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Yoga and Sex

07 Sunday Jul 2019

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I’ve been going to yoga class for a while now. I enjoy it, it’s a nice way to finish a weightlifting session: plus there are some great views in that class. There’s this one girl I had a bit of a thing with a while ago.

Her name was Rowanna but I never found that out until after we’d had sex. She’s most of reason I joined the class, I used to leave the gym at about eight, right as she would go into the studio. I’d faff around tying my shoelace or looking for something in my bag as long as I could outside those glass doors but I didn’t want to look weird so I eventually signed myself up. She was a young girl, just about eighteen. Her blonde hair sat on her shoulders and stopped just above her round, heavy breasts. She had a tiny waist on her petite frame, wide hips, slender arms & legs but most notably: a mesmerising arse. A proper bubble butt, full in all the right places: almost as though it were begging to be spanked and in yoga pants. Well, it’s a wonder the other men in the room could miss it.

I came in for my first session in early January, the gym was still busy with a rush of new years resolutioners. Amongst the crowds of people moving up and down I spotted and followed her down to the studio. I made sure I set up my mat right behind hers so I got the best possible view. She didn’t talk to me right away, but at one point she corrected my position like an instructor would. She mentioned that she coached somewhere else and informed me of the dangers of imprinting my spine. She must have only touched my chest for a millisecond but that’s all it took for my heart to start pounding. She was stunning up close too, a real natural beauty, I noticed she wore no makeup and that she had a spattering of freckles across her nose. Mostly I noticed the way her tits spilled forward in her vest, threatening to come free.

Nothing really happened for a couple of weeks, but by March things had really started kicking off. After a class, she invited me for coffee so we walked together to the little ground floor coffee shop at the gym. She ordered a peppermint tea and I had a latte. We sat down opposite each other in a corner of the room; we sipped our drinks and chatted. The next week she told me that she was going on a date and asked me, if I didn’t mind, if I’d help her get ready. I thought this was a little weird at first but I liked the idea of helping her in general so I went along with it. I followed her into the unisex changing rooms after class.

Well! She Goes:

So I’m in the shower, and I’m sweaty as hell from class, so I’m just trying to cool myself down and wash off. I like my showers hot, the water is cascading down my curves, the water reflecting in the neon strip lights. I was looking forward to my date but I had to admit, I liked the idea of being with him a little more. I still didn’t know his name at this point, I just referred to him as ‘yoga boy’. I reached down and picked up a bar of soap, my ass exposed for a few seconds, my butt almost perfectly round and voluptuous. At least a handful, if not two-so I’ve been told. At that moment, I hear the door to the shower open and a rush of cold air flood in. I’m suddenly aware of someone behind me. I’m a little apprehensive at first, but then I think of all the times I’ve watched yoga boy’s arm muscles tensing and untensing in the mirror and thought of how strong he must be. I slowly stood up and his hands reached around my front and cupped my tits. He massaged them gently. Then spun me round to look at me. After staring at them for a few moments he took my nipple in his mouth and started to suck it, interspersed with little bites and licks. Then he knelt down in front of me. Lifted one leg up, placed my foot on the handrail and buried his face into my shaven pussy. He was licking my clit vigorously and by this point I’d gained a whole new layer of sweat to wash off.

I was moaning loudly: my moans echoing round the otherwise empty changing room. His mouth filled with my warm, salty, pussy juices and he lapped them up gratefully. I was having to hold on to the top of the shower cubicle walls to keep myself from falling; there was very little blood in my head at this point.

I could feel myself getting closer and closer to orgasm; he began to finger me. One finger at first, then two, and finally three, gliding in and out of me, rhythmically in sync with his tongue. I couldn’t take it anymore and I practically erupted; my pussy clenching tight around his fingers. My face contorted in utter bliss. I didn’t have long to contemplate this before he bent me over. Moving back round to behind me, the man began to work at my anus with his tongue. Cum still running down my inner thighs he touched my clit as he went, it was so sensitive at this point that even the slightest brush made me shudder and moan. He swirled his tongue round my ass, probing into it with his tongue. Then he put a finger in me, moving it in and out of me as he practically handed me his cock to wank.

One finger became two and two became the tip of his penis. Gently, he pushed his way in as my tight ass stretched to accommodate him. Inch by inch he moved completely inside me, I shuddered again as he started back at rubbing my clit. He pumped his thick cock in and out of me as the hot water beat down on my back, my face and chest pressed into the cold tiles. The room had begun filling with steam. He watched, holding an ass cheek in both hands as my sphincter widened and tightened rhythmically. His hands found my tits once more and he squeezed the nipples and caressed all of my large breasts, then he moved his attention back to my pussy, he shoved three fingers straight up there and I felt so full, so full of him.

It was so fucking hot; his fingers pumped my pussy as his dick pumped my ass. I loved the way he felt in there, thick and powerful, each thrust seeming to gain momentum on the last. I moaned, high pitched and breathless, never having been pleasured like this before in my life. Around his fingers he felt me get wetter and wetter, I was nearing a second orgasm. Once again I tightened around his fingers and he felt a flood of juices rush down his hand. I knew he was getting close, he gripped my ass tighter and thrust into me slowly and powerfully. Suddenly I felt his dick pause, pulsate a little, then the next thing I knew there was floods of hot cum flowing into me. My ass milked his cock; it seemed to be endlessly squirting. I panted: hard. As he pulled out, he stepped back a little, admiring his cum dripping out of my widened ass hole. He bent down, kissed my ass cheek and walked away. Leaving me trembling and hot, I fell to my knees in the shower cubicle and switched the water to cold.

I got out a few minutes later and found a scrawled note on a piece of paper which read “My name is Oliver, this is my number:”

He’d left, and he hadn’t even helped me get ready.

Well! knowing how she feels:

I couldn’t hang around after that, it was incredible but she had a date to get to and if it were up to me I’d never have left that shower cubicle. After that fateful evening it became a regular occurrence: yoga and sex. Not the worst way to spend a Tuesday evening.

THIS IS THE END OF STORY

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Cute Cuke Girl

05 Monday Mar 2018

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Introduction:

There’s a cute girl that I pack groceries for and she is always buying condoms and cucumbers…

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Paying your own way through college isn’t easy. I have worked a dozen different odd jobs from fast food to cubical slave, but right now I was a bag boy at big grocery store. Nothing to it, and sometimes I got tips, but it was a little repetitious.

Like this one girl, maybe still in high school, very small compared to me, would always come in every week and buy the same few things every time, a bag of cat food and litter, four or five cucumbers, and a pack of condoms.

She’d get some other stuff two, but always those four items every week. Once while packing her food and other items I joked about having an exciting weekend planned. She seemed shy and said quietly, “No” and left with her bags. Come to think of it she rarely talked at all when I’d seen her.

She kept to the same routine for months until one day she came in with one arm in a cast. When she came up to the register her cart didn’t have the cukes or condoms, which I though odd. “Would you like help with that to your car,” I asked.

She looked embarrassed but meekly said, “I don’t have a car. I live in an apartment just down the street.” She picked up the bags of food and litter in one good arm, instead of one in each like she usually did, and tried to grab her small bag of what was left with her injured arm, but winced in pain.

“Wait,” I told her and grabbed the cat products away from her. I ran over to my manager and explained what was happening and he agreed with me. I came back and told her, “I will carry this stuff home for you.”

She tried to protest, but I didn’t let her deter me from being chivalrous. I followed her out of the store and tried to strike up a conversion with her, “What happened to your arm?”

She blushed deeply and said quietly, “I fell out of bed.”

I think she was expecting me to laugh, but instead I tried to relieve her, “Beds are dangerous; my brother broke his pinky finger falling out of his, and I broke my big toe on one. Granted I was kicking mine at the time.”

She smiled and I looked at her fully for the first time as a girl instead of just another customer. She was under five feet tall as the top of her head didn’t even come over my shoulders. Her hair was a long straight dark brown that was almost black. Her skin was very pale, like she didn’t get a lot of sun, and I figured the she must be partly Asian. She didn’t have the slanted eyes, but have a very petite frame and tiny tits and ass.

I think she caught me looking at her ass because she sounded embarrassed as she said, “Here, I’m in number four,” as we approached the small apartment building.

It was a large blue building with several doors on it. I saw a one and two on the front two doors and as we walked around it there were two more doors, each marked three and four. She unlocked it and we went inside.

Her apartment was tiny; a real hole in the wall. There was a dresser with a TV, a tiny dorm sized fridge, a small counter with a sink and microwave, as well as her bed. One door led to what was the smallest bathroom I’d ever seen as it was smaller than most public stalls if you didn’t count the shower right next to the toilet.

The only other thing was a small covered plastic box and food dish for the cat, but I didn’t see a cat at first. After I set down her bags it came out from under the bed with a stretch, a solid black cat eager for more food. It twirled around my feet silently until I reached down to pet it, causing it to purr happily.

“Looks like he likes you,” she said happily.

“Aw, he probably just wants some food,” I replied. “This is a cute little place.”

“Just enough for the two of us,” she said happily before scooping up her cat to hold him.

“Maybe you should consider moving in with your boyfriend,” I suggested. She turned and looked away, “Oh, I’m sorry, did you just break up? That would be why you didn’t get…” She quietly sat down on her bed and pet her cat, not looking at me.

Then it hit me, “You don’t have an ex boyfriend that likes to eat cucumbers, and I’m the biggest idiot in the world,” I said trying to apologize while she refused to look at me at all, and who could blame her. “I just assumed, cute girl like you… I’ll stop bothering you, have a nice day,” I said like a dork and left quickly.

I felt like a jerk as I went back to work. It was so obvious now that I don’t know why I hadn’t noticed it before. That night in bed I imagined her cute tiny body naked on her bed while she held a condom wrapped cucumber and fucked herself with it all night long. I jerked off every night that week thinking about her doing just that.

When she came in again I made sure I talked to my manager before I made sure to jump to her register and bagged her groceries. She got the cat food and litter and other items, but once again no cucumbers or condoms.

I grabbed up her bags and just said as solemnly as possible, “Please, allow me to carry these home for you.” She still had her cast on, so just nodded and started walking with me in tow.

The walk was quiet, and I think we were both embarrassed about what to say, so I tried to say something normal, “How long are you going to have that cast on?”

That seemed to help relieve some stress, “At least another two weeks, maybe four.”

“Must suck having a hard time writing and stuff. You go to the community college here?” She nodded silently and I smiled glad to know she was older than she looked, “Me too. I’m going to be a writer so would hate losing my arm for that long.”

“I use the school computers. It’s kind of uncomfortable, but I get by,” she explained briefly.

We got to her door and stepped in, greeted once more by her cat who looked like it just woken up under her bed. She directed me to put down her groceries as she picked up her cat and kissed him. “Anything else I can do for you?” She just shook her head instead of answer. “You know, I get off work at six. If you need any help, you know, cause of your arm, I could come back over…”

“Um, I’ll be alright,” she said without looking at me.

‘Damn,’ I thought. “Alright, see you next week,” I said and left back for work. I thought she might have liked me, but I guess not in that way. Or if she did, I blew my chance last week by embarrassing her.

So the next week went by and I didn’t think much about her and didn’t see her at all during the day she normally comes in. I guess I was to forward, or scared her off. Then about five minutes before six she came in and did her shopping. I went to tell my manager about her, but he just said, “Have a good night,” with a wink. He knew I liked her, but I think he was more optimistic than I was about my chances.

She got her groceries and did buy the condoms this time, but no cucumbers. I said nothing as I bagged her items and she asked politely, “Carry these home for me?” I agreed happily and followed her out the door.

We didn’t talk the whole trip back this time. I was trying to figure out if she was hitting on me, and maybe did like me, or if I was just imagining it. She refused to look at me almost at all, so I wasn’t sure. Women never come right out and say what their thinking, and I didn’t want to ruin it by stepping over the line. I was still technically working, so didn’t want to do anything that would get me or my boss in trouble.

We entered her apartment and I was setting down her groceries while she pet her cat, as normal. Then I looked at her, and tried to formulate something to say to come out that I liked her and see if she liked me, she just silently looked at me while I mumbled, “So, I’m off work, and I was thinking, if you want…”

She then spoke up, “There is one thing. I’m right handed, so I haven’t been able to…in a while,” and she reached into her groceries and pulled out the box of condoms.

I looked at her again and now all the dots connected. Her right arm in the cast was why she’d stopped buying cucumbers and condoms. She couldn’t masturbate. Stupidly I asked, “You couldn’t with your left?”

She looked immediately flustered, “I’m sorry, never mind. I’ll see you next week. I…” and she went past me to open the door for me to leave, but I stopped her by placing one hand on her shoulder.

“No, I… I’d love to help any way I can. Really,” I said hoping I’d not lost my shot. My internal monologue said that she didn’t like me and just wanted a cucumber she didn’t have to hold, but I’d show her I was better than any vegetable. I bent down and kissed her lips softly.

I wasn’t sure if she would just pull away, but she stayed and we kissed softly for several minutes. She wasn’t my first girlfriend, and I’d even had lost my virginity with my last girlfriend, but this was the first time I felt like I was kissing for the sake of kissing her instead of just trying to get up a girl’s skirt. She wasn’t bossy or in charge like my last few girlfriends, and instead was almost completely passive, just responding to me.

I placed my hands on her shoulders and pulled her into me more and she dropped her cat to embrace me as well. My hands moved to her back and found a zipper to the dress she was wearing. It was the boldest I think I ever had done in my dating history, to try and strip her on our third date, if you could even call walking her home a date, but she didn’t stop me at all and soon her dress was just a floor decoration. I didn’t even stop kissing her when I did the same to her bra, and she just allowed me to take it off her.

That was when we finally broke away from our first kiss. She stood almost naked before me allowing me to gaze at her tiny pert nipples poking out of her small nearly flat chest, with only her plain white panties to conceal her sex from view.

We didn’t speak at all while she moved to her bed and I, feeling heavily over dresses, tore off my shirt and dropped my pants and underwear to the floor. She was sitting on the bed and just about to pull her panties when I stopped her saying, “Let me.”

She sat back as I approached her like a tiger to his prey and mounted the bed at her feet. My hands touched her soft tiny feet and caressed them softly. Then I moved up and ran my fingers over her smooth twig thin legs to her knees and higher. Once I was to her slight hips my palms massaged over her panties and belly, back and forth to her hips again for half a minute before going under each tight butt cheek to peel her panties down from the back and down her narrow legs. She lifted to allow me to do the whole thing, and I was really turned on now that my exposed hard-on bumped against one of her knees.

Once she was completely naked I had her legs in my hands and parted them, as she nervously allowed me to inspect her glorious naked body down to her completely smooth shaven groin. I’d seen women like that on pornos, but never seen it in real life. She must have just shaved earlier today, because her pussy lips were the only thing between her legs and was baby smooth as I caressed my hands over her skin before I nuzzled my nose over her clit.

She gasped, but otherwise let me have my way as I lapped her womanly flower petals, dipping inside to taste her nectar, then up to tease her pearl with my flickering tongue. I grasped her firm bottom with both hands and just explored every inch of her sex with lips and tongue and in only two minutes she was coming all over my chin. She quaked as she came, letting out only a groan that she tried to conceal until she could take it no more and gasped in a breath afterwards.

I stood and went back to the counter where the condom box was left and opened it. I ripped off one and was about to open it myself when sat up and asked softly from the bed, “Let me?” mimicking my previous words, but hers were still nervous and uncertain that I would let her.

I didn’t argue and walked back over to the side of the bed and held out the foil square. She ripped it open and pulled out the floppy plastic circle and placed the cold wet tip over my mushrooming head. Then with obvious practiced ease with her left hand rolled it down over my penis until it was fully wrapped in its latex jacket. Then she laid back on the bed and spread her legs again, inviting me in.

I knelt back on the bed between her thighs and poked my sealed member toward her honey pot. I had to watch carefully as I couldn’t feel my way in through the plastic coating, but once I was in the right position I was able to push into her and feel her tightness even through the condom. I don’t know why I was surprised, but I thought that since she’d probably been using cucumbers that were a bit bigger than me that she would be much looser inside.

I pistoned in a few times until I was fully inside her then grabbed one hand around her tiny waist and held myself up over her with the other as I gently fucked her with a smooth and steady rhythm. I ground my hips in deep and pushed my pelvis into her love button and I could tell she liked that a lot. She shifted slightly under me a few times, but then she just started gasping, and soon started shaking as I guessed she was cuming again. I pushed in deep to let her ride through it and she eventually gasped as she started breathing again.

I decided to get a little more action now and began thrusting harder and tried to get my turn to experience heaven, but after about ten minutes found I was getting more tired and sore than explosive. I think she could sense something and asked, “What’s wrong?”

I hated to feel inadequate and was embarrassed to say, “These condoms are really tight, they are cutting off my blood flow.” I withdrew from her and sat up on the side of the bed to peal the sticky rubber from my choked penis. Figuring that was it for tonight I said, “It’s okay, I had a really great time.”

She sat up next to me and I kissed her cheek before standing up to get dressed again, but she said as soft as a mouse, “I’ve never… You don’t have to wear it.”

I looked back at her, unsure if she really meant what she said, “Are you sure? I don’t have too…” By way of an answer she just laid back down and spread her legs open again and looked at me with a smile. I was too horny to turn down that invitation and came back to bed and her splayed thighs. This time I didn’t need to look, and my erect tool slid easily into her pliant sheath fully in one gently motion.

“It’s so hot,” she said softly. I wanted to take it easy again, build her up once more, and give myself time to pull out before cuming, but I lost my control. I rocked as slowly as I could for a few moments, but she gasped and scrunched her face as my naked cock pressed her interior button and I couldn’t hold back. I began bucking into her wet cooch with reckless abandon.

I was getting really close and mentally slapped myself to remember to pull out soon. When I slowed up she said, “I’ve never felt it inside before. I’d like to…with you.”

I could tell she was inviting me to do just that but I couldn’t risk that I wasn’t hearing her correctly. Again I asked, sounding like a reluctant broken record, “Are you sure?” She grabbed my sweaty ass cheeks and pulled me into her meaningfully as she closed her eyes. ‘Good enough for me’ my conscience said and I truly let go and let nature take its course.

I went back to nailing her hard for all of fifteen seconds when I finally let loose. My cum surged up, seeming to come from my toes, through my brain, then back to my balls before shooting out into her womb. Hot glorious white light blinded my eyes and I jerked hard into her with every shot, and she gasped with each one as it splashed against her inner walls. The first half dozen were quivering explosions of passion, but I stayed firmly embedded inside her for another half dozen oozing aftershocks.

When I was finally empty, I found myself collapsed atop of her and felt like I was pealing myself off and out of her as I rolled over, being careful of her arm in the cast between us. We both just breathed and then it hit me, I still didn’t know her name, and she didn’t know mine.

I felt really stupid saying it, but someone had to, “I’m Ed, by the way.”

She was breathing just as hard, but just said, “I know.” That threw me, but then she saw my puzzlement, “You’re shirt has a name tag.”

“Oh, right,” I said realizing I’d been an idiot. I was working every time I’d every meet her. “But I never…” I started to say.

“Yuri,” she said with a smile, “My name is Yuri.”

I felt embarrassed to have not asked earlier, but her cute smile made me smile and I couldn’t resist kissing her again. Half an hour later she was riding my revived manhood to two more orgasms before I deposited another cream coat to her uterine walls.

After that day I gave her my work and school schedule, and almost every day she would come by when I got done work and we would walk home, hand in hand, to her tiny apartment where we would fuck like bunnies for the next hour.

A few weeks later she got her cast removed, but still had her arm in a sling, so we kept taking it easy, but I eventually realized that even though she is quite shy and even really quiet during sex, she has a wild side. We started having quickies in public, and I even once did her in the handicapped stall of the grocery store men’s restroom.

Eventually we didn’t just sate our lusty needs, but our emotional ones as well and actually began dating. She confessed to me that she’d actually broken her arm while masturbating and thinking about me, and I told her about jerking off after the first time in her apartment. Also while she’d long ago started masturbating regularly since she was sixteen, I was actually her first lover, and not just the first one to go bareback with her as I had understood. This made me really happy, knowing that she was only mine, and we made love a third time that night.

Now it’s coming up on our first anniversary of that day and we are living together in a different apartment, just us and her cat. I know that she is making dinner for us to have a special night, but before I left work I decided to buy a single condom and a cucumber to finally make her show me how we got together in the first place.

Can you take me shopping?

05 Monday Mar 2018

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Introduction:

This is my on going sex only relationship with Jenn my neighbor.

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For those of you that have read “Can you help me” I’ve got a sex only relationship going on with a neighbour. For those that haven’t I refer to as Jenn. She a married woman with a workaholic husband. At the time that this all started she was 37 and I was 50. Jenn is of Asian decent about 5′ 6″ tall with what I think is a killer body. She is horny as hell all the time and told me she didn’t know just now into sex she was. Until we started our thing.

This part is a precursor to a sunny vacation to a warm island in the Caribbean. Her friend is interested in what Jenn had told her about us. Both her and Jenn maybe interested in a 3 some. But that’s a part to come later.

We made plans to go away on vacation. Jenn and her friend had gone away on vacations a number of times over the years. So no big deal for her husband. One night a couple of hours before the mall was to close I get a knock on the door. I open the door and there is Jenn standing there looking sexy as usual. I’m at the point now with her that I start to get hard at the sight of her and what may happen. She look at my shorts that I had on and with a little laugh she rubbed my growing member. It’s nice to see that you’re happy to see me, but that will need to wait for a bit. “I need to do a little shopping for the trip and could you drive me to the mall” she said. I told her no problem and so off we went.

It was about a 15 minute drive to the mall. She said now much they both were looking forward to the trip. Jenn also said that she was sorry that we all weren’t staying in the same room at the resort. She need to make sure no one knew we were together on vacation. Not a problem and if your friend backs out of our fun times we have my room I said.

At the mall we picked a few things each and the time was quickly going by. Jenn
said that she needed to get a couple of bikinis as she didn’t have any good ones. She went to say that this is why she wanted me to come too. She wanted my opinion on which ones she should get.

As we entered the store besides us there was only 2 teens, a woman about my age and a the store clerk. The clerk was a somewhat skinny 20-25 year old brunette in shorts and a halter top. Not bad looking at all. I’m telling you about her because she becomes part of this.

As Jenn is shopping she fines 3 bikinis that she likes. Just at that point the clerk comes over to us to ask if we need any help. “No thanks but oh where are the change rooms” Jenn asked. The young woman pointed to them and as she did I caught her looking towards my shorts. I have to say I was making a big enough bulge in my shorts not to be noticed. Looking at Jenn and the thought of her wearing those bikinis got me into that state.

Back in the change room area Jenn went into one and started trying them on. After a few minutes she said that she liked all 3 of them. Then she opened the curtain to let me see the one she had on. WOW! She had on a purple one she picked out. She looked amazing in what there was of it. Very small and not covering much at all. The top itself hardly covered her big and very hard nipples. OMG my cock is getting harder and harder. Before I look down at the bottoms she turned to show off her bum. Yes it was a thong and what a sight. I quickly said turn around and let me see the front. As she did I found the bottoms were just as skimpy. The front part almost didn’t covered her pussy lips and clit. Her beautiful pussy lips are trying to get out from behind the little triangle of the bottoms. As I was in my horny mesmerized state I clued into that she had shaved her pussy clean. I’m so hard that I know that I’m about to make a wet spot on my shorts… If I haven’t already.

“This is my favourite, but would like to see the other ones too” she said. I just nodded yes and stepped in pulling the curtain closed. Off came her top and on went the second one. This one covered more, but still looked great. Then she did it… She untied the bottoms and they feel to the floor. As I leaned down to pick them up off the floor and my face came just inches from her beautiful clean shaved pussy. So I just had to lick it and lick it again. Jenn was so turned on by the whole thing that after about 12 or so licks of her lips and clit she had an orgasm.

“I’ve always wondered what having some kind of sex in a public place would be like. Wow I like it so far” she said.

Then she pulled me up gave me a big tongue filled kiss. Jenn has come to love the taste of her pussy on my lips. At the same time she’s pushing her hand down into my shorts grabbing my rock hard cock. I thought I was going blow my load.

“Mmmmm I think you need some help with this” she whispered in my ear. As she dropped to her knees… Pulled my shorts down and without missing a beat the head of my cock was in her mouth. To this day I don’t know how I didn’t loose it.

I could feel her lips going down my shaft towards the root. She had one hand on my hip and with the other one she started playing with my balls.

God I was breathless with my back against the wall and a beautiful half dressed woman giving me a blowjob. Just at that point I heard a voice say “I didn’t know you were still here, but the store is closed.” Some how we missed the announcement that the store would be closing in 5 minutes. I moaned a little. The clerk asked if I was ok and started opening the curtain. Jenn stopped for a spilt second and at that point I didn’t care.

The young woman gave out a weird little scream and stepped back. Busted!!! But when we didn’t stop or say anything she started to peek in. She did that a half dozen times or so before she just kept watching.

Jenn stopped and asked if she liked what she could see. She went right back to sucking me. The young woman said in a soft voice “yes”. We found out that her name was Summer.

I continued to get by blowjob, but now with a stranger watching. I grabbed the curtain and pulled it open so she could see everything easier.

Summer looked like she was enjoying the show. Her nipples were rock hard under her halter top.

She watched as Jenn bobbed up and down on my cock. Looking at me to see if I was enjoying it and oh was I!

Jenn stopped sucking me and started to give me a hand-job, which let Summer see my full cock and balls. The whole thing had gotten me to my full size of 8″ maybe more. I’m normally 61/2 inches around, but Jenn said that she thought I was thicker that normal.

OMG it’s so much bigger than my boyfriends cock she said. Does he fuck you with that… Can you take it all?

Yes he does and with all of it. It feels incredible.

Do you and your husband do this a lot?

He’s not my husband or boyfriend. We are just neighbours.

Summer’s mouth opened almost as wide as her eyes as she heard that.

We just fuck and have a lot of different sex. We play out fantasies like this one.

I looked at Jenn with a puzzled face.

The whole time Summer is watching Jenn stroke my cock and play with my balls.

Would you like to touch his cock?

No I can’t… I don’t want to cheat on my boyfriend.

You said he’s bigger than your boyfriend, so why don’t you as you may not get a chance at a big one again.

The thoughts running around in my head. Was Jenn trying to get Summer into a 3-some with us. Then I hear “OK”

Summer moved in and got down on her knees. She moved her hand up to the head of my cock and touched it. I’ve been on the verge of cumming for what seemed like an hour at that point. Jenn removed her hand from my cock, but not my balls. Summer put her hand around it. I’ve died and gone to haven.

God it’s so big. His cock is so thick I can’t get my hand all the way around it.

Jenn told her to check out my balls too. So she cupped her hand under my balls and lifted them up.

They’re so big and heavy too.

Do you like his cock and balls Summer?

What’s not to like about them, but it would hurt to get fucked by this. At least it would hurt me.

Yes at first it did, but now it’s great Jenn told Summer. Jenn said that we like to play out fantasies and this is one of 2 of mine. One is to have a ffm 3-some, which this could be or having sex in a public place.

There it was. Was Jenn going for the 3 of us? As this is going on Summer has
gotten into stroking my cock slowly and playing with my balls a little. I don’t think she realizes that she was doing it.

You want me to have sex with you two? No no I have a boyfriend. No no! I can’t!

Is it because you have a boyfriend or are you just scared it will hurt? Do you like his cock or not?

It’s because I have a boyfriend and because think he’s just too big for me and I’m not sure about having sex with another woman also.

Then she realized what she was doing to me and stop, but didn’t let go.

Jenn said ok then do you mind if he fucks me right here and now to finish playing out this fantasy? You can watch and maybe…

No I don’t mind if you do. I am really turned on and I like to watch porn with my boyfriend. To watch live sex would be cool.

Summer I’m going to need his cock back ok. It won’t hurt anyone if you kiss his cock or balls.

Wow she’s still trying to get her going.

We moved 2 chairs out into the back of the change rooms hallway. One for us and one for Summer. Summer sat down and I sat Jenn in the other chair. I whisper to Jenn let’s give her porn show. She’s seen you suck me, so I’m going to eat you. I stepped back and Jenn spread her legs. I moved in and start licking her beautiful pussy again. As I heard Jenn start moaning I’m sure a gasp came from Summer and because everyone was so turned on I bought Jenn to 2 orgasms in no time. As I was doing that Jenn asked Summer if she liked her pussy eaten? Does your boyfriend do you?

Yes I do she said and sometimes.

You should let John (not my real name) eat your pussy. He’s good.

I can’t do it. Sorry

It’s not a big deal Summer. Nice to see that you are loyal to your boyfriend.

I got up and got Jenn up. I was going to fuck her from behind. I had her bend over onto the chair. Summer was watching intently as I rubbed the head of my very hard cock up and down her very wet slit. I wasn’t going to last long once I got inside her. I was close to cumming 4 times. I look over at Summer to see that she is so into what we are doing. She opened the front of her shorts and had her hand inside rubbing herself. I pushed my cock into Jenn’s wet pussy with no problem. After a minute or two Jenn was also showing signs of her orgasm coming on. So I started pumping fast and fast. She’s bent right over and with me pumping hard my ball were swinging back and forth slapping her pussy. Just there I felt her pussy tighten around my cock. That was all I needed and I start to cum like never before. I stopped pumping and could feel Jenn’s pussy still pulsing along with my cock pumping her full. The fuck was short but powerful. Wow.

I didn’t know that Summer had moved for a better view and was rubbing herself to her own orgasm. I pulled my cock out of Jenn and saw my cum dripping from her. I quickly moved over by Summer to get some paper towels. She was checking out our juices all over my cock. I went back to clean up Jenn and myself, but I need more paper towels, so I asked Summer for some. When she bought them over to me I could see that her shorts hadn’t been done up. I was down on one knee and I was at the right height to see in her shorts. I could see some nice brown pussy hair. I said nice pussy Summer. She put her hand back into her shorts and rubbed her pussy a little. As she was doing that she went on to say how hot that was and how turned she was. Also that again she couldn’t have sex with us.

We all got ourselves straighten out and moved out into the store. We were all surprise to fined out that 45 minutes had gone by after closing. Jenn paid for her bikinis with a very nice discount on them. Summer said that maybe if she and her boyfriend broke up that maybe we all could have some more fun. We exchange phone numbers and off we went.

November of 2014 Jenn got to play out her other fantasy.

This happened in October of 2014 and in April of 2015 Jenn got a call from Summer. Yes we did get together a number of times.

A vacation to remember

04 Sunday Mar 2018

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 Introduction:

A married man is surprised to be sexually aroused by a young man while on vacation.

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I was on a bench on the promenade at Playa Las Americas with my coffee and the latest English language newspaper. Looking out over the beach and the clear blue Atlantic. Enjoying the warm morning sun. A vacation in Tenerife was just what I needed. A week away from a stressful few months at work. We’d intended for my wife to be there, but at the last minute she’d had to cancel because of her job. But she told me I should go on my own, anyway. Knowing how much I needed a break.

As I sat there, I was people watching. Vacationers walked up and down in front of me in a continuous stream. Some families, some groups of young guys, some groups of young girls. The warm weather, even so early in the day, prompting some very skimpy clothing.

Girls in tiny swimsuits were attracting my attention. I had on my sunglasses to disguise where I was looking. Then a strange thing happened. A young man about 20 passed in front of me. He was wearing speedos and nothing else. Just carrying a bag and a drink.

His slim, smooth body somehow distracted me. I turned my head as he passed and watched him. From the rear, I watched his bottom as he walked away. It moved like a girl’s and I found myself staring. He turned his head and looked at me. There was nobody near him. It was obvious I was looking only at him. He had caught me checking him out.

He smiled a sly smile, turned and continued on his way. Wow, what was that all about? I thought to myself. I’m not gay. I don’t get turned on by guys.
But I realized that I had been turned on by this youth. His smooth, suntanned skin and his feminine ass in those tight speedos had had an effect.

Too much of an effect, in fact. I had an erection. Oh god! I’d had got an erection from looking at a boy! What was going on? But one thing was going on. I was horny as hell.

I wanted to go back to my hotel but I couldn’t get up because my hard cock would be making a big tent in my shorts. I could hide it behind my paper, I guessed, but it would be so obvious. I decided I should just sit tight for a little while and let it subside. I opened up my paper and started to catch up on the sports.

My head was buried in the paper so I didn’t notice immediately that he was approaching. Only when a shadow covered me, I looked up and there he was! The same young man who had had such a curious effect on me a little while ago.
“Hello” he said. “Can I join you”?

I lowered my paper. He stood there, in front of me. The first thing I saw was the bulge of his penis wrapped up in his tiny swimming costume. It took an effort to look up to his face.
“Uh, hi. Yes, I guess” I was stammering.
He sat down next to me. Close. I felt his leg touching mine.
“I caught you” he said.
“Caught me?”
“Yes, you were looking at my ass”
“No, no, not me” I denied it, but I could feel the blood rushing to my face.
“It’s OK. I know you were. I think you liked it.”
“I wasn’t. Honestly.”
“Don’t be shy. You can admit it.”
I was silent.
Then: “No you’re mistaken” I told him, firmly.

“OK, if you say so” he said, although his tone of voice was saying ‘you are lying and we both know it’.
He went on his way. I sat for a few more minutes and headed back to my room.
My hotel was designed in such a way that every room had a balcony overlooking the ocean and each was private.
I enjoyed the opportunity to strip off my shorts and lie naked in the sun. There is no feeling like it.
As I lay there, my thoughts went back to the alluring young man I had encountered and I felt my cock stirring.
My hand slipped down my body and I idly started stroking myself. The sun lotion I had liberally spread all over made it easy for me to run my hand up and down my stiffening shaft and soon I was masturbating. My fist gripped my hard shaft and slid up and down its length as I released my inhibitions and allowed myself to think about the boy.

This was MY fantasy, no need to be ashamed while I jerked off. Jerked off thinking about…
In my mind I thought of his ass in those speedos. Recalled how his cheeks moved as he walked away from me.
I thought about the bulge I had seen as he stood in front of me.
I fantasized about what might have happened if I’d admitted to him that I had been looking at his ass and hips and body as he passed me.
The image of his ass in my mind.
Imagining how it would feel to touch him. To run my palm over the curve of his sweet behind.

Stroking myself. Oh god I was so hard.
Wondering what his cock looked like.
Stroking myself. Up and down. Harder. Faster. The boy in my mind’s eye.
It was only a minute or two before I came. Strong as I can remember cumming since I was a teen.

The cum shot out and up my chest. Most of it slithered down off my oiled body and onto the towel that was under me. A little pool formed in the hollow of my sternum.
On a whim I dipped my fingers into it and brought it to my mouth.
Again with the new stuff! I had never in my life been with a guy or thought about it. Yet here I was, having an orgasm thinking about a guy and now I was tasting my cum for the first time.
I sucked my finger tips and then pushed my fingers deep into my mouth. Something else new.
And, as I lay there with two fingers going down into my mouth, I thought about sucking that boy’s cock.

That night, I masturbated again to the same fantasies. It was suddenly becoming an obsession and I was regretting my denials to the boy that morning. I decided that I would definitely not do so again. And I went to sleep hoping that the young man took a regular walk along the promenade each morning, because I was definitely going to be there tomorrow, in case he passed by.

I was down there again early the next day. Eager. On the same bench, same coffee, same paper. Pretending to read behind my shades, but really keeping a watchful eye for the youthful adonis who had approached me the morning before.
My mind was made up that I would take him to my room if he stopped again. I had chosen not to wear boxers under my shorts today; it added to the frisson I was feeling.

And then…. there he was. Still in those tiny speedos, sauntering along the boardwalk. A beach-bag dangling from his shoulder.
He swayed his hips as he walked. Even from the front I could see the sensual movement of his hips and recalled the appeal of his tight little bum.
He turned his head towards me and made a wry little smile.
I lifted my sunglasses to my forehead and looked at him. Today I wasn’t going to pretend a lack of interest. In fact, today I wanted him to know that I was very interested.

He changed course and slowed to a stop, standing next to where I was sitting.
We both faced out to sea. His sweet ass barely covered in the silky fabric of his swimming costume was a foot from my face.
“So, Mr “I wasn’t looking”, how are you today?”
“Very well thank you.”
“Today you are looking at me.”
“Yes, and I was yesterday. I am sorry I denied it. It was rude.”
“Rude to stare at boys half your age, or rude to deny it?”
Hmmm which? What was the right answer?
“Both, I suppose.”
“Well, perhaps I will forgive you two times.”
“What’s your name?”
“Luke, what’s yours?”
“Michael”, I told him.

“Hello Michael, I am pleased to meet you.”
“I’m pleased to meet you too, Luke. I’m glad to see you today.”
“I think I can make you more pleased, Michael” he murmured. Still looking away from me. Still teasing me with the proximity of his youthful body.
“Would you like to sit?” I asked. I was intensely aware of his sexy bum so close to me and was fighting an urge to either lean my face towards it or to raise a hand and start fondling him.
He turned and looked down at me.
“No I think you must buy me breakfast.”
“Where?” I asked.

“Room service” he replied “which is you hotel?”
I told him the name. It was half-mile to the South.
“Come on!” he told me and walked off in that direction.
I stood to follow. I realized that I had another erection. Pulled my shirt down as well as I could and tried to hide it but it was too obvious.
He turned and saw my situation. Laughed, and then walked on more quickly.
I had to hustle to keep up and it made hiding the bulge in my shorts impossible.
The fast walking pace had my cock bouncing up and down inside the loose shorts, rubbing against the material and making me even further aroused.
Passers-by were noticing…. an older man chasing after a young fem-boy and with a hard-on.

But these were all strangers to me, I decided. I ceased caring and caught up with my new friend.
I reached out and put a hand on his forearm.
He checked his pace. We walked on together.
People coming towards us could still plainly see that I was sexually aroused. I saw many people young, old, male and female staring at the lump in my shorts, looking at this mismatched couple and I saw several different reactions.
There was shock on many faces as they jumped to the right conclusion.
I saw two men look at me with envy. We walked past one guy, around Luke’s age, sitting on a wall. I saw him looking at us and he moved his hand and quickly grabbed his package, giving himself a squeeze. I heard him “tut tut” quietly, bit the smile on his face was one of approval.

Another man was walking with his family. His wife was oblivious as her husband stared at my friend, looked to my lumpy shorts, looked back over Luke’s smooth, tanned body and finally into my eyes. The corners of his mouth came up in an almost imperceptible smile, his eyebrows raised and lowered in a flicker and he nodded ever so slightly as we passed. He knew. He was probably into it. A married man, with homosexual fantasies. Like me.
I should be ashamed…. It actually made me more aroused.

We headed into the hotel grounds, past the pool area and through the lobby to the elevators. Most people were coming down from their rooms and we had a car to ourselves. I hit 6 and the doors closed. I wanted to touch him. I wanted to feel his smooth skin under my hands. But I didn’t want to be seen on the security cameras, molesting a boy half my age, so we stood in silence. He moved closer to me. It took all my will power to keep my hands to myself. We got to my floor and I couldn’t resist. I put my hand on his sweet ass and steered him to the right, towards my room.
The maid had already been, so the place was tidy. But I hung the Do Not Disturb sign, anyway, and closed the door.

Luke dropped his beach-bag, turned to me and asked “what do you want to do?”
“Did you want breakfast?”
“No, that was just a joke. I want something else.”
I stammered…. now I had to confess something to him…
“I…. I, um, I never did anything like this before.”
“Oh I know, Michael. I know. But you want to don’t you?”
I did. I wanted to.
“Yes”. My voice was quiet.
“Shall I tell you what I think you want?”
“Yes, Luke”

“I think you want to suck my cock.”
His hand went down inside the front of his swimming trunks and he started rubbing himself. I watched his knuckles through the sheer fabric.
“You can touch yourself, if you like” he told me. I moved my hand to the front of my shorts and rubbed my hard cock.
As I touched, I noticed that precum had made a wet spot there. Had that been there as we walked past all those people? Oh no! How embarrassing!
But now it didn’t matter. I rubbed myself as I watched Luke playing with his cock and balls.

“And I think you might like to fuck me, Michael” Luke said, and turned around again.
He bent at the waist and, with one hand on each hip, started slowly slipping out of his speedos.
The top of the crack of his ass came into view. He looked behind himself at me and grinned.
“You like my ass, Michael?”
“Yes…. yes I do”
I was entranced. Even if I’d wanted to I couldn’t have taken my eyes off his bottom as he slowly revealed it to me.

“I know it’s sexy. I knew you were looking at me yesterday.”
“I was. I was. It is so sexy. I never looked at a boy before you.”
“I know. I know. It’s OK, though. Just enjoy looking at me now. Don’t feel guilty.”
I was so hard. My cock felt like iron and I traced its outline with my fingers through the material of my shorts.
The speedos came down to the tops of his thighs and he straightened up.
I watched as he flexed the muscles of his ass, first one cheek then the other, making it dance for me.

His hand went back to the front and I watched him from behind as he stroked his cock.
I reached out and tugged his speedos down to his ankles. He stepped out of them and spread his legs.
“You can touch me if you want”
I moved to my knees behind him. My nose was inches from his naked bottom. Starting at his calves, I moved my hands gradually up. Hi skin felt as smooth as it looked. What little hair he had on his legs was fine and soft.
I moved my hands around to the front of his thighs and I pulled him towards me. On my knees, hugging him from behind. Placing my cheek against his ass. Feeling the skin of his body on my face.
“Yes, Michael. That’s right. Love my body. You know you want me. You want to suck me. You want to fuck me.”

He reached down and took my hand from his thigh and raised it so that I could touch his hard penis.
It was erect and I could feel that there was no hair anywhere. But it was smooth. This youth had waxed.
His cock felt wonderful in my hand and I stroked him from behind, still kneeling.
His beautiful ass was there and I couldn’t stop myself… I kissed the cheeks of his ass all over while I stroked his hard cock from behind.
But, I wanted to see it. His penis. Wanted to watch myself stroking him.
With my other hand I gently pressed on his leg… wordlessly asking him to turn around.

He turned towards the direction of the hand on his cock and I saw my hand on another man’s cock for the first time.
“You like doing this, don’t you Michael?”
“Yes Luke. I didn’t know. I didn’t know it would be so good to touch a hard cock.”
He moved his hips gently in time with the rhythm of my hand.
“Do you want to put it in your mouth, Michael?”
My hands went to his ass and I pulled him to me. I opened my mouth and took him inside.

His cock felt great in my mouth. He placed his hands on the back of my head and held me. I sucked and licked him.
“Yes, Michael. Yes, you like my cock, don’t you? You like sucking cock.”
With his cock deep in my mouth, I could only nod. “Mmmm Hmmm” was all I could manage. I didn’t want to take his dick out of my mouth.
“You might make me cum, Michael. Do you want me to cum in your mouth?”
Yesterday I masturbated, thinking about this youth shooting his cum into my mouth. And, to add to my fantasy, I had tasted my own cum for the first time. While I thought about Luke.

Thought about his sweet bum, thought about sucking him off.
Having him cum in my mouth for real was fantasy turned into reality. I gripped his ass tighter and sucked harder. Bobbed my head back and forth on his cock. Sucked him until I felt his buttocks clench.
“I will cum in your mouth, Michael”
“Mmmmmmm” I held on. My lips tight round the base of his cock. Kneading his ass with my fingers.

“”Now, Michael!”
His sperm spurted from his cock. I opened up and some cum escaped, trickled down my chin, but I kept most if it in my mouth. He withdrew his cock and I closed my lips.
Then I was able to swirl his cum around in my mouth and was able to taste it properly. And then I swallowed. It was great. Tasted nicer than my own. Or maybe I was getting to like the taste more.
Before yesterday I had never tasted cum at all, and now I was able to make comparisons!
I stayed there on my knees for a moment, savoring the lingering taste in my mouth.

He reached down and grasped my hand. Lifted me to my feet. I stood in front of his naked body. His glistening cock was beginning to lose its hardness. As I looked down, I realized how petite Luke was. I stand at 6′ and he must have been a full foot shorter than me. But he was perfectly formed!
His fingers found the button of my shorts and the zipper and he quickly had them down. His hands worked their way up under my t-shirt and he ran his hands over my pecs and then his fingertips played with my nipples. It was such a fine sensation. I tugged the shirt off and then we stood facing each other. Two naked males. My hardon poking him.

“That was so nice. You gave me a fantastic cum, Michael”
I was pleased and told him so.
“Did you like it? Did you like sucking me? Did you like having a cock in your mouth? Did you like a boy cumming in your mouth?”
“Yes, yes, yes and yes”
“You made me feel special, Michael.” I smiled down at him. “Can we kiss now?” he asked.

He strained upwards toward me and I leaned down. I placed my lips on his. They were as soft and smooth as the rest of his skin. It was like kissing a girl. He opened his mouth, inviting me to put my tongue into it.
My hands roamed all over his tight smooth body as we continued for several minutes.
Then I put my arms under the cheeks of his ass as we kissed and lifted his slim body. He climbed up onto me. His legs wrapped around my waist. My erect penis was rubbing against the crack of his ass.

Luke broke away, still in my arms, still lifted off the floor and looked into my eyes.
“Do you want to fuck me, Michael?”
Oh jeez. Do I want to fuck this sexy boy?
“There’s nothing in the world I want to do more, Luke”
“I want you to. I want to feel your cock in my ass.”
“I want to fuck you Luke. Your ass is so sexy.”
He unwrapped his legs and slipped down to the floor. He went to his beach-bag and grabbed a bottle. Turned to me and winked.

“I like to be prepared when I meet horny older men.”
He squirted some lubrication onto my cock and rubbed it up and down.
“Oh Michael… look how big and hard you are!” I nearly shot my cum just from his touch. But he finished covering me with lubricant just in time.
Then I might have cum again just from the sight of Luke bending over and pushing slippery fingers into himself.
He watched my reaction over his shoulder.
“You like that?” he asked. I had no voice to reply. But he knew the answer and took his time, fingers going in and out of his ass while I stared at the show he was giving me.

Then Luke went into the bathroom and came out with a towel. Pulled back the covers on the bed so that there was just the bottom sheet, laid out the towel and, at last, lay down on his tummy.
His slim, smooth, sexy bottom lifted just off the bed.
“Fuck me Michael. You want my ass. I want your cock.”
I was on him in an instant. The sexy ass under me was quickly impaled by my hard cock. He was ready for me and I slipped my entire length into him in one thrust.
His ass gripped my cock gently and firmly at the same time. It was the most amazing sensation.

“Oh Luke, you sexy boy” I whispered into his ear. Beginning to fuck in and out of his sweet, tight ass.
Bouncy, bouncy ass. Smooth, soft, receptive.
He lifted himself up to meet me as I drove my cock into him again and again.
“You like fucking me, Michael” he said.
“Yes, Luke. I like fucking you” I nuzzled the nape of his neck as my cock went deeper and deeper into his bum.
“Boy’s asses, Michael. Now you know what you like”
“Now I know”

“Kiss me Michael”
He twisted under me and I lowered myself to reach his lips. Thrusting my hips over and over, pushing my tongue into his mouth; pushing my cock into his ass.
He wanted more intimacy and moved so that he was on his back and I was between his legs. His arms came up around my neck and his ankles on my shoulders. My cock drove deeper still into his lithe, slim body.
I gripped the sweet cheeks of his ass as I fucked him and, with his arms still clinging onto me, I raised myself. I was standing now, with this man-boy impaled on my cock. His ankles on my shoulders and my hands supporting his ass.
I walked out onto the balcony.

The sun warmed our naked bodies as I fucked Luke’s ass.
I laid him on the sunlounger and fucked him there.
I leaned him against the balcony railing and fucked him from behind as we looked out over the ocean.
I bent him over the table. Fucked him some more.
Then I took him back into my arms and he climbed back onto me.
Again I was holding him in the air by the cheeks of his ass and I lowered him down onto my erect cock.

His ass slipped over my meat and I lowered him down as far as he could take it.
He clung on to me. It was spectacular.
His lips were locked on mine and I was lifting his entire body up and down on my cock.
Soon, too soon – I wanted to fuck his ass all day, feel his ass enveloping my cock – I knew I was close to cumming.
With my cock still inside him, I carried Luke from the balcony back into the room and laid him down on the bed.

He flipped back onto his belly and lifted his ass up for me…
I climbed up behind him and started fucking him doggy-style, but soon we were flatter on the bed and my weight was supported on my forearms on either side of him. I liked feeling his bare skin against mine. I lowered myself again and he took my weight as I shoved my cock into his ass time after time after time.
The ecstasy was building. This lad, this femboi, this temptation, this unbelievably sexy ass that my cock was buried in….. was bringing me to my peak.
“I’m going to cum, Luke”

“Mmm yes. Cum up my bum. You know you want to. You’re going to have an orgasm from fucking a boy up the ass, Michael. Naughty man. Do you feel good? Does my ass feel good on your cock?”
“Fucking excellent!” and I came.
Like never before in my life.
More than that first shady hand-job behind the bicycle sheds.
More than that first ever blowie from the girl who’s name I never remembered but who’s mouth I will never forget….
More than my first ever fuck.

This was more. This was unreal. My cum filled his little asshole and with each thrust of my spurting cock some leaked out onto the towel he had put down.
I fucked in and in and into him. Cumming and cumming and cumming until I was empty. Until I felt like all my bodily fluids were inside this sexy kid’s ass.
I was spent. I collapsed onto him for a moment and then we rolled as one onto our sides. My cock stayed in his ass.

“Oh Luke, you were amazing” I breathed into his ear.
“You were as well, Michael”
He moved away and my cock slipped out. He got up and went to the bathroom. I heard the shower.
I lay there catching my breath and then I must have drifted off in the warm air coming in through the balcony doorway.
The sound of the room door closing brought me awake. Luke was gone.
But the memories he had provided would sustain me for years.

 

A Crude Awakening

01 Thursday Mar 2018

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anal, Authoritarian, Cruelty, Discipline, Female Domination, Fiction, Fisting, Humiliation, masturbation, Mature, Non-consensual sex, oral sex, Plumper, Rape, Torture, Violence, Written by wome

Weary of her conservatively sparse sexual past, Kathy goes outside her comfort zone to pursue a dark stranger..

Chapter 1

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

“AHHHH, AAAAH OOOH!” PLEASE, PLEASE STOP! I’M GONNA PEE” I Cried.

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?”

Lockout

01 Thursday Mar 2018

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Kyle was in a hurry to get to work that morning and Jessie pondered her frustration at his seeming lack of interest in her, lately.

“Bye Jessie, see you tonight.”

“Bye Sweetie”

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.

Horny Fuck Slut enjoys her Husbands attention

04 Sunday Feb 2018

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Oh fuck, I can feel his cock pounding into the wall of my pussy, it’s uncomfortable possibly painful but I enjoy it, my cunt is dribbling into my hand as I frantically finger my clit, the wetness runs onto the sheets but is eagerly replaced with lots more. His movement is forceful and deep, he hits me hard with his hips onto my arse cheeks with every stroke, his cock hits my pussy with the same force. I’m going to feel this for a few days at least, but it’s nice to feel used.

Oh fuck, I can feel his cock pounding into the wall of my pussy, it’s uncomfortable possibly painful but I enjoy it, my cunt is dribbling into my hand as I frantically finger my clit, the wetness runs onto the sheets but is eagerly replaced with lots more. His movement is forceful and deep, he hits me hard with his hips onto my arse cheeks with every stroke, his cock hits my pussy with the same force. I’m going to feel this for a few days at least, but it’s nice to feel used.

I slip 2 fingers into my pussy to make it a bit tighter for me, he’s not massive and I love to be stretched, this increases the friction on the rear of my soaked opening, he feels me inserting them and moans a little with pleasure, this pleases me too, and my cunt dribbles even more.

His entire huge bodyweight is lying on top of me, I’m face down, body pushed into the mattress, face into the solitary pillow, my favourite position, with my hand under me so I can sneakily finger my clit.

“Your cock feels so hard” I mumble into the stifling pillow, “Fuck me with it, I want to feel it for days” I continue.

“You want a massive cock to stretch you don’t you”

He whispers back to me, his mouth so close to me ear.

“You want to feel it deep inside you, hitting your cervix, slipping inside your uterus and filling it with cum!”

He’s said this before and it intrigues me he would want to say such things, surely he would be jealous of some guy fucking me with a massive cock, making me moan, scream, cum, digging my nails into in flesh with pleasure and the pain of my cunt being filled up totally, These thoughts make me cum in an instant, his words hit the spot and he knew they would.

I writhed as I cum, my clit throbbed with the increased blood flow, my stomach clenched as the orgasm hit me with full force, I could feel my pussy gush and flood my hand, dribbling onto the sheets. With every continuing thrust he made my tightening cunt opening ache, his actions are more forceful as he feels me cum.

“OH FUCK!!” I scream.

“FUCK ME HARDER, I WANT YOU TO HURT ME” I continue to shout at him through the muffled pillow.

He violently rams his whole body against mine, his cock hits the wall of my pussy with every stroke, it makes the gurgling sound of pleasure as it gushes more, this increases his passion. He brings his knees inside mine and forces my legs open, almost at right angles to my hips, this makes my arse rise into the air, a clear invitation to him.

I feel him pull out and as it rests above me I feel my cum juices dribble from his cock into the crack of my arse. In one motion I feel him enter my sweet arsehole, my wetness makes it so easy for him to slide in deep and again he starts to pound at me, balls deep, full length thrusts, his hips hitting my arse cheeks, my cum juices making a splashing sensation as he does. My fingers frantically rub my clit, my hand is drenched with sticky cum as the feeling of him raping my arse excites me.

“You really love me fucking your arse don’t you” he says in my ear, between his heavy breaths.

“Yes I do now please fuck it hard” I reply gasping for breath at each stroke.

“Don’t you wish it was a massive cock in your arse and me in your cunt” he continues.

“Yes, yes I do” I retort “I want to be stretched, to be hurt, to be violated”

This spurs him on and wrapping his arm around my throat to hold me firmly, he pounds into me almost collapsing my body in his grip. I cum again turned on by his ferocity, my clit throbs and cunt gushes into my palm. My clenching arse makes him cum in return, I feel his cock deep in my arse start to pulsate, his hot cum squirts into my waiting orifice, he pulls out slightly and I feel some of it dribble from my hole onto my cunt and then to my fingers. A job well done, a wet cunt and stretched arse, My idea of a perfect morning.

He stays in me as we recover, his arms are holding onto me as best he can, my hand is still beneath me as I gently rub my tingling clit. He kisses my neck, I turn and in turn kiss his lips.

“I do love you and love how you fuck me hard” I say to him

“I love how you pussy and arse feel in the morning honey” he replies.

In time the inevitable happens and his cock shrinks dropping from my arse hole taking with it some of his spent load. He rolls off and rubs himself hard again while fingering my cunt, he’s soon ready again, rolls me onto my back to reveal me rubbing myself. He climbs on me lifts my legs up to show my dripping gaping cunt and drives himself deep inside me with all his bodyweight.

My cunt hasn’t recovered from the pounding he gave me earlier or the stomach clenching orgasms, but his attention is more than welcome. My hands reach for his massive chest, while one of his wraps around my throat, and the other steadies him on the bed head, his body swings into me pivoting from his knees and resting point around my neck, his huge body hammering itself home with every stroke. I feel his cock rubbing against the inside of my blood swollen birth canal and my enlarged pussy lips with my steroid enlarged clit stroking his cock as he enters me repeatedly.

The pressure of his strokes force my cum juice to dribble down between my bum cheeks to mingle with his cum leaking from my arse and soaking the sheets. My finger redirects itself to my clit and I begin to massage it gently, they get trapped with each clash of our sweat and cum drenched bodies but this just excites me more. He pulls out and moves down the bed to bury his face in my dripping cunt, holding my legs apart with his arms and one hand spreading my lips, he devours my clit, sucking it like a small cock, occasionally tongue fucking me. I show my gratitude by dribbling my cum down his chin.

The feeling of his face in my crotch makes me tremble with delight, my hands grip the back of his head pulling him in deeper as he viciously sucks at my cunt. He releases one leg to insert two fingers into me, now finger fucking me, sucking at my clit I’m in ecstasy, he moves the fingers to my arse and finger fucks it with his cum lubricated digits, then slips them back into my aching pussy.

Lifting himself up, he returns to fucking me with his cock and body, holding my legs up he now has easy access to both holes and soon makes use of them. Slipping out of my cunt and into my cum filled arse, his wet cock meets no resistance. This time drilling deep into my arse with all his force and all of his stroke, then pulling out and into my gaping cunt again, pounding into it making the cum juice run out and fill my arse, ready for him to renter it for more anal raping.

One of my hands is busily rubbing myself, the erect clit enjoying the attention, the other his faintly holding him away so as to offer some resistance to him but only as a gesture, my body and mind are enjoying this to much to want him to stop.

The energy exerted is forcing sweat from his forehead to drip onto me, running down my cleavage to pool in my navel and mixing with mine. He pauses for a while, pulls out and sits to my side, resting, regaining energy. He has never been a lazy fuck and luckily he is fit enough to give me a good long fuck session when needed.

As he mops the sweat, I carry on rubbing my clit and slipping the odd finger inside then up to have a taste of myself,

“Nice?” he asks.

I slip them back in and give them to him to try.

“Here try for yourself” I reply.

He begins to suck on my fingers, licking them gently then sucking them again.

“Try mine” he says,

Getting up before me he grabs my head and pulls me towards his cock, my mouth already open to receive it willingly. He takes a handful of my hair and uses it as handles to face fuck me then throat fuck me. His cock hits the back of my throat making me gag and my eyes run. The tip slips passed my tonsils cutting off air supply.

“That’s better” he says “Deep throat me, take my cock all the way”

He releases me to get air then fucks my throat again. My hand is between my legs, fingers inserted into my pussy, palm rubbing my solid erect clit, I can feel my cunt squeeze and spasm as he deep throats me, he has been saying that he wants me to suck a guys dick while he fucks me so he can feel it for himself, then change round so the lucky guy can feel it too.

4,5,6 times he chokes me, then lets me up for air, as he does saliva runs from my mouth down my chin as well as down his cock onto his balls, I run my tongue along its length to the base and up again, kissing his purple swollen head, then he forces it back into me choking me again, my free hand tries to hold him away but he is merciless in his action.

After several cycles of gagging and relief he cups my chin with his hand, leans down and passionately kisses me, licking my lips and chin, tasting me and him. He lies face up on the bed beside me, holds his cock vertical saying,

“Climb on my cock Bitch”

“Yes Boss” I reply,

Eagerly I climb on top of him, high on my haunches I hover over his saliva soaked cock, my lips hanging, dripping with my cum, lower myself slowly onto it. I feel its tip touch my waiting pussy as I insert him in me, I let my weight force myself down until I feel him hitting deep inside. His hands reach for my breasts, cupping them, my nipples between his fingers, he gently at first squeezes them, then more forcefully. I’m riding his cock, my hands resting on his shoulders my legs lifting me to the tip and back inside again.

“Do you want a huge cock to sit on??” he asks.

“what would I do with a big cock, I’m only small” I reply.

“Let it fuck you deep and hard till it hurts you, until you can take all of it, so it stretches your cunt so much you take weeks to recover” is his answer.

I’m still unsure why my loving husband would want to let others fuck me, but I’m too much in the mood to argue,

“Yes I want a massive cock to sit on and hurt me, I want to cum on his cock and make his balls wet, I want to feel it so deep inside me, I want you to fuck my throat as I do” That’s what he wants me to say.

“Good that’s my girl” he replies “now stick my insignificant cock in your tight arse” he demanded.

At this I raise myself up to allow his cock freedom from my demanding pussy and to enter my hole, I grab it as it leaves me then position it under my arsehole and then lower myself down onto it, slowly, the tip enters my already cum filled hole then the shaft, I feel it open me up as I slide down on it. Eventually it’s fully inside me, our skin is touching, my bum cheeks on his groin. He reaches up and wraps his hands around each of my small breasts, but very firmly squeezing them as I rise and fall on his cock.

“That’s it fuck you tight arse with my cock, make it hurt, make yourself cum with it” he orders me.

My fingers are rubbing at my clit, wet, cum soaked clit, my cunt it slapping against his pubis leaving a puddle with every impact, the slurping sounds are so horny.

“love your wet cunt dribbling on me” he says.

“I love your hard cock in my arse” I reply “It makes so horny”

“Good cum for me then, dribble your cum on me and then sit on my face so I can drink it from your cunt”

This spurs me on, I frantically bounce up and down on his solid cock, pushing it deep into my willing arse, still rubbing my clit in a frenzy.

“Fuck that’s awesome” he comments. “Keep fucking my cock”

I don’t need telling, his hands are gripping my tits, my fingers are frigging my clit, my arse is full of cock, my pussy is gushing on his body, everything is in unison.

This goes on and on seemingly for hours, but realistically 20mins at the most, but i’m enjoying it to much to stop. Then he starts to raise his hips to meet my bum cheeks, violently slapping me with each stroke, it stings, my wetness makes it worse, he releases my tits, they sigh a breath if relief, but he then begins to slap my arse cheeks, this spurs me on.

“Ouch!!” I exclaim

But this doesn’t stop him, repeated slaps,then,

“Cum now bitch cum for me” he orders.

I concentrate on his cock in my arse and my fingers on my clit, then I feel it coming. The feeling stirs in me again, my clit throbs and wants more attention, my movements are more violent as I begin to peak, then my cunt muscles spasm, in return it gurgles letting out a stream of my cum onto his body.

“good girl” he exclaims “I love the feel of your arse when you cum” he continues “ your cunt is so wet it’s awesome I want to taste it”

I push myself hard onto his cock, all of my force and body weight push him deep inside my wanting arse, again my cunt spasms and more cum runs from it, more and more spasms follow releasing my juice with each one.

The muscles clenches follow, my uterus contracts and hurts my stomach, having a baby was easier than the orgasms he gives me with anal, but I want them so much, it makes him happy to know iv’e cum.

I can’t take any more and lift myself free from his cock, Still rubbing my clit, get up and straddle his face with my legs, my swollen clit and pussy lips hang low between them still dripping with my cum juice. he immediately grabs his cock and starts rubbing it madly as I lower my cunt onto his waiting mouth, He instantly begins to suck my tingling clit but it’s so sensitive that I struggle to stay in place, even though I love to sit on his willing mouth it’s more than I can take, I continue to dribble into his mouth and down his face until its too much and push myself from him.

I look down to see his rock hard cock, in his hand, getting a frantic wanking, I carry on rubbing my clit and he watches me intently. I see his movement become more urgent.

“Put it in you mouth and swollow me” he orders.

Without delay I bend down and take his throbbing cock in my willing mouth, grip it with one hand still rubbing myself with the other. I carry on his wanking motion, I feel it get bigger and harder and know he is nearly there. He puts his hand on the back of my head, forcing his cock into my throat, my eyes water, I gag, my saliva runs down his cock soaking the sheets.

“Suck it bitch, suck it and swallow me” He demands.

I devour his cock like a starving woman, then he forces it in with all his might and explodes in my mouth, the warm cum erupts into my throat and I swallow it down, eruption after eruption follows and I gladly drink each drop, when he finishes I run my tongue up his shaft to the tip and tease his end making him quiver with delight.

“Thank you” He says “Your awesome”

I move up to his face and give him a massive French kiss, sharing my meal with him.

“Your welcome” l reply “your pretty great yourself”

We lie together kissing and playing with each other.

It’s breakfast time, think we have both earnt it this morning.

 

Exploring Jennifer – Part 2

03 Saturday Feb 2018

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I couldn’t take it any more. I dragged her down and leapt on top of her. My cock slid strait back inside her. I laid on her, my full weight pushing her into the bed as I pumped into her pussy though her spread, opened legs. Her hands roamed my back as her nails start to find their mark. This just heightened my lust and want for her and I picked up my pace. I needed to be in her right inside her.

Jennifer lathered me up washing my balls and cock at the same time. I leant in and kissed her then let the shower wash the shower soap away.

Taking a squirt of shower gel and lathering it between my hands, I started to wash her all over. My hands ran over her breasts then down between her legs, rubbing her crevices and the valley of her ass.

“Oh fuck Martin that feels so nice.” she said

My fingers slid in her holes one then the other. The water washed over both our heads and I kissed her. Then strongly pinning her against the glass wall and finding her pussy I slid two fingers inside. I found her g-spot and rubbed it.

“Martin, Martin oh fuck Martin, fuck ohhh fuck!” she screamed as her body started to shake. I dropped to the floor and let my tongue rub over over her pussy – the water hitting my face as I licked her pussy good and strong.

“Oh fuck Martin that is so good sooo good! Fuck I could do this forever!” She said.

I continued to lick her clit as two fingers worded her fucked gash. Then I slid two soapy fingers into her ass and finger fucked her holes alternating between her ass and her pussy as I licked and sucked her bud.

Jennifer grabbed my head pulling my hair as she leaned back on the glass once again. Cumming she squatted opening her legs and allowing me to own her holes for my pleasure. Cumming strong and hard she enjoyed every minute of my fun.

Eventually I turned the shower off and got us both a towel.

Before I was dry Jennifer moved into the bedroom. I dried myself before following her. Jennifer was spread on the bed.

“Well come and get some if you want it.” she said as I reached her bed.

I lay next to her running my hands over my fresh body.

“Show me do you want it. Show me how you suck cock.” I said

“My pleasure,” she said with a smile.

She crawled onto her knees and kissed down my body licking away the occasional droplets of water left behind from the shower. Her wet hair  dragged across my body sending a tingling, teasing feeling through me.

“I want you Martin I want that cock hard again. Let me show you how clever I am.” she purred.

Her mouth found my cock and she started to suck it. Her hand cupped my jewels and she kneaded them pulling just slightly and rolled them in her hand.

“Oh Jennifer that is so nice. Suck it make it nice and hard.” I cajoled her.

“I love your cock I seriously do. It’s getting hard in my mouth – that’s so good Martin.” she mumbled as she spoke and sucked. Her teeth bit harder as she continued to work my hard cock.

I couldn’t take it any more. I dragged her down and leapt on top of her. My cock slid strait back inside her. I laid on her, my full weight pushing her into the bed as I pumped into her pussy though her spread, opened legs.

Her hands roamed my back as her nails start to find their mark. This just heightened my lust and want for her and I picked up my pace. I needed to be in her right inside her.

I slid her legs up on my arms and pinned them as far back as possible as I leant my full weight on her. Pinning her to the bed I shoved my cock back inside her.

She was helpless and she was about to take all I could give her.

“You got it Martin, yes that’s it fuck me. Fuck me good drill meeeeee.” Her words rang out.

Her hands grabbed what ever they could as I drilled her relentlessly. My back arched as I thrust as hard as I could into her very fuck hole.

“Oh fuck you take a good fucking.” I said

My face was close to hers so my breath could touch her face. Her hole screamed for mercy but her mind didn’t.

“Fuck me fuck me ooohhhhhh fuck mee Martin. Do it, do itttt, aaaarrrggghh.” she screamed.

I continued with zeal. I felt her pussy tighten again, her orgasms now one rolling wave of pleasure.

“Ok its here, I’m cumming be a good girl and take it.” I demanded.

“I will, I will, I promise cum, cum in me.” Jennifer screamed.

I felt the explosion start inside me and burst through my body. Deep into Jennifer’s inner realms of pleasure.

She screamed as my hot cum spurted inside her and filled her empty chasm.

I fucked her until I was done, spent, empty. Then lowered her legs and fell on to her as my cock flicked its last signs of life still in her fucked hole.

Rolling over I let out a deep breath.

“Fuck Jen that was so fucking nice. We will have to do that again some time.”

“Martin you are going to do that and more to me again without doubt. Maybe in the morning you can have me for breakfast.”

“Is that an invite? “I asked as she snuggled in close.

“Yes Martin that’s a standing invite forever and beyond.”

Sex With My Naughty Step-Mom

03 Saturday Feb 2018

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I interrupted. “This is how it’s going to go. Firstly you can toss the covers off you as you won’t be needing them. Then you can call Charles and tell him he won’t be needed. Then you will come to me on this chair where I will spank that little ass of your red. Then I will have my way with you, and that fucking sexy ass of yours.” She dropped the covers knowing she was caught. “Yes James.” she said without a fight.

OK I was 19 so I would just about fuck anything and everything that female with a pulse.

My family wasn’t short of money but the trade-off was that I lost Dad, most of the time through work commitments. And when Mum had had enough of him I lost her too. She packed her bags and left.

I’m not complaining, lots of money has it benefits but they don’t replace a family and one becomes selfish. I guess its monkey see monkey do sort of thing. All I know is I got what I wanted and when I wanted it.

On the day in question Dad or as the staff called him, Mr Mason, was away again but this time he had left his new girlfriend behind in our home. Her name was Buffy, and as the name suggests she wasn’t one that would hit the top level on an I.Q scale chart. But she was32 and totally sexy. She spent her days between yoga or and pilates and ate nothing but health food and her body showed it.

Dad had been away for a week already when I walked past their bedroom door. I heard the unmistakable of a vibrator humming and imagined it going to work on Buffy’s sweet pussy. I listened closer with my ear on the door.

“Yes Mr M, I’m cumming , I am cumming for you . Aaaahhhhhhhh YEEEEEESSSSSSS Mr MMMMMMMMMM.” Buffy screamed at the top of her voice. My cock started to get hard. I wanted to see this beautiful specimen of a woman in her prime and in her primal state. I reached for the handle. I turned and the door opened it just a touch. I peeked inside.

Buffy was laying on the bed with her legs spread wide. She was completely naked, except for the headphones attached to her mobile that lay next to her. Her breasts were as firm as teenagers and her nipples stood tall. One of her hands was pulling and massaging her nipples one at a time in rhythm to the way she was feeding her pussy with the large black dildo she held in her other hand.

“Yes I will be a good girl, I will. Can I cum again for you again please please can I?” she begged

I ‘m not sure what Dad told her but she erupted instantly screaming loud “Aaaaaaggrrrr fuck yessss! I want it deep inside me, fuck me Mr M fuck me!” Buffy screamed as she thrashed her head about on their large bed continuing to work her nipples and her dildo at the same time.

“More! I want more please!” she begged. I took out my phone and started to record her. She was hot. Better then any pay per view porn session, and she was in my house live. I dropped to the floor with one hand in my pants as I continued to tape and watch her play.

“OK Mr M I will put my toys away and wait to I hear from you tomorrow. Thank you for letting me please you tonight. I can’t wait until you come back Mr M my body aches for you. I need you sooooo bad.” she said then hung up the call. Then she kept talking. “No more! Is he fucking kidding, I need a fucking my cunt’s just getting warmed up.” She picked up the phone again and looked through her contacts. Choosing a number she reset her headphones.

“Charles what are you doing?” she said. She listened as did I. “Well get over here I need to be fucked and Mr Fucking 5 minutes is overseas. Come and bring that big fucking cock with you. I am so fucking horny. Get over here I will make it worth your while my ass is so in need of a work out and I know how you enjoy my ass.” she said really slow and sexy.

Buffy hung up the phone, reached over the bed and took out a buzzer from the bottom draw. Wow her butt was sexy and I couldn’t help but want to be the person to fill it. Anyway who the fuck was Charles? And what the fuck did she think she was doing bring people into our fucking house the little slut!

My temper got the better of me and I pushed open the door. Buffy pulled the covers over herself “James what are you doing? Get out! This is my room. How dare you burst in!” she screamed although half hearted.

“How dare I? You little slut – how fucking dare I? Don’t give me your shit!” I pressed play on my phone and tossed it on the bed next to her. ‘Just get the fuck over here’ she heard her words play loud and clear.

“How dare I?” I said.

“I don’t know… I… James…” she pleaded.

I interrupted. “This is how it’s going to go. Firstly you can toss the covers off you as you won’t be needing them. Then you can call Charles and tell him he won’t be needed. Then you will come to me on this chair where I will spank that little ass of your red. Then I will have my way with you, and that fucking sexy ass of yours.” She dropped the covers knowing she was caught.

“Yes James.” She said without a fight. She dialled. “Change of plan Charles, sorry you’re not needed.” She said and hung up before he could respond. Buffy stood and started to walk to me.

“Stop! On your knees that’s where you belong. Go on get down.” I said.

Buffy dropped to her knees, I slid my pants off and tossed them aside and undid my button up cotton white shirt. “Come on.” I said leaving her with no confusion about who was in charge here. Buffy reached my legs and looked at me like a naughty school girl who’d been caught out. “Well make sure you do a good job and who knows maybe we don’t have to tell Dad.”

Her eyes lit up and she crawled to me and and engulfed the end of my cock in her mouth. She sucked hard and took it in as deep as she could without gagging. My hands grabbed the back of her head and held her hair I stated to use her face to suck and fuck my cock. “Now that is a good girl. Ohhhh yes, a really good girl.” I said rolling back on the chair – her body moving with me so she didn’t lose contact with my cock. She continued to suck.

“Oh you are such a naughty girl Buffy. I hope, yes I really hope that was the first time you invited someone back here for sex. Gee this is where we live!” Her eyes told the story without her saying a word. “Maybe the staff get turns as well?” I suggested. Again she just looked.

I pulled her up by the hair and pushed her over the chair I was sitting on. “Oh James you are so much more powerful than your Dad.” she said in a submissive voice. Her words made my cock pulse. I buried two fingers inside her hot snatch and pumped them into her.

“Yes James yes, finger me, finger my hole!” she screamed “Ooooooooooooo fuuuucccckkkk Jammmeeesssss finger fuck me! Finger fuck my pussy!” I worked my fingers in and out of her cunt and slapped her ass cheeks as I went. The slaps only heightened her desire. Then she came. Her body shook and her pussy juiced. She screamed “Aaaaaaaaarrrrrggggghhhhh oooohhhhh don’t stop don’t stop aaaarrgggg oooohhhh aarrrgg yyeessss fuck! Yes fuck! Yes!” she continued to scream until the pleasure pulses released her from their grasp. “Oh James I need your cock. Please James! I need that cock inside me.” she said breathlessly. I walked to the bed she followed like a eager puppy about to be fed and my cock was on the menu.

“On you back and spread your legs wide.” My words were commands not questions or statements. Buffy lay on her back and I grabbed her legs and pulled her to the end of the bed, her silk sheets and covers falling onto my feet, as I put her into the position I wanted. “Open them wide.” I say. Buffy obliged her pussy bald and glistening, her lips red and apart. Her hole, the pleasure path, was still slightly open from her dildo fucking and my fingers. I rubbed the head of my cock on the edge of her pleasure place then slid in one go all the way to the shaft. If Dad’s genes gave me anything it was a big cock and there was nothing better than getting it inside a woman.

“Oh fuck James that is fucking huge! I am so fucking full.” She said.

“Be a good girl Buffy show.” I said wanting total control of her now.

“Yes James yes I will be a good girl . I will for you just y…” I pulled out and slammed my cock back inside and her words got lost in the action. I pulled her legs open as wide as possible and continued to fuck her hot sexy hole. Again and again I delved inside her. “Now play with your clit as I fuck you.” I commanded. Her hand reached for a pillow and she put it under her head.

“I want to see you , I want to see what you are doing to me.” she said as her hand reached for her pleasure bud. The reward was instant, her pussy walls closed tighter around me as I continued to fill her. I now fucked harder and faster. “I’m aaaaarrrrrggggggggghhhhhhh!” she screamed. I was only at quarter pace – her hole needed a fucking and I was going to give it to her. I stepped up the pace and Buffy’s pleasure ride stepped into second gear as another wave crashed through her senses. Or maybe it was the same as before. All I know was the harder I slammed myself into her the more she liked it, and the more she liked it the tighter her pussy got.

“Take that you fucking naughty little bitch take it!” The more I spoke and the harder I fucked the tighter she got. “Take that, take it!” I said over and over as if I was purging demons as I pounded myself into her. Feeling that unmistakable feeling, welling inside me of my bliss on its way. I stopped and pulled out.

“So what did you say about your ass not being fucked in ages?” I said.

“Oh James you are so fucking big. I haven’t had anyone that big inside me before. Not up my ass.” she said hoping I would change my mind and take pity on her. I didn’t.

“There is always a first time. Maybe we can get it ready for Mr M, or Charles or the driver or whoever else you let stick things inside you.” I said making it clear there was no way out of it. I pushed her legs back and told her to hold them tight. Still standing at the end of the bed I used Buffy’s own cum juices to lube her tight little ass. Then holding my cock at the base I pushed my meat into her ass. Fuck it was tight. I could see the strain on Buffy’s face but that made me even more eager. She was a slut who fucked others in my fucking house. Now I was getting my share.

“Oh you’re big! Oh you’re fuckingggggg big! Sloowww slow please James slow. I will take you I promise just start sloe please.

I slowed down and felt the feeling of her ass grip the end of my cock as the head slid in. It gripped me like a vice.

“Please I need to open my leg please James can I open my legs please?” she begged her eyes pleading with me.

“Yes just until I’m all the way in and then they go back to where they are.” I said sternly.

“Oh thank you!” she said as she let go of her legs and spread them wide. “Oh fuck slooooooowwww!” she screamed as she felt me slide into her. As she opened her legs my cock slipped more into her I continued to pump with slow pumps until I was all the way in to the hilt.

Her eyes were wide and she could barely speak. “Oh fuck James that is so good sooo full so fucking full. Oh please fuck it! Please jam fuck my ass!”

“Who’s ass?” I yelled as I shoved myself into her hard.

“Yours James! Your ass!” She cried. “Fuck it James, fuck your ass you own it now.” she screamed. I started to slide in and out using full long slow strokes all the way out just so only the head of my cock stayed in her ass hole and all the way back in until the base met her pelvis.

“Yes that is nice Buffy that is really fucking nice.” I said as I took in full the pleasure of her tight hole.

“Your Dad won’t fuck my ass- he is too old-fashioned and I need it so bad sometimes.” she said.

I grabbed her legs and put them back together. This made her tighter and increased my pleasure tenfold. “Hold them don’t let them go.” I said

“I won’t James, I promise I won’t.” she said putting her arms around her legs.

“OK that’s a good girl.” I said as I started to increase my pace. I set myself on track for heaven taking stops at joyville and lust-haven on the way as Buffy came and came thanks to my relentless hard and fast pounding.

“Yes Oh fuck that’s sooo good!” I screamed. “Your fucking ass is so amazing. You take it like a good girl.” I shouted

“Good girl, good girl, yes I’m a goooooooooddd girllllllll!” she screamed as her body shook with another intense orgasm. Her orgasm took me on a ride there was no return from. I felt the tingles in my toes and they shot off throughout my system all culminating at the base of my shaft that was now deep inside Buffy’s well fucked ass. I grabbed hold of her hips and pulled her closer to me and allowed my body to take over. I felt load after load of hot cum spurt deep inside Buffy’s now well fucked ass. I pumped until every drop was extinguished from inside me.

I was soaked with sweat and my cock flicked with pleasure. Buffy who rolled around on her silk sheets enjoying the last throws of pleasure still sweeping through her body.

“James that was incredible” she said. “Wonderful, amazing! I am so well fucked – it’s been so long since I was so well fucked. Thank you.” she said, well pleased with herself. I stood up now and moved to the end of the bed.

“You are going to receive 10 of the best.” I reached over for my pants and removed my belt.

Buffy’s eyes pleaded ‘No!’ but she got into position. Smack! Smack! Smack! Ten slaps of the belt rained across her ass. Five on each side. Buffy fell to her knees with cum now dripping out of her ass.

“Next time you need a fucking you come and see me. No mire strangers in my house. You understand?” I asked.

“Yes James, no more strangers” she agreed.

“I don’t care who fucks you, but from now on, while you are here under our roof your ass is solely mine. Do you understand?”

“Yes James I wouldn’t want it any other way.” she said true of heart.

I smiled and picked up my clothes and phone and headed out of the door.

“Oh James.” she purred. I turned and looked Buffy was still on her knees … “Thank you. Same time tomorrow?” she asked with a smile.

The Beach

03 Saturday Feb 2018

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“Who is this?” Robert inquired. “My husband,” I replied. “I texted him awhile ago, telling him what I had in mind. We like to play at times, but always make sure the other knows about it first.” “I understand,” Robert said. “Good, then watch this,” I replied, slipping Allen’s cock into my mouth. Robert leaned down, and licked my nipples, as I sucked my husband, inches above Robert’s face.

I was on a massage therapy convention / business vacation in Florida. I decided to go with a pink lace pantie and bra set with my skirt and blouse. I completed the outfit with some high black sandals that made the most of my painted toenails. My husband Allen came with me, deciding to take advantage of a night’s stay in a hotel.

Sitting in the hotel lobby, I noticed a nice looking man, who smiled and walked straight toward me. He looked to be in his mid 50’s, almost 6 foot tall, and a decent build. I felt a swoon coming on and thought to myself that he could definitely be fun.

“Hello, I’m Robert,” he said with a grin.

“Hi, I am Brandy.”

The sound of his Texas drawl was soothing and warm. I quickly became disgusted with myself for allowing my mind to wander off into thoughts of what it might be like to have my bare breasts against his chest. Rarely do I feel such an instant attraction to a man besides my husband, whom I thought of back in the room. 

“Too bad you are married,” he said, staring at my ring. “We could get to know each other a little bit more.”

“We still can,” I replied without any thought.

For a few minutes we talked about our jobs, and it felt as if we had known each other all our lives. I realized I had an intellectual attraction to this man as well as physical. I couldn’t help but wonder how it would feel to have his enormous hands covering my body. We parted after awhile, and I went back to my room. I had slipped his room number into my purse, just in case.

Since I had a couple hours before my next seminar, I quickly kissed my husband Allen with intensified passion. My thoughts kept drifting to Robert’s face, and wonderment at how his lips would feel on my own. I needed to relieve the sexual tension, and pictured Robert caressing my body as my husband’s hands moved over my soft silk blouse. He cupped a breast in each hand and squeezed them just before unbuttoning my blouse.

My nipples were waiting as he slipped the cups of my bra down to reveal my breasts and super sensitive nipples. I pinched them both at the same time several times, sending a shiver of pure pleasure over my body. In seconds we were nude, and I felt my man’s cock nestled in the folds of my labia. His technique tingled my clitoris, and again I envisioned Robert’s hands and lips on my breasts. I arched my back slightly to push my breasts up in the air. Allen played with them in his hands, caressing and kneading the soft mounds of flesh. My nipples responded as he gently pinched them just right to achieve the desired effect.

It only took minutes for my breath to quicken, and involuntary moans of pleasure to escape my lips. As the waves of orgasm washed over me my mind centered on the desire of Robert’s body covering mine. The orgasm surprised me in its strength, convulsing my entire body as it continued in wave upon wave. Just as the intense orgasm began to subside Allen increased the nipple molestation and pushed me to a second, smaller orgasm that quickly faded. I slipped away from him, and sat for several minutes with my head back, enjoying the glow following such an intense release. Then I felt his seed spill into me with a great force.

“You really got into that!” Allen stated. “Who were you thinking of?”

He knew me too well. We had occasionally had sexual fun without each other, as long as it was known about prior. I told him about meeting Robert, and how he triggered something in me.

“Well, you know you can be with him if you want. Do you know how to reach him?”

“Yea I have his room number. Was not planning on anything. But if you are OK with it…”

“I love you so much Brandy. If you two connect, just let me know. OK?”

“You know I will honey, Love you too.”

I touched up my makeup, fooled around with my hair a little, and decided to go with the white blouse and a buttery yellow skirt that hugged my curves. As I headed to the seminar, I pondered what do if I did contact Robert again.

After the meeting, I saw Robert in the lounge. As I sat next to him, his hand brushed my shoulder, sending a tingle through me. The minute I was close to him that very sensual feeling set every nerve in my body on alert. I ordered a glass of wine and we talked a few minutes about the hotel and a few miscellaneous topics. I found out he was 56, my elder by 26 years. His gentle kindness was like a soothing fuzzy blanket, and I knew what I wanted.

Since he had mentioned earlier that it had been years since he had his toes in the sand, we decided to wander out to the beach. We stopped at one of the benches behind the resort, where the property gave way to open beach, and removed our shoes. Though it was after dark, the sand was still warm. He offered his arm to guide me through the deep expanse of soft sand that eventually gave way to the place along the water compacted by the tides.

The surf felt wonderful on my feet. The ocean breeze was on the calmer side, as was the surf. The moon, reflecting out in front of us, hung low out over the water. The air was a little cool and cut right through my thin silk blouse, making my nipples harden. I was grateful for the dim light of the moon and distant resort lights. Eventually. we reached the pier and I tilted my watch toward the moonlight to check the time.

After a couple of beers, we were back out on the surf. As we passed under the pier, Robert reached out and took my hand. I had been careful to give him no indication of my desire for him. But I didn’t pull away. On the contrary, I decided to let it play itself out since the attraction was clearly mutual.

Robert suggested we go over to a lounge patio and sit for a few minutes. I agreed. As we neared the light of the bar, I caught him noticing the protrusion of hard nipples inside my blouse. We wandered along the beach, holding hands. We stopped to just stand in awe of nature’s beauty and the comfortable quiet.

I heard Robert’s voice asking if I was cold. Before I could answer he slipped his arms around my shoulders from behind and gently held me back against his warm body. I instinctively melted against him and laid my head back against his chest. We were bathed only in moonlight. I stopped to face the ocean and enjoy the cooling breeze on my face.

Robert stood behind me, wrapping his arms around me and holding me to his warmth. This time, I leaned back into him and closed my eyes. I melted into him as his arms tightened around me slightly. I could feel the slight movement of his firm arms and chest against me. He brought a hand up and gently cupped my chin and left cheek in a gentle but demanding way.

“Look at me Brandy,” he said huskily as he tilted my head back against his chest.

He ran a thumb over my bottom lip and I opened my mouth slightly. He bent over me from behind and kissed me softly, tenderly. The kiss deepened as we tasted and explored.

“I want this, I want you,” I said while panting slightly.

“Let me text my husband, so he knows I will be a little longer getting back.”

I stepped away long enough to send the message, but letting Allen know where we were at, in case he wanted to spy on us.

I returned to Robert, and he moved his hands to fondle my breasts from outside my silky blouse for just a moment before beginning to unbutton it. As our lips danced against one another with more confidence, I pulled my blouse out of my skirt and finished unbuttoning it. At the same time his hands smoothly opened the front closure of my thin bra. His caresses were unhurried, lingering.

The ocean air and the feel of his soft but demanding hands on my bare body caused me to groan softly into his mouth. He turned me to face him without breaking our kiss and ran his hands up behind my blouse to caress my bare back and down over my skirt to cup my behind in his hands.

I was slowly unbuttoning his shirt, enjoying the reveal of his pecs and upper belly as each open button allowed the moonlight to shimmer on his skin. As I pulled his shirt open and up out of his pants he straightened up, breaking our lingering kiss and allowed me explore his chest, back, and shoulders with my hands.

“There’s a swing over there,” he said. “Shall we?”

I turned my head to look and saw that it was one of those padded swings with the fabric roof over it. I nodded and we walked arm in arm the short distance to it. We stood in front of it, watching each other disrobe. Taking in the shadows and curves of each others body in the moonlight. We stood there, 3 feet apart, taking in the visual pleasure of each other. Savoring every glint of moonlight on curve. Finally I took a few steps forward and ran my hand over his muscular belly.

He reached out and took my protruding nipple gently between his fingers before spreading his large hands out over my breast. We allowed our to explore each others body. I worked my way down over his hardening manhood and cupped his scrotum in my hand lightly. His eyes closed and he held onto my shoulders as I ran my hand up and down gently and slowly over his shaft. His buttocks tightened as I brought him to full arousal. Now and then he would open his eyes and look down to watch me stroke him softly.

Eventually he stepped forward to press his body against mine and slipped his hands around to my backside. He used one big hand to pull my lower cheeks apart and to hold me tightly to his chest. His other hand snaked down the cleavage between cheeks. He bent to kiss my shoulder and worked up the side of my neck. He tongued my earlobe softly. His hard member pressed against my upper belly as he slipped his long probing fingers between my legs and began to tenderly explore the folds of my very warm center.

He fingered me gently until I was gasping softly in his ear. Gently he slipped a finger up inside me, pulling me up into him until I was up on my toes. I was swaying with the gentle motion of his hand moving inside me, his hard member throbbing slightly and rubbing firmly against my belly, his lips and warm breath on the sensitive side of my neck. My soft gasps turned to soft groans into his ear.

“Can you cum standing up?” he whispered delicately into my ear.

“Right now I could cum anywhere,” I gasped quietly in return.

His fingers probed deeper, finding every corner of my delicate insides. His long fingers probed the firm bud leading to my womb. My wetness flowed down over his hand as I began to shake slightly. My insides tightened around his wiggling fingers. My hands slipped around to his buttocks and I pulled him tighter into me. As my shaking intensified, my gasps and moans became more breathless. I exploded deeply, as my entire being melded with my surroundings.

The orgasm throbbed in my brain and I did not even realize Robert had pulled my legs up around his waist, holding me up by my backside, and carried me to the swing. He sat down so that I was straddled over him in his lap facing him. My hands moved to his soft hair as he lowered his head and hands to my breasts. The fondling and nibbling on my hard nipples only served to continue the throbbing inside my body. I needed him inside me. Not with a mad passion, but in quiet desperation.

I looked off into the nearby shadows to see that my husband had decided to take in the show. His pants were around his knees, and his hand was slowly stroking his eight inch shaft. Knowing he was there intensified my desire.

I pushed up on my knees to make room under me, and used my hand to slip Robert’s hard rod into me. For many minutes I sat still with him twitching slightly inside me, my inner muscles gripping him greedily. He continued to orally and manually fondle my breasts and I moved my hands to his strong shoulders.

He began to pump me lightly and slowly at first but as the minutes went by his thrusts quickened and become deeper. My body moved in unison with him as naturally as if we had been lovers for a lifetime. He grew larger inside me, and my body responded. The wetness inside me flowed out and down over his balls down into the cushions of the swing. We were both gasping and moaning in deep passion.

The sound of our legs slapping softly as our moans mixed with the ocean waves. He pulled his face away from my breasts and put his head back, watching me. I rode atop him effortlessly as if we were created especially for each other. We both became lost in each other. My hands gripped his shoulders as my breasts bounced in his face.

“Robert, oh Robert” I gasped breathlessly. We continued to move against each other as he erupted inside me. His hot fluid splashed over my clit as we pumped. The suction on my clit pushed me to a new level, and I convulsed almost immediately into a second orgasm.

I had my arms wrapped around his head and shoulders as he held me tightly around my waist. Our chests heaved against each other as hot breath warmed each others necks. Our breathing slowed, and he softened inside me. As we cooled, I felt the chilly ocean breeze on my back and moved to sit next to him in the swing. He ran his hand over my naked body telling me how beautiful I was.

“My turn now honey?”

Robert was surprised to see Allen approach us, holding his pants up. His cock was sticking out hard and inviting.

“Who is this?” Robert inquired.

“My husband,” I replied. “I texted him awhile ago, telling him what I had in mind. We like to play at times, but always make sure the other knows about it first.”

“I understand,” Robert said.

“Good, then watch this,” I replied, slipping Allen’s cock into my mouth.

Robert leaned down, and licked my nipples, as I sucked my husband, inches above Robert’s face. Then Allen exploded, filling with mouth with his tasty cream, my favorite treat.

Quietly we dressed and walked back to the resort. Robert went his way as we headed to our room. There we made love tenderly until I felt him cunning inside me. It was times like this that I was so glad to be married to such an understanding man.

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