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	<title>Unexpected Sexual Cravings Unleashed</title>
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	<description><![CDATA[ This is the story of how my sexual desires changed my life for the better. It is what started me on the road to the sexual obsession that I now thoroughly enjoy. This one trip and meeting the right guy changed me from an insecure girl with low self-esteem into the horny promiscuous woman I now am. It happened a few months after my 5 year marriage was dissolved through divorce. After some time and since I’ve been very naughty, I finally am comfortable to write about it and share myself to the world. But first let me give you a little background about myself. I hope you won't get too bored!  <br />  <br />I was 19 when I lost my virginity. I only had 3 sexual partners before I got married at 22. I was a novice when it came to sex and my ten year older husband, was a lot more experienced. He taught me a lot, but I still didn't like sucking on his cock. The marriage turned sour after 2 years, when I found out that I couldn't have children. It was as though our sex life disappeared and his verbal abuse began. He told me that I was unattractive and that no one would want a barren girl like me. Finally, just before I turned 28, he gave me divorce papers. He said he had found someone who could give him kids; I was devastated. I even thought about ending my life, but my friend Emma helped me through my depression.  <br />  <br />A year later, when my company sent me to Vegas for a week long seminar, my friend told me to take the opportunity to find a hunk and have him fuck my brains out. She said sex had always been a cure for her troubles and she felt that was what I needed to get back to living. I guess she was tired of my complaining and my constantly depressed state. Since I hadn’t felt a man’s arms around me or any type of sexual gratification except my vibrator for years, I released that she was probably right. But I’m not a slut and didn’t know how to attract a guy. I’ve been told so many times by my ex that I wasn’t pretty.    <br />  <br />Anyway, at registration I met Ken. We kept running into each other during the day and he finally asked me to dinner. He was very handsome, taller than me and nice muscle. He looked a little like Brad Pitt. We hit it off during dinner, but I just said goodbye the first night with just a handshake. I was so used to my mother telling me not to give it up earlier, because a guy wouldn't respect me in the morning. I went back to my room and used my vibrator thinking of him.   <br />  <br />The next day I didn't see him until lunch, but again we went to dinner. This time I let him kiss me before we said good night. He did his best trying to persuade me to come back to his room. But I was a good girl and didn't go.   <br />  <br />I didn't see him until the end of the third day. He seemed kind of happy to see me, but turned to walk away. I was disappointed because I'd been fantasizing about him putting his strong arms around me and sharing a passionate kiss.  <br />  <br />&quot;Ken,&quot; I said, &quot;I've been thinking about you all day and they have been naughty thoughts. So I was wondering if we could have room service in your room tonight, instead of going out,&quot; I blurted it without bothering to think of what I was asking.  <br />  <br />He looked at me with his eyes twinkling, grabbed my hand and whisked me away. Even though there were others in the elevator, we were passionately kissing all the way up to his room. I was in heaven with finally being kissed by a hunk after all this time. Once inside, we quickly undressed each other.   <br />  <br />As I was in his arms he whispered, &quot;Kathryn, I thought you didn't like me or something. God I want you so bad. You are so beautiful.&quot;   <br />  <br />Oh my god! I hadn't been told I was beautiful in like forever. I instantly became wet. The next thing I knew, he had me on my back with my legs spread apart. Then he devoured my pussy. I was in heavenly bliss as he dined at my clit.   <br />  <br />I moaned in delight and sensually said, &quot;Oh Ken, it's been such a very long time since I've had sex. So please take it slow.&quot;  <br />  <br />As his fingers were rubbing my clit, he looked up at me, smiled and replied, &quot;Kathryn, you are such an attractive lady. I can't believe guys aren't knocking down your door to make love to you.&quot;   <br />  <br />&quot;I wish that was true,&quot; I moaned.  <br />  <br />Then he pushed two fingers into my very tight soaked pussy and continued licking my clit. I grabbed his head and pushed it harder on my wet pussy. My hips were moving exuberantly, as he continued his meal in between my legs. I had them spread so wide enjoying his fingers tantalizing my pussy. Suddenly, I pushed his head deep into my pulsating pud of wetness, while gushing with a huge orgasm. I kept shaking for the longest time. When I let him go, he knelt up with a very wet face, smiled and asked if I enjoyed that. I nodded yes and took a deep breath. Then he said that I needed to suck on his cock and get him rock hard.   <br />  <br />So he lay down on his back and I went over to his cock. Wow! He had it nicely trimmed. Being only the fifth guy I've ever seen naked, his manhood looked very inviting. I took it in my hand and began rubbing it. Then I flicked my tongue on his tip. Slowly I put it in my mouth and sucked on his head. A little bit more and I felt him rising to the occasion. It grew so big. I only could take only part of it in my mouth, but I did lick his shaft. It wasn’t as bad as I remembered; not at all like my ex’s smelly, bad taste cock. Ken's was so yummy. I began to enjoy licking it like an ice cream cone. Once it was in my mouth again, he began pumping up. I gagged, when it reach too deep and lifted my head off gasping for air. As I continued rubbing his rock hard shaft with one hand, I looked into his eyes and smiled.  <br />  <br />They were glistening as he said, &quot;You aren't used to sucking a huge cock are you?&quot;   <br />  <br />I grinned, whipped the saliva off my chin, and answered, &quot;I'm not used to taking any cock in my mouth. I have a better place to put that big thing.&quot;   <br />  <br />I moved forward and positioned my pussy above his cock. Placing it at my wet entrance, I slowly sat down on his huge throbbing uncovered member. It felt so good going into my very tight pussy.   <br />  <br />Once he was almost all the way in, I began bouncing up and down on top of him. It hurt a little at first, but after his thick rod stretched me out, it was pure pleasure. Lowering my B cup breast over him, he took the hint and began playing with them. It felt so good, as he yanked on my nipples making them stand erect. He kept pumping up into me as I ground down on his cock. The feeling of my nipples being played with and his huge thick cock ramming in me, just did it. In a few minutes, I shook with another great orgasm. I fell on top of him and stopped moving.   <br />  <br />He whispered, asking if I was okay. I just sighed that I was and told him that it'd been more than 2 years since I'd had sex. He didn't say anything. Suddenly, he pushed me off him and told me to lie on my back. Grabbing my legs, he dragged me to the edge of the bed. He stood in front of me and pushed my legs up over my body and thrust his cock back into me.   <br />  <br />As he did, he said, &quot;That is way too long Kathryn. Let's see if we can make up for lost time.&quot; He pushed his raging rod all the way in.   <br />  <br />It felt so good. I had my eyes open leaning up on my arms watching that big thing going in and out of me. It made such nice slurping music, as he speedily pumped me. I started to build up to another wonderful orgasm, which is not normal for me. Usually one or two and I are done. But tonight, seeing his eyes twinkling while watching my boobs jiggling, I knew I was going to have another. Then he closed his eyes, leaned farther over me and bent my knees pushing my legs further up my body. It forced me to lie flat on my back. I closed my eyes and just enjoyed the sex music of his nice cock ramming in and out of me.   <br />  <br />I usually don't talk during sex, but as I was building up to another wonderful orgasm, I blurted, &quot;Oh God! It feels so good! Fuck my pussy Ken! Oh yes! That's it! Fuck it harder! Oh Yes! Ah! Ah! I just love it!&quot;   <br />  <br />I guess with my loud moaning he really started to thrust harder into me. I could feel all of him deep inside me, forcing another orgasm. A few more pumps and I gushed again, but he didn't stop impaling me. A minute later he grunted and pulled out. Instead of dumping it inside me, he placed his throbbing hard rod on my stomach and began squirting semen with some spattering on my boobs and face. When he finished, he laid next to me on the bed to catch his breath. I sat up and looked at the puddle of cum that was just dumped on my belly button.   <br />  <br />Then I did something I've never done before. I took my finger, touched some of it and tasted it. Oh My! It's a little salty but not bad. You see I had never tasted a guy's semen before. Even when my ex wanted to squirt it in my mouth, I'd said no. So at 28 years of age, his was the first semen that I'd ever tasted. I took some more and sucked it off my finger. It was yummy.  <br />  <br />Ken suddenly blurted, &quot;Oh Kathryn I'm so sorry about the mess. Let me get something to clean it up.&quot;  <br />  <br />Before I could say anything, he quickly got up and came back with a towel. I took one more little scoop of the great tasting stuff. As I was sucking on my finger, he wiped it off my stomach and boobs.   <br />  <br />Then he sat next to me and said, &quot;You are so beautiful. I can't believe a guy like me is here with such a gorgeous hot woman. Has it really been over years since you had sex?&quot;   <br />  <br />I rolled over on my side, leaned up on his chest and answered, &quot;Yes it has been because I was going through a nasty divorce.&quot; Then I asked, &quot;Do you really think that I'm beautiful?&quot;  <br />  <br />I guess the years of degrading comments from my ex have taken its toll on my self-esteem, although I never have thought of myself as being pretty. I have small breast and guys seem to like big breasted women. I always felt like guys didn’t like me. But I’ve been told that I have a beautiful smile and nice eyes. Still without big bosom I felt ugly.  <br />  <br />He sat me up, looked right into my eyes and answered, &quot;You are a very attractive, hot, sexy, and sensual woman. You have very nice legs and I can just imagine you in a short skirt showing them off and your cute rounded ass. Your smile is intoxicating. Then when you look at me with those big blue eyes, I just want to make love to you. Don't let anyone ever tell you that you aren’t beautiful.&quot;  <br />  <br />Wow, I was taken back and suddenly felt special. So we called room service, ate and talked for hours. I told him my life story about how much of a novice I am sexually and that I was finally ready to expand my sexual experience; but just needed a nice guy to show me the way. He told me that he would be glad to help me in this endeavor. We laughed and then had sex again.   <br />  <br />This time, he finished me doggy and came deep inside me. I guess telling him that I couldn't have kids, was very advantageous for me. I love feeling cum squirting into me. A man's warm spew inside me just turns me on knowing that I caused him to squirt.   <br />  <br />On Thursday we went to breakfast and attended a couple of seminars. Then we played hooky all afternoon. I had another three wonderful orgasms, while enjoying his eight-inch cock (at least that was the size he told me it was). Afterwards, we went shopping. We had discussed the idea that, if I wanted to continue to attract men, I'd need to dress more revealingly. He said my outfits were way too conservative to draw attention to myself.   <br />  <br />So, after a few hours of trying on and modeling clothes for him, I found a few new short dresses and skirts. Then we went to another store and I came out modeling this form fitting, bright blue, spaghetti strapped top that I was supposed to wear with tights or pants underneath. Luckily I had my jeans still on, but Ken had a better idea for it. He took the pair of black stockings that we just bought from the bag and told me to put them on instead of my pants. He told me I would look so hot wearing just stockings with it and a G-string panty. When I came out modeling it for him, it barely covered my butt. He liked it and so did two other guys who were waiting for their wives. They all told me I looked very alluring in it.   <br />  <br />Then he asked if I still wanted to start new experiences. I giggled and said I did. Smiling he said, &quot;Well then Kathryn, this will be your first lesson. It's called being an exhibitionist.&quot;  <br />  <br />I was nervous when he walked me over to a chair. Sitting down, I kept my knees tightly together and pulled the top down as far as I could. Ken walked around me and told me to spread my legs apart. Looking at the three of them with lusty grins, I slowly moved my legs apart to give them the view they wanted. Never exposing my body in public before, I was so uncomfortable doing do so. But one guy told me that I should be happy flaunting my looks. The other guy asked me to open my legs farther and pull up my top a little higher.   <br />  <br />&quot;You mean like this?&quot; I smiled and asked, as I pulled up the top to expose my panty.  <br />  <br />They nodded yes, ogling at my exposed self. But I was getting a huge rush of excitement too. Wow! I was beginning to enjoy my new-found gift for attention. When I looked behind them, I saw a few more guys stopping to gaze at me. I begin giggling, while spreading my legs even wider apart. Then a couple of women came out of the dressing room. I quickly stood and went back to change like nothing happened. That shopping trip with all of the guys stares and compliments, gave me such a thrill. I thought to myself that I could get used to that type of attention and maybe Ken was right. I am beautiful.    <br />  <br />Once back at Ken's room, we kissed and got undressed to take a quick shower before we made love again. Instead, Ken told me that there was one more little detail he needed me to do. Afterwards, I would be transformed into an alluring temptress. I asked what it was. He lifted me on the counter in the bathroom, took out his electric razor and told me that I needed to trim my bush. I laughed, but he was serious. So he trimmed most of it off. Then he took his razor and shaved me completely clean. I felt so horny from him doing that and I loved the new look. We took a shower together and made love in the shower. Afterward he gave me a nice massage and we fell asleep in each other's arms.   <br />  <br />When we awoke on Friday morning, I was in such a joyful state. It was such a long time that I've felt that happy. We went to breakfast and then a few more seminars. It was like I had finally found what was missing in my life and now I wanted more. So when Ken asked if I was still interested in expanding my sexual experiences even further, I eagerly said that I was. So that's when he showed me an advertisement and asked if I would be up for it.  <br />  <br />I read it, smiled and asked, &quot;Do you think I'm ready for that type of venue?&quot;  <br />  <br />&quot;Yes I do Kathryn,&quot; he replied. &quot;You would be the hottest girl there. But you will need to practice one little thing first.&quot;   <br />  <br />I smiled, put my arms around his neck and kissed him. Then I sensually asked, &quot;What do I need practice with?&quot;  <br />  <br />He laughed and answered, &quot;Sucking cock and swallowing semen.&quot;   <br />  <br />All afternoon I practiced on his yummy cock. I even swallowed one load and it was fantastic. Very tasty! I remember thinking that doing that with my ex was disgusting, but after Ken, I now feel differently. I was such a beginner, but I did finally get the hang of it. So I guess I was now ready for my next step in expanding my sexual journey.   <br />After the last seminar was over and because it was our last night in town, Ken suggested doing something to expand my sexuality by going to a swingers club. He laughed when he told me it would be my ‘cumming-out party.’ I started to feel uneasy about the idea. He explained that, if I regressed so easily, how I would expand my new-found persona? Also if I didn't explore all avenues of my sexuality now, I would regret it later in life.   <br />  <br />I knew he was right and asked him if he had ever been to this club before. He said he hadn't, so I asked him how he'd heard about it. He laughed and told me a girl that he met here last year bragged about it. So this year he checked it out online and thought he would try it, if he had a girl to take. Then he laughed and pointed to me as being that girl.   <br />  <br />He then gave me a sad potting look and said: &quot;So Kathryn, it's up to you. You don't have to do anything you don't want to and we can leave any time you say. Just go and give it a try. I know you’ll thank me later.&quot;   <br />  <br />Looking disappointed I asked, &quot;You don't want to make love to me anymore?&quot;   <br />  <br />&quot;Oh no, that's not it,&quot; he replied. &quot;Remember Wednesday I told you I would help you in your endeavor to expand your new-found sexuality? Well that is what I doing. And we can make love there. They have rooms for couples like us.&quot;  <br />  <br />Well I couldn't argue that point, so I smiled and agreed knowing that I can still have sex with him. That seemed to make him very happy. I went back to my room and I took a nice long bubble bath. I shaved everything including my pussy again. As I was wrapped in a towel there was a knock on my door. It was Ken. He was wearing black pants and a nice blue polo shirt that showed off his muscles. I asked him what he wanted me to wear. He had a big devious grin when he suggested a blue top I'd worn earlier when I exposed myself shopping. ‘Oh my god; that's way too short,’ I thought. But he insisted.   <br />  <br />I put it on, with black thigh high stockings, a black G-string panty and my new black stilettos. Also I didn't wear a bra, therefore my nipples protruded from under the tight material. Looking in the full-length mirror, I pulled the top down as far as I could, but it barely covered the tops of my stockings. When I raised my arms up, it rose to where it was barely covering my panty. I was so uncomfortable wearing it out in public. Then I told myself that I needed to get over my inhibitions. I rationalized that I'd seen other girls wear dresses like this one and I needed to advertise myself in order to eliminate my own shyness and fears.  <br />  <br />Ken took one look at me and blurted, &quot;Oh Kathryn, you look very enticing. I think I'm going to get jealous tonight with all of those guys admiring your beauty.&quot;   <br />  <br />He came over to me put his strong arms around me and kissed me. Then he whispered, &quot;You will be the hottest girl there.&quot; Wow! I never been told that I would be the hottest girl anywhere before.   <br />  <br />Now dinner was at a busy restaurant off the strip. I was generating a lot of stares as we waited in the lobby for a table. I kept my knees tightly together with my hands in my lap. I tried to get over my self-consciousness. When we got up for a table, I didn't pull my dress back down and it barely covered my ass. As I walked by a table full of guys, I could feel their stares and I wiggled my walk a little bit more. Dinner was great and we split a bottle of wine, although I drank most of it. I was becoming extremely nervous about this whole endeavor and the wine did help. Becoming a little tipsy, I'd even stopped keeping my knees tightly together and didn't care who looked. The table where those guys were sitting was close enough to where I bet they got a nice view.  <br />  <br />Anyway, around 10 P.M., we finally found the hidden party house in east Las Vegas. There were a lot of cars in a vacant lot next to it. I was now starting to get very worried wearing such a revealing outfit. As we walked toward this secluded abode, suddenly I was engulfed by huge adrenaline rush of excitement. We walked in and saw this huge room. There was music playing, many couples dancing and some unattached guys standing at the bar. I felt like they all were staring at me! A friendly burly guy asked for our donation of $40 per couple and inquired if this was our first time here. I tightly held Ken's arm and said it was. Looking at Ken, he explained the rules about no one upstairs unless they are a couple, NO means NO and to practice safe sex, as he pointed to a large bowl filled with condoms.   <br />Just as we were walking away he said: &quot;Oh by the way. Just some advice! I wouldn't take your beautiful lady to the Red Room. This is singles night, so there are a lot of guys looking for a girl like her to have fun with. It would be wise to stay out of it.&quot; He pointed to a red door. I giggled and for some reason became very curious about that room.   <br />  <br />Anyway it was BYOB (bring your own booze) and we didn't bring any. A nice guy wearing a white bandana on his head told us that I could help myself to his. The bar guy then made me a double margarita and we began talking for a while. He said he came there every Friday because they allow single guys in for $150, while single girls are free. Then he laughed and told us that there is usually a little more action, but tonight it seemed a little dead. Well, it seemed crowded enough to me.   <br />  <br />Every time I looked over at him he was checking me out by staring at my legs. When he looked up at me, his eyes would stop at my chest. I just thought he was a typical horny guy, but for some reason I was enjoying his stares. I knew he wanted me and now I liked the attention because he was cute.  <br />  <br />Anyway, I was becoming very giddy and wanted to dance. I grabbed Ken's hand and we went to the dance floor. As we danced, I was becoming very amorous and kept rubbing my body up against him. When I twirled, I could see TJ staring at me and smiling. I had forgotten how high my dress rose up with my hands in the air. Becoming tipsier from that margarita, I teasingly kept rubbing up against Ken asking about peeking in the Red Room; just to see. I don't know why I was so fixated about it, but I was.   <br />  <br />After a while, Ken became tired and wanted to rest. He whispered about finding us a private place so he could make love to me and then walked away to search. I had so much energy and still wanted to dance, so when TJ took my hand, I smiled and waved bye to Ken. As we danced, he continually complimented me on my beauty and how hot I looked swaying to the music. He said I was making a lot of guys horny, desiring me. Then he kissed me and I kissed him back.   <br />  <br />He whispered, “Gorgeous you have such a nice ass and those longs legs are very enticing. I bet you’re one hot little fuck too. I would love to take you to the Red room and find out. Want to go?”  <br />  <br />Wow! I liked those compliments because my ex used to tell me that no one else would ever want a prude like me. I was becoming very turned on knowing guys became horny just by looking at me. Then he asked if I wanted to see what goes on in the Red Room.   <br />I quickly screeched, &quot;Oh my God! YES!&quot; But for some reason, I missed him saying he wanted to have sex with me. All I heard was Red Room.  <br />  <br />He smiled and pulled me toward it. But before we went in, we stopped at the bar and told the bartender to make me a special drink. I watched intently as this guy pour some tequila and margarita mix over some ice. Then he took a small packet that contained a white powder and he shook it into the blender. After he poured the finished cocktail into a large glass, he handed it to me.  <br />  <br />&quot;Now gorgeous, if you drink this you will have such a great time. But I have to warn you that some girls have become uncontrollably horny and total sluts afterwards. So drink it at your own risk,&quot; he blurted.   <br />  <br />I took a sip and it was very yummy. Looking up at him, I asked what the white powder was. That's when TJ laughed and answered, &quot;Oh don't worry about that gorgeous. It's not a date rape drug or ecstasy or anything harmful, although you may feel ecstasy afterwards. Most girls do!&quot;   <br />  <br />They laughed and the bartender added, &quot;Sweetie, it's called Spice. It's completely safe and girls have thanked me because they had the best sex ever. But if you feel uneasy about it, by all means don't drink it. But if you do, I guarantee you'll be a very contented girl. It's your choice!&quot;  <br />  <br />As a result of having danced for an hour, I was terribly thirsty, so I began sipping and then gulping it. Mmmm!   <br />  <br />Ken came back and said he'd found us a nice private room. I giggled and said that TJ was going to take me in the Red Room, as soon as I'd finished this yummy drink. Ken wasn't happy about that, but TJ told him it would be fun for me. Then he asked Ken what it would take to let me go into that room.   <br />  <br />Ken looked angry, but motioned TJ to follow him. I watched thinking they were going to fight, but instead they stopped near a back wall and began to argue. Then TJ took something out of his pocket that looked like money and gave it to Ken. He looked at it and put it in his pocket.   <br />  <br />I was just finishing my drink, when they came back. Ken looking into my eyes blurted, &quot;So I'm going to leave it up to you Kathryn. Do you want to go into the Red Room and have sex with TJ and maybe a few others or come with me for our own little rendezvous?&quot;   <br />  <br />I had just finished the last drop of my drink and I looked at Ken and slurred, &quot;Well isn't that why you brought me here to have sex with others? So I guess I want to see what all the fuss is about in that room&quot;   <br />  <br />I got up off my stool, almost falling and TJ held me up. Then all three of us walked into the mysterious Red Room. I guess my curiosity just got the better of me and I also was feeling aroused by the sex talk. Being tipsy, I'd thought I was only going to visit the room and didn't plan to stay. Sex didn't even occur to me, but I was eager to find out what was in the room.  <br />  <br />The large room was nothing special. It was dimly lighted with couches scattered all over the place, padding on the floor, and I heard sounds of sex in one corner. Okay my curiosity was satisfied and time to leave. Just as I was about to turn around and go, I suddenly become really hot. It was as if a fire was ignited in between my legs and I wanted it quenched with a big throbbing cock. I had this uncontrollable urge to be ravished. I started to sway with the music and began rubbing my hands up and down my body and boobs. TJ came over and held me so I could rub myself up against him and it felt extremely satisfying. He asked how I was feeling, but I think he already knew.   <br />  <br />I giggled and slurred, &quot;What was in that drink. I'm so fucking horny. Are you going to make love to me?&quot;  <br />  <br />I pushed myself harder against TJ's body and passionately kissed him. When we broke for air, he pulled up my dress so others could see me. I didn't care as long as someone was going to quench my sexual thirst. He rubbed my drenched pussy, pulling the G-string tight in my butt, and bent me forward so guys could see my ass. I could hear guys commenting on my how they were going to fuck me.  <br />  <br />&quot;Do you want me to fuck you Kathryn?&quot; was his question. Then he continued, &quot;We told you it was just a little Spice to get you relaxed. Some girls also become very hot and horny. I was hoping it would have that effect on you too and I see it has. You'll thank me later by being one, happy, satisfied little girl. But right now we all need to see that exquisite fuckable body of yours.&quot;  <br />  <br />The next thing I remember was being taken over to one of the couches. I helped them pull down my top and take off my panty. I willing spread my legs apart so everyone, now five guys, including Ken and TJ, could see my hairless, swollen, wet pussy. It was like the whore part of me was finally allowed out of a cage and set free. All of my long time sexual restraints were suddenly disappearing. I was feeling so libidinous. I've never had so many guys at a time before, but for some reason I wanted all of them, like a hidden desire.  <br />  <br />As I was holding two guys' cocks, TJ stood in front pushing my legs farther apart. Suddenly I heard Ken yell my name. I looked up and smiled at him, just as a bright flash blinded me for a moment. He was holding his phone and snapped a flash photo. Then TJ pulled me down, pushed my legs up, and dropped his head in between them. Devouring my drenched excited pussy, just made me sigh with pleasure. As I was moaning, my nipples were being pulled with those other two guys suddenly pushed their cocks into my mouth.   <br />  <br />It was an exhilarating sexual feeling like nothing I've ever experienced before. I was electrified having fun slurping on these guys' bare cocks, while TJ was giving such fantastic bliss. Suddenly I shook with my first of many orgasms that I had that night. I couldn't believe how quickly I came, because it usually takes me a longer to build up to it.   <br />  <br />When I did, TJ stopped licking and fingering me, looked up at me with his face wet and asked, &quot;So gorgeous! Since you just enjoyed a huge orgasm, is it okay for all of us fuck you? You have such a gorgeous firm fuckable body. It would give us great pleasure to hear your screams of ecstasy over and over again. We would enjoy having that hot little cunt of yours feel our big cocks. Well, what do you say?&quot;   <br />  <br />He started to finger my pussy again as they waited for an answer. It felt so good, making me crave more euphoria that I was already feeling. I quickly moaned, &quot;Oh yes, I want to feel you all deep inside me!&quot;   <br />  <br />A guy with his phone was pointed at me and told TJ that he'd gotten it all. TJ smiled and told me that they all would be happy to grant my wish. At the time I didn't care.   <br />  <br />Quickly, TJ pushed my legs up and began to enter my very excited pussy with his big bare cock. I have to say, that felt so damn good going into me that I almost came again, but instead I loudly moaned with the intense pleasure it was giving me. Then he started to fuck me very slowly, while the other guys watched and had me play with their cocks.   <br />  <br />I squealed and moaned while yelling, &quot;Oh yes, that's it! Oh god it feels so good! I can feel all of you in me. Oh yes. Harder!&quot;   <br />  <br />As he pushed deeper into me, I lustfully moved my hips with his rhythm enjoying him so much, while my boobs jiggle back and forth with each one of his pleasurable thrusts. As I was relishing his cock throbbing in me, a guy with tattoos and long hair walked in.   <br />  <br />He watched what was going and yelled, &quot;Great, a gang-bang!&quot;   <br />  <br />I turned toward him and smiled. He smiled back, walked up closer and asked if he could partake.   <br />  <br />I moaned, &quot;I guess so! Oh that feels so good! Fuck me harder TJ! Oh yes.&quot;   <br />  <br />He turned to TJ and asked the same question. TJ slowed down and answered, &quot;Sure, dude! The more the merrier. But all of us have to finish her first.&quot;   <br />  <br />The guy laughed, quietly said something to TJ, left, and in a few minutes came back with four guys behind him.   <br />  <br />When I turned back to concentrate on TJ, he picked up the pace and was speedily pumping me, creating such a stir that I again came in orgasmic bliss. He just kept plowing into my pussy as I squealed in pleasure until he finally pulled out. Taking his cock to my face, he told me to open wide as he shot a huge load into my mouth. To my surprise, I loved it and swallowed most of it. I'd never had any guy do that before and always thought it was disgusting, but that night I enjoyed it. That's when things started to become a little fuzzy and everyone else started having fun with me.   <br />  <br />With my new top starting to become cum stained, I had them take it off over my head as I was waiting for the next guy's to take his turn. Now naked except for my stockings, the group began a non-stop display of lust with me as their licentious sperm receptacle and for some reason I enjoyed every minute of it. Ken even took a turn. It was like being in a real live porno flick! The only difference was some guys came really quickly, like after a few pumps then they came on me. Others lasted longer and a few lasted a long, long time. TJ did me three times, the last in my ass and was also the first time that I ever had anal sex It hurt but the guys seem to love fucking me there.   <br />  <br />Anyway, I was constantly screaming to fuck me harder. When one guy finished, I would turn back and ask who was next on many occasions. I was so out of control and was having so many wonderful orgasms in the process. It was a night to remember and I often relive it, as I play with my vibrator. I just don't know what got into me that night. Maybe it was that drink that allowed me to eliminate all of my inhibitions. I really just don't know. Any guesses?  <br />  <br />Oh! I also had another first time for me that I should mention. It was when TJ and the tattooed guy doubled me and then they made me air tight. Now that felt so good with two cocks rubbing in my inner sanctums and one on my mouth. I thought I was going to die in orgasmic bliss, because I had several one right after the other. It was something I now often enjoy.   <br />  <br />I do remember yelling that it hurt at first, but then moaned, &quot;Oh yes, that's it. Oh God it feels so good. Don't stop. Oh yes!&quot;   <br />  <br />Well to end this tale of debauchery, I was in this unbelievable state of utter euphoria until early morning and was a gooey mess when it was all over. One guy after another took me, creating such indescribable elation for all of us. I didn't know who was doing me at any time, except TJ. I always knew when he put his cock in me, because he always said something nice to me, like, &quot;Kathryn I hope you are enjoying this as much as all of us. Your body is so fucking hot and I love the new look with our cream all over you.&quot;   <br />  <br />I would moan back something like, &quot;OH! Yes I am! Don't stop! I want to feel all of you deep inside me and cumming all over me.&quot;   <br />  <br />When I was finally coming down from my high, I had cum dripping all over my body and from my stretched holes. I guess that burly guy was there watching during the event too. I even think he took a turn.   <br />  <br />As guys were leaving, he stood me up and said, &quot;Gorgeous you are welcome back any time. Go clean up and I have a surprise for you.&quot;   <br />  <br />He pointed me to a door in the back of the room that had a small shower and toilet in it. As cum crept down my thighs, Ken helped me over to it. Yes, I hurt a little trying to walk, but not as much as the next couple of days when my pussy and ass were very sore.   <br />  <br />He turned on the water. When he helped me off with my torn stockings, he went to throw them in a small trash can in the corner. But instead he picked it up and brought it over to me and said, &quot;Look Kathryn. See how many happy guys you made tonight.&quot;   <br />  <br />It was more than half full of used condoms. I don't know it they were all mine because other girls were in the room too.  <br />  <br />After I dressed, I couldn't find my panty. As I was finally leaving the building, the burly guy stopped me and said, &quot;Where are you going, you can't leave just yet. We have something to give you.&quot;  <br />  <br />I turned around and waited for him, the bartender and TJ to walk up to me. The burly guy said, &quot;For the best of the night, here is a free pass. Just call me ahead of time so I can set something special up for you.&quot;   <br />  <br />Then he laughed and handed me a white envelope, saying, &quot;You had the most men ever at the club. It was sure fun watching you fuck all them there dudes. So we got together and took up a collection. Hope it will entice you to come back and see us again.&quot;   <br />  <br />The bartender also chimed in and said, &quot;Now you have to tell me if drinking the Spice was worth it and made you one satisfied girl. I know I had fun enjoying your sexy body.&quot;   <br />  <br />I just looked at him smiled and answered, &quot;I've never been so naughty before and I had so many wonderful orgasms, which is also a first for me. So I guess you can say that I'm totally satisfied.&quot; I giggled as we left.  <br />  <br />When we got to the car I began feeling very remorseful, but opened the envelope. Oh my God! There was money in it. Now I was even more ashamed of my scandalous behavior.   <br />  <br />I looked sheepishly at Ken and said, &quot;I don't know what happened or what I was doing. I don't even know how many guys had sex with me. Do you know Ken?&quot;  <br />Tears formed in my eyes, when he answered, &quot;Kathryn, if you really want to know, I'll tell you, but you probably should just forget it. But instead ask yourself if you had fun and enjoyed the night like you just said you did to TJ. I mean it sure seemed like you were having fun from the way you kept screaming for someone to fuck you.&quot;  <br />  <br />I looked into his sad eyes and replied, &quot;Well, thinking about it, I guess you're right. I did have fun from all of my yummy orgasms. I just didn't know who was giving them to me.&quot;   <br />  <br />He laughed and asked me if it really matter as long as I enjoyed it. Suddenly it hit me! I really did enjoy it! It is just that I've never done anything like that before and now felt so mortified and slutty. I asked Ken if he thought that I was a whore since they gave me money.   <br />  <br />He smiled, held me and answered, &quot;Kathryn I'm so happy that I got to watch you enjoying the night. I have and always will think of you as a classy lady. The money was just a thank you, not a payment. So no, you are not a whore or ever will be in my book.&quot;   <br />  <br />I held him tightly, laid my head on his shoulder, closed my eyes and we drove back to the hotel.   <br />  <br />****  <br />  <br />Well, that is my little story. It is what started me off on my new-found road of pleasure. I was a little embarrassed when Ken showed me the photos, but then I realized that that was me in the pictures and I was enjoying myself. If it weren't for that night, I probably would still be a frustrated horny girl, afraid to go out and enjoy the pleasures of sex. It's been almost three years and I've enjoyed so much slutty fun. I would love to write about it, that is, if you guys want me to write another story. I'm still so new at writing about my adventures. So I'm looking forward to all of your nice or explicit comments and suggestions. Maybe if you are nice, we can hook up and write our own story if I'm ever in your area.   <br />  <br />Oh lastly, I have to mention that not all of those guys used condoms. So when I returned home, I immediately got checked and was lucky to not catch anything. I'm a lot more cautious now and practice safe sex. I even get checked every few months, just to play it safe.   <br />  <br />I bet you are still curious to how many guys had sex with me. So was I. I kept bugging Ken for months to tell me. We kept in touch for our yearly little convention, although we haven't gone back to the swingers club. But I do enjoy Ken and he always has a few friends available for me too. Well anyway, fourteen different guys put their cocks in me. Many did me more than once. I went from a good girl to a slut all in one night and I 'm so happy that I did. I wonder what my ex would think of me now, if he ever found out. Should I tell him?   <br />  <br />  <br />Anyway thanks or reading this long story and for you disbelievers, I can send some photos of my naughty display that Ken took. Just ask!  <br />  <br />Kisses Kathryn  <br />  <br /> ]]></description>
	<pubDate>Fri, 15 May 2020 01:28:35 UTC</pubDate>
	<dc:creator>kat4showw469</dc:creator>
	<category>Reluctance Stories</category>
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	<title>From Study Buddy to Back Seat Hoe</title>
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	<description><![CDATA[ (This is a stand alone story but to find out how Megan lost her virginity at prom or how her college sexual education began check out my other published stories)  <br />  <br />Freshman education continued  <br />  <br />Megan had learned much since her first sexual encounter and the new “arrangement” she unwittingly found herself in with the cute guy down the hall. She was his drunken hookup and while she still cared deeply for Josh she was now willing to explore other options/guys.   <br />  <br />It wasn’t that she minded the sexual attention; in fact she loved that her body could have such an impact on guys. Of course the guys to come would also learn love Josh for - unaware to Megan - that he had trained her to be a submissive. Eager to please a guy in anyway he wanted and placing his pleasure before his own.   <br />  <br />The first of these new guys was Ryan. He was a cute guy from her Business 101 class. Ryan took notice of Megan from the first day of class, almost 6 months ago now. He couldn’t help but get turned on but the sight of her long toned legs in her short shorts that first day or the way she always wore tank tops that would creep up throughout class showing a band of skin and the bottom of her toned abs.   <br />  <br />Ryan had heard rumors that Megan was dating a baseball player but over time those rumors faded and he decided to make his move; asking her to his dorm room to help him study for the upcoming test.   <br />  <br />Megan, still getting over Josh or at least trying to get over him, said yes. As class ended and the day became night Megan dressed in a white tank top and short turquoise shirt. Megan didn’t have much in the way of a chest, only a small b-cup, but the white tank top cling to what she did have and served the added bonus of not requiring a bra. While her skirt was cute and short showing off her toned legs from years of dance.  Overall Megan was happy with how she looked; equal parts cute and sexy while also not looking like she tried to hard.   <br />  <br />Megan grabbed her things and promptly arrived at Ryan’s room exactly on time. They each grabbed their textbooks and note pads before settling on Ryan’s bed to prep for the exam ahead.   <br />  <br />Ryan half sat half laid at the head of the bed while Megan sat Indian style in the middle of the bed. As they continued to cover the material on the test, Ryan couldn’t help but notice that Megan’s skirt had ridden up and he could now clearly see her panty clad crotch while also noticing the effects the could room was having on her braless nipples.   <br />  <br />After awhile Megan caught Ryan’s stares, asking “are you studying me or our work”. Instead of being embarrassed Ryan leaned forward until he was only inches away and whispered “you” as he leaned in for a kiss.  Megan’s mouth opened and soon they were locked in a deep passionate makeout session.    <br />  <br />Ryan had been dreaming of this for 6 months and wasn’t about to waste his chance.   <br />  <br />As they made out Ryan slowly pushed their books to the end of the bed; then wasting no time pulling Megan into him as he leaned back onto the bed pulling her on top of him. Once they were laying he rolled them over until Megan was on her back and then pulled her tank top up and over her head.   <br />  <br />Ryan basked at the now topless girl in his bed. Pausing just a moment to take in her small but perfect breasts that stuck straight out with the cutest dime sized nipples hard as can be. Megan just laid there happy once again that a boy could be so turned on by her body even though she was far from curvy.   <br />  <br />That paused moment soon into a desperate passionate assault on Megan’s willing body. Ryan began to kiss her yet again while their tongues danced and interlocked. His hands found their way to her chest as he groped and caressed her breasts. Squeezing them tighter as he grew more horny.   <br />  <br />Soon his mouth found its way to her nipples, sucking and dancing his tongue over them - one side then the other - over and over again. Before sliding one hand down her body and slowly grazing her soft skin as he slid it up the inside of Megan’s leg, turning her on each inch of the way.   <br />  <br />Megan now instinctively reached for his crotch as she had unknowingly been conditioned previously by Josh to do.   <br />  <br />Josh now had one nipple in his mouth, one hand on Megan’s inner thigh making soft circles as he advanced up her leg and one hand that had found its way down the back of her panties grabbing her ass tightly. He groaned in excitement as he felt Megan unzip his pants and reach inside his boxers. Now stroking him freely as he enjoyed her body.   <br />  <br />Ryan’s hand finally found its way to Megan’s crotch and she moaned loudly as he cupped her mound. Biting her lip as she did so. Ryan then leaned up and gave Megan her most passionate kiss yet as he slide her panties from her waist and began to gently finger her crotch.   <br />  <br />After just a few minutes of caressing and fingering, once Ryan was convinced Megan was wet enough to enter, he rolled off of Megan and onto his back. Pushing her down his body as he did so.   <br />  <br />Megan knew exactly what he wanted as she flipped the covers of his bed over them and kissed every inch of his body until she was face to face with his throbbing penis. She lightly wrapped her hand around it before taking him in her mouth in one large gulp. Ryan audibly moaning as she did so.   <br />  <br />While Megan had given blowjobs before she was far from and expert and had never actually finished one to completion. That didn’t she was bad at them, quite the opposite she was great and using it as a tease, but Ryan was soon coaching her on what to do. “Suck harder, stroke me as you lick the head, play with my balls...”  <br />  <br />Ryan was getting unbelievably hard and horny when just then the door burst open and his roommate entered the room. Megan froze on the spot as Ryan tried to play cool.   <br />  <br />After making it abundantly clear he was going nowhere, Ryan and Megan had no choice but to discretely get redressed and call an end to their excitement.   <br />  <br />Ryan whispered in Megan’s ear, “god I want you; I wish we had a car or somewhere we could go...”. Before she knew what she was saying Megan responded “I have a car.”  <br />  <br />It was one thing for Megan to fool around or even have sex with a boy from class in his room but she was not the kind of girl (or slut) to have sex with random boys in the back of a car.   <br />  <br />Only here she was practically offering it up to Ryan. Before Megan could back out, Ryan was pulling her tank top back over her head and kicking her panties further under the sheets saying, “you won’t need those, besides we can find them later.”    <br />  <br />With that he dug around Megan’s bag until he found her keys. Taking her hand and pulling out of his bed and walking towards the freshman parking lot to find her car.   <br />  <br />Every time Ryan sensed some hesitation from Megan he was stop and kiss her passionately while grabbing her ass legs and thighs letting his hand graze her bare crotch just enough to reignite her horniness.   <br />  <br />Once Ryan found her car he nudged her in while taking the driver’s seat and setting off to find a quiet place where they would not be interrupted again. They drove off quickly towards the athletic fields which had been turned off and vacant for hours. Within 3 minutes of getting in the car they were now at their destination.   <br />  <br />Ryan placed the car in park and leaned over to kiss Megan as passionately as he could. Only now Ryan moved with a purpose that he didn’t have before in his dorm. The kiss lasted only a minute before Megan found her seatbelt being unbuckled and her upper body being pulled down towards Ryan’s lap.   <br />  <br />Megan felt responsible for getting into this situation so despite a reluctance to do anything more, almost to her own disbelief, she followed Ryan’s lead reaching down to once again unzip his pants, reaching into his boxers, and pulling his penis free. Ryan reached down and wrapped his fingers in her hair pushing her mouth towards his waiting dick.   <br />  <br />As Megan took his member in her mouth he moaned again and was soon using his hands to forcibly bop her head up and down on his cock. Now basically face fucking Megan as she repeatedly gagged on his dick.   <br />  <br />As this continued Ryan removed one hand from her head only to flip up her skirt and begin to finger fuck Megan’s now dry crotch. She tried to protest but found no words could escape the large dick now buried in her throat. Ryan fingered her again and again until was finally wet enough in his opinion.   <br />  <br />He then pulled Megan head from his crotch with a forcible pop sound as he did so; and pulled her entire body onto him in the driver’s seat. He reclined the seat and before Megan could process what was happening, Ryan lined up his unprotected penis with her crotch and pulled her body down. In one move and thrust his penis was now balls deep inside Megan and she was given no time to adjust, letting out a quiet yelp as she was entered.   <br />  <br />Not wanting to let him down, Megan did what she felt was expected and began to ride his dick. Ryan reach out and pulled her tank top yet again up and over her head and took her breast and nipple in his mouth. He grabbed her ass and pulled her deeper with each thrust. Ryan couldn’t believe how tight she was or the way that her pussy seemed to milk each inch of his dick as he drove it into her again and again and deeper and deeper.   <br />  <br />The scene was incredible. A topless skinny former ballerina riding his cock in the front seat of her car with a bunched up skirt around her waist and an incredibly toned athletic ass humping into him again and again and perfect perky titties being used as his personal chew toy. Megan’s eyes were closed content to do as he wanted and trying to find pleasure of her own. Which is perhaps why she didn’t notice Ryan pull out his phone and snap a few pictures and short video clip; knowing this was one fuck he would want to play over and over again.   <br />  <br />Megan was still riding Ryan as he demanded but slowly started to feel some pleasure from what was happening. Ryan took advantage of this to slide one of her legs from beside his waist to up and over his shoulder. Saying/singing “fuck me harder tiny dancer” as he did so.   <br />  <br />It was about this time a flashing light caught Ryan’s attention and before he knew it a pair of middle aged officers were approaching the car, unaware to Megan as her eyes were tightly closed. As they got closer they shined their light in only to see the same incredible sight Ryan was enjoying; an athletic 18 year old with her perky b’s sticking straight out with razor hard nipples, a perfectly toned leg thrown over a guy’s shoulder, and an amazing ass just driving (forcibly mind you from Ryan’s hands) into an eager cock.   <br />  <br />Instead of stopping the show they flashed Ryan a thumbs up and motioned for him to hurry it along.   <br />  <br />With that Ryan took her nipple once more in his mouth biting and pulling on it as he grabbed both of her ass cheeks and started pounding away as hard as he could. Megan was now rotating between moans and yelps as his onslaught was underway. He continued to pound harder and harder deeper and and deeper feeling the pressure building. Then he thrusted one last time as Megan felt a rush of liquid pour into her; stream after stream of cum shooting inside her.   <br />  <br />Slowly Ryan pulled free from her pussy and kissed her softly one last time. Saying “damn that was better than I ever imagined; someone trained you well; I don’t know whether to call you tiny dancer or tiny slut after that performance.”    <br />  <br />Megan rolled off of him and back into the passenger seat unsure what to think but sure that she needed to get dressed again.   <br />  <br />As the car started to head back to the dorms, Megan asked perhaps we can meet up for lunch tomorrow only for Ryan to retort, “I’m busy but I’ll let you know when I need another late night “study” session.”  With that they were back to the dorms. Ryan tossed Megan her car keys and her backpack that he had somehow packed and removed from his room without her noticing.   <br />  <br />He gave Megan one last kiss before saying farewell. Megan grabbed her bag and headed off to her own room content about what happened; happy she moved on from Josh; but uncertain how she always found her nights like this ending this way.   <br />  <br />As for her panties, Ryan walked back into his dorm and dug through his sheets before he found the panties Megan had left behind. He unzipped his pants and used them to wipe the cum and juices from his crotch. Before walking down the hall and pinning them on Josh’s door - for all to see that walk by - with a note saying “thanks for the recommendation, she is a grade A fuck”.  For the next few days everyone in the hall that had passed the panties wondered who they were from and a few days later Megan too happened by them only to blush and grab them and toss them in the trash; deciding that perhaps she wouldn’t be seeing Ryan again.   <br />  <br /> ]]></description>
	<pubDate>Sat, 21 Dec 2019 14:07:23 UTC</pubDate>
	<dc:creator>Private294</dc:creator>
	<category>Reluctance Stories</category>
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	<title>A Sexual Education for a College Freshman</title>
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	<description><![CDATA[ This is a stand alone story but to find out how Megan lost her virginity at prom check out my other published stories)  <br />  <br />Megan sat in her room excited to begin her freshman year of college. High school was fine but something about college just felt different, more important, and more free. High school had ended with Megan unwillingly losing her virginity but for the most part she had gotten over it. If anything, she was determined not to be a victim again.   <br />  <br />Freshman year started off great. She got along with her roommate and was quickly making friends. Her only regret was that she got cut from ballet but it did allow her the freedom to go to parties and enjoy everything college had to offer.   <br />  <br />For Megan things began to change when she met Josh. Josh was also a freshman and coincidently he grew up just a short drive from Megan back in Chicago. They had much in common.   <br />  <br />What Megan didn’t know about Josh is that he was somewhat of a player. A cocky baseball player that had a different girl each weekend.  <br />  <br />Megan had a crush and all she knew was Josh was the cute baseball player from her hometown that gave her un-adoring attention.   <br />  <br />Josh was a pro though and said and told Megan all the right things. Those things would soon progress quickly.   <br />  <br />It was now 3 months into college and about a dozen girls later for Josh. After a couple of weeks of hanging out during the day, Josh made his move and invites Megan to a baseball house party.  Ecstatic Megan said yes. She dressed in a strapless FCUK top and a short black skirt. Megan wanted to look her best and hoped that she could prove to Josh that she was girlfriend material.   <br />  <br />The night came Josh took her to the party. When thy arrived he quickly handed Megan a solo cup of jungle juice while making the rounds. Every room they entered another player would high-five Josh or say something to him under the blaring sound of music. Megan didn’t care though, she loved that Josh was showing her off.   <br />  <br />Josh kept feeding her drinks and shots throughout. By the time midnight hit Megan had too much alcohol to count and found herself making her way to the dance floor with Josh. Once they made their way through the crowd they began to dance.   <br />  <br />Megan was swaying her hips and just pulled her up against him, with her ass now grinding against his crotch. He pulled her head back as she was grinding him and gave her a deep passionate kiss. Megan was breathless and was lost in a combination of dancing tongues and tipsyness. This allowed Josh to let his hands freely roam her body; caressing her b-cup breasts while also exploring her amazing ass and legs toned from years of ballet.   <br />  <br />This continued for sometime before Josh promptly broke off their kiss and said it was time to go; taking her hand in his and guiding her back through the house and towards the dorms. Once back he took Megan straight to his room. Making out the entire way up the stairs and through his door.   <br />  <br />With their lips still meshed, Josh slid one hand inside her skirt grabbing her bare ass pulling her close as his other hand reached inside the top of her tank top and began to caress and pinch her nipple. Just  as he had suspected, Megan had gone braless tonight and he was all too eager to take advantage.   <br />  <br />Megan was still lost in a wave of excitement and booze; doing nothing to stop Josh’s advances. So she soon found her top being removed, and after hearing Josh whisper “God, small but perfect” about her breasts, his mouth was on her breasts sucking and molesting every inch of her athletic b’s.   <br />  <br />Josh slide his hands down her bare back and slowly nudged Megan’s skirt to the ground.  Grabbing both her ass checks as he sucked her tiny nipples. Before long Megan found Josh grabbing her hand and guiding it to his boxers. “When had he taken off his shirt and jeans” thought Megan before she was brought back to reality when her hand was wrapped around his cock.   <br />  <br />Megan was no slut, and except for the time her virginity was forced from her, she had no real experience besides some light nude play. Yet her she was, now stroking a guy’s rock hard dick while she stood in just her panties with her ass and breasts being used to Josh’s endless demands and pleasure.   <br />  <br />Megan briefly thought to herself how the last time she found herself in this position ended with a guy forcing himself inside her. Megan was determined not to be a victim again; yet instead of pushing away, she decided to let Josh have his way with her. Besides, what was the point, she was no longer a virgin and at this point she couldn’t stop Josh if she wanted to.   <br />  <br />Josh must have sensed a change in her as he was now more aggressive. He slid his boxers to the ground while Megan still stroked his dick. He broke his assault on her chest to give her a long passionate kiss. Megan yet again found herself lost in passion until she felt the kiss breakaway and pressure on her shoulders pushing her to her knees; finally resting face to face with the dick she had just been stroking moments ago.   <br />  <br />Megan paused as Josh moved his hands to the back of her head, before declaring that she had never done this before. That didn’t stop Josh from guiding her head to her crotch saying, “don’t worry I’m sure you’ll do great”. And with that Megan opened her mouth taking in his dick in her mouth.   <br />  <br />Megan didn’t know what to do but started lick and swirl her tongue around his penis; and to her amazement feeling it grow even harder and bigger than before. Josh wrapped his hands in her dirty blond hair as he pumped his cock deeper into his mouth.   <br />  <br />It was the best blowjob he had ever received, in fact it was somewhat subpar, but he took pleasure in being the first cock Megan had ever tasted.   <br />  <br />The blowjob continued for a few minutes until Josh was good and hard. Pulling his dick from her mouth and raising and pushing back Megan all at once onto his bed.   <br />  <br />Josh climbed on top of her kissing ever inch of athletic slender dancer body before making his was to her waist and pulling her panties from her body.   <br />  <br />Megan began to speak as Josh pushed her legs apart, saying, “I Don’t really do this” as Josh cut her off saying “don’t worry, your mouth felt great and this will feel even better.”  And with that Megan found her pussy lips being spread by his dick as he pushed into her.   <br />  <br />Megan let out a small whimper as Josh declared, “damn this feels good, I can’t believe how tight you are”; ignoring Megan’s whimper and the tear from the pain that had now formed in the corner of her eye.   <br />  <br />Josh couldn’t get enough of the way Megan’s pussy clinged to every inch of his cock as he pushed deeper. He was lost in lust and started driving into Megan as hard and as deep as he could. All while Megan lied on her back legs spread letting Josh use her as he pleased.   <br />  <br />He continued to pound her harder and harder. Now harshly squeezing her breasts and twisting her nipples. With sweat dripping from his body onto Megan.   <br />  <br />While no where near a climax, as she was basically being raped again, Megan did take some comfort in knowing her body could drive her crush so mad with lust. Besides, while didn’t want to have sex with Josh at least she decided to let it happen (or at least that is what she told herself) instead how she was raped last time.   <br />  <br />Josh continued his assault on her body now regularly bottoming our inside her. As he lost his stamina he let his body fall on top of her and sucked every inch of Megan neck and breasts leaving a trail of hickeys behind. Josh smiled knowing that he had marked his territory for all to see.   <br />  <br />Josh knew he was nearing an organism, and promptly stopped, pulled out, before flipping Megan to her chest and pulling her into a doggy position.  <br />  <br />Josh now grabbed her hips as he drove into her again and again from behind. Admiring that incredible toned ass of her’s as cock slide in and out. His speed and force hit an all time high as he began to unleash inside her. Moving his hands from her hips to her tits as groped them as hard as he could as he came inside her.   <br />  <br />Megan froze on all fours just taking it all in. She hadn’t planned on this and she didn’t like how doggy style made her feel like nothing more than a piece of ass. But before this thought could linger too long; Josh pulled her close giving her a deep kiss saying that she was incredible and he had never felt a pussy as tight and incredible as hers.   <br />  <br />Megan smiled and the two slowly drifted off to sleep. Megan satisfied to be in the arms of the boy she liked.   <br />  <br />The next morning came and Megan was awoken but hard wet kisses on her neck and eager hands groping her breasts. Megan moaned softly as Josh turned her head to the side; gave her a passionate kiss on the lips; as his hand slide down the front of her body to her pussy. Which was still sore and inflamed from the abuse just hours ago.   <br />  <br />Josh didn’t care though, he just had to have her one last time and wasted no time fingering Megan trying desperately to get her wet enough to take again as he continued to make-out and grope her breasts.   <br />  <br />Josh then took her hand, while still fingering her, and moved it towards his crotch. Whispering in her ear as he did so, “God I love your body, how did you get to be so tight and sexy.”  With her hand now on his crotch, Megan responded shyly, “I don’t know maybe it’s from 15 years of ballet.   <br />  <br />Josh nearly came just from hearing.   <br />  <br />He climbed on top of Megan asking if she really danced with Megan innocently nodding yes.   <br />  <br />With that Josh drove into her in one thrust as Megan let out a yelp from the pain of her inflamed pussy lips being violated yet again.   <br />  <br />Just pounded her hard time and time again, excited with the news that his new plaything (Megan) also happened to be a dancer.   <br />  <br />As Josh continued his new assault on her body he ordered Megan to pull her legs behind her head. Unsure what to do, Megan just did as he said. And damn did she look hot. Josh revealed in the things he could make her do.   <br />  <br />After a few minutes he let Megan return her legs to her sides only as she did so he rotated pulling her on top of him. Saying I know you know how to take a dick, now let’s see you ride one. Megan now found herself on top of Josh only now she noticed something strange.   <br />  <br />Before Megan could fully process it, she heard an unfamiliar voice - Josh’s roommate - say “don’t mind me, I already got a show last night” as she heard a click and saw his hand go to his crotch and start to masturbate in the bed across the room.   <br />  <br />Josh grew impatient, saying getting on with it or get out to Megan. And with that Megan began ride a dick for the first time in her life - 12 hours of a lot of firsts in her life.   <br />  <br />Unsure what to do, she began to rock back and forth on Josh cock as he grabbed her ass driving deeper into her. With each thrust Megan screamed internally in pain as she was far to used and sore from the night before; but yet she continued to do as Josh wanted.   <br />  <br />Her eyes are now closed in a mix desperation not to cry and trying like hell to find some pleasure in the penis that she was riding like there was no tomorrow secretly begging that Josh would just cum already.   <br />  <br />She could feel hands on her hips and ass and each of her nipples being sucked and nibbled on. “Wait, both nipples” she thought as her eyes jutted open to find his roommate assaulting her other breast.   <br />  <br />Josh noticed Megan’s discomfort from the situation and told his roommate that was enough and not to “fuck this up for me”. With that the roommate released her nipple from his mouth and left the room.   <br />  <br />Before Megan could express any further objection, Josh sat up and began to rotate Megan down from a riding position now onto her back with her legs in the air and Josh still inside her. He promptly threw her legs on each of his shoulders letting him drive deeper into her than ever before.   <br />   <br />Despite all her previous efforts to avoid crying now tears freely fell from her eyes. Only Josh seemed to find joy in this. He now made renewed efforts to drive even deeper and harder and more painfully into Megan. Whispering to himself as he drove in nearing closer to climax, saying “I’m - going - to - make - you - my - whore - and - fuck - you - whenever - and - how - ever - I - want”  <br />  <br />And with Josh came deep inside Megan yet again. As he pulled out he couldn’t help but notice how red Megan’s pussy now was or the pool of cum and blood beneath her ass.   <br />  <br />He gave Megan one last kiss before standing up and declaring she needed to leave so he could get ready for practice. Adding, “don’t worry, I’ll still call you; besides how can I say no to that” pointing at her ass.   <br />  <br />With that Megan got dressed and stumbled her way out of the room and up the stairs to the girls dorm and her room. While she wasn’t happy at how things turned out at least she would be seeing Josh again.   <br /> ]]></description>
	<pubDate>Sat, 21 Dec 2019 14:03:55 UTC</pubDate>
	<dc:creator>Private294</dc:creator>
	<category>Reluctance Stories</category>
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	<title>Brake Wonderland</title>
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	<description><![CDATA[ 	Leroy wiped his hands on a greasy shop rag as he strolled casually across the garage. The shop was slow. Slow even for a Wednesday afternoon. He opened the door to the office and glanced across the empty waiting room. He made his way behind the desk and picked up the Honda's paperwork, looking for a contact number. The girl who had dropped off the car looked young, probably late teens…and cute. She was one of those girls who would probably be beautiful if she wasn't overweight. She wasn't fat. She just looked like she needed to eat something other than junk food, and maybe get up off the couch once in a while. Not beautiful–maybe not even pretty–just cute. She did have some nice titties though. Holy shit did she have some titties. Big, firm, heavy-looking titties that sat up straight and barely moved around in her t-shirt when she walked. Leroy wondered how they would look without a bra holding them in place. Imagined her hard nipples sliding around under the thin fabric.   <br />  <br />	He sat down in his swivel chair, closed his eyes, and began fingering the gold necklace he wore around his neck, counting in his head each tiny skull-and-crossbones pendant …One… pausing at each pendant to bring the image of a different girl to mind …Two… naked and on her knees …Three… eyes closed …Four… cum dripping from her face …Five…  <br />  <br />	Leroy picked up the phone, and dialed the number she'd left.  <br />  <br />	On the second ring, a nervous, feminine voice answered, “Hello.”  <br />  <br />	“Bailey?”  <br />  <br />	“This is Bailey.”  <br />  <br />	“Hey. This is Leroy down at Brake Wonderland. I just got done looking at your Honda. You're gonna need new pads and rotors on the front and back. The master cylinders are shot, and it's gonna have to get a fluid flush.”  <br />  <br />	Bailey was silent for a moment.  <br />  <br />	“Hello?”  <br />  <br />	“Yeah um yeah, I'm here,” Baily said, clearly upset, “how much are we talking about?”  <br />  <br />	“You're lookin' at seventeen thirty nine plus tax.”  <br />  <br />	“Seventeen thirty what?”  <br />  <br />	“Seventeen hundred thirty nine dollars,” Leroy said through a grin, “plus tax.”  <br />  <br />	“Uh…Oh my fuck…Uh shit…” Bailey rambled random profanity.  <br />  <br />	He knew what was coming next …Fourteen…Fifteen…Sixteen…  <br />  <br />	“I don't think I can come up with that kind of money. Isn't there some stuff we can skip? That I can get done later?”  <br />  <br />	“Nope, you gonna have to get everything done or that car just ain't gonna be safe to drive.” …Seventeen…Eighteen…Nineteen…   <br />  <br />	“I…,” Bailey was beginning to sob, “I don't know if I can get that much money. I mean, I know I can't.”  <br />  <br />	“Well it's gonna have to be done. No other choice,” Leroy heard her sobbing on the other end of the line, clearly in tears. He imagined those tears running slowly down her cheeks and felt the blood rushing to his penis. He wondered if she had ever let a guy finish on her face. …Twenty Three…Twenty Four… Leroy fondled the last skull between his thumb and forefinger. First time for everything. “Why don't you come on back to the shop and we'll go over your options. Where are you now? Do you need a ride?”  <br />  <br />	“No,” Bailey sniffled, “I'm just across the street, getting lunch.”  <br />  <br />	Of course she's across the street. At McDonald's stuffing her fucking face. “Why don't you come on back and we'll see what we can do.”  <br />  <br />	“Okay. I'll be there in a minute. Thank you.”  <br />  <br />	Leroy sat staring out the window until he saw Tits McGee and her Tig ol' Bitties strolling back across the parking lot. I can't wait to see those nipples. I bet she has big areolas too, at least silver dollar size.  <br />  <br />	The glass door opened and he eyed her chest all the way across the waiting room. The words “Blues Traveler” distorted by the dramatic curve of those luscious melons.   <br />  <br />	“Welcome back, young lady. How was your lunch?”  <br />  <br />	Bailey sat her fountain drink on the counter. “Fine,” she sulked. “I'm sorry. But I'm going to have to drive my car home. I just can't afford to get it fixed right now.”  <br />  <br />	“Hey. No problem. It's just that…well… If you drive that vehicle out of my shop and you can't stop when you need to…and you get hurt. Or hey, you hurt somebody else… We'll that's my fault now ain't it? And I just couldn't live knowin' I did something like that. So I tell you what. I'm gonna do you a favor today. Just cause I like you and I want to do you right.”  <br />  <br />	“Okay,” Bailey said, a little uneasy, “I can work out a payment plan with you or something.”  <br />  <br />	Leroy smiled. “Yeah, a 'payment plan' is exactly what I had in mind. Tell me something sweet heart, do you have a boyfriend?”  <br />  <br />	Baily's heart began to race. Boyfriend? Was he about to ask her out on a date? This old guy was a redneck…and gross…and at least 40! Oh my god! Bailey thought, are you fucking kidding me?   <br />  <br />	“I know what you're thinkin' little lady,” Leroy smiled, “I'm not a pervert. I know you're too young for me. I ain't no pervert like that.”  <br />  <br />	Bailey couldn't look him in the eyes, “Okay. What then?”  <br />  <br />	“I'm a lonely old loser, you know? I just want to take a look at 'em.”  <br />  <br />	Bailey narrowed her eyes, “Them?”  <br />  <br />	“Sure. Your beautiful breasts.”  <br />  <br />	Bailey stared in silence.  <br />  <br />	“I just want to see them outside that shirt,” Leroy smiled again.  <br />  <br />	“Um, yeah. I don't know…”  <br />  <br />	“Come on now. You pull up your shirt and I give you seventeen hundred dollars worth of brake work for free. Is the deal really that bad? Am I really that repulsive to you?”  <br />  <br />	“No,” Bailey said defensively, “It's not you. I just don't know if I can…I've never done anything…no one has ever asked me…”  <br />  <br />	“Look sweetheart, it's okay. Just come with me to the back room. Give me a quick look and I'll have you out of here before five o'clock today.”  <br />  <br />	She stared at him in silence for a moment. “I just let you see my…,” Bailey looked down at her chest, “and you'll fix my car? For free?”  <br />  <br />	“Yes ma'am. Just cover the tax on the parts, about 30 bucks, and I'll take care of everything else. Come on, do an old guy a favor. Please.”  <br />  <br />	Bailey closed her eyes and swallowed hard. “Wow. I can't believe I'm about to say this, but I don't have a whole lot of choice. Okay. Yeah…I guess.”  <br />  <br />	Before she could change her mind, Leroy turned and walked toward a door at the end of the room. “Come on then. Follow me young lady. I promise I'll make it quick.”  <br />  <br />~  <br />	  <br />	The “back room” was more like a storage closet. Bailey looked around at the miscellaneous odds and ends. The kind of shit that you might expect to collect in the storage area of a mechanic shop. The room was poorly lit and smelled like grease.  <br />  <br />	“Just put your purse on the floor, and let's see about getting' that shirt off.”  <br />  <br />	Bailey looked at him, and Leroy seemed to read the fear in her eyes.  <br />  <br />	“Look sweetheart. I'm not going to hurt you. Let's just get this done so you can be on your way.”  <br />  <br />	Bailey placed her purse on the floor, closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She gripped the bottom of her t-shirt with her arms crossed and with a single, smooth motion, pulled the shirt up and over her head. She stood with her eyes closed for a few seconds, then started to pull the shirt back over her head.  <br />  <br />	“Hang on now darlin'. We ain't done yet. I love what I've seen so far, but the deal was to let me see 'em and I ain't really seen 'em yet. So let's keep going.”  <br />  <br />	Bailey fought back the tears that she felt welling up in her eyes and dropped her t-shirt onto her purse. Leroy watched hungrily as she reached back and unclasped her bra, then let the arm straps slide down to her elbows.   <br />  <br />	“Come on baby. All the way off.”  <br />  <br />	With her eyes still closed, she removed her bra completely and held it in her right hand for a moment before letting it drop to the floor.  <br />  <br />	Leroy's cock began to stiffen in his pants. She looked exactly the way he'd imagined. Even if the rest of her body left something to be desired, her tits were absolute perfection. At least double Ds, yet firm and perky. Her skin was smooth and unblemished. In a couple years they would begin to sag. Natural breasts this big never resist gravity too far beyond the teen years. But for now they were holding up beautifully. Her areolas were silver dollar sized, just as he'd predicted. He imagined sucking on them while her nipples hardened in his mouth. That wasn't part of the deal, but you couldn't look at titties like these and not wonder. Then Leroy turned his attention to her cute face.  <br />  <br />	“Is that enough?” Bailey asked, almost whimpering.   <br />  <br />	“Hang on now. I'm still looking.” Leroy stepped closer, “I just want to get a better look. How 'bout you get on your knees so I can see 'em from above.”  <br />  <br />	Bailey began to cry again. “I'm not going to have sex with you. I won't… I won't suck you.”  <br />  <br />	“Suck…? No baby, I don't mean that. I just want you to get on your knees because I like the view.”  <br />  <br />	“Can I just go please?” she asked, wiping the tears from her cheek.  <br />  <br />	“Well sure. But if you want that work done, I need to get an eye full. Now you've done great so far and we're almost done. I don't want it to be for nothin'. And I know you don't. Come on now. Just get on your knees and let me take a look.”  <br />  <br />	Feeling defeated. Bailey made her way down to her knees and knelt on the floor with her eyes closed.  Leroy quietly unzipped his pants and stepped so close to her that she could smell his crotch. He pulled his cock from his pants and began slowly stroking it.   <br />  <br />	“That's all I wanted, baby girl,” he said softly, “Just let me get a good look now.”  <br />  <br />	Bailey heard him stroking himself and waited to feel him touch her. The slapping sound grew louder and faster as Bailey knelt sobbing, tears welling in her eyes.   <br />  <br />	Leroy stroked himself faster. The head of his cock, just inches from the girl's face. Her nipples almost brushing the fabric of his pants. “That's it baby girl. We're almost done here. You're doin' fine. I'm not going to touch you, sweetheart. I'm not going to touch you.” Leroy looked down at her. He liked what he saw, but it could be better. “Tilt your head back for me just a little. But don't open your eyes.”  <br />  <br />	Bailey followed his directions. All she wanted was to be in her car and as far from this place as possible. And if letting him look at her while he jerked off would get her out of here sooner, then so be it. Bailey tilted her head back and waited for him to finish.  <br />  <br />	The urge to reach down and cup one of her titties was unbearable. But Leroy was a man of his word. He wouldn't touch her. He looked down at her upturned face. She's much prettier this way, he though. Too bad she's such a slut. But then again, aren't they all?  <br />  <br />	Leroy knew he was pushing his luck but she'd be an idiot to back out now. “Can you push your breasts up for me? Just hold them up in your palms like you're showin' off a couple of prize-winning melons.”  <br />  <br />	Bailey did as she was told.  <br />  <br />	“How 'bout one more thing darlin'? Lean back just a little… How 'bout you open your mouth for me? And stick out your tongue like you're takin' a selfie for that Facebook.”  <br />  <br />	Bailey followed instructions surprisingly well and Leroy found himself looking down at her upturned face, with her mouth open and her tongue gently extended out flat. Holding her breasts up for him like she was offering a gift. He stroked himself and panted And when he was ready to cum, he aimed the head of his cock right between her eyes. Here we go baby girl…Twenty five.  <br />  <br />	The first shot struck her right on target and she winced backward. The second stream landed mostly in her hair. By the third shot, her mouth was closed and she was leaning her head forward; it hit her forehead and bangs. Leroy grabbed a handful of hair at the back of her head and tilted her back. She opened her eyes in surprise just as the fourth shot struck her on the lips. Leroy held her head in place while the last of his semen dripped out onto her chin. He studied her face, burning the image into his mind.  <br />  <br />	Bailey stayed in the bathroom while Leroy installed the $30 brake pads. The stupid bitch didn't need that much time to clean herself up, so he figured she must be crying again. The tiny new pendant weight only a few grams but the necklace felt heavier. Leroy wiped his hands with a greasy rag as he walked back to the counter to ring Tits McGee up for $30. Stupid bitch. Bailey came out of the bathroom, her eyes red from crying. She handed Leroy her debit card without looking up at him. ]]></description>
	<pubDate>Wed, 13 Jul 2016 21:39:31 UTC</pubDate>
	<dc:creator>NewmanZone</dc:creator>
	<category>Reluctance Stories</category>
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	<title>My Boner turns me Invisible - Part 5 (Finale)</title>
	<link>http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/reluctance-stories/my-boner-turns-me-invisible-part-5-finale/</link>
	<description><![CDATA[   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;My Boner turns me Invisible &amp;ndash; Part 5&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Hello, my name is John Logan, I am 16 years old, my cock is average, my life is good. I am in love with a beautiful girl&amp;hellip; Oh and I have the power to turn invisible when I get erections.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Outside the school we quickly threw on our clothes and ran to the change rooms to take a shower. Minutes before we went in we had screwed the twins. As we got to the change rooms we saw Cassandra standing outside the doors, texting on her phone. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;She looked up. &amp;ldquo;Hi Logan.&amp;rdquo; She said sexually and sarcastically. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What the fuck do you want!?&amp;rdquo; asked Melody sternly. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I just wanted to remind your boyfriend which is the boys change room and which is the girls.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;We both sighed as we went into our separate sides. I looked at Cassandra and she smiled an evil grin. She is gonna fuck Melody. God Dammit! I thought. Her pussy will be raw by the time Cassandra is done with her, our plan will be ruined. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;THE PLAN: Melody will once again be our bait, seducing Ms. Williams into another sexual encounter, which is when I will make my move and fuck her hard.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Melody walked into the change room, following Cassandra. I quickly had my shower and changed and waited 30 minutes after the bell for Melody to walk out. The door finally opened and it was Melody, slouched over with her hand covering her worn out and stinging crotch. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;John, I don&amp;rsquo;t think I can help you with this one; Cassandra really tore up my pussy this time.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;NO. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Melody, wait.&amp;rdquo; I said before she entered the change room with Cassandra.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Melody stopped, she understood, and nodded. She quickly changed directions and pushed me into the men&amp;rsquo;s change room with her. All the men gasped as they saw her, some desperately covering up. Melody followed me to my locker, all the eyes following her. We pulled off our clothes and walked towards the shower. As we entered the showers, there were a few jocks whose small dicks immediately sprang up.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I turned around and saw a crowd of naked men closing in on us. Oh Shit&amp;hellip; I thought. They suddenly grabbed Melody and began fucking her ruthlessly in all holes. She screamed for me but suddenly someone grabbed me and began to insert his&amp;hellip; Nope.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Melody, Wait. Let&amp;rsquo;s skip the showers today.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Ok&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;We left Cassandra frowning and disappointed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;We waited until after school to make our move on Ms. Williams. The bell rang and all of the students ran outside. I quickly left with the others and ran to the change room to get ready, while Melody waited in her seat for everyone to finish leaving. Ms. Williams seemed a bit flustered that day and Jenkins wasn&amp;rsquo;t in school either.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh, if it isn&amp;rsquo;t Melody. Is there something I can I do for you, then?&amp;rdquo; She said nervously as she glanced over at the clock.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Well yes, as a matter of fact there is&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; Melody got up and started walking over to her. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Melody put a hand out and began gently caressing Ms. Williams&amp;rsquo; massive tits. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Ms. Williams looked at Melody confused. &amp;ldquo;What do you think you are doing?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What does it look like?&amp;rdquo; Melody stopped caressing her tits and stepped back. She unbuckled her belt and dropped her pants revealing her soaking wet panties.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh&amp;hellip; I see&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I ran down the hall naked, I didn&amp;rsquo;t want to miss a moment of the action. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;&amp;hellip;Ya, the thing is I&amp;rsquo;m not gay, so please pull your pants up.&amp;rdquo; She said, annoyed as she looked up at the clock.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I opened the door slowly, just enough to get in.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What do you mean you&amp;rsquo;re not gay?! All the girls in this fucked up school are!!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Ya, that big titted cheerleader Cassandra made the same mistake a couple months ago. Besides it&amp;rsquo;s illegal to have sexual relations with students.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;line-height: normal&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;That didn&amp;rsquo;t stop you seducing Jenkins did it!?&amp;rdquo; I shouted still invisible. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;line-height: normal&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Ahhh!!! Who said that!?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;line-height: normal&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I did!&amp;rdquo; I suddenly grabbed her and forced the 45 year old teacher over onto her desk. I violently pulled her pants down, parted her panties to the side and rammed my 7 inch cock inside of her. She began moaning as I quickened the pace. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;line-height: normal&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t know what&amp;rsquo;s hap&amp;hellip; pening&amp;hellip; ing. But I like it!!&amp;rdquo; She cried with her head down in her school papers. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;line-height: normal&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I came into view. &amp;ldquo;Where the fuck did you come from!?&amp;rdquo; She asked as she looked behind her. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;line-height: normal&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I continued ramming my &amp;lsquo;steel hard&amp;rsquo; penis into her velvety vagina. She wasn&amp;rsquo;t as tight as Melody but I loved her hot ass sticking out at me. The idea of fucking my teacher turned me on, but the idea of cheating on my best friend with her took me over the edge. I couldn&amp;rsquo;t hold it any longer. I began nailing her as hard as I could. I plunged in one final time and let go. I came three times, filling her warm pussy. I pulled out and watched as it oozed out of her. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;line-height: normal&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;You don&amp;rsquo;t fill me up as much as Jenkins does, but that was alright!&amp;rdquo; She said ecstatically as she tried to turn around. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;line-height: normal&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Anger fueled my sex drive. I suddenly became &amp;lsquo;steel hard&amp;rsquo; again. I grabbed her by the hair and shoved her face against the table. I stuck my hard dick into ass all the way. Her ass was tight.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;line-height: normal&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Melody had got up on a nearby desk and was masturbating her wet pussy, and moaning as she watched intently. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;line-height: normal&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I grabbed one of her large breasts and squeezed it. I continued nailing her as she cried out for more. I suddenly pulled her up and carried her over to melody, my dick still up her tight ass. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;line-height: normal&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Eat her!!&amp;rdquo; I ordered as I bent her over and pushed her forward with my cock. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;line-height: normal&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;She reluctantly complied. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;line-height: normal&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh, Yes!!!&amp;rdquo; Melody screamed as she began squirting uncontrollably on Ms. Williams face.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;line-height: normal&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;She cried out in anguish as she was covered with another woman&amp;rsquo;s sweet juices. It sent me over the edge and I filled her up. I pulled my soft dick out. Just then the door opened. Jenkins gasped as he saw his lover bent over, cum oozing out of two of her holes.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;line-height: normal&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;How could you!?&amp;rdquo; He screamed, the nasal in his voice enhanced. &amp;ldquo;We were going to run away together.&amp;rdquo; He suddenly turned and ran away.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;line-height: normal&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Jenkins, wait!!&amp;rdquo; She pleaded as she ran after him, naked and filled, leaving behind a trail of cum.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;line-height: normal&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;We got our clothes on and walked out. We stopped for ice cream on our way home. We stayed up half the night planning our final mission. Cassandra was next. We saved the best for last, so it had to be good. Out of everyone in the entire school who embarrassed me, Cassandra was the worst. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;line-height: normal&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hey, do you think it might have been a bad idea to cum inside all of these random women?&amp;rdquo; Melody asked with a troubled look on her face. As we laid in bed I wondered. Oh well I thought. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;line-height: normal&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;The Plan: Cassandra has a shower after every cheerleading practice. We would get her then. It will be easy for Melody to seduce her, only Cassandra won&amp;rsquo;t be expecting a real cock to enter her lesbian pussy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;line-height: normal&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;The next day we were both up early and arrived on time for school. We had to wait for lunch to make our move.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;line-height: normal&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Classes were slow. The school was buzzing with rumors about the disappearance of Ms. Williams and the coincidental absence of Jenkins. Most people thought Jenkins had killed her and was on the run, but me and Melody knew the truth. Jenkins and his 45 year old, big boobed, math teacher girlfriend had run away together.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I sat in my first period English class and starred out the window. Melody had just run off to the bathroom to take a piss. Whenever I was apart from her, I thought back to what my life was like before I met her, before I got the ultimate peeper&amp;rsquo;s power, before I had even had sex. Life was constant torment. All of the cheerleader&amp;rsquo;s big boobs spoke to me. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Fuck me. Fuck me.&amp;rdquo; They shouted. All around me was cheerleaders and horny high schooler&amp;rsquo;s who wanted to have sex with anyone but me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Melody suddenly ran in, covered in sweat, and panicked. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What happened to you!?&amp;rdquo; I asked.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Cassandra&amp;hellip; Cheerleader&amp;hellip; Practice&amp;hellip; Cancelled&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; She said trying to catch her breath.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What?&amp;rdquo; I asked blankly.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Melody stared blankly at me realizing my level of intelligence was much lower than hers. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;She finally caught her breath. &amp;ldquo;John! I heard that cheerleading practice was cancelled. We will have to wait until tomorrow.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Sniff. Sniff. &amp;ldquo;Melody&amp;hellip; Why do you smell like pussy?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;20 minutes earlier. Melody walked into the bathroom briskly. She had been holding her pee since first period bagan. She quickly ran into the bathroom and right to the first open stall. She threw down her pants and panties. She sighed as the flow of pee drained from her. As she wiped her crotch clean with some toilet paper, she noticed a faint moaning coming from the stall next to her. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Melody pulled her pants up, got up on the toilet and peered over the side. She became wet immediately upon seeing into the stall. Two freshmen girls of 15 were sitting next to each other on the toilet, their pants at their ankles. Their hands were at each other&amp;rsquo;s wet pussy&amp;rsquo;s, slowly massaging their tender clits. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m not so sure about this Jane, what if we&amp;rsquo;re doing it wrong.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Look! This is what all the girls do, Cassandra told us to practice or we wouldn&amp;rsquo;t make the team.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I could show you guys a thing or two.&amp;rdquo; Melody said, both girls looked up and froze. &amp;ldquo;I can show you eat pussy properly.&amp;rdquo; Both girls smiled. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Jane opened their stall door and Melody came around to the other side. She looked them up and down.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Ok, first things first; take off all your clothes.&amp;rdquo; The two girls nervously removed their clothes for Melody.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Now, you, sit down.&amp;rdquo; She pointed to Jane. &amp;ldquo;You, watch and learn.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Jane sat down as Melody stepped forward; kneeling and bringing her head close this young girl&amp;rsquo;s heat. Melody grabbed Jane&amp;rsquo;s legs and threw them over her shoulders. Melody pushed her head forward and into Jane&amp;rsquo;s vagina, running her tongue up and down the slit. She gently pulled on the sensitive clit and sucked her juices deeply. Jane let out a deep purr. Melody suddenly stopped and pulled her head away.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Now you try. What were your names again?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m Jane and that is Missy.&amp;rdquo; Said Jane, as she spread her legs confidently and in need of some relief. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hi.&amp;rdquo; Missy said shyly.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Missy bent down, shaking as she put her head forward towards her friend&amp;rsquo;s electric warmth. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Like this?&amp;rdquo; Missy asked as she stuck her tongue deep into Jane&amp;rsquo;s slit, running it up and down.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Jane started breathing heavy. Melody had taken her pants off and needed some relief too. She stepped over Missy and put her feet on the toilet. Her aching cunt, inches from Jane&amp;rsquo;s waiting tongue. Melody lowered herself down slowly and sighed deeply as her lips were spread. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Put your fingers in me you whore!&amp;rdquo; Melody shouted at Jane.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Jane suddenly rammed her whole fist up into Melody&amp;rsquo;s tight pussy, making her scream out of pain and excitement. Jane rammed in and out of this hot brunette above her.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Uh! Uh! Uh! Ahhhhhhh!&amp;rdquo; Melody screamed as she squirted all over the two girls below her.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;They were stunned and intrigued. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What the fuck was that!?&amp;rdquo; Jane asked.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;You just made me squirt, only a couple people have done that to me. Good job rookie.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Can you teach us?&amp;rdquo; asked Missy timidly.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I tell you what. Instead of becoming one of Cassandra&amp;rsquo;s Cheerleader bitches you become one of mine and I&amp;rsquo;ll teach you everything I know.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Jane and Missy grinned at each other lustfully.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Deal!&amp;rdquo; They both shouted happily. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Melody pulled her clothes on. &amp;ldquo;Well I&amp;rsquo;ve got to be going, I&amp;rsquo;m about to teach Cassandra a lesson in the showers.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What do you mean?&amp;rdquo; Asked Missy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Well me and my boyfriend are gonna fuck her good when she comes in from practice.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Cassandra doesn&amp;rsquo;t have practice today; a whole bunch of the girls got drunk last night and called in sick.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What!?&amp;rdquo; Melody suddenly ran from the bathrooms to tell John the bad news.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;***&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Sniff. Sniff. &amp;ldquo;Melody&amp;hellip; Why do you smell like pussy?&amp;rdquo; asked John.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Um&amp;hellip; That&amp;rsquo;s not important...&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Fuck, I can&amp;rsquo;t believe we&amp;rsquo;ll have to wait.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;John, there&amp;rsquo;s nothing we can do.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I guess you&amp;rsquo;re right, we&amp;rsquo;ll have to wait another day or two I guess.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Lunch came and they headed to the Cafeteria defeated. We sat together at a table and watched bitterly as Cassandra sat with the rest of her cheerleading squad, flaunting her giant breasts. We were disappointed to say the least. We were looking forward to giving it to her the most. Melody reached over and kissed me. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Wait&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; I said as I pushed her away.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What?!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I have an idea.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I suddenly jumped under the table and started removing my clothes. I didn&amp;rsquo;t even think someone would see me. My heart was racing; I knew what I had to do. I pulled my underwear off and was completely naked. My boner sprang up and I turned invisible. I dashed out from under the table. I ran towards my target. Cassandra, your time has come.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;John!? What are you doing!?&amp;rdquo; Screamed Melody in a panic. No one paid any attention to her.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I positioned myself behind Cassandra. I grabbed her firmly and threw her on her feet. Her massive tits bounced high. She screamed; she didn&amp;rsquo;t understand. Everyone was staring. I reached up her skirt and tour myself an opening. She felt my hand touch her special place and squealed. She tried to break free. I violently bent her over, her face bashing into the table sideways. I rammed my dick into her. I came instantly. She fainted. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;People started asking her what was wrong. Still hard I began to insert myself into her, back and forth. She started gyrating and moaning as she became aware again. She turned her now free head and saw me. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Someone help me!!&amp;rdquo; She screamed. &amp;ldquo;He&amp;rsquo;s raping me!!&amp;rdquo; Everyone laughed at her, calling her crazy. No one but her could see me. I pulled out and turned her around. I threw her onto the table. Lunches poured off the side. I pinned her down with my body. Hungry to ravish her, I reached up and tore her uniform again, revealing her massive breasts. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;No one understood what was happening, but they liked it. I squeezed her tits, the tits I had dreamed about since grade school. The tits only other cheerleaders had seen exposed. Every guy in the room and a hard on. I entered her again, she was soaking and filled with my cum. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I leaned down and whispered into her ear. &amp;ldquo;This is for Melody&amp;hellip; And all the times you rejected me.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;She stopped screaming. She couldn&amp;rsquo;t escape. She started to feel it now as I continued to pound her lesbian pussy. She only wanted more. I desperately held in my need to moan. I felt myself about to cum, she could feel it too.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;No! Don&amp;rsquo;t do it John!!! Don&amp;rsquo;t cum inside me Please!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I didn&amp;rsquo;t listen, I thrust in as deep as I could and let go. I had never come so hard. I more than filled her. Cum leaked around my still cumming cock. I pulled out as I went limp. I felt myself about to become visible. I looked out into the crowd and saw Melody, her hand down her pants. I remembered our time together and my boner sprang up harder than ever. Thanks Melody, I thought to myself.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Cassandra laid defeated and for the first time in her life, satisfied. I wasn&amp;rsquo;t done yet. I grabbed her limp body, and twisted her over. She rolled over, still limp and recovering onto her stomach. Her huge breasts pressed against the lunch table. I looked at my cum slickened cock, and nodded to myself. Only Melody could see me. By now everyone around had their cocks out and was wanking. The girls either dropped their pants or lifted their skirts, and were masturbating their soaking wet pussy&amp;rsquo;s. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I slowly slid my cum slickened cock into her tight ass until it was as far as it would go. She didn&amp;rsquo;t say a word as I began ramming her as hard as I could. She just moaned, more turned on than she had ever been in her entire life. She suddenly became alive and pushed herself back onto my cock as rammed her. She screamed in ecstasy. I couldn&amp;rsquo;t hold out long, I didn&amp;rsquo;t have an escape route. My heart was beating fast. I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned to find melody. She was completely naked. Cassandra became silent and motionless. Her eyes became wide. Everyone stopped and looked at her. I pulled out of Cassandra and into Melody. Cassandra began squirting intensely. Wave after wave burst out of her. Her sweat cum pooled around her body and on the floor. Everyone in the room came at that sight. Cum and pussy juice shot out and poured from every corner of the room as me and Melody made our escape, my dick still inside her. We reached the doors, I came and we left together, holding hands.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;ldquo;I love you.&amp;rdquo; She told me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I love you too.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;The school wide orgy didn&amp;rsquo;t stop there. The women rejuvenated the men with their tongues to cock. The fuck fest went on for hours until the school&amp;rsquo;s principal finally called the police to break them up. Never had so many cops had smiles so big on their faces as they broke up the party. Cassandra was blamed for the incident, but later released, due to her father&amp;rsquo;s position as judge in the town.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;***&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;It&amp;rsquo;s been a month since the incident. The newspapers had gone mad with the story. &amp;lsquo;Massive school orgy leaves sticky mess in wake. Janitors quit refusing to clean up the DNA left behind. Principle Johann Mary Richards career ruined. School to be turned around by the time the students returned from summer vacation.&amp;rsquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Can you believe this mom? The whole school&amp;rsquo;s staff will be replaced next year! And it&amp;rsquo;s all because of some massive orgy.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Son? Didn&amp;rsquo;t you cause said orgy.&amp;rdquo; She asked as she handed me another stack of homemade pancakes. I liked the way her tits jiggled when she cooked naked.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;All I did was bring the school a little closer together.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;ll say!&amp;rdquo; Melody said before chocking on some bacon.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;We all laughed. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Mom get down here!&amp;rdquo; I ordered smiling. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;She knelt down on her knees and began sucking on my dick.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;This is the last time son, your father comes home soon.&amp;rdquo; She said as she gargled on my dick. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Melody laughed and ate as she watched my mother work her magic. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Just then, the back door to the kitchen swung open. My father stood dumbfounded, staring at his wife giving her son head. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What the fuck do you think you are doing!!?&amp;rdquo; He shouted as he stormed in and threw his wife off of me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What&amp;rsquo;s the problem, we&amp;rsquo;re not even related!&amp;rdquo; I shouted back. Melody escorted my mom from the room. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;The problem, &amp;lsquo;son&amp;rsquo; Is that my wife is cheating on me with some little limp dick like you!!!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Take that back!&amp;rdquo; I shouted.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What you think you&amp;rsquo;re tough just because you&amp;rsquo;ve had a little action lately? Who the fuck do you think you are!? Get out! Get out and never come back!!!&amp;rdquo; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I walked out of the house with Melody at my side. My mother would soon leave a few days later. I stayed at Melody&amp;rsquo;s house. Her mom was out of town and her father died many years ago. School was finally coming to an end, one more day of school and we were done. We came up with a plan. Me, Melody and her mother&amp;rsquo;s pickup truck would leave this small American town for the open road. Fucking and laughing our way to freedom.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;The next day at school we arrived late, just in time for lunch. We would say goodbye to the people we shared our greatest experiences. Melody had facebooked everyone about our intensions. Cassandra, Jenny, Monica, and all the witnesses had really warmed up to us over the last month. Once they found out it was really me who was to thank for their special day, they couldn&amp;rsquo;t treat me like I didn&amp;rsquo;t exist anymore. They didn&amp;rsquo;t really understand how I did it, but I guess they didn&amp;rsquo;t really care either. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;We entered the cafeteria, hand in hand, smiling. Everyone who was talking and loudly munching on food suddenly stopped and starred at us. We continued to walk in to find a table. We sat down and looked around, my eyes met with each of my three new friends. Ms. Williams was there too, I guess things didn&amp;rsquo;t work our between her and Jenkins, but who cares.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Cassandra: mega bitch, lesbian gang rapist and bearer of my unborn child. Jenny and Monica: also bitches, queens of gossip, incestuous twin sisters and both bearers of my future children. Ms. Williams: Kind of also a bitch, seducer of teenagers and a bearer of my unborn child.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;My eyes came back to Melody. I starred deeply into them. She was a part of all my sexual experiences. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Melody: Punk rock chick, my true love and a bearer of my unborn child. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;No one knew of my children with them yet, but it wouldn&amp;rsquo;t matter, I was leaving after all. Just then Cassandra called out. &amp;ldquo;Yay!!!!! John Logan! You are a hero of this high school and we won&amp;rsquo;t forget you!&amp;rdquo; The crowd of teenagers burst into cheers. I kept my eyes locked with Melody&amp;rsquo;s as we both smiled. We got up from the table, grabbed each other&amp;rsquo;s hand and headed for the exit. People were yelling and screaming as we walked past. We both stopped, stunned, the crowd had become abruptly silent. I looked around and saw the crowd. No one was moving; they were all frozen. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;John Logan.&amp;rdquo; A voice echoed through quiet lunch room. A teenager with a shitty mustache, wearing sunglasses and a trench coat, suddenly appeared in front of us. Melody screamed. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Who the fuck are you!?&amp;rdquo; I asked intensely.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;My name is Theodore Logan, I am your brother.&amp;rdquo; I was stunned. &amp;ldquo;Your lives are in danger, come with me if you want to live.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;John Logan will return in: My Boner Stops Time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bonus Sex Scenes&lt;/strong&gt;: What would have happened to Melody if she had gone in the showers with Cassandra.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What the fuck do you want!?&amp;rdquo; I asked sternly. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I just wanted to remind your boyfriend which is the boys change room and which is the girls.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;We both sighed as we went into our separate sides. I looked over at John, he was worrying about me, what would happen if I went into this change room alone with Cassandra? &amp;lsquo;I could take her&amp;rsquo; I thought to myself. I felt my pussy twitch. I stayed strong and followed in after Cassandra. Suddenly four girls had surrounded me. They all pounced on me ripping my clothes to shreds as they stripped my body. The 20 girls who were changing, starred at me blankly. I had never felt more exposed, more vulnerable.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;They dragged me to the shower. My arms and legs were quickly bound with tight rope. I was spread out completely. My limbs were pointing out as far as they would go. My pussy ached as I saw Cassandra approach me. She was wearing the biggest strap-on I had ever seen. My eyes grew wide and my body shook uncontrollably with fear. My pussy pooled wetness on the floor beneath me. I was so exposed, so embarrassed, so scared as she lurked towards me, laughing wickedly. She knelt down and gently nibbled on my clit, making light growling sounds.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Whose whore are you really?&amp;rdquo; She asked with an evil grin. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What the fu&amp;hellip; uhhhh!&amp;rdquo; Cassandra began forcing the monster dildo into my slick and tight vagina.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I cried out in pain, I could feel myself being torn apart. &amp;ldquo;Nooooo!!!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;She stopped and pulled it out slightly before slowly pushing it forward. My lips expanded farther than I thought they could. It finally reached my wall. She pulled it out again and back in. After ten minutes of this, my pussy began to like it. The girls around me were watching intently as they masturbated. I let out a soft moan. Cassandra suddenly rammed it all the way in. I felt myself squirting. I shook uncontrollably. The pressure built up was unbearable as my juices desperately tried to escape around the strap-on. I fainted and when I came to I felt Cassandra lower herself on to me. Her warm and sweat nectar washed onto my face. I was calm now, my pussy burned violently but I didn&amp;rsquo;t care. I slowly parted her moist lips with my tongue. I felt her shiver deeply. Juices ran into my mouth as I inserted my tongue as far as I could. I loved her taste, I was becoming her whore and I liked it. I suddenly grabbed onto her clit with my lips and pulled as hard as I could. She squealed loudly and pulled herself from me. She squirted all over my face. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Girls, get her!&amp;rdquo; With that her four minions sprinted to me. Each one was at a different limb. Two of them opened their legs and began riding my feet. The other two forced my fists into their tight cunts. They moaned and shivered violently. It sent me over the edge and I came again. Cum flowed out of me. I didn&amp;rsquo;t know how much I had left in me. Cassandra watched intently. I felt dirty and abused, covered in pussy juice on the cold floor. I couldn&amp;rsquo;t take it anymore. I violently pulled against my ropes. My squirming body sent all four over the edge. They came violently all over me. Cassandra laughed as she ordered her minions up. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Well time for your final punishment.&amp;rdquo; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;All five of the girls surrounded me. They lowered themselves above my body. Cassandra stood over my torso and began letting out a stream of warm piss all over my B-cup tits. The other four followed her lead, covering me in pee. I felt so dirty. I began crying as I came again and shook. Cassandra laughed and finished. They untied me and sent me on my way.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I need John, I thought to myself as I opened the door and walked out. He was there waiting. I was slouched over with my hand covering on my worn out and stinging crotch. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;John, I don&amp;rsquo;t think I can help you with this one; Cassandra really tore up my pussy this time.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;The END&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; ]]></description>
	<pubDate>Thu, 17 May 2012 10:07:32 UTC</pubDate>
	<dc:creator>JeffreyFreemont</dc:creator>
	<category>Reluctance Stories</category>
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	<title>The Indoctrination of Lynne </title>
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	<description><![CDATA[ &lt;p&gt;The Indoctrination of Lynne &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Beginning &lt;/p&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hello, my name is Lynne and this is my story. I was 28 years old during the summer of 1995. I am 5â€™4â€ with a tanned and toned athletic body. My 36D breasts always seem draw the attention of adoring eyes. Once their eyes are turned, my firm tummy and tight ass accented by my shapely legs hold their gazes. I married to my wonderful husband, Charlie, who has satisfied most all of my needs. In fact I never thought I would ever stray away from our marriage. I was working for an Airline called Mark Air Express in Alaska. One day my supervisor, Gail, had approached me with a unique opportunity.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;br /&gt; â€œLynneâ€, she said, â€œhow would you like to make some serious extra money this summer? â€œ  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My interested was perked, who isnâ€™t interested in making money. â€œSo what is the catch to making some extra money Gail?â€ I replied. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;â€œWell, one of our out stations is shorthanded for the summer. We are looking for volunteers to work in King Salmon during the peak fishing season. There will be lots overtime for the two people that will be going out there. Since it is roughly a 3 month stay, we have arranged for living quarters. So your only real expense is going to be food.â€ Gail said in her long sales pitch. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;â€œWell of course I am interested, but I will need to discuss it with my husband tonight after workâ€ I said. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;â€œGive me an answer tomorrow,â€ said Gail, â€œwe need the crew out there in 2 days.â€ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I spent the evening working on my husband and pulled out all the stops to convince him why it is a good idea for me to be gone for 3 months of the summer to work and leave him home with the kids. A helping factor was that his family also lived in town and would be able to help out with the kids. And the extra money will go a long ways to helping us out down the road. So the next day I told Gail that I was in. I was given the rest of the day off along with a coworker named Monica. We had the day to get ourselves packed and ready to fly out in the next morning to King Salmon. I spent the afternoon with my kids between packing clothes and making a couple different trips to the store for things I thought I was going to need for my trip. I spent the evening with my husband. We went out for a dinner and a movie. We then returned home and had a wonderful evening of love making before falling asleep in each otherâ€™s arms for the remainder of the night. The next morning I was up before my alarm. I was excited about my new adventure at work. After showering and dressing for work I had Charlie drive me to the airport to drop me off. I gave Charlie a long and hard kiss good bye. A kiss it remember me by, I recall saying. I will call when I am settled in and let you know when you can come out for a visit. I checked in with Gail in our back room behind the ticket counter and was given some last minute instructions. â€œBob is the station manager in King Salmonâ€ Gail was saying, â€œHe will meet you at the ticket counter once your plane arrives. Monica ended up flying over last night since she did not have any family to tend with and she will help get you up to speed on the operations out there.â€ Have fun and good luck Gail said as it was time for me to head down to the A concourse and get ready to board the  Beechcraft 1900 aircraft for my flight to King Salmon. Our planes to King Salmon hold 19 passengers plus 2 flight crew. On this morningâ€™s flight there was about 10 people total flying out. After everyone was boarded and weight and balances were completed with the passengers and the baggage we were taxing down the run way for our take off. We had about an hour flight until we reached our destination. After an uneventful flight we landed in an overcast King Salmon airport and taxied up to the terminal. We were met at the plane by one of the rampers and Monica. She was greeting everyone as they exited the plane and pointed out the door we needed to enter the terminal and where to retrieve our baggage. Monica gave me a quick hug and said she will meet me inside and to be ready to go right to work. Monica then climbed the steps to the aircraft and started to talk with the pilots. She came into the terminal about 5 minutes later and waved me over to the ticket counter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; â€œYour bags will be out in a few minutes, once you collect them you can put them in that office over thereâ€ she said pointing to a small room behind the counter. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;â€œAfter you have your bags put away, you will start working right away.â€ â€œFor the most part it is going to be just you and me working the counters and the flightsâ€ Monica said. â€œBob will be in and out to give us some relief and there is another part time employee that works basically the weekends.â€ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;â€œI hope you are ready for long hours and minimal days off, because we are going to be working our butts offâ€&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I had no idea how true her words would be. I met Bob later in the morning as he made his rounds through the station. And I spent most of my first day getting familiar everything we had to do with our station. We ticketed passengers, checked passengers in, arranged for freight to be sent out to some of the smaller villages, boarded the planes, did the safe instructions for the pre flights, we helped the rampers load the plane, we did weight and balances, we balanced our tills at the end of the day and set everything up for the next day. I think all things considered we were doing 5 or more different peoples jobs. And the hours were long like they said. We were lucky if we worked a 12 hour shift, on average we were working 14 â€“ 15 hour days. At the end of the first day I was exhausted and Monica and I made our way out to a company pickup truck. Monica and I drove us by a little grocery store so we could pick up some food for the next couple days to hold us over. After the store we drove about 5 miles to a small village called Naknek. We came to a stop on some off of the way dirt road in front of a trailer home. After unloading our groceries and my baggage, it was now about 9pm and I was tired, hungry, and felt in need of a shower after the long day of work. Monica showed me around the trailer, we walked into the living room / kitchen and dining area. Down the hall were two bedrooms at the end of the hall side by side with a small bathroom and shower between the bedrooms and the living room. One could complain about the cramped living space but it was free so I figured I would make do. Plus for as much time I would be working this trailer was basically a place to sleep at night. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Monica told me my room was at the very end of the hall. So her room was between mine and the restroom and the living room. She told me to settle in, unpack, and freshen up and she would get dinner started. I unpacked my bags and set out some comfy clothes to change into after a quick shower. I noticed the door did not want to stay closed as the door latch did not line up with the frame. But I manage to get it to stay closed enough for my comfort and started my shower. The water pressure was terrible and it was a juggling act to get a consistent water temperature that was not too scalding hot or too cold. I had a feeling a couple times I was being watched in the shower but dismissed it to being in an unfamiliar place. As I wrapped myself into a towel and stepped out of the shower I noticed the door was a lot more open than when I climbed into the shower. Again I did not but a lot of concern into this fact since it was an old trailer and it was just us two girls. The thought never crossed my mind that Monica would spy on me in the shower. After dressing in some cotton PJ bottoms and a t-shirt, I came out to the dining area to have dinner with Monica. We had some small talk about the day of work and what we really got ourselves into. It started to get late even though if you looked outside with Alaskaâ€™s midnight sun in the summer it never really got dark. Monica excused herself to go get ready for bed and I went to call Charlie to let me know I was settled in and calling it a night. While talking to Charlie, I could hear Monica starting a shower. I talked for 10 minutes of so on the phone with Charlie when I caught some movement out of the corner of my eye. I looked down the hallway in time to see Monicaâ€™s bare ass walking to her room with a towel wrapped around her head. I thought to myself she is really daring to walk from the bathroom like that and she must be extremely comfortable with her surroundings. I said good night to Charlie and went down the hall to my room. As I passed Monicaâ€™s room, her door was wide open and she was still naked with her back to me and it appeared she was applying some lotion to her arms and shoulders. I quickly turned my head away and hurried into my room and closed my door. The walls were paper line because I could hear Monica saying Good night Lynne. See you in the morning as if she was standing in the room with me. As tired as I was I climbed into bed and fell right to sleep. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Over the next 3 days, t was a lot of the same, early to rise, long hours at work, and crashing back at our home away from home. I was getting to know several of the workers at the airport. The pilots from Anchorage, the pilots for our bush runs, the shuttle drivers for the fishermen, and our rampers. And I was getting to know Monica better. She was an attractive woman. She was 26 with dark black should length hair. She had a slender frame of a body. But she looked healthy compare to some of those super model women with the skin and bone look. She had brown eyes with skin that was a golden tan. You could tell she took good care of herself. And as I was finding out, Monica was not at all embarrassed about showing off her body at the trailer. She seemed to enjoy being in as little clothing as possible once she was at the trailer. I was embarrassed at first because we were just not that close of friends but it started to grow on me as I became accustom to her quirks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; On the fourth day of being in King Salmon is when things took a major turn in my summer. It was a Friday and it was just before the start of a commercial and sports fishing salmon opening. Things were crazy hectic. I never thought the day would ever end. It was endless lines of fishermen and all their gear. I was sore and tired and in a serious need for a drink. Monica and I finished up for the day and drove ourselves back to our place to unwind and de-stress. We stopped at the grocery and pick up some beer to drink with dinner. We got to the trailer and I immediately sank into a lounge chair in the living room. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;â€œI canâ€™t believe the day we had. That was insanely crazyâ€ I said. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;â€œI know,â€ replied Monica, â€œthat was the most work I have done in one day in I donâ€™t remember.â€ â€œBeer?â€ called Monica. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;â€œYes, please!â€ I called back while I rubbed my shoulders with my hands. I heard the pop of the beer bottle lids and anticipate the refreshing cold drink hitting my lips. What I did not see was Monica adding a power substance to my beer. She watched it dissolve quickly into the beer before walking out to me and she handed me the beer. I took a long drink of the beer. Ahhhhhhh , that hits the spot I said. I returned a hand to my shoulder trying to get my muscles to relax.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Still behind me Monica said â€œAllow me to get that for you.â€ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next thing I know I feel Monicaâ€™s hands on my shoulders, moving my hand out of the way she starts to message her fingers into my tight muscles. I take a long drink of my beer. I start to feel a warm sensation starting to spread through my body. I take another sip of my beer and I think to myself that this beer is really getting to me. But that thought is lost at the feeling of Monicaâ€™s hands erasing the tension in my neck and shoulders. A moan escapes my lips as I sick back into the lounge chair. My eyes closed and enjoying the shoulder message. I feel like my head is in the clouds and my body is feeling more comfortable as another soft moan escapes from my lips.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; â€œAre you enjoying the message?â€ Monica asks. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;â€œMMMM hmmmmm ,â€ was all I seemed to be able to reply.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; â€œHere letâ€™s slip you out of your shirt so I can message in some lotion to your neck and shoulders.â€ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And somehow my work shirt was unbuttoned and slid off my shoulders and off my arms. I could feel my bra straps sliding off my shoulders and hanging along the side of my arms. Then a warm silky sensation touched my skin at the base of my neck and was spread out over my shoulders. I could smell the scent of warm vanilla as my shoulders tension melted away further. I could feel Monicaâ€™s delicate but firm hands caressing my neck, down into my shoulder blades, through my clavicle. Her hands slid over my shoulders and down my arms. My bra straps were pushed further down to my elbows. Her hands traveled back up to my shoulders and then slid down the front of my chest. I wanted to protest, she needed to stop before she went too far, but all that came from my mouth was another soft moan. Delicately I could feel Monicaâ€™s finger tips slipping under the fabric of my bra cups. Little pulses of electricity pulsed through my body as she explored more and more of my breasts. I could feel Monicaâ€™s body leaning into my back as she reaches further into my bra. With perfect timing I felt her kiss on the nape of my neck just as her fingers found my nipples and gentle pinched them sending a sudden wave a shock, pleasure and lust through my body. I felt it from my head down to my toes and back up again stopping in my clit sending me into a sexual buzz. I was powerless to stop her advances. Monica continued to kiss my neck and earlobes as her hands expertly played with my breasts and nipples. I could feel the heat building up between my legs. My head was buzzing and I was in a tormented fog. I was in a high state of arousal but I should not be reacting this way with another woman. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;â€œKiss me!â€ Monica whispers seductively into my ear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I found myself turning my head to meet her soft lips with mine. She pressed herself into me with the kiss, her tongue parting my lips and exploring my willing mouth. Our tongues danced and twirled to an unheard playful melody. Her fingers and hands continued to squeeze and kneed and tease my breast and very sensitive nipples. She broke from our kiss and with a have gasp of air and a moan of pleasure, my head followed Monica as she walked around to the front of the chair and stood before me. My vision was slight blurred and the buzzing in my head continued to intensify with each passing second. Monicaâ€™s voice came through the buzz and was like a direct link into my will power.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; â€œTouch yourself for me Lynneâ€ Monica said, â€œShow me how you please yourselfâ€ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My hands came up to my breast and my fingers began to feel my soft flesh. I was no longer in control of my actions. I was like having an out of body experience. I was watching myself caressing my body in front of a coworker who had just been kissing and feeling me up. What was happening to me? That was as far as that thought got in my head. The thought was quickly replaced with the strong urge to continue pleasing myself. My hands were massaging my breasts. My thumb and forefingers were rolling my nipples between them. I was pinching and pulling them. Moans escaped from my mouth. My breathing was becoming more ragged as I felt the pleasure coursing through my body. My hands traced down my chest onto my stomach. My fingers found the waist band of my work skirt. I worked at finding the zipper to pull it down to give my hand a little more room to maneuver under the constricting fabric. I was vaguely aware of Monicaâ€™s presence watching me. I did not care at this point, all I wanted to was to satisfy this over whelming urge to please myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; *Flash*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; My hand slid under my skirt, I could feel the heat radiating out from my pussy. I ran my hand over the top of my panties and I could feel how wet they already were. My fingers traced through the damp spot, the lips of my pussy parted under the pressure of my fingertips. My finger rolled over my clit. Another moan escaped my lips.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; *Flash*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; My hand continued to rub up and down the length of my slit. My panties were getting wetter and wetter with each stroke. I needed some more space to work my hand on myself, so I lifted my hips and slid my skirt and panties down my thighs and off my legs. Resting back into the chair I opened my legs as wide as I could and returned both hands between my legs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Flash*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Using my left hand I parted my wet lips open exposing wet pussy for my right hand. I played with my sensitive clit with my right index finger. My finger was getting wet with my juices as I worked it up and down my slit, taking time to tease my clit. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Flash*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; â€œTaste yourself â€œ, I heard Monica say. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then my finger was in my mouth. My tongue was savoring the sweet taste of my pussy. â€œMmmmmmmmmmmâ€, was all that I could manage, before returning my hand to my pussy. Now I had two fingers massaging my clit. My hips started to rock with my fingers gyrations on my clit. My breathing started to quicken and shorten. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Flash* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Again I tasted my fingers with my mouth. I sucked all my juices from my fingers enjoying the lingering taste I returned my fingers back to my pussy. I wanted to work on my release. This time my two fingers delved into my velvety wetness. Pushing my fingers as deep as I could inside me, I started to work them in and out. I used my other hand to tease and tweak my nipples to continue the sparks flowing through my body. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Flash*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; My fingers plunged repeatedly into my quivering box. I could feel my muscles clamping down on my fingers. I could feel the sensation of a building climax. I was breathing rapidly now and my hips were bucking in the chair as I continued the rapid finger assault on myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; *FLASH* *FLASH**FLASH*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; So close, I am so close. My moans were much louder in-between my gasps of breath. My hand was now a rapid blur. I was on the edge, my climax was building to a rapid release. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*FLASH*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  And then it hit me. My orgasm exploded from my pussy and pulsed out through the rest of my body.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; *FLASH*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  My body was convulsing in the chair as the climax reached my mouth. I donâ€™t think I have ever been that loud before.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; *FLASH*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;With my fingers buried deep inside me, I could feel my spasming muscles as the climax pulsated through me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  *FLASH*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Gasping for air I collapsed deep into the chair. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Flash*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I withdrew my fingers and tasted my sweet nectar on my tongue.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Flash*  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was enjoying the flavor of my juices. I heard Monica speaking but not to me. â€œOh yes she is going to do just fine. â€œ â€œI think we are going to have a real winner with her.â€ Then there was silence for a moment and Monica once again appeared before me. She was smiling and looking over my naked body. And she said with a wicked smile â€œLynne, you did a good job of pleasing yourself for me, but now it is time to please meâ€ and after that there was another &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*FLASH* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;End of Part 1  &lt;/p&gt; ]]></description>
	<pubDate>Wed, 22 Feb 2012 08:39:59 UTC</pubDate>
	<dc:creator>Akbmx</dc:creator>
	<category>Reluctance Stories</category>
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	<title>The Indoctrination of Lynne Chapter 2</title>
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	<description><![CDATA[ &lt;pre&gt;  &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;The Indoctrination of Lynne&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Chapter 2&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Hello, my name is Lynne and this is my story.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I was 28 years old during the summer of 1995. I am 5&amp;rsquo;4&amp;rdquo; with a tanned and toned athletic body.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;My 36D breasts always seem draw the attention of adoring eyes. Once I had their eyes are turned, my firm tummy and tight ass accented by my shapely legs would hold their gazes.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I am married to my wonderful husband, Charlie, who has satisfied most all of my needs. In fact I never thought I would ever stray away from our marriage. I was working for an airline called Mark Air Express at an outstation in King Salmon, Alaska. It was going to be a 3 month work stint at the King Salmon station for myself and a coworker named Monica. We both came from the Anchorage station and were just finishing up our first week of work when I was given something by Monica and was coerced into masturbating myself to an orgasm in front of her. My story continues from where chapter 1 ended.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I heard Monica speaking but not to me. &amp;ldquo;Oh yes she is going to do just fine. &amp;ldquo; &amp;ldquo;I think we are going to have a real winner with her.&amp;rdquo;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Then there was silence for a moment and Monica once again appeared before me.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She was smiling and looking over my naked body. And she said with a wicked smile &amp;ldquo;Lynne, you did a good job of pleasing yourself for me, but now it is time to please me&amp;rdquo; and after that there was another&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;*FLASH*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I wanted to protest but could not find the words, I was totally aware of my surroundings and I wanted to cover myself up but I did not have the control. The foggy sensations in my head were clouding my sense of modesty and impaired free will. I was in the living room of my trailer home away home, sitting in a chair fully naked and glowing from a very recent self-induced climax. My breathing was becoming more controlled as the feeling of my orgasms&amp;rsquo; subsided. My nipples were still erect from the groping and teasing from both Monica and myself. I could feel the wetness from my arousal on my inner thighs and fingers. I could smell the scent of my sex in the air. I looked up to Monica and our eyes locked into a gaze. Monica's voice cut through the fog in my head and opened a direct conduit to my free will. She said &amp;quot;stand up Lynne, and follow me to my room.&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Monica was in control of my body and I responded to her command. I pushed myself up out the chair and followed Monica down the narrow hallway to her room. She stopped just outside the door to her room and told me to have a sit on her bed. Monica followed me into her room and closed the door behind her.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I woke up to the annoying buzzing of my alarm. My brain was fuzzy. It took me a moment or two to realize where I was. You always have a brief moment of panic when you wake up in a strange place. It finally dawned on me that I was in double wide located in King Salmon. Which meant my alarm was reminding me it was time to get up for work. I threw my covers off me and had another sudden realization that I was naked. I pulled my covers back over me and could not remember going to bed last night and definitely don&amp;rsquo;t remember taking my clothes off. In fact I don&amp;rsquo;t remember much for last night. Another wave of panic washed over me. What happened last night?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;There was a knock at my door and Monica popped her head inside my room. &amp;quot;Rise and shine sleepy head. I thought I heard your alarm going off.&amp;quot; She said. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;How are you feeling this morning?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;quot;Well,&amp;quot; I replied. &amp;quot;I don't remember much of anything last night. I don&amp;rsquo;t know how I got to bed or why I have no clothes on. What happened to me last night?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;quot;Girl, that is what you get for mixing a muscle relaxant and alcohol.&amp;quot; Monica responded. &amp;quot;I had a heck of time getting you to your room, And Since it was so hot last night and I find it much cooler sleeping in the nude and assumed you would have been more comfortable doing the same. Though as passed out as you were last night I am not sure you would have noticed the heat.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I was still was uncertain about the events of the evening and mostly because I could not remember any that happened to me. It felt like someone had closed a curtain to my memories of those events. I didn't have any mental alarms going off and being naked under my sheets was nothing new for me. I did recall having a long day and was really stiff and it did made since that I had a muscle relaxant and chased it with alcohol. I just did not think it would have had such an effect on me. &amp;quot;Well I need a hot shower to get the blood circulating.&amp;quot; I said to Monica. &amp;quot;Give me a few and I will be ready to go.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Monica left me to get up and get going on my day. As I sat up the bed I saw a pile of my clothes at the foot of the bed. Grabbing a bath towel from my dresser I wrapped it around me and went into the hallway to head for the bathroom and the shower. I turn the water on and stepped into the weak drizzle of the shower spray. At least I had hot water. I felt the fatigue starting wash away and I began to feel more coherent.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I soaped up a wash cloth and worked the rich lather into my skin. I have a routine when I am in the shower; I start with my left arm and work up to my shoulder working around my neck to my right shoulder. Then I lather up my right arm. Next I work my way down from my neck to my chest. I slide the cloth in-between my breasts before I cup my right breast and begin to work the lather in a circular motion around my breast. I feel the rich lather glide over my skin and then the rough fabric of the wash cloth brush over my nipple. I feel a slight electric buzz flows through my body. The electric buzz flowing through my body amplifies when my left nipple was teased by the wash cloth. Focus I tell myself as I move the wash cloth down to my belly and move down my right leg and working around my quad to my knee and then my calf before finishing with my foot. I repeat the process with my left leg before moving back up to my lower back and then my gluts. I move the wash cloth back around to my front and slide my hand down in-between my legs and back up through my groin. The wash cloth with the help of my fingers parted through the folds of my pussy and brush over my clit.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;The electric tingling spikes a hundred fold and my knees weaken and I had to steady myself with my other hand against the wall of the shower. It would figure I am thousand miles away from my husband and I am very horny. Usually it takes a little more effort to warm me up to get this aroused and I think to myself I must have had some intense dreams in my drugged slumber last night. I step into the drizzle and let the soap rinse from my body and I let my hands drop back down to my pussy. I lean my back into the wall of the shower and spread my legs open to give my fingers better access to my wanting pussy. One hand opened the folds exposing my clit to the fingers of my other hand. I didn&amp;rsquo;t have a lot of time and so two fingers quickly applied pressure to my clit and I started with quick circular motions. I rubbed up and down feeling the tingles of pleasure rippling through my body. My hips instinctively started to thrust to meet the rhythm on my fingers. God I need to cum!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;My two fingers started to slide down my slit and started to easily slip inside my wet pussy, the palm of my hand continued to apply pressure and friction to my throbbing clit. My other hand came up to my breasts and I played with my breasts. I alternated between my breasts, I squeezed and fondled myself, I rolled my nipples between my fingers. I added more stimulation by pulling on my hard nipples and giving them a hard pinch. My breathing began to quicken and moans escaped my lips. I had two fingers knuckle deep in cunt and I was working my hand like a piston, between the water of the shower and the wetness in my pussy my fingers had no resistance in penetrating deep inside me. I added a 3 finger into my pussy; I bent my knees and slide my back down the wall further to help myself with my thrusting. I felt my climax building. I was getting so close. I was biting my lip to keep myself from being too vocal though low moans and whimpers escaped my mouth. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;*KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I froze in panic. I had gotten myself so involved with getting myself off that I forgot I wasn&amp;rsquo;t alone. &amp;quot;Hurry up in there,&amp;quot; Monica said, &amp;quot;We don't want to be late for work.&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;quot;Won&amp;rsquo;t be much longer,&amp;quot; I replied, &amp;quot;Just finishing up.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;quot;That is good and don't mind me. I am just coming in to brush my teeth.&amp;quot; was Monica's reply. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I could hear the door opening and some noise of stuff moving around on the counter and then the faucet turning on. Well this sucks. I was so close to my climax; I have three fingers buried deep in my pussy and one of my coworkers just on the other side of the shower curtain. I quickly became self-conscious and lost the &amp;quot;moment&amp;quot; of the mood. I straightened myself up and pulled my fingers from my now frustrated pussy. I quickly rinsed myself off of any remaining soap and turned the water off. I grabbed my towel off the rack and started to dry myself off in the shower stall before wrapping the towel around myself and opened up the shower curtain to step out. Monica was at the sink brushing her teeth dressed for work. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;quot;Sorry,&amp;quot; I said, &amp;quot;I didn't realize how long I was in the shower. I must have lost track of time.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Monica gave a muffled reply, &amp;quot;No worries, it happens to all of us.&amp;quot; She stepped back to let my pass by to get out to my room. I side stepped to get by Monica with my back to her. As I slid between the counter and Monica, I didn&amp;rsquo;t see her free hand grab a piece of my towel. It wasn&amp;rsquo;t a tight squeeze between Monica and the counter but there was a slight body contact. As I continued by Monica my towel pulled free and fell to the floor. My face flushed red with embarrassment and an &amp;quot;Oh shit!&amp;quot; escaped out of my mouth. I quickly turned and bent down to pick up the towel while trying to cover myself and maintain some dignity. I pulled the towel up and back out of the bathroom. Monica giggled as she watched me make a hasty retreat out of the bathroom. As I got to my room I heard Monica call out, &amp;quot;Hurry up clumsy!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I finished drying off and proceeded to get myself dressed for work. I put on my bra and panties, followed by my Mark Air polo and a pair of khaki shorts. Last was a pair of ankle socks and my tennis shoes. I wrapped my hair in a towel and went out to see what I could scrounge up for some breakfast. I found Monica in the kitchen packing up two lunch bags. I grabbed a banana to eat and Monica said there was Orange juice in the fridge and to help myself. I downed the banana and a glass of juice before I went back to the bathroom to fix my hair and brush my teeth before we left for work. A few minutes later I was ready to go and was following Monica out the door to go to work. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;quot;Oh shoot,&amp;quot; Monica exclaimed, &amp;quot;I forgot to grab the camera film off of the table. Could you grab the 3 rolls for me? I want to send them into Anchorage for developing on this morning&amp;rsquo;s first flight.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;quot;Sure,&amp;quot; I said, &amp;quot;I will be right out to the truck&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I walked over to the table as I heard Monica starting up the truck. As i picked up the 35mm film off of the table I had a quick image of a foggy flash and a tingle rippled through my body. I must still be feeling the effects of my aborted climax in the shower and the apparent sex dreams I had and I quickly left the trailer and joined Monica in the truck. And we were off to work. I asked Monica what was on the film and she said it was just a bunch outdoor photos of the surrounding areas and some artsy stuff she was experimenting with. She said when she gets the film back that if the pictures turned out like she hoped that she would show them to me. As the truck bounced along down the dirt road I started to feel the return of the electric buzz in my loins. Damn it is going to be a long day of sexual frustration I told myself, what a shame I wasn&amp;rsquo;t able to finish myself off this morning. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;We pulled into the airport and got right to work. It was going to be another busy day in King Salmon. Little did I know how much more busy I was going to be in the coming days that really didn&amp;rsquo;t have anything to do with my work for Mark Air. All those details will be forth coming in the next several chapters of my story.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Stay Tuned&lt;/p&gt;   ]]></description>
	<pubDate>Wed, 22 Feb 2012 07:46:24 UTC</pubDate>
	<dc:creator>Akbmx</dc:creator>
	<category>Reluctance Stories</category>
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	<title>Happy Birthday</title>
	<link>http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/reluctance-stories/happy-birthday/</link>
	<description><![CDATA[ It's your birthday, and this year   we want to be alone and be able to be as loud as we want so we rent a motel room and go inside, a one bedroom and bath room we were  &lt;br /&gt;both all over each other, unfortunately you'd just run out of the pill the month  &lt;br /&gt;before and I still had to run out to grab condoms which could take me up to an  &lt;br /&gt;hour walk there and back, I leave in a hurry hoping to get back with u still up  &lt;br /&gt;and waiting, u hear me leave out the door and decide to read some fan fiction  &lt;br /&gt;while waiting, after several minutes of reading an intense story you heard the  &lt;br /&gt;floor creak in the other room, thinking it was me forgetting something u ignored  &lt;br /&gt;it, at first till you heard a crash &quot;James?&quot; you walk out into the other room to  &lt;br /&gt;find the door open a crack, you notice a flash of movement behind you in the  &lt;br /&gt;mirror and before you can make a sound u feel a cloth covering your mouth and  &lt;br /&gt;blackness enveloping u... you wake up and try and move your arms, both tied and  &lt;br /&gt;legs done the same way all to bedposts, you pull hard they move a bit but theres  &lt;br /&gt;no way you could break the rope and the knot looked tough, &quot;looks like the sluts  &lt;br /&gt;up&quot; a man in a ski mask walks inside wearing nothing else, you see him look you  &lt;br /&gt;up and down realizing your underwear's the only thing your &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;still wearing, &quot;fuck I'm going to enjoy you, and we've still got lots of time  &lt;br /&gt;till your bf gets back he'll run out of gas halfway thanks to me,&quot; you can see  &lt;br /&gt;the man quickly getting aroused watching you, he walks over to the bed grabbing  &lt;br /&gt;your ass and digging his face deep into your thong,&quot; mmm smells like the bitch is  &lt;br /&gt;wet already,dam you want this&quot; you squirm and want to tell him it wasn't him it  &lt;br /&gt;was her bf and the fan fiction but she knew it was pointless, he took a knife out  &lt;br /&gt;and you draw a deep breath he cuts your thong in one clean cut next your bra &quot;  &lt;br /&gt;you ready for me huh slut&quot; &quot;oh god please no please don't&quot; you start to cry at  &lt;br /&gt;the same time feeling ashamed at how turned on you feel, your body betraying your  &lt;br /&gt;love, &quot;alright now kiss it bitch&quot; his dick sticks out in front of you and u turn  &lt;br /&gt;your face away closing your mouth. &quot;alright hard way&quot; he slaps you hard' you keep  &lt;br /&gt;your mouth shut &quot; fine my way&quot; he grabs your hair and pulls making you cry out  &lt;br /&gt;in pain quickly he shoves into your mouth &quot; bite and I kill u and ur bf&quot; &lt;br /&gt; he puts  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;his hand on the back of your head pushing you down his dick shoving down the  &lt;br /&gt;back of your throat you gag but he holds you down youfeel your control going and  &lt;br /&gt;you puke up on his dick, he holds u down another second and let's it out partly  &lt;br /&gt;&quot;ya bitch make it nice and sloppy&quot; he grabs your head and fucks your mouth  &lt;br /&gt;harder and harder making you gag until finally you controlled your breathing, he  &lt;br /&gt;pulls out, &quot;alright that was good now main course&quot; he unties you and sticks  &lt;br /&gt;himself at your entrance &quot; nooooo plz dontt I've only given myself to him please &lt;br /&gt;don't I'll blow u please &quot; &quot;hah you did that already besides you look like a really  &lt;br /&gt;tight fuck u little cock whore&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; with that he grabbed your face and pulled you to  &lt;br /&gt;his lips shoving his tongue down your throat, as he plunges all of his length  &lt;br /&gt;deep inside you till he reaches your limits, stretching you till it hurts. he  &lt;br /&gt;grabs your ass and starts to fuck u hard then he pulls you around and pushes you  &lt;br /&gt;over the bathroom sink, bending you over he smacks your ass repeatedly making  &lt;br /&gt;tears fill your eyes as your ass is left with hand prints you feel him grope your  &lt;br /&gt;soaking pussy and shove into you fucking you hard instantly, you can feel the  &lt;br /&gt;sting of your ass slapping against him as you feel yourself shaking your ass  &lt;br /&gt;trying to get yourself off again, you feel your orgasm building up as you feel  &lt;br /&gt;him fucking you harder and harder and you watch yourself tears dried on your  &lt;br /&gt;cheeks, dried cum on your face, and makeup smeared you watch yourself get fucked  &lt;br /&gt;from behind and you pass out as you explode in a world consuming orgasm &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; it felt like none before and lasted forever, finally u wake up to him fucking u just  &lt;br /&gt;as hard and u remember your not on the pil, &quot; noooo don't cum inside me cum on my  &lt;br /&gt;face please il suck you off&quot; hmm better yet come in here he pushes you back onto  &lt;br /&gt;the bed and flips you over re strapping all the ropes you feel him come up behind  &lt;br /&gt;you and his hot breathe on your neck you want me to fuck your ass you slut&quot; &quot; oh  &lt;br /&gt;god anywhere but there I've never done that please don't&quot;  &quot;like there's a choice&quot;  &lt;br /&gt;you start struggling against the ropes as you feel his finger squirming rubbing  &lt;br /&gt;lube around your ass, oh god no u thought, you feel him press the head against it  &lt;br /&gt;and push &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot; ahhhhhhhh stopppppp it's to bigggg&quot; you feel the head pop in &quot;  &lt;br /&gt;ahhhhstop stop &quot; he laughs and youfeel him push in halfway &quot; plz stop it hurts&quot;   &lt;br /&gt;before you know it he pushes all the way in &quot; your splitting me apart ahhh&quot; you  &lt;br /&gt;feeling him push 3 fingers in your stretched pussy then he slowly starts finger  &lt;br /&gt;fucking you, the pain in ur ass is forgotten  for a moment as the pleasure of  &lt;br /&gt;being full fills u, slowly u start to feel good all over, then he starts to pull  &lt;br /&gt;out then bak in &quot;ahhhh&quot; he speeds up fucking like it was your pussy all over again  &lt;br /&gt;&quot; ahhhhhhhh&quot; sobs and tears escape you as you slowly feel the pain taking a back  &lt;br /&gt;seat to pleasure, you start pushing hard back against him harder &quot; ya bitch u  &lt;br /&gt;like that&quot; &quot; fuck my asss harderr&quot; &quot; god u are slut&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; as you feel yourself build up  &lt;br /&gt;with his fingers and cock pound into u, u feel your ass spasm on his dick and u  &lt;br /&gt;pass out again feeling only pleasure now u come around to hIm pulling out cutting  &lt;br /&gt;the rope and pushing u on your knees&quot; taste your ass bitch&quot; he shoves his cock in ur  &lt;br /&gt;mouth and fucks it for 30seconds before you feel a strong gush of cum down your  &lt;br /&gt;throat gagging u, he pulls out shooting like a firehouse all over your chest and  &lt;br /&gt;face getting it in your hair and on your lips even in your eyes, u start to cry  &lt;br /&gt;thinking what have u done &quot;happy birthday baby&quot; oh my god you almost want to strangle  &lt;br /&gt;him and thank for hours for the best sex of your life  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Leave all your feedback first posted story, if you wanna contact me with pics or talking do  ]]></description>
	<pubDate>Tue, 29 Jun 2010 02:54:32 UTC</pubDate>
	<dc:creator>jammin420</dc:creator>
	<category>Reluctance Stories</category>
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	<title>Little Red-Cap</title>
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	<description><![CDATA[ Once upon a time there was a gorgeous eighteen-year-old girl, loved by everyone. By the women and girls because she was so kind and polite to everyone and never lost her temper, by the men because she was absolutely beautiful, with shoulder length dark brown hair, amazing green eyes, a fantastic petite body and large tits, and by the boys because of the above plus the fact that she was very friendly to the point of being fairly easy. But most of all she was loved by her Grandmother, who had a much better idea of what made her happy than her parents, and was the one person the girl could really trust. Once she gave her a little cap of red velvet, which suited her so well that she always wore it. So she was called 'Little Red-Cap'. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;One day her mother said to her &quot;Come, Little Red-Cap, here is a piece of cake and a bottle of wine. Take them to your Grandmother, she is ill and weak, and they will do her good. Set out before it gets hot, and when you are going, walk nicely and quietly and do not run off the path, or you may fall and break the bottle, and then your grandmother will get nothing.&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;I will take great care,&quot; said Little Red-Cap to her mother, and went up to her room to change. She liked to wear red as it complemented her green eyes, so she put on a new short red tartan plaid skirt which she wanted to show her Grandmother and as it was summer a short sleeved white blouse, unbuttoned down as far as her cleavage. Putting the cake and wine in her satchel (red, of course), she added her new high heeled red sandals, slipped into her trainers, and last but by no means least, plaited her hair into two thick braids on either side of her head going down to her shoulders, and put on her red cap. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The Grandmother lived out in the wood, four miles from the village, and just as Little Red-Cap entered the wood, a big, swarthy man, with long, dirty fingernails, dark sideburns that accentuated his unusually large ears that ended in points partly from nature and partly as a result of previous fights, a long nose made crooked from being broken a number of times, and arm hair that stuck out from the sleeves of the ragged shirt he wore met her. He was vicious criminal, just escaped from prison, known to his brethren and authorities alike as â€œthe Wolfâ€ as much for his appearance as his violence. Red-Cap did not know what a wicked creature he was, and was not at all afraid of him. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Good-day, Little Red-Cap,&quot; said he. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Thank you kindly, sir. As you know my name, why not tell me yours?&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;I am known hereabouts as the Wolf. Whither away so early, Little Red-Cap?&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;To my grandmother's, Mr. Wolf sir.&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;What have you got in your satchel?&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Cake and wine. Yesterday was baking-day, so poor sick Grandmother is to have something good, to make her stronger.&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Where does your Grandmother live, Little Red-Cap?&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;A good two miles farther on in the wood. Her house stands under the three large oak-trees, the nut-trees are just below. You surely must know it,&quot; replied Little Red-Cap. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The Wolf thought to himself, what a tender young creature. What a tasty bit of pussy, her sexy white legs bare from the top third of the thigh down, red lips, bare white arms and a great pair of tits in that tight light blouse, she will be better to fuck than the old woman. I must act craftily, so as to catch both. So he walked for a short time by the side of Little Red-Cap, and then he said, &quot;see Little Red-Cap, how pretty the flowers are about here. Why do you not look round? I believe, too, that you do not hear how sweetly the little birds are singing. You walk gravely along as if you were going to school, while everything else out here in the wood is merry.&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Little Red-Cap raised her eyes, and when she saw the sunbeams dancing here and there through the trees, and pretty flowers growing everywhere, she thought, suppose I take Grandmother a fresh nosegay. That would please her too. It is so early in the day that I shall still get there in good time. And so she ran from the path into the wood to look for flowers. And whenever she had picked one, she fancied that she saw a still prettier one farther on, and ran after it, and so got deeper and deeper into the wood. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile the Wolf ran straight to the Grandmother's house and knocked at the door. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Who is there?&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Little Red-Cap,&quot; replied the Wolf. &quot;I am bringing cake and wine. Open the door.&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Lift the latch,&quot; called out the Grandmother, &quot;I am too weak, and cannot get up.&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The Wolf lifted the latch, the door sprang open, and without saying a word he went straight to the Grandmother's bed, gagged and bound her, tied her up and rolled her under the bed. Then he put on her clothes, dressed himself in her cap and nightie, laid himself in bed and drew the curtains. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Little Red-Cap, however, had been running about picking flowers, until she found a beautiful little spot in the dappled shade next to a tinkling stream. Realising how far she had walked, she sat down on the moss for a rest. The moss was so comfortable that she could not resist the temptation to lie back on it, and she was soon daydreaming. Her thoughts wandered around to the boy she currently fancied, three years older than her but who had shown some interest in her. She imagined them kissing, his hands exploring her body, and as she did so her hands went where she imagined his would, brushing her stomach and then the sides of her breasts. Her hands cupped her large tits and squeezed them gently, pinching the hardening nipples through the fabric of her bra and blouse between her thumb and forefinger. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Feeling quite randy now, and enjoying this whilst outside, a little breeze cooling her down and speckles of sun falling through the leaves to warm her up rather than in her room or the bathroom, she slowly undid the top of her skirt. Keeping her left hand on her breast, she slid her right hand under the waistband of her briefs, through the thin bush of pubic hair to her moist vagina. Placing her third and fore fingers on either side of her clitoris to pull back the hood, she began slowly tapping it with her middle finger, fantasizing that it was the boy doing it with his tongue. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sighing contentedly, Little Red-Cap speeded up her tapping, moaning with the pleasure shooting from her crotch, and then, dipping her fingers in her now sopping wet hole, used her pussy juice as lubrication as she began rubbing her clit in gentle circles. Arching her back, Little Red-Cap groaned loudly, startling a nearby bird, and stuck her left hand down her panties as well. Applying extra pressure to her rubbing, she soon brought herself to a gasping climax. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;For a few minutes Little Red-Cap lay in a post-orgasmic daze, licking the juice from her fingers, when with a start she remembered her Grandmother. Quickly, she adjusted her damp knickers, fastened up her skirt, wiping her fingers dry on it, stood up, tucked her blouse in, picked up her cap and basket and set out on the way to her Grandmother. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Before she turned the final bend, she paused to swap her trainers for the high-heeled sandals in her satchel, wanting to look her best for her Grandmother. She was surprised to find the cottage-door standing open, and when she went into the room, she had such a strange feeling that she said to herself, oh dear, how uneasy I feel today, and at other times I like being with Grandmother so much, and she told me about masturbation, so I've no need to be embarrassed. She called out, &quot;Good morning,&quot; but received no answer. So she went to the bed and drew back the curtains. There lay her Grandmother with her cap pulled far over her face, and looking very strange. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Hello Grandmother, here's some cake and wine to help you feel better.&quot; She took them out of her satchel and placed them on the table. &quot;And see my new shoes? Aren't they gorgeous?&quot; Her Grandmother did not reply, so she looked closer. &quot;Oh, Grandmother,&quot; she said, &quot;what big ears you have.&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;All the better to hear you with, my child,&quot; was the reply. &quot;Now I've a surprise for you.&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh, what is it, another dress?&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;It's a surprise, my dear. Now just undress for your Grandmother will you?&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She did so, not thinking it at all strange, as her Grandmother liked to give her clothes and enjoyed seeing Little Red-Cap try them on. So she let her red tartan skirt fall to the floor, unbuttoned her blouse and let it join her skirt, then stepped out of the pile of clothes in her high-heels, red cap and white underwear. She stepped closer to the bed, peering at her Grandmother, half blinded by the sunlight. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;But, Grandmother, what a big nose you have,&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;All the better to smell you with, my child,&quot; came the reply. &quot;And I can smell that you've been a naughty girl in the woods!&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh grandmother, it was only a little one,&quot; she giggled, &quot;it is such a lovely day I couldn't resist.&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yes, well now you can take those damp knickers off, and that bra as well.&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Still embarrassed at her Grandmother's deduction, Little Red-Cap unthinkingly took off her panties and bra, her large pert breasts bouncing as they were freed, and threw them over with her other clothes. Standing naked now except for her red cap and red high-heeled sandals, the straps wrapped around her ankles, she took another step towards her Grandmother. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;But, Grandmother, what big eyes you have,&quot; she said. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;The better to see you with, my dear. Now turn around please.&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Puzzled, she did so, and felt her Grandmother stroke her back and squeeze her buttocks. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;But, Grandmother, what large hands you have.&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;The better to hug you with. I think that it is time you learnt what to expect of young men. Come and sit up here on the headboard, my child, I am too weak to get out of bed.&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Becoming more and more confused, as her Grandmother had long ago told her about boys, and was the only member of her family she had told of losing her virginity, but not wanting to upset her Grandmother, Little Red-Cap clambered up on the bed in her high heels and positioned herself as instructed. The Grandmother rolled on to her front, her head between Little Red-Cap's legs. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh, but, grandmother, what a big mouth and tongue you have.&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;The better to eat you out with.&quot; And to the girl's great surprise, her Grandmother began lapping at her pussy like a dog tucking into a meal. The tongue lapped at her vulva, darting up her slit and then over her clit, flicking back and forth incredibly fast, complements by the surprisingly rough and prickly lips. She was a simple girl, so though at first she felt a bit strange about this kind of attention from her Grandmother, she didn't question it, as after all she did love her and gave her kisses all the time, why not down there? There being nothing she could do about it, Little Red-Cap just closed her eyes and leant back against the wall to enjoy it. Hot damp breath was all over her crotch and muff, big hands reaching up to squeeze her breasts. In no time at all, she was moaning and thrusting, as the big head between her legs brought her to orgasm. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Now get off the bed and kneel up on the floor.&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Little Red-Cap did so, her head muzzy from the orgasm. Kneeling up by the bed she was amazed to see the bed covers thrown back and a body rise from it. What she thought had been her Grandmother pulled the nightie off. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh, Grandmother, what a terribly big ... cock you have! Hey, you're not -&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;All the better to fuck you with my dear!&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh!&quot; Little Red-Cap was so surprised to find the Wolf in her Grandmother's clothes that she could think of nothing else to say. Once the initial shock had subsided, she couldn't take her eyes of the cock - after all, she thought, he had seemed nice earlier, and I love sex so it couldn't hurt, could it? Maybe he was a friend of Grandmother's she had invited to surprise her. And I am very horny from the licking. &quot;OK, you can fuck me.&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The Wolf growled back &quot;First you must suck it!&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And scarcely had the Wolf said this, than he had grabbed Red-Cap's head and pulled her to his groin. Hardly able to do anything else, she took the huge monster in her mouth. It was much bigger than what she was used to, at least two inches thick, over ten long, and dark throbbing purple at the end. Still the Wolf seemed to respond in the same way when she sucked on the tip and then licked down the entire length of the shaft, breathing in his animal-like smell, and then back up to suck on the end again. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dribbling down her chin, she scooped up some saliva in her hand and began masturbating the cock, both her hands around the shaft with a gap between them and still able to fit her mouth on the end. Clenching her hands tight and rubbing up and down whilst sucking on as much cock as would fit in her mouth, she found herself quite turned on by this bizarre situation, looking up at the Wolf, no longer wearing her grandmother's cap. However, the Wolf was in no mood for sensuality, and told her to speed up. Little Red-Cap sucked harder, bobbing her head and hands up and down the dick as fast as she could until she felt a pulsing. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The Wolf held her in position, instruction her to keep masturbating him, the tip of his cock resting on her tongue just inside her mouth, while she occasionally sucked and licked at the underside. Suddenly, with a groan from the Wolf, the girl found herself with a mouthful of cum, covering her tongue with a strange, bitter taste, some dribbling out the corner of her mouth. As she could not move her head, she tried to swallow, but could not get rid of much as the phallus prevented her from closing her mouth, and soon more joined it, overflowing to cascade down her chin. More hit her upper lip and dribbled out in a thick gooey stream down her chin and into her cleavage. The Wolf grabbed his cock from her, holding her in position by her braid with one hand, knocking her cap sideways, and sprayed the remainder of his load over her cheeks and nose, a few drops splattering on to her other braid, sticking in her dark brown hair. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Little Red-Cap, thinking this was it when the Wolf let go and sat on the bed, turned away and started to crawl away. But to her surprise there was a growl behind her and he pounced on her back, his limbs easily forming a cage around her, and he growled, &quot;I'm not finished yet, my child&quot; in her ear. She could feel the ten-inch pole slap against her inner thighs, and prepared herself eagerly for what she knew would happen. However, she still screamed partly in shock and the sting it gave her, but also strangely in pleasure, as two inches of meat forced open her cunt and slammed all the way in. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;His chest hair pressed against her bare skin, and despite her eyes being clenched tightly shut, she could feel his hot breath in her ear, and his muscular, hairy legs banged into her ass as her fucked her harder and faster than anyone she'd ever experienced, making her scream and moan, at first incoherently, but then for more as she allowed herself to enjoy the monster cock screwing her tight twat. The Wolf was going at her pussy like a pneumatic drill, but as he'd already cum it was taking him a while to do so again. Little Red-Cap on the other hand was orgasming after three minutes, her elbows giving way as she sobbed in ecstasy, her braided hair forming a cushion, and reached back to rub her clit. So turned on was she, that when the Wolf ejaculated the second time, this time in her pussy, it set her off again, crying out for more. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;To her amazement, the Wolf obliged. Pulling back with his dirty hands on her back, withdrawing with a sucking sound mid-orgasm, he sprayed her anus with semen, running down to mix with the stream of cum already emerging from her still-widened vagina on to the floor and into her black pubic hair. Thankfully, she was relaxed, otherwise what happened next would have been more painful. The Wolf thrust deep into her arse, about eight inches of cock two inches thick appearing where no cock had gone before, the eighteen year old held down by the Wolf's hands on her shoulders screaming in shock. Little Red-Cap had never heard of anal sex, let alone contemplated it, but soon she was wishing she had, and wishing other guys had this endurance. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A minute later and the Wolf was fucking her arse as he had her vagina, using the spunk from his previous orgasm as lubrication. She moaned and cried out in pleasure, rubbing her clit frantically with one hand and shoving her fingers of her other hand in her twat at the same time. An entirely new orgasm was building up inside her, and she called out to the Wolf to go faster, as he pounded her sphincter. Three minutes into her first buggering, Little Red-Cap came noisily, screaming thanks to the Wolf and thrusting her hips back at him. He came almost straight away afterwards, filling the third of her orifices that day, and then spraying the rest over her back and hair, narrowly missing her beloved cap, dripping down her clean braid which hung by her cheek, and then wiped the rest on her face. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;At that moment, the Woodcutter, who had heard Little Red-Cap's cries, and who also happened to be the father of the boy she fancied, burst in. What he must have thought at seeing the eighteen year old lying collapsed on the floor covered in cum with a huge hairy man covered in tattoos dangling its penis in her face with clothes strewn about the room, we don't know. However, the Wolf bolted straight past him, and he was left to deal with the little girl. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He sat her on the bed, and soon found the Grandmother under the bed, and Little Red-Cap realised that she must have seen and heard everything. Red-Cap was washed and dressed, and then described what had happened, leaving out the bits about enjoying herself, pretending to be traumatised rather than aroused, and hoping her Grandmother would keep quiet until the Woodcutter was gone. The Woodcutter was suitably shocked, and the Grandmother acted similarly, though Little Red-Cap noticed a twinkle in her eyes, and so the Woodcutter promised to come back and walk her home later, and left them. The Grandmother ate the cake and together they drank the wine, giggling about the bits the Woodcutter didn't know about, Red-Cap getting quite tipsy by the time the Woodcutter came back. She said goodbye to her Grandmother and set off home, still in her high heels. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A mile or so away, and she was already feeling tired because of walking in the high heels, and realised she'd left her trainers at her Grandmother's. So they sat on the verge. Red-Cap noticed that the Woodcutter had an erection, and so she knew why he had been walking a little behind her, he'd been looking at her legs and arse. As they talked, she checked him out. He wasn't bad looking, brown hair and beard, very tall and muscular, about fifty years old. Finally, deciding her day couldn't get any weirder so it didn't matter what else she did, she unzipped his flies and in a lightning move had his dick out and was knelt between his legs. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;My, what a big cock you've got,&quot; she exclaimed, looking at the semi-erect sheathed cock she'd pulled out, &quot;it's almost as big as the Wolf's!&quot; I hope your son takes after you, she added to herself. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Wh-what are you doing Little Red-Cap?&quot; he stuttered, more amazed at his luck than shocked at her readiness for sex so soon after, as he thought, being raped by a notorious criminal, for his wife was long dead, and the women of the village were either faithful or not worth the effort in his opinion. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Just my special way of saying thank you,&quot; she replied, and sucked the stiffening cock into her mouth. As it hardened she found that it was not much smaller than the one she'd enjoyed a few hours before. Looking up at the Woodcutter's ginger, bearded face, she swirled her tongue around the head, under the sheath of the foreskin, feeling it grow as she did so. Popping it out of her mouth she licked all the way down his shaft and sucked on his big hairy balls, then allowed her tongue to wander back up to the tip and she stopped. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Standing up in her high-heeled sandals, she peeled off the knickers and stepped out of them, then straddled his lap, thrusting her breasts into his face. He required no further encouragement, and soon had her blouse flapping open, her bra pulled down under her breasts and his mouth sucking on her nipples. His beard and moustache brushed roughly against the rest of her boobs, sending shivers through her body. As he shifted his attention to the second tit Red-Cap could feel her nipples erect, and her clit was itching for some attention, so after less than a minute she put her hands on his head and pushed down at the same time as she walked forward, until he leaned back, his ginger head disappeared under her plaid skirt. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She let out a moan as his facial hair meshed into her pubic hair and his big smooth tongue began lapping at her. Reaching up she pinched her nipples and squeezed her breasts as he squeezed her buttocks under her skirt, where his beard was becoming steadily darker as it was soaked with her juices. Once she was fully aroused, Little Red-Cap stepped back, one hand on the woodcutter's broad shoulders and the other holding the edge of her skirt up out of the way, she got onto her knees, and, with his arms around her waist supporting her, she sank slowly down onto him. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Now it was the Woodcutter's turn to gasp, his eyes going wide, as the tightest pussy he'd had since he first met his wife all those years ago clamped around his hefty cock and slid down it, as far as it would go. He found a tender little tongue licking around his lips, and opened his mouth to kiss his newfound lover. Their kiss broke as Red-Cap lifted herself up and then down again in smooth strokes, her breasts bouncing before his eyes as she did so, and letting out small gasps and moans as she felt the big dick slide in and out of her. She'd let the skirt drop now, so neither of them could see the entries, but anyone observing from the rear would have seen her inner lips being pulled out and dragging up the shaft with each upwards movement, leaving a shiny wet trail of juice, as the woodcutter was now holding her skirt up at the back whilst cupping her buttocks. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Faster and faster she bounced, wet sounds coming from their crotches, and he could resist the beautiful tits no longer. Leaning forwards he began devouring them, making the young girl yelp with delight. Eventually she could go back no further, so with his penis still inside her, they moved down on to a flatter area of grass, where he could lie back with his eyes half closed as she fucked away. Now he lifted her skirt to watch the sight of his meat plunging into her black bush, and then looked up at her flushed face, her big brown eyes looking fondly at him, her braids shaking with her movements but her red-cap still in place. She leaned forward now, and let him do the work with upward thrusts of his pelvis, unbuttoning his shirt to kiss his great hairy chest as he did so. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Carefully, they rolled over, with Little Red-Cap now underneath the huge hulk of the Woodcutter, his trousers still around his ankles as he rammed his piece in and out of the petite girl, making her breasts quiver. Her gorgeous legs began to lift up, until her two red high heels were wrapped around his shirt and her knees were level with her breasts, forming a cave with the two sides of his red checked shirt hanging down and his trunk-like arms either side, and allowing him to enter her right up to the point that his balls were slapping into her ass. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Now that both her arms were free, Red-Cap returned to massaging her breasts, gasping and groaning with delight, and then allowed one hand to wonder down to her pussy, creeping through her muff. For a while she was content to feel the thick cock plunging in and out of her slide between her fingers, but as she felt an orgasm building, she started rubbing her clit with a circular motion of her finger as fast as she could. Her moans turned to cries, and she closed her eyes, blind to the big man screwing her. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The noises she made spurred him on to go faster, now leaning on his elbows to make thing easier, his slight bulge of a stomach slamming into hers. Suddenly, Red-Cap's body stiffened and arched under him and began to shudder, and she let out a piercing cry, followed by several gasps and another cry mixed in with them, as a huge climax hit her. The Woodcutter could feel the walls of her cunt contracting around his dick, and he knew that this would set him off, the pressure building unbearably in his ball. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;I'm gonna, cum, I'm gonna cum,&quot; he shouted, &quot;I can't cum in you!&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Cum in my mouth, in my mouth,&quot; she replied in gasps. So with a wet pop he pulled out, and just in time, as while he moved around to her face he ejaculated, shooting right up her cleavage and neck. The next one was more directed as he desperately positioned it towards her mouth with his hand, but still sprayed right up her face, over her top lip nose and left eye, almost gluing it closed. Little Red-Cap, still masturbating furiously, took the end in her mouth and sucked, as more semen exploded into her mouth over her swirling tongue. She swallowed as much as she could, but due to the amount spraying out of the fat cock and the fact that she wasn't just concentrating on that meant that she wasn't fast enough, and it soon overflowed to run down her right cheek. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Finally they both relaxed, completely spent, staring at the early evening sky. Then Red-Cap picked up her knickers, wiped herself clean and pulled them back on. Licking the Woodcutter clean as well, they were soon both ready and set off home. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Soon after that, Little Red-Cap married the Woodcutter's son, who worked at night, and moved in with them both. For many years she lived like that, fucking her husband during the day and her father-in-law during the night, until the Woodcutter was too old for that. But unknown even to him, sometimes Red-Cap would go off into the woods and get fucked by the biggest cock of the village: the Wolf. And all four were delighted. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;THE END ]]></description>
	<pubDate>Mon, 24 May 2010 11:04:25 UTC</pubDate>
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	<title>The Taking of Katie K. Part II: Katie's Mexican Nightmare</title>
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	<description><![CDATA[                          THE TAKING OF KATIE K. PART II: KATIE'S MEXICAN NIGHTMARE &lt;br /&gt;                                                                     by Marq Satyr &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Four members of the Zeta gang heavily sedated Katie before they put her naked body in the van on some blankets. They handcuffed her wrists behind her back and covered her with a sheet. They took a back road into the hills near the border. The van was equipped with four wheel drive for the rough crossing. In this way they avoided having to face suspicious border security people.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Of course, the four men could not resist the opportunity to take advantage of the beautiful young anglo blond. Very soon after they set out they began to take turns fucking Katie's unconscious body. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Goddam, her pussy was stretched but now it's tight again,&quot; one of them said as he lay on top of Katie's nude body and pushed his large hard prick into her once virgin passage. He fucked he roughly as the van bounced over the less than smooth road bed. When he came deep in her helpless body, a second man climbed into the back and they fucked her together, one in her cunt and the other in her tight ass hole. They knew they must not do lasting damage to her beautiful young body, but they fucked her hard anyway. They were very aroused by the realization they were fucking a lucious young Anglo they would never have been able to fuck under normal circumstances. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Man, I could fuck this gringa bitch forever. She is a sweet pussy and only 18. Those cops back there must have fucked her in her ass, mouth and cunt over a hundred times. They fucked her ass hole till I didn't think she could take it any more. But her ass is so nice,&quot; said one of the men. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The four of them took turns fucking her the entire 8 hour trip to Mexico City. They cleaned their sperm off her when the arrived, and carried her still unconscious body to the room where she was to be kept until the Drug king pin arrived to look at her and decide what they would do with her. They laid her on the cot and went out locking the door behind her. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;I wonder what El Jefe will do with the cunt?&quot; one man asked the others. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;He'll fuck her brains out first. Then she will be in for several wild days,&quot; one of the men replied. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The four men laughed as they walked down the hall. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When Katie awoke, she raised up and looked around dazed and confused. She had no idea where she was; the only thing she knew was that her whole body ached. Her anus was raw and her vagina sore. Her white cone shaped breasts were also  had  bruises from where the men had clutched her so cruelly. Her ass also had the hand prints where she had been slapped as they had fucked her two love holes. The awful night of the rape came back to her as she looked around her taking the room in. All the room contained other than the cot on which she had been sleeping for several hours was a rough wooden night stand with a comb and brush and a wash basin and white porcelain pitcher filled with water. A towel hung on a hook on the wall nearby. She got unsteadily to her feet; the room was stuffy and a bit chilly. She felt her pink upright nipples harden from the chill in the air. She moved to the night stand and  washed her face with the cold water. The water from her face dripped between her jutting breasts and rolled down her flat belly. A drop or two reached her sore bare pussy lips and she rubbed it away. Feeling her raw well used opening she pushed her labia lips open and touched her sore clitoris. In spite of the pain she experienced, she became instantly aroused and began to  masturbate. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;I want a cock in me,&quot; she moaned arching back on the bed and parting her pussy lips so that the pink folds were exposed. She pushed her two fingers in her vagina and began to finger fuck herself, her eyes closed, her mouth open and her back and neck arched backward. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She did not know that a man watched her on a video screen in the next room, his cock growing hard at the sight of the gorgeous young blond fucking herself, her beautiful breasts arched back and her pink pussy exposed for him to see. Three small cameras from different locations in the room gave a full view of her masturbation. She grew more frantic with desire and soon had her hand inserted in her vagina and pleasuring herself in spite of the soreness of her insides. This was more than the guard viewing the video could stand. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He stood up and took a room key from the several keys on a hook and left the video room and opened the door to the cell where Katie K. had been locked. He opened the door cautiously. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Katie was in her own mind picturing herself being fucked by many men as she masturbated. She was hardly aware of the man who strode over to her naked ecstatic body  with his cock fully erect. She did, however, feel him push into her wide open cunt even though her hand was still in there. She opened her eyes and saw the man hunched over her pushing his large hard rod into her already occupied space. She smiled dreamily and said, &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Fuck me. Fuck me hard.&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He rammed his meat deep into her open cunt and fucked her hard and deep. She felt his cruel prick ramming into the sides of her sore vagina and enjoyed the feel of her own hand as the cock pushed against it and probed deep into her center. She felt herself reaching a powerful orgasm as the stranger powerful thrust into her young body. They reached a climax together and she felt his cum hitting the back of her hand and filling her ravaged vagina as he shot his full load of jism into her aching body. She now realized that she would never be happy again without a big cock in her. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Fuck my ass hole,&quot; she begged. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;No, Senorita, I must get back to my post. You will be fucked plenty, I think, before the day is over.&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He left her panting and fingering her anal passage wishing to be penetrated there deep and hard. &lt;br /&gt; ]]></description>
	<pubDate>Thu, 06 May 2010 02:43:59 UTC</pubDate>
	<dc:creator>msatyr</dc:creator>
	<category>Reluctance Stories</category>
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	<title>Random Seductions Pt. 5</title>
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	<description><![CDATA[ &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;I set out to win the bet so that, above all things, I would have my way. I had most of the bet won, now just to get them al to the office and playing with each other at the same time was all that was left but I decided to play some more along the way.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;My Aunt and Uncle were out of town for the week so I set in motion my plan to get things going so that the next step would be at Mr. Lane's office. Aunt and Uncle knew all that was going on so I could tape everything for use later if I had to. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;Mr. Lane?&amp;quot; I had called his home. &amp;quot;Yes.&amp;quot; he said. &amp;quot;This is Teresa, I need you to come over Saturday at noon.&amp;quot; I said. &amp;quot;But Teresa&amp;quot; he was whispering, &amp;quot;I will have to make an excuse to go out alone.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Good&amp;quot; I said, &amp;quot;Make one and be here at Noon or the news is out of the bag.&amp;quot; I said and hung up. Then I called Mr. Williams, &amp;quot;Yes Teresa, what ever can I do for you?&amp;quot; he said relaxed. &amp;quot;Well, I am alone for the week and could use some company Saturday, how about 1?&amp;quot; I said. &amp;quot;I will be there.&amp;quot; he said. &amp;quot;Good sweetheart, just come on in the front door and down to the rec room in the basement.&amp;quot; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;My Aunt and Uncle left at 9 Saturday and so I got showered and freshley shaved pussy and found my sheerest gown. At noon Mr. Lane was at the door and I let him in and he saw me, &amp;quot;Damn, you are so hot for such a young woman.&amp;quot; he said and his bulge grew. I dropped to my knees and had to have his cock right away. &amp;quot;Oh fuck, let me suck that.&amp;quot; I remember saying and I had him in my mouth. Soon he was on the floor and I was sucking him deep and fast. I needed his cock. He filled my throat and I got up and led him to the rec room downstairs. Roscoe sat in the corner, He is our German Shepard that stays with us for protection and well, for taking care of Aunt Claire and I when we needed it. He sat in the corner and I told Mr. Lane to go over and make himself known to him so he would be friendly. He sat there letting his neck be petted. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;At 5 till one I went upstairs to meet Mr. Williams, &amp;quot;Stay here no matter what you hear, I have another guest.&amp;quot; I said and soon Mr. Williams was at the door and I attacked him as he came in. His cock lasted longer and still I swallowed him down and sucked his juices. I led him downstairs and the two men almost shit seeing each other and recognizing each other. THey stamered and finally Mr. Williams said, &amp;quot;Well, it looks like we are both here under Teresa's control so we may as well enjoy it.&amp;quot; I had Roscoe at my side and was petting his ears. &amp;quot;Okay gentlemen, strip and have a beer or wine and sit down, I am going to entertain you and also get things ready for he office meeting. &amp;quot;What does she mean, Office?&amp;quot; Mr. Williams said. She is getting our wives and us all together in my Office soon and we are all going to share sexual fun with each other.&amp;quot; Mr. Lane said. Mr. Wiliams said , &amp;quot;Oh, so that is why my wife has been so hot lately.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;All my fault&amp;quot; I said, I have already been to bed with both of your wives several times. They both looked at me then each other then laughed. &amp;quot;Now for the entertainment.&amp;quot; I said and laid on the mat on the floor. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;Roscoe. Come here boy.&amp;quot; I said and he came over. I pulled him to me and kissed his mouth and he began kissing my face and I let his tongue go into my mouth and really kiss. &amp;quot;Oh damn, this little girl does it all.&amp;quot; Mr. Williams said. &amp;quot;Yes, I do.&amp;quot; I said and reached under Roscoe and found his shaft, already coming from the furry hiding place. I massaged it and he began geting really hot and then I laid back and patted my wet pussy, &amp;quot;Come one boy, give Mommy a licking.&amp;quot; I said and he began licking my wet pussy...I laid there and moand louder and louder until I sprayed his face and he licked my juices from himself. His huge cock was out and ready for me now so I got on my knees and hands and patted my bottom, &amp;quot;Come one boy, come on.&amp;quot; He mounted me and quickly found the pussy with his cock and slipped in. &amp;quot;Oh yeh, I am gonna have all I want today.&amp;quot; I moand and he began humping my pussy. His knot was soon hitting the entrance and I relaxed and in it went. &amp;quot;Oh yeh, now give me a good fucking&amp;quot; I moaned louder now. He drove into me and was fucking me really fast and soon my pussy was spraying all over the place, soaking him and the mat under us. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;He finished and I let him slip out and grabed Mr. Williams, &amp;quot;Fuck me, fuck me now.&amp;quot; I yelled at him and he was behind me filling me with cock. I grabbed Mr. Lane's cock and began sucking him fast and deep and was going wilder than I had thought I would. After I had several orgasms they filled my pussy and mouth with their cum and we laid on the mat. &amp;quot;Come clean Mommy up Baby.&amp;quot; I told Roscoe and he came over and began licking my pussy and got the cum from it all the time making me hot aain with his tongue. I laid there legs spread apart and said, &amp;quot;Okay, more cock, now.&amp;quot; to them and they got down and this time took to the opposite ends. They soon filled me again and still I was in need of more. I reached for the phone, &amp;quot;Bill, yeh it is me, he anyone over at your place? Really? You guys wana come over and fuck me? Okay, hurry.&amp;quot; I said and the two men began to get up. &amp;quot;No, you stay here, you got more left.&amp;quot; I said and a couple seconds Bill from next door had 6 men there, all had been working on his house and he brought them in. &amp;quot;Okay guys, everyone gets naked and everyone fucks me till they can't fuck anymore. Who is first?&amp;quot; I said and they began shedding clothes. First one then another drove into me, mouth, ass and pussy aall got fucked hard and deep and I was filled and covered with cum. It was dark when I laid on the floor and said goodbye to everyone, Mr. Lane and Mr. Williams last.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;I was slippery with cum and I kissed them both, Next Friday, 5PM be in Mr. Lane's office with your wives. Be ready to have fun but no mention of it to anyone till them, understood?&amp;quot; I said. &amp;quot;Understood.&amp;quot; they both said and they left. I laid on the mat and slept long into the night, Roscoe licking me all over and waking me up with a nice hard dog cock. &amp;quot;Okay boy, do it again.&amp;quot; I said and we did.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Part 6 coming up.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Love&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;tess&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; ]]></description>
	<pubDate>Thu, 22 Apr 2010 02:45:27 UTC</pubDate>
	<dc:creator>Sultrybuxombbw</dc:creator>
	<category>Reluctance Stories</category>
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	<title>I always liked the smell of coconut</title>
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	<description><![CDATA[ 	I always liked the smell of coconut and salt. The beach was one of my most favorite places to be. Not just for the babes but for feeling of the sun warming your skin while the cool breeze coming off the ocean to cool you off. Today I was just relaxing by myself and taking in the rays. I think I half drifted off a few times but I was just aware enough to realize that some clouds had moved in blocking the sun. I also noticed the temperature dropping a few degrees. Anyone from some place with a beach knows that means itâ€™s about to start raining. I opened my eyes and saw that others had noticed it as well and were packing up to leave. Seams everyone was getting ready to leave so I guessed it was going to storm. One look at the sky told me I was right. It didnâ€™t look too bad but definitely not beach weather.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I started packing up my things when I noticed someone out in the water. Who ever it was, they were having a hard time trying to get back to the shore. Apparently they were out on the sandbar when the weather turned bad. I knew there was no way they were going to make it because of the undercurrent. Being a part time life guard I could swim pretty well but even I could not make that. I watched for a few moments to see if who ever it was made any headway. Right then I figured out it was a female cause she turned on her back and was floating. Not a good sign. It meant she was probably worn out from swimming against the current and was about to be carried out either side of the sandbar and out to the ocean because of the undercurrent. I took off into the water knowing I would have to take her back to the sandbar and wait till the tide changed before coming back in. I hoped it wouldnâ€™t start storming and lightning but I knew the sandbar was the safest place with all things considered.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The water was starting to get choppy and that made it a strenuous swim to get out to her. Luckily whoever she was she was at least smart enough to float to her back when she got worn out. As I started getting closer she began to look a little familiar. Oh shit! Itâ€™s Julie. She hated my guts. None the less, hating someone is one thing, being in the ocean and about to be swept out to sea was entirely another. I swam up along side of her and I saw that she was breathing very heavily and was shaking. I guess she heard me because she kind of lowered more of her body into the water just as I reached her. She really looked like she was having a hard time staying afloat.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œJulie, are you ok?â€ I asked. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œGo away Jeff, I am just fine!â€ she scorned. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œJulie, your about to be swept out to the ocean, we need to go to the sandbar and wait till the tide starts coming back in.â€ I said. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She didnâ€™t say or do anything. She just floated there breathing. I guess somehow she knew I was right but didnâ€™t want to relent or ask for my help. I didnâ€™t know how she would take to me pulling her back to the sandbar so I moved behind her and put my arm around her and started making my way to the sandbar. As I thought she started fighting me and kicking her feet wildly. She was yelling something that I couldnâ€™t make out with the water flooding over my ears but it didnâ€™t matter. I had encounter people like this before. As a life guard we were always taught to approach from behind so that the wild kicks and flailing arms donâ€™t accidentally get us. Her kicks actually helped me tread water but her hands and nails digging at my arm didnâ€™t feel too good. It was a fairly tiring swim though because the water was pretty choppy and the undercurrent was pulling us toward either side of the sandbar. I managed to get us to the sand bar though. As soon as her feet touched sand she really started pulling away. Since the water wasnâ€™t in my ears anymore I could finally hear what she was screaming. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œI donâ€™t have any bottoms on!â€ she screamed. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œIâ€™m sorry, but I had to get you out of the undercurrent. Donâ€™t you understand that you were about to be swept out to sea? I exclaimed. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She didnâ€™t say anything. She just sat there with her legs under her butt in the edge of the water trying to hide her face. I guess she was embarrassed. Oh shit, sheâ€™s gonna start crying. Great, now what do I do. The last thing I need her to do is get irrational right now and try to swim it again.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I moved to the edge of the water a few feet away from her and said, â€œHere, you can have my trunksâ€. I shucked them off and extended them to her while turning the other way. I had made sure I was in the water enough that I wouldnâ€™t be flashing her. I heard her move and finally take them from me. A few moments later I asked if she had them on and she replied a pouting â€œYesâ€. I turned and looked briefly and although they were ridiculously loose on her, they did the job. I didnâ€™t push my luck though and looked away.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We sat there quietly not saying a word. I could feel the tension in the air though. I donâ€™t know how much of it was her seething that I was the one that saved her from what she had to know was in a dire situation or the embarrassment of not having any bottoms on. â€˜Wait a minute. Why didnâ€™t she have any bottoms on?â€™ I thought to myself. Oh well, I am not going to ask. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I guess I should tell you a little bit about Julie. Julie is tall. Six foot tall. That is the most remarkable thing about her. I am not short myself at 5â€™10â€ Â½ and am in pretty good shape but still, 6â€™ is tall for a chic. Sure sheâ€™s a blonde and has a very good figure but what I have always remembered about her is that she is tall. I guess that is because she lacks depth in personality. Sheâ€™s nice and all but she tends to be on the fickle side. We had a lot of mutual friends, since we were the same age and hung out in the same crowds but never really talked.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Why did she hate me? Her sister, who was 2 years older than her at 21 used to work at the same beach hut that ran the life guard station that I worked at. I caught her stealing some of the bathing suits that the hut sold and turned her in for it and Julie got plenty pissed off at me for it. What she doesnâ€™t know is that I was the reason she didnâ€™t get arrested over the issue. I literally begged them not to. Julie never gave me the chance to tell her that and quite frankly I didnâ€™t really care to. I did the right thing and shouldnâ€™t have to explain myself for doing so. Julieâ€™s problem is that she doesnâ€™t see her sister for what she is. Julieâ€™s sister is a pothead. She probably stole the stuff to sell for drugs. I knew it was only a matter of time before she did something stupid. Julie refuses to see that.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œThey came off when I was trying to swim back to the shore.â€ Julie said, interrupting my thoughts. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œWhat?â€ I asked. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œMy bathing suit bottoms. They came off when I was trying to swim back to the shore.â€ She explained. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œOh.â€ I retorted, not wanting to seem as if though I was using this to engage in a conversation with her. I guess she just didnâ€™t want me to think she was nude bathing out here. I did notice though that she had not thanked me for my trunks. Oh well.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œWhy did you bring me back to the sandbar instead of the shore?â€ she asked. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œWe wouldnâ€™t have made it to the shore. With the tide going out the undercurrent was trying to pull us out to sea. With the water being choppy it made it even harder to swim. Our best bet was to come back to the sandbar and wait till the tide starts going back in.â€ I responded.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œIs it going to storm?â€ She asked with a hint of fear in her voice. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œIt looks like it is going to rain but I donâ€™t think it will be bad.â€ I answered. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It then occurred to me that I had not driven here and was going to have to take the bus home. How the hell was I going to take the bus home with no trunks?  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œJulie, did you drive here?â€ I asked. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œNo, I took the bus, why?â€ She said.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œUmm, I took the bus too and I have no trunks now.â€ I said with kind of a defeated look on my face. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œOh, umm, well, hmmm.â€ She stammered. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We both sat there quietly thinking to ourselves. Of all the people each of us to get stuck in a situation like this with it had to be her and I. I didnâ€™t particularly care for her and she certainly hated my guts. It was Julie that spoke first. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œJeff, I donâ€™t really like this situation. I donâ€™t like wearing your trunks but I donâ€™t have much choice in the matter. I know you donâ€™t really like me wearing your trunks but I appreciate your being a gentleman about it and giving them to me. I have a wrap on the beach and once we get there I can give your trunks back to you, but I am scared to go on the public bus with just a wrap on for bottoms. You know how those perverts get on the busses, it gets crowded and they get touchy feely. This is hard for me to ask but can you please forget our differences for a bit and see me home?â€ She said eloquently. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I was in shock. Julie was always smart in school but she never had any worldliness about her. She never had depth of emotion and quite frankly I figured her for the type to just leave when we got to the shore with my trunks. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œUmm, yeah, sure.â€ I stammered. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Julie then asked, â€œhow much longer till the tide starts coming in?â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I answered, â€œabout an hour and a half.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œWell, I am going to relax till then.â€ Julie said.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;With that she leaned back while still keeping her legs bent. I guess she resigned herself to have to be civil with me at least until this was over. I was still taken back by how prolifically she spoke earlier. She completely conveyed what she was thinking and how she felt. Hell, she even showed empathy for my feelings.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I sat there thinking and looking around just trying to pass the time till the tide started coming back in and I noticed something out of the corner of my eyes. I looked over at her and holy shit! I could see clear up my trunks to her pussy. The trunks were really loose on her and they werenâ€™t very long anyway. I couldnâ€™t believe it. I tried looking away and ignoring it but it was like one of those stains you find on someoneâ€™s shirt. You know, when your standing there talking to someone and they have a stain on their shirt and you canâ€™t help but look at it. I didnâ€™t want to sit there and stare at it because if I did and got a hard-on she would definitely notice it being as she had my trunks. I had to do something. I decided to just roam around in the water a little bit. The cool water should help me keep my member under control. I did see enough though to know that she shaves completely.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The tide finally started coming back in and I gave it another 30 minutes and then called out to Julie to let her know it was time to go. We started swimming back to the shore and when we were about half way there she fell behind. I stopped and looked back and asked her if she was ok. She looked at me strangely for a second and then said she was fine and started swimming on. We made it close enough that we could stand without much trouble. We stopped about waist deep in water and I asked her to go get her wrap so I could get my shorts back and we could make our way to the bus stop. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œI canâ€™t.â€ Julie said, looking down. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œWhy?â€ I asked. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Continuing to look down she said, â€œI lost your trunks. They were so loose they just kind of slipped off meâ€™ I am really sorry.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I couldnâ€™t help it. I just laughed. Not knee slapping or anything but a good chuckle. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œWhatâ€™s so funny?â€ she said defensively. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œJust this whole situation. I mean look at it. Every turn something goes wrong.â€ I answered chuckling. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œWell, yeah, your right, but now what are we going to do.â€ She asked. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œLook, I will run onto the beach and grab your wrap and bring it to you, I will also grab my shirt. But we are going to have to figure out the bus though.â€ I said. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œWhat do you mean figure out the bus?â€ She asked. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œWell the bus is going to be busy, itâ€™s always busy and when I raise my hands to grab the barsâ€¦ well, my shirt is not very long. People will see I have no trunks on.â€ I explained. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œOh, I see. Hmm.â€ She said.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;With that I ran off to go get her wrap and my shirt. I noticed she had a shirt too but it was a short one. I grabbed it anyway for her. I slipped my shirt on, ran back out in the water and gave her clothes to her. She put her wrap and shirt on and we made our way out of the water. I noticed her wrap barely covered her ass. Any shorter and you would have seen her goodies. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œI have an idea,â€ Julie began, â€œyou know how the very back of the bus, that little compartment that no one likes because itâ€™s so small and right next to the engine? Well, if you get behind me back there no one will be able to see your not wearing trunks. We could take the bus to your house and then you could drive me home.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Oh, boy. I was nervous now. I knew that being behind her would shield me from other people but I also knew that it would press her ass up against my groin. I also knew that would end up stimulating me. I didnâ€™t know how to tell her that and I just stood there with this dumb look on my face. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œWhat?â€ Julie said exasperatedly. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œWell Julie, I donâ€™t know how to say this. I feel almost ashamed to say it but, everyone else might not know that I donâ€™t have trunks on, but you would. And you would know it first hand.â€ I tried to explain. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Julie stood there with a questioning look on her face as if she didnâ€™t understand. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œJulie, what I am trying to say is with us standing there in close proximity and barely clothed, I am afraid I will get turned on. I wouldnâ€™t do anything about it, but you would definitely notice.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The light bulbs went off and Julieâ€™s face lit up with embarrassment. She stood there for a moment soaking in what I had just said and possibly thinking.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œJeff, I know we donâ€™t much like one another and maybe that makes things better. I know that you are not going to try to have sex with me or take advantage of the situation. Even though I donâ€™t like you, that doesnâ€™t change the fact that you are a nice guy. I have my bag that I am going to put in front of me and I would rather have you behind me even with no trunks than someone else that will definitely try something. I realize you will probably get turned on and even thought of that but still, the alternative is to have a stranger getting turned on and rubbing himself up against me or worse.â€ Julie articulated. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I was in shock again. I managed to compose myself and said, â€œJulie, you have a lot more depth than I ever thought you did.â€ She took that in and looked away a little embarrassed and I left it at that. I didnâ€™t want to make too huge a deal of it and surely didnâ€™t want her to think I was coming onto her. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We made our way to the bus stop a few blocks away. Luckily it looked as if it was not going to rain. Unluckily the bus stop was packed. If the bus stop was packed the bus was likely to be packed. True to form the bus was very busy. We did manage to get on and even managed to squeeze our way to the back of the bus. She was right, no one was back there. The noise really was bad but surprisingly we had enough room where she was not pressed up against me even with her bag in front of her. We might actually make it through this without dealing with any embarrassment.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Then it happened. We stopped at another bus stop and more people got on than got off the bus. Julieâ€™s ass was pressed right up against my hips. I started trying to think of anything, baseball, my grandmother, anything. It didnâ€™t work, I started getting hard. At first it didnâ€™t matter because there was enough room between Julieâ€™s legs that she couldnâ€™t feel it. I guess maybe she knew I was going to get hard and kept her legs apart enough that I would not touch her with it. That didnâ€™t last long though because I didnâ€™t just get a little hard, I got very, very hard. Soon enough my dick reached up as far as it could go. It pressed right between her lips and onto what I guessed was her clit. I heard her sharply take a breath of air.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I whispered into her ear that I was sorry. She just stood there and didnâ€™t say anything. Her eyes had closed and I thought she was really pissed off now. The bus jostling around really had me rubbing up against her. Thatâ€™s when I realized that she was getting very hot and wet. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She looked back at me and carefully said, â€œWe have got to move or something do you have any room to move backward.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œNot enough that we arenâ€™t touching, I am so sorry.â€ I responded.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œMaybe if you move back some, and if I move forward just a little you can get it from between my legs and just on my back on the outside of my wrap.â€ Julie said. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I knew that with her being as tall as she was my dick would not be on her back, it would be between her butt cheeks but I suppose that would be better for her to handle so I said ok. I tried to move back but there was really no room for me to move and she pushed forward against the person in front of her. As she did so my dick moved from her clit but just traced along her lips. I guess the person in front of her didnâ€™t like being pushed because he pushed her back. It couldnâ€™t have happened at a worse time. When she was shoved back instead of being put back along her clit my dick was shoved about have way into her pussy. She took in a sharp breath of air and just froze. Me, I was totally in shock. I had in no way intended on this happening but there I was, half way up inside of someoneâ€™s pussy that I would have never had sex with. I guess my dick didnâ€™t care who she was. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œHoly shit, oh my God, I am so sorryâ€ I blurted into her ear. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œJust donâ€™t move.â€ Julie said between gritted teeth. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I wasnâ€™t moving but the bus was jostling both of us. I may as well have been having sex with her because that was what the effect of the bus jostling around was causing.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Julie said, again between gritted teeth, â€œI am going to move my bag to my side and try to push forward slightly and try to dislodge it, you make sure it goes up but not up in me.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;With that Julie carefully moved her purse forward and right then the bus quickly slowed down. Perfect, it dislodged me just as we wanted. I strained my groin muscle trying to bring it up. Even if it was on the inside of her wrap as long as it was not up in her. The bus then hit a speed bump making both of us jump. The result was to put me squarely against her hole. Not her pussy hole but her asshole. Think it couldnâ€™t get any worse? It did. After hitting the speed bump the bus suddenly sped up lodging the head of my dick into her ass. Then the back of the bus hit the speed bump and made both of us jump even higher. The result was to push me all the way into her ass in one single motion. I guess we were lucky that I had been inside her pussy because I was well lubricatedâ€¦ if you can call anything about this situation lucky. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œJulie, youâ€™ve got to scoot forward, I have no room back here.â€ I breathed trying to control my voice. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œI canâ€™t, I am pinned by this jerk in front of me.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œGreat, I am very sorry, this was not supposed to happen.â€ I said. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œJust try not to move or youâ€™ll hurt me. I am sorry too. This was my idea.â€ Julie said, surprisingly calm.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œWhat are we going to do now.â€ I inquired. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œI donâ€™t know but if you dry up in me it is really going to hurt a lot.â€ Julie said. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œWell what do I do, I canâ€™t move very much at all.â€ I asked. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œCum.â€ Julie said. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œWhat?â€ I blurted. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œIf you cum it will provide the lube needed so it doesnâ€™t hurt, plus you will go soft and slip out of me. Itâ€™s not the best solution, but it is the best solution we have.â€ She explained. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I stood there, stupefied for a moment and then I felt her ass muscles clinch me. It was a hell of a turn on. She did it again and I started slowly rocking. I was getting into it and if I didnâ€™t know better I would say so was she. Her eyes were closed and her breathing was labored. I kept slowly rocking inside her. It was tearing me up that I couldnâ€™t just pound her. I couldnâ€™t though, other people might noticed if I went all wild banshee on her.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I decided to go for broke. I managed to get one hand from the rail above me and move it to her breast. I pinched her nipple and she open her eyes and looked back at me. I could tell by the look in her eyes she was getting into it. I pinched her nipples as I rocked inside of her. The whole time she was clinching her sphincter muscles over and over. Her breathing got more and more labored as did mine.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Here I was fucking someone that I didnâ€™t like and didnâ€™t like me in the ass on a public bus. That realization was just too much for me. I could feel it building up and told her I was about to cum. She actually moaned and clinched really hard on my dick. Luckily we were right next to the engine and no one could hear us. Hell, we could barely hear each other. I felt her quiver all over and she got tense. I couldnâ€™t believe it. She was cumming. That was all I could take. I dumped my load right in her dumper. I came hard, really hard. I came so much it was almost like I was pissing inside her. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Finally though, I calmed down and so did she. My dick also calmed down and as she had said it slipped out of her. We stood there quietly pressed to one another until we reached my stop. We shoved our way through the crowd and out the door. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Our walk to my house was very uneventful. Neither of us said a word. When we got to my house I pointed to the bathroom and went to my room for some clothes. I managed to find her some of my shorts with a draw string so they would stay up on her. I knocked on the bathroom door and left them right outside the door. I knew she was probably embarrassed and didnâ€™t want to face me. I was embarrassed too. We didnâ€™t say a word on the way to her house. When we finally arrived I stared blackly out the front windshield and said, â€œI am sorry Julie. I didnâ€™t mean for that to happen.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œNeither of us meant for it to happen it just did. But this will stay between us.â€  She quietly said, not looking at me. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œI am not going to tell anyone, it will be our little secret.â€ I said, still not looking. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Then she did something that totally shocked me. She very quickly reached over and kissed me on the cheek. She also very quickly got out of the car and started heading to her house.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I wonder what the kiss on the cheek was all about? &lt;br /&gt; ]]></description>
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	<title>Nat and Sandy Pay the Rent - Part 1</title>
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	<description><![CDATA[ &gt;&lt;p&gt;Natasha leaned back in the chair and ran her fingertips from her forehead through her hair's tightly permed, black tresses, trying to outstare the screen of her laptop. One hour's exhaustive attempts to balance the spreadsheet's figures and the situation was looking no brighter. Her reverie lasted some minutes, until it was finally broken by Sandy's carefree singing, emanating from somewhere upstairs. Didn't that just say it all? It wasn't as though her room-mate's finances were in a healthier condition than her own, but at least Natasha strove to keep it all in check; Sandy meanwhile took refuge in Sandy's World - an undoubtedly happy place where she could write her pretty songs and think her cosy thoughts unimpeded by anything as disturbing as a practicality. Time for a reality check. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Sandy!' she called, an edge to her voice. 'I need you down here now!' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Coming!' sounded the bright, bell-like response, and a moment later Sandy breezed cheerily into the living-room. 'What's up?' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Natasha's irritation melted at the sight of her young companion, kid-sister of her old school-friend. God, since Catherine had gone off to work abroad, Sandy - eight years her junior - had become like her own younger sister. How could she not feel protective towards the strikingly pretty, hopelessly naive twenty-year-old? She sighed inwardly and patted the seat next to her. 'Sit down Sandy. I'm afraid we need to talk money.'  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sandy's smile vanished as she joined Natasha at the table, her great, brown eyes registering sudden concern. 'Sunday's rent day!' she exclaimed softly. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Yes,' said Natasha grimly. 'Sunday's rent day. Sandy, we've had this conversation before.' She rested her hand on the girl's and pinned her meaningfully with her eyes. 'Now look - How much of yours can you come up with? Have you worked it out?' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Well I start my new waitressing job next week, but I won't get paid till the Thursday...' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'How much?' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'About half,' Sandy admitted lamely. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Half!' Natasha held both hands to the bridge of her nose for a moment, as she absorbed this news. 'That's half of LAST MONTH'S payment... Oh my God.' She felt her impatience rising again. 'How did it take you so long to find a cafe job? You've been out of work two months!' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'I was trying to focus on my song-writing,' said Sandy, her voice fading to an embarrassed whisper. 'I don't want to be singing other people's stuff forever. I'm sorry, I didn't mean this to happen...' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sandy and her song-writing, Sandy and her musical career. So she sang lead vocals with a cheesy covers band down Morrison's bar every Thursday... Alanis Morisette she was not. 'Sandy, I can't bail us out this time. You know the type of month I've had. I've lost days of work - I've been up all hours of the night trying to meet essay deadlines... The insurance for the car accident will take God knows how long to show up... I needed you to come through for me this time!'  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Her young friend looked crushed. 'But Alan'll be okay about it, he'll give us more time, won't he? I mean I explained to him about our situation...' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'You did what?' Natasha was horrified. 'When was this?' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'When he phoned earlier in the week. I told him we were both struggling, but we'd get it sorted out.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Sandy, what were you thinking of?' It was all Natasha could do not to shout. 'He's our landlord, for Christ's sake! Never tell him anything more than he needs to know!' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sandy's lip quivered, her standard, involuntary defence mechanism. 'But he's really nice. And he gave us more time when we got into trouble last year... I was just trying to help.' Her eyes began to well. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Natasha relented with a weary sigh and gave her friend a reassuring hug, before any sobs began. 'You don't know Alan as well as I do, you'll just have to trust me when I tell you that.' Typical Sandy. Any guy who was halfway polite in his attempts to get inside her knickers was 'really nice'. There were times the girl's naivety defied belief. Last year's holiday in Faliraki had caused Natasha to shake her head in wonder. She had watched Sandy skip about the beach - her rich, usually flowing chestnut hair tied up safely to keep it dry, 5'7&quot; of gorgeously soft curves, her remarkably high, natural D-cup breasts filling out her bikini top superbly. Waving to Natasha and beaming over fake Gucci sun-glasses, as she returned glistening from the sea - a sunny smile capping off a sunny disposition. Manifestly unaware that the male population of the beach was collectively salivating over her, regardless of wives and girlfriends. The girl was a marvel. Just the type to be taken in by Alan's easy charm. Some day Natasha would have to bite the bullet and let Sandy know what their landlord was really like. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The older girl felt a wave of resignation rippling over her. 'Leave it with me,' she said, patting Sandy's arm and drawing from her a grateful, dewy-eyed smile. 'I'll deal with Alan on Monday. I'm sure he'll be willing to come to some arrangement.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And she could imagine what sort. ************************************************** &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sandy had just showered and changed when Alan made his Monday evening rent call. She bounded to the front door in a clinging, pink wool sweater with a plunging V-neck that showed off her impressive cleavage to transfixing effect. Yes, she had noticed the effect on men if she showed off a little, more than Natasha gave her credit for; so if wearing a slinky sweater and tight jeans made their landlord better disposed to cutting them some slack over the rent, where was the harm in that? It certainly seemed to have the desired result when she swung open the door. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Smile!' Alan was cheerily raising a camera to his eye. Sandy laughed in surprise, so that the snap caught her sunniest expression. 'New camera,' explained her landlord, walking inside. 'Bought it on the way over. Just thought I'd christen it with a pretty girl.' Sandy giggled and blushed, unable to disguise the pleasure she took in his flattery. Alan could always make her react like that. 'How's the new job?' he asked, his eyes flicking discreetly over her and resting on her face. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'First day tomorrow,' she beamed hopefully, 'so I'll be able to sort you out with... you know, really soon.' She averted her eyes and changed the subject from their glaring backlog of rent. 'Natasha's upstairs, she'll be down in a few minutes. Cup of tea?' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He perched on a kitchen stool, while she clanked crockery about and fussed over him. At thirty-seven, Alan was ten years older than any guy Sandy had ever dated, indeed she never considered herself interested in substantially older men. But he had a confident charm about him and a playfully wicked streak of humour that she found disarming; the fact that he was tall, trimly built and rather Italian-looking did nothing to detract from the effect. Natasha could make whatever veiled comments she wanted about his character - Alan was always sweet to her, so if he ever asked her on a date, she would just have to allow him the benefit of the doubt. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'I was thinking,' her landlord mused. 'We don't know each other well enough, you and me. I should invite you and Natasha over some evening.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'I'd love that!' exclaimed Sandy happily, and she had a flash of her recurring fantasy, the one where Alan romantically seduced her over dinner served on a moonlit Tuscany veranda. 'It'd make things - well -' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Less professional, exactly,' Alan grinned warmly. 'Actually I'm thinking of having some people round end of next week. Maybe you could both join us. Don't say anything to Natasha yet, she's a bit prickly with me at the moment. I'll sort things out with her when she gets down.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Natasha found them chatting animatedly at the kitchen coffee bar over tea and Ã©clairs and cleared her throat to attract attention. She was at her most formidably beautiful, Sandy thought - permed hair raven-black, classical features made up to intimidatingly icy perfection, her green eyes staring fixedly at Alan. Her athletic figure was clad in black jeans and a cut-off black T-shirt exposing several inches of slim midriff, while her high-heeled boots pushed her to an imperious six feet. Sandy always admired the sexy confidence with which her friend met a challenge. 'My other favourite lodger,' Alan said with a grin. 'Looking good, Nat.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Sorry to break up the party,' Natasha responded, without cracking a smile. 'Sandy, could you pop upstairs? Alan and I need to talk.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;************************************************** &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Alone with Natasha the landlord adopted a brisker tone. 'You're effectively two months behind. Contract's broken and I've got to borrow money from elsewhere to cover the mortgage repayment on the property. Again.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Look, I've told you,' Natasha insisted calmly, 'it's been a bad couple of months, that's all. Sandy and I are getting things back on track.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Sorry, that's not good enough,' Alan said with an off-hand shrug. 'Too little, too late. Natasha, I'm a businessman.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Oh I know you are,' she said bitterly. 'So what are you saying, we're being kicked out?' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Well...' Alan appeared to be weighing something up. 'We could always revert to last year's solution.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Natasha sighed inwardly. She had been expecting as much. 'Okay Alan. You've obviously been leading up to this. Stop bullshitting me and cut to the chase. Where and when?' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Alan provided the salient details - time, location, dress code, number of guests expected, fee to be provided. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Natasha's face did not even flicker. 'Twice as many guys as last time,' she observed. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Twice as lucrative for you. I've got a number of other interested parties. So will you do it? You're so good.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She eyed him with measured contempt, but said, 'Yes, I'll be there.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'One more thing,' Alan said quickly, fixing her with a level stare. 'I want Sandy as well.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Natasha gazed back at him. 'Fuck off, Alan.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Oh now, don't be hasty...' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Don't even fucking think it,' Natasha snapped. 'I'll do whatever you want, but Sandy's a sweetheart, she's not getting caught up in any of your sordid games.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'But it's because she's so sweet that I want her there,' smiled Alan. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Get out.' Natasha's green eyes blazed. 'Get out of here, you cunt.'  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Ah, but it's my house,' said Alan, unperturbed, 'and not your home for much longer. I'd've thought you'd be more practical. According to young Sandy your various debts are putting your Degree course in jeopardy. Two years' studying and you're forced to give up all you've worked for and go find some dead-end shop job instead, because your credit bills are tripping you up. Sandy poured it all out to me on the phone last week. She's really worried about you. Says you'd be crushed if that happened and she'd feel responsible.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Bastard, thought Natasha, but for once she was unable to meet his eye. And trust Sandy to spill all the details. It was true - getting that qualification in Marketing would be her best chance to finally make something of herself, to undo her mistakes in work and relationships of the previous ten years. Then she could easily forge a career that would make her current debts look paltry - she did not doubt her own ability. All she had to do was regain a little breathing space, and Alan's offer would more than help her to do that. But to involve Sandy...  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A treacherous thought strayed across her mind. Wasn't it she who had bailed out Sandy last year, when she could ill afford to? Wasn't that how she had got caught up with Alan's little side business in the first place? And then she had done it all again, just to fund that holiday for them both, because she felt Sandy needed it. The girl bloody well owed her. But the thought was a guilty one and she dismissed it as soon as she had thought it. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'It's ridiculous at any rate,' she said matter-of-factly. 'She'd never do it.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Oh but you could talk her into it,' said Alan. 'It's so obvious how much she looks up to you... The girl practically worships you. You could bring her round and you know it. Especially when you tell her she'll earn as much as you.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Fucker,' said Natasha bitterly, staring at the floor. 'You're fucking unbelievable.'  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'I'll take that as a maybe.' Alan got up to leave. 'Let me know when you've decided, Nat. Say goodbye to Sandy from me.' And he was gone, leaving Natasha feeling vaguely ill. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;**************************************************  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'So that's it?' exclaimed Sandy in alarm. 'He's just going to chuck us out? It doesn't make sense! He was so nice to me when he arrived! How can he do this?' She slumped disconsolately into an armchair and stared into space. 'He didn't try to sort anything out?' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Nothing that deserves our attention,' Natasha said darkly. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'What do you mean?' Sandy stared at her friend inquiringly. 'What did he say? Tell me!' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'There's a lot about Alan you don't know,' replied Natasha. 'He's not just a property developer. There's another line of business he's aspiring to. He holds... parties.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Parties?' Sandy stared blankly. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Small intimate gatherings involving his close male friends. In fact he's holding one a week from Friday.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Yes, he said we were invited!' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Invited! He told you that?' The gall of the man, thought Natasha. 'Sandy, he wants us to WORK at the party. To - entertain his bachelor pals.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Entertain? What do you mean?' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Well I don't mean pass round the canapÃ©s.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sandy looked slightly dazed. 'You mean - he wants us to be...be...what... strippers?' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'And the rest,' said Natasha heavily. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sandy was aghast. 'He wants us to... He said that? I don't believe it! I... I... He always seemed so nice! How could he even suggest such a thing? How could he think that either of us would do that?' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;There was a dreadful, extending silence, as the two friends stared at each other. Natasha broke it with her confession. 'Because I've already done it.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This time Sandy's head swam. 'When?' she asked softly, after another protracted pause. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Last summer,' Natasha replied. 'The last time we hit a sticky patch.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The twenty-year-old still reeled with shock. She had always known she and Natasha lived very different lives and over the past eighteen months of flat-sharing had discovered how much so; but this had only ever inspired her admiration. She loved the older girl's brash confidence and the ballsy determination with which she pursued her goals. And Natasha's varied sexual past was something she marvelled at. On girls' nights in she would laugh in wide-eyed amazement, as her more worldly friend regaled her with colourful anecdotes of the raunchy ten years since her eighteenth birthday or with bizarre insights culled from her current job as a phone sex operator. But this new revelation was more than she could deal with. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Nat, how could you?' she gasped incredulously. 'You made yourself a... a...' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'A whore,' said Natasha quietly, but her cat-like eyes were glittering dangerously. 'Say what you mean, Sandy. And think what you like. But don't ever judge me.' The force of her words shut Sandy up completely. 'We needed money and I did what I had to, to bail us both out. And you didn't push to know where the cash came from then. Nor did you worry too much about how I funded our holiday in Faliraki.' Sandy's eyes widened. 'Yes, that's right - I went back to Alan and did another of his parties. Because I wanted to take you away somewhere when you were so upset after Tommy dumped you. Look Sandy, I could have gone on turning tricks to fund myself through university and beyond. It'd be easy for me. I do it very, very well, believe me - I could make a shitload of money that way. But I made a conscious decision not to go down that road. Now you can question my choices, but they were just that. Mine. So don't ever speak to me like that again.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sandy stared at her silently for a moment, then she moved across the room and flung her arms around her friend, starting to sob penitently. 'I'm sorry Nat, forgive me - I'd no idea!' She held her adoptive big sister in her embrace for a while, enjoying the sense of Natasha's forgiveness washing over her as the hug was returned. Then she curled up next to her on the sofa and asked, her voice tentative and serious, 'So - so what did you have to do? At the parties.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Use your imagination,' said Natasha, smiling wryly. 'There was me and a roomful of immensely horny, sexually demanding guys. Let's just say they'd all fully satisfied themselves by the end of the evening.'  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Poor you!' Sandy exclaimed, her face a picture of concern. 'It must have been awful!' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Oh I'm alright,' Natasha shrugged. 'It was two nights out of my life and here I am. No harm done.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Then Sandy remembered. 'And he really said he wanted both of us to do it this time round?' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Yes, he said both or neither. Of course I told him to go fuck himself. Told him there was no way you'd ever do it, whatever decisions I'd made in the past, so he could stop promising his wretched sums of money.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Why, how much did he offer?' Sandy asked, set to be unimpressed. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Fifteen hundred pounds,' was Natasha's casual response. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sandy's jaw dropped. 'Fif - He offered fifteen hundred pounds?' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Each.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'What? He's crazy! And he would really pay that much?' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'I've no doubt. Alan's good to his word where money's concerned. Payment in cash on the night. Not that it makes any difference this time round. Guess we'd better start looking for a different place. Smaller place. Rethink our situation.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Yes,' said Sandy, her voice faltering a little. 'God, Alan and his friends must really want us at that party. I suppose I just don't understand men...' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Natasha gazed down at her beautiful, dramatically curved young friend. 'Oh there's not so much to understand,' she said dryly. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;************************************************** &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sandy tried to work on a song lyric in her room that night, but her focus had been shattered. How could Alan - charming, handsome Alan - be so wicked? Fifteen hundred pounds each - three grand - that was a huge amount of money to pay out in one night. Enough to pay off the rental debt three times over! And to sort out some of Natasha's other cash problems. She'd be free to prepare for her exams without having to work the phone line so much. She wouldn't have to worry about dropping from her course any more! Sandy felt herself welling up every time she remembered Natasha's secret acts of generosity the previous summer. If only there were some way she could repay her friend... &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Her sleep was restless that night; she awoke several times, her whole body slick with sweat, unable to remember what precisely had caused her sense of panicked stickiness. She was distracted the whole of her first day at the cafe, dropping a tray in the kitchen and bringing on herself a reprimand. She found herself visualising what it might be like to surrender to a group of men the way poor Natasha had done, but as soon as she realised what she was doing, she swatted the thought away. Then she recalled a remarkable DVD her rock guitarist ex-boyfriend Tommy had shown her - Cumfest Initiates 7 - in which a series of porn starlets attempted individually to prove their abilities amongst a group of very excited males. Sandy reckoned she was able to keep a boyfriend happy, within reason; she had acquiesced to many of Tommy's suggestions and he had certainly seemed to like what she did. But she didn't think she could cope with some of the things those porn actresses were put through, with one man let alone a crowd of them! Okay, okay, that was just porno, guys acting up for the camera. It surely wouldn't be like that in real life. But whatever way you looked at it, the guy on girl ratio was still outrageous!  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If I'm going to help Nat though... She was taking the bus home when the thought occurred to her and there was a shock of electricity to her system the moment she realised what she was actually considering. But the idea did not go away and after another night and day of mental turmoil, her good-natured instincts slowly forged themselves into resolve. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;p&gt;Natasha was washing up after Tuesday evening's dinner, when Sandy made her announcement. 'I'm going to do it,' she stated simply and firmly. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Do what?' Natasha turned to look at her. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Alan's party,' she said, a tremor in her voice. 'I know you'd do it on your own if he'd let you, so I'm going to do it with you.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Natasha's face seemed to drain a little. 'Sandy, you know there's no way I'd ever ask you to do this. That's not why I brought it up.'  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'I know that,' Sandy replied quickly. 'But I've thought it over and it's the only way for us to keep this place - and - and sort out all our other problems as well. It's - It's like you said - One night out of our lives and everything's fixed.' Her words came in a rush. 'And before you say anything, I'm an adult as well and I can make my own decisions. And this one's made. I know you say I'm naive - well maybe I am - but you've done the parties before, so you can tell me what to do. You can help me prepare. Well?'  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;************************************************** &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Natasha should have argued. Talked Sandy out of it. Told her exactly what she could expect at an Alan Travers sex party. She knew the degree of excitement Sandy would inspire in him and his buddies. The games they would play with her, the erotic assault course over which she would be made to run. But Natasha had known what she was doing from the moment she passed on Alan's message; she knew how bare-facedly she had just lied to her friend. It had been obvious how Sandy would ultimately respond, motivated by a shrewdly-instilled sense of guilt. And now the girl was committed, without Natasha ever having prompted her. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sandy was upstairs listening to music, when Natasha made the call. 'Hello?' Alan's voice on the other end of the line made her flinch, but she went ahead. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'She'll do it.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Natasha.' There was smug delight in Alan's voice. 'I knew you wouldn't let me down.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'But I stay with her at all times and you keep away from her ass.' Conscience dictated she make the token effort to establish certain terms. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Now Natasha,' said Alan smoothly, 'you know for this money you can't make the rules. Sandy will come to no physical harm, as such. Other than that I promise nothing. Get her to my apartment Friday week, perfumed and pretty, and my friends and I will take it from there. Now can I count on you?' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Bastard,' muttered Natasha, her teeth gritted. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Can I count on you?' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Natasha closed her eyes, despising herself. 'Yes, you can count on me.' She clicked off her mobile, swallowed down the self-loathing that rose from her stomach, and went to tell Sandy the news.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;************************************************** &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Alan switched off his phone and allowed himself a satisfied grin. The conversation boded well for his forthcoming entertainment. After a moment's sweet, Sandy-related contemplation, he moved to his work table and briskly set about preparing the event. He sent a circulaire email to the main group of guests: &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Game on - Fri. 25th, 8.00pm, my place. Natasha &amp; Sandy both expected. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Then he phoned his friend Max, owner of a local, up-market escort agency, to ensure that back-up was on hand should the plan fall through. He very much hoped it would not. Finally he referred to a list of names he wanted for the party's closing phase. Yes, they'd provide a fitting conclusion - a final surprise for young Sandy, he thought, picking up the receiver.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It all dated from five years previously and involved a group of old university friends and their associates. Most had richly succeeded in their chosen professions and as their pay checks swelled, poorer members of the circle had dropped away, unable to cope with the upmarket restaurants and exclusive lap dancing clubs the group had come to frequent. Fuck those losers. Left remaining was a core of well-heeled hedonists, who combined resources to seek out and take their pleasures with unfettered amorality. It had begun with the twice-yearly hiring of some upmarket escort duo, paid to service all the guys at a private party. Yes, this remained an option, but it had proved better sport to seek out non-professionals to act as hostesses. A series of girlfriends, fuck-buddies and employees had been cajoled, bribed or blackmailed into running the gauntlet of the friends' functions.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Natasha had been the most memorable to date; she may have been compelled by financial necessity to hostess on those two evenings, but she had obviously deemed it most practicable to enter into the spirit of the occasions and had taken everything meted out to her with foul-mouthed sexual fervour. Her friend Sandy, however - now there was a different proposition entirely. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Alan had brought Sandy to his friends' attention several weeks previously. He had not mentioned his landlord/tenant relationship with the girl, simply inviting them for a drink at Morrison's one evening, when the twenty-year-old was singing with her covers band, Partnerz in Crime. All the usual suspects had been there. Gavin, senior executive at a thriving computer software company, who seduced junior female members of staff with promises of professional advancement, before corn-holing them unmercifully in his office after hours. Brothers Darren and Steve, who in fifteen years had scarcely had a girlfriend they didn't share. Kyle, Steve's Australian friend; successful owner of a chain of cafes and successful boner of most of the young women he employed to waitress there. And Ben - who with his wife now ran a lucrative swingers and singles club, which had served to supply a number of willing girls for Alan's functions. This group of six sexually voracious and moneyed guys had sat quietly round a corner table, watching Sandy cavort her way through Jamelia and Shania Twain numbers, delectable in jeans, bosom-hugging, black T-shirt and corduroy jacket.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It was inevitable that someone make the comment, and as it happened, it was Kyle. 'She would make one hell of a party girl.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sweet, young Sandy - innocently sexy, as clueless as she was lusciously fuckable. It was the challenge Alan had relished. 'Well mate,' he had responded, the thrill of the hunt sparking within him, 'I may just be able to deliver her.' It had been his mission ever since.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Now, it appeared, the bird was snared. All that was needed was to plan a perfect evening. 'Hello?' a male voice answered his call. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Ben? The party I mentioned for Saturday week, it's a goer. I've got Sandy.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Holy shit - good job,' his old College pal enthused. 'Got a photo?' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Took it myself a couple of days ago - I'll email it to you now and you can forward it to your guys.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Oh yes.' Ben was obviously grinning on the other end. 'My specialists. Trust me Alan, when they see young Sandy, they'll be booking their places.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Glad to hear it,' said Alan with a smile. 'Tell them to start saving. I don't mean cash...' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Oh they'll be well-supplied,' Ben assured him. 'I've seen these guys in action. It'll be quite something...' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;************************************************** &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sandy got on with her day job, sang her regular gig at Morrison's and tried not to dwell on the imminent party booking. When she found herself thinking about it, she quickly diverted her thoughts to the day after, when she would be fifteen hundred pounds better off - her debts paid, with money to spare. It was only at night that her vague imaginings took over, causing her to wake with a thumping heart, her cotton night-shirt glued sweatily to her curves and a tingling sensation between her legs. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Natasha left the subject alone, quietly brooding on what she was letting Sandy walk into. A deer into a lions' den, she thought, with yet another guilty pang. But she needed that money, they both did; so how could she paint a true picture of what her friend could expect, without having her back out? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sandy finally brought the subject up as they sat watching television, three nights before the party. 'So you going to prepare me for Friday night?' By the brittle tone of her voice it seemed she was steeling herself for what Natasha might have to say on the subject.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Much as she dreaded mention of the forthcoming boys' night, Natasha knew she owed Sandy what sisterly solidarity she could provide. 'Okay,' she said, switching off the television. 'For starters we can make a visit to Ann Summers tomorrow - use it as an excuse to pamper ourselves with a few sexy bits and pieces. Think of yourself as a lingerie model.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sandy gave a visible gulp, as the evening's likely details began to crowd in on her. 'So...how do we...start things off?' There was an audible tremor in her voice. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'We arrive at eight dressed to impress - then we chat to the guys for a while, let them get to know you - us - and then...' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Yes?' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Well you've done a sexy striptease for boyfriends in the past, haven't you?' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Yes, for Tommy, he used to really like that.' Sandy grew pale. 'But in front of all those guys...' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'It's not an evening where modesty has much place,' said Natasha archly. 'Don't worry - a little Dutch courage'll set the evening in motion. And after the striptease, trust me - things will take care of themselves.' Sandy looked like a scared rabbit. 'You're sure you're still up for this?' she asked it with the merest hint of condescension. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Her young friend bridled a little and found her courage again. 'I said I'd do it and I'm going to.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Natasha's fresh treachery burned within her, but she smiled at her friend warmly and laid a reassuring hand on her arm. 'Then we're in this together, aren't we? Two Musketeers. And don't forget, my room's been next to yours all these years. I know what you're capable of when you're all fired up with a boy. You're not the angel everyone thinks...' Sandy giggled a little in response. 'Don't worry, you'll be fine.' She embraced the younger girl reassuringly. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Christ, she thought, Alan and his mates will have her for a late breakfast... &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;************************************************** &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Friday 25th, 7.55pm. Alan's friends were gathered in the living space of his immaculately prepared apartment. The regulars were there, along with a selection of carefully selected guests. And Ben's 'specialists' were primed to arrive late in the evening, to provide that entertaining finale. There was a heightened sense of anticipation in the room; everyone was waiting for Sandy, the bubbly, beautiful pub singer, so delightfully different from the usual party hostesses. Alan himself was outwardly calm, but felt a deep-seated thrill of expectation. Natasha had called an hour earlier to confirm that they were on their way. Over the next few hours Alan would realise every Sandy-fantasy he had nurtured, since the day she and Natasha had signed the tenancy agreement, in finely tuned detail. Whatever the girl was imagining, she could have no idea what sexual roller coaster she was about to board. Alan idly stroked the stiff cock beneath his trousers and waited for the knock on the door.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;************************************************** &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Natasha's crisis of conscience came as she and Sandy made their way through the maze of corridors in Alan's apartment block, counting the numbers up to twenty-seven. They made a striking contrast. Natasha was all femme fatale in her contour-clinging, black cocktail dress, hold-up stockings and high heels, the effect made complete with aggressive eye-liner and mascara. Sandy's natural prettiness was enhanced by just a few touches of make-up, a gauzy, red blouse and matching skirt, that brushed her bare thighs, and red, strappy sandals. Both girls were fuelled by several vodkas and tonic and Sandy had adopted a quietly fierce determination, as if willing herself inside the apartment before she could think about the possibilities enough to chicken out. It was just as they were rounding the final corner that Natasha grabbed her friend's shoulder and pulled her back. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Look Sandy, we don't have to do this. We can always find some other way.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sandy looked discomfited by this sudden turn-around. 'But you know we need the money. Why are you saying this now?' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Because once we're inside, that's it. Alan and his friends will do whatever they want with us and we'll have no say in the matter. We don't get out until they're finished. You get me? You ready for that?' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sandy's eyes registered brief terror and with a surge of relief Natasha thought she was going to turn away. Then her girlish features hardened again. 'No, Nat... A promise is a promise. You've already done this to keep us going and now it's my turn. One night and we'll never be in debt again. Two Musketeers, right?' And before Natasha could respond, the younger woman rounded the corner, strode up to the door of the apartment and knocked loudly.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sandy's heart thudded in her chest, as she asked herself just what she had done. Natasha, she realised, had remained disconcertingly vague about her own experience of the parties. What precisely lay in store the other side of that door? All the erotic images that had crowded her mind a week ago, when she considered the nature of such an occasion, had been replaced by a numbed blankness.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The door opened and Alan stood there in a casual cream jacket and matching polo shirt, smiling in broad welcome. 'Sandy, Natasha - so glad you could both make it. Do come in.' He ushered them inside with polite enthusiasm. This time Sandy could not meet his eye. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Two years before she and her then boyfriend, a DJ called Phil, had locked themselves away for a weekend. They had licked whipped cream off each other, taken turns being strapped to the bed and teased, and had then laughed their way through a array of Karma Sutra-inspired acrobatics. She had even agreed, after persuasion, to swallow, when he came in her mouth. That evening was the wildest of her young life to date and had established an outer reference point for all her subsequent sexual experiences.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She walked into Alan's apartment and right off the map. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;**************************************************  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Alan's open-plan living area was brightly lit and sparsely furnished, offering no relief from the gang of males, who studied Natasha and Sandy with little disguise as to their intent. They sat round the chrome and glass dining table, lounged on the plush, black leather suite or sat on the polished wood floor, all swigging on bottled lagers. Sandy could count at least twelve men, in their twenties or thirties; they were undeniably better-looking, overall, than she had imagined. She was still aware of her racing heart, when Alan swept her and Natasha up in introductions, guiding the more experienced girl to the younger group round the table, while setting Sandy unnervingly down on the sofa, in the midst of his thirty-something friends. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;For once in her unassuming life she was pointedly aware of herself as the focus of male sexual attention. Not that Alan's buddies were openly crude; they engaged her in good-humoured conversation, that in any other circumstance would have put her totally at ease. The glass of white wine provided by Alan combined with her earlier drinks to calm her, so that she could smalltalk convincingly, and gradually she found herself relaxing into flirtatious chat with a number of the group. There were Darren and Steve, two stockily muscular, dark-haired brothers, whose verbal sparring made her giggle in spite of herself. Then there was Kyle, a tall, rugged Australian with fair hair, whose cheery, laid-back manner almost caused her to forget her reason for being there. Two other men completed the group. Ben was trimly built with close-cropped, receding hair; he sat back with an amused and confident air for the most part, chipping into the conversation only occasionally. But it was Gavin alone who truly unnerved her. Slightly older-looking than the others, his dark hair flecked with grey, he had nonetheless a swarthy, powerfully built appearance and a quality of brooding danger. He spoke scarcely a word, just sat back and eyed Sandy with controlled, predatory interest. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She was distracted from Gavin's disturbing attention by Alan, who broke into the group to make a further introduction. 'This is Ryan, my nephew,' he said of the rather diffident-looking young man accompanying him. As Sandy rose to shake hands with the newcomer, she felt a mortified flush across her whole body. Tall, blond, stubbled and leanly muscular, yet with a shy manner that undercut his good looks, she wished to God she was meeting him in some other circumstance. 'It was his birthday just last week,' Alan explained cheerfully, 'so I thought you and Natasha could pay him some special attention this evening. But look, I'll let you two get acquainted.'  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Left standing alone with Ryan, Sandy shifted uneasily from one foot to the other, aware of Alan's friends' proximity. Aware of her discomfort the young man drew her away from the group, searching for an opening line as he did so. 'So you and your friend are here to...' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Entertain,' replied Sandy, unable to meet his eye as she supplied the word.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;But he seemed almost as embarrassed as she did. 'You - do this sort of thing a lot?' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Oh no, no!' she said, startled. 'This is just a one-off. I'm a singer, normally. This is just a sort of - favour...' She cringed inwardly at how pathetic it sounded. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'It's okay,' said Ryan quickly. 'I feel a bit out of my depth as well.' She met his eyes and there seemed to be a spark of understanding between them. 'So what sort of stuff do you sing?' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;For some minutes it seemed like a regular meeting at a regular party. They chatted about music and films and work, and Ryan went so far as to suggest they meet for a drink the following week under more normal conditions. Sandy flushed. 'I don't know. I don't know what you'll think of me by then...' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She was interrupted by Natasha at her shoulder. 'Hi there babes, it's time.' It suddenly struck Sandy that the lights in the room had been subtly dimmed, and that seductive R 'n' B music was playing over the stereo system. She felt her heart jolt once more. 'And Alan says the birthday boy has to come with us.' Natasha had adopted a playful tone; she took Ryan by the hand, then she prompted Sandy to accompany them to the centre of the room, where a single chair had been placed. There she guided Ryan into the seat and drew Sandy close, whispering, 'Okay sweetheart, let's do what we planned. Give the boys what they're here for.' She planted a brief, sisterly kiss on the girl's cheek and eased her into a close-up slow dance. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Alan and his guests watched with predictable fascination, as the two girls' bodies undulated slowly together, hands on each others' hips, pelvises grinding in unison. Ryan, seated before them, was looking on with a dazed expression. His cock erected obviously and rapidly within his trousers, as he watched Natasha writhe her body sinuously up and down Sandy's, squashing their breasts together as she did so. The girls' tongues wrapped tantalisingly for a moment, then Natasha took her friend by the hand and led her towards Ryan, so that they were both swaying rhythmically either side of him. The cheering from the gathered males had already begun. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Natasha began to strip first, sliding the straps of her cocktail dress smoothly down her shoulders, then crossing her arms and drawing the top teasingly downwards, exposing her pale, beautiful, C-cup breasts. There were further whoops of appreciation from her audience. She brushed her hard, raspberry nipples fleetingly in Ryan's face, then turned about, reached down and drew the dress's skirt up over her gently curved ass, gathering the material round her trim waist. With a flourish she pulled the dress up over her head, shook her hair free and flung the garment across to the group with whom she had been socialising round the table, producing further ribald cheers. She continued to move to the music, clad only in heels, lacy, black stockings that gripped the curves of her long, graceful legs and a tiny, black thong. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;p&gt;She passed a significant look to Sandy, and the younger girl took her cue. Moving close in to Ryan, she commenced unbuttoning her blouse, with as provocative an air as she could summon. He stared amazed, as she gradually revealed her substantial, brassiere-enclosed bosom and allowed the blouse to slide gently from her slender arms. Then she unclasped and unzipped her skirt, letting it slither over her smoothly waxed legs to the floor. Stepping aside from it, she turned to dance for the rest of the guys, shaking out her rich, chestnut locks and twining her hands snake-like above her head, a sexual pout not quite masking her nervousness. Her close-cropped, lilac French knickers showed off the curves of her firmly plump ass, while the matching half-cup bra pushed her full breasts upwards and together, creating a fabulous cleavage. All those who had witnessed her in Morrison's bar shared a single thought: the pretty, young singer who had pranced innocently on stage that night, her body packaged discreetly away to be merely imagined at, was about to expose herself completely for the stimulation of their cocks. They would then get to do whatever the hell they liked with her. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;As Sandy continued to dance, Natasha moved up close behind her and ran her hands from the girl's thighs upwards over the magnificent curves of her torso, appearing to whisper in her ear as she did so. Natasha's palms briefly circled Sandy's breasts, before seizing on the tiny clasp between the cups of her bra. She unfastened it nimbly, but held the garment in place, eyeing the audience wickedly until they were all howling for her to continue. Then she tore the sections of the bra apart, causing Sandy's tits to spring forth pneumatically and bobble in front of everyone for their viewing delight. 'Fucking awesome!' Darren yelled, and the others howled their lusty agreement. Sandy, apparently spurred on by the response, jiggled her naked boobs in front of them, until Natasha whispered to her again and they both assumed a standing position in front of the transfixed Ryan. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Bending over, bottoms thrust into his face, they both grasped their panties and began to remove them tantalizingly slowly. The other men were both shouting encouragement and laughing at the look of boyish surprise on Ryan's face. The twenty-three-year-old gazed on, face and prick rigid, as a pair of stunning women peeled their underwear away from their firm, round asses and naked, waxed cunts inches from his nose. They both shimmied their thighs so that their lacy knickers dropped to the floor, then kicking their feet free, they turned and lifted Ryan from his seat, his stout erection straining against the front of his trousers. Natasha in her stockings and high heels, Sandy only in her strappy, black shoes and a fine, gold waistlet that was slung round her hips - they were an awe- and bone-inspiring picture of female nudity.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Alan says the birthday boy gets some private time before anyone else!' shouted Natasha smilingly to the rowdy males, who roared their approval. They would have all night to play with the girls; let the younger guy have his moment. They continued to cheer, as Ryan was led away like an obedient dog to one of the other rooms, between the two lusciously bare females. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;************************************************** &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sandy was consumed with relief, as she and Natasha led Ryan into Alan's guest bedroom, her friend shutting the door behind them and closing out the noise; the striptease had demanded ten times' the nerve of any singing performance she had ever delivered. There was a tinge of triumph that it had been, from the cheers, such a resounding success, but she was deeply glad to be away, if only temporarily, from those leering eyes. Ryan here was a very different prospect - a boy not much older than she was, both shy and very obviously aroused. There was an undeniable pleasure in conducting a near-private seduction. Only Natasha's virtually nude presence made it feel weird, but following their joint strip-show in front of a crowd, this was the easy part. Sandy wrapped her naked limbs around the young man, allowing the private, minx-like part of her nature to surface. She kissed him long and tenderly, stroking his face, while her friend embraced him from behind, delving her tongue into his ear. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Come on birthday boy, you just relax and enjoy,' Natasha was saying, as she started to tug his shirt out of his trousers. Sandy responded by unbuttoning the shirt, her pussy moistening slightly at the sight of his well-developed, lightly-haired chest. She flickered her tongue over his nipples, drawing from him a sharp intake of breath. As her experienced roommate slid the shirt from his broad shoulders, she smiled at him sweetly, before sinking to her knees and setting about the fastenings of his trousers. She could feel his thick rigidity as she undid his flies and tugged the trousers away from his hips with sudden anticipation. The bulge in his cotton shorts was impressive and she ran her fingertips lightly over it, her breath catching in her throat. If only they'd been dating several weeks and she'd had this moment alone with him...had time and privacy to tease his cock the way she'd have liked to... But no place for that sort of thinking. She peeled the shorts down and his sturdy, seven-inch member sprang forward, batting her softly on the lips. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Oh sweetheart,' she cooed in a sort of sad ecstasy, 'you're beautiful.' Then she enclosed the head of his cock between her full lips and began to suck. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Natasha was standing behind Ryan, skimming her hands over his chest and stomach, then back, round the curve of his buttocks, occasionally sliding delicate fingers to the tender area between his ass cleft and his balls. Her sharp nipples pressed against his shoulder blades and she began to mouth soft obscenities in his ear. 'Your cock feel good right now in her mouth? Yeah? Wait till later when it's shoved up my ass. That's right - your dick, my tight asshole, later tonight - that a date?' Ryan's whole body was taut with excitement; he moaned in the affirmative. But Natasha was simply commencing her campaign to draw fire away from her friend. Her voice in Ryan's ear suddenly hardened. 'Just be nice to Sandy, okay? She's a sweet girl and she shouldn't be here, so if you've got any kinky fucking to do, you can take it out on my rear entry, okay?' Caught between bliss and surprise, he grunted another agreement. Natasha tugged on his earlobe teasingly, then slid her contours down his till she joined Sandy on her knees. Moving around, she eased the younger girl's face away from the hard, saliva-moistened shaft and said, 'Good start, babes, let me take over.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sandy felt an unexpected flicker of jealousy, as she passed cock-sucking duties over to her friend, even though she knew Natasha would take proceedings to a place she tended not to go. To compensate, she pulled Ryan down on to the bed, so her friend had to shuffle forward to continue applying suction on his rod. She gave him a long, searching French kiss, then thrust her plump tits in his face, saying, 'Come on baby, want to suck on my boobs?' He complied as if he were starving, attaching himself to her erect left nipple and drawing it hard into his mouth, as Natasha went to work seriously on his shaft, swallowing up most of his length and kneading his tight bollocks. He moved to Sandy's other breast, grabbing as much of its fullness as he could and ravenously sucking in the large nipple, causing her to gasp in sudden excitement. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The excess of female attention quickly overwhelmed him and his body began to spasm, his features twisting into a look of aching pleasure. 'Oh God, Sandy, I'm going to come,' he groaned, passing beyond all control. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'It's okay baby, just come in her mouth, she likes that,' said Sandy, with just a touch of malice. Then she guided his face tenderly back to the abundance of her bosom, as he writhed and peaked. He clung desperately to Sandy and her breasts muffled his scream, as he pumped his semen extravagantly into Natasha's accepting mouth, feeling her lips and tongue wrapping tight around him until the final drops of his load were squeezed out. Sandy cradled him serenely as his body went limp, then Natasha climbed up beside them, swallowing the last of his cum with apparent enjoyment. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Lip-smackin' good,' she quipped, and Sandy scowled at her. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Can we have a moment?' the youngster mouthed to her friend. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Good God, thought Natasha, turning away slightly. She wants to have a tender interlude on an evening like this. Only Sandy... Why did I ever bring her here?  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sandy was brushing the hair back from Ryan's now peaceful face, gazing at him sappily. 'So is that date still on?' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He was about to answer, when there was a cough from the doorway. Alan had eased open the door to listen, it seemed, and as they all looked up he was already gliding smoothly and fully clothed into the room. 'Well it sounded like that birthday present went down very well,' he grinned. 'I think you'll be out of the running for a while, Ryan, which means it's time for the ladies to accompany me.'  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sandy was painfully aware of her nakedness once more. Gone was the temptress of moments before; she was her naÃ¯ve, reluctant self again and she wanted instinctively to try and cover her breasts and pussy. Instead she let Alan take her by the hand and raise her from the bed. A tight-lipped Natasha allowed herself to be led in the same way, and flanking their host, the two nude girls left the guest room, leaving the post-coital Ryan recovering on the bed.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The living-room had emptied somewhat, Alan's friends having vanished. This left only the younger group round the table, the one with which Natasha had earlier been conversing. The boys broke away from their conversation to focus intently on their beautiful companions for the evening. Sandy felt six pairs of eyes patrolling her curves and felt taken advantage of before a finger had even touched her. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Okay,' said Alan at his most businesslike. 'Natasha, I want you to get things moving in here. Sandy, you come with me.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sandy broke away with a start, aware of her exposed breasts bouncing before her landlord-turned-pimp. 'Natasha?' she called out imploringly. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Natasha turned her back and ass to the table of onlookers and hissed angrily in Alan's ear. 'Sandy was to stay with me at all times. That's what I told you on the phone.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'And I promised nothing, as you well know,' he replied swiftly and coolly. 'Now if you girls don't want a sharp drop in salary, let's just follow my rules and get on with the evening.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Natasha glowered at him, as Sandy stood squirming self-consciously under the lecherous scrutiny of the tableful of males. The older girl knew there was no way right now of helping her friend, not if she wanted to secure that cash. 'Sandy,' she said, walking over and taking the girl by the shoulders, 'I need you to go with Alan. Think of what we're earning and it'll all be over soon, okay? I won't be far away and I'll see you shortly. Go on now, there's a sweetheart.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sandy stood despondently for a moment, then bit her lip and nodded dutifully. 'Okay.' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Right then Sandy, let's go party with the other guys,' Alan said with a wide grin. 'Natasha, do what you do best.' He whisked his stunning young conquest away and the mob observed her quivering, round ass as she retreated from the room. Then they turned their attention to the remaining girl. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Natasha swallowed both her anger at Alan and her guilt at having abandoned her friend to she knew exactly what fate. Poor Sandy would just have to deal with it for now. She gathered herself and swivelled about on her heels, wearing a knowing smile for her randy audience. 'Okay boys,' she said, moving with feline grace towards the table. 'You going to show me those cocks or what?' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;************************************************** &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sandy was guided from the living area down a short, dimly-lit passage, until Alan motioned her to stop outside a door. She looked to him for further instruction. He responded by shoving her up against the door and kissing her hard. The painted surface felt cold against her compressed ass cheeks, but Alan's hands and mouth on her were warm, his after-shave sharp in her nose, while his tongue wrestled its way insistently into her mouth. She gave way on pure instinct, having fantasized about him for months, her mouth and tongue responding to his. His body was crushing her, she could feel the arrogant hardness of his prick through the layers of his clothes. Then he broke away as quickly as he had set on her and his eyes nailed her with a look that demanded she pay attention. His hands slid from her waist and grabbed her rear, so that her naked sex pressed wetly up against the swell of his dick, surely staining his trousers.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Okay Sandy.' His voice was slightly breathy, but controlled. 'You're earning a lot of money tonight, enough to make things very comfortable for you and Natasha. You keep that thought in your head, right?' She nodded dumbly. His right hands slid round her front and his fingers parted her labia, the middle one deftly seeking out her clitoris. She gave a breathy squeak, as he gently stimulated her fleshy little button, causing her whole pussy to moisten. 'Getting nice and wet,' he said approvingly, continuing his inspection. 'You'll be needing that. Now, if you want all that money, no deductions, just remember one thing. You're here to please me and my guests. So you do what I say and you do what they say. No questions, no hesitations. You just...' - he slipped his finger inside her, making her gasp - '...do it. Clear on that?' Another mute nod. He wiped off the finger on her left buttock and reached into the pocket of his jacket, producing a hip flask. 'Take a shot of this.' She hesitated and he thrust it into her grip. 'Take it, sweetheart. Trust me, you'll need it.' She swigged compliantly and winced at the whiskey's sourness in her throat. 'That's enough, I want you fully aware of everything that's happening to you.' He took it back and replaced it in his jacket. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Now let's get you ready.' From another pocket he drew a black silk scarf, which he drew up to her eyes. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She took on a trapped look. 'What... What are you doing?'  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He put an admonishing finger to her lips. 'Now that's just what I don't want. You make any more objections, you start losing money. Put on the blindfold, go into the room with me and take everything you're given like a good girl. Understand?' &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Yes,' Sandy responded meekly, before silently allowing Alan to fasten the scarf around her eyes. She heard him push open the door, then he backed her into the room, shutting the door behind him. He guided her further in reverse and let her go, abandoning her in darkness. An oppressive silence closed in on her as she stood, stripped and temporarily blinded. She could only guess at who else was in the room with them and sensed herself being scrutinized by numerous pairs of eyes. Her whole body started to tremble and her fingers fluttered protectively around her crotch.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Alan?' she called out shakily. 'What's happening?' She was sure she heard the faintest breath of male laughter from somewhere in the room. 'Tell me what's going on!'  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Rub your tits. Push them together.' It was Alan's voice softly commanding her from the dark. She froze momentarily before the command was repeated with an edge. 'Rub your tits. Let's see it.' She began to massage her breasts in slow circles, knowing beyond all doubt that she was performing before a fascinated audience. 'That's right, squeeze them, push them together. Keep it going.' His voice was quietly insistent, almost hypnotic. 'Now, wet your nipples. Wet your nipples. Do it.' She licked the fingers of both hands and rotated them round her large araeola, coating them with spit. 'Good, pinch them now, get them hard.' Obediently she tugged on herself, waggling her breasts a little to appease the disembodied voice. 'That's good, improvise... That's nice. Let's see you lick your nipples. Come on, you can do it, with those big, juicy tits of yours. Lick them.' His enjoyment was more obvious now. She pushed up each breast in turn and writhed her tongue downwards, so that she could tease her nipples to full hardness. Hardness - somewhere beneath the fear and confusion, what - was she actually aroused? And how were her unseen watchers responding to her display? She thought she knew. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Okay, let's get this on camera.' Sandy felt a new rush horror as she heard the click and buzz of a photograph being taken, but scarcely missed a beat. So her shame was to be captured in snapshots. What could she do? What had she ever expected? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Right now, finger your pussy.' This time she balked at the intimacy of the command. 'You heard me. Stick your fingers in your snatch. Do it.' The words brooked no refusal. She grabbed between her legs and began to touch herself. She was startled by the degree of wetness she found there. 'Good, you know what to do. Frig your clit. Work it the way you like. Spit on your fingers if you need to. Let's see what you do when you're alone in your room at night.' Click. She could hear the camera catch the moment once again. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The sensation of her own fingers, combined with the sense of blindfolded disorientation, was too much for Sandy. Her knees buckled and she stumbled forward. Stumbled into someone. A hard-muscled, apparently naked male body blocked her fall. Then a pair of strong hands seized her by the arms and pushed her back. She struggled for balance and as she did so, her hands swept against more bare male chests on either side of her. And there was someone behind as well. She gasped sharply as she sensed the circle of men closing in. Were they all completely nude? The question was answered as soon as her mind had uttered it, by the feeling of what could only be erect cocks brushing against her ass and thighs. She started, but there was nowhere left to back away to. The full measure of what was to happen finally dawned on her. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Then the hands started to explore. Large, male hands stroked her hair and brushed her arms and stomach. She felt someone trace the curve of her spine with the flat of his hand. Another man was kneeling down in front of her and sliding his hands up her legs, his breath hot and close on her pussy. Her breasts were cupped and played with from either side, her nipples gently pinched, then the guy behind her began to slide his hands over the contours of her ass.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The molesters of her body became more adventurous now. Her clitoris was teased by someone's rotating finger reaching downwards, while from below another explorer was pushing two digits upwards to probe into her vagina. Her breathing became ragged and she could feel the blood pulsing fast in her temples. She was astonished to feel the hands on her bum prise her cheeks apart, so that a finger could make its way into her anus. She emitted a shocked little yelp in response. Two mouths locked on her breasts and tongued her nipples back to erection. Another tongue thrust between her legs and began to lick her pussy frantically, producing from her a series of involuntary moans and gasps. Her mind had not even begun to adjust to the heat radiating from her loins, when a fourth tongue replaced the finger in her ass, creating a bizarre, unbearably intimate feeling, unique in her experience, as it burrowed fleshily into the shallows of her rectum. She gave a short squeal, then felt her body succumb to the men's combined assault on her most intimate regions. But for the support of all those hands she would have given way and slumped to the floor. The rush came on her suddenly, commencing between her legs and spreading throughout her in a full-body orgasmic scream. Her darkness erupted into a blaze of light; she could feel herself shuddering crazily out of control and hear her own plaintive, climactic wail filling the room. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then the wave subsided and she lay in the arms of her seducers like a rag doll, her head lolling. The licking, sucking mouths relented and whoever had been tonguing her asshole rose and caught her limp form under the arms. She had a brief sense of some muscular male frame easily accepting her weight and, more alarmingly, of a remarkably thick, hard pole slapping up against her bum cheeks. Then she was lowered to her knees, aftershocks still rippling through her body.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Alan's voice returned, distant as before, as if he were on the outside, monitoring proceedings. There was a note of amusement in his instruction this time round. 'Okay Sandy, you're going to play Find the Cocks. All you have to do is reach out in front of you.' Her mind fighting its way back to a degree of clarity, she groped blindly before her and was dubiously rewarded, as her hands discovered the ends of two rigid, male sexes. 'Go on, take them in your hands, you know what to do.' Sandy's instinct was to draw back, but instead she ran her hands the length of the two shafts to see what she was dealing with. Both men had enough to be proud of. Her former boyfriend Tommy had taught her how to manipulate his erect dick, so she commenced rotating her palms around the bulging heads, alternating this with occasional pumping motions rights down the solid shafts to the balls and back. 'That's a good girl, wank those cocks, make the guys feel good. That's what you're here for.' She became aware of shallow panting from both subjects of her masturbatory efforts and, assured that she was working effectively, began to speed up the rhythm.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Then a third cock head bumped against her slightly parted lips. 'Come on angel, you know what to do.' An Australian accent this time - Kyle, the once amiable, now openly horny owner of the cock. She took the warm head inside her mouth and started sucking, once more trying to focus on the technique her ex-boyfriend had taught her. She curled her tongue caressingly around the head and flicked the underside of the glans lightly and rapidly. Kyle responded by applying a gentle thrusting motion, sliding several inches of hard dick back and forth over her flicking tongue.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'That's real nice, sweetheart, keep that going,' he drawled in pleasure. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sandy tried hard to concentrate on working the men with mouth and fists - she knew what was expected - but her head swam with astonishment at the reality of her situation. Her sexual experience to date seemed truly tame; monogamous, not so much as a threesome, a bit of mildly naughty experimentation in the bedroom and the shower. Now she was naked and blindfold, connected to a trio of excited cocks with more in supply, the focus of a roomful of male lust. And yes, the camera sound was repeating at intervals in the background. She couldn't even call out to Natasha in the other room, her mouth stuffed as it was with the Australian's steadily pumping meat. Her choice had been made and now she would deal with the consequences. All of them. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The guys suddenly withdrew from her and seemed to exchange places. Her hands were taken and wrapped around two shafts - the same or different she could hardly tell - while another cock was shoved into her mouth. This time was rougher; she felt her hair grabbed from the back and her head was jolted repeatedly forward, forcing the thick pole deep into her mouth, so that its end impacted with the back of her throat. She started to choke and gurgle, and her user withdrew for a moment, causing gouts of saliva to spill down her chin; she could feel thick strings of spit dangling between the end of his cock and her lips. Then as soon as she recovered, he re-entered and harshly fucked her mouth once more. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She was losing her grip on the other two dicks, when she heard Alan's voice from across the room once more. 'Concentrate, Sandy. Keep wanking those cocks. Relax your throat and learn how to deal with it. There's going to be a lot more of this, so you'd better get used to it now.' He made no idle promise. The assault on her throat continued and she gagged and drooled her way through it, retaining her hold on the other erections as she did so, till she was able to better co-ordinate her movements. There were more changes - a range of male organs, differing slightly in texture, shape and taste, all hard and leaking salty pre-cum. Sometimes they were gentle, allowing her to use her tongue; more often they took her roughly, spearing down her throat. Three men or four, she was not entirely sure, using her in her vulnerability until her jaw and arms ached.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It was over suddenly, without the climaxes she had been expecting. The cocks withdrew and the burly male, who had eased her to the floor earlier, hoisted her up like a puppet, swung her about and deposited her in sitting position on what felt to be a bed. Then he slid his hand under the blindfold at the back and tore it from her eyes.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Gavin stood before her naked, the same steely arrogance in his face as earlier. In early middle-age he was still flat-stomached and powerfully muscular, the impressive iron of his torso and upper arms capable of manipulating her soft, girlish body any way he liked. But it was his groin that transfixed her - the colossal nine-inch phallus rearing up like a tree-trunk from his massive, red balls. His formidable, angry prick swayed before her eye-line as if homing in on her. Behind him, Alan's other close friends - Kyle, Ben and brothers Darren and Steve - stood equally naked, looking down at her and massaging their own erections, the ones that had so recently supplied her mouth. Alan himself stood off to one side - she could see him in the periphery of her vision - nude as well now and operating the same camera that had snapped her smiling face the previous week, to capture every step of her exploitation.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;But with all that Gavin's cock still had the most of her attention. 'Touch it,' he ordered her, taking charge of proceedings, and he thrust it within inches of her face. 'It's going to be fucking your cunt very soon, so get acquainted.' Sandy quailed visibly for an instant, then she tentatively reached out her hand to touch the almighty pillar of hard flesh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; ]]></description>
	<pubDate>Fri, 26 Feb 2010 11:01:45 UTC</pubDate>
	<dc:creator>Jaymal</dc:creator>
	<category>Reluctance Stories</category>
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	<description><![CDATA[ So many things were going through Olivia's young mind as she rode in the back of the van. Though she was uncomfortable from the cuffs and leg irons digging into her lovely olive skin, this was barely a distraction as she replayed the recent events of her life over and over in her head. It was dark in the back of the transport van, and the 20-minute ride gave her plenty of time to think. How could she have not known her boyfriend Kenny was dealing drugs? He seemed like a nice guy and always bought her nice things. How could he have set her up to take the fall? He had told her he loved her and they would always be together. What was life going to be like in her new home? She heard so many stories. Were all those dykey girls going to be staring at her pretty young body? God, the thought of it made her cringe... &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She can still hear the judgeâ€™s words, &quot;90 days in the woman's unit at the county jail&quot;. She can still hear her lawyer telling her what a great plea bargain deal he got her. Great deal for whom, she thought, him? He gets paid and gets to go home to his wife. I'm the one going to jail.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;After what seemed like an eternity, the van finally arrived at the main prison entrance. The driver said something into the radio and Olivia could hear the main gate squeal loudly as it slowly rolled open. Once inside the walls the van slowly drove down the long road to the intake building. As it rolled past the streetlights, each shone its light beam in through the small window on the side of the van, lighting up Olivia's blank expression with a slow motion strobe effect. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes the van stopped at the loading dock. A few more minutes and Olivia could hear voices on the other side of the van door. The door opened quickly and Olivia could see two female guards. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Step out of the van please.&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Olivia got up and slowly walked to the back of the van, the chains from the leg irons clanging in rhythm with every step she took. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Watch your step.&quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The two armed officers slowly escorted Olivia past the loading dock to a door. When they arrived at the door, one of the officers spoke into the intercom. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œOne prisoner from central holding.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A loud buzzing sound signaled the unlocking of the door and Olivia was led in. She was escorted to a small, hard, wooden bench and told to sit. One of the guards took out a key and released the handcuffs from one of her wrists. She then took the freed cuff and locked Olivia to a large metal hook on the bench. Next, she bent down and released the leg irons from both ankles and tossed them in a heap against the wall. The guard then went over to a desk where a large female officer sat and handed her an envelope containing Oliviaâ€™s jewelry and personal property. After a few moments of small talk, the two guards that brought Olivia in left. As they passed by Olivia one of them spoke, â€œSomeone will be with you in a few minutes.â€ Then they walked back out the door. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Gee, someone will be with me in a few minutes, Olivia muttered to herself. Well, they can take their sweet time. Iâ€™m in no hurry. She looked over at the officer sitting at the desk. She was a large, black woman about 30. She did not look up and did not seem in any hurry. At no time did she even acknowledge Oliviaâ€™s presence. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Olivia looked around the jail. It was cold sitting on the bench. Olivia had goose bumps and the small hairs on the back of her neck were standing up. She was not shivering, but she was cold. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The gray painted cinder block walls did nothing to give the place a feeling of warmth. There were girls' names etched into the walls everywhere. In some cases a heart would surround two girlsâ€™ names. Olivia stared at the wall where â€˜Lisa loves Pamâ€™ was prominently etched in bold letters and let out a small chuckle. â€˜That could never be me,â€™ she thought. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;After a half-hour or so, the large black officer finally got up. She walked over to Olivia and stood directly in front of her. She was a large, imposing figure with a look of authority. She held some papers in her hand, which she kept looking at. After a moment she asked, â€œYour name?â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œOlivia Diazâ€ was the reply. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œYour age? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œ19.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œSocial security number?â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œ178-88-4953â€ was Oliviaâ€™s quiet reply. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The officer then pulled out a key and unlocked Oliviaâ€™s handcuffs. â€œFollow meâ€ she said. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Olivia followed the officer to a small room down the hall that contained a desk with a computer and not much else. The officer reached into a closet and pulled out a plastic storage bin. She then removed a paper form from the top desk drawer and began filling it out. As she did she handed the plastic bin to Olivia. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œRemove all your clothing and place it in the bin, including your underwear. I see you have a shirt, pants, bra, panties, two socks and a pair of sneakers. I also need you to sign this property receipt.â€  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œCanâ€™t I keep my underwear?â€ asked Olivia. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œNo. You canâ€™t have anything you can hide things in.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;As soon as she handed Olivia the property receipt, the officer reached in the bottom drawer and removed a pair of latex gloves from a large box. She put the gloves on. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œI need you to turn around and face the wall.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;As Olivia turned and faced the wall, she could feel the officerâ€™s fingers probing her ears, bending each one back slowly. She then lifted up Oliviaâ€™s long black hair and ran her fingers slowly through it in a deliberate methodical kind of way. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œYou have anything on your person you should not have?â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œNo,â€ said Olivia; â€œI was searched just before I entered the court house.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œI have to do it again. Procedure, you know.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Olivia could feel that the officer let go of her hair as it fell back onto her neck and shoulders. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œBend over for me.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€˜Oh God,â€™ thought Olivia. Olivia could feel the officerâ€™s gloved hands gently spreading her butt cheeks. She could feel her fingers probe her butt hole. Her fingers started to work their way down. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œBend over a little farther for me. Touch your toes.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Olivia could feel the officerâ€™s fingers make their way down to her womanhood. Suddenly she felt a finger being inserted slowly into her and she let out a muffled moan. This was so degrading, she kept thinking. She tried not to think about it but the officerâ€™s slow movements actually felt good. After a moment she removed her hand. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œTurn around for me.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Olivia did as told. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œOpen your mouth, wide.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;As Olivia opened her mouth, the officer pulled out a small flashlight from her pocket and started examining her mouth. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œLift your tongue.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Again Olivia did as told. As the officer turned off the light and put it back in her pocket, Olivia breathed a sigh of relief. The officer walked over to a small cart and came back with a one-piece orange jump suit. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œPut this on. This is what you will be wearing for the remainder of your stay. The snaps go in the front.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Olivia put on the jumpsuit as the officer watched intently. As she put it on she noticed only two of the four snaps actually worked. She could see in a nearby mirror that her breasts were clearly visible from the sides and if she leaned over, the top portion of her neatly trimmed pubic hair was exposed. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œDo you have another jumpsuit? This one is missing snaps. Please.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œNo,â€ said the officer. â€œIt is the only one in your size.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Olivia was frantic. â€˜Oh my God,â€™ she thought. â€˜This is a nightmare. Someone please get me out of here. Please.â€™ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The officer led Olivia out of the room and down the hall to a holding cell. There was another inmate in the cell, also in an orange suit. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œWait here till we have your cell ready,â€ the officer said. â€œIt should be soon.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The officer closed the door with a sharp clang. Olivia tried not to stare at the other inmate. She was a large woman with close-cropped hair and faded monochrome tattoos. Olivia could make out the name Wendy tattooed on the girlâ€™s forearm. Oh My God, she thought. I would hate to be her cellmate. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œHi, Iâ€™m Andy,â€ said the other girl. â€œWhat you in for?â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œPossession,â€ quipped Olivia. â€œMy boyfriend set me up.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œSounds like a boyfriend you donâ€™t need. Ever been with another girl before?â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œNo, and I donâ€™t intend to,â€ said Olivia sharply. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œDonâ€™t worry. You will. Youâ€™ll be Gay for the Stay, just like all the rest. Youâ€™ll see.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Gay for the stay. Those words cut through Oliviaâ€™s mind like a hot knife through butter. There was no way Olivia would ever let that happen. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œAndrea Jackson?â€ a guard asked at the cell door. â€œCome with me.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Andy was led out. Olivia was hoping she could get her cell soon so she could lie down in peace and collect her thoughts. She was cold, she felt naked and she was scared. About 20 minutes later another guard appeared at the door. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œOlivia Diaz. Come with me.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Olivia was led down the hall to her awaiting cell. There were a few hoots and whistles from some of the girls in the cells as Olivia passed by. They finally arrived at the cell. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œ24 North,â€ shouted the guard. â€œOpen.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The door opened with a loud buzz. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œWelcome to your new home.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Olivia didnâ€™t say a word as she walked into the cell. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œYou get the top bunk,â€ a voice said from below. Olivia could not see the face at first, but the voice sounded familiar. It was Andy. Oh my God. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œHey, look who it is. Weâ€™re going to have a real good time, you and me.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Olivia climbed up to the top bunk and lied down. She was tired. It was a long day. In a little while she was asleep. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sometime later Olivia awoke to find a hand on her thigh. It was Andy. &lt;br /&gt;â€œWhatâ€™s up precious?â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œPlease donâ€™t touch me. Please. Iâ€™ll scream.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œI wouldnâ€™t do that if I were you,â€ with that, Andy put her hand over Oliviaâ€™s mouth and began climbing up the bed and into the bunk. She got next to Olivia in the bed, keeping her hand over her mouth the whole time. There was barely room for the two of them in the small bunk. The big woman had her leg between Oliviaâ€™s legs, her thigh firmly pressing Oliviaâ€™s thigh and moving her leg up and down along Oliviaâ€™s legs. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œFeels good, donâ€™t it?â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Andy began to feel Oliviaâ€™s breasts with her free hand. At first she gently caressed them and then she firmly squeezed her left breast. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œOh, these are nice,â€ Andy said, â€œI can see we are going to have a good time you and me.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Andy gave Oliviaâ€™s left nipple a soft kiss. With that she released her breast and stopped stroking her leg. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œIâ€™m going to release your mouth and if you say a word your ass is mine.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Olivia was paralyzed with fear as the girl took her hand away. Olivia just lied there shaking as the other girl got down. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;There was no other incident the rest of the night. Still, Olivia had a hard time sleeping. The other girls in the cellblock made noise all night, hollering and talking trash. The hard mat was so uncomfortable. Of course it was cold. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The next morning started with breakfast. The whole cellblock ate at the same time. Olivia quickly got her food and found a seat. She felt the whole room was staring at her. She hoped she could eat quickly and keep a low profile. Her hopes were dashed when she looked up and saw Andy approaching. Andy put her tray down in front of the seat right next to hers and walked up behind Olivia. Olivia began to get nervous in anticipation of what might happen next. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œHey all, I want to introduce you to my new celly, Olivia.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œShe looks fine. Iâ€™ll give you a carton of smokes for her!â€ one of the inmates shouted across the room. There was laughter from other inmates. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œNo, sheâ€™s a keeper. All mine.â€ With that, Andy started to run her fingers through Oliviaâ€™s long black hair. She then started caressing her neck and ran her hand up and down her cheek. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œKeep your hands off me!â€ screamed Olivia. With that, Olivia picked up her orange juice and threw it in Andyâ€™s face. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œBitch!â€ shouted Andy as she slapped Olivia hard across the face, knocking her onto the floor. Andy got on top of her and the two started going at it. Oliviaâ€™s nipples could be seen plainly exposed by her ill-fitting jumpsuit as the two rolled on the floor. Other inmates gathered around and started cheering. It was instant mayhem as the two girls went at it like animals. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The ensuing struggle brought almost immediate attention from the guards. In moments two correction officers were standing over the sweaty girls breaking them apart. One of them lifted Olivia up off the ground by her shoulders. Andy got up. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œAlright, what happened here?â€ shouted the guard. â€œHey Andy, welcome back!â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œYea, glad to be here, Pam,â€ said Andy. It was clear they knew each other. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œWhat you in for this time?â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œPicked up on an old warrant. Bullshit,â€ answered Andy. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œI have to take yous and write yous up you know.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œThat ainâ€™t fair, she started it!â€ said Olivia. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œDonâ€™t matter. There is no fighting.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Pam led the two down the hall to a small office. She seated them and proceeded to fill out some paperwork. After about ten minutes she handed a paper to Andy and told her she could go back to her cell. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œWe all taken care of?â€ Andy asked. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œYea, we good,â€ Pam said, â€œYou can still get shit?â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œHell yea!â€ quipped Andy. It was clear these two knew each other and there was something going on other than a normal inmate guard relationship. â€œI got peoples coming next week. Iâ€™ll see what I can do.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œDonâ€™t forget me,â€ said Pam, â€œYou go. I want to have a talk with the new girl.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œOK. Iâ€™ll get back at you next week.â€ With that Andy left the room. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Andyâ€™s exit left Olivia alone with Pam. Pam smiled up at her with a sinister looking grin and then walked around to the front of the desk. She sat down on the edge of the desk and stared at Olivia with that grin on her face. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œI have to write you up for fighting, you know,â€ Pam said. â€œThat is a whole â€˜nother charge. Could keep you here another six months, maybe longer.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œPlease, no, please!â€ pleaded Olivia. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œI have no choice. Sorry.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œPlease, please. Iâ€™ll do anything! Please!â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œHmm. That is what I wanted to hear.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;With that Pam removed her nightstick from its holster and started to slowly rub her own crotch with it. Slowly, up and down she rubbed the front of her pants between her own legs. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She then took the nightstick and in one sharp, quick upward motion undid the two snaps holding closed Oliviaâ€™s jumpsuit. Oliviaâ€™s breathing became so heavy you could hear every breath. Pam started to tease Olivia with the nightstick. First she started stroking her cheek with it, then on down to her breasts. Pam got off the desk and walked around behind Oliviaâ€™s chair. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œGet up,â€ she said as she hoisted Olivia out of her chair. As Olivia got up her jumpsuit fell to her ankles. She was standing in front of Pam stark naked her beautiful olive skin in full view. It was a feast for Pamâ€™s eyes. Pam took the nightstick and dragged it up and down Oliviaâ€™s butt crack. She then walked around in front of Olivia and stuck it hard right between Oliviaâ€™s legs. Olivia closed her eyes as she let out a sharp moan. The nightstick was cold against her clit. Pam started to slide the nightstick up and down against Oliviaâ€™s neatly trimmed bush. Pam could hear Oliviaâ€™s faint moans and sighs with every stroke. Pam again walked around behind Olivia. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œBend over, bitch!â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œOh please, no!â€ Olivia pleaded. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œItâ€™s this or six months more. Your choice.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Olivia slowly bent forward. She again felt the nightstick against her butt this time edging slowly against the resistance of her butt hole. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œLean against the desk with your arms wide,â€ Pam insisted. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Olivia did as told. She could feel Pam back the stick off her butt, but instead Pam started to ease it into Oliviaâ€™s tight pussy. Olivia started to moan as Pam slowly started to ease the cold nightstick in and out. First it was just an inch or two, then farther and farther. The stick was cold and its large diameter was more than Olivia was used to. Pam kept at it, each time pushing the stick up further and further into Oliviaâ€™s tight, moist cunt. Pam started to push it in and out faster and faster as Olivia felt Pamâ€™s fingerâ€™s from her other hand reaching between her legs and finding her clit. As degrading as this was it was starting to feel really good to Olivia and in minutes she started to moan deeply and could feel an orgasm coming on. Within moments Olivia was spread out on the desk, writhing in delight, the nightstick humping her tight pussy like a dog. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Pam slowed her movements down as Olivia came back down from her climax. Pam quickly jerked the stick out of Oliviaâ€™s pussy and thrust it into Oliviaâ€™s butt in a quick motion that caused Olivia to scream. Once again Pam started pumping the nightstick. Her thrusts became quicker and quicker and Oliviaâ€™s moans became louder and louder. Once again the girl became overcome with pleasure, wetting the desk with her cum and wetting Pamâ€™s hand. The inside of Oliviaâ€™s thighs glistened with her juices and her back was shiny with her sweat. Pam pulled out the stick quickly once again and placed it down on the desk next to Oliviaâ€™s face. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œPut your jumpsuit on and get out of here,â€ Pam said. â€œIf you tell anyone, youâ€™re a dead girl.â€  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;As Olivia started to walk out, Pam suddenly jumped up and stood in front of her. â€œYou know what?â€ Pam said coyly, â€œI donâ€™t think Iâ€™m done with you. Down on your knees Bitch!â€ Pam was shouting at this point. â€œOn your fucking knees, Bitch!â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;With that, Pam took the nightstick and put it between her thighs up by her crotch. The stick was angled up at about 45 degrees, like an erect penis. &lt;br /&gt;â€œI want you to suck me off! And make sure I cum.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Olivia hesitated. Pam grabbed the girl by her hair and held her head inches from the stick. â€œAre we going to do this the hard way? I can shove it through your teeth!â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Olivia opened her mouth and slowly placed her lips on the hard stick. She could see streaks of shininess from where the stick had just come out of her own ass. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œCome on Bitch, make me cum!â€ She began to move Oliviaâ€™s head up and down by tugging at her hair. Her movements became more and more violent with every thrust. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œCome on Bitch!â€ she was shouting once again, â€œCome on Bitch! I said make me cum!â€ &lt;br /&gt;Pam was aggressively moving Oliviaâ€™s head up and down on the stick. You could hear Oliviaâ€™s mouth making slobbering sounds as the saliva ran down the stick. Pam kept shouting, &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œCome on Bitch! Make me cum!â€ as she just kept getting more and more violent. She was wildly moving Oliviaâ€™s head up and down on the nightstick as Oliviaâ€™s drool ran down the stick and started to puddle forming a wet stain on Pamâ€™s pants. Finally, after about five minutes Pam stopped. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œI guess it ainâ€™t gonna cum. I bet itâ€™s the hardest dick you ever had!â€ She was still shouting. â€œSnap up your suit and get the fuck out of here.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Olivia ran out the door as fast as she could before Pam could change her mind. Once around the corner she stopped and leaned against the wall in an effort to catch her breath. She was panting from excitement. She couldnâ€™t talk, just pant. A few minutes later she walked back to her cell. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Upon being buzzed into her cell, Olivia immediately climbed up to her top bunk and lied down. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The ordeal she just went through took a lot out of her. She was hungry, tired and felt the need to take a shower badly. She asked Andy when lunch was, and was told she had just missed it. She also asked about taking a shower and was told shower privileges were at two. That was about an hour away. She had time to rest and try to calm her mind. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Two oâ€™clock finally arrived and the inmates would be allowed to move about the jail, within limits of course. Inmates could watch TV in the dayroom, play basketball in the gym, use the phones or take showers. Olivia really looked forward to the shower. She got a clean towel and facecloth from the trustee for her cellblock and headed down to the shower room. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When she arrived at the shower room Olivia was pleased to see it was not crowded so there would be no wait. Olivia undid the snaps on her jumpsuit and let it drop to the floor. She picked it up and placed it on a hook on the wall. She made a mental note to try to get another clean jumpsuit as soon as possible. Hopefully one with all the snaps in the front. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Olivia got in the shower and turned it on. The water was a bit cold but boy did it sure feel refreshing. She stood there for a couple of minutes and let the water just run over her body, the drops running off her long black hair and down her back. Oh, did it feel good. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes of this Olivia grabbed the soap from the rack and began to soap up her body. First her arms, then her legs and on up. As she stood there soaping herself up, with her eyes closed and her face pointed up towards the oncoming stream of water, Olivia suddenly felt a hand on her butt. She turned around to see Andy and two other girls, all completely naked. She was so engrossed in the shower she did not notice them enter the room. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œLooks like you need some help soaping up,â€ said Andy, â€œWeâ€™re here to help.â€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Andy bent down and took her bar of soap and started soaping up Oliviaâ€™s legs one at a time with long firm strokes while her two friends each held Olivia by the arms. Andy started to kiss and nibble at Oliviaâ€™s lovely firm ass which was right in front of her face. She then slipped her tongue between her butt cheeks and darted it in and out while going up and down her butt. She continued moving the soap upward from her legs and started to soap up Oliviaâ€™s ass with firm massage like motions. She made sure to carefully soap up her asshole and as the running water ran down Oliviaâ€™s butt crack, Andy would flick her butt hole with her tongue and re-apply the soap. In the meantime, the other two girls were nibbling at Oliviaâ€™s ears and soaping up her upper body paying special attention to her breasts and hardening nipples. Olivia was covered with quite a bit of soap at this point. The girls turned her around and Andy judiciously soaped up her soft bush. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œI could use a good cleansing brush,â€ she joked as she rubbed her face against Oliviaâ€™s soaped up mound. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œLooks like itâ€™s time to rinse her off,â€ Andy said and with that the girls each grabbed Olivia under the arms and Andy grabbed her by the butt and they hoisted her up with her legs in the air with her soapy mound nearly eye level directly under the stream of cool water. Olivia shut her eyes and let out a moan as the cool water hit her clit. Andy moved her right hand up to Oliviaâ€™s pussy and slowly inserted first one, then two and finally three fingers, vigorously working the girl into a frenzy. The water was rushing over her body and with her butt aimed high in the air the soapy water was rolling down past her rounded breasts and streaming down her long black hair. With her head tilted back her hair nearly touched the floor as the soapy water dripped off it forming a slippery puddle on the tile floor. The girls continued to soap and fondle each other in the shower for some time enjoying the feeling of the water rushing over their bodies. After it was over they took turns toweling each other off accompanied by lots of giggling and caressing. After a bit of playful towel snapping and long kisses they helped each other get dressed and headed off to the dayroom. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Later that day at dinnertime Olivia and Andy sat next to each other. Andy would sometimes reach over and caress Oliviaâ€™s leg or arm. If she was bothered by it, she certainly didnâ€™t show it. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Olivia ended up getting released after serving half her time. She did the remaining time on probation. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When it was time for Olivia to leave, Andy handed Olivia her phone number on a slip of paper. â€œI should be out of here in a couple more months,â€ she said. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Olivia took the paper and thought, â€˜The nerve of her, I have a boyfriend.â€™ Olivia thought about her recent past and what Kenny had done. She stuck the piece of paper in her pocket. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;April, 2009. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; ]]></description>
	<pubDate>Sun, 20 Dec 2009 09:13:31 UTC</pubDate>
	<dc:creator>Exakta66</dc:creator>
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	<title>Jenny - Babysitters Wet dream</title>
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	<description><![CDATA[ This is a story of fiction. I neither condone nor encourage behaviors expressed in these writings. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Hereâ€™s my first problem. I am 29 years old and I have always known I liked young girls. But not too young, old enough to be developed but young enough to not be legal and therefore seen as taboo. I have suppressed these feelings as much as I can but sometimes feelings leak out, and when the leak starts its not long until the dam bursts, and when that happens you have a whole lotta problems. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My second problem caused my leak, and subsequently my dam bursting. This problem was Jenny. &lt;br /&gt;Jenny moved in next door to me. I live with my wife and we have 2 young boys. Itâ€™s a nice neighborhood, the neighbors are friendly and there are things like book clubs and church fetes regularly. There was a reason I chose this neighborhood though. There were no young girls in it. They had all grown up and moved away from home or they were newborn and totally not my type.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;      My wife has no idea how I feel about pubescent teenagers. So when I told her I chose this area because of how good it would be for the boys to grow up in, she believed me. &lt;br /&gt;One morning the neighbors who lived on our right were just gone, they had packed up their things in the night and just left. This was very strange for such a nice neighborhood but we thought nothing of it. A month later the house had a SOLD sign on the lawn. We all thought it would be great to have some new neighbors and just carried on with our normal business.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The moving truck arrived a week later, I watched in anticipation as the furniture was unloaded and taken into the house, they appeared to be a young couple, and maybe setting up home in a new neighborhood so they could start a family. All very nice and lovely. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What I didnâ€™t count on is that they had a daughter. Her name is Jenny. Sheâ€™s 15 years old and she made my heart skip a beat when I first saw her. She is about 5,4 with blonde hair and blue eyes. She has the cutest butt ever, all round and small and she has a wiggle that makes me think she already knows men look at her. Her breasts are just forming, they arenâ€™t huge but sufficient. She wears a training bra and the cutest little outfits that show off her developing womanly curves. I can see that she dresses to impress, and she impressed upon me I can tell you. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I didnâ€™t see much of Jenny over the next couple of weeks while they were setting up their house, but we made friends with her parents who were very nice people. My wife and I had them over for drinks in the evening and we all chatted about the normal things that parents talk about. Boring stuff in other words. Work, shopping, books...yada yada yada. Eventually the topic of children came up, and we told them about our sons and they talked about Jenny. It turns out that I was right in thinking they were a young couple, far too young to have a child of 15. It turns out that she was adopted because her biological mother had left her at 9 years old with her sister and her then boyfriend. They had become the lovely neighbors next door to us. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;They told me and my wife that they had not had a night out in 6 years as they had to make sure that Jenny was looked after and not getting into any kind of trouble. My wife did the polite thing and offered to look after Jenny one night so they could go out and have a date night. I obviously thought this was a fantastic idea. I hid my enthusiasm very well. I could tell that this offer struck a chord with her adopted parents.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Over the next month I kept catching tantalizing glimpses of Jenny, she was delectable and I often locked myself in the bathroom and imagined cumming inside of her young sexy body. I had to bite down on my lip to stop myself from crying out in ecstasy as I imagined cumming over her tits and watching her look up at me with a smile on her face and a sexy giggle. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Eventually the offer of babysitting came back to us. They told us that it was their 3 year wedding anniversary next Saturday night and they wanted to go out for a meal and then to a hotel. I knew that my wife would be out of town that weekend with the kids because it was her Mums birthday. (Her Mum didnâ€™t like me, she thought I was a pervert. If only she knew) Knowing she was out of town didnâ€™t stop me from agreeing that I would go into their house and keep an eye on Jenny for them, so that she didnâ€™t get into any trouble. I felt my cock filling with blood at the concept of being around Jenny all night, so close that I could smell her. Taste her. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I went to work that week with a spring in my step. Maybe I should tell you what I do for a living. I work with elderly people in a care home. I feed them, bathe them and administer their medication. Iâ€™m not sure when exactly the idea came into my head, but it made me so excited I nearly cum in my pants there. What if I was to steal some strong sleeping pills from work and slip them to Jenny in her glass of milk before bed? This thought excited me so much I went and had a wank in the toilets again. Bashing myself so hard and fast that I thought I was going to explode. And man did I. I cum so hard that it shot out of my hard cock and splashed against the door of the stall I was in. I knew I just had to do it. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Soon the babysitting gig came around. I went over and was introduced to Jenny informally and she smiled at me politely and then went up to her bedroom. Her parents handed her over to me and then they left to go to the restaurant. I was so nervous my legs were shaking. I kept myself busy by sitting and watching the game and having a few beers to gain the courage. Then it got to 9:30 and Jenny finally surfaced. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;â€œHey kid, dya like football?â€ I said to her as she came and sat down on the chair opposite me. &lt;br /&gt;â€œNah not really. I just wanted to come down and ask if I could have a glass of milkâ€ She smiled at me and my heart quickened, and because my heart quickened my cock got hard faster, I crossed my legs so she couldnâ€™t see and nodded in approval of her glass of milk idea. &lt;br /&gt;â€œIâ€™ve just got to go brush my teeth. Would you pour it out for me and leave it on the side?â€ She asked getting up and starting towards the bathroom. &lt;br /&gt;â€œSure I will kidâ€ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She wrinkled her nose at me and told me not to call her kid, sheâ€™s a woman now. This got my cock harder and harder until it was almost too hard to keep it in my trousers. It hurt like a bitch. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She went to the bathroom and I could finally get up and go make her a glass of milk. I rearranged myself so my cock was down my trouser leg and not so painful or noticeable. First of all I took 2 of the sleeping pills out that I had stolen. I crushed them with a spoon and then poured the powder into her glass and then poured milk on top of it. I mixed it with the spoon after so she couldnâ€™t see that I had put anything into it. Then giving the glass one final longing look I went back into the living room and sat down with my beer and continued watching the football. &lt;br /&gt;I waited in anticipation for 10 minutes before she resurfaced again. She ignored me and went straight to the kitchen to get her glass of milk. I watched in the TVâ€™s reflection as she picked it up and took a deep swig of it. My cock pumped harder. She walked into the lounge and gave me a big milky smile that made my heart thump again. She said goodnight and then went upstairs. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;10 minutes later I got up from my chair and slowly noiselessly made my way upstairs to her bedroom. She still slept with a light on so I could see her sleeping body outlined under her thin sheets. Her glass of milk hadnâ€™t even been finished, but she had drunk about 3 quarters of it. I walked into her room silently and stood beside the bed looking into her beautiful sleeping face. She breathed deeply, proving that she was sound asleep. But to make sure I called her name softly, then a little bit louder until finally I was shaking her roughly and shouting her name at the top of my voice. Nothing. Good. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I pulled her covers down first off all, teasing myself with the anticipation, unveiling her body slowly. She wore a tiny vest top, covering her lovely breasts, and riding up over her flat smooth stomach, showing her belly button. She also wore a pair of small pink shorts that made her look so sexy I could have ripped them off right there and then. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I reached out and lifted her vest top up slightly, still cautious so as not to wake the drugged sleeping sex goddess. Her nipple popped out from under her top, all pink and hard. Her breast was smooth and bigger than I remembered. Maybe they had grown. I took a handful of each of them and caressed them. Making her grunt softly in her drugged sleep. I finally slid my hand slowly down her flat sexy stomach to her little shorts. I gripped the waist band and slid them down her slender legs until her full young pussy was released. It was a magnificent sight. She was amazing. I could barely contain myself. I slipped my trousers down and took my raging hard on into hand. I pumped it slowly at first, taking in the entirety of her sleeping body and getting quicker until I felt my balls contracting and filling my cock with cum. I released it and thick streams of cum flew out onto her stomach, covering her in my hot sticky man juice. And still she slept on. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I stood there breathing heavily. I knew tonight was going to be fun. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I looked at her flat stomach moving with her breathing, covered in my hot cum. I was so turned on I didnâ€™t even go soft. I just stayed rock hard throughout. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I looked down at her pussy lips and knew that I had to get my cock in there now. If I didnâ€™t then I would go insane with passion and lust. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I pushed her onto her back, her drugged form still sleeping deeply. I opened her legs wide and positioned myself between them. My cock sticking straight towards her hot young pussy. Begging to be let in. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I inched closer, watching her face all the while, making sure she was deep under before I did what I was going to do. I inched closer to her until I felt my thick hard cock pressed against the opening to her pussy. I pushed and let out a sigh of lust as I felt my head pop inside of her. I slowly pushed deeper until I reached some resistance. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I was expecting this and pulled back slightly and then forced my way through as quick as I could. She cried out in pain in her sleep which made me freeze for a second, my rock hard cock still inside of her. But luckily the pills were still working and she settled back into sleep. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Soon it became easier, her pussy lubricated from her own cum which made me even harder thinking that I was turning this 13 year old on. I pumped in and out of her quicker and quicker, burying my thick hard shaft deep inside of her, my balls were slapping against her ass, and in her sleep she cried out in orgasmic pleasure until finally I felt her shuddering underneath me. I gave myself a congratulatory pat on the back as I realized I had just given her her first orgasm. Her titties were bouncing with my thrusting, and I watched them hungrily, forcing my cock deeper and deeper until my full 7 inches were inside this little teen. I felt my balls contracting and I realized I was going to cum....I pushed into her a couple more times and then forced myself as deep inside of her as I could possibly go.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I released my cum into her tight little pussy, filling her up with my man seed.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;               I stayed there for about 20 minutes, slowly losing my erection. I loved the feel of her velvety pussy clutching my cock like it never wanted to give it up. Eventually I pulled out and my cum came pouring out with it, it run down her pussy and made a pool on the bed beneath her. This turned me on again and my cock got hard one more time. I moved around to the side of the bed and took myself into hand and started fisting my cock again. I stared at her sleeping face and noticed her mouth was slightly open. This got me wondering if she had ever given a blow job. I figured if she was going to lose her virginity tonight she might as well lose her mouth virginity too. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;              I knelt onto the bed beside her and pushed my cock towards her mouth. I pushed it to her lips and felt the fantastic sensation as she licked the end of it in an unconscious reaction. I pushed it into her mouth, it slowly opened up as I forced my hard cock into it, until I could feel her sensuous tongue against my rock hard cock. I pushed it deeper until I heard her gag in her sleep, I pushed it deep again and she gagged another time. I loved the sound so I carried on pushing it as deep as I could, listening to this 13 year old sex toy gagging on my rock hard cock. It turned me on so much knowing that she wouldnâ€™t know that she had done all these amazing things. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;             I felt my balls boiling again not long after this, watching my cock from the outside making her throat bulge and look deformed was so sexy I just couldnâ€™t hold my cum in any longer. I burst again inside of her mouth, making her gag another time. Feeling my cock pump liquid sex into her mouth. I loved the feeling and watching her choking in her sleep, she swallowed as an automatic reaction to the overload of liquid in her mouth and I almost cum again just watching. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;               I eventually knew that my fun was over and I had to clean her up before she woke up. I cleaned her pussy with some tissue paper from the bathroom and mopped the cum up off of her chest. There was little I could do about the cum left in her mouth but hoped sheâ€™d assume it was morning breath or something when she woke up. &lt;br /&gt;                I looked at her one more time after I had cleaned her up and knew that I would have these images in my head forever more. I would always remember this night. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;                Little did I know that I would have a more physical memory of tonight than I imagined. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;                A few months later I saw her coming out of her house in her school uniform, which still never failed to give me wood. And I noticed something. Her stomach was swollen. I stared at her in lust as I realized what must have happened that night. Over the months I watched her stomach growing and growing until she looked like she was pregnant with quintuplets. On the 15th March this year she gave birth. Not only 2 1 baby, but to twins. She named them Cody and Coral. And she called them her little miracles. If only she knew. &lt;br /&gt; ]]></description>
	<pubDate>Fri, 18 Dec 2009 16:21:15 UTC</pubDate>
	<dc:creator>Wolfsbane20</dc:creator>
	<category>Reluctance Stories</category>
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	<title>Bret, the modern-day tarzan 2</title>
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	<description><![CDATA[ &lt;p&gt;I took all my clothes off and jumped on the bed. I fingered myself, and played with myself, but not to the point of a climax. As soon as i heard the garage open around 9:30 I put on my silk robe, ran downstairs and pretended to be heating up our dinner. Bret had other things in mind. &amp;quot;Hi how was...&amp;quot; Bret grabbed me and put a finger to my lips. He turned off the stove. &amp;quot;Arianna, you are such a slut. You made me wait ALL day for this!&amp;quot; and with that he whipped his clothes off down to his shorts and he pulled off my robe. As if he couldn't wait he dove down and began to bite my nipples fiercely. I gasped for breath. He scooped me up and carried me to our outdoor pool. He sat in the pool and grabbed me and placed me on top. &amp;quot;I'm sorry Bret. You've been a bad boy lately. I had to punish you somehow.&amp;quot; I said with an innocent look on my face. &amp;quot;Well now i'm gonna punsih you for being a naughty bitch.&amp;quot; He slapped me across the face, hard and i began to bounce on his cock. 'UGH. You bitch. Harder. It's not good enough.&amp;quot; He slapped me even harder. I tried to go faster but it was hard in the water. &amp;quot;You naughty little slut you can't even do it right.&amp;quot; he said. &amp;quot;Well then show me, master.&amp;quot; He picked me up and threw me on our couch, inside. He began to slam his dick into me so hard, that i could feel it in my stomach. &amp;quot;Mmmm, take it you dirty slut. Lemme fuck you in the ass.&amp;quot; I got down on all fours and he slammed into me harder. &amp;quot;OH! Baby dont do it so hard!&amp;quot; It hurt so bad but he continued to bang into me. I just bit my lip and took it. Then i found myself moaning and pinching my nipples. It began to feel good. &amp;quot;Oh baby sit down. It's time for dessert.&amp;quot; He sat on the couch and i got ontop again. I jumped up and down faster and faster until he slammed his head into my chest and with a loud &amp;quot;AGH!&amp;quot; his cum gushed into my pussy. They kept gushing and gushing and gushing. &amp;quot;Mmm, master. I see you are satisfied.&amp;quot; he smiled up at me and said &amp;quot;Not until i get to taste my wife's lasagna!&amp;quot; and so we went to eat the lasagna. &amp;quot;Doesn't this taste weird to you?&amp;quot; he stared at me with a mouth full of lasgna and said &amp;quot;no..why?&amp;quot; i shook my head. After eating lasagna, we took a shower and went to sleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This story is done but a sequel is coming called&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'Interrupted&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt; ]]></description>
	<pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 21:44:19 UTC</pubDate>
	<dc:creator>marriedslut51</dc:creator>
	<category>Reluctance Stories</category>
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	<title>Hot oldie!</title>
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	<description><![CDATA[ &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial black,avant garde&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;I just got home from work,tired,hot,and horny,so I figured I'd shower,then jack off,nothing new. My wife and kids were out for a few hours,so after my shower,I got things ready for my beat off session. Vaseline,towel,found good porno site on internet,and I was ready. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial Black&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;After 22yrs of marriage,my sex life consisted of an occassional blowjob,handjob,and rarely,actual intercourse. My wife is still attractive,just not into sex much anymore,compared to me. I HAVE to get off at least 3 times a week,or I go crazy. She doesn't care that I beat off to porn,takes the pressure off her. At 48,I'm still attractive,6'2&amp;quot;,185lbs,average build,but my best feature is my 7&amp;quot;inch cock that I love. Just feeling it in my hands as I beat off feels so good,and sometimes when I cum,I'm able to shoot it in my mouth..what a turn on for me!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial Black&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;As I started stroking my cock,and watching it grow,the&amp;nbsp; porno had an older lady getting her nice,little assed fucked. I love anal sex,and it was such a turn on. My cock was hard,and it felt so good in between my hands,as I imagined it was me fucking that nice butthole,when the phone rang. I thought..shit!!..my wifes coming home early,but to my surprise,it was my older neighbor lady(Mrs. Marcis)&amp;nbsp;from down the street.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial Black&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Now Mrs. Marcis is 67 yrs old,stands 5'1&amp;quot;,110lbs,short,brown hair,still very pretty,has a nice body,and a great ass. Its&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;nice, and little,tight butt cheeks,and when she walks, it turns me on . She has been widowed for 5 yrs now,and her kids are grown and live elsewhere. I have always helped her when she needed something,and we would casually flirt,and talk about sex sometimes. If she only knew that I wanted to fuck her and that great ass of hers!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial Black&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;I answered the phone:&amp;quot;Yes beautiful,what can I do for you today?&amp;quot;She laughed and said:&amp;quot;Oh stop,your always so nice to me,and I'm not that good looking anymore,getting old you know!&amp;quot; I said:&amp;quot;Well I think your hot,and if I wasn't married.....thats another story.&amp;quot; She then said:&amp;quot;Are you busy right now?&amp;quot;,If she only knew I was stroking my cock faster now,just thinking of her. I said:&amp;quot;Well,I won't be in just a few more minutes,I'm kinda relaxing at the moment,trying to get some relief,cause the wife and kids are gone&amp;quot;She then asked:&amp;quot;What kind of relief are you talking about...the fun kind?&amp;quot; I then said:&amp;quot;Well,to be very honest with you,I'm sitting here stroking my cock,and since I'm talking to you,its getting harder,cause I'm thinking about what it would be like to have sex with you,and especially fuck that great,little ass of yours!&amp;quot; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial Black&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;After a few moments of silence she answered:&amp;quot;I just have to tell you....I've thought many times of having sex with you too. You know its been 5 yrs since I've been fucked,and to be honest..I've never had anal sex before. My husband thought it was gross,but I always wanted to try,and there has been many times that I've masturbated,just thinking of what your cock would feel like in my mouth,and pussy.&amp;quot; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial Black&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Now, I've never cheated on my wife,but I need more sex,and here was my chance. I then asked her:&amp;quot;Well,I'm all alone,and I'll keep my cock hard for you,would you like to come over and fuck me?&amp;quot; She answered:&amp;quot;Are you sure??&amp;quot; I said:&amp;quot;Yes, I want to fuck you so bad,and I'm tired of jacking off as much as I do.&amp;quot; I then said:&amp;quot;Please wear that white halter top you have,no bra, so I can see those nice titties you have,and wear that really,short mini-skirt you have,so you can bend over in front of me,and show me that ass I want to fuck,okay?&amp;quot; She said:&amp;quot;I'm getting wet...I've been rubbing my pussy hard for you....don't come yet,wait till I get there.&amp;quot; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial Black&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;I couldn't believe I was doing this,but at this point,I didn't care. I want some hot sex,and I was about to get it!. She arrived in about 2 minutes,and when she stepped out of her truck,I about exploded! She was wearing what I told her,and as she leaned back in to get her purse out,that mini-skirt rose up,and there it was! That ass I've dreamed about! It looked so good,and my cock was rock hard. I opened the door for her,said :&amp;quot;Hello hot stuff&amp;quot;,as my cock was sticking straight out,since I was naked,&amp;quot;I'm so horny for you!&amp;quot; I closed the door,she looked at me and said:&amp;quot;I've been waiting for this for a long time,and as she kissed me long and deep,she grabbed my cock and started stroking it,and&amp;nbsp;said:&amp;quot;Just tell me what you want me to do,and I'll do it!&amp;quot; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial Black&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;I then told her:&amp;quot;Let me suck on those tits,you stroke my cock,and then I'm going to eat that sweet pusy!&amp;quot; As I sucked on those hard nipples,she made my cock feel good,in her small hands. She began to moan,and said:&amp;quot; My pussy is so wet....&amp;quot;I layed her down on the floor,and attacked that SHAVED!! pussy. It was perfect! So sweet,tight lips,and smelled so good. In seconds, she began to fuck my face with her hot pussy. Screaming:&amp;quot;YES....YES..EAT MY PUSSY.......PLEASE..oh my god,it feels so good!&amp;quot; In just a few more seconds,she yelled:&amp;quot;Coming......coming....I'm coming baby....as I licked and sucked like a wild man. She blew her pussy juice everywhere!! Shaking,and quivering,she looked at me and said:&amp;quot;Oh my god,that was great! Its been a long time since I came that hard...your wonderful!!&amp;quot; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial Black&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;I stood up,my cock rock hard again,and said:&amp;quot;Okay,my turn.&amp;quot; She said:&amp;quot;Yes...whatever you want.&amp;quot; I told her to suck me,she couldn't get my cock in her mouth fast enough.In minutes,she was deep throating me like I've never had done to me before. It felt great,and she looked so hot sucking my cock. I grabbed her head,and began fucking that hot mouth,unreal!&amp;nbsp; I then pulled out of her and said:&amp;quot;I'm going to fuck your pussy,you know that,but I just got to fuck your tight butthole right now,okay?&amp;quot; She answered:&amp;quot;Yes...yes...fuck my ass baby!&amp;quot; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial Black&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;She turned over on all fours,stuck that ass up in the air,and said:&amp;quot;Put it in,please fuck my ass!&amp;quot; She was still so wet,so as I slowly eased my cock up to that love hole,I said:&amp;quot;I've been wanting this for years...now here it comes!!&amp;quot; Oh my! It was like a teen virgin hole! I could barely get it in. She screamed:&amp;quot;Fuck me!!Fuck my Ass!! I started to go faster and faster....it was butthole heaven!! God I love fucking someone in tha ass! After only a few minutes,I screamed:&amp;quot;I'm coming now baby.....I'm coming in your great ass!!. She pushed her as up and down faster. I was buried in that ass...then BAM!! I came like there was no tomorrow!! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial Black&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Out of breath,I pulled out of her. She licked off the come on my cock. Oh yes!! She then said:&amp;quot; I never knew geting my butt fucked would feel so good...but that was fantastic!!&amp;quot; I then said:&amp;quot;I still got time,so lets shower,and let me make you squirt again,and I want to fuck your pussy baby.&amp;quot; She then said:&amp;quot;From now on,I'm all yours,whenever you want to fuck,or need a blowjob,or especially fuck my ass,I'm all your!!&amp;quot; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial Black&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;I'm in sex heaven now,and the wife will never know!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial Black&quot; size=&quot;3&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial Black&quot; size=&quot;3&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; ]]></description>
	<pubDate>Tue, 24 Nov 2009 13:42:45 UTC</pubDate>
	<dc:creator>virtual3</dc:creator>
	<category>Reluctance Stories</category>
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	<title>Random Seductions Pt. 3</title>
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	<description><![CDATA[ &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;My time at school had become a time that I expected sex every day. I was really enjoying the times with Joyce and Carl a lot and one day I was supposed to meet Joyce after class. I was walking by the Admin wing of the school and heard noises. &amp;quot;That has got to be someone having sex.&amp;quot; I thought and snuck down the hallway. The door was open to a confrence room a little and I looked in. There on the table was Ms. Williams, the secretary to the Principal getting fucked big time by the Principal, Mr. Lane. Both were married and the upstanding citizen types but here they were fucking away and both using the most nasty language I had heard from anyone. He plunged into her one last time and they both came. She was realy a beautiful woman. Red hair and wonderful green eyes and a lovley buxom figure. He was a good looking man in his 40s and in great shape too and so, I left them both thinking of the sight I had just seen and thinking how nice it would be to have one or both of them.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Well, two weeks later I had a note to come to the Principals office after classes. One of the girls that was an ofice assistant whispered to me, &amp;quot;You are in some deep shit. Better not argue with them.&amp;quot; I instantly got wet and warm all at the same time. I decided that I would be in charge of the meeting after I let them begin and think I was afraid. I went to the rest room and took off my bra and panties and so went in with a tube top and skirt. I had an open buton up blouse over the tube top and the skirt was just a little too short anyway so it would be perfect. I went to the office and Ms. Willaims greeted me with a very official look, the one that is supposed to intimidate the students. &amp;quot;Sit there and we will be with you in just a moment.&amp;quot; she told me. &amp;quot;Sure.&amp;quot; I said and tossed my books down and dropped into a chair and made sure my skirt was up. She went to the office door and announced me and motioned for me to come with her. Mr. Lane was at his desk with a folder in front of him and she sat in a chair to his left. Ms. Williams had wonderful legs that got my attention right away, tanned and strong, the ones I had seen in he air a couple weeks before. Mr. Lane had his coat off and his tie loose. I waitied for them to begin.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Me. Lane did, &amp;quot;We have heard some things about you Teresa, some things that, if true, are very disturbing.&amp;quot; he said. &amp;quot;Really? Like what?&amp;quot; I said and leaned forward some in the chair they had seated me in. &amp;quot;Well, it is said that, well, it is said that you are rather promiscuous. That you are very active.&amp;quot; Ms. Williams said and she was not comfortable at al. She shifted in her chair. They waited for an answer but I did not speak. Mr. Lane said, &amp;quot;If this is true then there are going to have to be some actions we must take.&amp;quot; he said and he too was uncomfortable. Again I said nothing and let them try to fill in the quiet that filled the room. &amp;quot;This is the reason that both of are here, it is so we have a man and woman to talk to you about this. You are only 13 so it is not something we really want to have to do anything oficial about.&amp;quot; she said. I was now leaning forward and my fingers brushed my nipples through the tube top but not so that it was obvious. Almost at&amp;nbsp; the same time they both said, &amp;quot;Well, do you have anything to say?&amp;quot; and they looked at each other. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;I stood up and let my blouse stay in the chair and reached to the top of the tube top and pulled it down exposing my tits that were really needing attention and the nipples that were rock hard, &amp;quot;Well, I would like to know what you think a 13 year old girl is supposed to do when she has these?&amp;quot; They both stared at me and then Ms. Williams moved to pull the top back down and when she did I grabbed her by the hair and kissed her deep. She was so stunned that she stayed there for a good 20 or 30 seconds and then broke free but not before I had felt her giving in to the kiss. Mr. Lane was about to say something when she exploded, &amp;quot;What the hell do you think you are doing?&amp;quot; she almost yelled at me. I turned around calmly and went to the door and closed it and turned to them and locked it. I stood there and unzipped my skirt and let it fall and the took the tube top off and so stood naked there for a second and then walked to Mr. Lane and around the desk, they both stared at me and seemed unable to move. I looked down and sure enough, Mr. Lane had a bulge in his pants. I leand down and kissed him slow and deep and he did respond but I stood up and walked over to Ms. Williams and began to reach out to touch her and she moved backwards. &amp;quot;You need to get dressed young lady and then we have some calls to make.&amp;quot; she blurted out. I picked up the phone and stepped to her and gave it to her. &amp;quot;You are right Ms. Williams, call your husband and tell him how you and Mr. Lane like to fuck on the confrence room table.&amp;quot; I said and they both froze. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;He spoke first, &amp;quot;Well, Teresa, it seems we have a problem. How do you know this is true of Ms. Williams and I?&amp;quot; he said and I stood there carressing myself all over. &amp;quot;I saw you both at it two weeks ago. Fucking like hell, really made me hot.&amp;quot; I said and they both got redder in their faces. Ms. Williams looked as if she were ready to cry so I walked to her and stood inches from her. &amp;quot;It seems to have us over a barrel&amp;quot; he said and then he said, &amp;quot;So what is it that you want exactley? Honor role, free pass all year? I suppose you can name it.&amp;quot; he said and I reached out and carressed Ms. Williams' hair softly. &amp;quot;Well, I locked the door for a reason, I want the both of you.&amp;quot; I said still touching her face and hair gently making her shiver all over. &amp;quot;Do you mean? Do you mean sex with the both of us?&amp;quot; she said. &amp;quot;Yes, that is it, and I want you first.&amp;quot; I said. &amp;quot;But that is wrong, women are not supposed to do it with each other.&amp;quot; she stammered out. &amp;quot;Oh, but adultry is okay?&amp;quot; I said. &amp;quot;Either I have both of you anytime I want or I go public with your affair and I will add more to it.&amp;quot; I said. &amp;quot;I guess you are in charge&amp;quot; Mr. Lane said giving in. &amp;quot;What is it we do now?&amp;quot; he said but I am sure that he knew. &amp;quot;Well, first, we all need to be naked.&amp;quot; I said and turned to M.s Williams, &amp;quot;And I will undress you.&amp;quot; I said and began unbuttoning the coat to her business outfit. It fell to the floor and I leaned in and kissed her slowly. She was quivering all over and did not return the kiss. I looked at Mr. Lane was standing naked by his chair and his cock was hard and ready for anything to come. I kissed her again and unbuttoned her blouse as I did and it too fell to the floor and then her bra came off and her lovely breasts came out. Her nipples were hard betraying her that she was really ready for what was to happen. I massaged her breasts (about 36CC) and pulled her nipples gently. I undid her zip on the side of her skirt and it too fell to the floor and then her nylons came off. She wore nice bikini panties and I slowly pulled them down and told her to step out of them. As I came up I carressed her body making sure to touch her close shaved pussy hair. &amp;quot;My, you are really a red head.&amp;quot; I said and sat her down in the chair. I put her legs up on the arms and kissed the inside of then slowly running my tongue up to her lovely close trimmed pussy. &amp;quot;Oh you have done this before I bet&amp;quot; Mr. Lane said. &amp;quot;I lost my virginity at the age of 10 dear, to a very loving man and woman.&amp;quot; I said and then licked her lips separating then and then ran my tongue all around her pussy and lifting her up a little I licked her ass hole some making her jump. Then I was at her clit sucking it hard and making her moan now, &amp;quot;Oh this is so wrong...&amp;quot; she was moaning over and over again. &amp;quot;I guess that it makes you as much a slut as I am then.&amp;quot; I said between licks. &amp;quot;Admit it, you enjoy it don't you&amp;quot; I said. &amp;quot;Yes, it feels so good, he has never licked me like this, oh yes, I am a slut..oh yes.&amp;quot; she said a few times. &amp;quot;Looks like Mr. Lane needs to learn how to give a woman a good licking.&amp;quot; I said andcontinued. My fingers slipped into her pussy as I licked and soon she hada womderful orgasm and her hips bucked like crazy. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Mr Lane just leaned on the side of the desk watching and then I turned to him and stayed on my knees and took his cock in my hands. It was a good size, maybe 8 inches and so I began massaging it up and down slowly until I slipped it into my mouth. I saw Ms. Williams watching and massaging herself as I sucked him all the way into my throat. His hands were on the side of my head pushing into my throat and I moved them and said, &amp;quot;I will take care of it the way I want to.&amp;quot; He moved his hands and began moving his hips, slow at first and then faster. Finally he swelled in my mouth and filled my throat with his load. She gasped as I swallowed it all and then she was fingering herself for another orgasm. It came fast and she lingered there. &amp;quot;Well, I guess it is time to pay up for this&amp;quot; he said. &amp;quot;Yep, Ms. Williams is going to eat my pussy nice the way I did hers.&amp;quot; I said lifting her up and leading her to the sofa in the office. I laid down and spread my legs apart, &amp;quot;Come on, lick it like I did yours.&amp;quot; and she kissed my legs and almost exactley like I ate her she did me and I sprayed her face and hair. She dove back into my pussy and cried out, &amp;quot;Oh my god this is so hot.&amp;quot; and ate me again and again I sprayed her. I pulled her away and said, &amp;quot;I need some cock in there now sweetheart, but you can eat it after he has filled it up.&amp;quot; and Mr. Lane slipped into my pussy. &amp;quot;Fuck it good Baby&amp;quot; she said to him. &amp;quot;Oh, she is gonna remember this for a long time.&amp;quot; he groaned to her and she was caressing us both all over. I turned over on all four and told her to get under me and 69 while he fucked me and she did just that and now we were eating each other and he was fucking my pussy like a ram rod. He grew and filled it up and it slopped out and Ms. Williams licked it all up. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;We all fell on the floor kissing and feeling and fingering and carressing for a while then the phone rang. It was Mr. Lane's wife and he motioned for us to be quiet so I kissed Ms. Williams into silence. He hung up and grabbed his clothes. &amp;quot;Well, have to go ladies.&amp;quot; he said and we kissed him and before he left. &amp;quot;So you guys are in trouble if the spouses find out?&amp;quot; I said laughing. &amp;quot;Oh fuck yes.&amp;quot; he said. I put my arms around them both and said, &amp;quot;I bet I can get them both in bed and then all four of us to this ofice inside of a month.&amp;quot; I said. They both said it was impossible. &amp;quot;Well, is it a bet or do I just seduce them for the hell of it cause I am going to do it anyway.&amp;quot; I said. &amp;quot;Okay,&amp;quot; Ms. Williams said, &amp;quot;It is a bet, seduced and here in this office fucking like animals in one month from today.&amp;quot; He laughed and said, &amp;quot;Sell, if you win it is obvious what you get but what if we win?&amp;quot; he said. &amp;quot;Unlimited privileges as long as I am in school, anytime, anywhere, alone or together, for both of you.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Sounds fair.&amp;quot; she said and he left and we dressed. Ms. Williams had the scent of pussy all over us and so she showered in the gym before leaving. I went home and kissed Aunt Claire, &amp;quot;Oh you have been up to something.&amp;quot; she said. I took off my clothes and said, &amp;quot;At supper I will tell you and Uncle Jack all about it.&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;More later,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Love&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Tess&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; ]]></description>
	<pubDate>Thu, 19 Nov 2009 20:47:59 UTC</pubDate>
	<dc:creator>Sultrybuxombbw</dc:creator>
	<category>Reluctance Stories</category>
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