I had started to ring the doorbell but could hear voices coming from around the side of the house toward the garage. It was a Saturday morning in the middle of July and the neighborhood was pretty quiet. I guess everyone decided to take their little happy families to the lake or the pool today. Man it was so freaking hot!  If I was with Julie we would be at the local home improvement store buying crap for our new house. She had become obsessed with the place as soon as we signed the papers on it.

As I rounded the corner I could hear the voices of my parents arguing. That was weird to me cause I had never seem them have a fight. To me, my parents had always been the just like the “Leave It To Beaver” parents. My dad went to work everyday and kissed Mom on the cheek as he went whistling out to the car and drove off to make the dough, while she stayed home and baked cookies and ironed his shirts. When I moved away to college Mom got a little part time job at the fabric store for some extra spending money. Dad said it was to pay for her E-bay habit.

“Dammit Carol we have not used that roaster in two years!” I heard Dad shout.
“Well Thanksgiving is coming up and I might decide to use it!” my mother screamed back at him.
I had stood there staring at my parents for about thirty seconds, watching them glare at each other when I finally thought I would break up the fun. I gave a good loud cough to draw their attention. Both heads swung in my direction and I saw my Dad’s face get  a bit redder and my Mom broke into a  big bright smile. “Johnny, hey guy!” she beamed.

“Did I catch ya’ll at a bad time?” I asked.

“Uh no, John, your Mother and I were just discussing what is going into the garage sale we are having next week.”

I could tell by the various piles on the floor they had been at it for quite some time. I wondered to myself if this was the first of many “discussions” they had had this morning. My Mom rushed over to me and gave me a big hug. I wrapped my arms around her little frame and gave a good squeeze. My Mom is a short gal with shoulder length brown curly hair and always smiling.

Dad is a little shorter version of me with light blonde hair and glasses. I chuckled at myself as I looked over and saw him in khaki shorts, with legs that didn’t look like they had seen the light of day in a decade, and his black dress socks and tasseled slip-on shoes. “What a dork“, I thought to myself.
He was busily looking into a old coffee can and trying to determine whether he would someday need those nails again. I knew he was trying to ignore the fact I had just caught them in an unpleasant act and keeping busy was the cure for it all.

“What brings you out today Johnny, and where is Julie?” She was looking around my 6’4” frame to see if my wife was with me. I gave a sigh and decided it was best to just get it out and tell them the truth.

“Julie kicked me out of the house last weekend and I have been staying with Rex. His wife is moving her grandma in and I have to get out of there. So I was wondering if I could stay here with you guys until I get a couple of paychecks under my belt. Just until I can get my own place.” I said. My dad turned around upon hearing this and gave me a hard look. My Mom gasped and put her hand over her mouth.

“Oh honey!” She put her hand out and touched my chest, I guess in a comforting gesture.

“You didn’t hit her did you?” my father asked in a severe tone.
“NO Dad! I would never do that. She just said she didn’t feel like it was working out and told me she wanted me to get out. I am not much for argument so I left.” I explained.

“Well ok then you can stay I suppose.” he said and turned away and starting sorting again. My mom turned and glared at him and grabbed my hand and pulled me to the door leading into the house. I followed her without a word as she took me up the stairs and into her bedroom. We both sat down on the bed and she turned to look up at me.

“Ok, now tell me what happened.” she said. The concern for me was clear on her face. I knew she had always adored Julie and it was going to hurt her feelings a lot when she found out that I suspected my wife of cheating. Mom was holding my hands tight and I could feel her trembling slightly. As I was collecting my thoughts on how to put it to her, I noticed her tank top was showing more cleavage than I had ever seen on my mother.

I cleared my throat and bowed my head and I then noticed her shorts were a little on the short side for her. I shook my head to clear it of all the weird thoughts racing in my mind. Had my Mother lost weight? I was looking at her creamy white thighs and could tell that they looked more tone than they had a month before. I had not seen them since Julie and I had them over for dinner after we moved into the house.

“Johnny tell me what happened.” she said again as she put her hand under my chin and lifted my head up. I looked into her hazel eyes and I could feel myself tearing up.

“She is cheating on me Mom!” I blurted out. We haven’t had sex since we signed on the house and moved in. I don’t know what has gotten into her. She is just is obsessed with home improvements and is always talking about it. Now she tells me she is unhappy with us and wants me out!” I cried.

  Then before I knew it my mother was standing in front of me and my arms were around her. She held me against her and my face was buried in her neck. I could smell the sweet perfume she had always loved and that I bought her every year for Christmas. Her hair smelled of tropical flowers and I snuggled closer and squeezed tighter. Her skin was warm to my touch and she seemed to fit so perfectly in my arms.

I could hear her saying sweet calming things to me as I took in the smell of her. Rubbing my back with her soft hands and telling me everything would be ok. I could stay with them as long as I liked and that all would work itself out. I guess I was out of my mind and drugged with the mixture of her perfume and shampoo, or it could have been the fact I had not had a woman in three months, but my hands seemed to have a mind of their own and found their way down to her soft round ass.

So there I was, cupping her ass in my hands and breathing in her smell and my lips started to move over the heated skin of her neck. I could feel her breathing start to get heavy against my chest. Her hands stilled on my back and her body tensed up slightly. My lips continued to caress her neck and I backed away just a bit so I could trail kisses around to the front of her long neck. My hands began to knead her ass and I pulled her body in closer to mine. I could feel her soft tits beneath the thin material of her top against my t-shirt and my heart started to pound.

I started my way down her chest and I could feel her heart beating a mile a minute under my lips. I reached up with my right hand and in a split second I had her tit popped free of its confinement of her shirt and a hard peaked nipple was in my mouth. I starting sucking hard and my left hand made its way toward the crack of her ass and down toward her pussy.  My right hand was holding down her shirt and cupping that soft tit while my mouth sucked hungrily.

I could hear her breath getting faster and since she wasn’t pushing me away I took this as a good sign to continue. I stole a glance up and she was standing there with her eyes closed and her mouth open. I could see her tongue peak out between her lips and her body of its own accord swayed into me. My right hand let go of her tit and moved to the waistband of her shorts. In one swift twist I had the button undone and was dragging them down with both hands. My mouth still attached to her hard nipple and sucking greedily.

Now both my hands were again on my Mom’s ass and I could feel to my surprise she was wearing a thong. Her smooth skin felt so good under my hands as I continued to knead and caress her. Then my thumbs hooked into the strings of her panties and down her creamy legs they went. I kept waiting for a protest at this point, but when I looked up my Mom still had her eyes closed and almost as if she was drugged or asleep.

My hands came up her sides and as I grasped the hem of her top and pulled up and stood in one deft motion. As soon as her shirt had cleared her head my lips were on her mouth. She actually opened her mouth and my tongue lunged inside and we kissed hungrily. Her hands were on my shoulders and with her ass in one hand and a tit in the other. I stood there holding her at the foot of their bed and we kissed like we were both starving for it.

My erection was now so hard and bulging inside my basketball shorts I thought it would ripe right through the material. I heard my Mom groan as a rolled her nipple between my fingers and moved my hand off her ass. I had to get my cock out before I lost my mind. It was the hardest I had ever been and pre-cum was already waiting at the tip. Still kissing her I turned her around and pushed her down on the bed. Like putty she just melted to the comforter and I immediately went down on my knees and spread her legs wide apart.

I was expecting a lot of hair, but to my surprise she was clean shaven except for a closely trimmed patch in front. I buried my tongue deep into her and I thought her body would come off the bed. Her back arched and she let out a groan. Almost instantaneously I could feel her cum flooding my mouth. Holy shit she tasted good.

The orgasms seemed to rock through her over and over as I ate her sweet pussy. Every flick of my tongue over that little hard pebble and she would literally convulse with ecstasy. Her breathing was in hard panting pattern now and I was a little afraid to continue like this. I lifted my head and looked at her face. My hands continued to stroke her legs and ass there on the edge of the bed. I was surprised to find she was now looking at me with lusty hazed eyes. She sat up shakily and I stood up. Waiting for the reprimand that I just knew I was going to get. But instead her hands went to my thighs and then moved up pushing my t-shirt with them. I dragged it over my head and when I looked back down I could see her staring at my hard length.

She looked up with a almost frightened look on her face and lightly took my rod into her soft hand. The other cupped my balls and I almost thought I would shoot my load in her face right then and there. Then before I knew what was happening I could feel her tongue dart out and she licked the pre-cum off the tip of my dick. I moaned loudly and grabbed her by the back of the head. I pulled her to me as her mouth opened and my cock sank deep between my mothers hot lips.

She started massaging my balls and stroking me as she furiously starting sucking my bulging cock. I could feel my legs start to tremble and could feel the tightening in my sac. Her mouth was wet and hot and I knew there was no way I was going to hold out for very long. I was now the one panting and I think she could tell I was getting close because her hand was pumping me faster and the sucking became harder.

I lost all control and pushed her head down hard onto my cock and I screamed out as my balls bunched up as hard as rocks and my cum shot in long streams down her throat. My eyes were squeezed shut and I felt the orgasm rip through my body and my cock continue to blow cum. I realized I might have hurt her and quickly let go of her head. Instead of getting away from me she continued to lap up my juices and suck the tip dry. Stroking me from base to tip to make sure she got it all.

I pushed her by her shoulders back down on the bed and took her mouth at the same time. I could taste the remnants of  my cum on her tongue and was please she had swallowed it all. How fucking sexy could you get?! I groaned as I kissed my mother and could feel her small tits against my chest and her soft body under mine. I was tickled to realize that I was still hard as a rock even after that mind blowing blow job.

My hands and mouth were all over her body. Feeling, touching, tasting, her like I had never had sex before. Starving for the need and attention she was giving me. My brain was still a bit clouded and it took me a second before I could make out what she was whispering to me. “Johnny please, I need it. Take me Johnny!”

Well I have always been a good boy and done what my mother asked of me and I shoved her thighs apart and buried my 10” cock deep into her dripping pussy. I thought I would go out of my mind. It was the tightest and wettest cunt I had ever been in. My cock slipped in and out of her tight sheath as I pumped fast and hard. Her breath was coming raggedly and her eyes were squeezed tightly shut. My dick was slamming as hard and deep as it could and her hips were meeting every stroke. Her nails dug into my ass as she urged me on.

I was furiously pounding her hot cunt when all of a sudden she clenched up around my cock and gave out a scream as her body starting convulsing in wave after wave of powerful orgasm.  My cock was locked in tight to her cunny and I could feel her cream squirting around it. As her body started to relax a bit I was then able to move and found myself again ready to explode. “I am gonna cum again Mom, what do you want me to do?”

“I want you to squirt all over my tits and face baby!” she gasped.

I pumped again for about a dozen more strokes and could feel my balls tighten again almost painfully and I could feel the cum rising to the end of my dick. I yanked my cock out of her pussy and stroked fast as another orgasm rippled out of me and hot sticky white cream shot all over my mothers face and tits just like she had asked.

She laid there with her mouth open and licking her lips when my load hit her. A look of pure pleasure on her face as she rubbed my juice onto her tits and nipples then would suck each finger clean. She smiled a satisfied smile when she was finished and looked up at me. I was still kneeling over her holding my now flaccid cock in hand and staring in awe at her.  “Julie is the most stupid girl ever is she lets you go son.” she said.

She went to get up and I moved away from her. I got off the bed and pulled on my shorts and t-shirt while she was in the bathroom. I could hear the shower going and knew she was cleaning up. Would hate to have my Dad smell her all sexed up. I sat down on the bed and about five minutes later she was out and walking naked in front of me. She got in her drawer and got a fresh pair of panties and put her clothes back on.

“Well you are welcome to stay here as long as you like honey.” she said. My mom acted like nothing had just happened between us whatsoever.

“Ok, thanks.” I stated and cleared my throat. I was kinda confused because I was worried she would feel awkward around me now.

“Well I better get back down there with your Father. I wouldn’t want him to think I am slacking off on the job.” she giggled as she walked out the door. I got up and followed her down the garage again.

Dad looked up as we entered and said, “Get all the kinks worked out?”

“Uh yeah Dad. I guess I will see you two tonight. I have some clothes I need to get from the house and am going over to get them now.” I said.

“Alright Son see ya later!” he waved as he turned and continued sorting through a box of junk.

I walked away from the house and got in my truck. That was the weirdest and most erotic experience of my life. I was not sure how to feel about it at all. Would I ever be able to look at my own Mom the same again? Could the same thing ever happen again. It was incredible and I will never forget the feel of her under me.  I was still pondering these thoughts as I pulled up into my driveway.

The local home improvement store van was sitting out in front of the house and I was wondering how she was planning to pay for anything new now without my added income. I walked up the path to the front door and let myself in. I still own the damn place and didn’t feel right knocking. The house almost seemed deserted. I thought about calling out to Julie but thought better of it.

I walked up the stairs and could hear a faint squeaking sound as I neared our bedroom. The door was slightly open and I touched it lightly so I could see inside. It opened only a bit but was enough for me to see two men on the bed with my wife. I thought I would die right then and there watching a big hairy guy pumping his cock for all he was worth into her dripping pussy and she sucking another pretty boy guys dick. Her beautiful lips were wrapped around it and sucking and stroking him fast in rhythm with the pounding she was getting from behind.

The pretty boy started to breath heavy and Julie popped her mouth loudly from his cock and continue to jack him hard as his face contorted and hot milky cum shot out the tip all over her face. She looked so pleased as she licked the tip and then the hairy guy started grunting.  He jerked his cock out of her pussy and sprayed a load all over her tan round ass. I was in shock as I watched her smile at them both and told them she would be available again same time next week. They eagerly agreed and started to pull their clothes on.  I slipped across the hall to the other bedroom waiting for them to leave. When I heard the front door shut, I came out and looked into our room again.
 Julie was laying on her back naked. Her hot little body all slicked with sweat and cum from the two other men and I could not help my own bodies reaction to the sight. I looked down and my cock was standing at attention yet again. You would think after the two mind blowing orgasms I had just had I would be good for awhile, but I guess not. As I watched my wife laying on the bed I noticed tears coming down her face.

She then rolled over onto her tummy and started bawling like her best dog had just died. I hated seeing her like that. Even as mad and hurt as I was toward her I just couldn’t stand to see her cry.  I moved into the room slowly and sat down beside her on the bed. She must have been so overcome she didn’t even feel me until I put my warm hand against her back. She stiffened and rolled over quickly. My hand stayed in contact with her and was now on her flat belly.

She sat up quickly and rushed into my arms. I held her close for along time, just rocking her back and forth as she cried. We didn’t talk but just held one another. I could smell the sweat and sex on her skin but it only fueled my arousal as I held her close. She hiccupped and I knew the crying spell was over. She pulled away and I pushed her hair away from her wet face. “Are you ready to tell me what is going on now?” I asked her softly.

She nodded her head and looked down into her lap. I put my fingers under her chin and pulled her head up to meet my gaze. Her big blues were still glossy with tears. A single tear slipped down her cheek and I caught it with my finger. Brought it to my mouth and sucked at the salty wetness. Her eyes had followed my action and she looked at my finger in my mouth. She leaned in as I pulled it out she took it in her own. She sucked on it hungrily and I could feel her tongue feathering its way up and down it.  I gave a little tug and pulled it from between her lips. My raging hard on was hurting now and I quickly tugged down my shorts and pulled out my cock. 

Julie immediately knew what to do and sank her mouth over me. I could feel her long blonde hair on my thighs as she took almost my whole 10” into her hot mouth. She moaned in pleasure as she sucked me. I put my hand lightly on the back of her head urging her on. Just when I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, I roughly tightened my hand in her hair and dragged her off my cock. She looked up at me in shock as I pushed her forcefully down on the bed and buried my throbbing member deep inside her cunt. 
She screamed as the tip of my cock slammed against her cervix as I pounded her harder than I ever had in my life. I had always been a gentle, caring lover with my wife, but not now. I fucked her with all the power and frustration I had pouring out of me. I wanted her to know I was the only man for her and I again grabbed her hair and roughly pulled her head back as I took her mouth in a assaulting kiss. My tongue jabbed into her mouth hard and deep.

I was actually surprised when she met me with the same wild abandon. It was in that moment that I felt her hips furiously moving to meet my pounding dick. I tore my mouth away and grabbed her exposed tit hard in my left hand. I pinched her nipple between my fingers and she let out a squeal of delight. I rolled her over on top of me and put my hands on her hips helping her move as I forced my cock deep inside her cunny.   “Ride that fucking cock you whore!” I screamed.

A look of surprise was on her face as I have never talked to her in that way before. She placed her hands against my chest and dragged her nails deep into my flesh. In retaliation I slapped her hard on the ass as I continued to drive in deep.  She had never rode my cock like she was doing now and her hair was in a mess and falling down outlining her little tits for me.  I reached up with both hands cause she had already figured out the grinding rhythm and squeezed them as hard as I could. I didn’t worry about leaving marks on her because she then spoke. “Oh Yes John, hurt me!”  My little wife of three years was loving this. Her eyes told it all to me.

I never had a clue that she wanted anything but what we had between us in the bedroom. I could see by the flushed look she was getting ready to cum. In the past she had never done it more than once and I was a little disappointed it wouldn’t last. I grabbed her hips and slammed as hard as I could into her and then slapped her ass hard. It even stung my hand and so I know I really hurt her. She cried out in a loud wail I had never heard from her before and I could feel a hot gush as she flooded my cock with her wet cum. The look on her face was just about all I could take. “I am gonna cum Julie!” I screamed at her.

“Fuck me!” she shouted back. I felt cum shoot out of the tip of my cock like a bullet. My rod pulsated and throbbed deep in her wet sheath as it poured my juicy seed into her. As I stopped pumping into her she quickly got off me and starting sucking me with fervor. She had never acted keen on blowjobs so I was kinda confused by this. The intensity of it after just having a orgasm was almost painful.  “Julie.” I called.

“No, you are going to fuck me again John.” she stated and then went back to sucking. I thought it would be no use but my body again surprised me. In no time at all she was working my stiff erection with her hand and I could see her playing with her pussy at the same time. What in the hell had gotten into my wife. She was always so timid and shy in the bedroom. No lights on ever. No touching herself, and God forbid if you talked! I had mentioned bringing a porn home to watch and thought she would have a heart attack. Now she was sopping wet and my cock was fully hard again.

She got on her knees and I buried myself to the hilt. “OH YES!” she screamed. I pounded her as hard as I could as the sweat rolled off me. I had not fucked her this much in one day. Julie pushed her legs back and laid down flat on her stomach. She grabbed my hand and shoved it under us and onto her pussy. As I was fucking her wet hole with my cock, she was riding my hand. “I am about to cum again John, but I want you in my ass when I do!” she said through clenched teeth.

“Holy shit, Jules, are you sure?” I said concerned. We had never done anal and I was worried about hurting her now. I got up on my knees again dragged her up with me. I could see how glistening wet she was all over. Her asshole seemed to be begging me to enter it. I spit on the tip of my cock just in case and put it against her hole. My right hand was still furiously working over Julie’s clit and her face was getting redder.

“Just do it John! Fuck my asshole now!” I started to enter it slowly but Julie didn’t give me a chance. She slammed back against me and all 10” of my cock went deep into her ass. She squealed out and I was sure she was in agony. I looked down at her face and the pleasure I saw was intense. Still working on her clit fast and I started pumping her ass. I just could not help it, it was feeling better than I had ever imagined it could. So much different from Julie’s pussy. It was so much fucking tighter and I could feel her shaking beneath me. As her orgasm ripped through her body her ass tightened to almost painful proportions and it literally milked my cock.  The explosion rocked through me once again and I pumped jiz into my wife’s asshole. 

We stayed locked like this for the longest time. I finally disengaged my self and sat on the edge of the bed. Julie turned around and sat down beside me. “Ok I am really confused Jules. What just happened?” I said softly.

“John I just didn’t know how to tell you all this time.” she began. “I was so afraid that once you knew the truth about the way I am and what I like, you would leave me. So I have acted out my fantasies with other men for the last three months and told you I wanted you out. I just never thought you would still love me this way.  But I cannot continue living this lie anymore! John I love you more than anything in this world, but I have to have this release.”

“Julie you only had to tell me. I would do anything for you baby.” I said. I took her hand and held it tightly. I was feeling guilty about what had happened earlier with my Mom by this time. Julie looked at me and her eyes were filled with tears.

“I am sorry I lied to you John. Now are you going to tell me about what happened with your Mom today?” The shock on my face could not be masked. 

“What are you talking about?” I said stiffly. 

“John I can taste your mother’s pussy and perfume on your mouth. So tell me how was it, and when are we having them over for dinner again?” she said with a sly grin.

 Having Vickie as his own really helped John socially, pushing his self esteem high enough to achieve his goals.   Sexually, their life was great with Vickie always in the mood and John eager to please, they made quite the couple.  John always liked when other men would look at Vickie obviously lusting after her.  Vickie would never really even acknowledge them and showed no interest at all, she just enjoyed pleasing John. 

 One afternoon Vickie received a call from the hospital and was told that John’s best friend Paul had been in an accident and had been admitted to the hospital.  Immediately Vickie jumped in the car and drove to the hospital calling John along the way.  When John arrived Vickie was already there and waiting for him.  They found out that Paul had a broken leg and a few other problems but would be just fine.  Now relieved they sit and wait to see Paul.

 As they enter Paul’s room he is a little groggy but looks to be pretty much intact with his leg in a sling.  At 32 years of age, Paul had always been fairly athletic with a muscular build.  In this condition though it is obvious that he will need help for some time to come.  John and Vickie make light conversation with Paul for a while trying to sooth his spirits a little when Vickie suddenly tells him, “You can come stay with us as long as you like.  I know that John feels the same as I and that now is when you need your friends most.”  Paul can just agree and does not have the energy to argue.  Vickie makes a list of what he needs from home and John takes the key to Paul’s apartment.

 The doctors think he will go home in a couple of days so they have plenty of time to prepare.  John does not discuss Vickie’s decision to take him in to their home but feels happy that she thought to do so.  Vickie prepares the extra bedroom while John arranges for special slings, props and chairs.  Once they seem to have it all set they both head to Paul’s house to retrieve his needed items.

 Paul’s house is fairly neat and they do not have any problems finding most of the items on the list.  While trying to find his slippers John pulls several boxes from under the bed.  Vickie walks over as John sets them on the bed and opens the first one.  It seems to be full of girly type magazines and John laughs aloud while Vickie picks one up and thumbs through the pages.  The pictures are fairly hardcore and Vickie tells John, “I would have never guessed that he was reading such stuff.”  John opened another magazine and replied, “I think I have this issue.”  They both laugh and look at the pictures together.   Timidly, Vickie looks to John and opens the other box and is visibly shocked.  Inside are several pictures of her and even a few of John and her.  Nothing to revealing but enough to let them know that he has done more than just think about her.  Several of the pictures they do not even remember being taken.  Vickie then says calmly, “That was unexpected.”  “I believe Paul wants in your pants,” John’s replies playfully.

 They put his boxes back and go to see Paul, making sure not to mention the pictures.  Now, both John and Vickie consciously notice and see the glances and gestures in this new light.  When they go to leave John shakes his hand while Vickie leans down and kisses his cheek.  This makes Paul blush lightly and lets Vickie know that her suspicions are true. 

 Once in the hall John jokes with her about Paul’s desires and she pushes John to the wall surprising him and says quietly, “I have fantasized about him more then once.”  This leaves John speechless and she gives him a short passionate kiss. 

 It is not until later that evening that John brings up this fantasy of hers and ask her for details.  Vickie is somewhat evasive and steers around the details.    Once in bed John is surprised that she is in the mood when she attacks him.  Vickie rides on top of John for the longest time, satisfying herself over and over.  Looking down into his eyes she tells John of her sexual fantasies.  Only a few of them are about Paul but it shocks John that she fantasizes about so many different people.  Vickie notices John’s cock has begun to soften and it is at this point that Vickie reassures John that she is his and that all of her fantasies are just that.  

 Vickie notices John’s cock has become hard again and slides off of him to offer him her mouth.  She lovingly sucks him until she knows he will cum and then stops to ask him a question, looking up into his eyes, “I won’t do anybody any favors that you don’t ask me to do.”  John smiles at her and stares at this beauty holding his cock against her face and replies, “Thank you.  Now would you please let me cum?”  Smiling, Vickie goes back to work and before long has John on the brink again.  This time she softly says, “I have always wanted you to do this,” and slowly strokes his hard cock at her pretty face until streams of cum are landing all over her face and into her hair.  As his orgasm subsides Vickie keeps licking and stroking until she is satisfied that he is dry and then makes sure that she has left no cum on him anywhere.

 John looks at his beautiful wife as she crawls up to kiss him and can see that he has just came all over her.  Vickie could not smile any bigger.  She was in heaven having just fulfilled one of the fantasies that she had told her husband about.  Snuggling up to John she was now content to sleep the night away knowing that her lovers cum was all over her.

 The morning came as usual and John was up when Vickie began to wake.  She rolled over, touched her face and found the dried cum from the night before.  Looking at herself in the mirror she was shocked to see just how much she had on her face and hair.  After her shower it was all just a very special memory that she would cherish for many years to come.

 This day was a special day.  The day Paul was due to be released from the hospital.  They arrived early to only end up waiting pretty much all day for the doctor to release him.  Once in their home they worked hard to make him feel at ease.  John would not quit with the witty remarks and Vickie would not stop with the flattery.  It would seem almost to Paul that they were going to kill him with kindness. 

 Settling in was easy and the next day John went back to work leaving Vickie alone to take care of Paul.  Vickie was extremely good to her promise and if anything actually dressed down a

little from normal.  All care was taken from Vickie not to excite Paul.  The first time she had to bath him, she just made him hold still while she washed over him real quick.  It seemed to work but made her seem a little rough and heartless in her handling of him.

 Time went by quickly and after a few weeks,Paul found himself laughing and joking with his friends, John and Vickie.  As he became more like himself Vickie found herself aroused more often than normal and was becoming very aggressive and vocal in their love making.  Poor Paul was just on the other side of the wall listening to all of this and going crazy.  After a week of sex every night, Paul joked to John, “I’m surprised you can even walk after what I’ve been hearing.” To which John replied chuckling, “I’ll bring you some reading material.”  They both laugh and John decides he should talk to Vickie about this.

 Coming up behind Vickie and wrapping his arms around her, John kisses her neck and tells her about Paul’s comment.  She tries to be supportive of John but the idea really excited her so she just let him do most of the talking.  “I want you to start being nicer to Paul.”  “What do you mean?”  Vickie responds dumbfounded.  John became a little quieter and said, “I know I can trust you to do the right thing and I also know that you have been an absolute monster in bed.  If you would like to provide him a little, shall we say therapy, I would be OK with it.  I know he has to be feeling very lonely, even with us here.”  Vickie kisses John deeply and does not reply for quite sometime before whispering in his ear, “I will tell you everything.”   John smiles at her and says, “Just don’t kill him.”

 After supper John goes to Paul’s apartment and retrieves the boxes from under his bed and looks through the pictures.  John also has had fantasies where his wife would entertain other men, but he had not told Vickie.  That evening while he was talking to Paul, he gave him the boxes in a joking manner.  Paul was somewhat embarrassed but John just joked it away and put him at ease.

 Later that same night while Vickie was working her magic on him to get him started for sex, John whispered to her, “I brought Paul his boxes of reading material today.”  Vickie looked confused and then sort of startled while John continued, “It will give him something to do while listening to us having sex.”  Vickie only smiled and continued but now she was also picturing Paul in the next room pleasuring himself.

 In the morning Vickie was up first and made sure to open Paul’s door as she went by.  He was still asleep but she left it open anyway.  Breakfast was ready when John entered the kitchen to find his wife working in her nightgown.  “Damn, you almost killed me!”  Was John’s first comment.  John could not help but stare as his beautiful wife worked in what was a semi shear nightgown.

 John forces himself to leave for work and Vickie cleans up a little before going check on Paul.  He is still sleeping so Vickie decides to lay on her bed for a while giving Paul a chance to wake.  Vickie decides that she is trying way too hard and that she will go crazy if she continues waiting.  She gathers her things and heads to the shower to cool herself off.  When finished she puts on her favorite knee length robe and exits to find Paul staring at her from his room.  Vickie smiles at him and ask cheerfully, “Are you ready for breakfast?”  Paul looks tired but smiles, telling her he is starved.

 Vickie does not act in anyway out of the ordinary and eagerly heads to the kitchen to get his breakfast.  Once in the kitchen she pauses for just a moment to let the blood settle back into the rest of her body before returning with his meal.  The robe was not shear and she was not hanging out but you would have thought so the way that Paul reacted.  Vickie set his tray up and talked with him for a little bit while he ate before heading back to her room. 

 Today she decided to wear a thin white t-shirt with her jeans.  This would show him just a little without seeming over anxious she thought.  When she returned to remove his dishes Paul had a hard time not staring at her chest and definitely noticed everything she wanted noticed.  Vickie returned after a short time to give Paul his sponge bath.  Paul gave every excuse not to get one but Vickie was persistent and just uncovered him to reveal just how excited he really was.

 Now Vickie found herself staring at Paul’s rock hard cock for an eternity before mumbling, “You must be happy to see me.”  Vickie did not let Paul try and make excuses but just went about bathing him the way that she always had except that she saved his cock for last and then washed it several times.  When finished, she covered him back up smiling at him in a playful manner and said, “I guess it really can’t get that dirty now can it?”  They both chuckle and Vickie tells him she will be back in a moment to change the sheets.

 He is not fast enough and Vickie comes back into the room before he can hide stuff.  “What cha trying to hide?  We’re all friends here.  I thought the bath kind of proved that.”  Vickie said bluntly.  Pulling the covers back she could see that Paul had several magazines hidden.  She laughed when she picked them up and said, “Is that all?”  Vickie briefly looked in the first magazine at some of the pictures and then looked to Paul saying, “This just proves you’re not gay.”  Then she turned to set them on his nightstand and her picture fell out of the magazine and onto the bed. 

“Well, well, well what have we here?”  Vickie asks like a detective.  Picking the picture up Paul started babbling something about an accident when Vickie cut him off saying, “Don’t worry about it.  I think it’s quite flattering, you naughty little boy.”  This soothes him somewhat but, damn, what else could happen to Paul next.

 Vickie goes about rolling him around and changing the sheets only to discover that he apparently had came on them or in them.  Stopping after placing her hand in cum, she looks to Paul and starts laughing asking him, “Is this cum?”  Paul was wanting to crawl off and die at this point and did his best not to answer before admitting that yes he had masturbated last evening and this morning.  Looking at the mess Vickie replied, “How many times.”  Her laughter really helped Paul and he told her that he might have done it several times.  They both laughed and Vickie told him while working on his sheets, “You go ahead and play with yourself anytime you want, just be careful not to put your eye out.”

 The rest of the day Vickie made it a point to cover her eyes when she entered his room asking him first if he was done yet.  It became quite the joke for them and she made sure to give him a clean hand towel to clean up after himself. 

 That night when she was having sex with John, she was extremely vocal and aggressive almost making John need to slow her down just a bit.  In her mind she knew that she was driving Paul crazy in the next room. 

 The next morning started as always and Vickie entered Paul’s room with breakfast in hand.  This morning she was wearing only her bathrobe and she could tell that Paul really approved.  After giving Paul his breakfast she picked up Paul’s hand towel with 2 fingers and held it way out in front of her and said playfully, “Did I cause this?”  “You were at full volume last night and I could not help but enjoy myself.”  Paul replied calmly.  They both laughed about it for a few seconds while Vickie took it to the bathroom sink to rinse it out.  She returned a few minutes later with his towel rinsed out and told him, “You should be ready, now that you have a clean towel.” 

 Vickie sits on his bedside and talks to him while he eats.  At this point he has spent enough time with her that he is open, honest and relaxed.  Removing the tray Vickie tells him to ready himself for his bath as she pulls his covers back.  He only grins as she uncovers his hard cock and then he replies, “I guess that means I’m ready.”  They laugh as Vickie starts his bath and saves the hard part for last.  Delicately she lifts his cock with her free hand rubbing it gently with the damp cloth until Paul finally puts his hand on hers to stop her.  Gathering his wits about him he says, “You should stop before I do anything to hurt our friendship.”  Vickie looks to his eyes and replies honestly, “John and I both decided to do whatever it takes to make you well again. We discussed it several times and it was actually his idea for me to give a little extra to make you feel better.  Don’t my hands feel better than yours?”  Paul was overcome by lust and released Vickie’s hand, letting her know that it was OK to continue.

 Putting down the damp cloth Vickie holds his cock in her hands, staring at it intently and begins to stroke it slowly.  After only a few strokes, Paul erupts like a fountain all over himself and her hands.  Vickie massages every last drop from him before running a finger through the mess and saying in a sultry voice, “I know that had to have felt good.”  Paul only smiled and laid there with his eyes closed in contentment.  Vickie used the wash cloth to clean up the mess while Paul quietly watched and smiled.  “You really enjoyed doing that, didn’t you?” Paul asks.  “I will just say that I sure didn’t mind doing it.” Vickie replied not looking at him.

 Vickie found herself on the phone minutes later telling John the whole story while stroking herself intimately.  She was pleased to find out that it was exciting to John and told him that she wanted sex the minute he gets home.

 The rest of the day Vickie tried to act as though nothing was different.  Several times even joking with Paul about needing a clean towel.  After lunch, Vickie straightened everything around him and sat watching TV for sometime.  At one point she even laid back next to him and they watched together. 

 Evening came eventually and Vickie had to be ready for John when he arrived.  Before leaving Paul’s room she asks Paul seductively, “Would you like me to close your door?  I am going to attack John when he gets home and I wasn’t sure if you would want to just lay here and listen.”  After saying this she giggled and John touched her hand lightly while saying, “I wish I was well enough to watch.”  Paul stares at her ass as she leaves the room, leaving his door wide open.

 Vickie undresses and puts on her robe before going into the bathroom.  Paul can see the bathroom door at an angle in the mirror and watches for the door to open.  His hopes come true as she exits the bathroom naked and goes into her room.  Paul watches intently hoping to catch another glimpse but Vickie remains in her room for quite a while getting ready.

 With her hair and make up just right Vickie is ready for her man and puts on a pair of black spiked heals to finish the look she wants.  Naked she admires herself in the mirror and decides to wait for john by the front door.  Walking past Paul’s open door, Paul gets an eyeful and is shocked by what he had just caught a glimpse of.  Vickie stops just past his door and brings just her head back into his doorway, smiling she says, “You just saw my surprise for John.  Don’t over excite yourself too much and maybe I will have a surprise for you later.”  Still grinning she heads for the front door to wait for John.  It takes a few minutes but John eventually opens the door and sees his beauty naked, except for her high heels, standing before him with her hands behind her back. Visibly taken back, John stops in the doorway taking in her beauty.

 Slowly approaching John, Vickie speaks first in her sexy voice saying, “I need your cock really, really bad.”  She kisses John passionately while opening his pants and freeing his now hard cock.  In 1 swift motion she drops to her knees and begins to aggressively lick and suck his cock.  John is just enjoying himself while Vickie happily does all of the work still standing in the open doorway. 

 Vickie stands and leads John, by his hard cock, down the hall towards the bedroom stopping in front of Paul’s door, only for a second to smile at him.  Once in their room the sex was overpowering and overwhelming as Paul had to just lay there and listen.  After about an hour Vickie began to slow and looked to John’s eyes and ask, “You do know that poor Paul is in the other room right now thinking of me and stroking himself?”  John just smiled his big smile and pushed the hairback from her face saying, “Go and give him an orgasm and then come right back here and finish me.” 

Vickie stood and looked to John only saying, “Thank you.”

 From the hall Vickie peeked into Paul’s room to see him slowly stroking his erection. Pulling herself together she entered Paul’s room still naked and surprised Paul when she ask, “May I help you with that?”  Opening his eyes Paul is very pleasantly surprised to see this naked beauty up close and stops stroking while looking at her.  Vickie walks to his side and leans down sucking his cock into her mouth down to his hand.  Raising back up she says, “Are you going to jack off into my mouth or would you like me to suck you off?”  No more needs to be said as Paul lets go quickly allowing full access to Vickie.  Expertly she swallows him over and over while moving her bottom closer to his reach.  Taking his hand she places it on her ass and Paul immediately begins working and exploring her body.  Climaxing at his touch Vickie causes Paul to climax in her mouth and she continues until he begins to soften.  Vickie stands letting Paul continue to touch her before saying, “I don’t think you will need this towel anymore.”

 As Vickie turns to leave John is smiling, standing in the doorway watching his beautiful wife.  They return to their room for more passion before dinner.

 When morning comes Paul finds himself being woken by John.  Today is the day that Paul goes back to the doctor to have his cast replaced and John has taken off work to help get him in and out of the house.  After an early breakfast Vickie cuts up some of Johns sweats to cover Paul as best she could and dresses him while John watches and makes fun of him.

 Once ready John carries Paul out onto the front porch and is looking down onto the driveway when he says, “You came in my wife’s mouth last night.”  Paul looked to the driveway in horror as John then began to laugh and slowly headed down the stairs.

 Later that day and back at home, Paul’s cast had been cut down to the knee and it was determined that he was doing fine.  John sat Paul in the living room and while trying to put his crutches together joked with Paul about having to go back to work but not knowing what Vickie was going to do with him.  Vickie joined right in and everyone had a good laugh.

 John left after lunch, kissing Vickie and telling her not to fuck him too much.  Vickie could only smile and ask, “Is that possible?”

 Vickie walked to where Paul was sitting in the easy chair and unbuttoned her shirt letting it fall open exposing very little.  When she leaned towards Paul and put her hands onto the chair her shirt fell open allowing full access for Paul’s wandering hands.  He sucked and groped her breasts until she had to step back and remove her pants.  Noticeably bothered she works hard to remove his pants leaving them hanging on his cast.  Vickie stares at Paul’s cock while touching herself and then climbs up and onto the chair to straddle him.  Paul holds still as this determined woman mounts him and begins to ride upon him slowly.  Orgasms rock her body over and over as she pleasures them both until Paul can hold back no more and releases his load deep inside her.

 She lays atop him for several minutes before beginning her climb down.  When John arrives home Vickie is still naked from her afternoon with Paul and serves the men dinner.  After dinner John corners her in the kitchen and she tells him every detail.  Excited beyond belief John takes his wife to their room and makes passionate love to her while she tells him more of her fantasies knowing that this may make them very well become reality.

        This was just the beginning of their special friendship as she serviced both men for many years to come and long after Paul’s leg had healed. 
        
        The Storyman

As Leah viewed the little whip, her mind began to wander
into thoughts of Ian. She remembered the day they’d met.
That perfectly, sunny day. The kind where there are white,
fluffy clouds drifting to and fro. There was a breeze that
day. Soft, gentle, cool. The sun was hot and exotic. She
had been walking alone in the park as she’d done everyday.
Watching the squirrels run and chase. She had sat upon a
bench under a lilac bush. She sat there to allow the sweet
scent to intoxicate her brain and to glide her thus from
reality. “Surely it is this moment at which mine eyes have
gazed upon true beauty.” The first words he’d spoken to
her. In a voice that would melt stone. It was a calm, cool,
proud voice. Her first glimpse upon him. His black hair
shimmering like the feathers of a raven. His skin slightly
tan. As tan as porcelain can be that is. Honey brown eyes
that warmed Leah’s skin more than the sun could ever hope
to be capable of. Lips so perfectly sculpted that even MichelAngelo
hadn’t the talent for.

She was instantly drawn into him. Not drawn to him. Drawn
into him. From that moment, she knew that whatever this
man asked of her, she would do. Not willingly, not gladly,
but ecstatically.

It was several minutes of looking upon each other. Diving
into each other’s eyes. Before he spoke again. There it
was again. That amazing voice. The one Leah will go to her
grave via it ringing into her ears. He introduced himself.
As did she. He kissed her hand. She blushed. He asked her
to dinner that night. She accepted.

It wasn’t but a month later that he shared with her his true
desire for her. He expressed that he’d grown quite fond
of her and, to tell the truth, was completely bewitched
by her. He ran his fingers through her red curls, slightly
tugging at the roots as he did during love making. Each tug
made her loins burn for she could remember the feel of his
thrusts as he pulled on her hair.

Of course, Leah’s heart was captivated the very moment
his voice pierced her very essence. As she expressed to
him in return to his confessions. She explained that his
voice was carried on the wind whenever they were apart.
She told him that he had the ability to weaken her knees and
drive her to the floor in just a spoken word.

With that, Ian smiled and sat her directly in front of him.
He looked acutely into her eyes. He began to vocalize suggestions
out of his mouth that both excited and terrified Leah to
her very being. Things that she knew a free human would never
agree to. Yet, wasn’t she truly free anyway. He’d already
captured her heart, her mind, her womb. These things belonged
to him already. However, now... now Ian was asking her to
make it definite. To give herself over to him completely.
Of course he did not require an answer that very day. He’d
just wanted to plant the idea into her head and cause the
seed of curiosity to grow.

For several months after that, Ian’s love making became
more intense. His wants and desires during sex were to be
met in every way and in every appetite. If Leah refused (which
was rare), Ian would spank her bare buttocks and demand
it of her. His voice, which always set Leah right, had become
more firm. His touch and his grip more profound. All the
while, he would ask her if she would give herself to him.
That he wanted nothing more than her complete submission
to him.

Leah fought with this. She’s been raised to believe women
are to stand up for themselves. That no woman is to be treated
disrespectfully. What Ian was asking of her... and what
she herself longed for... went against everything she’d
ever known. Though, he’d never really been disrespectful
to her. He’d always shown the upmost respect for her and
continually included her opinions in his decisions about
the household. And... What did he really mean by complete
submission anyway. She had already begun to wear the clothes
that he told her to wear. Ones that made her spread thighs
easily accessible to him. Skirts with no panties worn underneath.
Bras with clasps in the front. No matter where they were,
Ian’s hand was on her upper-thigh, middle finger sliding
in and out of her keeping her constantly moist. She agreed
to him buying only the foods that he liked and her cook it
for him. They’d moved in together almost the very week they’d
met. He watched over her as she bathed. Told her how to wear
her hair and make-up. All of these things, and more, she’d
do especially for him because she knew he liked it. What
else was it that he was wanting from her.

Finally, just a few weeks ago, Ian had sat Leah down, again,
and explained just what it was he expected of her. However,
this time, Leah’s heart jumped around with glee. All the
while extremely terrified. Except for the few smacks on
her flanks from her lover, she’d never felt the lash of a
whip. He was telling her that if she gets out of line, he will
be forced to whip her. Telling him no, not listening to him,
being late, disrespecting his friends... all were cause
for the lashings. He would keep a toll of them and at the end
of the day, she would be punished for each and everyone.
That when she decided she was ready, she was to begin training
to be his slave, pure and simple. That every move she made
from then on, was for him. Her hands, her mouth, her eyes,
her loins, all of her would be his to do with what he wished.
That from that moment on, she would no longer have a say about
her own body.

Leah, for the past few weeks thought long and hard about
what it was she was handing over to Ian. Of course she would
do it. Really, hadn’t she already done all this anyway?
Last week Ian asked to spank her, just to show her what she
was in for. Without hesitation, she was on her knees, bent
over a stool, his bare hand smacking hard against her white
cheeks. Each swat harder than the last. All stinging. At
one point, Leah cried out, yet that seemed to cause Ian to
inflict even crueler. He commented several times on how
red her ass had gotten. When he’d finished spanking her,
he’d taken her from behind and in an orifice where he’d rarely
penetrated himself into. Which, of course, made Leah cry
out more. After, Ian laid her on the bed and made love to her
the rest of the night explaining how much he loved her. How
his love would only increase with her being his fully and
completely.

Now, she stood in front of a glass case which held the instrument
that will inflict the final step of submission to Ian. He
was not with her. She was on her work lunch break. Ian had
gotten her a job in an advertising firm. He trusted her to
work. Although, even to work, she wore exactly what he told
her to. She never knew when he’d show up to her office and
demand that she caress him or open herself to him. She had
happened upon this store weeks ago. Before Ian had made
his final confessions of what he’d desired from her. She’d
seen the little whip several times. Imagined it’s bite.
Today was the day she chose whether to buy the little whip
or not. She knew that buying this for Ian would turn him from
lover to Master the second it was placed into his hands.
Leah would never be allowed to call Ian by his name again.
He would demand another, more appropriate title, to be
spoken from her lips. If he allowed her to speak at all that
is. Presenting this to Ian would surly take Leah over that
edge of which there is no climbing back out of. So she stood
pondering.

Was she ready?

It would please Ian beyond imagination for Leah to give
herself to him. The constant smile in his eyes. The constant
rise of his cock whenever she was bent over or chained and
receiving it’s cut. The way he would make love to her after
and tell her how much he loved her. The ringing of his voice
repeating “Mine!” in her ears. The pounding of her heart
and the moisture between her legs gave her the answer without
delay.

She was ready.

Leah bought the little whip. She called into work and let
them know she would not return that day. She went home directly
and begun to prepare the house, and herself for the dedication
and vow she would make that evening when Ian got home. She
bathed and perfumed just the way Ian liked her. Left her
hair down. Ian loved her hair down. He would yank on it while
he bent her over and entered her from behind. His hands were
constantly playing in her hair as he was on top of her. Pulling
it in unison of each of his thrusts. Leah found a black lace
choker ornamented with a single pearl which hung in the
center and put it round her neck. The pearl sat right in the
cleft of her neck and shoulder bones. Yes, that looked close
to a collar and the pearl it’s tag. She found matching bracelets.
They gave the illusion of cuffs. She put on some black, lacy
shoes with heavy heals. The shoes forced her buttocks to
accentuate and her body to show itself in an alluring way.
Leah stood and went to the closet to find something suitable
to wear when she caught her reflection in her large three
way mirror. How vulnerable she appeared. Naked, open,
free. No, no clothes. She would present herself naked to
her lover. All that was left was for her to wait for Ian’s
key to turn in the door and for him to enter.

Not more than an hour had gone by and, just as she’s expected,
the key turned and his robust figure entered into the house
dressed in his normal work clothes. A silk Itallian suit,
tailored especially for him. He wore suits all of the time.
One would think he did so because his job required it or because
he looked good in them. However, Leah knew he wore them because
they made him look more domineering and masterful. Ian
called out for her. She answered to let him know where she
was. He walked through the foyer which lead to the living
room, rounded the corner and entered through it’s arched
doorway removing his tie and unbuttoning the top button
of his shirt. The site he saw stopped his hand from unbinding
anymore buttons. There before him, in the center of the
lush room, a naked and exposed Leah. Sitting up on her knees
with a little whip laying in her open palms which were raised
in a giving position. She was wearing but a lace choker graced
with a single pearl, bracelets to match, the shoes he’d
bought her a while back, and an expression that spoke volumes.
The nipples of her breasts were emphasized with rouge,
as was it’s cleft. Her thighs were also accentuated and
Ian could smell the perfume with a hint of earthy musk. A
smell he knew all too well. When Ian’s eyes finally met hers,
Leah gazed at him and spoke.

“I present myself unto you, my Lord, to do with as you wish.
My hands, my mouth, my loins, my body, and my heart, they
all are now yours.” She lifted the little whip a bit higher.
“Please accept this gift as a symbol of my vow which I have
spoken unto you.. May you use it as you see fit.”

Leah shivered with terror as to what would come next. Ian
saw this and recognized it. The fear in her eyes. It both
stimulated him and angered him. “Sit still!” He took a step
towards her and watched as she held back the flinch. “Sit
still, I said”. He leaned down and reached out his long arm.
With his large hand, he cupped one of her breasts. With the
other, held the nape of her neck, forcing her head back.
He leaned further and with his lips barely touching hers.
She could feel his hot breath. His hand went from her breast,
down her tummy, and plunged a finger deep into her. She let
out a moan which was captured into his lips. “You declare
yourself completely unto me?”

Gasping, Leah whispered “Yes, Sir!”

Ian removed his hand from her, licked his finger, and took
the whip from Leah’s out stretched palms. “Put your hands
to your sides.”

Leah did as was commanded of her.

Ian undid his suit pants and let them drop to his knees revealing
his fully erect penis. He, himself never ware anything
under his pants. For the same reason he’d told Leah not to
wear panties. “Open your mouth!” His voice was heavy and
breathless.

Again, Leah did what was commanded of her.

Ian slipped his thick, heavy cock into her mouth. He held
fast to the back of Leah’s neck to keep her head back and mouth
open. His other hand took a tight grip of the hair on the top
of her head to keep it still. Leah felt the handle of the whip
pressed to her scalp. At first he dipped slowly. Letting
her mouth become very wet around him. Then he commenced
to thrust into it, hitting the back of her throat, gagging
her on occasion. He let out a loud grunt and removed himself
from Leah’s mouth only to release himself all over her lips,
neck, breast and stomach. He let his seed flow onto her like
rain. Some landed on her thighs. Her arms. Her hands.

Ian let go of Leah’s hair and neck only to clasp her shoulders.
In his gasps he repeated the words, “Mine... You are mine”.

Leah repeated, “I am yours, Sir”.

Ian stood up straight, pulled his pants up and fastened
them. He looked at Leah, who’s eyes were full of love, lust,
fear, terror, adornment, and wonder. He glanced upon the
silk, white semen he’d just spilt all over his new possession.
He spoke with pride. “I have just marked you as mine. As a
beast marks his territory in the woods.. From this point
on, all you say or do will be allowed only by me.” He continued
to explain just what it was, in full, that which he expected
from now on. She was right in her assumption earlier, she
would never be allowed to address him by his name. She would
either call him Lord or Master. In public she would address
his as “Sir”. As a matter of fact, Leah would no longer be
permitted to speak unless lured by Ian’s allowance of it.
Even then, it must only be “Yes Sire, or No Sire”. Everything
must be followed with “Lord”, “Master”, or “Sir”. He walked
around her and pushed her over. Brought her arms in front
of her and made her bend over to where her cheek rested on
the floor. Leah’s round buttocks were thus higher than
her head. Ian forced Leah’s legs slightly apart exposing
both of her underside orifices, making her even more uncomfortable.
Leah felt his hands gliding all over her backside. Nails
digging into her skin. He spoke on her body more as a pleasure
toy than a human skin. Sized Leah up like a horse getting
ready for racing. A finger slid into her pussy. She gasped.
Ian laughed. His fingers moved to her ass and slipped into
it. Leah then moaned. Again, Ian laughed. Then she felt
the whip upon her. He was tickling it over her skin. It’s
roughness both tickled and chafed. “This whip represents
my love for you, Leah. It will both tickle you and chafe you.
I will use this whip upon your flanks and ass often to help
you not forget my love for you and your vow to me.” He slid
the whip all over her body. Over the back. Around her sides.
Onto her breasts which hung exposed and whose tips grazed
the rough carpeted floor which irritated them and caused
them to harden. The whip returned to her back and to her backside.
It snuck it’s way to her inner thighs and up the pat of her
buttocks. Ian departed the whip from her body. Minutes,
which seemed like days, went by. Leah felt Ian’s eyes on
her. Felt as they penetrated to her essence. Then came the
whistle Leah had feared since the day she’d laid eyes on
the little whip. The very sound that heralded utter agony.
The calling that demanded her total devotion in order to
endure. Suddenly there it was. The pain. The condemnation
of that blessed and holy instrument. The sanctified object
that held Leah’s vows and now administered her Master’s
love.

Leah let out a scream that would deafen the world. She broke
her nails as she clawed into the carpet beneath her. Never,
in all her life, in all her imagining, in all her expectations,
did she think it would feel like this. The anguish resounded
through her body and shivered her bones. It wasn’t but a
minute until the second whistle announced. Leah tried
bracing herself, yet could not. Again Leah howled and wailed.
She lay clutching the carpet best she could. This... this
implement of her vows and Ian’s love. This is what she herself
had chosen. Handed it to her Sir willingly. Gave into his
hands the right to do what he was now doing. She despised
the retched thing at this moment. Hated it. Loathed it’s
bite. And held more respect for it than ever. She felt the
welts beginning to grow. She wondered what color they were
turning. She wondered how long she would feel this sting.
A tinge of pride went through Leah’s mind and soul right
about then. She knew that she would be feeling this for weeks.
Pain that will serve as a constant reminder of this night’s
vow to her Lord. Her pride bubbled and blossomed. She spoke.
The only words repeating in her very substance. “I am yours,
my Lord”.

Leah felt Ian’s hands upon her burning ass. His hands both
annoyed and soothed the affliction. He knelt with one knee
on either side of her backside. His pants were lowered making
his knees bare. He leaned over her sliding his hands up her
back, along her arms, and down to her hands at which point
he intertwined his fingers with hers. The whip was still
in his right hand and it’s handle was between his palm and
the back of Leah’s hand. He had opened his shirt completely
which granted his bare skin to press against Leah’s. He
kissed the back of her neck and confided loving words through
a voice, which to Leah, was now the voice of God. Except to
ease his again hardened cock into her pussy, he barely moved
so that his skin would not depart from her’s. Her buttocks
burned at each slight thrust. She moaned from both pleasure
and agony.

She faked an angry look and came over and swung a leg over me, straddling me. “You better go in with me, you don’t want to see me when I’m angry, you wouldn’t like me when I’m angry.” With that, she plopped down, putting all her weight on my chest. To my surprise, I could feel her hot and damp pussy through my shirt. My cock all but jumped. She started to tease me, biting my ear and running her nails across my chest. I didn’t know what to do with myself, my fantasies finally coming true. She wiggled her way down, ending up with her hot pussy pressing right over my dick. I looked down at the spot on my chest that she had been on top of and saw that it was wet with her juices. She looked at it too, but pretended she didn’t notice. By now, my dick was rock hard and aching to get free of my pants. She looked up at me teasingly with her teeth biting her lip and said, “Oh my gosh, a you seem to be a little excited by me, don’t you?” With that, she leaned back, grabbed my inner thighs and dug her nails into them, hard. This drove me over the edge. With her leaning back, her skirt was hiked up and I could see her glistening pussy looking straight at me. I couldn’t take it any more, and shoved two fingers up her pussy as hard as I could. She gasped and squeezed my thighs again with her hand and squeezed my fingers with the walls of her steaming cunt. I couldn’t believe how tight she was and was even more surprised when I felt that she was a virgin. I slowly began sliding my fingers out, gaining a look of disappointment from andrea, but then rammed them back in, making her squeal in pleasure. Watching as my fingers disappeared and reappeared, her wetness dripped down onto my shirt again. I brushed my thumb against her clit and her leg twitched and her breath became heavier as I continued to finger fuck her pussy and swirl my thumb on her clit as fast as I could. She started to thrust against my hand and moaning and I knew she was close to coming, and I stopped. She stared at me, trying to hide her anger.

She sat back down, and finally remembered the throbbing cock under her. She flashed me a knowing smile and undid my belt, my zipper and reached down my pants. Fumbling a bit, she got my thick 7 inch dick out of my pants and squeezed it, slowly and deliberately stroking it up and down. She teased me saying, “Oh is this what you want? Are you sure?”as she gently squeezed my balls and continued to pleasure my cock with her hand.

Drops of precum oozed out of the tip and she timidly licked it off, as I dug my nails into her back, making her gasp in pleasure. She swirled her tongue around the tip, then the whole head, flicking it here and there, always looking up and smiling, knowing I couldn’t take much more. I was aching, so horny that it hurt. She put the tip in her mouth and I just couldn’t wait, and shoved her onto my dick until her nose touched my stomach and I coul feel my cock down her throat. After a good number of seconds I pulled her off by her hair, jerking her head back. She barely got a chance to tell me how horny the pain was getting her before I shoved myself back in her. She needed no more coaxing as she alternated between deep-throating me, her tongue licking me from the bottom to the tip and focusing on teasing the head as she grasped the length of me and pulled me off. Her tongue was forceful, sending waves of pleasure through me as I felt my cum come rushing out of my balls and into her mouth. I didn’t have time to warn her, but I just pushed her mouth once again to the base, as far as it could go as I spilled more cum out of me than I ever could remember. There was so much I could hear her gagging and it trickling out the corners of her mouth, down her chin. When I was done, she swallowed it all, licking the parts that had fallen down her face like a slut. My slut.

She bit my ear and neck and whispered, “I need your cock in me.”

More to come….

I winked at Paul taking him by the hand leading him up the stairs towards our bedroom. Mark followed behind, as we entered the bedroom Mark sat in the chair in the corner as I moved towards Paul. He placed his arms round me and we kissed once more as he slowly removed my clothes.

I moved onto our bed looking at Mark licking my lips as Paul removed his clothes. I turned to Paul seeing his large black cock. My eyes opened wide as he joined me on the bed. We kissed once more as he caressed my body. He run his large hand up my thigh until he found my pussy which was already very wet.

He slipped as finger gently inside my pussy and eased it back and forth. As I started stroking his cock feeling it getting harder by the moment. Paul kissed my neck slowly working his lips downwards. He licked and sucked hard on each nipple. He tongue continued moving down the tip running down my tummy. I parted my legs wide until I felt his tongue replace his finger.

He parted the lips of my pussy as his tongue flicked gently over my clit. I moved my hips as he probed his tongue into my wet pussy. Paul eased his body round placing his legs either side of my head. I held his large black cock as I licked the tip. He eased it down slipping it into my mouth. I begun to suck it hard as he pushed it deeper until it was fully in my mouth.

He tongue was working my pussy as we slowly mouth fucked either. I heard Paul say your wife’s juices are so sweet as he pushed his tongue back inside my pussy. I caressed his balls as I sucked on his black cock lightly moving the teeth up and down the full length of his cock. He eased back and laid beside me holding me as we kissed again. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my tummy.

Paul fingered my wet pussy once more as he moved between my open legs. I looked at him saying fuck me give me that black cock. Paul held his cock letting the tip lightly touch the opening of my pussy. We kissed as he gently eased every inch inside me. We laid there not moving kissing as I felt his large black cock inside me.

Slowly he eased his cock back and forth as I moved my hips meeting him as we started to fuck each other. I looked over to Mark smiling as Mark smiled back. I whispered fuck me as Paul started to move a little faster.

It was then I remembered I had to stop taking the pill as it had made me sick. I told Paul to pull out telling Mark to get a condom out the draw for Paul to put on. Mark opened the draw and with a look of horror on his face he told me the packet was empty. I told Paul to fuck me but pull out and cum in my mouth.

Paul said ok and started to fuck me once more. I called out yes give me that black cock deeper, harder give me all you have. I looked at Mark as he returned to the chair only this time he was not smiling. I winked at him as I moved my hips taking Paul’s black cock deeply in to my pussy.

After what seemed an age Paul eased back and turned me onto my tummy. He held my waist slipping his cock back inside me taking me hard from behind. I arched my back so he could push deeper into me. He moved his large hands round my body cupping my hanging tits as the rocked to the timing of his fuck.

I pushed back hard onto him as my body started to shake. I called out YES fuck me I’m cumin don’t stop. As he pushed hard into I called out YES as my pussy exploded over his large black cock. I looked towards Mark telling him how I had cum hard over Paul’s lovely large black cock.

Paul eased back once more turning me again. He moved between my legs his cock slipping back inside me. I reminded him not to cum in me as he started to fuck me faster. I called out cum in my mouth as his cock worked my pussy once more. I started to shake again as my second climax exploded over his black cock.

I was now lost in the moment as our skin slapped together as our hips met in the timing of our hot fuck. I could feel his balls slapping against me as they rocked with each thrust of his cock went into me deeply. We kissed with passion as I run my hands over his back.

Paul really pumped his black cock to and from my pussy as his finger started to work my clitoris. I laid back enjoying his fuck I called out his so big his so good as I came for the third time even harder this time.

I placed my arms over my head moving my hips saying don’t cum in me cum in my mouth on my tits or over my face as he cock hit home deeply inside me. His fuck was so good the best fuck I had ever had from a black guy.

I gripped his ass pulling him deeper into me saying YES fuck my little pink pussy, pump that black cock into me give it to me fuck me. It was at this point I didn’t want him to stop I was so turned on and excited.

Paul caressed my tits as they rocked to his fuck he leant down licking my nipple sucking it into his mouth holding it gently between his teeth flicking his tongue hard over it. I now forgot Mark was sitting there as we rocked in perfect timing fucking each other.

Paul could out get your mouth ready I’m cumin. I moved my hips saying no cum in me fill my pussy. Paul continued pushing into me until I felt his cock starting to throb deeply inside me. I called out yes fill my pussy as he pushed once more then stop. I gripped his ass pulling him into my pussy deeply as I felt him cum hard inside.

We laid there kissing as I felt him shooting long jets of cum inside my pussy. As he slowly eased from me I looked at Mark telling him with a smile on my face how much Paul had filled my little pussy with his cum.

Paul got dressed and left. Mark fucked me all night saying how good I looked with a black guy between my legs and pussy full of black cock. I told him how big and thick he was and how I cum time and again over his black cock.

Three months later I found out I was pregnant we were so happy. As the months pasted we planned everything. We did the spare room up and it all looked so nice. We had names ready if it was a boy or girl.

We were so happy as I went into the delivery room Mark at my side holding my hand as I started to push. I screamed out as finally the baby the born and placed on my tummy. They told me it was a boy I looked down and could not believe I had given birth to a black baby.

It was Paul who had made me pregnant and I called him two days later to let him know. Mark treats the baby as his own. Paul has now moved in with us and I spend every Saturday night in Paul’s bed as Mark sleeps in our bed. I have the best of both worlds a loving husband who lets me have a black lover. Mark loves nothing more than laying in our bed hearing me being fucked hard by Paul.

We spoke and caught up and he tells me that he himself is now bisexual after our experience he loved the boys himself and he had asked me if I was in a relationship and turns out we both were not and we both got talking about the time we shared our bodies and it turned us on. He asked me if he wanted to meet up again and try it since we were not in a relationship so there was no guilt or chance of getting dumped and he had told me something very strange which I found very very sexy and aroused me so fast I got a hard on that just struggled to get out of my boxers.

He told me that he finds being hypnotized the best thing for him and I saw a picture of him in his msn picture and he had the nicest 6 pack id ever seen and the nicest dyed red hair, he said to me “ just think about it Tom me being hypnotized il be under your control” I knew he only said that to turn me on and it worked I had to toss off even to the thought of it, he started to turn me on even more by saying “ just Imagen what you could do to me and il have 0 control ul have 100% control over me my body and my massive hard cock” that sent me over the edge and I squirted all over my hand

He had told me that if I wanted his body I would have to hypnotized him, I sure as hell wouldn't say no to that so I found a hypnotizing video and stuck it on my phone for the day we meet up and we share our bodies once more, he came online the next day and said to me that he would send me a script or a mini play of how the couple of hours we will spend together will go, which I thought was strange but at the same time it turned me on wanting to know what it would say and he had sent it to me and I took a look and my cock was growing this is what he said in the email..

-We walk deep into the woods-

-Then you show me your mobile lolling me into a false sense of security-

- That is when you play the video-

- This is when I start resisting that is when you keep my attention focused on the video and here is what you what you say-

-Look deep into the spiral Tyson-

-That is when when I stop resisting and you will know I have when my eyelids drop slightly-

-Then you say when I snap my fingers you will be my obedient sex puppet-

• I will respond yes master whatever you ask-.

Just reading it made me wonna blow a massive cum shot inside my boxers, the fittest boy I know and he is offering himself to me naked on a platter, I thought to my self this is the best thing that could ever happen to me and I couldn't wait any longer and had to meet me asap so we agreed to meet up at Burger king, later that week I got up that morning had a shower shaved all my pubic hair so I was clean and fresh as I was funny like that and as I was walking down the village I had a massive smile on my face and I walked up the road, I saw him Tyson standing there in a tight vest which you could see his 6 pack even with the vest on. We walked around for a bit catching up like what we have been doing and stuff and we walked pasts a quite woodland lane which no 1 had used after there was a fire in the printing factory right next to the trees where we were walking and we found a small a small path leading into the trees.

We were right in the middle of the trees in the far corner completely covered from any ones sight, we took off our coats and laid them on the ground to cover up the sticks and what not and we laid there on the coats looking deep into each others eyes, he had the most beautiful eyes emerald green eyes that made me feel like I was in heaven. I went in for the 1^st kiss and he moved his face away and I looked at him in the oddest way like I done something wrong and he winked at me and he moved his hand and started to rub my leg and moved his hand up and squeezed my ass which made me jump a little, he looked at me and said “ There is only 1 way ul get me to do stuff with you Tom and you know how” he said that with a big smirk and I got out my phone and found the video and played it to him and he pretended to resist we both knew that we wanted it to happen but we both just had fun as I got him to watch the video his eye lids slowly began to close bit by tiny bit and his head lowered and his eye lids were shut.

I moved in closer to him and whispered “when I snap my fingers you will obey my voice and every command I give you no matter what it is and no matter how much you may not wish to do it, do you understand?” Tyson nodded and I snapped my fingers …. this is it my dream come true the sexiest boy I know and he is my puppet and my cock started to grow just thinking this alone and I thought about all the things I could do to him like get him to snog me or deepthroat on my cock till he passes out or just shove my hard cock in his ass and lay my seed inside of him so many possibility, but suddenly I thought to myself why don't I have some fun before I do so I looked at Tyson and said to him “when I snap my fingers you will think your a female dog or should I say bitch in heat looking for a male” So I snapped my fingers and got on all 4s and walked around like a dog and I said “come to your master bitch” and he walked over and I unzipped my jeans and slid them off and tossed them to 1 side and I stood in front of him with the semi-hard on.

He sat there like a real dog and began to moan like a real dog with his eye glued to my cock which was showing threw my boxers and I said to the bitch “come to your master and sniff my balls and cock” He did as he was told and walked on all 4s over to his master and started to sniff, he gave a few licks which really turned me on a lot. I looked down at him and said “ If you sit and roll over like a good little doggie il give you a sweet and salty treat” and so Tyson did as he was told and I pulled down my boxers with my 7ich stretched out to its heart content.

I bent down and whispered in his ear “when I snap my fingers you will be a human but you will be my obedient sex puppet, what I say you will do even if you don't like or feel comfortable with it you will do as your told no questions asked understand?!” Tyson shook his head still in deep sleep unaware of what is going on just his body moving on its own and now I thought to myself its time for me to have my sexual fun and as they say use and abuse him.

So for my 1^st order I told him to strip but slowly until he got to his boxers and he took off his shirt and tossed it to one side and unzipped his jeans and pulled them down and to my shock there stood in a pair of boxers and thick 8 inch cock, my jaw just dropped and I thought to myself wow. “now for my next order my beautiful sex puppet take off your boxers slowly” and he grabbed the sides of his boxers and pulled them down slowly I was just waiting to see his massive cock to spring out and there its was fully grown 8 inch, my cock shot up faster then anything “now come over here and lick on my balls” Tyson walked over and got on his knees and began to lick my balls so brilliantly and it felt so good I couldn't believe it, it was like I was on cloud 9 and by now I wanted to really abuse his body.

“my next order is to start sucking my cock like its your favourite lolly and if I put my hands on you head and push down,you might start to gag and choke but you will still carry on and not resist as you will obey my every order and please your master, do you understand?” Tyson shook his head like the brain dead puppet he was and he moved his head up and opened his mouth and the head of my dick was being sucked

so perfectly I just wanted to explode in his mouth but I knew I had to hold it in so I gave my next juicy order to my sex puppet and told him to go deeper on my cock and treat it like a piece of candy where if you stroke it nicely and suck ul get the salty reward and he did just that he start to stroke my cock slowly and sucked on the head of my cock I was moaning like no woman had treated me and I knew I could feel my ball twitching and my cock gittering.

I knew that even if I stopped I would still explode so I put both my hands on his head and push down with such a force I could feel his nose hit my stomach and I said “swallow my warm cum you puppet” and I could feel small tugs as if he was trying to pull away but I kept a firm grip on him and I could see his face going red and hearing him gag made me explode making him swallow every drop as shot after shot run down his throat I slowly took out my cock from his abused throat and he chocked on some of my cum “Good little puppet even I am overall pleased” me and him sat on the floor, Tyson was catching his breath while my cock was going down and small.

I took out a bottle of water and took a few mouth fulls and I looked at the time and seem we had been at it for nearly 2 hours and I needed to be home. So I turned my head to Tyson and said “When I snap my fingers you will return to normal” and I snapped my fingers and he had regained himself and I had told him what we did and he was really happy and he asked that we do it again and I was more then happy to and so we walked off in different paths waiting for the day when we would meet up and maybe I would be abused.

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P.S. The Characters in this story are made up

Unfortunately, Carl's attraction to Selene wasn't just sarcastic; he really did find her innocence a turn on, and he dreamt many times of taking her virginity and introducing her to the world of sex. He was always with his mates though, and he couldn't let them know. He had seen her walk home past his home though, and then his mates wouldn't be around. So he drew his plans.

Selene often cut through a council estate on the way home. She hated the place; there were always gangs around to call insults at her and the place itself was dismal and dirty. On the other hand, it saved her a fifteen minute walk around. Suddenly, Carl appeared, and Selene's heart sank and turned cold. But instead of insulting her, he asked her to help him with his computer, and this time he actually sounded earnest. She wondered to herself if this was her chance to settle the differences between them.

Feeling a little hope for peace, she followed Carl into his home, and up to the computer in his room. The room itself was dirty and was filled with the concoctive odour of vodka, semen, sweat and drugs. None-the-less, Selene braved the pungeant smell to stand as Carl booted the computer and logged in. As the computer booted, Carl turned to Selene, and softly whispered that he was sorry for what he had done to her in school, and that it was simply what his friends wanted.

He softly hugged her, and she didn't know what to do. "You really are pretty you know" he whispered in her ear, but as he began to kiss her neck, she began to panick. "Stop" she whispered, "Stop!". Carl ignored her and moved his hands down to her ass. "Get off me!" she screamed a little louder than intended as she pushed him away.

Carl backed up slowly as she pushed him away. "I-I'm sorry," he stammered, worried he had blown it, "Please; I'm sorry; I just wanted to be friends, will you still fix my computer?". Selene wanted to refuse, but she was struggling to decide whether he was telling the truth, and she still didn't want to blow a chance of friendship. She nodded her head silently.

He sat her down at the computer, and asked if she wanted a drink, and she accepted. He swiftly left the room, but before heading downstairs, he went to his parents room and unplugged the router. He headed down once he had poured a glass of cola, he quickly took a small bag from his pocket and emptied a pill into the glass.

He swirled the glass to mix in the pill as he ascended the stairs and passed the glass to Selene. The internet's the problem he explained, opening his internet browser. She took a large gulp of the refreshing drink before examining the connection error message. She immediately clicked the 'Diagnose connection problem' button, but as the computer ran the diagnosis, she felt Carl's hands on her hips, she froze. As the hands made the way to her breasts, she quickly turned, pushing him away from her.

She had had enough, and made to exit the room, but Carl stopped her, holding her close to him and forcing his tongue into her mouth. She immediately pulled her mouth from his, and spat in his eye, slapping him around the face and dashing from the room as he persued her down the stairs, she flung the door open, but Carl caught her arounnd the chest, attempting to pull her back. She instinctively turned and kicked him in the groin, before racing off down the street.

As she turned onto the main street, the drug kicked in, and she was forced to slow her pace as her coordination collapsed. Fortunately, she saw a friendly face walking along the street towards her; her friend Brad, clad in his baggy black top and jeans. "Hey Selene" he called in greeting, but as she stumbled towards him and fell into his arms, his greeting turned to anxiety. "Selene?!". The last thing Selene remembered was falling to her knees, clutching the chains that hung from Brad's jeans as he tried to support her.

She awoke in a cool dark room, which was quite welcoming to her aching head. She looked around the room slowly. The walls were plastered with posters of unfamiliar bands, demons and vampires. A guitar sat in it's stand next to a small computer desk at which Brad was working. "Where...am...I?" She moaned, slumping from the bed to the floor, attempting to pick herself up as Brad quickly came to her aid.

Suddenly the events of her visit to Carl's house came flooding back to her, and she collapsed into Brad's arms, showering his chest with tears. Brad didn't know what to do, he simply held her comfortingly in her arms, reassuring her that she was ok. He sat her down on the bed, and asked if she wanted a glass of water. She accepted, realising how painfully dry her mouth and throat were.

Later that night, she explained the events to Brad as he walked her home. Brad had not taken advantage of his poor friend, he had taken her to his house, not knowing where Selene herself lived. He had spent most of the afternoon mopping her brow to calm the extremely high temperature of her body. She hugged him good night outside her house, thanking him for everything he had done, and he uttered his reassurances before she entered her home to face her distraught and worried parents.

The next day, Selene attended college, but dreaded her technology class; she didn't know what Carl was going to do now; and the unpredictability scared her. Carl avoided looking at her, but a few times he slapped her with a file. As his friends laughed, he whispered covertly in her ear "Tell anyone, and it'll be a fucking hammer I'll hit you with".

Walking home, Selene chose the extra fifteen minute walk opposed to walking through that shithole of an estate.

A few months passed, and the events were forgotten, until one day, Carl was out with his mates, and one of them casually mentioned what a great idea it would be to gang-rape Selene. Finally feeling he had the means to achieve his goal, Carl quickly put-in his support. The others looked a little doubting of the plan; some obviously had more heart than they tried to make known. None-the-less, three of the gang agreed to the idea, and after gathering a few more friends, they drew their plans.

Selene was walking home one afternoon, and as she took the longer route past the council estate, she noticed, that an old battered sky-blue nissan micra had been following her since she left school. She looked and saw their were about five lads in the car, but couldn't see them properly. As the car suddenly pulled up infront of her, and Carl jumped out of the back, she immediately made to run the other way, but was caught before she could make it five meters. Carl clamped his hand over her mouth to stop her screams as the car came to a squeeling halt next to them, and she was dragged into the car.

As the car raced down backstreets and alleys, Selene lay crying across the laps of the three lads in the back who were binding her legs and wrists, constantly molesting her helpless body. The car pulled to a swift halt, and the lads jumped out, hauling Selene with them. Selene had only a brief glimpse of the old deserted mill they were taking her into. She knew where they were, and she knew that here, nobody could hear her scream. She was dumped on the floor as the lads removed bags from the car boot. One took a sledge-hammer and began to smash through the boarded windows of the old mill.

Selene's mouth wasn't bound, but she didn't bother to scream, knowing where they were. All she could do was sob as she wondered if they would rape her or just kill her. She was clumsily tossed through the window, onto the cold, hard wooden flooring of the mill, it was pitch black. Once the boys were in with all their bags, they placed an old metal bin in the center of the large room, filled it with rubbish, and lit it, providing a dim, orange glow to light the room.

All the lads began sorting through their luggage, removing bongs, syringes and other drug related instruments. But as the lads prepared for a drug sesh, Carl was already fixated with Selene. He lay ontop of her as he felt at her breasts. "Please...don't" she whimpered, but he simply licked her cheek and replied, "Sorry, revenge is just too damned sweet". He laughed quietly at his jest, as he unbuttoned her blouse, and began licking her chest.

Once she was completely naked, he picked up the file he had stolen from technology, and turned her to lie on her front. Selene screamed at the top of her voice as he brought the hard, rough steel down on her tight little ass. As he continued to spank her with the tool, his friends shouted to leave some for them, before leaving their drugs and approaching their screaming, helpless dessert.

They began to fondle her as Carl cruely placed the long, sharp file at the entrance to her pussy. "This is gonna hurt" he laughed, plunging the cold, sharp steel into her dry pussy. She squeeled as a pain she had never known took over her body. The file ripped throuh her cherry, and the sharp spines cut through her walls. He only thrust it into her once, before removing it and admiring the blood oosing from the tight slit.

Then he lined up his erect cock with the slit and thrust in hard and fast, making her scream again. As he fucked her, another friend climbed under her struggling body, after lubing up his cock, he slipped it into her unprepared ass, and fucked it hard and fast, making Selene cry even more. After a few minutes, the gang decided to double penetrate both her holes. The lads were clambering over each other trying to get all four of them into her.

As another cock was inserted into her pussy, it tore her even more, forcing another wave of blood to spat from her pussy, and as her ass was double-penetrated, and blood oozed from there too, she passed out. Even as she lay unconcious, the four continued to fuck her, as the fifth throat fucked the limp body.

She remained unconcious through the night as the fucked her a total of 4 times, taking drug breaks in between. When they finally left her lifeless body, her pussy was oozing with a mixture of blood and four helping of five different cums. She lay cold and lifeless until a man noticed the open mill window. Three days later, Carl was sat in technology, boasting to his friends about the great slut he fucked over the weekend, while Selene's seat lay vacant.

A very sick and disturbing story I know; but that's me in a nutshell. Any thoughts or ideas are welcome: prettyful001@hotmail.co.uk

                “So my previous client, I couldn’t stop laughing” Said Rachel, a 26 year old girl just out of college and now my dermatologist.

                “Why’s that?” I droned on hoping to fall asleep under my goggles without her knowledge.

                Then she hit me with a ball buster, “I had to give her a ‘Brazilian’. I couldn’t stop laughing because she just came in and spread eagled for me.”

                Just then, I felt the slightest twinge in my dick, the kind you never want to feel in a public place. So I started to freak out, pretending  I didn’t quite hear yet I still giggled to let her know I did. Fuck. It was getting harder and the more I worried about the situation the worse it got. Over time she used more sex terms than I could ever imagine possible and I still grew harder. Eventually I knew I was fucked and I tried to hide it by shifting my legs. No good. I was wearing gym shorts.

                “Well hello there! You need to readjust yourself there Nicky?”

                “Hah, uhm, yeah sorry.” I moaned in embarrassment

                “Its fine it’s only normal, would you like some relievement?” she asked innocently.

                “Uhm, what did you have in mind?” I asked petrified of laser hair removal on my balls.

                “Well let me see, let’s just take these off and get you a robe shall we?” she said after she managed to slide my gym shorts down. My now 6 ½ inch cock was pulsing. Throbbing. It had its own heartbeat. “Well we could always forget the robe…”

                So there I am, almost completely naked except my boxers and some socks, neither of which served a purpose anymore since my cock was ferociously finding its way out of the piss hole in my boxers.  Fuck. I was shaking, not sure if it was from the air conditioning vent above my head or if I was just so damn nervous about the situation. Finally, she said “Here let me help you with that.”

                Before I knew what was happening she had rolled her wheelie chair to my crotch region and all I managed to mutter was “ahhh.” A true sigh of relief.  She grabbed my boxers and they were off in a flash and already had managed to grab a hold of my now painful cock.

                Now keep in mind I can’t see shit. The goggles were painted on both sides and it was dark as fuck to me. Then, wetness. She had taken me into her mouth and damn did it feel good. I knew this only because her talking became more of a squawking and gurgling sound than her sweet voice.  I was in heaven, pure ecstasy.

                She continued her assault for what seemed like hours and hours before I came to my senses. I was on the edge, so close it was ridiculous, but I guess she knew that too. “Someone likes this more than I do!” she giggled as I laughed at her devilishness inside.  But before I got the guts to say anything, my face was straddled and I was suffocating in delicious folds of a ‘Brazilian’ pussy.  She had gotten the treatment herself too!  Fuck. Yeah.

                For what seemed like days I ate her sweet prize out, I honestly thought that my car my get towed. Not sure how that came to mind of thought during all this, but it did. And so eventually I took off my goggles to see the most amazing pussy ever. Heaven on Earth.

                Now I took charge as I rolled her over me and onto her back on the massage chair. She squealed with anticipation. A few embarrassing fumbling attempts and I was in.  Her once sweet voice now dissipated and all that remained was a husky, deep voice of need and passion. I gave her everything she asked for, and more. I’d continue to write this story but I believe that sex is only as good as the real thing and it can’t be duplicated. So for now that’s it, I can’t continue to write this because I already blew my load just remembering that amazing day. That was last week. I go back in 2 more days J

 

All Feedback Welcome. This is a 100% true story.  Be gentle ;-)

               

 

 

               

 

“We had Jake for a several months; John and I were scrapping back and forth so we hadn’t been having quality sex for a while, and when he left for a surprise job there was only time for a short kiss, and a ‘hurry back’ and he was gone. It was a welcome brake; we were having the long-term itches.” Joyce paused sipping her tea as a grin beamed from her face a long sigh as she gazed at Alice and began again, “I just finished roughhousing with Jake and walking him around. I bathed him brushed him, and put food out for him; I love taking care of him, Jake is like the child I never had.” Joyce took a sip and gazed into the cup.

 

Alice interrupted and softly quizzed, “Joyce why haven’t you had any children? Are you able?”

 

“Oh I can have kids in fact I’ve conceived several times. I just had abortions.” Joyce replied without the slightest tone of regret in her voice.

“You must have had a good OBG.” Alice complimented.

 

“Oh yes! She takes ‘very-gooood!’ care of me. I helped her girl kick drugs and she has stayed clean.” Joyce explained adding. “It is my preferred form of birth control; I think it is better than the pill, and more reliable. I’ve been too occupied with the clinic and the hospital and now… well now I don’t want to. I want to be free for a while I am still on a leave of absence.” Joyce’s eyes scanned the kitchen glanced out the window and back to Alice while she spoke.

 

“I’m glad I had mine; I love them but I am also really glad they grew up independent, and moved out when they did, being a single parent is not easy.”

 

“Well you did something right so many children never grow up and leave the nest, or they have kids and leave them behind with grams.” Joyce lauded as she placed her hand on Alice’s.

 

“Thank you I am not really sure what I did; but they have started their own lives and we are still friends, we talk all the time. Please back to your story.” Alice coaxed.

 

“I noticed that Casey was coming into heat and ‘Jake’ was starting to sniff at her butt. It looked like the mating dance was starting, so I locked Casey in the dog run to separate them. I don’t want any pups around either; Jake, Casey, and John are enough for me to take care of. Jake made a terrible fuss barking and whining. He looked at me then at Casey and back at me whining and pacing all the way around the run. It was good that the run was completely caged or Jake would have surely found a way in. The look was like ‘how could you’ you know that look you get when you take a toy away from a child when they misbehave. I chuckled to myself as I wondered off to my favorite spot.”

 

“It can be windy and cold but if the sun was out this place is always warm. I stripped and lay out on the soft grass. All my chores were done. I was in estrous as well; and just like Casey I was really in the mood for sex too because it had been a while since the last time. The sun was so hot I drifted to sleep right away. I was dreaming about making love, it was so real I could feel a penis inside me. I was stirred awake by Jake’s muffled barks as he sat at the trailhead looking right at me; panting with his tongue flailing from side to side as he licked his chops. I froze as I caught sight of his dark red dick poking out from his black haired sheath. I could see it dripping; it would squirt when he barked. I was more shocked at how aroused I was becoming.”

 

“I felt a hard stone in my belly as the muscles behind my clitoris tightened and my heart started beating so hard I could barely breathe. Jake started dancing around acting like he wanted to roughhouse. I couldn’t move or talk I just lay there trembling; I could feel staccatoed squirts of urine as I started to panic. As arousal started to replace my panic I started thinking about a client I saw for several months she had loved their family pet a dog in every way she claimed the sex with Red was better than with any man; and so the thoughts of myself and Jake, myself and how amorously my client talked about her k-nine lover, how alone I was, and how much I wanted to have sex. I moaned as I looked and saw his dick again I felt my labia swell and turn hot. His cock looked bigger around and more of it was exposed, I could see Jake’s knot had swelled inside his sheath.”

 

“As wet as I was becoming I am sure Jake took my scent more than the look on my face or my moaning as an invitation and pranced over sniffing and snorting and licking his chops. He started dancing all around me jumping, spinning, and doing a growling whiny bark just like when we roughhouse. I was still unable to move until he stuffed his nose right into my pussy sniffed and snorted. God how electrifying that was; I yelled and jumped to my feet.”

 

“I started to run off when he jumped onto me and knocked me to the ground and held me there with his paws while he licked my face. I was so surprised, scared, and dazed and still very much in denial of my roiling passion welling up inside me. When Jake started prancing around again; I flipped over, and tried to crawl away he quickly mounted me I screamed out from surprise. I was in a dazed panic and yet I realized I was becoming passionately engaged; so much so I just gasped unable to catch my breath. I spun out from underneath him and stood up; I was too dizzy to move and like he did with you he took a mouth full of my hair as he jumped up pulled me to the ground, and held my head to the ground while he moved on top pinning, me with his paws. He kept switching his paws on my shoulders and thighs; holding me to the ground and spreading my legs wider and wider, while he licked me head to foot, giving my whole body a tongue bath. Oh Alice I will never forget how my insides roiled and quaked or how my urine squirted when my muscles squeezed tightly when his tongue swept across my nipples and. When his ministrations focused on my genitalia I began exploding with multiple orgasms; my juices gushed all over Jake’s head and face his lapping sounded like he was drinking from his water bowl. God Alice he drinking up as much as he could.”

 

“I was exciting to him; to Jake I was an amorous and willing mate and he was right. I looked at him and saw how much his cock had grown and it looked so very hard I knew then he wanted me; he wanted to mate with me, and all those doggie kisses began to feel surprisingly good. I was being seduced and I loved it, I gave in to my torrid arousal. I started to open my mouth to take in a deep breath; well that’s when he frenched me the first time. I felt his tongue slide deep into my throat; I gagged and coughed his tongue out. I couldn’t stop myself from peeing, while Jake softly licked my face. I felt his essence dripping all over me and all I wanted was for him to kiss me again and again so when his tongue swished past my lips I opened my mouth and in slithered that wonderful tongue in and out as if he were drinking from the back of my throat. God Alice it felt like he was licking at my anal tucks from inside my throat. I felt his teeth sliding along my cheeks as he covered my whole face with his jowls.”

 

“I was totally sweated my skin felt like it was in a pot of boiling water when I rolled over onto my knees; Jake mounted me instantly. I wanted to tease him like I had seen other dogs do during their mating dance so I spun out from underneath and lay on my back with my legs splayed. Jake started sniffing, snorting, and licking me all over from my face, my underarms, to my pussy and legs licking me with long slithering licks. ‘Oh…! God…!’ They were so arousing. I could feel my passions fruiting, and Jake drinking my sweet cream. With each slathery lick of his wonderful tongue my pussy quivered my abs convulsed, and my rectum danced; I thought my insides were going to squirt out, I couldn’t catch my breath and I felt like I was about to pass out.”

 

“Jake licked his way to my face, and stood there panting, and looking right into my eyes. I looked at his cock it was still hard and it looked so big I gasped ‘My God’ and in slipped his tongue my whole head was inside his jowls while his tongue undulated inside my throat. I was still being splattered with his essence when Jake pulled his tongue out and started sidling and making a muffled whiny barks and nudging my face I knew what he was saying so I rolled over onto my hands and knees. My God ached so bad I was trembling, weak, and dizzy as the world spun around; Jake was bouncing all around me when he mounted me backwards and started humping my head and spraying my hair. I just held still on my hands and knees. He climbed over me and again stuffed his nose into my anus, and began licking my swollen vaginal opening. His tongue was slathering all over my clitoris, labia, thighs and anus.”

 

“Jake’s tongue was electrifying as it slathered my buttocks, snaking between my thighs. I remember shouting ‘Oh God…! Oh God’ over and over as Jake’s tongue slithered up the inside of my thighs onto and around my vagina, across my anus. Every muscle tensed and relaxed again and again squeezing my juices out and Jake lapping them up. It felt like his tongue was going all the way into my vaginal canal and into my cervix and turning me inside out. I heard him growling deep in his throat as he licked, like I satisfied some deep-rooted thirst. I twisted to the side and caught sight of his face when he looked at me, it was glazed over with my creamy juices, there were long stringers dangling from his jowls and we were both sweated when Jake clumsily lumbered onto me.”

 

“I started gasping and grunting loudly from his weight as Jake climbed on shifting and shuffling his hot hairy body as he looked for the sweet spot. I felt his front legs gripping my waist tightly his front paws pushing into my thighs, his back paws prancing between and stepping on my legs and his hairy haunches rubbing my buttocks. I could hear him growling and grunting as he began humping, and probing me all over with his huge cock; with each thrust I found myself wishing that huge cock was being thrust into me. I was making guttural animal like noises as he kept probing and spraying my back side it was surprisingly painful when he bounced that hard dick off my clitoris, but it just made me crave penetration all the more.”

 

“I remember shouting ‘Oohh! God!’ and a violent shudder swept over me when the tip of his hot wet penis parted my labia and went part way in. With one powerful lunge Jake shoved that huge, hot, wet, cock with its monstrous knot all the way into me. It hurt so bad I saw stars and gagged several times; I screamed “Oouuuhhha! God! Damn it…!” I tried to buck him off, but that huge cock just went in deeper and he just gripped me tighter. A few spasmodic thrusts and Jake’s sperm started gushing into my vaginal canal. I could feel that hot cum flowing into my pussy and running down my legs and belly, and in a few short seconds it was over. I sagged on my hands and knees panting like a dog in heat; I was dazed by the power and ferocity of his thrusts. Shit it was over and it hadn’t even stopped hurting, and with a quick yank and a loud wet squelch out it plopped followed by a surging gush of urine.”

 

“I’ve never peed so hard; I just knelt there on my hands and knees peeing, as relief washed over me. I started to sob that cock was out of me and I felt so empty and unfulfilled oh how I wanted him to mount me again. Jake went back and forth licking his dick then my pussy, and back to his dick. I watched as he licked that huge magnificent cock and oh how I craved to feel that thing inside me again. He started feverishly licking all over my thighs and genitalia; I knew I was about to be mounted when he started slathering his tongue up my side and back down. God I could feel my vagina suck in and dilate as his tongue slathered over my clitoris again and again, with those long slathery licks. It was so wildly erotic every noise every movement was orgasmic!”

 

“I started trembling, gasping, and grunting loudly as Jake lumbered onto me shuffling and shifting his weight moving into the sweet spot he found. I remember growling as I strained to support his weight my breath caught in my throat when I felt that powerful thrusting jab and in popped that monstrous cock. I felt it throbbing and squirting and our juices mixing and then squeeze out past that cock and run down my legs as he pumped it inside me; I could feel that knot pounding against my vulva and his testicles bouncing on my thighs with his thrusts, and with a yank out it popped. Again and again Jake jabbed his cock into me work it for several thrusts and yank it out. It didn’t hurt this time it was positively delightful I enraptured lost in a cloud of lust loudly grunting and groaning while he humped me!’”

 

“Jake would hop off when I came close to climaxing and lick my vaginal opening making me cum explosively and then lick his cock when my climax subsided. It was like he knew I was going to cum and wanted to drink my cream; when I was through cumming from his snaking tongue he climbed back on shuffled into the sweet spot and lick my ear and cheek and just lay on top of me gripping my waist. I could feel his cock touching and spraying my labia he just slowly licked my neck, face, and ear, and then snaked his wonderful tongue over my shoulder and into my armpit, ‘God’ that felt good; I was liberated licentiously liberated. I was going to cum again, I could feel myself climbing higher and the ache in my groin throbbing and my heart was pounding loudly in my ears just from feeling tip of his cock teasing my labia. He put his nose in my hair. I could feel his hot breath gusting on my neck as Jake slid his turgid wet cock into me and pressed that huge knot tightly against my vulva. Jake started taking long fast strokes, running the full-length, tip to the knot, pistonning it inside me. He paused while keeping that knot pressed tightly against my opening I knew that he was taking his time that this time it would last.”

 

“He shifted his grip, and tightened it and with a sharp powerful jab popped that horrendous knot into me. This time it felt fantastically good. Jake started working it inside me farther and faster. I felt his hairy haunches pressing tightly against my buttocks. I felt his head arch back and Jake let out a loud groaning growl and dropped it to my shoulder. He started frantically grinding his haunches tightly against my buttocks and grunting with every thrust and with a suddenness he froze just his ensconced cock throbbing inside me, and Jake’s hot breath gusting on my neck. I shrieked like a child when he started his powerful thrusting; my body quaked as his hot hairy haunches pounded against my buttocks and with the same suddenness he stopped. Again and again as we both neared climax he would stop, teasing our thirst.”

 

“This time when he started licking my ear I knew that he was going to let go; I dug my fingers and toes into the ground as I braced myself when I felt Jake tighten his grip around my waste and shuffle his hind legs between my thighs pressing his hot hairy haunches tightly against my buttocks. I shuddered violently as he began lunging convulsively shoving his cock deep and his sperm started gushing out, and with a few short spasmodic thrusts it was over; I saw stars again only this time it felt wonderful, I was weak, and when he pulled it out I dropped to the ground exhausted. I didn’t cum like an orgasm; I was over whelmed by sensations ‘electrifying!’ sensations. I don’t remember how many times we mated that day; we mated into the night. Jake was like an amorous young man making up for lost time, and I… I was intensely aroused the whole night I loved every second.”

 

“It was when I lay down face up on this moss-covered log that I felt my animal lust turn to love for. He started bathing me with his tongue it felt so soothing and arousing as he worked his way up my belly across my breasts when he found his way to my armpit Jake started sniffing and licking as if he were drinking in my scent my whole body shivered and sweat formed. He side stepped as moved his head to my other side and pushed his nose into my hairy underarm taking in deep breaths though his nose. I felt that knot rolling over my pelvis I spread my legs wide and rocked my hips and held my vaginal opening in front of his sheath trying to engage his penis when he reached my mouth I opened and he slithered that wonderful tongue in the same moment he slipped his cock into me and my body orgasmed as that huge knot past through my opening. I wrapped my arms and legs around his huge hairy body and the two of us just quietly lay there feeling each other’s heart beating I didn’t put clothes on for three days. During those three days Jake never left my side and every time I got aroused Jake was there; or if he wanted me he just looked at my pussy and start licking her and I would get into position I love the feeling of being mounted and having that horrendous cock thrusting inside me. We use that log often it is the perfect height and shape for making love to face to face I think Jake is starting to prefer that position.”

 

“Ever since then we have been having a steamy love affair. Jake knows when I’m in estrous; he wants me and stays close by my side. We will mate more than a dozen times in those three days. He even acts discrete around John. I love him and he loves me. I feel that we are star-crossed; meant to be.”

 

“Oh Joyce that was a wonderful story. You think he was trained?”

“I am certain of it but still there is something magical about his tact that goes beyond any training!”

 

“We are star-crossed too. We were and are meant to be lovers.” Alice cooed as she squeezed Joyce’s hand.

 

“Yes. I am glad that we found each other Alice.”

 

“You know Jake is the first lover that we have shared. He can tell you are in estrous by your scent?”

 

“Oh…! Yes…! He smells me. Jake acts different when I am just wet from being aroused.”

 

“How do you mean?”

 

“I can be off somewhere gardening or just walking, and think of you or another memorable lover and get aroused. Here comes Jake swaggering up the trail that huge penis and tongue hanging out and flailing to his stride. He’ll give me a good licking and then a good fucking. When I’m in estrous Jake stays by my side. He watches my every move, reading my body language perfectly. He knows exactly what, how, and when to mate with me. I pretend that I’m ‘his bitch’; I even act like an animal, when I half to pee I just pee right there on the ground. The funny thing about that is Jake lumbers over and pisses on that spot too.”

 

“Joyce I’ve never heard you talk like that about your self.”

 

“There is nothing wrong with it. Dogs don’t have an… ‘EGO’ men have an ego. I do belong to Jake.”

 

“So it wasn’t my period that attracted him but the way I smelled when I was hot?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“And Casey what made her come on to me.”

 

“Oh she likes the taste of cum, male or female. She does a good of cleaning up after John leaves his healthy loads.”

 

“Do you think Jake is going to hit on me when I come into… estrous?”

 

“I don’t know you can’t be in a hurry to find out; but if it is a serious pounding you want I can put some of Casey’s scent inside you. That’s what I do when I want a more ardent mating from Jake. I think we should wait and see; you’re going to be here for a while.”

 

“God Joyce that sounds strangely fascinating and enticing. Have you ever wanted Jake to mate with Casey?”

 

“No. I won’t let Jake mate with her.”

 

“Why not?”

 

“I don’t want puppies. Any way I think Jake’s penis is much to big for her.”

 

“Yea I’m sure you are right.”

 

“Any way John, Jake, and Casey are enough for me to take care of.”

 

“I am sure you have plenty to do.” 

 

“Alice I was just outside your door when you were being mauled by Jake. I’m sorry for nosing but the sounds you two were making brought back wonderful memories of the first time we got together and the time that Jake and I became lovers. I had to watch while you were being mounted I became torridly aroused at the sight and sounds of your struggle. I knew you weren’t being hurt even though you thought you were. You realized like I did that it would have been easy to stop him if you ‘really…!’ wanted it stopped; like me you surrendered to your passion.”

 

“Yes. I wanted to scream rape at first, but it felt too good, so good it was scary. God I have never felt so panicky and desirous at the same time. But I do want Jake to do it again.”

 

“Oh… Alice there is plenty of Jake to go around. I’m sure we are going to have a remarkably wonderful time. But be careful I haven’t told John and I am not going to. I only told you, because we are so much alike and yet different. I had a fantastic fantasy ‘we had a threesome’ Jake mating with the both of us; I know the perfect place too.”

 

“God Joyce that is titillating; it sounds like… like ‘what are we waiting for’ fun, I am definitely game.”

 

“How much time do you have Alice?”

 

“I’ve given notice at the office. They know that I may not come back. I want to make some changes, and I don’t want to feel rushed.”

 

“Those are always good. Do you want to hang here at the farm?”

 

“Yes. Yes Joyce I do; I wanted to hear you ask. I want to stay with you for a while but only if you don’t mind.”

 

“Perfect timing I’ve been thinking of you and missing you; plus John is going to leave on a job that will last at least two maybe three weeks. John only knows that we are good friends, so we get the thrill of sneaking.”

 

“I’ve taken a first and a recall interview with my next boss. There are a few months before the position opens. So I have… we have time.”

 

“I value my solitude here on the island, while John is away on jobs.” Joyce affirmed, adding warmly, “Jake, Casey, and the other wild life are welcome distractions; ‘and you’ my friend, I am really glad to see you, stay as long as you like. ”

 

 Joyce rose and moved to the stove and asked, “Would you care for more hot water Alice?”

 

“Yes I would Joyce,” Alice smiled back and started to rise.

 

“Oh don’t get up I’ll bring it to you,” she giggled.

 

Joyce walked over, with the teapot, and from behind poured a fresh cup, placing her hand on Alice’s shoulder. She set the kettle on the pad standing close to her back gently put her other hand around her waste.

 

I felt her warm body moving onto mine slowly, gently moving her hands and arms along mine, until I was embraced. Oh I was starting to melt in the arms of my favorite lover. God she was making me hot. I knew it was going to feel, ‘Oh…! So…! Good!’ Joyce began kissing me under my ear, up behind it, and leaving her cheek on mine; quietly, warmly, whispered, “I love you Alice. I am so very glad to be with you, I have missed you.”

 

I leaned my head back into her breasts quietly felt her kissing me about the neck, fondling my breasts, rubbing my nipples with her thumbs. Tears welled in my eyes I tenderly whispered, “God! How you make me feel so loved Joyce, so much like a woman in love.” I sat there feeling Joyce holding me, so tenderly yet firm.

 

Joyce looked up at the clock and said, “What do you say to helping me get the meal ready, for the boys, if you’re not too tired. We have enough time to go upstairs, and fool around. The boys won’t be back for a few hours. Dinner is supposed to be late.”

 

“OH! Yes; yes that sounds like ‘the’ plan. How can I help?” saying with a warm wet smile. I was ready for Joyce’s sweet attentions.

 

“Get the veggie drawer from the fridge, I’ll get the cutting boards and knives,” Joyce gleefully directed.

 

We washed, sliced, chopped, and piled the veggies. We put the sauces out, started the steaks marinating, and opened the wine so it could breathe. Dinner was ready, so with a swish, off to the playroom giggling like little girls, and stripping our clothes off as we bounded up the stairs.

 

I was eager to feel the touches of my favorite girl friend and lover. My pussy was tingly with anticipation my nipples were already hard. Once in the room we took turns kissing, hugging, and melting away in each other’s arms, with flaming passion licking at our souls.

 

Joyce’s warm tender kissing made my head swim, my knees got weak and Joyce laid me across the bed, resting her hand just on my belly, while kissing me about my face. She is so intuitive with my seduction; each move leading to the next, all heightening my arousal, never staying to long or going to deep. She slid me to the center of the bed as she lay down beside, tenderly nibbled my ear while twiddling my nipple. She fondled my every little thing perfectly, with her fingers, tongue, and even her body caressed me. 

 

Joyce’s large hot body consumed mine, as she moved over me, god how I love feeling her weight upon me. My legs fanned wide and I tilted my hips, as she kissed my mouth coaxing it open with her fingers. I felt her tongue slide in, along mine, and roll about, slowly touching, tenderly fondling my teeth, gums, the folds of my cheeks, and tongue.

 

I could feel her juices spill out on my belly while she kissed my, mouth, my eyes, my cheeks, and sucked on my throat, sliding her tongue up and around my ear. I could feel my own juices welling up, oozing out, and pasting my panties to my fanny. I opened my mouth for a breath of air. I got one breath as Joyce again slid her tongue deep into my throat rolling from side to side probing every inch. She started rubbing her wet ‘wet’ pussy all over me I could feel her hard nipples brush me as she moved. I was getting lathered both from my friends fruit, and my own.

 

An ache, was starting again deep, in my stomach, it began to explode, when Joyce placed her hot mouth on my hard nipple, and twirled the other with her finger. Her other hand soon slid down my side caressing all the way to elastic band of my panties. With a skillful and precise movement slid in between my panties and liner with out pulling a hair or pinching the skin, and began to fondle my clitoris; teasing my vaginal opening, causing the labia to tingle and swell. It was like I hadn’t had any sex at all. I began yearning for sexual release. My vaginal muscles started convulsing and my breathing began to race. There was no straining or aching, no fear. I love Joyce and I knew she was going to milk my sweet cream, making me cum. Joyce was playing with me, and coaxing one very satisfying climax.

 

Joyce skillfully worked her first two fingers slowly penetrating my vaginal opening. Her thumb pressed my clitoris against her finger, stirring them together; pressing pulling probing never going to deep she knew just exactly where to stop. My heart was again pounding in my ears Joyce pulled her tongue out as I began to gasp, panting so. Quickly I climbed to the top of a climactic waterfall. My vagina was dilated wide, my juices flooding, out around her probing fingers, in a passing moment, I cried out “Oohh…! God! Oohh! God! Uuuhhhg! Phew. The orgasm washed over me in waves. Joyce stopped moving all together lying quietly, feeling my cream run out forming a pool. I looked into her eyes reached for her head and pulled her to my face and gave her a deeply passionate slow kiss thanking her. She knows exactly, what to do for me. I know she loves me and I love her. We lay there half-asleep for a long time. She started to get up I held onto her.

 

Joyce, said, “It’s my turn tomorrow, Lay there and rest, I’m going to start dinner. I can here the boys landing, sounds like they caught some fish.”

 

“Joyce you are my very mostest bestest friend I could hope to find.”

 

“Alice…I love you…I’m glad…we found each… other.” Joyce cooed between kisses, got up and headed for the door.

 

“Joyce… wait… If Jake is attracted to us when we are aroused; then why wasn’t he here?”

 

“He knows when he is needed. Do you need him?” Joyce ask coyly.

 

“Oh no I am satisfied. You do it goooodah!” Alice cooed dreamily.

 

“Any way I would bet Jake is out terrorizing the rabbit population; he really loves eating them poor little guys, almost as much as he loves eating pussy.” We both roared with laughter at her comparison.

 

Joyce is so kind we’ve been friends for years, I lay there thinking how long we’ve been friends, and how much we have been through, and shared. How she helped me back from a drug induced insanity. I lay there replaying the day; the drive and boat ride, renewing our dear friendship, always a wonderful feeling, especially nice with the island retreat. Jake raping me and really liking it; and how it really hurt at first but then it really felt good really good! I knew I was going to do it again we were going to do it together; I was so very glad to know Joyce was more than okay with it.

 

Alice sensed eyes on her as she lay on the bed, half-asleep. She was not alone, when she opened her eyes and looked she saw Steve looking on with a wet grin on his face. “Come here you fearless hunter, and give me a kiss.” Alice beckoned. He neared and leaned over and kissed me, lifted his head turned away, and came right back and gave her a more than passing kiss, “Hey you, sit a bit, tell me a fish story.” Alice urged.

 

“There is a fisherman on a boat with a poll in one hand, the other in ice chest, he was about to open another cooler, when a thought of you entered his mind.”

 

“That’s not much of a story.” I teased, “What did you think of?”

 

“You and how much you mean to me, ‘How’, nice it is to have you around, and how I wanted to save the last cooler for you,” He responded with a smile.

 

“How sweet, it’s just, you know I don’t like coolers.” Alice whined and pouted, till she noticed a grin form on his face.

 

He leaned to her ear, and whispered, “I know, I’m not to drunk to enjoy a little fooling around before dinner.”

 

“I’m having my period now,” Alice whispered wanting to keep her pants on to hide Jake’s scent and then twittered, “but I can still help you out sailor.” as she reached for Steve’s belt to unbuckle it relieved that he didn’t resist. She pulled his pants open to find a nearly hard dick bobbing with his heartbeat. A bead of precum formed in the hole, and dripped down the side of his shaft, before she could get it in her mouth. Alice wrapped her fingers around his helmet and squeezed it, then let it pop from between her fingers and watch it bob then grabbed it again. This time when she let it pop, a large stringer of precum sprang out, and Alice caught it with her tongue and sucked right down.

 

Every time she teased his dick Steve would sigh heavily. Alice started working the thick fleshy skin behind the head with her fingers, and the cum tube with her thumb and started suckling the slit circling it with tongue, getting it wet with his precum and her spit. Alice slowly slid her mouth down his semi hard penis, feeling it flex as she suckled.

 

Steve’s penis was fully erect when it hit the back of my throat and the images of Jake mounting me, exploded in my mind, and my heart leapt into my throat. I kept on milking it with my thumb at the base; I love to feel his penis pulse in my hand and mouth as I squeeze it, milk it, and suck it and drink the precum spilling into my mouth with each flex. As Steve’s seminal fluids coated my throat the memories of Jake were so real I could feel his sperm gushing into my vagina and his hot hairy haunches pounding against my buttocks and the sounds we made echoed in my ears.

 

Steve’s dick isn’t big, though there is enough to do the job, his sack hangs loosely, and his testicles are really big. He can deliver a large load of sperm. I’ve been with a lot of men, and none of them come close, to the amount Steve delivers.

 

I pulled him into bed shifting his pants a little lower, and looser, so I could get right on down to some good ole deep throating. I could feel his dick become rock hard, as I started sliding the full length of his penis into my mouth and down my throat; working it from the head to the hilt keeping it inside my mouth. I could feel little squirts of precum as I tongued his canal and rubbed it with my thumb, and milking it with my lips as I drew back following them with my hand up the rigid penile shaft to his soft fleshy helmet, milking the canal and soft skin below the head, again the images of Jake softly licking my ear and his hot breath gusting across my neck drifted into my mind.

 

 I let Steve’s penis pop out my mouth and he gasped and fidgeted, and I watched it throbbing from the shock. I started working his dick again, I could feel his arousal rings forming on his shaft, under the skin, I popped it out again this time he groaned and his whole body flexed, I watched his precum change from clear and runny to milky and thick as it was mixing with sperm. I started giving his balls a good licking and firmly dragging my teeth across his scrotum giving the skin some serious biting.

 

Steve was making a lot of noise now almost yelling, writhing to my every touch. I slobbered enough to wet his anus, so I could work my finger in and start milking the shaft from inside as well as outside, with my free hand. I knew sucking just the head, made him crazy. I could tell he was close as his anus squeezed and released, squeezed and released. Gripping my finger tighter and faster, so I stopped, and waited for him to settle, and get soft just a bit. I loved to tease it, and him.

 

His juice was streaming out now and getting thick. He was starting to tremble; his dick was pulsing with every little flick. I was working his penis deeper into my throat. I started short twisting strokes with my hand. My lips and tongue worked the head of his dick. I felt the arousal rings along his rock hard shaft, while taking longer deeper strokes firmly running my thumb along his distended canal.

 

With a sudden lunge and gasp a flood of cum filled my mouth spilling out onto my cheeks and shot down my throat. I couldn’t swallow fast enough. Sperm was squirting in huge floods of hot milky white cum flowed through my tightly closed lips onto my fingers and his belly. I waited a little while with his hard penis flexing in my mouth releasing small squirts swallowing them as I could. I licked his belly my fingers and his dick clean, and swallowed all that was left. His dick was still hard so I slipped my mouth back over it and down the shaft letting the head throb against the back of my throat. We lay there quietly savoring the experience. I love feeling the throbbing slow and the penis soften as though melting and the image of Jake’s limp body draped across my back filtered in and the sloshing squelch his cock made as he yanked it out.

 

“That was wonderful honey, I finely feel like I’m on leave; between car trouble, and traffic, I was starting to think we weren’t going to get away.” He teased quietly. “I think it must be feeding time at the zoo, I am really hungry?” Steve remarked.

 

“I think you’re right, we have steak and veggies, I helped Joyce put it together.” Alice bragged, coyly adding, “Joyce put together a heavenly dessert.”

 

We jumped up went to the shower, and washed up a bit. We both had to go pee, and I had to put on new panties and liner. We wanted to help with the dinner preparations. It was the first time in a while; we were all able to line up our vacations. The first time in a while we were all together at the island, and we were all looking forward to this break.  

 

End Chp 2

I am sorry for the delay in posting as I thought I had posted it and was waiting for it to show up but the long delay was my first and only clue.

I hope that you have had as much fun reading this story as I have had writing it. Chp. 3 is in the final editing phase and should be ready soon.

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When he came out, I offered him coffee and he smiled again. I could help but rub my legs while standing and playfully move my hand over breast. I have always remained faithful to my husband whom I loved but this feeling of lust was overpowering me. I was a virgin when I got married and after a year of marriage I wanted to learn more and was being regular to porn and the more I watched the more I got addicted. My husband could rarely pleasure me and I was taking care of things with my own hands for a while but I never cheated on him! But that man aroused me in a different way. May be because he was so big and I felt that he could tear me apart!

While he sat on the only sofa, I made the coffee. I tried to clear my mind of the dirty thoughts. Finally I felt calm and was eager to see him off but I couldn't be rude, I felt, so I took the coffee to him.

Because the place was still messy I sat pretty close to him on the sofa. He took a couple of sips and put the cup down and looked at me and smiled. I felt scared all of a sudden but before I could think again he jumped on me! and slapped me hard. My head started spinning while he lifted me up and took me to a clearing and put me down. Screaming would bring disgrace to me I thought and whispered "please don't do anything!"

"Too late! You should not have been so suggestive back then. I know you wanted it. Now I want it too. Even if you have changed your mind, I haven't" he said and sat on me and slapped me again and put on a piece of ducttape on my mouth and tied my hands with the tape also Then he took of my tanks and tongued my right nipple while he rubbed the left one with his finger. I was afraid and pleasured at the same time! His hands were strong and rough and just the way I wanted. My nipples hardened straight away and he slid down my skirt and turned me around. I felt helpless. He used his hand slowly to take off my thongs and was caressing my buttcheeks with the fingers. It tingled and unwillingly my legs spread. He turned me around again. I saw him unzipping his pants and saw the little time it bought me and tried to stand up and run he was too fast and too strong and held me back with one hand while he took his pants off with another.

"I don't want to hit you anymore you know!" he sounded stern and I stood still. Next he put me down and spread my legs and I felt a true fear and started to squirm away but his thick long penis caught my eyes and I stopped. Our eyes met and I felt the terror again but he pinned me down with his hands, used his legs to pin down my legs and put his penis inside my vagina. It was big, hard, warm and throbbing and it hurt a lot. His penis was truly very big.

I did not want him to take me and I tried to fight but he started licking my nipples again with his penis inside me and my body started to give away. My hips wanted to move in a rhythm as his warm penis throbbed inside me and all of a sudden he was moving. When I felt him move I started to move my hips too; something that never happened with my husband. The thrusts came harder and I could feel my inside welcoming him more and more. He spat on his hand and rubbed my nipples with hands as he thrusted his penis inside me. All of a sudden he pulled open the duct tape from my mouth and I could hear myself moaning. But he stopped before I climaxed and took himself out and I was cut short. The twisted smile covered his mouth again and he lied down and put me on top of him. I let out a scream as I mounted but then he moved my hips with his hand and in no time I felt ecstatic and it continued for a long time as he moved me on him and then all of a suddent he pushed me down and gave one strong thrust and I could feel my inside becoming full and I liked it. I loved it.

"Here is my number." He put down a card "I enjoyed it. We can try something new next time."

With my vagina warm I picked up the card and realized that a wall was broken. I could never be what I was before. It was time to make my fantasies come true.