Michelle was feeling like a horny slut. Sex was the only thing on her mind.

Besides being bi-sexual and getting turned on by seeing all the half-naked nurses doing strip teases, a friend of hers had told her she’d fucked the head manager in his office just before they got to the locker room. She went into very intricate details and it left Michelle wanting some cock (or pussy) of her own.

Michelle worked the top floor. That was where they kept the patients who had mental problems. These weren’t people with serious problems.

They could function, but their thinking was a little off and they could be a little slow at times. They had a tendency to be very forgetful.

Michelle had picked up a platter with their snacks and medicines on it. She was thinking about all the sex she was going to have tonight when she got off work. That’s when the obscene noises coming from the TV caught her attention.

As she was sitting the platter on the table, she turned to look at the TV. There were women on their knees deep sucking some serious cock.

Michelle wasn’t horny anymore. She was confused.

She turned to the men to ask what was going on. Her mouth dropped wide open. Now she was in shock.

The two men were sitting on the couch with their cocks out, hard and throbbing. They were masturbating. They didn’t seem to pay any mind Michelle walking in on them. Their faces showed no emotion or feeling what so ever.

Michelle watched for a few seconds as she gathered her thoughts. She didn’t know what to do. This had never happened before.

The nurses had been having a very sexual day up to that point. She knew of one nurse who had already had sex and another who was most likely getting fucked right now.

She knew what she should do. It was as obvious as the two boners sticking up in front of her.

But their faces seemed so emotionless. She wasn’t even sure if they’d know what to do with her if they had the chance.

There was only one way to find out. She turned the TV off so they wouldn’t have anything else to concentrate on other than her.

Steve, the older of the two, the one with the most facial hair, picked up the remote and clicked it back on.

She shook her head at them. They were hopeless.

She took the medicines to the other side of the room and came back. She was going to try turning the TV off again, but then she thought maybe it’d work just as well if she left it on. They had pussy on the mind, so why wouldn’t they notice pussy if it were there in person.

Michelle slowly stepped around to the front of the couch as she unbuttoned her blouse and eyed them seductively. She was a tall black woman with huge natural tits, a plump ass, dark skin, long hair, full lips, and a pussy that was so juicy it looked like water would burst out of it if you gave it the slightest squeeze.

Of course they noticed her ample tits pressed snugly together behind a white bra that contrasted beautifully with her ebony skin as she opened her blouse and started touching them. Of course they noticed her flat belly as she dropped her uniform to the floor. Of course they noticed the sexy way she looked at them as she breathed heavily and grinded her pelvis in small circles in a dance of seduction.

Michelle’s pussy was so hot watching them masturbate. They were rock hard and ready. It seemed like such a waste of good, long cocks.

She could not wait any longer. She dropped to her knees and took hold of Steve’s dick. She put it in her mouth and sucked it with long, slow strokes.

Steve barely showed any emotion, but she could tell it felt good by the way his legs shivered every now and again. Whatever was wrong with his mind, it didn’t effect his cock any.

She started shoving more of it down her throat as she moaned with delight. She went so deep that she could feel his pulsing cock head bumping the back of her throat.

The whole time she could hear the moans of the women in the porno. Her pussy was gushing so much that even she could smell her own scent in the air.

She started looking over to Tom, the younger one with a body like an athlete. His hair was long and darkish blonde. He was really handsome and had a lot of sex appeal.

She wanted him, but she liked the cock that was in her mouth. She didn’t want to let it go. She started rubbing it in her cleavage and stared intensely in Steve’s eyes.

He reached up. He pulled her bra to the sides, revealing more of her supple flesh.

Finally, a reaction, thought Michelle.

He started touching her dark mounds and felt her flesh. He lifted them up and pulled them free. They were so huge and natural and jiggly.

Steve put his cock between them. He pressed them tightly together. He started humping them as Michelle moved her torso up and down joining in with him.

When she was done, she moved over to Tom and started sucking his cock, and she was pleased to see that she had gotten a smile out of Steve. These guys didn’t smile too often.

They both suffered from the same illness, but apparently Tom’s was a lesser case. His face twisted in a passionate grimace as soon as her lips touched his aching cock.

His breathing grew rapid. He grabbed her shoulder and held on tight. The longer she sucked, the better it felt, and after a while, he was digging his nails into her shoulder.

The effects of her blowjob were still fresh on Steve’s mind. He had sat up and was gently stroking his cock with one hand while he caressed Michelle’s ass with the other. Neither of them was paying the porno attention anymore.

Steve stood up. With cock in hand, he walked behind Michelle, knelt, and slipped every inch of hard, white, cock up Michelle’s pussy.

“Ohhh” Michelle moaned.

She paused on her cock sucking. She relished in the feel of finally having some man meat inside her eager snatch.

She squealed from the friction and grunted each time he thrust into her. There was less friction with each stroke. Her juices were coating his cock.

Both men were consumed with passion. Tom had even stood up so he could ram his cock in her mouth harder.

After a while, she made them both pull out so she could lie on her back. Missionary was her favorite position and she came the easiest this way. She lay with her legs wide and high, her tits out, and looking sexy as hell in her laced stockings.

Tom was first. He eased his cock inside of and started pounding her sweet mound. The guys took turns and repeatedly hard fucked Michelle as she moaned in pleasure.

She was having one orgasm after another. She loved the sight of them towering over her with every muscle rippling as they thrust into her, taking turns fucking her like a cheap whore, making her pussy cream and spasm and her tits jiggle and shake.

“I’m gonna cum!” screamed Tom.

Michelle was surprised to hear that. They never said anything, and when they did, it was usually just a word or two. This was the first full sentence she’d ever heard from either of them.

Tom pulled out and started stroking his cock. He was moaning and grunting as ropes of white, sticky juices shot from his cock and soaked her face and tits.

He kept stroking after there was nothing left to shoot. When he caught his breath, he moved out of the way and Steve wasted no time getting back inside her.

Like Tom, he pulled out when he was about to cum. Sticky spunk landed all over Michelle’s tits and belly. Between the two men, they had managed to leave a shiny coat of semen on Michelle’s upper body. It made her look like a finely waxed automobile.

Michelle got off the couch and headed for her clothes. She needed to finish making her rounds.

She was glad to see that Tom and Steve’s mental condition was getting better because of good sex, but when she came back to check on them after she was dressed, they had sat back on the couch. They were still naked, stroking their cocks, and staring blankly at the porno as if they hadn’t just gotten their cocks polished a few seconds ago.

It was weird, but it gave her hope. They were back to normal, but she knew she’d seen emotion and alertness on their faces during sex.

Maybe sex could be used as a cure for such illnesses. It was a long shot, but not entirely impossible. She needed to find a doctor that she could trust and tell him what happened.

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I guess I better start by describing myself, my name is Heather, I am 5 foot 8 with shoulder length brown hair and a petite figure with small B cup breasts. This is the story of how I learned about sex.

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Living in the country can be isolated at times, my dad owned a large firm and when things took off he decided to purchase a home in the country. The house was built between two large farms and had a lake, a stone’s throw away from our back garden.

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It soon became obvious to my parents that I needed a little company when I couldn’t get into the local town to see my friends. Two days before my 12^th birthday my dad took me to get a special birthday present. I stood looking at the litter of Labrador pups lying in their basket beside their mum.

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My dad asked me to choose one and then paid the lady, the lady explained that they were too young to be separated from their mum, but as soon as the pup that I had chosen was ready she would deliver it round.

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For the next month I sat waiting for my pup to arrive, I had named her lady, and she was going to fill the void in my social life, from the moment lady and I met there seemed like an unbreakable bond.

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Having a large back garden, Lady and I never really went for walks, I would grab her Frisbee and ball, then throw on my coat and head out to the garden, lady loved her Frisbee and spent hours waddling up to retrieve it.

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Although the following year, my dad done the cruellest thing I could ever imagine to Lady, He got her dressed, my dream of watching Lady have a litter of her own was gone, I had even earmarked the out house as a kennel area for lady and her pups.

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By the age of 15, Lady and I had started venturing further than our back garden during the spring and summer months, it was then that we both met Paul.

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Paul was the son of the farmer next door to us; we stood chatting as we watched Paul’s collie called Misty and lady splash about in the lake. Paul and I soon became good friends and stood for hours chatting as the dogs played happily in the water.

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By the autumn Paul seemed to be appearing less at the lake with misty, he stood explaining one day that Misty was old and had arthritis and the trips up to the lake took it out of Misty.

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On Christmas day Lady and I headed up to the lake to give Paul and Misty their Christmas presents we had arranged it earlier on in the year, much to our surprise Paul and Misty weren’t there.

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A trip over to the farm explained everything, Misty had to be put down the day before Christmas because the vet had discovered that Misty had a tumour and it was causing her a lot of pain.

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Paul stood explaining that even though he loved Misty, he couldn’t bear to see her suffer; he spent the day before giving her loads of attention, and then stood holding her paw as the vet gave Misty the injection.

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Lady and I had lost a friend up at the lake, but little did we know that it was only temporary, two months after Misty died, Paul’s dad explained about a friend who was giving away a golden Lab because they were moving house.

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Paul jumped at the chance and took in the Lab straight away, then phoned me to tell me the good news.

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Paul let Biscuit settle in then arranged to meet us the Easter weekend, explaining that Biscuit was male and that if I wanted; he could keep him on the lead, just in case biscuit got any ideas about Lady.

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I stood laughing explaining that as Lady had never seen another male, then maybe she might be the one that got idea’s, Paul asked if I would be offended if anything happened between Biscuit and Lady. I stood explaining that it was only nature that they might explore each other a little and that it wouldn’t bother me.

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Being 16, I knew all about what dogs done when they were in heat, with any luck Lady would get further with Biscuit than I was getting with Paul. I had spent endless nights fantasising about Paul taking me in his arms beside the lake and making love to me.

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The problem I had was that Paul was 19, and didn’t seem to show any interest in me other than friendship, we got on great, even to the point of going swimming in the lake in the summer, but all my hopes and dreams never came to anything more than a slash about in the water.

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The day that we planned to meet, I looked out a short skirt and loose top, and then headed out to the lake with Lady, within ten minutes Lady and I watched Paul climb over the fence as Biscuit scrambled under the fence and headed towards lady.

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Within minutes Biscuit was chasing lady around the long grass trying to have a sniff at her; Paul walked over and gave a little smile.

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“I think biscuit likes lady” he said watching the two of them scramble down to the waters edge.

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“Yeah it looks that way” I said brushing my hair away from my face watching Paul give me a quick look up and down.

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“I can put biscuit on the lead if you want” Paul said watching me shake my head then turn to see lady head back up towards me, Biscuit was still trying to get her scent.

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Lady stopped about ten feet away from us and sat down as Biscuit continued to try and get her scent.

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“I think he really likes her” Paul laughed as I looked again to see Biscuit’s red tip between his sheath, Biscuit was getting excited, although the more I stood looking at his growing head, the more I realised that even I was getting excited watching his manhood slip into sight.

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“You know I think it’s nice to watch two dogs, having fun” Paul said watching me nod unable to take my eyes off of Biscuit as he continued to entice Lady onto her feet.

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“I’ve never seen it before” I added meekly then watching Lady lift herself and turn towards me as Biscuit finally got what he wanted.

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Biscuit slipped his head under Lady’s rear and started sniffing wildly as his large manhood bobbed just in sight, I couldn’t believe how wet my panties had become watching this dog trying to deflower my best friend.

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“Are you sure you want to watch this” Paul asked watching me nod then turn and look at him.

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“Is it nice” I asked unsure why I was asking something so stupid.

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Paul stood and nodded then looked down at my top, my nipples stood proud through the thin material, Paul must have realised that I was enjoying what I was watching.

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“Well first he will lick her for a few minutes, then he will try and mount her, trust me, if she wants it, she will love it” Paul said with a grin watching my head drop slightly, my eyes slipped up to his trousers then realised that Paul had a large bulge in his trousers.

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I turned to face Biscuit and Lady again, watching as Biscuit continued to thrust his hard tongue underneath Lady; the more I watched Biscuit the more it seemed to burn between my legs.

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It was just then that Biscuit reared up and stabbed his hips at Lady, then stood on his hind legs thrusting wildly trying to find Lady’s entrance. Lady pulled way letting Biscuit drop back onto four legs again then stopped and stood waiting.

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Biscuit gave her another few licks then mounted her again, thrusting forward again, his back paws stepped ever closer to her, then suddenly Biscuit found his mark, Paul and I stood watching as his long red cock disappeared inside Lady as she stood letting his take her for the first time.

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“Oh fuck” Paul groaned watching Biscuit continue to pound deeper inside Lady as his red cock seemed to grow, it was then that I saw something unusual.

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“What is that” I asked turning my head to Paul watching him grin then nod.

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“Watch, that’s his knot, he will push it inside her to stop her getting away” Paul said as my eyes fixed hard on Biscuit watching his give one deep thrust, lady seemed uneasy at first then suddenly Biscuits knot disappeared inside her.

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I couldn’t believe how hot I was becoming watching this show, I wanted to drop my hands down to my skirt and finger my clit to relieve the pressure. I wanted to be Lady, I wanted to feel biscuit deep inside me, I wanted Paul, I wanted relief.

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“Are you wet” Paul whispered in my ear, watching me nod gently unable to move my eyes from this beautiful sight.

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Paul slipped his hand onto my right arm and guided it down to my hand then slowly guided my hand back, before feeling my hand touch something warm and wet.

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I stood watching Biscuit continue to pound away at Lady, feeling my fingers wrap around Paul’s hard cock and start to slowly work him.

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“Oh yeah” My voice quivered as my hand continued to work Paul gently feeling his hands slip round my sides and cup my small breasts.

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“Would you like to be lady” Paul whispered watching me nod gently.

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“Biscuit, would feel nice inside you now, wouldn’t he” Paul whispered into my ear watching me nod and stare.

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“Do you want me inside you” Paul whispered, all I could do was nod and hope.

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“Kneel down on the grass” Paul hissed then stepped away as his hard cock slipped from my wet hand.

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Dropping to my knees, and then pushing my hands out in front of me, copying Lady, Paul slipped my short skirt up then slipped my white panties to my knees then guided his hard cock to my moist pussy as I knelt watching Biscuits hips move faster.

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“Oh yeah, you feel good” Paul groaned, I knelt on the ground in ecstasy feeling Paul’s hard cock slip easily inside of my burning pussy and start to thrust into me gently.

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“Oh Paul, that’s good” I groaned feeling him slam his hips against me, knowing that it wouldn’t take long before I felt my orgasm build.

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Paul slipped his hands up my side pushing my top up then slipped his hands under my bra pushing it up, letting my pert little breasts dangle invitingly. Paul’s fingers slowly started to play with my nipples, continuing to slam his hard cock into me.

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“Would you like to feel biscuit inside you” Paul hissed watching me nod gently.

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“Oh yeah, I want him” I groaned feeling by body start to quiver gently.

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“Will you try and take his knot” Paul groaned watching me nod frantically.

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“Will you try and take him in your mouth” Paul groaned quickening his pace.

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“Yeah Paul, please, let me” I groaned loudly picturing my mouth sliding over Biscuit’s hard red cock feeling him thrusting into my mouth.

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“Oh fuck” I groaned loudly feeling my body shake with such intensity, as my orgasm zapped through my body finally easing all that burnt up frustration.

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“Oh yeah, that’s good, cum for me” Paul groaned feeling me finally relax, then quickly pulling his hard cock from my spent pussy then shift round to my face.

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“Heather suck me” Paul Groaned thrusting his hips forward stabbing his hard meat at my mouth.

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“Show me how you would suck biscuit” Paul groaned feeling my mouth open as his hard wet cock skipped over my tongue.

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Paul grabbed at my head, pushing his hard cock further into my mouth than I wanted him, feeling his hard cock stab at the back of my throat.

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“Oh yeah, that’s good. biscuit would love your mouth” Paul groaned feeling my mouth quicken over his cock.

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“You want to taste his dog cum, don’t you” Paul groaned finally pushing his hard meat into my throat feeling the gagging reflex kick in as I knelt trying to devour his hard cock

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“Oh fuck” Paul groaned, suddenly the twitching of his hard cock in my mouth told me what was about to happen.

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Yyyyyeeessss” Paul groaned shooting his hot salty cum into my mouth as the bursts hit the back of my mouth.

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Within a few seconds Paul’s cock had stopped, although his hands continued to push my head onto his hot cock.

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“Oh fuck, that was awesome” Paul groaned letting his cock slip out of my mouth then helping me to my feet.

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Paul and I stood fixing ourselves before heading to the lake with the two dogs then sat on the moist grass and discussed what had just happened. The more we talked the more we realised that we both had an interest in common.

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Paul sat explaining that for months he had fantasised about fucking me, while we were out on one of our walks, and then admitted that his latest fantasies had been about fucking Lady.

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“You mean you would actually…..do it” I said watching him smile.

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“Well only if you wanted to watch” Paul said watching me nod and smile.

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“Maybe we could do that tomorrow” Paul said watching me nod.

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Paul and I sat talking for about 20 minutes then both headed our separate ways, by 10 pm I was shattered and headed to my bed watching Lady Drop in front of my bed.

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My fingers slipped under my nightie as my brain flashed pictures of Paul kneeling behind Lady, five minutes later I was moaning gently as my thoughts had turned to biscuit. I had to know, I had to find out and with Paul’s help I wanted to try biscuit for the first time tomorrow.

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Look out for the second part.

"He had to work." I said to her.

Rebecca and Trina were really cool. They both loved video games and talking a lot. Rebecca was the oldest by a year; she was fourteen and Trina was thirteen.

I had not been in the house long before noticing something (throughout this confession I will notice many things). I had been toured around the whole house by Rebecca until I noticed I hadn't even heard Trina's voice yet. When Rebecca finally escorted me back upstairs she said she was going to take a quick shower because it was hot. She quickly ran into her room down the hall and jumped into the shower (there was a shower in her room). That left just me and Trina. The couch to the game room was very large extending from the east wall to the west. In front of the couch lie their huge flat screen television. In front of the t.v. they had their ps2 with some games scattered around it. The room was quiet. The light flowed through the window beside the t.v. so the light was off, the t.v. was off, and the ps2 was off. Which just left the two of us on either ends of the couch purposely straining from looking at each other. She might not have been too social, but I was. I wanted to learn as much as I could during these three weeks with my cousins. So I tried to break the silence; not with a direct question but one that would get her to talk to me. I got up and walked over to the ps2.

"What games do you guys have?" I asked not looking at her but spreading the games out upon the carpet observing them carefully.

There was a silence behind me. The only sound visible was the rustling of the games I was spreading. Amazed by the fact that my own cousin couldn't even answer that question I slowly cocked my head to the side to see what she was doing, and to my surprise she was gone completely. I stood up and looked from side to side puzzled. I looked behind the couch, down the hall, downstairs, and back in the game room and concluded she went to her room; I didn't check though. This was a challenge from the get go, I already knew. But by the time I left my cousins' house I knew I would make Trina closer to me than I already was with Rebecca.

I was in a bad mood now. Knowing that Trina didn't really want to get to know me and was probably bored by me was a bad start. Although, it wasn't like she didn't know me. I had been to the house many times before. ((Don't think this is the first time I've been over to meet my cousin's, although this was a new home.)) I couldn't remember too much, but I was pretty sure Trina and I had always gotten along before but now I didn't know what was happening. As the talking downstairs deceased and the lights turned off I knew the parents were going to their rooms. This put me in an even cruddier mood. It was only ten o' clock at night and they were going to sleep?! There was no school or work for anyone and they were going to sleep?! Maybe I was the only all nighter person in the home. Not feeling an ounce of tiredness and fully charged for some video games, I turned on the t.v. and ps2 and put in some fighting game (I think it was Tekken). I was playing for about five minutes when I heard a door behind me open up. It was Rebecca. I turned and muted the t.v.

"Sorry, did I wake you?" I whispered.

"I wasn't even asleep. I just got out the shower." she said. "We're gonna stay up late now since there's no school." she says smiling. "Now where is Trina?"

"I think she's in her room."

"She should be out here with us." she said marching, with a balled fist, towards Trina's room.

"At least I know where her room is now." I said to myself.

Rebecca spent no time knocking. She bursted right into Trina's room and started with soundless inaudible talking. There was a brief silence until I finally saw Rebecca's head poke out from inside the room. "Come here." she whispered over to me.

I complied not knowing why or what to expect. I crept down the hall to where Rebecca was at and looked inside the room. I saw Trina sleeping soundly under her covers. Rebecca came from behind and put her hands on my shoulders. I let out a souft yawn just at that moment.

"We're all pretty tired, and you had a long drive. Why don't we get some sleep and play tomorrow?" Rebecca said leaning on me.

I was blushing. This is when I first noticed the forbidden feelings. Every guy with a sister or cousin or close female relative probably knows that even if a girl is related to you in any type of way, when she's cute, the hormones flow. Rebecca was leaning on me from behind rubbing my stomach with her hands and touching her cheek to mine. She was a beautiful girl, especially in her pajamas, which were just a white tee and some shorts. Also at that moment I felt her nipples on my back and hadn't tried to notice in the game room but remebered that she hadn't been wearing a bra when she came out of her room. I could see her breasts right through it but hadn't bothered to observe them. Now that my mind was stained with the sexual desire to do naughty things, I was ready to learn.

I tried to shake myself out of the noticing hypnosis and answered Rebecca, "Yeah you're right, I'll just..." as I spoke I was turning around heading for the game room couch when Rebecca stepped in front of me.

"Where are you going?" she asked.

"To the couch."

"You're sleeping in here with Trina."

I heard Trina moved over under her covers.

"What?" I whispered. "I can sleep on the couch, it's okay."

"No! That couch is very comfortable sitting on it, but laying down; you'll wake up with a broken back. And we can't have that can we?" she whispered.

"It's oka---"

She pushed me backward making me fall on the bed.

"Go to sleep." she laughed and left the room.

"Bossy." I whispered.

She was becoming more wanted by my body and I couldn't help getting the erection I got. I couldn't understand where these feelings for my cousin came from except that she was a girl and I was a guy. I believe that if guys could fuck their sisters without getting caught or if it was just plain okay to do, incest would rule the world. But at this moment I was just tired. I hopped off the bed and went around so as not to disturb Trina. She was positioned on the left side of the bed facing the wall and I lay on the right side facing to opposite wall. My erection died down but I couldn't stop thinking about Rebecca's warm cheek on my face. It was crazy. We hadn't done almost anything the whole first day I was at the house but I already couldn't stop thinking about her. I didn't know if I was going to be able to last through three weeks.

I didn't like laying on my left side so I twisted my body around and was now facing the back of Trina's head. Trina and Rebecca looked a lot alike. Rebecca being older was a bit taller but that was a small difference. Trina's hair was cut down to her shoulders, lower than Rebecca's which flowed down her back a small bit. They both had light brown beautiful skin like no other girl's skin. Their' hair was dark black and Trina had light brown tip highlights. I liked her hair. I could smell her it at the moment. It smelled like good strawberry shampoo. Something I really liked in girls was their hair smell. This smell was very unique. So much that it attracted me to it and to keep sniffing it. I was gently moving closer and closer to my cousin under the covers when I felt something wet. It was the sheets. They were wet. I lifted the unfortunate hand to my face and smelled it.

"Thank goodness; not pee." I whispered to myself. "But what is it?"

I quickly forgot about the wetness and wiped it off on the covers and just leaned my head towards my cousin's hair; instead of moving my whole body. I was on my elbow when I lost my balance. I became wobbly and would have fallen right on my cousin if I hadn't put my hand on her hip. That's when I noticed something strange. My cousin had been wearing her a white tee and shorts just like her sister ever since I noticed her coming outside to greet us. Although she had stayed behind everyone else and didn't talk to anyone, even when my mom hugged and kissed her on the forehead. She just smiled, gently hugged her back, and followed Rebecca who led me to the game room. But now I felt bare skin. Bare leg. I gently led my hand up and down the so-thought pantless leg and confirmed it. When I went down I felt to her knee and when I went up I went to her shirt. Just then I couldn't do anything. My hand was frozen back at the spot where it first was and I was looking down at my cousin who was now looking up at me with huge eyes and a somewhat reddening face.

"I...uh....I..." I couldn't make a sentence. What could I say? 'I was feeling you out because I felt you had a lack of clothes on?' No. That would be stupid. So I said the only thing I could think of in this predicament. "I'm sorry." I whispered. "Do you always sleep like this?"

She stared up at me, who was still hovering above her looking down at her with my hand still on her leg. She pulled the cover up past her nose, just showing her eyes. Like thunder my hand shot back and I jumped back to my own side of the bed.

"I'm sorry. I won't tell anyone. I should go to the couch." I said getting up not knowing what else to do.

"No. It's okay." she quietly and shyly said. "I won't tell anyone either. You can sleep in here."

I slid back under the covers and we lay there staring at each other for the longest time.

"Why... why aren't you wearing anything?" I asked. (although I said this, in reality she was wearing a shirt, but she got what I was saying)

"I was..." she didn't finish the sentence but I knew what she was going to say. She had been masturbating. I laughed at this on the inside. She may have been thirteen but she was so young.

"I get it." I said comfortingly. "It's totally natural. So did Rebecca come in here and catch you?"

"No. I don't think she noticed it. I acted asleep."

"I wonder why she wanted me to sleep in here."

"I don't know."

"Were you really even tired?"

"No I stay up pretty late."

"Why haven't you talked to me at all today?"

"I was embarrassed. Even though you are my cousin, if I haven't seen someone I know for a while, I am usually shy."

"Well this experienced loosened you up." I said, not tending for it to be a joke in two ways.

We continued to stare at each other until I broke the silence.

"Are you tired?"

"Not really." she said. "Can...can you give me my panties?"

This definitely surprised me. "Where are they?"

"Over there by the bed." she pointed to my side of the bed.

I looked over the bed and saw christmas white panties stuffed under the bed. I picked them up and, before leaning back up to the bed, smelled them. They smelled good. I got back in the bed and gave her the panties.

"Thanks." she said rustling under the covers, putting them on.

I was definitely surprised that this situation didn't put her in crisis. Any other girl would have tried to avoid me at all possible moments if I had caught her masturbating,(which wouldn't be likely) but Trina seemed to be perfectly okay with it. As long as I didn't make her feel nasty I think we could be really cool.

There was another silence when Trina finally put her panties on. I don't know why, but I was too curious about this situation to stop with the questions. How many times in a fourteen year old boy's life does he get to catch any girl masturbating? I watched my fair share of porn but this was real. I had a chance and I could feel it. If she was cool with being caught, she might have already been somewhat aroused. At least that's what I thought. At the moment I was totally prepared, if given the chance, to fuck my cousin Trina. My erection came back as I continued the conversation.

"Why did you decide to do it now?"

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"You know... touch yourself. Why now?"

I could see she was getting embarrassed and confused. I was thinking I pushed the boundary. Maybe girls weren't like guys. If a guy was caught by his sister masturbating and she asked him questions to get him horny again he would be ecstatic. Maybe Trina knew that I was aroused. But when she answered I started to think that she thought I was just curious.

"I don't know." she finally answered. "I just felt like it."

"Okay."

The conversation went cold for another time, until she broke the silence.

"When do you usually do it?"

I loved it! We were going into a conversation about sex and masturbation. Any kid in puberty with hormones running knew how this would end; or at least wanted it to end.

"I..." I studdered. Now the spotlight was on me. She had turned the conversation around, but if my cousin was curious, I was glad to teach her. "I usually do it when no one is in the house, or in the restroom."

"Can you... cum yet?" she asked blushing.

I laughed a little. "Yeah I can." I answered knowing it was my turn. "Can you?" I asked.

She stared at me and then answered, "I don't know."

"What do you mean?"

"Well when I do it I can never get myself to cum. I can get wet, but I don't know if that's cumming for a girl." she said looking at the ceiling. Then she said something every guy reading this wishes his sister would ask him. "Would you ever help me?"

"What do you mean?" I asked, eyes widening.

"Like, if I would ever ask you to... touch me, would you? Just to help me... cum."

"Of course I would!" I said leaning up in the bed.

Doing this I made the covers pull up and expose my cousin touching herself while we spoke. She quickly tried to grab the covers and cover herself but it was out. This desroyed her confidence and she went back to her eyes-only-showing-over-the-cover position. This time I could tell that she really pulled up her panties. She became very red. That is until she saw me. I had been masturbating the...whole...time. My penis had been facing her so there was no indication that I had been hard but now it was in the open. It was still light in the room from the outside window from the street lights so that most things in the room were visible. I had forgotten that I was gently rubbing my penis through the conversation and when I threw back the covers was exposed. I now grabbed the covers and covered my own shame. The silence now was longer than the first ones.

"It's okay." she said turning over and facing the wall. "I won't tell."

I fell asleep then. I awoke with Trina's head on my chest...

End of ArrivalChapter 2: Observations

 

 

 

 

 

 

Bill is a strapping young man of 18, with a lean figure and a dark complexion due to his black hair, brown eyes, and tanned skin, owing to his love of the outdoors. I'm so proud of my baby -- almost always on the honor roll, fit, and having a conversation with him was like talking to someone far beyond his years. He seemed more mature than many of my coworkers!

When he was younger, he would sometimes crawl into bed with me while his father was at work, since he worked the night shift. So I didn't think too much of it to just get one room when we stopped for our first night on the road.

They only had a room with a king sized bed, so I took it. We were both tired from the long road trip so we fell asleep quickly. Around 2 AM I had to get up to pee badly. While I was getting back into bed, as I lifted the covers to get in, I could see that my son had a healthy hard-on sticking out the front of his boxers. Shocked, I quickly lowered the covers and turned over. I was never meant to see that.

I had just seen my only son fully exposed and fully aroused! I had never before been presented with such striking evidence that my child was a sexual creature. One time when I was cleaning his room I found a stack of pornography under his bed. And, you know, sometimes I would see the tell tale signs of a nocturnal emission when doing the laundry...but that was all circumstantial and left no lasting impression. Here I was just presented with the source of it all.

Feeling daring, I lifted the covers and stole another glance, this time angling it so the light from the nearby window played off his throbbing shaft. A small dewdrop at the tip sparkled in the moonlight. Shamed at my boldness, I again pulled the covers to their normal position and tried to go back to sleep but it was simply impossible as my mind was going a million miles an hour. Impure thoughts were running through my head.

Although my divorce went down two years ago, the foundation of the marriage itself failed many years ago. I was attempting to remember the last time I had sex and I couldn't think of anything within five years, and it wasn't even that good. I don't know what happened to the man I married. It eventually turned loveless and the sex became horrible.

My thoughts turned to the wicked. Billy was definitely not a light sleeper -- he regularly sleeps through thunderstorms and he once never woke up with the rest of the neighborhood when there was a loud fender bender on our street. I turned the loneliness and the sight of my son over and over in my head until I became wet with desire. I wanted to do more than just see him.

Could I do it? Could I touch him?

I scolded myself. What the fuck is wrong with me? Touching my own son...

Well, it'll just be a little bit...

I turned on my side, facing Bill, keeping a close eye on his face. If he woke up the only thing I could do is pretend to be asleep myself. I snaked my arm under the covers until I felt his boxers. I found the hole at the front and pushed the material down, forcing as much of himself out as I could. My fingertips brushed against his organ and wrapped around the base. I put pressure and slid up, squeezing out the precum that was inside...I felt the warmness in my hands. I grabbed his skin again and started to lightly stroke him from top to bottom. His shape was distinctly curved, not unlike a banana. I was being more forceful with him as a heat began to grow between my own legs. This continued for maybe another minute before Billy's cheek started to twitch and his mouth opened. I pulled my hand away as if I were touching a hot stove. I was scared after this so I rolled over and attempted to sleep. I forced my mind to stop thinking of my own flesh and blood in such a damaging way. Eventually I was able to calm myself and fall asleep.

I didn't say anything about it the next day, but it's all I thought about as I drove. I was so horny I thought about taking care of myself at a rest stop but I couldn’t have enough time to myself without raising concern. I was so afraid that he would smell me...it seemed so obvious to me, but maybe he couldn’t tell from the back of the car. I was a nervous wreck the whole day.

That night, when we were getting a room, I asked him just to stay in the car while I checked in. This time I requested a room with a king size bed.

As he was taking the bags into the room, I went across the street to a drug store and got a tube of astro-glide, hoping that I may get a chance to use it on this trip eventually. I thought about how I could do this...I would definitely have to hide it, but make it accessible at the same time.

That night, after he fell asleep, I kept checking him to see if he had another hard on. After a couple hours, he had another one sticking out of his shorts again. I slid my panties down and threw them under the bed. I reached under the pillow for the astro-glide and squeezed a generous amount into my palm, which snaked between my legs and went up and over my pussy. I was so horny I couldn't stop my hand and it continued to go up and down my slit with abandon. I started to pant and sense the feelings overcoming me but before anything happened I realized that I should get down to business before Billy's body returned to its normal stage. I understood that when guys sleep it's normal for their erections to rise and fall, in a cycle, so if I waited too long...I squeezed out a final dollop of astro-glide, which I tenderly put right at the entrance to my womanhood.

I gingerly scooted myself closer and closer towards him, facing away. My heart was beating in my throat, making it difficult to swallow. When I felt the tip of his cock touch my ass, shivers ran up my spine and throughout my entire body. Slowly, I moved towards the headboard to get the angle just right. I backed up again, resulting in his cockhead stabbing my inner thigh. The third push caused his member to slide along my entire pussy and bump into my clit, causing sparks to shoot off behind my eyes. After a moment I reached down and positioned him at the right spot and slowly pushed back, feeling myself open up as his boyhood slid home, deeper and deeper, until his boxers were against my ass. As I sighed in satisfaction a thought crossed my mind.

I had just taken my son's virginity.

I just laid there enjoying the feeling of a cock inside me again. I didn't wish to make too much of a commotion, so I reached down and starting masturbating while he was buried between my thighs. I was already on edge as I started this and the gravity of the situation overcame me. I continually slid my fingers up and down my slit, over my sensitive clit, and then back down, feeling my own son’s balls as they rested against me. I could only think that my son had returned to the place of his birth...and my body responded, as I went over the edge into uncontrollable throes of ecstasy as I continually rubbed my clit with abandon. My toes curled, my mouth opened, my head went back, my eyes closed, and wave after wave of electricity and heat flew through my body, timed to each flick to my button. I couldn't help but cry out, but I tried to be as quiet as possible. I was rocking the bed with my hips even as I vainly attempted to sit still as the pleasure washed over my being.

The afterglow was delicious...my entire body was tingling. I felt intoxicated. I laid there and flexed my pussy muscles, squeezing his dick, as I caught my breath. I had needed that so bad. My face was burning from trying to be as still and quiet as possible. As I recovered, I felt him push his hips against me and moan...I froze. I'm not sure if he had woken up yet, or if it was just instinct, but he began slowly moving in and out of me. I had no idea what to do, so I just sat there, gently squeezing him with my loins.

His pace was slow yet rhythmical, and I was just enjoying it. His breathing quickened and I continued to squeeze him gently. If he was asleep, what sort of wonderful dreams do you suppose he was having? And if he was awake...what was he thinking right now? Would he have said something? Would he think I was asleep and this was a happy accident? Or would he be afraid, confused, and shamed? I was far too afraid to face him, to confront him, because if he was awake and I did then he would know it was me who did this, and that was a place I was not willing to go. If nothing else, though, he seemed to be enjoying it -- his hard on seemed to be growing and getting even stiffer. Surely if he was displeased or scared it would shrink, I thought to myself. Perhaps I'm not really a terrible person. Perhaps I haven't violated a sacred trust between mother and son. What if he actually was feeling just like I felt? That makes this all OK, right? Maybe this would be a wonderful coupling. After all, why should I be ashamed of myself? This was the same pussy that let him into the world. Why wouldn’t he wish to return? What better place on the face of the earth could possibly be better for him than between my legs? Certainly, as a man, he would prefer me over any other woman. In fact, I was doing Billy a favor, once you looked at it all in a certain light. I was a good mother.

This grand delusion gave me a level of comfort, for awhile.

I sat there and took his gentle probing. And as if to answer my thoughts and questions, an unintelligible noise echoed in my ears as Billy started to moan and his pace increased slowly but surely. He was saying something quietly under his breath, but I found it difficult to hear anything specific. The more I tried, the more I only heard the sloppy sounds of our sex and the sounds of his balls slapping against me. I finally heard it after focusing harder, fuzzy at first, but slowly gaining clarity as he pumped into me.

"Oh...oh...oh mommy...this feels really good...oh mommy...ooooh...I'm cumming..."

My eyes widened as I realized his young, virgin body had reached its limit.

In my prurience, I had neglected to even think of birth control. I realized I had simply thought of him as a source of pleasure as one would a lifeless dildo; I hadn’t thought of his needs or his reaction as a man. I had little time to react and I was so overwhelmed with lust from the fact that I was making my own son cum I simply pushed back until my ass was solidly against his belly and pubes, meeting his inexperienced but deeply needful thrusts. He continued for another moment or two until he suddenly stopped and wrapped his arms around me. The only piece of him which wasn’t in me were his flexing balls. Nature's call would not be denied as his form molded into mine. I felt his dick begin to expand and then quiver until he shot several long streams of thick, gooey semen deeply into my hungry pussy. My mouth was agape -- I couldn't believe this was happening. The feelings of unabashed love were intense. Billy was moaning, his hot breath on my neck...I could feel the warm pulse, pulse, pulse, pulse as he emptied the symbol of his pleasure and manhood into me...yes...my little boy had become a man this night...thanks to me...

After his climax ended he continued to hump against me for a short time but soon tired and became still, still buried to the hilt. A tremendous heat was emanating between my legs and my body had never felt so sensitive and aware to the simple touch of its surroundings. I felt every nuance of the pillow, wrinkle of the covers, his wiry pubes smashed against my ass, his thick cum swirling within me. A single tear was trailing down my cheek. I'm so, so sorry Billy. Your mother was supposed to look after you but...she has failed.

Billy was still deep inside me as he slowly went soft and slipped out. I felt his embrace fade as he rolled over and faced the other way. When I heard him start snoring softly, I knew he was sleeping for sure, although a part of me thought he wasn’t awake the entire time, or maybe only half awake at best and acting in a fog, and he may not ever remember this, or think it was all a bizarre dream which should quickly be forgotten because it was far too dark and perverted. As I felt his warm present ooze deeply inside of me, one thing was for sure -- it wasn’t a dream, and the evidence of my wickedness this night might make itself known to the whole world in a very real, physical way, deep within my belly.

The thought, twisted as it was, made my clit twitch under its hood. I could feel its sensitive roots reaching deep down...

I rubbed my pussy up and down, thinking of what I had done this night, thinking of how sick I was, thinking of what I had forced my own son to do without asking him if it was OK with him, forcing him to give me something he would never in his right mind consent to give me, thinking about him sliding in and out of me until his body gave me something a son should never give his mother...until I had another mind blowing orgasm, my clitoris turning into a bolt of lightning going through my hips, my chest heaving, lungs burning, my legs splaying inwards uncontrollably, all as I tried to not wake Billy and reveal how wanton I am to him.

I felt weak, sapped of energy at both the weight of the events and the severity of the pleasure -- I could only sink back into the sweat soaked mattress...of all the feelings, one was more real than any of the others...yes...mothers can feel it, when it happens. I was a mother to Billy...but now, I will be a mother to someone else as well. I felt it within my bones, within my belly. It happened. Perhaps if I had gone to the bathroom to wash away the stains, the filth, the thick goo which represented my sinfulness, maybe it could have been stopped. It was too late now. What would this mean for our lives? What would Billy say? How would he look at me without hating me? Would he dote on his pregnant mother? I couldn't expect him to stick around, could I? Oh my god, have I entrapped him? Did I mean to do this from the beginning? Was I fearful of the empty nest? I began to silently cry into my pillow, a mixture of deep guilt and everlasting happiness.

I drifted into a deep, dreamless sleep shortly thereafter.

FIN

We met when we boarded the same elevator as I was coming home from work one night.

“3^rd floor please”, I said

“Good, I'm on the same floor too,” he said as he pressed button 3. I can tell that he's Scottish by his accent. He had dark crew cut hair, blue green eyes that have a penetrating look, semi-clean shaven chin and he stood very tall, maybe 6 feet. He was wearing boots, khaki pants, brown turtle neck shirt and a black leather jacket. Despite of his heavy clothing, I can tell that he had a large built and all in all he was ruggedly handsome.

There was brief silence.

“I'm Gerry,” he turned to me.

“Mary,” I replied politely with a prim smile.

I was about to start a conversation when the elevator door opened and we've already reached the 3^rd floor. As I walk in front of my apartment door, I looked around and found him standing in front of the apartment opposite mine. I felt my cheeks flush with embarrassment when he looked back and saw me staring at him.

“Good night, neighbor” he cheerfully spoke.

“Yes,” was all I managed to say as I turned my door key and went inside.

That was the start. Every time I come home at 7pm, we always ride the same elevator on the way to the third floor. Although I am intrigued by my Scottish neighbor, I never seemed to have the courage to start a conversation with him.  Besides, I know that I shouldn't be nosy because in this country, people usually keep their noses out of each other's business even to their next door neighbors. Aside from that, I already have a steady boyfriend who I've been dating for almost ten months. And yet, there was something magnetic about this neighbor of mine.

My boyfriend Jack is also working in the same hospital as I am. He was the junior supervisor of the accounting department while I work at the Sonography department a few meters away. He was about five feet eight. His body is quite of a lanky built and he had red hair and dark brown eyes which according to him, was inherited from his Irish ancestors. Our relationship started during the hospital Christmas Party and he seems to be the man for me because our friends and even my family are approve of our relationship. Actually, we were being pressured to get married as soon as possible.

“Do us a favor, Mary,” says Meg, my co-worker, during our lunch time “tie the knot. We want to see a real fairy tale love story here.”

“Yeah,” agrees Bess, “you're both on a marrying age so why the delay?”

“I know girls that you want Jack and I to get married soon,” I laughed, “but why the rush? We're still young enough and I don't need to hurry everything.”

“Well, you're both not getting any younger,” Meg contradicted “Besides, has nothing happened yet between you and Jack?”

I was tongue tied. Meg's question has caught me off guard that I suddenly didn't know what to say. For ten months that we've been together, Jack has tried to coax me to do it and live with him but being a conservative sort who believes that marriage comes first before consummation, I always refuse and so far, we've only resorted to kissing and petting.

“Well, it's between me and Jack” what I managed to say after recovering from shock, “and by the time he and I get married, I'll send you a copy of what we did on our honeymoon.”

“Everything?” Meg and Bess naughtily giggled.

“Yes, my precious!” I replied with a gloat while imitating Gollum followed by our roar of laughter. In the Radiology department, we were all like family and we are all used to naughty jokes. As the saying of the seasoned medical staff goes: you're not a legitimate medical staff if you're not into naughty jokes.

7 pm. I was alternately running and walking fast on the entrance steps of the apartment building but I knew that I was not in the rush to get home. At the back of my head, I know that I was in the rush for the elevator ride. With him.

The elevator door was closing but in a nick of time, I managed to press the button and the door opened. To my surprise, I saw him standing there. Beside him, no! entwined to him, is a slender brunette with a skimpy dress almost showing her derrière and her enormous breasts were nearly yawning out.

Silicon bitch! I cursed in my head as I looked at them with contempt.

“Going up neighbor?” he smiled at me with a hint of wickedness.

Where else? This is the ground floor, you fool! Was what I wanted to say to him.

“Yes,” was my prim reply as I got inside.

The elevator door closed.

“Well, talk me about going down, darling,” I heard the brunette teased him.

“Why the talk? We'll do it baby” he said.

I was trying not to listen to their obscene conversation. But my mind was raging with thoughts.

What sort of country is this to allow public displays of affection—no! Public display of vulgarity!

The thing about this foreign country that I still find uncomfortable is seeing people kissing in public places as if they were the only people present.

Wait! What am I thinking? What do I care about this idiot? I should be minding my own business.

For some unknown reason, I took out my face powder and as I try to powder myself, I saw on the mirror that they were kissing passionately. Mouths open as tongues flick and slid with one another. His left arm was entwined on her waist while his right one is lifting her left thigh. The brunette was purring and moaning while her right hand is cupping the back of his head and her left arm is wrapped around his neck. I silently clamped down my face powder and to my relief, the elevator door opened just in time. Without looking anywhere, I darted straight to my apartment door and fumbled for the key. I know that the impassioned pair were behind me because I can clearly hear their moans and whispers. I finally found my door key and after unlocking the door I went inside. Once I got in, I leaned against the door. To my surprise, I was panting and hyperventilating. It's from running, I keep telling myself, just from running.

After eating dinner, I decided to take a bath. Tomorrow is Sunday and I decided to give myself a hot dip in the tub. In this busy city, a hot bath is as revitalizing as a weekend holiday. Jack is in the office working late. As usual. We seldom go out on a date for several months now. I don't know if it's because I understand that he had a workaholic streak or it's just that I've grown used to going home alone. While waiting for the tub to be filled with hot water, I undressed myself until I was only wearing my underthings. I was on my way to removing my bra when I saw the wardrobe mirror and stood in front of it. At first I was embarrassed to look at my nearly naked body but soon, I managed to get over it and gathered my courage. Standing in front of me is an ordinary looking girl with shoulder length dark hair. Instead of abs muscles, baby fat is gathered around my belly because I was too busy to take up exercise classes and my salary is only enough to keep me from being thrown out of my apartment and enough to financially support my ailing mother. But I'm proud of my legs because they remained shapely because I always walk my way to work. I proceed to slowly unhook my bra as I stare at myself. This is funny. I smiled to myself. Never mind. It's just for fun.

Once I removed my bra, I stared at my bare breasts. They were a bit small like pears unlike that brunette's enormous breasts that my neighbor must be humping with at this moment. At least mine was natural unlike hers, I stoutly told myself. I thought of removing my low rising silk panties. My imagination began to run. The mirror was no longer in front of me. Instead, a man was standing there with his eyes fixed on me. I know that he wants me because his eyes are burning with desire. He seemed to be fighting the urge to touch me but finally, he gives in. His face was blurred at first but as he gets nearer, his face becomes more and more familiar. Those penetrating blue green eyes...

Damn it! What was I thinking? My mind cut through my imagination. I hastily went and dipped into the tub without thinking of removing my panties.

Drowsiness is hanging heavily on me as I make my way to the bedroom. My brain is too sleepy to remind me that I should change into my nightshirt. Nightshirt, I smirked to myself, how old fashioned! I'll sleep in my robe instead.

As I lay my head on the pillow, I expect to be taken to slumber land but it seems that I haven't for I found that I was still lying on my bed. It was a bit dark. Another power interruption perhaps.

“Wake up sleeping beauty,” I heard a man's voice. Jack. It's his voice.

“You shouldn't be sleeping on your honeymoon. Now wake up and please your husband.”

I smiled naughtily, rolled over and lay on my stomach.

“How about this darling?” I teased. To my amazement, I felt his sinewy hands stroke my back down to my waist, to my behind and to my legs. I tried to hold my breath but I found myself start panting.

“Perfect” his voice turned husky. He stood up and walked further into the dark but I could see him slowly removing his clothes. I tried to look sexy and anticipating but deep inside, I was actually nervous to see a man naked.

“Here I come darling,” Jack's voice turned deeper as he approach.

“Come to me” I wantingly beaconed as I rolled over once again and laid my back on my soft bed.

To my shock, it wasn't Jack's face that I saw. It was Gerry, my neighbor.

“I've always known that you want me” his smiling face hovered over me.

RIIIING!!! The deafening alarm clock filled my ears and ripped into my consciousness. Instantly I woke up to find that it was just a dream. With a few swearings, I reached for the alarm clock and turned it off. Blasted! I forgot that today is Sunday and I activated the alarm clock. I looked at the clock and swore again. It was 7am.

Since it was futile to return to sleep, I decided to get up and fix my breakfast. While I was frying some bacon and pancakes, my mind drifted to what it remembered last night. I dreamt that I was with another man. No, wait! I imagined that I was about to make love with another man! And it was my neighbor. How funny. I should be dreaming about doing with Jack because we would soon end up in that marrying stage but instead dreamt of another man just because I rode on the same elevator while he was making out with another woman. How funny and how weird, I thought. Oops, the bacon and pancakes are almost finished.

That afternoon, I went outside to throw my garbage into the bin at the back of the apartment block. It was October and wind is getting colder as days went by. I was only wearing light clothing and no mittens because I thought I would only be out for a while. I thought: nobody gets frostbitten just by standing outside for a few minutes. This is the price of living alone: you get to do everything and anything that you don't normally do while living at the comfort of your parents' home. Like throwing the rubbish. Now, the trouble with throwing rubbish is that I have to throw it inside a huge four feet high tank with a heavy metal lid. Throwing open the lid was easy but, throwing my bag into the bin was tricky because I have to hurl it with all my might just to get it in and it's not easy since it's four feet high and I'm only a little more than five feet. I grabbed the black plastic bag and tried to swing it (while cursing myself for not throwing the rubbish a week ago and letting it accumulate this BIG) as hard as I could. I managed to shoot one into the bin and I've grown tired for throwing the second but failed to throw it into the bin. I know that I can't just leave the other bag lying around here because I will be fined and my landlord might throw me out of my apartment.

“Having some trouble, neighbor?” I heard a voice behind me. I don't want to turn around because I know who it belongs to but I have to.

“Yes, the bin was giving me hard time” I managed to say as I turned around and face him.

Yes, it's Gerry.

He laughed when I answered. He was carrying four black bags, two on each side, and much larger than the two I carried. But since he's much taller and of much bigger built, he carried it like it's just a child's satchel.

“You should be asking somebody for help,” he said as he approach me. The chilly October wind is slowly creeping under my thin jacket and red cotton shirt and my teeth began to chatter.

“W-Well, I d-don't ask m-my boyfriend to d-do it for m-me” I managed to speak.

“How come? He shouldn't let his ladylove out here doing a man's work”he said as he efficiently placed the four bags into the bin.

“W-We d-don't live together,” I replied. I was embarrassed to say that but, I have to tell the truth.

Again he laughed. I want to be angry but I can't help but find his laughter to be quite infectious.

“Ah, a conservative prude you are,” he grinned as he stood staring at me, “I thought the Queen is the only prudish lady in this country.”

“C-can you p-please h-help m-me?” I could no longer deny that I was in need of help. I won't get frostbitten but I know now that I'm in danger of hypothermia.

He took my remaining black plastic bag and placed it with ease inside the bin. I noticed that he was not wearing mittens or some gloves either and I managed to look at his hands. It looked huge and strong like a giant. Or a titan. I suddenly remembered the brunette he was with last night and I imagined what those huge hands did to her...

“It's kind of huge isn't it?” I heard Gerry say.

“What?” I got alarmed.

“The rubbish bin.” he replied to my relief, “ I reckon that the government probably knows that the people here do not believe in recycling. Why, it's even large enough to fit all the tenants in this block.”

“I wouldn't be even surprised if one day, the landlord might rent it to some vagabond” I managed to say, “rent is quite high in this city and God knows, everyone who moves here are running out of a good place to stay.”

We both shared a laugh. It felt good that finally I was able to reach out and make friends with someone in this neighborhood because I don't even know the occupants of the apartment next to me. On our way to the elevator, I began to feel warm and cozy again and that's when I finally managed to start a conversation. I found out that he's a lawyer working in a law firm at the building across the hospital where I worked but he's into rugged sports such as football, rugby, hiking and rock climbing.

“Not your typical lawyer, isn't it?” he said.

“No, it's fine,” I said, “if you ever get caught storm in the mountains, you can sue the guide for recklessness and if somebody tackles you during football, you can also sue him for attempted physical injury.”

“Right.” he answered while laughing.

I was laughing so hard that it was too late to realize that he was staring at me. When I managed to choke down my laughter, he was still staring at me. It was my first time to see those blue green eyes at close range and honestly, they were very seductive.

“What is it?” I asked nervously.

“Your eyes,” he said, his eyes still not blinking, “it's actually my first time to see such pitch black-colored ones.”

I gulped a bit as I tried to regain my composure.

“Really? What do you think of it?”

“It's like staring at the mirror,” he said, “Nostradamus would look into a black mirror to see the future. I'd like to know if I can see something too.” as his face moved nearer. I held my breath when I felt his warm breath getting nearer.

Fortunately, the elevator door finally opened and I managed to break away from his stare. I was afraid that he might discover the erotic dreams I had about him. What would this man think of me?

“I have some house cleaning to do,” I said as I walked towards my apartment door.

“That's very impressive of you, my lady,” I heard him say.

I paused for awhile thinking what he is doing and if he's staring at me. I heard the door unlocking. His door. When I finally got into my apartment, it was when I finally let out a breathe of sigh. I was thinking if he would invade my thoughts again tonight.

That night, it happened again. The dream.

The light was a bit dim but the bed sheet was colored white. It was more vivid than the last time. This time, his face is much more visible as if it's real. He was in bed, lying on his back wearing nothing but with a white blanket covering his hips.

“Come over here darling, I need you,” he called me once again in his husky voice, “and I know that you need me too.”

Without any protest, I approached him in my white robe, hair loosely falling down to my shoulder.

“I am here, darling” were my words.

“Do your lover a favor and take off your clothes,” he commanded.

Slowly, I took off my robe and found out I was wearing nothing underneath.

“Come to bed, my lady,” he sat up and motioned me, “it's getting quite cold.”

I slipped between the sheets with him with submission.

“I'll show you how a lady should be treated,” he seductively said as he placed his arm around my waist. His mouth met with mine and he consumed me with brute force. I moaned and wrapped my arms around his neck. He shifted his hold and moved his hands down to my hips. He lifted me and it was when I realized he wanted me to straddle him.

“Tonight, we will become one” I heard his voice faintly between my moans as I felt his lips move down to my neck.

Tonight...tonight...those words continued to ring into my ears.

The next morning, Monday, was the start of another rat race. I've already grown used to the mad rush hour. Walking, no, racing to work along with three quarters of the city's population. As usual, I arrived 15 minutes before 9 and changed into my work clothes. A cup of coffee and some cinnamon buns and it's the beginning of work.

“Good morning, Abby” I greeted our receptionist, “anything new?” I meant to say if I already have a patient in waiting.

“As usual, five arrived today” she replied handing me the patient's request forms.

I went to my cubicle where my sonogram machine is located and waited for the patient to come in. As I've said, I've grown used to the routine that I finished all five in just a matter of minutes which usually took me an hour when I was just starting to work here. I looked at my watch and saw that it was already time for coffee break.

I was on my way to the coffee maker at the pantry when Abby stopped me.

“Mary, you still have one more patient left.” Handing over the patient request form.

I grimaced as I took it. “Fine, I'll do it.”

Reluctantly, I read the request and went back to the dim room. Whole abdomen sonogram. Blasted, it will take me more than an hour before I refill my stomach again. When I turned to see my patient, he was the first to speak.

“Hello there, neighbor,” it was Gerry in his tight fitting black shirt, “so this is where you work.”

“Hello too,” I said and smiled, “and what brings you in here?” motioning him to lie down on the examination bed.

“I've been bothered by this bloody pain around my belly for some time now,” he said as he proceed to lie down, “I just usually ignore it but the doctor wants to make a living out of me and put me through some tests.”

“I see,” I said as I ready the sonogram machine.

“I guess he wants to check if you have some gallstones or kidney stones. Please lift up your shirt.” I said in a casual manner.

“That is much troublesome. I'll just do this.” he said as he took off his shirt and my mouth ran dry when he revealed his chiseled body. It wasn't chiseled, it was perfectly carved with abs. I lifted the ultrasound probe and placed some ultrasonic gel on it.

“This is a bit cold,” I warned him. During the weekend, our department aide had forgotten to place the ultrasonic gels in the heater and now the gels are as cold as ice.

“Ow! That is definitely bloody cold,” he remarked once the probe touched his stomach. I laughed but I had to stifle it immediately because our supervisor is usually roaming around and it's prohibited for the staff to laugh during working hours.

I was trying to concentrate on my work but I can't help but peek on his perfect belly where my ultrasound probe roamed smoothly. It made me feel ashamed of my bumpy baby fat-stricken belly. But I wonder how it feels to lie on top of those hard six packs. I also noticed that his sparsely hairy chest was also well built. I suddenly remembered the other night about my dream. He was lying on the same position as he is right now. If only I could straddle him...

“See anything wrong?” his words interrupted my thoughts.

“Nope.” I said as I scanned once more.

“Actually, it hurts right here,” he said as he took my hand and placed it near his navel much to my surprise.

“Well, as far as I can see, I see nothing unusual.” I assured him. All the time I tried to fix my eyes on the sonogram monitor because I felt he was staring at me all the time. I was glad when the procedure came to an end and he left without any word. When I came out of my cubicle, my friends are all waiting for me.

“Coffee break?” I cheerfully asked.

“Coffee break yourself,” Bess giggled, “it's already 12 o'clock.”

“You've been there for more than two hours, my dear,” Meg said.

As I've told before, Jack and I are in a steady relationship and it's a dream for me to get married and have my own family. My siblings are all married now and our mother is living with her other siblings in our ancestral home in the countryside. Now, they are pressuring me to settle down. Actually, Jack and I have talked about marriage on some occasion but we both agreed not to tie the knot so soon as we wanted to be financially stable first before we get married. Which probably explains why Jack is spending more of his time working overnight nowadays. I was also thinking that as soon as Jack and I to get married, I would probably forget about Gerry.

I hope.

“I'll be working late again today, love,” I heard Jack's voice over the phone when I called his mobile number.

“Yes, I understand,” I lamely responded like a broken record. Same old story.

One night, instead of going straight home, I stopped by at the nearby modest restaurant. It was ran by my landlord's wife and I've already made an arrangement to eat there on a promise that I will pay along with the apartment rent. Should I fail to pay the accumulated bills, I will be automatically ordered to vacate my apartment. Simple as that. But I only go there to eat when I'm too tired to cook or when I forget to go to the grocery store. World Cup has just finished and the place is quiet with only a handful of people eating calmly. During football season, this place comes alive with cheers and shouts that makes you fear that a riot might break out anytime. After having my supper of lasagna (my comfort food) and jasmine tea, I reached over and took out the evening newspaper that I bought. It feels good to get in touch with the world and know what's happening back home after long hours of work. Aside from that, I went to read my favorite section: funny cartoons. Underneath the cartoon section is the horoscope section. I admit that I read horoscopes every now and then but it's just out of curiosity. I heard some foot steps approaching. Eventhough I don't need to lift my head, intuition tells me who it belongs to.

“I see you read horoscopes,” Gerry said while carrying a cup of tea, “May I?” pointing on the seat opposite me. I was too shy to say anything so, I just nodded. He pulled the chair and sat down.

“It's funny, isn't it?” he started, “I live opposite yours. My office is opposite the hospital where you worked and now, I'm sitting opposite you.”

“Yes, a bit too much of coincidence doesn't it?” I politely said putting down my paper.

“Like I said, I saw you reading horoscopes,” he looked at me, “do you believe in it?”

“Well, sometimes,” I answered cautiously, “do you?”

“Let's just say, I believe that each sign sometimes describes a person.”

“I don't know,” I admitted, “my birthday falls under Virgo but I never thought of myself as a neat freak. A little sweeping, dusting and vacuuming will do.”

“Really now,” he started to laugh. He paused for awhile to sip his tea.

“And what's your sign if I may ask sir?” I asked politely. I have this nagging belief that lawyers have a sensitive ego and one wrong question could land you a lawsuit the next day.

“What do you think of Scorpios?” he finally said putting down his cup.

I thought for awhile because I wasn't that good in astrology.

“Well,” I started, “I know that Scorpio is a water sign. They are a bit secretive and stubborn and once they get into a relationship, they become jealous to the point of possessiveness and—”

“Do you find them sexually irresistible?” he interrupted.

I was too stunned by his question but I soon recovered.

“Well—my boyfriend is not a Scorpio,” I said, “but I got attracted to him, if that's what you want to know. Excuse me.”

Afterwards, I got up, bade goodbye to the landlord's wife and left. I kept on walking without expecting him to follow me until I got into the elevator shaft.

I was too late to close the elevator door and he managed to get in.

My head is starting to throb with ache and I just want to be left alone.

2nd floor.

“The problem with you good girls,” he started, “is that you are actually a bunch of coy flirts.”

“Please stop now.” I responded.

“That's what makes aggressive women win over you prudes,” he said ignoring me, “at least the bitches I know know what they want and they get it.” Those words are spoken too sharp and too hurtful.

“Well, go back to your bitches sir,” I snapped back, “and leave us good girls marry the good boys.”

3rd floor.

The door opened. That was the end of the conversation.

That night, I fell into a deep dreamless sleep. But somehow, I missed the dream.

The following week, I no longer saw Gerry. He must have moved out somewhere and once again, I'm surrounded by strangers in the building. Part of me felt relieved that Jack's 'competition' is already out of my life but somehow, I felt that I've lost a sense of thrill in my life. No more elevator rides together at 7pm to look forward to. No one to help me with the garbage. No man to invade my dreams again. Somehow, the mysterious Scottish rogue have left some mark in my life.  But I guess, that's how life is.

It was December and once again, the hospital's Christmas Party is here again. Like any Christmas parties, we all exchanged gifts. Our supervisor got a new Gucci bag. Abby, our receptionist, got a new digital camera that she had always wanted. Meg got a new shawl. Bess showed off a gift certificate to a posh restaurant and I gave Jack the latest designer perfume for men. I was the last one to be handed with the gift.

“Open it now Mary,”Meg urged me cheerfully. The others started coaxing me.

There seems to be no use to keep the suspense, I said to myself as I tore open the package.

When the wrapper and box was removed, a pair of black lace brassier and thong was revealed. The whole place suddenly erupted with jeers and laughter much to my embarrassment but Jack gave me a big hug and kissed me.

“Have to put it to use very soon,” Meg winked at me but, I just smiled nervously and looked up at Jack. But the black lace was never used even on New Year's Eve because Jack bade goodbye to spend the holiday at his parents' house and I was on duty at that time. At the back of my mind, I planned to use it on Valentine's Day instead. I'm sure that by that time, Jack is already here and I plan to give myself to him since we're going to be married soon.

Time seems to fly so fast and before I knew it, it was already two days before Valentine's Day. I plan to surprise Jack by going to his office and since I know that he would be working alone, I might as well show up in black lace. I heard my co-workers telling me that sex in the workplace offers great thrill. A sense of danger. That is what I'd like to find out.

February 14. I went home immediately. I took a quick shower and put on the black lace bra and thong (to my surprise, it fitted perfectly) and put on a gray trench coat to hide it. Although it's normally walking distance to the hospital, I took a taxi cab to get there quickly. The hallway to the accounting department is dim because it's already past working hours for the hospital's office staff and only the way to the emergency room and diagnostic rooms were lit. I managed to slip in and was walking my way to the Jack's office. Tonight is the last night of my virginity, I smiled.

I finally got into the office and quietly turned the knob. I thought that I would surprise Jack but it seems to be it's my turn. At the corner, where Jack's table is located, I saw him engaged in a passionate kiss —with another man!

“Jack!” I cried as my eyes start to blur with overflowing tears.

They suddenly broke up and it was then that I found out that the other person was Jack's boss. All this time, I was thinking that my fiancé was staying up late counting money and figures but, I was wrong. I could compete with any woman for Jack's affection, but to compete with another man, nevertheless his own boss, is too much for me. Jack suddenly turned pale and guilty because he was caught red-handed.

“Mary, please let me—”Jack started to explain but I already turned around and ran out of the room. I don't know how I managed to run from the hospital grounds to my home without thinking of getting run over by a car or meeting a criminal who might rape me but before I knew it, I was already in my apartment. I removed the trench coat, kicked my shoes in different directions, threw myself to bed and cried my heart out.

Moments later, I heard the phone at my bedside table ringing. How long I've been crying, I have no idea. At first, I hesitated picking up the phone. If it's Jack, he can go to hell. But if it's not Jack...anyway, I ended up picking up the cordless receiver.

“Hello?...” I answered in between sobs.

“You'll look lovelier in your lace if you're not crying.” said the voice on the other line.

I flared up, rose from my bed and grabbed my white robe hanging on a nearby chair. It finally dawned into me that I removed the window curtains this morning and sent it to the laundry maid to clean.  I completely forgot about it because of Jack.

“Wh-Who the f—” I yelled as I struggled into my robe.

“Why is it that you Virgos wear sexy black lacies only to hide it under a silly robe?”

“Gerry?” I stopped and stared into the large bedroom window, “Where are you?”

“You know that I always prefer living opposite to your world.”

I walked over and looked out of the window and across the street is another apartment building. Looking further, I saw directly opposite my window, a window with lampshade lighting up the dim room. Standing inside is Gerry, holding the phone and looking directly at me. It was then I realized he was shirtless and I could see his rippling muscles, glistening in the light and seemed tempting to touch.

“Glad you can see me now.” he smiled.

“You fool,” I was starting to get furious, “ how long have you been spying on me?”

“Let's just say I wanted to take more glimpse of your world. Since living across the floor won't do, I decided to take a more strategic place.”

I got too stunned to talk. All the time, I always thought that he had left me alone. I was wrong. This Scotsman really proved to me that Scorpios are stubborn creatures.

“And what about my life that you have seen so far?” I asked.

“I saw you running home this evening and you were crying,” was the reply. “It's that bloody fool Jack, isn't he?”

I paused.  I realized that all my life, I have always been trying to be a good girl and kept my image that way.  Perhaps, being a good girl doesn't always guarantee you happiness.

“I told you good boys won't always do you good.” I heard him say. I looked down at my black lace lingerie. Then something came up on me.

“Gerry.”

“Yeah?”

“You can see what I'm doing right now, don't you?” I slowly laid my back on my bed. My white robe fell to my sides revealing my black lace.

I heard him gasp on the other line.

“I know you can see what I'm doing right now,” I continued, seductively raising my legs on the bed. “Tell me Gerry, do I really look good in black lacies?”

“You have no idea, my lady,” his voice started to turn husky.

I began to run my fingers from the top of my chest down further across my belly.

“Do you mind baby fat on a belly?” I asked as I made circles on my belly with my finger.

“Please...please don't drive me mad this way,” he began to pant. I giggled. At last, I seemed to have found his weakness but I didn't stop there.

“You told me that good boys won't always do me good and now I know,” I continued, “now tell me about the bad boys.” I ran my fingers further down to the top of my lace thong.

I can tell the effect of my movements because his breathing is becoming more labored than before.

“Convince me that bad boys can do me better than good boys.” my voice started to turn husky.

“Tell me what you want me to do,” he responded with his breath heaving.

“I decided to stop being a good girl,” I rolled over on my stomach and stared at his window, “I want to be treated like a lady.”

“Say that you need me—NOW!” he started to growl with desire.

“Then come to me.” I said and turned off the phone.

It was a matter of minutes before I heard some frantic knock on my door. I peeped first into the hole and when I saw it was him, I unlocked the key. Like a wild beast, he quickly went in and grabbed me by the waist and began to kiss me hungrily.

“I've been dying to do this with you the first time you rode on that elevator with me,” he murmured the minute we broke our kiss to catch our breath.

“So am I, darling,” I responded before his mouth captured mine once more. His lips, tongue and breath were much warmer than Jack's. I responded by touching his tongue with mine. He groaned and our tongues began to flick excitedly like snakes. Jack's kiss was a bit more gentleman-like but Gerry's kisses were rough but I found out that I like to be handled roughly. The weather was turning a bit cold but we're both sweating with the sweltering heat of our bodies. Gerry lifted me easily and carried me in his arms as if we were newlyweds and I am his bride.

He was about to ask me, “Where do you want to--”

“My bedroom is straight ahead,” I interrupted.

He carried me with ease and when we got inside, he gently let me down on my feet with my back turned to him. Then, he helped me out of my robe, grabbed me by the waist again and started kissing me at the nape and his tongue tracing and nibbling my earlobes.

“Darling,” I whispered running my hands on his jaw as he runs his tongue along my neck.

“Yes?”

“My bra is a bit tight. Please loosen it up for me?” I panted.

With much efficiency, he unhooked my brassiere and threw it somewhere on the floor.

I turned to face him while he cup my face with his right hand and his left hand cling heavily into my hair then, we started kissing hungrily again. My hands began to explore and I was thrilled to explore my fingers on the taut muscles of his chest down to his stomach. I used to fantasize about it some nights ago but now, it was for real. I felt him break free from my hold and to my shock he began flicking his tongue on the top of my breast.

“Do you find it a bit small, darling?” I asked him, thinking about the heavily breasted brunette he brought to his apartment months ago.

But he did not respond. Instead, he coiled his tongue around one nipple and began to suck hungrily like a hungry infant and it made me moan much louder. Surely, my fiancé—or rather, now ex-fiancé—have not succeeded in bringing this kind of pleasure to me. Looking up at my bedroom window, I got scared and stopped Gerry for awhile.

“Suppose everybody in the opposite building is watching us?” Thinking of it makes me feel that we might be much worse than Paris Hilton and her lover.

“Don't worry love, it's Valentine's day, everybody's too busy doing the same thing” he grinned as he quickly added, “but ours is bloody much better.” and he carried me again and laid me on my bed. Luckily, it was a queen sized bed with soft powder blue comforters and yellow colored pillows. It used to be my resting area whenever I get home every night after work but tonight, it was converted into a bridal chamber.

As I lay on my bed, he stared down on me as if studying what to do next.

“Give up now, sir?” I teased as I stroke the outlines of his face and his lips.

“Not yet,” he said huskily, “are you?”

I just shook my head in response.

He bent his head again and began to run his tongue on my breasts again and I started to moan when his mouth caught hold of one nipple and began to suck again. This time, it's more savage than the first as if he was sucking my breasts dry.  I felt his hand managed to get inside my thong and found access my pussy and to my surprise, he began to rub my clitoris.  Then he found my lovehole.  It was already wet just by his rough kisses and sucking.  As his head move to suck another nipple, he placed his finger inside my lovehole.  My vaginal muscles started constricting violently as the foreign object , his finger, began to move further deep inside.  Slow at first, then he began to move his finger faster and faster.

"Gerry! Oh baby! Don't!" were the words that came from my lips.  But he seems to know that I meant the opposite. 

My moaning started to get louder and I began to clutch the back of his head with my hand when I felt his tongue move slowly down to my stomach. At that moment, I began to think that my baby fat is not so bad after all. My moans started to become loud cries when I felt him make circles around my navel with his tongue. He wanted to moved further down and despite of the pleasure his finger gave, I removed his hand from my pussy because something else came into my mind

I slowly sat up and pushed him to lie down. He was surprised to see me do this but I'm much more surprised in my guts. Anyway, I have to continue what I started. I proceed to straddle him and I decided to imitate his actions. Our mouths began to join once more then, I moved my tongue down to the hollow of his neck and tasted the saltiness of his skin. He started groaning louder and his chest start to heave faster as my tongue began to move around and all over his chest. I paused for awhile when I reached his belly. I suddenly remembered how the ultrasound probe roamed freely and smoothly on those taut belly muscles and it made me think how it feels to run my tongue on it. I looked up at Gerry's face and I saw his face was flushed red and he was breathing heavily.

“Please go on,” he begged, “drive me mad, my lady.”

I bent my head. At first, I kissed the taut muscles for awhile. Then, I opened my mouth and let my tongue out to lick his stomach. To my excitement, I heard his loud cry as I pushed him on the throes of pleasure. He clutched my hair tightly and groaned. I knew then, that I have found this man's weakness. I continued to run my tongue along the grooves of his tight muscles and the more I run my tongue, the louder his groans become and the faster his breathing becomes.

Like what he did, I made circles around his navel and along the line of hair running from his chest down to his stomach and into his lower abdomen. I ran my tongue along that line from his navel down to the border of the top of his trousers. I don't know if it's my imagination but I saw his bulging cock twitch under his trousers.  I picked up one button of his trousers and started to release it.  One by one, I removed the buttons until the all that imprisoned his cock was his white underpants.  It seems that Gerry sensed my inexperience and with one hand, he took out his cock for me to see.  My mouth ran dry as his large cock sprang upright in front of me.  The head was rosy-colored and visible veins ran along the shaft. 

"Take it in your mouth, love," he hissed.  It was my first time to see a man's cock, let alone, an erect one.  I hesitated at first because it seemed too big to fit even between my lips.

"Take it," Gerry gasped in anticipation.  Slowly, I began to kiss the head.  I heard him groan with pleasure.

"LIck it, baby,"he instructed me as he clutch my hair with his hand as if leading me,"taste it like a lollipop.  It's yours now."

I complied.  I ran my tongue along the head and moved down to the shaft.  He started grunting and groaning louder.  His response seemed to excite me and I continued to lick his cock starting from the head down to the shaft and back. 
His hand clutched my hair tighter as he spoke through labored breath: " Now, put it inside your mouth, baby."

Like an obedient slave I opened my mouth and slowly engulfed the throbbing head.  It was huge, I think like a baby's fist that it took me awhile to get my mouth accustomed to the huge pulsating cock.  When I felt that my throat muscles are ready, I moved my head to put his whole length inside much to his moans of pleasure.  I decided to remove his cock out of my mouth so I can gasp for breath but he stopped me from midway and pushed my head back down again and lifted my head up again.  It took me awhile to get the tempo and soon I was bobbing my head up and down his cock.  His groans and pleads sounded like music to my ears and began to excite me knowing that I, despite being a virgin, am giving this man the time of his life.  I thought I could bring him to climax by sucking him but he clutched my shoulder and said:

“Stop now, love,” he gasped pulling me up gently, “it's time.”

He laid me on my back as he rose from the bed and strip off the remaining clothing in his body. In a minute, I saw, for the first time in my life, a man's naked body. When I  dared to look on the lower part—the one between his legs—I felt all flushed with fever and got embarrassed because of it.  Standing at the foot of my bed is a 6 foot man with a well sculpted body and a hard ramrod that is about to liberate me from my virginity.

“That bloody do-gooder boy of yours is missing a lot,”he smiled, “he didn't know how beautiful you look.”

Gerry took hold of the straps of my lace thong and began to pull my remaining clothing down to my legs.

“Darling, please don't tear it,” I told him with my sweetest bedroom-like voice, “we might need to use it again.”

He need not be told because in a few minutes, I was in my birthday suit. The thought of my nakedness made me feel uncomfortable that I placed my right hand on top of between my legs.

“Acting like shy virgin bride, eh?” Gerry smiled wickedly.

“What are you going to do about it, sir?” I teased him.

He didn't answer. He began to take me again by the mouth and it seemed that his passionate kiss gets better everytime. I felt his right hand remove my hand and parted my legs. I tried to break apart from his kiss to show my anxiety on what is to come but, he whispered in an assuring manner:

“Don't worry love, it's just going to be a bit painful at first. You'll feel the pleasure afterwards.”

I felt him move on top of me and managed to nest himself between my legs. But his blue green eyes remained fixated on me.

“Hold on to me, my lady,” he said, “here I come.”

A sharp pang slowly ripped into me. I cried out loud as tears came out of my eyes while I clutched Gerry tightly on his sinewy arms. I opened my eyes and saw him slowly coming down on me. Gerry is a six foot man: largely built on all proportions while I'm a foot smaller with a small built. I thought that I will be torn apart from the inside as the pain become almost unbearable. I was on the verge of passing out when I felt him kiss me again gently and whispered soothing words into my ear:

“Wake up now my love, the pain is gone now.”

I opened my eyes and saw his blue green eyes meet mine. His left hand is caressing my face while he rests most of his weight on his right so as not to crush me.

He began to kiss me again when I felt him withdraw himself from in me. I gasped but, before I could do anything, I felt him thrust himself again.

“Gerry...” I called him faintly. My arms slipped under his armpits and began to caress his back.

He repeated what he did again and the more he did it, the more pleasurable it becomes.

“Gerry..” I called on him again but in a sweeter manner.

 “I told you it's just the first,” he smiled and he went on thrusting himself inside of me.

I began to moan again and started to dig my heels on the soft bed.

“Oh, you're driving me mad, you wicked man,” I groaned.

“The same with me, my lady,” he answered as he heaved for another assault.

He started to thrust in a quicker motion and everytime he does, the more I feel wet inside.

“Oh, you're so wet,” he gasped as he thrusted himself in, “and yet so tight!”

My cries for his name started to get louder. But, I got confused when I felt him stop. I looked at him to ask what is wrong.

“It's not yet over, my lady,” he said, “you're just starting to feel the pleasure.”

He held me by my shoulders and hoisted me up. Before I knew it, he was the one lying in bed while I sit on top of him.

“Gerry!” I cried out, nearly digging my hands on his shoulders, as I felt him dig deeper in me.

But he was right. It was more pleasurable than the first. His heavy weight is no longer on me and he had no difficulty carrying my full weight by the hips. And the full control is on me now.

I used to dream of this several months ago but now, I found out that it's much better in reality.

I began to take charge of the situation and it's a great find to see a huge man surrender himself helplessly to me.
Then Gerry soon participated with me. Everytime my hips fall down, he would thrust himself up to meet me as if to dig deeper. I felt something bump within me and I moaned.

“Do it again please,” I would beg which he granted eagerly.
Then I felt the pressure started to increased. Gerry must have felt the same way too for he started to move at a quicker pace. We shifted position and once again, he was on top of me. But he pulled me a little to the edge of the bed that our feet reached the floor and he squatted instead of putting his weight on me. To my surprise, he lifted both of my legs by the calves and started to make sharper thrusts. I was completely thrown off my equilibrium with so much pleasure that I clawed on the sides of my bed and cried out his name much louder than before. He lifted me again on the center of my bed and laid himself on top of me again. Somehow we both know that the pressure is getting too much that he began to thrust faster as I swing both my legs on top of his behind as if to make him dig deeper. Our breaths started to race as we started to kiss passionately. But we broke up the kiss as Gerry began concentrated in thrusting himself in me. I could no longer contain myself that I screamed out his name. The moment Gerry clutched me tightly and cried out, I lost some consciousness as a I felt a warm gush between us. When I felt that it was over, I opened my eyes and saw him with sweat beading on his forehead while the rest of his body glistened with sweat. Panting, he laid himself beside my pillow and looked at me wearily.

“Did this bad boy made you feel good, my lady?” running his fingers along the outline of my face.

I just nodded slightly as I tried to catch my own breath.

“Somehow,” he whispered, “ I always knew that the good girls are much better when they get bad sometimes.”

I laughed heartily. For the first time, I find it fun to have a man able to make me laugh after making love.

“Is that why you seduced me?” I asked.

“Me?” he chuckled, “ I remember it was you who did.”

Then we laughed again.

I took the watch at the bedside and looked at it. 2 am.

“It's still early,” I yawned a bit as I moved to turn to the other side, “we can still catch some sleep.”

“Sleep?”

“Yes.” I replied.

“ I know that it's too early,” he said as he slipped his hand on my waist and started kissing me on the nape, “but I was thinking of something else.”

“You wicked man,” I smiled because I knew what he meant.

Oh well, I found out that it was worth the risk, because that was the start for both of Gerry and I. A bit peculiar and unconventional but that was how we started. By the way, we have just celebrated our third year together and we're planning to leave our twin babies to his folks while we take our hmm...226^th honeymoon.

Not people, a person. Only a myth maybe, but a myth is still a hope.

            I had been told, by those who said they knew and those who believed, that the myth was real. The old men who sat out their days in the silence of the village below had assured me. When they had discovered that I was interested in their myth they had broken their routine for me, had spoken and had wished me luck in my search; a search which had brought me to a high part of the island.

            I could see nothing in this wilderness save for the sun battered rocks, the aggressive sharp bushes that clung desperately to life like they clung to the dry soil and the far away, flat sea that surrounded everything. It curved with the earth where it met the horizon and faded into the sky at some distant place that I would never reach. Nothing moved up there in the heated still hour, no wind to dry the sweat from my back, no breeze to tantalise me with a promise to cool, and no sound but for the beating of my heart.

            I was alone with only silence for company. Silence and hope.

            Until a rock moved. Somewhere above me on a slope something disturbed the ancient placement of shingle and pebbles. A stone that had been covered for centuries, rolled, jolted into life by the trespass of an alien foot. It trickled down to the path and settled into a new home, adjusted to its change in scenery and fell immediately back to sleep, there to remain unmoved for another thousand years.

            And then more joined it, jostling down the slope beside me and racing to find the best place on the path to lie and wait. An excited chatter of movement signalling that someone was coming down the slope, pushing the debris of time before them as they slid, side foot first, pushing history aside in their descent.

            He didn’t see me. He stepped down to the road with his back to me and, once recovered from the scramble, looked ahead. I said nothing. I had been told that if I were to see him then all I need do was remain silent, watch and accept the signs he would give me. My heart, recently recovered from my own scramble up to this point, began to work itself again. A light skip jolted it into action with the realisation that he had found me and, from then on, it worked to beat itself a steadier rhythm.

            I watched him.

            A young man, slender with strong shoulders, dark hair and bare feet. He wore a roughly made shirt without sleeves that fell free from the back of his shorts. Shorts made from a different, ancient material that held tight to his hips but hung uneven over his dark legs. In one hand he carried a crook, hewn from some long dead tree, gnarled and worn by time. But his hand was smooth, his skin young and unaffected by the harshness of his land. His other hand was raised to his brow, shielding the sun as he searched the horizon ahead.

            I just watched and waited for the sign.

            They had said there would be signs. I should learn to read the omens that the myth decreed would be there. All there was to do was know the signs and follow them. For once you can do that you can then find your treasure. Your dream, your destiny. Call it what you will. To find the thing you seek you must learn to read the signs that are there only for you.

            But I knew that he understood what I was doing there. I knew that he had seen me, had watched me climb the path to this part of the mountain at this hour. We were alone. There was nothing out there but our destiny. He was there for me.

            He bent to collect a stone and I watched as he placed it in his palm, turning it with his fingers and cooling it. He threw it ahead of himself and I watched it fly, saw it glint in the sun and spin as it flew. It soared high before falling back to earth, landing gently and in silence on the path some way ahead.

            And while I had been watching it, the boy had gone. I was alone again. Just me and the sign, the stone that lay shining and bright among its hard, grey companions on the path. I walked to the place and picked it up, put it in my pocket and looked at the road ahead.

            Now it wound to the left where before it had turned to the right. I followed it and descended for a while until I was shielded from the sun by tall Cyprus trees that had grown there only for me. The way became cooler, a breeze moved among the dark green above me and changed the light that dappled the path ahead, showing me my destiny in a display of white light and dark shade, always changing, never standing still.

            Until I came to a gate. A coarsely made collection of branches and dead wood, bound with rope to two standing stones on either side. There was no need for the gate, I could easily walk around the stones and continue on my path. But there was a gate and it was there for a reason. A sign. I untied the labyrinth of knots that bound it on one side and lifted it open. Stepped through, closed it, tied it and walked on.

            He was waiting for me among the rocks. They were not barren anymore. A thick covering of soft moss now grew where once the sun had baked. The earth beneath my feet was now pliable. The air was cooler and damp. On either side of me cliffs rose up, and above them the canopy of leaves now fully protected me from the sun.

            He had put his crook to one side and had discarded his clothes. He lent back against a moss covered boulder, his feet crossed, his arms by his side. And he looked at me while I undressed.

            He looked into me, saw what I wanted, knew what he had to give and lifted his arms, opened them and drew me towards him. His eyes, dark and compassionate, looked deep inside me and drew me closer. When he smiled I knew that I had known him all my life. He had always been there, in dreams, in idle thoughts, in places I had only visited in imagination, he had always been with me. I had just never found him before.

            His arms wrapped around my back and his hands lifted to rest on my shoulders. A slender finger brushed my neck as he pulled my head to rest beside his. He said nothing as he cupped my head in his hand and stroked my hair, calming me, bringing me down to the safety of the peaceful place he lived in. Our chests rose and fell together with our breathing and I felt his heart in its placid rhythm against mine.

            And then he moved my head to look at me again. We said nothing. Nothing was needed. We knew how this was to be. We both knew that this had always been meant. Our lips touched softly as we had always known they would, our breath mingled, and our tongues spoke silent words with each other as they fought and played together like long lost friends. His hands stroked my back, hard nails drawing lines in my flesh until they dropped lower, held me and pulled my hips closer to his. I did the same for him, felt the smoothness of his flesh and the strength of the muscles beneath as my palms travelled down to hold his perfect roundness. I stroked him as he did to me, as we kissed, as our groins met and rolled together.

            His hands came to the front and started stroking me there. Carefully, gently he felt me, drew me up in his soft hand, pulled me back, twisted me, toyed with me. And my hand explored in the same way. My fingertips plied on the solid smoothness of his flesh, felt the weights beneath, brushed through short, soft hair and covered all of him, squeezed, teased, offered whatever he wanted and brought his deep kisses further into me.

            We lay down together on the soft moss covered floor amid the ancient stones.

            His deep kisses were over me, hot and searching. Across my chest, pushing in against my nipples, around them, beneath my arms, down my sides, across my stomach, to the top of my legs, lower to my knees, he played on the tops of my feet with his mouth and with his hands. The pains from the journey were kissed away into numbness as his gentle fingers made circles on my flesh, as his mouth searched new places, started to travel back upwards all the time tasting me, feeding from me. Until he found my hardness with his soft lips and took me tenderly, slowly, deeply within him.

            We had done this before. In waking dreams he had come to me, lain me down, cared for me and loved me. But each time before had been imagination. Now there was only me and him and there was no mystery. His back arched high and powerful as he knelt before me, worshiping what he was doing, slowly, gently rising and falling on me as if in prayer. His hair was delicate in my hands, his cheeks soft and full as I felt them, as he rose and lowered himself around me and drank in all that he himself had once dreamed about.

            An age of time slipped by. The world beneath grew and changed but we stayed as one throughout. I lifted him from me, kissed him, tasted myself on his lips, lay him down and took his dark firmness into my mouth. Tasted him, understood the mystery of his life, and I knew him as I knelt before him and worshiped as he had done. I stroked the side of his slender length with my lips, circled my tongue around him, pushed back down on him and buried my face into the short, downy hair. Each time I rose and fell I would fall further, pulling his hips up to meet me, wanting more and more of him each time.

            And then we were apart, standing, looking at each other. I could still feel his heart beating against mine, but we were not touching. I could still feel him in my mouth, but we were not kissing. I could still taste all of his sleek, firmness but there was nothing in my mouth. We watched each other. His hands ran over his own chest, smooth and dark. They slipped to his groin, stroked his own legs, and held his own hardness. We stood still. Our eyes did the work. I looked into his and I could see his joy, I could feel what he felt. I knew what we were doing. We were laying together, each buried deep inside the other in some impossible way. He was mine. His slim, smooth hips were rising to draw me into him. He was feeding on me, sucking me into him, pulling at my back. And at the same time I was allowing him into me. Feeling him slide carefully in, not holding him too tight for fear of breaking him. And as I rode, he rode. Together in the same rhythm, in the same heartbeats, both of us giving what the other wanted and taking only what we needed.  

            Feeling myself slide slowly into him; feeling him under me. Feeling him draw gently out of me; feeling him with me. Having him sit over me; push down to take all of me. Having him hold me; pulling me back towards him. Holding him as I drive myself in; owning him as I take him. Holding him as he grows harder and stronger inside of me; being his as I let him have his dreams. And then both of us swelling, tightening, driving deeper into each other, ramming, abandoned, clutching, grasping, desperate, being inside him, being him.

            And then a slow rising up from inside and a starburst jet of explosion rocks us both, fills him, fills me, combines us, mixes us, melts us as one. And keeps bursting within ourselves until we have nothing more to give each other, until there is nothing left to learn, until the myths have all been dispelled. Until there is nothing left to disbelieve as all is true and he is real.

            Just the two of us. He lying across my chest, his ear pressed to my heart listening for the rhythm of my life and steadying it, teaching it. My arm across his back, strong and protecting, guiding him to where he has brought me. Where he has brought us. To the end of the lonely road.

            And there to lie forever with the ancient rocks, the magic and the mystery of the past. To stay together like this until we too become part of history, part of the landscape. Another two stones lying undisturbed in myth until another lonely traveller passes by and moves us while searching for their own destiny.

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She wasn't hung-up about her body, but neither was she possessed of any false modesty. She knew she was attractive, and she accepted it. I've got a nice face and body, she thought, so what?

She critically examined her breasts. They were rounded uplifted mounds of creamy smoothness--the shape and size of coconuts. The nipples jutted up rubbery and erect.

She palmed her breasts, slowly sliding her hands over the mounds. A fizzing tingling feeling radiated through them.

"Umm," she murmured at the sensation. She ran her hands over her titties, pressing her palms on them and sliding her fingers over the nipples. "Ahh," she breathed out in pleasure.

She briskly stroked her tits, rubbing and kneading them. "Oh yes," she gasped at the sharp thumping feeling running through her breasts, down below her tummy and up to her throat. She licked her lips and swallowed.

She moved a hand down over her belly, down to her thighs. She slightly spread her legs and ran a hand down between them.

She stroked her cunny, sliding her hand up and down. Bolts of wet fire shot up her pussy. "Oh, ah, ooh," she panted as she rubbed her yoni.

She slid a finger in and stroked the clit with her thumb. "Oh god, yes!" she gasped. She hunched and jerked and cried out as a mini-climax rippled up and down her pussy.

She slowly ceased rubbing, and then she sighed. It felt good, she thought, but it's not ... it's not the real thing. I want the real thing ... a stiff thick cock, in my cunny--fucking me ... Hubby's cock.

She let out a raspy chuckle. But the way I feel right now, she thought, any cock will do.

She wagged her head and stepped into the shower.

She dressed casually, pulling on a pair of short cutoff jeans and a tee-shirt. She dispensed with panties and bra. Then she poured another glass of wine and sprawled on the sofa.

The phone buzzed and she answered it with a listless hello.

"How's my favorite neighbor?"

"Oh, hello Zeta. Your favorite neighbor is okay, I guess."

"You sound down in the dumps."

"Oh, it's nothing. It's just ... well, hubby called and told me he would be gone another three days. It's been four days already, and now--three more."

"Seven days. No wonder you're down. Well, I have a cure for you. It'll drive your blues away and perk you right up."

"What is it?"

"You'll see."

Kathleen chuckled in mystification as she heard the click of Zeta hanging up.

She thought about her. Zeta lived a few houses away from Kathleen. She was in her mid-twenties, tall for a woman, and slender, her hair cut boyishly short. In fact, everything about her was boyish, Kathleen thought and smiled. She knew that Zeta was bi, for, even though she liked men, she had made a couple of passes at Kathleen. Once, at a little get-together, she had brushed her hand down over Kathleen's rump; and one time she had found her in the kitchen and had come up behind her, placed her hands on Kathleen's hips and spoke in her ear: "You look good enough to lick."

Kathleen had shrugged it off and had not told her husband about it, because what would have been the point? What could she have said? "Hey, guess what, Zeta just made a pass at me." No, there had been no harm done. Zeta was bi and had made a pass at her, so what?

A few minutes later there was a tapping at the door and Zeta entered. She held a paper bag in her hand.

"I've come to chase your blues away and lighten up your spirits. It's just not right for my favorite neighbor to be down in the dumps. And speaking of spirits," she pulled a bottle out of the bag, "I just happen to have some right here."

"What is it?" Kathleen asked.

"Nordic wine," Zeta replied. "Now, why don't you get two glasses and a corkscrew and we'll proceed to chase your blues away."

The wine was potent. One glass of it was equal to three glasses of the wine she had drank. A warm glowing feeling pervaded her, while a tingling fizzed through her head.

Zeta went to the stereo and turned it on, and then turned to Kathleen. "And now, may I have the pleasure of this dance."

The music was soft and dreamy and they danced slowly to it. Zeta placed her hands on Kathleen's waist and moved up close to her. They swayed in unison to the music.

Zeta softly brushed Kathleen's cheek with her own and moved her arms around to her back.

Kathleen felt so good. The warm glowing feeling had grown to pervade her whole body.

Zeta slowly caressed her back. She moved her body forward and gently pressed it upon her and blew softly and warmly on her neck.

She brushed her lips on Kathleen's neck and slowly slid a hand around and stroked her flank.

Gently, slowly, she moved her hand, slipping it under Kathleen's tee-shirt and sliding it around to her back. She nuzzled her neck and caressed her bare back. Kathleen offered no resistance and Zeta grew bolder. She slid one hand around and stroked her tummy and with the other she brushed her rump.

When Kathleen still offered no resistance, Zeta knew she had her.

She slid her hand up and curled it around a breast, running it over the smooth warm mound. Kathleen breathed out warmly and slightly squirmed her body around. Zeta briskly stroked her breasts, palming and rubbing the warm swelling mounds.

Kathleen was panting now, and the feeling of Zeta's hands rubbing her titties made her move her body around in little circles.

Zeta raked the tee-shirt up and slid her mouth down on the breasts. She kissed the heated throbbing tits and licked them.

Kathleen grasped Zeta's head and thrust her titties onto her licking sucking mouth. She was on fire, red-hot shafts jabbed through her breasts, down through her tummy, down to her quim, and back up to her tits.

Zeta clutched at her, pulling her down, unsnapping her shorts, sliding them down. She slid atop Kathleen and began moving her body back and forth and around.

The two women panted and gasped at the feeling of their bodies rubbing upon each other. They moved and squirmed and entwined their arms and legs as they rubbed together.

Zeta moved down, sliding her face down to between Kathleen's legs. She grasped her thighs and drew them back and fell upon her cunny, rubbing her mouth on it. She brushed her lips on the peachy pussy and slid her tongue on the slit and blew hotly on it.

Kathleen gasped at the sensation of the slick wet tongue flicking and lapping on her slit. She clutched Zeta's head and reared her body up and mashed her yoni on her mouth, grinding it around.

Zeta grasped her hips and slid her tongue into the pussy. She jammed and swirled it in the hot moist channel.

"Oh, ah, oh god--ahh!" Kathleen panted and hunched and writhed as Zeta's tongue twirled and squirmed inside her cunt.

Zeta eagerly ate her out. Her quim tasted sweet--musky and moist. She jabbed her tongue back and forth, tongue-fucking the pussy.

"Oh god--oh ah--lick me, suck me!" Kathleen cried.

Zeta moved her body around, straddled her legs over Kathleen's head and lowered her cunny onto her face. She licked and sucked the clit as she rubbed her pussy on Kathleen's mouth.

Both women squirmed and bobbed their heads around in passionate pleasure as they ate each other out.

Zeta stayed with Kathleen that night; in fact she stayed with her for most of the next two days and nights. The two women rubbed and licked and sucked to their hearts' content. But on the third evening, something unforeseen and dismaying occurred.

Kathleen lay on the bed with her legs drawn back. She ground her pelvis around and mashed her cunt on Zeta's face. She gasped and panted as Zeta sucked her pussy.

Suddenly she heard the bedroom door open and a hissing intake of breath. She opened her eyes and looked over. Her husband stood there, a shocked look on his face.

He didn't say a word. He stared at them, and then he turned and walked out.

Kathleen heard the living room door snap shut, and by the time she got up and made it to the living room, she heard the sound of his car pulling out and speeding away.

Kathleen was literally heartsick. She stayed up for a long while, hoping against hope that her husband would return. Finally, with her shoulders slumped and her chest tight, she went to bed.

She was awakened by her husband getting in bed with her.

She looked at him, but he just lay there on his back, a stony look on his face.

"Honey, I--" she began, but he cut her off. "As you can see, the trip didn't last three days," he said. "Finished the business in two days."

"Honey," she said softly, reaching a hand out tentatively. "I love you."

His lips tightened and he said stonily, "You have a funny way of showing it."

She placed a hand on his chest and softly stroked it. "I love you more than I can say." She slowly slid her hand down his chest, down to his navel. "I always will."

Her hand moved on down to his crotch. "Always."

She cupped his cock and slowly began to rub it, stroking it up and down. She felt it stiffen and rise, growing in her hand. She moved her head down to his crotch, opened her lips and sank her mouth over the head of his prick. She sucked his dick fast, swirling her tongue around the knob, running her lips up and down, bobbing her head on it.

He was panting now and thrusting his cock forward. She sucked it avidly.

He suddenly slid his prick out, pulled her down on the bed and mounted her. With no preliminaries, he jammed his dick in her quim, stuffing it up her cunt in one continuous stroke. Then he began fucking her strongly and solidly, sawing his cock back and forth, frigging her with lusty jabs.

"Oh darling, yes!" Kathleen cried as he pumped his prick deep in her pussy. "Oh, my sweet, my only love!"

They held each other afterwards, stroking and nuzzling each other. He looked at her and with a somewhat sheepish smile said, "I have a confession to make. When I came in here and saw you and Zeta, I was shocked--at first. Shocked and puzzled. I had to leave. I was just ... well, it was a little too much to handle. I wasn't mad, I was just shocked. But, after I left and began to think about it, I found myself ... well, I found it to be ... I guess what I'm trying to say is it turned me on. Seeing you and Zeta, seeing her licking you, seeing her jab her tongue in your pussy." He drove his now-stiff dick forward, digging it up her quim. "Watching her tongue-fuck you, watching her fuck you!" He pumped his hard cock in her cunt, pounding it deep.

"Fuck me, darling, fuck me!" Kathleen cried out in happiness.

After they had fucked a second time, he suggested they go and pay Zeta a visit. "I think we should let her know that everything is all right between us," he said with a smile. Kathleen smiled back and said, "Yes, I think we should."

Zeta was surprised to say the least when Kathleen and her husband showed up at her house. She looked carefully at them, gauging their expressions. But Kathleen convinced her that things were okay, and when she suggested they all go into the bedroom, Zeta knew things were indeed all right.

Kathleen gasped and hunched as Zeta tongue-fucked her pussy; and at the same time she watched with pleasure and delight as her husband pumped his prick from behind in Zeta's cunt.

Everything was all right. Everything was perfect. Hubby, Zeta, and me, she thought. Yes, everything was perfect.

I went behind her and and knelt in behind her......I began to rub her tits and knew I was in for my first 3some and Jason well he was in for his first sexual adventure.....I took off her top and reached for her zipper on her jeans....no words were spoken.....she helped me slip them off with her knickers and I began to rub her pussy that was very wet......I looked around her to see her hand rubbing Jasons crotch and then she unzipped him and pulled his cock out......for the first time a chick had his cock in her hands and then she started to suck it.....I was now pumping her pussy and she sucked and licked Jason until I came.....I stood up and watched as she crawled ontop of jason and she put his cock in her hand and lowered her hot pussy down on him....She began to ride him and just then the door opened...it was Rob...He was in the next room I guess and wanted to come in with us....I said no...Jasons not feeling well.....and closed the door......I got back as Jason was now on top and fucking her....I let him get off and then he sat against the wall to get his wind back.... Pam once told us that she wouldn't suck a cock that just came out of her pussy as it was all gooey.....well I guess since Jason ate her pussy that was filled with our come then she would and she crawled over and sucked his wet cock again....I slid back in her doggystyle and she sucked him until I came again.....then we got up and dressed......

It started one night
The wife and myself where spending a quiet night in, Lynn went and had a shower, when she came down she was wearing a black mini skirt and a loose fitting blouse Lynn said that she would get us a drink whilst l went and got a shower, she also said that Tom a friend of ours had dropped off some blue DVDs and she would pick one whilst l was upstairs.

I quickly went for a shower knowing that if Lynn was going to watch a blue movie l was in for a good night, after my shower l put on some boxers a pair of jeans and polo shirt and went downstairs.

When l went into the room Lynn said that l had better take Rebel our Alsatian for a quick walk before we settled down, because l might not have the energy later when she had finished with me, so of course l took Rebel for a walk wondering what she had planned, when l got back Rebel went to his bed in the lounge and relaxed its a good life been a dog .

Lynn sat on the sofa and said that she had picked a DVD so if l would turn the lights down a bit we would start, she said that she had no idea what was on the DVD as none of them had labels on, she hit play and we sat back to watch what came on, the film started with a good looking young woman walking down the beach with a Alsatian dog, l said what the hell is this? laughing Lynn said shut up and get us both another drink watch the film and lets see what happens, so been the good husband l got us another drink.

The woman in the film had got home and was giving the dog a wash in the bath, but the dog didn't seem to like this much and was shaking himself and getting water all over most off it on the girl, when she was finished and had got the dog out of the bath she was soaked so she took off her dress, she wasn't wearing a bra so all she had on was a pair off skimpy black lacy knickers, she then rubbed the dog down with a towel to get him dry, whilst she was doing this the dog pushed his nose in between her legs and started to sniff her crotch, the girl stopped and pushed him away but the dog wasn't going to be put off  and after a while tried again but this time the woman didn't push him away, instead she said to the dog what do you want? She let him carry on and the dog started to lick her cunt through her knickers, the girl let out a moan of pleasure and standing up took her knickers off, she then went into the lounge and sat on the sofa the dog had followed her and when she sat down she opened her legs and the dog went back to licking her cunt.

I was watching Lynn to see her reaction to what was happening on the film, she looked excited so l asked her what she thought, she replied that she found it very sexy and she was already wet between her legs, l moved over and sat next to her and slid my hand under her blouse and onto her lovely tits, Lynn had a nice pair of tits not all that big but they where very firm and her nipples large and very sensitive, as soon as l started to play with her nipples she let out a groan of pleasure so l undid her blouse and lowered my head and took her right nipple into my mouth nibbling and pulling it with my teeth, Lynn loved this l then slid my hand up her leg and as I did this she opened her legs so l could get to her cunt, l was surprised at how wet she was her knickers where soaked, and after giving her beautiful pussy a couple off rubs she lifted herself up and told me to take her knickers off and finger her as she wanted to feel them in her pussy, l pulled her knickers off and put a finger into her pussy, l had never felt her as wet as she was and love juice was running down my finger, l pulled it out and put into my mouth she always tasted so nice and l had to have more, so l got up to get on my knees  so l could eat out her gorgeous pussy, but Lynn got hold of me and pulled me down and kissed me hard pushing her tongue into my mouth she then undid my jeans and pulled them down putting her hand inside my boxers and grabbing my hard cock she then pulled my boxers off and pulled them over my feet and flung them out the way Lynn broke off the kiss and pushed my head down to her pussy, l pushed her skirt up and put my mouth onto her cunt drinking in the beautiful musky smell of her very wet pussy, my tongue pushed into her cunt so that l could taste her love juice l gently nibbled her clit with my teeth pulling it and teasing it which always drove Lynn wild, Lynn grabbed hold off my hair and holding my head pulled it into her pussy shouting DON'T STOP  l put my hand up and wetting my finger with some of the juice that was pouring out of her pussy  slid it into her tight arse, this was to much for Lynn and she screamed and pulling my head even harder into her cunt shouted IM CUMMING DON'T STOP IM CUMMING  her legs started to quiver and they clasped my head  and Lynn came l drank up all of her juice as it ran into my mouth it was great.

Lynn pulled me up and again kissed me passionately using her tongue she said that was great, lets have a rest for a minute whilst l get my breath back.  I put my attention back to the film which Lynn had been watching all the time l was making her cum.  The dog was still licking the young woman's pussy but now she was rubbing his cock which was poking out of its sheath, the woman was really worked up and was constantly moaning and groaning with pleasure and it seemed as though she was having one orgasm after another.  Lynn looked at me and said l wonder what its like to have a dog lick your pussy? I said Rebels here why don't you find out, Lynn called Rebel across and putting two fingers into her pussy pulled them out and offered them to Rebel, he sniffed and then licked them, Lynn got hold of his head and pulled it to her pussy where he straight away started licking it much to the pleasure of Lynn who said it feels great as he gets his tongue right into my fanny.

In the film the woman now had the dogs cock out and l was surprised at how big it was it must have been eight and half inches long and quite large around with a tapered end and a big knot at the other end.

Lynn was watching this and told me to play with Rebels cock lets see how big he is, I reached down and started rubbing Rebels cock which had already started to poke out of its sheath, Lynn had got one of her hands on her clit rubbing it furiously and with the other she was rubbing her tit pulling the nipple so it stood out, Rebels cock was fully out now and was bigger than the one in the film it was a good 10 inches and very big round, when Lynn saw this she put her hand down and gently started to give it a wank, l put my hand on her pussy and played with her clit which was hard and proud and stuck out about an inch, Lynn said l want a cock in me now and l want Rebels its so big.

Lynn pushed Rebel away and getting up took off her skirt, she then knelt between my legs and Rebel came behind her and started to lick her pussy and arse OH GOD OHHHH that feels great she said I'm ready now for that big dog cock in my pussy, but Rebel had already got the idea and jumped up and gripped Lynn with his paws thrust his cock towards Lynn's pussy the first couple of times he missed so l leaned foreword and guided it in, as soon as Rebel felt the tip of his cock enter into Lynn pussy he thrust it all in, Lynn let out a scream of pain and pleasure Rebel then continued to drive his cock into Lynn's sopping wet pussy l could hear the squelching his cock made as it pounded Lynn's pussy, Lynn put her mouth over my cock and as only she can started to lick and suck it, taking all of my 8 inches into her mouth playing her tongue round the shaft whilst moving her mouth up and down, she was now pushing back when Rebel drove forewords trying to get more of his cock, l could see his big knot about the size of a tennis ball pushing against the lips of her pussy Rebel was fucking her really hard and fast and the pounding he was giving her was  pushing her tits up to my knees with the power of his fucking l thought Lynn would never get it in but Rebel gave a big lunge forewords at the same time as Lynn pushed back and l watched the knot disappear into her pussy Lynn let out a gasp and l could feel her starting to quiver so l knew she was getting ready to cum, l could feel my balls tightening so knew it wouldn't be long before l came as well, Rebel had slowed down now and was only fucking with short strokes, Rebel gave a loud yelp and Lynn lifted her head up and shouted that he was cumming and it was so hot, Lynn then shouted that she was CUMMING oh god IM CUMMING she put her hand onto my cock and wanked it hard and l came all over her face and hair what fell near her mouth she licked up Rebel looked very satisfied as did Lynn. He was still tied to Lynn and it was about ten minutes before with a plop he pulled out, Lynn put her hand back and caught some of the cum that was running out of her pussy putting it in her mouth she sucked and licked it all off, l got up got between her legs and licked and sucked the rest of it off, and while I was doing this Rebel came up behind me and licked my balls and cock clean.

After we had finished and where sitting on the sofa Lynn said that it was a good job that she had kept her blouse on because Rebels claws would have scratched her, I gave her a kiss and told her how much I loved her, I asked whether she had enjoyed being fucked by Rebel? Yes she said but I'm a bit sore now, and then laughing said how dirty it felt and you never know I might do it again, or maybe next time Rebel might like to fuck you.  I  thought about it and replied you never know.  But that's another story.

I went in to turn it off, but knowing I intended to scan her clothing items there too.  I noticed a smaller dresser in her closet and opened the top drawer and found a several thongs but most noticeably a black satin one.  Quickly I ran to my room and stripped myself of my clothes and ran back to my mom's closet.  I reached into her drawer and pulled out her black thong.

As I slowly slid it up my legs I could feel the softness of the fabric against my skin giving me goosebumps.  The thong slid into my butt giving me an odd but pleasurable feeling.  I looked in her other drawers and pulled out black stockings and they fit nicely since my mom was only a couple inches shorter than me and about the same build.

I rolled the panty hose up my leg making sure not to ruin them and I grabbed a garter belt out of another drawer.  The kind that have suspenders for the hose.  I then walked over to my mom's mirror and looked my bulge coming from my mother's small thong panties.  I grabbed a pair of mother's high heels and a black nighty she had hanging in her closet and ran into my room, completely forgetting about dinner. 

He said he didn't know what I was talking about but said he was in the mood so he threw on his coat, since it was in early December and came over to my house a couple blocks down the street.  He walked in the front door and there was a pair of my silk boxers and my silk robe on the staircase with a note that said, "Get changed and meet me in my room."

Jeff arrived in my room and saw another note that simply said "Get comfortable".  He sat back on the bed with his robe still tied.  I walked out of my closet with the high heels, stockings, thong, garter belt and the teddy on to see his eyes widen with surprise.  He asked me with a chuckle, "Why are you wearing girls' clothes?"  I said, "If you don't like it we don't have to do this" (since I was really in the mood to go all the way) and as I walked back towards my closet he reached his hand for mine.

He said he was sorry and that I looked beautiful.  I said I just wanted to make him happy and he leaned back once again.  I leaned in and kissed him just like we had done on our last night full of dares and I whispered in his ear, I dare you to take off your robe.  He shuddered with desire as he slowly undid the knot.

Once the robe was off I moved my hands from his stomach slowly up to his chest and lightly pushed him back so he was laying on the bed and began to lightly kiss his neck and suck on his nipples.  He leaned up and whispered you don't need to dare me, I've been waiting for this ever since our first dare.

With that comment I made my way southwards as his hands lifted the teddy over my head making my underwear completely visible to him.  He said, "You really thought this one out didn't you?", as he sat up.  I slowly slid my boxers off of him revealing his 6 inch teenage penis stiff and pointing right at me. 

I reached my hand out and grasped his shaft and slowly slid my hands up and down sometimes caressing his balls and nervously leaned into kiss my first penis ever.  He let out a soft moan when my lips touched his head.  I then moved his cock into my mouth more ane more until his whole cock was in my mouth.  It was just long enough to toy with my gag reflex but not make me gag.

I began to bob my head back and forth and he moaned a little more each time.  Then he placed his hand on the back of my head and began forcing himself deeper.  I can't say it didn't hurt but I can't say I didn't like it.

After a couple of minute I took my head off his head and stood up as he undid the suspenders and slid my thong off and reclipped the supsenders to the hose.  I began to take off my high heels and he grabbed my hands and softly said "No, leave them on".

I stood there in front of him and he began to suck me off, just as I did him, until I was hard then he pulled me out.  He asked me if I was done or if we could finish this.  I nodded that I wasn't done.  He whispered for me to grab my ankles.  He grabbed my nearby bottle of lotion that I use when I masterbate and he squirted a little over my asshole.  I grimaced when I thought the pain I was about to be in but smiled in my awaiting pleasure.

He rubbed the lotion on himself and all around my hole.  He asked me again for reassurance and I nodded my head.  He stuck a finger in and slowly moved it about and then two fingers to widen my tight hole he was about to ram his cock into.  He fingered my asshole for a couple of minutes until he was ready and had me lean up to suck his cock to make it hard.

Jeff's tone suddenly changed when he commanded me to grab my ankles and asked me "Are you my bitch?"  I sheepishly whispered "yes jeff".  He then spanked me once to get my hole open and grabbed both sides of him waist.  His throbbing cock flopped around until it was at it's entry hole.  He pushed his cock but it wouldn't go in.  He said relax and I tried but he still couldn't get in so he shoved through and I let out a scream but he didn't hear.  He fucked me for hours that night we did the ultimate dare.

Maria slipped into some clean panties under the shirt and came into the kitchen as the children were finishing their breakfast of eggs, bacon and biscuits their daddy had prepared. They hopped down from their seats and jumped and cheered for their M-a-r-I-a...........

Maria kissed them both and told them to go to their room and watch cartoons and she would be there in a minute to get them some play clothes for the day. Pierre just watched and admired how good she was with his children.

"Your remarkable with them Maria" , Pierre told her. "You are better than their mother ever was and I appreciate you so much"

"Thanks" Maria responded. "I like them too."

He took Maria into his arms and they kissed for a couple of minutes as Pierre told Maria how much she had satisfied him in bed last night. He told Maria he was calling her mother to tell her that she would be spending tonight with him also because we have some unfinished business young lady. "Is that ok baby?" Pierre asked?

"If you want me to stay with you again I will" Maria replied.

They were kissing again now as Pierre’s shirt that Maria wore, rode up over her panties as she reached up to kiss him fully. Pierre’s hand clutched a full measure of Maria’s lower ass-cheek and smooth panty. "I can’t wait to bury my cock in you tonight Maria. It has been a long time since I had some really good pussy baby" Pierre whispered to her.

"But you’ll have to teach me Uncle Pierre. I’ve never done that before" Maria smiled and said.

Pierre laughed softly and said, " With pleasure baby. I’ll teach you nice and slow Maria. You’ll feel like you have never felt before and want more of it everyday. With pleasure I will teach you."

Pierre phoned Maria’s mom and got permission for her to spend the night again. She said she would call Maria later that day and talk to her.

Maria went off to help the children as Pierre watched the most perfect ass he knew of sashay down the hallway. Soon now, he would have her, finally.

They all played and cleaned up around the house as Pierre caught himself staring at his niece’s sexy body almost all the time. Maria knew he was watching her and she enjoyed it some but was also uncomfortable at times too, knowing what he planned for her that night and not being sure she could do it with him when it was time. Finally around 3, he had to go to work and did, but with a bad case of Maria on his mind.

Maria’s mom called her soon after she knew Pierre would be gone for work. She asked Maria if everything was going ok? They talked small talk for a minute before her mom asked Maria if Pierre had "tried anything" with her.

"Mom?" Maria exclaimed. "He has hasn’t he Maria?" her mom stated. " Has he made love to you?

Maria now knew her mom was aware of something and she answered her mom slowly, " He wants me to do that with him tonight. We did kinda do some stuff last night too momma."

Maria’s mom told her to listen carefully, " Maria you must accept your part in our family. You must do the things that are expected of you and not bring dishonor to our family. You will be glad you did all these things one day. Make yourself very nice and attractive to him and see that he is happy with you. I am counting on you Maria."

Maria feed the children some supper that she cooked and left a plate for her uncle in the refrigerator. She bathed them and read them two books before tucking them in to sleep. Maria then went to bathe herself in the tub with a fragrant bubble bath soap her aunt had left when she moved her stuff out.

Maria then slipped into light pastel-blue panties with Princess on the front of them and low-rise faded jeans that she thought her uncle would like seeing her in. She then put on lip gloss, and eyeliner that matched her small blue panties and a thin white spaghetti-strap top and a blue, sleeve only top over her white one. Maria left her bra off so that her small breasts and nipples would show for her uncle. She was ready to be presented for his pleasure and her mom had pretty much told her to make love with Pierre.

Pierre arrived soon after getting off work at 11pm. Maria had been on his mind all night at work, totally destroying any hope of concentration. He wanted her in bed again and bad. There was a virgin at home waiting for him to take her pussy for the first time and he drove recklessly on his way home trying to get to her loving. Pierre could swear he smelled his hot little niece’s pussy when he got out of his car.

Maria was sitting on the couch when Pierre came in. He went directly to her as she stood and they embraced and kissed. "Are the kids asleep?" Pierre asked hopefully. He wanted to get started fucking Maria’s sexy 12 year-old body as quickly as possible.

"Yes sir. I took them to the park and played with them before we came home and cooked supper. Then I bathed them and read them a story before I laid down with them while they went to sleep" Maria told her uncle. "I think they where quite satisfied".

Pierre smiled and replied, "Well now it is your Uncle Pierre that needs to be satisfied and you know what I want don’t you Maria?"

"Yup, I think so", Maria smiled and said.

"I’ve been thinking about fucking your pussy all night Maria" Pierre growled as he pulled his sexy, young niece down to the couch where he began working on getting his cock into Maria, and could think of nothing now except splitting her pussy open and pounding her sex. He didn’t care how she felt now, all that mattered was that he needed some good pussy, bad, and Maria was here and would be his fuck-toy tonight.

Pierre did manage to tell Maria how sexy she looked before he began to kiss her passionately and trying to peel clothes from her sexy body. It took only a minute or two before he had young Maria topless for the second night in a row. He pushed her down on the couch and kissed her neck and shoulder and sucked on her small breasts like a starving animal. He had Maria’s legs spread and he was between them slowly dry-fucking her through her tight, low-rise jeans. Maria was pushing her crotch back against the tremendous bulge she could feel in her uncle’s pants.

Maria was softly panting as they worked their dry-run of their first-ever fucking.

Pierre stopped and looked at Maria’s eyes as he asked her if she wanted her uncle to fuck her pussy? Maria never hesitated in telling her uncle she really wanted to "do it’ with him.

He stood and pulled his hot piece of ass up from the couch and led her by her hand to his huge bed where he closed the door so their fucking sounds wouldn’t wake his kids. Maria was about to become her uncle’s thrill as she would for many more men in her family as word would spread of her being now available for their sexual lusts with her. An almost, 13 year-old about to embark on a six year odyssey of being the family’s whore. Maria would make all the men remember how much fun it is to have a good young pussy in your bed. Tonight though, Maria belonged all to her uncle.

Pierre turned Maria to face him and she fell into his arms, nude from the waist up. He felt the softness of Maria’s flesh as they kissed. Pierre caressed Maria’s hip, ribs, back and breasts before grasping a handful of her ass so tightly packed into her low-rise jeans. Maria moaned under his kiss as he fondled her ass.

Their kisses broke as Pierre dropped to his knees in front of Maria. Maria looked down at her uncle as she told him she had wanted to look nice for him tonight. Pierre responded by telling Maria that indeed she did look very nice and sexy but he wanted her naked and now.

He unsnapped Maria’s jeans and she wiggled her hips to help him pull her pants off. Maria stepped out of them as her uncle held them down around her ankles. Pierre now leaned in to kiss Maria right above the top edge of her little blue "Princess" panties. Maria’s hands softly held her uncle’s head as he licked all along her panty-waist and he ran his hands up inside the rear of her panties. Pierre longed to drive his aching cock down into this 12 year-old virgin cunt he had ready to enjoy as he pleased.

Pierre resisted the urge to rip into Maria’s cunt immediately because she would be a virgin only once and he wanted to savor every moment of being the first to taste her delicious flesh and to use her for his total sexual satisfaction. He would fuck Maria many times as would so many other men. Pierre wanted to enjoy the seduction of a virgin though, have her sexy, young body begging him for the fucking he could deliver to her so he slowed his advance and decided to enjoy Maria laying in front of him nude except for her low-rise, blue "Princess" panties. He wanted to kiss and lick every inch of her sexy body before he started to pile drive his cock into Maria’s delicious virgin pussy.

Pierre picked Maria up and laid her in the middle of his bed. He stopped to admire how beautiful she was laying in front of him nude except for those little panties that girls her age wore. Maria would soon be totally nude with her uncle, her creamy legs spread for him and her uncle’s throbbing cock would be buried deep in her virgin cunt! Pierre knew he could already smell his 12 year-old niece’s pussy becoming juiced and waiting for their fucking to start.

Pierre leaned in to kiss Maria’s firm bare belly. Maria squirmed as he licked just above the top edge of her panties. Maria giggled and told her uncle he was tickling her! Pierre used his hands to turn Maria over on her stomach where he paused to admire her beautifully shaped ass clad in her thin panties.

Pierre leaned down and softly kissed Maria’s cheek and then used his devilishly horny tongue to lick and tease Maria’s earlobes, neck and bare shoulders. Maria’s arms were stretched out to her sides as she enjoyed what her uncle was doing to her as he began his foreplay before fucking his sexy young niece. Pierre continued down Maria’s bare back running his flicking tongue up and down her back-bone and over to her sides where he playfully darted his tongue onto the side of each of Maria’s breast globes.

Pierre continued on down across Maria’s waist and then nibbled her ass through her thin panties as Maria moaned so sexily. He licked around the bottom edge of her panties along each leg and down in between the back of Maria’s legs. Maria’s creamy young flesh was intoxicating to her uncle’s burning tongue. Maria’s uncle then used his teeth on the back of Maria’s thighs as he bite each of them and then nibbled between her legs. Maria moaned as her uncle was teasing her love now.

Pierre then licked the length of Maria’s delicious legs several times before he turned her over on her back and began to suck each of her toes individually. Maria smiled at him as he enjoyed his labor. Pierre then licked the top of Maria’s thighs down to the edge of her panties before trailing up over and around each of her bare nipples. Pierre took a minute to lovingly suck each of Maria’s small breasts. He then kissed Maria’s neck and they shared a few lip kisses and tongue kisses.

Maria’s uncle then went back down and teased the waistline of her panties with his tongue before he gripped Maria’s panties with his teeth and pulled them down to her knees. He then used his hands to pull her panties the rest of the way off and tossed them onto the floor. Maria was naked with her uncle in his bed again.

Maria looked at her uncle and softly asked him to please eat her again. Pierre told Maria he was sorry but he had eaten her good last night, tonight he wanted to bury his cock in her deep and hard and really drill her tight pussy. Pierre stood and undressed as Maria watched his large swollen cock pop free and it’s large purple head point at her wanting to consume her virginity.

Pierre crawled in between Maria’s legs and they kissed a moment as he used his hand to spread her legs wide for him to mount her missionary style. Pierre used his hand to rub his cock head up and down in Maria’s slit. He looked into her sweet Latino face and those big brown eyes looking up at him as Maria waited for her uncle to sink his cock into her pussy. It came quickly now!

Pierre slipped his cock head between Maria’s pussy lips as she cooed at the feel of it. Now he slid more cock into sweet Maria till he felt her virgin cover in her vaginal canal. Maria looked at her uncle nervously and then he drove down into Maria breaking her hymen once and for all as Maria cried in pain. Pierre held his place in Maria’s cunt until her pain subsided and then he began a moderate stroking of grown man cock to a 12 year old pussy.

Maria held her uncle’s bed sheets with her fists as Pierre stroked about one third of his 9 inch cock in and out of her tender, baby pussy. Pierre could see Maria’s face as she still winced with pain as he slid his cock into her. It didn’t matter though, he was not here to please Maria but rather was going to use his sexy little niece to unload all the sperm he had been saving for months in his balls and if she hurt or not wasn’t his problem. Pierre was getting some pussy again and fully intended to bang the shit out of Maria. It even crossed his mind that soon he might get her into a threesome with a friend of his. Not now though, now it was pure one-one pussy-fucking time!

Pierre sank more of his cock into young Maria and watched her head lay back over the edge of her pillow and her eyes close, her mouth open slightly as she moaned for him. Pierre took one of Maria’s knees in each hand as he spread her legs open wide so he could pork her tight, tender pussy easier. It didn’t hurt Maria anymore but rather it was like her uncle was splitting her in half between her legs and it was kinda feeling good to her now.

Pierre watched his young, sexy niece when he drove his entire cock down into her juicy, velvet cunt. Maria’s brown, bedroom eyes bulged wide open as her uncle packed her virgin pussy full of throbbing, rock hard cock! Maria’s entire body except for her hips, which were pinned to the mattress by her uncle’s cock thrust, rose from the bed. Maria’s mouth was wide open and gasping for air as the force of Uncle Pierre’s cock bottomed out in her young cunt stretching and pushing it’s walls further apart so her pussy would be a little bigger for the next cock that fucked her!

" Oh MY GOD, Oh MY GOD" Maria cried out, "I can’t take all of it, please stop!"

Pierre replied that she would have to take all of his man-cock because he was really horny for pussy and that she (Maria) would just have to learn to give her pussy to men, not boys! I’m gonna teach you how to be a whore Maria baby. You’ll be the finest whore this family has ever had.

Maria was all the way back down on the bed now except for her chest which was arched up and her uncle was breast feeding on Maria’s small mounds as he humped her tender pussy. He had always dreamed of pussy this good and innocent and now he was hammering Maria’s cunt like an expert as he taught her how fantastic it could feel to totally give herself to her lover on her first fucking session! Pierre had NO DOUBT, that a lot of men were going to really enjoy Maria’s pussy.

Maria cried and moaned for her uncle as he fed on her breasts like a starving animal and drilled her young pussy like a completely possessed man. Pierre was possessed, he was possessed with the desire to get everything Maria’s pussy had to offer a man before he blew his sperm load deep inside of her. He wanted Maria’s first time fucking to be something she would remember all her life and that would make it easy for him to get in her pants again anytime he wanted her. He knew it was up to him to make Maria fall in love with fucking and to be willing to spread her legs and take any cock that wanted her from now on. Pierre didn’t aim to fail in his mission of the pussy enslavement of Maria.

Pierre varied his speed of stroking his hard and experienced cock-meat into Maria’s baby pussy. He had seven or eight hard intense strokes into her then a couple of minutes with slow and loving strokes before suddenly ramming her cunt hard and fast again. Maria’s creamy legs were wrapped around her uncle’s back now as she let her genetic make-up take over and do the things in bed with her uncle that were breed into her mother by generations of submissive young sluts and passed to Maria who now used what her mind and body knew to do when a man was humping her. It was all pure and natural instinct for Maria as she gave her pussy so willingly to her uncle.

Deep down inside of Maria she no longer controlled her body and never would again. She lived for fucking like this with any man that wanted her cunt and would never be able to deny any man that made her feel pretty and sexy and showed interest in her sexually. Maria would have more lovers in the next two months than she had fingers and toes combined! Maria was so totally hot, and every man would want a piece of ass from her. Maria’s role in her family now was to never tell a man .....no....but rather ask when and where, at least when it came to sex!

Pierre’s large ball-sack slapped Maria’s ass-cheeks with a loud clap every time her hammered her tail and drove into her cunt to the limit. Maria didn’t know what was happening anymore except that she felt so totally awesome and never wanted this to stop. Maria creamed her uncle’s cock time and again as he filled her with his throbbing meat. Maria just kept telling her uncle how much she loved him as he kept cramming her full of dick!

Pierre loved the feeling of Maria’s ankle bracelet rubbing on his side while he rode his prize mare’s pussy. Maria and Pierre were both dripping with sweat as their initial fucking was nearing an end. Their tongues were wrestling as they kissed and fucked. Pierre had been fucking the sexy Maria for over thirty minutes and they were both getting loud in their sexual moans.

Pierre suddenly increased his fucking pace to Maria to overdrive and he drilled her tender pussy with his large cock.

Maria moaned to her lover "YES, OH YES BABY. Oh, Oh, Oh yes. So, So, Good babeee".

Maria’s soft hands held her uncle’s bare back and her toes pointed out as Pierre suddenly squirted her full of hot, sticky sperm that had built up in him for several months. Maria coated his throbbing cock with a final secretion of her female cream.

Maria instinctively pushed her pussy up to meet her uncle’s last few thrusts of cock into her cunt.

Massive jets of her uncle’s sperm continued to spurt deep into Maria’s pussy. Pierre groaned from deep within and blew a huge wad of his cock juice into Maria, then he collapsed on top of her delicious pussy.

Maria and her uncle were both exhausted from their intense fucking, her first ever. Pierre rolled off of her and laid on his back. Maria used the last of her energy to turn onto her tummy and lay against her magnificent lover and uncle. Maria softly rubbed his chest with her small hand and draped her sexy, bare leg across his groin. Maria reached up and kissed his cheek as she told him how warm she felt inside and how happy she was.

Pierre stroked his niece’s smooth, bare back as he told her how good her pussy was. They kissed for a moment before Maria laid her head on her uncle’s chest. Pierre told Maria that since he was her first lover, it was his job to let some other men know she was ready for sex with the men who wanted her. He told her that he would keep her "dating" on a very regular basis.

Maria asked if she was going to like kinda have a lot of sex with men? Pierre responded that yes Maria baby, your going to be doing a lot of cock from now on.

It was at that point that uncle Pierre’s bedroom door opened and his kids came running in. Maria sat up quickly and covered her naked body with the top of the sheet. Her uncle just laid there laughing.

The kids bounded into bed saying they wanted to sleep with daddy but Pierre told them that no, they couldn’t tonight because Maria was staying in his bed with him, just the two of us. Pierre told his kids that Maria needed to be kept warm and safe tonight and it had to be just daddy and Maria alone.

Maria stood and quickly slid into her uncle’s pull-over shirt that barely came to the bottom of her ass cheeks, Maria led the kids back to their room as Pierre watched her walk with her hot little tail showing. Pierre smiled as he saw his sperm drizzling down the inside of both of Maria’s thighs where it was leaking from her pussy. He told Maria to get the kids back to sleep and hurry back to him because he needed a lot more of her sweet snatch tonight!

Maria did her best to get the kids back to sleep quickly but it took her over 30 minutes. She read them a short book and then sang softly for them as she thought about how good it had actually felt to have her uncle’s large cock stroking in and out of her. Maria could feel Pierre’s sloppy wetness all inside of her and she treasured the feeling of it.

Maria finally got them back to sleep. She went to the restroom to freshen herself up for her uncle again as she brushed her teeth, her hair and applied eyeliner and eyeshadow for him to see. Maria also found some of her aunt’s perfume that she had left and applied it to various parts of her delicious body. Maria was hoping her uncle would want to make love to her again.

Pierre watched Maria walk back into his bedroom with her long sexy legs and angel face. He directed Maria to lock the bedroom door this time because they were going to get loud with their fucking. Maria just gave her distinctive huh laugh. Maria locked the door and walked to the bed where she lifted her uncle’s shirt up over her head and dropped it to the floor.

Pierre looked at Maria’s luscious 12 year old body so perfect and so naked! Her breasts were budding but the rest of her body an eighteen year old would kill for. Pierre tossed the sheets back and pulled Maria back into bed for some more fucking.

God, what your kids must think of me. Do you care what my kids think or, do you care more that I get all the pussy that I want? Maria smiled and said ..hmmmm, I dunno. Pierre pulled Maria down on her back and started to tickle her naked body. Ok, Ok Maria giggled. You, you, I want you to get all of my love that you want. No Pierre replied. Say it. Say the word about what you want me to do to your sex and call your sex by it’s name and mine by it’s name. I want you to start talking dirty in bed with me. Maria smiled. Pierre said do it or I tickle again. Ok, Maria started. I want you to use that big cock of yours in my pussy and fuck me real good again.

Pierre knew he was lucky to be the first of so many men who would feast on Maria’s sexy body.

Pierre laid on his back and directed Maria to climb on top of his hips. Her legs were spread open across her uncle as he guided his hard cock against Maria’s bare cunt. He could see his wet sperm still on Maria’s pussy from their previous fucking. He directed Maria to raise up on her knees and he centered his cock under her cunt. Maria slowly lowered her hips down as her uncle guided his massive cock to Maria’s dripping pussy hole.

Pierre gently rubbed his cock head against Maria’s cunt lips letting them get reacquainted for a moment and he loved hearing the smacking sound his cock made with Maria’s wet pussy. Pierre placed his hands on each of Maria’s hips and suddenly forced her down on his cock as he drove his hips up into her. All 9 inches of his fat cock rammed into Maria’s tender pussy and split her open.

Maria cried out her pleasure as her uncle’s cock drove into her belly. Pierre used his hands to teach Maria how to move her hips back and forth with a little up and down motion added. Maria was a fast learner because so much of fucking is instinct, and being a fantastic whore was breed into her genetically.

Maria now held hands with her uncle as she rocked and rode on his big cock buried inside of her. Pierre watched Maria’s head laid back and her eyes flickered and closed as his hard cock began to do a number on her young pussy. Maria was moaning regularly now as Pierre pulled her arms down beside him forcing her chest in front of his face. He began to lick and lap her small breasts and flip her erect nipples back and forth with his tongue. He finally took one of her small breasts into his mouth and sucked Maria’s nipple and breast meat like a small puppy sucking its’ momma’s milk. Pierre was in ecstasy fucking his young niece’s sexy body.

Maria was so young and innocent but with a body to die for and a face that showed no imperfections at all. She was every boy dreams of bedding and she made all the boys (and several teachers) at school watch when she walked by. She was a real dream fuck! Maria was real though and her pussy was so naturally good that any man could become addicted to her loving in one night of fucking her.

Maria was falling in love with her uncle. She knew she could never hold her knees together around him again and he would always be able to take her to bed when he pleased. She would get naked for him and spread her legs as quickly as she could whenever he looked at her in the future.

Maria would always have a special place in her heart for her Uncle Pierre but she would soon discover that it really cock that she loved. Long, hard, fat cock that men could put inside of her and make her feel so totally awesome. Before tonight, she had no idea how good it could feel to have sex with a man. But now, Maria had to be classified as a devout, twelve (soon to be thirteen) year old cock-loving whore!

Maria cried out in pleasure as she creamed her uncle’s cock with her female cum-juices. Her legs, hips, arms chest and back shuddered with her orgasm as her uncle drove up into her pussy. Pierre looked at Maria’s face, a young girl in total surrender to awesome feeling of sex! Pierre had wanted her on top this time to use his large cock on her pussy walls to show her how good a man could make her feel and why she should surrender to being the family sex toy.

Maria’s brain wasn’t even connected to her body right now as her uncle rolled her over placing her on her back in his bed again. Now, why Maria was so exhilarated, Pierre was going to fuck her like every whore should be fucked. He was going to pound and pile-drive Maria’s pussy into total submission so she would know her place from now on, naked and legs spread for all the men in her family.

Pierre could see her small breasts were red from him sucking and chewing them while they had been fucking. Maria was still in a warm and special world of hers as Pierre picked her creamy legs up, spread them over his shoulders letting her calves rest on his back and her feet hang down to the middle of his back.

Maria’s eyes were glazed over with the hot passion she was still feeling from the orgasm that was slowly dying down. She never even realized her uncle was about to start fucking her again.

Pierre’s cock found Maria’s pussy hole without any guidance. It was like a hungry dog after a juicy bone, a horny cock just finds good pussy!

Pierre rammed the full length of his throbbing cock into Maria’s cunt as she grunted with it’s impact and gasped for air. Pierre began to fuck his sexy Maria hard and fast driving his cock inti her time and again as his heavy ball-sac slapped Maria’s ass cheeks with every plunge. The sex slap was loud enough to be heard throughout the room, a pussy being spanked by a cock.

Maria cried and groaned her uncle’s name between panting for what precious air she could inhale. She told him how good it felt, how fat his cock was, how much she loved him and how her pussy was his, all his! Pierre just kept banging her pussy forcing the air from Maria’s lungs with many of his cock thrusts into her sweet pussy.

Maria was on a continuous orgasm now as she coated her uncle’s cock with her girl juices. Pierre grunted and drove hard before he groaned like a dying animal as he blew massive spurts of sperm into Maria’s pussy. Her toes curled and her feet constricted as Pierre filled her cunt box with male sex juice. Their juices mixed to produce a wonderful aroma that filled the air. The smell of hot passionate sex!

Pierre pulled his cock from Maria’s pussy as a loud smack sounded, the sound of pussy suction releasing its prey. He had given his sexy little niece exactly what she needed to insure she provide her cunt to all the men who wanted her and do it with enthusiasm for sex play.

Pierre stood by the bed and slipped back into his boxers as he watched Maria’s delicious body jerk and jump as orgasmic spasms continued to sweep through her hot body. Maria curled into a ball as she moaned from the pleasure her uncle had delivered to her sexually.

Pierre grinned and then left the bedroom to go get them a single glass of wine to mark the occasion with. He came back to find Maria laying in the middle of his bed, still nude, and smiling from her happy soul. Maria begged like a little girl for her uncle not to wear his boxers because she wanted to hold and play with his cock while he held her.

Pierre slipped his boxers to the floor and stepped out of them and back into bed. His hard cock seemed to almost be smiling at the sight of Maria’s sexy, young body. Pierre toasted the wine glass to his lovely Maria who had entered his bed two nights aga as a virgin and now had become a woman. Maria smiled at his toast and shared the glass of wine with her uncle.

"Maria, you are a woman now and you will please many men sexually over the next few months and years but I hope you will always remember your first time fucking with your Uncle Pierre and that you will spread them sexy legs many more times for me.", Pierre told her.

Maria curled up in her uncle’s arms as they talked and giggled and kissed. "I will, I promise I will Uncle Pierre. I will do my best to make you proud of me when other men want to date me. I just wish I could make-love with you every night though." Maria said.

Maria feel asleep in her uncle’s arms as he enjoyed the feeling of her creamy smooth nakedness against him. Pierre hadn’t told her, but he had already made a "date" for Maria tomorrow afternoon. Soon she would be spreading her legs for another man, then another and another and another.

Maria was truly........

 

Story..

 

Sherry came out the door in a red miniskirt and a jacket that nearly reached the bottom of the skirt but even at that barely covered her ass. A man followed her out and almost tripped over  a crack in the sidewalk as he watched her ass sway back and forth as she walked over to the curb.He started to approach her as she came up to our van but when he saw she was meeting somebody (me...get out of here jackass !!) he broke off and headed for the daily parking ramp.

Let me tell you a bit about Sherry. She's on the far side of 40, tall and very well built, 37-23-36, and those lovely tits are bonafide large C cups. Her hair is long, and until I saw it yesterday, had always been brunette or auburn, going to grey these past few years as all the women in her family had done at her age. She rarely wore high heels because she felt self-conscious of her height. She dressed conservatively all the years I had known her, over 20 now, and in all that time had never gone without a bra, ar worn anything other than very sensible white cotton panties. her demeanor was cool and assured, but not particularly assertive.

Yesterday....hmmm.Platinum Blonde hair ! High heels, at least 5 or 6 inches high. As I said, bright red lipstick. And a very seductive look on her face.

Sherry came up to me, murmurred she had missed me and was glad to be home.She gave me a deep and very sexy kiss, her tongue pressing into my mouth and jousting with my own. I could taste the wine she had had on the plane and the very essence of her, too. Her arms went around me, and her hands were up and down my back, one finally settling between my shoulders and the other resting on the right cheek of my ass, where she squeezed and finally just gripped. her body melted up against me and I could feel her tits against my chest through her coat.

Now it is still warm here in Texas, no need for coats and after a minute I reminded her of that. She looked at me and told me to close my eyes as she had a surprise for me.When she said to open them I was greeted by a startling vision. Sherry stood there, miniskirt barely covering her shapely ass, an oxblood red leather corset barely covering her nipples. Every man in passenger pickup was looking at her.And that was quite a few.

I stared, until I could get my heart started again, and then looked some more, noticing the details. A new tattoo (hell, a first tattoo!) on her right tit, just about the nipple. Blood red fingernail polish, and her nails were long.A silver chain around her neck with a strand going down toward the top of her corset, branching just above the material, each new strand going toward her nipples. A black patent leather collar about 1 1/2 inches wide at her throat.

'You like?'

'I should say so !. When did this transformation happen? Sometime after the nice place very realxing text messages I'm thinking. but , yes I like it.. That's the understatement of the day.'

'I went on a journey of discovery', she said,'and I discvered I was bored with being Mrs. Nice-Housewife.So I undertook a few small changes. First was the skirt, which by teh way is not the only one , and the tight jeans , too. then came the corset. I have another, but it doesn't even begin to cover my tits and I knew I'd be taking my coat off when I got here. Then the jewelry,' she said, fingering what I soon enough was a nipple chain, which terminated at her now-pierced nipples. 'It seemed once I started I just kept seeing possibilities and so I indulged them. Yesterday I got a Brazilian Wax. I'm as smooth as can be, and I expect you to make use of that very soon.'

'Oh, I will...and the tattoo?'

'The second day after I got there. God, it hurt like hell, but it was so sensual...'

'How's that?'

'The guy that did it was young, slender, very muscular. He had deep brown eyes and full lips. Of course to do the tattoo I had to have my bra off and he was holding my tit steady, his face very close. I could feel his breath on my nipple the whole time. god, William , if it didn't hurt so much i would have been very tempted.Actually I was tempted two nights later when I ran into him at the resrt during a cocktail party for the conference. he asked my how it felt, was I having any trouble with it, did I like it? Etc. i told him it was fine, yes I liked it and that it had stopped hurting by the next day. We chatted and then he asked me to dance and I said yes. Oh, William I was so naughty that night.'

I was speechless. i had been at home doing laundry, going out to coffee and she was in a mountain resort having and affair and then having the nerve to tell me about it....but she plunged on.

" I wasn't really bad, honey. I didn't do anything and I didn't exactly let him do anything, but after our dance i had him look at the tattooto be sure everything was okay, and I felt him squeeze my tits and he tried to kiss me, but I didn't let him. But I wanted to...I'm sorry.'

'Nothing happened?'

'Nothing.'  Then she kissed me agin. this time I was the one with the wandering hands, feeling her leather covered back, teh laces of the corset revealing a smallpatch of skin about two inches wide, and one hand slid up around to cup her tit.

We both suddenly realized we were still on the sidewalk in front of the airport terminal, standing next to our van.

Sherry said, 'Get in, let's go up in the parking ramp.'

All I could do was look at her. She was obviously suggesting we go and fuck, and frankly it seemed like a damned fine idea to me.we got in, i started the van, put it in gear and as I pulled away from the curb her hands were already at my crotch. As I pulled into traffic she leaned over and unzipped me as to get access to my cock.

I retrieved a parking ticket as she wrapped her left hand around y cock and as I drove up the ramp she leaned over and took me in her mouth. it was all i could do to get the van safely parked without folks seeing her sucking me as I drove.We were on the fourth level, out of most of the foot traffic and parked far over from the stairs and elevators. As we moved into teh rear of the van I was glad i had cleaned it out before going to the airport.A fresh blanket over to pad in teh rear and fresh cut flowers in the sconces I had added to the walls of the van last year.

We settled down in the rear of the van and kissed some more tehn she freshened her lipstick, then went back to transfering that wonderful cock-sucking red paint to my throbbing dick. She deep-throated me and I laid back to really enjoy every sensation. It was like getting a blowjob from a stranger....her hair was so differnet, her mouth so warm, and that corset ....wow, how sexy was that?! Just as i was thrusting into her mouth ready to let go a massive load of cum, we heard the door to the car next to us open. There was no holding back my loud moan As I came straight into her wet and ready mouth.

There was silence outside the van, but she continued to suck on the head of my cock, now so ultrasensitive from cumming I couldn't hold in my moans again. There was a knock on the side of the van.

'Everything alright in there? Are you okay?'

We didn't make a sound, but the knock came again, and as I looked toward the front I could see a face looking in the windshield. It was the guy who had followed Sherry out the door. My god! how awkward was that?

He could obviously see what was going on, but still he stared, and who wouldn't? Sherry was dressed in what looked like a whore's-night-out outfit, giving me a blowjob in the parking ramp.And I wasn't trying to cover my raging cock that still jerked occasionally , cum spurting out on her face.

Sherry looked up, saw him and then said to me,' let's invite him in.'

I was flabbergasted. But like I said it was like a different woman. Hell, she WAS a different woman. And I was getting to fuck her without cheating on my wife.I realized the same was true of her. She had changed in the past month and apparently it was going to usher in a whole new chapter on our sex life.

I shouted out to him.' Be patient, we're going to invite you in, but we have to have a chat first, she and I.'

';What are the rules?' I asked going straight to the heart of the matter.

'No fucking without the other's consent. No fucking and lying.Even with consent htere has to full disclosure of all details, everything. No skanks. Those are my rules,' she said.'And you?'

'Okay.I would prefer to be there, but that's not a hard and fast rule as long as you tell me everything.No assfucking.And you can never kiss anybody but me.'

As a sign of her agreement, she gave my now rapidly wilting cock a good suck and then gave me a deep kiss.

I opened the door to the van and let the guy in. He was about 30, slender , looked fairly upscale, a nice suit, good shoes. And i saw soon enough, a raging hard-on.

'This is the first time we ever did anything like this,' Sherry said.'You were on my flight weren't you? Sitting just behind me on the other side of the aisle. i thought I saw you staring at me.'

 'I was looking, alright.I wanted to talk to you and was coming over to you when we left the airport but I saw yougoing up to....?'

'William'

'..William. And you're?'

'Sherry. William is my husband.' And so as to keep this according to our rules.....we neither one of cares what your name is. These are the rules...' and she laid them out. No Names, no contact afterwards. Condoms.( 'I should have remembered that ! Damn!) 'No ass for you , and no kissing me.'

'That sounds fine to me,' he said. 'But I have to assume you're not going to keep me in suspense as to whats in it for me...'

With that Sherry slid over to him and puleddown his zipper. Out popped a nice fat 8" cock. Her eyes got big then she leaned over and took him in her mouth. I watched in amazement as she worked that monster, sucking, licking , pulling the forekin up and over the head, then swirling her tongue around the head, thetip prizing under the foreskin and then poking at the tiny hole in the tip.. His head fell back as he reached for her tits, only then realizing she was still wering teh corset up over nipples. She sjipped it down to expose her tits, now proudly held up by the firm restraints of the corset.Slowly she lowered her mouth down the shaft of his massive cock until it had entirely disappeared. I coiuld see her tongue sliding up and down the shaft.He was rapturous, his face red with teh sensationof having this hot blonde sucking him in in such a way.

'I've never had that before,' he said. 'No woman has ever deepthroated me that way.'

I could believe it. His dick was very thick and the head was like a purple mushroom, disappearing into her lips and down her throat.

Sherry could always qualify as a world-class cocksucker, but teh passion of the moment had made even her well-developed talents sping to the forefront. She sucked him in again and agian, untill he spasmed with great gouts of cum pumping into her mouth.

As I watched this in starnge and impersonal manner  my cock had again swelled to its full size. not as big as his, but perfect for her ass Sherry ahd always told me. I was amazed, because it wasn't my Sherry sucking him off, and even though when I saw her cunt, smooth just like I have loved it for years and would know it anywhere, that blonde hair made her into somebody else. And the fact she was getting ready to fuck him right in front of me just proved to me it was somebody else. His cock ha dregained its stature very quickly ( youth, damn them!0 and Sherry was positioning herself to lower her smooth naked pussy onto his pole.. As she did so she leaned for war dto give me access to licking her ass. There is nothing I like better than licking that tight little hole, and as my tongue drove into her ass she pushed down against it, further impaliong her cunt on his rod.

'William...'She gasped . As I moved from her ass and looked up she took my face in her hands and pulled me up to kiss her. I could still tast his cum(not surprising as there must have been a pint of it and even as talented as Sherry is she couldn't swallow it all) I could also taste my cum on her face where I had unoaded on her just before he got in the van. She sucked my tongue into her mouth then, after a long kiss, broke and whispered to me,' God ,how did this happen? but I don't want to stop. And I can taste my ass . ccan you taste his cum? Your cum? ANd do you want to fuck me?'

'You kow I do. . We can either have you take us both , or he can watch as i bunghole you. Your call.'

Without a word she gestured me around behind her, leaned over and proferred her asshole to me. I didn't need a second invitation. I worked my cock into her, finding it not nearly as difficult as I expected, as she had cum by then numerous times with his ministrations with that pole of his and my ass eating.We started a common rhythm. I could feel his huge dick against me through her body. it was weird. i had never felt another mans cock, least of all inside my wife. With my own cock. But now I was and I was finding it near impossible to keep from cumming. I knew when that happened I was through for a while, excited or not. I wasn't as young as I used to be, you know. As I was thinking these thoughts I felt him tioghten up, his hands squeezing Sherry's tits almost cruelly. She cried out in the throes of her own orgasm. unbelievably with these two cumming under me, I couldn't hold back and let go myself. Sherry was awash in cum. I randown her ass and legs to the blanket below. She pulled at me and I obliged , shoving my now spent cock into her mouth which she sucked wildly, swallowing every glistening drop she could milk out of it.

We lay ther for a moment then Sherry took charge. you could have knocked me over as she simply declared, 'Fun's over . Thanks for the fuck and suck, but now you have to go. William, what do you think? Done enough for the airport?'

I nodded as he looked back and forth between us, then he shrugged and said,' No, thank you for the fuck and suck. Do you think I should tell my wife? Would she believe me anyway?'

'Probably not. Frankly I don't believe we just did this and I was here.'

Sherry just smiled.'oh, we did it alright.And I have an assful and cuntful of cum to prove it.'

After donning his clothes and without further comment he left. A minute later we heard his car engine start and he backed out of the space and was gone.

Sherry looked at me. 'No recriminations? Do you think we'll do this agin or was it just the hair and clothes?'

'No recriminations. And yes. I loved seeing you take that big dick. I loved tasting his cumfrom you and knowing he couldn't have your  ass or kiss you , or have You. You're mine. Your ass is mine. Your mouth on mine is....mine.And now..a little somehting I acquired while you were gone, because I knew once was probably my limit when you got back (I'm shocked I came twice) I bought some Cialis and now, we're going home and fuck until we are both tired and sore and then we're going to drink some wine , rest up and fuck some more.'

And we did.

I said no. The guys I have been with had no idea of erogeneous zones - yet.

I looked down my body and all I could see was is huge cock all hard and ready to fuck me.

Then I said what about a condom, I thought we had to use one – I don’t want to get pregnant.
He said oh shit I forgot you are not on the pill or anything are you.

I said no – Sue said you would use one.

He said sorry I forgot in the heat of the moment – I never realised how good being with you would be – I imagined it would be just fucking – this is much better, and there is no way I want to get you pregnant.

He sang out to Mike – where are the condoms – Mike sang out in here and he went into their room and when he came back he had a few in his hand and said they havnt wasted any time they are into it already.

I sat up and watched him tear one off a strip and roll the condom on and it looked funny. His cock was covered with this clear condom and had this bulb at the tip of it all full of air – I gather to catch all his cum when he came. I had never had one used in me before.

Then he got over me again kissed each of my tiny nipples which were hard and touchy and once more I shivered with excitement and then he slowly kissed me all the way down to my cunt and to my surprise he took my legs and opened them wide and kissed me on the cunt and licked it. I shook with excitement again as nobody has ever done that to me before. He said you taste delightful we will see how you taste after I have fucked you or would you like to do it first.

I said its up to you – I have never had it done to me before.

He said ok lets start with a bit of oral and tell me if you feel like cumming – I will stop before that as I want you to cum when we fuck if you can. Have you ever cum when you were being fucked.

I said no – only when the boys have fingered me or I masturbate.

How often do you masturbate he asked.

A few times a week I said
.
He said I do it about that often too.

I said do men masturbate – I thought only boys did it.

He said I have been masturbating since I was 13 and still do it a few times a week.

What does your wife say when you masturbate.

Lets not talk about my wife here – I want it to be just you and me.

I thought oops – a touchy subject – I wont mention her again.

Then he got down and actually licked my cunt again and used his fingers to open my vagina to lick inside me and it felt awesome.

The he put a finger inside me and I moaned with the pleasure I got when he did it and then he licked up my slit and around my tiny clit. I thought this was heavenly and loved every moment of it – this was the first time anybody had done that to me. I remembered back to when Sue and I were together and she nearly did it to me then but we didn’t get to it for some reason. I was glad I had shaved the hair off all around my lips etc.
Then he touched something inside me and it made me jump it was so touchy.

Ahhh he said that G spot is nice and juicy – I think we are going to have some fun tonight. You are going to enjoy everything I can do for you. Have you talked about what happens when Mike and Sue have done it before.
I said only that Mike fucks her – I don’t know if they do this.

He said I don’t either but you are my special Princess now – you and I are going to make love together and really enjoy it. It will be better than just fucking like them.

Then he got his mouth over my cunt and licked and sucked and fingered it for me and after only a few minutes I stopped him and said if you go on I will cum – I have never done this before.

He said or is it you don’t like it.

I said no I loved it but I thought I might cum it was so nice.

Then he said ok lets fuck you and then we can come back and do this some more – I never imagined it would be like this with a girl as young as you. You are amazing.
I pulled my legs back wide to open them for him to get to

my cunt. He got up on the bed on his knees and looked down at my tiny slit. I looked at his huge hard condom covered cock. He had it in his hand and was guiding it toward my cunt.

He looked up at me and saw me watching and said are you ready and I said yes.
Then he gently put his cock at the opening of my cunt and pushed it in a bit and I could feel the size of it against my cunt and the force he was using to get it in.

He stopped and said shit you are tight I hope I don’t hurt you, if it hurts tell me. I hope this is ok, are you sure you want to do this. ARE YOU SURE you are NOT a virgin. 

I just said – YES, but I was almost shaking with nerves- his cock was SO BIG and my cunt had never had anything as BIG as it inside me before. I said its just I have had nothing as big as it inside me before.
I was looking down now at my cunt.

Then he pushed his cock in a bit further and I saw the top of it disappear into me an inch or two and then I could feel this enormous thing going into me and forcing its way up my cunt – my cunt was being stretched and I could feel the skin sort of burning like a chinese burn feeling, it was not really hurting but it was uncomfortable and felt huge, and strange, but it also felt good. I squinted a bit as the size of his cock forced its way in and stretched the skin around my cunt tight. It was massive in me. It was not like the boys who fucked me. I could feel how tight my cunt was gripping his cock.

Then I saw him look up at me and then down to his cock and back to me as he slowly pushed the about four more inches in to me. I was still tense with the size of him inside me. It was huge in me and I could feel how far he was up inside me.

He said its hurting – isn’t it.

I said just a bit  - but its ok keep it there until I get used to it. I have never had anything this big up inside me before. I could feel his cock inside me. It felt huge – like it was. Then it began to feel good in a strange way – I thought to myself – this is crazy I shouldn’t be doing this with him – he is older than my father, but I like it. I looked down and saw this big man on top of me with a hairy chest and his hairy patch all around his cock, and my tiny bit of hair I had not shaved off and his beautiful cock covered in the condom inside me. I had his huge cock poked half way up inside me  and I wanted to giggle – it looked funny.  For a moment I thought I must have looked like a pickle on a tooth pick – the difference in our body size and his huge cock inside my tiny almost hairless cunt was unbelievable. Then I said ok put it ALL in. He slowly pushed it into me and as he did he said let me know if it is uncomfortable or hurting you. I watched him push it up inside me and saw it all go right in and down to his balls. It was an amazing feeling, I had never felt anything like it - it was so much better than when the boys fucked me. I let out this hugh sigh of relief - it couldnt go any further up me.

   
 
He had stopped when his cock was right up inside me. He was holding himself up on his arms over me. He waited for a minute or two without moving and he said you look beautiful Princess as he looked down at me – impaled on his huge cock. He was a much nicer man than I imagined. After a minute I relaxed and it felt better. I thought oh my god – this is really being fucked - I smiled at him and said its feeling better now – you can fuck me. I was in a sort of seventh heaven.

Then he pulled his cock half out of me and then let it slip back into me and it really felt good now. I let out this huge sigh of relief when it was going back in and right up as far as it would go and it didnt hurt. I realised he couldn’t get it in any further and it wasn’t hurting any more.
 

Are you ok now - I hope its not hurting any more.

No I said – I have never felt anything as big as that in me before it feels huge.

It was the biggest thing I had ever had inside me and I didn’t know if it felt good or was hurting – it was a strange but sort of amazing feeling.

Then he said are you ready and I nodded.

Then he took his cock right out and he looked at my cunt. He said you are not bleeding so you must be ok – I know I am big, even my wife says so.

Then he put his cock back in and it went in without any pain and apart from the sensation of having this huge cock up inside me it felt good. Then he started to fuck me and he pulled his cock almost out and then slid it back in.

He did that a few times and  - Oh god it felt good now. I have never imagined being fucked could feel this good. When the boys did it to me I could hardly feel anything as their cocks were thin and tiny compared with his. His was twice as long and about four times thicker – it really filled my cunt right up and it seemed to go right up into my tummy.

I could hear Sue and Mike next door now – I gather they were both cumming from the noises they were making.
David sang out – quieten it down in there.
                                                                       
Mike sang out we beat you – have you cum yet.

David said quality is better than quantity and we have been enjoying ourselves first.

Sue sang out how is it.

I said I cannot believe how good it is. I love it. He is magnificent.

They went quiet then and David and I started to fuck in earnest. By now I was getting used to his big cock inside me – it hadn’t hurt going in but it was stretching my vagina a bit – I could feel it was very tight around his cock.
He was really fucking me now and it was feeling good. Far better than the fucks I had with the boys before. This was really fucking.

David was fucking me beautifully and my whole body was alive and enjoying the whole sensation – it was more than just fucking my cunt – it felt good all over me.

He looked down at me and he said I cant believe I am doing this - you are so tight – it feels magnificent.  This is the best fuck I have ever had he said. I am enjoying fucking you more than I have ever felt when fucking anybody else before. Now I know why Mike said Sue was so good – I bet you are even better.

 
I didn’t say anything but Sue had told me he has two daughters and one was almost as old as us. I wonder what would happen if they or his wife ever found out about him fucking a 14yo.

I said thank you – I have never been fucked like this before either – your cock is the biggest best thing I have ever seen and it feels so much better than the boys ever did. I am glad you like me.

He said I do - I really like you.  I hope you and I can do this again some time – Mike and Sue seem to be happy together. We can all get together again some time and do it all again.

I said I hope so – I have never enjoyed anything as much in my life before.

The feeling of him fucking me and the sensations of his cock sliding up and down in my tight cunt and going so far up into me was awesome and I had never felt anything as good as this before and I had never imagined it could feel this good ever. I couldn’t believe I had a man of 40 on top of me fucking me. I am 14yo and behaving like a real woman and a whore – getting paid to be fucked and it felt good. I don’t know why but being fucked by David felt completely different to when the boys fucked me.

A couple of times I winced and he saw me and said its hurting isn’t it.

I said not really but your cock hits something inside me sometimes and it hurts a little bit but its ok.
He said sorry I will try and be a bit gentle – I know what it is but it wont do any damage.
I found out the next day when I was quite sore inside me. Sue told me it was my cervix and his big cock would have been hitting it when he was fucking me.
 

After a while he said how are you feeling – are you close to cumming yet.

I hadn’t realised we had been doing it for as long as we had – the boys were always quick and came in a few minutes – he was really having a good time on me and I was actually enjoying it. A couple of times I could have actually kissed him I felt so wonderful as he pushed and pulled his cock in and out of me. I realised I could see us in the mirror on the wardrobe and I watched him doing it to me every now and again and I got this amazing sensation of watching myself being fucked. I could see how far he had to lift his ass up to get the top of his cock almost out of me.

I said not really I have just been enjoying the feeling of us fucking – I never realised how good it can be. I hadn’t realised but he had been fucking me for almost 20 minutes.

Then he said how long before you will cum.

I said I think I could do it in a minute – I have never cum before when I have been fucked, I will try and see. With that I rubbed my finger on my clit as he fucked me.

Then he started to fuck me really hard and fast. I had never felt anything like it, I looked up at him as he had his arms each side of me and his bum was going like a pile driver and he was really slamming his cock into me and my whole body was shaking with the strength he was using to fuck me. He had my legs over his shoulders and it was like I was riding a horse I was being thrown around so much. He was really slamming his cock into me and I could feel him going right down deep into me and hitting my cervix again. I thought he would go in so far he would have his cock in my mouth from the other end. I could really feel his huge cock now longer and harder than ever and fatter if that was possible.  It was a strange feeling like it was hurting a bit but I loved the sensation. He nearly broke the bed whamming his cock hard and fast into me and we were bouncing everywhere. He was sweating and it was dripping off his face onto my tit its. Then the feeling hit me – my clit suddenly really got sensitive and I sang out

SSSSHHHHIIIITTTTT I am going to CUMMMMM……oooohhhhh   FFFFFUUUUUCCCCCKKKKK …..

I was making strange moaning sounds as his cock rubbed my cunt and it made me have sensations I had never had before when I came. It felt so absolutely fantastic – I had never cum before when I was fucking – this was amazing. MY cunt was stuck on his cock and I was going up and down with him pumping his huge huge cock into me.

My orgasm was still pulsing and it really felt amazing, I was having the longest orgasm I had ever had. 

He said to me OH YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL......my........beautiful.....beautiful......... PRINCESS -

GOD THIS IS AN AMZAZING FEELING.

He continued to fuck me even harder and as I looked at his face he screwed it up and gave this huge grunt – once – then again –and then three or four more times – he was cumming and so was I – each time he grunted he sort of stopped pushed his cock in hard and then started to pump it into me again. Each time he went slower and pushed his cock into me harder. He was squeezing every drop of cum he had in him into me - or the condom. I have never experienced anything like it – my whole body was shaking with the sensation of him cumming in me and me cumming at the same time – I had no control over what was happening…… my cumming had really worked me up and I could hardly breathe. I was shaking my head from side to side with the sensation going right through my body – my legs went all weak as well. My tummy sort of cramped for a second the feeling was so strong and sore from him pounding that huge cock up me. He was still grunting and talking and telling me how fucking great I was. I though he would kill me any moment with that huge cock inside me still.

Shit he said I have never cum so hard ever – you are a fucking Princess, shit he said that was the most fucking fantastic orgasm I can remember. Shit he said you were fucking fantastic. He took my legs off his shoulders and as I put them down his cock came out of me.

I felt immensely proud I had made him happy.. He collapsed on top of me and I didn’t realise how wet we were we were and covered in sweat. When he lay on top of me he slid off we were so slippery. Then it felt like my insides had come out – once his cock was out I felt sort of empty inside, but my cunt felt wonderful – I couldn’t believe how different it felt after he slipped out. I felt like telling him to put it back into me – I really felt like I wanted him back inside me. My cunt was not sore but I then realised how big his cock was after he took it out.
We lay there for a minute as we were both gasping for breath – I had never had such a strong orgasm, I had some good ones masturbating but this was the best ever.

He turned and held himself up on one arm and said – how was that – did you like it.

I said I have never enjoyed anything like it in my life – it was absolutely mind blowing.

I looked down at his cock which was now all soft and still had the condom on.

He saw me looking and said – its ok – I didn’t cum inside you and he put his hand down and slipped the condom off his soft cock. Then he held it up for us to see and it looked twice as long as his cock. He had filled the bulb on the end of it with cum and about a half an inch up the condom as well – I am glad I didn’t have to drink all that or have it inside me. He tied a knot in it and put it on the bedside table. I said that could have made a dozen babies.

He said lets see how many we can fill before we have to go – would you like to do it again soon.

I said I could do it forever – it was the most amazing thing I have ever done.

  Look out for the next episode.

CHAPTER 2      A New Dynamic

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Wow, that’s hot.”

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

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

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

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

“Mom, what are you doing?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“A better look?” Dan asks.

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

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

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

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

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

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

June picked up the story.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Can we sleep with you and Dad tonight?”

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

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

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

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

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

 

CHAPTER 3      Breakfast Snacks

 

Tuesday morning, it’s 8:30.  I’m getting up late.  Dan is already up and gone to work.  I get out of bed and reach for my bathrobe hanging on the bedroom door.  As I bring it down off of the hook, I remember our family agreement, and throw it into the bottom of the closet.  I don’t think I’ll be needing it for a long time.  Thinking about all that has changed in the last 16 hours, I look at the bedroom door and decide it’s become an unnecessary encumbrance to our new family dynamic.  Down the hall, next to our room and across from the girls’ rooms, is the family study, where we keep our computer & personal library, which is fairly small.  I’m the only big reader in the family.  Dan restricts his reading to the local paper & news magazines.  The girls pretty much only read magazines, school books, and the occasional novel.

I rummage around in the desk until a find a screwdriver.  Taking it back to our room, I use it to remove the pins from the door hinges.  Pulling the door off the hinges, I store it in the back of our closet.  I then go down the hall & take the doors off both of the girls’ rooms, and store them in their own closets.  By the time I’ve finished, I’m sweaty again and ready for a shower.  This naked in the house thing is going to work out well, I think to myself.  It’s already saved me one change of clothes.

I take a quick shower, dry off, and head downstairs to see what Dawn & June are up to.  As I get halfway down the stairs, the sounds of sex reach my ears.  I get down the stairs and turn towards the kitchen to find Dawn lying on the kitchen island with June between her legs, eating her pussy.  Dawn has one foot on each side of June resting on the bar chairs, with June’s arms wrapped around Dawn’s thighs to keep her pussy tight to June’s face.  I walk over & see that there is a bottle of chocolate syrup sitting on the counter next to Dawn.  I peek over June’s head to see how it’s going.

“Very creative,” I say.  “You nasty little minxes.”

As I’m standing between Dawn’s left leg and June, I reach up with my right hand to play with Dawn’s left nipple, while my left hand drifts down to June's ass.  I reach between her legs and start to rub her pussy from behind.  June pushes her ass back into my hand, pulling my other hand away from Dawn’s left tit.  Dawn immediately moves her own hands up to work on her sensitive mounds.  I step behind June and start to really rub her pussy hard.  June starts to moan.

“Put your finger up my ass. PLEASE,” June pants.  She pushes her ass back even further to give me better access.

“Actually, I’ve got something else in mind,” I say softly.

I get down on my knees behind June, place both hands on her ass cheeks, and spread them apart, exposing her rosebud.  It’s already wet with pussy juice that is running back from her dripping twat.  I blow warm air on her ass, causing goose bumps all over her legs.  I then move in with my tongue and start licking her rosebud softly.

“Oh my god!  That feels awesome!” June cries out.  “What are you doing to me?”

I pull back for a moment.

“It’s called analingus.  I’m tonguing our asshole.  Feels great, doesn’t it?  Your father loves to do this to me.”

I then go right back to licking her ass, and shoving my tongue into her back door.

“Dawn, I am so licking your ass tonight.  You’re gonna go nuts!” June announces in response.

“Whatever,” Dawn replies, as she shoves June’s head back into her pussy.  “Less talking & more sucking please…..Unghhhhhh”

After a few minutes, I slide my index finger into her ass, and she grunts her approval.  After stroking my finger in and out of her ass a few times, I pull back and, when I push forward this time, my middle finger goes into June’s pussy.  After getting it nice and wet again, I pull back and insert both fingers into June’s asshole.  She moans into Dawn’s cunt, and starts humping my fingers.  I turn my hand palm down so I’m now massaging the back of her pussy from inside her ass again.  My other hand reaches under, palm down, and into her pussy to finger her g-spot.  June starts humping my fingers vigorously; and comes soon after.  After she’s done riding my fingers, I pull them out and go over to the sink to wash my hands.  I then walk back over to the girls.  June is back to concentrating on Dawn’s pussy.

June, give your Mom a kiss & let me taste your chocolate pussy cocktail.”

June stands up from Dawn’s dripping pussy, juices dripping down her chin.  I lick the pussy juice-chocolate mixture off of her chin and then give her a passionate kiss, swirling my tongue in her mouth.  At the same time, I reach down and finger her cunt, rubbing her own juices all over her hips and upper thighs.  After about thirty seconds, I break away.

“I need food,” I declare.  Unlike you two tireless teens, us older folks need to replace our energy stores once in a while.  Have you two eaten anything since dinner yesterday?”

Dawn tries to answer, since June’s face is buried back in her pussy.

“We…unngh…already……uhhhhhh…..had some eggs….ahhhhhhhh….”

Dawn starts cuming all over June’s face, who laps it up greedily.

“…earlier.” Dawn finishes, after calming down.

“Well, please clean up when you’re done.  I’ve come up with a plan to deal with the Diane-bald pussy situation.  I’d like you to call next door and invite Jessie over for a swim this morning, and tell her to make sure her Mom doesn’t know she’s coming over here.  Also, let her know about the no-clothing rule.  Don’t tell her all of the reasons, just that we’re working on our comfort level for the vacation.  Once you three are out back, I’m going to have Diane come over for a talk.  Please be sure you stay out of the house until after I bring her out to the backyard.”

“What’s your plan, Mom?” June asks.

“Never mind.  You’ll find out when it’s time.  Now can someone please make me some toast while I get a bowl of cereal?”

I sit down at the table to eat my cereal while June makes my toast.  I get down about 3 spoonfuls when Dawn comes over, picks up my bowl, and hands it to me.  I take it from her in my left hand, keeping my spoon in my right.  While holding the bowl, I continue to eat my cereal.  Dawn pushes the table out of the way, and sits down on the floor in front of me, one leg on each side of my chair.  She dives right into my pussy, sucking and slurping like a hungry child.

“I’m guessing from the way you’re sitting, that you really enjoyed having my foot up your cunt at dinner yesterday.”

Dawn only nods her head and sucks harder on my clit.  I have to put the bowl down, or I’m going to drop it.  Turning my left foot on its side, I move it forward until I find Dawn’s wet twat.  I wriggle my foot around a little, making sure I get my toes properly lubricated before pushing into her waiting pussy.  In a few seconds, my toes are totally soaked in pussy juice; and I push my foot into her pussy.  Dawn tries to open her legs even further than they already are, encouraging me to push further in.  My foot disappears into her pussy, almost up to my ankle, over 6 inches.  I’m basically fisting my daughter with my foot.  I start to stroke my foot in and out of Dawn’s pussy.  Dawn is moaning into my cunt loudly.  June comes over with the toast and drops it on the table. She can see that I’m a little busy to bother with it.

June grabs another chair and puts it behind mine, and steps up onto it.  She then performs the same gymnastics that she did at dinner with her father, lowering her pussy in front of my face. 

“This is quickly becoming a favorite with you, isn’t it, dear?” I remark.

June just smiles.  Once she is sitting reasonably comfortably on my shoulders, she slides her wet honeypot towards my waiting tongue.  I start to eat her with abandon, grabbing her ass and pulling her in tight.  All the while, I’m continuing to stroke my foot in and out of Dawn’s cunt, while she starts to concentrate on my clit.  I put two fingers into June’s pussy as I continue to suck on her clit.  Her juices run down my hand and arm.  I take my soaked fingers and shove them rather roughly up June’s ass.  She yelps in surprise and discomfort for a second, and then starts grinding her pussy into my face as she humps my fingers with her ass.

“You are quickly turning into a total ass slut, honey!” I exclaim. “I didn’t think anyone could like ass fucking as much as me; but you just might.  If you don’t mind sharing your boyfriend, I just might try to get both of my holes filled at once, with your father taking up the rear.”

As I say this, my pussy spasms in orgasm, flooding Dawn in my juices.  My suggestion has the appropriate effect on June, and she starts bucking madly as an orgasmic wave washes over her.  I push my foot deeper into Dawn’s lovebox, while pushing her upper body down onto the floor with my other foot.  This allows me to rub the side of the ball of my foot on Dawn’s g-spot, sending her over the edge.  After June calms down, she gets up off of my shoulders, steps off the chair, and pulls it up to the table to have a seat.  I give Dawn a hand off of the floor, and she too takes a seat.  I pull the table back in front of me.

“You know what, June.  I’ve got a dildo upstairs that is the perfect size for your ass.  It’s the one I use up my own backdoor on occasion.”

“You’ve got sex toys!?” both girls cry out together.

“Oh…sure.  A few dildos and massaging oils.  I suppose I’ll have to start thinking about my sex toys as the family sex toys now, won’t I?  They’re upstairs in my nightstand.  You can help yourself tonight, if you wish.  June, if you want to try a dildo up your ass, stick to the thin black one.  That’s what it’s for.  Dawn, if you’re interested you can try it also.  Given your wider hips, you may be able to take a regular dildo up your butt; but I’d definitely start with the small one.  I’d like to finish my breakfast now, if you don’t mind.  Would you girls please clean up the mess we’ve made?  Don’t forget to call Jessie right after, before she makes other plans for the day.  And please let me know when Jessie is going to be here, so I can call her mother.  Oh, and for God’s sake, both of you shower thoroughly before Jessie gets here.  You both smell like sex and chocolate.”

As they clean up, I finish my cereal.  The toast is cold, so I just toss it.  When I’m done, I head up to get a shower in before the girls finished cleaning.  I want to actually get a shower in, and know that if I’m not out before they get there, there’ll be another round of pussy munching and I’ll never get anything done.

“Remember to use the walk-in shower, please,” I call out behind me as I walk up the stairs.

I get out of the shower just as the girls are walking into the room.  As I’m drying off, June asks what happened to the bedroom doors.

“I took them off and put them in the closets,” I answer.  “We don’t really need privacy if we’re all walking around naked, fucking each other at random.”

The girls nod their heads and start walking towards me with lustful looks in their eyes.

“Now hold it right there, both of you.  I said that the sex couldn’t interfere with household duties.  I have things to do, and so do you.  Have you called Jessica yet?”

“Yea. I called her.  She’ll be over around 10:30,” Dawn answers.

“Was she OK with the no clothing rule?”

“Sure.  Since it’s just us girls home, she doesn’t see how it’s any different than any other time she’s over for a swim.”

“Well then, it’s already almost 10 a.m., so you two need to shower and clean up your rooms.  By the way, where did you two sleep last night?”

“My bed,” June answers.

“I should have known you’d share.  Did you two get any sleep!?”

“We watched TV until 10, and then went up.  We ate each other’s pussies for about an hour, and then just got too tired to continue.  I think we fell asleep pretty fast after that,” Dawn says.

“So June’s sheets are covered in your juices.  Please strip the bed; and bring the sheets down into the laundry room before you shower.  I’ll get a load going.  Oh, and there’s no time for you two to maul each other during this shower either.  So let’s get going.”

Hanging my towel up to dry, I leave my bedroom and go downstairs to call Diane.

 

CHAPTER 4      Girls Just Wanna Have Fun

 

 

I dial the phone while sorting through the laundry.  I want to get a load of Dan’s work clothes done before I have to deal with June’s sheets.  Diane picks up the phone on the second ring.

“Hi, Diane. It’s Sarah next door.”

“Oh, hi Sarah.  How are you doing?”

“Great thanks.  And you?”

“Much better since Bill called to tell me your family agreed to share your cabin with us.  I can’t tell you what a relief that is to me.  I was getting really tense about the whole thing…..Doesn’t nudity bother you at all?”

“It never really has, though showing my goodies to your husband and son will definitely be a new experience.”

“Yea, I’m still a little uptight about being naked in front of both Nick and Dan; but it still beats total strangers.  All of this really doesn’t faze you in the least, does it?  What do the girls think?”

Diane is a cute little thing, and really has nothing to be shy about.  She’s 38, 3^rd generation Greek, 5’ 7”, 125 lbs., with a 32C chest, very small but perky nipples; and she has a beautiful olive complexion, with a very hairy bush, according to Jessica.  She is definitely going to feel like the odd (wo)man out around four women with bald pussies.

“Are you kidding me?  June is beside herself at the chance to show off her body to Nick, and get a look at his dick.  Dawn, on the other hand, is actually more interested in checking out your husband, if you can believe that.”

“What?  Bill?  Why?”

“A few years ago, Dawn & Jessica saw Bill fucking you in your bed.  They were outside the backyard window.  They were very impressed with Bill’s girth.  I believe Dwan compared it to a soda can,” I chuckled into the phone.  “Is she exaggerating?”

“A little, but not much.  It certainly feels like a soda can when Bill’s pushing it into me….But oh, my God; I can’t believe they saw us!  I’m glad you can be so calm about this.  I’m freaking out.  I hope I don’t blow this whole vacation for everyone by getting nuts about it all.”  Diane is talking very fast, sounding out of breath.

“Now just calm down, Diane.  That actually is what I called about.  I‘d like to get together with you, this morning if possible, to talk this out with you, and see if we can’t make you more comfortable with the whole naked idea.  I also need to fill you in on a particular situation ahead of time, so you don’t get blindsided this weekend.”

“What situation?” Diane asks, sounding alarmed.

“Nothing earth shattering, just potentially awkward.  Can you come over around 11?”

“Yea, sure. Can I just come over now?  I’d really like to know what’s going on.”

“No, I’m sorry; but I have to pick something up before we get together.  OK?”

“OK.  I’ll just keep myself busy for a while.”

“Oh…One more thing.  After we decided last night to accept your family’s invitation, we decided to declare our home a no-clothes zone for the rest of the week.  It’s an attempt to get us used to being around each other naked, so the beginning of the vacation won’t be so awkward.  Besides, with just us girls here, you’ll get a chance to try out the nude thing yourself for a while without any men around.  We can even go swimming if you like.”

“Wow.  Already?  I was planning on having the rest of the week to really get my head around the idea; but I do see your point.  OK.  I’ll be over at 11, wearing nothing but a trench coat.”  Diane giggles nervously as she says this.

“OK.  See you then.  And don’t be nervous.  You’ll be fine.  Bye.”

I hang up the phone and look out the window, realizing that while this window looks out on the backyard, there are several that overlook the street and houses on either side of us.  Of course, on one side are the Larsen’s, who wouldn’t have an issue with seeing any of us walking by nude, or at least won’t pretty soon, I imagine.  On the other side of our home, however, lives a 28 year old divorced Japanese woman, Wendy Takahashi.  While I wouldn’t mind at all letting her in on our little party, she’s always struck me as very conservative and very quiet.  She would be worth some effort though, as she has a VERY hot body.  I’ve seen her around the locker room at the gym.  I am pretty confident that I’m the only woman over 30 at our gym with a bare beaver, so I don’t advertise.  The mothers of my girl’s friends might be uncomfortable with idea; and I don’t want to be a problem for them.  So, while I stick to the private shower/changing rooms, Wendy uses the large shower room containing around 20 shower heads along opposite walls.  I’ve seen her walk through the locker room on the way to the shower, and she is definitely a tight little number.  Wendy is 4’ 11”, maybe 100 lbs., with almost washboard abs and B-cup tits with small, dark brown nipples.  She keeps her bush trimmed very neatly in a thin strip, as she wears a high-cut leotard for working out….And sometimes the quiet ones surprise you.  Hmm….I’ll have to give this one some thought.  Bringing my mind back to the here-and-now; I grab a towel to cover up, and walk around the first floor, shutting drapes and shades.  Luckily, we have those shades that mount to the bottom of the window and pull up, allowing you some privacy without keeping all of the natural light out and making you feel cut off from the outside world.  I need to get them up before the girls started wandering the entire house, flashing the neighborhood.  I yell up to them to pull up the shades in their rooms before coming downstairs.  One of them yells down that it’s already done.

I head towards the stairs as the doorbell rings.  The girls pass me on the stairs to get the door, June’s sheets in Dawn’s arms.

“Whoa,” I say.  “How do you know that’s Jessica?  It could just as easily be a solicitor or some other neighbor.  Someone throw a coat or something on & answer the door, please.”

June proceeds to the front door and grabs a coat out of the front closet, puts it on, and opens the door.  We don’t have a window in our front door, so the only way to see who’s there is to look out the living room window.  It is Jessie at the door; and June invites her in.  As Jessie steps into the hallway, June closes the door, removes her coat; and hangs it back up in the closet.

“Can I take our coat?” June asks Jessie.

“Oh, yea.  Here you go,” she says as she shrugs her coat off.

Beneath she is naked.

“Come on out to the pool.”

Jessie follows June through the house.  While I’m getting dressed for my errand, I call down from upstairs for one of the girls to switch loads and put June’s sheets into the washer.  Jessie sees Dawn with the bundle of sheets, and offers to help.

“Thanks, Jessie,” Dawn replies.  “I need to pee quick.  You know were the laundry room is.”

“Sure,” she says, taking the sheets from Dawn.

As Jessie gathers up the sheets in her arms, she gets her first whiff of the pussy juice dried into them.

“Wow.  What was June up to last night?  Nick was home all night.  Did they break up and I missed it?”

“Umm…no.”  Maybe June can explain later,” Dawn says as she stifles a giggle.

I come bounding down the stairs in a hurry.  Time is getting tight.  Jessie is still standing in the kitchen sniffing June’s sheets, trying to figure out what happened.  She sees me and gets a surprised look on her face.

“Sarah, you’re dressed,” she says questioningly.

I’m annoyed to see her holding June’s sheets, but figure they’ll have to deal with that one themselves.  Not my problem.

“I have to run a quick errand.  I’ll be back in 20 minutes. Have fun in the pool.  Bye.” I say as I rush past her to the garage.

I’m at the drugstore 8 minutes after leaving the driveway.  I run in and grab a home waxing kit and bottle of aloe gel.  The first time you get waxed, the exposed area burns for a while.  The aloe will sooth the skin quite nicely.  I’m out of the store and back home quickly.  Total trip time 25 minutes.  I get back in the house and bring my purchases up into the master bath, shedding my clothes on the way up the stairs.  I’ve come to feel very comfortable in just my own skin already; and the clothing seems like a shroud over my spirit.  I couldn’t wait to get out of them as fast as possible.  Getting back downstairs, I notice the girls out by the pool as I walk by.  Diane should be here within 5 minutes, so I open the front door, leaving it slightly ajar.  I then go back into the laundry room to check on June’s sheets.  They’re clean, but the dryer is still running, so I leave them in the washer.  I hear a knock on the door.  Looks like Diane’s a little early.  I walk down the hall, but stop behind the staircase wall, so anyone walking in the front door can’t see me.

“Diane, is that you?” I call out.

“Yes, it is.  Can I come in?  Your door’s open,” she calls back into the house.

I pause, take a deep breath, and think out loud:  “Here we go…”

“Come on in.  I’ll be right with you.  You can hang your coat in the front closet.”

Diane comes in and closes the door behind her.  She looks around the living room and into the kitchen, wondering where everyone is.  She shrugs off her coat, puts it in the closet, and walks into the hallway.

“Sarah, where are you?  Where are the girls?” Diane asks, kind of quietly.

I lean around the corner, letting her see my upper body, but not my bald snatch.  She’s naked except for her very hairy bush, which is so thick it looks like a fuzzy cover.  To me, she really didn’t look naked.  I’m planning on fixing that. 

“Hi, Diane.  I’m right here.  The girls are out back by the pool.”

Seeing me, she relaxes, and starts to walk towards me.

“I’m glad to see you, Sarah.  And relieved to find you naked.  I got this weird idea in my head that I’d show up naked; and the 3 of you would be sitting in the dining room fully dressed.”

“Hah.  That would have been embarrassing.  But before coming any closer, we need to talk.”

“About what?  What’s going on?” Diane starts tensing up again.

Whatever I planned on saying just left my brain.  I’m blank.  Not knowing how to start or what to say, I take another deep breath and step out into the hallway.  Diane’s eyes get wide as she quickly notices the lack of hair on my pussy.  After about 20 seconds of silence, she speaks.

“Wow…I never knew.  How long have you shaved your pubic area?”

I respond as I walk towards her.

“Actually, it isn’t shaved.  It’s waxed.  My pussy is totally bald.  I’ve been waxing since I was in college.  My roommate turned me on to it.”

As I step up to Diane, I take her left hand and place it just above my slit.

“See how smooth it feels?  It really makes the skin more sensitive, and Dan loves eating my snatch without having to pick hair out of his teeth.  So…what are you thinking?”

Even though I‘ve released Diane’s hand, she hasn’t removed it from my pussy.  She just stares at it, and moves her hand down and lightly across my outer lips.

“It’s really soft and smooth, like tummy skin.  What did your girls think when they saw you last night?  Were they surprised?”

“No, not really,” I laugh.  “Dawn & June have bald pussies also.  We actually go together once a month to Georgette’s salon to get waxed.”

Diane bends down to get a better look.

“How far back do they remove the hair?” she wonders aloud.

“All the way back.  Waxing removes all of the hair off your pussy and back around your butt hole.  Let me turn around and give you a better view.”

I pivot around so my back is to Diane, spread my legs, and lower my upper body until my hair is lying on the hallway floor.  I look back up at her from between my legs.

“See what I mean?  Nothing there.  Feel how smooth the areas around my asshole and between my ass and pussy are. Unlike this jungle you’ve got going on here,” I say as I reach up and run my fingers through her bush.

I brush against her clit & she jumps, but doesn’t say anything.

Diane cups my pussy and lets her hand roam over my smooth skin.  She continues this for a good five minutes.  I’m getting very wet.  As she moves her fingers lightly around my asshole, her fingernail brushes over my rosebud, causing me to involuntarily moan.  Diane quickly pulls her hand back, and sees that my pussy isn’t just smooth, but also very wet.  Her fingers are slick with my juices.

“Sorry about that.  When someone plays with my pussy, I tend to get wet.  Looks like you’re getting a little wet yourself,” I point out, as I continue to run my fingers through her bush, purposely brushing my fingernails across her lips.  I think they are starting to swell; but it’s hard to tell through all of that hair.

“Feel free to continue to explore.  I’d like you to get comfortable with bald cunts, since you will be seeing more of them.”

Diane cups my pussy again, this time a little firmer.  She moves her hand around my pussy and ass, starting to actually rub my pussy.  She also spreads her legs about six inches, allowing me better access to her own sex.  I start working my way towards the back of her pussy, using my fingernails to tickle the sensitive flesh.

“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” she breathes out.  “But it feels so nice….What if the girls come in the house?”

“Mmmm….They’ve been told to stay out there until I get them.  Oh, that feels great.  They now I’m in here talking to you about bald pussies, though of course they don’t know we’re playing with each other’s while we talk.”

During this conversation, I have been teasing the opening to Diane’s cunt with my index finger, and the lips are slowly separating.  Dawn spreads her legs another 6 inches or so.  I’m getting a little light headed maintaining this position.  As I finish telling her that the girls are aware of our conversation, I push my index & middle fingers up into Diane’s by now very wet snatch.

“Ahhhh!” Diane gasps.  “Mmmmmm…Ohhhh, that’s feels nice.  I never though I’d be doing anything like this with you.  Rub my clit, pleeeease.”

“Honestly, I’m not sure I can find it,” I reply, as I start to slowly move my fingers in and out of her now dripping cunt.  “This is actually the point of asking you over.  I was hoping you would allow me to remove your bush for you.”

Diane reaches under me to the top of my pussy and draws her hand bank slowly, separating my engorged lips as she does.  As she gets to my honeyhole, she changes direction and pushes all four of her fingers into my cunt.  Since my legs are so spread out and I’m dripping like a leaking faucet, they slide in easily.  Diane starts to pump them in and out.  I put another finger into her pussy and start finger fucking her vigorously.  With my other hand I start playing with my nipples.  I start humping Diane’s hand and clenching my jaw to keep from screaming out in ecstasy.  Diane is rocking her hips forward & back trying to drive my fingers deeper into her lovebox.  They’re already in as far as they can go, being stopped by my curled up pinky finger.  I pull out my fingers and reinsert all four.  Diane’s pussy opens up willingly and my hand disappears up to my thumb.  Diane starts bucking wildly.

“Oh my god….I’m going to cum!” she says, rather loudly.

I ride her hand harder, determined not to be left behind.  I feel my own orgasm building; and I increase my pace in Diane’s pussy.  We both scream out & my hand falls out of her pussy.  As her hand leaves mine, I collapse on the floor.  Diane leans against the stair rail to keep from falling over.  We are both sweaty and breathing hard.

“That was mind blowing!” Diane says.

“That is was,” I agree.  “So, what do you think about having me wax your pussy?”

“You can do that here?”

“Sure, I picked up a home kit this morning.  It’s up in the master bath.”

“But what about Jessica?  What will she think when she sees me naked?  She constantly walks in on me in the shower.  She has her own bathroom, so there’s no reason to be intruding on mine; but she does I all the time!.”

“Maybe she likes to see you naked.  Did you ever think of that? Anyway, I don’t think it’s going to be a problem.  I’ve got a surprise for you.  Let’s go out to the pool…..You know, I can’t believe the girls didn’t hear us.  We were pretty loud.”

“No kidding.  What the heck are your girls doing that they didn’t hear that racket?”

“Guess we’ll find out.”

As we get out on the patio, an unexpected scene greets us.  Dawn is on a lounge chair with Jessie’s face buried in her pussy.  June is straddling Dawn’s face while tugging on her own nipples.  Dawn and June are moaning.

“Well, that explains why they didn’t hear us,” I say.

“Oh, we heard you all right.  At least Dawn & I did.  Jessie hasn’t come up for air for 40 minutes! Dawn’s already cum twice.  Besides, Dawn put her feet up on the end of the lounge chair and covered Jessie’s ears with her thighs as soon as we heard Diane calling you through the front door.  I’m not sure she can hear anything with her head stuffed between Dawn’s legs.  Did you enjoy yourself Diane?” June replies.

Dian nods her head slowly, as she continues to absorb the sight of her daughter’s face in Dawn’s cunt.  Dawn raises a hand to wave hello, as she continues to eat June’s pussy.

“I was wondering how you were going to handle Jessie and the sheets.  What did you tell her?”

“I told her the truth.  I told her that the pussy smell was mine and Dawn’s, and that we had been eating each other’s pussies last night in my bed.”

Diane zones into the conversation, shocked, but seemingly unable to speak.

June continued.  “She got a weird look on her face, and started to protest, asking how we could even think of having sex with each other.  ‘You’re sisters, for God’s sake!’ was her exact comment, I believe.  At that point I figured I had nothing to lose, so I told her the reason we did it was because we were still horny from eating you out earlier.”

The “You” being me, Diane snaps her head to look at me, and her eyes get huge.  She stills says nothing.

“Jeees, Diane, you look like your head’s going to explode,” June laughs.  “Unngghh…yea that’s the spot Dawn, tongue my ass.  Anyway, that seemed to really have an affect on Jessie.  She got this wide eyed look on her face, and her cunt started dripping.  I think she may have had a mini orgasm right there.  I think Jessie has a thing for older women.  She didn’t say another word.  She just walked up to Dawn, pushed her back onto the chair, and buried her face in Dawn’s twat.  She hasn’t said a word since.”

Diane comes out of her trance and walks up to her daughter.  She places a hand on her shoulder, not wanting to startle her.

“Jessie, honey, can you stop for a minute?”

“Upon hearing her Mom’s voice, Jessie’s head snaps up out of Dawn’s snatch.”

She looks up at her Mom with a look of horror on he face, and Dawn’s juices dripping off her chin.  Dawn pushes June off her face, to see what happens.

“Oh God, Mom. I’m so sorry.  I can’t believe you’re here.  I’ve never done anything like this. Are you really pissed?” Jessie blurts out as if it were one sentence.

She is breathing heavily from her work on Dawn’s sex and her fast talking.

“It’s OK, honey.  I’m fine with it,” Diane consoles her as she helps Jessie stand up.

Diane sees that Jessie’s pussy is bald also.  After all that she’s seen and done in the last ½ hour, it doesn’t seem to faze her at all.

“How long have you been waxing your cunt, honey?”

Jessie is a little taken aback by her Mom’s course language.

“Uh, a year or so, I guess.  I found out that the Anderson’s all waxed their pussies, and decided to try it myself.  I really like the way it feels.”

“Hah!” Dawn teases.  “You new about June and I for years.“  Turning to Diane, “Jessie had no interest in bald beaver until she saw Mom’s bald puss.”

“Is that true, dear?” Diane asks her.  “Does Sarah turn you on?”

Jessie nodded yes.

“Do older women turn you on, or is it just Sarah?”

“Not all older women, just some of my friends’ mothers.”

“And why might that be?  Maybe because you’re attracted to your own mother?”

“Maybe,” Jessie says with her head down, embarrassed.

“Do you want to eat mommy’s pussy?” Diane asks her as she reaches up and starts playing with Jessie’s tits.

“Jessie raises her face, beaming.

“Oh, yes!  I’d love to eat your pussy, Mom!”

“And I’d love to have you eat it….But first I need to have Sarah help me with this disgusting bush of mine,” she states, running her fingers through her bush.  “After seeing your four beautiful bald pussies, I can’t imagine being any other way.  I’m going to go upstairs with Sarah and let her wax my pussy bare.  I promise that when I get back, you can be the first to sample my newborn poon.  Unless, of course, Sarah beats you to it,” Diane says as she gives me a sly wink.

I laugh.

“Jessie, I promise to try my best to return your mother to you with a virgin bare pussy….But don’t hate me if fail you,” I say with a smile on my face.  “If I do take her first, I offer my own pussy to you in consolation.  How’s that?”

Jessie smile broadly.

“I can’t lose!”

“While you two are upstairs baring Diane’s twat, we’ll keep Jessie busy.  She hasn’t had her own pussy administered to yet, and I’m sure Dawn is just chomping at the bit to take care that,” June says.

“Absolutely!” Dawn exclaims.

I take Diane’s hand, and we walk back into the house, continuing to hold hands in that comfortable familiar way, like longtime lovers.

My mom works at the factory, so she just walks to work and comes back exhausted every day.

I never really thought of my mom in a sexual way. Whenever I masturbated on my
computer in my room, I would always look at the same old shit, a guy bangin a girl on the bed or in the kitchen or wherever, but it was getting old to me.

So I decided that I kind of wanted to explore things that are "taboo" as others have said, to see if that would make my masturbation experience much more satsifying.

I began to check out shemales, rape, mature women, and I even caught myself getting hard looking at some gay material, for instance, a guy sucking another guy's cock. And then I ran across some incest photos and stories and I immediately felt my cock stir and begin to get hard has I was reading these stories. I found it real odd, because I had never ever felt anything sexual towards my own mother, but as I read these mother/son stories,

I became completely aroused and I could cum all over myself in no time.

As I began to read more and more stories over the course of a few weeks, I began to get obsessed with the act of incest itself and starting viewing my mother in a while different way. I would walk by the bathroom and hear that she was in the shower, and I would begin finding that I would picture what she looked like in the shower.

I wanted to see her nude body and see her breasts and gaze at her pussy. I had mixed feelings. Was I taking this too far? I told myself that I wasn't, so long as I didn't act on it.

However, I began to get more and more bold. One day, when I got back from classes, I knew my mom was still at work. I began to masturbate to these stories as usual, but then I took it a step further. I walked into my mom's room, and I decided to find her dirty laundry basket.

I found it in the corner of one of her closets and it was pretty full. I quickly grabbed a handful of stuff and ran back to my room incase she was to arrive home.

After arriving in my room, I checked to see what I had gotten away with. I had grabbed a pair of socks my mom had worn to work, 2 pairs of dirty panties (my mom apparently wore the bikini cut panties) and the rest were just 3 shirts.

I immediately got a hard on just knowing that I was in possession of my mom's dirty panties and socks. I was in a lust for her, her scent, her body, anything. I

 lifted the dirty socks up to my nose and began to inhale deeply. I could smell my mom's sweaty feet and it was turning me on even more.

After sniffing her socks for a few minutes, I put them down and helped myself to the 2 pairs of panties. I lifted them up to my nose and began to inhale the scent of my mom's pussy.

The aroma was intoxicating, almost like the combination of urine trails and my mom's natural pussy smell. I was rock hard and pulled my pants down so that I was naked from the waist below.

 Now I was getting even more into it, I began to lick the part where my mom's pussy had been. I ran my long tongue slowly over the spot that had the most pungent smell and I closed my eyes and pretended as though I were licking my own mom's pussy right in front of me.
As I licked and smelled my mom's panties, I began to rub my hard cock with her dirty socks. Within minutes, I had one of the biggest orgasms of my life. I wiped myself up with her dirty laundry and proceeded back to her room and put them back in the laundry basket towards the bottom of the clothes so she wouldn't notice.

Now that I had begun to get bold, I wanted to get even bolder. Now I wanted to have my mom, I had to touch her, I had to have sex with her.

That night I couldn't sleep, all I could do was think of ways that I could make that happen. I began to think of possible weaknesses of my mom, or something that I could do that would even make the situation possible. My mom did like to drink quite a bit ever since her and my jackass father got divorced.

Whenever I would go out on the weekends, she would just slip into some comfortable tight fitting sweatpants, and
just a tanktop and sit on the couch with some Bailey's Irish Cream and watch tv
or movies. I finally had decided on a plan.

It all began on a Friday night after my mom got home from work. It was around 6pm and she was exhausted from being on her feet all day. She crashed on the couch and turned on the tv. I told her that I didn't really feel like going over to my (one) friend's house tonight, and that I was probably just going to stay in and watch tv with her.

I went to my room and changed into some comfortable clothes myself - I put on some gym shorts (but nothing underneath) and a plain white t-shirt and then I grabbed a bottle of Bailey's and sat next to my mom on the
couch. She began telling me about how her feet hurt so bad.

"Hey mom, since you've been working hella hard, do you want me to give you a foot rub?"

She seemed happy the instant I asked.

"Well honey, I would love one, but I'm afraid my feet will be all smelly since I have been walking around in my shoes all day, so don't worry about it."

"No mom, it's ok, my nose has been plugged up all day anyway, I'll be happy to do it," I said.

I then removed her tennis shoes and she was right, they smelled, but for some reason it turned me on. I began to rub her feet and I could feel that her socks were moist from the foot sweat. I nonchalantly peeled her sweaty socks off of her feet and began to massage her feet some more.

"Oh God, I'm in heaven now, thanks so much Jon," she said as she was already on her second glass of Bailey's.

For the next 15 minutes or so, she continued to drink and I continued giving her a foot massage all the meantime having a raging hard-on. I could tell my mom was beginning to get drunk, because her nose was getting red and it always got red when she was getting drunk.

Next, I decided to take a step forward in my plan. I told her that my hands were starting to hurt, so I told her I was going to take a break from rubbing her feet and I set her feet down in my lap, right on top of my hard-on so she had to notice it by the feel of her feet.

As her feet hit my hard-on, I made sure to glare straight at the tv, but I could see from the corner of my eye that she glanced at me, and then she glanced at my bulge and she kind of "shifted" her feet on my hard-on.

We ended up watching a movie together and all the meanwhile she was drinking. Finally, after a couple of hours, she began to get real shit-faced and started to doze-off.

As I was tapping her I said, "Hey mom, I think we need to get you to bed, seems like you had a little too much to drink."

"Oh hon, you are such a good son, help your old mom get to her room please."

I then helped her up and walked her to her room, and helped her lay down on the bed. It almost seemed like the second her head hit the pillow, she was out like a light.

"Mom, I'm not really tired yet, so I'm gonna lay here next to you and watch some tv for a little bit incase you need anything if you get up. Seems like you had an awful lot to drink."

She kind of mumbled and "ok" and said something about me being sweet, and then
she just passed out on her back. All of a sudden, my cock was just jumping at the situation I was in.

I immediately became a human body full of complete sexual feelings to the point where there was no turning back.

As soon as I heard her snoring a little, I decided it was time to play. I slowly began to lift the bottom of her tank top up her stomach very quitely and gingerly so as not to wake her.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, I reached the base of her breasts, and now it was time. It was time to lift and reveal the breasts of my own mother, the breasts that I had become obsessed with seeing for weeks now. I lifted her shirt up over her breasts, and they were exposed.

Each was kind of hanging to the side of her body. I took a moment and just stared in
disbelief that I had made it this far. I then began to stroke myself while staring at my mom's breasts as she was passed out. After a few minutes of stroking.

I decided it was time to do more. I slowly lowered my head towards her left breast and then I finally did it, I began to lick my own mother's nipple. I touched my long tongue to the outer ring of her nipple and began to circle the ring with the tip of my tongue.

I then was lost in a rage of lust and began to slowly suck on my mom's left tit. I positioned myself so that as I was sucking on it, that my rock hard cock was lightly touching her leg. After a while of sucking, I decided to make my way down.

I shifted down towards the base of the bed a little, still hearing my mom snore, I felt a little bit of safeness, but I almost didn't care anymore. Next, I slowly pulled the waist of my mom's sweatpants up and I couldn't believe what I saw. I was now staring at my mom's very hairy pussy.

I just saw a big bush of pubic hair and I was overcome with a scent of musty pussy. She must have gotten wet earlier from touching my hard-on or something, because the odor she was giving off was very strong.

Now was the moment of truth. Now I had to find a way to get those sweatpants off of her. I couldn't think straight anymore and was overcome with lust and passion that I just slowly began to pull them down. It was then that my mom kind of woke up from in a half-state of alertness.

"Paul, what are you doing what's going on?" she asked. Her voice was slightly muffled and her eyes were mere slits from still being half asleep.

"Paul, what is my shirt doing up, what's going on? Stop what you're doing right now!"

That's it, it was do or die. I straddled my mother and grabbed both of her wrists. I pinned her wrists down while straddling her.

"Paul, STOP IT! STOP IT RIGHT NOW! What are you doing??!?! This isn't right!"

She was squirming and struggling, but she was a weak woman and I was a man full of sexual adrenaline and nothing was going to stop me.

I lowered my mouth to her right breast and began to suck her nipple like a vaccuum. All the meanwhile she was screaming, but to no avail. I continued to bite and suck more and she stopped yelling and began sobbing.

Here I was, a raged mad-man pinning my own mother down and sucking on her nipples, while my mother was crying and pleading for me to stop.

Next, I forced her over so that she was on her stomach and I kind of sat on her back with all my weight on her to keep her from getting up. She was still half-drunk, weak, and crying, and hardly was even a challenge anymore.

Next, I faced towards her feet while straddling/sitting on her back and I stuffed my feet in her face to try to shut her up. I then began to pull down her sweatpants and I revealed her pale white, somewhat chubby ass was staring at me. Still keeping my
weight on her from straddling her back.

I pulled her ass apart and I began licking her asshole while I felt like my heart was beating at a million miles per hour. I was licking my own mom's asshole like a man posessed. All of a sudden I began to notice something. I began to notice that among her now faint sobs were occasional moans while I licked her ass. This was great news for me as I wanted her to eventually cooperate.

I stuck the tip of my tongue into her tight asshole and began wiggling the tip in her asshole and she began to moan more and more.

Now that she seemed to be more compliant and enjoying it, I faced back towards the head of my mother and flipped her back over. She wasn't even opening her eyes and they were very puffy from all her crying. She almost laid there, it seemed, without life, like she had just given up and stopped any movement.

When I found that I no longer had resistance, I lowered myself down her body and finally completely removed her sweatpants. I then removed my gym shorts as well.

And there it was, I was staring at the pussy hole of my own mother. I could barely see it amongst all the pubic hair, but it was a thing of beauty. My cock was aching to fuck my own mom's pussy and I couldn't wait any more. I spread the legs of my mom apart. Her legs were "dead weight".

She was just lying there now without any movement just sobbing lightly. I then decided it was time. I put the purple, swollen head of my 7-inch hard cock to the entrance of my own mother's vagina. And then I slowly let myself in. All of a sudden, my mom's previously "lifeless" body came awake and she began to twist and turn to resist. It was too late though.

I plunged my cock deep into her hot and wet pussy and began pounding furiously. Eventually, her twists and turns began to become thrusts of her own, meeting mine, fucking her own son.

"Oh God mom, you feel so fucking good"

She didn't say a word, just continued to moan.

I thrusted and pounded my own mother for what seemed like eternity because I had to cum. Finally, my pounding got harder and harder, faster and faster, until I felt an orgasm like I have never felt before.

I exploded 3 times inside my own crying drunken mother's pussy and I have never felt an orgasm so explosive in my life. After I came, she laid still again, almost seemingly dead.

I was exhausted myself, and just laid my sweaty head on her still exposed breasts, while my now limp cock was remaining inside of her.

And then it hit me, I thought to myself, "what the fuck have I just done?"

In all honesty the place was pretty much a shithole
and apparently the owner had lost not
only his ass when the interstate passed
him by but his desire to keep the place up
as well.

For me it was perfect, it only added to
the feel of the mood I was in, that hunger
to dominate her that we both craved.  I wanted
this meeting to be raw, unrehearsed and
bring out the most primal urges within us
both. 

Those deep dark places that so many
try desperately to conceal inside themselves.
That are only waiting for someone to tear
them apart at their emotional and physical
seams. To make it all come spilling out to be
greedily devoured by someone who may understand
them better than they understand themselves.

I'd even brought along a cd that
I'd looped with the songs I use for scening.
Nine Inch Nails, "I Want To Fuck You Like An
Animal", Nirvana's "Heart Shaped Box" and
Puddle of Mudd's "Control" that played
one after the other only to repeat time
and again. 

There were no awkward moments of silence
between us, no fear of speaking what was on
our minds. 
Somehow we both just knew that this was the
place we should be and what we shared was for
us alone.

"Do you trust me?" I asked firmly.

"Yes, something about you tells me that it's
OK to do that," she whispered.

"It is OK, there's nothing for you to fear
with me, no reason to run nor hide from your
desires," I assured her.

"Never be ashamed of who you are, of what
you feel inside,"I told her with a voice of
experience gathered over time and learning my
own inner secrets all too well.

I secured her with strands of slender white
cord to the chair, her supple breasts garnering
the most attention as I worked magic with the
knots that bound her, bound us to each other.

I loved how they lifted upward as the cord ran
beneath the hollow of her breasts.  The way the
nipples became so stiff and the aureola
engorged to a light shade of violet.

With my hands I cupped her upturned breasts,
squeezing them firmly, fingers probing deeply into
the tender flesh.

Her breath caught and I looked down to see
the first damp traces of wetness showing through
the crotch of her red lace panties.

The way her vulva pressed itself against the
 smooth material as it began to gather
between them.

"I' think I'm gonna cum, my pussy feels like it's
on fire," she moaned as she bit down hard on
her own lip.

A single drop of blood trickled down over her
chin where her teeth raked the almost transparent
sheeth of her lips.
"NO, not yet Angel, you can't cum until I tell
you, only when I tell you you can," I scolded her.

I licked the faint trace of blood from her lips
and chin, my mouth moving slowly down the
curve of her neck. 

Nipping gently along the smooth milky skin
as I licked her earlobe and and tugged on it with
the edges of my teeth.

"I want you to taste me, make me cum so
you can cum," I urged her.

"The warmth and wetness of my seed filling
your mouth and then your tummy, all of it yours
to devour as you cum with me."

As much as I wanted to feel the glorious pull
of her lips sliding up and down the swollen husk
of  my manhood I wanted to kiss her to taste her
tongue in my mouth.

I'd used a pair of her panties I'd gotten from
her overnight bag and tore them into thin strips to gag
her, only to quiet her when I knew she would want to
scream when things became so intense.
Screams not born of fear but rather of
desire, of release, of acknowledgement that we
were as one and shame played no part in what
we shared with each other.

I used my foot to slide a small wooden stool
beside her chair to stand on.
My free hand opening the button at the waist
of my jeans, unzipping myself so I could free my
cock for my captive angel.

Looking up at me her eyes gleamed like
firey gems, her tongue now licking the swollen
edge of her lip where she'd nicked it.

I gathered a fistful of her cherry hued mane
and twisted it into a small ponytail behind her,
knotting the hair tighter as I drew her
to my erection.

Fuck it I thought, I needed those sweet
succulent lips taking me to the base of
my prick so I removed the gag for the moment
and tossed it beside the chair.

"I can see it in your eyes, you're a cock sucker
if ever I saw one," I told her as I stared eye
to eye with her.

"I want your cum in my mouth so fucking bad,
I want to taste it on my tongue and swirl the
thickness of it around inside my mouth before
I swallow," she pleaded.

Before penetrating the warmth of her mouth I
took the hand holding my penis and reached
downward to the waistband of her panties.

The thin edge tore like tissue but the elastic held
firm allowing me to grind them between the swollen
folds of her pussy.

I knew her writhing within the chair, feeling
that lacey edge of fabric gathering up, rubbing
between the lips and soaked with her own cunt
cream would make her cum and cum hard.
She groaned from the sensation as the material
rubbed briskly against her clit, a petal pink hue,
the tip almost crimson as it became enraged with
blood.

Now I could enjoy the warm pull of her mouth,
those succulent lips gliding up and down the stalk
as her tongue bathed every ripple and crease along
my meaty tube.

"Yes, fuck yesssssssssss, use that tongue to
really lick deep into my piss hole," I gasped.

I punched the head of my prick into the hollow
of her cheeks,  her teeth skimming the length of
me as I pulled back and let her tongue part the
widening slit.

My balls began to draw tight, to nestle themselves
within the spongy covering of my shaven flesh and
I could feel that tickle, that delicious ache that I
knew would begin its slow crawl up my cock shaft.

An ache that would climb all the way to the very
bell shaped tip and then burst forth, rupture and
release the pure creamy white essence of male lust.

Taking her hair back within my fist I began using
it to control her head, shoving myself deeper into
her sucking orifice that had become my nirvana. 

Screwing the ponytail of hair between my fingers
I thrust my hips to meet each downward stroke her
lips made over my cock.

Looking at her I could see the faint lines of tears
misting from the corners of her eyes as she sought
to take my every thrust.  Bubbles of her clear saliva
foaming around the base of my erection and
dripping down the length of my penis like melting wax.

Suddenly her legs tensed and she arched her back
against the chair.  Straining against the cords bindng
her ankles her toes curled into the carpet. 
The tips glowing pink through the toes of her jet black
stockings as they fought for purchase against the rug.

I knew she was starting to cum, I looked into her
eyes as they told the true story.  That beseeching
gaze when you know your lover is there,
this moment in time when you both become as one.

"Cum you little slut, let go, don't try to fight it,
just let it go," I demanded.

I could do no more than utter it breathlessly as I
too began to erupt.  The hot wet coils of seed twisting
out only to be captured within my lover's mouth.

Pooling the milky juices atop her tongue as it
curled about my saturated cock dome and lashed
frantically to tease and tickle every drop to its release.

Her cheeks caved and released with each seperate
expulsion, her mouth floded with her own saliva and
mingling with the honeyed sap of my climax.

I could feel the vibraions of her moans, her whimpers
against the veins crisscrossing my stalk as she peaked
her own cum and her spine went stiff.

Her heels drumming against the chair legs as she
lost all control, relinquished it to me through her
trust and the knowledge that we were equals in all
things now and always.

I couldn't help but withdraw myself.  To kneel beside
her and kiss her lips.  My tongue probing within the
sticky recess of her mouth to taste myself and share
this as well.

Our eyes closing with each other, the
softness and warmth of her lips against mine
as I breathed her inside me, she breathing me
within her.  Our tongues darting against each
others as I embraced her. 

Placing her head upon my shoulder I
unfastened the cords that had bound her. 
I held her, snuggled her within
my arms, within my heart my mind, my very soul. 

This was not and end, far from it, it
was simply the dawn of an awakening
within herself and I only the instrument that
set it her free.

Both of us now bound to each other by
something far greater.
Something invisible that only we could see and touch!!!

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