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          So as I was helping my mother out with the bags, I could not help but get aroused as she was wearing a very tight fit short skirt that hugged her ass cheeks, and a button up shirt that was halfway unbutton revealing her great cleavage. As I was taking out one of the last bags, it broke and cans went all over the place. I started to pick them up and my mom walked passed me to get the last bags, laughing at me the whole time. So I took this time to reach for a can and look up her dress to see her two perfect ass cheeks and the pink thong spreading them. As I looked to her pussy I was greet with the site of blond hairs hang out of her thong, and a little wet spot were he lips meet. This made my cock start to raise in my shorts. I wanted to stay their all day, but my mother started to move and I quickly grabbed the can, as she walked passed me. After getting everything into the house I ran up to my room.

          Once into my room I quickly push the door to close it and stripped naked. I then quickly had my hand wrapped around my cock stroking it; think about my mom, to get it fully erect.

          I heard my mother coming up stairs as my fantasy started playing out in my mind that she was up to help me. Even though I never thought it would ever happen or anything like that because I knew I did not have the courage to do anything. So even if she was coming to my room; I knew once she knocked I would stop and get dressed. What I didn't expect was for her to open the door without knocking, as the door was not completely closed shut. Once she saw me she let out a gasp and froze for a second before our eyes met each other in shock for a moment. Then she turn quickly slamming the door shut letting out an “I’m sorry.”

This was a big turn on as I felt myself get closer to orgasm. Then fear set in about if she tell my father or worst talk to her friends about what happen. My erection quickly when down out of fear, and also know that if I stayed in my room to long she think I was some kind of freak.

After quickly catching my breath, I throw on my shorts and a shirt, forgetting all about my boxers, and down to the kitchen.  When I walked in both me and my mother blushed. I could tell my mother was very embarrass about what had happen, making me feel very bad about the situation, because my mother hardly became embarrassed around anyone in the family let alone me. I was starting to help her put some of the food away in the silence of the room. She took a deep breath, I was scared to hear what was coming out, as she said, without looking at me, "Mark . . .  I'm sorry I forgot to knock . . . .  I didn't mean to . . . embarrass you . . .  I just didn’t . . . " She just stop talking and I could tell she was very embarrassed to the point that it looked like she was going to cry.

          I thought about what I could do to make her not feel so bad before replying with a laughing smile, "It's okay, Mom, I'm not embarrassed."

          She gasped when I said that; giving me a confused looked, "Your not. But no matter what you have your right to privacy and I need to respect that."

          I then reminded her, "Well mom, you've already seen me naked before when I was young; it’s not like you saw anything new."

          She laughed a little smiling, "Mark you have gotten a lot more confidents of the past few years; it great to see that you are comfortable with yourself at your age. I'm impressed. But, I know you had to be embarrassed at least a little bit.?"

          "Not at all, I'm comfortable with my body.”

          "So, you had no problem standing in front of your own mom with nothing on?" she wryly asked.

          Without hesitation, I said, "Mom, I have no problem standing totally naked in front of you anytime."

          "Yeah, right," she quipped sarcastically. As she got up and lead over the counter giving me a straight look down her pushed up cleavage.

          "You don't think I would take off all my clothes in front of you?" I asked. Just then the phone rang scaring me half to deaf. My mom picked it up and talked for a little bit. I could of hear her and it was her older sister, my aunt, asking her what she was doing and my mother told her that she was just hang out with me. I was then shocked when my mother told her that I had bet my her that I was comfortable about being naked in front of my mother. My aunt said something that I did not pick up on, making my mother laugh. Then she ask my mother if she wanted to go to the mall out in a couple hours; which my mother was more then up for .

          Then she hung up the phone looking at me and said, “No mister even Mallory knows you always talk big but would never do it.”

          Hearing that now to woman thought I was to chicken to do something that I said, made it really feel like a compaction. And before she knew it, I started to pull off my t-shirt and grabbed my shorts. She smiled at me and laughed, "You're not gonna do it, you won't take everything off. I know you too well. Your just bluffing."

          With that, to her amazed eyes, I gently slid my shorts down to my feet. She couldn't help but stare at my crotch, realizing that I had done something that she totally didn't expect. Her stare was simply too arousing for me, and my penis began to get semi-hard. By the time it was pointing right at her, as she just stared saying “Oh MY GOD!” After a few seconds she looked up at my face staring at me. "I can't believe you just did that, Mark,"

          I responded by saying, "I told you I was comfortable with my body.” No the idea popped into my head that was just to great to let it pass by. “I bet money I'm even more comfortable with my body than you are with yours."

          That struck a nerve with her. As he face turn from shock to want and drive like she always has is compaction. "You don't think I'm comfortable with people seeing my body?" she queried.

          "Nope, I see what you wear to the beaches" I teased. No that my mother always had to have a one piece suit on; even though at home she would wear two piece bikinis. He faced turn sad when I said that for a second; making me smile because I knew I won.

          Then she surprised me. "Okay, then if your so cocky; how about you come over here and take off your mothers clothes. Let's see how courageous you really are!"

          I froze briefly in shock as to what my mother was saying. Then I saw her face as she, like me thought she had won. After the shock wore off and I gradually walked over to her; I was not going to lose, especially as this was better then what I hoped would happen. She stood with her arms folded and an "I dare ya" look on her face. But, her look changed dramatically when I reached and started to unbutton her shirt. I had to stop when I reached her folded arms; I looked at her think she was either really pissed at me for doing this or was shocked that I was. But after looking at me for a second she moved her arms up and let me finish removing her shirt. I could not believe that I had just removed my mother shirt and for the first time she was in her bra in front of me. Not want to make it look like it was a big deal, have me stop, or think she won I quickly wrapped my arms around her like I had done many times before. But this time was different as her barely cover breast were pressing into my chest and I quickly unhooked her bra; I could tell my mother was surprise either by me really strip her naked or at how fast I was able to hook it; which that’s to one of my old girlfriends that let me practice all the time, was very quickly. As I stepped back out away from her; her not unsupported bra fell to the ground; which caused unsupported bare tits to bounce around a little. She involuntarily gasped and moaned as she closed her eyes.

          She so stunned that she wasn't ready what happened next. As I slide my hands to her side and pushed both her skirt and thong down. As I moved my hands down I let them slide to her back so I could caressed her butt as I slid her buttons down. Once her skirt and thong were off of her ass they just fell to the floor leaving my hands on my mother nice ass cheeks.

By now my penis was full painfully erect stick less then three inch away from her. I looked down and say that she that my mother’s pussy was trimmed and see that she was wet as I saw her glossy skin. Still in disbelief, mom looked at me and said, "Okay, I think were . . . .you're getting a little too excited now, son. I thnk . . . we need to stop."

Chuckling a little now I did not want to stop, and I believed that she did not either, " Ok I guess that means I have more courage then you. You think I'd actually put this cock inside my own mother's pussy?" And, with that, I slowly moved around her body let my hands slide on her body, causing them to rub the top part of her pussy on my way to her hips. I then lightly pushed her up against the counter top, and pulled her hips so close to me that the head of my penis actually pushed against her ass cheeks and down to her wet pussy lips. I started laughing and bucking my hips in a jokingly, mock humping motion to see how she would react to my suggestive thoughts. As I was motioning  I feel my cock grow more as it rubbed against her pussy lips and clit.

          My mother let out a big gasp, "Mark, you're touching me. If you pull my hips at all you're going to penetrate your mother." At this point I was getting the hint that she was not going to stop me, but did not want to take that chance as I slowly my humping motion to a slowly grind. Then to my surprise, my mother moved her hips back toward me letting the head of my cock popped into her hot, steamy tight vaginal walls.

          With another gasp, mom didn't know what to say. For me, the feeling was overwhelming. I had no idea how tight an older woman would be, as I had only been with my ex girlfriend. I couldn't help myself; I began to rock my cock in and out of her pussy, I first only when in slow, but soon I thrusting a little bit more deeply with each stroke.

          "Son . . . Stop!" she yelled. "We can't be doing this! I'm your mom!"

          "Oh, mom, but this feels soooooo good!" I told her as I began pumping her pussy faster and faster.

"I know son, but this is getting out of hand!"

          By that point I realized that I could not stop even though I did not want to stop at all. “I knew I had more courage then you. I knew you back down first mom. . . Oh, mommy!" I yelled.

What I didn't realize was that my excitement was nothing compared to her as she her body shook from orgasm, making her scream out, "Oh GOD . . .  you mother fucker . . . . you're a mother fucking for doing this. You mother fucker fuck me. . . . I will make you stop way before I ever think about stopping you mother fucker.” Then she let out an loud moan and scream as loud as I have ever hear her. “My fucking son is a Mother Fucker. Fuck me you Mother Fucker!"

          Hearing this I was so turned on; I started rammed my cock into her tight dripping wet hole as hard as I very been. My balls start slamming against her clit making her moan and scream out; as my cock hit her cervix. I still had a good three inch still outside of her and with one power thrust I slammed all the way into her making my mother scream out in pain. I started groining and my mother must of knew I was getting closer as she was trying to move forward but trapped against the counter. “You Mother Fucker better not cum in me. Pull your huge ass cock out of me. Mother Fucker better not cum in your own mother. Before I knew it, I slammed all the way in her began spurting pulse after pulse of hot sperm into her vagina. After a few pulse I start fucking her again as my cock pulse more and more into her. I felt my mother pussy tighten around my cock as she moan out into another orgasm. Now I feel juices slowly slide around my cock dripping onto the floor. As my orgasm subside my cock started hard as I continued my assault on her dripping wet pussy. As my mother first noticed that my cock was still as hard as very she let out another gasp and moan as she started to fuck me back.

          Within a few seconds we were both fucking as hard as we could scream out with out excitement. She keep calling me a “Mother Fucker” and when I called her “Her son’s slut” she had another huge orgasm making her knees go weak as we both feel onto the floor. I could fucking her even though her body was going weak. After another orgasm her body when totally limp as I blow another huge load into her as deep as I could. Even before my orgasm subside I feel limp onto my mother passed out body and started to fall asleep as I listen to the phone ring.

I just found out from my wife that that fateful Saturday night wasn’t an accident. Here’s her story.

My husband showed me his accounting of that fateful Saturday night. He thought that reading it to me would get me hot! I had to tell him. Men are so funny! Do you really think that no one planned this ahead of time? OK, Sherrie and I didn’t sit down and go over details of what we were going to do, but I had planted the seed some time ago . . . here’s how it all started.

                    

Frank and I have been married for almost 30 years. We’re a happy couple and our sex life is ok. We don’t make love as much as when we first met, but when we do it’s just as good as it was then. But lately I’ve had an itch that needs to be scratched. I’ve decided who should do the scratching; I just needed to determine when it would happen.

We’ve known our neighbors, Sherrie and Roger, for about 5 years. Sherrie and I have sat in our yards talking girl talk many times. As girls are known to do, we often get around to talking about sex. I’ve told her about my husband. He’s a man who doesn’t fuck often but when he does he always makes sure that I cum before he does. He’ll finger me, eat me, and use a dildo or vibrator. He’ll do whatever it takes. And he doesn’t often let me settle for just one orgasm; he fends off my attempts to push him away and gets me off again and again . Only then will he worry about getting himself off. In all the years that we’ve been married I can honestly say that I can count on one hand the times that we’ve had sex and I haven’t had at least one orgasm.   And I’ve described Frank’s penis and how he shaves it and his balls. I told her how soft it is to the touch and how sexy it looks.

Sherrie’s story is different. She said that Roger will fuck her any time she wants, but it’s always about him. To quote her, “The only thing that man has going for him is a huge cock! It’s quite beautiful when it’s angry!” I’ve asked her “What exactly does “huge” mean?” She described it as over “ 10” long and as big around as a tube of salami !” I asked her if she gave him head. She said she did. She said the head fills her mouth and he loves it when she plays with his helmet . I was getting so hot I wanted to finger myself. I asked her “How much can you get in your mouth?” She said she’s never been able to come anywhere close to taking the whole thing but she can take a lot of it before she starts to gag!

So whenever Sherrie calls and asks us over to sit in the hot tub I always say “yes!” I love to sit with those two and imagine what he looks like naked. I also know that Frank loves to look at Shellie’s tits. When the phone rang that Saturday night, I had no idea that I’d get to realize my fantasies. I grabbed some champagne and my husband and once again went next door to sit in the hot tub and fantasize . . .

It was another typical Saturday night next door. Blah, blah, blah. OK, sure, I’ll have another drink. Roger got out of the tub and went inside for more Champagne . When he came out of the house and I looked at him I couldn’t miss the hard on he was sporting. I couldn’t believe my luck. He’s such a stud. Tall and tanned, not a bad build. It really did look hug e! I got so wet just thinking about it and when I said “Oh my! What’s up with that?” I didn’t mean to say it out loud! I was so embarrassed!

And then I couldn’t believe it. Here’s Shellie tell him to whip it out and my husband agrees. I was in heaven! When I saw his cock I was amazed. It was awesome!! I wanted to play with it, lick it, feel it inside of me, but I didn’t think my husband would allow it. From the moment I saw it I knew that I needed to have it in me. So, I played along as if I didn’t have a plan. I acted as though I could just walk away by saying “So would you like us to leave?” But I was hoping that they wouldn’t see through me. As luck would have it, Shellie played right into my hand.   I followed her lead and told Frank to show them his . While he’s no where near as impressive as Roger, his shaved dick and balls are kind of sexy. And then Shellie stepped right into my trap! She looks at it and asks “Can I feel it.” It was then that I knew I was going to get a hold of that huge cock and I was determined to get laid . . . I said “If I can feel Rogers .”

Shellie went to my husband and started to play with him. I had Roger sit on the edge of the tub and caressed his massive cock. I asked Shellie “Can I put it in my mouth?” Roger answered “Sure!” When I tried to take it in my mouth I couldn’t believe how hard it was to open wide enough! As hard as I tried I could barely get any of it in. But I used my teeth on his helmet and used my fingers to tickle his vein. Try as I might, I couldn’t get much into my mouth. So I just stroked it and licked it hoping it would cum. I once again put my mouth and tried to suck as much in as I could. Roger started to help. He used one hand to stroke himself and the other to push my head onto his cock. I could feel Roger increase the speed of his stroke, and then he was cumming. I tried to swallow it but there was so much! I pushed myself back so I could keeping stroking along with him and watch him shoot his load.   He must of spurt 7 or 8 times! I ate as much as I could and licked his beautiful cum covered cock. I knew then that I would use the rest of that cum to make it wet so I could get it inside me. I wanted to be filled with this gorgeous cock, ride it for as long as it stayed hard. I was so wet and so taken with Roger’s cock that I hoped that Frank wouldn’t notice what was happening and somehow prevent me from getting fucked by it. But then Shellie tells me I’m not finished and I realize that they’re watching. So I figured I’d just go for it!

I stood up and took off my suit. I took Roger’s hand and moved away from the tub. I had him lay down on one of their deck chairs and straddled him. I held my cunt lips open and lowered myself onto his beautiful cock. It filled me in a way that I’d only ever imagined. I worked up and down, letting him penetrate a little deeper each time.

“Oh my god Roger, you feel so good! I’ve never felt anything so big!”

“Just work it Bonnie. I can keep this up all night long. You feel so good! I haven’t fucked a pussy this tight in a long time. I’ll fuck you till you can’t take it any more.”

I looked over and noticed Shellie taking off her top and new that I’d be free to continue to do whatever I wanted. Frank has looked at those tits longingly since forever. He thinks he’s so sly but I’ve seen him staring every chance he gets.

So I worked on Roger’s cock for all I was worth. I tried to take his hand and have him play with my clit but he put his hand behind his head and just laid there. So I took matters into my own hands and fingered myself. But as hard as I tried I couldn’t quite get myself off. I stood up and knelt between his legs. I put my finger to my clit and started to lick him and as I tasted myself on him I felt myself getting close. I looked over at the tub and saw my husband with his head between Shellie’s legs. I knew then why she was willing to share this cock. She had her head back and was thoroughly enjoying my husband’s attention while her husband was enjoying mine.

I tried once more to get down on his cock. I started to cum and kept slowing pleasuring myself.   When my “O” subsided I looked over at the tub and noticed that Frank and Shellie were gone. I leaned down to Roger and asked him if he’d go down on me. “Sorry, but I don’t do that.” was his reply. So I bent over and placed my arms on their patio table and told him to fuck me from behind. It went in a little easier this way and he got a bit aggressive as he shoved his cock in and out of me. He was trying very hard to get it all in! At first I moved forward because I was afraid he would hurt me. But then I started to push back and he got a rhythm and I followed his tempo. Oh, he felt so good! And it’s been many a long year since I’ve had a hard dick inside of me for this long. And he isn’t showing any signs of fatigue. This is wonderful! While he’s filling me I fingered my self some more. My clit is so hard and it’s so sensitive . I only need to work a minute before I’m cumming again! And he’s still pounding away. I asked him if he was close to getting off and he said that it would be awhile. I asked him if there was anything I could do to help and he said he’d like to fuck me in the ass. I told him there was no way that was going to happen and asked if there was something else I could do. He said that I was so tight that he’d just keep fucking me and if he got close I could suck him off again. So he slows down for a bit and then he speeds up again. This went on for about one5 minutes before I told him that I had to sit down. So he pulls out and lays back down. He grabs his cock and stroked it. “Sit back on here!” So I did. A few minutes later he said he was getting close so I raised myself off of him and started to lick, stroke and suck him again. I still couldn’t get much of him into my mouth. When he came there wasn’t much and it was not as thick as the first time. I licked him clean and then I stood up. I reached down and grabbed his still hard cock and led him into the house.

As we approached the master bathroom I could see Frank fucking Shellie from behind. I’m just a little bit jealous. He’s obviously enjoying himself more than I am. So I stopped and pulled Roger close. I gave him a kiss and asked him “Can you meet me in the city on Monday? I’d like another chance to fuck that huge cock of yours.”

“Sure! We’ve never mentioned it before, because we didn’t know how you two would take it. But we swap with several couples we know. Now you’re in “The Club, if you’d like. And, if you want, I can arrange for a couple buddies to come along on Monday. You’ve met them before, at one of our summer parties, and I know that they’re dying to have their way with you!”

“Are any of them hung like you?”

“You’ll have to wait and see . . .”

“I can hardly wait!!” Then I asked, “When and where should we meet?”

“I’ll arrange for us to meet at one of their houses. Plan to be there around one:30. Just in case, should I have Shellie set up something for Frank? Just to make sure he’s busy and maybe she can entice him to join our club?”

“Yeah, that would be OK. And I won’t feel as guilty. But after the way he went after her the tonight I don’t think she’ll have to try very hard.”

         End of part 2

 

 

 

 

he told me we werent done. he went to get something and when he came back he had some lube. he put the lube on his cock and tole me to get on my knees and bend over.

he got behind me and started his penis into my buthole. i was crying and screaming in pain and he was laughing. he started pushing in farther and faster. soon he was going deep and fast as he could and came again.

i asked him if i could leave now and he told me the fun was just beginning.

he unlocked the door and left for 2-3 minutes and came back with a huge dog.

he told me that if i made love to the dog i could go home to my new husband. and he also said if i didnt i would be buried alive. so i agreed. i layed over the side of the bed with my back down. the dog then started to lick my pussy. i tried not to feel the pleasure but it was too much. the dog suddenly jumped up front legs on the bed and started humping trying to hit my pussy. and finally after two minutes of humping hit the spot.

the dog was huge and his penis was at least 11 inches long and 4 inches wide. he fucked her faster and harder with every thrust. i was crying and trying not to moan. i was in horrible pain and great pleasure at the same time. the penis just kept getting bigger. until i felt a knot. he kept humping. i thought it would rip me in half but it went in and i screamed in pain at the top of my lungs. the dog slowed down and started cumming deep inside of me. i lay there and both me and the dog fall asleep.

the next morning i get up and leave to go to my husband. he isnt happy about not being the first to sleep with me but i tell him he will get over it.

the next morning the soldier comes back and tells me unless i want my husband buried alive that i will have to marry the dog that i made love to the other night.

before i knew it i was at the alter with a dog A DOG. i hear you may kiss the bride and i bend down and the dog licks me. i go with my new husband dog back to my original husband to find a grave in the ground near our hom e that says {enter name here} was buried alive after his wife was found marrying animals.

TRUE STORY!

 My nature is little bit boyish. I love playing basket ball, riding bicycle on hilly roads, I admire being somewhere surrounded by nature. I am also in college basketball team and a good player as well. It was my daily routine to study, work out, chatting with friends etc etc etc, but still I was keenly searching for that right person whom I would allow to make love and take my virginity. As time passed this urge was getting restless. I was becomming crazy. I felt as I'm on fire, had to masturbate sometimes 2-3 times a day.

 But luck was not so cruel, it gave me a chance which changed my life. It was our new Physics professor Miss Leena Josan. On the very first day she came in the class I got a strange feeling inside my tummy after seeing her. There was something catchy which made my heart jump with some strange feeling. That day she was wearing light blue Sari (a traditional Indian dress) and black cardigan. She looked so different from other girls of her age. First I could not understand this feeling but as something flashed in my mind i realised I was liking her and as days passed I wanted to know her more. During class, while studying she used to look damn attractive, imagine how she would look while treating somebody casually. She was all over in my dreams. I wanted her bad but very scared to tell anyone about this. I felt so pitty on myself. Anyhow I had to do something.

 She was 28 years old. 5’6 tall, her figure must be 37b 26 34 (aprox). Looks like a Princess. Having black hair, hazel eyes and pale skin. I loved the way she walks, her face expressions, they way she smiles and the way she talks. She is extremely charming. Usually in college routine she wears sari which looks so perfect on her, makes her look a GODDESS. It was time when I could not think about anything else. I had to, JUST HAD TO get her.

       With the help of some male friends I was able to get her address and contact number. Her house was only at 15 minutes of walking distance. I got to know she was a rich girl and her parents were living at some other place and she was doing this job just for timepass.
 
      Now my next step was to go near her. It was becomming a mission for me. I was never bad in studies and used to get 60-65% grades every year. So one day I gained some courage and went to her cabin. My heartbeat was going out of control and also I was scared not to do anything which can leave bad impression on her. I just knocked at the door and heard "get in". I Just stuffed the nervousness in some deep corner of my heart and greeted her with smiling face. She was checking some assignments and asked me to sit without looking at me. A few minutes passed and I got time to prepare everything I had to say. As she finished that work and looked at me, and asked if I want something. My legs were shaking under the table but anyhow I told her that I am having problem in getting a few chapters and need some guidance to improve the grades and asked if she could give me extra coaching. After thinking for a few minutes she said 'Okay I have no problem in spending a few more hours teaching but its against the rules of college, I can teach you at my place only if you wont reveal even a single word to anyone'. I cant explain how happy I was. As a fromality I asked her address again.

 Next evening I was ready to leave for her place. I was wearing light blue jeans, brown sweat shirt and black overcoat. Because of my nourvousless I was walking faster than my normal speed and reached before time. I rang the bell and waited for her, those moment were very difficult for me. My heart was beating like crazy. As she opened the door I saw a new Leena Josan standing there, very different from the way she acts in college. She greeted me with wide smile and a cheering 'Hi'. I saw that she was very friendly. I smiled and greeted back, then she led me to the study room. She was wearing black pant and sea green sweater. We sat facing each other. I told her about the problems I was facing in that subject and she started explaining that thoroughly. But my mind was somewhere else, I could not concentrate on anything except ‘her’. As days were passing I got chance to know more about her, she was a single and loves this lifestyle, very cheerful and happening. But in college she was again a serious looking and strict professor. But again in the evening she was a cool and friendly tutor who loves joking and merry making. I felt she also liked my company, what can be more happening for me that she was treating me like a friend. Many times we used to chat after study and sometimes only chat and fun.
 
  On 31st Dec, Whole City was busy in New Year Celebration. I got so many party invitations from friends but hell, I could not miss the coaching class, for me it was most important. While studying I could not concentrate. She shut the book and asked where the hell I am, I just grinned innocently and asked Can I have off today. She smiled and said Okay, but only today. After that we started chatting, I asked her if she celebrates New Year, but she said she has no interest in all that. We explored so much about each other's life.

     It was getting cold so we went to her bedroom and sat near the fireplace. The room was warm so she removed her jacket. As the jacket was off, I saw her wearing skin hugging white t-shirt, her all curves were visible through that. And I was thinking any guy who got chance to touch her would be the luckiest person. I was scared that Ill lose control and do something which can offend her.  It was real hard to stop myself at that time. I badly wanted to fuck her. Her breasts were so well shaped. She had developed such nice curves that I was getting impatient to touch them. After some time we had coffee, and kept talking for two hours. I had no idea for time. There was heavy snowfall. When I saw outside, there was dense fog, darkness and snow everywhere. I was so tensed that how Ill reach home. She realized my problem and said, “ Ruchi its better you call your parents that you gonna stay with me for tonight as its impossible to go now. You can leave tomorrow if it’ll be ok outside” I was extremely happy and couldn’t utter a word. We came and sat on the couch and had another coffee. We talked for some more time. My heartbeat was too fast. I thought its now or never. We both arranged the dinner. After eating, she played the music and took out a bottle of whiskey. She asked me if I drink, I said usually I don’t but sometimes I take brandy due to cold. She winked and said sarcastically "Well its not fair to offer hard drink to a student" we both started giggling and gave me very little amount of whiskey. It was bitter so I took some time to finish it. I felt something warm inside my body and I removed my jacket. After having another drink, I felt its effect on me. After all it was my first time I was having whiskey. I felt getting high and bit drowsy. She got it and said "hey you are getting high" we both laughed and she made me lay on the couch and went to take another drink for herself. I was smiling and staring at her. These words were again and again echoing in my mind "NOW OR NEVER". She came and sat closer to me and started saying somthing but I could not hear anything. I could only hear those words repeatedly. She looked at me, gave a smile and asked, Are you ok??

    I don’t know how I gathered enough guts and said CAN I KISS YOU. She was completely shocked to hear that. She was like WHAT!!!!!!!!!!. Again I said YEAH!! CAN I KISS YOU...PLEASE??? …she came more closer. My heart was beating faster and God knows what was in her mind, but I didnt care what she will do to me. She just leaned on me and next I felt her lips on mine. My heartbeat was getting faster and faster. I sat up and put my arms around her, kissed her back on lips. We started smooching each other hungrily. I entered my tongue in her mouth, I was sucking her mouth too fast as there is no tomorrow. She hugged me real tight and responded well by sucking my tongue, biting and sucking lips, exchanging saliva. I broke our kiss to gather some breath as I was breathing heavily. It was first time I was kissing someone so passionately. After a second our lips were again locked with each other. I was real amazed to see her aggressiveness in kissing. She was dominating me like a wild lioness. The same motion was with her hands, they were moving too fast on my body. Again we broke our kiss to remove our clothes. Within no minute she removed my shirt and bra. My nipples were aching to feel her closer. I removed her T-shirt, she was wearing black transparent bra inside. It made her look damn gorgeous. I took my hands on her back and unclasped the bra. Her light brown nipples were looking like ripe cherries. We hugged each other tight to feel the softness of each other’s breasts. Her nipples were hard and pointed, pinching me on chest and mine were doing the same with her. Meanwhile I was kissing and licking every part of her face. I kissed, licked and bit her earlobes, it made her more wild. I was arousing her and it was reducing my shyness too. My lips were again glued with hers for another passionate kiss. I was moving my body up and down to rub my boobs on hers. It was sending high voltage current in my body. Her hands were on my ass, caressing and squeezing it hard. just after a second I felt her pinching my nipples. She was rolling my nipples between her fingers, pulling and twisting them hard. I moaned with pain and pleasure and begged her to suck on my boobs. As she sucked I felt as I was flying so high. She was sucking on one boob and teasing, pinching and pulling the second one. She was also circling the areola with her tongue and flicking the hard nipple, teasing it bad. She bit hard on my both nipples that they looked swollen and red. She was a complete dominant and I was enjoying being a submissive under her weight as she was lying on me. I ran my fingers through her hair and pressed her head harder on my breasts.

    Next she got up and started unzipping my pant. At this stage there was no back off, I stopped her and said I am virgin, she whispered Dont worry, I wont hurt you. At this I felt safe and smiled at her, and layed back. She removed my pant and panty also, stretched my legs and it sent shivers through my spines that my untouched pussy was visible for world. She liked my shaved pussy and caressed it gently, suddenly I felt her pinched very hard on my clit. It made me jump on the bed. She grinned naughtlty and I smiled nervously as I had no idea what was in her mind. Next she bent on my pussy and started playing with my virgin hole using her expert tongue. Also she was pinching and twisting my clit, which made me scream and jump with pleasure. I felt very tensed feeling inside my tummy. I told her that I felt like cumming. She sucked my pussy even harder untill I cumm. It was sending waves of electric current into my body, even in soul and made me shiver. She poked her tongue in my pussy again to get even the last drop of cumm. I closed my eyes, during those moments, nothing was more important than the feeling of her hot tongue on my wet pussy. I couldn’t control and came again. It was flowing like a river and she drank it like holy nectar, without wasting a single drop. I felt as I was in seventh heaven. She was sucking, licking and biting my clit like a wild lioness. I begged her to be slow. She apologized and sucked slowly. She was giving me love bites on clit and pushed fingers in my pussy. She was finger fucking me and I was shivering and burning badly with the fire of desire. I wanted to suck her breasts and pussy the same way she did to me. I cummed again and she took it whole. We both were moaning and breathing heavily. That moment I was thinking it seems like an illusion that I’m on bed making love with a lady who was all over in my dreams. She kissed on my breasts again.

     After some time she was lying down and I was on top. I started from her lips, kissed her lips passionately and sucked them. Next I kissed on her neck. It was arousing her even more. After some minutes I shifted down, kissed on her hot and hard nipples. She was breathing so fast moaned so loud. Her breasts were round and perfect. I complemented that how sexy and lovely pair of breasts she got. She smiled and blushed. I couldn’t suck on them as good as she did to me because it was my first time. However I was trying my best. I kissed, licked and sucked her boobs hard, even I bit there and rolled her nipples between my teeth. She moaned and held my head tight and her fingers messing my hair. I cupped her breast and sucked the other one. Then I took off her jeans and G string. I massaged her clit, I kissed and rubbed my lips all over her stomach. Her moans were music to my ears. I licked every part of her stomach, even tickled there with my tongue. She asked me to suck her pussy. I took my face near her love valley, it was giving wonderful fragrance. I parted her cunt lips and started licking the lovely hole. She got so exited and came right then. It was first time in my life I tasted cumm. It tasted bad in starting but soon I liked it, it was hot and salty. She felt some relaxed after cumming. My tongue was playing with her clit. I was trying to suck it hard and massaging her tits at the same time. Her moans were increasing my desires as I was pinching her nipples. I was getting little rough too. By now I again felt like cumming. I asked her if she could suck my pussy. She agreed but wanted me to do the same. she also wanted to cumm, so we decided to go for 69. I turned and leaned on her. As I started sucking again, she was moving her hips and asked me to suck harder. She came after some minutes but I couldn’t swallowed well this time. I pushed my tongue in her pussy and started playing with her ass. On the other side she sucked my cunt so slow but as she increased her speed, I came. My thighs were shivering so she grab them firmly. I got up and she kissed her again on lips, I sucked her mouth like a kid. I felt as my body was melting with tiredness. I suggested her to stop but she was still horny and wanted my body for some more time. I couldn’t, JUST COULDN’T SAY ‘NO’. We went to the washroom, under the warm shower, she again ate my cunt, sucked, licked and bit my boobs. We both soaped and massaged each other and splashed water playfully. After about half an hour when I felt totally powerless, we shifted on bed. We both were naked. It seemed as she was still not fully satisfied. I hugged her tight under the warmth of quilt. She continued kissing me and moving hands all over my body, her fingers were still inside my cunt even after I slept.

     Next Morning I got up at 10 o’ clock and found myself naked in her bed. First I was about to freak out but slowly remembered last night's incidents. Right then I saw her comming inside and greeted Good Morning. She was wearing night gown but her boobs were partially visible. She told me that weather was bad and snowfall was still continued so she rang up my home and informed my parents that I will be back late. Then she suddenly pushed me on back and came on top of me, sarted smooching gently. That day we again fucked each other till we were totally exhausted.

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Tina and Mike had planned a huge party out at their place for their son's eighteenth birthday. Growing up Camden had taken sips of their drinks, and had a beer or two like most kids his age. That night, his parents saw no real problem with him doing a few shots as long as things didn't get out of hand. When Eden arrived she had clearly already been drinking. She grabbed Camden by the arm and lead him to the bar they had set up on the patio. Setting his present down on the counter she quickly scurried behind the bar and pulled out the bottle of tequilla. Camden had no idea what she had in store for him, but quickly he knew he was in for a surprise.

"O.K. baby since it is your 18th and tonight you become a man, " she winked at him. "I'm gonna teach you how to do a very special shot."

She grabbed a slice of lemon and the salt shaker, setting them down in front of her as she hopped up on the bar top. Mike laughed when he saw what she was preparing to do. She wiggled, letting the hem of her little black dress ride high up her thigs. Eden opened the bottle of tequilla, using a little to wet her finger she wiped the moistened digit across the top of her left breast. She quickly picked up the salt shaker, letting the little crystals cling to the moisture there. Camden's eyes widened as he watched her fill the shot glass, then nestle the alcohol filled vessel between her two ample breasts.

"Ok now remember, it's lick, drink and suck," she purred seductively before placing the lemon wedge between her pouty crimson lips.

For a moment all he could do was stare at her. Could this really be happening or was it just a hallicination? Camden swallowed hard as he lowered his head toward her breast. Timidly he ran his tongue over the salted skin before moving on toward the shot glass. Everyone at the bar watched him, laughing and cheering him on. It took him a couple tries to get the shot glass into his mouth enough to lift it from her cleavage. It was too surreal for him. If this was a dream he never wanted to wake up.

He sucked down the tequilla, spitting the glass out and placing it on the bar before he leaned in to take the lemon from her. His lips touched hers for a brief moment as he pulled the wedge from her mouth. She smiled as he pulled back, watching his face contort as he sucked the lemon. He spat out the rind and smiled at her half dazed from the near kiss. She raised an eyebrow and smiled.

"My turn. You get to hold my lemon for me now.... hmm now where should we stick the shot for me to get it," she chuckled.

Eden slipped down from the counter and stood up, giving Camden an evil smile.

Eden selected another lemon wedge. This one was dunked into the small plate of sugar, coating both sides before she presented it to him. Camden parted his lips, holding the lemon slice carefully as he watched her with growing anticipation. A shot glass was filled with vodka and given to her. She took him by the hand and led him over to the sturdy, wooden chaise lounge. Camden immediately sat down, leaning back comfortably against the thick cushions, the lemon wedge still in his teeth.

She knelt between his legs, holding the shot glass in front of his face. With a wicked smile she placed it balanced it on his crotch, noticing the growing bulge there. She heard the voice of his friend Brittian approaching, which only made her little stunt more delicious. She leaned forward, letting her hair spill down around her face, obscuring the view of the shot glass. Camden's friend arrived just in time to see what looked like the beginning of an amazing blowjob.

Eden took the glass between her lips, nuzzling against his crotch before she snapped her head back and downed the clear potent liquid. She took the glass from her mouth and leaned in, her body pressing heavily against Camden's as she took the lemon wedge. Instead of breaking contact immediately she gave him a brief kiss, deeply arousing the boy. Eden winked and climbed off the chair. She strutted over to the bar to get another drink and left to mingle with the other guests.

The rest of the night all Camden could think about was the feel of her body against his and that kiss. Eden was drinking entirely too much to drive home that night. It was obvious she would be crashing there once again. By the end of the night, they had done a couple more shots together. The more she drank the flirtier she got with each shot. Instead of kneeling between his legs she started straddling them, grinding hard against the bulge in his jeans each time she came up for the lemon slice.

It was getting pretty late when Camden's mom suggested he help her up to his sister's room, knowing that if Eden didn't go soon she would drink til she puked. Eagerly he agreed, setting off to find her once again. Eden was sitting down by the fire pit with a few other people, talking about tattoos and such. It took Camden a lot of effort to convince her to come back to the house with him, but finally he did.

On the way into the house Eden twisted her ankle, making it nearly impossible for her to stand on it. Camden dutifully scooped her up, carrying her up the stairs to his sister's room and setting her down on the bed.

"Does it still hurt?" he said gently taking a hold of her foot.

"Not that bad now, " she giggled.

"Is there anything you need before I go?" he asked hoping that he wouldn't have to go.

"No I'll be fine. I'm just gonna go to bed," she said before pulling him to her and hugging him tightly. "Happy birthday Cam. I hope it was a good one."

She went to give him a little peck of a kiss on the lips. He didn't know if it was the alcohol to blame or the way she had been teasing him all night, but when their lips touched, he knew he couldn't stop himself. He kissed her tenderly but with all of the passion a horny teen could possess. Eden's head was spinning from both the alcohol and the way he kissed her, making it impossible to push him away. Before she could even piece together what she was doing, Camden was laying her back on the bed.

Her hand stroked the back of his neck as they continued to kiss. His tongue invaded her mouth, teasing hers as he laid on top of her. Finally the realization of what was happening set in, making her break the kiss. She stared up at him for a moment as she chose her words carefully.

"Camden, what are you doing?" she asked. "I mean, hell I'm way older than you. We shouldn't do this."

"Eden," he blushed. "Since the first time I saw you I have wanted to do this. I don't care if you are older than me, or that you're my parents' friend. I want you more than I have ever wanted anything."

He leaned in and kissed her quickly. It was the most special thing anyone had ever said to her. She wanted to stop but the way he kissed her was too good. She held him closer, running one hand up and down his spine as she kissed him deeply. The kiss was broken again as his lips moved across her cheek and to her neck. He kissed every inch of its delicate curve, breathing in the heady scent of her perfume. Her skin was so soft and warm, feeling better than he ever imagined.

She let out a soft moan as his hand moved to her left breast, massaging it gently through the fabric that covered it. His touch was so gentle yet so intense. He couldn't believe he was touching the goddess he had worshipped from afar for all those years. The straps of her dress slid down with ease as his lips traveled down her collarbone toward her breasts. She let out a soft gasp as his lips closed over the candy pink nipple, and he began to suck. He continued to move the fabric down her body, revealing more and more of her delicate skin.

He kissed across the valley between the two heaving globes and gave the opposite nipple the same tender attention before he began to kiss his way down her stomach. His lips barely brushed along her skin in some spots, then pressing heavier in other spots. His hand trailed down over the bunched up dress, edging toward its hem. Eden lifted her hips, allowing him to pull it off. His heart raced as he stared down at her nearly naked body. He moved his hand along her upper thigh as he stared down at the bewitching enchantress before him. He leaned back down and continued to kiss her neck once again

"Oh god Cam we shouldn't," Eden breathless whisper.

His fingertips found the now damp fabric of her thong. He began to rub along it slowly, listening to her moan softly. It felt like his cock was going to burst, ripping his pants open in the process. Her protests quickly stopped as he worked his finger under the wet material and brushed it directly over the velvety flesh beneath it. He dragged the tip of his finger down, letting it barely part her puffy pink lips. He gazed into her eyes as he brought the wet digit to his mouth, tasting her sweetness for the first time. Eden smiled up at him as she watched him savor the taste.

"God Eden, I can't believe how good you taste," he said as he edged down the bed.

It was too late to turn back now. Eden leaned up and wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him deeply. She could taste the faint trace of her juices on his tongue as hers probed his mouth. She broke the kiss only long enough to pull his t shirt over his head and toss it aside. Again the kiss began, their bare flesh pressing hard against each other as they laid back down. Her nails raked down his back, leaving thin red streaks in their wake. Their moans mingled as their tongues explored each other's mouth. She broke the kiss, staring up at him lustfully.

"Take me Camden. I need to feel you inside me so bad," she pleaded.

He had longed to hear those words for so long. It almost seemed as if it was all a dream. He sat back on his feet for a moment as he just stared at the beautiful woman before him. He shook his head slightly, wanting to taste more of her sweetness before he moved on. He inched down the bed, positioning himself better for what he had in mind. He drew in a deep breath, reveling in the heady scent of her. The tip of his tongue timidly touched her moist flesh, illiciting a soft moan from her on contact. He dragged it slowly along the wet slit, letting the tip of his tongue part her lips slightly but not penetrate her. Her body tensed as she moaned again when he circled her clit, flicking his tongue over it lightly.

He used her sounds and movements to guide him as he explored her delicate pink flesh. His tongue again slipped between her lips, this time probing deeper inside her. The taste of her juices only made him crave more of them. He could not help himself as he wildly lapped at the increasing supply of her honey. His tongue curled inside her as it scooped out more and more of her delicious sweetness. Eden moaned loudly, writhing against the bed as her fingers gripped handfuls of the sheets beneath her. Finally, he felt it. Her muscles clenched and spasmed around his tongue as his tongue was baptized with wave after wave of her nectar. He greedily lapped up his reward before sitting back on his heels once again, smiling at her for a moment.

He stood and quickly maneuvered to remove his pants. Eden gasped when she saw his swollen cock for the first time. She had no idea how big it really was before that moment, but she was very impressed. He nervously looked at her, hoping he was adequate. Her eyes moved up his body, meeting his once again as he stood beside the bed. She sat up, moving to the edge of the bed in front of him. He could not believe what was happening. It was all too good to be true.

Her fingers wrapped around the base of his shaft as she moved closer. He stared down at her as her lips parted for him, allowing the head of his cock to slip inside. Her tongue danced over the smooth, warm skin as she sucked softly. He let out a loud groan as she slowly fed more of his thick cock into her mouth. His hand instinctively moved to her hair, stroking it softly as she devoured his rigid shaft. Her mouth felt heavenly as his cock pushed deeper inside. He was amazed at how skillfully she manipulated his flesh with her tongue and lips.

He soon had to stop her, knowing if he didn't he would surely cum in her mouth. Eden looked up at him, a pitiful look spreading across her face as she feared he did not enjoy her talent. He smiled at her as he tenderly pushed her back onto the bed. He knew that she would understand his reasons for stopping her now. She spread her legs, allowing him to slip between them. As he gripped the base of his cock, guiding it toward her glistening pussy, he stared at her face. He could not believe it. She looked as nervous as he was. The tip of his cock parted her lips, resting there for a moment before he slid it in further. Both gave passionate moans as he filled her.

Her hips lifted to meet his as he hilted himself inside her. He remained still for a moment, savoring the feel of the velvety soft walls gripping him, bathing his cock in her warm juices. Slowly, he began to withdraw, pulling nearly out before pushing back in. He rested his hands on either side of her, staring down into her eyes the entire time. He loved to watch her face as he thrust into her. The way she gasped and moaned fueled his passions, making his pace quicken slightly. The more into it she got, the louder her voice became, her moans turning to near screams of pleasure. He leaned down, kissing her deeply as he continued to make love to her.

She wrapped her arms tightly around him, pulling him down against her. Her breasts crushed against his chest as he let more of his weight rest upon her. Her hips bucked harder into each thrust as his rhythm quickened again. His cock throbbed inside her as he felt her muscles clench him tightly.

She slammed her head back against the bed, breaking the kiss as she moaned loudly, "OH GOD CAMDEN I'M CUMMING."

Her juices flooded out of her, washing over his swollen shaft and dripping out of her as he continued to hammer away at her dripping wet slit. He kissed her again forcefully, his tongue attacking hers as he pushed deeper inside of her. Their bodies moved frantically as each movement heightened the pleasure, sending Camden quickly into orgasm. He threw his head back, moaning her name loudly as the thick flood of cum rushed into her as her muscles milked every drop out. His body collapsed onto hers as they both laid there panting. Eden gently stroked his back as she closed her eyes, reveling in the intense orgasm's afterglow.

"Happy Birthday Camden," she whispered with a slight giggle to her voice.

"No Eden, thank you," he said as he leaned up on his elbow.

"Thank me?" she said in a puzzled voice.

"Yes, thank you for making this the best birthday ever. I love you Eden," he said before leaning down and kissing her tenderly.

Eden laid there in shock, barely able to kiss back. The words hit her hard. Now she had no idea what to do.

A couple of days later, Jack had to take a flight to Calgary. He gave her the keys to his new Jaguar, and told her to visit with her mother. Although she talked to her mother regularly on the phone, she had not seen her seen her since she moved in with Jack.

She meet her mother at Durado’s, at Jack’s suggestion. He had an account there, and encouraged Jill to use it. Annie Cates was a beautiful woman. She had given birth to Jill when she was only eighteen. As a result, she was now a beautiful forty-eight years old. Annie was conscious that she was a beautiful woman, and worked hard at taking care of herself. She looked younger than her years, and caused the head of many a man to turn to watch her walk by. She had the same great complexion and hair as did her daughter. Her body, even at 48 years was tight and built along the same lines as Jill. She was blessed with great legs, sweet tight ass, and fantastic breasts. It would be honest to say that Jill was definitely her mother’s daughter. There were times when people mistakenly took them for sisters.

Lunch was intimate, and it was good to see her mother. Annie appeared to be under a great degree of stress, and was somewhat withdrawn. When Jill pressed the issue, Annie broke down and confessed. The new "Dot-com" computer company where she worked was having hard times, like so many in the industry. There had been so much promise when she first joined them. She had invested heavily in their stock. Now the stock was worth only pennies on the dollar, and she was being laid off. She felt that the company would go "Chapter 7" in a short period of time. Annie would soon be out of a job, and all her savings were gone as the result of the decline in the value of the stock she had invested in.

Annie explained that it would be hard for her to get a job because of her age. Even though she looked young and vital, when her birth age was discovered, the companies always hired younger people. To say the least, Annie was very depressed.

After lunch, Jill and Annie went shopping, after which, Jill went home to wait for Jack. She was very concerned about her mother, and how she would make a living. If only her father had not died so many years ago. Annie had been a "stay-at-home" Mom, and a sexually subservient slave wife to her husband. Life had been good, but that was a long time ago. For all practical purposes, Annie was in a desperate situation.

When Jack returned from the Calgary flight, he found Jill at home, naked as usual, wearing only her high heel shoes, as he required. It was obvious that she was upset. When asked what the problem was, Jill broke down and cried, explaining her mother’s predicament. Jack had met Annie several times, and found her to be a beautiful, sexy and fascinating lady. He liked her very much. He listened to Jill for a while, and then told her that he would have to think about it. He said he would talk to her later.

Later that night, after tying Jill to a whipping table, face up, and giving her a rather severe pussy whipping and fucking, Jack was ready to talk about Annie.

"Jill, you are my slave, and have agreed to submit to anything I want to do to you, am I correct", he asked.

"Yes, Jack, I will submit to anything, you know that. I know I am a slave by nature, and I am convinced that I love you. I want to be your slave. What ever you want to do is all right with me."

"Well, sweet slave Lady, let me present an idea. In normal circumstances, a daughter would invite her mother to stay with her for a while, until the mother gets back on her feet. That creates a problem for us, as I love our life style, and am not willing to compromise. I would not miss one minute of having you as my sex slave, at my beck and call."

"So", Jack continued, "Here is what I propose. You have told me that your mother was a willing sex slave to your father when he was alive. Annie enjoyed being under the sexual control of a man. After her marriage was over, she never found a man that could treat her like your father did. Am I correct ?"

Well…, yes…yes, you are right", Jill answered.

Jack and Jill were sitting on the couch in the den. Jill had taken Jack’s cock out of his trousers, and was softly stroking it to a rigid erection.

"I propose, my sweet little slave, that I move your mother into my house, into the guest room, and have her live here as my other complete bound naked sex slave!"

Jill, shocked, jerked her hand away from Jack’s cock, and exclaimed, "No! no, I couldn’t do that to her! No, I just couldn’t!"

"First, little slave of mine", Jack sternly warned her, "Don’t you ever remove your hand from my cock unless I tell you to!"

Jill bit her lip, and grasped his cock and continued to stroke it, but she was upset.

"Next, you know I will give you to other people, and at times I will use another person’s slave. There is no reason why Annie, who has loved being a sex slave, could not be a slave again, my slave. She could live here for as long as she wanted. I would pay all her bills, give her a car, and make sure she has a generous allowance, just like you. She would enjoy it, I am sure, and I know I would enjoy having a second slave to torment along with you."

Jack continued, "It would be a good life for her, as much as it has been a good life for us."

Jill and Jack talked for the better part of an hour. They finally agreed that Jill would talk to Annie, and present Jack’s offer. Jill was not sure about the proposed situation, but would do as Jack asked. Jack made sure she understood that Annie would give up all rights to her sexual being. As with Jill, Jack would be in total control of her, and he would be obeyed.

After their conversation, Jack and Jill had a rather ordinary vanilla love making session, after which Jill sucked his magnificent cock to a drenching cum. Perhaps this new situation would work out, she thought.

The following day, Jill and Annie met, and Jill presented Jack’s proposal. Annie was taken by surprise. She was not as upset as Jill expected her to be. She did not know what to say, but after talking with Jill for a long while, she decided that it could be interesting. If it did not workout, she could work on another arrangement for her life. Annie knew that she was in serious financial trouble, and needed help. She found Jack to be an exciting man, and had suspected that he was keeping her daughter as a sex slave. Finally, with some misgiving’s Annie accepted Jack’s offer of sexual slavery.

The day Annie moved into Jack’s guestroom, he was at Love Field, accepting delivery of his new Gulfstream G3 corporate jet. This would allow him to take on more cross-Atlantic contracts. He was in a hurry, however, as today was the day that his "harem" would increase in size.

When Jack got home, he found his slave Jill, naked as required, and her mother, Annie, still clothed, having coffee at the kitchen table. Jack greeted the two women with a smile. Jill got up and ran to Jack, hugging him around the neck, pushing her body against his. He hugged and kissed Jill, while squeezing her breasts, and stroking her pussy, while Annie looked on. Just watching Jack and Jill exchange affections caused her pussy to spasm. It had been so many years since she had enjoyed a man treating her like that. She realized that she needed to be a slave to a strong man.

Jack, then turned to Annie, and gave her a light hug and a kiss on the cheek. Annie was disappointed. She expected Jack to take more liberties. Jack was waiting for the right time. While Jill was pouring him a cup of coffee, he and Anne were talking. It did not take long for Jack to get to the point.

"Annie, what do your think? Can you be my sex slave?" he asked.

Quietly, Annie, with lowered eyes, said, "Jack, I don’t know. As you know I am having problems. I really appreciate your help. I find your situation with Jill to be exciting. I want all the happiness in the world for you two. I would not want to come between you. I know I am a slave at heart, however, and your proposal is very exciting. If you want me to be a sex slave, along with Jill, then I will submit. If it doesn’t work out, then we will have to do something different."

Jack watched Annie as she talked. Yes, she was one beautifully sexy woman. He would love to put a whip to her tits or ass. He could imagine her pretty face with his cock in her mouth. He also realized, that having beautiful, sexy daughter and mother sex slaves was every man’s fantasy.

Smiling with approval, Jack was pleased. Jill was on her knees beside him. She was stroking his cock through his trousers. He erection was obvious. He suggested that they adjourn to the den, where things were cozier and more private.

The two women walked ahead of Jack, arm in arm. Jill, naked with just a pair of red high heels, and Annie with her business suit, complimented by a pair of black leather, high heel pumps. From the back they made a beautiful pair. This was the promise of many good things to come.

Once in the den, Jack reclined on the couch. Jill kneeled down in front of Jack, and extracted his cock from his trousers. His cock was already at full erection. She started kissing and licking the sensitive head. Each time she would touch it with her tongue, it would throb.

Jack had instructed Annie to stand in front of him, just a few feet away. His instructions were quick and sure. She was told to remove her clothes, with the exception of her heels. Annie removed her suit coat, and then her blouse. As she removed her bra, Jack told her she was never to wear a bra or panties again, without his permission. As her breasts swung into view, he knew his decision was right. Her breasts were great. They were heavier than Jill’s, but they were firm and stood well out on her chest.

Next came her skirt and panties, along with her garter belt and hose, until she was standing naked, with only her high heeled pumps and her hands resting submissively behind her back. Jack could not believe his good fortune. A mother and daughter, both of whom were beautiful, and submissive. Both of whom were going to be his personal sex slaves. It was almost more than he could contemplate.

"Jill", Jack said, "go to the chest next to the bar and get some ropes."

Annie swallowed hard, as Jill did as she was told.

"Now, Jill, tie your mother’s hands behind her back, tightly. If you don’t do it right, you will be punished."

Jill did tie Annie’s hands, tightly. Annie gasped as the ropes bit into her wrists. It had been years since she had been tied. In a very real sense it felt good, and it was exciting. Her pussy was warming to the atmosphere.

Next, at Jack’s instructions, Jill tied Annie’s elbows, until they touched in the small of her back. Annie was a picture of erotic beauty. Her eyes were closed and her breath was coming in short gasps. It had been years since she felt like this. Her raised breasts were rising and falling with her breath. She was slowly shifting back and forth, as if waiting for a cock to enter her cunt.

"Jill, gag Annie with a leather penis gag", he ordered. This was accomplished. Annie was now totally under Jack’s power. Everyone in the room, including Jill was excited.

"Annie, welcome to Jack’s Wonderful World of Sexual Slavery. I must compliment you. You are as beautiful as your daughter, which is pretty damned awesome."

Annie lowered her eyes, and blushed at Jack’s compliments. She felt exposed, vulnerable, and most of all, she was excited. Her body was more alive that it had been in years. Her pussy was hot, and very wet. Her mind was in an erotic haze, waiting for Jack’s next move.

Jack remained sitting on the couch. Jill had returned to him and his cock. She was kneeling between his legs, stroking and gently sucking his rigid member. "Annie, the rules around here are simple. You will surrender completely to me. You have given up the right to say ‘no’. I will use you sexually in any way I see fit. I will restrain you, whip you, torture you, and fuck you to my hearts content, and at my whim. You will be severely punished if you even think the word ‘no’."

Jack continued, "You will dress exactly the way I tell you, or remained undressed as I may wish. You will never again wear underwear, and you wardrobe will be changed so that all your clothing will be tasteful, but revealing. Jill will take you shopping, and will show you what to buy. From time to time, as I wish, I will give you to others to use as I do. You have no right to say ‘no’. If you choose to say ‘no’, you will be punished, and our relationship will be over. As long as you remain with me, you are mine to do as I wish."

Annie stood there, her breasts rising and falling with her agitated breath. Her cunt aching for a cock. Her ass needing a whip. She raised her misty eyes to Jack. He was smiling back at her.

"Do you consent to be my sex slave?" he finally asked.

A tear of happiness and lust formed in the corners of Annie’s eyes as she nodded affirmatively to Jack’s final question. Naked, gagged, with her wrists and arms secured behind her back, she walked towards Jack. Her breasts were held high, and tears running down both cheeks, she accepted her slavery.

Jill helped Jack to undress. When he was nude, Jill was put on her knees, and instructed to suck Jack’s cock. Annie, as ordered approached Jack. He took her in his arms and started to kiss her gagged face, as he squeezed her breasts and teased her nipples. He examined her pussy. She was hot and wet. He continued to examine Annie, as her daughter, Jill was sucking his cock.

Jack, suddenly pulled his cock from Jill’s mouth, and told her to stand. "It is time"’ he said, "to welcome Annie to her new life as a slave." He then ordered the both of them to his "game" room.

This was a former bedroom, just off the den, which had been turned into his own private dungeon. Inside, one could find any assortment of sexual torture devices, including whips, whipping posts, nipple clamps, restraints, whipping benches, and of course, and king size bed in the corner of the room. Annie was wide eyed with wonder as she visually examined the various devices designed to torment her. Her pussy spasm caused her to shiver with excitement.

Jill was instructed to tie a suspension rope to Annie’s already bound wrists. This rope went to a pulley and wench in the ceiling. Once the rope was firmly attached, Jack flipped a switch on the wall, activating the wench. The rope was pulled upward, pulling up on Annie’s bound wrists and arms, until her wrists were pulled high up in the sir, severely bending Annie at the waist.

Annie was a magnificent sight. Bending her over like this caused her tight ass to stick out. Her tremulous breasts were now hanging, inviting Jack to torment them. Her pussy was visible between her thighs. Her legs were now strained to support her. Jacks cock leaped and throbbed at the sight of her.

Jack had Jill bring him a multi-stranded whip from the wall, along with some spring loaded nipple clamps. Jill was made to massage Annie’s nipples, pulling and teasing them, until they were hard. She then installed the nipple clamps on her mother’s breasts. A third clamp was clipped to Annie’s clitoris.

Annie was in pain. Her trembling breasts and nipples were burning, and clitoris was dancing to it’s own tune. Through all this, she knew the heat in her cunt was rising, and she was very excited.

Jack approached her. Jill was standing next to him. He reached down and fondled Annie’s hanging breasts. These breasts were firm and sensitive. She gasped as he squeezed them, and teased at the nipple clamps. Her breath was heavy and labored.

Next Jack moved behind her, and was massaging her sweet ass, and rummaging through her cunt. She was about to cum from his ministrations, and there was nothing she could do to prevent it. Finally, Jack announced that he was going to whip Annie’s ass. Jill was ordered to kneel in front of Jack, and suck his cock while he whipped her mother. Jill was quick to drop to her knees, and to take Jack’s cock into her warm mouth. Her free hands were cradling his balls, while she watched as her own mother was whipped by her lover, Jack.

Jack’s whip struck Annie’s ass. Not too hard at first, as he wanted her to become accustomed to his whip. As the whipping went on, the pressure increased on Jack’s whip until Annie was moaning from behind her gag. Jack increased the pressure again, and soon Annie was sobbing. Jack changed direction, and let his whip strike her hanging breasts, causing them to bounce and shudder. The clamps became more painful with the tit whipping. Finally, Jack returned to Annie’s ass area, specifically her cunt. His whip found its target, and Annie felt the full measure of Jack’s whip on her pussy. She screamed from behind her gag as the assault continued.

The whipping stopped. Annie’s hard breathing and sobbing could be heard, as well as the sounds of Jill sucking Jack’s cock. Jack stopped Jill just prior to him cumming. He ordered her to release Annie from the wench rope, but leave her gagged and with her arms still bound. This she did.

Annie stood there. Her face was wet with her tears. Her breasts, ass, and especially her pussy were aflame from the whip. This only raised her level of excitement. Her cunt was boiling over. This was better that she remembered. She eagerly awaited Jack’s next orders for her. Jack took the both of them in his arms and after hugging and kissing them, he moved them to the bed in the corner of the torture chamber.

Jack hugged Annie, pressing her clamped nipples tightly against his chest. Annie moaned behind her gag. While Jack continued to hold her to his body, he reached down and took the spring loaded clamp from her clit. Annie screamed into her gag. As painful as it was to wear the clamp, it was doubly so when the clamp was removed.

Annie was made to lie down on the bed, with her arms and wrists pinned under her. At Jack’s instructions, Jill tied her mother’s legs to the bedpost, spreading them widely. Jack climbed onto the bed, and positioned himself between Annie’s legs. Annie had regained her senses, and was watching breathlessly as Jack knelt between her legs. Her daughter Jill was stroking Jack’s cock, and using her mouth and tongue to excite him, making his monstrous cock harder. Finally Jack was satisfied with the turgid condition of his cock. He moved into position, and shoved his cock into her cunt with one powerful stroke.

Jack was pleased that his cock slipped so easily in Annie’s cunt. Her pussy was hot and wet, well lubricated. It pulsed, squeezing his cock as he pushed into her cunt. Annie gasped through her gag, groaning with pain and pleasure. It was good to feel a hard cock inside her again. Jack’s cock was the biggest cock she had ever felt. She had not been fucked in several years. The fire caused by the nipple clamps made her pussy all the hotter. The excitement of being bound, whipped and fucked by a man like Jack Dillon was almost more than she could handle. She was so excited that she almost passed out. She could see Jill with her hands between Jacks legs, massaging his balls as he fucked her.

This did not last very long. The passion of the moment was too great, and Annie had the first climax she had experienced in years. It was explosive. Her body heaved and quaked as she felt a cum that was so good it was painful, but a beautiful pain that consumed her whole being. The climax just kept on coming in waves, without end. At the height of her climax, Jack pulled the clamps from her nipples. This cause her cunt to spasm into a deeper climax. Annie had lost touch with the world around her. Finally, minutes later, she had exhausted herself, and came back to earth. When she regained her senses, she was still on her back, with her arms still tied and pinned under her, behind her back. Her mouth was still filled with the leather penis gag. She felt that her legs were still secured to the bedposts. When she began to look around, she realized that Jack was lying on his back next to her, while Jill, whose wrists were now tied behind her back, was sitting astride Jacks body, with his cock impaling her. She was riding his cock, lost in a world of passion. Jack had a light weight whip in his hands, and was lightly whipping Jill’s breasts. Annie watched as her daughter rode Jack to a cum to coincide with her own. Jill, after expending herself, collapsed on Jack’s chest, her body still humping his cock.

Annie watch these two lovers, master and slave, as they came down from their sexual high. Tears of happiness welled up in her eyes as she thought about how happy she was at this moment, and this place. She hoped they were as happy as she was. As she thought about what had happened to her this evening, and the commitment she made to Jack, her cunt began to ache for a cock again. She was ready for Jack’s next assault on her. She wondered what would happen to her and Jill. She wondered how deep Jack was going to take them into sexual slavery. She did not care. She was happy. Yes, her aching cunt told her, she was ready for Jack Dillon’s next assault on her.

Continued...

We continued to meet and fuck each other regularly for about a month before she had to go back to her overseas University. We parted good friends as there was no love in the partnership. We had known each other too long and done many things together, and we knew each other past too well. It happened we enjoyed each other sexually as we both had done with other partners, perhaps better in some cases but we were not destined to marry.

Her father died suddenly at an early age about a year ago. Since then Sue says her mother remained apart from her other friends. Occasionally a female friend or two would call but she never got back into the circle. The main reason for this is that they had been members of a swinging group. Evidently this ended when he died. From all accounts she didn’t want to become involved with the husbands of other women outside the circle. She believed that the guys would cause problems in their own families if they just called in for casual sex.  That was evidently a rule in the swinging group.

I continued to do odd jobs for her mother and mow their lawns in return for the use of their pool. I often saw her at the pool, always naked as was her preference. I had joined her a few times at her invitation and I too swam naked so as to keep in the swim of things so to speak. A few times I believed she had made a very oblique reference to sex when I was with her, but the age difference was considerable, almost twice my age and she was well aware Sue, her daughter and I had been sexually intimate many times.

One afternoon Alice and I we were just talking and laying back on separate lounges at poolside. She became quiet strange and was beginning to quiz me about my sexual life and experiences. She knew Susie and I had been intimate but had never mentioned my relationship with her directly. This time she came out and asked me quite intimate questions about our sexual practices together. Then she asked had I ever slept with an older woman. Now that’s for me to know and you to find out I said. I had but I was a little reticent to tell her as she and my parents talked a lot together and I thought she may have let it slip as the woman was known to both of the families. She was a divorcee and I often mowed her lawns as well and one day things went a bit further than a drink after I had finished. It is a bit of a story but eventually and I ended up having sex with her half naked on the kitchen floor and developed from there. I gathered it had been some time since she had been sexually active and she really was more than frustrated and gave me a workout more like a nymphomaniac. She really went berserk on me and was totally out of control I believed, there were times I imagined she didn’t realise I was attached to the cock she was riding. It was as I imagined somebody on drugs would be, but she showed no outward signs of being high. Afterwards she apologised and said it must never happen again, even though it was one of the most exciting experiences of her life. Then to make matters worse she said she felt ashamed and degraded that she had been having sex with me as I was only a boy.

When I left I really felt like I was some sort of ape or something. I continued to mow her lawns and she always asked me in for a drink afterwards when she paid me, but never ever did she mention our previous virtual depraved sexual encounter. It was as if it never happened.

Anyhow Alice continued to talk about sex as if we were detached from reality, she was fantasising I thought, and then she sat up and said I want you to make love to me.  I said I cant do that, hell I have slept with your daughter and I have been a neighbour for almost all my life, you are like an auntie to me. She said if you don’t I will kill myself, I have been living with a plastic cock for a year now and I want something better. I am fed up with masturbating and the men around here are all older and those who are widowed or single are the most boring old farts you could imagine. I just couldn’t go to bed with any of them and the one or two I could are married and I am not going down that path. She was obviously referring to the swinging husbands.

Come on she said I may be 40 but I am not over the hill yet I can still perform possibly better than some of the young stuff you have been fucking for a year or two. Forget you and Sue have been fucking and just think of me as Sue’s sister. I bet I can give you a better time than she does, I am far more experienced and if you play your cards right I can introduce you to a wonderful world of sex that will boggle your mind. I immediately thought now she wants me to partner her to the swingers.

Any how we talked about it for a while and she was getting a little stroppy because I was a bit reluctant. Then she noticed my cock was firm but not hard and wet with pre-cum. Ha she said I see that something is becoming interested and she came over to me and fondled my cock with her hand. She then milked my pre-cum down and immediately licked and sucked the top of my cock taking it onto her tongue. God she said I have missed that. Then without a word she looked up at me and immediately put my cock in her mouth and began to give me a truly professional oral work out. Her fingers were working me up and down and her mouth was over the top and working hard with her tongue rimming the glans with it. By now I was rock hard and I was only seconds away from cumming. I said pull off, I am about to cum, she didn’t take her mouth off me but looked up at me and said I cant wait for it and then I came with a rush and my semen pumped into her mouth in a burst of orgasmic release. I could hear her gulping as she swallowed and sucked at the same time. She wouldn’t release me and just kept going as I tried to pull away. Then she just shook her head as if to say no, and kept sucking and stroking me and in less than a minute I was hard again and she continued to suck and stroke me. Once I was hard again and she had regained control of me she said that was just the entrée I want the main course now and she said now you are going to fuck the daylights out of me. You have just cum so I reckon the next one will take a while and that’s what I want a good long fuck, I have the taste of you now and I want more and more and more.  When I am finished with you, you will be begging for more. If Sue was here she wouldn’t stand a chance against me once you have had me.

She got up and said low lay down I am going to show you what a fuck is and as I did she was over me in a second and was planting my cock into her vagina and squatting on it and I couldn’t believe how capable she was. I had never had a girl who could squat on me and work me off as she was doing. Her leg muscles must have been like springs she was going really hard on me. Then she changed position and  then started over again and I couldn’t believe anybody had that much strength. Then she turned around and lay back on her arms with her legs down near mine and I could feel the tension of my cock tightly gripped by her cunt and she was really working me off. She was grunting with the exertions of her actions, not the grunt of a woman cumming but physical grunts. I have never been fucked so capably, I usually do the major work when I am having sex, except for a girl on top who likes it like that but nobody has been so physically capable of doing what she was doing with me.  The turned over and then virtually did push ups on me with her legs together squeezing my cock every time she lifted herself. The control over her stomach and pelvic muscles must have been enormous. I could feel the tightness of her cunt squeezing my cock as she fucked me. This was something special I had to admit. Then she could see I was really enjoying myself and getting involved as much as she would let me. She had complete control over me and what she was doing.

She had now settled down to what was going to be long fuck. Now she said Suzie has never done it to you like that has she, and I said not only Sue but anybody else. I told you I would be better than any girl you have fucked before. Believe me most men I have slept with cannot believe how I do it. Do you know Ben and I used to be swingers? I said I had heard rumours, and she said I was the envy of every woman there being able to do what I do. They would even watch me doing it to their husbands. Ben was never as good as I was but the women would always seek him out for a fuck, he was good but I was the Queen of the circle. Everybody applauded me when I turned on a demonstration fuck. There were times I was fucked about 6 or more times and then would come home and want Ben to do me again. Once I got started I didn’t want to finish. I can control my orgasms and I usually wait until the guy is ready if he has been up me long enough to say I enjoyed it. Quite often I would let them cum then I could control them and bring them up again without coming out of me, I have a very strong vaginal control as you may have noticed. I haven’t done this for a while and I am pleased I am still as tight as I was. I said I have never felt anybody as tight as you and I have a few tight ones in my time. Babies she said 14 or 15 year olds I bet. How many virgins have you broken in? I said only 1. Bet it wasn’t Suzie, and I said no she was well and truly experienced by the time we got it together. Was she any good she asked and I said I had no complaints but then were just fucking, there was no emotion in it. She was a damn good fuck though, one of the best I have had, that is until today and I hate to admit it but I have never been so brilliantly fucked in my life as I have been today. She said we aren’t finished, its not over yet, we have a long way to go believe me. I never have less than three and I can’t remember my max but it would be around 12 or 14. I only stopped then because I was exhausted, not too many men can outperform me. I said I won’t argue there.

Then she said how close are you to cumming, and I said I have it under control but any time you want let me know and I will blow you away. She said in your dreams, ok lets make this a double bunger and she worked on me hard and fast and her breasts were really swinging over my face as she really got herself into the feeling. She had brought herself to the top pretty fast and I timed it perfectly and we had a mutual orgasm which was loud long and extremely satisfying.  Her cunt squeezed me tight as I pumped my hot cum out and deep inside her, she said I hope to god I don’t get pregnant with you, I haven’t been on the pill for months. Maybe I will try the morning after pill which I have never had before.  I will check my cycle tonight to see how close I am. She said it would be kind of strange you getting me pregnant wouldn’t it. What would Sue say?

I could not remember enjoying an orgasm with the woman on top like that before. It was memorable and if I made her pregnant then that would be the icing on the cake. I didn’t give a damn if I did, I knew she would get rid of it if it happened.

We both lay there with her laying on top of me as we both tried to get our breathing back to normal. Her breasts were squashed against my chest, which felt nice and I could feel her heart pumping hard as was mine. She lay there for a few minutes and then she said now I have a treat for you and she got up and stood over me and then lowered her vagina onto my mouth and said you put it in, now take it out and fortunately I had done this often enough having gone down on a few girls after I had cum in them. Many thought it disgusting when I started but never refused me again as they loved it. I then proceeded to give her a thorough oral work out swallowing the mix of her juice and my cum which tasted wonderful really. I had no problems licking her out and she cooperated in every way and pretty soon she said here I go again and had another orgasm which I could tell was as strong as any she had before with me. She held her nipples and squeezed as I could feel the contractions of her vagina as she tightened them in her spasms. She also squeezed the last of our lovemaking mixture out of her as best she could then as I was licking her again she said save some for me lover boy and then pulled off me and again dropped down on top of me and she kissed me passionately for the first time.

As her tongue wiped the inside of my mouth clean of our love syrup she said I am a real slut aren’t I, bet Sue never did that, and I said you get it right every time.

Now she said I have got to find out how you perform and I said shit I have cum three times in less than an hour, I will never make it again. Come on she said I bet Sue wanted it more than that. I said we did but it took all night not an hour.

Then she put her hand around me and gently stroked me until I actually got it up again, it only took her about 2 minutes and I couldn’t believe it.

I said I hope you are not going out tonight this will take me an hour I reckon. She laughed and said not with me it wont I can bring you on whenever I want, believe me. I got on top of her and proceeded to slowly fuck her which was great. She was warm and moist and it felt like a silk purse inside her. I have no idea how often she has been fucked but she is still as tight as the day she was born I reckon, only a bit bigger. After we had been fucking and talking for about 5 minutes or more she said lets try doggy, I like it that way too. I withdrew and she got on all fours and I entered her from behind and put my arms around her and fondled her breasts as Suzie loved me doing. I got really cheeky and said Suzie’s tits fel better than yours, and she said you bastard, and then tried to buck me off her but I held on and into her until she gave up after a few seconds. I laughed and said you asked for that, you keep telling me how much better you are at fucking than she is, so I though she would appreciate that. You are a bastard she said but come on fuck me hard and make up for it.

I wasn’t long which surprised me and I came in her from behind. As I did she backed onto me to get me right up into her. Ok she said I am now one behind, you are going to work hard to make that up. She rolled over and we lay together as I touched her breasts and she fondled my now soft cock. She said I shouldn’t let you any whee near them after your comment and I said, they are fine, better than most other women of your age I would say, but I cant speak from experience. How about your lawn mowing lady, I said I never got that far with her.

By now we were both very grotty around the pelvic area. We had been having sex for over an hour and I had cum a few times into her, even though I had sucked her dry there was still more than enough to make a mess. Come on she said lets shower together, I am sure we can make that another experience and she took me by the hand and led me to a shower which was just a shower head near the pool and we both washed each other clean. Soaping each other up and me fingering her to clean her internally had her high again as I knew where the G spot and clit were and made sure they were not left out. She kissed me under the shower than I mounted her standing up and we had a knee trembler as she came much faster than ever before. She said you know the right spots don’t you, now I am even, as I hadn’t made it. I was standing there with my erection proudly displayed so she got down and gave me another wonderful mouth job. Its about time I had a bit of a clean up down there I have been letting my hair grow again as nobody sees it any more. She said what do you prefer and I said I like some left on it but not all shaved off. Good she said its all yours to do with what you like. She got a razor from the cabinet and said ok its all yours and she sat down on a lounge and I got between her legs which she has spread wide and I performed a barber job on her, removing most of her hair but keeping a small triangle, but inverted so it was upside down like an A not a V. It looked good on her. She said how often do you shave and I said do my balls bare and trim the other hair short. I must be due for another trim shortly. She said I want to do something I did to Ben and that’s shave you bare. Would you mind if I did it for you once. I said I have never tried it bare but I would do it for you, or let you do it if you wished. I have a lot to thank you for.  She then got down and shaved every hair from my pubic region and loved every moment of it as she handled my cock and balls with tender loving care, being careful not to nick me. I had to admit it looked cool, but I knew I would be itchy for a day or so, but she was worth it. Then she said if it gets itchy come over and I will scratch it for you. You and I are going to be lovers for some time now, I shouldn’t admit it, but you are the best fuck I have had including Ben believe me. He was good but you are great. He was the best of the men in the swinging circle and he was as popular with the women as I was with the men. Somehow I am glad I have broken my contact there, I wouldn’t want to go back to that, particularly as I have you for a while I hope. I said that remains to be seen, as much as I enjoy fucking you and Sue, I don’t want to be tied down so be prepared you may have to share me occasionally or one day part forever. She said not before I have a threesome with you and Sue. That will be mind blowing. I said shit you wouldn’t expect me to do it to you both in the same bed. She said at the moment I would do it with you and anybody else around including her. If it’s good enough for you to fuck her, then its good enough for you to fuck her mother. Somehow I don’t think Sue will agree but it will be a while before she is home and heaven knows what we will be doing then.

This happened 6 months ago and we are still fucking each other like rabbits. I regularly spend the night with her now and our marathon fucks are legendary. She has told Sue what is happening. Sue wrote back telling me I was a lecherous bastard and if I wanted her mother in preference to her then she will never sleep with me again. Time will tell.

Thumping. Pumping. Kicking. Banging.

Kirsten was well tooled up. E’d and spiked and sinking into narcotic euphoria. Already her long hair was damp with sweat, and it splashed against her bare shoulders. Then the squelch of the first few beats of ‘Avenue’, punctuated by ecstatic samples from something quite different. She’d been looking forward to this festival forever. Or at least since she and her friends had booked tickets on the Net. Somewhere beyond the crowds was their tent where they’d spent hours chilling out to the sounds on their CD player, passing spliffs between themselves and giggling at the small things that somehow seemed so hilarious. Paul’s tee-shirt with the beer stain on it. So fucking funny! And Sophie’s hair. Where had she got those weird beads? But all that hanging around, chilling out, getting sorted, that was behind them. The E was kicking in, not that Kirsten was really sure with the haze of dope and booze. She was fucking having it. And fucking having it large. And fucking large it was too.

Banging. Pumping. Kicking. Moving.

Gurrh! The E was coming up. She was really rushing. She pressed herself against Barry, who as always was a bit anxious when Kirsten was coming on strong. But fuck him! She was enjoying herself. She grabbed him around the waist and they boogied together as the swirling cathedral sounds of ‘Avenue’ gave way to some record she recognised but didn’t know, vocal sounds breaking in like waves of orgasm through the dense rhythms, in tune with her body as she pressed it hard against Barry, feeling his cock stiffen through the fabric of his shorts.

Thumping. Banging. Clanging.

The sun was gradually sinking in the distance and the shadows were getting longer. On the stage the arcing, swaying bright lights became more obvious as a cloud passed in front of the sun. And then a cheer as Paul Van Dyk himself hit the stage. A few brief words from the podium while Kirsten and her friends paused in their dancing, and then at last the decks erupted as the sounds burst forth from the speakers, the heavy bass thundering across the fields as ‘Iguana’ erupted. Hard house heaven. Kirsten flung herself onto Paul, brushing her tits through her tanktop against his shiny bare chest, his hands and arms twitching with the familiar beats. Sophie was shaking up and down as the rhythms pushed through her, twitching though her from crown to toe. An ecstatic smile on her face was the dead give away that her rush was coming on stronger than ever.

Grinding. Throbbing. Pulsating.

And it was Kirsten. As always. Who was the first to pull off her tanktop and let her boobs out into the summer sun, even as it fell beneath the horizon. Kirsten gave a whoop as her round breasts with their puffy nipples and satisfying orbs came loose and swayed freely with her body as she swayed freely in the beat. She could see Paul’s stare. And she laughed. Paul was so fucking uptight. What did it fucking matter what he fucking thought? She was up for it, whatever he fucking was. Through the sweat that drained off her forehead onto her eyes she could just about see other eyes on her coming from the other dancers, but they were just the ones who weren’t really getting it on yet. It felt much better for her tits to bump and wobble and rotate and sway with the music, free as the rest of her. And fuck! What’s such a big deal about tits anyway?

Hopping. Bopping. Sliding. Gliding.

In through all the trance and hard house came a clear single note, held for a beautiful long moment, gradually building up tension, other rhythms patterning themselves within it. And then bit by bit as Kirsten and Sophie and Paul and Barry sank to the size of midgets on a small corner of the earth, in a vortex of spinning ravers, it built up inexorably and powerfully and ever greater, wave upon wave of emotion and power, to finally climax with beats so heavy and dense that Kirsten could feel her stomach give way beneath her, her long hair swaying onto her breasts and hardening nipples, the ring in her belly-button transmitting hard signals of joy. And then crescendo. Passion. Ecstasy. Emotion. The four of them almost wept as the music carried them up higher and higher, wave upon wave of overlaid beats, crashing and bashing, banging and clanging. Kirsten danced with her head up, mouth open to the sky, as a full moon appeared above her, monstrous and meaningful, the energy pulsing through her as it came onto her and crashed into her.

Grooving. Moving. Kicking. Killing.

DJ after DJ. Record after record. Mix after mix. Highs. Lows. Bass. Treble. Rhythms harder than a hammer. Sharper than a knife. Like the knives cutting into her soul. Chemical Heaven. Kirsten pushed herself against Paul again, his own top thrown aside, pressing her hot hard breasts against his hot hard smooth chest, his pierced nipple occasionally slapping against her hot hard nipple. They shimmied and swirled and pirouetted and glided. Flesh against flesh. And Kirsten’s hand on his hard cock under his shorts. So long. So thick. And such a good fuck. Kirsten smiled as she remembered their fuck last night. The four of them. Taking turns as the acid wore off and the E kicked in. Not like that shit time with K that time. Paul and Kirsten. Paul and Sophie. Barry and Kirsten. Barry and Sophie. And even for a few giggly awkward moments, while the boys ogled guiltily, Sophie and Kirsten. Was it fun? Maybe. But what the fuck! You’re only young once.

Kicking. Banging. Thumping. Jumping.

And if not then, why not now? thought Kirsten, as the sounds got fast and furious, the lights flashing over the fields and the stage, dark silhouetted DJs behind decks, films synchronised with the beat on the backdrop. A deep contorted fucked-up beat squeezed itself through the four to the floor, twisted around in her belly, sank into her chest, and released itself as Kirsten pulled Paul’s shorts down, his prick standing out tall and proud, pink and purple gloriousness, pride personified. A cock to die for. Paul was too far gone to care, but his dancing became reduced to twitching as his consciousness gradually took in what Kirsten’s tongue was doing to his prick at that moment. Slurping, glurping, gasping, gulping. Saliva and sweat. And such a fucking big prick! Would Paul come on her tits? Did she want to waste such goodness?

Thumping. Pumping. Kicking. Banging.

Kirsten wasn’t sure what she wanted. But the music made demands on her. All at once “Horny! Horny!” crashed the vocals from the mix. Cheesy but so vital. Without any more thought, Kirsten stood up and pulled down her own shorts and knickers, past her pierced crotch and its triangle of light brown hair that belied the truth of her blonde hair, down, down, eased over her bony knees and then kicked off into the grass. She was now naked, except for her light green pumps, a slim bare figure in the moonlight, the rhythms pulsating through her chemically electric frame. Naked. And not for the first time at a festival. Sophie rolled her eyes, but didn’t stop her dancing. Barry looked nervous. And Paul looked positively terrified. A few other figures momentarily paused in their dancing. And one or two exchanged comments, but not wanting to look uncool. After all, it was only nudity.

And Kirsten enjoyed it. The chill air on her burning crotch. The sweat running free down her torso, onto her bare thighs without interruption or pause. Perhaps she was a naturist at heart. But perhaps she didn’t go for all that shit. She wasn’t going to be spending her time playing beachball and table tennis. She just liked being bare fucking butt naked, and she didn’t fucking care what anyone fucking thought. If her parents could see her now. They could just get fucked like everyone else.

Scraping. Grinding. Twisting. Bumping.

And there was Paul still jumping and bumping opposite her, his prick slapping from side to side with the rhythm of his dancing. A shame to waste it, thought Kirsten, getting onto the ground, knees in the grass, hands behind his buttocks and prick in her mouth. The taste and smell was overwhelming, while Kirsten’s flesh tingled with chemical tension, the prick driving deep into her throat. But not for long. All of a sudden, it erupted into a creamy trail of come, which as his prick withdrew, splattered onto Kirsten’s chest and down his legs. Kirsten smiled as more come dribbled out of her mouth, and then without pause up with the beat, as it took her higher and higher and higher.

Pumping. Thumping. Hitting hard. Banging on. Relentless. Never ending.

And then it started to rain. Not for the first fucking time at a festival. The music continued uninterrupted. And who was on stage? Kirsten didn’t know. Didn’t care. After all those weeks comparing DJs. Was Carl Cox on? Was Judge Jules, Paul Oakenfold, Ferry Corsten, Armand Van Helden? Was it going to be blinding? Or cheesy? Or hard? Or trancey? Who fucking cared? The rain beat down gently, softer than the music, barely noticed on the sweat that already had her hair sodden and damp and lank and sticking to her bare skin. But not for long. Just a shower. Thank fucking Christ for that!

Bumping. Thumping. Kicking. Heavier. Harder. Darker. Throbbing. Banging.

How it happened, Kirsten didn’t know, but soon there were others like her, naked and boogying, clothes flung aside, more pills appearing and shared and still no break in the dancing. Kirsten bounced off Sophie, whose eyes were rolling no longer, her perky pointed nipples as free as Kirsten’s fuller rounder boobs. Barry, too, had pulled down his pants, his thin prick not as proud as Paul’s even now, shrivelled into nothing, but shaking madly from side to side. The music pounding and pulling and pushing.

Perhaps it was Barry. Perhaps it was Sophie. Perhaps it was Kirsten herself. But someone had changed the tempo in their dancing, even though the music was beating to an altogether heavier, faster beat, and they were on the grass, slightly damp after the shower, all three of them, rolling about, kissing and licking each other. And when Barry put his prick in Sophie’s cunt, in came Paul, his prick recovering its hardness and straight into Kirsten, as she wrapped her legs around him, and he thrust in and out, with a rhythm totally out of step with the music. Kirsten didn’t care. The music was now just in the background. The sounds and rhythms in her skull were red and warm and liquid and tingled with narcotic energy. What the fuck had they been taking? Or was it just how the fancy took them?

And soon there were others. Kirsten didn’t know who they were. She didn’t care. Boys. Girls. As long as they had tongues and fingers and lips and pricks where pricks counted. Above them were the shadows of others dancing and twitching energetically in the moonlight, lit up occasionally by the vast strobes of light flashing from the stage. Kirsten occasionally caught snatches of tunes as they thundered by. Was that fucking Fatboy Slim? And later she was sure she heard the distinct beat and vocals of ‘Age of Love’. Occasionally, she looked into the faces and not just the bodies of the people gathered around her in this impromptu orgy of theirs. Would she normally have allowed such a fat arsed bloke with his long hair still inside his floppy hat take her up the arse like that? But who fucking cared? It was up there. Pushing up and pushing up, while below Paul (at least she thought it was Paul) was fucking her cunt. And a girl with really short hair was licking her face and eyebrows and cheeks. Kirsten grabbed the girl’s face with her hands and tugged it straight into her mouth and tongue fought against tongue.

Sophie and Barry were also hard at it interlocked by other naked bodies, sometimes flashing purple, blue, yellow or red as the massive strobes passed by. And then back to shadows in the pale moonlight. And then the hard beats of Mauro Piccotto joined the gasps and grunts and slurps and cries of the mass of bodies, building up to a climax of action, as Kirsten herself climaxed again and again and again.

And then more easy ambient noises from the stage. Bodies sagged and swayed. Exhausted by the dancing, the sex, the sweat. Sampled beats from the orient, interspersed with low ambient vocal cries, and long low hums of sound underlaying the slower rhythm. And bit by bit, person by person, the mass of naked flesh peeled off, Kirsten writhing beneath them.

Until there was only her. Lying on the grass, as people were making their way home. Her hair was splayed about her, face on one side, breasts on the ground, and legs crossed scissor-fashion behind her. Above her stood Sophie, while Barry and Paul stood off to one side chatting and passing a joint back and forth.

“Come on, girlfriend,” smiled Sophie. “Get your kit on.”

Kirsten stood up shakily, her memory of events already fragmented and incomplete. “Did we really…?”

“Here, Kirsten, have a toke,” insisted Paul, handing her the joint. “You were really way out there.”

Kirsten put the joint to her lips and breathed in deeply. Too deeply really, as she coughed up most of what she’d taken, but not so much that the effect of the skank was wasted on her.

“We really got it on there, didn’t we? We had a real fucking time, didn’t we? It was really banging!” she said with a smile as she looked up with her clothes in a bundle in her arms.

“Yeah, babe,” said Barry with an ironic smile. “That’s the word for it. Banging!”

The Predator pulled the woman up by her handcuffed wrists and heard her grunt into the ball-gag as she tottered on her high-heels. He pushed her down the corridor to where he knew her bedroom was located at the rear or the house. He couldn't help but become excited again as he looked at her round bottom and shapely nylon encased legs as she staggered ahead of him down the hall; he started to think what he was going to do next and started to stiffen in his jeans. When he got to the bedroom door he pushed her hard so that the bitch was propelled forward and fell face down on to the bed.

The Predator looked excitedly at the woman sprawled before him on her bed; her white A-line skirt had ridden up revealing the crotch of her full-cut red nylon panties and the lacy tops of her taupe high-sheen stockings, the tops of her thighs were framed magnificently by the black lace of the nylon full-slip. He opened his fly and coaxed his member to a full erection. God he loved this!

Michele lay sprawled on her bed; feeling completely exposed and helpless. She could feel his sticky come still dribbling from her back passage and she felt so degraded lying there with her skirt riding up revealing her red nylon panties and the lacy stocking tops; she wished she had never experimented with crossdressing; it was her fault, she should be ashamed of herself. She was even more ashamed that she had orgasmed when the predator had sodomised her; "my God, when would this end," she thought. Then she heard the unmistakable sound of a zipper opening and looked up to see the man open his fly and stroke his member until it was rock hard. Michele groaned into her gag and wondered what was going to happen next; how could this animal become aroused again so fast!

The Predator jumped onto the bed beside the woman; his hard member wobbling out in front him. He undid his belt and shucked down his jeans and underwear and kicked off his shoes when his clothing bunched at his ankles then he pulled off his socks so that he was naked from the waist down. The woman lay still on the bed breathing heavily through her nose because of the ball gag in her mouth. He worked his way into the middle of the bed so that his crotch was level with the woman's face. He reached out and turned her head so that she was facing his erect penis, it bobbed up and down in front of her pretty face. This was the part he really loved, but it was also the most dangerous! He warned the woman that he was about to take the ball gag out of her mouth and if she cried out or attempted to bite he would beat her until she begged him to stop. To prove his point he slapped her once across the face. He looked into her pretty heavily made-up eyes and saw the beginnings of a single tear; then the tear ran down her face leaving a small streak of mascara. The Predator figured she had got the message and reached behind her head and released the gag.

Michele screamed inside as the man jumped onto the bed; his erection wobbling out in front him and removed his clothing from the waist down. It would have been a comical sight in any other circumstances; the man struggling out of his jeans as his cock bounced up and down in front of him; but Michele was starting to realise what was going to happen next as the man moved forward and his erection approached her face. She could smell her musk on his manhood from when he had fucked her arse and she saw a bead of clear pre-seminal fluid form at the eye of his glans. Michele could not really understand the warning he issued but when he slapped her face she understood his intent. Her face stung and her head was reeling as the man reached behind her head and ripped off the ball gag; she gasped as the gag was released and managed to say one word: "Please!" before the beast pushed his cock into her mouth and grabbed the sides of her face and held her there while he fucked her face.

The Predator had done this to all of his victims and always loved the shocked expression on their faces as his cock invaded their mouths. The woman was so stunned that she didn't even think of biting; instead her lips clamped over his shaft and her tongue began slaver around the head of his penis as she tried to eject his member without biting it. The Predator started to fuck her face; his powerful hands held her face steady as he pushed his cock back and forth between her lipsticked lips. She could do nothing, trussed as she was, except capitulate.

The Predator looked down and was aroused and excited by the sight in front of him. The woman was heavily made-up (which he loved); her pretty face was framed by her brunette hair which hung to her shoulders and fringed her brows, her eyes were outlined in back eyeliner and her lashes heavily mascared. Pale blue eye shadow blending to a shade of dark pink coloured her sparkling eyes, her cheeks were heavily rouged, defining the lines of her cheekbones, her lips were coated in with a deep plum red lipstick; and sticking out of her matronly but attractive face was his pink, hard cock. He looked down her body at her arse and legs and then slid his eyes back up again to the woman's face and began to fuck her mouth harder.

Michele was still stunned from the slap as the rubbery flesh invaded her mouth and her first reaction was to eject the foul tasting monster. She was conscious of the fact that if she bit the invading penis she would suffer badly, so she clamped her lips over the man's shaft and tried to eject it. Michele pushed her tongue onto head of his penis and tasted a male cock for the first time. It was not what she expected; it was not salty as she had read it described so many times, but more of a creamy floury taste with an undercurrent of musk. She could also taste her own lipstick and perfume, and god help her if she didn't feel a stirring in her panties as her own member began to stiffen. Then she felt the man start to push his cock in and out of her mouth, groaning with pleasure. Michele realised that her attempts to expel his member were in fact arousing the man further; her tongue slathering along his glands and her lips tight against the taut sleek skin of his shaft were in no way effective in ejecting the invading penis, they were having the opposite effect. Michele decided that there was no way she was going to be able to repel his attack and decided that she would try to excite the man as much as possible so that he would get this barbaric act over with as soon as possible. As the Predator started to fuck her face; his powerful hands holding her face steady, she started to suck on the intruding member and work her tongue over his glans as her lipsticked lips moved up and down the shaft.

The Predator used long slow strokes so that the woman could breathe through her nose in time with his thrusts; he didn't want her gagging. Her soft lips and tongue were proving extremely arousing on the delicate nerves of his manhood. He loved it when he pulled back and the flange of his glans was between her lips and then the slippery feel of her wet tongue slavering his cock as he thrust into her face. If he didn't know better he would think the bitch was encouraging him.

The Predator felt his orgasm begin as his scrotum contracted and his penis started to convulse. Waves of pleasure shot though him as he felt his semen churn out of his scrotal sac and begin to shoot along the channel inside his cock, searching for release through the opening in the eye of his glans; the hot load spurned on by the blood engorged spongy walls of his shaft contracting and convulsing. The Predator held the woman's face hard and steady; he allowed the first few squirts of his ejaculate to stream into her hot wet mouth and then he pulled his cock back and out of her mouth; the head of his cock plopping out over her lips as the first jet of hot sticky semen ejaculated out of the eye of his convulsing cock.

Michele sucked and licked the invading penis as it raped her mouth; she was increasingly aware of the gossamer feel of her silky lingerie and stockings, the taste of her own lipstick and the light caress of her hair on her face. She could not help but become further aroused; the fact that she was cuffed and vulnerable added to her pleasure and allowed her to find an excuse for her debased reaction to this invasion of her sanctity; after all what could she do? All she could do, she rationalised, was to capitulate and to try to bring this brutal action to a swift end. Then Michele realised what was happening as the man quickened his pace and she felt his organ begin to contract and convulse. Her mouth filled with warm yeasty semen; it didn't seem to spurt out of his cock as she expected it would, it seemed more to just suddenly appear in her mouth. Michele couldn't escape the eroticism of giving her first fellatio, even if it was against her will; she felt herself ejaculate into her panties again, the warm flood of her own ejaculate soaking her panties and pantyhose as she swallowed his seed. Then the man pulled back suddenly and his cock plopped out of her mouth and she felt streams of hot sticky semen start to splash onto her face.

The Predator moaned with pleasure as stream after stream of white, warm fluid shot all over the woman's face; he rubbed his cock on her cheeks, her lips and her nose; coming all over her. A long rope of semen ran from the woman's brow, across her eye and onto her nose; as his cock rubbed against her face the semen mixed with her makeup and began to make a colour palate of semen, makeup and lipstick all over her eyes, cheeks and lips. He forced his cock back into her mouth as the last convulsions of his orgasm consumed him.

The Predator sighed as the last of his issue spent into her lipsticked smeared mouth; he stared into her scared, pretty eyes, now panda-like with the mixture of semen, mascara and eyeliner smudged all around them. God he loved to do this to these stuck up matrons. He pulled his cock out of her mouth and rubbed it all over her face again, the sperm and makeup now mixing with her tears. He let go of her face as she began to sob and rolled her over so that she was on her back, face up so that she could watch his final degrading act. He moved down the bed and grabbed a handful of her pristine white skirt and wiped the congealed mess of come and makeup off his cock with it. Her skirt was stained black and red by her makeup and silvery gobs of sperm were mixed in with the mess. "That'll stain," he laughed wickedly at the stuck up matron lying handcuffed on the bed before him.

The Predator finished wiping the mess on her skirt that was now rucked around her waist, and then he noticed the stain in the front of her red nylon panties. He knew that the spend from when he had fucked her had stained her underwear, he had seen the results of his orgasm on her buttocks and thighs; but he hadn't touched her cunt yet; he was saving that for later; so why was there wet semen all over the front of her panties? Then he saw the bulge there straining against the nylon pantyhose and panty gusset and slowly but surely he realised what it was! This fucking woman had a cock!!! What the fuck????????????

To be continued...

"You’ll find out."

He pulled the sleeper berth restraint across my naked body. I’d fallen asleep without it. It was constructed from two thick nylon straps and a series of nylon ropes tied into a net. Why was he covering me with the restraint? The restraint covered a person’s abdomen so that in the case of a rollover, the driver in the bed wouldn’t fly around in the truck. But the truck was no longer moving. Nick took my left hand and started tying it with a two inch strip of bright fabric. He tied my hand firmly to the seatbelt net. He was tying me up!

"Before you start something," I said, "I have to pee."

"Good." He said, his voice thick with lust. He finished tying my hand, holding it tightly. I knew he didn’t want me to move.

"I’m not kidding. I have to pee."

"If you need to use that mouth of yours, use it for this," and he rolled on top of me and stuck his dick in my mouth. In other words, Shut up. I started sucking.

"That’s better."

It was a warm night, and I had gone to sleep naked on top of the comforter. Blood rushed into his cock, and he was quickly his full seven inches. He bent forward over me and used another strip of fabric to tie my right knee to the side of the seatbelt attachment. I sucked contentedly on his nice, rigid cock.

"You tying me up?" I asked in a rather muffled way around the stiffness of his cock.

It sounded more like "Uh ew eyiy ee uh?"

"Suck it." He slapped my pussy lightly where it glistened when he spread my legs.

I grunted. He thrust his dick down my throat a little farther. He was going to play rough! This should be interesting. I stroked him with my right hand as he jammed his length inside my mouth. I still felt groggy. But Nick was pushing me straight into very physical, energetic sex... I hoped I was in a good enough mood.

He tied my left knee to the frame of the bed. He laced the fabric carefully around it, going criss cross down to my ankles. When he finished, I couldn’t move my legs at all; he had tied them wide open. Spread eagle. He had an amazing view of my pussy. The seatbelt restraint held me down from my belly button to my neck. Except for my right hand, I couldn’t move. He started jamming on my clit.

"I have to pee, Nick." I insisted, coming off of his cock just enough to talk.

"Don’t you do it yet." He slapped me again, right on my pussy. "You get back to work-- taking care of my cock."

I heard the ping of our microwave. Nick pulled off me to stand and get something out. "Do not talk," he warned, "and you can use that hand of yours to rub that clit."

He stood by the bed until I obediently started rubbing myself with my free hand. He took one last strip of the fabric and wrapped it twice around my head, covering my eyes. Wow. He’d never tried anything like this before. Tying me up and telling me what to do. If I didn’t need to go to the bathroom so badly, this might even be a thrill! I closed my eyes under the blindfold and kept rubbing, rubbing my clit. I really did need to piss, so it was intense, in a semi-uncomfortable way.

I heard him moving, collecting things. The microwave door opened and shut. I felt my hand being moved away from my lap and he tied it to the edge of the bed. I started to say something but his dick nudged its way back inside my mouth. I held it there, sucking lightly, curious and sightless, straining to figure out what he was doing.

Down between my legs, he laid some steaming hot towels. I jerked, somewhat startled by the sudden heat, but they weren’t too warm. He clinked something against the side of a dish, and then I smelled shaving cream. He rocked his dick in and out of my mouth, then stopped with it jammed in deep, and started to shave my pussy.

I paused, delighting in the warmth of the towels and the smooth stroke of the razor. He placed dry towels underneath me. I felt the trickle of liquid as he doused me with a quarter cup of water to rinse away some fine hairs. It was a good thing I kept plastic sheeting on the bed. I’d shaved probably a week ago, but we had been driving like mad, and I didn’t take the time every time to keep up on it when we stopped for quick showers along the road. He was sudsing and stroking. It was going to feel baby smooth when he finished. He stroked the skin lightly with his fingertip.

"Still need to pee?"

I nodded.

"Don’t do it yet." He said, carefully wiping the last of the shaving cream off my labia. "That feel better now?"

I nodded. Did he want me to piss right here on the bunk?

"Good. Get back to work sucking my dick. I’m going to go ahead and tell you what I want you to do, so you better listen. Don’t squirt me until I tell you to. You understand?"

I nodded. I was entirely tied and blindfolded, and gagged by the sheer size of him. I was going nowhere until he said I could. I certainly wasn’t going to be able to stand and move away to relieve myself. I was thrilled that he wanted to issue me orders, and hoped I could hold it long enough for his game. He started rubbing my newly shaved pussy again, this time with his tongue. He darted it full force at my clit, and then dragged the width of his tongue across the pee hole where I ached to release, and darted it inside my vagina. I tried to relax into it, tried to think of something else. It was kind of a catch twenty two. If I thought about where he was spending his energy, I needed to piss. If I wanted to enjoy what he was doing, I needed to think about where he was spending his time. Right where I needed to piss. But he told me not to.

Wow. This was almost too intense.

I got busy playing my tongue on his cock. He wasn’t in real deep and he wasn’t moving it around much, so I pulled off of it where I could and started tonguing and lapping at the shaft. I couldn’t think about what he was doing down between my legs. If I did, I was going to squirt him real bad.

He poured something on my pussy. I felt an oily slipperiness. I identified the distinctive odor of olive oil as he pushed his fingertips inside my vagina. For some reason, he wanted me really wet. He pushed two fingers in and out of my vagina. Slurp, slurp, slurp. It was like he was trying to massage the muscles at the opening. He had a new intensity. Something very different. His dick was rock hard. I felt the depth of his fingers sliding all the way inside. What the hell was he doing? I was feeling so stretched, so stretched open. Then suddenly he jammed his whole hand inside my tight cunt. Wham!

His hand was buried up to his wrist inside my pussy!

"Oh." I moaned, shifting my ass what little I could to accommodate his hand. I couldn’t believe it. His whole hand. I wondered how it looked, his wrist buried deep in my cunt.

"Am I hurting you?" I heard alarm in his voice and felt his dick soften between my teeth.

"That was sudden," I mumbled, trying not to feel ripped open. I could sense how excited he was. He liked me to masturbate with especially big dildos. I wanted to be able to take his whole hand.

"You okay?"

"I told you, I need to pee."

"In a minute." I could hear relief in his voice that he hadn’t hurt me.

He pulled his dick away from my mouth as he intently watched his hand disappear inside my depths. He rocked out and back inside. He was exploring a dark side of himself, but I knew that he would quit in a heartbeat if I needed him to stop. I felt the tight pull of the muscle on the inside of my thighs as he knelt over me, fascinated, watching his hand slide in and out of my cunt. Oh I was full. He started rubbing frantically on my clit with his other hand. Rubbing my clit was a good distraction from the full feeling inside my vagina. I had to concentrate on keeping the muscles tight so I wouldn’t piss in his face. I think it was harder not to think about it, because I was blindfolded. No matter what, the feeling was right there.

His cock stiffened on its own, and swung back into my face. I started rocking my hips, taking his hand in deep, hoping I wouldn’t pee. I knew he enjoyed the view. He often asked me to masturbate and stayed seated in the driver’s seat so he could watch. Sometimes I even fucked my vibrator while he drove. He liked it when I inserted especially large dongs inside my cunt. One time, I even tried inserting a bottle. But oh my god, his hand felt huge! The walls of my vagina were being stretched to new capacity.

"Don’t you stop sucking on me." He said urgently, trying to sound annoyed.

I took him back inside my mouth. He held himself carefully above me so it didn’t jam inside too far. I used my lips and tongue to try to distract me from the wonderful click click click of his fingers against my clitoris and the sthluk sthluck as his other hand cradled inside my cunt. It was way too big for the cavity, but he was being careful to cup his fingers at an angle so I could take it. I felt like he was going to stretch me all out of shape. I wondered if I would ever be able to feel tightness around his cock when he went in there again, but my pussy was elastic enough and I exercised my kegels, so I figured I’d be okay. When he jammed his hand inside of me, it felt incredible, sunshine and shadow, one wrong move could rip me, one right move could make me come. I kept my eyes closed underneath the blindfold and fortunately, he was watching his hand and forgot that I was no longer keeping my mouth busy against his cock. I needed all my concentration to keep from cumming and peeing all over his hand.

He pulled his hand out, and I arched, straining against the ties. I was really into the fullness of his hand, then suddenly, it was gone! I was equally thrilled by the absence. Oh my god! I clenched my vagina tight and contracted against my orgasm. He said he would tell me when I could cum. The muscles on the insides of my thighs were really contracted now, and bounced with the tension of holding my legs so wide for such a long time. I felt Nick’s tongue slip back inside of my vulva, and tickle around, lapping and sucking. He moved his face and I could feel the smoothness of cheek bones and the slight prickle of beard as he moved his lips across me. He smeared pussy all over his face, rubbing his nose on me, turning his head and rubbing his ears. He wanted the cunt juices to saturate his head. I strained, arcing against the tethers that held my legs wide. I wanted to pull my hand away from the ties so I could pinch my pert nipple as he teased me.

"You gonna cum for me Baby?"

"Yes." I told him, almost shaking with restraint. "You tell me when."

"I wanna watch," he said, his voice husky, "and I want you to get me wet. But not until I tell you to."

I felt the slip of metal shears as he cut away the tether that held my right hand. He kissed my face. "Rub that pussy. I wanna see you squirt. Don’t worry about the bed. We’ll take care of that later." He licked my cheek and whispered the last words in my ear. "Cum for me, Baby."

It felt weird to masturbate right before his eyes. I couldn’t see anything, but I knew he was close to me, I could feel his breath. I couldn’t angle into any privacy. He had my legs pulled as far apart as they could go and I knew he was kneeling and watching my hand dart inside and out. He watched what I pulsed my fingers against, where I lingered, where I strained. I could sense that he was stroking himself as he watched. I could hear the catch in his breathing as he jacked it.

"Give me some dick," I begged.

"Then you better come and I better see it."

I moved my hand up to my mouth, collected some spit off my tongue. I was wet from the oils and juices, but I’d had my legs spread awhile, and there was no such thing as too much moisture. He watched me stick my fingers in my mouth.

"You like the way you taste?"

"Oh yeah." I smiled at his question, knowing he was watching my face and slipped my fingers back inside my pussy. I arched my pelvis forward and forced my legs as wide as they would go. I wished I could watch him slip his hand up and down the length of his dick. I wondered how much longer he was going to wait before he shoved that thing inside me. I’d better get busy and come for him.

I jacked my hand on my clit, reveling in the intensity, then tugged at my pee hole. He was waiting to watch me squirt, and I knew it would start with a warm trickle that would quickly get cold. "Can you put that towel back into the microwave?" I asked him. "I’m going to make a mess."

"I want you to," he whispered, intent in the game. "Come for me. Squirt it!" he urged.

It didn’t take long. He’d gotten me jamming when he put his mouth on me, and I had wanted to come at least five minutes earlier. But I wanted to come in that urgent, panting way that left my clit throbbing for five hours, so I rubbed hard knuckles against the firm bump, my breath catching higher and higher as I tried to hit it just right.

"Tear it up, Baby."

I knew his face wasn’t more than a few inches away. I felt it coming and I let it fly. It started with an orgasm, but because I was pushing so hard, there was no way I could control my bladder. I reached to cover the stream of piss with my hand so it didn’t squirt all over his face but he grabbed my hand and pulled it away. "I told you I wanted to watch."

I contorted into the depth of my orgasm, twitching and calling out. The stream of yellow fizzled when he buried his face between my legs.

I felt him lap lap lap on my clit "Cum some more," he directed. "Hey, that tastes good to me right now, Baby."

He rubbed it fervently with his tongue, breaking off and rubbing it again with his hand. There was no way I could wriggle free from the intensity. My breath caught in my throat and I started to moan, the moan climbing in octaves as he kept slamming my clit.

"Cum for me, Baby," he said.

I wanted to oblige, but I didn’t think I could. My thighs were getting sore from the position. I pulled my ass up off the bed, uncomfortable as now there was a puddle underneath, growing cold. He watched me writhing around on the bed.

Suddenly, he slipped the scissors, cold metal against my leg and cut the restraints free. He pulled the seatbelt restraint net off my body. I had ridges etched into my skin from arching my skin into the nylon ropes. I pulled my legs together, releasing the muscles. Releasing the tightness. He cut my hand free and then the blindfold. I blinked. The light was too bright after the darkness. He indicated that he wanted me to roll over, to move to a dry spot on the bed. When I did so, he stood behind me and sank his hand deep into my cunt. Oh it felt so good! I rocked back into it, taking him up to his wrist.

"Rub your clit" he urged, his voice breathless with anticipation. "I want you to cum for me again."

I was a very good girl. I started rubbing my clit. He shoved his oiled fist inside my cunt and I came over and over again. He was still rock hard.

It was going to be a long night. A long and wonderful night.

 Two hours later, I am in bed, with Kathlene who is teaching us the finer topic of sensual love making. She has a strap on, and slowly thrusts it in and out of me as I moan and grasp her body kissing her neck and caressing her breasts. After my 10 minute period, I slide out of bed and grab a dildo to pleasure my self to an orgasm.Kathlene murmurs something in my masters ear, and my master walks over and grabs me harshly. The other masters do the same, then rig us up to a fucking machine. There are three on a turntable, and we are blind folded as they swivel around. When the table stops, I am pushed backwards onto my dildo. I almost scream when I realize there are two, I am going to be double plugged. Next, I feel how large they are. Each is most likely about a foot long. I have a fleeting moment of escape, but that would take out all the fun. I let the machine start up, and the burning in my ass starts. There was no lube on the dildo. I scream through the ag as the dildo pentrates my holes slowly, rubbing through my skin and creating a painful friction. They pull out, then enter me again, faster. I moan/scream into my gag, and try to wriggle away, but each time I move, the ties move me closer so that the dildo is driving deeper into me! The dildo is going to fast, and I moan as I orgasm. Kathlene just reaches over and makes a mark on my half full orgasm card. After half an hour of this painful fucking, I am taken off the machine, and a large butt plug and dildo are placed in me by a chastity belt. Then, I am walked to lunch, hobbling along painfully, groaning as each step puts pressure on my intruders. After lunch, as I am walking back to my cabin, I am swiped from behind and a hand put on my mouth.

 I wriggle and fight, but I open my eyes, and seeing 30 boys, I quiet down. I am tied up to a table, with my ass and pussy accesible, then they take out my toys and have a go. Each one fucks me at least three times, but each time I go unconscious, they hit me as hard as they can. Finally, after a few hours of fucking, I am released, sore and tired. As I walk to my cabin, Kathlene greets me at the door, a mock angry look on her face. "You can't just run off like that! For that, we need to punish you!" And she leads me in to my bunk, where all the girls wait with strap-ons. They tie me in eagle and start fucking my sore holes. All I want to do is cry. They laugh as I scream, and fuck me until suppertime. My Dom says, "On your knees girl, your punishment isn't over yet. Don't cum, for the rest of tonight." And she plugs my ass, then slips a vibrating egg into my pussy, and turns it on. I almost orgasm, but contain myself. When I get there, Will ties me to the table and I wonder, "How much more fucking can I take in just one day?" Each time one of my group thrusts, the egg is pushed around in my pussy. They rub some tightening cream in me when they are done, and I sit down to dinner. That night, they take me back to their cabin, and I see that brian is there. As everybody except Brian and Tristan fuck me (11 guys, the have 12 a cabin) I moan and groan. When They are done, I am blindfolded and led out side. WHen I open my eyes, I see Brian and Tristan. Brian speaks "We love you and want to fuck you. If we ever want you, it will be in the staff room, because I can allow campers in there." I walk with them, my aching pussy throbbing, the vibrator not taken out yet. They fuck me slowly, and I relax, knowing that this won't hurt. Brian decides to try for a record, to get his whole cock up my ass. I know he is not allowed to, but he produces a can of lube, and thouroughly rubs his rock hard member in it, then gently slips it up my ass. I go to 7 inches fine, but then it starts to strain. He pulls out, and tells me, "Its ok, I will take you here everyother night, and by the end of camp, I am sure we can do it!" Tristan smiles as he walks me to my cabin, to be sure I don't get abducted and gangbanged again. I slip into my bed with a peaceful thought of Brian slipping his whole cock up my ass, and I smile as I slip off to sleep.

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Her submission to her e-mail master in no way diminished her self confidence or, in her own mind, her sense of independence.   She initially considered her submission an intriguing game to be played as long as it was fun.   She knew she didn’t have to do as told and what harm could come from someone who didn’t know her real identity and whom she would certainly never meet, or so she thought initially.   It would be fun to see what he envisioned for her.   So she started.   As time passed and she was rewarded with pleasure at performing each of the tasks he gave her, she began to consider each new instruction a challenge to see if she could perform it to his satisfaction.   Each time she completed a task, she felt such a sense of accomplishment and reward that she looked forward to either new challenges or to repeating others.   In this way, Nickie became his true submissive sex slave, either through his unique ability to read her true desires from her replies to him, or to pure dumb luck at finding one so completely receptive to his manipulation.  

 

Now to Nickie – in her own words:

 

I believe the greatest benefit to me in this relationship with my Master has been the realization that I can enjoy sex so much more if I know I am pleasing my partner, giving him or her pleasure thereby enhancing my own.   I still perform some version of my nightly routine of self stimulation on those nights that I am not otherwise occupied and I believe that this keeps me in a heightened state of arousal most of the time.   Through my contact with my Master I have come to realize that I simply love sex in all it’s forms and revel in the challenge of ensuring my partner loves sex with me.   As the chapter in my life that covered my years as a student, both at the university and possibly as a student of my Master’s, came to a close, I knew it was time for decisions.   But initially, I was just relieved that school was over and thought that I did not really have to make any big decisions right away.   I could just play for a while, mark time until I was ready to move on to that next chapter in my life, whatever it might be.   Well – that’s not exactly the way it turned out.

 

I had just graduated from the university that I have attended for three years.   I was looking forward to getting it over with and celebrating afterwards.   I got up that morning to get ready to go to graduation ceremonies, removed the large butt plug that I now insert each night after my routine and took my shower.   I took the small butt plug and slipped it into my ass.   I really like the feeling of being filled back there and usually have something in my ass most of the time.   I brushed my hair and applied a little minimal makeup.   Then tried to decide what to wear under my graduation gown.   The gown was black, made of relatively thin but not transparent material, floor length, and zipped up the front.  

 

‘You know,’ I thought, ‘I don’t have to wear anything at all underneath.’  

 

I mean – the gown certainly covered me and the day promised to be warm.   I might have to be a little careful when sitting since the zipper only started just above my knees, but sitting I would be able to show a bit of leg and thigh.   This appealed to me and my exhibitionist tendencies so I put the robe on and zipped up the front.   My nipples were erect from my thoughts of going to graduation this way and were quite apparent through the thin fabric.   I practiced sitting in front of my mirror.   I unzipped the top of the gown a bit to show just a bit of cleavage and looked at myself.   Satisfied, I put on my shoes, relatively modest heels, and put   the mortar board on and pinned it to my hair.   We were expected to be at the arena by 9:00 AM and it was 8:30, so I left the apartment and walked the short distance to campus.  

 

I arrived, found my place in line, and waited for the march into the arena.   I was graduating, Summa Cum Laude, with a 3.98 GPR and so was in with the group of honor graduates positioned between two guys that I knew.   We had been in a couple of the same classes together this last semester.   I had spent the night with both of them a few weeks earlier and we had gotten to know each other really well.   They were well aware of my reputation, as were many others in the arena that day.   As I arrived and took my place between them, they each gave me a hug and a kiss.   Chuck is an anachronism, a very smart guy who played on the football team.   As he hugged me, his hand went to my ass and squeezed it playfully.   I grinned and stuck my tongue out at him.  

 

“Just cool it, Chuck,” I said. “This isn’t the time or place.   Maybe later. K?”

 

“You name the time and place and I’ll be there,” he replied.   As I talked with him I felt another hand on my ass, turned and to find James, a big grin on his face.  

 

“You feel fine this morning, sugar,” he said.   “In fact, feels like I’m feeling the real you underneath that robe.   Don’t tell me that’s all you have on,” he added in a whisper.   James is another football player, big, black, and smart as a whip.   And did I mention big.   Six feet nine inches tall, 250 lbs., about 9 inches long and very thick.

 

“Of course it isn’t the only thing I have on.   See.” I pulled up the hem of the robe and looked down to display my feet. “I also have shoes on.” I smiled shyly at him from under the edge of the mortar board.

 

“My mistake, sugar.   You certainly do have shoes on.   I just hope you don’t have to stand in front of any really bright lights.   That robe’s pretty thin.”   He said, grinning more broadly

 

“Thanks for the warning, but I think I’ll be OK.   At least I shouldn’t get too warm,” I said, smiling back at him.  

 

Grinning even more broadly, he said, “Wouldn’t count on that.”

 

The music started for our processional and we began to shuffle forward to the entrance to the arena.   Chuck behind me and James in front.   As we moved forward, stopped, and moved forward repeatedly, I could feel Chucks erection press against my back.   As I bumped into James in front of me, I felt his hands cup my pussy and rub it up and down a few times.   He had his hands innocently clasped behind his back at just the right level.   By the time we entered the arena and the march to our seats picked up, I was really warm.

 

As I sat down I pulled the robe up so that it fell on either sid of my legs.   I crossed my legs loosely, as always, conscious of my Master’s instructions to never let my thighs touch when sitting.    In this way anyone sitting across from me could look up my skirt or dress, or in this case, my robe.   Of course there was no one across from me now but sitting this way has become, as I am sure my Master intended, second nature to me now.

 

As the ceremony started, both James and Chuck reached over and each one put a hand in my lap.   I uncrossed my legs and spread them a little.   I covered both of their hands with mine and it looked like we were just holding hands, but beneath my hands, theirs were busy, stroking me.   I adjusted my position to allow them better access and tried to keep from squirming around too much.   But eventually, as we waited, I WAS squirming all around on that chair.   I let out a low moan and pushed both of their hands away.  

 

“Sorry, guys.” I whispered,   “But you were going to cause me to make a scene.   You already have me so hot I’ll be lucky to be able to walk when its time to get my diploma, not to mention the wet spot that’s now on my robe.”

 

“You think you’ll have trouble walking?   Try it with the boner that I have right now,” James whispered back.   Knowing James’ size in that area, I could imagine, but just grinned at him as Chuck chuckled quietly.

 

Before I knew it we were standing in line waiting for our name to be called for us to climb to the stage and receive our diplomas.   Chucks name was called.   Then I heard “Nicole Renee Schau, Summa Cum Laude”.   I climbed to the stage and walked to shake the hand of the President of the university and receive my diploma.   He smiled and shook my hand as he handed me the orange case containing my diploma.

 

“Congratulations, Nickie,” he said as he held my hand.   To my surprise, he continued, “I hope you realize that you are a special young lady, a pearl as it were, and the world really can be your oyster.”   He continued to hold my hand, expecting some comment from me I suppose.   I was so surprised that he seemed to know me that I really didn’t know what to say.

 

“Thank you, sir,” I managed, “I appreciate that a lot.”   I tried to disengage my hand from his but he held it a moment longer.  

 

“I know that class rankings have not been made public yet but wanted to tell you personally that you are ranked number one in the class of 975 students.   Again, congratulations and best wishes, Nickie.”   He released my hand.   I stood somewhat dumbfounded.  

 

“Wow!” I said somewhat breathlessly.   It was all I could say.

 

“Yeah, WOW is right,” he said.

 

I turned and left the stage.   I didn’t want to stay for the rest of the ceremony.   I had some big celebrating to do.   I turned right at the exit and walked out of the arena and went straight to Dave’s.

 

 

Observations:

 

Zantha had arrived in the little college town that morning, driving up from Atlanta .   She was looking for Nickie but all she had to go on was the fact that she frequented a bar where the owner’s name was Dave.   She had a room reserved at a local motel but didn’t intend to use it unless she couldn’t find Nickie.   She drove through the small downtown, passing several bars, obviously catering to the college crowd.   She parked and entered one of the smaller taverns, reasoning that Nickie wouldn’t choose a big place.   She walked to the bar and took a vacant seat at the end.  

 

Zantha was a striking brunette.   She was about 5’4” tall, her dark hair was glossy and straight, cut to the shape of her face, parted in the middle and curving in softly at the nape of her neck.   Her eyes were pale, lined with black, her mouth wide and sensual.   Men noticed her.  

 

The men in the tavern noticed her as she entered and walked purposefully to her seat.   The bartender came over and asked, “what can I get you, ma’am?”  

 

“A glass of Chardonnay, please,” she answered.   He served her the glass of wine and returned to the other end of the bar where he was watching a television with several other men.   Apparently they were watching the graduation carried on one of the local cable stations.  

 

“Hot damn, it is her.   It was Nickie.   You see how long he’s taking with her,” one of them said.   Zantha was immediately interested in the conversation.   She glanced up at the TV to see a tall blonde girl leaving the stage.   Of course.   Nickie was graduating this semester.   That must be her

 

“Yeah,” the bartender replied, “she’s supposed to be some sort of brainy bitch and I guess she must be.   I don’t understand why she is so wild, or how she does so well in school all things considered.”

 

Zantha quickly finished her wine and signaled the bartender for another glass.   As he delivered it she said “What was that about the girl who just got her diploma?   I assume you guys know her and, as it happens, I’m looking for a girl named Nickie regarding a legal matter.   Can you tell me where I could find her?”

 

“Yeah, sure.   My name’s Jimmy by the way and, yes, we do know Nickie around here.   She just graduated in the current senior class with all sorts of honors.   That’s what we were talking about.   So she will probably be looking to celebrate a bit .   You can probably find her at Dave’s later.”

 

“Well Jimmy – I’m Zantha, and yes, I understand she frequents Dave’s quite often.   Can you tell me how to find it?” Zantha asked.

 

“Well, you are almost there,” answered Jimmy.   “Dave’s place is just around the corner, off the main drag.   Take a left out the door here, then left at the next street and go about two blocks.   Dave’s is in the middle of the next block on the left.   Can’t miss it.”

 

“Thanks a lot, Jimmy,” said Zantha as she smiled inwardly.   This was going to be easier than she had thought.

 

In her own words:

My hurried walk to Dave’s took only a few minutes and as I entered Dave spotted me, jumped the bar and grabbed me in a bear hug, lifted me off the ground and slung me around.   “Damn woman, graduating with honors.   You are something else gal – you must be about to bust with pride!” Dave shouted.   Others at the bar were clapping and cheering.

 

“Jeeze, thanks Dave – and all you guys.   Yeah, I am pretty happy about things right now.   I can’t stay though.   Gotta go get outta this robe.   Just wanted to stop by and show you my diploma and what a real graduate looks like,”   I gushed.

 

“Well they coulda given you a prize for being the prettiest too.   Thanks for coming by and showing us your all dressed up self..   You be back later I hope?” Dave asked.

 

“Sure – soon as I get changed I’ll be back.”   I told him as I gave him a kiss and turned and left for my apartment.

 

Observations:

Nickie rushed to her apartment and changed.   She took off the robe and chose a mini skirt that barely covered her ass.   No panties.   An almost sheer blouse that buttoned up the front with no bra.   She left the top three buttons undone.   She applied minimal makeup as was her habit and left for Dave’s

 

As soon as she arrived she could see Dave at the bar.   He looked at her with a serious expression.   She could tell he was concerned about something.

 

“What? What’s wrong?” she asked as she sat at the bar.

 

“See that gal in the booth over there?” He said.   “She is here to see you.   She said she was here to meet you at a ‘Kim’s’ request.   Isn’t that the name of the guy you’ve been e-mailing with?”

 

Nickie was surprised.   She looked over and saw a beautiful brunette sitting in the booth.   “Kim? Yeah, sure, that’s him.   You sure she said ‘Kim’?” I asked.   “I don’t know what this is about but I better find out.”   She said as she turned to go to the booth.

 

“Take care, girl.”   Dave said as she left the bar.

 

Nickie walked to the booth and stood beside the woman.   “I understand you are looking for me – and that you are here at Kim’s request?   Are you really from Kim?,” she asked.

 

“Ahhh, Nickie.   Sooooo nice to meet you at last.” The brunette said.   “Yes, I’m here at Master Kim’s instructions.   Have a seat and I’ll tell you all about it.” She said.

 

Nickie took a seat opposite her.   Smiling she said, “You are as beautiful as your pictures.   Master wanted me to see if I could find you and verify the things you have told him.   From what I have found out, it seems, so far at least, that you have been truthful.   Relax, Nickie, I’m a friend.   My name is Zantha.   I don’t want to do anything you don’t want to do but we do need to talk.”

 

Nickie didn’t know how to respond.   Here was a personal contact with her e-mail master.   Something she had not planned on.   But she was intrigued with the idea of finding out more.   “OK,” she replied, “I don’t know you or how you found me – but I’m willing to listen.”

 

“Oh Niickie, it was pretty easy to find you.   There isn’t but one large university in this part of the state and we knew you frequented ‘Dave’s’, sooo ----.   Anyway, whatever happens from here on out will be up to you.   Now do not interrupt.   We DO have things to discuss.   Speak only in response to a question, understood?”

 

“Ohhh Kayyyy,” said Nickie, hesitantly.

 

“Alright,” began Zantha, “Our Master thinks it is time for you to experience hands on training.   I have been in Atlanta on a business trip for him and since I was going to be so close, he thought this would be a good time to start, especially since you have just finished school.   Now let me outline the proposal for you.   You do not have to agree but if you do not, all contact with him or me will cease.   You may agree initially and then at anytime during the course of your hands on training you may decide to quit, but again, all contact will then cease.  

 

“Now, your training.   It will begin with me, starting here and now.   I will stay here with you for one week giving you an idea of what your training will be like.   Then, assuming you continue, we will visit Master Kim himself.   He plans to be in the Atlanta area starting a week from tomorrow.   Your training will not include any serious physical harm but may involve minor punishment, at my or our Master’s discretion, from time to time if warranted.   You must obey all instructions without question or hesitation.   You will inform Dave that you are under my care from now on and unless you tell him differently at some future date, he is not to expect to see you for a while.   You may tell him you will contact him once per week, if you so desire, to ease his mind about your well being.   Do you understand all that I have said so far?”

 

“I think so,” said Nickie, “but will any of this be in writing?”

 

“The contract you have already signed is all that we need.   You have already agreed to this.   Even though this is the first hands on contact you have had, the contract remains in force and applies to in person contact as well as e-mail contact.   Any more questions?   -   No?   Well, what is your answer.”

 

Surprised at the abrupt tone, Nickie says, “Now – you want my answer right now?   Can’t I have a little while to think about it?”

 

“Nickie, I asked if you had more questions and you did not respond.   Now you ask another question.   Not good, Nickie.   But yes, you can have a little time to think about your answer.   Sit here and think while I go to the ladies room.   I will tell you this.   If you do not accept this proposal, you will, in my opinion, be missing a wonderful life experience, one I truly believe you will enjoy.   I will expect your answer when I return.”   With that, Zantha leaves the booth.  

 

Nickie isn’t sure what to do.   The thought of actually having a Master, or in this case, a Mistress, direct her actions is titillating.   She really does not have any definite plans for the immediate future, and, she thinks, she can always quit if things get too kinky.   OK. She decides to do it just as Zantha returns.

 

“Your answer,” Zantha says as she resumes her seat.

 

“”Ok, I’ll do it,” says Nickie.   “Should I go tell Dave now?”

 

“You will tell Dave when I tell you to tell Dave.   You will not do anything at all this week unless directed by me, and that includes speaking unless I ask a question or give permission.   Is that understood?”

 

Nickie nods mutely.  

 

“Now, stand here in front of me.”   Nickie gets up and stands in front of Zantha.   Zantha reaches over and lifts Nickie’s skirt.   “Good.   No panties.   Just as I expected from what you have told our Master.   You are a slut, Nickie.”   Leaving the skirt raised, Zantha grips the front of Nickie’s blouse and pulls her forward making her bend at the waist.   She unbuttons all of the buttons on the blouse and then ties the front together, folding the collar and sides of front of the blouse under to expose most of her chest.   Nickie’s nipples are just covered, the sides of each breast exposed, straining against the tight material.  

 

“Remain in this position.” Zantha says as she releases her hold on the blouse.   She reaches into her briefcase, pulls out a red nylon dog collar and fastens it around Nickie’s neck.   “I see you wear our Master’s onchk.   Good.   He will be pleased.   Now   you will also wear his collar.   Now one more thing.” She says as she retrieves a slender gold colored chain from the briefcase.   It is light in weight, about 5 feet long with delicate links, but quite strong.   She attaches this to the collar.   “Stand.” She says.

 

Neckie   stands, the chain looping down, its end in Zantha’s hand.   “Pull your skirt down you little tramp.   You want to get arrested?” Zantha hisses.   Nickie does as instructed.   “Now let’s go see Dave.”

 

Zantha rises and leads Nickie to the bar. “Tell him.” She says to Nickie.

 

Dave sees them and comes over to them at the bar.   “Need something, ladies?” he asks, his expression one of concern.

 

Nickie tells him that she is going to be with Zantha for a while and unless she tells him differently at some future date, he is not to expect to see her for a while.   She does tell him that she will contact him once per week to let him know she is ok.

 

With that, Zantha pulls on the chain and they head for the door of the bar.

 

  ********************

In her own words:

 

We arrived at my apartment in our separate cars, she following me.   As I got out of my car she opened her trunk.   “Get the bags and carry them for me,” She said.  

 

I did as I was told.   There were two bags, one obviously her suitcase, the other like a tool satchel.   As we approached the steps, me struggling under the weight of the two bags, she told me to stop.   I stopped and turned toward her.   She looked at me appraisingly and then reached down and pulled up my skirt and tucked into the waistband, exposing everything below my waist   My ass and pussy were now on display.

 

“Much better,” she said.   “Now onward and upward.”

 

I climbed the stairs in front of her as she looked at my bare ass wiggling up the stairs.

 

“OK, open the door.” she said as I set the bags down and got my key.   I opened the door, picked up the bags and we went inside.   As I placed the bags on the floor of the living room she said, “Where is your computer?”

 

“In the extra bedroom.   I use it as sort of my study area.” I replied.  

 

“Show me.” She said.   We walked to the extra bedroom and Zantha sat at the desk in front of the computer.

 

“OK, take the suitcase and satchel and put them in your bedroom.   Then come back here.”   I did as I was told.  

 

When I returned, she looked at me with a smile on her face. “Now let’s see whether you remember one of the easy commands.   Strip, Nicole.”  

 

For some reason I was nervous.   Don’t know if I was afraid she wouldn’t like what she saw or if I was just embarrassed.   I have undressed before so many others that I should not have minded at all, but this was the first time I was doing it as the result of a direct command from someone else.   It didn’t take me long to remove the few pieces of clothing I had on – my top, skirt, and my shoes and socks.   Nervous, I did it as slowly and sexy as I could, mindful of the instructions relating to this command. Then I stood in front of her.   She looked at me appraisingly.

 

“Not bad, Nickie.   You are quite pretty.   But your striping technique can use some work.   Remember, it should be a strip tease, sensual, intended to arouse the watcher.”   She continued, “Now, while you are in this apartment, you will wear nothing, except,” she paused, smiling at me, “shoes.   I understand you do own a pair of heels? Get them.”

 

I went to my closet and carried the 3 inch heels I had purchased at my Master’s instruction back to her.   Though I had bought them some time ago, I rarely wore them and was not particularly comfortable in them.

 

“Let me see them.”   I handed them to her.   “Well, these will have to do for the time being.   I’ll get you a new pair.   In fact I will need to do some shopping for you later as well.   For now – put these on.”   I took the shoes and started to sit down beside her on the sofa.   “No.   Either stand   or sit on the floor.”   I sat on the floor and put on the shoes.   “Now stand.” I did.   “We are going to have a lot of rules while I am here with you this week.   That’s the first.   You are not allowed to sit on any piece of furniture.   You will either stand or sit or crawl on the floor.   A few others.   You will be nude at all times while in the apartment unless I direct otherwise.   You will speak only when spoken to and then only to answer a direct question.   During the day you will at all times wear those shoes until I can get you another pair.   At night you will wear a special shoe that I have brought for you.   You will keep your gaze directed at the floor unless otherwise instructed.   Understood?” she said.

 

I nodded my understanding.   Zantha moved the chair to the side of the desk and motioned for me to stand beside her.   We were both facing the computer and she put her arm around my waist.   “Show me how you connect to the internet,” she said as she stroked the side of my hip.   Her hand dropped to my ass and then to the inside of my thigh, lightly running her hand up and down from my knee to just below my pussy.   Such a light touch.   It felt wonderful

 

As she continued to stroke me, I leaned over and clicked on the browser icon calling up the connection screen, then clicked the connect button.   My home page came up.   “OK , now to your e-mail program,” she said.   I called up my e-mail.   “Alright, now just stand there.”

 

I stood back as she typed in a message to Master Kim.   I could read over her shoulder.   She let him know that she had arrived and that things were ‘going according to plan’. She signed off and turned to me.  

 

“Now, let’s see how well you are doing with your commands.   Inspection back,” she ordered.

 

I got on the floor beside her and lay on my back with my legs spread wide and   used my hands to pull my cunt open.   It was very obvious that I was quite wet, a result of her touching me earlier combined with the experience of having her there and actually giving me orders.   I was surprised at how turned on I had gotten just from having this stranger in charge of me.  

 

“Very nice,” she said.   She bent over me and touched me on the knee, then slowly with a light touch, very slowly and with a very light touch, trailed her finger tips up my thigh, trailing over my hands as I held myself open for her view, then on up over my rib cage to my right breast.   Slowly and ever so lightly she traced a circle around my nipple.   I didn’t think it could have gotten any more errect, but at that touch, it did.   Her fingers were like sources of electric current activating my senses, I uttered a low moan and my hips involuntarily moved up, my fingers wanting to rub my clit.  

 

“Now just hold that position and stop your squirming.” She said as she continued to stimulate my nipple.   She moved her hand to the left breast and circled that nipple.   Both nipples were as hard and erect as they had ever been.   “Not bad, but we do need to do a little maintenance here.   Master likes very prominent nipples.”

 

With that she got up and moved to the satchel, opened it and retrieved a small container.   She opened the container and extracted what appeared to be two small rubber tubes, each about a half inch long.   Additionally from the satchel she removed a small tool which looked like a slender metal tube with a small claw on one end and a button on the other end.   She took one of the rubber tubes and threaded it over the claw end of the metal tube, then, returned to me.   I watched as she put the claw end of the tube over my right nipple and, pressing the button to open the claw, grabbed my nipple with the claw and pulled it away from my chest, elongating it.   The claw had a non slip coating covering it that grabbed without piercing the skin but held very tight, pinching the end of my nipple somewhat painfully as she pulled on it.   She then rolled the rubber tube off the metal tube onto my nipple.   The rubber tube was now encasing my nipple and a portion of the areola.   The end of my nipple protruded slightly from the end of the rubber tube.   She repeated the process on my left nipple.  

 

“These are special nipple clamps designed by our Master,” she said.   “They are am improved version of what are sometimes called sweater bumpers.   I have a few other pieces of special equipment which he has designed as well.   Now lets run through the rest of the commands”   She proceeded to list each command that I had been given to memorize and as she stated each command I assumed the appropriate position, ending with the Display command.   I stood in front of her with my feet spread shoulder width apart, my hands behind my head, fingers interlaced and eyes downcast.  

 

“Not bad, Nicole,” she said.   ”Now a few more instructions.   You will address me as Ma’am.   I’m not your Master, just a surrogate.   But you will follow my instructions as if they were from him.   You have progressed well but you lack some basic training.   You so far have tried to please your partner on your terms, and have been pretty successful, I’ll admit.   But you still have yet to obey direct commands from your partner, whether he or she be your Master or not.   So – I’m going to try to remedy that.   You will wait here until I return,   and we will see what happens then.   I will choose some appropriate attire for you to put on after I leave. You will then wait for my return    When you hear me knock on the door you will unlock it and immediately fall to your knees.   Do you understand?” she asked.

 

“Yes Ma’am.” I replied.   Zantha went to my closet and removed all the blouses that buttoned up the front.   She took a pair of scissors and removed the top three buttons from each one.   She chose one of the sheerest ones, put it on the bed and returned the rest to the closet.   Next she looked at all my skirts, found a very short pleated skirt and placed it on the bed.  

 

“Wear those with your shoes, nothing else.   When I return I want you to be on your knees when you open the door.   I’m not sure who, if anyone will be with me, but you are to treat any and all as your masters.   Also, get that large exercise mat out and put it in the middle of the room.   We’ll use that as your stage for the evening.   Understand?” She said.   I nodded and she   turned and left.   I heard the door open and close.   I went into the living room and looked around.   I was alone.   I took out my exercise mat, a large padded vinyl covered mat and placed it in the middle of the room.   My stage???

 

 

Observations:

Nickie, dressed in the chosen outfit, waited alone in the apartment as instructed.   Several hours later she heard several footsteps approach her door, then a knock.   She, on her knees, opened the door.   As she knelt there she looked up to see men entering the apartment.   Five men.   They all looked at her as they entered.   All were young black men.  

 

Zantha closed the door. “Meet some friends I met while I was shopping.” She said.   “I was at the local adult novelty shop and ran into these guys.   Well, actually just two of them, but they were nice enough to agree to help us out by inviting some of their friends along.   I have told them about your desire to serve and submit and are in training to do just that.   They have graciously agreed to help with your training by allowing you to serve them.   I will observe and see how well you please them.   Assuming you perform satisfactorily we can proceed with our other plans.”  

 

The men looked at Nickie kneeling on the floor as they entered, walking around her and making comments to each other.  

“Hot damn, lookit that.”

“Yeah, looks good enough to eat, don’t she”

“Yep, and I’ll just bet she can suck a mean cock.   Look at that cute little mouth, open and ready.”

“Hell, that ain’t the only thing open and ready from the looks of her”

“You got that right”

 

Zantha grinned at their comments.   “You boys ready to use this slut?” she said.   “You can use her in any way you want.   You can tell her to do something and she will do it, or you can just do it to her in any way you want.   The only thing you cannot do is seriously hurt her.   She must be in reasonably good condition when you finish.   But, short of serious physical harm, you can do anything you want with her.   Any questions?”

 

A chorus of “No, man”,   “Gotcha”,   “Right on”, was the response as the guys gazed at the submissive Nickie on the floor.  

 

“All right.   Nickie – crawl over to the mat” Zantha instructed, “I will observe from the corner over there.   If any of you do anything that looks like it might seriously harm the slut, I will tell you and you will   immediately cease.   And if you do not, I assure you, I CAN enforce my instructions.   I expect you doubt that – but it would be best not to test me,” she told the men, staring at each one in sequence as she spoke.   Her level gaze invited no response, and, as slight as she was, the men had the feeling she could and would back up her threat if necessary.

 

“Now, use her” she said.

 

Nickie had been on her Knees the entire time and just hearing Zantha tell the men to use her the way she did was turning her on.    Dressed in the outfit Zantha had proscribed, eyes downcast, she looked the epitome of a submissive.   Zantha was pleased.

 

“Nickie, raise your skirt.   Show them your pussy.   Assume the inspection back position.   Show them what a submissive slut you are.”   She said

 

Nickie leaned back and, raising her skirt, spread her legs and used her hands to open her pussy for their inspection.  

 

“Son-of-a- bitch.   She’s jus fine.” One guy said.

 

“Betcha ass.”   Another said.   “Hey baby – you gonna do us all?   I got somethin for you.   You gonna like it.”   He said as he unbuttoned his pants and lowered them, exposing, what was to Nickie, a beautiful cock, semi rigid.   He straddled   her and sat on her chest and gently slapped her mouth with his cock.   He held it to her mouth and fed it to her as she lay on her back.   Nickie opened her mouth and sucked it into her oral cavity.   Still holding her pussy open, she sucked on the cock as it became totally erect.   Another of the men moved between her legs.  

 

“I love that little pussy of yours, slut.”   He said.   “I want some of it.”   He was nude from the waist down, his large black cock hanging limply from his crotch.   “But baby, I gotta have more – finger yourself.   That’s it. Turn yourself on, make it wet.”

 

Nickie was already so wet she didn’t need to stimulate herself any more, but she did.   And the cock of the guy between her legs raised to attention.  

 

“Oh yeah, baby.   That’s it.   Rub that thing.”   He said.   Nickie’s pussy was glistening with her juices.   As the man inserted his cock Nickie encircled his cock with the fingers of her right hand while her left continued to spread her pussy.   She let his cock slide between her fingers as it entered her, moving her hand as it approached the hilt.   God, this cock was larger than any she had ever had before.   She grunted around the cock in her mouth as the one in her pussy plumbed her depths.

 

Nickie was sucking the first guys cock, taking all he had.   “Oh man, can she do a cock.”   He said.   “Jesus, I’m gonna get my rocks right now if she don’t stop.   Bobby Joe, Get off of her.   We gotta work together here.”   He pulled his cock from her mouth as Bobby Joe, the guy fucking her, pulled out of her pussy.   “Turn over slut.”   Nickie obeyed and turned, onto her hands and knees.  

 

Bobbyu Joe, now behind her, said. “Oh, that’s nice.   A full view of that sweet pussy and ass.   I’m fucking this bitch.”   With that he thrust into Nickie’s waiting pussy.  

“Hey ass hole.   Wait a minute.   We gotta get her to do us all.   Like at the same time, right?   She ain’t through sucking my cock but we need you, Bobby Joe, to get under her if we gonna do this right.”  

 

“OK, Jimbo. “said Bobby Joe.   He moved to beneath Nickie and pulled her down onto   his erect cock.

 

“All right Sammy, you get over her and shove that thing in her ass.” Jimbo said.    Kneeling next to Nickie’s head as she lay on top of Bobby Joe, he grabbed her by the hair at the back of her head and pushed her head down on his cock.   Nickie sucked the huge black monster into her mouth as Jimbo forced her to take it deep.   She felt the head of his cock slide past her vocal chords, deep into her throat.   At the same time she felt Sammy enter her ass.  

 

Nickie had had all her holes filled like this before but this was different.   Before it had been with guys who were much less well endowed and she had always felt she had a choice in the matter.   Now she was taking three massive cocks and doing so as an act of submission to, both, the men and Zantha.   It may seem a small difference to the reader, but to Nickie, the act of direct submission was infinitely more erotic.  

 

She held her upper body off of Bobby Joe by supporting herself with her hands on the floor.   Bobby Joe and Jimbo were both squeezing her tits as she was fucked in all three holes.   However there were two other guys in the room.  

 

“Alright, Jacko, you and Billy come stand here beside her head.   OK, slut, use your hands to jack these two hard cocks off.”   Jimbo ordered.   Her upper body was no longer supported by her hands as she was forced to raise her arms and grasp the two cocks offered beside her face.   Jimbo controlled how she sucked his cock as he pistoned her head up and down by grasping her hair and pulling her head up then letting it fall back down on his huge cock.   With the weight of her upper body supported only by her mouth on his cock, his cock would enter her mouth to the hilt each time he let her head fall.   She could breath only when he raised her head and was becoming light headed from lack of oxygen.   Nickie was surprised to find that this actually intensified the sexual stimulation of her body.  

 

Zantha observed from the corner of the room.   As the action intensified she said, “OK, guys, you can cum in her or on her whenever you wish, however, make sure that each of you cums somewhere on her body at least once tonight, preferably on her face, in her hair, or on her tits.   But anywhere is ok.   I just want her covered in cum when you finish with her.   Everyone understand?”

 

All of the guys replied that they understood by nodding, grunting, or gasping out a response.  

 

Amazingly, Nickie was satisfying all five men at the same time.   As Bobby Joe and Sammy each reached orgasm at the same time they unloaded their cum inside Nickie’s cunt and ass.   Jimbo pulled her head away from his cock as he erupted onto her face.   Jacko and Billy each took control of their own cocks and spurted all over her head, in her hair, her ears, and down the back of her neck.   As they all climaxed within a few minutes of each other Nickie collapsed on top of Bobby Joe, with Sammy lying on top of her.   Too exhausted to move they lay there as Zantha applauded from her corner.  

 

“Excellent performance.” She said.   “You guys rest up a bit and then have another go at her if you want.   I need to go do a little work in the next room.”    Zantha left the room and went to the computer where she logged on to Nickie’s e-mail account and sent their Master a message reporting that things were progressing nicely and that Nickie had, in her opinion, truly become the slut slave he had hoped for.   He replied at once that he was pleased.   He had arrived in Atlanta   two days ago, earlier than expected.   Zantha was to bring Nickie there on Friday, two days from today.   When she had signed off the computer she walked back into the room where Nickie and the men were.

 

Nickie was sitting astride Jacko with her back to his head and his cock buried in her ass.   Jimbo was sitting to one side slowly stroking his huge cock and watching as Sammy knelt in front of her and, squeezing her tits together, tit fucked her as she bounced on Jacko’s cock.   Billy and Bobby Joe were standing on either side of her head feeding their cocks to her as she sucked both at the same time, stretching her mouth grotesquely.   Nickie was uttering little grunts and squeals as she was used by the four men.   As Zantha watched, Jimbo jacked his cock faster and faster as he walked over to the squirming mass of bodies.   He stuck his huge cock in just under Nickie’s chin just as his cock erupted, emptying a massive amount of cum on and between Nickie’s tits.

 

“Wow, thanks Jimbo, that’s great – makes her tits really slick,” said Sammy.   With the extra lubrication and Nickie’s increased tempo in Jacko’s cock, Sammy shot his load from between her tits and up over her face.   Nickie had the two cocks in her mouth and Sammy’s cum landed on her eyes and several spurts entered her nose.   She pulled away from the two cocks in order to breath just as they both emptied their loads onto her hair, face, neck and breasts.   She was covered in cum, as Jacko finally shot his load into her ass.   Nickie had never felt so depraved.   She had been covered in the cum of these strangers once, then now a second time.   She smelled like cum. She tasted cum.   She felt cum running down her body, out of her ass hole, out of her pussy, down her thighs.   She collapsed on Sammy totally exhausted.   The guys were not in much better shape.   They all dropped to the floor and lay next to Sammy and Nickie.  

 

“God, that was some fine fucking.” Said Jimbo.  

 

“Man, you got that right.” Said Sammy.   “I ain’t never been so wore out.   This bitch is like a dog in heat.   But I think we sorta put out that fire for a while anyway.”   He grinned at the other guys who just nodded.

 

Zantha was pleased with Nickie’s performance.   Now she had to get rid of these men and get Nickie ready for the next phase.  

 

“OK, guys.   Party’s over.   Get up, clean up if you want, get dressed and leave.   Nickie and I have things to do.” She said.  

 

Jimbo said, “Bull shit.   We just got started.   I want more of this bitch tonight.”

 

“Jimbo, I told you not to test me.   Now get up and do as I said,” replied Zantha.   She stared at Jimbo who smirked and stayed where he was on the floor.   Zantha walked over to him and stood above him.  

 

Jimbo reached over and stroked her leg.   “How bout you and me babe.   You ain’t got no lovin yet tonight,”   he said.  

 

Zantha reached down, grabbed his hand and, with incredible strength for a small woman, squeezed his middle finger in such a way as to cause Jimbo to yelp with pain.   “Listen ass hole,” she said as she kept him immobile, “I don’t want to break this finger but if you don’t stop fucking around with me, I will.”

 

“Ok, ok, just let go, jeeze that hurts,” he said.   Zantha let his hand go and Jimbo got to his feet, as did the other guys.   Sammy moved behind her and grabbed her around the waist.   “Now let’s see who breaks what,” said Jimbo.   Nickie watching from the floor, saw Zantha’s expression.   As if bored, she just rolled her eyes.

 

“I’m sorry guys, but you are not playing according to the rules.   You’ll have to be taught some manners.”   With that Zantha became a whirling machine of destruction.   She elbowed Sammy in his nose, causing him to let go.   She kickied Jimbo in the groin, and as he bent over grabbing his balls, she kneed him under the chin.   Jimbo went down.   She twirled, kicking each of the other guys in sensitive spots sending them sprawling to the floor.   In thirty seconds all five men were lying on the floor either unconscious or dazed and nursing wounds.  

 

“Now, get up and out. NOW!,” she said.   “Pick up your trash and take them with you.”

 

Those that could got to their feet and helped those that had been knocked out.   As they all regained consciousness, they silently, helped each other get dressed and leave.   As he was leaving, Jimbo turned, smiled at Zantha, and said, “You one feisty lady and I guess we got no beef.   Recon we had it coming.”

 

Zantha closed and locked the door after they had left.    She turned to Nickie, still on the floor, still covered in cum.   “Well, my dear, did you enjoy that?” she asked as she smiled at Nickie.

 

Nickie was still feeling the last vestiges of her last orgasm.   “Yes, ma’am.   I did, very much,” she replied, coloring a bit with embarrassment, unsure of why she felt embarrassed.   Perhaps, she, thought, because I was so turned on by being used at someone’s direction, someone right here in my apartment, making me please five men.  

 

Zantha smiled more broadly.   ‘This sexy bitch is exactly what Master is wanting in a slave,’ she thought.   “Excellent, Nickie.   I think you are going to particularly enjoy meeting our Master.   Now clean this mat and then clean yourself up and get to bed.   You will sleep on the mat.   I’ll use your bed.   There has been a slight change in our schedule. Tomorrow we will wind up your affairs here.   You’ll have tomorrow only to do that.   The next day we travel.

 

Zantha awakened Nickie early the next morning.   She was instructed in what to wear – short skirt, no underwear of any sort, blouse with the first three buttons missing, and her new 6inch heels.   She was told to notify her landlord that she was moving out immediately.   When she returned to her apartment, Zantha had packed for both of them. Nickie was surprised to find all her clothes in one small suitcase.   Most of her clothes were in several boxes, to be donated to charity.

 

Seeing the curious look on Nickie’s face, Zantha said, “I packed all you will need for the immediate future.   After all, you won’t be wearing much.”   Nickie nodded.    “Do you have anything else that needs to be taken care of before we leave in the morning?” She asked.

 

Nickie thought a minute and said, “Can I go to Dave’s and let him know that I’m leaving?”

 

“No,” Zantha replied.   Seeing Nickie’s disappointment, she said, “but you can call him.   Just the basics.   That you are going to leave for a while and don’t know when you will be back.   For him not to worry, et cetera, et cetera.”

 

Nickie did as she was told.         

 

The next morning they were up early and left on their way to Atlanta .   Nickie was looking forward, with some trepidation, to finally meeting her Master.

 

 

 

The door slowly opened. She could hear the floorboards creak as someone stepped out on to the porch. A soft strip of thick black fabric then encircled her head, blotting out any hint of light as she was blindfolded. The person moved behind her, taking one hand and slipping it into the circle of rope before tightening it firmly around her wrist. The procedure was repeated, leaving her hands bound with very little room for any sort of movement.

"Stand girl" a powerful voice said.

Without hesitation, she rose to her feet as gracefully as she could. She felt His fingers brush her silken, flame red hair back and come to rest against the back of her neck as she was led forward. The door closed behind them as she was led further into the room. The warmth inside was soothing, chasing away the chills. Once the hand moved she stopped, standing completely still for a moment.

"Kneel," a softer, feminine voice said.

Ivy quickly obeyed, kneeling down in front of the woman. Long slender fingers stroked her hair, then gripped a handful of her hair. Her head was pulled forward as the musky smell of sex filled her nostrils. She could feel the heat emanating from the woman’s cunt as her face was inches from it.

"I want you to greet Misty. Show her what a good girl you are girl," He said.

Immediately her tongue began to take long slow swipes over the moist flesh in front of her. Misty moaned softly as Ivy’s tongue found her clit, flicking at it quickly with the tip of her tongue. Her lips closed around it as she began to suck as she licked. The grip on her hair increased as she licked harder and faster at the little nub. The sound of the woman enjoying her sensual clit kissing served to fuel her efforts.

It didn’t take long for Misty to be brought to a shuddering orgasm. Ivy’s mouth moved down to the puffy pink lips and lapped at the sweet ambrosia that flowed from between them. She could taste a mixture of Alec’s cum along with Misty’s. The taste was heavenly as she forced her tongue in as deep as she could to scoop out every drop. The deep tonguing brought Misty to another orgasm within minutes, leaving her quivering and panting in the chair as she released her grip on Ivy’s hair.

"Very good girl," He said as He softly stroked her hair.

His hand guided her, making her turn toward Him. She felt the smooth tip of His cock trace her lower lip. Ivy parted her lips slightly at first, then more as the head of His cock pressed against her lips. As His cock sank into the warm confines of her mouth, it was greeted by her tongue as it slithered over the throbbing muscle. She began to suck as He pushed deeper, until the head hit the back of her throat. He gripped her hair, tilting her head back slight before pushing completely in. She struggled not to gag as He entered her throat with a rough jab. He held her head still, her nose resting against His pelvis as her throat muscles spasmed around His shaft. Tears filled her eyes as she gagged hard around the thick invader that was lodged in her throat. He groaned softly with delight as He savored the feel of her torment.

After several seconds, He pulled back, leaving just the head in her mouth. He let her adjust, allowing her to worship the head of His cock with her tongue as she sucked it before jamming the full length back into her throat. He kept up the slow, torturous pace for about 10 minutes before withdrawing completely from her mouth and turning slightly away from her. He moved her head toward His erect shaft, feeling the side of it rub over her lips. It was then she felt Misty’s lips brush hers from the other side.

The two girls worked their hot little mouths over His swollen shaft, their tongues teasing each other around it. They moved toward the head of His cock, kissing deeply around it as their tongues lashed over His flesh. He alternated between the two, sinking His cock into one’s mouth then withdrawing and filling the others. The two worked together, stroking His cock with their lips in a frantic pace, wanting the creamy reward that awaited them.

Ivy loved the sound of His voice as He moaned and complimented their work.

"Ah that’s it. Good girls. Oh yeah, keep going. Keep going..." He groaned as He approached His first climax of the night. "Get ready for Your treat."

The two girls held their faces close together with mouths hanging open and tongues extended. He furiously stroked His cock as He aimed the tip toward their mouths. Soon thick white ropes of cum erupted from it, splattering on their tongues and faces. As the last drops were expelled, Misty began to lick Ivy’s face, scooping up all the cum she could before kissing her passionately so they could share more of His wonderful treat.

The sight of the two girls sharing such an intimate kiss was quickly arousing Alec once again. He knew that tonight no one would get any sleep until He was finished with the fantasies that haunted His mind. He then helped Ivy up, leading her toward the far side of the room. Her hands were then released from the rope. The dark ligature marks already had started to form on her wrists. Her hands were then pulled above her head as her arms were stretched out and locked in leather cuffs that hung from chains attached to the ceiling. Her ankles were then pushed apart, and secured in cuffs as well, leaving her body stretched in a painful position.

Alec walked around the girl, inspecting her body once more. His hand brushed over various parts of her as she trembled from His touch. Finally He stopped behind her, His hand slipping around her waist and down to her exposed cunt. His fingers moved over her clit, feeling the metal ring that pierced it, then down to her lips, tracing His fingertips over them as He counted the rings in each side.

Ivy moaned softly with delight as He trailed His fingers across her dripping sex. His erection pressed firmly against her ass as He let one finger slip inside her slick slit and pulled it out slowly. He held it up, looking at how it glistened with her juices before moving the wet digit to her lips and smearing the sweetness across them. She quickly licked her lips, parting them to let Him push His finger into her mouth to be cleaned. He leaned in closer, bringing His lips to her ear.

"Good girl" He whispered.

He took a step back, moving to the side of her as He watched her chest rise and fall with each breath. He admired the beauty of her form, of her helpless state and her willingness to be in it. A smile crossed His lips as He thought of what was to come later that evening.

Along the wall behind the prone beauty hung a large variety of whips, crops and canes. Misty stood in front of the implements, her eyes scanning the selection. The tips of her fingers brushed over the finely crafted tools of the trade. Finally she chose a short crop from the wall. She slapped it authoritatively against her palm as she approached Alec. The sound of the slap made Ivy jump. Misty quickly handed over the crop to Alec who in turn grabbed her long auburn hair in His clenched fist and drew her head sharply back before placing a kiss upon her throat and releasing her.

He then moved in front of Ivy, holding the crop in His hand. He traced the tip of it over the curve of her breast very slowly, letting her feel the wide bit of buttery soft leather caress her skin. He dragged it slowly up and down the fleshy mound, circling around her nipple each time. Soft moans slipped from her as the tip of the crop teased the little pink nub, but the moans did not last. Just as suddenly as they had began, they changed to a whimper as He brought the crop down hard across her breast, aimed perfectly across her nipple.

He alternated back and forth between her right breast and her left, leaving both with long thin red stripes in a beautiful pattern of pain. Intermittently the flurry of blows would cease, and the teasing stroke of the leather would begin again. Her body remained tensed, never sure when it would be the soft touch or the brutal strike. The intricate design that emerged on her chest from the welts made Misty’s mouth water as she stared at the naked girl. She looked to Alec, silent begging permission to touch her.

He knew what was on Misty’s mind and nodded, pointing at the trunk first. She quickly scampered over and lifted the heavy wooden lid. A large black rubber vibrating plug and cordless remote and a small ball of thin rope were pulled from the toy chest. Misty retrieved the scissors from the drawer of the end table, then handed the remote over to Alec before sinking to her knees in front of Ivy.

Ivy jumped as she felt a warm soft lick across her clit. The tip of Misty’s tongue flickered over the pierced little jewel, making the girl squirm with delight. As she knelt there, Alec reached down and picked up the ball of rope and scissors, placing the control down for a moment. He cut two lengths of rope and handed each to Misty.

Misty quickly laced one of the pieces through the three rings in the right lip of Ivy’s pussy, then pulled both ends around to her outer thigh. Alec took the loose ends, tying them quickly in a knot. The same was done to the left side, leaving the girl’s cunt spread painfully open. Misty’s mouth moved once again to Ivy’s clit, covering it as she began to suck and lick at the little pink treat.

Ivy began to sigh and moan as Misty passionately kissed her clit. The juices began to drip from her widely spread cunt as Misty continued to lap at her tender pink flesh. Suddenly, the blows to her breast began again, causing her body to jump each time the pain sliced through her. The combination of the soft tongue action and the sharp ache made her quickly lapse into a shuddering orgasm.

In the throws of climax, the tip of the large plug was introduced to her juicy cunt. Misty forced it inside in a slow but firm thrust until it was lodged deep inside her. The girl worked it back and forth, lubricating it Ivy’s juices as her muscles convulsed around it, making her climax more intense. Alec had picked up the remote again, clicking it on high as the vibrations caused Ivy to scream in fits of passion.

Then, just as quickly as it was inside her, it was slid out. Her juices dripped off the large rubber toy as Misty lined the tip of it up with her puckered little anus. With a quick stab, Misty had forced it deep in to Ivy’s tight little ass, causing her to shriek. The pain was quickly forgotten as the vibrations began again on a lower setting. The crop again kissed her flesh, this time circling around her body hitting her sides and back as well as her round firm ass as Misty’s skillful tongue brought her to the edge of ecstacy.

Her body was soon covered in the thin welts that decorated her creamy white breasts. Alec’s hand caressed her warm cheeks, feeling the raised little lines with His fingers. Ivy continued to moan, tormented by the intense pleasure of the vibration even after His touch left her. The sensation spread through her body quickly, making her eager to feel anything fill her hungry cunt.

Much to Ivy’s dismay, she soon heard the soft sounds of Misty’s voice as she was caught up in her own pleasure. The sound of Alec’s body colliding with Misty’s left nothing to Ivy’s imagination. She envied the girl as the sound of their passions filled the room. Misty screamed as He plunged His cock deep into her velvety folds, forcing deeper and deeper with each stroke. Ivy could not help but cum as she imagined it was her that He was finding such pleasure in filling. She knew that there were many more things He had planned to do to her. The thought of them all pushed her deeper into the orgasmic bliss. She was still trembling, the honeyed juices pooling on the floor beneath her, when Alec had finished with Misty.

"I see someone is enjoying herself" He whispered in her ear.

"Yes.... Sir" she stammered as His fingers caught her throbbing clit.

He gripped the silver ring that ran through it, pulling it slowly as He twisted. The pain shot through her body, causing it to twitch and jerk as another orgasm quickly gripped her. He smiled as He watched her body writhe in passion. He nodded to Misty, who had returned with two large alligator clamps, both of which had weights dangling from their ends. There was a small hole in each, where the ring holding the weight was fastened.

Alec busied Himself with getting another length of rope, This one slightly thinner and rougher than the one holding her juicy cunt wide open. He slid the end through the opening in the clamp and tied it off securely before bringing the rope around Ivy’s neck. He made a single loop around it and tying a slipknot in it. He then took the other clamp and looped the end of the rope through before fastening it.

Misty’s lips sought out Ivy’s nipple, sucking it hard as her tongue flicked across it. The thick pink nub became stiff as she teased it. She then spit it out, placing the clamp on the tip. Ivy groaned as the weight dangled. The other clamp was applied in the same fashion. Her sensitive nipples felt like they were on fire as the teeth bit into them. Misty kept poking at the clamps, making the weights swing pendulously as her breasts were being painfully pulled upward by the nipple.

Alec had chosen a new toy this time to tease Ivy’s body with. It was a thin very flexible length of cane. He started out trailing it over her naked flesh, letting her feel it’s surface rub over her before He landed the first vicious blow to the underside of her breast. Her body danced with pain as He continued to strike the tender skin. He delighted in watching her pale skin tone be overtaken with the ruddy streaks from the cane. Each strike made her jerk, each jerk in turn made the weights bounce, pulling down harder on her nipples as the rope yanked them skyward, each bounce made the rope around her throat tighten slight more.

He then turned His attention to another part of her body, bringing the cane down between her spread thighs and whipping it back and forth. Her breath came in short bursts between the long drawn out moans and whimpers as the cane kissed every inch of her upper thighs. The closer that He got the louder her cries became. This inspired Alec to bring the cane up, slapping harshly on her moist pink flesh. She hit a new note as the pain rushed through her, and her body jerked violently. This time the cry was of sheer agony. Again the tool bit into her finding her throbbing pussy lips. He varied His angle of attack, letting it welt her lips until they were swollen nearly twice their normal size and ten times as sensitive. Her clit also felt the brunt of His passion as He changed position just enough to bring the tip down on it with every stroke.

Tears drenched the blindfold as she began to sob from the pain. She knew that this would be part of the deal before she agreed to it. She wanted so desperately to prove worth enough to be His but little did she know that her plans would come to a quick end. The sight of her pain was driving Alec wild with desire. She gasped for breath as the rope continued to slip through the knot and tighten around her throat. Ivy was starting to feel lightheaded as her face changed shades. He wanted to feel her warmth wrapped around Him. Misty helped unfasten the cuffs from the girl’s ankles as Alec held her steady. She was on the verge of collapse when the wrists cuffs were removed as well as the rope around her neck.

Her nipples ached as the blood rushed back into the clamped areas. Alec lead the girl toward the bedroom, knowing that this would fulfill His greatest passion. Misty took over, holding the girl steady while Alec laid down on the bed. His swollen shaft throbbing as it awaited Ivy. The girl was helped on to the bed and positioned over His cock. Misty quickly returned the rope cuffs to her hands and the clamps to her nipples, this time without the rope. The ropes that held her rings open, felt as if it was going to rip them right through the tender flaps of swollen flesh as she was yanked down on Alec’s thick cock.

Misty stood at the edge of the bed, adjusting the rope’s height until it was perfect. She quickly slipped the noose over Ivy’s head, the other end rested securely in Alec’s palm. He watched anxiously as the noose was tightened just enough to slightly restrict her breathing. He could see the panic on her face as He pulled gently on the rope, watching it tighten a little more.

"Remember our agreement Ivy. If you trust me enough to indulge this fantasy as you said you do... then I shall truly be happy and make you Mine forever. Do You trust me Ivy?" He asked in a stern tone.

"Yes Sir I do" she answered.

He could tell by the wetness that trickled down His shaft that she was as excited as He was. The remote was turned on high, causing her to quickly come to another orgasm. He groaned as her muscles clenched His cock, holding it firmly in their grasp. He began to thrust up into her dripping wet cunt, forcing His cock as deep as He could get it. Each time He would raise His hips, He pulled the rope a little more, until it was visibly starting to press into her neck. He watched her breasts bounce with each frantic breath she tried to draw in as He continued to slowly ease the rope further.

He began to pound her pussy harder and harder as her breathing became more strained. She was on the verge of passing out when the most tremendous orgasm of her light ripped through her. If not for the rope around her neck, she would have collapsed against His chest as the climax intensified. Misty quickly ripped the blindfold off Ivy’s face, letting her get her first and last blurry glimpse at Alec.

He could see the panic in her eyes as He pulled the rope harder, her entire body twitching violently as she gasped for air. Even after she had lost consciousness He continued to pump His thick shaft deep into her cunt. The wetness was incredible as it flooded out of her. Her muscles flexed around Him as the life was choked out of her by the rope’s grip. The warmth of her urine covered His pelvis, signaling it was over.. He let out a last groan as He began to pump His seed deep into her lifeless cunt.

Misty was delighted, watching the body drooping slightly. She helped Alec pull Ivy up just enough to slip out from under her. He tied the rope off, letting her dangle from it like a puppet. Misty moved closer, kneeling on the bed in front of the girl as she quickly lapped up her Master’s drippings from Ivy’s cunt. Once she had finished, they engaged in a deeply passionate kiss. He looked deep into Misty’s eyes seeing how greatly she enjoyed the evening.

"After dinner we shall finish with her little one, I promised I would let you have your fun with her when I finished with her" He said, stroking her cheek. "Then later on tonight, when we are done with her we will take her out by the lake"

"Yes Master," she whispered softly to Him, seeing that He was truly pleased.

After the two lovers returned from dinner, Alec knew it He should keep His promise to Ivy. After Misty was done playing dress up with the girl, He slipped a black leather collar over the rope marks. A small purple heart dangled from it’s large silver loop with His initials engraved on it. Now her wish was fulfilled. She was truly His.

Part 2 coming soon

 Before he went away Vikki had begged, pleaded and used every feminine trick she knew to try to get Tommy to fuck her, but he had insisted they wait until she was 16. Well now she thought, that birthday was long  past and she planned to feel his cock deep inside of her, and would not accept any excuse why they couldn't or shouldn't. As their mom, Tess pulled up to the Bus Station, Vikki saw him and jumping from the car, rushed into his arms, remembering at the jast minute not to kiss him passionately on the lips, but demurely on the cheek.Pressing her lush body against him in a tight hug, she subtly rubbed her hard, erect nipples against his chest, and was rewarded by the bright red flush that came over him. She was amazed at the changes in him. He had grown a couple of inches, so was now a full 6' tall, and the hard work on the farm had trimmed him down in the middle and broadened his chest and arms with new muscles. His hair was bleached  blonde from working in the sun, but his smokey gray eyes twinkled as mischeviously as ever. Vikki felt her panties grow moist just thinking about her buff, sun bronzed brother slamming his cock into her wet pussy!

 Vikki nearly laughed out loud as this now confident man walked straight up to their still shapely mother, slipped his arm around her, drawing her to him, and kissed her hard, full on the mouth, as his hand squeezing and caressed one soft, plump ass cheek. Releasing her, he stood holding the door for her as she struggled to regain her composure. Watching her Mom's sureptitous looks at Tom on the way home, Vikki knew she was going to have competition for his affections during his visit. This became all the more obvious when they stopped at Tommy's favorite restaurant for dinner on the way home. Tom slid into a booth, and instead of letting her sit next to him, Tess cut Vikki off and slid in next to her son. Vikki could do nothing but fume silently all through dinner as Toms face would turn bright red, time and time again, and as her mother squirmed in her seat, and her nipples became very erect from Tommy's subtle rubbing them with his arm. When they went to leave, Tess slid out of the booth, and had to quickly pull her loose skirt down, as it had gotten bunched at her waist. Later Vikki wanted to throw a screaming tantrum, but could do little but swallow her resentment and give Tom an evil glare when Tess said, "Time for bed Vikki, Tommy and I are going to sit  awhile and catch up!"

 Vikki had barely slid between the covers when the low murmur of conversation from the other room ceased. Getting up and peeking out her door, she saw some odd pieces of clothing on the floor but no Tess or more importantly for her, no Tom. Padding silently down the hall, Vikki listened to the unmistakable sounds of two people chatting, flirting  and giggling together before making love. Slipping silently into the kitchen, Vikki opened the utility closet door, and went to the peephole that looked into their parent's room Tommy had drilled years ago. The peephole Tom and Vikki both received the balance of their sex education, watching while their parents fucked each other, and a variety of other people in many different ways. Putting her eye to it, she was dismayed to see Tommy laying back on Tess's bed, his jeans and shorts around his ankles on the floor, and as she watched, Tess lowered her head, mouth wide open and took the head of Tommys hard cock into the warmth and moisture of her mouth. Tommy arched his back upward, and soon Tess had the entire thick 6" cock in her mouth. Her head was rising and falling in a steady rythm, and her sucking and slurping could be heard through the thin walls as she sucked her son's cock. Tommy was moaning softly, and Vikki watched as Tess increased her rythem, one hand moving to allow her fingers to stroke and fondle Tommy's balls. Tom's ass was dancing on the bed, his moans merging into one as Tess moved her mouth up and down the length of his cock faster and faster. Tom suddenly arched his back with a howl of delight, and his mother ceased moving her head alomg his rigid shaft. Vikki could tell from her Mom's cheeks compressing inward, and the movement of her throat that she was sucking ever bit of her son's cum and swallowing it, savoring every drop. as his moans ceased and his breathing retuned to normal/

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We went to the restaurant and were served by a tall handsome guy in his twenties. Typically, Jessica made a point to show off her big ass and flirt with the guy, and the guy gleefully reciprocated. Midway through the dinner Jessica said she had to go to the bathroom to freshen up and left. After a couple of minutes I saw her at the back of the restaurant talking to the waiter. They talked for a few minutes and as Jessica started to make her way back to the table I saw the waiter intently stare at her ass and then all of a sudden slap her ass and then left his hand their groping it for a few seconds. I almost jumped out of my chair in shock. Jessica did nothing but smile seductively at him and then walk back to our table. I pretended not to notice when she came back.

 

 

After about a half hour of more flirting and interplay between Jessica and the waiter we decided to leave. As we were exiting Jessica suddenly said “I have to go to the bathroom baby, get the car and start the engine, I’ll be out in 5 minutes.” I didn’t think anything at the time and just said ok and left. As I was leaving I looked back at Jessica, who was walking across the restaurant, and watching her swaying ass made me suspicious. I decided to wait a few minutes and then follow her.

 

After a couple or so minutes, I walked across the restaurant to the back and wandered around a couple of rooms for a few minutes. As I started to open the next door I was going to search, I was stopped dead in my tracks halfway opening the door. As I peered through the crack in the open door there was my wife of one week on her knees sucking the waiter’s fat dick. I almost screamed aloud in total shock. Her pants were rolled down halfway to her knees exposing her beautiful plump thong covered ass. Her back was to me and he was too rapt to notice me peering in the room. She was taking him deep and giving me a sloppy blowjob. I stood there for about 15 minutes unnoticed. Sure, I had a hard-on and was horny, but more than that I was jealous and pissed. Here she was giving this stranger he just met an amazing blowjob, but me, her husband, she never gave anything. I continued to look on until he started moaning loudly and I knew he was cumming deep inside her mouth. She swallowed all of it. I couldn’t take anymore and started to walk back to the car. As I was leaving, I heard the waiter say bye to Jessica and then gave her a nice slap on her ass.

 

I didn’t know how to act as she came back into the car. She entered the car and simply said “Hey baby” and then gave me a little kiss on the lips. She then just stared at me for a second and then suddenly lunged forward and gave me a sloppy French kiss that lasted at least 5 minutes. After that I started the car and began to drive away. I glanced at her and she seemed to be smirking, even laughing a little bit. Only then did I realize that I had probably just tasted the waiter’s cock and probably swallowed some of his cum. And Jessica seemed to be amused by all of this.

 

I decided not to file a divorce or do anything like that yet, since we were leaving for our honeymoon the next day and I had planned on fucking Jessica A LOT during this vacation. I decided that after our honeymoon I will probably take action.

 

 

We arrived in the beach side resort early the next day. We showered, ate, and then I proposed the idea that me and Jessica go into the hotel spa outside. Jessica changed into skimpy bra and a thong, as usual. I hoped that the mood in the spa might get her a little horny so I could fuck her tonight. This was to be deemed a big mistake.

 

After a couple of minutes in the spa alone, a tall handsome guy who was probably like 23 came into the spa alone. He introduced himself as Mike. He immediately stared at Jessica, focusing on her DD tits. She liked the attention and began to flirt with him. They both seemed to not even notice me. After a couple of minutes of flirting Jessica suddenly turned to me and said “Get me a drink, baby” I did as I was told. As I came back I noticed that Jessica and Mike had gotten a little closer in the spa and his hand was on her thigh. As I got back into the spa, Jessica got up and sat right on his lap, not even noticing me. This caused Mike to have a big grin on his face as he looked at me inferiorly. After a few minutes of talking Mike whispered something into Jessica’s ear and she nodded. They got up and began to walk back to the hotel. I just followed them unnoticed. I soon realized that we were walking back to his room. As we were walking back I noticed that Mike’s hand was on Jessica firm ass, slapping, grabbing, and groping it the whole way back. We got back to the room and then immediately Mike went and sat on the bed and Jessica walked right in front of him, kneeled, pulled down his pants, and then whipped out his 9 inch cock.

 

I managed to muster “What the hell, Jessica”

 

Jessica just turned to me and said “I’m sorry baby, but your little pencil dick doesn’t satisfy me. Just enjoy the show and shut up, cuckold” She said all this with a little smile on her face.

 

Mike then turned to me and said “Yeah, shut the f*ck up wimp or I’ll kick your ass”

 

I didn’t know what to do, so I just sat on a chair in the back of the room. Jessica proceeded to deep throat Mike, licking the tip of his dick and even sucking his balls. She continued to take him in and out for like 20 minutes. Then I noticed that Mike was about to cum. He held Jessica face right in front of his dick and aimed all of his sperm right into his mouth. She caught all of it, not missing any drops.

 

Them Mike said “That’s all for now baby, I wanna save some for tonight”

 

Jessica just nodded her head, unable to speak with all of those loads of cum in her mouth. After he left, she finished up swallowing his cum and then she caught my gaze. She looked at me for a couple of seconds and then looked at my straining dick in my shorts and then said with a smile “You enjoyed that huh?” She then came up to me and gave me a full out French kiss. It seemed some of Mike’s cum was still in her mouth and she literally deposited it from her mouth into mine. After the sloppy kiss she looked at me inferiorly and said “You like that too huh? You like tasting cock? You like eating cum? You might as well be sucking dick” She laughed.

 

I asked her what Mike meant when he said he wanted to “save some for tonight” She said that Mike was taking her clubbing later tonight.

 

Mike arrived at around 7:30 at our room. He brought a few of his friends. They all looked at me and just smirked and then proceeded to gape at Jessica, who was wearing the shortest, tightest black mini skirt you have ever seen. She wore a yellow top which was like only 3 inches in length and a black thong that peeked out of her mini skirt and could be seen by anyone.

 

We went to a club and Jessica began to dance with Mike and his friends. She rubbed and shaked her ass all over their crotches the whole night. They were busy grabbing tits and ass the whole night. I was left to watch at the bar.

 

After a couple of hours of dancing we went back to Mikes room. There they wasted no time. They immediately began to grope Jessica and grab her tits and ass. There were four of them in total. She had them all sit in a row in chairs and then began to give blowjobs one by one. I sat in the back, unnoticed by everyone. Jessica sucked them all off until they were about to cum and then moved on to the next. She said she wanted them to save their load for later. After sucking the last guy, she got on top of the bed and went into doggie position for sex. Mike went behind her first and stuck his cock into her slit first. The other three guys came in front of her. She took one guy’s dick in the mouth and then jacked off the other two. This was the position they alternated fucking Jessica for like what seemed to be 2 hours. The last guy was fucking Jessica doggie style when suddenly he looked at me and stared at me for a couple of seconds. My heart sank. He then said “Hey, you, little wimp, come lay down here under your wife,who I am fucking, and suck my balls you cuck” They all got a chuck out of this. Even Jessica, you looked at me and just laughed. I did as I was told. I walked up to them and then lay down under Jessica. My head was inches away from the Jessica pussy and the guy’s cock. I stared at his sweaty balls and just shuddered. And then I proceeded to do what I was ordered to do. I started to lick his balls. I could taste all the sweat and juices that were dripping off his balls. They all just started to laugh.

 

After about a half-hour they all got up and Jessica continued to lay in doggie-style position. They all came up behind her one by one and then jacked off, shooting their cum all over her big, nice, ass. All four of them sprayed their load all over her ass. I didn’t know the particular reason for them doing this at the time. I was quickly enlightened.

 

After they had all cummed on her ass, all of them, including Jessica, looked at me, and ordered me to “Clean her up”

 

I just stared at them in disbelief for a couple of minutes. The Mike said “You better do it or I’ll kick your ass” Jessica laughed at this and then looked at me and with her hand pointed to her ass, ordering me to eat all of their cum off her ass.

 

I knew I was going to have to so I just went behind her and buried my head into her big ass and began to eat and lick all of their cum off my wife’s ass. It tasted sweet and salty. It took my 10 minutes to lap all of their cum of their ass.

 

After they all had a chuckle over my humiliation they all left. This is basically how my relationship with Jessica is to this day. For some reason, I have yet to file a divorce.