I graduated that year and went to the local university.  I had pretty much forgotten about Christina other than when I would see her around when she was with Jenny, which wasn't too often because she was still in high school, and her looks, got her "in" with a different crowd.  My girlfriend was on the dance team at the high school and when football season started and began attending the football games.  It was the second home game that I saw her.  Christina was on the front line of the Cheerleading Squad.  Now, this high school is a relatively large high school.  And with larger high schools the cheerleaders are extremely good looking.  Christina made these girls look like wanna-be's.  I was coming back from the consession stand when I saw her on the track in front of the crowd.  Suddenly, she started waving at me.  I couldn't believe it, she remembered who I was.  For some reason I got an instant hard on as she was smiling at me.  She watched me walk all the way to my seat and smiled at me again when I looked back down at her.  This continued all night, I couldn't take my eyes off her.  She looked even hotter in her white and blue cheerleading uniform.  I didn't even remember watching my girlfriend dance or even the score driving home that night.  For the rest of the football season, she knew exactly where i was sitting and would point me out to the rest of her friends every game.  I almost completely forgot I had a girlfriend, even though Christina and I had never done anything more than smile or say hey to each other.

After football season, I again did not see Christina for some time.  I later that year attended a basketball game.  Christina was cheering and I made eye contact with her from the first time she peered up into the stands, only this time her smile was not a big, hey I know you, smile.  I was a sexy, I know what you want, smile.  My mouth dropped, i felt all tingly, and my penis began to hurt because I was so turned on.  My friends asked what was the matter, and I couldn't say anything.  They asked what I was looking at and again I couldn't answer. They said whatever and went back to watching the game.  I looked down at Christina to see her laughing. She knew exactly what I was thinking.

After the game, I walked my girlfriend to her car and kissed her goodnight.  She had a big test in the morning and had to study, so I was just going to go home.  I was currently out on break.  Driving home, I noticed a black mustang riding my bumper and moved over into the right lane to let them pass.  The car pulled right up beside me and slowed to my speed.  I didn't take any notice at first, but the car stayed with me for half-a-mile.When I stopped at the next light, the mustang stopped even with me and the window began to role down, It was her.  Christina was driving the black mustang.  She signalled for me to role down my window, but I had it halfway down already.  She was still in her cheerleading outfit. "It sure is hard to get your attention when your driving."

I said,"I know, I wasn't lookin' for anyone."

She said, "Well, do I have your attention now?"

"Damn right," I said.

She said, "Ok, well let's have some fun.  Follow me, if you can keep up."

She roled up her window and took off, with me chasing.  She drove until four lanes became two and kept driving. We must have gone 10 miles before she put on a blinker.  I followed her down some back roads until she came to a dark boat dock.  When she came to a stop, she turned her car off and got out, I did the same, asking where we were. 

"You better get back in that truck (I actually drive a tahoe)" she said.

I did what I was told and climbed back into the driver seat.  She walked straight up to the driver side door, climbed into the truck and straddled my lap with her back to the steering wheel.  She kissed me deeper than I had ever been kissed, and showed no signs of quitting.  I could feel her d breasts pressing agaist my chest.  She moaned saying how long she has wanted to do this.  I could feel her wet cheerleaders bloomers grinding on my fully hardened cock.  I moved my hands down and began to touch her silky smooth legs that fascinated me from the first day I saw her.  She suddenly reached down to my left to grab hold of something.  I realized what she was doing when my seat suddenly leaned back, there was no stopping now.

She ran her hands up and down my chest and arms never breaking the kiss.  I massaged her back and she got chill bumps everytime I touched the base of her neck.  She broke the kiss and leaned back to pull up and off her cheerleader top, and then her bra.  She grabbed my hands and placed them on her  perfect firm breasts and made a massaging motion.  She then let go of my hand and moved hers to my belt.  She opened my pants and released my throbbing hard-on.

"Oh my gosh, It's huge." She said

I must admit, I don't have a small penis.  8 to 9 inches is normal, but this night I was more turned on than ever.  She began stroking my cock, while I continued to massage her breasts. She leaned in to replant her perfect full lips back on mine and continue our kiss.  After a few minutes she asked if we could move to the back seat. 

"Gladly", I said.

My back seat is a bench seat so there was much more room.  Christina then helped me pull off my shirt and pants and proceeded to removed the rest of her cheerleading uniform.  She pushed me back on the seat and again took hold of my cock and resumed the kiss.  She was now straddling me and began to run my cock head up and down her wet slit.  I almost came right there. She felt it coming and squeezed the base of my cock to subside my climax.  She then moved her lips to my neck and then my chest.  She kissed all the way down to my ball sack never letting go of my cock with her hand.  She began to kiss the base of my cock and run her tongue up and down the length of my now bulging hard-on. I held back as long as I could but when she put the head into her mouth and stroked my cock with her lips twice, I came harder than ever.  She never stopped bobbing her head on my cock as I came in her mouth.  She took it all down and kept slowing stroking me with her lips.  She then climbed on top of me and turned around to straddle my face never once taking her lips from my cock.  I buried my face in her pussy.  She moaned on my cock as I plunged my tongue in and out making sure to lap up every drop.  I did this until she had my hard-on back only minutes later, and then I really began working her pussy.  I moved up and down from her g-spot to her vagina. She moaned louder for more.  I pulled her down on to my face to get my tongue deep into her.  I moved my hand around to anus and began probing it with my forefinger.  She moaned for more and I began to insert my forefinger into ass still working her pussy with my lips and tongue.  I moved my fore and middle finger down to her vagina opening and worked them around the get them wet and placed them back at her asshole.  I flattened my tongue to clean her pussy and then inserted my tongue in to her vagina while pushing my two fingers into her ass.  She began to shake with her first orgasm and had to back off my penis because she was shaking so violently.  She moaned the sexiest moan I've ever heard. I wanted to fuck the shit out of her right there, but I decided to make it special, since thus far it had been nothing but pleasure.

She turned around to lick all of her leftover juices off of my face and moved down my neck and chest and again to my even bigger hard-on.  She moved back up to me to resume our kiss and began to run the head of my cock up and down her slit.  She broke the kiss and sat back and slowly began to lower herself onto my cock. She got the head and two inches in and had to stop to adjust herself.  After the got three more inches in she layed down on me to rest for a few minutes.  She looked up into my eyes and said, "I love you."

I suddenly realized that I had never felt that way about my girlfriend, but I truly was in love with Christina.  We began to have our first actual conversation right there in the love making position and talked for what seemed like 45 minutes with my penis still inside her.  I could then tell she was ready for me when she began to slow fuck herself on my penis.  I stopped her for two more seconds to tell her, "I love you, too, Christina." It was then that I felt the second most passionate kiss of my life, second only to the first kiss that night.

I began to massage her back as we slow fucked, not yet having plunged my cock in to the base.  She kissed my neck and tickled my ears for a few minutes before leaning close and looking into my eyes and saying, "Fuck me, baby."

The patrol car pulled off behind her. She looked closely while the stranger stepped out of the car.  He was tall as he unfolded out of the car.  Put a big hat on his head and started walking towards her car. 

The idea was so erotic when they discussed it.  A friend she’d never met setting her up for the next part of her fantasy.  She could still see the smile on his face as he prodded her with.  “After all, she wanted the experience to be real.. didn’t she? “  Now while it was happening her blood was ice.  She rolls down the window as he walks to the car.   

Barely swallowing a hysterical little laugh when he said “License and registration please. “It wasn’t until she had dug out her license and was reaching for the registration in the glove box that she realized how natural the response was.  Thinking fast to try to imagine what would be the best response.  She smiles up at the officer.  “What’s wrong Sir, did I do something wrong?  Looking back at her self in the mirrored sunglasses he pushes out her chest just a little. Thinking the low-cut shirt  had been a good choice.  He smiles at her and walks to the back of the car looking at her license. 

She can see him talking to someone on his radio, which frightens her.  Was she really being stopped to get a ticket?  Was he toying with her purposely   It was so odd to  feel this conflicted.  Adrenaline was pouring through her..  the adrenaline rush of realizing it was really happening.  That fantasy she’d fought for so long.  Then being almost overwhelmed with the fear that things were out of her control.  As he walks back to the car she pulls herself together.

“step out of the car, please” he says, quite politely.  she steps out of he car.  “you have a warrants for unpaid parking.  I’m going to have to take you to the station”   This is it, she thinks, reaching in for her purse, she rolls up the window.  “what about my car. she says? Silently irritated with herself for the quiver she hears in her voice, “ I want to call someone?”  “No, the city has a tow truck.  I’ve already put in a call and he’s on the way to tow the car.  You’ll have to get it out of impound, after you pay your tickets.” 

Briefly she thought of saying “Hey, wait.  I changed my mind.  I can’t do this. I knew that once I allowed myself to be put in the backseat of the patrol car she would cross a line.  That the decision would taken out of my hand.  From the moment she’d let herself be put into the backseat of he car the fantasy was out of her hands.  Equivocally.   he puts her purse on the roof of the car and turns her around.  Her nipples harden as she feels him pulling her arms behind her.  The coldness of the cuffs as he puts first one, then the other on her wrists is wildly erotic. As if he realizes how it affects me. He pulls up on her wrists up giving a tension on her arms as if to remind her unmistakably that she was in his control.  His hand on the top her head as he guides her into the backseat is gentle.   

When he gets in the front seat he takes off his sunglasses.  Their eyes meet in the rearview mirror.  His look of knowing amusement sends shivers.  Anger at the arrogance she sees there.  Mounting fear, realizing the fast pace things were spiraling.  As he starts the car and drives down the dirt road the fear reaches a panic point.  They were supposed to wait for the tow truck who would follow with her car. She watches her car disappear as the car makes a curve in the road. 

She knows if she let her hand slide under her skirt her finger would come away wet.  Every nerve was intensely reaching out for clues and the tension was extreme.  What does he know  that she doesn’t?  She avoids looking in the mirror again.  Afraid of what she would see.  A questioning look would probably send her to tears..  a condescending look would be even harder to handle. 

The car turned off the dirt road onto an even smaller road.  More like a trail that hadn’t seen traffic in a long time.  Another turn and a small house came into view.  He pulled the car up behind the house and stepped out again.  As he pulled her out of the car by her arm she wondered why he bothered to hide the car behind the house.  The house itself was well hidden from the road.  Looking around I couldn’t’ see the road, only a never ending landscape of trees.  The sameness unnerved me again.  He let me look around then presses her body against the car.  His body a hard line against her as he says quietly in my ear.   “you know why you’re here.  A fine little thing you are too.  When I told **** I would help, I didn’t expect such a nice package.  You can call me anytime you want to walk along the edge. “   his hands reach behind her to grabl her wrists and start her walking to the house and her fate.  Before they open the door  he reaches in his pocket for a handkerchief that he ties over her eyes.  She tries to look down  to see the floor , but he’s tied the kerchief tight.  I can hear the door open and stumble to not fall as he pushes her over the threshold. She knows someone else is already in the room, but they make no noise.   A different pair of hands feels over her.  Searching and pulls the cell phone out of the pocket of her skirt.  Two sets of hands went over he body looking for what she wasn’t sure.  It didn’t fee like any part of her body was left untouched. She held her breath as she felt one set of hands probing in that most secret of places.  Knowing they could feel hot wetness.  Embarrassment made her face red she knew.  A probing finger dips first in her wetness then slips to her other opening.  

"Come bitch," Jason yelled at me.

I walked on all fours and followed Jason out of the room.

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    The second batch showed me why these two were more than a match for my sex-crazed wife. I already had seen that Mark was hung like a horse and knew how to use that big hunk of burning love. What made things even tougher for Charlie was the size of the strap-on dildo that Marilyn used to stir up her juices, not to mention those deposited inside my wife by her husband. The first time I saw it disappearing into Charlie's distended asshole was a shock. I had a hard time imagining anyone having a cock that size, let alone being able to make it fit in such small places as Charlie's butthole, even after it had been loosened up by Mark's mammoth weapon.

    Marilyn gleefully provided me with the dildo's dimensions, sixteen inches in length and three inches across. The first time she used it on Charlie she managed to get her to take nearly eleven inches in her poop chute, and when she pulled it out, she claimed that Charlie's sphincter nearly came out with it. What made this tool so damned fearsome was its wearer was quite adept at using it and was in great physical shape. Poor Charlie was completely over matched and as the night wore on Marilyn went deeper and faster every time she took a turn.

    This is not to say that Mark didn't do his share. He kept Charlie busy sucking his wanger back to life for another turn at her butthole or as a nice change of pace, her tight cunt, that wasn't so tight once Marilyn decided it needed some attention from Big Bertha, her pet name for that monster dildo that was destroying my wife's insides. As the witching hour came and went they shifted to double penetration of what was left of Charlie's holes. This in turn evolved into fisting and I'm sure that Charlie was begging them for mercy by the time Mark's large fist began its maiden voyage up her cunt, and after a brief but unequal struggle managed to make landfall at the door to her birthing chamber or uterus for those of you enamored by technical terms. The look on my nympho wife's face was priceless when Marilyn managed to get half her well-toned arm up Charlie's cunt and at the same time Mark drilled a new oil well in my wife's back forty that made her eyes cross.

    I knew that I had to get some sleep soon since I did not have the luxury of choosing when I came to work. As luck would have it, just before I was going to sign off for the night or morning, whatever time it was, Marilyn sent me more pictures and a heads up that I was about to see something a little off the beaten path. First off the pictures showed Charlie taking a major league spanking from the Connors. I have never seen her butt as crimson as it got that night. The two of them took turns walloping her with every bit of energy they had until both were exhausted. Charlie was beyond exhaustion, but still had plenty more road to travel before they returned what was left of her to the arms of her loving husband, or was it cuckold?

    What followed was well worth the loss of sleep. It turned out that the Connors had all sorts of hidden kinks that I would never have imagined for this older and much more reserved couple. As soon as I got the first picture and realized that the venue had changed from the bedroom to the bathroom, my breath got a bit short and my blood pressure rose. I was about to witness a session of water sports, and not the kind they did in a pool either. The second picture said it all.

    Charlie, still cuffed and now also gagged with what looked like a pair of panties, was on her back in the tub, her normally flat belly now quite rounded, like she might have swallowed a softball. She definitely did not have a happy face, gag or no gag. At the upper corner of the picture hung a red rubber enema bag, and it all came together at once. They had just finished, or were still in the process of giving my sex-crazed wife a colonic irrigation as I heard one person describe an enema in polite society. I had to admit that this view of Charlie kind of got me all hot and bothered; probably because she looked so vulnerable and her belly made her appear to be an expectant mother perhaps three or four months along. I had a sick thought that stayed with me until I got the chance to do it to Charlie, who the next day came back from her part time job and wandered over to the Connor household only to discover they were away,perhaps enjoying some fun and games with another couple.

    It was roughly two in the morning and I sat by my computer like some junkie waiting for his connection to arrive. Finally one picture came along with a short message having to do with what they planned to do to Charlie for the rest of the time before allowing her some sleep. Marilyn warned me that my wife might be late for work today, but she thought that all concerned were truly enjoying the session. The picture shocked the hell out of me. I had not anticipated that my wife would be taking a golden shower from Marilyn Connor in super closeup. I wondered what those folks who were seeing everything from the Connors' webcam were thinking of my wife's debut. There was no doubt that Charlie and I had to talk things over before she was swept away by our neighbors' kinky ways.

    I went to bed with a huge hard-on compliments of Marilyn's note concerning what she and her husband still had in store for Charlie. My nympho wife would be getting a chance to see how much her holes could stretch with her belly chock full of water from the two enema bags she'd taken. The idea of Charlie being double penetrated by the pair was a real turn-on for me. I had to also admit that I was getting a yen for Marilyn that certainly wasn't anything but plain, old, one hundred percent lust for her trim body and dominant personality. They also were quite interested in how my blonde bombshell behaved when she had a mouthful of fresh piss direct from the tap so to speak. Mark and Marilyn had a side bet that she'd not be able to gargle that mouthful for more than ten seconds without spilling some or swallowing it before she was given permission to chug it down.

    To say I was groggy when the alarm went off was an understatement. Nonetheless I jumped from my empty bed and hit the shower, my way of preparing for what lay ahead. As the cold water renewed my contact with the outside world, I began to focus on what probably occurred between my faithless wife and the Connors. The more I thought about last night the angrier I got. They had taken advantage of me big time and Charlie had gone along with it lock, stock and barrel, whatever that meant. The fact that she still hadn't arrived home from her session with the next door neighbors started to eat away at me. I decided that my presence would not be conducive for a meeting of the minds as to the subject of my wayward wife and her new found friends.

    For reasons that I did not understand, my reaction to my wife's latest escapade seemed to have an influence on the way that the ladies in my office responded to me. There was this brunette around thirty with a chest that almost matched what my wife was packing, but a face that would scare children, who took the initiative and invited, or actually propositioned me, to join her for lunch or an aperitif at her place after work. I turned down lunch, but by midday had accepted her second offer. The drink before dinner turned into a romp in the lady's bed, and she had plenty to offer when it came to tasty pussy and a tight twat that hadn't been used for quite some time. All I had to do was close my eyes and think it was Marilyn Connor beneath me, thrusting her hairy cunt up to meet my downward moves.

    I headed home feeling a lot better about myself. If Charlie had an itch that always needed scratching, that was her problem. The more I thought about things,the more reasonable it became to adopt her way of life and sort of take whatever came along. However in her case she was no shrinking violet, she'd grab anything that had a cock and promised to show her a good time in the sack. To her there was no such thing as cheating, she probably didn't think of me as a cuckhold either. So by her logic, how could I be a philanderer? By the time I hit the door to our place, I was in the mood for some serious makeup sex. Unfortunately it takes two for makeup sex, and the house was empty.

    Nosing around I discovered that Charlie must have returned at some time during my absence, but when and for how long were impossible to tell. I took a deep breath and called the Connor residence, getting their answering machine. I left a message and started to fret about her whereabouts. Had she returned for another session with my neighbors? Was she in some motel making up for lost time with one or more of the guys she was screwing at work? Had she made a new conquest at her job, one who was unmarried and happy to accommodate her needs at his place? Had she been kidnapped by aliens? I stewed for another hour and to calm myself down went over the pictures that Marilyn had e-mailed to me last night. That did nothing for my situation except make me hornier for my nympho wife. So, Charlie was now heavy into girl-girl, water sports and who knows what else she'd learned playing with the Connors. The first couples gangbang had obviously just whetted her taste for her own kind, and now the Connors were giving her an ocean to drink.

    It was well past eleven when Marilyn Connor called. She and Mark had been out to see some friends and had no idea where my wife was. Mrs. Connor stuck a fork in me by observing that my bride was rather forward when it came to men, but she and her husband had enjoyed their little tete-a-tete with her and were looking for another opportunity to further her education. It didn't help that she kept referring to Charlie as that trollop, your home wrecking wife, the alley cat or her favorite, that trampy slut of a whore you married. I was furious after listening to her observations about my trampy slut of a whore wife. I hadn't eaten since noon, so I raided the frig and made do with some leftover takeout that was a few days old, but edible. Afterward I polished off a double Jack Daniels and went to bed.

    When my wife got back is anyone's guess, but I was too tired to even roll over whenever she crawled into bed. All I knew was when I responded to the insistent alarm that shouldn't have been going off except I forgot today was Saturday, there was my faithless wife soundly sleeping like some innocent. I restrained my urge to begin choking her and instead rolled out of bed and went through my routine in preparing for another day at the salt mines. The blonde bombshell was still out of it when I settled down for breakfast; just as well since the last thing I wanted or needed before I ate was a confrontation with her on the subject of where she was and with whom.

                              ( To be continued )Â

Allison was in the bathroom getting dressed after a shower. She was wearing her bra and panties.

They were discussing the boys they had a crush on while she, herself, was taking her clothes off so she could get a shower before they got settled in.

The girls were very similar in build. They were late bloomers who were just now starting to develop. Their hips were round and they had perky tits with over-sensitive nipples.

They’d seen each other naked plenty of times because they took physical education together. They often joked about sleeping together although it wasn’t anything serious. Homosexuality was common and very much accepted in Australia.

They’d known each other for years and had many sleepovers during that time.

Jamie showered quickly. She was done before Allison was finished brushing her hair.

“So what do you think of those two guys I brought over the other night?” asked Allison as soon as she heard the water shut off in the shower.

“I thought Rick was kinda cute,” Jamie replied.

“I liked Chris.”

“Really?”

“Yeah,” said Allison, excited. Talking about boys was her favorite thing to do. It was the main reason she liked sleeping over so much.

They went on talking about the boys and what kind of boys they liked while Jamie dried off. Allison was leaning against the sink staring at her body as she did it. It would seem odd to most people, but Jamie didn’t think anything of it.

They lay across from each other on a full sized bed after they left the bathroom, still in their underwear.

“Tell me who you like, Jamie” asked Allison.

“Who I like? Who said I liked anybody?”

Allison started smiling and said, “It’s Rick. Isn’t it?”

Jamie laughed and said, “No, who said that?”

“I just did. Come on; admit it. You want him.”

Monica thought about it and said, “Well, okay, maybe just a little. He’s so cute.”

“What would you do if he was here right now?” There was something about the way she asked the question that should have let Jamie know something was up, but she was too naïve to see it.

“Oh, my god. Let’s not get into that,” said Jamie.

“You wouldn’t do anything. You’re too young for that,” said Allison.

Even though they were both high school seniors, they were two years apart in age because Allison had failed a grade and started school a year late.

“I’m eighteen. I’m old enough,” said Jamie in defense.

Allison’s eyes lit up as a thought surfaced in her head, even though she had been planning this all day. “Why don’t you pretend I’m Ricky?” she said.

“What do you mean?” asked Jamie.

“Just pretend I’m Ricky. What would you do with him?”

“Well I suppose we would talk and then—”

“Would you kiss him?” asked Allison, turning her head sideways and licking her lips, hoping the gesture would make her seem more appealing.

“Yeah,” answered Jamie, “I guess so.”

Allison leaned forward and pressed her tender lips against Jamie’s. She pulled away and asked, “Like that?”

Jamie was looking at her impassively. She didn’t know what to make of it one way or another so she couldn’t answer the question.

When she got no response, Allison leaned back in for another kiss. This time she sucked harder and it lasted a little longer.

The effects were immediate. Allison felt her pussy juices heating to life. She withdrew from the kiss assuming it would’ve had the same effect on Jamie, but it didn’t.

Her face was still impassive as she shook her head and said, “I can’t. You’re not Rick.”

It broke Allison’s heart. The pain was evident in her eyes. She got out of bed and walked out of the room.

Jamie said, “Allison, don’t be mad. Come back.”

Allison wasn’t listening. She left the room in silence.

Jamie lay awake waiting for her to return so she could apologize for being so rude. She waited for what seemed like hours, but it had only been about fifteen minutes. She tossed and turned for another ten or fifteen minutes until she started dozing off.

Though half asleep, she could hear footsteps coming towards her. She opened her eyes and saw Allison standing next to the bed in oversized clothes trying to look like a man. She was wearing a big sweatshirt, a backwards baseball cap with her hair tied to the rear, and blue jeans big enough to swallow her whole.

Jamie looked her up and down, said, “Oh…my…god. I can’t believe you.”

Allison sat down beside Jamie and started rubbing on her leg. Then she touched Jamie’s face and kissed her, tenderly sucking her lips and sticking her tongue in her mouth.

Jamie would rather be kissing a boy, but how could she refuse after Allison had gone through all that trouble? The gesture was just too sweet to resist—sweet enough to put moisture in her pussy even if the thought of fucking a woman didn’t.

Allison pulled Jamie’s tits out of her bra and closed her mouth around the nipple. She flicked her tongue over it a few times and released it. She sat up and pulled the other tit out so she’d have one to squeeze while she sucked on the other one.

She climbed all the way onto the bed and put one of her legs between Jamie’s legs, which were very wide open. She continued sucking each tit, spending a few seconds on each other before moving to the other.

She slid Jamie’s panties out of the way and started fingering her pink pussy. It was slightly moist at first, but it got wetter with every stroke of Allison’s hand.

Jamie closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She felt warm breath on her pussy and then a tongue flicking all over her clit. Her legs reflexively opened wider.

Jamie no longer cared that Allison was a woman. Allison seemed to know what she was doing and it made more sense to give her virginity to a woman who cared for her than a man who just wanted to get his dick wet.

Allison licked around the juicy outer lips and then slid her tongue into the pussy hole so she could taste the juice and lap it up. It had a bland taste with no distinct flavor or scent, probably because Jamie had taken a shower earlier.

Either way, Jamie was getting a thrill from it. Allison looked up and saw her chest heaving. Her eyes were partly closed. She’d smile now and then until a moan would turn it into a passionate grimace.

Allison stimulated her clit with her finger and spread her pussy wide open so she could get really deep inside it. It was puffier now than when she’d started. It was really soaked in saliva and vaginal fluids.

Allison extended her tongue as far as she could and shook her head from side to side, enjoying the fleshy feel of Jamie’s cunt in her mouth.

When she had tasted enough of Jamie’s pussy, she climbed all the way onto the bed kneeling with her hips stuck out just above Jamie’s head. She undid the button and slid the zipper down.

“Now pretend I’m Rick,” said Allison as she pulled out the business end of a strap-on and waved it in Jamie’s face.

“Oh, my god,” laughed Jamie.

She took hold of it. Allison leaned forward to get it closer to Jamie’s mouth. It was about eight inches long and firm, but not as hard as a real dick could get. It was Jamie’s first sexual experience so she didn’t know the difference one way or the other. Besides that, she figured this would be a good chance to get some cock sucking experience in case she got with Rick one day.

She put the “cock” in her mouth and started sucking it the best she could considering it was her first time. She mostly used the techniques that she had learned from watching porn, being careful not to let her teeth scathe the sides.

Allison was really into her role as the man. She was moaning like the dick was really a part of her body. She took the shirt off and lifted her bra above her tits.

“Yeah,” she moaned. “Yeah, yeah.”

Jamie stopped sucking and looked up for a moment. She’d just realized how sexy Allison was. She was very curvy with long, brown hair and a shapely figure with erect, brown nipples on a pair of ample tits. The fact that she was hot for another woman made her more attractive, and Jamie’s pussy started flowing again, this time for the woman rather than the treatment.

She started masturbating the cock as she slid it in and out of her mouth in sync with her hand movements.

Allison recognized the change in Jamie, which made her pussy hotter. She started moaning louder and rubbing on her heaving tits while Jamie wiggled her tongue on the cock head.

The strap-on was soaked in Jamie’s saliva. Allison pulled back far enough to make it slip from Jamie’s hand. Then she lifted one of Jamie’s legs in the air and put the cock between her swollen pussy lips.

Allison felt the tension in her leg as she got ready to enter. She looked at Jamie.

“Be gentle,” said Jamie.

“Okay,” Allison replied, and she started easing her way into Jamie’s hot snatch.

Jamie moaned in pain as the cock head forced her pussy hole to widen. Allison pushed a little further and Jamie let out another loud cry.

Allison was a patient lover. She kept pulling out and putting it back in a little farther each time. She gave Jamie enough time to adjust to the penetration each time.

Jamie was crying out and wincing in pain, but she didn’t want it to stop. Her pussy was hurting but it felt so good.

She kept her eyes closed and concentrated on this new sensation. It was an odd feeling having her body penetrated so deep. She grit her teeth and let her lover keep sliding that hard cock into her. Her eyes popped wide open when she felt it touch the back of her pussy, and she started trashing and screaming and shaking. When the feeling diminished, she realized that she’d just had her first orgasm.

Allison grabbed hold of her leg and thrust into her mimicking the way some of the boys in school had fucked her so many times in the past.

This was Allison’s first time using a strap-on. She didn’t know it would feel so good to her too. The strap in the middle was rubbing her clit, giving her mutual stimulation.

Allison started getting tired, so she lie down and let Jamie try her hand at riding a dick. She mounted it with her tight ass facing Allison because she knew Allison loved he ass so much.

They worked together to slowly insert the cock into Jamie’s pussy. It still hurt but it was a lot less painful this time.

When it was in, Jamie started by grinding her sweet cunt on the mock penis, and then she tried bouncing up and down on it. She had a hard time getting her rhythm down, but after “testing” different techniques and movements, she found that she liked the way it felt when bouncing on it the best. She liked the way it felt slipping into her wet snatch.

Allison pushed Jamie’s upper body forward so she could have a better look at that ass. She started squeezing each cheek and smacking on it. She spread it open and fingered Jamie’s asshole using pussy juice as a lubricant. It gave her asshole an appealing shine that made Allison wish the dick was real so she could shove it in there.

Allison grabbed her thighs and helped Jamie ride her as she thrust up into her pussy as she gawked at her tight ass.

The strap-on was rubbing Jamie’s clit very well in this position. She felt another orgasm coming.  She rocked back and grinded slow while she pinched her nipples.

Her body shuddered and pussy juiced spilled from her horny cunt all over the strap-on.

“Oh, yeah!” Jamie cried.

It seemed like all the energy had gone from her body after the orgasm. She was too tired to move anymore, so she rolled over and lie on the bed. It hurt coming out but she ignored the pain and gave her new lover a kiss.

“Thanks, Rick,” Jamie joked. The two girls smiled at each other and went straight to sleep.

They remained lovers and friends until Jamie moved to the United States where she became the porn star known as Monica Mayhem in the year 2000.

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 "You mind if I sit a spell and watch you work?" Bob asked, adjusting his robe so his dick had some room to grow. Joanne laid another welt on Dona's prime grade ass and grinned.

 "Just as long as you don't get any foolish ideas about us doing the dirty in front of the girl here."

 As she spoke, another welt appeared on the teen's heart-shaped butt. Dona was securely gagged with a pair of her own white cotton panties, held in place by a strip of duct tape. Bob was impressed that his new fuck partner was able to overpower his rather large daughter, who stood an inch shy of six feet and tipped the scales at nearly 150, stripped, which was the way he liked to have her most of the time. He started thinking back to all the times he had nailed his little girl ever since she turned thirteen, which in his book, made her street legal. He was roused from his reverie by Joanne's voice.

 "What's that trouser snake doing poking out from your robe? Did you forget what I just told you about us doing anything in front of the little girl?"

 Bob hurriedly closed his robe to hide the offending length of salami that had escaped its leash. He sighed and his eyes got a little watery, which was quickly noticed by his new bedmate.

 "A penny for your thoughts, they're probably not worth more than that."

 Her words came across as a joke rather than an insult and seemed to snap Bob out of his funk. He chuckled and cleared his throat, a sign that he was about to reveal a little more of his life prior to meeting, greeting and nailing Ms. Loosetwat, as she called herself before she became his private pussy stock, a great compliment as far as Bob was concerned.

 "I was just thinking about her thirteenth birthday party. She had invited all her little friends like that pervert, Derek, who still lives next door and still peeps her every chance he gets. Then there was that juvenile deliquent, Leonard Lapper, who used to play doctor with my little angel down in the basement of the Foreskins, Derek's parents. Now there are a pair. Fred chases teenagers, and if he catches them and they're boys he kicks them in the ass, and if they're girls he nails them in the ass."

 "Kate on the other hand is a dipso who also dabbles in seducing teens of both sexes. It helps that she's a nurse and has access to the drug cabinet at the hospital. For her age and appearance she sure is popular, especially when she's in her cups, or out of them too, if you get my drift. That woman has major league melons and I've squeezed them on more than one occasion. Finally there was that damned jerk, Psycho Rocksalt, who was always in hot water and fancied himself as the ultimate ladies man. Rumor had it that he not only banged Derek's mom on more than a few occasions, but he also added her daughter,Trixie, to the mix as well. He claims to have done them together in his van one crazy drunken night last summer, but only he believes that one."

 "That was some birthday party, the guys took turns kissing Dona and feeling her up. Even at her tender age she was already filling a B-cup bra to capacity, take my word for it. However the real birthday party started once the guys went home and we escorted out little girl up to the master bedroom and made her a woman. I must have made her a woman at least three times, and then Madge took over with her magic dildo and cornholed my little sweetie until she begged for mercy. I'll say this for her, she took to sex like a duck to water. I did her every night for the next seven months, three weeks, and four days, period or no period. I threw out my back doing her that last night while she was in the reverse cowgirl position and I was in her buttery butthole. It was almost worth the three weeks in traction."

 Bob's little story really got to Joanne who started laying major leather onto Dona's cute bottom and soon had it looking all swollen with so many welts that you couldn't count them all, since they were so close together and so many overlapped, it was just one big mass of smarting flesh. Then she got the bright idea of getting Bob even more involved with disciplining his daughter, who was getting more than just a little bit out of hand. She grabbed Dona by the neck and dug her knuckle into a spot that made the redhead squeal like a stuck pig and flip over onto her back. Bob's eyes widened and he started stammering at the sight of his daughter's denuded bush, revealing her fat cunt lips and prominent clit poking out from its hood.

 "What kind of a tramp have you turned out to be? How dare you shave off your pubic hair like that without my permission? Who put you up to looking like a prostitute? Tell me now, I want to know!"

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Baltimore,Maryland,USA

 

11/22/2005

 

 

 

What Was I Thinking ?

Part Two

 

 

As we lay there, enjoying the feel of each others naked bodies, she kisses me softly at first, then more deeply, our tongues dancing a slow tango.

She can taste herself on my lips and tongue as the eroticism of it stirs her again.

As we kiss, I reach down and tease her clit between my fingers, causing her to moan with pleasure.

She urges me to rub and tease faster as she grinds her pelvis against my hand.

Within a minute orgasm sweeps over her again as she tenses and relaxes, falling again on the pillow in total relaxation.

“I’ve never had that many orgasms in my entire life” she says.

“There’s more to come….no pun intended” I reply…

    She takes my fingers in her mouth, tasting herself, causing me to stir and become hard again.

She slowly works my fingers in and out of her mouth, running her tongue over and under them making me crazy with pleasure.

This has to be the most erotic thing I’ve ever experienced. She continues teasing my fingers, moving to my palm and eventually kissing and teasing her way up the inside, then moving to the outside of my arm.

Finding my neck, ear and shoulder, she kisses and nibbles, sending electric shocks through my body as I groan with pleasure.

She then rolls onto me and straddles my legs as she kisses my neck, moving slowly to my chest.

I can feel her moistness against my leg as I anticipate feeling myself deep inside her.

I try to urge her to slide herself onto my eagerly awaiting cock but she giggles at me mischievously and shakes her head and says, ”No, not yet”.

I close my eyes and throw my head back in frustration as she takes my nipple between her lips and teases it expertly, sending a shiver through my body.

Moving from one nipple to the other, she has me where she wants me, slowly grinding her moistness against my leg.

I’ll do anything to be inside her…… but it’s her turn to tease and she’s not wasting this opportunity.  Paybacks are a bitch….

She kisses down my the length of my chest finding a ticklish spot just below my navel, causing me to quake again.

Continuing lower, she kisses and licks past my cock and down the inside of my thigh, using my own tricks on me.

Working her way up, she stops short a teases my balls with her tongue, making me squirm, moving my hips, trying to get her mouth to meet my cock.

She takes my cock in both hands and rubs the length of it, feeling it’s silky smoothness.

Playfully she asks.” What do you expect me to do with this monster”

I reply,” You’re in control, do whatever you want with it”.

She lowers her head and gives a teasing stroke of her tongue the full length of the shaft, causing my body to jump.

“Damn you’re big” she says…”I don’t know if I can fit my mouth around that thing” as she flicks her tongue across the swollen head.

I throw my head back in anticipation of her taking me in her mouth as she runs her tongue along the bottom of the shaft, it’s full length, then back up the top, fondling my balls in her hand as she goes.

She brushes her hair over one shoulder as she takes the tip between her lips, trying to easy more into her mouth and running her tongue along the bottom of the shaft.

Slowly she takes more and more as her lips part wider, working half the length.

Sensing her distress over not being able to handle anymore, I whisper,” I need to be in you……now”.

     She rolls off my legs and parts her legs, preparing for me as she rubs her moistness around the opening.

I position myself between her legs, about to experience heaven as I place the head of my cock at the opening of her pussy, I rub it up and down her fold, lubricating the head.

As I try to gently ease myself in, I can feel the incredible tightness.

I say out loud ,” you might be right….it might be too big”.

But she urges me anyway, trying to enter her slowly and gently, inch by inch, moving in and out with each stroke she gets more and more moist.

I can feel her tightness relax with each stroke as my thick cock moves slowly deeper and deeper.

As we build a slow pace, I can feel her velvety softness release with each stroke as she moans with each new introduction.

As I enter her, I can feel her release and I plunge half my length into her, making her body tighten up as I withdraw again, then I enter her again easing still more in.

“My God, you’re going to kill me with that thing” she says as she looks up at me.

She arches her back and throws her head from side to side, as I slide the remaining length in.

As our bodies move together in rythym, I slide my full length in and out slowly,

feeling her tightness, I lean in and kiss her passionately, like lovers.

    Feeling her breathing getting heavier and her body moving with mine, she moves her pelvis to meet mine with each stroke. I sense she’s in need for a good hard fucking.

 I move her legs over my arms to allow me to drive into her my full length.

Sliding in and out, slowly at first, wanting to feel her tightness down my full length.

As I drive deeper and faster, increasing my pace, I feel her body begin to tense.

As I drive in deeper than anything she’s ever felt before as she explodes, grabbing me and pulling me to her, burying my face into her chest. I look up to see her face contorted in a mask of pleasure and pain, she digs her fingers into my back, her body shaking.

I feel her pussy convulse over and over and over as she grabs a pillow screams into it, not wanting to make any noise.

Her body collapses in a heap as I give her one last teasing stroke, making her gasp and quake as her climax fades to total relaxation.

I roll over onto my side facing her, giving her a gentle kiss as I feel her heavy breathing.

I wrap my arms around her, feeling the sweat on her body.

“So, how was that?” I ask.

“Fucking incredible” she replies in between labored breaths as we hold each other until she recovers for the next round.

 

End Part Two

 

So, morning girl, it is 5 AM; and if you had come to pick me up last night – you would have at least one very stiff nipple around now. I can’t sleep, which; of course; means you would be sound asleep, and, of course; I would first lean into you and smell your hair as we spoon; mmmm, you intoxicate me. Then, I’d slowly uncover you to expose your nipple, which; I would then very delicately tease till it stiffens. Then, I’d move in to bite you neck just enough to taste your saltiness. If you stay asleep, I’d ever so gently caress your body, till, of course; you open your arms and legs wanting more - much, much more; in effect opening your body almost begging me to make you cum. Naturally, I would honor your wish and start by leaning in to flick your nipple with my tongue; while my left hand drifted to tease your hair. No, not that hair – THAT hair. After first touching your curly hairs, I watch you body beg for more and then I’d slowly comb and gently pull it with my fingers lower and lower till your slit begins to betray you by coating my fingers with your precum. I’d tease just a little more as you leak more and then lift my hand to my face so I could smell and taste you for the first time since forever. As I’m tasting my finger, you’d become more awake as your pussy seeks my fingers. As your eyes open more you’d see me savoring your taste. As I move in to bite your nipple; I’m wondering if I should bring my fingers to your mouth so you can taste yourself; or back to your pussy to bring you closer to cumming. I think I’ll go back to your pussy, but first I want to bite your nipple till you yelp a little bit and watch your face as you open your eyes wide to watch me bite you. Combing your hair again to tease you again, I watch as your pelvis pushes your pussy around in search of my fingers. I decide to let your pussy win, as I stop pulling away and leave my fingers there for your wetness to find and hump. Yep, you’re sure awake now and we’re only getting started … Yep, too bad you didn’t want to drive over last night. Right about now your clit would be so full and exposed as my tongue teases you and my longest finger is inside you about to say … “com hither” as I find that “other” spot. Oh well, … you could make it happen tomorrow.

Mary had her doubts. Mr. Wirtz was known for an unforgiving attitude and a no nonsense approach to grades. Since she was only a freshman, all of 14 years old she knew he'd just tell her to buck up and plan on taking the class over again. And if she didn't pass it was the end of her part in the school play. No extracurriculars if you were failing, after all. She didn't know what to do, but resolved to talk to Wirtz anyway.

'No , Mary. You know I can't give you something you haven't earned and extra credit for you would mean I'd have to do it for everybody.' As she expected. Wirtz stood in front of his desk, fussily straightening some papers  and not paying the slightest heed to her near tears.'You'll have a chance to take this class again next semester, you know.. A fresh outlook would probably do you good.'

Mary looked at him.A desperate plan took shape in her mind. If she could tempt him withsomething he might want, she could make a trade. And she had just the thing.Wirtz was not an old man in the big scheme of things, 50 years old, and not a bad looking guy. He reminded her of her father,fairly tall, short hair, a moustache, and glasses. His hair was brown and full. a slight paunch was beginning to form around his middle, but over all he probbably looked about the same as he had when he was 10 years younger. And she was fully aware of how she looked. She looked at herself every morning in the mirror. 5'2" tall, 103 pounds, long red hair, green eyes . Her breasts had developed a couple of years before and were now full B cups, with lovely puffy little nipples. She was slender, her tummy flat and toned, and everybody told her she had a nice ass. So it wasn't too much of a stretch for her to think she could convince him to take mercy on her and her grade. Or at least have something she could hold over him.

'Mr. Wirtz, I have an idea.' She moved a little closer to him. He looked up, startled to see her standing only a foot or so away from him.'We might work something out........'She reached out and put her hand on his arm. He pulled away, but not with any great conviction.She was a hard worker, just having a tough time with some of the concepts. She touched his arm again as she said,'Please Mr. Wirtz. I really need a passing grade. Is there anything I could do to show you how much I want to pass the class?'

Wirtz looked at her. 'Well, Mary, I have noticed you in class, sitting right up front every day.'As he said this he looked quite frankly at her chest. Mary understood completely. She unbuttoned her blouse, showinfg him how up front she really was. She wore a lace bra, the cups barely covering her nipples.

'I wear a B cup , you know.' She said, hinting at what she expected was about as high a grade as she could expect to get.

He reached out and touched her right breast. 'A B? I would have thought a girl your age would have only an A.......' And with that he leaned in and took her in an embrace. It might have been a bold move , but they both had judged the situation correctly. He wanted to feel and taste a young girl and she was willing to try anything to get a good grade. And Wirtz wasn't bad looking.She pressed up against him, her head barely reaching his shoulders. he felt the heat of her body, the press of her tits against him. He smelled her hair and looked into her eyes. 'Just how high a grade do you want?'

In answer she reached between them, taking his hardening cock in her small hand. 'I want and A'.She knelt down in front of him, unzipping his pants and was quite impressed when she took his cock out and saw it to be about 9" long and nearly as thick as a Coke can. Witha positive attitude, she opened her mouth and took him in, her tongue doing a dance on the head of his dick. He thrust into her mouth as she sucked on him. In and out, sucking and swirling until he came in a massive explosion, pumping shot after shot of cum into her willing mouth. Unable to swallow it all, some oozed out around her lips and dripped on her tits. He kneaded it around, giving them a slippery, shiny coating. Her nipples pressed against the lace of her bra. He slid his hand inside the cup of her bra, taking her left tit in his palm, feeling the nipple , hard and erect in his hand.A look of bliss came over his face, followed by a thought .............'That was good for a B only. There is something else you could do for an A.'

She didn't hesitate. She didn't have a problem with doing what she was doing.She leaned over the desk, pulling her skirt up around her waist and hooking her thumbs inside her panties, pulled them off  exposing her ass and pussy to him. He was big, huge in fact, but it waqs inevitable from the moment they had started. His cock twitched, hard and ready , even after cumming in her mouth only moments before.She was hot, wet, and wanting to feel him stretching her , filling her, and he was right there.......

Wirtz spread her pussy lips with his fingers, and placing his cock right aginst her opening slammed into her in one cruel thrust. Mary groaned , but thrust right back against him. Never had she imagined how he would feel. She thought she would rip in half, but she wanted him to contniue, to pound into her. She wante d him to feel how tight she was,partly because he was so big and partly because she was so petite.'Unhhhh, you're so big, and God it feels so good.'He reached around and took her tits in his hands and pulled her against him, ramming his cock into her , thrust after thrust. She ground her ass against him, taking all 9" into her quivering cunt, feeling the quaking explosion building in her until , together they met each other at the peak of ecstasy. He pumped stream after stream of hot cum into her, and she milked him dry, her pussy squeezing and contracting on him.

'An A, alright.' Wirtz was pleased. Mary was pleased.And both were absolutely spent.

'I have an idea for extra credit next semester, Mary, if you want to take an advanced version of this course,' Wirtz said,rubbing his cock against her slim , tight ass.

'I may just take you on, at that,' Mary said, a smile forming on her lips. She could still taste his cum, still feel the waves of orgasm coursing through her cunt, but she knew  up the ass would guarantee her  an A for every semester until she graduated.'I may just take you on at that........'