CHAPTER 2      A New Dynamic

 

I get up from the table and say “We should all clean up.  I’ll clean up from dinner while you all go shower off.  If you want to shower together, that’s fine, use the big walk-in in our bedroom.  But nooo fucking.  This is something we can share together, and besides, I want to be there the first time you girls fuck your father, if you choose to.  Do you girls want to have your father’s cock up inside you?”

They both shake their heads vigorously, and Dan gets a huge grin on his face.

“Well, for now, you can blow him and eat each other’s pussies if you’d like.”

Dan’s cock starts getting hard again hearing this.  They all nod in agreement & head up the stairs.  The entire room smells of sex.  I clean up the dinner table and mop the floor.  After I’m finished, I head upstairs to join the family in the shower.

As I enter the master bedroom, the site before me hits me like sledgehammer.

The master bath is more like an additional space in the master bedroom than a separate room.  When you walk into the bedroom, which is 15’ deep x 25’ wide with a 12’ ceiling, the king size bed is on your left, with night stands on both sides, and an armoire in the far left corner.  We have a 50” plasma TV in there.  My dresser is on the left wall, its left side up against the interior wall the headboard is against.  It’s one of those long one’s with a full length mirror attached to it.  There is a large window between my dresser & the armoire.  To the right of the armoire, on the back wall, is a 6’ wide picture window that looks out on the backyard & pool.  To the right of the window is Dan’s dresser.  To the right of Dan’s dresser is a wall, which extends from the back wall 6’ towards the room entrance wall.  This wall is the left wall of the walk-in closet, which is 8’ wide.  To the right of the right-side closet wall is the toilet.  A few feet to the right of that, in the right outside corner of the room, is a linen closet.  The walls in the bath area are stone tile.  Right of the linen closet, coming back towards the front of the room, is a double vanity on the right room wall.  Right of the vanity is the walk-in shower. The shower is raised, so you have to walk up 4 steps to get into it.  It has a floor that is at the same level as the vanity surface.  The shower area is 6’ deep by 10’ long, with clear Plexiglas walls.  When you walk into it, you are facing the right wall 6’ away from you.  You turn to your right to actually enter the shower area.  There is a tiled-in bench 30” deep x 18” high that runs the length of the shower along the right wall. There are multiple shower heads along the right & front walls.  Next to the shower is a large tiled-in hot tub that sits at the same level as the shower floor.  So if you’re in the hot tub, you’re looking at the feet of anyone in the shower, through the Plexiglas wall between you. There is no wall between the bedroom area and the raised tub, so you can be in the bed and see what’s going on in the bath area.  The entire room floor is covered in stone tile, simply transitioning from one color to another as you move from the bed to the bath area.

What I see before me gets me immediately wet.  June is lying on the shower floor on her back.  Dawn is squatting over her, getting her pussy eaten thoroughly.  In front of Dawn stands Dan, getting the blowjob of his life.

I casually walk in and turn on the water for the hot tub.  Dan gives me a lascivious smile, and gestures for me to join them.  I shake my head no, and proceed to add bubble bath & seltzers to the tub.  After the tub is full, I turn on the massage jets and climb in.  I like my baths hot, and it takes me a minute to settle into the very warm water.  As I settle in, I get comfortable in one of the molded-in seats with the jets built into the bottom.  My back is to the bedroom, so I’m facing the shower and catching the full show.  I adjust one of the jets between my legs so it shoots right onto my pussy and clit.  I start to masturbate while continuing to watch my family pleasure each other.

After a good 10 minutes of Dawn’s slow ministrations, Dan starts to clench his jaw; and I know he’s about to cum.  I increase the rhythm on my own efforts, hoping to cum with Dan.  He tries to pull back; but Dawn pulls him in deeper, driving the head of his cock way past her throat.  Dan blows his load, and Dawn doesn’t even have to swallow.  I climax right after, ramming as much of my hand as I can into my pussy, riding it for all it’s worth.  At the same time, Dawn has a crashing orgasm; and gushes her juices all over June’s face.  After she calms down, Dawn stands up, so June can get off of the floor.  They all take a minute to relax sitting on the bench.

“June, dear, would you mind tearing yourself away and joining me in the tub?  It seems like you got the short end of the stick in that situation; and I’d like to take care of that,” I say.

June gives me a smirk & steps out of the shower.  She starts to get into the tub; but pulls her foot back out, surprised.

“Wow, that’s hot.”

“Oh, sorry.  I like my baths very warm.  It’s more relaxing that way.  The last time you girls and I shared a bath you were very young; and I didn’t make your bathwater nearly this warm.  Now that you know what to expect, why don’t you try again, but go slowly.  Your body will adjust.”

June starts to put her left foot back into the water.  She just holds it a few inches under water until she gets used to it.  She then puts her entire left leg into the tub, stopping to let it adjust to the temperature.  Her pussy is only an inch above the water, spread open because one leg is in and one is out.  I playfully bring my foot up from under her & wiggle my big toe between her pussy lips.  She squeals in surprise; but then grabs my foot and drives in deeper into her pussy, as she continues to stand there.

“It’s been long enough,” I say.  “You should start working on getting the rest of you into the tub.”

I pull my foot out of her pussy as I talk.  She gives me a disappointed look, but swings her right over and puts her foot into the tub.  After another minute, both legs are fully in the tub, and June starts to settle herself down into the water.  I reinsert my foot into her lovebox, while she continues to settle deeper into the water.  As she gets deeper into the tub, she is able to spread her legs further apart and still support herself.  Removing my foot from her pussy, I move off of my seat into a squatting position in front of June.  I start finger fucking her with one hand, while I play with her asshole with my other.  June gasps.

“Mom, what are you doing?”

“What does it feel like I’m doing?  I’m fingering your asshole.  Don’t you like it?”

“Well, I’m not sure. It feels good, but weird.”

“There are a lot of nerves around the anus.  It’s very sensitive.  I personally love it when your father plays with my ass.  It sends me into orbit.  Just relax and enjoy.”

This whole time, Dawn & Dan are just sitting on the bench watching & listening, stroking each others sexes slowly and tenderly.

As I continue to play with June’s holes, she settles the rest of her body into the water, though I’ve pretty much been holding her lower half just below the surface, so now she’s basically floating below the surface, with her tits sticking out above the water.  She starts to moan as I continue my ministrations.  I move both hands to her ass cheeks, raise her pussy out of the water; and bury my face in her snatch.  As I eat her pussy and suck on her clit, I slide my left hand over towards her ass crack, and slide my middle finger up into her ass.  She lets out a squeak as her eyes open wide; and then relaxes with a contented smile on her face.  I work my finger further in, and rub on the back wall of her pussy from inside her ass. She starts to buck; and I quicken the pace of my sucking and licking.  After less than a minute of this sexual barrage her pussy convulses and sprays me with her juices.  I lap them up like a thirsty puppy.  Once she comes down, I remove my finger from her ass & lower her body back into the water.

“How was that?” I ask with a raised eyebrow.

“That was amazing!” she gushes.  I don’t think I’ve ever had such an intense orgasm in my life!”

“Never overlook the pleasures available to you through the back door,” I respond.  “And I’m not talking about our pool.”

Everyone laughs, and I gesture to Dan and Dawn to join us in the hot tub.  Dan gets in fairly quickly, as he is used to sharing my baths with me on occasion, though he prefers the water a little more tepid.  Dawn takes a while getting in, going through the same motions as June to get used to the water.  June plays with Dawn’s pussy while she’s getting in, but just enough to tease, not crank her up.  Once we’re all settled, the conversation turns back to the upcoming vacation with the Larsen’s.

“So, are there any questions or concerns anyone has about our vacation?” Dan opens.

“I’m just glad I’ll get a better look at Mr. Larsen’s, I mean Bill’s, cock,” Dawn offers.

“A better look?” Dan asks.

“I’ll fill you in later, honey,” I interject.  “Nothing major.  Dawn told me about it years ago.”

We’re all silent for a few moments, when June speaks up.

“What about Diane seeing us naked?” June asks.  “She doesn’t do anything with her bush, & might be put off by our bare pussies…and her daughter’s.”

Diane’s daughter, Jessica, is 5’2”, 110#, and kind of skinny.  She has a 32B chest with dark brown cone shaped nipples.  She has 30” hips and a 26” waist.  She is very cute and has her mother’s darker complexion.

“Jessica’s pussy is bald too?” Dan asks, lust behind the question.

“Like the day she was born,” Dawn interjects.  “June and I have had Jessie over lots of times for naked swimming.  The first time she was over a few years ago, she saw that June was bald, and asked about it.  She just assumed that I hadn’t gotten my bush in yet.  We told her that we got our pussies waxed once a month; but we didn’t tell her about Mom.  We weren’t sure she would be OK with Jessie knowing she waxed her pussy.  She asked if Mom was cool with it; and we just told her that she was.  Anyway, she seemed to accept it as just the way things were; but she wasn’t interested in removing the hair from her own pussy.”

June picked up the story.

“So, about a year ago, Dawn, Jessie, and I are out by the pool getting some sun in the buff.  Out comes Mom in her birthday suit to join us, not knowing Jessie had come over.  I think she was out running errands or something.  Anyway, Mom sees Jessie and stops short of her lounge chair.  She says ‘Oh, hi Jessica.  I didn’t realize you were over.’  Jessie immediately notices that Mom’s pussy is bare.  She stares right at it!  Mom didn’t seem to know what to say, so she just sat down on her chair & grabbed some baby oil.  While Mom was applying the baby oil, Jessie is looking at us like ‘why didn’t you tell me your mom is bald?’  It was kinda funny. 

So Jessie gets up out of her seat and actually goes over to talk to Mom.  Mom’s still rubbing the oil into her skin, and had just gotten down to her pussy.  She stopped rubbing it in and asked Jessie if she had a question about the fact that her pubic mound was bare.  Both Dawn and I laughed loudly.  We told Mom that no one calls it their pubic mound; we all call it a pussy.  ‘I didn’t know what Jessie called it, and didn’t want to offend,’ Mom said.  Mom gave us an angry glance and turned her attention back to Jessie.  ‘So, Jessie, what can I tell about my bald pussy?’ she asked.  ‘Why do you wax it?’ Jessie wanted to know.  Mom went back to rubbing the baby oil into her skin, starting to work on her pussy.  ‘Well, for one thing, it feels better and cleaner when I can rub the baby oil directly into the skin instead of through pubic hair.  I also find that it improves sex with Dan, as it makes my skin more sensitive.  Does that answer your question?’  ‘Yea…thanks Mrs. Anderson.’ Was all Jessie could say.  Dawn and I started laughing again.  Jessie came back over and sat down.  Later, after Mom went back inside, she told us she thought it was really cool that Mom had been so honest with her, and that after seeing a bald pussy on an adult, she had decided she’d like to try it after all.  I asked her what she thought her Mom would think.  She told us that her Mom never saw her naked, because of the common bathroom between her and Nick’s room that she uses.  The next day Dawn took her down to see Georgette at the salon and had it all removed.  She goes once a month now, just like us.  Diane still doesn’t know about it.”

“I’m not sure why I didn’t think of this before, but why don’t you ask Jessie to start coming with us on our girls’ days out?  She can get her wax done with the rest of us & hang out at the pool afterward,” I suggest.

“But Mom,” Dawn whines, “After today, I was looking forward to eating your freshly waxed pussy out by the pool after our next waxing.  I can’t do that with Jessie there.”

“Why not?  You don’t know that.  Jessie may not mind at all.  As a matter of fact, I wouldn’t be surprised if she wanted a little taste of my juices herself.  I catch her quite often staring at my pussy when I’m rubbing baby oil into it.”

“No shit!?” June exclaims.  “Wow. I never noticed.”

“Observation skills are not either of you girls’ strong suits.  You get that from your father.”

Dan splashes some water at me and everyone relaxes further into the warm water.  We spend the next half hour just soaking in the heat & enjoying each other’s company in silence, totally spent physically and sexually.

“Let’s get out of the tub before we all stew,” I suggest.

As we’re getting out, Dawn asks a question.

“Can we sleep with you and Dad tonight?”

“No, I don’t think so.  We all know where that will lead; and I for one need a good night’s sleep.  You all have exhausted my poor pussy.  It needs a rest.” I say with a smile.  “But let’s try to be naked at much as possible around the house and backyard for the rest of the week. I also want us to start using the master bath exclusively for everything but using the toilet.  The other bathrooms are fine for that.  The closer proximity while doing mundane tasks like brushing teeth, shaving, applying make-up, etc., should help us acclimate to each others bodies without being in a constant state of sexual arousal.  I think it will help everyone get comfortable being naked around each other at the cabin quicker if our family already is.  Also, unless there are any objections, sex between family members can be instigated by any one, at any time, anywhere in the house for the rest of this week, as long as it doesn’t interfere with getting our house jobs done.  Sharing one bathroom should help facilitate some of that also, since we’ll be sharing the walk-in shower.”  There are big grins and giggles by everyone.

“But again, if you either of you want to fuck Dad, you need to make sure I’m around, so I can watch, at least the first time.  After that, fuck him at will.”

Dawn & June get huge grins on their faces, and Dan looks like his dick is going to explode…again.  I don’t really think he has anything left to blow, though.  He looks like he needs a recharge even more than I do.

As the girls leave to go watch some TV before bed, Dan asks me what I think we  should do about Diane and the 4 bald pussies she is about to meet.

“Hmm…Maybe I should have a talk with Diane before this weekend,” is my only response.

I continued to pound into her, until we heard a car pull up and even after I continued to fuck her, though we both knew we only had seconds, we could hear her daughters coming into the house, laughing and talking about their night, but I couldn’t stop and even though she continued to alternate between groans of pleasure and chastising, I knew she didn’t want to stop either, but stop we did, as we heard the knock on the door.

"Mom? Mommy are you okay?" I looked at her, she looked at me, and we had to choke not to laugh " "I'm fine sweetie, go to bed and I’ll see you in the morning" there was a long pause, before Cassidy the older of the two girls said good night and we heard the door close, my cock was still hard and I carried her over to the bed, kissing Marcy’s neck gently, she didn’t want to stop, that I knew by the way she moved to massage the base of my cock but we had to be quiet, which was hard, cause well, she’s kind of loud, which I like, but we managed to finish the night on a good note, it was the MORNING that I had to be excited about, and yes, I took her again, twice more after that, a little gentler a little quieter, but I still took her, curled up against each other, I kissed her neck and we passed out somewhere near four thirty am.


The next morning I woke up, or well, kind of woke up and peeked at the clock, my eyes where still a bit fuzzy but I knew it was about quarter after 11 in the morning, and as I rubbed the sleep from my eyes. "Morning sleepy head" I looked up and grinned, sitting up I accepted the coffee Marcy set in front of me, her tone was serious as was her smile,

"We need to have a bit of a chat Mike," before I could say anything her flat palm rested against my chest gently, and I eyed her curiously, listening carefully, I WAS prepared to ask for marriage, but that would be on my terms, no one else’s "the girls, kind of had a bad night at the party last night," she frowned, and sighed speaking softly" it seems, that one of the older boys wanted to have sex, but they were kind of afraid that it would hurt, so this morning, I explained why I didn’t come out to say good night, and Cassidy suggested that maybe, YOU could take their virginity" she gave me this innocent look and I stared up at her, wondering if this was a dream, when I saw the two girls come in, I stared at the three of them, all standing there so innocent and calm, and I quietly and gently pinched myself, nope not a dream, I looked up slowly and my head tilted.

"Are you serious Marcy, I mean, are you sure your okay with this?" at her and the girls collective nods I had to keep from grinning, because I mean honestly, this was the best thing that could have EVER happened to a man before. "Uh…sure. I mean. I guess if Your okay with it honey" I looked up to Marcy unsurely putting on my best innocent face, surprised that I got away with it, maybe I got away with it cause I wasn’t that unsure, who knew, who cared.

"I’m fine with it, We decided that Cass would go first and Jess afterwards, in the mean time I’ll go fix you some breakfast" she came over and kissed my lips softly and I stared watching as Cassidy began to undress, I suppressed a groan at thirteen this girl was gorgeous, dark black hair and blue eyes, she had a body that didn’t stop, legs to match and her small budding breasts, my cock was growing hard under the blanket, she bit her lip and pulled it off slowly, to which I carefully checked to make sure the drapes where closed, they where, thank god, I swallowed hard and watched as her hand trailed down my stomach, she sat naked on the edge of the bed now.

"Are you sure you want to do this honey? I mean, if you’d rather wait, or if not, we can do it any way you want, " I smiled pleasantly at her, to get her used to my touch, my hand lazily slid up her thigh, I was surprised to note, she was wet, very wet, and her voice for the first time in like ever, was shy "I want to, I want to know what its like, " she smiled at me and I nodded, gently she straddled me, and I spoke softly "you can do it slow, or you can just slam yourself onto me, it’ll hurt but only for a second"
She told me that she had never had sex before but had been using her moms small vibrator for the past year, so she was sure that her cherry had already been busted. I told her that she could take it slow just in case. She slowly lifted her puffy lips over my throbbing erection. Luckily for her I was about an average five inches, anything more and this girl would have been in pain. She eased her newly de-virginized pussy down my shaft and it felt good, felt amazing actually, it felt good to take a virgin, the suction of the hole is so damn tight.
I let her set the pace, let her ride up and down on my cock while my hands moved up to caress her youthful ass, my mouth captured one of her little hard nipples and I grinned upon hearing her gasp of excitement and surprises, my voice soft and husky "if you liked that you’ll love this" I pushed her off of me gently, and moved around the edge of the bed, laying her down my tongue slid to slide between her lips, licking slowly at her clit, she arched her hips and whimpered softly, but my hands on he breasts I kept her flat on her back, letting her move only her knees I slid closer to her, my tongue sinking deep into her pussy sliding out quickly only to flick her clit before I did it again, her whimpers and cries where soft, but I knew what she wanted, when she came she came hard and fast and I barley had time to lick it all up but I did, I obviously didn’t cum, but that’s okay, this wasn’t about me, now was it?

Afterwards I lay there on my stomach groaning softly, my cock rock hard, my head banging down against the soft mattress before I heard another soft voice,

"Daddy? Daddy are you okay?" CHA CHING! Was what I heard in my head, no seriously, if that wasn’t the most erotic thing, not just the words, but the voice, knowing it was thirteen year old Jessica, the younger, more innocent and quieter of the two, the one who needed to be drawn out, yeah, I most definitely was not okay, I heard the door close just then, and once again the room thanks to the shades, was enveloped in darkness, slowly I turned and I sighed "No Honey, Daddy is very much not okay, " I watched as she moved to lay on the bed beside me, I watched as she slid from her robe, I even watched as she laid on top of me. She lay with her head on my chest so that my cock was resting against her hairless pussy, and damn me to hell if that didn’t feel good, I looked up slowly and watched her experiment, watched her hands grip and begin to massage my massive hard on, and my hips bucked up gently and I groaned "baby, if you don’t sit on me right about now, I’m not going to be any use to you," biting her lip hard she looked up still massaging my 5 inch cock her eyes wide "is it going to hurt daddy?" I smiled and shook my head softly, knowing it would "not much I promise," I nodded softly "but its going to feel damned good after" she giggled softly and crawled off of my chest. She layed on her back and spread her thighs, I got a magnificent view of a tween pussy. She didn’t waste any time this one, she moved fast and hard, she began to finger herself as she said she had done before. Her little whimpers were growing louder as she was exploring her small pussy folds with both hands now. Massaging my cock, my eyes rolled into the back of my head as I watched her for awhile, just letting her do as she would, she had no idea how much her calling me Daddy every time she tried to stop from having an orgasm, turned me on, and I didn’t tell her, not yet, but I did groan with her.
Finnaly, it was too much to bear, I flipped Jess over into a doggie style position and told her "it would be much easier for me to enter her from the rear baby." I slowly pushed up against her, she was extremely wet but was much tighter than her sister. I massaged her little ass while I was easing my manhood into her tight little cunt. She gave out a whimper and a slight moan, I knew then it was time to lay some serious pipe. I began to give slow, steady, deliberate strokes and quickly picked up the pace as I was keeping up the pace of Jess' every moan and quiver. "Oh god daddy, that feels so good" she cooed. I then flipped her over on her back, pulled my cock out of her and sucked on her bare chest, I bit her and I pawed at her, I shoved my fingers into her pussy while she jerked my virgin fluid soaked cock "yeah that’s it, that’s daddy’s little girl, fuck Jess, you know just how to do it, you’ll be a pro in no time baby" I could see her blush as I spoke to her, and I smiled kissing her lips softly as my fingers continued their long wonton plunge into her 13 year old pussy, her pants and whimpers turning me on even more so.
I was going to cum, I wanted to cum in her tight preteen cunt. I layed on the bed and put her over me as I did with her older sister. I pulled her down firmly onto my throbbing cock. She took it like a champ and began to moan as we began to grind against one another. I took hold against her little ass cheeks and began to pound harder and harder until I came.
It was as she came and collapsed gently on my chest, her hips still grinding against my now limp cock, which was slowly growing hard again, slowly, that she looked up resting her chin on my chest gently "Daddy, do you think we can do this again sometime?" I thought about that quite seriously, fuck the legalities of it, fuck the moralities of it, I had a golden opportunity here, a great wife/friend, and two horny daughters wanting to fuck me, how stupid do you think I was? Then again, remember the legalities and moralities, I kissed her cheek softly and looked up as Marcy came in with breakfast,

Six months later, I was laying in bed, Jessica on one side, Cassidy on the other, and My beautiful wife laying on top of me, my cock imbedded in her pussy, hard as a rock, as always.

One day, Alisha was at my house, giving me a massage. She had finished my back, and was now doing my front. I was only wearing a towel around my waist, and in a very vulnerable situation. As she started to massage my stomach muscles, she began asking me questions, like if I thought she was attractive, and which of her features did I like the most.

“I think you have really nice breasts.”, I answered shyly.

“So if you could have anything you wanted from me, what would it be Larry?”, she asked. Just hearing her asked this question, and feeling her hands on my abdomen made something stir in my groin, and I started to become erect right there in front of her. I was very embarrassed. She looked down and saw why I was blushing and said, “Larry, don’t be worried about that. I get that all the time. Besides, we ARE talking about sex here after all, and it kind of gets me hot to know that thinking about me gets you hot. So tell me your fantasy, it’s OK.”

“Well, we’d be right here like we are, but you’d be wearing a black, latex outfit.” I answered with a little more enthusiasm.

“Mmmm…”, she purred. “Would I be stroking your cock?” As she asked this question, she moved the towel that was covering my now fully hard erection and started to gently stroke it up and down.

“Ungh!”, was all I could manage. I looked down at her hand moving up and down on my cock, and I realized that I was coming dangerously close to orgasm, dangerously quickly.

“Mmmm…”, she answered back. “Would you want me to get up on the table and ride you?”

She didn’t get up on the table at this point, and the way things were going there probably wouldn’t be any time for her to get up there before I blew my load.

“Yes!” I hissed. “I’d want you to ride my cock while playing with my nipples.”

“Oh, so you like your nipples played with do you? How about sucked?” and then she bent down, still stroking me in her left hand as her right thumb and forefinger grasped my left nipple, and her lips tasted my right nipple.

I couldn’t control myself anymore. “I’m cumming Alisha! Oh God I’m cumming!” my cock exploded, shooting sperm all over her arm, and she continued to do her work on my nipples. Load after load erupted from my shaft, and it felt better than I had ever remembered.

“Are you cumming all over my black shiny latex Larry? Cum all over my latex.”

“Yes!” I almost cried. With that I began to calm down, and she moved her mouth to her arm, covered in my cum, and licked up ever single drop.

“Yes, Jonathan”

My heart jumps as she says my name I love how she says it. When I don’t reply she asks again.

“I have to have you Molly”

“What!?!”

“I have to have you, I can’t take it anymore, you are too beautiful.”

“If you try to do anything I will scream.”

“Tell me when was the last time you had sex?”

“What I’m not going to tell you that, leave me…”

She notices the bulge in my pants and she looks up at me and I see it in her eyes, she is going to scream. I work fast and lock her in a french kiss as she opens her mouth to scream. I rub her back and start to fondle her right tit. She begins to melt into my embrace and I start to relax my hold on her, I don’t want this to be a rape. She raises her hand and rubs the side of my face as I retreat letting her catch her breath. As she recovers I push the papers to the floor and set her lightly on the table. I put my hand under her shirt and slide my hands up her back as I kiss her once again. She is returning my kiss now as I find her bra strap; she pushes into me as I unclasp her bra. She starts removing her shirt allowing me access to her breasts. I take one into my mouth and I suckle upon it like a babe. I squeeze her other tit massaging the flesh with my hand. Holding her face tenderly in one hand I remove my shirt and she runs a hand down my chest. I run my hands down her sides sliding her pants down along with them removing them from her body. I look at her as she sits there in just her panties, I kiss her once again pushing her back to lie on the table; as I run my hand down her stomach to rest on her panty covered mound I run my finger up and down her valley feeling that it is very wet. I rub her with my hand. She closes her eyes and moans in pleasure as I continue my ministrations. I finally grab the hem of her panties and slide them off her beautiful legs kissing as I slide them off of her. I slide my tongue up the inside of her right leg leaving a thin trail of spit up her leg. I stop at her honey pot wanting to savor the moment looking at her cunt. I finally dive in sucking and nibbling her vulva, sucking really hard on her clit causing her to moan loudly in pleasure. I slide my tongue into her tunnel sliding a hand up her body fondling a tit in my fingers. She is flowing freely now my lips are covered in her juices, I lift my face and go up and french kiss her allowing her to taste herself on me. She licks all the juices off my face slowly and I slip my tongue into her mouth. I slide my hand down and slip two fingers into her cunt, and start to thrust them in and out. By now my cock has grown to its full length and is beginning to demand attention. I get up and her view lands on my cock as it sits there throbbing. She gets up and gets on her knees and takes it into her mouth. She goes to the base and back up licking and sucking on it. When she gets to the tip she nibbles on it lightly and I moan in pleasure. She begins to bob her head rapidly creating a vacuum around my cock causing me to moan in pleasure. I can’t hold on for long having this beauty sucking my cock and I start to reach my climax she starts to massage my balls and I try to hold on but to no avail I grab her head and push my cock into her mouth causing her to gag slightly and release my load into her mouth. A little dribbles out of the corner of her mouth and she uses her finger to scoop it up and put it into her hungry mouth. She stands up in front of me; I let my eyes roam her body all the way from her beautiful hair all the way to her small feet. I hold her in my arms and kiss her tasting her and me on her soft lips I grab both of her ass cheeks and lift her onto the table again. I then aim my cock at her hole and slowly slide her down on to my cock. I feel a piece of hard muscle once I get my cock all the way in. She wraps her legs around my hips as I bounce her on my cock. When I feel a little tired I set her on the table and start to thrust into her, picking up as much speed as I can. She moans as I fill her again and again. I slowly pull out and tell her to lie on the table with her feet on the floor and enter her yet again, this time sliding my finger into her ass, she starts moaning louder and I feel her pussy start to spasm as I continue to pump in her I can’t take it anymore and lose my load into her pussy. I collapse on top of her in exhaustion and slowly soften. I get off of her and allow her to get up she sits up and rubs the side of my face gently.

“You know this doesn’t change your grade, right?”

“Ah man” I smile at her “I know I wasn’t expecting it too, but can’t blame a guy for trying right?”

“No I guess you are right,” she laughs that beautiful laugh.

 

So please read and send me suggestions on how I can make it better thnx

When I came on duty one night, I noticed that one of the medics had not shown up for the day shift and a lot of patients had been missed for changing the linens and bathing. I started on the 6 patients and by 2 am had completed everyone except the young lady. When I removed her gown to bath her, it was the first time I noticed how petite she was: less than 5 feet tall and only about 90 pounds. She had larger breasts than I would have thought for someone her size. I started bathing her but found I was spending an abnormal about of time washing her breasts. Hell, I wasn't even washing them, I was massaging them and getting a boner as well.Â

I forced myself to continue the bath and when I got to her vulva I saw she was a natural redhead. Again, I was very thorough cleaning her here. My hardon was killing me! I hadn't had sexual intercourse in over a year and touching this young girl was almost more than I could endure. I changed the sheets and put a clean gown on her and left the room. However, I could not get the memory of how she looked and felt out of my mind. That day I masturbated before I could fall asleep. Then, I dreamed about her. On the way to work I stopped at the drug store and bought some lubricated condems.

About 2 am I entered her room. Slowly I removed her gown and gazed at the sight before me. Guilt was eating at me and I knew that if I fucked this girl it was rape. My hardon didn't care and I reached out my hand to caress her breasts. I rolled her onto her right side and moved her hips to the edge of the bed. I lowered my scrubs and shorts and rolled the condem down my erection. Raising her left leg I reached between her legs and spitting on my finger I inserted it into her vagina. She was not a virgin. Holding her leg up I placed the head of my penis at her vaginal opening and slowly pushed. I entered her slowly, an inch at a time, until I was firmly against her ass. She was so tight and warm I just stood there luxuriating in the feeling.Â

Slowly I started to stroke. I wanted to make it last as long as possible. However, it wasn't long before I felt the familiar feeling deep down in my abdomen and I knew it would not last very long. As I climaxed I pushed as deeply into her as possible and just stood still. Finally I started to stroke again and my erection remained. I stroked harder and harder watching the reflection of her breasts bouncing in the mirror. I reached around her and took one of her breasts in my hand as I came again. As I came down, I placed her back on the bed as she had been, placed a clean gown on her and flushed the condem down the toilet.

The next night I could hardly wait to get to work. Again around 2 I entered her room. After removing her gown I carefully removed the catheter and then removed my scrubs. I needed to be naked this time. I put the condem on and proceed to kiss her breasts and work my way down to her pussy as if she was enjoying this as much as I was. Soon I raised her knees and got into position and entered her slowly. I lay upon her feeling her breasts on my chest and the warmth of her body against mine as I fucked her slowly. After my orgasm, I removed the condem, wiped myself down and then entered her without any protection. Slowly I fucked her watching her breasts move on her chest. When I climaxed I almost forget to pull out.Â

It would not have been too smart to leave semen leaking out of her to be discovered by the next shift.

I cleaned her up, dressed her in a clean gown, replaced her catheter and after dressing left the room to continue on my rounds. I decided to bring my video camera for my next visit. However, that was not to be. The nurses settled their contract and by nightfall all the nurses had returned to their jobs. The National Guard released us to return to our daily grind. I didn't get to make the film, but I will always have those memories. Funny, I don't feel guilty at all.

 

           “Come on in darlin’, have a seat please,” Leon Crag said smoothly, “What can I do for you?”

 

“Well, Mr. Crag, I saw your ad in the paper; you remember we did talk about it over the phone last week, and you called me yesterday for an interview. I was just wondering if the position is still the same?” Rachel asked.

 

“You mean the ad in the Underground Times, or The Times, and or the internet personals?” he asked casually adding, “Please excuse me I talk to a lot of people about a lot of jobs every day.” 

 

“Yes, the one in the Times want ads” She replied softly, hesitantly, “Is the job still available? You did call me, saying something about an interview, and the appointment was for two-thirty and it is two-thirty now. I hope being punctual counts.” Rachel added earnestly.

 

“That job and several others, are always available,” Leon replied dryly, “I run that same ad everyday of the year! Yes, I called you in for an interview, for this afternoon. I thought you might back out quietly, or if you did come it would be of your own free will.”

 

“Really?” Rachel questioned and then pried further, “You mean you have that high of a turn-over for jobs that pay three hundred dollars a day?”

 

“Honey, this is the big city.” He said gently, “There ‘is…’ a high turn-over for three-thousand dollars a-day jobs, there are no free lunches. There is always some one quitting; or some one undercutting, or just waiting to take someone’s place, do not ever forget it! If you decide to stay; go through with the interview and then take the job, you’ll earn every penny!”

 

“Then how, what do I have to do?” Rachel stammered, “I guess I don’t understand.”

 

“Listen. I am sure, where you are from jobs like this do not exist.” he pointed out and asked, “Where are…you from? Remind me please.”

 

“Iowa, I’m from Platteville Iowa, it is a very small town and there are still a lot of different jobs,” she responded quickly sounding secure.

 

“And how old are you?” Mr. Crag questioned.

 

“I just turned eighteen two months ago.” she replied proudly, “Why, does it matter?”

 

“Oh yeah, I remember now,” he replied softly, and scoldingly added, “You bet your sweet little bottom it matters.” Then his face softened, as did his voice, “Do yourself a big favor get back on the bus, and go home, like you say there are a lot of jobs there you’ll find one.”

 

“I can’t. Your ad said females eighteen to twenty-four make $300 or more per day.” She whined, and stared stubbornly, “I’m eighteen. I’m female and need to earn a lot of money in a short time.”

 

“Do you have any idea what we do here?” Leon asked pointedly.

 

“I-it’s not illegal is it Mr. Crag?” Rachel asked warily, “I promised my mom I’d never break the law on purpose.”

 

“Not at all,” he shot back quickly and chuckled.

 

Rachel stared stubbornly her arms crossed, and demanded, “Now! Mr. Crag, it isn’t fair not to consider me for this job or any other job you may have. I’m a high school graduate, and I really need a job! I have references from two of my former employers.”

 

Leon leaned back in his chair hands inner laced behind his head. With a whimsical smile on his face, he looked at Rachel, the wall, back at her, and the door. He closed his eyes, wiped his face and hair; opened his eyes and drummed the desk with his fingers, fumbled through some papers and looked at Rachel for a few seconds more then Leon asked, “Tell me your name again.”

 

“Rachel, Rachel McAndrews.” she responded a little puzzled.

 

“Well Rachel… Rachel McAndrews let me start out easy. What kind of job are you looking for?” Leon asked frankly as he peered over the top of one of the papers.

 

“Full time employment. I’ll work any hours, over time no problem. I have problems in my family we owe a lot of money, and $300 a day would clear them up in a couple of years.” Rachel excited exclaimed.

 

“Sorry to hear that, but you still haven’t told me what ‘kind…’ of work you are looking for?” Leon asked impatiently as he organized a pile of papers as if he were putting them in numeric order.

 

Rachel in a quavering voice answered, “I’m willing to do any thing. I know how to type, file, and take dictation. I’ve done some cooking, and…”

 

“Whoa…! ‘What!’ wait a minute, back up a bit! You are talking minimum wage work here, unskilled labor.” Leon interrupted impatiently, and continued, “You can’t earn $300 in a day at those kinds of jobs much less get paid $300.00 for the interview!”

 

“W-what are you talking about?” Rachel stammered.

 

Leon said, “I’m interested in giving you the $300 interview, I told you about on the phone, but you got to be thinking that there must be strings attached to this money. Right?”

 

Hesitantly Rachel nodded casting glances allover the room, and stammeringly asked, “What is the $300 interview? I strip and have sex with you?”

 

“No…” Leon replied calmly, walking to the filing cabinet pulling a key from his pants pocket. He looked at Rachel and continued, “You do ‘have…’ to have your clothes… taken off, but not by me, and no, no sex today. I don’t have sex with possible clients, does that help ease your fear some? You have something I need; I have something you need.” Leon pulled the money from a box in the top drawer, held it in his hand, and looked at Rachel smiling warmly added, “You still have to earn it and money like that isn’t easy to earn.”

 

“What kind of ‘interview’ am I here for?” Rachel hesitantly popped emphasizing the word interview.

 

“Well do you or don’t you want the interview?” Leon asked waving the money, adding, “You have a lot of personal questions to answer, and a written questionnaire with some very personal questions to fill out at your leisure. Rachel to put it simply, I sell flesh.” Leon paused to let the bomb land, took a short look at her and continued, “You won’t have any more monetary value to me, or earning potential than you have right now ‘because…’ of your youthful ‘innocence’.”

 

“Yes I do.” Rachel paused and her face flashed red as the last of Leon’s statement sank in. “My innocence?” Rachel queried, “I’ve been with a man.”

 

“Honey I think he was just a boyfriend and maybe only a time or two. Anyway, around here your as innocent as a new born babe.” Leon brayed and chuckled quietly, “I’ve been with a man.”

 

“I can’t be a prostitute!” Rachel chopped out her face bent in disgust.

 

“No, not a hooker, or call girl taking multiple Johns ‘no, no, no…!’” Leon snapped out sounding a little impatient paused for a moment then continued, “nothing so common place. I don’t think you would make a good one any way. Let me explain. I run a very special and very expensive service. I take care of my clients, and ‘My…’ girls and boys. I take ‘good…!’ care of them. I did a check-up on you, just to see if you were worth the time of a full interview. I have a private investigator on retainer, and he is thorough. He said I quote no suspicious behavior. No drugs no boy friends, just works hard and keeps the house clean.”

 

“I’m confused. I am sure the job is about sex but not being a hooker or call girl. What is it?” Rachel interjected nervously and then her eyes grew wide and she barked out, “You investigated me?!”

 

“Easy… settle down… I know a few things about you now, so I called you back, now let me finish.” He paused as he waited for her to settle down then started, “I run a special business; I got the idea for it, from when I was using and running hookers and call girls. I used to surf the online personals for fun. After receiving, a raft of complaints from my people, girls and clients I did some research. I went from polygamy, to sex slaves, from concubines to surrogates, to sex toys. To put it simply I rent live-in sex toys and or maids or to put it even simpler Rent-a-mate.’ Full time live-ins or if you prefer wives…‘domestics/lovers living sex toys.’” Leon smiled smugly and added, “They do it all, from the floor to giving birth. They go from cooking, washing clothes and dishes, to washing pussies and penises, to house keeping. Much like old-world Japan. I was surprised at how fast it took off, and at how successful I became, so much so I’ve become a multi-level incorporation. I’ve branched into banking, insurance, and real-estate.” With a prying eye Leon stared at Rachel and assertively added, “You work good for me and my clients I can be your one stop shopping mall for your family and all their needs.”

 

“I still don’t understand I feel so confused.” Rachel admitted in a puzzled tone.

 

“As I said, I did a check on you.” Leon said firmly, stopped shuffling through the papers, and put them down. “I’m satisfied your hard working, and honest. Young lady; you have a drive to thrive, and making efforts to better your self, and the people close to you. Your Mom is sick the rent is over due, and your brother’s tuition isn’t late yet but will be soon. I can help with all of that. Rachel… you have a very nice face, a good body, with all the right proportions. My clients will find you very attractive; actually, you are exactly what many of them are looking for. With a little coaching, I can get you headed in the right direction. I will… look out for you; and you can be ready to retire in five to six years, maybe sooner if you play your cards right.” Leon assured with loose smile, and continued, “Well we’re almost done. First question, will you do as you are told?”

 

“Y-Yes?” She hesitated, fidgeted, and glanced at the door as if she were going to run.

 

“You don’t sound to sure.” Leon pointed out and then asked, “Will you finish your assignment as long as you are treated O.K.?”

 

“I’m sure ‘Yes. Yes…!’, and yes...! If  ‘you!’ set me up, I will do my part.” Rachel firmly claimed and with a trailing voice added, “I’m just afraid; this sounds like one of those things, where a person either wishes they died, or disappears never to be seen again.” Rachel’s face had a fearful expression.

 

“That is a reasonable fear, ‘but…’ I said I watch out for my people and you would be one of ‘my…’ people. That is how I have survived. The threehundred dollar interview is over, here’s the money.” Leon informed coolly and laid the money on the table in front of Rachel.

 

“Over! I don’t understand. Did I fail or what?” Rachel asked exasperatedly and stared at the money.

 

“Oh no, it’s time for the next level. Put that money in your pocket it’s you’res.” Leon said with a smile. “The thousand dollar interview is next.” Leon said as a wet smile beamed from his face.

       

“Oh sure. Is this where I strip and have sex with you?” Rachel said with disgust and stopped from putting the money in her purse.

 

“No! I told you I don’t have sex with my clients, or the people that work for me; but ‘you…’ will have your clothing removed, as I said earlier. You ‘will’ have sex with my girlfriend, but not right away, and yes people ‘will…!’ be watching, a lot of people will be watching.” Leon said sternly as he watched Rachel’s reaction to this new information and relaxed as he watched her put the money away.

 

“I what…I can’t! I don’t. I…I haven’t done ‘that!’ since high school, and then just ‘once!’ and ‘no…!’ one was watching.” her face blushing a very bright red and with resignation in her voice she added, “a lot of people gawking at me… God.” She cast glances all around the room as if being spooked then asked, “Where will everyone be?”

 

“At their homes and offices don’t worry it is all done by camera.” Leon warmly said then asking, “Did you like it? Tell me about it, please it will help with the bios my clients will want to read. But first read this aloud, and sign it. Then I want you to read this,” Leo handed Rachel a booklet and a single sheet of paper.

 

“I give one Mr. Leon Crag the right to post my pictures on the web site ‘Rent-a-mate.com’, and E-mail my bio-stats to interested clients. Here you go post away,” Rachel quickly scribbled her signature and started talking hurriedly about her tryst, “It really wasn’t much more than a dare, like I will if you will. I said go first she kissed me on the mouth and took my cloths off. Oh this is kind of embarrassing, but she kissed my pussy and made it feel good so I did it second. I guess what we did is called sixty-nine, I didn’t have an orgasm and neither did she, yet still, we both liked it we just wanted our boy friends more. It was the only time. Any way what’s the bios and pictures about?”

 

“Well… advertising; it gives me a chance to get you started earning money for me and you a little closer to earning your money, by showing the interested members what you have to offer. Oh by the way this is a ‘members only’ affair. That was a nice story; it tells me you have a bit of an adventuresome spirit, and still innocent. They will come in handy.”

 

“How does this work? And what is this booklet about? I thought you had to know a lot about sex to make money at it?” Rachel inquired skeptically.

 

“I’ll say this; coupled with the way you look, your ‘lack’ of experience, and the ‘I dare you to’ attitude gives you value.” Leon said assuringly and then added, “I’ll tell you in a bit, about both how all this works and the booklet. You hungry?”

 

“Yes. I could eat,” puzzlement and curiosity filled her voice and face.

 

“How about oriental? Spicy oriental?” Leon teased.

 

“Sure I like Chinese,” She said smiling.

 

“Well let me give Starr a call. I want her to help us, with the rest of your ‘interview.’ Stand up I want to get some pictures,” Leon directed, “that’s it, turn to the right, and now face the door, now face the wall, okay you can sit back down.” Rachel’s heart jumped with every click of the camera.

 

“What no nudies?” Rachel pertly quipped.

 

“No. Not yet,” Leon said in a mater-of-fact tone and added, “You do realize that you are going to have your clothes taken off, that you are going to handle a pussy and a dick. Get very explicit both verbally and physically in front of web-cams with my members looking, listening, and asking questions?”

 

“ Yes but Mr. Crag I just can’t shake off being afraid,” her voice trailing off as she looked at the door again.

 

“Oh I understand Rachel. If you didn’t have at least some apprehension you wouldn’t be here,” Leon warmly assured adding “Starr will help you, from now on just call me Leon.”

 

Rachel sat down feeling dizzy and somewhat stunned, musing over the information while Leon was on the phone, “My how this ‘job interview’ changed before my eyes; from work to entering the flesh market. That was never more than a passing fantasy, now that I think about it I realize how dumb or naive I have been, thinking this would be a snap. I had to be crazy thinking I could earn that much money, without having to give something of value in return.” After taking, a deep breath she thought, “this will be a good way to take care the family. Pay for Mom’s medical bills; get Jeff in college and his fancy computer, get them both a place to stay, and food to eat. Only they can’t find out about it. My… God! It would kill Mom!” Rachel jumped up, and started to bolt for the door then stopped. She stood there panting loudly her face beet red and nervously blurted out, “I want…! I want to go through with this, ‘all of it’; but I ‘don’t…!’ want anyone, my family, or my friends to find out what I am doing!”

 

“Just a second Starr, I have to talk to Rachel hold on.” Leon looked at Rachel and said calmly “Don’t worry. The first three rules of my business are privacy, privacy, and privacy. ‘Ok…?’ Starr you got the order… good, and you’ll be right here…? Great see you soon.”

 

“I’m sorry I just got scared.” Rachel still blushing excused her self then confessed, “You are right my mother is sick and needs to see a doctor. Jeff and Mom need a better place to stay and yes, the rent is past due.”

 

“Don’t worry about a thing.” Leon warmly consoled adding, “we will get you set up with automatic bill paying and insurance for the two of them. My service is safe; I won’t put you with first time clients that could be risky, and you will be looked in on.” He explained and looked at Rachel warmly and assuringly added, “You won’t be drugged, tossed into a dungeon, and tortured. With the exception of some recreational drugs, you will be working in a drug free environment. I will set you up with an advance against what I think will be an exceptional and profitable term of service. We were in luck Starr was at the café all ready. I’ve posted you picture and profile on the members only board, and sent out e-mails to the prospective couples, that your profile matches their wants, wishes, and needs.”

 

“What have I just agreed to get into?” Rachel asked in a woeful and apprehensive tone her face stressed with concern.

 

“The sex business; to have sex with a strange couple at their whim and wish, and to let me help you take care of your family. You have agreed to be a long-term live-in mate and housekeeper, an extra wife to the husband, a playmate and helper to the wife. The sexier and more agreeable you are, the better. The second three rules are make’em happy, make’em happy, and make’em happy. That is what Starr is going to help you with. So read that booklet, it will raise some questions and answer some too.”

 

 “Just what is ‘sweet’ Starr going to do to me?” she whined wrinkling her nose trying to feign unwillingness.

 

“She isn’t going to abase you, Starr is just going to settle you down some give you a few pointers and psyche you up for the interview. You’ll read that you are not allowed to say no; you ‘must…!’ dutifully obey both of your owners. You ‘must…’ to the very best of your ability deliver service with a smile. They are not allowed to physically hurt you or emotionally abase you unless it is part of the contract. You cannot be imprisoned unless it is introduced in your contract.” Leon paused to let the information settle and then added, “They can reprimand you for mistakes and ‘order’ you to perform better after telling you what you did wrong. You have to agree to everything in the contract before signing.”

 

“They can’t hit or lock me away in a dungeon.” Rachel nervously asked.

 

“I have clients that are prone to that but in your case we are not catering to them.” He waited for her to calm down and continued, “The men are paying for it so some times they are going to ‘take...’ a quickie, and sometimes they might use you for hours. It’s the same with the wives you ‘will’ be spending most of your time with them. There could be weeks when all you do is pleasure your owners, and not one second will they spend pleasuring you, maybe become even more demanding to see how you will act.”

 

“I can’t imagine what I would have to do to keep a woman sexually happy.” Rachel remarked, as she looked at the floor her hand between her legs obviously warming to the situation and becoming aroused.

 

“I want to point out specifically the highlighted part on page six.” Leon started out saying with a pure business attitude, “upon selection of bidder and signing of the contract the signer ‘you’ agree to stay sequestered on the premises, while waiting for you contract to begin. You can leaving only with an escort, and you are not allowed to participate in any sexual activity.”

 

“Sounds like I’m going to be a slave; a sex slave aren’t I? A lesbian sex slave, and a domestic servant.” Rachel chimed disappointedly as a shiver raced across her body.

 

“Yes. Again, don’t worry, read the booklet.” Leon asserted and comfortingly added, “I will help you with your choices for your first time. Sex and submissiveness ‘are’ the biggest parts of what I sell and what you will be doing and it can be easy.” He paused smiled a beaming smile adding, “You just have to learn to give in to their wishes freely. Remember you must be ‘fun…!’ Starr will coach you, and tell you a few of her experiences to help you get a better understanding of the requirements. You will be working harder than you ever have, I promise. Keep reading. I have a nice quiet room for you to stay in should we need one. There will be a one to three week wait while schedules mesh and the paperwork wraps up you will have the run of the place but must be escorted by one of my staff.”

 

Rachel read in silence quickly scanning the pages, looking up puzzled and starting to ask questions, stopping and reading further sighing when some of them were answered. She looked up again puzzled and asked, “Why don’t you use hookers or call girls?”

 

“For obvious reasons, in your case they are not able to satisfy my clients needs, plus they are not trustworthy.” Leon noted.

 

She read a little farther and burst, “Wait a minute I ‘do not…!’ want to be a wet-nurse baby factory.” Rachel declared loudly.

 

“You didn’t do a good job of reading.” Leon rebuffed informing, “That falls under the bonuses program; your supposed to get pregnant if you want the bonuses, but you must abort within eight weeks. Starr will explain all that to you.”

 

“OK. The money happen with bids being placed for…” Rachel paused her face flared red when she said, “my services…”

 

“Bidding, yes like at any auction the participants will look you over ask you questions, and place their bids based on your answers, appearance, and performance.” Leon explained somewhat amazed at how fast she was catching on.

 

“Like a car or art or an estate auction like the black woman chained to a pole and sold?” she quizzed farther.

 

“Oh! We’ve got a lot of responses coming in already, and there’s sweet Starr at the door. Well yes, ‘exactly’ it is people bidding against each other to own ‘you…’ mind and body. You will become the winner’s property just like a long time ago, the only difference no whips or chains. I will give you a list of the top five bidder’s profiles and you will make the final choice. You will…belong to them in every way for the term of the contract. If you don’t want to owe me money then you will make it good for at least six months. I’d say read the rules and regs through again while we eat.”

 

“And if I owe you money?” Rachel asked her question with a suspicious tone in her voice.

 

“No I won’t kill you or break a leg.” Leon responded with a sarcastic tone of voice and then calmly informed her, “We will set up a payment program and yes, if you default, I will turn it over to a collection agency. I am not a gangster.”

 

The door swung open, in walked a big-busted, full-bodied, auburn haired, dark tanned woman her arms loaded with take-out food boxes. She set the boxes on the table, took off her coat hung it on the rack, and looked at Rachel. She smiled her pouty red lips opening as she beamed.

 

“Starr. I’m Rachel. How are you doing today?” Rachel acquainted her self with her future mentor.

 

“I’m fine. Leon was telling me a little about you earlier today. He is right you do look like the girl we all wanted in school.” Starr sang smiling, as she pulled at her hair to straighten out the wind curls. Starr’s tight hair accented her tanned, plump round face then gazed at Rachel sizing her up head to toe and with a smile warmly added, “Yes you even look like the girlfriend I wanted in school.” Starr found Rachel’s thick bushy eyebrows and full head of long shiny black hair stopping at her shoulders attractive and enticing, as she knew that Rachel would have a very thick matting of shiny black hair covering her genitalia. Her body still had baby fat making her roundish but firm looking certainly not fat looking. At five seven, and one thirty-five Rachel was very pleasing to anyone’s eyes. Atop her pert thirty-four D breast making mounds in her thick blouse were large buds caused by her gumdrop-sized nipples. Starr finished fluffing her clothes and with a smile and warm gaze moved toward Rachel.

 

Blushing from Starr’s lingering gaze Rachel announced, “Leon says you are going to help me learn a little something of the sex business. I have decided to go for it… all the way, and I can… use what ever helpful information you are willing to give.”

 

“Ol’ Leon asked me to give some special tutoring.” Starr humorously replied and warmly assured, “I’ll be happy to answer any and ‘all’ question you can ask and some that you will not think to ask. After sizing you up, I see Leon has as usual under stated how attractive you are. You do have that full-bodied look, yet pert, with that down to earth natural beauty, that most of his; ‘special…’ clients look for. Hell I find you enticing.” Starr warmly admitted as she looked on with a seductive smile.

 

“I hate to interrupt but I’m hungry, so let her read, while we all eat up.” Leon interjected and then added, “I will confirm that an auction will happen in two hours.” He paused and looked quizzically at Rachel and asked, “Or should I e-mail a cancellation… Rachel?”

 

“No! Yes! No!” Rachel excitedly exclaimed as she stuttered, “I mean I am going to go for it! All the way! You ‘have…’ an auction!” Rachel quickly and enthusiastically confirmed.

 

“That’s the spirit.” Leon chimed and shoveled some food into his mouth.

 

“You have to act like ‘a-more-than-willing’ participant.” Starr pointed out, and asked, “Leon have you actually pointed out that Rachel will be catering more towards the wives and how the time schedules work? What she is expected to do? And most of all how we will be looking out for her?”

 

“Yes, yes, and yes. I thought you could explain the different ‘bonus’ programs.” Leon mumbled around a mouth full of food.

 

Rachel gulped her bite down and asked, “Yea. One, five, six, and six months the manual said but I am not sure if I got it right.”

 

With a swallow and slurp from her drink Starr replied, “If you only go one month or less you won’t be called back, you failed, and you may owe Leon money. I’m going to make sure your headed in the right direction so you can avoid that.” Starr pointed out then filled her mouth with rice again.

 

“One, five, six, and six months. That is eighteen months with no problems nets an automatic $1,800.00 bonus. The very least you’ll earn is $162,000.00 with no other bonuses and no deductions. With no rent, utilities, or food to pay for. You’ll be covered by your owners medical insurance, and your family will be covered by your insurance.” Garbled Leon and with a chuckle added, “That is good beginner’s pay.”

 

“That is more than a life time pay compared to what I’ve been earning.” Rachel observed with an uneasy grin. Then hungrily took a mouth full of pork followed it with rice and exaggeratedly chewed.

 

Leon reminded her between gobbles. “You must realize that you are selling, at the very least, six months of your life into ‘servitude…’ becoming a slave with what could be a very demanding pair of masters.”

 

“You are only allowed one day off every two weeks.” Starr pointed out, garbling around a mouth full. She swallowed and went on, “You get a full two days pay extra, for every day-off not taken as an extra bonus at the end of the full contract. So by going the full eighteen months that will be seventy-two days of extra pay. Hey Leon help me out with the math.”

 

Leon looked up from the food; a wet smile beamed from his face, and while tweaking his nipple looked right at Rachel saying, “No days off says you ‘want’ to be there. Depending on the bids, it could net you at least $21,600.00 less my pittance. I pay an extra $1800.00 bonus out of the interest I earn for not having problems with the contract. So, say for arguments’ sake you get $300.00 a-day. To keep the math simple for now I take my fees fifty a-day. That leaves $250.00 a-day or $7500.00 a-month or $90,000.00, a-year or $135,000.00 for eighteen months no bonuses no interest and no deductions. I say from experience that that is the very least you will get.”

 

“That is a lot of money.” Rachel remarked with puzzlement in her voice and skeptically asked, “The interest you earn?”

 

“Of course I make money off your work and more the better you work out.” Leon cynically remarked.

 

Starr interjected explaining, “Oh yes; the clients pay six months in advance at the beginning of each term. Depending on the reason the contract is terminated early, Leon either refunds the full amount and you get stuck with a bill, or he pays you off, giving you the contract option to continue or stop. The full contract is eighteen months, in six-month increments, with an exit clause at the end of each of the six-month terms.”

 

“What is the most I will pay Leon?” Rachel inquired in a skeptical tone.

 

“If you get $300.00 a-day I take $50.00 a-day. If you get $400.00 a-day then I take $75.00 a-day.” Leon assured in a business like tone adding, “No less than fifty, and no more than one-fifty a-day so it would behoove you to work for the higher bids.”

 

“Except for what you’ll be sending your family you will be leaving the money in the bank because you won’t need it.” Starr explained her voice sounding like a business woman and with a laugh added, “Hell by the time you satisfy the first contract you’ll have Ol’ Leon paid off and taking care of your family with your own money.”

 

Rachel cut Starr short asking, “What is this pregnancy bonus about?”

 

“Leon?” Starr looked at him.

 

“No. That’s your department.” Leon said as he fumbled through the empty boxes of food grunting, “Shit I’m still hungry.”

 

“I call them conception abortion bonuses. To get them you have to announce, to your owners, that you are pregnant and ask them to terminate it. The safe time is six to eight weeks, and you have to terminate or you will violate the contract. You get $3000.00 upon confirmation, and it goes straight into your account. I conceived six times in eighteen months, that comes to $18,000.00.” Starr stated proudly and added, “It starts earning interest right away too.”

 

“Didn’t it hurt you?” Rachel queried in a distressed tone, “Didn’t you get sick?”

 

“Not at all. I put on weight twice, but as you can see, I took most of it off.” Starr assured and then added, “In six months, I go back on the auction block. This time I will be a surrogate mother. The minimum bids will open at three hundred per day and double for the last four weeks, then fifty percent a-week till weaning. Sex and house work will be optional at that tim...”

 

“This all sounds to good to be true. I’m puzzled. Why only three contracts?” Rachel interrupted.

 

“Leon that’s your department.” Cooed Starr.

 

“You are right, as I said earlier the bidders become your owner. You sell your freedom. The first month gives the couple a chance to see what they bought. The five-month term gives you an opportunity to see if you want to go for another year, in six-month increments or back out and take some money. During the contract, you will not be allowed to go anywhere that you are not taken to by the owner. They will go places and not take you must stay home. You will be eating, bathing, and sleeping, with them, and you cannot be potty shy. Keeping up appearances is very important. Your day off is spent in a private room ‘in’ their home. Well by the end of the third contract, four and a half years, I’m afraid you will have lost your appeal to those long term clients.” Leon explained and added, “Remember it is your youth and innocents that is of value. There are other lucrative contracts available, but that’s for another time. Any way I suspect that if you stay and complete all three contracts you won’t need to work.”

 

“So I cook, clean house, and have sex with my ‘owners…’ as you call them. I submit to their every whim and nothing else.” Rachel commented dryly.

 

“You won’t get past the first month with that attitude.” Starr jumped in. “Hun your going to act fun and be fun. You must be seductive and seduce them and be seduced by them. Think of them as your mates your lovers. You’ll need to melt in their hands, and you will need to make them melt in your hands.” She paused as she mused over a memory and remarked, “What makes a toy popular is that it is fun and easy to play with.”

 

“Starr, here is a partial list of bidders.” Leon pointed out, “There are a couple of first timers. They seemed okay, I mean they passed my detective and he is thoroughgoing, but lets drop them anyway.” Leon rubbed his hands together and then declared, “I have all of my clients thoroughly investigated. You were thoroughly investigated.” He cast a warm look at Rachel and firmly said, “I have never lost a mate to a bad client. Pimps beet their girls and the hookers get stiffed or killed all the time. There are none of those risks with my service. My clients pay me a lot of money and expect to get what they paid for.”

 

 “Hey. These two sound fun.” Starr sang out with enthusiasm after gulping her food down and then read from the bio, “Wife likes to work her husband over with the help of a second woman, but for one on one prefers a woman’s touch.” With a little laugh remarked, “If you play the part you could have a lot of fun. When husband is away mate will provide sexual release in a variety of ways hell I’m getting wet reading this.” Starr said with a laugh her voice trailed off as she continued, “She must keep up with the household chores, will accompany wife shopping to the gym, bike rides anywhere she wants her to go. Shit reads like a want ad in the personals. Okay lets skip to some of the rules when out of the house she will talk to no one, respond to medical emergencies only, and walk arm and arm or at least stay close, and be very attentive. Well it still sounds fun if you go along.” Starr said as she lingered at the words on the page.

 

“So we have an ‘auction!’” Leon crowed with satisfaction. “I have to get set up.” And Leon headed for the hall.

 

“Who is the guy that’s going to fuck me Leon?” Starr yelled as he started down the hall.

 

“If it matters there are Greg, or Jerome they have been saving up for the last eight days. Which one do you want?” Leon yelled back.

 

“Surprise me Leon.” Starr shouted and started talking to Rachel again, “So this is how it will go first you just sit by the bed in front of the cameras.” Starr explained in a friendly tone.

 

“’Cameras!?’ Oh yes the cameras.” Rachel interrupted and asked, “What did I just start?” her voice crackling with surprise.

 

“You didn’t think they were going to bid and buy sight unseen?” Starr sarcastically asked.

 

“No I guess not Starr.” Rachel conceded.

 

Starr continued, “The first round happens with you in the chair, next to me sitting on the bed. The group gets to ask you five questions. The way you answer them the tone of voice, your body language will determine how the bidding goes. You remember when you were in school writing essay answers the more informative your essay the higher the grade, well it is the same here.” Starr remarked and warmly looked at Rachel.

 

“Starr. Is this like a conference call everyone hears everyone?” Rachel distressfully asked.

 

“Yes Rachel everyone hears everything questions, answers, and the bids offered. The second cycle starts with us. We will be kissing and petting. They will be using you… so they are going to want to see if you are a good seducer and easy to be seduced. You are being bought for the wife’s benefit mainly, but the husbands are there some of the time, some more than others and you do belong to them as well. So you must satisfy their whims, fancies and orders too.”

 

Starr paused a few moments to muse and then continued, “Just to give you an idea. One afternoon I was with the wife naked on our bed. She had blindfolded me and we were into some serious petting. Well we were both getting hot when she rolled on top. She started frenching me and playing with my clitoris, while the husband snuck into the room and mounted her from behind. I nearly jumped out of my skin when he bumped my legs and knew exactly when he slid his dick into her, because her saliva started cascading into my mouth around her tongue. They had been having sex for almost thirty minutes; when with out any warning, he stuffed his cock deep inside me and gave a few long quick thrusts, and his sperm surged into me. I was so startled I screamed and bucked trying to shake his dick out of me but the wife let out an impish giggle and held me tight until he pulled out. That is one of the times I conceived.” As she became quiet, Starr smiled amorously reminiscing.

 

“Am I going to fuck Jerome or Greg, Starr?” Rachel shyly asked.

 

“No. You will have to strip the male we do use and handle his dick, but I’ll ‘get…!’ to do the fucking.” Starr explained as she rubbed her genitals and dreamily added, “I prefer sex with men because I love the feeling of a hard cock moving inside me. The feeling of sperm gushing, soaking my cheeks, and running down the crack of my ass really thrill me still. Just thinking of it gets me wet.” she paused and took a few deep breaths and added, “Dildos and strap-ons are okay but little more than pacifiers. When I am with a woman I would rather she use her tongue and or fingers to get me off, and I ‘dooo…!’ love to exchange fluids with women!” Starr dreamily stared at the floor as she diddled her nipple.

 

With a loud sigh, Starr continued explaining the bidding process, “The third cycle starts with individual bidders asking more questions and deciding weather you do me or I do you first. Think of these questions as essays too but requiring only short essay answers. So depending on the out come of this Q and A I will be exposing, and touching different parts of your privates and you will be handling mine in turn. We will take different poses, lying down, bending over or standing up with a leg propped on a chair or something. We will be spreading our legs wide so they can see every little thing.” Starr stopped and watched Rachel turn away in embarrassment and knew her embarrassment was from being turned on. In a deep alluring voice she continued, “We will be fingering each other’s vaginal folds and anuses suckling each other’s breasts. The bidders are going to be watching your responses as we take turns with our ministrations to each other. You must look like an eager and happy participant. The more aroused you look the wetter the wives will get, the harder their dicks are going to get, and the higher the bids are going to go. If you know what I mean?”

 

“Yes. I knoooww…what you mean!” Rachel smiled quipped and then assured, “I will try to arouse you, and let you arouse me, and look good doing it.”

 

“Rachel you look really good you have the face and body these people really want. The; I’m young, fertile, and full of cum, and I’m easy, look see how easy I get hot.” Starr consoled and cupped Rachel’s cheek. Rachel’s eyes closed and her knees warbled. Starr quaffed deeply at the air and closed her eyes and in a voice near whisper warmly warned, “We will continue this later!” Coolly Starr continued Rachel’s orientation, “When the forth-round starts we will both be making love; the two of us, having sex together. We will be going from French kissing to down on each other, you know sucking tongues, lips, nipples and clitorises. You will have your fingers in me and I’m going to have my fingers in you. Don’t worry about cumming on my face I like it, but even if you don’t like my cumming in your face you must look like you do. And yes the cameras will be running, catching the action from all angles, ‘all…!’ of the action from ‘all…!’ of the angles.”

 

“Starr I’m not sure but I don’t think I have ever had an orgasm.” She grimaced casting glances around the room as her face flashed deep red, and in a shaky assured, “I know I will like you juices on my face.”

 

“Not even when you masturbated?” Starr asked puzzled.

 

Rachel grimaced as she admitted, “I never masturbated.”

 

“Never?” Starr gave a deep husky sigh and combing Rachel’s hair with her fingers warmly assured, “Well I am going to be looking forward to giving you your first orgasm. Don’t worry it doesn’t hurt, I promise!” Starr smiled impishly her upper cheeks reddening and continued. “When the fifth-round starts I say I want ‘my man go get my man.’ You go get him and walk into the room hand and hand this is where you first handle him; you kiss him, take his clothes off, you rub your naked body on his, you rub his cock with your hands, legs and buttocks, you turn him on and tell him that your mama wants you. As saucily as you can and still sound real.”

 

“I don’t think can I rub his penis in front of the camera.” She nervously admitted as she danced from foot to foot as if she had to pee.

 

“Rachel you have too. It won’t squirt on you or bite you.” Starr teasingly quipped and then warmly added, “They need to know you will handle their every little thing.”

 

“Just rub it not have sex?” Rachel pried farther.

 

“You are not supposed to suck or fuck it.” Starr said as a matter of factly and with a smile on her face coaxed, “Just hold it against your face and smile, that will drive them crazy I promise. You keep forgetting these people are after you for your inexperience not your experience, your youth and innocents, not you wiles. You do have to prove that you are willing to and can so to speak ‘handle…’ the job.”

 

“I can do that. Starr? I am still having trouble understanding this whole thing.” Rachel resigned and grimaced as she added, “I still keep seeing those nasty reports of the white slavery trade and can’t hel…”

 

“Just relax.” Starr interjected and consoled, “Leon started this business for those very reasons he hated every article.” Starr gave Rachel a much-needed hug and then went with her introduction, “Remember the important thing is being sexy without seeming like you are straining. I’ll rub the sheet if I think you need to slow down some. The next cycle of bidding starts when you put his dick into my pussy, and start sucking my clitoris, and moving his dick inside me with your hand. This is ‘the…! Pose…!’ my fave and theirs too… mostly.”

 

“Why use that pose? I know my mouth is going to touch his penis!” Rachel’s face wrinkled and she stuck her tongue out as if having a foul tasting substance in her mouth.

 

“Yes. Just don’t think about that, think of kissing my pussy.” Starr became quiet as she reminisced and then warmly assured, “That is the one position they all share. You’ll see why when it happens to you, it can be explosive. I’ll tell you a short story.” A broad smile beamed as Starr collected her thoughts her cheeks turned blush as she started, “I was with my first couple it was the third week, and I hadn’t had sex the two months before my arrival and watching them having sex made me ache. They had sex in bed every night with me lying next to them or under them getting wet from their sweat for the first two weeks. I tell you I was hoorneey…!”

 

“I just finished my shower, and walked into the bedroom. She was sitting on the bed smiling at me a kind of crooked sexy smile she had when she knew I was aroused and I could smell her heat. She was just patting the bed next to her, where she wanted me to lie down. When she moved I saw the shinny wet spot she made. I was quite nervous because this was my first contract and my first time being with a woman, except for the interview. I was sort of turned on already when she started kissing my face and fondling my breasts. She knew exactly how to squeeze my nipples. When she started frenching me, and putting her fingers inside me, my fire was lit, my juices were running out of me, and she made it feel ‘Oh…!’ ‘So…!’ Good! She was tweaking my nipples with the fingers of one hand while diddling my clitoris with the thumb of her other hand splaying my labia with her fingers. She knew just when to stop to keep me from cumming. My God! I would start to pant and gasp and she would stop and stay very still and wait for me to come down then start again. She did that to me several times till my groin started aching. She was kissing her way down to my vagina when her husband lay down next to me and began fondling my other breast and nipple, nibbling my ear, and pressing his cock onto my side. His dick was already very hard I could feel it throbbing. I was trembling I was so hot, and so scared. It felt like some one was blowing up balloons inside of me and then letting the air out, I thought I was about to explode.”

 

Starr paused took a short drink of water and started again, “Her suckling my clitoris and fingering my labia kept me so dilated I was wide open. My cream was beading and flowing down my anus, I was soaking the sheet beneath me. I was getting close to cumming when in one smooth movement, they pulled me on top him and with her mouth still suckling my clitoris, she slid his cock into me. My God…! I exploded before it was all the way in, I tried to scream but couldn’t. I just gasp uncontrollably and moaned mindlessly. I grabbed two handfuls of her hair and shoved her face onto my pussy. My vaginal muscles convulsed gripping his cock tightly; I heard her grunting and moaning loudly like she was having an orgasm too. I ground her mouth into my clitoris, and felt I was going to jump out of my skin gasping and writhing. I felt so spent, yet when she started manually moving his cock inside me and when he started ejaculating I exploded again, I thought my innards were squirting out of me through my pussy with every contraction. His dick didn’t go soft then either.”

 

“The three of us rolled over he was on top and she was under me. I was passionately kissing her we were moaning loudly and grunting like animals. She was foundling my breasts and nipples while he was working his dick just inside my opening rolling my labia with every quick short stroke. Over the next thirty or so minutes I probably had twenty small orgasms, but when he ejaculated I yelled and jumped from the forcefulness of his stream. When we finely finished we just lay there in a pool of our sweat, and his semen mixed with our juices.” Starr took a long pause and reminiscently added, “I for the most part, have had a good time with all of my owners. It’s best to think of them that way, because they are… your owners. Remember to keep your guard up some of them are ass holes and will try to trip you up, cause you to violate the contract, and as you know it saves them money.”

 

“Oh! Starr you’ve made me wet my panties, my fanny is slipping inside them. Maybe we can fool around a little first?” Rachel enticed as she slipped a little closer.

 

“Save it for the camera.” Starr cautioned, “You will need to look Hot…! Wet…! And Sexy…!”

 

“I feel all melted inside I ache. I will be glad to help you have an orgasm, and know… I want you too.” Rachel purred smiling and whispered, “When we get the time.”

 

“You know Rachel this doesn’t have to feel like work we are allowed to enjoy the bidding process.” Starr cooed and ran her fingers through Rachel’s hair smiling as she said, “During this round when you start manually making him cum inside me they are going to want to watch your pussy and see if you turn wet while he is cumming. Your bottom will be faced right at the camera, and it will be a tight shot.”

 

“What do you mean ‘a tight shot?’” a puzzled look washed across Rachel’s reddening face.

 

“A close up. A well lit… close up. And your legs will be spread wide so you will… be wide open, offering a full view.” Starr alluringly patted Rachel’s buttocks.

 

A weak smile appeared on Rachel’s face as she asked, “Starr? Say I stay the full term do I get a vacation or what?”

 

“No more than a week and the time it takes to start another round of bidding.” Starr informed adding, “More than that and you’ll have to pay for the escort you will need.”

 

“An escort?” Rachel remarked in surprise and asked, “What do I need an escort for?”

 

“As long as you work for Leon and his special clients you belong to them and Leon twenty-four seven three sixty-five.” Starr explained and with a light laugh added, “Don’t worry Leon will pay for the escort the first week. If you stay longer than a week, you have to pay for the escort. If you go without an escort, you will loose your priority in the bidding and have to get and pay for another check up. Another three rules here are, security, security, and security. He has to protect his clients, and that means us too.”

 

“Do you know why they pay so much to conceive then have an abortion?” Rachel asked with a confused look on her face.

 

“Some like to ‘cum’ in a fertile womb, others believe that they are freeing a spirit.” Starr mused before continuing, “Don’t ask me to explain that; as for me I love the feeling of sperm gushing inside my womb.”

 

“So the long and short of it all is; I just stay at their house and cook, clean, have sex, and be a dutiful wife for eighteen months at a time?” Rachel pertly recapped.

 

“It depends on the couple and the ground rules, but yes you must comply completely, or you will violate that contract.” Starr firmly asserted adding, “The six month term has to be completed or you get nothing, even if there is only one hour left.”

 

“What if someone in my family gets sick?” Rachel quizzed.

 

“That’s a medical reason, and something will be worked out so you can take an absence.” Starr answered and then quipped, “I have trouble reading too it is all in the brochure.”

 

Leon came around the corner looked at Starr and Rachel, “Rachel give Starr a wet kiss.” He ordered and with a chuckle asked, “Did you give Rachel the blow by blow on the bidding process?”

 

“HUmmm huumm.” Starr toned as her lips were sealed to Rachel’s.

 

“‘Oh!’ That looks ‘swee…eet…!’” Leon remarked as he watched the rosy cheeks meshing and then brayed, “I think the bidding is going to be heated maybe even over the top! Because every one of the families of the Tantrik love cults have joined the bidding, all of the older couples as well as all of the younger couples.” Leon paused as watched the screen and then blurted out, “Even a bunch of our pre-approved first time couples have come on line to join in, and a bunch of the singles have logged on just to watch.”

 

“Rachel you kiss good like you know what you are doing.” Starr purred as she cupped Rachel’s cheek.

 

“It can’t be that different than kissing boys.” Rachel smiled blushing a little and nuzzled Starr’s palm.

 

“I would say you are going to have a lot of fun and get paid for it too.” Starr commented gayly, then cautioned, “Stay away from the Tantrik love cults as I hear they are really hard to work with.”

 

“Are they dangerous?” Rachel whispered.

 

“No they are extremely demanding.” Starr answered frankly and then explained, “They really believe in the exchange of fluids during sex!”

 

“Well girls, show time fifteen minutes!” Leon said as he ground his hands together and an impish grin beamed, then introduced, “This is Greg. He will be assisting us with parts of the bidding. Greg ‘this…!’ is Rachel, and you already know Starr.”

 

“Hi girls.” Greg said as he turned towards them.

 

Rachel just stuttered when she tried to speak as she had been caught off guard by the huge bulge in Greg’s pants. Starr kicked in, “Oh don’t mind her she has never seen such a well endowed male but not to worry she ‘will…!’ catch on.” Starr ensured as she gave his flaccid penis a firm shaking.

 

End. Chp. 1

 

I had a lot of fun writing this story and hope you will enjoy reading it. Ch. 2 will be a lot more than a fun tease. Please send comments to writermike2003@yahoo.com. All reasonable and constructive e-mails will be responded to.

Thank you for your time. writermike

 

 

“Did you notice her toes are clenched and her feet are pointed?” Meka returned.

“Mmmm yes, Doug?  Do you want anything dear?” Gwen asked innocently.

“Fuck me, fuck me.  Please fuck me,” I begged.

“It sounds like our little Doug here is a slut.  All right since you asked so nice.  Gwen, go ahead with that lovely strap-on,” Meka urged.

There is no way to describe it to someone without a vulva, what being penetrated like that feels like.  You’ll just have to believe me, if it is done right, it feels wonderful.

Gwen banged me while Meka suckled and diddled my clit.

My only job at that point was to deafen the neighborhood dogs.

Those two wicked women made me orgasm twice and then, Gwen used her tonsil tickler on my clit, ducking into my vagina from time to time, to make me cum again.  When it looked like I could take no more, they nuzzled me and held me until I could control my body again.

“Doog?  Is Doog good?” Meka teased me.

Gwen snickered, “Is that how you talked before you came here?  That is so hot!  You could have half the men in this city with that native girl routine.  There would be a line at the front door half a mile long waiting their turn,” she informed Meka.

“When I pulled Doug into my world, that’s all the better I could talk.  I spent two days watching television, and practicing before I could become somewhat proficient in your language,” Meka assured Gwen.

I was, recovered enough for that to bring up a question, “Two days?  I, fainted for two days?”

“Not exactly…  I gave you something to keep you asleep.  The transformation can be a great strain on a man.  I felt it was best,” she admitted.

“You went two days without eating?” I asked not believing that she had.

“No Doug, I made a couple trips to the village so that they would know where we were, and what had happened to you.  Oh and two of your wives will be visiting us in… oops!  About a minute,” she leapt out of bed in her baby doll, with us following more slowly.

There were two women standing in the living room looking completely lost, but once they saw Meka, their faces lit up and they ran to hug her.

They chattered away in the singsong language I remembered.  I heard, “Doog,” and saw Meka point at me.  It was a good thing I was paying attention because they shot down the hallway and latched onto me hugging me from both sides.

They started kissing my cheeks saying, “Doog,” they were saying other words I did not know as well, but I knew they were happy to see me.

Meka was still talking to them, when suddenly they let me go and latched onto Gwen, saying, “Gween.”  Close enough I guess, because it brought a huge smile to her face, as they kissed her too.

“What did you tell them?” I asked Meka, curious to know.

“I told them to greet your newest wife and that she will be a great asset to our world,” Meka told me in a conspiratorial whisper.

“Why did you have them come?” I continued.

“Well Doug, they are your wives, and we are going to need more of our village women who can speak your language.  I figured that we can use some help while you, Gwen, and I are setting up all of the different things we talked about,” she logically concluded, “they love you very much as well, and to help out they will see to it that we are provided food and comfort.  They are very motivated and have now come to believe that you are the key to saving our world.”

“Damn, that is one hell of a heavy load you want to drop on me,” I exclaimed as I watched Gwen be, molested.

“I have carried it alone long enough.  If you do not wish to accept it I will understand,” her lower lip stuck out in a pout.

“I didn’t say I wouldn’t do it, it was a shock to know that what we plan to do is that important,” I hugged her, “I’m sorry that you had to shoulder this great responsibility by yourself for so long.”

“It has been difficult, especially knowing that there was such little hope,” she affirmed.

“With that portal gizmo of yours, why haven’t you linked it to my world long before this?” I asked her incredulous that she hadn’t used it sooner.

“We had no way to establish a connection until you crashed near an old portal site in the Amazon, your close proximity and unique mental resonance was what allowed me to make the link.  I have been searching for such a link every day since I was a small girl.  When my father had come from there in the past, my mother had been so excited that she accidentally jumbled the settings, so we lost our connection.  When you came through, I made quite certain, of what the settings were.  So, when you wanted to come back, I interfaced to your, ah… how to put this, well the closest is, ‘your feeling of home,’ which brought us straight here,” she stopped to catch her breath, “just before we left last time I locked the controls so that only I can change them from this location.”

“Now do you see why you are held in such high esteem by our people?” she smiled at me as she gazed into my eyes.

“Well I promise that I will do my best to get as many of our women knocked up as I can.  I will predict that English is going to be a very popular subject in the village,” I surmised.

“Gwen have they hugged the tar out of you yet?” I asked her as we approached.

“Who are they Doug?” she asked wide eyed.

“Maybe Meka should explain,” I quickly passed this hot potato, it looked like one of those times that she would be far better at smoothing things over than I.

“Let me introduce you to Beath, and Windy, also wives to Doug,” she, matter of factly stated.  “They will be so pleased to have you as part of our family!”

“What?” Gwen screeched.  “How many of us are there?”

“About twenty, these two the ten that are pregnant, you, six others, and me,” Meka declared as though it was the most natural thing in the world.  When she saw the look on Gwen’s face she added, “Doug was a very busy boy back in the village.”

“No wonder you ran away.  They turned you into the village bicycle,” Gwen snorted after saying that, “I would have thought you were in stud heaven.”

“Actually, I ran away because I was starting to loose my desire to come home,” I told her, blushing bright red.

Meka jumped in with, “Just as it happened to my father/mother, another reason we could no longer lock onto his ‘home identity’.”

“Don’t worry Gwen, your sister wives are here to help out and to travel back and forth carrying news and goods.  They will join us in bed though, if you want,” Meka teased.  At least I hope she was teasing.

“They sure are an affectionate pair,” Gwen declared, “Doug, how are you going to support all of this? ”

“First thing I suggest that we all get dressed.  Beath and Windy, are starting to become over stimulated,” I told them, pointing to the ladies who were touching and stroking our baby dolls.

“Eh hem,” Meka cleared her throat, giving the ladies a ‘look’.  Then she turned to us and said, “Good idea, you two jump in the shower and I’ll be right behind you.  I want to give some instructions and make sure no one gets too curious until we can educate them better.”

After showering and dressing, (Gwen made both Meka and I do some of our own make-up) we met Beath and Windy in the living room, whereupon sitting on the sofa, Beath and Windy started serving us breakfast.

“Where did all of this come from?” I asked incredulous, for I was looking upon a miniature version of the banquet of two weeks ago.

“I had some of the wives setup camp in the temple, as support liaisons,” Meka informed us as she dug into the piles of food we had in front of us.

Gwen remarked, “Damn girl, you are good,” then started looking over the offerings.

I already had my favorites, so I helped her out, offering different selections and describing them in Earth terms.

Once done Gwen and I started teaching the women about the appliances in the kitchen, stove, refrigerator, dish washer running water, and where all of my dishes and silverware was stored.  It was a harder task than you might think.  Every time we showed them something, it took ten minutes to calm them down.  They were like kids in a candy store.  Teaching them about the water closet…  Well don’t even ask!

When things had calmed down, the three of us wives had a powwow in the living room.

Gwen started again with, “Okay Doug, we’re dressed and fed, back to the question, how are you going to support all of these wives?”

“Obviously we need money and a lot of it, fast,” I agreed, “Let’s find out who the biggest competitor to Pfizer is, and send them a sampler with a note in it.”

Gwen jumped in with, “I can see it now, ‘Gentlemen these chocolates are laced with a chemical more powerful and safer than your competitor’s product, Viagra.  Please have a nosh and jump your wives, then give us a call.’  They would throw it into the trash and think someone was playing a trick on them.”

“Good point,” I agreed, “It probably means that we should take it to them in person, which will take time and money.”

“Which are in short supply,” Gwen agreed, looking pensive.

“How about the brandy?” I suggested, knowing full well some of the problems there.

“No license, import, or production.  We might be able to set that up, but it will take some time,” Gwen supplied, deep in thought.

“Too bad we don’t have a fist full of diamonds or a gold brick,” I bemoaned our lack thereof.

“‘Gold, diamonds?’  Would a cart full help?” Meka asked.

“A cart like the carts that were being pushed around the village?” I asked.

“Exactly,” she affirmed.

I looked at Gwen, “Do you think a cart full of gold, or diamonds would help?”

“If it is in the form of statuary or jewelry, we would be able to buy the whole apartment complex, a truckload of bras, and strapons,” Gwen declared, “You aren’t kidding me are you Meka?”

“Oh no, we can get you as much of those kinds of things as you desire, I will send some of the women to the cities to collect some more of them, after we clear out one of the storage rooms at the temple.  The ladies can only push one small cart, with those things on it, at a time.  They are very heavy.  Many of those kinds of items were stored at the temple long ago.  It holds little value for us now,” she admitted.

I am so glad there were no flies buzzing around my apartment.  Between Gwen and I, we would have had our mouths full.

Meka started waving her hands in front of our faces, “Are you all right?”

I shook my head, to clear it, “Wow, problem solved,” I looked at Gwen, “We’ll have to be careful how we dispose of it at first, but we should be able to turn it into cash.”

“Well that solves the money problem, so what we need to do next is Gwen and Meka get the measurements of the first of our sisters that can be taught English and are not pregnant, but who want to be.  While I go and rent as many of the apartments in this complex as I can, at least until we can pay cash for the whole complex.  Once we have the girls speaking and dressing well enough, we’ll set them up in the apartments, take them nightclubbing, so they can bring some unsuspecting lotharios home and have the daylights fucked out of them,” I announced, as I grabbed my new purse and all, getting ready to do as I had planned.

“Hold up there Doug!” Gwen admonished, “Don’t you believe that the manager might not think it strange that a bimbo was signing ‘Doug Gordon’, to her checkbook with the name Doug Gordon on it?”

“Not such a well, thought-out plan, eh?” I agreed,

“I’m sure from that side you forget what you look like sometimes, it’s easier to remember from this side,” she pointed at my hooters, and giggled, obviously joined in with by Meka.

“Now that you have had your fun at my expense, what would you suggest we do to remedy this little problem?” I asked obviously miffed.

“Looks like two big problems to me,” and they started up giggling again.

I just stood there with my little arms crossed on top of my breasts, which for some reason they also found immensely funny.

By the time, they wiped the tears from their eyes, and stopped, I was starting to storm out of the room, when Beath and Windy stopped me and comforted me, as they bitched out Meka.

All four women dragged me back to the sofa, and the two non-English speaking members were still speaking angrily at Meka.

Meka quickly had a change of attitude, “I am sorry Doug.  You have been doing so well as a woman, I forgot how difficult it is on the newly transformed, as our wives have quite fervently reminded me.  They have told me, that they should kick my ass, take you to bed, and make sure that I do not join you.  Believe me they are quite serious too!”

Gwen’s eyes were big and round when she heard this, “They wouldn’t really…  You are a priestess, aren’t you?”

“That fact would not save me their wrath,” she shared with Gwen.

“They would beat you up for teasing Doug?” she asked wide eyed again.

“Oh no.  They would beat me senseless,” she informed Gwen.

“Doug we were only kidding.  If you don’t perk up I think there is going to be one hell of a cat fight, and Meka and I won’t come out on top of it,” Gwen urged, huddling close to Meka.

I kissed Beath and Windy, making sure they knew that I appreciated them, and then shoed them into the kitchen.

“They weren’t going to get in a fight with you were they,” I asked Meka not quite believing her myself.

Meka held out her trembling hand as evidence.

Gwen saw that and went pale.

I sat next to Meka, and held her to calm her down.

“Gwen did you have any suggestions as to how we can accomplish our tasks, without getting me arrested?” I asked her as I held a very scared Meka.

“I won’t let them hurt you Meka so calm down,” I told my trembling wife.

“I was accused of a most heinous crime, by them and if they had not been able to defeat us, others would have come and finished the job.  It is thought very bad form to ridicule the newly transformed.  I will not do it again, nor will I allow Gwen to,” she promised, “Thank you for saving us and making me feel better.”

I received a very earnest and passionate kiss.

Gwen started, “Uh, Doug?  Do you still want to know what we can do?” asking in a timid voice.

“Sure Gwen,” I replied nonchalantly.

“I can go and rent the apartments, you just go on-line and transfer some money to my account,” she explained.”

“Sure no trouble.  We’ll hold down the fort,” I answered.

“Before I go Doug, I have to say I’m not sure I can deal with this whole subservient thing, just because you are the ‘husband’,” she remarked as she picked up her purse.

Meka had finally stopped shaking, “Not because he/she is the husband, and no one is being subservient.  Doug has just gone through one of the greatest traumas a man can.  To make sport of someone in his/her position is thought to be cruel.”

“Oh my, I had not thought of it in those terms, until now.  I apologize too, Doug,” she kissed me and headed to the office.

“Feeling better Meka?” I asked her loosening my grip, “I have to go transfer some funds to Gwen’s account.  Do you want to come and watch?”

“Sure Doug, because I have no idea what the words you just said mean,” she stood up, and accompanied me, to the computer and watched as I booted up, went on line, and transferred the money to Gwen’s checking account. (I had done this before, so her account number was already on my system.)

“It works somewhat like the portal, a bit less sophisticated, but I think I will be able to manage with only a bit of tutoring,” she said with confidence.

“It’s nice to know that the portal is Windows compatible.  I just wonder how Gates managed that one?” I rambled.

“Not gates, portal, it works like the portal,” insisted Meka.

“Never mind Meka, I’ll explain later,” I assured her, should we find the time I would tell her of Microsoft.

“Let’s go and start to show the other wives the ways of this world.  I can’t wait to see their faces when they wear a bra for the first time,” I was thinking of my first time and how wonderful it felt.

Meka started to blush, “I am not sure that I can face them yet.”

“Come on, let’s grab a couple of your bras, and confront them, (No way, would one of mine fit them, unless they plan on wearing them on their heads.)” I urged her.

“I know that they will wear them with enthusiasm, and feel so pretty, that maybe they will forgive me,” she surmised, quickly snatching up a few bras and taking them with us.

She offered the bras to the others, who would not take them until I kissed Meka on the cheek.

“Thank you, Doug.  They see you have forgiven me, so they will also, this time,” she told me, sounding ominously like she was skating a very thin line.

The women had no objections at all with me helping them into their bras, though they presented Meka with repeated looks of disgust.

I finally had to grab their hands and hold them all together, before they would begin to warm up to each other again.

“Thanks Doug, I have never seen them so angry,” she sighed in relief.

“I was not all that upset, I don’t know why, but normally I’m not so thin skinned,” I admitted with as much introspection as I dared.

“You are still trying to become used to the hormones twisting your psyche,” she informed me.

“Oh, you are still on, the stolen manhood thing, eh?” I asked her.

“So how long have you been menstruating Doug?  Have you any PMS that you are experiencing?  You are having issues, and will have trouble for some time to come dear.  That is why it is so, looked down upon, by my people to treat a new woman, badly.  We women of experience need to help the poor unfortunates with the transition.  We have been, blessed with the time to acclimate to our bodies.  The newly transformed need our understanding and help.  It is the feminine way,” she informed me.

We heard the front door open, “Doug, Meka, you still here?”

“In here!” we yelled together.

She met us in the living room, “We now have four new apartments all surrounding this one.”

“Good work Gwen,” I declared, “We’ll get these beauties knocked up yet.”

“Thanks Doug,” she told me, “could we talk about your name now?” she asked as she sat next to me on the sofa.

“What’s wrong with my name?” I put to her.

“Well to be perfectly honest Doug, you no longer look as though you should be called, Doug,” she stated emphatically.

“I have been thinking about that quite earnestly,” I, replied, “There aren’t any obvious female versions of ‘Doug’.”

I heard Meka and my two protectors hold a short discussion, and then she turned and informed us, “By unanimous decision, we wish to submit a name that means, ‘Gift of God’.”

Gwen and I exchanged looks, hers was impressed, and mine was scarlet.

I stammered out, “I’m honored, I just hope it sounds like a regular ‘American’ type name.  What is it?”

“We have decided that you should be named Dolly, our gift from God,” she pronounced proudly, a solemn expression on hers, and the other’s faces.

Before I could utter a word Gwen piped in with, “It’s perfect!  I agree, Dolly, is Doug’s new name.”  (She was as aware as I, the association of ‘large bust’, and Dolly Pardon, which explains her quick decision.)

“Ah… but… uh…” was my intellectual response until I realized that I was out voted.  “Okay, call me Dolly,” I responded resigned to my fate.

“You do not look so pleased, with your new name Dolly,” Meka asked with a puzzled expression.

Gwen, always the tease, told her, “Dolly is just stunned by the great honor, you have done her,” suppressing the giggle that I knew was, wanting to burst from her.

Meka told the other wives and I was smothered by women squealing, “Dolly.”

When it all died down, Gwen was eager to make it official, “The first thing that we need to do, is change everything, your checking account, and anything else that we can to just ‘D Gordon’.  Then I think that we need to get you a birth certificate, with a bit younger age, and the name ‘Dolly Ann Gordon’, affixed to it.  After everyone sees you using your ‘D Gordon’ identity long enough, we will be able to convince most of them that someone miss-entered your information into their computer systems.  I’ll be able to verify it is really you, and you always have been a woman.”

“Great, it sounds like a plan Gwen.  I hadn’t come to the realization that I cannot be ‘Doug’ anymore.  Although ‘Doug’ is the only one who can legally prove to be a citizen and have my money and possessions,” I told her, but I started to cry anyway.

Meka held me, “Why are you crying Dolly?”

“I don’t know.  It’s like ‘Doug’ is dead, and I miss me,” I blubbered.

Meka looked over at Gwen, “This is normal for someone who has been transformed.  She is struggling with a new identity.”

I wound up in the center of a group hug.

“I’m okay now.  Can I breath, please,” I asked, since I’m the littlest of the group, they hadn’t realized that they were crushing me.

Gwen announced, “We have to finish getting, Beath and Windy dressed.  I am taking everyone out for Ice cream.”

“Can I make a suggestion?” I asked.

“Sure,” the two English speakers replied.

“It’s about names.  Windy is a normal name around here, but Beath is way different.  Would she object to us calling her Beth?” I asked, not wanting to insult her, but her name was close to Beth and it would make things on Earth easier for her.

Meka explained to her and she agreed to the change.

We dolled everyone up and drove us all to, ‘Swensen's Ice Cream Factory & Shoppe’, where we entered, and were seated by a very nervous looking fellow.

“What’s wrong with him, he acted like… I don’t know,” I asked Gwen in a near whisper.

“Turn on your old hound dog, male mind Dolly, and then pan back and look at what is seated at this table,” Gwen coached.

“I never thought of that.  We are five very hot looking babes,” I told her, with a very strange mix of feelings.

“Bingo!” she answered.

Gwen wound up ordering for us all, her main theme being, ‘Chocolate’.

When we were, served and the expression on our otherworldly wife’s faces, were delightful.  They all had a mixture of shock, surprise, and enjoyment written there undeniably.

Meka, the spokeswoman, declared, “Never have we tasted such a food.”

Windy had been shoveling it in a bit too fast, and cried out, not knowing the source of the pain.

I handed her the water glass and after a couple of sips, she relaxed.

I told Meka, “Brain freeze, when you eat something frozen too fast, the back of your throat gets too cold.  She just has to eat a little slower, and it won’t happen again.”

Meka translated, and the women went back to enjoying their treats.

When we finished, and were driving back to my apartment, I suggested that we stop at the grocery store and pick up more ice cream, which we did.

Once inside my place I grabbed Meka and asked if we could all bring the ice cream to our other wives in the jungle.  She hugged me and said, “Dolly, your wives will be so grateful.  We can tell them your new name as well.”

We were mobbed the instant that we stepped through the portal, with much hugging and squealing.

Meka announced, in her native tongue, my name is now Dolly, the only word she uttered which I recognized.

They responded with uproarious approval.  Of course, none of them had seen me since the transformation, so many were intensely fascinated with my boobs.  That led to their discovery of brassieres, which of course meant that I was disrobed to the waist.  There was much groping and caressing, and Meka almost had to take a fire hose to them to save me.

I found out later she had to promise there would be a rotation, where they each would get to bed me, like had been, done when I first came to them.  It seems the ladies wanted to play with my girls.

When we passed out the ice cream, (I had brought plastic bowls and spoons.) there was much showing of gratitude.  I tried to get Meka to tell them it was Gwen’s idea, but Gwen wouldn’t let her.  I wound up covered with ice cream from the waist up, with all of the kissing, from ice cream covered faces.

Beth and Windy were nearly, stripped by the women examining their new clothing, which they were proud to display.

Meka had to promise that they all would be wearing clothing just like it soon and that as soon as they managed to learn English, they would all be taught to pick up men, which had the women cheering and promising to study very hard.

The men of Reno were in for a treat and some very enthusiastic sexual partners.

We popped back to the apartment with two more wives who were, taken in hand by Windy and Beth to be shown, around and introduced to the wonders of Earth.  Later the four of them will be seated in front of that ‘wonderful teaching device’ to absorb English.

While that was going on, I jumped on the internet trying to look for resources that could help me establish my new Identity, and learned a new term, ‘transgendered’, which took me to all kinds of different sites.  I soon learned of a ‘Therapist’ in Reno from a site called ‘http://www.drbecky.com/therapists.html’.

At the dinner table I was asking him about whether he ever has the chance to see anyone all the way out in the middle of the countryside. He said that he didn't mind because the bees always kept him busy. He then went on to elaborate "Did you know that when bees are cold they huddle together and produce a vibration so strong that it creates heat". This reminded me of my favourite secret in my dresser drawer that kept ME busy all those lonely nights. I was tired from my long drive and headed to bed after dinner.

I lay in bed trying to fall asleep but my brother's comment about the bee's vibrations had sparked the inner desire within me. I had just broke up with my long term boyfriend and hadn't been with a man for months. By then my nipples were hardening and my warm pussy started to moisten. My clitoris was erect and pulsating like a bee's twitching antennae. I slid my hands down my crotchless panties and my warm aching pussy shivered at the touch of my cool fingertips. I purred but tried to contain myself, my brother was in the room next door. The window was open and I could hear the loud buzzing, the bees must have been cold.

A thought came into my head...

I could provide them with a warm moist cove. I knew that the bees would follow the Queen so all I had to do was attract the Queen Bee into their new hive. I found a honey facial mask that I thought would attract them, and lathered it all over my wet inner lips and sauntered towards my brother's study, my pussy juices already flowing down my leg. I knew that my brother kept a virgin Queen Bee in his study for research. I went over to the case and opened it, I had the small vibrating creature in my fingertips and slowly and carefully I coaxed it into my vagina. I opened the window and soon her buzzing attracted her suitors - the workers - into her new warm resting place. I gasped with pleasure as I felt the feet of about 20 bees crawling up into my vagina. Their buzzing and the vibrations was creating a warmth and pleasure I had never felt, and I orgasmed as I was rubbing more honey over my clit and my tits. It felt so good. I could feel some of them exploring my body, their wings fluttering against my sensitive ass hole. My body writhed as I came again, I couldn't help it, they were all over my clit buzzing and vibrating and getting tangled in my wild bush. I had found a replacement for my old favourite toy. Suddenly the door opened and my brother walked in to see me naked on the floor with the bees all over my glistening body. He must have heard me moaning, I couldn't control myself. All of a sudden the bees started to get angry at the sight of this intruder.

I suddenly felt pain as their stingers dug deep into the walls of my sensitive pussy causing me so much pain yet so much pleasure. I yelped in delight as tears streamed down my face. My brother quickly rushed and grabbed a can of spray that would put his bees to sleep. I was relieved as I slowly pulled the bees out from my now swollen lovemuffin one by one, my brother helped as well. He grabbed a cream that would relieve the stinging and started to rub all over my thighs, I felt him stop as he approached my cunt. By then I was in so much pain that it heightened the sensitivity of my pleasure zones, I grabbed his hands covered in cream and rubbed them all over my swollen slit. I started moaning and I could feel his hands quivering at the touch of my pussy juices. I could see his member growing hard and the stain of wet pre-cum on his boxers and he looked away shyly. I used my other hand to slowly stroke his throbbing smooth cock. I pulled down his boxers and was shocked as his 12-inch penis flung out like a Jack in the Box. I groaned "Mother didn't tell me you were well endowed too". He gained confidence and began to rub my hole with his cream covered fingers, my eyes rolled back and my hips jutted forward in delight. I orgasmed again. I could see Anselmo smiling at his achievement and he said "I know a better way of soothing your pain". He started to lubricate the whole length of his thick meat pole, my eyes widened at the thought of all of him filing me. He entered me slowly and I gasped, it felt so wrong yet right. The cream on his long shaft helped to quell the pain of the stinging as he slid in and out of my flower. I saw him wince in pain as the stingers began to hurt him as well, but it also made his penis swell even more. I could feel him growing with every pulse, pushing against the tight barbed walls of my womanhood. My pussy lips stretched to envelop his now engorged manhood. He let out a low moan and he started to pound the hole between my buns with his foot long sausage. His big warm hands started to caress my tingling nipples, squeezing them and rubbing them between his cold, creamy fingers. His pace started to quicken and I could feel his muscular back tense as he gave one final thrust, planting his seeds into my fertile flower-bed which was dripping like warm honey because I had cum more than 15 times in that night.

He relaxed and fell next to me, panting "You will always be my Queen Bea".

'Bill and Nora, how long has it been? Two months? Three?' Bill extended his hand and shrugged.

'Three months now, G., since we made it up here. But I had to bring Nora back, she loves the food here.Perhaps you could let us have some of your recipes?' We made small talk in this vein for a few moments when Nora announced she was going to take a walk along the grass at the river. Bill waved at her , preoccupied by the menu by this time and was apparently wanting to stay at the table and enjoy the breeze.I volunteered to go along and keep her company.

'Thanks, G.' said Nora as we strolled along the lawn.'bill has been pretty remiss in paying paying attetion to me this weekend and I just wanted a little time away. Maybe if he felt a little competition or some jealousy....'She looked at me and winked.Now Nora was quite a looker, relatively long red hair, greeneyes, a very pale complexion and full luscious lips that glistened in the early evening sunlight. The sun brought out the highlights of her hair, and her dress , sheer and clinging showed off her fine body. I couldn't imagine her needing to try to keep Bill's attention.hell, if she was mine I'd never take my eyes off her.

we slowly made our way along the path ,she looking back to see if Bill was watching, andI, looking very frankly at her tits and face. She noticed my intentness and took my hand as we walked along. The path wound around some flower beds and bushes and at one point we were quite out of sight of the veranda.As we lost sight of the restaurant she turned to me and said 'Kiss me, G.' I looked at her and of course was instantly ready to comply. I was, however, nearly two feet taller than she, standing 6'6". I was willing, however and soon we had made the adjustments necessary, she standing on a a slight rise in the lawn, I bending my head down to her upraised face.My arms were lowered to her back as she melted against me. the taste of her mouth and scent of her perfume drove me to distraction, but not so distracted I failed to notice her small hands feeling my cock through my slacks.she gasped as she realized that my 6'6" was proportionately represented bt nearly 81/2" of rock hard cock. Her hands barely fit around it as she opened my zipper and took it out. My hands went to her tits, feeling her nipples through the material of her dress. I slid my inside to feel her right breast, the moved across her chest to the left. The heft of those boobs, thogh small on another woman were huge on her. Then I found the ral advantage of our height difference. She stepped down to the path, and by just bending her head forward, took my cock in her mouth. I drove my dick into her mouth as she sucked on the head and worked her tiny hands up and down the shaft. in a very short time I pumped a load of cum into her mouth , which she sucked and tried to swallow, but the volume was more than she could handle. Cum oozed out around my cock as spurt after spurt drilled into mouth and throat. It dripped off her chin and glistened on her tits and dress. As I slowly softened in her mouth, she withdrew and looked down. seeing her new pearl necklace she rubbed it all over her now exposed breasts.

the sight of her slathering my cum on her tits, in front of the restaurant where I worked was  enough to renew my cock to its full potential.

'I don't know how, but I'm going to fuck you before we go back'. I was thinking out loud.

'I know how' was all she said. She hiked her dress up to her waist, revealing the fact she had nothing on underneath. 'Hold me a moment.' She directed me to hold her around her waist and lift her so she could wrap her arms about my neck. Then I saw the light. With her legs around my waist and my hands under her tight  ass I could lower her naked smooth cunt directly onto the head of my cock.As I did so, she let out a maon and said 'Farther down'. I lowered her another few inches until she was absolutely impale don my cock.I barely supported her as her 80 pound body was spitted on my dick. I could feel the tip of my dick pressed against her cervix, and I could also feel her pulsing climax as she wrung every drop of cum from me as we came together.. My cum ran down around the bottom of her thighs and ripped in the grass.

'Bill is crazy. He should be hitting this pussy of yours so often it should wear down his cock.. You're so small it makes you feel even tighter and since I'm pretty big we are a most unusual fit together.' She just nodded and offered me her mouth for another deep soul searching kiss.

' The smell of your dik and the sight of your cum on my tits will get his attention, I'm sure'. She said.

'I'm sure it will. and if that doesn't do it, the folks on your cruise boat will probavly let him know.' I nodded toward the river, where the cruise liner was drifting only perhaps 50 yards away, the rail lined with gamblers and revelers, smiling and now applauding in appreciation of our tryst.The whistle blew and Nora just looked at me. 'You knew?' 'I forgot in the moment, but it doesn't surprise me. It's just a short trip.'   

 about 10 minuted later I went up with the bottle in hand and walked into the bedroom. This was not the same Jean I was expecting. She had on thigh high stockings, held up by a lace garter, a leather corset,stiletto heels about 5" high,crimsom lipstick. She had shaved her pussy while showering and most noticeably,,,was sporting a huge strap on cock.

Iwas ...surpsised I guess would be a good word. She came over to me, now much taller than I, gave me one very deep kiss then pushed me back towards the bed, telling me to 'drink your fucking brandy and then have another, then get on your knees'.

I went along with it, even though this was out of my ken and not at all what I expected, but what the hell. The brandy burned all the way down and so did the second one , but I was now 'way m,ore than half drunk. I started to say something but Jean cut me off.'Do you like what you see?' She stood in front of me hands on her hips, tall. over 6', lips a straight line, full and pouty , tits over the top of her corset nipples huge and erect and that huge cock sticking out at me. it was about 7" long, thick and very realistic looking. All I could do was nod. My cock was hard as steel at this point. not quite as big as the strapon but big enough. My hand moved toward my cock.

'Suck it. Suck my fucking cock. Now . And get your pathetic hand away from that sad little toy. You will do as you're told'

Without any further protest from me I went to work on the head of her cock, not knowing quite where thsi was going , but my start wasn't enough for her . She grabbed the back of my head and rammed it down on her cock. 'Now you know how that feels.'I thought back to the times I had done that very thing to her. Surprise was long in the past. I was drunk  and now I was sucking a huge cock. On my wife.Who was being amazingly dominant and sexy as hell. All Iwanted to do was fuck her. I stopped for a moment and said so. This got me a big shove backwards where I fell on my ass.(drunk and not very stable is my guess). She towered over me and put on stietto=heeled foot square in the middle of my chest.'Shut your mouth. You will do as you're told and nothing else. You will stroke my legs, and lick my shoe. then you will suck my cock again until I tell you to stop.'

God did I ! As i stroked her leg, felling the material of the stockings and then licked her shoe I got back in position and again wrapped my lips around her cock. She started pumping it ion and out of my mouth. I slavered over it  untill my mouth was tired and then she said, 'Stop. Lay over the foot of the bed.' 

As I did so I heard her open the drawer of her nightstand. She took out thesmall vial of lube she kept there. Now there was no doubt where thsi was going. She spread my ass, squeezed a small(small0 amount of lube on my asshole and then with no further preparation rammed that huge dick in my ass.She started slowly pumping it in and out quickly building up speed. My dick ,deflated at the shock of the initial thrust soon was back, pressing hard against the bed. She was slamming me, long thrust aafter long thrust. I sneaked a look at her . Her face was one of pure pleasure. eyes closed smiling and pounding my ass all the while.

thsi went on for a whilee. then she pulled out and made me suck her dick again, straight from my ass to my eager mouth. i was now really into this. Being drunk was a great help. She told me, 'Stop and now to eat my cunt' Imoved toward her cunt slowly removing the strapon, only to see it was actually a double dong with about 6" of cock in her cunt, too..Soon we were eating each other and then ensued an incredible fuck session, with me returning her favors of a cock in her ass, lots of sucking , long pounding strokes in her cunt and her ass, ending with a massic=ve load of cum in her ass. She resisted a bit when I pulled out and jammed my dick in her mouth, but after relenting and sucking me clean I sucked my cum from her ass and we shared the pleasure of it before we both collapsed in bed.

This morning she said 'Well. That went well. don't you think?' She smiled at me, gave my dick a little squeeze and we went on with our day.

I can't wait 'til tonight....

“Are you alright, Babe,” concern in her voice.

“Yeah, it's just this damn headache.”

She wrapped the towel around herself and made her way downstairs. I could barely make out her explaining to Sharon, my personal assistant that I would not be in. With that she was back upstairs.

“Looks like your daughter just left for school. I figured her to be gone, there’s a mess left on the kitchen table”.

I smirked to myself knowing that irked Carol to no end. Her liking was that everything to be neat, tidy, and organized.

“Get dressed and I’ll clean up the mess after I get rid of my headache.”

I threw my legs off the side of the bed and sat up. God, my head throbbed and as I stood I felt a little shaky, but I made my way into the bathroom for some aspirin. Taking two and a glass of water back into the bedroom I paused at the doorway. Carol had just bent over to put on her panties and I caught a brief glimpse of her pussy and ass before she stood up.

I felt a twinge of excitement at her unintentional display and thought if my head was not hurting I would jump on that. Instead I took the aspirin and crawled back in bed.

Carol finished dressing in a smart business suit ready to go sell more mansions. She was the top seller for Lang Realty and was now in a position where all she sold were million dollar plus estates. Most of her clients being well to do socialites that needed another vacationing spot. I never figured why she was so good at what she did but her commission checks were outrageous and I personally thought her only goal was to see how many zeroes she could see on one check.

Hell, who was I kidding, the money was good and with my thriving business we hadn’t done without in quite some time. Candace was a direct recipient to our good fortune as she always wore designer clothes and Carol even bought her a Mustang 5.0 for her sixteenth birthday. Spoiled yes, but she never flaunted to her friends or snubbed others that were less fortunate.

Fully dressed Carol again made her way downstairs and was back in a few minutes with a cup of coffee and the morning paper.

She leaned down kissed me and said, “I’m off Babe, I’ve got an eight o clock appointment with a Mr. Sanders. He’s looking at a house in the foothills. 5500 square feet and two stories, the owners are asking for 4.5 million and I’m gonna hustle my buns for that one.”

“Good luck, Honey I’m confident you’ll close. Who could resist a babe like you anyway?”

“Thanks, Sweets I love you!”

She was down the stairs before I could reply and I heard the door slam.

I lay there for a few minutes and realizing that I had to pee I dragged myself up and made my way back into the bathroom. Standing there I thought, I wish I felt better I could sprawl on the bed and have a good yank. But instead I flushed the toilet washed my hands and made my way back to bed.

I dozed off and was dreaming about some young nubile thing stripping for me when I awoke to the flitter and giggles of teenagers. I looked at the clock and noticed it was only ten AM. There was some banging around in the kitchen, the refrigerator door being open and closed and giggles.

I recognized Candace’s voice but was unable discern the other. My first thought was that Candace was skipping school, but naively I considered that maybe she has a short day. My second thought was she was unaware that I was home as she had left before I was even awake. I decided confrontation was not what I desired so I closed my eyes and tried to go back to sleep.

A few minutes later I heard them come up the stairs and head for Candace’s bedroom. Their voices not having to be muted were loud enough that I could hear most of what they were saying. She obviously did not close her door.

The voice not my daughter’s spoke, “Brad took me to his Uncle’s house and we made out. He stuck his tongue half way down my mouth. After the first kiss he asked my to suck his tongue in my mouth and I did!”

A few gasps and Candace replied, “Wasn’t that gross?”

I was shocked and relived that Candace has little to no experience in kissing. I thought all high schoolers were kissing fiends. Just go to the mall and watch. It seems that is what they are made for.

A reply from the unknown voice was even more shocking. “No, Can it was so good. Like I got all wet down there. Here let me show you.”

Ok now I perked up. Candace kissing another girl! No, no way. Yet it got awful silent and a few seconds later.

“Well, what do you think?”

Candace spoke softly, “Ok, I kind of liked it. But your tongue felt kind of funny.”

I sat up in bed my interest now piqued. Were my daughter and her friend just kissing? Was this going to lead to other things? More questions than answers ran through mind and all I knew is I had to find out what this was leading up to.

I silently crawled out of bed and peeked my head out the door. The coast was clear so I stepped into the hallway. I froze as an audible gasp came from the partially closed door to Candace’s bedroom.

“Karen, what are you doing?” I heard Candace say.

“You didn’t like that? I didn’t feel good when I touched your boob?”

This came from Karen and I crept closer to her door. I tried to be as quiet as I could. I didn’t want to get caught spying on the two teens but just the thought of my daughter getting felt up was mind boggling and I crept closer.

“I didn’t say that it didn’t feel good,” Candace whispered. “It’s just weird you being a girl like me. I’ve never let any of my dates touch me.”

Aw my daughter was a virgin and I was somewhat relieved yet I yearned to see her being loved and I didn’t care if it was male or female.

Candace is short, 5’4” about 105 soaking wet and blonde. No the stereotypical blonde, no she was smart got good grades in school; but she didn’t date much. Her excuse was the guys in her high school were immature hormone overloaded jerks that she had no time for. Yet when she did date she was always on time, never missed a curfew and I never needed to flip the light switch when her date walked her to the door.

With her good looks and killer body I figured the boys would come sniffing around but I guess she made it clear that her home was off limits. Occasionally a boy would call and she would take the call in her room and spend some time talking but that never lead to anywhere because her weekend evenings were generally spent home or over a friends.

I had made to the door and peered between the crack in the door and the door jamb and was a little disappointed because both girls were sitting on the bed a little separated and not saying anything.

I was about to walk away when Karen spoke. “Haven’t you ever wondered what it would feel like to be kissed and felt up by somebody else? Don’t you ever think of letting a boy stick his thing in you?”

I held my breath waiting for Candace to answer.

“Well, yeah, sure but those guys at school are jerks and they would blab all over the school.”

“I’m not necessarily talking just a boy. Have you ever thought of letting a girl touch you, Can?”

Candace voice broke when she replied, “No, that’s perverted.”

“No it isn’t. Molly and I kissed and did other stuff last weekend when I was over her house and it felt good.”

“What other stuff?” Candace was just barely aware her voice was low and hoarse.

“Well, we kissed with our mouths opened and she grabbed at my boobs and I let her. She asked if she could take off my tank top and I did it for her, she reached around and undid my bra and I took it off completely. She then felt my naked tits for awhile and I about came when she bent down and took my nipple in her mouth and started sucking. My pussy got real wet and I was so excited I decided that what ever she wanted to do was OK with me. Can, it felt so good.”

I looked over towards my daughter and noticed her little pencil eraser nipples were hard and were easily noticeable through the top she was wearing. Karen noticed too because I saw her staring at them.

She licked her lips and whispered to Candace, “I’m wet now just talking about it.”

Karen leaned forward and touched her lips softly to Candace’s and said, “Let me show you how good it feels to be loved.”

With that she reached behind my daughters head and brought it in to meet her lips and they again kissed. This time it was with abandoned passion, their mouths opened and I could see Karen sucking Candace’s tongue in her mouth and they both moaned. Candace breath was almost taken away when Karen laid her hand on her breast and began caressing the mound and the tweaked her nipple.

They both came up for air and breathlessly Karen spoke, “You are so hot, Can.”

Karen reached down and pulled Candace’s top off and flung it across the room. I ogled my daughter’s breasts encased in a silky beige bra almost the color of her skin. Her nipples were prominent and looked as if they ached to be released. Her body trembled, but I could not tell if it was from excitement or nervousness. Karen released the clasp on the front of Candace’s bra and pushed the cups back. Her breasts being revealed I could see Candace blush and she tried to conceal her nakedness with her hands.

Karen grabbed her wrists and said, “Your boobs are so cool…Don’t cover them, I want to see them.”

Candace dropped her hands in her lap. Karen reached out and covered both breasts and squeezed lightly. This elicited a moan form Candace. Karen spread her fingers and captured the nipples between her fingers and rolled the points back and forth. She then leaned into Candace and lightly bit her lower lip. Her tongue barely touched my daughter’s upper lip when Candace opened her mouth and Karen stuck her tongue in. I could see that Candace was sucking Karen’s tongue and at that moment I noticed my cock getting hard. My sucking in great loads of air and my lips were dry.

As their kissing was getting more and more passionate Karen dropped her hand in Candace’s lap. She was lightly running her hands on Candace’s thigh inching ever so closer to my daughter’s pussy. A moan came from deep within Candace and I knew the sound. My daughter was turned on! I’ve heard that moan several times before from some of the women I has had sex with and if Candace was moaning like that I could almost bet her mons were soaked and she would probably let Karen free roam with her body.

Of course this is what I hoped for. I could not tear my eyes off the scene that was so closely displayed in front of me. My cock was now raging and I reached down to adjust to a more comfortable position. When I grasped the shaft to move it, I felt a jolt of electricity shoot up to the head and I knew that I was now not going to just adjust. I brought out of the fly in my pajamas and stroked lightly.

Peering back in to the room I noticed that Karen had managed to cup the mound of Candace’s sex. She was not moving her hand but seemed to be waiting for Candace to adjust to the idea that someone other than herself was touching her in a place that had been off limits to any one else. Even the boys she had dated never got any farther than caressing her young breasts through the clothes. She had admitted it to me one night after a date she had and her blouse was unusually wrinkled.

Karen released the lip lock she had on Candace and immediately wrapped her lips around the nipple on Candace’s left tit. The sudden sharp intake of air made me realize that she was not expecting this new onslaught but the breath was shortly followed by a sigh. A movement of hand caused me to gaze between my daughter’s legs and it was obvious that Karen was now massaging Candace’s pussy aggressively. Candace’s hips were undulating and she looked as if she was trying to maneuver Karen’s fingers to her clit.

“Lay back, Can; I want to take your shorts off.”

Candace hesitated and said sheepishly, “I don’t know Karen, this is so wrong. Girls shouldn’t do these things to each other.”

Karen replied, “Oh Can you know it feels good, your pussy is soaked. I could feel it through all your clothes. I am so wet and you are so exciting I want to make you feel good. No one will know. I’ll never tell anyone. Please?”

I never heard a woman beg for sex but her words spurred my excitement on and I felt a drop of pre-cum drip from the end of my penis. Another formed right away and I slid my thumb up and spread it all over the head and shivered from the sensation.

Candace made up her mind and hesitantly lay back her legs while not completely closed it was evident that Karen had not removed her hand. She bent down and suckled Candace’s breast again but she removed her hand from between my daughter’s legs and starting stroking her stomach just above the pant line. Her hand proceeded under the waistband and ran a finger over Candace’s crack.

Candace moaned and slightly spread her legs giving Karen ample room to delve deeper into my daughter’s pussy. I could see the bulge of her hand as she was massaging deeper and deeper into the soaked crack.

Karen quickly removed her hand and grasped Candace’s waistband and whispered, “Lift up Can, so I can remove these.”

Candace lifted her hips and Karen pulled her shorts and panties off. I did not have a clear view of my daughter’s lower body as Karen was between me and her. I could see that Candace had her eyes closed and she was trembling.

Karen moved her body around until she was kneeling between Candace’s legs and I almost lost all the air in my lungs as I got my first look at her pussy. I gasped almost too loud and immediately stepped back in case I was heard. I realized that I was safe as I heard Karen.

“You like that Can, you are dripping.”

There was no response from Candace and I took the chance to peer back around the door. I almost lost it as the site that was presented to me. Karen was sprawled on her stomach with her head buried in Candace’s box. I could hear the slurping and sucking that Karen was making as she sucked lovingly.

Candace’s hips were bucking up and writhing as she fucked the tongue that was deeply embedded in her. Her groans and squeaks were intensifying as she raced to an orgasm. She reached down and caressed Karen’s head as if she was her long lost lover and wrapped her right leg around Karen’s shoulder and with that I was lost with mixed emotions. The way Karen was acting was as if she was falling in love. The last thing I wanted was Karen to become total gay, but as my emotions were in turmoil I could not take my eyes away from the erotic scene before me.

I noticed I was now stroking my cock more aggressively and was rapidly approaching my own orgasm as Karen reached up and tweaked Candace’s nipples. Her left hand was blocked from my view but the movement made it obvious that she was finger fucking Candace.

For the first time since Karen started sucking her pussy I heard Candace say, “Ooo…that feels so good. I never knew it was his good. Please don’t stop Karen.” 

Karen had no intention of stopping and I was shocked as Candace reached down and pulled her pussy lips apart so Karen could suck at her clit. And suck she did. I could hear hear the slurping clearly!

“Oh, God Karen you’re gonna make me cum.”

I was already close enough that I could have ejaculated then and there but I decided to slow down and wait for Candace so we could cum together.

Karen’s finger was fucking in and out of Candace much faster now and licking and sucking her pussy harder, her goal was to make Candace cum and she concerted her efforts to that as Candace moaned louder.

“I’m there, I’m cumming!” Candace was gasping for air as she reached her peak.

I pumped my shaft as I too reached my peak and I rapidly pulled off my PJ shirt so I could catch the sperm that was quickly racing up to blow out of the little hole. The first shot missed and landed on the door but I was lucky and caught the rest.

I took one last look in on the girls and Karen was just rising up from between Candace’s legs and I had an unobstructed view of her gaping pussy that glistened with her juices and Karen’s saliva. I looked longingly for another minute and turned back to go to my room

I sat on the edge of the bed and contemplated what I had just witnessed. I had just lain back on the bed when I heard as surprised gasp, “Oh God, Daddy I didn’t know you were home.”

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