John took in another deep breath, realizing he had started dozing off. He felt a breeze come through the window behind the setting sun, and it was a bit cool, especially since he still had a bit of sweat on his chest. He looked over at the clock on the mantle and watched the display change to 8:45 PM. Samantha, his wife, had taken the swing shift in the pharmacy in the hospital. John wasn’t sure, but suspected she had taken it to avoid him, the spark had faded from their love life.
As many couples do they attempted to have a baby to save their marriage. While it lessened tensions a bit because most attention went to the baby, it didn’t change the fact that she avoided sex with him most of the time. It wasn’t for lack of attraction, both John and Samantha had taken to the gym, as many sexless married people do. Something has to be done to get out the frustration. Three years in to having a child Samantha was in the best shape of her life, and became very distant. John was almost certain she was having an affair and had taken to jacking off a lot. For a while at least.
John felt his lover stir next to him and settle back against his side. He rolled his face onto the top of her head, smelling the sweet scent of strawberries and guava from her shampoo and body fragrance. It was a nice contrast to the thick smell of cum and other bodily juices that filled the air. John shifted just a hair to get more comfortable. He couldn’t even feel his penis. It had been a long time since he had cum hard enough to deaden all the nerves in his cock. He sure had missed it. He decided to let himself doze another hour or so before giving his lover a ride home. He would also need to change the sheets and air out the room before Samantha got home at 3:00 AM.
As John let himself fall back into his doze his thoughts drifted back to how he got here. It was about 18 months after their son James was born that Samantha went back to work. Soon after she turned frigid in the bedroom, but had stepped it up for her appearance. She worked off the baby weight and then some, started working hard on her hair and piling on the makeup. She hadn’t made that much effort in years and at first it excited John, until he realized she had little interest in him. It was like before they had James. Having a baby hadn’t fixed anything, and it was beyond frustrating.
John was a jingle writer, and only really worked about 5 hours a day in his studio just a few blocks away. He had tried working from home but it just didn’t work, he couldn’t focus the same. His wife would care for the baby in the early morning before heading to work and John would sleep, and would work in the evening after his wife returned home. That worked for a while, and basically kept them apart, which seemed to be Samantha’s desire.
As James hit two years old and wasn’t in need of constant over the top attention, Samantha decided she wanted to work the swing shift while James slept and then have John care for him in the mornings. She could have time with him in the afternoon while John worked. But soon enough she was too tired she said to do all her motherly duties and they agreed to employ a sitter for the afternoons a few days a week.
After a little research they decided to hire a girl in the neighborhood who a few families used and were very happy with. She was a straight A student who would dedicate herself to watching the kid and spend the downtime studying and was also lauded for being a healthy type and would make meals as such and cleaned up as well. She charged more than most but still less than a service so we contacted her. Her name was Susie and had just gotten her driver’s license that very weak and could drive herself and the baby in an emergency.
They met with Susie and agreed on a Mon, Wed, Fri schedule and she let them know she was available on weekends as well with advance notice. She was a cute little number. Her mother was Cambodian, a refugee from a number of years back, her dad was Italian and had met her mother while serving in the military. He brought her home and Susie was the fruit of their loins. She was about 5 foot 1, had black hair that went to her waist, it was naturally flat and had great shine. She had skin color that was a mesh of her parents, for a light brown hue. She had a very petite frame, almost no breasts to speak of. She was fairly athletic though the clothes she wore were very proper, and showed little.
She turned out to be as good as advertised and they all settled into a good rhythm. Over the next 8 months they fell into routine and John and Samantha only saw each other for an hour or so a day. It wasn’t a very fulfilling situation but at least they didn’t fight and with her working full time and he working on his commercial jingles, at least money was becoming loose for the first time in ages. The biggest pitfall for John was that he got almost no feminine attention. He was starting to consider getting a prostitute, but hated the thought of fucking a dirty whore.
It was a early summer Wednesday when Susie arrived at the house, the grill on her car was mashed in and there was a bit of smoke coming out. She was all flushed when she got to the house. It was the first hot day of the season, the mercury was topped out at 98 and when Susie came through the door, she was sweating a lot. She was wearing skimpy clothing for the first time that John have ever seen, while not suggestive at all, she was wearing flip flops, short grey shorts and pink tank top.
“Oh man! I can’t believe it!” She said with her flushed cheeks against her browned skin. John couldn’t help but notice how well her breasts filled out her top. She had a medium b cup size. Of course her tiny petite frame was still under 5 feet and it made her breasts look very healthy. The sweat line on her top went all across the top of her cleavage. John had never seen her chest that exposed but knew they had grown considerably from last Thanksgiving when he had inadvertently seen down her top when she bent over to pick James up. At this rate, she could end up with massive breasts on that little body.
“What happened Susie? What is wrong?” John asked.
“I got hit by this stupid old lady and she just drove off. I called my insurance but since dad is out of work and mom can only find part time they bought the high deductible plan and I don’t have $1000 to cover it. Now it is starting to smoke and I am worried about driving. If I can’t drive I can’t baby sit and can’t make any money.”
“Oh my gosh, that is so terrible. You know, I know a guy in town, grab your keys and I will grab James and you follow me. We will get it figured out.”
Soon their two cars made their way to Jimmy’s Car Spa, and Jimmy, being a old high school buddy of John’s agreed to let Susie pay in installments over the next few months and even had a loaner she could use for the next few days while he fixed it. Susie was so thankful and happy and John felt great about being able to help her.
On Friday John got a call from Jimmy and was told the total repair would be about $1300. John told Jimmy not to run her insurance so her rate wouldn’t go up and paid her bill in full. He had the money and thought nothing of the expenditure, and Susie had been as good as promised. A great sitter, cooked enough to take care of some of the family dinners and was such a good kid who had a bright future.
Jimmy must have called Susie because on Friday afternoon she turned up in her car instead of the loaner. She popped through the door wearing a spaghetti string purple top and black adidas gym shorts with white stripes and her flip flops. She burst through the door with tears in her eyes.
“Oh my gosh, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you . . . ” she exclaimed running up to John and wrapping her arms around his neck and gave him a big kiss on the lips.
“Haha, don’t worry about it Susie, you have been wonderful for us, it was the least I could do.”
“No you really don’t understand, the fridge just went kaput at the house and my parents needed my money to get a new one and I was telling them I had to spend it on the car but then got the call from Jimmy and. . . . you are the greatest guy in the world!”
She popped up on her toes again for another kiss. John looked into her wet eyes, the look of admiration was intense and John felt his ears getting red. He hadn’t had a woman look at him like that in a long time, and he was never that smooth with the ladies.
Susie got back on her feet and hugged him tight for a bit and John hugged her back. He didn’t mean to but the feel of her perky firm breasts against his chest and the lithe curve of her back and he felt his neglected penis swelling immediately. He thought her had broken the embrace fast enough but he hadn’t. Even as he stepped back it was obvious Susie had noticed because her eyes were staring at his crotch.
John couldn’t stop it from chubbing up, he hadn’t felt feminine attention since his son had been born. There was a lot of pent up cum in his balls and his penis had jumped at the attention.
.
“Oh my gosh! Totally!”
Susie dove onto her knees and with one yank had pulled his shorts and boxers down. His 7 inch cock was thickening and bounced back up from the shorts, and was jiggling in front of her face.
“Susie, what are you do–” John stammered as he felt the his body wedged into the kitchen corner.
Susie lunged forward and grabbed his cock, sending a jolt through him. Her fingers so soft and dainty with glitter nail polish. John’s eyes widened like dinner plates as he watched her lean in.
“I suck on it right?” It was more rhetorical than literal and Susie popped her mouth around his unit and began to suck and tongue his penis.
“Oh. . oh Jesus! Shit Susie. What are you . . . oh god!” John knew he should push her away, this was wrong. But it had been so damn long. So long since he had felt any pleasure from a female. He couldn’t pull his eyes away from watching her lips pull away from her face as she pulled back on his cock, and the hungry slobbery way she went back down on it.
She could only get about 3/4 of it in her mouth and her technique was a joke. She built no rhythm, she didn’t use pressure right, she didn’t tease his cock or balls with her hands, she really had no idea what she was doing down there, but when a cock has been ignored for so long.
Just for a few seconds, John told himself. A few seconds became 10, then 30, then 50. The slobbering sounds of Susie’s messy blowjob sounded like music in John’s ears. Suddenly the sensation stopped.
“Is this right? This is how Tiffany did it.” Said Susie before inhaling John’s cock again. John wanted to instruct her help her out but he was at a complete loss as what to say. Those inexperienced 16 year old lips and mouth were getting an A for effort while a D in execution.
“Ooooh-ooh! Ah shit Susie. Ok, ok, ok we’re gonna . . . hah! Susie! Shit!” John grabbed her hair behind her head and gripped tight. He felt his balls aching, they were ramping up for the finale and there was plenty of gooey cream filling coming for his young babysitter.
“Hmmmm?” Hummed Susie as John’s head fell back.
“Ugh, ugh, Suzzzzzzz, oh fuck!” He came. He really came!
“Mmmm! NnnnnnnnN!” Susie protested as the first taste of salty cum poured into her mouth. The pour didn’t stop, John’s balls were the bluest in the world and they took advantage of this opportunity. The second and third squirts were as voluminous as the first.
“Aannnngh! Ruuoah! Shit Suzie . . YES! Ugh!” John held her firm despite her hands on his thighs trying to pull back until he had emptied his full load in her young mouth. At least a full cup and a half had jettisoned out of him and coated her mouth and forced its way down her throat and out the sides of her lips. John finally let go of his teenage dream and slumped against the kitchen cabinets.
“Holy fuck baby. Oohh. Oh shit.” John was slurring his words. He couldn’t believe how fast he had come. The whole scene couldn’t have taken more than 2 minutes, tops.
Susie pulled back, coughing and a huge glob of John’s cum spilled out of her mouth and onto her shorts and thighs. Finally she cleared her throat.
“Ew, what is all of that?”
“Whazz iz wha?” Asked John, totally spent.
“What is all that stuff? It’s gross.”
“It’s. . . it’s cum, or semen. How do you not know what it is? What did you think was going to happen when you. . . . when you sucked on my. . my. . .my . . .”
“I sucked on it because a couple of months ago I went to my friend Jane’s house and we walked into the kitchen and saw her sister Tiffany doing that with the guy who came to fix the dishwasher. We watched her do it for like 5 minutes and then, well he made a lot of noises like you did. They didn’t know we watched and when we asked Tiffany about it later she said that it is the one thing you can do to a guy that they like more than anything and that he gave her a discount. I . . . I thought I would do that for you to thank you.” Susie said, getting to her feet.
John wrung his hand over his face, trying to snap out of the daze his orgasm had put him in. “Yyyyeah she was right, guys do like that. But Susie you shouldn’t have done that. Sex is supposed between a man and his wife.”
“That was sex? I thought sex was when the guy put it in, well down there.” Susie said, confused.
“Well yeah, that is sex, but sucking on, or really doing anything with a man’s penis is sexual. It all gives pleasure.” John said, finally sobering up from his orgasm hangover.
“So did I give you pleasure?”
“Yes, a lot, but Susie, you can’t do that with older men.”
“Why?”
“Because I could get in a bunch of trouble for what you did.”
“But I did it, not you.” She said indignant.
“Doesn’t matter, I would get in trouble. Yes, you did it right, but please don’t ever do any of that stuff again until you are older ok?” John said sternly, just now realizing how out of hand the situation could get.
“Are you, you. . . mad a me?” Susie said, her bottom lip trembling and her eyes watering.
“No, no.” John reached out and hugged her for a minute then held her out in front of him. “It’s just . . . Susie, I should not have . . . I should have, uh, not have let you do that.”
“Then why did it get bigger? I felt it grow.”
“Well after James was born, Samantha and I . . . . you know what, this is all going to be a bit beyond you and you don’t need to think about these things. Look, I am not mad at you, I am mad at myself for going along. I am very embarrassed. All I can do is beg you not to tell on me. I am so ashamed . . .I. . . I”
“I won’t tell anyone. I only did it because you were so nice to me. Can we just pretend nothing happened?” She asked, blinking her big brown eyes at John. It was music to his ears.
“Yes, I think that would be our best course of action. I would hate to lose you Susie, you are just wonderful with James. Tell you what, here is the money for tonight, go ahead and take the rest of the night off, I will skip on work today.” John gave her her sitting fee and she gave him a quick hug, apologized again for what happened and left.
John sat on the couch, still trying to understand what had just happened. He couldn’t believe it, he had just dumped a load of his semen into Susie’s gullet. Just thinking about it .
. . .
John pushed his shorts down and jacked off his already hardening cock, closing his eyes and remembering the look of Susie’s lips and eyes as she gave her first blow job.
Susie was good to her word and John was to his and the next three months passed without incident. Well, at least between them sexually. But John couldn’t forget it. Not even for a day. He had rubbed his cock raw a few times remembering her. Unable to get any relief from his wife, he found himself jacking it daily. He tried to limit it to the shower or his office. But he always gave it a tug at the office. Seeing her before he left the house was too much. Especially with her continuing to develop. Her thighs thickened a bit, the line of her quads, curving her stems. Her breasts had added enough heft that they were just a bit less perky, but all the more full.
Then she began to talk of a boyfriend. John found he was very jealous. He had no idea who the kid was, but the thought of some pimple faced, goofy, awkward emo putting his hands on Susie, his tongue in her mouth, his penis in . . . . John wouldn’t finish the thought. Every morning when he woke he had a morning wood and a mental picture of her. He had started to memorize his favorite outfits, The innocent ones that still allowed to much for a man’s imagination. Every day she wasn’t coming over to watch James, John would feel depressed all day. He waited for those 15 minutes to see her, memorize her face and her frame, so that he could imagine gaining carnal knowledge while he masturbated in his studio.
Soon after Susie’s Dad got a better job with good health insurance. Not long after her Mom was able to work part time and Susie could finally keep her baby sitting money. She began to talk about how much she wanted a designer purse like some girls at school. She had dreams of a large sized Chanel Reissue, but those ran about $2500, so she was hoping to save up $500 for a convincing knockoff her friend had spied. From that John’s scheme was hatched. Even after he had everything in place, he kept chickening out. He knew what he wanted, what he needed, what he must have, but reality is easier than fantasy. Until August 14th. It was an anniversary. It had been exactly 1 year since he had had sex. Coitus sex. Obviously it had been more like 80 days since he had gotten feminine attention.
He was ready, Samantha was already at work and would be for the next 9 hours of her 12 hour shift. He grabbed the blank paper bag and put it in the corner under the cupboards. He was having his usual chit chat with Susie, wondering, like he did each time if she thought about having blown him and swallowed his cum every time she saw him like he did. He waited till she was distracted emptying her backpack and asked nonchalantly,
“So what kind of bag do you want to get? A Channel?” Susie who was still emptying her backpack was wearing a thin knit white shirt, over the head style, which ended just above the waistline of her skirt. The skirt was a light blue and made of a very soft and thin material, hanging off of her and outlining her constantly expanding ass. Even just in the last three months John could see the curve in her lower back, the jut of her modest but improving derriere, the swelling of her breasts. She was still petite, but a more womanly petite. She was wearing slight heeled tan sandals and her hair was pulled up from the sides and held by a clasp where it fell back into the rest of her hair, straight and draping over her shoulders. Her body was tanned from the summer, darkening her beige skin to a firm chocolate brown. She had on light blue lipstick and blue fingernails. An image of a blue smear on his dick made the still flaccid organ jump a hair.
“Yeah, the Chanel Reissue, it is this special anniversary addition. John pulled the bag out and set it on the counter and reached in, pulling out the large size burgandy bag.
“Does it look like this?” John asked. Susie looked up and stared for a good ten seconds.
“Why . . . why do you have one of those?” She croaked hoarsely.
“Or does it look more like this? And he pulled out a second back, this one white with brown trim and markings.
“Holy cow. They are gorgeous.” Susie said as she walked like a zombie over to the bags.
“So these are the types you were referring to?”
“Mmmm. Yeah . .. . see . . . . oh.” Susie came around to John’s side of the counter to get a closer look. She was positioned right in front of him, bent slightly at the waist, her ass practically presented to him. John swallowed hard. He clenched and unclenched his hands, trying to quell the beast growing within him. He planned to go slow, to seduce her. But right now it was all he could do to not ram her up against the counter top and take her fertile pussy for his own.
John heard a coo from James, sitting on the floor in the adjacent living room, playing with his playskool toys. John looked over and thought to himself, thank god even as a witness he couldn’t say anything. John stepped just a bit closer and smelled her hair quietly. His mouth watered, his penis was aching, the position in his khaki shorts preventing it from sticking out and getting fully erect, which it wanted so badly to do.
“Do you want them?” John said in low gravely voice.
Susie turned slowly, John very close. “Um . . . well, . . of course I want one. I have been talking about it.”
John put one hand on her left onto the counter, the other he slid two fingers down the side of her face. “I really want to give them to you.” He said.
His fingers curved around her cheek and slowly over her lips as he continued, “As long as I am sure you will . . . thank me . . . again.” His eyes were staring right into hers.
“Uh .. . . .oh! Ha ha. Um, well . . . I . . . I would, but I am dating Tommy and I probably shouldn . . . ”
“Why? Are you giving him blowjobs? Are you having sex with him?” John said intensely.
“N–nno! No. Just kissing. You told me I should wait . . . . .remember?”
“You’re soooo . . . . pretty. . . ” John said as he gazed at her sideways, his arm coming off the counter and placed it around her thin waist. Her belly button was exposed and the gem on it dangled back and forth. John looked down at it as he pulled her a little closer.
Susie had her hand around his biceps, trying to gently hold him at bay. Before the look in his eyes was one of terror and shock. It was hot. This time the eyes on him looked very . . . . determined. She was conflicted. She really felt she should be true to her boyfriend, and John himself had said they should not have been together. But she really wanted those purses. And she still really liked John, she still felt very close to him.
“I would be very thankful for those bags John, but I really can’t do that to Tommy.”
John pulled her closer until their bodies touched, her hips pressing up against his upper thigh.
“I mean maybe we could do a rain check or something? A coupon for if I break up? Or maybe we could .. . Whao! And there it is, wow, it’s ready. Um. . . John you’re . . .” She tried to step out but John wrapped his other arm around her first and held her into the corner of the counter and sink.
“Just amazing . . .. ” John said as one hand groped a butt cheek, the other sliding under the skirt and quickly into her underwear.”
“Mr. Robertson? Mr. John! John what are you doing? John stop.” Susie whined, wondering why he was being pushy.
“John you need to . . OOOH!” Susie’s face fell against his chest panting a bit.
John had his fingers into her crotch and was just beginning to play.
“Ooooo-whaooooooh! Oooh! Oooh! Jjjjohnnnnn. Oh god. Oh.. OOOOH!” Susie was smushing her face into Johns chest. Rubbing from side to side as John gave her the first sexual pings from another person. Susie had masturbated a time or two, but hadn’t really ever achieved liftoff. John had 30 years of experience on her and began to coax her hymen to let his finger in.
Eventually it did and Susie had gripped John’s arms like a vice and she began to moan loudly.
“EEEEOOOOOOWWWW. Oooh John. Oh god. Oh God! OH God! OH GOD! OH JOHN WHAT IS THAT? WHAT IS THAT? OK! OK! OK! I’ll SUCK IT! OK, I WILL! OH GOOOOOOOOOOOOD!” Susie felt her first true orgasm building and was excited, scared and anxious. It felt so good, but too good. It felt like if it got much more “good” her heart would pop. It was beating so fast!
John worked her clit and pulled her head back by her hair and kissed her. “Suck it if you want my little sex kitten, but you’re gonna fuck it!”
“WHAAAT? HHHHUUUOOOOH. NNNNNOO. DON’T WANT TO, DON’T WANT TO, OOOOOOUUUUUUOOOOHHHH! MMMMFFFF!” Her words cut off by John’s tongue.
“Mmmf! MMMMnnnnnmmMMMMMMF! UUUUUUMMMMMMMMMFFF!” Susie was screaming into John’s mouth as her orgasm exploded in her. Her lips went limp, her pussy clenched on his fingers. Her body clenched and twerked in his arms. Her moans turned quiet and low. John removed his lips, holding her in his arms
Her moans turned into sighs which turned into deep breaths. She had felt an explosion of tingle to every inch of her body and was completely wrapped in a cocoon of warm pleasure. John scooped her up, all 89 pounds of her and carried her to the bedroom and laid her on the bed horizontally. He went back out to the kitchen and downed a bottle of beer in a flash. grabbed a bottle of milk and picked up James. He went back to the master bedroom and plopped James in his crib in the room with the bottle and smirked.
Son was gonna get a front row view of Daddy’s greatest triumph.
John walked over to Susie. Her head was slowly twirling back and forth, indistinct and quiet sounds coming from her lips. He hiked up her top and reached behind her to undo the bra, he slid the garments easily over her head and stood back. Damn they were nice. Even held a lot of their shape laying down. That’s the beauty of youth, John thought. He reached under the skirt and pulled off her panties. They were sopping wet. He took a long whiff before tossing them in the corner.
He dropped his shorts and boxers and his prick was finally free! Oh it had ached so much! It had paid it’s dues. It was time for little John to have his fun. John reached a hand under each upper thigh, some fingers on her ass. He lifted her up a tad and slid a throw pillow under her lower back so there was a slight elevation at her crotch . . . just right. John felt the drool from his mouth hit his throbbing dick.
She was quite a vision. light milk chocolate skin, mid level chocolate nipples small, short and round. He ran a hand over one and lightly squeezed. God the buoyancy of a young breast!!! He ran his hands along her thighs. God he loved nice legs. Hers were, short, shapely and firm. That tummy, so flat, so smooth. he ran a hand over her pussy. His pussy. Well, it would be his soon.
“Mmmmmfff. Ooooohhhjjjjjjjjjoooohn? Arrrrrrruuuuu ggoooooonnnnnnnaaaa dooooozzzzz it aaaagggnnn?” Susie asked, still lost in her orgasm.
“Maybe sweetie, but now it’s John’s turn. He leaned down and gave her one slow kiss with no tongue. Susie opened her eyes drowsily and looked at him and smiled like a drunk. John sat back and put one knee on the bed, under her thigh. He slid his hands up her thighs until his thumbs were on the tips of her pelvis, poking under her skin. His fingers wrapped around to her back and ass, his palms on her hips.
He didn’t need to aim his cock, it was as hard as steel. Harder than he ever could remember. He drove ahead slow and steady, lined up to her virgin slit. It elicited a tiny yelp from John when the head of his cock touched her labia. He was so sensitive the slightest touch was overwhelming. He gritted his teeth and kept going until her lips parted for him and his mushroom cap was up against her, entering.
Susie seemed to wake up a bit at that. She lifted her head, She saw him entering her. But she could only numbly feel it. She reached out and grabbed his arm.
John laid over her as he prepared to make way. “Yeah baby?”
“Jjjjjoohhnnn nnnnooo. Wwweee caaaannn’t.”
“Don’t worry baby, it won’t take long, you can pretend nothing happened, just like with the blow job. Ok baby. Ready?”
Susie breathed in deep and bit her lower lip, “mmm-hmm.”
John put one hand under her head and gripped the edge of the bed, the other gripping her thigh. He pressed forward, with meaning this time.
“MMMMMMM!” Susie grunted and John pushed through what was left of her hymen and buried himself two thirds of the way in.
“Oh fuck baby! Oh Jesus, you feel like fucking silk! No! Like satin! Oh sweetie!” John groaned. He pumped Susie for the next 30 seconds, kissing her as he stole away her virginity. Susie grunted and strained along with John’s thrusts, feeling coming back to her. Then John sat up, still fucking her teenage pussy with short strokes. He gripped both sides of her pelvis again.
“Shit baby. I’m sorry.” John said, shaking his head. “Oh it’s coming baby. I can’t stop it! Ok baby, here we go!” John gripped hard and began to piston his hips for all he was worth. His crotch slamming into Susie’s pelvis, his thrusts the fastest he had ever accomplished. The sound of their slapping flesh was echoing across the room.
“OooooOOOOOOOooooooOOOOOUUUU John! John! John! John please! John!” Susie protested, the pain of his thrusts intense.
“JOOOOOOOOHHHHNNNNNN! AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!” Susie yelped the pain from the fuck and the pleasure from the orgasm more than her young mind could register.
“OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK YES YES YES YEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!” John screamed as the cum rocketed from his penis into Susie’s young vagina. John never stopped pumping as his whole body was on fire from his orgasm. John continued to thrust. His cock continued to jettison semen into Susie. John finally slammed home and stayed there, his entire body clenched, veins popping, teeth grinding, fingers digging into Susie. John couldn’t tell you exactly how much cum had come out, but he knew he had never produced that much in one sitting, er, fucking.
John began to ease after another 15 seconds. He sank down onto Susie, his body randomly spasming from over stimulation.
“Holy shit,” Susie said, “we are doing that again.”
John was pulled out of his doze down memory lane when his lover stirred beside him. He looked over at the clock. Yep, time to get moving. He turned to her, and rubbed her taut tummy while he gave her a long kiss, before he hopped out of bed.
“Damn baby, that was all right! Damn you can drain a man.” John pulled on his shirt and was looking down at his buttons fastening them.
He pulled on his pants while she slipped on her summer dress.
“Man I can’t wait until you can drive in a couple of years. Bye the way baby, how is your sister Susie’s freshman year at Stanford?”
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A woman wakes up with no memory of her past or any recollection of being a woman
She took a long look and the man next to her. He lay on his back, his chest slowly moving up and down as his eyes remained closed. She studied him with great attention, looking at his neck and a small freckle that sat at the base of his throat, the way his muscular chest met in a valley and sprung up and came to an apex at two well formed pectoral muscles, his slightly formed abs with a small line of thin hair leading south past his belly button, and finally she became fixated on the massive cock that lay limp on his thigh. He had no hair around the base of his dick. She could not see his balls, but she couldn’t take her eyes off the way the head of his cock gently flowed over and revealed a slightly pinkish hue, and the hint of veins. She tried to look away, but she couldn’t. Then it hit her.
She shouldn’t be looking at a penis, shouldn’t be looking at a man next to her, didn’t know who she was or where she was. She didn’t know this man. Panic hit her. She snapped the covers off of her and threw her legs off the side of the bed. In one motion, she stood, but found her balance off. As she came upright, the body stirred behind her and heard, “babe, you ok?” She looked back, but the voice had already trailed off, and he was turning over and grabbing her pillow.
Her attention came back to her body quickly. She righted herself against the wall, and even though for a minute she knew wasn’t drunk, getting her mind straight was difficult. She took steps around the bed as if she knew where she was. Her heart was racing, a cold sweat broke out over her. She walked into the bathroom as if she knew where she was going, but once inside, and the lights were found without effort, she came face to face with herself, and discovered the horror. In front of her stood the reflection of a young 20 something female. A confused look dominated her face, but that drew little of her attention. Her eyes fixated on her chest, the massive breasts that hung off her body. She reached up toward her chest to find them on her body. But she shouldn’t have breasts. This body shouldn’t be her.
The weight of them were amazing and the disorientation when she got out of bed suddenly became understandable. When she lifted them, she felt the relief, if it could be called that, from her upper chest and back. When she released them, they fell immediately, making a barely audible slap against her abdomen and a slight giggle up the length of her breast. She grabbed her hardened nipple with two fingers, pulling it out and pulling her breast from her body. They elongated until her breast began to be removed from her abdomen and the weight of the tissue began to provide a bit of pain. She released it quickly.
She stood there for a minute and the confusion took over. Who was she? She asked herself if she really was this person, but then again, searching her memory, no alternative came. She didn’t feel that she was another person trapped in this body, but this body struck her as so alien that she felt she was violating someone else by standing there shirtless in the bathroom. There were no answers, and then she thought about the man in the other room. Was he her husband? Boyfriend? She couldn’t bear the possibility of anything else, but it was then that there was a small knock on the door and the voice came to her through the door.
“Babe, you ok? I gotta pee something crazy.”
Panic came over her once again. She felt like she should cover herself, but then again, there was a need for answers. She opened the door and didn’t say anything. He walked in and past her and stood over the toilet, raised the seat, and began peeing. The stream shocked her with its force, and as it wound down he seemed to do this slight wiggle with his body. She watched him intently, examining his muscular ass, dimpled in at the sides with the effort, and releasing to a perfectly rounded butt once finished. He turned to her and smiled, slightly bumped her out of the way, and washed his hands. Once done, he brushed his wet palms on the towel on the wall, and without a word, grabbed my chest, palms down. His large hands didn’t fit completely around each breast, but with a slight squeeze and some force toward me, he lifted them slightly and then squeezed tighter. His cold hands instantly caused goose bumps with rise on my chest and arms.
“Damn you got some great fucking tits. Can’t get over those things.”
……………
He released them as quickly as he took them in his possession. I stood shocked and fixated on the feeling of my breasts in his hands. I looked down at his penis dangling and he caught my eyes.
“Yeah babe, he likes them too.” He laughed and brushed past me once again, turned around with a smile, and began to speak again. As he stepped into his pants, underwear free, he said, “same as always I’m guessing.”
He continued the look he was giving me for a few seconds, and then continued to get dressed. After he had buttoned his pants and thrown his shirt on, unbuttoned, he pulled his wallet out and removed a stack of bills and placed them on the corner of the bed. I still didn’t speak.
“All right beautiful, same time same place.” He came over and kissed me on the cheek and before I could even understood what had just happened, he was gone.
I don’t know how long I stood there in shock, but it seemed like a lifetime. When I began to come back to reality, I sat on the corner of the bed, pink and blue silk panties, and nothing else, and took the wad of bills in my hand. Fifteen hundred dollars. Who in their right mind gave someone that much money and then leaves. Was I really a whore? I couldn’t be. I mean I saw the body in the mirror. It was the sexist thing I had ever seen in my life (did that mean I was really a man?—no clue), but still. Who would pay that much money to sleep with someone? No one in their right mind, or at least someone with a ton of money. I couldn’t imagine being a “kept” woman, someone that is at the beck and call of someone else. I didn’t know who he was, but I knew that wasn’t going to happen.
I walked into the living room and looked around. There were pictures of me with other people, some older, some younger. There were a few where the same people kept reappearing, others that looked like occasional pictures with people that I knew but were not close to (it appears to me at least to be completely obvious the difference between the two). I studied the woman, me, that appeared in most of the pictures. She seemed happy, normal—beautiful, but normal. She, me, was hugging close friends, doing things (camping, amusement parks, cook outs, etc.) that were perfectly normal, and now it seemed that I was her. Looking at the pictures, there seemed to be some truth to the entire situations within the picture. It was like through an interior fog I knew them to be true, that that was really me, but as hard as I could, I could not place who they were, their names, or anything about them.
I started thinking about me. What did I know about me. I knew I existed. I knew I had a mind and a general perception of reality and how the world worked, but I didn’t know who I was. How could I know what a whore was if I didn’t know who I was? How could I be attracted to myself? Was there some general notion of beauty that I was aware of, and now that I wasn’t connected to “myself” I had some knowledge of?
I didn’t know anything really other than I was naked in a strange place and the body I was in felt completely foreign. I decided that I had to at least put some clothes on. I walked back to the bedroom and made my way to the closet. Once there, I found drawers that, once opened, provided me with at least something to wear. Everything was complicated, but after a few moments of starring at underwear, bras, and lingerie (there were three full drawers of lingerie), I simply threw on a tee shirt to cover myself and a pair of socks (I know it doesn’t make much sense). I walked out to the bedroom and realized that the entire room reeked of sex. I had to get he sheets out of there, that at least I knew. It was already a bit disturbing that some strange man paid me a lot of money for what appeared to be sex, but to have the smell constantly remind me of it was too much.
I traveled the way back to the living room and then to the kitchen where I found a stack washer/dryer. I stripped the bed and put the sheets in the washer and started it. It scared me a bit how I knew how to do all these things, that they made sense, but I don’t remember ever learning them or anything. I was so confused it hurt, so I decided to try and end the confusion. There had to be some indication within these walls of where I was, who I was, and everything about my life. This place held the answers, and it didn’t appear that I had anything to do.
I decide to look for a wallet or purse. I looked in the bedroom, but there was nothing there, and the living room provided little help, but by the front door, on this oblong table a small purse lay on the surface. I opened it and spilled the contents on the coffee table. Inside was a small leather fold with credit cards and finally, a drivers license.
My name is Emily. I’m 25. Its something. Further investigation tells me that I am also a member of a local gym, appear to like to carry around a lot of cash, and seem to have several bank accounts with a significant amount of money in them. Back in the bedroom, I started going through the drawers to find out more about myself. It took me no time to find out what I needed. In the bedside table were two journals. One was larger and thinner, the other was much thicker and looked like more of a personal journal.
I sat on the bed and put the thinner notebook beside me, opened the other, and turned to the last page that was written on. It gave the date as June 10. There was a long entry about going shopping with some friends, buying some lingerie, and having drinks, but what dominated the entry concerned the work. It appeared that she, or I, loved her work but was concerned about how others viewed her. She didn’t want other people thinking she was a whore, so she operated in such a way as to keep even her closest friends clueless. There were hints at some sort of recording through her computer, but it wasn’t really clear.
I put the book down and opened the one I threw on the bed. When I opened it, a sheet of paper fell out. It was typed, with times of the day on one column and at the top the days of the week. I tried to figure out what today was, but I had no clue and didn’t know where to do to find out. Then I remembered (remembered—so exciting) that the weather channel had the date on the screen. I rushed to the living room, learning too late how much it hurt to run with big boobs. They flopped and slapped against me so hard I had to grab them and hold them up for a second to stop the rush of pain.
It was Monday. (A really shitty case of the Mondays). I rushed back into the bedroom, this time holding my tits so they wouldn’t fly around (I should so find my bras), and looked at the schedule. Down the column for Monday it had three listings. One at 10 one at 1 and one at 4:30. The first had “Mark” next to the time and “BJ250.” The second had “Jerry—BJx2300.” The last said “Ben—FF350.”
I snapped my neck to look at the clock beside the bed. “9:57.” Shit. I didn’t know what to do. The idea of sucking a dick scared me to death, but I didn’t know why. I threw down the books and put them back in the bedside table. I stood up and noticed first that all I had on was a tee shirt and panties, and second that I didn’t have much time. About the time the adrenaline started pumping, there was a knock at the door. I panicked. What could I do. I had to answer it. I opened the door and a man about 6 foot walked in the door. There were no words spoken. He grabbed me by the arm and pulled me into my bedroom. He almost threw me down on the bed and said, “I hope you saved all that nice man cum for me.”
Before I knew it, he had my panties off and his face nestled into my crotch. At first I was scared, and then a raging heat and pleasure came from his face. He stuck a finger in me, and moved it around in a circle a few times, stretching me a bit and making me aware for the first time of my vagina. To feel something pressing inside you was startling. He licked my pussy and then, when apparently done, he pushed my legs up and started licking my ass hole. Without warning, his tongue invaded my ass and his fingers started rubbing just above my opening. It didn’t take long. I came with violence, and when I did a stream of fluid shot out of me and just passed through his hair line. It continued for a minute and then he stood. I was already exhausted.
“God almight, his cum tastes good coming out of you.” And with that, he unbuttoned his pants and dropped them and his boxers to the floor. He crawled up on the bed beside me and placed his butt right beside my face. His semi erect dick hanging on his thigh just to the right of my face. I knew what I had to do. All indications pointed to the face that I had to now suck thus guys dick.
He wasn’t huge, but he had a good sized dick. I could tell that (how I don’t know) by looking at the thing on his leg. After a short pause of deliberation, I rolled over and without a word just put his semi hard dick in my mouth. I wasn’t ready for how the thing filled my mouth. As he got harder, the size seemed impossible to take, but it seemed no matter how hard I pushed down on his dick, it entered my mouth easily. At first I was uncomfortable, but after only a short time, I could think of nothing else better in the world. The feel of my lips around his shaft, the length as it entered my mouth, the head as it brushed past my tongue, the pressure against the back of my throat when he reached it and then the release of the pressure when he pulled out, all seemed like the most amazing feelings in the world.
I sucked him with passion and vigor. I wanted it all in my mouth. I wanted to try and squeeze his dick with my lips so hard that I could take it with me.
In no time it came. A huge rush of his cum erupted in my mouth. I was caught completely off guard, but once the rush came, instincts pushed my head all the way down on his cock so my lips were firmly against him. I opened my mouth and felt the length of his cock in my throat. I felt him twitch and buck, all the time keeping him deep, and when I could take it no more, I pulled off him, only to catch the last two small surges of his cum on my tongue. I savored the taste, the feel of this thickness on my tongue, how it clung together and then slowly watered down with my saliva. I held it there, content. When I swallowed it, the feeling remained on my tongue, it coated as it slid down into my stomach, and even after I swallowed again, moved up to face him, I still tasted the strong flavor of what I now knew was cum.
He got up off the bed and got dressed. I stayed there laying on the bed in my state of bliss looking at him.
“Next week is the big week huh?”
I think he could tell I was completely oblivious to what he was saying.
“You know the group on Sunday night. I freakin’ cant wait. You gotta make sure you get like five or six or something and just have them all cum in you over and over. And like just sit on your back until I get here. Fucking hot.” He paused uncomfortably, “So you excited about it?”
I paused. I realized I had never heard my own voice. “Scared.”
“Really? It’s the same guys as last time right?” He paused. “Oh ok yeah I know you can’t talk about other clients, but damn big dicks like you described. Wow, I’d be scared too. But I guess you like it or you wouldn’t want to do it again.”
He walked to the door and when the door closed I caught a brief look at the three hundred fifty dollars on the bedside table before I slowly drifted off.
I woke with a knock on the door. I jumped up in shock and threw on my panties. I couldn’t get sucking him out of my mind. I mean I don’t know if this body or I had ever sucked before, but at that moment I had never done anything, and I kept thinking about it. The feel, the taste, everything. And all that when I was panicking. I knew what was at the door. I figured out the code, I thought, but I only had these panties on and this stupid tee shirt. I ran around looking for shorts I think, but I don’t know. Panic is a funny thing. When the second knock happened, I couldn’t wait. I ran to the door and opened it before I thought about it.
“Thought you weren’t going to answer.” They walked in past me (it must be a habit) and sat on the couch.
The one guy talking must know me or had been here before, obviously, but the other guy seemed scared, like he had never done this. Both were attractive, younger, and totally out of their element.
Jerry, I would come to know, looks at me, stands back up, unzips his pants, and simply says, “in here or in the bedroom. Where do ya think?” like it was nothing.
“Here is fine.” I answered half heartedly.
He unbuttoned and dropped his pants, with his boxers shortly following. He was already semi hard, but his friend didn’t move. He looked at me and smiled.
I took it as a cue. I walked towards him and pushed him on the couch. I jumped down on his semi-erect cock and took it all the way in my mouth. I wrapped my lips around the base hard and flicked at his dick in my mouth making it sway back and forth. I brought my mouth around him fully and pulled it out of my mouth slowly, inching my way up with a suck in between. By the time I pulled him out of my mouth, he was hard, but as soon as he left my lips, I felt him pull me up. He stood as I stood, and with his two hands he grabbed my sides and lifted my shirt over my head. He threw my shirt on the floor and grabbed my boobs with both of his hands. He lifted them and then cupped them, shaking them and watching them ripple and move. He moved them around till my nipples were hard, pinched them, and then put his hands on the top of my head and pushed me down. I took the cue and put his dick back in my mouth and started sucking.
In no time the action brought his friend over, and when I opened my eyes, his friends hand was grabbing my tit and his dick was out and hard. It was an impressive dick, much bigger than his friends with a large bulbous head, and when I saw it, I had to have it. I switched dicks quickly, pulled his friend to my mouth so fast it caught him off guard. He released my tit and as soon as I had the head of his dick in my mouth, Jerry had my tits in his hands. I pushed him as far back in my mouth as I could, but he was much too thick to take all of him. I got violent sucking him. I wanted it. I wanted him to cum. I was so turned on all I could think about were these two guys cumming in me and on me. He didn’t last. In only five minutes of sucking he let lose a grunt and then the rush of cum came. It wasn’t a massive amount, but it squirted in my mouth. I didn’t swallow it. I felt it on my tongue, lifted off him and cupped my mouth shut so it wouldn’t leak out and then pushed Jerry’s dick into my mouth with complete suction so I could feel his dick in my mouth with all his friends cum. He pumped into my head a few times, grabbing the back of my head and pulling it towards him violently for about thirty seconds and then he blew. This time the cum blasted out. It filled my mouth in no time, and I almost choked. I swallowed a few times, but the shock came to fast, and cum leaked out the side of my mouth and on to my boobs. He kept cumming and I sucked him until he got soft.
“That was amazing as always. Thanks for letting my boy come along. Next week just you and me?”
“Sure.” I said as I scooped the cum off my boob and put it in my mouth, lost in the moment and completely forgetting that they were actually there.
“See, that’s why you are fucking amazing. That and those tits. Holy Jesus, Ted, didn’t I tell you she had the best set of tits alive.”
He pulled up his pants and on the way out, he put an envelop on the table beside the door. I sat there on my knees in the living room, shirtless and soaking wet. My panties were soaked, and my body was on fire. I could see why someone did this, why they blew guy after guy. It was fucking crazy how turned on I was, and even when I tried to stand up and find in my mind what I had to do for the next few hours, all I could think about was the feel of his dick in my mouth and the heat of his cum as it shot out into my mouth. I threw myself on the couch and felt my tits slam back and forth and settle with my stillness, pancaked out and hard in the cold room.
I wasn’t going to let myself fall asleep again. I had to learn more about this woman I was. I got up and got my shirt back on. My tits were beginning to seem normal. I prepared myself for their movement so it was no shock or surprise.
I walked in the bedroom and all I could think about was fucking tonight, having one of those huge cocks inside me. I sat down and read more about me. Most everything was about the guys, about clients. About what they liked, how they were, how the sessions went. I tried to count backwards to find Mondays to see what I was facing tonight. I started from the beginning to see if I could find a description of him, and not just a “great time.” Here it was. “Bed is a treat. He’s younger, I think in college, one of those daddy’s boys spending daddy’s money, but he’s not a prick. He’s got a good dick, cums pretty heavy, and likes pretty traditional stuff in bed.”
I spent the rest of the afternoon relaxing. I got some food, took a shower and looked through my clothes. I decided that I should treat tonight more like a date than a quick thing, thinking that that was what was called for a bit more. If he was “traditional” I thought that maybe it would be more his speed. I made sure I had some wine in the fridge and as the hour approached, I picked out a nice dress (everything I had showed a bit too much cleavage), and sat watching television until the knock on the door came.
I greeted him unlike the others, and told him to take a seat on the couch. He sat down without words and I went to the kitchen to get us some wine. I sat down, handed him a glass and asked how his week was. He looked shocked, but after a second, he took a sip, and settled in. He told me about his frustrations at work and evidently home life issues with his wife and kids. Then he broke the conversation. “So like you usually only let me have an hour.”
“Oh, don’t worry. I thought it would be nice to relax for a bit. I don’t have any plans for the rest of the night, we’re good.”
“Oh,” he was shocked again, “that’s awesome.”
“Another glass?”
I took his glass and filled both, returned and we sat in silence for a few moments drinking. He started asking about me, which I didn’t exactly have the qualifications for answering, so I changed the subject.
“So, what does your wife not do that you really want to try.”
“You mean sexually?” I could tell the subject made him nervous.
“Don’t worry. Its me. No judgement.”
“Well, I’ve told you before, our sex consists of her on her back. That’s it. She never sucks, never moves, just lays there and takes it. If I get aggressive at all she freaks out. Says I hurt her.”
“Oh, how do you hurt her.”
“I don’t know. I’m not huge or anything. Who knows. Its always late at night in bed, she gives in. Any other time she pushes me away and tells me its not the right time.”
“I hear ya. Well you got me.” I smiled and took his glass once more. I went to the kitchen and filled the glasses, not hearing that he had come in the kitchen behind me. I opened the fridge once again to replace the wine, and as I bent over slightly to reach in, he pressed himself firmly behind my, his cock resting against my ass. I set the wine in the fridge as his hands grabbed my hips, and as I closed the door and stood upright, he moved his hands up, tracing the sides of my body and moving around front to cup my breasts. My eyes shut with the feeling. I could feel his hardness through his pants against me. His hands squeezed my tits and moved them up and down. I tried to turn, but his power kept me in my place. Even that turned me on. He kissed my neck and then reached into my dress and cupped my left boob. With that speed increased. Without warning, he lifted my dress and I instinctively raised my arms to let him take it off. Again I tried to turn, but he stopped me.
His left hand grabbed my hip, his right felt my ass and swirled around it, finding my thong against my ass, pulling it slightly, and then lightly spanking me. My ass giggled with the contact, he kissed my back and then pulled my thong down. It all happened quickly. I could feel how wet I was, and as soon as my panties came down, and his fingers probed me, I could smell it. He dropped his pants, and as he stood he grabbed my tits to stand me upright from the counter, and with one movement, he pushed his dick into me.
The feeling was amazing. I parted with the pressure, and as he moved more and more into me, the pressure increased, but increased around him, inside me. Instinct guided me to bend over slightly and spread my legs, and that was all it took for him to start fucking me. I felt the force of him in my stomach when he slammed in. When he reached bottom I couldn’t help but grunt, but what became overwhelming to me was the force of my tits bouncing back and forth as they hung. They crashed into the counter, and then as he pulled out of me they shot back against my stomach.
What started to entered my mind was that I didn’t want him to cum. This wasn’t work, it was something I was enjoying. I took the step of pushing him away and grabbing his hand. I led him into the living room and sat down on the couch. I pulled him in front of me and took his cock in my mouth. I tasted myself for the first time. It didn’t bother me, but for a minute it made me hesitate a bit. Once my flavor was gone, I took it like an old pro. I went slow, wanting it to prolong his hardon, but also, I wanted to feel every inch of him. It didn’t last long.
He pushed my head away, and looked at me. He smiled and got on his knees in front of me, taking my tits in his hands and moved them around in circles. He moaned with the movements, which matched my utterances exactly. It felt amazing to feel him squeeze my chest, rub my nipples, and pinch them almost to the point of pain. When he took them into his mouth, the change in sensation almost was too much. The wetness on my nipples after he had pinched them hard was spectacular. He took one at a time in both his hands, gripping both sides tight so my nipple was the only thing showing and he devoured each, but that didn’t last long. Right about the time my head was spinning, he descended. He didn’t kiss his way down to my opening. One second he had my nipple between his teeth, and almost before my tit hit my stomach he had my clit in his mouth. He licked furiously, and in no time, I felt it coming. The first thing that happened was my entire body tensed up, and then my head shot back and my pussy erupted. I stream of fluid shot out of my just above my opening and onto his face, but he wasn’t phased. He kept licking, and as long as he kept going, the feeling continued. When I couldn’t take anymore, I pushed his head away panting.
He pulled me up and instead of leading me, he picked me up entirely, and carried me to the bedroom. He laid me down gently, and pulled my legs up in the air, rotated me around so he was standing on the edge and my ass was barely on the bed. He took a second to rub his dick up and down my clit, which sent a few shivers down my spine, and then in one push, he entered me. I screamed when he came into full contact with my body, and after only a few full plunges into me, I came again. He started fucking me hard and deep, and at that moment nothing mattered. I didn’t care that I didn’t know who I was, or that I came to in a body of a hooker. That feeling was the only thing I cared about in the world. My tits flew back and forth, slapping my shoulders and swaying back to my stomach. Pancaked out, they flowed like the ocean, waves and waves, and with each movment they promised his dick would flow back into me. I thought I was about to cum again, when I felt him tense up and slam into me harder than before. The force was almost too much, causing me to grunt with each full penetration, and then it happened. It didn’t feel like it had felt in my mouth earlier. I couldn’t feel the actually cum shooting into me, but I felt the surge of heat, and then a fullness along with an intense wetness. I could almost feel it because of the way he enjoyed it. He screamed and fucked harder and harder, to the point where it sounded like he was fucking in an ocean. He splashed out of me and as one hand rubbed his chest, the other was surrounding his dick feeling his cum bubble up from the motion.
He finally stopped, and when he pulled out, I felt his cum run out of me. He stood up and walked into the other room, where he got dressed, and when he was finished came back in and thanked me, dropped an envelope on the bedside table, and without warning turned and left. When I heard the door slam, I stuck my finger in me and masterbated until I came. When I took my fingers from me and stuck them in my mouth, tasteing his cum and my juices, it was only then that I thought about the lack of a condom, the fear of disease or a baby.
I went to the bathroom to pee, came back to bed and got under the covers, grabbed the small notebook in the bedside table and looked at Tuesday. Down the column for Tuesday it had five listings. One at 7, one at 8, one at noon, one at 5 and one at 9. The first two had “BJ150.” The third had “F350.” The fourth said “BJ150,” and the last said “A-F 450*.” I didn’t know what the “*” meant, and didn’t care that it was 6, I was tired, and I laid back, with his cum still slightly leaking out of me, and passed out from the long days work.
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The warm water cascaded down Kristina’s back before falling to the floor of the shower and flowing to the drain. She sighed from the pleasant feeling of being enveloped in a steamy cloud of wet warmth. Her flaming hair was piled high on her head to prevent it from being drenched from the steady stream of water. Though she liked nothing better than the luxuriousness of soaking in a bathtub, in the morning nothing could top a hot shower. It helped to waken her fully while at the same time massaging her muscles and warming them up.
As she turned and faced the spray she remembered something else she enjoyed about a shower. Her hand adjusted the nozzle so that the water was being directed in the area of her red pubic hair. She spread her legs so that the jet of water could stimulate ‘down there’. Kristina’s soapy hand slid over her breast making her tremble due to the stimulation her touch delivered. She gently squeezed her pink nipple between her fingertips causing it to harden while the steady beat of the water inflamed lower down.
Kristina’s mind went back to the previous afternoon and her encounter with Miguel the tire repairman. It had been the first time she had violated her marriage vows and she was unable to forget how he made her feel like a woman again. Her husband Carl had never been an affectionate or passionate man to begin with and after over ten years of marriage there wasn’t much of a spark remaining between them.
Miguel had dominated her fully including pushing her beyond her comfort zone but as Kristina was naturally inclined to submissiveness it filled a need in her. Now as both her hands and the water jet stimulated her lush body the memories of what he did to her and what he made her do pushed Kristina close to the edge of orgasm. The thought that she must return to the tire shop to hopefully recover her lost earring and what Miguel’s reaction to that would be was enough to push her beyond the edge.
As the water collided with her hard little nub Kristina bit her lip as the feeling flooded over her. She remained under the stream for another few minutes as her senses returned to normal following her climax before stepping out of the stall and wrapping herself in a large, fluffy towel. Though Kristina was eager to get going she maintained her routine to the letter instead of rushing. She carefully exfoliated, moisturized and followed the rest of her beauty regimen to a tee. She had been a trophy wife for long enough to never take her appearance for granted but to always put in the requisite effort.
Only after she finished her hair and applied her makeup perfectly did Kristina allow herself to smile. She knew she looked good and that any man with a pulse would be attracted to her stunning Scandinavian beauty. She nibbled on a muffin and a banana and drank half a cup of black coffee for breakfast and after retouching her lipstick she headed out on her mission.
Before long Kristina was behind the wheel of her Lexus and approaching the city. She had dressed simply that day in a pair of yoga pants with a black tank top and cross training sneakers and her long red hair was in a simple pony tail. Kristina sang along to Adele’s latest song of heartbreak as she piloted the luxury vehicle on the now busy streets. After yesterday she had made sure to locate the folder that held the vehicle registration as well as the roadside assistance card so that there would be no repeats of what had transpired.
When she turned onto the street that contained Miguel’s shop Kristina experienced the feeling of butterflies in her stomach from anticipation. She managed to squeeze in a last set of kegel’s as the destination neared.
When she arrived she saw that no car was being serviced and that Miguel was standing and talking with another man who also appeared to be of Latin American background. Kristina pulled in and deftly parked in an open area of the yard before shutting off the engine. A quick check in her visor mirror assured her that the makeup was perfect after which she climbed from the car.
While she approached the shop the other man began rapidly walking away although he did look back twice and on the second occasion Miguel called out to him in Spanish and delivered some phrases in a staccato fashion. He turned to Kristina with a broad smile on his swarthy countenance and his eyes again drank in her beauty. While his gaze swept over her Kristina felt her nipples begin to harden under her thin top.
“Senora it is good to see you today” he began “and may I ask how I can be of service again?”
Miguel put such emphasis on the word service that Kristina felt her cheeks redden with embarrassment because she clearly understood what he meant.
“Hello Miguel. I do hope you can help me. Yesterday while I was here I believe that I lost one of my earrings and I was wondering if you found it.”
He spread his arms wide as if helpless but she couldn’t help noticing the power they exuded even with such a simple gesture.
“I am very sorry senora but I haven’t seen any earring but feel free to look for it in the bed we shared.”
As Miguel spoke his eyes felt like they were burning her especially as they spent most of the time on her shapely bosom. He opened the door to the shop allowing her to pass inside but she was surprised when he remained outside. Maybe he had no knowledge of her lost jewelry and was simply allowing her to search for it she surmised. Kristina hurried to the back of the shop where the cot was located and began looking. She was unable to prevent herself from reliving what had transpired there yesterday and felt herself becoming moist from the memories.
Though she checked the cot even shaking out the stained blanket her earring didn’t turn up. Kristina actually crawled underneath the cot frame to search but it was an equally fruitless task. Since she had already inquired with the day spa she had also visited yesterday Kristina had now come to a dead end in her search for the missing earring.
She stood up at her wit’s end when the shop door opened and Miguel entered followed by two men. They were similar to him in features and stature but they remained just inside the shop while Miguel limped toward the back where Kristina stood.
“Any luck senora?” he inquired of her. Kristina just shook her head no in reply.
“I have an idea that might work. See those two men over there?” he said gesturing to the duo by the door. “They are day laborers who don’t have any woman at home so they are lonely. Maybe you can be extra nice to them and maybe your earring will turn up afterwards.”
Kristina’s mouth opened in shock from what Miguel suggested. He expected her to service these friends of his as the price for returning her property. She may well have returned with the hopes of again being with Miguel but he had another thing coming if he thought that she was a common trollop.
“How dare you suggest what I’m thinking you are Miguel. I don’t know what kind of woman you think I am…” she got out before he interrupted her.
“After yesterday we both know you are a puta so let us not play games senora. You no doubt returned today with the hope that I would again satisfy you in a way your husband cannot” he said with a smirk. “And once you are a good little puta with these men I will fill you again with my big dick. But if you don’t want to, that is okay too. If your earring does turn up I will contact Mr. Thorson and let him know that I found it.”
“How do you know who my husband is?” Kristina asked, surprise written clearly on her face.
“DMV records are public senora and all one has to do is ask about a license plate number to find out who the car is registered to. Your Lexus is under the name Carl Thorson who I believe is your husband.”
Kristina’s shoulders slumped as she realized that Miguel held all the aces right now. If he called Carl about the earring that would cause too many questions even if he didn’t reveal everything. At the least Carl would rage over her losing such valuable jewelry and if he told him everything? Kristina didn’t wish to even consider that possibility. She knew she was beaten and so did Miguel.
“What is it you want from me?” she asked in a quiet voice. Miguel smiled and his hand cupped her chin and tilted it so her blue eyes looked into his.
“Very good senora, what I want from you is obedience to start. Understand that from now on I am your master and you will do as I tell you. Your first job is a small one and very easy for a puta like you. All those two men want from you is for you to use your pretty mouth to bring them pleasure. Do a good job and maybe next time they will want more but that is it for now. Afterwards we can have a good time. If I was you I would remove your shirt so you don’t get anything on it if you understand me.”
Kristina choked back a sob as she pulled her top over her head. She hadn’t worn a brassiere in anticipation of getting physical with Miguel who now was walking to the two men. He exchanged a high five and some money changed hands with one of them as they passed each other before he exited the shop. Wordlessly she sank to her knees as the men reached her. They were both undoing their fly zippers but the older man assumed a position directly in front of her.
Once he freed his erection he wasted no time in guiding it to her open mouth. She closed her eyes and just tried to concentrate on the act of fellatio not why she was doing it or to whom. She felt his hardness with her tongue which she swirled around the head causing the man to groan loudly. He was of average size at best so she could easily swallow him deep with little difficulty. Kristina bobbed her head up and down his shaft, her lips clinging to the sensitive flesh as it worked along it.
The man was making a series of grunts and groans as she played his skin flute when with no further warning he cried out “Madre de Dios” as he exploded in her warm mouth. His creamy jism filled her mouth but Kristina swallowed it down as fast as he shot it. Within a minute he was finished and putting his satisfied cock back into his trousers.
His partner eagerly pulled Kristina’s head in his direction after which she then took him deep. The second man was both longer and thicker though not enough to give her problems. The biggest difference was that this one was much more aggressive in his actions. He thrust deeply into her mouth almost making Kristina gag and his dirty hand managed to reach down and cruelly pinch her nipple causing her to wince.
His other hand grabbed her ponytail with which he pulled her head forward. Trying to finish him as fast as possible Kristina managed to deep throat the man taking him in her mouth to the root. He pumped a few more times but when her hand fondled his balls he came quickly shooting his load straight down her throat. She glared up at him once he pulled from her mouth but in his post orgasmic bliss he didn’t even notice.
Kristina looked toward the door now and saw that both Miguel and the man she saw him with when she arrived were standing inside talking and looking her way. The two day laborers shuffled toward the exit and exchanged pleasantries with their compatriots as they passed out.
Miguel and his amigo now came her way with their motives written clearly on their faces as well as being revealed in their bulges. When Kristina attempted to rise Miguel laid a heavy hand on her shoulder keeping her in place.
“No don’t move senora as that is your place kneeling before men” he instructed her.
He spoke to his friend who then pushed his trousers to mid thigh before stretching out on the cot. Miguel gestured to Kristina for her to move closer to the cot. She crawled there where the man reached out and guided her mouth to his erection. It was again in the average sized range but it was somewhat curved like a banana. She began to run her tongue the length of it before swallowing the head. As she did Kristina felt her yoga pants and bikini panties yanked down and Miguel’s hand touch her pussy.
His finger slipped into her opening and in spite of herself she felt her wetness grow. Soon a second thick finger worked in next to the first at which point he rapidly thrust them in and out of her juicy canal. After a minute he removed the digits but they were almost immediately replaced by his thick organ. Kristina had to pull her mouth off the other man’s cock as Miguel drove deep inside her at first to prevent from accidentally biting him.
“Good puta, take my cock” Miguel said as he forced his shaft all the way in her viselike cunt. Once he was all the way in he slapped her ass hard with his open hand before he started to pump her good. After Kristina became accustomed to his pounding she resumed her oral attention on the other man. She was getting it from both ends for the first time in her life, and in spite of the reason why, in a purely physical sense she was enjoying it.
While he rode her doggy style Miguel stuck his thick finger in his mouth and wet it. Once it was soaked in saliva he pushed it against her brown, little hole as he continued with his thrusts. She moaned around the cock in her mouth as he forced his way inside. Kristina had been an anal virgin up to the day before when Miguel’s big meat had battered her there and she was still sore. She couldn’t help but whimper as he finger fucked her hard.
Miguel was fucking as hard as he could but her incredibly tight pussy was overwhelming him and he realized he couldn’t last long. Somehow he managed to increase his tempo and within seconds he felt his cum rushing forth. He withdrew from Kristina while at the same time pulling on her flame colored ponytail. She turned just in time for his first shot of cum to collide with the porcelain skin of her jaw.
His hand stroked his shaft rapidly sending rope after white rope onto her pretty face. Miguel laughed as he painted her with the fruits of his labor until no more came. He released her hair and pushed her back to his friend where she resumed sucking. Kristina was cradling the man’s balls as her lips caressed his tube, alternating sucking and kissing up and down the length. She heard the man was talking to Miguel in Spanish and a minute later she felt a sharp smack on her pale posterior. When she looked back at Miguel he had a crooked grin.
“Lift your leg puta” he ordered and once she managed to raise one off the hard floor Miguel yanked the yoga pants down and past her sneaker. They repeated the process with the other leg leaving her in just her sneakers.
“My amigo wants you to ride his cock puta, with your fiery pussy. So get goin’, okay.”
Kristina quickly complied and if she was partially motivated by the thought of the man’s hardness being buried in her pinkness, well who could blame her? She straddled the man before reaching back and grasping his shaft in her delicate hand. She guided it to the entrance of her wet, little pussy and after rubbing it a few times against her swollen lips she sank down on it. Kristina let out a low moan as the curved shaft worked deep inside her stimulating her internal nerves.
The man’s strong hands pulled her all the way down at which point he thrust up to meet her. Their flesh collided with a soft slapping sound as they built up a rhythm. She rested her hands against the material covering his broad chest as she rode him. Suddenly Miguel’s hand again slapped her ass and he laughed.
“Ride him fast baby like he is a bull.”
Miguel then pushed her torso forward bringing her shapely breasts close to the other man’s mouth. He took advantage by sucking the white flesh while gently biting her pink nipple. That sent a signal to Kristina’s already excited pussy exciting it further. Her eyes were closed tightly as she felt her pleasure increase between his mouth on her breast and his curved cock hitting her g-spot with each movement. She increased her tempo while at the same time squeezing her internal muscles.
The almost instantaneous result was a powerful orgasm centered deep in her core. His cock was soaked by her juices which flooded her canal before seeping out to his thighs. Kristina collapsed onto his chest, momentarily overcome by the intensity of her climax. The man under her continued with his short powerful thrusts extending the life of her orgasm. Just then she felt Miguel’s finger again playing with her tight back hole.
The cot groaned from the added strain placed on it as Miguel climbed on as well. His amigo wrapped his arm around Kristina’s waist holding her immobile as Miguel positioned himself behind her. His finger was replaced by his again swollen cock head as it attempted to gain entrance to her unfilled back door. Realizing was he was attempting filled her with trepidation.
“Miguel are you trying to do what I think…” she started to say before he cut her off with his hand seizing her chin in its iron grip.
“Puta I told you before that I was your master. It is not your place to question me but only to follow my orders and bring me pleasure.”
After saying that he pushed his hips forward impaling her ass with his thick slab. Kristina cried out but Miguel continued working deeper and ignored her cries of pain. Soon he was buried to the hilt in her booty and Kristina was filled like never before in her life.
“Now move it puta and show us a good time” Miguel instructed his submissive senora.
She started to move her hips up and down, swallowing then releasing both their erections as she built up a rhythm. The bottom man played with her sensitive breasts as Miguel’s rough hands squeezed the tender flesh of her thighs. Kristina had never experienced such a sexual overload before in her life. Both her holes were filled and other body parts were stimulated but beyond that by being thoroughly dominated, she was satisfied in her mind.
Two orgasms had already overtaken her when the man underneath her filling her pussy had cried out and stiffened. His cum filled her tunnel which gripped and milked his member. Miguel pulled out leaving her gaping for a moment as he guided her up. His amigo rolled off the cot laughing as he adjusted his pants. Miguel pushed Kristina onto her back on the cot once it was empty and as soon she was arranged to his liking he again slid in her ass.
“Play with yourself puta. I want to watch you touch your pussy while I fuck your ass.”
Her slim white fingers stroked her pinkness as his thickness pounded her little hole. His hands grasped her toned calves as he went balls deep with each thrust now. Kristina’s thumb made little circular motions around her clit while a finger sloshed inside her pink canal. In combination with his relentless anal assault she soon was at the brink again.
“I’m cumming” she cried out, her face reflecting the mixture of pain and pleasure she was feeling at the moment.
As Kristina’s face contorted from her orgasm Miguel increased his tempo until he was joining her. He grabbed her throat but not hard enough to restrict her breathing but only to let her feel it.
“Ah puta your tight ass is making me shoot my cum” he growled as he swelled deep in her.
Kristina felt each spurt as it shot deep in her bowels and Miguel grunted with satisfaction as his balls emptied their load. Once not a drop remained he withdrew his softening prick from her but left his hand on her neck. He managed to bring his cock close to her full, red lips.
“Kiss it” he simply said and Kristina responded by brushing her mouth against the sensitive underside before taking the whole head inside. Her tongue swirled around it making sure it was clean while also driving him mad with her teasing. Her lips released him and then she smiled up at him wantonly.
“Thank you master” she said simply.
His fingers stroked her throat absently as he tried to read her eyes and what she was thinking. Pleasure was reflected in them as well as something deeper that revealed part of her soul. Surprising even himself he leaned down and kissed her sluttish mouth with passion.
“That was nice senora but it is time for me to get back to work” he told her as he fixed himself.
Only after he was finished and heading to the exit did Kristina move.
“Master do you wish more from me or may I get dressed?”
He paused as he thought about it before replying to her.
“Get dressed then come to me with your cell phone.”
Miguel disappeared outside as Kristina dressed in silence. She felt the cum sloshing around in both her well used fuck holes as she pulled her panties up. For some strange reason she grinned like an idiot because of this, not that she could explain why. Kristina walked to the shop exit on legs that wobbled from the severe fucking she had received moments earlier.
Her eyes blinked from the bright sun when she left the gloom of the shop interior to go outside. Miguel was again talking with his friend as she approached. He held his hand out until she placed her phone in it. His fingers punched in some numbers causing the phone on his belt to ring out. He handed her phone back to her after that while also returning her missing earring.
“I will put you on my speed dial now. No matter when I call you will answer right away and if I need you I expect you to drop everything and come. Do you understand my puta?”
“Yes master” she said as she averted her eyes from his.
“Very good. You may go” he told her dismissively. Following that he simply ignored her and resumed his conversation with his amigo.
She walked to her car on shaky legs and climbed inside. Once she arrived home Kristina decided to she needed a hot bath not only to clean the sex from her but also to soothe her aching body. Fifteen minutes later as she soaked her phone went off buzzing. She managed to retrieve it and saw that she had received a message. Once she opened it she almost dropped the phone in the water due to what she saw.
A picture appeared on the screen that was obviously taken earlier in the day. It was of her on her knees as the two men stood there with their cocks in her face. That picture was followed by another even more shocking to her. It showed Miguel and his friend as they double penetrated her and her mouth was open in a moan.
The pictures were followed by a short text message. [My puta just remember I have many such pictures from my security camera. If you don’t want them to fall into the wrong hands – obey. Miguel your master]
Kristina’s finger hovered over the delete button but instead she stopped. Instead her fingers crept between her legs and started to busy themselves there as she stared at the picture. Before long she was biting her lip as she relived her earlier encounter.
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As he finished showering and dressing he left me with a quick, sweet kiss.
“I’d love to see you again,” he said softly, “soon, very soon.”
“Not a problem, you know how to contact me, I’d be happy to. In case my uh, wetness didn’t let you know, I had a very pleasant time myself.”
He laughed softly. It was about the only ‘soft’ thing about him. He was about six three with a toned, but not bulky set of muscles and an eight inch cock that didn’t seem to ever want to go down. He’d come twice in my mouth, and once inside me and seemed to get hard again instantly. He’d known how to use it, too, as I’d had a solid three orgasms while he fucked me so sweetly. And his wife didn’t ‘like’ sex? Silly, silly girl. I’d asked and he’d said she was roughly the same size as I was, so his larger than average cock couldn’t have been painful, but he said she had a bunch of hangups about sex. The little fool.
He left moments later and I eagerly added him to my ‘can’t wait to see again’ list, which is starting to get to be a sizable list. Oh, me? Yes, I’m a ‘working girl’, but no, I’m no hooker or streetwalker. I’m a courtesan, and a damned good one. Men come to me because they can’t find the intimacy they seek elsewhere. It’s not always about orgasms, (although there are plenty of those) it’s about a guy forgetting his troubles, his bad marriage, his crappy job, whatever, for a little while. With me, he knows tenderness, caring, and, I might add, mind blowing sex.
How did I end up here?
I have a terrific family, so no issues there, other than a snippy mother who expects me to be close to perfect, I’ve never done any drug of any kind, and I rarely drink. So no other vices led me to this path, but I did want an education. I’d had one growing up, as we were well off, but not rich. Good schools, and Mother insisted one summer that I attend finishing school because she’d never done anything of the sort. She’d grown up poor, and wanted her daughter to be a Lady with a capital L. So at sixteen I got sent off to a ritzy school in Sussex, England for a year of learning to be a lady. The school was a blast as my English and European classmates taught me as much as the school did. I’d learned about the joys of other girls from my German roommate and a sweet girl from London showed me how to suck a cock perfectly with the help of her more than willing boyfriend. We’d also explored a three way which seemed like it was good fun as well. I came back to America with all the polished good manners you’d expect. I knew all the social graces, knew all the right people, and all the right things to say and do.
My schoolwork hadn’t suffered at all, either, flawless grades abounded, and it was time to look for colleges and universities. My grades alone would get me accepted anywhere, but money had become an issue as father had suffered some financial setbacks. No huge losses or foreclosure on our home or anything, but my college fund had been hit in order to stave off other problems. I entered my senior year of high school quite a bit poorer than the previous year and I needed a job.
With all my social skills, and the fact that I’d attended a finishing school in England I got a job as a nanny. The mother would deal with the kids in the mornings, and after school I was in charge until bedtime, plus it gave me time to study when they were napping. Once school let out, I could put in more hours and have a nice sum stashed away so my student loans wouldn’t be that bad for my freshman year.
I loved my job, and I loved the kids, but Lee Cooper was a problem. He was their father, and he was just incredibly gorgeous. I wet my panties every time I saw him just about, and as I has my own room with bath, I did a hell of a lot of masturbating thinking about him. However, it was obvious that he and his wife Claire weren’t getting along. She was nice as could be to me, and loved her kids very much, but her husband who worked his butt off to provide them with everything was somehow an asshole? He was nice to her, loved his kids as well, and never fooled around. He did put in a lot of hours, but the man was the president and CEO of a financial firm that made millions. He always made it home to kiss his kids goodnight, there was always time to play with the kids, etc. She just didn’t seem to care.
One day on my day off, I was going to spend a few dollars on some shoes, and I’d carefully figured it out so I wouldn’t waste too much of my cash. It was Nordstrom’s annual shoes sale, and I was ready for it. it was crowded, but I’d gotten two pairs I wanted at less than I’d hoped to pay! Win for me! Go me! With about twenty dollars left over from my shoe fund, I deserved a treat, and a big gooey dessert from one of the fancy downtown hotels beckoned. While enjoying my 37,000 calorie bliss, I heard a familiar voice.
“What’s a nice girl like you doing in a dump like this?” It was Lee.
“Hello, sir. It’s nice to see you. I was just enjoying my day out and got some shoes at a great price.” Inwardly I chided myself, I was a professional, and I’d said too much.
His smile lit up the room.
“You’re off the clock, you don’t have to be so formal, you know.”
“I’m supposed to be.”
“Well, I pay your salary, so I make the rules, no formality. Did you get a killer deal and did you have to beat up any other shoppers to get it?” he asked with a grin.
I couldn’t help but laugh as the annual sale had produced some epic battles over the years.
“No, no,” I said giggling,”I didn’t have to cut anyone, but this one girl looked like she wanted the red heels and I would have taken her down if I’d had to.”
He laughed out loud at that. It was a pleasant sound to hear as I didn’t hear it at the house that often.
“Well, I’ll tell you what, I’m taking a rare long lunch, let me order up one of whatever you’re having and we’ll talk about your war in the trenches of Nordy’s. And I’ll pick up yours, I know you’re saving for school.”
“Thank you.” I said, somewhat shyly, after all he was some kind of good looking.
The snack provided an interesting conversation as he kind of unburdened himself to me. Claire was indeed a bitch, she only cared about how much money they had so she could brag to their friends. He said she considered her children to be ‘part of the package’, and would rather have not had them.
“That’s so sad, they’re great kids, she should treasure them. I do!”
I thought I’d said too much and said so.
“No, you’re honest, which I get little of in my life. I appreciate it, it’d be nice if I could spend more time with someone who’s totally honest with me.”
“Keep on buying me desserts, and I’ll keep on being honest with you.” I quipped.
He laughed at that and promised to schedule me for “dessert breaks”.
Our joking led to a comment about not telling the wife, and I said I’d never squeal about spending private time with him. His face got serious and once again, I’d said too much.
He looked at me and couldn’t meet my eyes.
“Did I say too much again?”
“No,” he said quietly, “it’s just that I can’t say anything right here.”
“if I upset you, I’m very sorry, I certainly didn’t mean to. It was just a joke.”
“No, it’s just that….damn it, why can’t she be like you? Why can’t she care?” He was starting to lose control, and his cool facade was starting to crumble.
“She doesn’t give a damn about the kids, she doesn’t give a damn about me, the only thing she cares about is money, and the only person in the whole goddamned world that will be honest with me is my kid’s nanny? That’s a helluva thing.”
I was worried this might become a problem, and I really did want to comfort him, so I took his hand.
“Is it work things, too?” I asked softly.
“Yes, my partners are all conniving swine who would sell their mothers for a buck, and I’m trying to manage people’s retirements and college funds, and treat them fairly. It seems like no one gives a damn anymore about doing things the right and honest way.”
“I do. Why do you think I’m going to law school some day? I want to be one of the good ones.”
“You already are. Um, this is getting kind of, uh, open, can we go somewhere else to keep talking? A park or the waterfront? I just want to talk with someone who’s not lying to me.”
The poor man was falling apart, and not just because I wanted to sleep with him, I wanted to help him, to at least be a sounding board for his troubles. I made a decision I’d hoped wouldn’t be a disaster.
“Look, my house isn’t that far from here, my folks are out of town this week, I’ll make you some tea and be honest with you 100%. You can let it all out, and I won’t be a bitch, or judgmental, or anything like that. I’ll just be your friend who will listen.”
“Would you really? I don’t want you to think, that well, I’m putting moves on you or anything?”
“Not at all. Honest conversation. Honest answers. At my regular wages, I might add.” I finished with a slight giggle.
“Well, hell, your wages are a lot less than I’d pay a therapist to listen to my problems. You’re on!”
At my house, I fired up the stove and had a pot of Earl Grey going in a minute. Mom always kept the house well stocked with food and some fancy cookies and crackers made a nice touch. I poured our tea and prepared to listen.
Listen I did, the man poured out his worries, hopes, dreams, and then some. He’d been on the edge for some time, and I was glad someone, anyone had been there before he’d gone over it. However, his failing marriage was an issue that I knew there was one way I’d love to help him, but that would be a huge can of worms to open. It opened anyway when I kissed him. He kissed back, and it got hot and heavy pretty quickly, with our staggering up the stairs to my room, and we’d gotten my blouse and bra off and his shirt with my shoes flying away before we got hold of ourselves.
“Ah, this isn’t going to be right.” he said.
“I….really would like to, but that would mean something that I don’t need, and I’m pretty sure you’re too classy to be ‘the other woman’. The ‘nanny who seduced the perfect dad’, and other things like that.”
I thought for a minute and realized he was 100% right. I didn’t want that, and just to get my rocks off with a hunky guy?
“Yes, that wouldn’t be good, but…” my mind was furiously working.
“You’re paying me to be a sounding board, right? I mean, we joked about it, but I’ve been that. There are women who listen to men’s problems and make them feel better. I don’t want, or need a relationship with you. I’m hot for you, yes, but you do have a wife and kids, and it’d be nice if you could get it worked out, especially for the kids’s sake. If we keep it professional?” I left it hanging.
He looked at me for a minute and thought.
“You know, that’s actually a pretty good idea. Keep it away from the house and kids, and no promises or gifts, no expectations other than you listening to my problems and if something else happens in that time, well, it’s time I don’t mind spending money for.”
“OK, if we’re going to keep it professional, I honestly have no idea how much I should be getting.” I said with a grin. “I’ve never made it a business.”
He laughed again, long and loud, and it was a sweet sound.
“Well, one of my partners visits a woman in Bellevue and he pays her 800.00 for a night, so would 300.00 for our, ah, time spent be fair?
Better than nearly a week’s salary in a few hours? Oh yes, my girl, you may have found your calling.
“That… sounds fair, so can we get back to the kissing?”
We kissed passionately for 20 minutes and I could tell the orgasm wasn’t what he needed, it was this, the passion, the gentleness, the caring. His mouth eventually found my dripping wet pussy and he tasted me with a happy sigh. He licked me thoroughly, going back to flick my clit from time to time, and I didn’t last nearly as long as I’d hoped, I came with a scream and I had to have soaked the poor man’s face, but he looked up at me with a smile after I’d cooled off.
“Like that? There’s more where that came from!”
He kissed me all over, making my breasts tingle like they never had by sucking on them so perfectly that I almost came from that, and then he went down on me again, licking, kissing and sucking my pussy until I exploded with another pair on monster orgasms. He was an incredible lover, and I couldn’t believe his idiot wife didn’t appreciate this?
After several monsters, I had to cool down, and I really wanted to taste his cock, it wasn’t huge, maybe seven inches or a bit bigger, but it was rock hard with his pre cum glistening on the head, and I licked it gently and very ladylike which caused him to giggle a bit. The I dove down on it and took it as far as I could, and he gasped with pleasure as I took him again and again, stopping after a few strokes to play with the head and suck it as hard as I could. He was very gentle, softly stroking my hair while I sucked him and softly saying sweet things to me. It was glorious and then he finally came with a grunt and a huge jet of cum I almost gagged on because I’d never had so much in my mouth. I got control, and swallowed it all in gulp and then daintily licked my lips. Which caused him to groan again as another spurt shot out his cock!
I continued my ladylike licking and cleanup as I got it all off of his stomach, and came up for kisses, hoping he wouldn’t be one of those guys who wouldn’t kiss a girl after he’d come in her mouth. He didn’t disappoint, kissing me with fiery passion and I know he had to taste his own juices, but he didn’t seem to mind a bit. He also didn’t take long to rise again, as I felt his cock rubbing against the edge of my pussy and I looked down at it.
“He’s ready for another round?” I asked with an arch smile and he only responded with a sheepish grin. I slipped a condom on him and gently lowered myself onto him. He felt really good inside me as it had been several months for me, and I just savored the feeling of his erection in me before I rode him slowly, taking my time as I built a nice pace for us both and I could lean back and see his face as I rode that beautiful cock. I rode him hard, I slowed down, I sped up, and I worried that he would come again too quickly, but that was not the case as that perfect tool fucked me to a lovely smaller orgasm and then I sped up again, knowing I could have a huge one if I played my cards right, and without me saying a word, he knew what to do as we rolled over and and I pulled my knees up towards my head and he started to pile drive my aching pussy.
Unlike some guys, he had no problem paying attention to the rest of me as he pounded away, kissing my nipples a bit before coming up to kiss me deeply and as our tongues intertwined again and again I had an absolutely incredible orgasm that had to have drenched him, but he still pumped away, slamming himself into me with abandon before he let out a huge scream as he came deep inside of me.
We collapsed, spent, and our arms went around each other as he burst into tears.
I’m fairly intelligent, and I knew it wasn’t anything I’d done wrong, it was his own issues and guilt hitting him.
I held him close while he sobbed himself out, and oddly I felt very powerful as this big strong man, who was a titan in finance, and a respected man in the city was a helpless little boy in my bed.
After he stopped, he gently asked me if I’d enjoyed it.
“I certainly did. You were, well, very satisfying. That many orgasms isn’t something I usually get. You were also incredibly gentle, and sweet. That makes women very happy.”
“The problem for me, though, is why can’t it be like that with Claire?”
I wasn’t being paid to just fuck, I was being paid to listen and possibly help if I could.
“Well, I don’t know. Does she enjoy cunnilingus? Because that was….wow. Really good. Most women rarely get it like that.”
“She does, but it never seems like it’s enough for her. I don’t think she likes giving head either, which is kind of a problem as what guy doesn’t enjoy it?”
I thought for a moment and tried to reason it out.
“Was she a virgin when she met you?” I asked.
“Well, yeah, she was.”
“So yours in the only cock she’s ever taken like that?”
“I think so, she’s very conservative that way.”
“Then how do you expect her to be any good at it, or how she can enjoy it herself? She looks at it as a duty, not a thing to please both of you.”
“Do you really think so?”
” I know so. My first cock scared the hell out of me, but I was with a good friend in school and she showed me how to please a man that way, and how to feel sooo sexy as I do it. Does she have gag reflex issues? Another girl in school did, and we coached her with bananas until she could handle it, her next boyfriend said she was amazing where she could barely get the head of it in before.”
He looked astonished.
“I never thought of it that way before.”
“Uh-huh, you’d been around the block, and expected her to know everything? Not very fair. I’m being honest with you here.”
He laughed at that. We spent another hour cuddling and talking, and I gave him several pointers on things to try with his wife to see if they couldn’t get it fixed. I advised him, and listened to him, and had myself several incredible orgasms. When all was said and done, he gave me the agreed upon 300.00, plus another 100.00 as a tip. We had another dozen “professional” meetings before I went off to college, and by that point, he’d gotten much of his marriage repaired, and the last two meetings were for old time’s sake.
I got introduced to several associates of his in similar circumstances, and made it clear I wasn’t just a fuck for sale. They understood my rules, my extra apartment only, no outcalls, and they had to be referred by two of my previous gentlemen. Contact by e-mail only, and you’d also better have two references from other girls, otherwise, you weren’t seeing me. Not just a fuck, indeed, I was their salvation. I made them feel wanted and needed, and in several cases, there was no sex whatsoever. One guy was a widow who simply wanted the warmth of cuddling and gentle kisses to make him feel “whole”, as he put it. It worked out fairly well for me, I made a good deal of money, and took care of a few kids from time to time to cover the income. Plus, there was zero debt after four years of college. I bitched to my mother and father about my student loans, just to make it look good. Now I’m looking at law schools, and I expect to be accepted wherever I apply as my college performance was fantastic.
However, life, especially in this, ah, business, can throw you a few curves.
I’m enjoying the afterglow of my previously mentioned caller, and a little masturbation is called for. He got me very, very well, but I’m a little bit horny. What girl doesn’t get that way from time to time?
After that, it’s e-mail, and news from mom is good, dad has a fabulous new position, with the stock options alone worth quite a bit. His severance from the old company was excellent as well, and he looked to run the new place for a mere three years before retiring. Yay! He and mom worked damned hard to give us everything, and a reasonably early retirement was well earned. Going home for Christmas would be extra fun this year!
What’s this? Kevin Marsden has a new referral he’d like me to meet? And the guy also knows Blaine Hammond? Both of them are 60+ pillars of society who haven’t traded in their wives for trophy wives, but they’re tired of their uninterested wives and so they treat me very well, Hammond also credits me with helping him with an ED issue that his wife had no interest in helping at all.
The guy’s a top flight exec, certainly in the financial ballpark, (I’m easy, but most certainly not cheap) and was a “good guy who’s wife stopped giving a crap a few years ago” according to Marsden. I quickly call Marsden because at this point, I know he’s likely golfing.
“Heya sexy, how are you?”
“I’m good,” I reply, “tell me more about the new guy.”
“He’s pretty cool, we’ve already golfed together, he’s a hotshot in the finance world, but is ultra worried about being found out. I told him you were the soul of discretion.”
“Did you also explain I’m not just a piece of ass? You know my rules.”
He laughed.
“Yeah, yeah, he knows. He’s been getting the cold shoulder at home, he’s very bright, and interested in opera which ought to get you going in itself! I know that you like the talk part as well, and he’s also a big fan of first editions, and I told him you were a book lover. Sound good?”
“Mmmm…so far, looks?”
While I’m not about to discount a possible client, I won’t see a young guy, or someone who’s in terrible shape. The last thing I need is for some overweight guy to have a heart attack while trying to keep up with me.
“I dunno, six one, maybe two ten, the dark iron grey you go for, not muscular but in decent shape.”
“Sounds good to me, pass along the info, and we’ll see if he musters up. Now how about you? I know your wife is off in the Carribbean, maybe a nice bit of dinner and some fun?”
While I hardly expect them to buy me dinner, Kevin Marsden enjoys taking me to new places, however, they’re usually two or three cities away.
“I do believe that would be perfect for….. say, Thursday night? Seven o’clock?”
“You’re on, and I do like my food spicy!”
He promises me a treat for dinner and I’m off. Less than two hours later the new man e-mails me, he’s using a very generic sounding name, but some do. Others trust me with their real names, knowing they can torpedo my college dreams as well as I can ruin them. Discretion, darling, it’s worth it. He does sound pretty nice via e-mail, and describes a marriage that’s all-too familiar to me. His wife just stopped caring. Maybe he got out of shape, maybe the change took her appetite for sex, who knows, but he wasn’t happy. He described his ideal scenario as ‘lots of kissing, caressing and a lot of foreplay” as he really enjoyed it. That sounded perfect for me, so we set it up. I asked for any personal requests, with a general description of myself, because some guys want me in black lingerie, some like white, one guy wanted me in jeans and my sorority sweatshirt, it’s all up to them and I do try to accommodate them. They trust their friend’s recommendation, because no one gets a picture of me, and their cell is confiscated upon arrival. He wanted lots of candles, soft music, and me dressed very ladylike in a full length outfit. My favorite way to go, he sounded like a real gentleman. I gave him my somewhat complicated ritual of knocking in code, and announcing himself, and entering my door at the correct time, and told him my address would be forthcoming an hour and a half before our meeting.
Two weeks later, I’ve gotten showered and ready in one of my favorite outfits, it’s an off-white silk outfit that looks like it might have been worn by Rita Hayworth or someone like that. Lots of lace, and just a hint of skin, the tease is so important in these scenarios. A dab or two of my favorite perfume, and I set Pandora to some smooth old school jazz. The candles are lit and I am ready, I recline on my bed and wait.
One-two-three, one-two, one-two comes the knocks.
“Yes?” I ask in a loud enough, but still ladylike voice.
“Uh, it’s..Martin.” He’s awkward with his assumed name, how sweet.
“Do come in, I’m in the bedroom.”
The door opens and closes, and the footsteps come to my room, the lights are down, and the candles blaze.
“Hello, Melissa, I’m Martin and I…..oh….MY….GOD.”
I look up and the man standing in my bedroom is none other than…my father.
Oh shit.
Oh shit.
“What the….HELL are you doing? he asks, raising his voice with each syllable.
“Me? What are YOU doing? Running around on Mom? What’s going on?”
He just stands still without moving a muscle. Then he seems to collapse and he shuffles over to my big chair and sits down heavily.
“Well, I guess you can figure out things aren’t so good at home, right?” he asks with a pained look.
“Um, yeah, I got that all right.”
“But this? You’re selling yourself? A hooker?”
Whoops, daddy, you just pissed me off.
“For your information, I’m not a hooker, I am a courtesan. While sex is involved, it’s more about the connection, the closeness, some guys have never actually had sex with me, but they pay me well to listen to their problems and be a non-judgmental sounding board. A service you found yourself in need of, right? And did you look on some sleazy adult website to find it? Craigslist? Did you pick me up on a streetcorner? No, you wanted something unique, and special, and you found it. Not that you expected it to be me, I’ll grant you.”
“Are you even….going to school? or is this your education or career or what?”
“Oh, I’m going to school all right, and the “loans” I’m paying off don’t actually exist. I’m paid all the way until law school. Every penny of it earned by me. 4.0 average, tops in my class, and eagerly awaiting the next step. All paid for by me. I’m don’t owe anyone a dime except for my Nordstrom’s account which I’ll pay tomorrow. I do ‘nanny’ a bit to hide the source of my income, and I do pay my taxes. Your little girl learned finance well, wouldn’t you say?”
He gave me a half relieved, half stunned look.
“Well, that’s not bad at all from the money side of it, but doing this…for money?”
“Daddy, I’m what they want me to be, that’s all, like I said, sometimes there’s not even any sex. I listen to them, comfort them, offer advice on bedroom matters to the guys who might be able to fix things, and so on. I’m extremely careful, and have never caught anything, nor will I, and no, I don’t do anything disgusting. I have certain limits, and they’re respected.”
“When I’m done with law school, I will also have a vast network of professional men that know me well who will provide me with excellent contacts throughout my career. The circuit judge I see once a month will certainly be a helpful man to know, wouldn’t you say? Above all, I’m discrete. No one will ever find out, about me, or about them.”
“Unless, of course, it’s your father who drops by to try to forget his problems.” he answered morosely.
“Actually, what is going on? You’re here, we should at least try to talk about your problems there. I do that part of it quite well, believe it or not.” I said with a small smile.
Like my first, he broke down at that point. A storm of weeping as he detailed mom’s lack of interest, her devotion to charity work, her seeming ignoring of the fact that he’d kept himself in good shape and never said a word about her not looking like she did when she was 25. He let loose with torrents of emotion, and I comforted him, I held him close and let him get it out.
Then I kissed him. Yes, yes, I know, my own father? Indeed. I was always daddy’s girl, and once when I was twelve I’d accidentally opened the bedroom door to find him standing there sporting a huge erection. We both pretended it had never happened, but many years later I’d wondered what might have happened, and proceeded to fantasize about it. He was a very handsome man still, and it awakened a hunger I’d never known could truly exist. Like Lee, he stopped.
“This isn’t right, we shouldn’t….”
“If I was working in a salon and you saw me cutting hair, would you have a problem with me cutting your hair? No, you wouldn’t…think of me as a professional, think of me as the woman you were expecting to meet tonight, and only call me Melissa, and forget I’m Jane, Jane’s not here, but I am, and melissa will make you feel very, very good….”
With that I kissed him deeply and let my tongue slip into his mouth, and when he slipped his own tongue into my mouth, I knew we were going to have a very different sort of relationship from then on. We kissed passionately, and he gently, ever so gently stroked his finger across my left breast and my achingly erect nipple, and it felt soooo good. He did it again, and then caressed my other breast in his hand, and slip his hand down to my hip before pulling me close to kiss me again. My arms were around him, and I pulled his glasses off, and reached into undo his tie, and tossed it onto the floor. With a smile, he helped me out of the robe to reveal the full gown, and then caressed my hips down past the split at the side. His shirt came off quickly, and then his pants, and he and rolled together, kissing with flaming passion, and then he slipped his fingers under the strops and pulled the gown down to reveal my breasts. My nipples were begging for attention, but he simply admired the view and softly told me how beautiful I was, which warmed me up even more. He gently sucked one, then the other, before drifting upwards to kiss me more while softly tweaking them with his fingers. He was the most gentle man I’d ever know then, and I couldn’t wait for more. I wanted him now and I wanted him to hammer me, but he wasn’t doing anything of the sort.
After a bout of kisses and flying tongues, he pulled the gown down further, and I lifted my legs so he could take it completely off. I lay there naked before his gaze, and smiled and asked him, “Enjoying the view”?
“Oh yes, sweetie, very much…” as he pulled up and removed his boxers to reveal his rock hard cock. When I’d seen it years before it had seemed huge, but I’d always assumed that was not really knowing what one was supposed to look like. My adult eyes revealed to me that my father was extremely well hung, eight plus inches, and very thick. Oh god, that was going to feel so incredible….
He continued to kiss me but then slid down next to me, and began to kiss the back of my neck as he turned me to spoon me. His arms felt so good around me, and he softly kissed me as his cock slid between my legs, just slightly rubbing the edges of my wet lips. I wanted to just arch my back and drive him into me, but he was taking the lead, as his fingers explored me, one hand rubbing my nipples, and the other slowly snaking down to explore my aching pussy. He ran his fingers though my neatly trimmed strip, and around the edges of, but he didn’t actually touch it, he just caressed the area, making me want his touch all the more.
He used his left hand to pull my leg upwards, and then his right finally made contact, just slipping between the lips, ever so slightly. I let out a low moan of pleasure and he slipped the fingers a bit deeper, but then pulled them out, using my juices to get the rest of the area soaking wet. He tweaked my clit just a bit, enough to send a shock of pleasure through me, and I was so horny that I orgasmed, ever so slightly. My soft gasp made him chuckle, as he continued to spread my juices around, and then with his pinky finger, he slid it all the way around, and just brushed against my quivering ass. I couldn’t help it, I thrust against him trying to get him inside me, but he knew what he was doing, better than any man I’d ever been with. He slowly turned me again so he was on top and then he licked my pussy bottom to top, and gently sucked on my clit as I lay panting, waiting to get fucked, but to be denied yet again as my legs spread wide. He dove into eating my sweet wetness, licking, sucking, and teasing me, but then he did something I’d never done, and pulled my legs further up, and I felt his tongue slide into my ass!
While anal was never offered, I’d played with toys quite a bit, and was actually waiting to find a guy to try this sort of thing with, and I kept myself extremely clean. He used his tongue to please me in ways I’d never really believed could feel good, and he was apparently a master of it. I got wetter, and wetter, and wetter still as he came around to suck hard on my quivering clit, and gently bite down on it, as I screamed out an orgasm, soaking him in the process, but I was too far gone to care about anything else at that point!
Again and again, he sucked me to wave after wave of pleasure, and was more intense than it had ever been. Then he pulled my legs up again to go back and spread my wetness with his tongue all over my ass, which I would have happily given to him if he’d asked for it. He could have just rammed himself in and I wouldn’t have minded a bit.
The he flipped me over, and I assumed the doggy position, and he took his place behind me, gently running his fingertips across my wet and waiting ass, I was wet enough, he could have slipped in easily, but he didn’t as I could feel him trying to do something. I looked around to see him unrolling a condom and I knew that wasn’t what I wanted.
“I’m protected, just give me all of your love, all of it, every sweet drop…please?” I was begging him and I knew it was what I wanted.
He obliged me by slowly sliding his cock deep inside of me, letting out a soft grunt of pleasure as he filled my waiting vagina with what I wanted most, and I let out a soft moan to match his grunt. He grabbed my hips and slowly rocked us back and forth, not going any deep or pulling out at all, but it felt so damned good, just feeling us move like that. Then he smoothly extended his rocking to stroke me deeply, my intense wetness made for some squishing sounds, but it was just so incredible feeling him moving with me. He picked up his pace and was now pumping me with long deep strokes, and pulling almost all the way out, which I knew from previous experience would make me come very quickly, even in doggy.
After only a few minutes, I was shaking, knowing a monster orgasm was moments away, but he was thrusting smoothly, and I wondered how long he would last? My shaking got worse, and sure enough, I came with a vengeance and a yelp, but he still pounded away, maybe two or more were going to be my treat from this most incredible of lovemakings, and then I came again, with a squeal, but he wasn’t finished, he pumped me a few more times, then pulled out and flipped me around quickly, but gently, and plunged deep into me in the missionary position. The change of position cooled me for a few moments, but soon I was achingly expecting another orgasm, and he did not disappoint me, as I came, but with less intensity than before, and I knew I couldn’t take much more.
Another two or three minutes of deeply filling me, and then he switched positions again, and I prepared for more doggy, but it was not to be, not at all, as he took his rock hard cock which had been ramming me for some time, pulled out, and slammed it into my ass!
“Aaaaaaieee!!” I yelped as he drove deep into me, I had never taken anal, and hadn’t expected it! Now his hands, which had been so gentle, grabbed my hips roughly as he hammered my ass deep. It hurt, but it felt good, exciting, knowing he was taking me, knowing I was doing what he wanted, that I was satisfying his deepest urges, that I was his, totally and completely. As I got used to it, it felt better and better, and I knew that the mix of my juices and his pre-cum had me lubed up well enough, so I relaxed and enjoyed it, and even when his hands started slapping my ass cheeks with each thrust, I enjoyed it more and more. Pain? What was pain compared to this pleasure? The pleasure of being his? The thrill of being taken by the man I loved more than any other?
My pleasure built, and I came once more, just before he groaned loudly and slammed himself as deep as he could into my ass. He held me tight, rocking like we had earlier, as I could feel his ejaculation in me. Back and forth we rocked, until with a long, aching sigh, he pulled out of me and collapsed onto the bed. I fell forward, and lacked even the strength to prop myself up with my elbows, and I rolled over to pull myself close to him.
LIke Lee, he cried, but this was from a guilt far, far deeper than any the caring Mr. Cooper might have suffered. I held him, and let him weep, for things could never be the same again, perhaps different wasn’t so bad?
“Oh god,” he finally sobbed, “what have I done?”
“Shhh…it’s all right.”
“How can it be? What I just did?”
“Nothing happened that I didn’t want to happen. Ever since I saw you naked that day with an erection, I’ve wondered, now I know. I know what kind of pleasure you can give me, and more importantly, what kind of pleasure I can give you. I know you enjoyed that. It was rough, it was wild, but it felt good, and I could feel your love for me every second of it. Maybe that’s wrong by some people’s rules, but not by mine.”
“But it was so…uncontrolled…”
“Mmmm…and someone else can’t handle that? I’m not surprised. She always seemed so uptight. I’m not, you know that now, although that was my first anal. I’d been looking to try it, but never found the right guy, and he was much closer than I’d ever dreamed.”
“And now?”
“What about it? Unless you’ve forgotten, this was an exercise in you having your way with Melissa. You did, and she enjoyed herself as well. You want more? We can do that, but the thing is to not let guilt tear you up. You wanted an escape, a wild time, you got it, so why worry? You can go on your way and we’ll pretend your knowing who I am never happened. We can keep it totally professional.”
He seemed okay with that, and with an awkward embrace and kiss he left after we showered together.
Keep it professional?
Maybe he can.
I can’t.
That was the most incredible sexual experience of my life.
With the man I love the most.
I see therapy in my future. After all, doesn’t every girl love Daddy?
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This is one of those stories that no one will ever believe. And it all starts with a Christmas party for my workplace.
I’ll start at the beginning. My name is Chris, I’m 21 years old, blonde hair, blue eyes and a decent 6 foot figure. I’m no athlete but I keep myself fit. For the past 6 years, I have worked in a DVD rental store. Yeah, they still exist. It’s a small business, and there’s only about 10 people altogether that work here. We’re pretty much a family. I’m the assistant manager now, either because no one else wanted the job or has left years ago. With that, I’m in charge of the rosters. There’s always two people on each shift, and my two shifts a week just happened to have me working with Elly.
She’s just turned 20, and has worked here for about 2 years. She’s, as she likes to put it, “vertically challenged” at 5’2”. She also has blonde hair and blue eyes, coincidentally, and she’s an absolute stunner. I keep insisting to her it’s a coincidence that her availability for shifts lines up with mine, which she believes, but I’m starting not to. My boss doesn’t really like co-workers dating, so I have to control myself, but I lose myself with Elly. She laughs at all my jokes, she’s into comics and games like I am, she’s perfect.
It’s around the middle of December, and we close the store and all of us, except for Elly, head to a Chinese restaurant a few suburbs over. I have to admit I’m disappointed she isn’t here, but then my phone rings. It’s her.
“Hey Elly, what’s up?”
“Hey Chris, I know I’m late but my car broke down so now I’m on a train, I promise I’ll meet you guys there,” she says, almost panicking.
“Calm down Elly, it’s alright, we’ll wait for you before we order.”
“Thanks Chris, you’re the best!”
She hangs up and I sigh. I have to admit it to myself now. I’m in love.
We all get to the restaurant and surprisingly, Elly is already there. By God she looks amazing. Even though it’s a casual event, and she’s in skinny jeans and a nice jacket, her top is quite low, showing off her perfect C-cups. I’m guessing.
We all have a nice dinner, a few drinks and call it a night around 11:30.
“See ya guys!” Elly says, waving goodbye and heading toward the train station.
“You’re not going on a train alone this late at night, are you?” my boss asks.
“I’ll be fine, Greg. It’s only 20 minutes.”
“Nonsense, someone should go with you.”
Nows my chance.
“I’ll go with you. You’re going my way anyway,” I say, trying to be as casual as I can.
“Sure, thanks Chris,” she smiles.
We head off and wait for the train. “You know, you really didn’t need to come with me Chris. But thanks, I’m pretty sure Greg was going to volunteer if no one else did.”
“Yeah Greg is not the best company. He is 60. You wouldn’t have much to talk about,” I joked.
The train arrives and we both get on. Something wasn’t right about this train though. It’s almost midnight and there are too many people on the train. It’s not full or anything, but still a lot. I shrug it off, thinking that maybe there was a concert or something I didn’t know about. We find a seat and sit next to each other.
The train leaves and I keep looking at Elly. Specifically, her tits. The train’s movements are making her tits jiggle up and down, and I’m almost hypnotised.
“Like what you see?” Elly asks, smirking.
“I- I- uh, wasn’t staring or anything,” I lied.
“It’s alright if you were. I was hoping you would make the first move,” she says seductively. She takes off her jacket and lowers her top slightly, just enough for me to see the top of her bra. I look around nervously, trying to avoid her gaze, and notice something.
Everyone else on the train is slowly moving to another person. Biting their lips, squirming in their seats, getting red and flustered. Like somehow everyone on the train is getting horny. That couldn’t be possible, right?
I didn’t know, but I definitely felt my pants tighten. Elly is inching closer and closer to me. She reaches over and puts her hand directly on my cock. It’s completely hard now. “Wow, I wondered how big your dick was, I’m impressed,” she says, her breathing getting heavier.
I can’t hold back anymore. I take off my belt and unzip my jeans, reaching down and slipping my cock out. Elly shudders. She leans down and puts her mouth around my cock, working her way down until all 9 inches are in her mouth. It’s bliss. My eyes roll back and I place my hand on her head, guiding her slightly.
She stops for a second and looks me right in the eyes. It’s an almost animalistic stare. “I need more.”
She stands up and takes off her pants entirely, and I do the same. I look around and everyone else is either already fucking or getting close to it. She rips off her panties and her top, leaving just her bra on. I take off my underwear and she gets on my lap. Her hot pussy so close to my cock. She lifts her hips up and tries to get her pussy in line with my cock, so I help her out. She slowly lowers herself, and the feeling is amazing. She is already really wet, and as she starts moving up and down, I can feel her getting wetter and wetter. Her juices coating my cock with every bounce. I’m in heaven.
She starts getting faster and I pull her closer, reaching behind her and unclamping her bra. She leans back and lets her tits fall. They are bouncing with her every movement. I grab both of them and start massaging them, which only makes her hornier. She speeds up as fast as she can and before long, I feel pressure building up in my balls.
“I’m gonna cum!”
“Me too!”
We both scream out as my balls empty into her hot pussy. Her juices flowing out and coating my cock and balls. She falls into me, exhausted and confused.
“We’ve missed our station,” I say. She just laughs.
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Since my divorce 10 years ago my sex life has been all but non-existent; Settling for the mouse of a man I foolishly married far before I even knew myself resulted in over a decade of mind numbing mediocrity. Here I was approaching my 40s, alone and childless;suffering from a lifetime of chronic sexual disappointment.
I met Glen as I walked out of the only variety store in our small town, the rumble of his classic chopper immediately turned my head. I couldn’t help but stare at the leather armored man as he gracefully dismounted his heavily chromed steed. A bald heavily bearded head popped out of the helmet, which instantly signaled to me that he was definitely from the elusive “Bad Boy” ilk of which I always had a private yearning for, yet never experienced.
Our eyes locked only for a moment as he nodded me a ‘Hello’ before entering the shop; his grey eyes were wolf-like scary, lighting up a ruggedly weathered face – A face interesting enough for me to decide I had forgot something as an excuse to re-enter the store for another peek. I entered the store and watched as his heavy boots clomped to the back of the store stopping the beer cooler, he must of had at least a foot on me, around 6’2, his legs looked strong, supporting a nice ass that pushed his jeans out of his weathered chaps, I pegged him around a decade older than me perhaps approaching his 50’s. My friend Val working the counter interrupted my gaze…
“Back so soon?” She quipped giving me a knowing wink.
“That guy, do you know him?” I whispered, he turned toward me, I quickly turned my head away as he approached the counter.
“Marlboro Red” Val hissed back.
“Huh?” I whispered as I continued to watch him out of the corner of my eye.
Armed with two 6 packs of canned beer he strolled up to the counter; an unbuttoned black leather vest that hung off his broad shoulders, showing a well defined hairy chest, with just a hint of beer belly.
“Marlboro Red King” his deep voice blurted as he dismissively pulled a large wallet chained to his belt. I was a tad intimidated by him, eye level was no higher than his chest and although I was by no means petite, I felt very little standing in his shadow. Val gave me a glance of encouragement as she turned to fill his order, my heart was in my throat as I struggled to open up some dialogue that would be at least somewhat clever.
“Nice Bike” was all I could manage…
“Thanks, you ride?” he non-nonchalantly answered without even looking at me.
“Oh god no, I giggled. “Well… horses, but … well- bikes no, I stammered; sure I was blushing like schoolgirl.
“Almost the same thing” he smiled, looking down at me.
“Power between the legs”… he added, giving me a sly grin while pretending not to check me out. He threw a few bills on the counter;
“Keep it”, he looked at me and muttered a curt “C’ ya”…
“Ya C’ ya”… I gulped as that cute ass of his walked out of the door.
Val showed no quarter; “Pathetic, truly pathetic!”
I had to agree, too obvious with no confidence, the sluggish years behind me had done the job of reducing me into the dowdy woman I never wanted to be.
“So you know him”, I asked.
“Sure, Glen comes to the store now and then, I think he lives out in the boonies near County Rd 6. I’ve seen him at Roni’s a few times chatting with her behind the bar… I think he’s a regular, I don’t go there much it’s a bit of a dyke dive but my Jack likes it.” Val rubbed her chin, “I’m pretty sure he gets turned on when some of the biker chicks make out with each other; all I know is that after going there I seem to get an extra special ‘Happily Ever After’ come bedtime – Men are such simple creatures.”
“Never heard of Roni’s, I responded; already wondering if he had something going with this bar maid.
Val chuckled in response; “Well that’s because it not your kind of place, besides you never go anywhere. You really should shut off that damned computer and mingle with the 3D people for a change.”
“Hmm maybe I will,” I sighed.
“Ya I bet you will, looks like you have it pretty bad, but seriously I know you and that guy there is definitely not your type… I mean – Seriously? He’s kinda rough, and well… a bit seedy?”
“How do you know what my type is,” I snapped… I don’t even know what my type is anymore, maybe I like rough and seedy!”
Val laughed, “Your type is the same as mine Red, and it lives in the bed stand next to the batteries!”
“Sad but true.” I reflected, “But I don’t have a man, at least I have an excuse.” I stabbed back, “C’ ya later!”
As I walked home I felt sorry for myself, Val was right; what would a guy like that see in conservative homebody like me. I couldn’t deny that just the thought of a chance with this man made me wet, I needed to make changes!
I got home and immediately went to my room and took stock in myself using the full length mirror that I have been avoiding to look into for months. I reluctantly disrobed, hoping the years of neglect wouldn’t show, but it was not meant to be; My once fiery red hair was limp and graying, my breasts drooped over my belly like overfilled water balloons…and my thighs, well they were huge! Not liking what I was seeing I turned and reluctantly examined my hips and butt, like my thighs, my hips too had widened far beyond comfort, but my butt was still somewhat round. I suppose it still had some allure – had it not been for the years of drowning my frustrations with cookie dough and ice cream I would say it was almost passable.
I looked down at my calves and feet, the last bastion of my femininity – the only features I felt retained any semblance of my youth. I always liked my feet, they could use a pedi – but they were still small and pretty. I stepped back and took a look at the whole picture: Ghost-like skin not seeing a razor in months, too many fading freckles dotting my face, shoulders, arms and breasts. Disgusted, I turned and studied my profile; I suppose with a few well thought out wardrobe choices and perhaps a power-bra I could be promoted to ‘curvy in all the right places’ without overly bending the truth. All -in -all it was pretty much a horror show. The majority of added weight had nested into my lower chassis leaving my ass and thighs shallowly rippled with cellulite – that was not going away anytime soon.
Dejected, I plopped onto the bed, pretty feet and a passable (if clothed) ass wasn’t much to work with. Who was I kidding? No way at this point of my life would I have the willpower to change what I had going on… it was too daunting a task and would take far too long to correct. No, I had to accept what little I had, try to work it to my advantage.
As the cause of my sudden self interest in body image, I thought of Glen; he was the opposite from my ex Gerry; a pasty intellectual of whom I was chained to for far too long. Glen was tall, handsomely rugged and yes, somewhat seedy. None-the-less I sat up against the head board, my hand found its way under my panties and slipped between the dampness of my blushing lips. My thoughts, more dark than romantic fantasized of what it would be taken by bad boy like him, I wiggled my toes, then spread them in admiration; An image of Glen knelt before them entered my head; forgoing his dominance for only a moment, he would explore their softness with his rugged hands;
‘His grey eyes would penetrate my own as he massaged my instep and heel, then gently kiss each digit before the roughness of his palms delved into the arresting curve of my calves. He kneaded the fullness of my thighs, his movements becoming increasingly gruff’
“Aaaummm”, I moaned. My fingers had unwittingly begun to fondle the underside of my clit, my legs perversely spread wide in automatic response to my sexual delusions;
‘His wiry beard would tickle the insides of my legs, as he worked his way up my trembling body, ever too briefly brushing over my clit before he knelt ominously over me. He would briefly manhandle my breasts, pulling at my nipples, then roll them between his grubby fingers until they swelled hard, and tingled with fearful excitement’.
“Ooooh!” I yelped; Lost in the rapture of fantasy, I pulled my twinging button’s hood slowly up then down, slipping a couple fingers between my labia every now again to lubricate. After only a few minutes my legs warmed, I was well on my way to orgasm;
‘His mouth moved to my shoulder and dove into my neck; my legs stiffen as he nibbles then chews at its crick with a carnality that forces me to crane my neck into total submission. He continues the attack until my legs weaken in noble surrender, His eyes now wolf- like meet mine, a smile of conquest greets me before he seals his lips over mine. Our mouths open, our tongues probe deeply within one another in hot / passionate dance’.
“Aaaahhh!” I was getting close now, the sensuality of the scenario had fully lifted my clit to new heights, it now stood erect on its own, its twitching head no longer enjoying the furry nest of my vulva. My pussy was also roused, gentle waves of pleasure murmured deep from within, causing it to leak in demand of penetration. I couldn’t remember the last time I felt so contently wet, I frantically groped for my best friend which (as always) was dutifully waiting in the bed table drawer. A twinge of chagrin pretty much ruined the mood however, as I struggled to remove its thick bulk. Finally wedging it out, I looked at it in quiet dismay; this is what my intimate life had come to; A 3″ diameter, 10″ silicone phallus, the tool that finished me off after I wounded myself through the self-inflicted stimulation of my clit: How sad, a dead and cold chunk of rubber was what I had come to rely on to sate my sexuality… the usual.
I threw it on the bed, got up and while tweaking on my clit I went back to the mirror. I watched my hand as it rubbed over it, slipping occasionally across the entrance of my hole, Mmmm, in an effort to re-light my vivid imagination I shuttered my eyes;
‘He placed his heavy cock into hand, I took its smooth plum like-head and wedged between the ardor of my inner lips, back and forth… so smooth and warm, my clit was at full chub, unafraid I reached down and stretched them apart for him’;
I pushed a couple of fingers into me, although initially pleasant, they were woefully inadequate, I wanted to feel stuffed, I needed to feel full! I sat down on the floor and hiked up one leg pulling it back and away to give the other full access to my wanting hole, it slipped in easily to the wrist, but beyond that I couldn’t manipulate my fingers in the way I wanted to. After 30 seconds or so I began to tire, reluctantly I dropped my leg and looked at the reflection in the mirror, my hand was desperately stymied by short arms and chubby frame. Frustrated. I knelt on all fours, ass to mirror, hoping for more comfortable access. Looking over my shoulder I slipped my hand under my belly and tried again, it went in a little farther – just beyond the wrist. I was able to pump my hand in and out a few times, causing my vaginal walls to relax enough to accommodate the intrusion. I could feel them wonderfully clamping then relaxing with each thrust, mushy sounds became loader as a build-up of lubrication started to release.
Out of primal necessity I instinctively lifted my leg and placed my foot flat to the floor, this gave me an inch or to more and enough dexterity to close my hand into a fist. I curved my wrist in an effort to bury it as deep into my hole as I could, then fucked myself as hard as my physique would allow. Again my eyes closed.
‘He thrust his cock into me all the way, which took my breath away. Not caring about my own comfort, he pounded me until my innards numbed and my pussy could hug him no more… a throbbing wave of elation jolted through my soul, my legs collapsed beneath me’…
Basking in the sensuality of the tenderness pulsating around my hand, multiple shudders wracked my heated pot into orgasm, throwing my whole body into tremors of contentment. To take full advantage of the violently blissful contractions I removed my hand, allow my vag to breath. I pinched at my hood in to feed my clit’s relentless hunger for stimulation. My body bucked 5 or 6 times protesting the intensity of every shudder, the severity of the seizures had me crying out loud enough for the neighbors to hear! My legs began to shake madly; cautioning me to halt the assault on my clit and grant it the freedom to naturally flutter on its own. Now able to breathe my pussy also started to settle, the once violent cramps had now transformed into a gentle buzz, shooting static through my legs and abdomen warming my tummy in a blanket of joy. I collapsed my legs as the static slowly softened to a buzz, then finally dissipated all together. Exhausted into a fully relaxed and sated state, I brought my moistened fingers to nose to sample their light scent then brought them dreamily to my lips then tasted myself for the first time.
“Mmmm”… the most intimate of secretions, how naughty, how provocatively taboo! Needing to sample more, I parted my labia; all four fingers impatiently traced up my inflamed slit for another taste.
“Mmmm”, the unique flavor intensified in my mouth another aftershock surprised my pussy, I licked the film from each finger in sublime delight – God I was so turned-on!! I closed my eyes and ran my mind back to my meeting with Glen, I’m sure he did check me out!
Suddenly I stopped, fantasy slipped back to reality causing my rinsed fingers to suddenly pull away from my lips. A pang of remorse flooded through me, what had I just done?! By no means was I a stranger to masturbation, but never did I have the inclination to fist-fuck myself nor the appetite to eat my own cum – and to so thoroughly enjoy it, what was happening to me?! The aquatic aftertaste in my mouth cheapened the very core of my conservative beliefs, making me wonder what other desires were hidden below the surface. Was this a sign? Perhaps a reminder of how pathetically guarded I had become? I searched deep within myself and came up with the only feasible justification for such a self-serving indiscretion. Could it be my body was rejecting all previous programming; challenging me to fearlessly face the true extent of my sexuality? It had been neglected so long, was now the time to welcome in a new beginning?
I needed to feel warm lips and a tongue to replace my hand down there, I needed a real cock to the grasp the type of intimacy words could not. I wanted my pussy to be filled deep and hot, replacing the cold of my dildo, I needed to be fulfilled in an more meaningful way that even my largest toy couldn’t attain. No – For once in my life I needed to be properly laid, I needed to embrace all the untoward desires came with it and, most of all; I needed a plan!
I decided a good start would be some much needed work on my look, followed by an impromptu Friday night visit to Roni’s. Again I looked into the mirror, hmmm – dolling up may be not the way to attract a man like Glen, maybe a more modest, white-bread approach was in order; A confident woman in her natural state. I’ve seen biker chicks in my time, most of which didn’t bother with the trouble of enhancing their features through artificial means. A natural, earthy authenticity is what seemed to work for them, and hopefully it could work for me.
Excited at my revelation, I rang up Val, for the price of picking up the tab for her and Jack I made a deal with her to meet me at the bar. Quickly I realized that I had overplayed my hand after hearing her exuberant response;
“I wouldn’t miss this for the world, see you Friday!”
‘Hmmm’ what to wear? Perhaps a throwback look out my high school days? Tank top, faded jeans / jean jacket, heavy leather belt and my old doc martins that were collecting dust somewhere in the basement. The jeans weren’t a problem I had a pair that formed my broadened hips to a tolerable ass. My old jean jacket however was a different issue; it was likely a few sizes too small. Perhaps if I cut the off the sleeves, it could pass for a vest; just small and tight enough to thin out my waist to highlight the cleavage of my breasts.
After a bit of effort I found myself donning my “new” look in the mirror, ‘not bad’ I thought; the sleeveless jacket’s lower 2 buttons actually managed to clasp, corseting my tummy. In combination with my form fitting jeans and I had to admit, my ass looked pretty good under the arch of my back. My breasts were proudly popping out of the top and looked a little too enhanced for my liking, so I decided to lose the magic of my push-up bra by replacing it with a tight fitting scoop cut sleeveless T. After a few adjustments of the vest, my cleavage deepened, and also exposed just a hint of nipple through the lightness of the T’s fabric. Although my boobs noticeably hung lower, my stomach now narrowed by the vest made them look just as good – if not better besides, being bra-less made me feel more the part. A satisfying sense of empowerment overcame me; having developed early in life, I couldn’t remember the last time I went out in public letting my boobs fall free.
I looked back in the mirror satisfied; having achieved ‘curvy in the right places’ with my new down-to-earth look, my confidence was renewed. The only thing that did invite reason for pause was the orange tufts of hair (easily visible to the naked eye) under my arms. Feeling rebellious, I decided to go ‘au naturel’ and leave be the hairy pits. Bemused by going native, I took my newly found empowerment one step further and decided to forgo trimming my bush – I also fated the fuzz that crawled over my groin and down my legs to be left unmanaged. God if Glen would only get that far (Seedy is as Seedy does) I crossed my fingers.
By the time Friday night came along my coveted manicured fingernails were no-more; I had chewed them down beyond the nubs of my fingers. Whether conscious or not my nail biting habit revived, adding another element of detail to my new unrefined look. To accessorize I went with an ornate Gothic silver cross on a simple round leather thong; knotting it around my neck, I let it hang just long enough to draw the eye to the cleavage below it. Another thong around my wrist became the only other accessory.
Admittedly my ego got the better of me and I refreshed my flat graying hair back to its original state, but it looked natural enough. I combed it out to a ponytail and slipped through the stone-washed ball cap I found at the bottom of my wardrobe. I sat at the dressing table and looked into the mirror, my once vibrant green eyes looked a little pale so I brushed a little mascara on my lashes, just enough to brighten them up, I also added some color to my lips a lightly blended coat of Hollywood Red – just a little tone to outline their shape and darken them enough to be a noticeable asset. I had to admit I was looking pretty good, and already feeling better about myself.
I looked down at my newly manicured feet and toes peaking below the tight legs jeans hugging my skin just above the ankle, I had cut the nails short, and left them unpolished in their cute natural state. I slipped on my Docs, hoping that they would be untied and slowly removed in the not-too-distant future. I was ready, with a final approving glance in the mirror I took a breath, grabbed my purse and headed to the bar.
Entering the bar and could instantly smell its past, dimly lit it was all but empty with only two boisterous men playing pool at a table that seen better days. A third man watching Auto Racing highlights on the single old school TV behind the bar, peanut shells covered the planked floor around the stool beneath him. A thin older women 20 years or so beyond my age was curiously dumping a bucket of ice into a trough full of bottled beer, she must of had high hopes that the crowd would pick up. Yes, Roni’s lived up to its dive reputation and being the only other female in the place I questioned whether I should stay or not. I looked at the neon clock over the bar- still early. I took a seat at the bar and decided to order a drink hoping that things would liven up.
The woman immediately slid a bowl of shelled nuts in front of me; “What’s your pleasure Honey?”
“Glass of your driest wine, please.”
“Sure, we have 2 types, House Red and House White”, she drawled
“You know what, maybe I’ll just have a pint of your lightest draught.”
“Excellent choice” she quipped as she expertly pulled a pint from the tap; “Peanuts are on the house, but ya gotta work for them.”
“Does that include sweeping the shells from the floor?” I asked.
“Oh you’re definitely new. Here for Amateur night huh?”
“Ummm no just passing by, kinda looking for a friend… was told he comes here a lot.”
“Well then I would definitely know him, I’m Roni, the old broad that serves the drinks then throws them out when they had a little too much… you a Cop?”
My face reddened; “A Cop, God no!”… I shot her a quizzical look. “Really, do I look like a cop?” I asked, sincerely hoping I didn’t.
“Maybe like somebody that’s trying too hard not to look like one. Don’t sweat it – Just watching out for my boys, So this friend you’re looking for, does he have a name?”
“Glen, I’m Kathy by the way… I extended my hand… “My friends call me Red.”
“Pleasure to know you Red, do you mean Big Glen or Little Glen?”
“I’m not sure, how tall would you say little Glen is?”
Roni put her hand under her chin, “About y’ea tall.”
“Got to be Big Glen then, I suppose.”
“Ya well, little Glen is not exactly the ‘Lady’s’ man type, Big Glen well, he’s a sweetie. How do you know him?”
“Well to be honest I just bumped into him at the general store, the other day…in Moffatt.”
Roni shot me a sly smile; “So, you’re looking for a little more than a friend; and went out of your way, to boot.”
“I’m really not in the habit – but yea I suppose, well maybe.”
Roni gave me a nervous look; “Well best of luck to ya then.” With that she turned to adjust the bottles in the trough, in some way I felt I was given the ‘cold shoulder’.
“Hey, listen if he’s already taken then I’m not interested… just trolling you know… my friend Val says he talks with you a lot, can you give me a bit on his story?”
“Honey, Glen talks to me a lot cause he knows I keep my mouth shut… let’s just say technically he s not taken, but to be fair, you’d have a better chance hitting on me.”
“Really, how so?” I pressed.
“Listen honey, the reason most of the people come here is for anonymity, well that and maybe for the peanuts. If you can get him to talk you can find that out for yourself, he usually rolls in around 10. You’ll get yer chance, you’re sitting on his stool.”
Roni gave me a wink of encouragement, I gulped down some of my beer and looked at the neon clock over the bar; 8:30. Val and Jack should be rolling in soon I hoped. After 15 minutes or so Roni grabbed the empty and supplied me with another, then eventually another… Where the Hell was Val? By 9:30 the place filled to about half capacity, a single stool and a mic appeared on the small stage in preparation for the makeshift entertainment to come, thanks to Roni’s bar-tending skills I was feeling pretty loose and became less concerned over my friends tardiness.
Val and Jack strolled in and instantly picked my off. I could see Val put her hand to her mouth slapping Jack’s shoulder; “Red? Is that you? Oh-my-God!” Jack unphased, just nodded “Hey Kathy, I’ll grab us a table.” then walked away.
“Too much?” I whispered to Val.
“Too little if you ask me!” she lifted my arm and inspected my rendition of ‘au naturel’; “You forget something, or are ya hunting Gorillas?” she laughed… Jeesus Red!”
“It’s all part of my evil plan.” I whispered back.
“Well this is going to be good! Screw amateur night, I think the shows going to be right here.”
“More like a ‘no show’ Val, he’s not here.
“Well I gathered that, you’re sitting on his stool – Hey Roni, a bottle of your best champagne and a Bud for the old man, put it on Red’s tab!” You want anything Red, something strong for courage perhaps?”
“Something tells me I can’t afford it.”
“Just kidding.” Val smiled, “Like this joint has champagne.”
“Two Buds coming right up” Roni answered as if she were in on the joke. She grabbed two bottles from the trough and a 3rd for me, cracked them open then grabbed a shot glass and poured me a double tequila.
“I didn’t order this.” I protested.
“I know.” was Roni’s cryptic reply. Just then the door swung open and Glen strolled in and took quick look around;
“Speak of the devil, Val chimed, time for me to go, I’ll be right over there, ready to pick up the pieces if you need me.”
Glen only shrugged as he saw me in his spot then leaned up against the bar next to me. Almost instantly Roni came with a cold bottle of Bud, a shot glass and the bottle of tequila. An unfamiliar nervousness came over me, all the clever words I had left to memory to open with had vanished.
“You didn’t save my spot, Ron; what gives?” Glen grumbled.
“I tried to but she no listen, says she’s a friend of yours.”
“A friend huh,” he looked me over suspiciously; “Don’t think a friend of mine would jack my stool and drink my order.”
Roni gave me a quick wink, my face burned with embarrassment, talk about an ‘on the spot’ introduction;
“No, this is mine, I guess we have the same taste in libations. I’m Kathy, we met at the store the other day, I’m here with Val and Jack, you know Val… from the store.”
“Nope don’t recall”, was his distant and disingenuous reply. I decided to challenge his selective memory;
“Told you I liked your bike and you asked me if I ride.”
“Oh ya the chick who rides horses.” he spouted unenthusiastically;
“That’s right ” ‘Power between the legs’, I chirped. “My friends call me Red.”
“I’m Glen, my friends call me Glen. Kathy is it ?”
Glen’s aloof responses were a bit off-putting and not exactly the way I had pictured the scene in my head, I decided the best defense to his apparent disinterest may be a bit of playful banter;
“Well Glen, had I known this was your chair, I would of sat myself down way over there.”
“I’m OK with that, now that we understand each other, maybe you should, or even better you can join your real friends at their table” His rudeness was not only disheartening, but also begged a condescending and insolent response;
“You know… I would, but they’re having a bit of a tiff, I’m giving them a bit of space until the work it out. Besides I’ve grown to like it here, it’s very comfortable and that Roni, she is so delightful.”
“Delightful huh?” he grunted, not delightful enough to protect my stool; that bitch is losing her edge if you ask me.”
: The first impression Glen made on me back in Moffatt was quickly fading, his rugged exterior did not accurately translate the surly and childish demeanor within;He was actually pouting over a damned stool! I decided to patronize him, if it drew out another infantile response I would definitely stop wasting my time!
“No I don’t remember asking you… here take the stool – put your name on it for next time, save us all the heartbreak. I chided; Glens grey eyes brightened, with a huge grin he turned and slid an empty stool around me, he grabbed me roughly from under the arms, picking me up as easily as a child picks up a Teddy bear and plunked me onto it.
“Ya just gotta know where to look.” He announced, wiping the seat. Sure enough in crude carved-out letters was the word ‘Glen’.
“I’ll be damned! I stand corrected.” I raised my double and toasted: “To Glen’s stool, may he be the only big ass to sit on it.”
“Nice” was all he said as we simultaneously threw back our drinks. I shuddered I wasn’t much of a hard drinker and God I hated tequila. I quickly washed the vileness from my mouth with a beer chaser. As I lifted the bottle to my lips I noticed Glen was stealing a peek at my hairy pit, then our eyes met and he quickly turned away and started peeling the label off his beer.
“Hey Ron, how ’bout another!”
“Hold yer horses, I’m coming” Roni strolled over and poured Glen a stiff one then went to my glass to pour, I quickly put my hand over the glass.
“No thanks, I’m good.”
“Leave the bottle”, Glen grumbled.
“Your still paying full price, show me the green and I’ll think about it.”
“You know I’m good for it, just leave it – Old Woman.”
Roni’ frowned, “Such a charmer.” she walked away leaving the bottle. Glen poured himself another shot then took my glass and poured me another.
“So what the fuck’s with the hairy pits? You a bull-dyke or something?
My face reddened by his crudeness; “You kiss your mother with that mouth? What exactly is a bull-dyke?”
Glen let out a chortle; “Guess that would be a ‘No’ – Definitely not one of the Sisters.”
“Sisters?” I asked
“Ya you know, the Muff Rider gals.”
“Muff Rider…?”
“Yea, you know; the dykes on bikes – Ah fuck it, you’ll figure it out.”
“Oh a lesbian biker gang”, I feigned; “You a member?”
Glen shot me an toothy grin; “Once in a while when they decide only pussy won’t do.”
That comment was way beyond my comfort zone, whatever I saw in Glen was quickly absorbed by his crass and rude behavior, I looked over at Jack and Val’s table, and contemplated a quick exit.
“How very nice for you.” Was my sarcastic reply, I stood up and grabbed my beer, leaving his ‘gift shot’ behind untouched;
“Leaving so soon, what a shame, you coming all this way to meet me and all, and here I thought we were just getting to know each other.” Glen sneered back;
“I know enough, thanks for the drink.” I shot him my best dismissive look, then confidently strolled toward Val’s and Jack’s table.
“Bitch!” Glen half whispered making sure it was loud enough for me to hear; which prompted me to give him the double over- the-head’ one finger salute he so rightly deserved! I sat down. Val’s sad look told me she had witnessed the whole ‘train-wreck’ of the scene.
“Well that obviously went well!” she laughed; “The double one finger salute in less than 5 minutes.”
I nodded and emphatic “Yup, you got one thing right ‘Seedy’ – Seedy to the bone.”
“Awww, I’m sorry Hun, won’t say I didn’t warn ya – but hey, you gave it a shot, that’s a good thing right?”
“Well I suppose, but I think it’s time to go, you were right again Val, not exactly my kind of place.”
“Well you’re here now, just hang out with us, it’s amateur night and all, we got to see amateur night don’t we Jack?
“Ya we do.” Jack nodded, “One more round, if it sucks we can bail back to our place or whatever.”
C’mon, what do ya say?” Val chirped.
“Alright but just water for me though, the tequila is giving me a headache.”
“Oooo tequila, aren’t you the rebel!” Val teased.
I looked around, and saw the bar was filling up, most were women, rough around the edges earthy types; some coupled together most not. A dull roar of raucous conversation filled the room giving it a less depressing ambiance. I began to relax a bit when the whistle of the mic introduced the first act; Two jean clad relatively well groomed dudes waved to the room then hopped onto the stage; One armed with a 6 string the other a banjo. A slow rendition of dueling banjo’s prompted the room to whistle and clap in encouragement. As the guys fingered the strings more aggressively, trying to out-do one another. The room soon livened by the stomping of boots on the rough-cut planked floor.
The performance was quite good, but it was the antics of the crowd that I enjoyed most, Val was right I needed to get out more. Momentarily my attention drew away from the stage, I glanced over at the bar towards Glen, he was standing up now, involved in an interesting vignette; Seemingly he was in a heated argument with an obese woman wearing a crew cut and a patched jean vest, Roni was looking nervously at them in the background, then quickly dropped a drink in front of her and put her hand on the woman’s shoulder. The woman tersely rejected Roni’s touch, she harshly swept the gesture away then waddled back to the table occupied by her raunchy friends. After that show I soon realized that I had clearly hit rock bottom; my attitude even became more dire when an oldish woman shyly began to sing out a woefully grim rendition of ‘Paper Roses’.
‘Definitely time to go‘, I thought to myself as the song came to an end; For the ‘Grand Finale` She lifted her top and flashed her floppy breasts swinging them to the applause of the room, a full 30 seconds (30 seconds too much) lazily trudged by before she thankfully covered -up and hastily exited the stage.
I looked over at Jack and motioned my head towards the door, on queue Jack stood up in agreement and reached for his coat. Obviously he had also concluded show was a tad beyond the pale of decency.
“Well that was uncalled for!” Val joked, “So why don’t you come with us and tie one on at our place, we can pick up your car in the morning.”
Somewhat disappointed at how the evening had shaped up, I was in no longer in a social mood;
“Ya you know what, think I’ll pass, not feeling up to it to be honest, think I’ll just head home.”
“You sure? Could be fun.”
“Naw, I’m good, really, you too kids have fun, make out or something… got to hit the lieu, I’ll see you later.”
“Suit yourself, call me when you get home doll.” Val gave me a hug and Jack barely nodded ‘goodbye’.
I entered the bathroom, it had no right to be designated as womens, let alone human; It smelt of stale urine, someone had (not so recently) vomited- hitting both the toilet seat and the floor, the nicest touch being a lidless tin bucket in the corner which was affectionately labelled ‘Rag can’.
‘Yaaa…’I can hold it’ I thought, then hightailed out of there toward the door. Just as put my hand on the handle, a sharp whistle came from the bar. Roni was motioning me to over and Glen was nowhere? in sight so I strolled over;
“Aren’t ya forgetting about something?” She smiled, “Your bar tab, 2 beers, the shot was on the house.”
I pursed my lips in embarrassment, and dug into my purse;
“Sorry, I totally forgot, I was got a bit distracted, after talking to that so called ‘Sweetie’ of yours.
“Ya well, you must have caught him on a bad day, deep down he’s okay; he just gets a little miserable when his old lady is around.”
“WHAT THE HELL RONI, you told me he was available!” I hissed.
“I said technically he’s not taken, there’s a difference.”
“A difference… how so?
“They have an understanding; to be honest I was a bit surprised when she got a little miffed after she saw him talking to you.”
Stupefied, I leaned into her holding back my anger; “You don’t mean that huge monstrous woman! Well… Thanks a heap!”
“That be her, don’t sweat it! I gave her a drink to settle her down… so all good.” See they’ve already made nice, over there – at the Muff Riders table, her name is Katt, she’s the Queen Bee.”
I looked over and saw Glen chuckling next to her, she quickly gave him a light cuff to the side of the head, causing the table full of gals to explode in laughter.
“Well I feel safe, she’s the Queen Bee huh,” I chided sarcastically. “He’s with her, the Queen Bee of a gang of umm…”
“Dykes?” Roni quickly interjected. “Ya well is a long, complicated and sordid story, she wasn’t always a disgusting Pig.”
I was a bit taken aback by Roni’s candidness, but also intrigued by the rawness of this world that up till now, was alien to me.
“So are they, like married, I mean – how does that work?”
“Thirty years in the Fall, who woulda thunk it…huh?” Roni sighed.
“Wow, thirty years with that, she must have something I’m not seeing.”
Roni chuckled; “Well she’s got something alright, we call them the Sisters.”
My head was befuddled, this was getting juicy and interesting…
“To be fair, Glen has something too, so it works for them.”
“I couldn’t imagine anything redeeming could come from that Guy” I said somewhat cattily, not forgetting that just a few days prior I had felt otherwise.
“Sounds like you care trust me – you shouldn’t.” Roni spat, ‘Well I’ve said enough, 8.50 for the beers; whenever you’re ready to settle up.”
“You know, I think I’ll have a coffee, it’s a bit of a drive home.”
“I’ll put on a fresh pot.” Roni said with a weak smile.
I scanned back at the table; they were certainly a festive bunch, a miss mash of women of all shapes sizes, some butchy, others not so much, some were quite young others quite old, but they all had one thing in common; they all wore the same bandannas and had the same somewhat worn and nomadic complexion. And there was Glen the odd man out; he was hardly the sullen ass I met at the bar, his interaction with them was playful, almost exuberant. Roni popped into the scene and to the sound of applause plopped 4 pitchers of beer down onto the table. He graciously stood up and paid for the round, flipping the bills from a big roll of cash, Roni offered no change and quickly rushed it to the till.
“Coffee will be ready in a few Hun; sure I can’t get ya something a little more dangerous, night’s still young?” Roni chirped as she made her way back behind the bar.
“No I’m good, just need to plane out a bit.”
“Suit yourself.”
I really had to pee, I suppose if I was careful I could manage squatting over the toilet from hell, so I reluctantly headed for the lieu.
“I’ll be right back Roni, maybe when I get back you can tell me more.”
“Maybe if you buy me a drink I will darling… if you survive that sty.” she smirked.
“Sure have whatever you want.” Something told me a drink would be worth it.”
After I had done my business, my coffee was waiting for me and Roni helped herself to a whisky neat.
“Much obliged Red, so what’s your story? What brings you to a place like this – chasing down a man like Glen? I mean something tells me you’re more suited drinking a pricey Merlot at some sorry piano bar.”
“Well I wouldn’t exactly say I was chasing Glen down, more like just checking him out, just curious you know?”
“Riiiight”… Roni replied coyly.
“I guess I’m in a rut, I met my ex Gerry in high school, he was my best friend, first and only guy I ever…” I caught myself, wondering why I was spilling my guts to the virtual stranger behind the bar, but there was something maternal and down to earth about Roni, she seemed an old soul and wise, like evil twin of my Mom.
“Let me guess, he was a good provider but a dud in the sack.” Roni chuckled, “Wouldn’t be the first time I’ve heard that one; The old ‘big wallet and small pecker’ story. huh?”
“Something like that”, I sadly admitted looking into my coffee mug.
“Well you poor thing, how long has it been since you’ve been properly serviced?”
“Too long… way!” I sighed.
“How long is too long?” Roni questioned trying to shadow her disbelief.
“A decade, working on 2… I kinda lost count, pretty pathetic right?”
“Wow, no wonder you’re desperate, and this get up of yours, it’s not really you, now is it?”
“Ya well I thought maybe I would change things up a bit, I mean”… I took a sip of my coffee, and realized it wasn’t just coffee, I looked up at Roni.
“I put a dram or 2 of the Irish in it to make it a bit more interesting.” She smiled, then lifted up my arm;
“Definitely not you.” She brushed the tuft of hair under my pit. “So you thought this would attract a rogue like Glen to plug that sad pussy of yours huh?”
I pulled away, red faced, I definitely began to regret my ‘Au Naturel’ fashion choice.
“Not sure it’s the right move to attract a Glen, but I get it.” Roni lifted her tank top exposing a trail of dark hair trailing up her flat stomach to her navel; “Shaving is definitely over-rated.” She put her hand on my arm, and looked softly into my eyes;
“Ever wonder if you may like girl’s honey? I mean if you really want to change things up a little, I may know an experienced gal who would love to properly service that lonely kitty of yours.”
“Oh no, I mean thank you but”…
“Well it was worth a shot, I’ve had slow couple of years myself, and your such a cute and fresh little thing.”
“Been a while since someone called little, or even fresh for that matter”… I laughed.
“Take a look around honey, trust me your the freshest meat this joint has seen in a while”.
I couldn’t help but be a little flattered, maybe a little intrigued;
“So you’re a Muff Rider too?”
“Well an honorary one maybe, only because I run this joint, but no, I wouldn’t go near any of those Skanks, too much going there for my liking; if you know what I mean?”
I looked over to the table, then totally got what Roni was implying ; they were a pretty rough and unkempt looking group of characters. The more I then interact with one another, the fresher I felt!
“Ewww, I kinda got that! So what’s the story on Glen’s wife, I mean she’s, well…”
“She’s a scary hideous bitch, you can say it. Trust me she made an effort to become the ugly whore she is. She was kinda cute when they got married, a little pudgy, kinda like you if you don’t mind me saying; but once she took a liking to ‘Rider’ pussy she fattened and bitched herself up to the point of looking like the nasty bull-dyke she is now.”
“Sounds like you have a problem with her.” I pressed.
“We used to all be friends, close friends if you know what I mean, Big Glen and I had a thing going and then she kinda horned in .”
“Reeeally… sounds cozy, do tell.” I breathed, a hard hammering of a beer mug came from the other side of the bar.
“Think that story will cost you another drink.” Exasperated she heaved as another Patron needed a refill; I’m coming I’m coming! Where the Hell is that little fuck Glen? Back in a minute doll, got horses to water.”
I took another sip of my coffee and looked over at Riders’ table, Katt was standing up now and had a pretty younger girl by the hair, pulling the poor things face into her crotch while the others boisterously laughed. What a vile piece of work… not a single redeeming feature to be found. I became offended that Roni implied she was kind of like me, she could have never be anything like me, no way would I allow the indignity of letting myself go that far!
The heavy door at the entrance swung open, a little person couple walked in arm in arm and bee-lined it to the Riders table, all immediately chimed out GLEN!!!.”
‘Well I’ll be damned, little Glen!’ I thought; Roni (barely breaking 5 ft tall) wasn’t exaggerating when she said he was only ‘yea high’, the table group seemed quite happy to see him; they buoyantly greeted him with shoulder slaps and fist bumps then cheerfully shook the hand of his friend as he introduced her to them one by one, what a delightfully surreal sight. Roni came and instantly eyeing Glen hidden amongst the bodies, a sharp whistle came from her lips, which rung through my head and instantly quieted the room to a dull roar;
“LG!…GET YOUR SKINNY LITTLE ASS OVER HERE!” she bellowed.
A muted “Uh Oh, you’re in trouble now” came from several mouths in the group as little Glen waved back an acknowledgement. He quickly took his friend by the hand and strolled up to the bar then picked her up and plopped her on the stool next to me, then hopped up on the one next to her.
“What’s up Boss” He lackadaisically asked.
“What’s up? What’s up is you’re a little late, like about two days little!” She hissed back, eyeing his friend with disdain;
“I see you’ve been to the city, trolling for a new mini!”
“You got that right! and found this sweet little filly! He beamed; “Roni meet Sheila, Sheila – Roni.”
“Good to know you Sheila, I’m terribly sorry you’re going to have to hear this.” Roni’s fleeting gracious demeanor then morphed into one of anger – directly squared at Little Glen.
“YOU WORM, If you haven’t noticed it’s pretty swampy in here, bad enough I have to keep em watered, now I busting my hump cleanin’ up after ’em too. NOW START SWINGING THAT DICK OF YOURS AND GET TO WORK!” She threw a small apron and box of cleaning implements onto the bar. Little Glen; knowing she meant business, tied on his apron with cheerful obedience;
“Gotta Go!” He brashly announced, kissing the cheek of a somewhat startled Sheila. Then walked over to the Riders table and started clearing up, again to grateful applause.
With a condescending roll of her eyes Roni looked sluggishly back at Sheila;
“Sorry but you’re stud needs to do his job, so he can pay ya for your services. So what’s your pleasure?”
“Ummm, Black Russian? Sheila tentatively replied. “And I’m not… like – we met a concert.”
“Coming right up”, Roni spat turning her back and ignoring Sheila’s correction.
Sheila looked uncomfortable, she adjusted her hair and looked down at her blouse;
“She’s really quite nice.” I sympathetically offered.
“Oh, ya…ya.” Sheila whispered nodding her head in reluctant agreement, Roni plunked down her drink.
“This one’s on the house, but playtime is over. Best you walk that pretty little ass over and acquaint yourself with your man’s friends… just don’t distract LG or I’ll throw your tits out, GOT IT!?”
With a slight look of terror Sheila glanced over to me, grabbed her drink, slipped off her stool and walked over to a standing Glen who took her by the shoulder and mingled her into the group.
“Well that wasn’t very nice.” I sang out loud, causing Roni to light up;
“Fuck Little Glen – and the whores he rides on, this is beginning to become an all-out habit.” Just then LG dropped a container full of empty pitchers and glasses onto the bar;
“Does this look like the freakin’ dishwasher to you! JESUS GLEN! Start loading the damn thing up and turn the damned thing on this time…and BTW, I left you a present – tonight you’re going to give the shitters a good mopping! They’re filthy enough to make a maggot gag, even the Skanks are complainin’.”
“You got it boss.” He responded, strangely unruffled.
“You best use gloves and make sure you wash those paws good after your done, wouldn’t want that new filly of yours to catch something while you’re breakin’ her in.” Roni, brushed her hair from her face and turned back to me;
“I’m getting too old for this shit… Now where were we?”
“You were about to tell me about you and Glen I quickly reminded, anxiously adjusting my numbing butt on the stool;
“No, you were about to buy me another drink.” She smiled, reloading her glass with another double Rye, before continuing;
“Well long story short, he left me for that thing and her gaggle of Dykes.” She took a gulp from her glass; “I met him in high school, he was a student of mine and, well let’s just say once I got a hold of that cock of his, he passed my course with flying colors, I taught him everything he knows.”
“You were his teacher? I asked somewhat surprised;
“In more ways than one, I’m sad to say; I was his Theater Arts teacher… part of the job was to direct the annual school play, so there was a lot of after-hours rehearsal time. Glen only had a minor role, but we ended up spending a lot of ‘extra-curricular’ time together. And well – the rest, so they say – is history.”
“SO, you and he… did it? I mean he must’ve pretty been young…” Roni was quick to cut me off;
“It was the late seventies, I may have made a bad decision but back then the age of consent was only 14, so technically I didn’t break any laws.”
“Wow technically no, but morally… WOW!
“Ya well he was mature for his age, and he made the first move so… Anyway we eventually got caught making out under the stage by the janitor, and the prickly cunt reported me – That was a career- ender. Glen kept his mouth shut during the hearing though, like a said he was a sweetie, didn’t even brag about me to his friends, you gotta respect that – you know?”
I took a big gulp from the cup; “So you kept seeing each other after that?”
“Ya well he quit school; pretty much had to, then things went sideways with his folks and they kicked him out,”
“Let me guess, you took him in”… I surmised.
“Officially no, we had to keep our things on the down low, but everyone knew about it, was quite the scandal in those days.
“Still is nowadays, I added with a somewhat judgmental tone; “So how long were you together?”
“Hmmm, 5 or 6 years-on and off, some of em’ good most of them not.; “Suppose it was my own doing in a way, I was the one who introduced him to that thing.”
“You mean Katt?”
“Yep the one and only.” I used to babysit her, her folks helped me get through Teachers College, I knew she was a dyke before they did. Over the years we got to be pretty close, and as she got to know me she came on to me a few times.”
“Really, WOW! Did you take her up on any of her offer?”
“Well, I’m not going to lie, I gave it some pretty hard thought, but no – too young, and I was more into cock back then. We did hang out from time to time; As she got older this joint became our watering hole, and when Glen came into the picture she began hanging out with me more and more. After a couple of years it was obvious that Glen was a closet chubby chaser, and I sensed he a bit of a thing for her. She was getting pretty heavily involved with the Riders and he kind of liked that, along the fact that she was way younger than me – and well; if you haven’t already noticed I’m a little on the anorexic side.”
Well I wouldn’t exactly say you are anorexic, I think you look great for your age, I mean look at me, It wasn’t too long ago when I was closer to your size than I am now.”
“Well aren’t you kind, your just Glen’s type, I’m surprised he acted like a such dick towards you, and I guess I underestimated Katt’s reaction. I really didn’t think she would give a flying fuck about him finding yet another hole to stick his pole into. Sorry ’bout that.”
“It’s all Good Roni, knowing what I know now, I’m glad things turned out the way it did.” I took a final sip of my coffee, I could feel her gaze at me so I looked up at her and shyly smiled;
“Refill? She asked as her gaze met mine. She began to take my mug making and then paused; flirtatiously stroking my fingers to let me now she was still interested before she took it away;
“I’ll have whatever your having, put it on my tab.” I whispered back.
“You got it doll, just give me a few minutes, duty calls…”
I watched her as she handled the guys boisterously waiting on their drinks in the bar, she certainly had an appealing smooth confidence when dealing with men twice her size. I looked back at the Riders table, wondering how different she was than them; Sure she was a bit rough around the edges but she had a wisely classic way about her too; nothing like the crassness that carried on around that table. Glen got up and motioned at her with 2 fingers, she dropped what she was doing and hurriedly pulled a couple of pitchers of beer, causing me to wonder if she still had some sort of allegiance to him. I found myself staring at her as she strolled to the table and plunked the pitchers down, her slender and shapely legs peaked from her under her leather mini skirt looking almost too long in proportion to her short stature;
As she plunked the pitchers down Glen pulled her down onto her lap. Katt then whispered something into her ear, they all looked over to me and I shyly turned my gaze away from them, trying to not to stare. I couldn’t help but peep back as Roni somehow wiggled her way out of Glens grasp then stuck her hand out for payment. In immediate protest Katt got up, then eloquently told her to ‘FUCK OFF!’ Seemingly taking it all in stride; Roni responded in kind by giving her the finger as she made her way back to serve then went back to serve the growing line at the bar. After several minutes she plunked two drinks in front of me and gave me a concerned smirk; Despite her years there still was a hint of youthful vivaciousness that she still managed to carry well, the day to day abuse of being a server seemed to have left zero negative effect on her psyche.
“What was that all about?” I asked showing genuine concern;
“Don’t worry about it Hun, just another day in paradise!” Was her fickle reply; “Here try this… tell me what you think?” She slid the drink in front of me and brought up her glass to her lips;
“What is it?” I asked smelling the concoction and not being able to decipher what exactly was in it;
“Some say I make the best Manhattan in the West,” she drawled, “Oops hang on a sec”… she turned back to the bar and opened up the fridge taking out a jar of Maraschinos then spooned a couple out and plunked them into my glass.
“Save those for last.” She winked, the cherries make all the difference.” She coyly suggested;
“Why aren’t you having any then?”
“Trust me I get my fill”, she chuckled then clinked my glass and took a good swig, I followed suit and after the initial hit of alcohol stung my palate the but the finish was luxuriously smooth and pleasant;
“Mmmm it’s nice.” I looked up at her and took another sip, she nodded her head knowingly and leaned down in front of me; bra-less, I glanced at the large nipples which protruded proudly against the thin fabric of her T. Roni instantly picked up on my glance thrushing my face to redden with bashfulness. She smiled softly then put her hand over mine;
“Now that we are friends, I don’t need to tell you to keep it that shit we were talking about between us,” She looked nervously over at the Riders table, Katt eyes were fixed on us.
“What’s up with her?” I whispered, “She getting jealous or something?” I asked, flirtatiously giving her hand a slight squeeze;
“Besides, what’s there to tell – you didn’t get to the good part.”
“Something like that.” Roni whispered; “She considers you an outsider and therefore a threat. She was asking what we were yakking about and I told her it was nothing for her to worry about, and to mind her own fucking business.”
“Well seems to me I’m making quite the impression.” I answered, somewhat gratified that my mere presence was getting under Katt’s skin, I downed the rest of my drink then added a loud and supportive; “SCREW HER!!”
“Careful Dorothy, you’re not in Kansas anymore.” Roni warned; “There’s a lot of bad shit going on here, best just to cool it and don’t mess with her, trust me – I tried and paid dearly for it.”
“You mean by stealing your man?”
“That, and a whole shit-load more.” The lines on Roni’s faced deepened almost to the point of worry; “Remember what I said about anonymity.”
Again I gave her hand a squeeze, she was obviously a popular hostess but I was beginning to feel like in some way she was alone and needed a friend. I tilted my glass and poured the cherries into my mouth then slowly chewed on them as seductively as I could; looking squarely at Katt.
“Mmmm, you were right,” I breathed; “The cherries do make all the difference! I looked up at her and swallowed them down and licked the sweet nectar from my lips;
“Why don’t you pour us another, finish your story and throw a couple of more of those in.” I brushed my fingers delicately over hers and added a provocative; “Since we’re good friends and all.”
“Well, look at you!” Roni beamed, “If I didn’t know any better I’d say you’re growing a queer set of balls.” She gave my hand a quick squeeze; I’ll be back in a few.”
Roni quickly drew two more pitchers and then poured a large tray of tequila shots then expertly served it to the Rider’s table in one trip. Little Glen was Kanoodling with Sheila so she quickly placed the tray on the table and much to the delight of the group gave LG a swift kick in the ass. Amidst the raucous laughter I couldn’t hear exactly what she said to him, but he quickly dug into his pockets and handed her a set of keys, she then grabbed Sheila by the shoulders and hustled her out the door throwing the keys out after her. The sound of whistles and glasses pounding on the table filled the room as the table applauded her decisively abrupt effort. With a brief courtesy she proclaimed the round on the house, then lifted her hand feigning a swat to the head toward Little Glen; He promptly acknowledged her threat and rushed to a nearby table fumbling for his note pad to take orders.
She calmly picked up 2 empty pitchers cheerfully taking kudos from the group. I laughed at her resilience, she had the uncanny ability to go from one emotional extreme to the next. One moment she was a woman on fire, the next the elderly statesman playing up to the crowd. She rolled her eyes at me as she made calmly made her way behind the bar and served a somewhat surprised man a drink with the courtesy of a ‘Stepford’ wife.
After slamming his money into the till Roni looked over at me apologetically. She noticed my drink was still empty and freely poured several ingredients into a shaker, then turned towards me smiling: Her small and slackened breasts swayed in rhythm as shook the shots into one. An endearing respect for her was overtaking my previous inhibitions, I felt a little guilty playing on her desires to pump gossipy dirt out of her, and part of me wanted to make it up to her. I felt a slight tingle down my spine as she placed the glass in front of me with a maternal smile.
“There ya go,” She sang; “On the house.”
“Why aren’t you being generous tonight? That round for the Riders couldn’t have been cheap.”
“Well worth it my dear”, she smirked as she poured some into her glass; “If it wasn’t for them, this joint would’ve folded up years ago. Besides it’ll shut them up and give us a bit of space to get better acquainted – The Owner won’t mind. It is my name on place after all.”
“So you own this place, Wow you are full of surprises I lilted, “No cherries this time?”
Roni smiled and picked up my glass, “I’m so sorry, here – you can have mine.” She puckered her lips and dribbled a single cherry from her mouth into my glass! 30 minutes ago I would have been a bit grossed out having an aging lady spit into my drink, but now she didn’t seem old to me at all, she was too young at heart to act her age and to be honest I thought the gesture to be oddly arousing. Without missing a beat I clinked her glass and took a drink, for some reason it tasted much better than the last.
“Good?” Roni asked, watching me as I stirred the drink with my index finger, then placed it seductively between my lips.
“Delicious.” I cooed. I was beginning to really like her, to the point of considering her offer, however if anything sexual was going to happen between us I had to learn more about her colorful past.
“Sooo, Exactly what went on with Glen and Katt?” I asked as I glanced over at the ‘Rag Tag’ group. I somewhat hoped that for the most part her involvement with Katt or any other of the Riders was strictly platonic as I was currently of the mind that their lack of scruples may come with unforeseen and potentially ugly consequences.
“So you gonna leave me hanging, what exactly happened between you three?”
Roni studied my face for a moment then took a gulp from her glass, then looked over at the table to make sure their Katt’s attention was elsewhere.
“O.K I’ll tell you, since we’re such close friends and all. Where were we again?” She sarcastically teased.
“You said Katt stole Glen, and it was mostly your own doing…”
“Oh right ya, well it was Glen’s 21st B-day, and we were celebrating his first legal drink, it was right there at that very table where I made yet another bad decision in a string of many.” She blew out an exasperated sigh as she reminisced;
“We were all feeling pretty high and got to talking. I started to tell Katt how capable Glen was in the sack. I guess I got a little overly descriptive as it was obvious that she was getting a little turned on. I began teasing her; telling her she wouldn’t know what to do with a hot cock if it poked her in the eye. One thing led to another and by the end of the night, for some reason I thought it a good idea to be a generous bitch and surprise him with her younger pussy to bang.”
“You mean You let him, bang Katt?” I blurted almost too loud, then repeated in a hushed tone; “You let him bang her?!”
“Ya well, I was much younger then – and stupid. Katt wanted to try a taste of cock and I knew Glen was kinda interested in her. To be honest, I wasn’t being completely charitable – Since I was the only girl Glen had done it with, I thought it may strengthen our relationship; You know – by appeasing his curiosity – let him find out for himself that older was in fact better.”
I could kind of relate to what she was saying, having just recently experienced the same curiosity;
“Like I said, it got pretty complicated.” She abruptly walked away to serve Little Glen a tray of drinks.
“How complicated? I called ; I squirmed with anticipation Was that it? I eagerly waited for her to return, she seemed to be taking forever! Finally she came back. Eager to hear more ‘dirt’ I continued my inquisition;
“So you just let them run off and have sex, no questions asked?”
“Not exactly, I wasn’t that stupid, I kept a pretty close eye on them if you catch my drift.” She gave me a sly wink. It took me a moment or two to clue in to what she had meant;
“You mean the 3 of you had sex together, at the same time?” I asked incredulously; “And you… with her…and let her do you… and him.” My head reeled to the point that I had trouble getting the words out!
“I thought it was a good idea at the time… you don’t get out much do you?” Roni drawled.
“Apparently not!” I wistfully answered;
Roni took a large gulp of her drink; and continued;
“At first we all found it kinda fun you know? So it became a pretty regular thing. Glen was over the moon, like no surprise there – and Katt, well found out she liked his cock almost as much as the Girl’s ‘Poon’.”
Then she deeply sighed ; “Yep one big happy family… it was O.K, up until he stopped fucking me nice anyway.”
I laughed at first, Roni certainly was the ‘Thesaurus of slang’ when it came describing the female genitalia. Catching my lack of sensitivity I offered up what little pathos I had for her;
“Boy that must’ve taken guts, I mean to be confident enough to try something like that, I couldn’t do it – no freaking way…”
“Well later on it wasn’t exactly voluntary; more liked forced. It didn’t take Katt long to pretty much dominate the relationship. She took a real liking to have me eat her stinky clam while Glen used my ass a punching bag for his cock – She got off on it – the sick fuck!” Roni downed the last of her drink then poured herself another; “I got tired of being her bitch, not to mention pissed at Glen, he sold me out for her, and that gaggle of dykes. Now look at him, under her thumb just to keep his pecker wet… in the end his cock got too dirty for my liking so I bailed. And well, here I am – Living the Dream.”
“Ewww, so after that, you um-mm… changed teams?”
“Oh God no, after a while Katt’s grubby hands pushing my face into her coin purse was getting pretty old and wasn’t exactly my idea of fun. She looked through her glass;
“Nope, it took a couple more years and several more assholes to dabble my way back into that space.”
“Yuuuck, I can imagine.” I sighed astonished.
“Well, it wasn’t a total loss Becky came around and showed me how well two women can get along.” Roni put her hand back onto my arm, there’s something to be said about the right woman giving the other head, far better than any guy. Trust me, I’ve never looked back since.”
Roni sighed, “Although I do miss a hot and stiff man cock from time to time, and despite all – especially Glen’s.
“You loved him didn’t you?” I suggested.
Roni shot out a crooked smirk; “Well Iooking back I would have to say no, but I sure loved that ‘baby-arm’ of a cock of his, she raised up her forearm, and smiled; “It was a really nice cock, and man, he learned how to use it… You know.”
I reflected back to my years with Gerry; and took a gulp of my drink; “Sadly I don’t” I pouted; “So Really that big? And you let him put that thing in your ass?” I asked open mouthed, foregoing any semblance decorum.
“Yep All 12 inches, wasn’t really my idea but Katt was pretty insistent. It took a bit of doing… Not gonna lie. I mean you’ve seen him right? It’s pretty obvious.”
I looked over to the table, sadly Glen was seated obstructing the view; “I was too busy looking at his ass, I didn’t get that far.” I playfully admitted with a giggle.
“Packing Triple A prime beef… trust me.” She nodded wittingly.
‘Power between the legs indeed’, I thought to myself; “Seems such a waste, I mean if I access to a piece like that I wouldn’t be wasting my time messing with girls.”
Roni laughed; “Boy you really don’t get out much do you? I Doubt he even pounds her fat ass any more, they’re both too busy playing with the other bitches, they call him ‘The Rod’, he’s the gang’s token cock.”
“You mean she still lets him… with all of them… all of the time?”
“More like encourages him; Roni interrupted; That’s how she holds onto her power,” she motioned her head to the Rider’s table, look at those ugly whores, most of em can’t even be proper dykes, have to play with man-dick too.”
“How charming, guess I dodged a bullet there, doesn’t seem to be much a ‘Sweetie’ in my view.”
Roni again sighed; “He used to be, would like to think he still is deep down, he’s her problem now. Bet that horse cock of his shrivels having to stick it into that diseased box, the only reason they’re still together is because of his playtime with the sisters.”
I took a swig of my drink and looked at the Cherry at the bottom of my glass, Roni’s candid description of her colorful past was well worth the price of a few drinks but I couldn’t help but feel she may be a tad too ‘experienced‘ for me. I put my glass down and wiggled uncomfortably on my stool – I was actually disappointed. Roni picked up on my diminished vibrancy immediately.
“You OK Hun, you turned awfully quiet… what’s gnawing at you?”
“I just feel a bit bad for you, seems like you sacrificed a lot, and now their happy and well – you’re alone.”
Roni put her hand over mine then leaned in and gave me a soft kiss on my cheek; “You’re so sweet,” she whispered,
“But that was many moons ago, and it wasn’t a total loss, got my first taste of pussy, and I haven’t been alone too long; I mean Becky and I probably never would of hooked up if it didn’t happen, I’m O.K with it really.
“So is Becky a Rider too? How long have were you together?” I blurted
“OH HELL NO ! Roni laughed; “Like I said; I wouldn’t go anywhere near those Skanks. We were together for 20 odd years, but things went south a few years ago, it was a mutual thing we just grew apart.”
“Oh, after all that time – that must’ve been tough. I commiserated; “Gerry and I were only together for 12 years or so but even though he treated me like crap, I still missed him for a long time after we split, you must miss her a lot.”
“Sure I do, but at some point you accept it and move on – right? Roni shot me a weak smile “Surely you were shitting me about not getting back in the saddle?”
I downed the rest of my drink, leaving the cherry alone at the bottom; “Sadly, I shit you not.”
“Wow he must’ve did quite the number on your head, I mean you were still young, and I’m here to tell you it doesn’t get any easier as the years go by. Take my sorry state for instance; I haven’t had a nibble in ages, but let’s face it – there aren’t many ‘Crones’ my age to hit on in this neck of the woods. She gave me a quick smile; “I’ll be back in a few minutes, could you use another?”
I looked up at her and sadly nodded, Roni was right, Gerry did do a number on me; his abuse had not only shattered my confidence but also my will to ever trust a man with my heart ever again. Over the years my fear turned into complacency, suddenly I felt very ugly – knowing now what had initially attracted me to a guy like Glen. He was a safe bet, he would never make an effort to sweep me off my feet, but I didn’t want that. I just wanted to feel desirable again… if not just for a moment. If he could provide that then maybe, just maybe I could feel strong enough to take a chance on a more serious endeavor. I glanced over at Roni, a social ball of energy, serving drinks at lightning speed; She certainly had a way about her, not once did I see her give any of her patrons change… I poured the cherry into my mouth, wishing that I could feel as young as her. I stepped of my stool to get some circulation to my numbing butt and felt a little dizzy. The floor and walls seemed to move, disorientated I stumbled from my stool and clutched for my purse. Roni rushed over, her muffled voice asked if I was alright, I vaguely remember her trying to steady me toward the restroom before all went dark.
I woke up groggy in a musty smelling room to a splitting headache. I felt cold and my back and neck were wracked with pain. I tried to lift my head and sit up, but all that resulted was the rattling of chains. My heart skipped a beat, clearly re-calibrating after being jolted by the adrenaline that instantly pumped through me. I tried to move my arms; thick leather straps cut into my wrist, my fingers fruitlessly clawed at the fabric covered table top, I twisted, only hear to hear the rattle more chains. My tailbone dug into the wood in agony as to my horror my legs were spread wide and hoisted high, leaving my ass half-lifted from the tables surface.
I began to panic, too frightened to scream I tried in futility to break free from my bindings. After coming to the realization that any effort to move beyond an inch or two was futile, a rush of nausea filled the empty pit in my stomach. My eyes widened in terror, I attempted to scream but didn’t have the wind to do so; My lungs were unable to convert air into oxygen and began to hyperventilate, deeming any significant vocalization impossible. I began to feel faint, knowing that if I didn’t focus on controlling my respiration I would at very least vomit, and at worst pass out. I tried to settle my mind as my eyes tried to adjust to the darkness. Shadowy outlines began to focus beyond the confusion, it was then that I truly became senescent to my dire situation; From my horizontal perspective I could now see that my legs spread wide restrained to by a bar of which my bootless feet were bound to. I used my first decent gulp of air to cry out for help;
“WHAT THE FUCK!!” HEY!! WHAT THE FUCK!” Again I struggled in my restraints; “HEEY! PLEASE SOMEBODY HELP ME!”
It wasn’t long before a single light came one from over the table, my eyes focused on my predicament, I was all but naked; only my panties and tank top remained. My head hung over the edge of an old billiard table, anchored by a thick leather collar tethered by a chrome chain that disappeared somewhere under me. My arms spanning the tables length were tethered by leather straps clasped and fastened securely to the felt covered top. My legs; also spread to the max were bound to a thick wooden rod, 2 chains ran through rusty metal eyelets that were screwed into each end, I looked up and to my horror the chains seemed to be rigged through some sort of pulley system supported by a heavy antiquated wooden beam holding up a dreary cement ceiling.
“WHAT THE FUCK! PLEASE… NO… PLEASE… I screamed only half believing the plight I found myself in. Again my breathing became erratic, it took all my inner fortitude to try and force myself to stabilize the paralyzing fear that overcame me. I could just lift my head enough to see other ominous looking equipment scattered throughout the room.
I started to sob uncontrollably, this couldn’t be happening, the rooms furnishings were that of a current day medieval-like dungeon!
“OH GOD! NO! NO!”
“Sshh, Shhhh!… Good morning sleepy head, was beginning to worry that you weren’t going to wake up.”
FUCK ME, It was Roni!
“WHY are you doing this WHY! I screamed.
Roni responded with complete calm; “She wanted you, like I said, you’re the freshest meat that hit this joint in a long time.” Roni began maternally stroking my hair;
“PLEASE JUST LET ME GO, JUST”…
“You must be thirsty, you were out for a while, here baby, have some water.” She shoved a bottle into my mouth; I gagged spitting up most of it, not able to drink flat on my back.
“Easy now, easy, you’ll be fine. We’re just going to put this ball into your mouth for now – so you can’t scream.”
I had no time to respond, Roni grabbed my head in a vice like grip and two young girls walked in, one shoved her fingers into my mouth forcing my jaw to open, while the other rammed a heavy rubber ball into it. The other then secured it into place with a scarf or something. In panic I pulled and twisted against my restraints, the two girls having finished their task just left me there to flail; ambiguously leaving the room as if under some sort of hypnotic suggestion – Something told me I wasn’t the first to be on this table. Dazed and terrified I felt like throwing up, but the gag wouldn’t allow it, so all I could do was cry.
“Mmmm, you’re so pretty when you’re sad.” Roni whispered brushing a tear from my eye; “You’re wearing Katt’s colors now… and if I were you, I would hope she’ll let me be the one to break you in.” She brushed my cheek with the back of her hand, the gesture was far kinder than her words;
”Unlikely, but possible; Given the fact that I gave you to her by spiking your booze. I suppose we’ll find out soon enough. She’ll be here in a bit… best try to relax.”
With that she kissed me on the forehead then walked away. The light went off an room once again went dark, I found myself demoralized beyond reproach, how could Roni of all people be responsible for the brutal confinement I now found myself subject too? My thoughts were running away in every direction as they tried to percolate what could be in store for me. What had I done to be punished in such a heavy-handed manner!? My breathing became labored and, the beating of my heart seemed to audibly fill my head – increasingly growing louder as my panic took hold. In a desperate bid to I tried to divert my thoughts into a more manageable place by focusing more on the tactile. My backside was in complete total discomfort and I was losing the feeling in both my hands and feet. I tried to adjust myself but couldn’t my bindings wouldn’t allow any position of comfort. Over-stimulated I unconditionally sobbed; barely able to suck in any air between the torrential wave of snivels, I was too distressed to stop. Time seemed to mercifully drag until finally until I heard an echoing commotion coming down the stairway .
The light again flicked on and a group bodies surrounded me, some looked familiar, but the leading body I knew… it was Glen’s vile wife, the Queen Bee. She leaned directly into my face, and removed the gag, my tearful eyes tried to focus as her rancid breath literally stung my into them;
“So you’re Red, the whore who’s been hitting on my old man, eh? My name is Katt, and these are some of my sisters. Welcome to my humble home – hope you’re making yourself comfortable.” She then delivered me a stinging backhander across my cheek, I shook my head in panicked denial, only to be brutishly acknowledged by laughter. The gag was removed from my aching jaw, Katt tied its tether around her head, sickening me as I realized it was her bandanna fouling my mouth.
“OH GOD NO! PLEEASE…” Katt quickly interrupted uninterested with my pleas;
“That one was for hitting on my old man.” She clocked me again this time from the other side;
“PLEASE DON’T, I DIDN’T MEAN…”
“Consider that one a warning, so y’all know what you’re in for in case you decide to open up that fresh yap of yours. It’s very important that you just shut the fuck up and listen very carefully to what I have to say.”
Every fiber of my being wanted to freak out, I held back; a look of bewilderment being my only response.
“Very good… now from here on in your name is ‘whore’ and I own you now. Best to come to terms with that sooner than later, no sense making things harder for yourself.” she sneered.
“NO!NO! PLEASE ” I cried. Katt her arm and dealt my face another solid blow, a sharp ringing filled my head, followed by a spark of hatred that ignited my anger as her foul breathed leaned back into me;
“Not too bright are ya? but yer a nice chub though – isn’t she girls?” In defiance I spat into her face as she ran her hand over my trembling belly;
“YOUR A DISGUSTING PIG!!” I yelled, “FUCK YOU!”
Katt smiled then fiendishly fingered my spit off her face and scooped it into her mouth; “Oh she’s a feisty one, we like feisty don’t we girls?” She grabbed my cheeks and squeezed them, it angered me more than it hurt, survival mode was now kicking in big time;
“GO TO HELL!” I blew through pursed lips, fully expecting another shot to the jaw, instead Katt just smiled;
“We know it likes cock now LETS SEE IF SHE LIKES GIRLS!” She pried my mouth open and before placing her disgusting mouth over mine and dribbled a thick stream of her saliva into me, then roughly rimmed her tongue around my teeth, then pushed it in deep toward my throat. The mere thought of her filthiness permeating my tongue turned my already queasy stomach. Sensing my complete disgust, Katt broke away and jerked my head around just in time to keep me from vomiting over myself. A splat of mostly liquid hit the floor, and then another, the Sisters laughed as Katt tried to steady my convulsing body.
“Well looks like we have our answer!” Katt chortled. “None too keen eh? Are you almost done whore? You’re holding up inspection time!”
Again she ran her palm over my belly, “Yep a nice and round chub, and such ginormous udders. So what do you think we have us today girls, I’m thinking a Cow… possibly a Pig. Becky come over here – keep her head down and mouth shut.”
A monstrously tall and obese butch stepped over and grabbed both sides of my head, her bloated face smiled as she look me over she grinned showing a disgusting set of tobacco stained teeth, surely she wasn’t the Becky Roni had gushed about.
“Hmmm, definitely a Pig, we can use another Pig.” Becky declared; “Our last two Sows are on the way out, Den and Joe are complainin’.”
“We’ll see, were getting low on Cows too.” Katt shrugged as she pulled a Bowie knife from her belt;
“Now your gonna be a good whore; nice and quiet or Becky here is going to use your face to get off, and she don’t shower much, isn’t that right Beck?”
“Been riding dirty close to a week now, just the way my Bitches like it!” Becky responded as she saddled her fat legs over my head, I could smell her vagina easily despite being shielded by jean shorts. Her husky thighs muffled the laughter in the background.
“YOU SICK BITCHES, GO HELL!” I screamed just as I felt the blade of Katt’s knife trace across my torso, Becky’s legs tightened around my head; I started to hyperventilate as Katt ran the blade ominously between my breasts.
“I’ll give you that one for free whore, but any more talk and I’ll tell Beck to pull down her pants and ride.”
Becky provided further warning by unbuttoning her shorts, as Katt almost casually ran the knife over my body while her hand brushed over my thighs and ass. My momentary defiance had fallen away, I was reduced to a shaking mass of fear.
“Hmmm, she’s is a hefty one, look at the meat on those legs, and furry too, right up into her skivvies, bet she’s wearing winter bush.” The blade of her knife made quick work of my panties, cut from crotch to waist they peeled away; opening a window that exposed my privates for all to see. I felt extra vulnerable and frightened now, to conceal my anguish I tried to toughen up, but the tears continued to run down my cheeks.
Katt pulled my panties away and gave them a long sniff… “Mmmm nothing like the smell of fresh meat.” She declared, then passed them to Becky; “I’m thinking too fresh for a Sow.Beck, what’s your take?”
“Hmmm”, she snorted back, “Too light for my liking, but with a 70’s bush like that I still think she has Pig potential – nothing that a couple of days in the pen with the Skanks won’t cure.”
Katt laughed, and ran the blade along my calves, triggering their hairs to stand on end, my legs to again felt compelled to twist in their restraints.
“Mmmm such a bushy whore.” The blade went over my groin then slipped under my clit;
“OH GOD!” I yelped.
“Take a look at the size of this cunt lump girls.” The blade of her knife twisted and lifted it up for all to see;
“PLEASE, PLEASE I HAVE MONEY!” I howled… The humiliation of being so nakedly examined was too much to bear forcing a constant rill of tears to roll down my face.
“TUT TUT careful now whore; by the way Becks’ all over your shorts, I’d say she’s ready to rub one out.”
“Let me fuck her face QB,” Becky growled… “I’m ready to ride this Heifer.”
“Ron you like em fluffy, get over here and tell us what you think.” Katt commanded, Roni was quick to obey, she parted the carpet of hair surrounding my lips and slipped her fingers between my labia. then drew them under my clit, pulling back the hood of flesh protecting it. she gently pinched while her finger fondled the underside, again I contorted in contempt.
“It’s a snatch of beauty QB, and packing a true penisaurus.” Roni cooed.
“HOLD HER LEGS GIRLS, Katt bellowed; “Let’s see if Ron can give it some wood, Go ahead babe, she’s your catch… you can take her first.
“OH GOD, PLEASE JUST LET ME GO!” I pleaded, as I felt Roni’s breath hovering over my Mons, “NOOO PLEASE!”
I felt Roni’s tongue flicking at the fuzz in my groin, before it slowly slipped it between my lips, I heard her sigh in pleasure as she tongued their full length down to my ass then back up and over the underside of my clit;
“Mmmm…Nice butterball curtains.” She clinically reported while lifting her head from between my butterflied legs. Two fingers slipped into my vagina and worked at dilating my hole, it wasn’t long before she easily slipped her whole hand in. She rolled and twisted it in – so deep I good feel her knuckles pushing against my cervix.
“Roomy hole too; couldn’t even feel it go in. I’d say she’s been pretty busy with some extra- large selfie-sticks.” she crassly announced, causing the group to laugh in earnest. I turned my head and closed my eyes in an effort to quell the frost of indignity coating me, but it was in vain – I felt truly alone.
“Oh Yeah, you like don’t ya…” Roni suggested as her wrist pumped in and out of me. In futile defiance I twisted my hips, rattling chains pieced the room before the two girls tightened their grip on my thighs to counteract my efforts and hold me still; I could feel her hand open deep inside of me, her index finger searched the spongy ball that bottomed- out my tensing hole. Eventually it found the tiny entrance leading to my womb;
“AAHHH FUCK!” I screamed as her nail found its mark.
“There it is”, Roni whispered calmly, rolling her fingertip around the sensitive orifice. She kept massaging the hyper- sensitive area until I bucked my ass up, pushing my hips up toward her face. Without skipping a beat her lips wrapped over my clit and she sucked it in – rolling her tongue over its susceptible head;
“AHHH” I moaned, as the sensation immediately overshadowed the irritation her pistoning arm was dishing out as it continued to bottom-out in my pussy.
“I think she’s really beginning to like it girls” Katt laughed in diabolical delight ; “Keep on the whores bean – get that spunk hole to spit!”
“She’s getting nice and slippery now!” Roni murmured, her lips now bobbing up and down my awakening shaft;
“Is that right? How interesting… a ‘Strawberry Milkshake’ so soon? Definitely a Cow then.” Katt affirmed; “And with a hood ornament like that I’d say it would be a waste of meat to be used as a Pig – Keep fucking her Ron!”
“OH GOD NO…PLEASE, JUST LET ME…” I was quickly stifled as Becky pushed her groin hard into my face, her flabby thighs clamped my head fast. Roni’s hand brutally bashed in and out of me, the searing pain signaled my burning hole lubricate in a involuntary effort to lull my itself into comfort.
“OH PULEASE! We all know NO means YES ! Roni breathed, her head went down on me again, her broadened tongue swabbed at my clitoral hood with abandon, leaving twinges of mutinous pleasure behind. Guttural moans of pleasure whispered over the hairs of my pubis as she nibbled, then lightly chewed on my button. Having never felt that sensation before, my clit shamefully thickened in coercive response. I bit my lip trying to disguise the arousal, but the novelty of the sensation was too intense for me to suppress, forcing a wail of improper felicity to squeeze its way through my locked lips.
“OOOH OH, AHHH….” I shamefully blurted, rising my hips rashly pushing my swollen organ deeper into Roni’s heated mouth – What fleeting comfort I had experienced transformed quickly into painful misery. She punched her arm into me, a dull throb infused its way from the tip of my toes, to the lobes of my ears as her knuckles harshly bottomed-out inside of me. My mouth profusely watered, signalling me to regurgitate in response to the pain. I swallowed hard trying to quell the cramping moving from my bowels to my gut.
“FUCK, STOP! PLEASE, “YOUR HURTING ME!” was my only defense before my esophagus defiantly forced out another small spittle of vomit. I fought off the reflex and focused on taking a breath… Roni efforts had literally knocked the wind out of me.
“OH AM I HURTING YOU? I’m so sorry…” Her teeth clamped below my nub and tugged it away from my body to the point that I was convinced it would tear;
“OWWWW, FUCK, AAAHHH!” I screamed with what little breath I had in me. Roni’s teeth released their grip, not in an act of mercy but so she could focused on incessantly pistoning my now flaring hole.
“YOU GO GIRL!” Katt cried with sadistic encouragement, “Jack that whores doughy ass up”
Two girls pulled on the chains hanging from pulleys, intensifying my terror as my ass was onerously ratcheted to a higher state of vulnerability;
“BRUISE HER, RON – HIT THAT BABY DOOR GOOD!” Katt commanded
Roni obediently intensified her relentless bashing, the pain was more than anything I had ever experienced before; Despite my screams of agony she continued to punch punch her fist into me with increasingly perverse fervor. The tense walls that once hugged around her hand were slackened numb, leaving my battered hole completely defenseless. Soon it was nothing more than a soft sludgy mess of which (to my horror) loudly queefed with indelicate vulgarity after each brutally invasive stroke;
“OH GOD, OH, OH SHIT…STOP” I pleaded.
“SHUT THE WHORE UP, USE NASTY TACO OF YOURS, BECK!” Katt dictated, Becky’s pudgy thighs released my over-heated head, the cool ventilation momentarily soothed my anguish while Becky removed her shoes and pants. I strained my head to glance at the captive audience; obviously turned on by my torment. Becky straddled me, her stained white thong hovered over me then using her crotch she pushed my head down, craning my neck painfully over the tables lip. Her foul stench caused me to gag as she teased my face with its putrid tang.
I started to feel queasy. My lungs now in a harrowing struggle fought to breath in anything useful from between Becky’s legs, forces me to negotiate;
“PLEEASE NO, I’LL BE GOOD, I’ll be good, please…” I finished with a dead whisper;
“HAA HAA! Getting a little stuffy down there whore?” Katt laughed, “I’m not sure you can be trusted, But we can be reasonable, back off and let her breath Beck, but gag that cake-hole of hers… use your Butt Floss. KEEP FUCKING HER RON!”
“NOOOO, NOOO! I screamed using the last bit of energy I could Muster… Katt unsympathetic, dismissively chortled as Becky removed her tainted thong and brushed over my face. In disgust I rolled my head away, only to feel it pressed harshly under my nose;
You don’t like the smell of my cunt whore? You should be more grateful… there are plenty bitches around here that would kill to have a taste of these.”
She pried my mouth open and slowly pushed her filth into me; “That’s right have a taste of what they’re missing… Good whore – eat it all up now.”
A hushed murmur came from the group as she pushed my head up showing my defiled mouth stuffed full with her grime. I was all but broken now, my head was unable to wrap around the realization that I was to become nothing more than a play-toy for a group of sadistic individuals who would more than likely kill me after they ran out of ideas to emotionally and physically torture me. Overloaded my mental state phased into a paling shutdown; only the discomfort of the bile churning my stomach inside kept me somewhat alert as my stomach fought yet another pang to vomit. My torso heaved as I tried to prevent the violent spew of vomit that shot up my throat and burned out of my nose, I snorted for air and breathed some into my lungs forcing me into a horrific gagging fit.
“AAAAAAMMM. AAAUGH!!” I struggled to breath as Roni continued to pound my cervix into my womb. Now physically exhausted and deprived of oxygen, I began to fade out of consciousness; all sense of where I was and what was happening to me was beginning to lose meaning, I felt my soul on the verge of giving up, it would so easy to just go to sleep…
“ENOUGH… BECK UNPLUG HER, WE DON”T WANT ANOTHER DEAD WHORE ON OUR HANDS!” Katt patted my drooping cheeks;as Roni stopped her assault but
kept her hand wrist-deep inside of me.
“WAKE UP – STAY WITH ME CUNT, I’m not done with you yet… Becky, take that rag out of her yap, let’s sit her up… give the bitch bit of space.”
Becky removed my gag and hurriedly removed my collar from its tethers, while two others unlocked my arms from their shackles. Once free Becky pushed my torso up,
painfully driving my tailbone into the hard slate, then she pulled my arms behind my back into an inescapable arm lock. I was far from comfortable, but at least I could cough the fluid from my lungs and gulp for air. In shock, I watched as Roni slowly slipped her arm from my battered hole, like my lungs – it also sighed in relief. I wildly scanned the room trying to re-center myself, the two young girls that had held my legs actually showed a hint of benevolence, and tentatively backed away. Katt leaned into me, the deadness in her eyes contradicted the softness in her voice;
“Feeling better now? Poor thing, look at you; all covered in puke.” My terror kept me mute as I kept my focus on the two young girls grasping for a scrap of what little kindness the room had to offer and denied the cold of Katt’s blade as she began cutting away my shirt.
“Let’s take this dirty shirt off and have a look at these udders.” With a flick of her knife my breasts fell heavily and spread over my belly.
“Mmmm yes, nice set of Aunt Jemima fun bags whore, keep on her button Ron, but play nice, if she Moos, hurt her.
Roni moved back between my legs and took my clit back into her mouth.
“DON’T DO THIS PLEASE… YOU DON’T NEED TO DO THIS!” I gasped, in desperation not thinking my outburst entirely through.
“Of course we do.” Katt whispered as she molested my breast, “I have to keep the sisters happy, and was that a Moo I just heard?”
“NO… PLEASE NO..I’LL BE GOOD PLEEEASE!” I began to sob uncontrollably… “I’ll be good …promise.”
“That’s better, now let me have a taste of these juicy bags of yours.”
She squeezed my areola and flicked her tongue over my nipple, I closed my eyes not wanting to see her taking it into her ugly mouth. Her lips began suckling me until it had no choice but to swell thick, Roni motioned the two girls to raise my legs even higher, the chains pulled me up until my full weight was supported by my shoulder blades, causing a rush of blood to flood in and warm my head. Roni, was now standing; her head bouncing up and down furiously as she continued giving my clit head. She pressed two fingers into me and began massaging the spongy flesh behind my pubis.
Katt kneaded my other breast pinching at my other nipple, her mouth now enveloped my areola completely the suction engorging the tip to a fullness I had never before witnessed.
“Mmmm, I could get used to these”, she breathed as she moved to the other side and tongued at the other, she pulled it with her teeth then sucked it hard until it too expanded full.
“Nice thick nubs too whore”, she almost approvingly smiled as she inspected her work. Through my tears I focused again on the 2 girls were hugging my thighs, they were intently watching Roni as she continued to manipulate my gape. Katt moved behind her and roughly pulled her head up by the hair.
“Fuck that’s a sweet hangar, and my oh my – what a slong of a taco berry.” She grinned then flicked it hard using her thumb and forefinger; “Hey girls come over and look at how angry it is now, I think that one could give Little Glen’s a run for his money, don’t you think?”
The girls gathered around – my pussy became the topic of raucous discussion – I was mortified; A wave of complete shame overcame me, I was always self-conscious of my meaty pussy, Gerry never went near it, he said it looked too much like an infant’s penis, (he would know the Bastard) Now here it was being scrutinized by
a group of disturbed strangers – a freak show to amuse a coven of sadistic low- lives – and there wasn’t anything I could do about it! Roni’ fingers continued their delicate work and found my ‘G’ spot, causing me to flinch and try to pull away.
“OH YA!, Work it honey!” Katt squealed with encouragement some of the girls had their hands down their pants sadistically trying to get off on my humiliation. I couldn’t believe what was happening, Roni’s aggressive sucking had engorged my clit to full mast. Contrary to my mind, my pussy forgave the battering Roni had administered just moments ago! How could my body defy me like this?! It was like a complete separate entity; I was being raped for fucks sake!
I literally had no feeling in my feet; my shoulders and neck were pins a needles; Yet I couldn’t ignore the warmth of arousal creeping up my legs. Roni continued pressing on and my ‘G’ while her tongue lightly danced around the nub of my now fully alert organ.
“PLEASE STOP, PLEASE…. OH FUCK! I moaned, unable to contain the physical excitement; it wasn’t long before Roni had confirmed what I already had known – I was losing control, I tried to clench my hole as it began to freely lubricate, My mind in utter and complete torment was also confused; How could I be getting so wet?
“Won’t be long now QB, Mmmm… nice and sloppy. Just the way we like it!” She mumbled then darted her tongue delicately over my my labia, again my physical arousal defied all logic; through sheer instinct my pelvis once again pushed into her skillful efforts. After a minute or so I knew that I was on the brink of orgasm and bit (hard) on my lip …
“OOOH,OOOAAAH!” I moaned now seconds from release. It was just then Katt again pulled Roni away, yanking her lips and fingers away from my heaving slit: Almost thankful I Blew a heavy sigh of relief. Katt’s mercy had given me the moment of will I so desperately needed. Cognizance was again my ally, once more offering resistance to the frantic physical birth of arousal my vagina was condemning me to.
“HOLD UP Katt directed, harshly jamming two of them into me scooping my juices before pulling them out. She turned to the girls and rubbed the glaze with her thumb and forefinger;
“Doesn’t get much greasier than this, huh Girls? She diabolically laughed, then turned to me and slowly pulled her digits apart showing me the viscous string of goo shamefully stretching from between.
“Looks to me that you do like girls HUH? So why don’t you just admit it.” Tell Roni you want to splash her face with your cum, and it’ ll all be over.
My eyes closed in humility, only to be pried open again by Becky… Katt leaned into me,showing me close-up of the slime.
“That’s right have a good look at it, See… your privileged ass is no better than ours, we all need to get wiped sometimes.” She stuck her tongue out and flipped the thread of cum into her open mouth, wiping the remainder of the glaze off my nipple before walking back between my splayed legs,
“No Answer, well that’s a shame…”
She motioned over the youngest girl in the group, then gave her an opened mouthed kiss, the girl eagerly reciprocated as the group lamented with encouragement.
“Mmmm. there ya go Soph, there’s more of that fresh on that udder of hers if feel so inclined.”
Wasting no time the false innocence of a young girl’s breath was over my nipple. She lapped up the cum over my areola then popped my nipple into her mouth. Her suckling was much more refined than Katt’s previous violation; She pressed my nub against the roof of her mouth, and gently swirled it with her tongue, as her lips delicately chew on the sensitive halo around.it. I felt only the slightest hint of suction….
“Mmmm, speaking of ass, what do we have here?” she asked facetiously. Her rough hand ran down the cleft of my ass and stopped to explore my anus,
“PLEASE DON”T, NOT THERE.” I cried in fearful protest;
“OH, so you do have something to say to Roni?”
Katt kept the pressure against me as I tensed in an attempt to clamp her out, then knowing I was in a no position to be defiant tearfully blurted out.”
“I WANT TO… I want… to splash your face with my cum.”
“Are you sure?” She teased, “Doesn’t sound to me that you really mean it , What do you think girls?”
Aware that most of the group were shaking their heads, I tried again; this time yelling the words out yelled I WANT… TO CUM IN RONI”S FACE… DAMMIT!
Katt roughly spread my cheeks apart;
“Very good, whore, you do have a nice freckle though, nice and tight! It’s definitely a one way, could be a bit of a challenge to open this one up,”
She stood up and looked up at me, for a brief moment I thought I had dodged her wrath,
“I can’t put my finger on why, but I’m not convinced, something tells me that your a lying sack a SHIT!”
: “Break it in dry Ron, give it some Rider ‘Thumbs Up’, and don’t be shy – keep working that cock hole too.!” she coldly commanded.
“OH GOD PLEASE, I …” ‘
The girls tightened their grip on my thighs as Roni resumed the two-finger massage of my ‘G sponge’ while rolling her thumb over my clit. She took her other thumb and pressed it against my sphincter. Her digit struggled to enter my shut ass, she looked up at me with an almost cute chastity, tilted her head and drove it savagely drove her first knuckle into my ass.
“AHHHH HOLY SHIT!!… HOLY. I yelped; Katt was right, I never had anything push into my ass before; another invasive sensation that my mind had no way to deal with, Fuck it hurt!
The girl latched onto my breast obviously stimulated by my screams too became more and more aggressive, her her front teeth now worked solely on my nipple; adding to my another stinging, tenderizing sensation to my torment.
“PLEASE IT HURTS, GOD IT HURTS!” I howled.
Roni looked up and .studied my face as it contorted in response to the violation of her finger, She smiled. as if she was experiencing pleasure from my misery;
“Pain before pleasure.” she whispered, then without a hint of civility she slowly pushed it in all the way, her eyes didn’t l even blink. and locked into mine.
“AHHH,OH FUCK…JEE ZUS!”
Roni breathed as she began to massage the wall of my anus, I began blowing as if giving birth;
“Stop fighting it and just relax, it will be better that way,” She pushed her other hand deeper into my pussy, I could feel her thumb meeting it through the thin membrane between. If for nothing else but self preservation, I loosened my clamping rectum.
“Good girl, that’s right, just go with it, such a tight and hot hole, can you feel me playing in it? Feels good now… right?”
She rolled her hand and thumb in alternate motions, Having no fight left in me I felt myself shutting down, every movement around me seemed to be in slow motion, every sound became far away and distant. I closed my eyes and turned my head, I just wanted it all to end. In a few moments my body went numb, my mind in an effort to protect my overall well-being became void of all self awareness. I faded into an almost pleasant haze, floating now – tiny waves of light flashed in my brain. It was as if I had no longer had control of even the most basic of bodily functions.
Roni went back to the two finger massage in my pussy then mercifully pulled her thumb from my ass, I felt the relative warmth of her tongue replace it and try to wiggle it inside:
“Finish her off Ron, Katt crowed;
Roni’s tongue worked my sphincter lightly flicking it with quick and direct purpose; her fingers inside of me danced wildly pressing the sensitive tissue as it swelled in enchantment. The young girl seemed to be locked on my nipple but it was so raw that I felt nothing. A bolt of energy shot through me so intense that bucked her of and me and almost broke free of Becky’s grip… my breathing became labored I saw the blade of Katt’s knife slide under my clit raising it high into full view – my heart felt like it was about to burst
Roni knowing what was soon to come…instinctively stuck her tongue into my ass and pressed her fingers into’ my ‘G”, Pushing hard into the spongy mass, she immediately keyed in the inevitable signal for my body to cum. With an intensity that terrified me, a shudder came deep from within my abdomen. The rattling the of chains holding up my legs captured applause and whistles from all around me as my pelvis involuntarily writhed in front of them – warm liquid wrilled from between my legs and down my ass … did Katt stick me? Was I bleeding.?
“AAAA, OOO AH.” I moaned as I felt Roni’s tongue moved from my ass to my clit, it’s vigorous flickers again and again volted my body to lift – My vagina started to uncontrollably twitch; dot- after-dot of rapid-fire contractions continued on for what seemed like forever, and kept up until I was too exhausted to notice.
“THAT’S ENOUGH!” Katt Bellowed, then all movements stopped, the room went silent, but I was far from still, my clit twitched in obligatory response to the intense aftershocks cramping up my hole. I tried to relax my innards but the spasms would not relent, it took several minutes for the rooted quiverings to settle.
“Good work Ron, something told me you’d get her to pop!” Katt face climbed into my crotch and with the veracity and tact of a dog cleaning himself, lapped up the secretions from between my legs and ass – To my horror my clit defied me again and jerked in ugly delight;
“PLEASE, I’M DONE… SO DONE…” I cried
Katt lifted her head, strolled over to me and mumbled “Yes that you are”. then grabbing me by the cheeks she sweetly whispered: “Open her up Beck.”
Becky’s fat fingers pried open my mouth with little effort – I simply had no fight left in me. Katt placed her my mouth over mine, and with blatant indiscretion hovered over me and dribbled a taste of what Roni had provoked out of me into my mouth. With another nod from Katt, Becky’s fingers held my eyes open, and Katt sadistically dribbled more of her foul self into them.
“Mmmm, good isn’t it? I have news for you Cow, that’s definitely not pee your tasting… as a matter of fact it’s the freshest girl spunk I have had the pleasure of sampling in weeks! – With a final broad tongued swipe across my cheek, she got up, coarsely hocked up some mucous – and spat the viscid blob into my face!
Her arms raised triumph she turned back to face her clan, another round of applause filled the room in her honor, what a hero, After all she had effectively degraded
a defenseless victim into a shivering mass of squalor and tears.
“Girls… I think we just baptized ourselves a NEW COW!” She ceremoniously announced to morewhistles and cheers.
“Do a thorough on her Beck, make sure she thinks about it next time she decides on opening that cake hole of hers without permission.”
“YESSSS! Becky fist pumped as if having just sunk a 30 ft putt; Much to my relief Becky’s exuberance became somewhat muted as Katt continued to carry out instruction;
“Keep that that toxic clam of yours off her face, remember she’s a Cow now – we don’t want your stinkin’ slot spoiling the milk.” Katt’s hand traced up my ass and she rested a finger over my anus;
“Leave this one shuttered… for now, maybe we’ll give it to Glen – that would be quite the show”…
Roni chimed in, “It may take a while for her to be a productive cow; never had kids… be at least six weeks, are ya sure Becky is the man for the job? I mean who’s the RN around here anyway?”
“FUCK YOU BITCH, you heard QB, She’s my Heifer now!”
Correct me if I’m wrong, but didn’t your last Heifer get thrown into the Skanks Pen?” Roni challenged;
“That wasn’t my fault, that Fucking Sow wouldn’t listen, and everyone knows it – so… FUCK YOU!!”
“QB, I guarantee I’ll get it done in half the time – 3 weeks, if I don’t I’ll throw myself into the Pen.” Roni interjected.
“You sound pretty sure of yourself, Katt responded, “If you fail… I won’t only hold you to it, but I will make you the star of their next show… but since you got it’s pussy to pop, I’ll give you 1 month from now… DEAL!?”
“DEAL! Roni agreed looking straight into the fright in my eyes; ” A month? Pigs, Cows, RN? What in the world were they talking about!?
“O.K you take care of it Ron, but remember I still want that ‘Thorough’. She looked at Roni with guarded suspicion, “Oh and Ron, I’ll be watching so, do yourself a favor and don’t go all soft this one… We expect to be well entertained during dinner,- nothing like dinner and a show eh girls? I take it that you’ll need Babe sent down right away, clocks a ticking.”
“Sophie will do – Send Shannon down too if you can spare her.” Roni nodded confidently.
“THIS IS BULLSHIT, 2 OF OUR HOTTEST BABES AND A NURSE FOR 1 COW? OOO WHAT A CHALLENGE!” Becky wailed.
Katt was quick to end the dispute, putting her hand on Becky’s shoulder; “Stop your belly-aching, your forgetting that we have new and equally useless boar back at the stable. I have another job for a crazy RN like you; One that is better suited for your talents.”
Becky grinned in delight; “ENJOY YOUR COW BITCH, LOOKS LIKE I HAVE A MAN-PIG TO TEND TO!
Katt smiled; “Good, then we’re all in agreement then. She’s yours Ron. Sophie clean it up, feed and water it, then put it in the chair, I’ll send a couple of the Skanks over to clean this stall up. We’ll go back to the stable to check and see what shape the girls left the other two in.”
“OTHER TWO?!” I cried.
Katt walked over to me, then darkly whispered in my ear; ” Ya two – the girls bumped into them at Roni’s parking lot, we’ve had our eye on em for quite some time, but we left them alone – they seemed to be such a nice couple.” She then stood up and played up to the group.
Val and Jack was it? Yeaaaa… it was good of you to tag along, your ass added just enough anti to the pot, to make me go all in on this hand… I think we had a very successful amateur night wouldn’t you say girls?”
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A Caribbean cruise that turned out to be one hell of a week. I have rewritten this story. Per request from the readers, I have added one scene that didn’t actually happen but you will have to guess which one. I know the story is long but I have split it into chapters so that you can read it in several settings.
I was 24 at the time and my husband is one year my senior. We had booked a seven day cruise that island hopped around the Caribbean. We were to visit five different islands during the week long trip. We were looking forward to getting away from the snow and cold and enjoy the sunny warm weather of the Caribbean.
First, I must tell you a little about my husband and myself. If you have read any of my previous stories, you know that we have a very open relationship when it comes to sex. We have, on several occasions, participated in orgies. We love our sex in any way we can get it. We like to keep our sex lives spicy by always trying new things with new people. We like our sex and we like it often. I am bi and Jake (my husband) says he is straight but I have seen him suck cock and have seen him get sucked by other men. I don’t know why he doesn’t admit he is also bi.
Although we like our sex with other people, we weren’t expecting anything special on this trip. It was the first cruise either one of us had taken. We were going to be perfectly satisfied with enjoying the ship, the islands, the warm weather and some good sex with each other in our ship cabin.
We flew to San Juan Puerto Rico and got a ride to the dock and embarked onto the ship. We spent the first night getting acquainted with the massive ship and took in some entertainment. For any of you that have not been on a cruise, I would highly recommend it. The ship was absolutely breathtaking. There is so much to see and do on the ship. The ship is so large and has so many places to see. We spent a week on the ship and don’t think we saw all of it.
The ship left port at 10:00 pm. After taking in some entertainment, we retired to our cabin for the night around 1:00 am. Jake and I had our first episode of fantastic sex for the week. I could tell that it was going to be one hell of a week. The sex seemed to be better than usual. Both of us were extremely horny. I think the fact that we were both so relaxed from being away from our normal life pressures; we were able to enjoy sex so much more.
—– Chapter Two —–
The next day, the first full day, was spent entirely at sea. There were plenty of activities taking place on the ship. In the afternoon, we were on the top deck of the ship, taking part in one of the activities next to one of the several pools. We struck up a conversation with an extremely nice couple, Larry and Joann. They seemed to be a little older than us but a very nice looking and pleasant couple. Joann was very slender with very large and perky breasts, I guessed about 34D. Larry was rather tall; I guessed about 6’4” and well built. We learned later that Joann was an aerobics instructor and Larry worked out a lot at a gym. We also learned that they were celebrating their 15th wedding anniversary. I was shocked that they had been married that long. I asked if they married when they were 15. We were told that they were both 38 years old. Damn, they looked good for being that old.
Throughout the remainder of the day, we took part in other activities that were taking place throughout the ship. We also enjoyed ourselves at a relaxing dinner in one of the many grand dining rooms. The food on these cruise ships is absolutely fabulous; you never have an excuse for going hungry. We also ran into Joann and Larry a couple more times.
That night brought another erotic fucking session in our cabin between me and Jake before we turned in for the night.
—– Chapter Three —–
The next day we docked at our first island. We debarked from the ship and took a tour of the island. For you that have not been to the Caribbean, when you get off the ship, you are greeted by dozens of taxi driving shouting for your business. For a very reasonable price, they will take you wherever you want around the island. You can tour the island, go shopping, go to a beach or whatever you want.
We returned to the ship mid afternoon, got cleaned up, had another great fucking session and got ready to get an early dinner.
At dinner, we met up with Joann and Larry again. We hit it off very well; we seemed to have so much to talk about. They told us they were from Michigan. We are also from the Midwest. We also found out that their cabin was on the same deck as ours. We had an inside cabin towards the middle of the ship while they had an outside balcony cabin towards the rear of the ship.
After dinner, we went to a show with them and then later to a comedian act in the lounge. If you have never been on a cruise ship, they have many places that you can go for entertainment. There is a big theater where you can see Broadway shows, singing and dancing acts and much more. There is a large lounge that has many acts such as comedians, magicians, musicians, etc. There are also many smaller places that you can see anything from piano players to rock-n-roll bands.
After the show we made arrangements to meet Joann and Larry in the morning for breakfast and to tour the next island together. We then retired back to the cabin for, you guessed it, some more incredible loving making.
—– Chapter Four —–
We met Joann and Larry for breakfast as planned. Together we decided to take a short tour of the island and then have the taxi driver take us to a beach in the afternoon. The driver was a wonderful tour guide. After lunch, he took us to a very nice beach. It was a typical Caribbean beach, nice white sand, clear blue water and a nice little bar serving your favorite Caribbean drinks.
We soon realized that we were at a nude beach. Not many of the people were naked, probably only ten percent, but enough to get our attention. We found a place that wasn’t very crowded and laid our towels out on the sand. We went back to the beach house to change into our swimming suits. I like to show off my body with a very revealing bikini, but my bikini wasn’t anything compared to Joann’s. Her bikini didn’t leave anything for the imagination, only a couple small triangles over her nipples and another over her crouch and ass. It was a new bikini she got specifically for the cruise. I don’t think she was used to wearing such a revealing suit. She seemed to be a little embarrassed but I assured her it showed her off very well, she looked great in it. You should have seen Jake’s eyes when he first saw her; I thought his eyes were going to pop out of their sockets. Her husband, Larry, even seemed to be a little excited to see her in her new illuminating attire.
The guys went to get us some drinks while Joann and I went back to our spot on the beach. Joann and I got the suntan lotion out and helped each other spread it over our bodies. I was getting turned on looking at her gorgeous body in that tantalizing bikini. I complimented her on her looked and on her bikini. She thanked me for the comment and said that she is proud of her body and likes to show it off. She also complimented me on my body but compared to her, I felt inferior. As do I, I could tell that Joann tans naked in the tanning booths since there were no tan lines.
The guys returned with the drinks and we helped them with their suntan lotion as well. I could tell that Jake couldn’t take his eyes off of Joann. I also sensed that Larry was looking me over with his eyes, which also turned me on.
We sat on our towels and just talked for awhile and did some people watching. We watched as the nude people would walk by and would comment on each. Some were very nice but some of them should not be out there without clothes, in fact some of them shouldn’t even by in a swimming suit at all (if you know what I mean).
After awhile, Joann turned to Larry and said that she wanted to sunbath nude too. She said she always wanted to try it and since there was no one there that they knew, she wanted to try it. I had been thinking the same thing but didn’t want to say anything, not knowing what Joann and Larry would say. I quickly chimed in and said I would do it if she would. Larry acted to be a little timid and hesitated about going nude. I coaxed Larry by saying that if he did it, Jake would also do it. Jake looked at me with this disgusting angry look on his face but I knew that he wanted to just as bad as I did. After a little more coaxing, we convinced the guys to join us. Joann and I removed our bikinis and the guys soon followed.
I felt so good having the warm sun and the warm ocean breezing blowing over our naked bodies. For 38 years old, both Joann and Larry looked incredible. Joann’s breasts were very firm. Larry had a very nice six pack. Both Larry’s and Jake’s cocks were half hard. They both tried to conceal it by lying down on their stomachs. After putting more suntan lotion on our private parts, we laid down on the towels and felt the warm sun radiate our bodies.
After sunbathing for quite awhile, Joann and I decided to take a dip in the ocean. We got up and walked into the warm water, feeling the waves crash up against our bodies. If felt so incredible being naked in the salt ocean waters. We saw the guys get up to go get some more drinks.
After our dip in the ocean, Joann and I went back to our towels and started to apply suntan lotion to each other. Joann first spread lotion all over my front side. It seemed like she took extra time and attention around my tits and my pussy. I returned the favor and made sure she had ample amount of lotion. When I was applying lotion around her pussy, she spread her legs slightly and told me to make sure to get that area nice and good; she said (in a seductive voice) she wouldn’t want to get that area burned.
After some more sunbathing and finishing our drinks, we got dressed and headed back to the ship before our departure for the next island.
When we got back onto the ship, Jake and I couldn’t wait to fuck each other in our cabin. We couldn’t even wait until after we showered; we had an incredible fuck right in the shower. I think the happenings of the day had turned us both on. We then cleaned up and met Joann and Larry for dinner.
After dinner we went to a Broadway show in the big theater and then caught a late show in the lounge. After the late show, Joann and Larry invited us up to their cabin for some wine. We eagerly agreed and headed up to their cabin.
We didn’t mind having an inside cabin since we were not spending much time there but Joann and Larry’s outside balcony cabin was very nice. We went out on the balcony and looked across the massive body of water. It was a very clear night. Many stars and the moon lit up the sky. The reflections of the stars bounced off the water and the warm gentle breeze made it so romantic. The combination of the beautiful ocean view and the fact that I had consumed abundance of alcohol was really turning me on. I couldn’t wait to get back to our cabin and fuck Jake brains out.
There were only two chairs on the balcony along with a small table. Jake sat down in a chair and I sat down on his lap, my back towards him. Larry and Joann opened a bottle of wine from a case they had bought the day before and poured us all a glass. They joined us on the balcony. Larry sat in the other chair and Joann sat across his lap with her arms around his neck. We talked for awhile, reminiscing about what we had done that day. It wasn’t long until I saw Joann start to kiss Larry. Not just a little kiss on the lips but a nice big juicy tongue French kiss. I cleared my throat to get their attention and then asked if they wanted us to go. They said no and asked if they were making us uncomfortable. We said absolutely not, especially if they don’t mind if we did the same. They said they would be offended if we didn’t. It was such a nice romantic night and we should take advantage of it.
I turned across Jakes lap, wrapped my hands around his neck and started to make out. Jake had his arms wrapped around my waist. After several minutes of passionate kissing, I looked over and Joann and Larry and could see that Larry had his hands slid under Joann’s skirt and apparently was pleasing her pussy.
I ran a hand down and started to rub Jake’s chest through his shirt. He took my lead and started to rub his hands up and down my legs and thighs. I slide my skirt up a little to encourage him to explore me like Larry was exploring Joann. Soon I felt his fingers sliding over my pussy lips. I spread my legs to let him have better access.
We continued this for awhile, making out and taking sips of wine between kisses. Joann said she needed some more wine and got up to get the bottle from the room. I also got up and said I needed to go use the restroom. Inside the room, I asked Joann if they had ever swinged with other couples. She looked at me and just smiled. I got the answer I was looking for. I told her we also did and I wanted to fuck her husband. Again she just smiled at me as to say, he is all yours.
I helped her pour another glass of wine for us all and followed her out to the balcony. Joann went over by Jake as I sat down on Larry’s lap. Larry was a little shocked but quickly figured out what was going on as I planted a big kiss on his lips. I opened my mouth and started to explore his mouth with my tongue. I then spread my legs wide, letting my skirt hike up my hips to expose my bare pussy (I hadn’t put any panties on at all that week). It didn’t take long until Larry was exploring my pussy with his hands. My pussy was so wet by this time. I could feel Larry’s cock start to get hard under my ass. I slide my ass off his hardening cock and placed a hand on it.
I smiled at Larry and said I think someone is getting a little excited. I then got down on my knees in front of Larry, unzipped his pants and pulled out his rock hard cock. His cock wasn’t quite as big as Jake’s (Jake has an 8-9 inch cock) but he had a very pretty cock. I like a pretty cock, one that has a nice shaped head and a smooth shaft. It was also very thick, which I think is actually more important than having a long cock.
I started to run my tongue up and down the shaft of his cock while playing with his balls with my hands. I then slide it into my mouth and started sucking on it. I love sucking on some good cock. Larry started to moan with approval. I took time out to slide his pants and underwear all the way off and threw them down on the deck of the balcony. He removed his shirt and placed it on the rest of his clothes.
I went back to sucking on his cock, trying to get as much in my mouth as possible. I heard his moans get deeper and louder. After several minutes, I sensed he was about to cum. I didn’t want him to spout just yet so I got up and sat down on his lap. I was facing him with our crotches touching. I wrapped my arms around his neck and planted a big kiss on him, again exploring his mouth with my tongue.
I pulled up my skirt, moved my pussy up and started to grind it against his cock. I was so wet; I was covering his cock with my pussy juices. I looked over at Joann and Jake and saw Jake with his face buried in Joann’s pussy. She looked like she was really enjoying herself.
Larry helped me remove my top and skirt. I now could press my naked body against his. I ran my pussy over his cock and then up his body over his stomach and chest. I lowered myself again and he took one of by breasts into his mouth. I could feel his tongue circle my nipples and then felt him nibble and suck on them. I couldn’t wait any longer. I reached down and pulled up his cock and lowed myself onto it. I felt his massive member slip easily into my waiting pussy.
I started to raise and lower myself, allowing his hard cock to slide in and out of me. We started slowly at first but quickly picked up the pace. Soon his cock was pumping in and out of me in a furious rate, God it felt so good.
It wasn’t long until I was screaming as my orgasm overtook me. I’m sure someone had to hear me but I didn’t really care at that moment. It was an incredible orgasm. Sometime in the middle of my orgasm, Larry started to shoot his load inside me. Feeling his cum shoot inside me only extended my own orgasm.
It wasn’t long after I composed myself that I heard some laud moans coming from Jake and Joann. We looked over just as they both came together, both bodies shaking in what seemed to be as good of an orgasm as I just had.
It was very late so we decided to finish off our glasses of wine and head back to our cabin. We all agreed that we had a lot of time to have a lot more fun the rest of the week. We arranged to meet Joann and Larry for breakfast and again tour the next island together.
—– Chapter Five —–
The next day was pretty much the same. We toured another island with Joann and Larry. Back on the ship we had dinner again with Joann and Larry and took in some more entertainment. Afterwards, Jake and Larry wanted to spend some time in the casino. Gambling doesn’t do anything for me and Joann so we decided to go off on our own. We explored some other less populated bars on the ship and got to know each other even better. I couldn’t believe how well we were getting along for only knowing each other for a couple days.
We ended up ordering one last drink and headed back to their cabin. Once back in their room, Joann immediately started to seduce me, running her hands over my body and giving me a very passionate kiss. We fell on the bed where we proceeded to remove each other’s clothes. I love fucking guys but there is something so special about making love to a women. It makes me feel so comfortable and sexy. Joann started to lick my entire body. Starting at my neck and working her way down to my pussy, paying extra attention to my tits and nipples. She had me so turned on. I then felt her tongue spread my pussy lips and circle my clit. Her fingers plunged deep into my pussy, hitting my G-spot. I could tell she was very experienced at satisfying women. Only after a couple minutes, I felt myself getting very close to an incredible orgasm. I shouted out to her that I was cumming. My body started to shake, my eyes rolled back into their sockets as my orgasm overtook my body. It seemed to last forever.
After I was able to compose myself, I returned the favor to Joann. I started by sucking and licking her nice firm breasts. I circled my tongue around her very hard nipples while I massaged her breasts. Her boobs were so large and so firm. I hope my boobs are like this when I’m 38. I continued by licking and kissing my way down her flat stomach to her shaved pussy. I shot my stiff tongue as far into her pussy as I could. I could tell by her moans that I was hitting her just right. I started to rub and pinch her clit with my fingers. She was so wet. I then easily slide a couple fingers into her love hole, then three and then four. I continued to fuck her with my fingers as I started to nibble on her clit with my mouth. I flicked and circled her clit with my tongue. After several minutes, her body started to quiver and she started to cum. I soon realized that she was a squirter as her cum started to squirt all over my face. It startled me at first but I quickly composed myself to take as much in my mouth as I could.
After her orgasm subsided, she pulled me up and gave me a very passionate kiss. We lay next to each other for quite awhile, it felt so good to have a naked female body nestled against me.
Suddenly we heard the key card open the cabin door. Larry and Jake walked through the door and saw Joann and I holding each other’s naked body. We didn’t move but simply smiled up to our husbands. Larry said “See, I told you we could find them back here”. Jake asked if we were having fun. I said, with a big smile on my face, “More fun than you can imagine”. Joann responded by saying ”but we could have much more fun”, as she motioned the guys to join us. It didn’t take the guys long to remove their clothes and join us on the bed.
Just then Joann got up off the bed and said that she was a little tired and needed a little time to recover. She looked at me as to say “follow my lead and come over here”. I also got out of bed and stood next to her. She told the guys that we had just had a very exhausting love making session and Cindy and I needed to relax a little. Both guys started to complain and informed us (as if we didn’t already know) that they both were very horny and needed some good fucking to relieve them. Joann said “go right ahead, don’t let us stop you, we will just sit here and watch”. We both sat down in the chairs next to the bed.
Joann had told me earlier that Larry liked sex with guys but I knew Jake says he doesn’t like it. I have seen him do it several times and he seems to have a good time with it. I don’t know why he just doesn’t admit he likes it. I started to persuade Jake to let Larry suck his cock. Larry looked at Jake to see if he would allow him to do it. Jake didn’t give much resistance so Larry leaned down and started to lightly rub his hand over Jakes cock. His cock wasn’t hard but it seemed to jump when Larry first touched it. We watched as his cock grew and got hard right in front of our eyes. In just a couple minutes, Larry had Jake’s cock as hard as I had ever seen it.
Larry then took Jake’s cock into his mouth and started to suck on it. Jake’s cock is rather large, I can never get it all the way into my mouth and neither could Larry. While sucking his cock head, Larry slide his hand up and down Jake’s shaft. Joann and I just sat back and watched the show. I could tell by the look on Jake’s face and by his moans, he was really enjoying it. I asked Jake how it felt. He simply responded by giving me a big grin and shaking his head in approval.
I could tell that Jake was just about ready to cum when he pulled away. He moved down and let Larry lay down on the bed so they could switch places. Larry’s cock was already hard, although not quite as big as Jake’s
Jake took Larry’s cock into his mouth and started sucking it furiously, sucking it as he massaged his balls and ran his hand up and down the shaft. After several minutes Larry got up and moved around so that they were in a 69 position. Both took each others cock in their mouth and continued to please each other. Joann and I were getting so turned on just watching them. Both of us were running our hands over our pussies.
It wasn’t long until I think they came together. Both took the others cum into their mouth. Joann and I applauded seeing each of them take each others cum in their mouth without spilling a drop.
After the guys collected themselves, they asked us girls if we were satisfied. I said “we are greatly satisfied but I don’t think we are as satisfied as you two”.
To let the guys recoup, Joann went and opened another bottle of wine. I helped her pour four glasses. We sat around talking for awhile. We asked how much money they had lost in the casino. They wouldn’t tell us.
After about 15-20 minutes of conversation, Larry looked at me and motioned for me to come over by him on the bed. I gladly got up and joined him. Jake proceeded to go over to Joann and attend to her. Larry was sitting on the edge of the bed. I sat down on his lap facing him and wrapped my arms around his neck. I started to kiss him and rub my fingers over his head and through his hair. Together we ran our hands over each others body.
For some reason I started to talk very dirty to Larry. I said something like “do you think you can fuck me with that fag cock of yours?” He replied by saying “this cock can fuck the shit out of any pussy around.” Jake and Joann started to laugh at our verbal comments and started in with their own dirty remarks. Before you knew it, all four of us were voicing comments like “come on you fucking whore, I’m going to fuck your hot pussy for all its worth.” I think it was a contest who could say the most disgusting things.
I started to rub my very wet pussy over Larry’s shaft. “The fucking slut has a soaking wet pussy, bet she wants a big fat cock in it” Larry said as he rotated his hips to let his cock slip right in. I immediately rammed my pelvis down hard on him so that his cock would dig deep inside me.
I pushed Larry back onto the bed and leaned over him so we could fuck hard and furious. We continued our verbal assault as we pounded ourselves at each other, my pussy sliding up and down and his hard cock. “Give it to me you big stud, ram that hard fat cock deep inside me, fuck my hot cunt baby”.
We were fucking like there was no tomorrow when I felt a hand start to rub my pussy from behind. It then parted my ass checks and started to probe at my ass hole. Jake was lubricating my ass from my pussy juices. I knew exactly what he was going to do. He knows how much I like to be double fucked. Sure enough, I soon felt his cock start to enter my ass. It took him a little time but he soon had it jammed in as far as he could. I just love having a cock fucking my ass at the same time as one is fucking my pussy. Jake and Larry got into a rhythm, both shooting their love tools in and out of me at the same time.
After we all got in a steady rhythm, Joann came over. I motioned for her to move up so I could lick her pussy. She shoved her cunt right into my face, allowing me to slide my tongue between her pussy lips and over her clit. Her clit was so hard and big. My fingers soon found her hot pussy, digging deep inside. The guys helped me out by rubbing and pinching at Joann’s tits and nipples.
We continued our four-way fuck for some time until I was the first to explode into another incredible orgasm. Joann soon followed, shooting her hot cum over my face again. A couple minutes later Jake and Larry shot both their loads deep inside my ass and pussy at the same time. We all four fell totally exhausted in a pile on the bed. It had been an unbelievable night of enjoyable fucking.
After we caught our breath, Jake and I made our way back to our cabin. It was very late and we needed to get some sleep before we met again the next morning to explore the next island.
—– Chapter Six —–
The next day we had a very exciting time on the island. The island that we were visiting was a very beautiful mountainous island. It is known for its beautiful mountain streams and waterfalls. The four of us decided to get a taxi cab and take a tour up into the mountains. The tour guide (taxi driver) first took us to a mountain cave and then to a gorgeous waterfall. At the base of the waterfall was a nice little pool that looked very enticing for a nice swim. It was a very popular waterfall and the crowds were quite large, so we didn’t feel like swimming in front of everyone. We asked the guide if there were any waterfalls that were not as crowded. He said there was two not too far away. One was a five mile hike into the rain forest. The other was 1 mile hike. We thought five miles was too far but 1 mile sounded good.
He drove us to the end of the 1 mile trail and pointed us into the direction of the waterfall. He said he would wait there until we get back. On our hike back to the falls, we met one group but other than that, we didn’t see anyone. As we got closer to the falls, we could hear the roar of the water falling over the mountain cliff. It was absolutely gorgeous. A small waterfall appearing out of the side of the mountain, tumbling about 40 feet to a small little pool of water nestled in the rocks surrounded by the lush foliage of the rainforest. Although not as large as the first waterfall, it was definitely just as stunning.
The best thing was, we were the only ones there. We had brought our swimming suits with us but since no one was there, we decided to take a little skinny dip. We all stripped down and jumped in. Oh what a refreshing feeling. The water was magnificent. I soon felt a pair of hand wrap around me from behind. It was Larry. He immediately started to massage my breasts from behind me. I felt him push himself against my backside. I reached my hand behind me and felt that he was already hard, mmmmm. I pressed my ass back pressing against his hard member. We were standing in water just deep enough that we could stand on the bottom and have our heads above water.
I looked over at Jake and he was busy with Joann. Jake and I had fucked many times in water. It is something we enjoy doing because you are much lighter in water so you can move and pick up your partner more easily.
I turned around to face Larry. I wrapped my arms around his neck and started to kiss him very fervently. I then jumped up and wrapped my legs around this waist, pressing my crouch against his. Larry started to slide his hard cock up and down over my pussy; damn I was so wet and horny. I spread my legs slightly to invite him to enter me. He slid right in. I started to bounce up and down in the water, allowing his cock to slide in and out of my hot pussy. I looked over at Jake and Joann and they were doing the same.
After a couple minutes, we started to hear voices approaching from down the path, oh shit! All four of us separated. We realized that because the water was so clear, anyone looking down at us could see that we didn’t have any clothes on. We then got the idea to move closer to the waterfall so that the bubbles that formed on the water from the falls splashing down on the surface of the pool would hide the fact that we were naked.
A group of elderly tourists came into view. We just hoped to God that they wouldn’t stay too long. The water depth was over our heads where we were and we didn’t know how long we could tread water. Besides, we had much better things to do.
Thank goodness they didn’t stay very long. As soon as they turned to leave, we quickly moved back to shallower waters and were back fucking our partners as before. It wasn’t long until Larry was cumming inside me.
Larry then floated me over to a large rock on the edge of the pool. This rock was just below the surface of the water. He placed me on the rock face up. My head was above water but my pussy was just at the surface of the water. He spread my legs and placed his face against my cum-filled pussy. I felt his tongue swirling around my clit. The small waves of the water were splashing against my pussy as his tongue started to explore inside my cunt hole. God, it felt so good.
After several minutes of Larry eating my pussy and rubbing my clit, I heard Joann start to scream. I had totally forgotten about Jake and Joann. I looked over towards them and saw Jake doing the same to Joann as Larry was to me. It was obvious that Jake had sent Joann into a gigantic orgasm. They were probably 30 feet from us but I still could see Joann’s body shaking in a massive orgasm. Seeing this sent me into my own climatic orgasm as well. Larry was doing such a fantastic job of satisfying me.
Just as Joann and I were catching our breath, we heard more voices coming from down the path. We all again quickly swam over under our canopy of bubbles near the waterfall. This time two couples come up to the edge of the pool and started talking to us. I guess they were about 30 years old. They asked us how the water was. We said very refreshing.
They looked around the area and saw our clothes over on some rocks where we had left them. They had their swimming suits and towels in their hands. They asked us were we had changed into our swimming suits. We didn’t know what to say. We didn’t want to make up some story so decided to tell them the truth and told them we hadn’t changed into our swimming suits. It took them awhile to catch on to what we were saying but it finally hit them that we were all naked. You should have seen the embarrassing grins they all got on their faces when they finally realized this. Us four had floated from the cover of the bubbles and I’m sure they could tell that we were truly naked. Jake and Larry then spoke up and told them that they were more than welcome to join us if they wish. After a little discussion, the four of them decided to get naked and join our skinny dip party.
We watched as the four of them stripped their clothes and entered the water. I think Larry, Joann, Jake and I all wanted to have a big orgy. We talked for awhile but it was obvious to us that these two couples were not into that. We decided that we should just leave. Besides, I’m sure our guide was wondering where we were, we had been gone for over an hour.
We got out of the water, dried off, got dressed and said goodbye to our new acquaintances. After getting back to the taxi, we had the driver take us back to the ship.
Back on the ship we went to our cabins and got cleaned up. Jake and I had another good fuck in the shower before we met Joann and Larry for dinner. We then went to the early show in the theatre.
After the show, the guys and us girls split up again and went our separate ways. Joann and I went and visited a piano bar where a piano player was entertaining anyone that would listen. There weren’t many people there so Joann and I sat down at the piano right next to the piano player and ordered some drinks.
The piano player was a gorgeous looking guy about 30 years old. He had nice blonde hair and blue eyes; a very masculine guy, not your typical pianist. He was a great singer and entertainer. We started to flirt with him and he flirted back. He took several requests from us and sang to us as if we were his lovers. He really knew how to earn his tips (if you know what I mean).
After several drinks and feeling very horny, Joann and I went back to our cabin this time. We were both feeling a little frisky from all the drinks and being serenaded by the nice looking pianist for the past couple hours. It didn’t take us long until we had each other’s clothes off and was making out to relieve our sexual tension that had been building up in us.
We were right in the heat of the moment when we heard the key card slide open the cabin door. Our two guys had returned. Joann and I were so into each other that we totally ignored they guys when the entered. They tried to talk to us but again we ignored them.
Joann and I were in a 69 position on the bed. I was fingering your pussy as licking her clit as she was doing the same to me. We were in total ecstasy as we pleased each other.
We continued in a 69 position for quite awhile, totally oblivious to Larry and Jake. I did look up once to see that they had both gotten naked; Jake was sitting in the chair while Larry was sucking his cock. I motioned to Joann to look; she simply smiled and returned to pleasuring my pussy. After what seemed to be hours, Joann finally came in a very intense orgasm. Shortly afterwards, I followed with my own huge orgasm.
After we collected ourselves, we looked over and saw Larry ramming Jake’s asshole with his hard cock from behind. I couldn’t believe he actually let Larry do that without anyone coaxing him. It didn’t take Larry very long until he shot his load into Jake’s ass. It was a big turn on for Joann and me to watch the two guys go at it. After Larry was done, they asked if we wanted them to join us on the bed but we told them that they were doing just fine without us and that they should continue.
Larry switched positions with Jake so that Jake could fuck him in the ass. Joann and I had a great view as we watch Jake’s cock slide in and out of Larry’s ass. If I wasn’t so exhausted I would have joined them. Instead we were completely satisfied with just watching our two ladyboys going at it with each other.
After Jake filled Larry’s ass with his sperm, we decided to turn in for the night. But this time Jake and Joann went back to Larry and Joann’s cabin together while Larry stayed with me in our cabin.
Larry and I had some very passionate love making while I’m sure Joann and Jake did also back in their cabin. I love my husband very much and love fucking him but the time Larry and I had together alone was very special. Most of the fucking we had been doing that week was very erotic and fast paced. Larry was very slow and soothing which was very nice for a change. It was a little strange going to sleep next to another guy other than my husband. But I did sleep very well before we woke to tackle another day and another island.
—– Chapter Seven —–
The next day brought another beautiful island. The four of us enjoyed a day at a beach and took in some snorkeling. Unfortunately this island did not have nude beaches, but it was a very enjoyable day. We really took pleasure in basking in the sun and drinking the local Caribbean drinks, not to mention the nice tan we got.
Back on the ship we cleaned up and had diner as usual. We weren’t too fond of the entertainment in the theater that night so decided to spend the evening in the big lounge. Two shows were on the schedule for the evening. First a hypnotist during the early evening and later a comedy show at late night.
The seating in the big lounge were mostly big half circle booths that faced a big stage where all the shows took place. The booths had very high backs. They were very comfortable and very private since you could only see in them from the stage side. We purposely arrived early to get a good booth up close to the stage. Joann and I were seated between Larry and Jake around the half circle table, I next to Larry and Joann next to Jake. We ordered our first round of drinks and sat back and had some good conversation while we waited for the first show to start.
The hypnotist was very good; he had us all laughing in stitches. After the show, we had about an hour before the comedy show would begin. We ordered more drinks and sat back for the second show to begin. While deep in conversation with Joann, I felt a hand start to run over my thigh and up under my skirt. Larry first startled me but then I started to get turned on. I half-heartedly told him to stop since someone would see us. He said that no one was going to see in, if someone would walk in front of the booth, the table hid anything that he was doing.
He slowly ran his hand up my thigh and parted my legs. He ran his fingers over my panty-less crotch. I felt him start to rub my clit and pinch it with his fingers. I spread my legs to give him better access. I looked over at Joann and saw Jake was doing the same to her. I couldn’t believe that I was having my pussy rubbed in the middle of a crowded lounge.
I felt Larry’s fingers part my pussy lips and run them up and down my slit. Soon I felt him slide his finger into my pussy. I was so wet that he was able to quickly and easily slide in. I tried to keep a straight face in case someone did pass in front of our booth. It is very difficult to keep a straight face when you have someone fingering you pussy. Larry and Jake were carrying on a normal conversation so no one would get suspicious. They continued to rub our clits and probe their fingers into our pussies for the next five or ten minutes. Joann’s and my breathing were getting very deep and loud. I couldn’t take it anymore. I threw my head back against the back to the booth and closed my eyes taking in the full affect of their actions. It wasn’t long until I couldn’t hold back any longer and was thrown into an incredible orgasm. I think I actually passed out for a couple seconds, probably also had something to do with the fact I had been drinking alcohol all night long.
After I composed myself, I looked over at Joann and I could tell she had cum as well. She looked as exhausted as I. We just looked at each other and started to laugh. It was so absurd that we both had just had an incredible orgasm with all these people around us.
I then pulled my skirt back down and reached over and felt Larry’s cock through his pants. He was already hard. I whispered to him that I better do something about this. He just smiled back at me. I rubbed up and down his cock for a little while. After several minutes I unzipped his pants and managed to pull his cock out. This time Larry and Jake was having a hard time keeping composed as Joann and I carried on a casual conversation.
We continued stroking their hard cocks for quite awhile, changing from slow easy strokes, when someone walked by, to fast furious strokes when no one was in view. It seemed that we were stroking their cocks for a long time when a voice come over the sound system announcing the show was going to start in about 10 minutes. Shortly after that I felt Larry’s cock start to convulse. I knew he was about to cum. I looked around to make sure no one was looking and then quickly ducked under the table to catch his cum in my mouth. I wasn’t able to get all of it but I did get the majority of it. I quickly came back up licking my lips as if nothing had happened. Joann and Jake had watched me take his cum, they started to laugh when I returned above the table. I couple minutes later Joann did the same to catch my husband’s cum while he had his orgasm.
The comedy show was also a very good show. We laughed so hard and so long that night, our guts were hurting from so much laughing.
After the show we sat around drinking our last drink and talking. I don’t think we wanted to go back to our cabins because we knew that this was our last night on the ship and we didn’t want it to end.
We eventually decided to go back to Joann and Larry’s cabin for one last good time. On our way back, we decided to take a detour and go up to the top deck to take in the warm Caribbean air one last time. It was late, about 2:00 am, and very few people were up on top at that time of night. We walked around for a little while, looking out over the romantic ocean waters. The stars and moon again lit up the dark skies.
We walked past a set of stairs that lead up and had a sign that said you must be 18 to enter. We heard rumors that there was a place on the ship that you could sunbath nude but never did find out where it was or even if the rumors were actually true. We put two and two together and concluded that these stairs must lead up to that place.
Obviously we couldn’t sunbath nude that night but curiosity took us upstairs to check it out. On top there was simply a small area that had nothing but a bunch of deck chairs. This area was actually the roof of one of the bars on the top deck. On the far side of this area we saw a couple what appeared to be making out. After realizing what they were doing, we quickly apologized for interrupting and turned to leave. The guy spoke up and said we didn’t have to apologize. He said we could stay if we wanted.
We were curious to look around so slowly started to approach them. As we got closer, we realized they were doing more than making out. They were half naked and were obviously fucking each other before we rudely interrupted. Both of them had their shorts off but still had their shirts on. They didn’t seem to try to hide their private parts as we approached them. The guy still had a very hard cock and you could see her pussy juices reflecting off it in the moonlight. We also noticed that they were very young, I would have guessed teenagers. We asked them how old they were and they said they were both 21 years old, I never did believe them. They said their names were Jason and Brianna. They said they were on their honeymoon.
We sarcastically asked if they were enjoying themselves. Brianna responded and said they were. I couldn’t believe when she then invited us to join them. I think they had been drinking as much as we had been and were acting differently than they normally would. It appeared that they were feeling no pain. They didn’t have to twist our arms too much; we immediately decided to take her up on her offer.
Jason was a rather short guy, but seemed to have a nice looking body. Brianna was very petite had a very cut face and also a nice looking body.
Larry and I sat down on a deck chair that was next to them while Joann and Jake sat down on a chair on the other side. We started to rub each other’s crotches as we started some small talk such as where they were from and what they had been doing on their honeymoon. We found out they were from California. They also told us that they had been coming up to this area each night to fuck each other. A couple nights they even slept up here all night.
As we talked, I noticed Jason’s cock started to go soft. I got up and sat down next to him, on the other side from Brianna. I made some remark to Jason that we needed to get him back up again. As I said that, Joann got up and kneeled in front of him. We both reached out and started to stroke Jason. At the same time, Jake and Larry held out their hands for Brianna to guide her over to another chair where they were going to work on her. You should have seen the look on Jason and Brianna’s face. I don’t think they had ever done anything like this before. A look of nervousness and fear came over their faces. But we eventually turned those faces into lust and excitement.
Joann lowered her head onto Jason’s cock and started to lick up and down its shaft. I leaned over and started to French kiss him, darting my tongue in and out of his mouth. Jason would periodically look over at Brianna but I would wrap my hands around his head and pull him back as to say “forget about her for now, we are going to take care of you”. I then pushed Jason down on the deck chair so his head was towards Brianna, this way he could not see her or pay any attention to her. I started to lick and rub my way down to his chest, past his stomach and finally to his now-very-hard cock. Joann let me share his cock with her. She would suck on his balls as I took his cock into my mouth. I sucked it for awhile and then we would trade placed.
We sucked and licked his cock for quite awhile until Joann got up and stood over him, preparing to lower her eager pussy onto his hard manhood. She slowly lowered herself as I held his cock to guide it into her wet cunt. It easily slipped right over it. I reached one hand around Joann and played with Jason’s balls as she moved up and down on his stiff rod. I used my other hand to rub against Joann’s rigid clit.
After several minutes I looked over at Jake and Larry and saw that Jake was ramming Brianna’s pussy as Larry had his cock in her mouth. I got up and decided to copy Larry and straddled Jason’s head. I lowered my dripping wet pussy right over his face. Jason immediately stuck out his tongue reaching for my willing love hole. I felt his tongue stick right into my pussy. I raised and lowered myself so that I was fucking his little stubby tongue. As I fucked his tongue, I continued to watch Jake and Larry give it to Brianna. I’m not sure who came first but it seemed like one started to scream in ecstasy and then another would start. After just a little while we had all come.
We then all switched positions and paired up with other non-spouses and continued our fucking festivities. We continued fucking all night long in every imaginable position, with every partner. We three girls had all three cocks in every hole at sometime during the next several hours. The one that got me the hardest orgasm was when Jason was fucking my pussy, Larry poked his cock into my ass and my husband fucked me in my mouth. I don’t know how loud I screamed, but I hope no one heard me.
After several hours, it was obvious that the guys were spent and couldn’t go on. It seemed like things were starting to wind down and we needed to get back to our cabins. I wasn’t quite done yet. I looked over at Joann with a seductive smile and then looked over at Brianna. Joann got the hint and we both went over by Brianna and started to fondle her tits. She got a look of terror on her face. When we reached down and started to rub her legs and torso, she said that she had never made love to another girl before. Both Joann and I said that was ok, we would show her everything she needs to know. We told her just to relax and enjoy. You could tell she wasn’t so sure about this but that didn’t stop us. Joann leaned over and started to lick Brianna tits as I reached down and spread her legs and reached towards her pussy. I quickly slipped a couple fingers into her cum filled cunt. I rubbed my thumb over her clit. It was still very hard and very large.
The three guys just sat back and watched intensively as we put on a show for them. Jason’s eyes were as big as quarters; you could tell he had never seen his new wife in any situation like this before. Occasionally one of them would shout out some rude remark like “suck that sloppy pussy, bitch”.
Joann and I licked and sucked all over Brianna until we got her to explode with her final orgasm of the night. Then Joann and I turned to each other, determined to get one more orgasm before the night (and week) was over. Brianna joined right in, digging deep into our pussies and licking and sucking on our clits. For never doing this before, it didn’t take her very long to catch on. We three girls pleased each other for another 10 to 15 minutes until we climaxed one last time.
All six of us lay exhausted on the deck chairs and the ship deck. It was starting to get a little light. The sun would be coming up soon. We could see some lights far off in the horizon. We were coming into San Juan, our final destination. We were all sad that the week was coming to an end but was very happy that we had the week that we did together.
Eventually we got ourselves to go back to our cabins, get packed and get ready for the debarkation process. Before we did debark, we said our goodbyes to Joann and Larry, exchanged phone numbers and addressed and promised to keep in touch. And if either of us were to ever go on anther cruise, we would invite the others. I can’t wait to have another week like this one.
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Linda was just eighteen, near the end of her senior year in high school. She had long brown hair, full, larger-than-average, but firm breasts, and a cute round ass. And she knew it. She was a Christian, though, and had taken a vow of chastity in spite of, or perhaps because of, the strong sexual urges she was beginning to feel.
Ben was cute, and Linda thought of him as her boyfriend, but she hadn’t put that in words—at least not with him—she didn’t want to encourage him to make intimate advances. She went out with Ben, but only in social settings or small groups, never alone. Ben was muscular and handsome, and there was sexual electricity between them. Linda felt drawn to him and wasn’t sure she would be able to hold herself back if they were alone and Ben approached her sexually.
Tonight, after dinner, she had a study date with Ben and their mutual friend Phil at Phil’s house. She assumed Phil’s parents would be there, and that Phil’s presence would prevent any intimacy with Ben. In truth, she felt attracted to Phil as well. Ben was dark-haired and well built, while Phil was taller, slender and blonde, but both boys—men now, really—appealed to her physically, and she liked them both well, though her feelings for Ben were stronger.
Phil met her at the door. “Hey, Linda. Ben’s already here. We’re studying in my room. Come on up.”
Susan entered, but hung back by the door. “I should say hi to your folks first.”
Phill grinned. “You’re so sweet. My folks are gone for the weekend. I’ll tell them you said hi, though.” He headed up the stairs then and, after a moment, Linda followed.
Ben was seated on an easy chair in front of Phil’s computer. He looked up and smiled as Linda entered, and she felt a familiar stirring inside, but fought to push it down. They were here to help each other with an assignment, to write an essay, each describing the film that had moved them the most, and why. As usual, none of them had started their essays yet.
“I haven’t even picked a movie,” Linda confessed.
“Watch this one with me,” Ben suggested, patting the top of the ottoman next to his chair and clicking a file on Phil’s computer. “I find it moves me. Really strongly.”
“Me too,” said Phil.“ Ben and I were just watching it, and I found it incredibly… stirring.”
“Okay,” Linda acquiesced, “I’m curious what you guys both find so moving.” She perched on the ottoman by Ben’s legs, and Phil sat on the floor next to her, leaning casually on her for balance. It felt cozy. In fact, it felt… intimate.
Phil’s monitor was a wide, high-definition flat screen that was good for movies. The sound was piped through his stereo, and the opening music was rich and warm, a slow, funky kind of jazz that Linda had never heard before. It made her feel languid. It was almost sensual.
“It start’s a little cheesy,” Ben warned, “but trust me, it builds.”
Linda sat patiently through the opening scene of a woman supervising two workmen who were fixing something under her sink. As the scene progressed, the camera lingered on the strong sweating bodies of the workmen in a way Linda found disturbing, but arousing. The woman in the film seemed uncomfortable as well, and began to adjust her clothing to loosen it.
There was a bit of awkward dialogue then, as the woman discovered she was out of cash and the men insisted they needed compensation for their labor. The music swelled as the woman put her arm on one man’s bicep and squeezed it, while the second man put his hand on the woman’s leg, stroking it. Linda found herself getting excited, and felt Ben’s arm brush against her hand while Phil leaned against her leg.
Linda’s heart was beating faster as the two men and the woman on the screen began to slowly undress each other. Their bodies were beautiful. The woman’s legs and breasts were stunning, and the men were sleek and muscular. Linda gaped as the woman popped her tits free and gasped as she sprung the first workman’s cock from his pants. Linda had never seen an erect male member before. It was mesmerizing. And so large!
Ben and Phil were caressing Linda’s legs and face now, and she was feeling a warm flush over her whole body. She was about to remind the boys of her chastity vow when the woman on the screen unexpectedly cried out that she was a virgin and was saving herself for her fiancee. The men in the film murmured understandingly and promised that they would keep her hymen intact if she would please them, and let them please her, in other ways.
Ben’s hand was sliding inside Linda’s blouse, and cupping her breast, while Phil’s hand was gliding up her leg towards her inner thigh. She felt incredibly turned on. “You two have watched this before?” she asked.
“We have. More than once.,” Ben replied.
“And it made us both think of you,” agreed Phil. “How much we’re attracted to you and want to touch you.”
“And how much we respect you and your vow of chastity,” Ben whispered in her other ear, brushing his fingers over nipple, sending a jolt through her and making it suddenly hard.
“How we want to please you and excite you, to fulfill your longings, without taking your virginity,” continued Phil, stroking her inner thigh and making her quiver in excitement.
“You can really to that?” gasped Linda. “You won’t f-fuck me?”
“Your hymen is sacred to us,” Ben affirmed.
“We won’t touch it,” Phill assured her. “Watch, and learn.”
Linda let her friends undress her as she stared at the erotic encounter unfolding on the screen. “We’ll just do as they do,” suggested Ben.
“Just as they do,” agreed Phil.
“Alright,” Linda agreed. “I want to. I really do. With, with both of you. But…”
“Chastity,” Ben said understandingly, drawing her into a warm, lingering, and increasingly passionate kiss.
“Virginity preserved,” promised Phil, caressing Linda’s round ass with both hands now.
Linda gazed at the screen, where the woman was lying on her back and being eaten out by one of the men. Ben drew Linda’s head back and down onto his lap while Phil raised and parted her thighs and leaned in to put his mouth to her pussy lips. She gasped as she felt the warmth of his breath on her womanhood, then gasped again as his tongue found her clitoris.
Linda had never felt such intense pleasure. She quivered and squirmed while Phil’s mouth worked its magic on her, sucking on her and lapping quickly over her hot nub. Her excitement built quickly as his tongue licked her clit up and down, then side to side, faster and faster. She clenched suddenly and almost blacked out when she felt her first orgasm. It was like a warm explosion that radiated out from her clit, entirely through her. It was exquisite. She didn’t want it to end. She squeezed her thighs around Phil’s face. “Oh, god, oh, god, don’t stop. Don’t stop!” she screamed.
Phil didn’t stop. He kept licking and sucking at her cunt until she came again, in a shuddering paroxysm of carnal joy. Linda relaxed completely then, and let Phil and Ben turn her over. Her vagina was dripping, but as they had promised, neither of the her friends touched it. She felt loose all over. Phil’s tongue began to explore her asshole, delightfully, while Ben pulled his pants and underwear down and Linda’s face was suddenly confronted with the firm warmth of Ben’s hard on.
The feel of Phil’s tongue probing her asshole made Linda squirm. It felt so nasty. But so good. Ben’s erect cock was pressing against her cheek. It was hard and hot, but the skin was soft and smooth. Linda was at a loss what to do with it.
“Watch,” Ben whispered. His warm breath in her ear was titillating, and Phil was massaging her ass, rotating the cheeks and stimulating her pussy. But Phil’s tongue was focused on her asshole, and it was becoming an erotic center in itself. She badly wanted to feel something inside her, and if her vagina was to remain inviolate… she flushed, embarrassed by her sudden desire to feel Phil in her ass.
She gazed up at the screen, and saw the woman expertly suck and fondle one workman’s cock, while the other workman buried his face in her ass. Phil was doing to Linda what the man in the film was doing to the woman. Gallantly, Linda took hold of Ben’s firm member and awkwardly tried to take it into her mouth.
Ben groaned at the feel of Linda’s warm mouth slowly engulfing the head of his cock. He took her head in his hands to caress her, and to feel this beautiful woman’s head begin to bob up and down on his dick. Linda watched as the woman on the screen licked her man’s cock from base to tip, then swirled her tongue around and around the head. Linda extended her own tongue and tasted Ben’s cock, licking the length of it, tasting its textures. She tried twirling her tongue around the edge of Ben’s cock head. Linda could tell she wasn’t moving her tongue quite like the woman in the porn movie, but Ben’s gasp of pleasure gave her a thrill. She wasn’t able to quite do everything the woman on the screen was doing, but she was giving pleasure to a flesh and blood cock, and it was exciting. His manhood felt so hot and hard in her mouth.
The woman on the screen began to work her man’s cock with her hand, stroking the shaft up from the balls and twisting her hand around the base of the head, then back down, rhythmically, while alternately licking and sucking the swollen tip. Linda moved forward, until she was bent over the ottoman. With it to support her, she could use her hands to stroke Ben’s cock, which she eagerly began to do. Ben leaned back in the easy chair and enjoyed the sensation of Lindas’s hand sliding up and down on his cock, while her hot little mouth sucked and nibbled on the tip of his hard hot dick.
Bending over the ottoman also raised Linda’s firm ass and exposed it to Phil’s greedy attentions. Linda began to suck Ben’s cock in earnest, filling her mouth and giving in to the pure pleasure of sucking. Phil’s saliva-slippery finger inserted itself into her asshole and she squirmed with erotic pleasure. She began rocking back and forth, alternately filling her mouth with Ben’s cock and her ass with Phil’s finger.
It was good, so good, but she wanted more. She eagerly pushed her mouth down Ben’s shaft, wanting to fill herself with his cock, to swallow it, to feel it slide right down her throat. And now she felt the pressure of Phil’s cock head, slippery with some kind of lube, pressing against her virginal asshole. She raised her ass eagerly, wanting to feel Phil’s big cock head spread her asshole wide, wanting to feel his length pushing inside of her.
“Oh, my G-o-d!” Linda moaned as Phil’s cock began to penetrate her. She felt so full! So impossibly full! And Phil’s cock kept coming in and in, filling her more and more. It was so thick! So thick and so hard! And so good… At last she had his cock fully inside her. It was overwhelming. It was fulfilling. But she needed more.
“F-fuck me, Phil. Oh, god, fuck me in the ass! Please! Now. Fuck my ass! Yes! More!”
Phil couldn’t believe what he was hearing from Linda! Her ass cheeks were so round and firm. Pressing his dick between them was like tittie fucking two huge, firm breasts, but the little brown hole at the center was a tight circle of grasping flesh, and her ass was so hot inside. Phil began to lose control, wanting to fuck her beautiful ass deeper and faster, to feel his cock head pop out of that tight hole, slide back between those slippery buttocks, to push back into the wonderful friction between them, and jam inside her again, through that tight hole and up her hot ass. He was thrusting his full length into Linda’s ass, up to his hilt in her, again and again, He was fucking Linda’s ass! Nothing had ever felt better. And Linda was bucking, thrusting her ass back to meet him, trying to bury his cock in her ass, lusting to be full with his swollen manhood.
Linda was overwhelmed by the sensations in her ass, and lost her focus on Ben’s cock, even though she loved feeling its sensitive tip in her mouth. She was jerking incoherently at its base with her hand while her head bobbed up and down spasmodically on the head. Ben took control, wrapping his hands in her long hair, firmly grasping her head, and pulling her face up and down onto his thick cock, forcing the satin softness of his cock head and the length of his firm shaft deep into her mouth and throat. Linda felt violated, used, like Ben was masturbating with her mouth, fucking her face. She felt slutty, dirty, even as she begged and moaned for Phil to fuck her deeper, fill her ass more completely.
She wanted this, Linda suddenly realized. She had seen this coming from the start of the porno movie. She wanted to be fucked in two holes at once, to be used, to be a slut. She eagerly thrust her head down on the shaft of Ben’s swelling dick, rocked her ass back deeper onto the shaft of Phil’s throbbing rod. Then Phil’s arm wrapped around her waist, his hand pressed into her folds, and his finger found her clit. Linda felt like she was on fire.
The music from the stereo swelled, accompanied by groans of pleasure. Linda glanced up to see cum spurting from a huge cock and splashing the woman’s face while another cock shot a massive load of cum up the woman’s ass crack and onto the small of her back.
Phils finger rubbed her clit in time to the piston of his cock plunging into her ass. The sway of her body—back, impaling herself on his rigid member—and forward, pressing her head down onto Ben’s hot cock, thrusting itself into her mouth, filling her throat, slippery with his oozing precum, Phil’s fingers vibrating feverishly on her clit…
It was all too much.
“Fck mm!” she screamed around a mouthful of cock. “Fck mmm! Mmph! Mmph! ‘m CMMng, ‘M CMMMNG!”
Phil thrust into her to the hilt. She felt his thick rod pulsing in her ass, felt the warm flood of his sperm deep in her bowels. She spasmed with her own orgasm, with Phil’s finger unrelenting on her clit, making her cum and cum while his seed spilled in her ass. Phil felt the cum surging out of him, through his swollen dick, shooting deep up Linda’s ass, while her asshole spasmed around the base of his shaft again and again. “Oh, god, I cummining!” Phil groaned, “I’m cumming in your ass! I’m shooting my cum up your ass!”
Ben’s hands tightened around Linda’s head and she pumped on the shaft of his cock with her hand as it swelled in her mouth, quivered, and began to shoot pulse after pulse of hot, salty semen into her mouth. Even as she came, she sucked greedily. Ben screamed, “Linda, I’m cumming! Oh, god! I’m cumming in your fucking mouth!” Ben felt Linda’s hot mouth sucking the cum right out of his testicles, through the length of his cock, using his dick like a straw to drink his cum.
Linda drew back her head, with the tip of his cock bobbing in front of her mouth, and looked into his eyes, drops of his cum seeping from her warm lips. It was so shocking, so exciting, that he involuntarily shot another spurt of cum onto her face. She took his dick back into her mouth and sucked contentedly, his cum warm and wet on her pretty face.
A warm haze seemed to fill the room as they all shared the pleasure of their mutual orgasms.
The music faded and the screen went blank. Phil’s still firm cock slid out of Linda’s asshole, followed by a trickle of warm cum. His finger slipped away from her still throbbing clitoris. Ben’s cock plopped out of her mouth and he gently wiped a dribble of cum from the corner of her lips.
Linda turned over, sat up, and grinned. “Very well played, boys,” she said. “And yes, I am still, technically at least, a virgin.” Ben and Phil flushed and they both looked a little abashed.
“Phil,” she ordered airily, “go downstairs and make us a bowl of popcorn. With butter.”
“And afterwards,” she said, “as soon as you two are ‘ready,’ I want Phil in the chair and Ben behind me.”
The two boys gazed at her, startled. She bent in and gave Ben a shocking, cum-filled kiss.
“Then we’ll watch that movie again,” she said eagerly.
“This time, I want to get it right.”
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Grandmother left most of her sizeable estate to me and it caused considerable family friction. I decided it was best if I moved away from the family, so I packed my belongings in a U-haul trailer and attached it to my car and headed to Ohio. I was 22 years, a recent college graduate, not a bad looking guy, about 6’ tall and 170 pounds with dark brown hair and brown eyes.
I came through a small town that was clean, but did not seem exactly prosperous, but yet it had a certain appeal to me. So I drove to the next larger town and found a motel and checked in so that I could drive back to the small town, we will call it Atown, the next day.
After finding a diner and having a good breakfast, I drove to Atown to look around. It was a town of about 2500 population. There was a bowling alley and a small movie theater, and a community pool. There was a beer hall that had a few pool tables. On the outskirts of town there was a small park with a little lake and several picnic tables. It seemed like an ideal place to settle for a few years until I could decide what I wanted to do with my life.
Driving through town I saw several houses for sale, but one caught my eye. It was a fiveroom house with a nice front porch and a good sized back yard. It even had a few fruit trees in the back yard. I called the number on the sign and soon met with the owners’ son, who said his parents had moved to North Carolina and he wanted to get rid of he house as soon as possible. We agreed upon a price and soon I was moving in.
A few days after I moved in I was sitting on my front porch and one of my neighbors came over to greet me. She was a cute red head, a little on plump side, but nice build. Her name was Nadine and she told me she was married (George) and had a two-year old asleep at home. She lived next door. We talked some, and I asked her where was a good place to meet single women in town. She told me I was mostly out of luck because most of them had left for college or moved away to work in a larger place. Nadine explained that she and most of the other women on the street had married early and were destined to remain in Atown for the rest of their lives.
Two weeks later I was sitting on the porch again and I heard Nadine talking on the phone. She sounded upset and telling whoever she was talking to that George was going to be mad as hell about the telephone bill and her not being able to pay it this month. Nadine complained that “the fucker should make more money so I could at least talk to my family on the phone.” She was really upset about what George was going to say about the phone bill and wheels began to turn in my head. “Hell, I can help her out once.”
I called her over to my house and asked her in. I told her I had overhead her conversation about the phone bill and she said she owed $25.00 more than she had and started to cry. I reached over to comfort her and said “Nadine, I will give you the money.’
“What, you’re kidding?” she said.
“No, I’m not.”
With that she gave me a full body hug, and I could feel her tits against my chest and her pussy mound against my crotch. I could not help but get had. Nadine was sobbing, thanking me and pressing against me, then she began to kiss me.
Instinct took over and our tongues danced, then I began to kiss her neck. “Gene, I have never cheated on George” and I kissed her breast through her bra. She began to moan and we moved to my bedroom and removed all of our clothes. From her tits I moved down her stomach to her unshaved pubic area and began to kiss around her cunt. “Are you really going to do that” she wanted to know as I sucked her clit into my mouth and she almost jumped off the bed with a gigantic orgasm and loud “oh my fucking pussy has exploded” and then she pulled me onto her and grabbed my rockhard cock and rammed it into her soaking wet cunt.
“What about condoms?”
‘Fuck them, I want to fuck now Gene. Fuck me now before I back out.”
We fucked hard for three or four minutes and Nadine came again, then I told her I had better pull out, I am ready to cum. Nadine grabbed my ass and held me, saying I want to feel those little devils enter my belly as I shot load after load deep into her cunt.
Nadine then jumped out of bed and said put her clothes on and said I have to check on the baby—I will be right back.
True to her word she was, and as she entered the door she was taking her clothes off and grabbed me and we fell on the bed. Nadine told me that she had never had an orgasm from oral intercourse and that she would like to do it again today. She also asked if I ever did anal. Her husband thought it was filthy and would not do it, so I told her we would do that too.
First we got in 69 position and I gently worked around her cunt, kissing her lips, thighs, then back to the lips, then pushing my tongue deep into her pussy before grabbing her clit and sucking it until she came. I then pulled her on my stomach and stuck my cock in well-lubed cunt, put some lube on my finger, and began to rub on her ass-hole as I fucked her. Then I pushed the finger in her ass, and began to finger fuck her ass—another good orgasm for my red-headed Nadine. I flipped her on her stomach, put my cock at her ass opening, and slowly began the entry. I pushed in an inch and she was groaning, but she was pushing back and more of my 6.5 inch cock was entering her ass. We both began to thrust and finally it was totally it—the sound of my balls bouncing off Nadine’s ass drove her wild and in no time at all she had another orgasm.
We finally called it quits, I gave her five 20 dollar bills, she shrieked with happiness, and then she wobbled home, after saying she hoped she had energy to make dinner for George.
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Kyle closed the door behind him and Jessie stood there in her robe wondering what had changed. Another night, another morning when somehow, she hadn’t had sex with her husband. Last night he stayed up watching sports news and this morning he was in a rush to go to work.
Jessie hated that there seemed to be only one way to meet her needs, but she wandered back to the bedroom, threw her robe on the bed and slipped under the sheet. She thought of her hands as her “second husband” and always met “him” like that, hidden under the sheet.
Jessies hands glided over her nightie, gently brushing her nipples through the smooth silky fabric. They were already responding as she grasped both breasts in her hands and massaged them.
Then she thought, “Why not?” and removed the drawer from her nightstand. In the space behind the drawer was her secret collection of toys. She selected a vibrating egg and slid the drawer back in. As she laid back down, she turned it on – it was still charged up – pulled her panties aside and pushed it deep into her vagina leaving the all-important tab hanging out.
Her fantasy world consisted mostly of reliving and maybe improving past experiences. The older boy who came back from college with new expectations came to mind. She was still a senior in high school.
They’d gone to a movie and sat in the back. Eric’s hand had landed on her leg and pushed the hem of her skirt higher and higher. Under the sheets now, her own hands followed that memory, pulling the hem of her nightie up, up, up. She hadn’t been sure whether to stop him, but it felt good when he started rubbing her panties so she let him continue. And it felt even better when he slipped his fingers in through the leg hole of her underwear. She was wet there and his fingers slid easily between her pussy lips. It was so nice. He even put a finger into her vagina but not very far.
Jessies fingers reached into her panties through the waist and began to rub her patch of pubic hair. She never understood why other girls shaved it off. Hers was soft and furry and she loved it when men, and now her husband, caressed her there. Her fingers moved between her legs and started rubbing the outside of her pussy. Often that was all she needed, though she did like the feeling of her wetness further in, and this morning, there was also the pleasure from the vibrations inside.
After the movie Eric had parked the car at the local lovers’ lane overlooking the city. They’d climbed into the back seat and began making out. She had let him expose her breasts and take her panties completely off. It felt so good when he pushed his finger up inside her. And she hadn’t objected when he took a condom out of his pocket and put it on. She gave him her virginity with most of her clothes still on.
Jessie was rubbing herself vigorously now and had slipped out of her panties to be more comfortable, careful not to tug on the tab of her toy. Her legs were wide open as if it were Eric there and not the fingers of her other hand that were taking her “virginity.” She could feel her orgasm coming on when suddenly there was urgent knocking at the front door of her apartment.
“Damn.”
Her spell broken, she quickly pulled out her egg, slipped her robe back on and went to the door. She hooked the chain across and opened the door a crack. It was James from across the hall.
“James. What’s the m….”
James was standing there barefoot with only shorts and a tank top on. His newspaper was in his hand.
“I’m locked out. I went down to get the newspaper and I’m locked out. Can I use your phone to call Roger?” Roger was the building manager, a 75-year-old chain smoker who looked like he died 3 years ago but could fix just about anything. Most importantly, he had a master key to the apartments.
Jessie unlatched the chain and let James in. The phone was on the wall in the kitchen. They still had a land line despite having the latest cable TV and internet equipment.
“You’re lucky I have the morning off. The phone is in there. I think his number is stuck on the ice box.”
James was trying to find the paper with the number when a thought came over Jessie. Her hormones from earlier were still begging for more.
“Maybe you shouldn’t call him quite yet.”
James turned to see Jessie standing in the kitchen doorway with only her nightie on. Her robe was in a pile on the floor of the dining area. He knew immediately what she wanted but he’d never cheated on Marta and he didn’t quite know what to do.
“Uh. Uh. …” Jessie was certainly a beautiful woman. And it didn’t help his resistance when she came close to him and slipped one strap of her nightie off her shoulder.
Jessie took his hand and placed it on her bare breast. They both felt the electricity of the moment course through their bodies. “Nobody has to know,” she whispered.
Soon they were deep in passionate kissing. James had managed to bare her other breast and was massaging both of them. Then he pushed her against the opening to the kitchen and bent over as he started sucking on her nipples. Her hand found the bulge in his shorts and his hands were rubbing on her legs through the shiny fabric of her nightie.
As Jessie undid James’s shorts and reached inside, his hand pushed the nightie between her legs. They both moaned quietly from the pleasurable sensations. His cock was out now and she was rubbing it vigorously. He managed to pull the nightie up and she felt his hand on her bare pussy.
Suddenly a bit embarrassed, she said, “I guess i forgot to put on my panties,” and giggled girlishly. But she loved it as he played there and finally pushed two fingers deep inside her.
Eventually she took his hand away and pulled him close. Holding his cock straight out, she put it between her legs and closed her legs around it. His hard shaft was flat up against her wet pussy and he started fucking motions that gave them both pleasure.
When her orgasm started to build she decided it was now or never. Leaning hard against the door jamb she rocked her hips forward opened her legs a bit and made herself accessible. She took his cock and placed it at her opening.
“Fuck me, James. Fuck me now.” And he responded by pushing himself in. Now we’ve done it, they each thought to themselves as his thrusts became more and more energetic.
James wanted to show her what a good lover he was, but he felt himself getting ready to cum much too soon, what with the excitement of this unexpected encounter. So he stopped and pulled himself away. He turned her around and guided her to the sink. She slipped out of the nightie and bent over. He took off his top and stepped out of his shoes and shorts. Kneeling down behind her, he pulled her cheeks apart. Drops of her juices were glistening on her fur and her pink vagina opening was begging for love. He tasted the juices on her pussy lips with his tongue and then started licking the little bump that was her clit. When her orgasm blossomed from his attention there he knew it was time.
He stood up and entered her, hoping he could last a while longer. But with her exploding orgasm made stronger by his thrusts in this doggie style position, he felt himself letting go in less than a minute. He hoped she was on birth control.
Jessie moaned and exclaimed, “So good. So good,” as her juices and his mingled. “Don’t stop!” Thrust after thrust more and more of his semen pulsed out inside her. And she was amazed he could keep going after everything was spent. But eventually his shriveled cock popped out of her vagina and it was over.
Jessie stood and turned around. They embraced and started kissing. “I’m so glad we did this,” she said, “It was wonderful.”
“I’m glad too. It’s just … well … I never cheated before.”
“Me neither; I hope you believe that. But I’ve always had the hots for you.”
“Me too. I’m glad it was you.”
Standing there naked, Jessie felt a warm ooze down her leg. She reached over and grabbed a napkin and wiped it up. “Maybe we should go in there,” pointing to the bedroom.
And sitting in plain view with the sheet pulled back were her panties and worse then that, the egg. Jessie turned red. James sized things up immediately and didn’t help by exclaiming, “Now I know why you forgot your panties!” Then realizing her embarrassment, he added, “Oh, oh, I’m so sorry; I’m so sorry.”
“Well it wasn’t the most opportune time for you to knock. … Or maybe it was,” and she kissed him and dragged him into the bed. She laid him on his back and knelt beside him.
“I wasn’t able to do this before,” and she started sucking on his slightly swollen cock tasting the remnants of their love making. Then she licked his balls and then his shaft as it stiffened even more. Meanwhile, James and eased over to where he could kiss her ankles. And then her calves. Jessie got the idea and straightened out her legs.
Soon they were laying on their sides in 69 position. Jessie had her knee up so her pussy was fully exposed. James kissed her thighs and then licked both edges of her pussy. Jessie wrapped her lips around the tip of his rock-hard cock and tweaked it with her tongue. James saw the beads of his own cum in her pussy and aimed his pointed tongue against her clit. Jessie finally took his whole cock in her mouth and started bobbing, bobbing, bobbing with her lips tightly pressing against it.
Jessies orgasm exploded when James’s tongue penetrated her vagina and practically his whole face was pressed into her pussy. It was a few more minutes before she felt his thrusts in her mouth grow more compulsive and tasted his jetting semen. It amazed her how much more he was able to produce. She swallowed several times before it was over.
Jessie laid back with her legs slightly open, a beautiful nude vision for James. James sat up and gazed at her. “You’re so gorgeous,” and he laid beside her kissing her. As they lay there he gently caressed her breasts and ran his hands all over her body, over her back, down her legs, lightly between her legs. She ran her hands over his chest and pulled him close for kisses.
“I’d better be going.” He stood up and gazed at her naked body again. Then he went to the kitchen, put on his clothes and called Roger.
James went back to the bedroom to say goodbye and she was fast asleep with a sheet pulled over her naked form. He kissed her and ran his hand over Jessie’s body through the sheets and left, locking the vision of her asleep in his mind forever.
Jessie awoke at the sound of the door closing. She groped around in the sheets til she found the egg. It was still vibrating softly. She pushed it back inside her and laid there feeling the warm glow it brought. This time her fantasy just relived that very morning. She knew it wouldn’t be the last time she and James would be together as she drifted back to sleep.
That was the start of a wonderful affair.
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