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OK, so I can’t begin to tell you how many times I get emails requesting the rest of my wife’s experience, After Darts. Well, here it is continued:



How my Wife Became a Submissive Slave Girl : Part 2



“What do you mean you can show me?” I questioned my wife.



My wife just came back from a work weekend, which was really her submissive slave sex weekend. We had a very hot session with some shower sex, her feeding on my cum, and some teasing while eating her pussy when she admitted what her weekend was really all about.



Looking back now after everything I have seen over the years, I now knew that she lost that bet about his big cock fitting in her tight little pussy on purpose of course. That 24 hours she was to be his sex slave, had turned into a whole weekend of nasty fucking I’m sure.



It all started with her meeting that older man at her slutty single friend Gail’s apartment she had just started telling me. Then excitedly she told me she didn’t have to tell me about the weekend, she could show me. When she jumped up off the bed, and went over to the bag she had with her all weekend.



I’m not sure what excited her more, the fact I had admitted to her I had watched her fucking him in our living room, or that I knew she was crazed for big black cocks. Maybe it was the fact that it had turned me on to watch her, and we had some fantastic sex because of it.



“I have this.” as she held a unmarked DVD case in front of my face. I might have had a shocked look on my face, since we had only done a small amount of video of ourselves, because she said she didn’t like it.



“You have to promise not to hate me.” “I love you very much, Honey.” “You know how horny I get when you get me drunk.” “Or especially when I get high.” “I can’t control myself.” “I told you things I wouldn’t tell anyone.” “So, you know already.” “You have to promise.”



She was up on her knees on the bed, rubbing my naked chest playing the hair on it, looking into my eyes with a pleading gaze. She had previously told me about her neighbor when she was much younger and her older man “First Cock” experience, also about the “Next Day” to get me worked up for some awesome sex.



“I could never hate you, Baby.” “Your my wife, and I love you very much.” I told her as I lightly kissed her.



“That’s my man.” she smiled at me as she grabbed my face kissing me with passion, her tongue seeking out mine.



“You put on a t shirt and those shorts I love.” “Get yourself a drink, and then sit on the couch.” “I’ll be only a second.” as she popped up of the bed, and opened a dresser draw.



I have these old boxer shorts that are baggy, and the fly doesn’t stay buttoned so my cock flops out occasionally when I wear them. They are her favorite, so I know if I wear them around the house inevitably my cock will pop out, and she will end up sucking it to hardness. Then of course we will end up fucking anywhere from minutes to several hours.



So, I put them on with a comfortable old t shirt, went in to the kitchen, got a glass, then grabbed the bottle of Jack from the bar, and sat directly across from the living room area television. I sat back resting my right arm on the end of the couch, placing the bottle and glass on the end table just below.



When she walked out she looked amazing, and her look alone got my cock on the rise. Decked out in everything sheer red, her stockings, garter belt, satin panties, lacy push up bra, a lacy shawl, and to top it off red “Fuck Me” high heels. I’m thinking she wants to make this very special, since she can’t stand wearing heels, only doing it for me just occasionally. Her hair looked wild long, and curling up since it had dried without her blowing or straightening it out. The only make up she had on was some bright red lipstick. I would always encourage her sucking me off by telling her how her lips looked great around my cock, especially when she wore lipstick.



I poured out some Jack in my glass, and slugged down a huge gulp. She turned on the television, DVD player, opened the unmarked case, then took out the DVD putting it in the player. She grabbed the remote, and came over to the couch lying down next to me across the rest of the couch.



“You look great babe, very sexy.” I said reaching over to rub her ass.



“I want you to enjoy what you see.” “On the screen, and lying down next to you.” “Then enjoy what you feel.” as she fished out my hardening cock through the open fly in my shorts.



“It’s all about you right now Honey.” “You decide, for you to watch, for you to enjoy.” “You can stop it or me whenever you want.” then she handed me the remote as she stroked my cock.



Was I ready for this? She already said it got very nasty. How nasty is very nasty? Could I handle seeing her so nasty? I had to see, I had to watch. I just pushed “Play”.



First thing we see is a very nice wood floor, seems the video camera was on without our cameraman knowing it. We hear several different voices, the women’s voices I can recognize.



“Pass that over here all ready, Johnny.” a male voice says.



“Easy Jack, it’s coming over.” “Jimmy pass that shit man, so I can get some before Jack smokes it all.” the second male voice says.




Th camera gets tilted up, we see my wife and her friend Gail standing around. They are smoking a very fat joint with two big black men, in Gail’s apartment. The older man I knew already from him fucking my wife on our table that night “After Darts”, he was Jack. The younger one we saw one was Johnny, as he passed the joint to Jack. It was clear that Jimmy was the cameraman right now. Jack took a long toke, then passed it to my wife. They girls looked pretty stoned already, as they laughed about something, giggling like crazy.



My wife looked sexy in a tight black cocktail dress, wearing some very cute black flats, with her hair and makeup all done up. The dress showed off her nice breasts, her legs looked great in it also, since it only came down a few inches below her crotch. The dress was sleeveless, and looked like a giant shiny black sparkling tube top the way she wore it.



“Alright now, Jimmy get that on me.” said Jack referring to the camera. “Time to pay up girl.” “Deals a deal.” “We got some partying to do.” “I told you the first thing we got to do girl.” Jack said.



The camera now pointed right at my wife, she stopped laughing, and with a serious look on her face talked to the camera.



“I’m here to fulfill my debt to Jack.” “I go with him of my own free will.” “I have not been forced to do so in any way.” “I will do anything he says.” “I will do anything he wants me too.” “I am his toy.” “I am his play thing to do as he wishes with.” “I am his slave.” my wife said staring into the camera.



“That’s right.” “You are all mine to do with as I see fit.” “Your body belongs to me.” “Tonight you are my little bitch, slave.” Jack said as he stepped into view. He grabbed her chin looking her in the eyes.



“Yes.” my wife said quivering.



“Not good enough. Yes Sir, will be your response to me from now on.” “If I tell you to get me a drink you say, Yes Sir.” “If I tell you to get on your knees you say, Yes Sir.” “If I tell you to suck my big black cock you say ..” he paused waiting.



“Yes Sir!” my wife finished for Jack.



“You will be called Little Bitch from now on also.” “You will know your place after this.” “You will wear this when with me.” as Jack showed my wife a leather collar, then put it around her neck.



“Yes Sir.” she said shaking slightly while he tightened it around her neck.



“It will show all what a slut you are for black cock.” and he flicked the charm hanging from the front. It was the shape of a spade, black of course with a “Q” that was engraved in it.



“Yes Sir.” saying as she smiled.



The camera panned back, and we saw a stunned Gail looking on. Then we see Johnny grinning from ear to ear. Finally Jimmy holds the camera in front of himself to get in the shot. Grinning from ear to ear as well he looks exactly like Johnny, they were twins.




At this point my wife was stroking my hard cock slowly, she teased my cock head with her flickering tongue. I needed more Jack as my glass was empty again, and poured out almost a full glass for myself. I was thinking I’m gonna need it. She smiled up at me, as I stroked her ass lightly. She purred like a cat, then continued to lick my cock all over.



“OK Gail, I’ll bring her back in one piece.” “Don’t worry, I promise.” “She may be a little worn out next time you see her though.” “She gonna enjoy herself.” Jack grinned over towards Gail.



“Yes Sir.” we see Gail as she says that as they all laughed except my wife.



The camera faded out to black, then seconds later it starts to fade back in.



“Jimmy you get all this.” “Look at these sweet tits.” as Jack pulled my wife’s dress down below her breasts.



“Nice. No bra either.” we hear from behind the camera.



“Look at these big nipples too.” and Jack gives them both a squeeze reaching around from behind her.



“Uhhhmmmm.” my wife moans, pushing her ass back to rub it on Jack’s crotch.



“You like that Little Bitch, don’t you?” Jack said.



“Uhhhmmmm, Yes Sir.” she purred out.



“Check out this little white pussy boys.” as Jack pulled the bottom of her dress over her hips, he revealed her nicely trimmed tiny hair strip that lead down to her shaven outer pussy lips.



“I think I’m gonna have some fun right here boys.” “On your knees Little Bitch.” Jack commanded.



“Yes Sir.” as she sank to her knees, that dress in a bunch around her waist.



“Take my big cock out and suck it right here.” Jack demanded as her were hands already undoing his belt.




They didn’t get far as they looked to be on the stairwell landing in Gail’s apartment building. As I watched my wife pull down Jack’s pants, his big black cock sprang out. She took the cock inside her mouth on the screen as she took my hard cock in her mouth on the couch.



“That’s it Little Bitch, suck that big black cock.” “Show my nephews you know how to suck some black cock.” “Show them what they can look forward too.” Jack said.



“Mmmm ,Yes Sir.” as my wife looked up at him then started sucking hard on his cock.



“Damn, Uncle Jack you weren’t lying.” “This Little Bitch is a freak.” one of the twins said from off camera.



That obviously urged her on, bobbing her head up and down on about half of Jack’s thick cock now. It was a messy suck, as she was totally turned on, slobbering spit all over that black cock. You could she she was excited about her body being exposed to them, as she reached down between her legs to play with her pussy. The other hand stroked the base of his shaft, feeding the rest of that monster into her sucking mouth. Spit dripped from his shiny cock, it dripped from her mouth, and onto her exposed breasts.



“Use your mouth slut.” as Jack pushed away her stroking hand.



“Yes Sir.” she moaned up to him, using the now free hand to pull on her nipples. She sucked harder, she bobbed faster on Jack’s big black cock.



“Damn, you want that first load already, don’t you?” asked Jack pulling her by her hair off his cock.



“Yes, I want my first load of the night Sir.” she groaned out staring at his throbbing thick cock inches from her mouth.



“You want that cum in your mouth, don’t you?” as Jack stroked his cock right in front of her open mouth.



“Yes Sir. Please let me taste it. Let me swallow it Sir.” her tongue reached out towards his large cock head, and he stroked faster.



“I have a better idea for you.” as Jack stopped stroking squeezing that huge black cock.



Out fired a thick wad of his cum onto her face. It splashed into her hair, as she desperately tried to catch the cum with her tongue. Then a stream of the thick cream hit her chin, and dripped onto her heaving breasts. She was holding his hips now, gripping them tightly as she shook all over. She was cumming, while he shot his next wad directly into her face, and it bounced off her nose. She caught some of that with her tongue and gathered into her mouth.



“Now, get the rest.” as she let go of her hair.



“Yes Sir.” and she sucked his cock back in her mouth draining the rest of his thick creamy load from that monster cock.



“Clean me up too.” as he held his hand out in front of her mouth, his fingers dripped with spunk.



“Yes Sir.” she licked his fingers clean.



“Now everyone can see what a slut you are.” as he flicked the charm on her collar.



“Everyone can smell the sex on you.” as he wiped his cum into her face and hair.



“That you are a cum eating slave, a true black cock slut.” “Like we know already.” Jack said pulling his pants up.



“Yes I am Sir.” as the camera closed in on her, showing her sticky from his big load.



Then the screen faded to black again.




The second my wife said that “Yes I am Sir.” I fired my own load deep on her sucking mouth. I held her head down as she sucked the cum from me, drinking every thick wad. Not a drop escaped her hungry mouth, as she swallowed up every pump my balls would give her.



“Mmmm, that was so hot Honey.” she looked up at me. I had pushed pause without even realizing it. She flipped over on her back, her head rested on my thigh, as she spread her legs and rubbed her pussy through her panties.



I didn’t say a word as I reached over and tweaked one of her hardened nipples.



“Ohh god, I’m so wet right now.” “Feel how wet I am right now.” as she guided my hand down to her panties. She was soaked, the heat that generated from her pussy was amazing too.



I slide my hand under her panties, then my two middle fingers into her juicy cunt. My wrist banged her clit as I probed with my fingers deep.



“Yes, yes, yes bang me hard.” “Make me cum. I need to cum.” as she squirmed against my fingers. With the other hand I pushed play again.



The screen fades in. They are all in a car driving towards somewhere, it shows Jack driving, and one twin in the back with my wife. The other filming from the passenger seat.



“Your gonna love this place.” “It’s just ten minutes away.” “Dancing, drinks, and lots of black cock for you.” “That’s what you want, isn’t it Little Bitch?” Jack asks my wife, looking in the rear view mirror.



“Yes Sir.” as we see my wife sitting in the back of the car next.



“Yes Sir, what.” Jack says.



“Yes I want lots of big black cock, Sir.” she squirmed a little in her seat.



“Then why don’t you help poor Johnny out back there.” “Take his cock out and suck him off.” “Let him see for himself what a horny little white married slut can do for his cock.” as Jack motioned for Jimmy to keep the camera on the action that was about to start in the back seat.



“Yes Sir.” as she leaned over and undid his belt, lowering his pants, then his boxers to set his cock free.



“Make sure you don’t get nothing on my seats back there.” “Good white married sluts swallow all that black seed.” “Show Johnny how good you are Little Bitch.” Jack said.



“Yes Sir.” as my wife took her mouth off Johnny’s big cock to answer him. She already started to suck him hard, not wasting any time.



Johnny pushed her head down forcing the thick cock into her mouth deep. She pulled up after gagging a little, her spit dripping all over his black cock shining it up. Then dove back down taking most of his cock inside her, she started to suck hard as her head bobbed up and down. Her ass up on the air, since she had moved to her knees on the seat. Johnny reach around pulling her dress up, then stroking her ass before pushing a finger inside her pussy.



“Damn, you can suck a dick nice.” as Johnny started to hump her face.



“Thank you, Johnny.” “You gave a nice cock to suck, Johnny.” “You gonna give me a creamy reward, Johnny?” “Come on Johnny, cum in my mouth.” “Let me swallow that big load in these.” as she squeezed his balls, she had been jacking his cock fast as she talked dirty to him.



“Fuck bitch.” was all Johnny could get out as he pushed her head down on his cock, then started to fire a load of cum in her mouth. She swallowed over and over as he pumped his cum in her sucking mouth. Johnny’s fingers deep on her pussy, her ass wiggled and she came all over them.



“That’s it slut, drink it all down.” “Swallow that fucking black seed Little Bitch.” Jack said excitedly while looking in the mirror at them again. He motioned to Jimmy again to shoot the back seat action.



We see my wife breathing heavily, she was sitting up on her knees on the seat. Some cum had leaked out of the corners of her mouth, and she pushed the cream back into her mouth with her fingers. She then licked her lips, swallowing once again.



“Yes Sir.” she smiled for the camera.



As the screen faded to black once again.




My wife was humping my thumping hand in her crotch, her juices flowed around my fingers, her ass raised off the couch. Loud squishing sounds were all that could be heard now, as I had pushed pause again. The smell of her sex filled the air, and I breathed it in heavily.



“Ohh god, ohh god. That’s it fuck me with those fingers.” “Bang my pussy hard.” “Here I cum. Here I cum. Here I cum.” she froze as I reached in deep with my fingers. Her pussy squirted as I hit her special spot, she bucked up at probing fingers my wrist pressed hard on her clit.



“God, I fucking love when you do that.” “You make me cum so hard.” “It’s so intense.” she purred.



“Looks like your enjoying yourself.” I looked down at her saying. I just wasn’t sure which I meant that for more though.



Part 3 : Cumming Soon



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Chapter 1



I really can’t say that I invented the idea but when I moved to Chicago about a year and a half ago, I didn’t know anyone, especially anyone of the opposite sex which is, in my case, female.



Look, it was a new city, a very big city, I had a new job, a new apartment, a new car, and now I wanted someone new to share it with. Well, okay, and somebody to fuck. Yeah, I admit it. Who’s surprised, right? I’m a twenty-two year old single guy, okay?



So, I thought I’d advertise for a female roommate to share the rent, heavily subsidized, I might add, and to provide some physical aid and comfort for the primary leaseholder. Now, I didn’t pick The Chicago Sun-Times to carry my advert, no, I chose one of the many alternative newspapers in the Chicago area.



I had a two-bedroom apartment, so my new roomie would have her privacy, after all, I wanted my own as well.



I had my email address in the ad so I wouldn’t have to screen a lot of calls, at least I hoped I’d get a lot of inquiries. And, yes, rather more than I had expected, two hundred and three, to be exact.



Oh, this was fun as I looked through my burgeoning inbox. Some, oh, yeah, some had pictures. Among these were pictures that were calculated to elicit a response, an erectile response.



Some of the inquiries, I could immediately delete, others were worth a second look. Maybe even a third. A few had nice photos of very pretty young women and I emailed back asking for a few more pics. Some sent them, some didn’t. Some that I got were tame, some were not.



It’s difficult for a guy to make choices when he’s got a raging hard-on but I tried. Several I deleted because they looked more like girls of a certain profession, rather obviously, a few of them, and some others just weren’t to my taste. Well, with so many to choose from, why not look for someone I’d like to boink and also be seen in public with, right?



So, I emailed three of the applicants and met each one for a drink. I didn’t want any of them to think this was some kind of pervert come-on, I was serious.



The first was Cheryl, a twenty-five year old blond, pretty, but I think a little hard around the edges. She seemed rather aloof and business-like. Cheryl didn’t seem to have many interests and I pretty quickly knew she wasn’t the one.



Next, was Crystal, who, in spite of her name (now don’t go emailing me nasty daggers if your name is Crystal, please), she was a rather pretty blond, medium length and wavy, with a nice figure, no 44-DDD’s, just nice, a twenty-four year old college grad who was trying to make it as an advertising graphic designer. She was friendly and cheerful, kind of like the all-American girl with a bit of a sexy streak. She liked theater and loved to read. Her light blue eyes and soft pink lips all came together to create a very pretty young woman. Very nice.



Last was Wendy, nineteen and in Chicago because her parents had kicked her out. She had long, dark brown, straight hair, almost waist length, brown eyes, and a trim, athletic figure. I didn’t waste too much time with her as I wondered if I would end up kicking her out myself. I thought I might.



So, it looked like Crystal.



I called her and asked her out to dinner and chose a quiet French place near my apartment. I suggested that she first come see the apartment, then we would walk to dinner. It was only three blocks.



The buzzer buzzed and I let her in the front door and, a minute later, there was a soft rap on my door.



There she was. Very pretty.



“Hi, Tim, I hope I’m not early. I’m really eager to see the place.”



I showed her around, including my own bedroom and she seemed impressed. The building is older, it was put up in the Art Nouveau era and still had lots of the original features and decorations.



“Oh, I love Art Deco, this is really nice.”



I figured that now was not the time to go into the difference between Deco and Nouveau as I offered her a glass of wine.



She preferred white so I poured us both some South African Sauvignon Blanc a friend had given me as an ‘apartment-warming’ present.



“Oh, this is nice,” she commented as we began chatting about the neighborhood, her job, my job, Chicago in general. Then I suggested we continue the conversation over dinner and we left for Le Petit Maison, one of my new favorites.



We did continue the conversation we had started and it was feeling a lot like a date, a regular guy/gal date rather than an interview for a roommate. Crystal was very easy to be with. This was looking good.



Afterward, we walked back to my place and she said goodbye at my building’s front door, got in her Honda Civic parked a few spaces away, waved and drove off.



I was happy that she didn’t offer to come up to my apartment or to spend the night. Yes, Crystal seemed like the kind of woman I was really looking for long-term. My motives had been, well, you already know anyway, yes, pussy, fucking, sex. Yes, I admit it. But, Crystal seemed to be more than that. She did know what the advertisement meant. I was sure of that. And she was sexy. I was sure of that.



I had her cell number and I called her up the next morning and told her that I would like to have her as an apartment-mate. It had been clear to all three young women what the ‘MST FK’ meant in the ad, so she told me that she would like to move in this upcoming weekend. I was hard already. She did ask me if I could help her unload her things and I cheerfully agreed.



So, on Saturday, my cell rang and it was my new roommate telling me she’d be there in about fifteen minutes.



I went out front to be there and soon she was pulling up in a small rental truck. We had it unloaded in about an hour and she drove off to return it to the agency. I had given her a key and about twenty minutes later, there was a soft rap, the door opened and in came my new roommate.



“Welcome home, Crystal,” I said and she gave me a big smile.



I helped her set her bed up, got her dresser against the wall and moved and stacked some boxes in a corner, then left her alone for her to get settled in.



About an hour or so later, she came out and announced, “Well, I’m in and set up for now, wanna see?”



I got up and went in her room and, indeed, the bed was nicely made and it all looked rather warm and cozy.



“I’ve put some of my stuff in the bathroom, I figured I got the sink with nothing sitting around it, right?”



“Right, that’s for you.”



“Well, that’s enough for one day, I’m off to shower. Wanna join me?”



Ah, I like this roommate, she likes to share.



“I’d love to, thanks for asking,” and I hopped up and we went into the bathroom. So what if I’d already showered earlier.



“I thought this would also be a nice way to get to know each other, all over,” she added.



“I like your thinking, Crystal, I like it a lot.”



She had pulled off her tee and stood there in a pretty white bra, nice and lacy, I could get a glimpse of darker nipples underneath, then she reached back and off it came.



Oh, yes. Crystal had not sent any pics of herself other than fully-clothed but she had beautiful breasts. My guess was that she was in the upper end of B-cup, maybe into C. They were round and firm and actually were wider on her than her chest was. Small, dark pink nipples topped them off.



“Am I okay?”



“Oh, Crystal, you are stunning. They are awesome. Just perfect.”



“Thank you. I always kiss a guy when I get a nice complement,” and she steps forward, puts her arms around me and kisses me with lips that were soft and warm. Just at the end of the kiss, her tongue darted into my mouth promising more to come.



“Now, let’s shower,” and she pulled down her shorts and, then, the smallest panties I’d ever seen. I had taken my own clothes off and was standing there admiring my new roommate as she turned the water on, then reached over to grip my hard cock and gently pulled me into the shower with her.



She handed me the soap and I lathered her front and rubbed the suds all over her. I’ve showered with several girls before and it always amazes me just how smooth and soft and slippery their breasts are when soaped-up. I could do this all day.



I soaped her stomach and abdomen as she raised a leg up so I could get up under her. She was clean-shaven and smooth and I just loved rubbing back and forth along her plump slit. I just didn’t want to stop.



“Mmm, that’s enough there, Tim, we’ll run out of hot water if we don’t move on,” and she turned and I did her back.



Then it was my turn and her small hands moved effortlessly across my body, my body which had been aching for her touch, her touch on my stiff cock. And, finally, she put both hands around it and began pulling back and forth as she looked into my eyes.



She knew just how much to get my heart rate up, then had me turn and finished my back. Then, a final rinse and out.



We dried each other off and she took my hand and led me into her bedroom where she pulled back the covers and pulled me under the sheets with her.



As we embraced and kissed, our hands getting to know each other, she said, “I think this is going to work out really well, Tim. I wondered at first if you might be some weird pervert but you seem like a really nice guy.”



“Well, I try to be, yeah, I’m actually a pretty ordinary guy.”



As I felt her fingers surround my cock, she replied, “Oh, I’ll bet you’re not so ordinary after all. Lay back, let’s see. Let your new roommate thank you for being so nice,” and she swung a leg up over me and lowered herself down on me, guiding me up into her. Oh, that was nice. So warm and snug.



Then, she started rocking back and forth. Oh, that’s deliriously wonderful. She was smooth, slippery and tight inside and she used her pelvic muscles better than any woman I’ve been with. I had hit the jackpot.



My hands roamed over her breasts, tweaking her nipples as she went up and down on me.



“Oh, Crystal, you are wonderful. This feels so right.”



“Mmm, does feel right, doesn’t it? Oh, I’m glad I saw your ad, it got me a nice room and a nice guy all in one. You wanted a girl to fuck, you’re gonna see that it’s something that I just love to do. So, I hope you’re a really horny guy. Really horny.”



“Well, I think I am, just remember that a woman can just keep going and we guys have to recharge our batteries sometimes.”



“I know, yes, I know. I’m just saying that you won’t hear me saying ‘no’ much, if ever.”



“Every guy’s dream, Crystal, every guy’s dream.”



“I do have a question, though,” she said as she moved up and down, “Do you mind if I don’t wear clothes much when I’m home? I mean, I will, if you have company, of course. But if it’s just you and me?”



“Oh, you truly are every guy’s dream. I’d love it, um, what if I decided to do the same?”



“I love being naked, I’d be a nudist if I could. And, sure, you look great naked. And, who knows, it might give us ideas sometimes.”



“I don’t think we’ll have any lack of ideas, Crystal, not at all.”



“Okay, naked it is. Good, it’s how I really like it when I’m home. I may wear panties just to keep the furniture dry, if you know what I mean, giris do leak a bit, you know,” she said with a smile.



“Yes, I know and I just love the fact that they do.”



“Mmm, this is feeling good. Having a good time, ‘Mister Landlord?’”



“Oh, I sure am, this is everything I wanted. Everything.”



“That’s what I want, a happy landlord,” and she kept rocking back and forth on me, my cock deep inside, just happily overwhelmed with its sudden good fortune.



She was slippery and tight, just gripping me wonderfully every time she went up, it was heavenly. I just lay there engulfed in being fucked, beautifully fucked. Probably the best I’ve ever been done.



“Mmm, You’re getting me pretty close, you are so good.”



“I’m getting me pretty close, too, in fact, I think I’m, oh, yes, there, OH, OH, OH, mmm, mmm, oh, good, really good,” she moaned as she shivered over me.



To me, the most erotic and arousing thing I experience is the female orgasm. I just love making a woman cum and I have hundreds of porn clips on my computer of women cumming. It gets me off like nothing else. And it did this time as well.



“Oh, Crystal, oh, I…OH, OOH, OOH, oh, oh, wonderful, you feel so good inside, oh, so good.”



She lowered herself back down over me, kissing my face over and over.



As we snuggled in each other’s arms, she whispered, “Mmm, first one of many, I hope. That was everything I’d hoped for. This is going to work out just great.”



“To me, it has, oh for sure.”



She rolled off me and we lay there, kissing and petting each other and finally she said, “Well, I guess each of us need to think about dinner. Right?”



“Why don’t I take you out to eat? Just to celebrate our new arrangement?” I posed.



“Well, we’d have to dress but, sure, why not?”



“What kind of food do you like?”



“Me? Oh, Chinese, Thai, Japanese, French, Greek, Indian, seafood, oh, really anything. What’s good in the ‘hood?”



“We’ve got a great Thai restaurant, Thai Delight, best I’ve ever had.”



“Should we do take-out or go out?”



“I’d like to take you there if that’s all right?”



“Gee, that’s nice, especially knowing we could get take-out and come back here and eat naked. Okay, when?”



“Well, whenever you can be ready, I’m hungry, sex always makes me hungry.”



“Give me twenty minutes,” she said and I got up out of her bed and went to get dressed myself.



Well, you might think that I had a fuck-kitten for a roommate. Crystal was a sexy young woman. That I easily knew by now. But, she was serious girlfriend material, classy, educated, sweet, if in a bit of a sexy way, easily nice enough to take home to meet Mom and Dad. She was not a topless dancer or a phone-sex operator, no, a college grad in design studies. Just an all-American girl, who certainly knew her way around the mattress.



So, taking her out to dinner ended up being fun, enjoyable for both of us. We talked about all kinds of things, even a bit about our early sexual history.



And, we got home around nine.



“What if I told you that I always hate to sleep alone on my first night in a new place?” Crystal asked coyly.



“Since I’m the only other person here, I’d say, I’m a pretty lucky guy. Should I get down another pillow or will you bring your own?”



“Oh, I’ll bring my own. I hope you don’t wear pajamas, Tim. I love to snuggle skin-to-skin,” and she turned and went off to her room.



Chapter 2



I went in and brushed my teeth and just as I was rinsing, she bounced in all nice and naked to do her pre-bedtime routine.



“I’m all dressed for bed, Tim, what about you?”



So, I stood there and disrobed as she brushed her teeth. Then, she took my hand and led me to my bedroom and we got under the sheets. I turned out the table lamp on my nightstand as we both turned to one another and began hugging and kissing.



Crystal wasn’t shy but she wasn’t slutty, either. She was just what I’ve always wanted a nice woman who really seemed to like sex. And, the way she was edging up over me as we kissed, she did seem to like sex.



“You had a really great idea with the ad for a roommate.”



“Well, I’m sure glad you answered it.”



“How many did?”



“Over two hundred.”



“Wow, did you, um, do a lot of, well, bedroom interviews?”



“No, I narrowed it down to three and, then, quickly to you. Nothing intimate until, well, with you, actually. After you moved in.”



She snuggled tightly, whispering, “That’s nice. Just me,” and gave me a long, deep kiss.



Hmm, this was nice. Very nice.



We were laying there facing each other on our sides, our hands gently, slowly roaming each other, it was lovely.



“Let’s have a little nice fun before we go to sleep, shall we, Tim?” and she pulled me up over her as she spread her legs. I knew exactly what to do and did it. Seconds later, I was up over her stroking in and out as she moved around under me going round and round.



“Mmm, this is nice, Tim, really nice.”



“I agree, Crystal, I couldn’t be happier. You are so nice as an apartment-mate and a bedmate.”



I was taking nice long strokes, taking my time, doing it slowly, just savoring the intimacy we were building between us. I’ve dated and gone with some nice girls in my time but, already, Crystal was already vying for Number One. Pretty, nice to be with, intelligent and, oh, yes, very sexy.



“Mmm, this feels so good, I’m gonna sleep like a rock after this, Tim.”



“Well, for our first day as apartment-mates, this is turning out to be wonderful. I hope you are as pleased as I am.”



“I pretty much knew when we met for a drink, that it would work out and, I must say, it’s even better than I’d hoped. You just never know if you’re going to enjoy sex with someone until you’ve done it and I’m sure enjoying sex with my new landlord.”



“Just let me know whenever you need anything, I’m here to help,” I said snickering.



“Maybe we can set up a scheduled maintenance service schedule. It works for my car, what do you think?”



“Sure, maybe twice-daily inspection and servicing? Sounds like fun. And it keeps our engines running.”



“Well, we’ve just got to keep our engines running, now, don’t we?”



“I’m thinking that we’re very well-suited for each other, Crystal, we just make a great pair. And, we fit together pretty well in strategic areas.”



“Ha, strategic, huh? I think you just like to fuck.”



“Oh, I do, I do.”



“Mmm, me, too, Mister Landlord. And, you’re getting me close. This is feeling really, really good.”



“I’m feeling close, too. And, yes, it is really good. My cock feels electrified.”



“How shocking,” she giggled as I felt an orgasm getting near. I was hoping she was ready as I knew I wouldn’t be lasting much longer. Crystal was expert at getting the desired result and I was ecstatic that she was in my bed under me.



“Oh, Tim, OOOH, OOOH, uh, uh, mmm,” she moaned as she humped me under her as I drove deep into her and released far inside her, “UUH, UUH, UUH, oh, Crystal, oh, mmm, mmm” and I dropped my head down and we kissed and kissed as I moved slowly up and down not wanting to stop, trying to keep the wonderful feelings alive, oh, it was just so good.



Finally, I rolled off her onto my back as my wet cock, half-hard, lay happily against my leg.



“Mmm, that was lovely, Tim, and we had orgasms at the same time. Maybe that’s a sign?”



“Whether or not, it was wonderful, mmm,” and I nuzzled her neck kissing around as we snuggled.



Crystal and I lay there in each other’s arms for quite a while, just enjoying our newness together, talking a little when it felt right, just happy in our pleasure together the rest of the time.



I woke a few times during the night, spooned with Crystal, happily asleep, as I moved my hands softly around her, studying her smooth surfaces so I would always remember them. Then, cozy in the warmth of our two bodies, I would drift back to sleep, my semi-hard cock nestled along her butt.



Chapter 3



I love sleeping late on Sundays, but this Sunday was different. I had a beautiful, young woman nestled in bed with me. We were snuggled together, her back to my front, my right hand cupped over her breast, my cock pressed against her when she turned over to face me, her eyes open as her lips met mine and her hand felt down for my growing hardness.



“Mmm, good morning. Ooooh, what’s this I feel? I have just the perfect place for it. I’ll bet you have the same idea, don’t you?” and she puts her arms around me and rolls backward pulling me up over her as her legs widen and my cock drops down between her legs.



I push against her and begin to slide up inside her as she closes her eyes and moans.



“Mmm, that’s just right. Mmm,” as I began moving in and out. Oh, those wonderful feelings again.



“Oh, Crystal, you feel so good to me, you’re incredible.”



“Yes, you do too. Your cock is so nice this morning. I haven’t had a guy in my bed for a while and this is just wonderful.”

“How about a game of nine-ball?” Justin asked.



Melanie didn’t particularly care about playing pool; however, Justin’s invitation was simply too good to pass up. In her mischievous mind, it presented the perfect opportunity to tease. Teasing was something she thoroughly enjoyed, and she especially loved it when her actions caused him to cross the line. A devilish grin formed as she thought about Justin abandoning his precious self-control.



Quickly seizing the opportunity, she replied, “Be there in an hour,” and hung up the phone.



‘No reason I shouldn’t pamper myself a bit first,’ she thought, making her way down the hall.



Melanie turned on some background music, lit lavender-scented candles, and began running a bath. As she undressed, a mixture of bubble bath, oils and salts were added to the steamy water. After a quick temperature check, she switched on the whirlpool jets, creating a steady current of caressing water. Discarding her panties, she stepped into the sunken tub and eased her naked body into the bubbly mixture.



“Ohhhhhh,” she sighed as the hot water surrounded her body.



Melanie slipped a bath pillow under her neck and reclined, stretching out her legs to fully enjoy the tingling sensations of the circulating bubbles. She leaned back against the pillow, closed her eyes, and relaxed, allowing the heat to revitalize her. Afterwards, she slid a soapy sponge slowly up and down her torso, caressing her body.



“Yesssss,” she moaned softly as the sponge passed over her neckline, shoulders and chest.



She instinctively arched her back as her sponge-filled hand extended downward, across her stomach and over her mound. Melanie shuddered as the textured surface passed between her legs and grazed her clitoris.



“Ummmmm,” she sighed as the sponge lingered on her labia.



Reluctantly, she lowered her hips back into the cozy hot water. After briefly massaging her shapely toned legs, Melanie held the sponge under the water, allowed it to fill, and then squeezed the excess water out slowly across her breasts.



“Mmmmm,” she groaned as the water bounced off her nipples and cascaded down her abdomen.



She placed the sponge aside and gently began caressing herself. Drawing a handful of bubbles into her hands, she spread the foamy mixture onto her breasts. Cradling the sensitive undersides, she affectionately squeezed and kneaded the tender flesh. Melanie’s facial muscles tensed as her long fingers worked their magic. Each touch stimulated her senses, bringing even more pleasure than the last. Her heart raced and her breathing became labored as the methodical caress continued.



Melanie slipped a hand over the fullness of each breast, centering her palms upon her now erect nipples. With her palms barely touching the hardened buds, she began drawing small circles with her hands. Within minutes, those circular motions became quite intense.



“Ahhhhhh,” she groaned, her highly sensitive nipples aching with delight.



She again cupped her breasts firmly in her palms, extending her fingers outward. Encompassing the fullness of her bosom, she slowly drew her fingertips inward, raking her flesh lightly with her fingernails. As she reached the epicenter, she gave herself a slight pinch and rolled her nipples back and forth between her thumbs and forefingers.



“Shitttttt” she gasped blissfully as waves of excitement rippled through her torso.



While continuing her gentle massage, Melanie arched her back, scooped up a handful of bubbles and began stroking her labia with her fingers. She moaned softly as her hand slid slowly to and fro, working the lather around. Her sexual tension mounted as she gently kneaded her pussy lips between her soapy fingers.



“Oh fuck”, she cried as her fingers slid up and down the length of each lip, gently pulling, massaging and stretching the sensitive tissue.



Each stroke caused Melanie’s lust to increase. Desiring even more, she lowered her hips back into the water and positioned her clitoris directly in front of a whirlpool jet. As the stream of jetting water blasted against her clit, she moaned excitedly.



“Oh … oh … oh …” she panted repeatedly as the pent-up energy was released.



Melanie’s eyes rolled backward as the tidal wave of pleasure overpowered her senses. She braced her feet against the tub wall, and arched her hips upwards as orgasmic spasms shook through her body.



Writhing frantically, she cried out, deep and carnal, “Shittttttt.”



Spent, Melanie eased herself back down into the now tepid water. As her ragged breathing slowly returned to normal, she moved her hand slowly away from her sensitive clit and rested it upon her mound.



‘Justin, you’ll have to work damn hard to top that,’ she thought, giggling to herself. With weakened legs, she rose and quickly showered, rinsing the remaining soap from her skin.



Melanie glanced at herself in the mirror, making a last minute check of her hair and make-up. Satisfied with her appearance, she applied a small amount of her favorite perfume to select pulse points. To compliment the effect, she took the antique DeVilbiss atomizer from the vanity and sprayed a fine mist into the air.



After stepping through the mist, she stopped and inhaled, taking a whiff of the familiar scent.



“Umm, sweet ambrosia.”



“Now, time for a little shock and awe,” she giggled as she carefully selected her attire for the evening.



‘Yes, something totally out of character was required’ she reasoned.



She slipped into the enticing outfit and stepped before the full-length mirror.



Giving her body the once-over, Melanie grinned, ‘Ooh la la.’ Quite satisfied with her chosen attire, she tested several poses to ensure the desired effect could be witnessed.



‘Ultra seductive and sexually provocative,’ she thought as she looked over her right shoulder to complete her inspection.



‘Perfect, absolutely perfect!’ she concluded and headed for the car.



—–



She let herself in the backdoor in order to arrive unannounced. Making her way downstairs, she heard the sounds of simulated gun fire echoing throughout the stairwell.



‘Good, he’s playing video games,’ she thought as she approached the open door quietly.



As Melanie strutted into the game room, the clicking sounds of her black 5-inch heels alerted Justin to her arrival. He turned his head, did a double take and then gaped in astonishment. His eyes followed her every move; the stunning black leather corset mini dress, diamond lace pantyhose and black knee-high boots had achieved the desired effect.



“Holy shit,” he mumbled, barely believing it was his girlfriend.



Melanie grinned knowing full well her carefully selected attire had caught his interest. Justin desperately wanted to make eye contact but Melanie carefully avoided his gaze. Nevertheless, she could feel the intensity of his eyes as they roamed over her body, especially when they focused upon the zippered front of her mini dress.



Justin’s eyes never left her as she sauntered towards the head of the pool table. As Melanie picked up the cue stick and began chalking the tip, his eyes again roamed over her body. When she stopped to blow the excess chalk away, he quickly homed in on her glossy red lips. Once again, she felt his ravenous eyes exploring, and she intentionally avoided looking in his direction. Prior to visually inspecting the cue tip, she tossed her long auburn hair around, exposing the right side of her face and the soft bare skin of her shoulder and neckline. Melanie hadn’t spoken a word, yet her message was loud and clear: ‘Pay attention to me boy. You don’t want to miss a thing!’



As she prepared for the break shot, she leaned forward slowly, aligning the stick with the cue ball. Keeping her back perfectly straight, she pulled her shoulders backwards, allowing Justin a spectacular view of her large full breasts. As she pulled the cue stick back in preparation for the break, her sultry emerald eyes slid slowly upward catching his. Maintaining perfect eye contact, she bit her lower lip just as the stick forcefully struck the cue ball. Momentary distracted from the crack, Justin’s eyes returned to hers. Melanie smiled brilliantly then lowered her eyes.



‘Fucking little tease!’ he noted, continuing to watch her every move.



Melanie had pocketed one of the balls so she continued with her turn. She walked over to the left side of the table to prepare for her next shot. Once again, Justin got an excellent view of her tits as she leaned over the railing, preparing to sink the one ball in the side pocket. Her eyes rose again as she drew the stick back. Instead of playfully smiling, she narrowed her eyes, sizing him up.



‘Very audacious,’ he mused, fighting the urge to get up.



After making the shot, Melanie walked slowly around the end of the table, making her way to the right side—the side closest to Justin. Her poise was strong, elegant and graceful, exhibiting supreme confidence with every step, but she dropped the cue stick to the hardwood floor as she started up the right side of the table.



“Oh my, how clumsy of me,” she muttered as she squatted slowly to retrieve the stick.



When she placed her hand upon the cue stick, she intentionally parted her legs giving Justin a little upskirt tease.



Mesmerized, he stared with his mouth ajar. Melanie’s demeanor had caught him off guard, and when he finally realized her shaven pussy was peeking at him through those crotchless pantyhose, the game controller slipped through his fingers, landing on the floor with a resounding thud.



“Oh my god”, he groaned beneath his breath.



Melanie rose and forced back a smile, knowing full well her little peek show had got his attention. She made her way around the table with the vivid image of her smooth pussy lingering in his mind



Melanie placed the cue stick onto the table and examined the position of the remaining balls. While she stood before him, Justin ran his eyes up and down her 5′ 8″ frame. Following the voluminous body of hair which cascaded down her back, his gaze lingered momentarily on her derriere.



“Nice ass,” he acknowledged.



Melanie smiled at the compliment but remained perfectly silent. She placed her hands on her hips and pretended to assess the possibility of making her next shot. Justin’s eyes roamed again, taking in her shapely legs before turning upward. He found her tousled, long amber tresses to be particularly gorgeous today. She shuddered as she felt him mentally unfastening the lacing on the back of her corset dress.



Melanie threaded her fingers through her hair before picking up the cue stick. She playfully tossed it around to her right shoulder, and slowly leaned forward across the table in preparation for her next shot. Her subtle but deliberate movements forced the tight mini dress to ride up her hips, exposing her naked bottom. Pulling the stick back, she turned her head to look over her left shoulder. She caught him ogling her ass just before their eyes connected. Her lingering gaze sent another clear, unmistakable message.



Melanie smiled, licked her lips and turned her head away to break eye contact. About the time she struck the cue ball, Justin’s large hand landed firmly on her ass. When she turned to challenge him, he grabbed her roughly and pulled her lips to his. She tried to push him away but Justin held fast. Keeping her close to him, he kissed her deeply in a powerful display of sexual prowess. Melanie immediately melted into him, eagerly kissing him back.



“Ohhhh,” she moaned as he sucked hungrily on her lips and tongue.



Without breaking their fervent kissing, Justin pushed the leather mini dress up to her waist, exposing her beautiful shaved pussy. Melanie’s eyes widened as he lifted her up and placed her on the edge of the pool table. He growled deeply and stepped between her legs, forcing them to part. Before she could react, he pushed her backward upon the tabletop and spread her legs as wide as possible. She shuddered when she felt his hot breath upon her pussy lips.



“Eat me baby! Bury your face in my pussy,” she cried aloud.



“A bit horny, are we?” Justin chuckled, laughing at her impatience.



“Bastard!” she retorted, squirming to loosen his grip on her thighs.



Accepting the invitational challenge, he spread her lips with the tip of his tongue. Melanie gasped as Justin’s savored her delights, licking her pussy like it was an ice cream cone—from bottom to top, applying long leisurely strokes with the flat of his tongue. She writhed on the table, moaning softly from the onset of his oral caress.



Spreading the outer lips with his fingers, he teasingly flicked his tongue around and against her clit. Melanie’s enticing scent, sweet tasting nectar and reactions served as natural aphrodisiacs, fanning the flames of his desire. As the intensity of his oral lovemaking increased, she grasped Justin’s head, pulling his face into her.



“Not so fast, my teasing little whore,” he murmured between licks.



“You’re not getting off that easy.”



Melanie held Justin’s head steadfast as he rhythmically worked her up with his tongue. God, she wanted to cum so badly but Justin was controlling the tempo perfectly. He built her up to the point of release, and then backed off sharply to prevent her from exploding. Her sexual tension mounted as did her frustration.



Imprints of Justin’s hands formed on the inside of her thighs as he continued to force her legs wide open, allowing him full access to her need. Melanie was oblivious to everything around her; all she cared about was his oral advances and her impending release.



She inhaled sharply as Justin took her sensitive clit into his hot hungry mouth.



“Damn you,” she wailed as she felt his teeth rake across the sensitive bud.



“Make me cum you bastard!” she yelled, sinking her fingernails deep into his shoulders.



“Use your tongue, your cock … I don’t give a shit … just quit fucking teasing me.”



Justin’s actions abruptly halted and he became unnervingly quiet.



“Nooooooo,” she squalled, fearing yet more teasing.



Without warning, he struck like a King Cobra, grabbing her by the hair. In one swift and seamless motion, he pulled her up from the tabletop, spun her around, and then thrust her back down, pushing her face against the dark green felt covering. Her high heels came in contact with the floor but before she could regain total control of her balance, his hand smacked her bare ass, driving her pelvis hard against the railing. She struggled to escape but it was in vain. He had her.



She felt his large cock enter her without warning. No more foreplay! No more games! No more teasing! Just raw unadulterated lust being unleashed! He plunged the full length of his shaft into her, growling deep and guttural as he drove her against the rail. Each thrust became more savage and powerful. Melanie panted as the table rocked violently beneath her. Turning her head from side-to-side, she struggled desperately to breathe.



Once again, she attempted to wiggle free but found she was no match for him. In response, he quickly grabbed her wrists, pulled them backward and then used them to pull her into his incoming thrusts. Completely at his mercy, she relinquished herself to him and relaxed. With each stroke of Justin’s hard cock, Melanie’s fight and frustration gave way to passion, propelling her towards rapturous delight.



Sensing her imminent release, he abruptly dropped her arms, immediately placed his right hand between her shoulder blades and forced her upper torso downward. As he pinned her hard against the tabletop, Justin quickly slid his left hand under her, and sandwiched her swollen clit between his first two fingers. The vigorous up and down motion of his fingers unleashed a torrent of passion.



“Oh oh oohhhhhhhhh,” wailed Melanie loudly as the onset of her orgasm struck.



The musky aroma of their sex combined with the cries of her passion drove Justin closer to the edge. Crazed with lust, he fucked her vigorously; his final thrusts becoming animalistic and savage.



“Oh fuckkkkkkk!” he shouted, his ass muscles flexing.



His cock swelled and jerked wildly as his balls erupted, jetting his seed deep inside her. Melanie clutched at anything and everything as the force of his release triggered another powerful orgasm. She trembled, moaning in ecstasy as multiple spasms racked her body.



Once their breathing calmed, Justin leaned across her back and slid his forearms under her to grasp her shoulders.



“That’s what you get for teasing,” he groaned, marking her neck.



“Hummm … I need to tease you more often,” she retorted, pressing her neck against his mouth and playfully squeezing her PC muscles around his now flaccid cock.

*This is my first story on this website, and its based on a roleplay I did with an amazing woman. In fact, portions of the story are taken directly from my previous writing, so I apologize if I begin to say ‘you’ instead of ‘her’, though I did go through it and hope its well. Hope you all have a good read!*



It had been quite a night at the bar. Drinks upon drinks were ordered and even more were drunk amongst me and my friends as we stayed in that little pub for what must have been ages. All I remember from that is that we were eventually forced out by the bouncer and bartender, straggling along the streets before we managed to get ahold of a cab. My apartment was the closest so we dropped me off first. I paid way to much to the cab driver, though I didn’t know it at the time and began my walk up the outside stairs to the second floor, to my humble quarters. Once there though I immediately came across a problem. My keys were missing. I scrambled through my pockets, turning them all inside out, letting loose my wallet, receipts, note cards and lint without luck. The sudden adrenaline I got from this cleared my mind enough to consider that I perhaps gave the cab driver my keys when I paid him. I begin to panic, the alcohol evaporating the more I stress at the situation. It wasn’t snowing, but it was by no means summer weather. I couldn’t sleep out here for the night without risking hypothermia, and I wasn’t close enough to a hotel or motel to spend the night without freezing to death on the way over.



Calming down slightly from my panic, I look around at the other doors to the other apartments and look at my next door neighbor’s door. I remember he left me a note once asking me to pick up his mail for a week while he was on vacation. I figured that he owes me one night of sleep. So I knock on the door and ring the doorbell, waiting a while before doing it again, understanding that he must be asleep. But I finally hear steps, take a few steps back for the door to open, and once it is, my jaw drops.



Standing before me is not a man as I was expecting, but rather a beautiful crafted woman with pretty brown wavy hair that slightly covered the right side of her face, allowing her sexy eye partially to seep through. She stood by the door clothed in only a modest night gown and some not so modest panties. I suppose the late time didn’t make her think about how she was looking at the time, as she had her eyes half open in sleep and some split ends in her hair, but it all just seemed to make her even more beautiful. I noticed that she was shivering from the outside air and it struck me I was just staring at her aimlessly.



“So sorry to disturb you this late at night, but, uhh, I’m your next door neighbor, and I seem to have misplaced my keys, and was wondering if I could stay the…”



Mid sentence the woman grabs hold of my loose jacket and pulls me inside, kissing me feverously as she slams the door shut. My eyes are open in surprise as she kisses me, not sure what happened but holds me very tight to her, and I can’t help but join her in this intense groping. My hands rub along her back, feeling the smooth night gown against your skin as your hands slide along my face and chest. I begin to take of my jacket and sweater, a difficult task since she is still kissing me on any surface available. Once that is of though, she grabs my face with her warm womanly hands and stares into my eyes with this half open lust glazed daze, whispering:



“Eat me, eat me like you always used to”



Probably due to the still lingering effects of intoxication, I didn’t question the wording at the time, but simply went right to it. I kissed her fervently, my lips suckling along every inch of skin on her body as I held her close to me, bending down as my lips came down to her nightgown clad breasts, gently groping them and licking them through the material before I got down on my knees and look at her underwear clad mound. I nuzzle my face against it, smelling her musky scent as I take my hands and pull her night gown up a bit and then bite down on the undergarment, and pull it down to her thighs, revealing her tasty little midnight snack to me. So I began eating. My lips first began pecking at the organ, small kisses all over at different places, getting a slight taste of her as well as lubing her up. I then begin sliding my tongue out of my mouth, swiping it across her delicate sex as I grab her ass cheeks and pull her close to me, my hands mauling and squeezing the soft skin underneath my fingertips. Her light whimpers and moan entice me further, my cock growing within my jeans, a noticable bulge forming. I begin to nibble on her clitoris and sucking on it hard, making her arch her back to me, pushing even more of herself into me. I just noticed now that she was massaging her own breasts, and smiled at her blissful smile adorning her face. I decided to give her an amazing orgasm, and by that I took a finger and lubed it up by thrusting it in her pussy, I then took it to her supple little bum, stroked it around the opening, and then slid it in, making her whole body tense. I then covered my lips over her entire pussy mound, and sucked hard, feeling every nerve on her organ tense up, as the fingering and sucking along with a bit of tongue action sent her over the edge.



Her body became limp, and she placed her hands on my shoulders for balance. Her panting was heavy and my face was drenched in her juices. She sat down in front of me and began licking my face clean, kissing me with those amazing lips, before grabbing my hand and pulling me with her to the bedroom, throwing me onto the bed before she began crawling up to me.



I stare at her lust glazed eyes, her pupils darting across my body, like a predatory cat, eying her prey as she slowly crawls over to me, her feminine fingers touching me through my remaining clothes, grasping at the denim of my jeans and cotton of my t-shirt. Her hands finally cup the growing member at my crotch, squeezing it through the material as she bites down on the zipper and pulls it down, the scent of my aroused state reaching her nostrils. I take a good look at her as she does this, noticing a sweet smile pop up on her lips.



Thinking back, I wonder why my eyes started to wander at that moment. I had a beautiful older woman before me, beginning to strip me off my clothes and pleasure me in a sensational manner, but my eyes explored the bedroom. Perhaps after the cunnilingus I simply managed to relax a bit, and the alcohol was beginning to wear off. The room was a modest guest room, similar to my own, with nothing standing out from the bed, closet or window. But looking to my left at the night stand, I see a framed picture of the lustful brunette before me, embracing from behind a man whose face as been smeared with a marker, making him anonymous to my eyes. Getting an idea of his relationship to her I take a peek at her hands that are roaming across my crotch and abdomen as she is trying to strip me of my trousers. I took her right hand, holding it softly, and pulled it up to my face, and held it there, eying her ring finger, and seeing what I expected. There was a thin pale mark surrounding her digit, where a wedding ring had been. I looked down at her face and caught her eye. It looked like she was about to cry, and she began to pull her hand away from me and leave.



I couldn’t have that, so I pulled her hand up to my face again, and began kissing it, my lips puckering around her abandoned finger, suckling on it, eventually taking her whole feminine limb into my mouth, slurping and caressing it with my tongue as I rubbed her arm with my hands. I peek at her eyes, which are still fueled with lust, but there’s something else there now, a certain attraction that I haven’t seen a woman give me before, one that charged my body with more arousal than I thought possible. I let go of her finger, now covered in saliva, a thin dribble connecting to my lips still. I pull her up to me, kissing her again, my wet finger sliding across her rear as I grope her. We made a silent pact that moment, a pact that would be sealed once I had removed my pants and undergarments, leaving me naked enough to enter her.



As her curvy sexy body lays down in front of me, my young eyes look back and forth along her feminine beauty, staring at her pert nipples, seemingly twitching due to the situation. My eyes trace her lovely silhouette, loving the curves in just the right places, her hips sticking out in a rounded manner, her thighs seemingly soft to the touch, her arms so feminine they look almost brittle to the touch, and to not forget her face, those half lid closed eyes that just seem to scream ‘come and get me’ when she looks at me like that. This observance has made my own engorged member to throb, small droplets of pre-cum spitting out of the tip, landing on her sensitive female skin, the splashes sending a masculine sensations across her body.



I waste no further time, wanting to fulfill our little union at once. Kneeling down between her heavenly gates I grab hold of my solid shaft and begin rubbing the wet dripping head along her womanly folds, smearing her with my pre-cum, almost like some pagan fertility ritual, before prodding her tight opening and sliding my male organ into her. She let out a soft moan, teeth clenching and back arching in response to the invasion of her body. While she was indeed no virgin, the separation had left her alone for quite some time, and she could use some warming up. None the less, her precious pussy seems to be milking my cock as I remain inside her, her cunt muscles seeming to contort and clench at different levels in order to maximize my pleasure.



Who ever left her didn’t know what he was doing.



I begin a rhythmic thrusting action against her, starting slowly but picking up speed eventually, the pleasure she gives me enticing me to speed up. A pendulum motion begins with my testes, swinging back and forth as I hump against her, slapping against her soft wet bum, the sensations of the mildly hairy organs making her even crazier as we both let out loud moan of pleasure. She eventually tie her legs around my waist, keeping me closer, limiting the lengths of the strokes but speeding things up further, just lightly mashing into her, my trouser snake exploring this dank musky cavern as I stare at her lust glazed eyes and open mouth. Such an inviting mouth…



With that I lean forward as I fuck her silly and kiss her deeply, my lips dragging along hers like the tipsy man I am, though I am by now mostly drunk with passion. My tongue sticks out from my gaping mouth and lick along her face. My mouth moves along her face to her neck, beginning my vampire impersonation as I lightly nibble on her soft sensitive skin, leaving little bite marks to remind her later of our erotic battle.



I decide that I want to taste her gorgeous breasts, and take my hands around her back and lift her up with me, sitting down onto the bed with my legs spread, with her light frame in my lap, as I bend over and grasp a tit in my mouth, suckling on it like a calf, tickling her hard nipple with my tongue as my strong arms hold her close to me as both of us hump against each other, our combined juices dripping down to my balls, bathing them in a warm solution created from our lust. She moans out loud as she grabs my head and force it closer to her breasts, trying to make me swallow more and more of it into my male mouth, her nipple almost making me gag, yet I persevere, since I secretly enjoy this little rougher nature of her, doing my best to please all her desires.



I then grab hold of her ass cheeks, squeezing onto them hard with my large male fingers, grasping her tightly as I spread them apart and squeeze them back together, the manipulation making her squeal into my ear as I nibble hard onto her nipple, my mouth switching over to the other one. Her leaking juices have lubricated up her little rear, and my hands themselves have been lathered with our slippery juices throughout our endeavor. I go back to her often ignored hole and twist my right index finger inside of her, shocking her again, a loud complaining moan coming out of her mouth, one I silence with a kiss. I rock harder into her in my seating position as I finger her anus, remembering the reaction I had from her before when I did it, hoping it will spawn an even greater reaction from her now.



I eventually begin to feel my own orgasm coming along, my balls tightening, my cock twitching inside of her, warning me that the time has come. I let go of her anus and lay her down on the bed again, but now raise her ass with me, having it stick up in the air as I continue to hump her, pushing her legs back to her head, our eyes gazing at each other as I begin to let loose my stream of sperm inside her cavern. She herself at the constant surprises and intense fucking begin to have her final orgasm for the night, clenching and milking my cock until both of us have our releases simultaneously. A volley of semen pours into her flesh beaker, filling her up to the brim with my life giving seed, her own shaking orgasm making her opening clasp me tightly and almost bubble around my length as both our bodies begin to slow down, exhaustion finally taking their toll on us. I slip out of her entrance, a lobby of sperm leaking out as I do so, laying her down before I snuggle up next to her, my sticky cock along her leg, smearing her as I hold her close to me, my face long her neck, softly kissing her, a hand along her breast, gently caressing it as we both eventually lull to sleep, bliss in both our eyes.



In two months time things have been starting to become different for the man in the apartment. His friends rarely see him at the pub anymore, his workplace has gotten much better and more productive, and a lot of neighbors say they swear they have seen a woman move in with him about two months ago.

Brooke couldn’t believe she was back here already. A month ago, she left this same dealership in car that she never expected to get for a price almost too good to be true. This of course, was all because of a chance encounter with an incredibly sexy car dealer named Marica.



The first time she saw Marica, Brooke was looking at cars to replace her well loved, but troublesome first car. Her friends and some family members had recommended getting a Honda. She was walking through the Honda dealership car lot, just browsing, when a beautiful girl about her age stepped out the door of the dealership and began to walk towards her. One look was all it took, Brooke was struck by the girl’s utter beauty.



Her brown hair with golden blond highlights was blowing in the warm wind as she crossed the car lot heading purposefully towards her. She was wearing a low cut light yellow sundress. The breeze blowing the thin yellow material up against her body as she walked towards her almost caused her jaw to drop. As if that wasn’t enough, the bright light of the midday sun caused parts of the material to become sheer providing her with a more than ample view of the car dealer’s well-endowed body.



Releasing the breath she unknowingly was holding in, Brooke turned to face one of the cars in front of her, pretending to look at a fact sheet on the window, composing herself before the beautiful car dealer introduced herself.



“You are looking for a new car Miss? My name is Marica. Is there anything I can help you with?” Yes, she thought to herself, there was definitely something she could use her help with. Perhaps it was the fact that it had been a while since she’d last taken a lover or perhaps it was just because Marica was incredibly gorgeous, but Brooke was having a hard time getting rid of the barrage of sexually explicit acts running through her mind as she looked at Marica.



“Miss, are you okay? Can I help you?” Marica asked again her brows ruffled with concern when she didn’t respond the first time.



“I’m sorry. I guess I got distracted. Yes, you can help me. I was wondering if you could tell me about some of the cars on your lot.” Brooke said finally finding the words.



“Absolutely, it would be my pleasure Miss…” Marica trailed of seeming to realize she never asked her for her name.



“Brooke. You can call me by my first name.” she said before Marica got the chance to ask her.



“Well, that’s easy. I won’t forget that. Brooke is a very pretty name. A pretty name for a pretty girl,” Marica said winking at her and leading her across the lot to a car to a new Accord Coupe that judging from the sticker on the windshield, was a little out of her price range.



“This is one of the best deals on our lot right now. Automatic, 6 cylinder engine, CD, Mp3, sunroof, this thing has the works and it comes with one of the best warranties you can get right now. What do you think of it?” Marica asked smiling and gesturing toward the car in front of her.



“It’s really nice, but I’m not sure I can afford something this expensive right now.” Brooke said adjusting her camisole. She was getting warm standing on the hot black top of the car lot. She was glad she hadn’t worn a bra today as it would only have made her hotter. Plus she had heard on more than one occasion that her breasts looked great without a bra anyway. She finished adjusting her camisole and although Marica was still talking, she noticed that her eyes were temporarily glued to her chest.



Brooke was warm, and it was definitely hot outside, but some of her increase in temperature, was probably do to being in such close proximity to Marica. She continually had to force herself to look away from her full, round, ass as she bent over various parts of the car to show her its features. At one point, she swore Marica caught her staring at her breasts when she dropped a set of keys on the blacktop and had to bend over to pick them up, her large tits hanging freely, giving her a clear view down the top of her dress.



Marica had simply picked up the keys, looked up at her making eye contact for a brief moment before resuming their conversation like nothing had happened.



“It’s hot out here, huh? I heard it’s supposed to be even warmer tomorrow. This blacktop doesn’t help much either.”



“Yeah, I’m glad I didn’t wear pants today.”



“You can never go wrong with a skirt and cami.” Marica said her eyes examining Brooke’s attire. “I like your skirt. It looks cute on you.” Dipping her hand beneath the bottom edge of her skirt, Marica pinched the material between her fingers, rubbing it gently and causing Brooke to gasp. “It’s nice material. I think we should go for a test drive.” Marica said leaving her temporarily stunned by her bold gesture. Was it just her or was Marica flirting with her a bit, she wondered as she took the keys from her, watching as she walked around and got into the passenger side door.



Starting up the car, Brooke quickly put the windows down letting some of the stifling heat inside the car out. Marica’s hands quickly leapt to the controls turning the air conditioning on full blast. She put the car into drive and pulled up to the exit of the car lot. Traffic was a bit heavy right now and knowing she had some time to wait before the lights would give them a chance to pull out, Brooke used this opportunity to tug up and down on the bottom of her camisole in an attempt to cool herself down. “It’s so hot in here.” She said continuing to move her cami.



The air conditioning is cooling down now and they usually work pretty quickly in these cars. I suggest we shut the windows if you want to cool off.” Marica said her eyes lingering on her chest a little longer than they should. Brooke was forced to wonder again if Marica was flirting with her and checking her out. They drove around for a while, Marica pointing out various features and points of interest about the car while Brooke got a feel for how it drives. She was finally starting to cool off. Marica was right, this air conditioning works really well, she thought.



“Pull over up there.” Marica said indicating an open space on the street they were driving down. She pulled the car into the space leaving it running. The air conditioning felt good, but Brooke was starting to feel a little cold. So what do you think Brooke? Is this a car you could see yourself driving?”



“The car is amazing. I absolutely love it, but I just don’t think I can afford it. It’s quite a bit more than I was planning on spending.”



Marica started to say something, but stopped. “What? Marica?” Brooke asked turning her head towards her to see Marica staring intently at her breasts.



“I’m sorry, Brooke. Are you cold?” she asked her gaze never leaving Brooke’s chest.



“A little bit, why? Marica, why are you staring at my chest?” Brooke asked finally pulling Marica’s gaze away.



I apologize. It’s just that with the air conditioning on so high, your nipples are poking hard through the fabric of your shirt. I couldn’t help but noticed them and that you aren’t wearing a bra. You have beautiful breasts. You don’t need one.” Brooke was flattered by Marica’s complements and her attention to her breasts.



“Thanks, but you’re breasts are gorgeous too.” Brooke said looking at Marica’s before making eye contact with her. When their eyes met they both laughed.



“Brooke, I like you and its clear you like this car. Why don’t we see if we can work something out?”



“Really, can you cut me a deal or something?” She asked excited by the mere prospect of getting to drive this car every day.



“Something like that, but you need to do something for me first.” Marica said, staring into her eyes with a burning intensity.



“What? I’ll do anything!” she said blinded by her urge to obtain the car at all costs.



“You have incredibly sexy nipples, have you ever thought of getting them pierced?” Marica asked, staring at her hard nipples, poking through her shirt from the A/C’s cold air blowing on her chest from out of the vents. “I’ve thought about getting mine done, but never seem to get around to it.”



“I don’t know. I never thought about it before.” She said, wondering where Marica was going with this.



“I’ll make you a deal, if you come and get piercings with me, and you help me out right now, I will make sure you can afford this car.” Marica said looking into her eyes with a confidence that made Brooke a little nervous.



“So you’re going to give me this car for what I can afford if I get my nipples pierced with you?” She asked a little confused by what was happening.



“Brooke, you like this car. I can tell. I want you to buy this car, but you can only afford it if I cut you a deal. I’ll sell you this car at cost if you’re interested.”



“Hell, yeah I’m interested.” She said in disbelief, a few moments of pain for a sweet ride like this would be completely worth it.”



“Well, if you remember correctly, I also said I needed you to help me out.” Marica said looking at her with a suggestive look on her face. “If you want this car you need to show me how bad you want it Brooke.” Marica stared intently into her eyes before hiking her yellow sundress up and exposing her white lace thong clad pussy to Brooke’s wide eyes.



Brooke couldn’t believe the turn of events. When she first saw Marica at the dealership, she never would have thought that this would happen. She had to admit it was turning her on. Marica pulled the white thong to the side revealing her smooth bald pussy to Brooke’s hungry gaze.



“Do we have a deal?” Marica asked trailing a finger delicately up her slit before gently parting her outer lips. Brooke eyes never left Marica’s pussy as she shook her head yes in response. “Pull the car around the corner here and into the alley between those two buildings.” Marica instructed pointing with her free hand. Her other hand stayed busy massaging between her legs as Brooke did her best to follow Marica’s directions and focus on driving.



Pulling into the narrow alley, they would have more privacy on then on the street. On both sides of the car, there were medium sized office buildings that were rented to a variety of small time companies that Brooke noticed before turning down the alley. Brooke shut the car off before returning her attention to Marica, and her tasty looking pussy. Marica adjusted her seat back as far as it would go and then tilted it back so she was lying relatively flat giving Brooke as much room as she could.



“Let’s see what you got Brooke.” Marica said teasingly spreading her legs wider and motioning Brooke to her with her hand. Unbuckling the seatbelt, Brooke moved towards her head and chest over Marica’s thighs and slowly caressed the moist pussy with her fingers. Marica sighed at the feel of Brooke’s tentative hand for the first time. Brooke ran her fingers slowly up and down Marica’s slit, before dipping first one finger, then two, into her wetness. She massaged gently stretching her tight slippery cunt while rubbing her aroused clit in little circles with her thumb.



Marica stared at her with lust in her eyes, “Lick me you teasing bitch. I want to feel that tongue of yours.” She demanded grabbing Brooke’s hair and forcing it towards her hot, wet, snatch. Brooke happily obeyed her, dipping her head between Marica’s legs and tasting her sweet saltiness as her tongue lapped her pussy for the first time. She tasted good, Brooke thought, inhaling the musky sent of her as she found Marica’s clit and began flicking her tongue up and down and round and round it bringing cries of pleasure from her open mouth. Brooke slid two fingers into Marica’s warm inviting hole, curling them upward to find the textured raised bump of her G-Spot.



Applying firm strokes with her fingers as she continued to tongue her clit, Marica’s eyes were wide and she was moaning as she watched Brooke with her head raised off the back of the car seat. Feeling her fingers plumbing the depths of Marica’s incredible pussy, Brooke was overcome with her own lust. Using her free hand to pull her skirt up, Brooke jerked her black lace thong panties to the side and began frantically rubbing her own clit.



Soon Brooke found herself moaning into Marica’s pussy with her own pleasure. She slipped her middle finger into her pussy mimicking the actions she was currently performing on Marica while continuing to stimulate her clit with the heel of her hand. Brooke could feel herself getting close and judging from the frequency and increasing volume of her moans, Marica was nearing her own orgasm.



Marica’s body tensed, hunching forward as her orgasm ripped through her. “Fuck, Brooke I am coming.” She groaned, letting out gasps of breath in between words. Feeling Marica’s pussy grip her fingers tightly as it contracted was all it took to send Brooke over the edge. Moaning with Marica’s clit still in her mouth, Brooke felt her own pussy rhythmically squeezing on her fingers. Her orgasm was strong, and the effect of having two pussies squeezing her fingers simultaneously certainly increased both her pleasure and the novelty of the situation.



Her head still between Marica’s legs, eyes clamped tight, the only sound in the car was their ragged breathing as they both recovered from their orgasms. After a few moments, Brooke pulled her head out from between Marica’s legs and sat up in the seat of the car. Marica’s eyes opened hearing and feeling her movement. Brooke watched as a grin spread across her face.



“Brooke, you are very talented. I haven’t cum like that in a long time.” Marica said, shaking her head as if in disbelief. “Clearly this was not your first time with a woman.”



“Thanks. Yeah, I guess you could say I have some experience with ladies.” She said, grinning back at Marica. “It might not have been my first time, but it was quite memorable for me.” Brooke said moving towards her to kiss Marica’s large pouty lips for the first time, parting them gently with her tongue, before slipping it into her mouth and swirling it around her own, allowing her to taste herself.



“We should get back to the dealership, this was a long test drive and my boss might be curious about where I am. Plus, you have some paper work to sign.” Marica said, before kissing her once more and moving her seat back to an upright position. Brooke started the car and backed it carefully back down the alley. As she pulled it out, she glanced up and noticed a gathering of three or four male office workers on the second floor of the building. They were pointing, shaking their heads and giving her two thumbs up. “I guess this alley wasn’t as private as we thought,” Brooke said pointing Marica towards the bystanders crowded around one of the large windows.



“Dios Mio! You’ve got to be kidding me!” Marica exclaimed, shocked by the notion that people may have been watching the whole time. “I am sorry Brooke, I had no idea.”



“Don’t worry about it, I’m sure we can find a better place next time.” She said, winking at a confused Marica.



“Next time?” Marica asked.



“Well, I still need to get my nipples pierced right? Who knows where we might end up after that Brooke said smiling as she drove her soon to be new car back to the dealership.

Chapter 11: Lydia’s Day Part 01



Note:- Before one start reading the “At The Villa” series, you have to read the 2 episodes “On The Boat”, Chapters 1 and 2 where Sam was seduced by Olympia, who had the hidden Agenda; followed by “After the Boat Trip. Then it should be followed by “At The Villa” Series. The first stories I wrote with Sam as the protagonist were “Unforgettable Sexual Encounters” Chapter 1 to 11. These stories are the follow up of “At The Villa” stories.



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Ophelia.



Only a few days were left, before the ladies were due to get on the boat and return back home. The day and the hour were getting closer and closer. As usual, on these particular days, when I stayed ‘home alone’; today it is, for the last time. I chauffeured the five other ladies with the exception of Lydia, down towards one of the beaches. The one I chose on this specific morning was a rather small inlet, to which I had not yet took these gorgeous ladies to swim, sunbathe and play in the blue Aegean waters. On a first impression they immediately loved the small sandy beach, which it was rather secluded.



Knowing that Lydia was waiting for me at the villa, I drove back as fast as I could. I didn’t like to leave Lydia excitedly waiting for me, dreaming about what she was expecting to enjoy during this planned day together.



I was very sure that I was going to find my Lydia, hot and readily excited. It was going to be, hopefully, a whole day without any reservations or interruptions from the rest of the others, something we both had longed for. Finally the plan fitted perfectly as I had planned it so every one of the guests had a chance to express her wishes, ideas and naturally enjoy the pleasures of the flesh.



As I arrived, I drove straight through the open gate; closed the gate and walked towards the pool area where I was expecting to find my Lydia. Outside there was nobody, no Lydia, so I walked inside. The first thing I noticed was that there was great silence, except for some light romantic music playing in my bedroom.



The sound was very low, barely audible. I walked slowly towards the door and stopped at the entrance. There, mesmerized, I stood silently standing, watching that beautiful goddess lying on my bed, her eyes closed, her perfectly shaped breasts with nipples hard, pointing upwards, while her legs, were more that slightly open.



It was an extraordinary and unexpected scene; more complex to visualize and digest, but hard to forget. One of her hands was resting over one of her breasts with two of the fingers rolling the already hard and excited nipple.



The other hand was resting over the length of her body, going downwards towards her pelvis with a finger toying with her clit. She looked nothing less than a real life Venus.



I took some time digesting her beauty, while I focused my eyes on that particular spot, which happened to be between her legs, where her finger was massaging her little knot. The way she was playing with her erogenous zones was not ‘teasing’, but it was the sexual hunger which was roaming through her hot blood as it flows through her veins.



She was building up enough sexual passion; getting herself ready for my arrival. I realized that she was not aware of my silent arrival and neither my presence at the entrance to my bedroom, even though a sweet smile escaped from between her lips.



I relaxed and calmly watched the most beautiful view in its perfect authenticity; infront of my eyes. There were no movements, except of her hands and her lips. She was totally lost in the most probable dirty dream of sexual desires. What she was dreaming I had no idea, although I assumed. I silently waited and made no movements except those that were caused by my dick. It was as hard as steel, pushing my swimming trunks to the limits.



I was becoming uncomfortable, so I decided to take off my trunks when I made a slight noise. Immediately she opened her eyes; rather shocked.



‘You’re already back! How long have you been there?’ Lydia asked.



‘Long enough… Where have you been?’



‘What do you mean, long enough, dad?’



‘I think you know what I mean, you little dirty girl.’ I answered.



‘Ooohh! Please pardon me dad. I became so excited, thinking what might or what may happen during this day alone with me and in your arms… I was lost in the most exciting dream ever.’ She answered.



‘It must have been a very, very hot and sexy dream!’



‘It was much hotter than you had ever dreamed, dad. But please don’t ask. During this special day, we together, may pass through more exciting hot dreams or maybe much more exciting and…’



‘… hotter and passionate you mean, or just sexy. So you were waiting?’ I asked.



‘More than waiting dad… I also want to have a detailed recount of what were like those first exciting dirty days; just blowing cherries.’ She teased.



‘Are you jealous?’ I asked as I walked the last few steps towards my bed. Already totally naked, I lay down next to Lydia’s relaxed body. I sat myself on the side, while I watched for Lydia’s movements.



‘Why should I be? I had only one cherry and now its’ been blown off by the master; of whom I am so very proud.’ She proudly recited.



‘Thanks. I’m very proud that I had been the master of ceremonies like I was, when I took your mother’ ass; on her insistence. ‘ I said while I laid down and moved my body closer to hers, lifting my face as I moved my lips towards hers.



‘When I go back, I will ask Mum how she felt when you stuck that thick monster up her arse.’



‘Please don’t.’ I insisted.



Our lips met and spent a little time just sucking on each other’s lips, until our tongues became entwined together while sharing our mouths; flowing from one to another. Passion started to build and we became hotter and wilder. After we sucked each other’s tongues for a few minutes, Lydia disengaged and said.



‘Dad; what was the idea about this special day. I am sure that you had an agenda to plan these particular days; one for every hot burning beauty. Were they planned from the very first moments we arrived here? I don’t think I may need an answer. I know you wanted me to be your pet, at least for one day. We would be just alone without causing suspicions. We could exchange stories and also get to know each other; more intimately.’



Watching her eyes and moving slowly on top of her body I answered to her statement. ‘Yes sweetie I wanted this special day more than anything, like you said. Although we had already enjoyed some intimate chats here and there as well as what I did with the others; there are still some hidden agendas we have to discover.’



I ended my quick answer, by moving my hand down towards her pelvic area and exchanged it with Lydia’s hand. Immediately my fingers found her vaginal entrance, which quickly I realized how hot and ready she was. Her wet pussy was abundantly leaking hot juices, that probably had been flowing since she started playing with her clitories, if not, since she woke up dreaming about the day ahead.



Pushing her hand away I started massaging the flowing juice all over her separated swollen lips. Lydia moaned; her body trembled, especially when she felt dad’s two fingers moving through the vaginal entrance which I instantly discovered.



I could not believe how wet and hot she was. Her vagina was drenched and her channel of love was slick with the flowing juices. I kissed her again and again as I hugged her against my body. “Sam loved her both as a daughter and as a lover.”



‘But this day; was it in your original plan, or after you had discovered who I am?’ Lydia asked insistently while her dad was nibbling at her hard nipple.



“He was getting rather agitated. Her vaginal muscles were pressing against his fingers while he was wondering if Lydia was ready. Knowing so, as she felt her father moving over her body, she opened her legs wide, pulling her knees towards her body and presented herself to be filled with his awaiting manhood. She was more than ready, waiting restlessly to feel the inside of her vaginal channel, stretched and filled by her father’s hard waiting cock.”



I was still watching her as my hard dong was hanging precisely on top of her vagina. I finally settled on my knees between her wide open legs. My steel hard phallus with that thick purple head was readily aimed at her vaginal opening. I slowly lowered my body, the head touched and slowly settled at the opening of her vagina. With a slight push, it would sure go straight in; all the way into her sopping wet waiting love tube. But before I did so I had to answer for Lydia’s latest comments.



‘Well, not exactly, although they were all planned as you have just described. I started thinking from that very moment when I put the invitation to Olympia. After you discussed the proposition, you ladies agreed that it would be worthwhile to come and stay with me at the villa. Precisely after I fucked Olympia and spent the rest of the night with Diana, my hard dick started to dictate. It was some time, since I had a bevy of twenty year olds, full of sexual vigour in my bedroom; three virgins and one who had never a male inside her body; not bad I thought. So some very quick decisions had to be primed up.’



‘Dad, it seems that Olympia with her secret agenda triggered everything?’ Lydia questioned.



‘She planned the whole scenario; what she didn’t know was; that I was going to make an offer for free accommodation, which means hang around with me at the villa, so I could enjoy the ripe fruits.’



‘And after you enjoyed a hard time fucking Olympia’s body as she had related to us; and what orgasms she had enjoyed; she wanted more and more. So you dad, as the dirty boy you are; was not just happy with just one. You asked for a second helping; and sure enough you chose a virgin.’ Lydia teased.



‘I even knew who the virgins were.’ Sam teased back.



‘So with luck I wasn’t your victim that night; I could have ended like my mother with a cock up my ass.’ (Refer to ‘ON THE BOAT; 1, 2 and 3′)



‘Maybe yes; maybe not; but the most obvious logical reason was that if I can convince a virgin then the rest will follow.’ Sam answered.



‘A real professor of logic;’ Lydia confessed.



‘You are very right my dear and as you see you joined them too.’ I answered.



‘So after you tasted the cake you went also after the icing. Your plans, the future dreams and scenarios you had built in your dirty brain; brought you to the conclusion, that with five young ladies running naked all over your place, your hard cock will always have abounding pussy.’



‘Yes, it was from there on, that I started preparing more interesting programs. Having a bevy of beautiful young ladies was not something that happened every day; especially three virgins at my disposal. The precise moment when I took that decision was; after I tasted Diana’s cherry. Therefore on purpose, I left it intact until I could have ample time to enjoy her body and naturally her sweet virgin pussy. That act could be so fruitful after all of you had settled within the walls of my property.’



‘Did mum teach you to be a dirty boy?’ Lydia asked.



‘That first tight pussy I felt was so good, that my visions went back to the great days in Thessaloniki. That why I’m not answering your question about mum; but maybe you should ask her. So I planned a lot of things; keeping you here for an extra week or more; enjoying the pleasures of lovemaking, fucking, massage and whatever we decided to indulge in; enjoying some wild days running naked all around the villa; the pool and around the garden. Why not, being alone with just one participant at a time? Why not? I was even thinking to keep you here, but that was a risky proposition.’ I explained.



‘You are really a very bad dirty boy, dad. Fucking too many younger girls was not enough?’



‘Don’t you think that Olympia had a motive? Getting her best dirty friend to her lost uncle?’ I asked.



‘No more teasing dad; let’s get to reality. I know, I started the ball rolling …’



‘And Olympia took advantage of that situation!’ I exclaimed.



‘Pardon me dad. So tell me, what were your motives; after we settled in this beautiful place of yours.’



‘My motives; well it’s a very interesting question! Watching naked beauties parading around the swimming pool; was something I always dreamed about; but only when I did not have an available lady or ladies around. Ladies sucking ladies is very interesting and stimulating, both for the actors and the audience. Ladies on their knees getting fucked from behind, eemmm glorious; especially if they were being eaten by another lady. The skies the limits! Just heaven, I must say.’



‘That is not what I asked dad; I just wanted to know when you were alone in the company of one of us as your victim?’



‘Don’t get me wrong; I enjoyed every moment when I stayed alone with the others. They all loved being my victims, especially when their orgasms hit the higher levels. I also learned a lot of things and also some secrets, from everyone. They were very open about their sexual dreams, their intimate personal agendas, ideas about sex, marriage and other subjects. Did you ask any of my victims of what they enjoyed most?’



‘Well, girls may talk too much or they can also keep secrets. But some comments were made; mostly about what a fantastic fucking holiday we had.’



‘What about you, my little nympho?’ I asked



‘Most important for me; and I’m very happy about was that Olympia had found my Dad. I’m also very pleased that none of the others knew anything; why we chose to come to this island. In fact it was Olympia’s agenda to help me find my lost uncle. What was not planned was; where we were going to stay; but now, I know that Olympia had already found what I had asked for. And not only she found you and kept it a secret, but she also took pictures of you and planned her own personal secret agenda.’



‘Yes a very secret agenda. That game on the boat was just a front, nothing more, except to lure me to her pussy.’



That’s precisely what it was, dad. Before we arrived at the port in Piraeus, she was already babbling that the first handsome bachelor she will meet on the boat, she was going to do everything to seduce him, and naturally she wanted to get fucked. She was so hot, none of us ever expected that she was going to do it. But she really went for it. You was more than ready; dad. She already knew who her prey was going to be. Maybe she also knew that you would never miss a hot pussy.’ Lydia continued.



‘After what happened I presumed, that Olympia had planned everything. Don’t lie; you knew that she was a real hotty?’ I asked.



‘O.K. dad, you won. You knew we were lovers, but none of us are lesbians. You know that we firstly, prefer a hard prick.’ Lydia insisted.



‘So you had no idea I was your uncle?’ I asked.



‘No, Olympia never told me. The idea of a week or so holidaying together was more than interesting, especially after the long university year. Olympia had also promised me that you may be living on this island, so I put some extra cash as I knew that Olympia and Diana could not afford the proposed holiday. But what I did not know was; that she had already located your whereabouts.’ Lydia concluded.



‘I had greatly enjoyed the pleasures of having you as my guests, not to mention the quality time I had spent with you, in the most intimate ways. All of you had your own individual hot spots and secrets. You were all fantastic; always hot and were hungry for more’.



‘I know that some very hot wild sex really took place within these walls, dad. I heard quit a few stories and more than a few comments when we girls were together down at the beaches, and in other places. You know; girlie talk!’ Lydia added.



‘So you know I’m not lying.’



‘Dad I’m proud of you. You had performed very well, not only in your career but also; emmmm with the girlies you managed to lure to your beds. Mum had always stated; that you were the most handsome lover boy around, and sure she was right. I never thought I was your daughter and probably I may have inherited some your sexual genes. I never thought I going to enjoy sex this much; at least not from that first moment when you ripped my hymen. I always thought it was just fucking; but wowww; sex is just fantastic. I’m going to miss you so much; so much I’m going to miss you, Dad.’



‘I think you learned enough to teach any future boyfriend how to please and satisfy your sexual egos.’



‘Depends what he thinks, some believe they know it all.’ Lydia answered.



‘Don’t worry; you’re still too young and you can learn to be strong and then dictate. Without your full participation he could not make any decent moves, he will not understand the art of making love. You must enjoy the pleasures of the flesh as much as he has the right to.’ I advised.



‘Thanks dad, you’re right.’



It was the best decision I took at that moment. And I was right, that spending one day alone with each of individual beauties had proved worth the day; as every lady felt more relaxed, more intimate and probably heard a few stories which could never be recounted in each other’s presence. The days alone with the individual lady were fantastic and incredibly informative, pleasant, pleasurable and of course wild.



‘Dad.’ I allowed her to call me dad as we were just alone, but I never did so when we were in the company of the others, although, when we hid in the Gardner’s Lodge she always did so, even though I was not comfortable.



‘Yes dear.’



‘What about your last day before you left for the north? Has Hera kept her appointment as had been planned?’ Lydia curiously asked.



‘Yes we met as it was planned and we arrived at our destination before eight in the morning, rather early. As planned I had left early that day, before mum and dad were up. Fortunately I managed to get away, unnoticed. So I was in luck, even though mom was not going to stop me. She loved me very much.’



‘So, Hera was there, waiting. What about Ophelia, was she hot?’



‘Which story you want to hear first, Ophelia or Hera’s?’ I asked.



‘I prefer if we have to have them chronically; it should be Ophelia’s story first; dad.’ She answered.



‘As you are so anxious to hear more; I prefer that we start as soon as we finish making love. My dick had been hurting and waiting since yesterday, to enter that little hot hungry pussy of yours. Where do you think we shall go to enjoy the next encounter?’ I asked.



‘Why not alfresco, by the pool?’ She asked.



I just stood up, found one of the large air mattresses and spread it close to the edge by the pool. She joined me and as I lay down, I took her in my arms and kissed her hard on her lips. She was naked. She had discarded her bikini just before she lay down next to me. I was wearing only my trunks but my dick was still a prisoner raging inside them. Lydia kissed me and hugged me as she pushed me down on my back. Our lips were still joined together; our tongues entwined in and out of our mouths, moving from one to another, as the passion fuelled our hunger for each others’ bodies.



With one hand, she started to push my trunks down my legs. I tried to help as I knew that what she was after was hidden somewhere there. As one leg was out, she got on top and slowly lowered her pussy until my hard cock was aligned with the entrance to her temple of love. Slowly her vaginal entrance and the hard awaiting purple head, touched. She waited, and then as she descended slowly, she let the head enter. As it was embedded within her temple of love she let go, until she was totally filled with its’ massive thickness.



‘Ohh dad, it feels so good. Its’ so good… feeling your hot hard cock deep inside my body. What I’m going to do when I go back? I think I will dream about all these experiences, while I will play with my little clitty.’ She said.

I did not comment, but my steel hard cock had sent the signal. The head grew thicker and harder, which Lydia sure felt. ‘Dad, I felt your dick throbbing.’ I decided to leave it at that, although a slight smile cropped up over my lips.



Her vaginal muscles gripped my hard steel dick as we started to kiss again. In no time her pelvis started to move up and down, filling and emptying while increasing the tension. After a few thrusts, some deep, others crushed deeper against her womb, while others massaged the very entrance. I knew she had learned not only how to pleasure herself but she knew where her most sensitive spots were located. Therefore she continued working her pussy, moving her body in different directions, with limits that my pleasuring wand of love would not fall out of her vagina.



I felt my dick hitting different areas and sensitive spots within her vagina, while she moaned and cried with pleasure. I was pleased with her progress as the days before she was about to leave, were numbered. In about three days they were all going to be on their way home, and so I was anxious that I will engage myself in lots of love making. I wanted to send five sex hungry ladies back to their homes, more than fully satisfied, not only sexually but also trained in the art of making love.



Lydia was very hot that day, so I let her enjoy the start of her day with some very hot sex. I knew that while I was going to recount what happened during my hot day with Hera, I was sure that I was going to induce much hotter sex during our fucking sessions, between Lydia and myself.



We made very hot love, which had sent Lydia in different worlds as a few mind blowing orgasms culminated this hot loving session. Lydia seemed satisfied, but I knew it was not for long. As soon as I get into the hot parts of my encounter both with Ophelia and later with Hera, we are going to be at it again and again.



Naturally as the day was still young, and after I had made love to Victoria and Padme, being my last night’s company, I had to be careful that I will try to enjoy the pleasures to the maximum while being cautious and not to blow too many ejaculations.



‘What about Ophelia? I believed it was better if I started from the moment Kara and Syna left.’



‘Dad please, I’m so curious to hear what I could not believe. How did you manage to attract three virgins in same day? I already heard the adventures of Kara and Syna which made me so hottt. You know how hot they made me, dad; I could not get enough of your hard prick.’



‘I’ll try; that at least today you will get more than enough of my hard cock. I also hope that you’ll beg me to stop!’ I gave Lydia a straight answer.



‘What are you waiting for dad; can you just start?’



Ophelia.



When Sam accompanied Kara and Syna out of his family’s apartment, he walked with them for about half a kilometre when they hugged him and said their thanks and goodbyes. Both girls seemed well satisfied with the way Sam handled “the breaking off, of their virginities”. And what about the bodily pleasures they had encountered? They were amazing, impressive; something which they could not believe they had really enjoyed; was it a reality or a dream; they thought. The best part was when they were sucking each other’s pussy, while Sam was fucking them from behind. They went wild and incredibly hot, lost in multiple orgasms.



He kissed them again as they said their final goodbyes with tears trickling down from their eyes.



On his way back he heard footsteps again coming from one of the side streets. He continued walking until he came in the clear. It was there that he noticed that it was Ophelia who was returning for her appointed encounter with Sam.



Within minutes they walked into his sister’s bedroom. Ophelia looked radiant, those beautiful brown eyes focused on Sam’s face had the immediate effect, not only on the love juices bleeding from her hot waiting pussy, but none the less on Sam’s manhood; which although had a busy day, it was more than ready for the next encounter.



Ophelia put her hands around Sam’s neck while she lifted herself, grabbing Sam at the waist with her legs as she jammed her lips against his. She was short and with a very small light body, but she just the same managed to press her lips against Sam’s and kiss him like crazy.



Sam grabbed her from her ass cheeks and lifted her a little higher, to relieve the pressure from around his neck. Feeling more relaxed they kissed and sucked on each other’s lips and tongues, for some time. Then she started to gyrate her vaginal area against Sam’s hard prick, which although he already had a field day, his manhood was still anxious to break this virgin he was feeling; pressing her pussy against.



Sam bent forward and laid Ophelia on the bed. Within seconds he stripped her down to her panties, as she was not wearing a bra. He did the same to his clothes including his boxers. His prick popped out, hanging there between his legs while she was watching like a hawk, ready to jump on its’ prey.



‘What the hell do you have there, Sam? I heard it was big, but I never thought you got a monster.’ Ophelia very surprised shouted.



‘You asked for it, so you have to enjoy it, it’s too late.’ Sam declared.



‘I did not say I’m backing off; but I’m not sure you can fit that monster in my little pussy.’ She argued.



‘Let’s move step by step and when we arrive at that point, I’m sure we will find out the answer; probably quicker than we think.’ She looked at Sam and said nothing.



He slowly exposed her vaginal area while he pulled her panties down along her legs. He took a quick smell as he opened her legs; and then he massaged her hot wet vagina with two fingers. She wasn’t wet; she was drenched. Liquid was running along her vaginal slit, down over her anal opening. With her panties, he collected as much of the flowing cream; saving it from going to waste.



Ophelia moaned and trembled on the bed as she felt Sam’s fingers massaging her pussy, but only after he put aside the panties for later use. She lifted her arse, pressed her trimmed hairy pussy against his fingers as she moaned and cried with pleasure. While her body had already started to tremble and vibrate, Sam quickly substituted his fingers with his mouth as he pushed her legs forward while he opened them wide open.



As she felt his tongue ploughing between her little slit, she went wild, as the first orgasm took her by surprise. She cried and shouted as she tried to close her legs. Sam was adamant in his decision. He was not going to give her a breath. He held her legs wide open as he continued to lick between the folds of her labia and with the precise attention he was bestowing, on her clitoris.



Sam kept sucking while, massaging her hard ass cheeks. He did not give her the possibility to get away and rest. Her body became wild fire while she continued to fight and push Sam’s head away from between her legs.



‘Fuck Sam, please give me a break. Aaahhh Sam… Aaahhh Sam; I can’t take any more. Stop; stoopp.’ She begged and begged, but Sam’s tongue did not move from where it was, as it continued to suckle on and around her little engorged clitty.



She even tried to roll to one side to escape, but Sam still held her tight. She did not move, but she kept trying as her body continued to shake. One of Sam’s hands was massaging one of her small tities while searching for her engorged nipple. As he founded it, he squeezed it hard while she cried. ‘Bastard! Aaahhh Sam! Bastard! Aauuch it hurts. It hurts. Sam pleease… pleeeasssee… pleeeasssee… Sammmm pleeasssse.’ She begged while she cried.



Sam lightly moved his tongue away from her clit, but instead he put his finger between her small blossomed pussy lips as he searched for the opening. He wanted to check her vagina and her virginity.



His finger moved very slowly towards in her little slit, very carefully so he could not cause any more hurricanes. Gently, his finger moved towards her vaginal entrance while the palm of his index finger circled a few times against the outer surface. He sent back rather hot signals that he is back there; getting closer as the finger started to collect all the flowing juices as it moved between the folds, separating the inner pinkish wet walls of her slit.



As his finger got closer to her vagina and started to gain access, Ophelia jumped on the bed. The feeling of Sam’s finger violating her most intimate part of her body was too much; but she did not resist. She knew what she wanted, and what she was after. There was no way she was going to back off, not then, when the pleasures of the flesh started to build, like she had never enjoyed so intense experiences before.



Gently, Sam’s finger continued to close in as it started to crawl through the little wet opening, until it touched the virgin membrane. Carefully he moved his finger in the confines of her small orifice getting that feeling and that satisfaction that she was still untouched.



Ophelia moaned, as she felt Sam’s finger was about to initiate another bodily thunderstorm. The sensitive muscles of her vaginal entrance woke up, strongly. She grabbed his hand and tried to move it away while her body; again exploded in a delirium of sexual energy which initiated another blown out orgasm. Her body trembled and shook on the bed, as Sam watched with interest the changes that took place, in nearly a split second.



Sam had already experienced such encounters especially with Kara and Syna, but not to forget, Hera, Xenia and Iona. The start of Sam’s sexual awaking came at the right time, and thanks to his hot cousin and sex hungry sister; who were the front runners. They were the ones who gave him that first injection, of what the seventh heaven meant.



As Ophelia settled, Sam looked into her eyes. They were still closed, and he just watched her beauty; her smile on her lips; the satisfaction which followed and the pleasures she enjoyed until she came back to the real world.



She smiled at him, but remained silent. Sam lowered his face down until their lips met. They gently kissed and then licked and sucked on each other’s lips. They both took their time, no rush until their sexual organs began, to again interfere. Their arousals became evident. Sam’s dick pressed against her thigh as it became harder. Ophee began to moan in his mouth as her hard nipples were digging into his chest.



Her hungry body; again started to shake. Sam moved his hand between her legs, massaging the inner thighs gently, avoiding getting too close to her pussy. Ophee moaned as he massaged the smooth skin closest to her sex, while their lips kept contact, altering between sucking each other’s lips and tongues.



Ophee opened her legs wider, giving Sam more clearance. His hand moved more gently as it sent more intimate feelings through her pelvic area. Her body continued to tremble as Sam’s hand, at times it skids too close to her nicely trimmed area. Feeling Sam getting closer she closed her legs tight around his violating hand, while she moaned in his mouth, while her blood pressure mounted. Her ass lifted off the mattress as her vagina pressed tight against his hand. The consequences were obvious; her body was entering into another orgasm.



Sam did not pull back but pressed his hand harder between her moist vaginal lips, moving it forward and backwards, pressing hard between the walls of her cute little pussy. She moaned and cried as Sam was still sucking on her tongue while a finger pressed against her opening and breached inside her virgin entrance. He avoided further intrusion beyond the virgin membrane.



He continued working on her body; both with his mouth and his hands. Her body continued to shiver. The pleasures flowing through her body were incredible. She became insatiable. Their mouths dislodged and immediately Sam took the first nipple that got in the way. Ophee cried as the sexual energy moved through her blood veins. Her body twisted on the bed while cries of pleasure flowed out of her mouth. ‘Aaaaaaahhh; yesss sammm… like to fuck me… take my cherreee… I’m getting scarred but…’



Yes, she did cum. She didn’t even know what she was saying. The orgasm that took over her body was more than extraordinary. Her hands started to push Sam’s hands from between her legs, although he fought back. He wanted to put a finger somewhere in any of the holes she had; but he knew he could ruin all the excitements which he expected to enjoy. He wanted her to be totally a virgin; when…



He wanted her to enjoy the reality of loosing her virginity; what that first time, meant to her.



Sam could not forget his first two virgins, whom he had made love too earlier in the day. The real moments when Sam broke inside Kara’s and later into Syna’s virgin vagina; it was that very special moment that he was not ready to forget, easily. The accomplishment of enjoying the pleasure of being the first male to touch and break inside the body of a woman for the first time; yes for Sam it was a great achievement.



He planned them during the previous night as he had entered under the covers of his bed; totally naked, feeling his dick and caressing it with his hand, while evaluating in his day-dream that special moment; when the hard cock he was holding in his hand, was going to penetrate his first virgin. He planned it perfectly, first Kara and then later on, Syna. He planned the method he wanted to act during Kara’s break-in, with a different technique prepared for Syna.



In actual fact both virginities went according to plan. While making love to Syna and after he broke her cherry he was planning another technique for Ophelia, which definitely enhanced the hardness of his manhood.



The time had arrived and Sam was ready to take Ophelia’s virginity. He let her relax and return from any of the planets she had visited. Sam had moved his hand away from between her legs. He also calculated that before eight that evening Sam had to clear the apartment as his mother would be expected back.



He moved on the bed on all fours as he watched Ophee’s face with a slight smile on her face. Her eyes were still closed. Her heart was still hammering. He waited until she started to relax. He had to wait longer than he thought, although his hands were aching to start touching some of her erogenous zones.



At last, another smile escaped, followed by a slight shallow opening of one of her eye lids.



‘What happened, Sam? Stunned; Ophee asked.



‘Did you ever touch your pussy? Sam asked.



‘What do you mean, masturbating? Ophee enquired.



‘In a way, yes, that’s what I’m asking.’



‘Many times Sam; I masturbated. But nothing ever happened, like what happened now. What happened… was something out of this world. I already know that I am going to miss; when you Sam, leave Athens for good.’



Sam ignored to answer, but was more interested to go to the next level. He got closer to her and took her light body in his arms, lifted her head and kissed her. Their lips pressed against each other and their tongues entwined as they played their little game.



They did not take a long time; kissing and sucking on each other’s tongue as Sam broke the kiss.



‘Ophee, are you ready for the next act.’ Sam asked with a little kiss which followed with a lick of her nose.



‘More than you can believe. Yes; I don’t think I can wait… more. Does it hurt Sam?’ She fearfully asked.



‘Your little slit is cute, and the little virgin hole you have, felt very small. May I have another good look?’ Sam asked.



She started to open her legs, pulling them towards her by holding them from behind the knees. Sam became fascinated as she opened herself wide open. Her cute slit opened. The smooth pinkish coloured skin between her pouty lips was glistening in the light, which was coming from the hanging chandelier.



Sam took his position between her legs, separated further the labia magiora together with the two thin wings of the labia minora, exposing the holes, one below the other with the canopy and the little clit hidden on top. It was the smallest pussy Sam had seen during the yet short experience. The few others he had experienced all were slightly longer with bigger lips. He carefully examined the virgin entrance, tried to push the lips sideways to check how far it could expand.



Not much he thought; but there was no alternative. Ophee wanted Sam to be the one to take her cherry, and sure he was not going to break her heart. His only problem was whether the plan he had prepared will work or not. He was determined to try it and only hoped, that she would not hesitate, and back off.



‘Are you sure you are ready to give me your virginity?’ Sam gave her a kiss on her lips as he stopped asking.



Her hands went round his shoulders and pressed him to herself, while kissing him back. She took her time but as soon as she broke the kiss she took his hard dick with one of her hands and shouted in his ear. ‘I can’t wait a second more Sam. If you don’t want to fuck me with this, I’m going to use my fingers.’



‘No way are you going to use your fingers; not when my hard dick had been hungrily waiting, to break inside your body. Will you do as I say?’ Sam asked.



‘Anything you ask; will be obeyed.’ Ophee answer back with a smile.



Sam lay down on his back on the bed. His hard dick looked like a monster resting against his pelvis ready for Ophee to take her position.



‘Ophee, please, get down between my legs, on all fours and start to suck my waiting dick while I will enjoy what you are going to do.’



Naturally as agreed before hand, Ophee immediately took the position as ordered and took Sam’s dick with one hand and stead it straight up, pushed her hand down, exposing the head as the foreskin rolled back and started to lick the underside of the ridge and around the gland.



Sam enjoyed the gentle feeling of her tongue as it brushed against the hard purple bulbous head. She teased him a few times as she was licking the little hole with the flowing pre-cum, her hand moved up and down covering and exposing the head.



Sam was anxious as much as she was. He stopped her and asked her to move on top of his body. ‘That’s great. Now I want you to lower your little pussy against my dick and move forwards and backwards, massaging your labia against my hardness. Make sure that your clit will also be pressing, you know. Now bring your face against mine as I want to enjoy kissing those small lovely lips of yours. I want to get some feedback, get the feelings which you will be enjoying.’



‘I never thought you became such as expert.’ While she was saying so she lowered her pussy, mashing it against his real hard dick. She pressed it hard as she lowered her lips, which gently met Sam’s. It was at that moment that she started to move as he had instructed her. There wasn’t a problem of lubrication as there was enough liquid flowing out from between her labia.



In no time Sam’s dick became covered with her thick natural lubricant. They started teasing each other while they started sucking on each other’s lips. Ophee’s body started to shake as she became hotter and more sexually excited than before. She was young and sexually immature, therefore the heat increased quickly, through her body. The faster she cum the faster and the harder she was driving her pussy against Sam’s hard dick.



Sam was also becoming a little bit cautious as his cock had already been a few times on the brink of exploding. He managed to keep it in check, but was not sure for how long. Ophee on the other hand did not make things easy; she was just going crazy. The ultimate pleasures she was enjoying were not going to change to anything. She was trying to experiment but her body was on fire. Every time Sam touched somewhere close to her erogenous parts Ophee melted like butter. She couldn’t wait to feel Sam’s hard monster inside her still virgin pussy.

But Sam had other ideas for Ophee’s pussy. The time was passing and there were a few things he still wanted to try. He wanted to experiment. Ophee was the third virgin he was about to deflower.



She was unstoppable and he had to push her back as he was sure in no time he was going to loose his hardness, not to mention making a huge mess. He was not in the mood to leave the bed covers all covered in spunk, although there were already drops of blood and pussy juices on the white sheet, if not also on the mattress itself. But he knows that his mother was already informed that virgins were his guests.



Sam also; did not forget that during the previous activities with Kara and Syna he had cum about six times. Kara and Syna were unstoppable. The more the time passed the more sexually excited they become. Therefore he was very careful not to blow an extra load before his next baby-doll was ready; legs wide open exposing a very high active wet pussy. He was expecting that he have to give Ophee at least a couple of loads, before she would be happy to say goodbye.



‘Sam; why the hell did you push me, away? It was the greatest orgasm I had ever enjoyed, not to mention the previous ones.’ Ophee cried.



‘I had to stop for a little while.’ Sam answered.



‘I know, I could have taken it in my mouth if you had alerted me.’



‘Who told you I wanted to give it to you in your mouth?’ Sam asked.



‘I just thought. So where were you going to shoot it?’



‘Interesting language; eeehh! If you want to know the truth, I was expecting to shoot it straight inside that hot little pussy of yours; as soon as I stick this hard headed dick of mine into your little tight waiting wet virgin twat.’ Sam told her precisely what he had in my mind.



Sam’s dick was hard and he noticed that it was stretching longer.



‘It’s time we do it sweetie. Come back on top, as you had done before. Yes that is very, very exciting. Now take my dick in your hand… straighten it upwards… eeemm gooodd. Now slowly lower your pussy on the head… yesss that’s right… more … more.’



‘It can’t go lower Sam, it’s jammed.’



‘Not for long. If you move your little pussy a bit forward, it may find the entrance to your little virgin hole.’ Sam directed with a tease.



‘Am I going to…’



‘Yes sweetie that’s what you are going to do…’ I explicitly asked her to.



As she located the entrance she tried to descend slowly, but she immediately was shocked. Not much progress took place. Sam’s hard dick was quite thick and with her cutie small body her hole was too tight.



She pushed her ass down, forcing her opening to stretch. When she felt a little bit of discomfort, she became scared. She could not go all the way and have Sam’s dick deep inside her body; something she had dreamed a few times in the last twenty four hours. She did not mention the countless times she masturbated and brought herself loads of pleasure to her body, thinking of Sam’s dick penetrating her virgin vagina.



A few days before; a friend of her’s had told her how painful it was when her boyfriend just stuck his dick straight in, in one unexpected instant shot; which had tore her hymen to pieces.



Ophee became scared, but kept pushing her vagina downwards, slowly until she felt the purple head crossing the threshold, through the opening. She felt the opening stretching in every direction, but there was no, yet pain. The head was uncovered as the foreskin had rolled backwards.



Sam was looking into her eyes watching for any sign of fear. Kara and Syna were different; he was in charge. With Ophee he wanted to find out how far a woman was ready to go; to break her own hymen.



A little bit more and Ophee received the first shock. A light touch of pain! She watched Sam and waited while her hymen was still pressed against the head of his cock, which was partly hidden within the opening of her twat.



She lifted her body upwards, enough not to loose the head from the opening. Without any fear she tried again by descending her body, pushing the hymen further, stretching it more than she had done in the first try.



The pain was real, but Ophee kept pushing until she could not keep going. She stopped, scarred as the pain became unbearable. She did not budge. She just stayed there, while more of Sam’s dick was hidden inside her vagina. Nearly the whole of the head was in.



Sam patiently waited for that special moment. But naturally he started to get worried. But he was extra worried if his dick would explode and loose the hardness before the deflowering. It was becoming more exciting; the waiting for that special short moment. Was she ready to break it or not? The pressure of the head was not only physically felt by Ophelia, but Sam was also feeling the pressure on his dick; which at those exciting moments… was ready to make a mess on his sister’s bed.



Although the bed had already been tainted with Kara’s and Syna’s hymen breaking blood, a little bit more was not going to make much of a difference. Maybe his mother will be proud of him; Sam thought. She had already showed her satisfaction about his hanging masterpiece.



‘You look scarred, sweetie?’ Sam asked.



‘Well… it started to hurt, although not much… yet. I will try again… but may I ask why you are torturing me?’



‘Am I? I offered you the possibility to do it yourself, at your own leisure.’ Sam answered. ‘I want you to try again. I think now you can … I know for sure, you want to do it.’



‘Yes Sam I want to do it… but I was expecting that you were going to break it, not me.’ She said with a slight disappointing look in her eyes.



She nearly started to cry. A sweet look into Sam’s eyes told him everything.



But Sam was in another world waiting and watching. Her reactions told him, as much as he had already learned from Kara and Syna.



He looked into Ophee’s eyes, waiting. Her eyes were covered in tears like some hungry person asking the providence to give her food. Her thighs lifted slightly upwards. Sam waited; still their eyes were focused on each other’s.



Ophee kissed him on his lips as she slightly lifted her body until the head of his hard dick sat at the very entrance of her vagina.



Their lips were still stuck against each other, their tongues slightly touching. The blood was starting to boil in both bodies. Sam’s dick had already been a couple of times on the verge of exploding. He managed to keep cool, waiting for Ophee to push herself down as he enjoys the pleasure and the satisfaction of her hymen; breaking.



‘Was she ready to do it herself?’ A question Sam had asked himself a few times, during the last few minutes. He wanted to know the answer and he will soon know it.



Ophee’s body started to descend again a little bit faster, but suddenly stopped just before the hymen was about to collide with his hard waiting cock. Their mouths were still connected. Ophee became hotter and hotter as Sam could feel the way her body was shaking. She backed back and lifted her body upwards. Then her body went down again, quicker but stopped short of pushing her hymen through.



Actually Ophee started to fuck herself as she started to go up and down on his cock. Her body continued to vibrate as she was hitting the most sensitive parts at the entrance of her vagina, but she became sceptic if she could push all the way down.



Sam, even though he was becoming worried he waited as if the opening of her vagina was becoming too sensitive to receive his hard bulbous head, deeper into her interior. His big worry was; if nothing happens very soon, a mess was obvious.



When the next descent of Ophee’s pussy came down rather like a thunderbolt, Sam pushed his body upwards and Ophee’s hymen was rapidly shredded to pieces.



‘Auuuch… you bastard… auuch… auuch. Gooohh it really hurts.’



A sweet smile came on her face. She hugged Sam and thanked him for helping her doing it.



His big dick at last was totally embedded into Ophee’s cute little pussy. They stayed connected while Ophee started to relax; her vagina filled and stretched for the first time, to capacity.



‘Thanks Sam for your help… I don’t know what to say, except that I’m very, very proud of you. It feels really big Sam… At one point I thought it will never get inside my little hole.’ She tried to find words as her eyes were covered with tears of happiness. She was so happy. And so happy she was.



‘Are you still in pain?’ I asked.



‘Yes it still hurts a little, but that’s not a problem. I think that there may be a lot of blood.’ Ophee wondered.



‘Like to lift yourself and see if there is blood, but first…’ Sam looked into her eyes. ‘Fuck yourself few times but don’t take it out all the way, just two or three times. Do it slowly so you will get used to it.’



Without answering Ophee immediately started to lift herself up slowly, while Sam tried to look between their bodies. The red colour of blood was evident, sticking to his hard phallus. Ophee continued moving up and down and on the third she pressed her body downwards until she felt the hard head pushing the opening of her womb backwards.



Ophee let a few seconds to pass while enjoying the feelings of her achievement. Having her most intimate fantasy satisfied; it was the fulfilment of her ultimate ambition, at that particular moment in life. It was something she wanted. Ophee always believed; that loosing her cherry must be done before her teens were over.



She watched Sam’s face, that smile of another achievement, the third in one day. He himself could not believe his luck. Hera promised him something also, but she did not reveal any information. He could not wait until the morning. The next day he was going to spend his last day in Athens for many months to come, maybe even years. He still could not redeem himself from what his sister put him through.



Ophee lifted herself slowly upwards until Sam’s dick jumped out of her vagina. She moved backwards on her knees to examine what Sam’s red coloured dick looked like. She looked at it as it was resting on his stomach still in all its glory. Covered with her juices mixed with streaks virgin blood, it looked astonishing. Slowly she took it in her hand and examined it as she changed positions, moving it around in her hand. Her mouth came down and took the hard head in, licking the mixed juices which were stuck to it.



‘Sweetie, I need your panties…?’ Sam was asking…



‘No way are you going to mess my panties, Sam. They are part of a set my mother bought me for my birthday.’ Ophee quickly shut him off as she shouted back at him.



‘So what’s the problem… give me both the panties and the bra.’ Sam hit back as Ophee took the previous position and lowered her pussy while she held Sam’s dick straight upwards filling her vagina again to the brim.



‘Ohhhh Sam this feels great. I never thought you are so big, although from what I heard, the rumour was that you were, well endowed.’ Ophee commented.



‘I think it was my cousin who told you so, but what about your panties.’



Ophee lifted herself up until the head was about to drop out. She was quick to fill herself, full again. Up and down she fucked herself as her juices flowed together with a quick orgasm that shook her body. She continued a few more ups and downs until she exploded in a huge orgasm that shook not only her body but also the bed.



Sam was on the brink of filling her up, but she jumped off the bed, went to his sisters drawers and after opening two or three; she found the one with the panties and all sorts of other underwear, some of it very expensive.



She took the sexiest silky see through knickers, walked towards the bed with the knickers wide open hanging from her hands. As she got close she made it in ball and lifter one of her legs which she rested on the bed. With Sam watching astonishingly she opened her hot smelly wet pussy to Sam’s delightful eyes.



Sam was stunned but said nothing. Ophee looked downwards towards her pussy and with the knickers in her hand she cleaned the crack between her pouty lips including pushing one finger, which she had covered with the silky panties to collect more of what was still inside her vagina.



‘I told you Sam; that it’s something impossible. In no way I’m going to be in trouble with my mum. I will be in enough shit and I have to be very careful she will not find out that I had been fucked and lost my virginity.’



‘Does she want you to be a virgin until marriage?’ I asked.



‘Probably that’s what her dreams were, but I always wanted to try and find out what it really feels like, getting a big cock inside my pussy not to mention how many times I had visualized the actual loss of my hymen.’



‘What about the panties then?’ Sam asked again.



‘Well you have your sister’s knickers; your obsession is what they were smeared with; which means my smelly liquids, my blood and hopefully in a short time will be also mixed with your sperm.’



That was the moment when Ophee again took her position lying down on her back. Sam immediately knew what she wanted. He took a cushion and as Ophee lifted her ass he pushed it underneath, lifting her vaginal opening higher.



She opened her legs as wide as she could. She was determined to enjoy every second of that adventure, the dream she had dreamed so many times and which she was actually living.



Sam knelt between Ophee’s legs watching the juices which were still flowing from between her slightly opened pussy. At one point their eyes met and both of them smiled at each other; it was a smile of two really satisfied human beings.



He then lowered and focused his eyes on her vaginal lips, while he continued bending forward until his lips touched her clit. His tongue passed against it and her body exploded. He felt the tremors flowing through her body as his tongue continued to vibrate against her engorged sensitive clit.



Ophee was going wild. The pleasures she was enduring were incredible. The more her body trembled the more Sam continued to thrash her clit with his tongue and lips. She exploded again. It was then that she closed her legs tight against the sides of his head and with her hands she pressed his head and his mouth harder against her pussy. She cried and shouted while Sam; rather more experienced, he managed to find a way to stick a finger inside her vagina and search for her G-spot.



That was the last straw which Ophee wanted. Her body was totally lost into a mind blowing orgasm. She cried and she shouted. She lifted her legs and crossed them against Sam’s back holding him tight while she pushed her pussy upwards and pressed it harder against his mouth.



Her body not only trembled and shook, but she continued to cry and shout with the pleasures she was experiencing at Sam’s newly acquired knowledge. Ophee kept cumming and cumming while all sorts of cries and movements took place on Sam’s sister’s bed.



Sam pulled his finger out of her vagina and shoved it in, the lower hole; straight into her ass. There was pain as he just pushed it straight in, but Ophee was so lost in what she was feeling that she did not even knew what had happened. Sam gave her a few thrusts in and out of her ass and pulled it away. He even pulled his mouth away and tried to escape from the way she imprisoned him, with her body.



As Sam got away from her, he watched her wriggling on the bed, her legs wide open and her engorged pouty lips nearly spread out. She looked incredibly beautiful. Her cute small body, those beautiful small bums still resting on the cushion were delightful. Sam immersed himself in that particular moment of craving for that amazing little portal of love, which Ophee was endowed with.



Ophee precisely knew what Sam was looking at and what he was thinking. With her hands, Ophee stretched her small swollen lips to the sides, leaving that glorious little picky valley she totally exposed. She stretched it further until all the little details were totally exposed to Sam’s eyeful desires.



Sam’ eyes were focused, exactly where Ophee wanted them. Sam waited a few more long seconds. Then he grabbed her and turned her over on her stomach. Instantly he lifted her from her hips, up until she was on all fours, with her knees resting on the edge of the bed.



Quickly, Sam knelt on the floor, and looked at that magnificent scene. His tongue crawled out and moved slowly along the bottom of the valley from where he took a quick taste of the flowing cocktail. Ophee moaned as she felt his tongue ploughing between the walls of her valley, the valley which is every man’s desire, from her clit up to her asshole.



Her ass wriggled as Sam repeated the same move for a few times more, licking and collecting what was flowing out of her portal of love.



Ophee’s body started to shake, another orgasm started to flow through the veins of the inexperienced lady. But Sam immediately got on his feet, took his roaring hard cock in his hand; and point blank pushed it straight all the way inside the burning walls of her vagina.



Ophee was aware of what she expected. She tried to hold back and enjoy the feeling of his organ fucking her from behind. She wanted to really feel, and enjoy the tension of the movement of Sam’s cock, stretching her tight vaginal tube to extremes, she never expected.



She knew she would not last long before she melts into another orgasm, but she managed a few slow trusts which really gave her that feeling; that sensation she actually wanted to feel. After every stroke, Sam increased the speed until his hard swelling cockhead was fucking her, in and out, until he was on the brink of shooting the first load inside her vagina.



Naturally Ophee had already been lost into another mind blowing orgasm. With the second shot of hot lava, which had erupted out of the end of the little oval hole, Sam blocked the rest of the sperm by tightening two fingers around the base, pulled his dick out, and while Ophee was still lost; he pointed it at her asshole. He pressed the head against the little darkish rosebud, then he gave it a push and in an instant the thick purple head was inside; behind the sphincter muscles.



Ophee was stunned. ‘Fuck Sam… What the hell did you do…aaauchch.’



Unfortunately Ophee was too lost in the pleasure of the moment; but Sam just let his fingers off and what was left of the sperm ended up lubricating the inside of her anal tube.



Sam kept his mouth shut and as soon as his dick empted the rest of the sperm it became easy to press the rest of his still hard dick all the way inside. She insulted Sam a few times for the eventful intrusion in the wrong hole; although in Sam’s vision that’s what he had planned as he got her on all fours.



The movement of his hard monster, as somebody had called it; it became very fruitful, as soon as Ophee started to enjoy the pleasures of anal sex. Sam increased the speed to try and hold his cock in and as hard as he could.



Ophee moaned and started to buck back, but this time Sam’s dick needed a rest. He had to pullout and relaxed, at least for a good few minutes. There were still, at least a couple of hours left before he could call his mother and tell her that the coast was clear.



The rest of the time, Sam and Ophee had indulged into all types of sexual situations where they ate each other, either the two together or on individual basis. Sam wanted to experiment, so they could learn more and guide each other through the process. Ophee wanted to go slow and enjoy the sensations and emotions while Sam ate and licked her vaginal area, massaged her clit simultaneously with her G-spot; licked her asshole, her nipples and even together, while fingering her pussy.



They also fucked in different positions. Ophee became adventurous. She wanted to experience different positions while they talked, discussed and enjoyed some great mind blowing orgasms. His last orgasm which he tried to hold back, he shot most of the sperm into her mouth and the rest on her breasts, with which Sam massaged her nipples.

“The Senator has been shown to your chamber, Mistress,” Felicity announced in her soft voice.



Roxanna ceased her pacing and smiled at the beautiful young slave. “Thank you, Felicity. Inform Ajax that I am not to be disturbed.” Felicity nodded obediently and withdrew from the study in silence. Roxanna closed her eyes and took a deep breath. It was imperative that she appear calm, despite the anticipation that had haunted her every action throughout this day, which had stretched into what felt like an eternity. She walked down the corridor and through the peristyle at her normal, leisurely pace and did not hesitate when she reached the doors of her chamber.



He sat upon the edge of the bed with his arms crossed, looking perfectly at ease. Roxanna welcomed him with a warm smile, “Good evening, Caesar.”



He returned her smile, “Good evening, Roxanna.” His eyes traveled slowly down her body and just as slowly back up. She was dressed in the latest fashion, a close-fitting gown made of the famed Coan fabric. The material came from the East, carried by heavily guarded caravans to Egypt, where it was exported by sea. Rumor held that it was woven from webs of spiders that were fed on honey and wine. Caesar held little faith in such a rumor, but the cloth had an exquisite texture and was remarkably sheer. Roxanne’s gown was a pale yellow that made the matching flecks in her green eyes sparkle, though the translucence of the material made it difficult for him to focus on her eyes. “Now I understand why the censors have banned Coan cloth; we men would never get any work done if such gowns were allowed in public.”



Roxanna raised one brow, “If either of the censors’ wives were able to wear the cloth without looking like something freshly escaped from an Egyptian tomb, it would not have been banned.”



Caesar laughed. “You are well versed in our political system.”



“I know enough,” she responded. “Will you have some wine,” she asked, gesturing toward a small citrus wood table flanked by two finely carved chairs.



“Perhaps later,” he answered, rising to his feet and approaching her. “I am anxious to begin. Besides, you are quite capable of robbing me of my wits without the assistance of wine.”



“Your work as an advocate has made you a master of flattery; we can skip that lesson,” she teased. “Kiss me.”



He grasped her upper arms and pulled her to him, immediately tilting his head to access her lips.



Roxanna stepped back. “It is your nature to be direct, a rare and admirable trait in a politician. This, however, is not politics. What transpires between lovers in moments of intimacy is never political, no matter what power either, or both, parties may wield publicly. True passion cannot be ignited until both participants set aside all other motives. If you would be sure that your partner has set aside her motives, you must disarm her.



“Do not treat her as a slave to be used for your pleasure. Approach her as you would a goddess. Worship her with your eyes. Make her feel that she is the only woman in the world and that you cherish her above all things. You may lead her to the pathway, but never push her. She will let you know when she is ready to proceed. Now, try again.”



Caesar stepped forward, raising one hand to caress the side of her face, his eyes softly imploring hers for a moment and then moving up to her hair, which he stroked with his other hand. He turned the hand caressing her face and gently brushed his knuckles down its length, bringing them to rest beneath her chin. His eyes met hers again as he tipped her face up and leaned in, dropping his eyes to her lips as he tilted his head. He met her eyes once more as he moved closer still and finally brushed his lips against hers.



Roxanna stood perfectly still as Caesar kissed her upper lip and then her lower lip. He pulled away only enough to implore her again with his eyes. She raised her hands to his shoulders and parted her lips. He took a single small forward step, stroking the hand that still rested upon her hair downward to cup the back of her head as his lips pressed against hers more firmly. She kissed back, savoring his soft strokes upon her face and the gentle pressure of his lips.



The kiss was no less disarming for her having revealed the method to him. Caesar was making her ache for him and she ran her hands up the back of his neck, pulling him closer as she yielded her mouth to him, hungry to taste him. He obliged her, parting her lips with the tip of his tongue. She met it with her own and the kiss deepened as they explored each other’s mouths.



Roxanna dropped one hand from his neck, snaking it beneath his arm so she could rub it over his muscular back. This provided her the leverage she needed to pull the length of his body directly against hers.



With one hand still cupping her head, Caesar ran the other down her back, pressing her even more tightly against him.



Roxanna moaned, feeling his hardness against her. She knew if she allowed him to continue, she would soon lose the capability to think rationally. Her extended self-imposed celibacy worked against her, as did the wonderfully strong mutual attraction between them. Her body was on the verge of mutiny when she stepped away, wrapping her empty arms around her body as she took a deep breath.



Caesar glared at her in frustration, “What did I do wrong this time?”



“Wrong?” Roxanna’s heart was pounding. “You did nothing wrong. That kiss was enough to make a Vestal forget her vow.”



“You resisted it easily enough!” Caesar’s desire morphed into anger.



Roxanna’s desire followed suit. “Easy, was it? Your thinking flies in the face of convention. Women are weak; we are slaves to our passions. Is this not what those learned Greek philosophers say of us? Charlatans! Men know nothing of the battles women fight within ourselves. You have no idea what it is like to try to try to outsmart your own body!” She turned away from him, her eyes searching for something, anything that might ease the turmoil inside her body. She focused on the pitcher of wine and stalked toward it.



She was halfway to the table when Caesar’s strong hand closed around her arm and spun her around to face him. “Why, Roxanna? Why do you fight this battle? What is the purpose?!” He released her arm and the anger seemed to drain out of him. His voice was soft when he continued, “We have set out upon a path that will inevitably lead to your bed.”



Roxanna sighed and laid a hand upon his cheek. “If I allow myself to fall victim to my desire I will lose my objectivity. You sought me out for my insight and my unique view of such situations- those are the foundations of my objectivity. I will not rob you of that.” She pulled her hand away and cleared her throat. “Forgive my outburst; anger goes hand in hand with passion and they are easily interchanged.”



Caesar took her hand and looked into her eyes. “Objectivity can as easily be lost in self denial, Roxanna. It is I who sought out this path and I am confident that you shall lead me to its destination, but this is not a forced march. We are free to take shortcuts and nothing will be lost if we double back.”



Roxanna squeezed his hand briefly and smiled up into his dark eyes, “Then let us continue.”



She took another deep breath and shook her head as if to clear it. “You kiss extremely well; that will lend itself nicely to the next task I have set for you,” her smile was wickedly suggestive. She walked past him and came to a stop beside her bed, reaching for the sash of her gown.



Caesar watched as Roxanna untied, unwrapped, shrugged and wiggled, reducing the act that every woman in his life had ritualized to the point that it required an inordinate amount of time and at least one servant, to a simple process taking less than a minute. The end result was the same as it had been the first time he had seen her perform it; her gown lay pooled at her feet.



She turned and beckoned him with a tilt of her head before lying on the bed. He needed no further prodding, though he stopped at the edge of the bed, feasting his eyes upon her body as he awaited her instruction.



Roxanna lay on her left side, her feminine curves most fetchingly showcased in profile. Her left arm was bent beneath her and she absently stroked the linen coverlet with the delicate knuckles of her left hand. A tendril of hair had fallen across her neck and she twisted its end with the fingers of her right hand as she studied the man standing above her. She waited until his eyes rested on hers before speaking. “Have you guessed the subject of this lesson, Caesar?”



“You wish to teach me the art of kissing the lips I have yet to taste,” his eyes ran to the fork of her thighs, lingering for a moment before he dragged them back up to her face. His desire was evident.



Her answer was spoken in the honey and incense voice that had haunted his mind since the last time he had heard it. “Yes, I do.”



Caesar began lowering himself to the bed, but she stopped him.



“Wait. Allow me to explain what is almost certainly about to happen; I want no further misunderstandings this night.”



He drew himself up to his full height, his look expectant but impatient. His breathing was already quickening. Roxanna’s eyes fell longingly to his stomach. It was obvious that he had foregone the subligaculum when he had dressed for this evening. The desire he had so easily kindled with his kiss now returned and gripped her in its full power.



Caesar was surprised at how quickly the honey left her voice tonight, how smoky it was as she began her explanation. “Unless I am mistaken, and I rarely make such mistakes, we are about to reverse our roles and I shall be at your mercy.”



Caesar unconsciously fisted his hands at her revelation. He was hungry to control her, to possess her, to own her.



Roxanna continued, “I have never been at the mercy of a man, not in this way. I have been three years without a lover and was comfortable in this choice- but you have awakened a longing in me such as I have never known. My body screams out for you even now, and its demands are soon to redouble. You will annihilate me, but I am a proud creature and will not be satisfied with a quick route; I would have the battle rage for as long as possible. First, I must prepare you for that battle. Undress.”



Caesar sat on the bed as he unfastened and removed his sandals, then he stood and pulled the tunic over his head, dropping it as soon as he was free of it. He made to join her on the bed, but she halted him again.



“No. Let me look at you first,” Roxanna whispered. He stood again, though his desire and impatience made it difficult not to fall upon her.



He had never removed his tunic during their first encounter and now Roxanna marveled at his body. She had already developed a deep appreciation of his strong arms and muscled legs, those parts revealed by his tunic. Now she saw those things that the tunic hid, the sculptured muscles of his broad shoulders, and the hint of muscle beneath the skin of his flat stomach, the thickness of his strong thighs. The ache inside her caused her to shift upon the bed. “Turn,” she purred, almost unaware that she had spoken at all. The broad shoulders tapered into his straight, strong back. His buttocks were those of a Greek statue, carved of pure muscle. He turned back to face her unbidden and she finally allowed herself to look at that part of him she most wanted to see. Her silence was broken by a long shuddering sigh and she pressed her thighs together in a thwarted attempt to relieve that ache inside of her, the ache he was so perfectly made to relieve. His length was impressive, but she had never seen a man of such length who possessed the thickness that would render his manhood truly amazing. Until now. He was rigid with desire, the swollen head unsheathed. Standing straight, it obscured his navel. Roxanna suddenly realized that, other than his thick mane of blonde hair and his brows, his body was completely free of hair.



She raised herself to a sitting position and moved to the center of the bed. Drawing herself to her knees, she raised her eyes to his. “Lay on your back.”



Caesar did as he was told, resting his head upon her cushions, never looking away from her.



Roxanna lifted his right leg, ducking underneath it. Caesar instinctively shifted on the bed, centering her between his spread legs. Roxanna ran her hands over the thick muscles of his thighs, her eyes focused unwaveringly upon her prize. She blinked and raised her eyes to his long enough to growl, “Gods, how I want you,” her words so slurred by desire that he barely understood them at all. She grasped the tops of his thighs and bent over him. He closed his eyes against the power of the sight.



Roxanna began with his full, smooth scrotum, running her tongue against it in long, slow strokes. She then kissed the swollen hardness of his testicles before slowly increasing the suction over one until she drew it gently into her mouth and rolled her tongue over it before releasing it and giving the same attention to its mate. She brought one hand to his sac and gently stroked, squeezed and rolled as she moved her mouth over the base of his throbbing member. Opening her mouth wide above it, she did not make contact, but moved up the length of his shaft, wrapping it in the warmth of her breath alone. She hovered over its head, alternating the warm, moist breath of her open mouth with puffs of cool air from puckered lips. Caesar moaned as she drew a constant dripping flow of thick, clear fluid from his engorged weapon without a single touch.



She returned to its root and employed her tongue, licking him from base to just below the sensitive tip before withdrawing and returning to his base to repeat the motion, working her way around his circumference, lifting his phallus away from his belly with her fingers in order to reach every surface. When she reached her starting point, she puckered her lips and blew cool air along its length before taking the weeping head into her mouth and sucking it gently.



Caesar groaned, pulling the coverlet into his tightly fisted hands. He opened his eyes and watched as Roxanna lowered her mouth over him. She stopped two inches short and lifted her head slowly, her tongue flicking the sensitive flesh now inside her mouth. She immediately lowered her mouth on him again and soon set a rhythm of slow torture. She took more of him in each descent until he met the resistance of her throat. The next time she descended, he felt her throat constrict against his head. She lifted her eyes to his; hers brimmed in the tears of her exertion, which served to magnify the desire in them.



Roxanna lifted her head completely off of him now to catch her breath and then focused her attention upon his sensitive head, sucking it and flicking its sensitive underside with her tongue before engulfing it in her mouth again and bobbing her head, combining the sensations of sucking, flicking and sliding in and out of her lips. Caesar entangled the fingers of his right hand in her hair, alternating between watching her suck him and closing his eyes to maintain control.



He was oblivious to his own long, low moan and its slow rise in volume, but when Roxanna moaned against his head, his eyes snapped open immediately. Her sound was trapped behind her lips, which were closed tightly against his member and it seemed that the sound itself danced against him. His control slipped away as his eyes clouded with pleasure. Just before she tipped him over the edge, his mind flashed in a warning that echoed two words she had spoken earlier, “No misunderstandings.”



He raised his head and panted, “Roxanna!”



She increased her pace, flicking her tongue relentlessly against the incredibly sensitive spot beneath the head. She met his eyes and the corners of her mouth curled into a smile around him. The sight hurled him into the abyss of ecstasy.



Roxanna spread her fingers on his thighs, bracing herself for the two inevitable actions she knew he would undertake the moment the remaining shreds of his cultured manner gave way to primal instinct.



Caesar grabbed the back of her head with both hands, pushing down as he thrust himself up and deeper into her mouth. Anyone who heard his cry unknowing its context would have believed it to be one of anguish.



Roxanna fed greedily upon his salty seed, swallowing it almost as fast as he delivered it. Not wishing to cause him pain, she ceased her ministrations upon him as he calmed, but she was not willing to release him from her mouth until she was certain he had given her every drop. Satisfied that he had, she rocked back up to her knees and smiled down at him, licking her lips.



She rose from the bed and sauntered to the table where she poured water into a cup. She sipped it as she walked to the bed, where she offered it to Caesar. He drained the cup and Roxanna took it back to the table. When she returned to the bed, his breathing was again normal and he lay with his hands entwined behind his head.



“You are mad, Roxanna,” he said, smiling most contentedly.



She sat beside him on the bed, returning his smile. “What makes you think I am mad?”



“You could be the richest woman in Rome,” he answered.



Roxanna shook her head and raised a brow at him, “How so?”



“You earned twenty-five talents from Crassus without laying a finger upon him. What do you think he would pay to have been in my place just now?”



Her smile turned wicked again, an expression he was quickly learning to appreciate, and she lay down beside him. She traced one finger down his chest before answering, “Not nearly as much as he would pay to inhabit the place you shall soon enter.”



Caesar’s eyes twinkled as he rolled to his side, pulling her body against his. “Tell me what to do.”



“Kiss me. Make me want you with the kiss and, when I do, blaze a trail of kisses down my body until I writhe and shudder in my desire for you. When I do so, run your tongue up and down between those lips you have yet to taste. Make me cry out for you. Focus your attention upon the key, suck it and lick it until I beg to have you inside of me. You can enter me with your tongue or your fingers, but keep the other upon that sacred spot. You may continue as long as you like- until I give you… other instructions.”



Her breath had become shallow as she had spoken and he could feel the hardness of her nipples against his chest. Caesar covered her mouth with his own and their tongues danced. She whimpered and pulled him closer but before he could begin his descent, she wrapped her leg around his and pressed herself against his thigh with a long, shuddering moan. “Wait,” she whispered. “I cannot… I am… ohh…”



Roxanna did not need to say anything further; Caesar understood perfectly. He closed his hand around her hip and pressed his thigh up closer between her legs, pulling her hip so she slid forward against him. Roxanna arched her back and bucked her hips, grinding her soaking wet pussy against his thigh as she came.



Caesar was rock-hard again. “Roxanna let me have you! Let me inside of you. Please.”



“No. Not yet,” she groaned. “Lick me, Caesar. Bury your face in my pussy. Do it now!”



Her tone would brook no argument and he obeyed, pushing her onto her back and pulling her legs apart as he positioned himself between them. Her cunt was pulsing, so wet that her juices pooled upon the coverlet. He did as she had instructed, running his tongue up and down the length of her slit. She bucked against him wildly and he could not resist pushing his tongue into her. Caesar pressed his face into her wetness, working his tongue as deeply inside of her as he could. When he came up for air, he licked his way back up to her clit and locked his mouth on it, sucking it.



“Inside me, inside me, inside me… NOW!” she demanded loudly and he pushed two fingers inside her as she came again, her cunt tightening around his fingers.

Chapter 1



Okay, okay, let’s get the laughs over with right now. “Short” career? Just how short is it? Ha, ha. Okay, ready for the real story now?



My name is Marty Green, I work for an advertising agency as an account representative so I’m basically a prostitute. I knew you’d say it if I didn’t.



Anyway, its a fairly large office of a national agency and there are several young women who also work there that I’ve taken some interest in and gotten to know a bit. That’s what led to this whole thing happening.



I had asked one, Dani, to have a drink after work one afternoon and after we had ordered, she said, “I mentioned we were having a drink and some of my girlfriends from work wanted for me to ask you a question?”



Yes, being a bit of a wise guy, I riposted, “Whatever it is, yes, I will but only one at a time.”



“Well, you may be disappointed. The real question is that there’s four of us who want to go to a male stripper lounge and we just don’t want to go alone. We want a guy with us. Would you go?”



So, I asked what to me, was a sensical question, “Who are the girls?”



“There’s me, of course, Mary Jane, Lissa and Emily, uh, Emily Tyson from Accounting.”



Well, four very attractive young women in their upper twenties and lower thirties. Well, well.



“A male strip club, huh? That would be a first for me, that’s for sure.”



“Yeah, I guess so but we just won’t go without someone to go with us. A guy someone.”



So, I agreed and the date was set for the next Friday.



Over the next few days, I had each one mention to me that they appreciated my going with them and I got the idea that maybe a few guys may have previously turned them down.



So, we all decided to meet and park at a mall nearby the club and I was to have all my drinks paid for by the girls.



Now, I had known these young women at work in a fairly serious work environment (yes, an ad agency can be serious) but in the club, after a few drinks, well, once the guys’ cocks began coming out, well, I thought I was with a bunch of sailors on leave after six months at sea. I had never been to one of these clubs before and never knew there would be groping of the strippers, grabbing their cocks, jacking them, even some sucking and licking going on.



About ten, the girls decided that they had enough and we all left as Dani pulled me aside and asked, “We’re all going to Mary Jane’s for a nightcap. Wanna join us, Marty?”



So, I followed them and we were soon in Mary Jane’s house, a small three-bedroom ranch only about a mile away.



She got some wine poured and handed out, then stood up like she was going to give a toast.



“Well, girls, I think Marty should put on his own show for us, I’ll bet he’s every bit as good as any of the guys at the club.”



They all began cheering me on with shouts of ‘take it off’ and ‘let’s see it,’ and the like. Then the dollar bills started landing at my feet. Well, what is a guy supposed to do faced with a blizzard of ones drifting down at his feet.



“Just a sec, oh, I’ve got just the right music,” Mary Jane announced and soon, a very syncopated rhythm came beating out of her speakers.



Well, to avoid all the boring details, I’m not the most graceful guy in the world, I got down to my navy blue briefs, well bulged out by this time, as I weaved and shook to the music.



It started out pretty tame but once I had my pants off, hands were reaching out pressing on my bulge, dollar bills were being stuffed into my briefs, each one pushed down getting a good feel as they went.



Then, weaving my hips in front of Lissa, she put her fingers under my waistband and pulled straight down, letting my cock exit my briefs and be exposed to them all.



“Oh, look, Marty’s got a nice cock,” squealed Emily.



“Not as big as Rocco’s at the club but, after all it’s right here, and Rocco isn’t,” said Mary Jane as she reached out and took it in her hand and stroked me back and forth.



“Come on, Marty, off with the underpants,” this from Lissa, so I pulled them off and the hoots went up.



“Get some slower music, Mary Jane,” said Emily as our hostess got up and found something much slower which I started moving to.



I went up to Emily and rotated my hips slowly around and around and she leaned forward and slid her lips right down over my cock and started sucking.



“Go, Emily, suck him good, girl, make him cum,” Lissa cried as she slid her hand under my balls and rubbed gently as I was being sucked so nicely.



“I want some, Em,” Dani said, as Emily moved back. I turned to Dani and put my cock right up to her as she gripped it and put the head between her lips and began sucking.



“Oh, look at Marty, he’s in heaven, girls. Dani’s giving him the suck of his life.”



Well, she was, actually, it was quite wonderful and I was convinced that I wanted to get to know Dani much better in the future.



“Don’t make him cum, yet, Dani, I want to suck him,” Mary Jane yelled. Was this the best thing that has ever happened to me, I wondered? What about the poor bastard or bastards who turned them down on accompanying them to the strip club. Mary Jane was now sucking me as the girls were standing around me, their hands all over me.



“Well, I’m joining Marty,” Emily said as she started taking her clothes off. Omigod, I thought this was turning into an orgy and I’m the only guy. She was soon naked and holding me from behind as Lissa moved up to suck me, Emily was rubbing her boobs all over my back as I saw the others also getting naked.



In a minute or so, all five of us were naked and I’m wonderfully out-numbered, a fact that I and my cock were well aware of.



“I’ve got a great idea, girls. But first, Marty…got any plans for the rest of the weekend?”



Well, the truth is, I already had a pretty good idea where this was headed and, short of my own funeral, I was available until eight o’clock Monday morning when I had to be back to work.



“Um, no, my date book seems empty at the moment,” I cleverly replied, at least I thought it was clever.



“Well then, I think we should party with our male stripper all weekend. Who’s for that?” Mary Jane asked and all the girls and me, of course, gave up shouts of agreement. So, the weekend it was.



“Okay, that’s great. Let’s start with a suckathon and see who can get Marty’s cum in their mouth first. One minute per girl. We’ll all sit here on the sofa and Marty, you go from one to the next when I call time. The girl who gets his cum, gets eaten out by Marty, okay? Oh, I guess I should ask Marty if he does oral on women,” which got a big laugh, me included.



“So, I guess he does, now who’s first?” and the girls all sat down on the sofa. There was Dani, Lissa, Emily and Mary Jane.



Dani is the most distinctive being a bright redhead who is only about five feet tall but, now that I’ve seen her naked, oh, my. She has medium-sized breasts with dark red nipples and is freckled all over, even her labia which is pretty and bare.



Lissa is dirty blond with hair down to her nipples which are small and pink, medium breasts and a smooth bare pussy.



Emily, well, Emily is a guy-magnet. Platinum blond, medium height, big breasts, at least D-cup with large pink nipples and a beautiful, just perfect shaved pussy. Easily Playboy centerfold material.



Then, our hostess, Mary Jane, she’s fairly tall, probably around five-seven or -eight, brunette, also large breasts like Emily but with large brown nipples. Oh, and a short landing strip of brown curls above a plump, delicious-looking pussy.



Chapter 2



So, I approached Dani who leaned forward slipping her lips over my cock to begin sucking back and forth. Oh, she was wonderful as she sucked up and down while her hand gently rubbed back and forth along my testicles. She was looking up at me, knowing that she was making me feel out of this world. Oh, and she was so very much.



Then Mary Jane called time and I moved over in front of Lissa who took my cock in her hand, wrapped her thumb and forefinger around the shaft and began jacking back and forth as she slid her lips over the crown and began sucking while her tongue ran around the glans making my heart rate soar.



I liked the way Dani sucked me all the way up and down but for pure pleasure, Lissa was incredible. I let my head fall back as I arched into her as she softly sucked and rubbed my cock tip in her mouth. All too soon it seemed, Mary Jane called time and I reluctantly moved out of Lissa but then shifted eagerly in front of Emily, surely the hottest-looking of the four, as her pretty pink lips parted and surrounded my cock as she took me all the way in and sucked up and down, stopping when she pulled back to suck the tip for a minute then back and forth some more. Oh, it was so, so good.



I couldn’t believe a minute had gone by when Mary Jane said, “My turn,” as she leaned forward with her mouth open as I moved my cock between her lips as they closed and began pulling and sucking me.



Who was best? You’re kidding, right?



Mary Jane, like Lissa was jacking me with one hand and sucking me with her mouth. It was just stunning. I knew I couldn’t last much longer, then Mary Jane backed off and said it was Dani’s turn again so I moved to the other end of the sofa and Dani began again.



Who was best? Well, I did have it figured out. The best one was the one who was sucking me at the moment. And, right then it was Dani, pretty, redheaded Dani. It was close, oh, I was really close to cumming when Mary Jane called time and I moved next to Lissa who eagerly took me inside and began her wondrous oral lovemaking to my member. My head felt like it would explode as she sucked and licked around the tip, then Mary Jane gave time.



I had a cold sweat, I remember, as I moved to Emily who greeted me open-mouthed and took me all the way and began somehow pulsing and sucking on me. It was all I could stand, the male sexual physiology took over and my prostate began pumping semen to the back of Emily’s throat as some evidence of her success oozed out the sides of her pink lips onto her ivory throat.



She backed off my cock and opened her mouth to show the others the strings of cum stretched across as proof of her oral sexual prowess. She got cheered for her feat as I stood there a very happy man, now looking forward to the next stage, getting down between Emily’s legs and eating her perfect pussy which she was presenting to me as I stood there before her.



“There is it, Marty, looks like it’s my turn now. I hope you’re good, maybe I’ll let you do it again,” she said with a cute grin.



I knelt down in front of her, put my hands on her thighs and dipped forward as she leaned back offering me her pussy wide open. I gave it a soft kiss, then began.



My tongue went up and down along the crease between her plump labia, tasting the juices that had collected there; she was wonderful. I moved my hands in and gently eased her open so I could flick my tongue inside getting it all around her vaginal entrance.



“Mmm, oh, I wish we could do this at work. What coffee breaks, we’d all have,” Emily groaned.



“I’ll bet Marty would like that,” one of the girls said, Dani, I think. About then, as I was licking all around inside Emily, I felt a hand underneath me taking my cock and gently pulling it up and down. No idea who it was but it was nice.



I licked up onto her clit which was swollen so I sucked it softly as I slid two fingers inside her and twisted them around rubbing the walls of her vagina and her pussy lips with my thumb. The small hand on my cock was keeping me interested in knowing who might be providing me such enjoyment. How sweet of her.



“Mmm, oh, Marty, yes, right there, oh, just like that, perfect. Mmm.”



I could eat Emily’s beautiful pussy forever, she was so perfect and, naked, just a stunning sight.



“Ohhh, ohhh, yes, uuh, UUH, UUH, UNH, UNH, mmm, oh, feels so good, cumming,yes, mmm, mmm,” she groaned as I felt her shake and tremble.



“Oh, wow, girls, we got the right guy. Marty has a tongue to die for,” Emily gasped.



“Look, he’s nice and hard, too. Here, here’s some cards. Draw and high card gets him next. For anything the winner wants. Well, if that’s okay with Marty?” Mary Jane announced. I quickly nodded that I was game.



It was soon established that I was won by Lissa who wanted to fuck me cowgirl-style, riding me. I got down on the floor and she stood over me, Dani holding my cock steady as she lowered herself down wiggling back and forth, pressing me up into her, then rocking up and down on me.



Mary Jane leaned over me, dropping her boobs in my face, completing my tactile happiness as I began sucking her nipples while getting fucked by Lissa.



Every time she would pull up on me, her pussy tightened around me so it felt like I was being sucked-off my her long, slippery, tight pussy. Just down all the way pressing hard, then slowly rising up, twisting back and forth as she went until all I had left in her was the tip of my cock which she would sometimes take short, inch-long strokes up and down using her pussy lips to fuck my cock’s crown so wonderfully. I have never felt anything better. Lissa could patent that and make millions.



Then, once in a while, she would take a few fast strokes up and down, up and down, the whole length of me.



“Mmm, oh, man, this feels so good,” she panted, then she pushed down all the way on me driving me as deep as I could go, twisting back and forth.



“Oh, this is it, oh, yes, now, now, UUH, UUH, UNH, UMMM, mmm, mmm,” and she began moving up and down faster and faster, it was something I just couldn’t resist as my cum began spurting up into her.



“Oh, I’m cumming, oh, so good, UUH, UUHHN, UUHHN, um, mmm,” I gasped and she bent down to kiss me as I thrust up into her over and over. What a fuck. She was stupendous. I just lay there under her, my head spinning as my cock sent shock waves of ecstasy all over me. Then, she bent over me and swept her beautiful boobs back and forth across my face as I lay there in total bliss.



It was late and Mary Jane made an executive decision that, since it was all her idea and her house, that I would sleep with her. Who was I to argue? There were two other bedrooms and I’m sure the other girls made arrangements for themselves.



I did offer my hostess some oral sex to help her get to sleep which she gladly accepted and by the time she got off, we were both pretty exhausted and were soon asleep in one another’s arms.



As soon as I began to wake I became aware that I wasn’t alone and soon discovered I had my beautiful fellow-employee, Mary Jane, naked next to me. I began feeling her breasts which were so nice and soft and warm and she soon reached over to take hold of my cock, then moved toward me and we kissed each other awake.



She held me tight and rolled onto her back pulling me up over her as she spread her legs open for me. I needed no coaching to know what she was wanting and was soon taking long, slow, deliberate strokes in and out of her as she moved her legs up onto my chest so I could fuck deeply into her.



“Oh, look, they’re at it, come on, we can all watch,” we heard as the other three women filed in the room, still beautifully naked and all stood around the bed to observe our lovemaking.



“Mmm, I love how he takes such long, slow strokes. I want him next, girls,” Dani said, “I’m really horny watching them do it,” she said as she raised her foot up onto the bed and began masturbating as we fucked next to her.



I’ve never fucked to an audience before but, in this case, well, it was pretty erotic, I think for both of us.



“Mmm, oh, slow, yes, go slow, push hard, Marty, push down, make me cum,” she pleaded as she began wiggling her hips back and forth as I pressed down deep.



“Oh, that’s it, yes, yes, UUNH, UUNH, UH, uh, mmm, oh, mmm,” she moaned as I felt a soft hand cup my testicles as I continued fucking Mary Jane. The rubbing of my balls was all I could take as I jammed deep into her and felt the bursts of my semen spraying deeply inside her.



I slowly collapsed over her as I kissed her over and over, her hips moving under me, keeping those wonderful feelings alive.



“Oh, great fuck, guys, you two should do a porn flick,” Emily said as they all laughed.



“We can’t leave you two alone can we?” joked Lissa as she slowly rubbed herself.



“Let’s let Marty and Dani stay here while we all go get some coffee and breakfast made. Maybe he can give her some of his wonderful tongue. My pussy still feels it,” said Emily as Dani got up on the bed and spread her legs wide.



I pulled out of Mary Jane and rolled over between Dani’s legs as the other three went to get breakfast ready.



Her freckled pussy lips were very wet as I licked and licked,



“Mmm, I love a man between my legs eating me better than anything in the world. Oh, Marty, anytime you’re hungry for pussy, I’m your girl. And I love sucking cock. Even at the office, if you want a little relief, let me know. There’s a locked bathroom on the third floor. Nobody ever uses it. Just tell me whenever. Mmm, oh, yeah, any time at all. I know where the key is.”



Well, Dani sure does love oral; that morning she had the strongest orgasm I’ve ever seen, just went bananas and it went on and on. I just kept licking and tonguing her and sucking her clit, she just went and went and went.



Then, she pulled me up to her and wiggled her pussy against my hardened cock so it slipped inside her. I finished getting inside her with a strong push and began fucking her as she weaved and twisted under me.



“Mmm, make me cum again, Marty, I love to cum, oh, I can’t believe that we’ve been working together all this time and now, well, I think you may be in pretty high demand around the office. I just hope I get my share of this nice cock of yours.”



I lifted her legs high and stroked long and deep up and down as she moved her hips around. I was having the most sex of my entire life and it was like I couldn’t get enough, I just wanted more and more.



Then, the other three girls came in.



“Well, look at you two. We’ve got breakfast all made and here you are fucking. Well, come have breakfast when you’re finished. Don’t rush, we’ll keep things warm for you,” Mary Jane said and they left to go and eat.



We did take our time and Dani, who seems to be a ‘cummer,’ got off twice more before I made my deposit deep inside her.



My Saturday and Sunday were the most eventful of my life, oh, by far. I was really never left alone by the four women I was with and I never dreamed I would eat so much pussy as I did that weekend. Of course, I was fucked and sucked beyond my wildest dreams.



Work on Monday was tough. I had several customer calls to make and was walking with a limp most of the day but filled with happy memories.



So, what happened after that?



Well, I often have one of the women stay the night with me at my place or am invited to their’s, so my sexual needs are quite happily satisfied, then about once a month, we have a repeat of our original strip party where I get ravished by them all for the weekend.



I’ve often wondered about two things.



Was there a stupid chap or two who turned down an offer to accompany the four to the male stripper lounge before I was asked? And do most women like looking at naked men like men like looking at naked women?

“Excuse me,” came a voice from right behind my head. Startled, I nearly fell out of my chair. It wasn’t because the voice was that loud, but because I had been drifting off for several minutes and had almost fallen asleep. I turned around to see a middle-aged woman with light bronze skin and dark brown hair. She had a concerned look on her face. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to frighten you,” she said.



“No, no,” I replied groggily, “You didn’t frighten me. What do you need?”



“I just wanted to know what time the pool closed at. I wanted to get a few laps in before heading home.” I turned around and glanced at the clock on the wall behind me. It read 9:45pm, 15 minutes before closing time, which I told her. “Thank you,” she said with a large smile, “I’m Julie, by the way.” She stuck her hand out. I reached out with mine tentatively. The people who swam here usually weren’t this friendly. She grabbed my hand and shook it enthusiastically.



“I’m Melissa,” I mumbled. I still felt half asleep, and her peppiness was starting to get on my nerves.



“Well Melissa, I’ll be in the pool. I will try to keep an eye on the clock but if I swim past closing time just let me know, okay?” she said, still wearing that huge smile on her face.



I was finally beginning to come back to my senses. I was a lifeguard working at the Day and Night Fitness center, a curious name since the place closed every night at ten. It was a Friday night, and the pool had been dead for almost the entirety of my five-hour shift. The pool area consisted of a medium-sized lap pool with a small whirlpool off to the side. For the past hour there had been just one man sitting in the whirlpool, but as long as someone was in the pool area I was required to sit and watch. It was no surprise that I was having so much trouble staying awake.



Julie sauntered passed me on her way towards the pool, and only then did I notice the rest of her body. My mouth fell open in shock. She was wearing a thong! The women who came here usually only wore one-piece swimsuits. It was rare to even see somebody wear a bikini. But here was Julie who not only was wearing a maroon-colored string bikini that left little to the imagination, but she was also wearing a matching thong!



To my dismay I found that I could not stop staring at her. She got to the edge of the pool, set a towel that she had been carrying down on the ground beside her, and started to do stretches. She had the best body that I had ever seen on another woman. I was 19 and was just out of high school. I had been friends with some of the more athletic girls, so I was used to seeing women who were in shape, but Julie was something else! She didn’t appear to have to have an ounce of fat on her, but she was not skinny. She was muscular, but not nearly muscular enough to look grotesque. She has the body that I have always wanted, I thought to myself. I had never gotten into sports while I was in school. I wasn’t overweight by any means, but I still had a thin layer of baby fat that I had yet to get rid of. I continued to watch her. Her breasts were average in size, but very perky. She had wide hips and her butt was wonderfully round.



I stopped. What was I doing? I turned away from her quickly while she was still in the middle of her stretches. I had never found myself admiring another woman like that before. What is wrong with me, I thought to myself, I shouldn’t be looking at her like this! But I couldn’t stop. I was entranced. I slowly moved my gaze back towards her. She was bending over and touching her toes at an angle so that her butt was pointing right towards me! I began to feel a warmth between my legs, and before I could react she slowly stood up straight. She then looked in my direction, gave me a wink, and jumped into the pool.



While she swam laps I tried to make sense of the way that I was feeling. I never had any kind of sexual feelings for a woman before, but there was just something irresistible about Julie. I wasn’t really experienced with this kind of thing either. I had plenty of friends in high school, but they were almost all girls. I became shy and awkward whenever I was around any guys, so I have never had a boyfriend. I continued to try to interpret my feelings until I noticed the man who was originally in the whirlpool get out and dry himself off. He walked towards the locker room leaving Julie and I alone in the pool area. I turned around to look at the clock and saw that it was ten. Julie was still swimming laps and seemed to be oblivious to the time. I realized that I would have talk to her. My stomach sank, but the warmth between my legs returned. I will just tell her she has to leave, and I’ll never have to see her again, I told myself. I slid out of my chair and made my way to the end of the pool. She swam with her face in the water, and as she approached me I could tell that she didn’t notice me. I crouched down and stuck my arm into the water to get her attention. As she reached the end of the pool and my arm she stopped swimming. She lifted her head out of the water, then looked at me and smiled.



“Melissa,” she said in a friendly voice, “is it time for me to get out already?”



I tried to tell her yes, but my voice caught in my throat. What came out sounded more like a squeak than a word, so I just nodded my head. She then pulled herself up and stepped out of the pool before I had a chance to move back and give her some space. I was still crouching, and she had gotten out so quickly that water splashed all over my face. Instinctively, I closed my eyes and wiped myself off. When I opened my eyes again I found myself staring once again at her beautiful butt. This time she was bending over to pick up her towel, and my face was level with it and only a few inches away. My jaw hit the floor. It was the most magnificent thing that I had ever seen. I tried to look away, not wanting her to catch me staring, but I was too transfixed. After what felt like an eternity, but must have only been seconds, she grabbed her towel, stood up straight, and turned around to face me. This left me staring straight at her crotch. Once again I was overcome with her beauty.



Before I had the time to admire this side of her she said, “It was wonderful meeting you Melissa, I hope to see you again.” She held out her hand again.



I finally managed to stand up, but I couldn’t keep my legs from shaking. They felt like rubber. I reached my hand out to grab hers. As we shook hands I managed to say, “You too, Julie.” My voice was wavering and I could feel myself start to blush. I knew that she must have been able to see how nervous I was, and that knowledge only made things worse. Thankfully, with a small wave and another smile she turned away from me and began to make her way towards the locker room. As she walked away I continued to stare; at her legs, at her butt, at her back, at everything. The way her hips swayed, and the way water was running down her body was just intoxicating. Finally she got to the door leading into the women’s locker room and went inside.



I staggered back towards the lifeguard’s chair and sat down. This was just too much too bare. I had never felt this way before, not even with a man let alone a woman. The warmth between my legs was back, this time accompanied by wetness. Oh god, I thought, I can’t do this. But I couldn’t help myself. Female lifeguards were required to wear a one-piece swimsuit covered by a pair of board shorts and a tank top with a lifeguard emblem. The pool area was also completely enclosed, and there were only a small set of windows that looked out on the lobby, which was empty, at least for the moment. I took off the shorts and tank top and made my way to the whirlpool. It wasn’t unheard of for a lifeguard to use the pool for a short while after closing. I turned on the jets and got in. I couldn’t believe that I was actually considering this, but I could no longer deny how turned on I was.



I sat down, facing away from the windows, and quickly moved my swimsuit out of the way. My fingers found my vagina instantly and I shoved them inside. I was too aroused to bother warming myself up first. I pumped my fingers in and out as fast as I could while simultaneously rubbing my clitoris. The pleasure I felt was indescribable. I stopped for a moment to ease the top of my swimsuit down, exposing my breasts. I started to rub them with one hand while I continued to masturbate with the other. The entire time I was thinking about her angelic body; her butt, her breasts, her crotch, they all were flashing through my mind. I continued on for several minutes until I finally felt an orgasm tear through me. My body was on fire. I couldn’t think. It was the best orgasm that I had ever had. Not until I finally came down off of that unbelievable high did I begin to think about what I had just done.



I have just masturbated in a public pool, I thought to myself. Since I had never had a boyfriend I was no stranger to masturbation, but that was always in the privacy of my own room. What I did felt wrong, even if the pool was empty besides me, but as I thought about it more I could feel myself getting hotter, so I pushed it out of my mind. Then I finally remembered what had started all of this in the first place. It was Julie; she was the one who turned me on. I just brought myself to an orgasm while thinking of a woman! Does this mean that I am a lesbian now? No, I still want to be with guys, but then why did Julie affect me this way, am I bisexual?



These thoughts continued to loop around in my head until I finally told myself out loud and with conviction, “I am not a lesbian, I am not bisexual, and I am not a pervert,” I was beginning to feel a little better, “This was just a one time occurrence, and it only happened because of her body. She had the body that I had always wanted, so it was only natural for me to react that way when I saw it.” I had a nagging feeling that my excuse was a weak one, but I pushed that thought out of my mind.



I still have to close the pool, I realized. It was 10:15 now, and if I didn’t finish putting everything away, locking everything up, and didn’t clock out by 10:30, then I would be in trouble. I rearranged my swimsuit and got to work. I went fast and was finished by 10:20. I grabbed the clothes that I had taken off earlier and headed to the locker room. I kept a towel inside my locker so I could dry myself off there. Unsurprisingly the room was empty, although I could hear one of the showers running. Probably just another employee, I thought. I got to my locker and threw the clothes inside. I still had ten minutes, enough time for a quick shower. Why bother clocking out early? I walked towards the showers, which were in an area partially enclosed from the rest of the locker room, when I saw her. It wasn’t another employee taking a shower, it was her, it was Julie, and now she wasn’t wearing anything at all.



I gulped, the feeling of warmth between my legs quickly returned. My legs, which felt sturdy just seconds before, now felt like they were made of paper. She was facing away from me, and since she was wearing a thong before, what I saw now was not much different. But the simple knowledge that she was completely nude was enough to reignite the feelings that I had from earlier. My hand quickly found my vulva, and I started to rub myself through my swimsuit. Once I realized what I was doing I quickly pulled my arm back. I’ll just clock out now and shower afterwards, I thought to myself. I turned around and was ready to scurry away when I heard her voice.



“Hi Melissa. No need to be shy. There’s enough room in here for at least ten people. I’m sure we can manage with just two.” I slowly turned around. Her body was still facing away from me, but she was looking over her shoulder and smiling. What do I do now? I thought to myself, there’s no way that I can shower with her, what is she even still doing here? But I didn’t know what else I could do. There were no stalls in the shower area, just a series of showerheads positioned on the walls. I slowly made my way inside and chose the showerhead furthest from her. I turned the shower on, determined to go as quickly as possible. I stared at the floor and tried to remember important dates in history. I did math equations in my head. I tried to do anything to keep my mind off of her.



“Come on, we’re not strangers are we?” I jumped. Her voice came from my right side, and it sounded very close. “I’m sorry,” she laughed in a friendly way, “I keep on startling you. I’m not trying to, honest.”



While still looking at the floor I slowly turned my head to the right. Her feet and part of her legs came into my view, and from the position of her feet I could tell that she was facing me. I jerked my head away as quickly as I could, but it took all the willpower that I could muster to keep myself from turning my head back towards her. I wanted to see her. I wanted to admire her. “I’m sorry Julie, but only employees are allowed to be in the building this late,” I said while continuing to stare at the floor. My voice wavered even more than it had the last time that I had talked to her.



“Shh, you won’t tell will you? There is nothing that I love more than a long and hot shower after a workout. I would take one at home, but my water heater is broken.”



I realized that there was no way for me to get out of this, besides just running away, and I didn’t think that I had the courage to just tell her to leave. This is ridiculous, I said silently to myself, we’re both just women. Women shower here together all of the time. I’ve done it too. I lifted my head up and turned it so that I was looking towards her face. I was careful to not look any lower. “It’s not a problem,” I managed to say, “you’ll be fine as long as you finish before the janitors arrive to clean up.” I quickly directed my gaze back towards the floor.



“Wonderful!” she exclaimed. Even though I had only showered for around a minute I decided that it was good enough. As I was about to turn off the shower Julie spoke again. I cringed, but I felt that it would be too rude, and too awkward for me to leave while she was trying to talk to me. “This is a pretty nice place. Have you worked here long?”



“Three years,” I mumbled, still staring at the floor. Julie kept on talking while I studied every inch of the floor around me. I couldn’t take it anymore. The allure of her hard, toned body, covered in water, was too much. I was more aroused than I had ever thought possible, even more so than I was in the whirlpool. It felt like a small gust of air would be sufficient to bring me to an orgasm. My legs began to tremble. I wanted to look at her so bad. Then I felt something on my shoulder. I realized that I hadn’t been listening to a single thing that she was saying. I looked up at my shoulder and saw her hand! “What are you doing?” I yelped.



“Relax,” she said, still sounding cheerful and friendly, “I was just going to ask you why you’re wearing your swimsuit in the shower. You’re not going to get very clean with that thing on.”



“I’m just shy, I guess,” I didn’t know what else to say.



“There’s no need to be shy. We’re all girls here.” I felt the hand that had been resting on my shoulder move towards the shoulder strap of my swimsuit. Her other hand found the other one. Shockwaves shot through my body. I thought that my legs were going to give out. “These public pools have so much chlorine in them. You’ll pay for it later if you don’t shower well now.” She started to slip my swimsuit off. She pulled it down slowly, exposing my breasts. She then bent down in front of me as she pulled it down past my waist and let it drop to the floor.



Her face was right in front of my crotch! From her angle there was no way that she could not see how turned on I was. I had to say something, or apologize, anything! It took me a few seconds to realize that she was looking up at me. I looked down at her and had to suppress a moan. The position that she was in and the way she stared up at me made it look like she was expecting something. It was so erotic. There was only one thing that she could have wanted. I knew what it was even though I had never thought of actually doing it before this day, but I couldn’t stand it any longer. “Well?” she said. I began to spread my legs slowly by sliding my feet apart from each other. I stopped when I thought that she would have enough room. “Your feet?” she asked.



“Wha…” I stammered as I looked down at my feet. I saw my swimsuit bunched around my ankles and realized that she had only wanted me to step up and out of it.



“Wouldn’t want you to trip now, would we?” She smiled up at me, seemingly oblivious to the fact that I had been spreading my legs, and that her face was inches away from my vulva, which was swollen with pleasure.



Before I had time to comprehend any of what had just happened she spoke again, but her voice had changed. It was low and sultry. “Although I really like your idea too, Melissa.” She slowly stood up until her face was inches from mine. She stared into my eyes, then leaned forward and brushed her lips across mine. I instinctively moved forward wanting more, but she pulled herself back slowly while a mischievous grin spread across her face. “What kind of a girl has sex in a public shower?” she said, her voice even more seductive than before. She turned away from me and began to stroll out of the shower area. As she left I stared at her wonderful behind and marveled at the way her hips swayed back and forth. After what simultaneously felt like an eternity and an instant in time she turned a corner and was out of my sight.



Something had happened to me when Julie’s lips touched mine. All of my fear and apprehension disappeared. All that was left was a burning passion and desire that I had never felt before. I no longer cared if I was a lesbian or not. I only knew that I wanted her. I left the showers with enough time to see her head towards the lockers, but she didn’t stop there. She continued to the door that led to the pool and stopped in front of it. She couldn’t possibly mean to go out there, I thought. Both of us were still naked. But that very thought was enough to make me quiver with excitement. Was I becoming an exhibitionist now too? As I saw her standing there facing the door I realized that in my fear and excitement I still hadn’t gotten a good look at her naked from the front. She slowly turned herself around towards me, and I made sure not to miss a thing this time. I took in every inch of her body and paid extra attention to what had been covered by her swimsuit earlier. Her breasts were firm and perky, and her nipples were rock hard. Her pubic hair was slightly trimmed, and I could tell from the state of her vulva that she was almost as aroused as I was.



“I know what you want, but doing it in the shower just feels… tacky,” she said as she moved closer to me. She put her arms around me and pulled me towards her. Her wet body pressed against mine as we kissed. This time it was more than just a peck. It was deep and passionate. I knew that I was inexperienced, but she expertly guided her tongue through my mouth. The feeling was indescribable, but short-lived. After what felt like only a few moments she pulled herself away from me. “There is just something about a late night swim that feels so erotic,” she hinted. I remembered that I had locked the door to the pool earlier.



Before she could say another word I turned around and dashed towards my locker, which is where I had put the key before getting in the showers. I could not control myself any longer. Lust and desire had completely taken me over, but I still had enough sense to think about what I was doing. I passed by a clock and saw the time, 10:40. It was past the time that I was supposed to have clocked out and left, but that didn’t bother me. I began to puzzle everything out in my head as I reached my locker, grabbed the key, and started to head back towards Julie. At this time the only people who should still be in the building are the custodians and the manager on duty. The custodians would probably be cleaning the weight room at this time, and the manager would most likely be in his office finishing up the day’s work. The only windows in the pool area looked out into the lobby, and that should be empty at this time. I came to a stop as I realized what I was doing. Here I was trying to figure out how to get away with having sex in a public pool, and with another woman at that! Even just a few hours ago I never would have thought that I was capable of anything like this. The thought of running away crept into my mind, but before I could act on it Julie drifted back into my view. Seeing her naked body again made all of my fears disappear. I knew that there was no way that I would be able to control myself.

Chapter 1



Ever since my first time; it was Melissa Malone, I’ll never forget; I’ve just loved sex. Well, I’m a guy and, I suppose, most of us do. But, I got really lucky on my first job after college when after working for two years, a new college grad hired on, Alexis Brown.



Oh, she was nice. Pretty, blond, fun, sparkly personality and, as I found out on our second date, loves to fuck. Well, even more, she just loves sex: blowjobs, handjobs, having her pussy eaten, she loved it all. And, she was adventuresome.



We’d be out somewhere and she’d just say, “Pull over, let’s fuck, maybe somebody’ll see us.” Or we’d fuck in an alley, her backed up against a wall, her legs wrapped around me, or in the woods or at the beach in some semi-secluded place. But, if someone saw us, she didn’t care. In fact, she really loved it and it made her orgasms even stronger.



She kept me pretty well drained of semen, even when she had her periods, she’d suck me off at least twice a day, usually in the morning then at night.



We got married and the sex didn’t diminish one bit, Alexis was a tiger in bed and I almost never initiated sex, she did. Yeah, I know, I really lucked-out.



We had both agreed that we wanted to start a family and about a two weeks before our wedding, she stopped taking the pill. Well, with how much we fuck, you’re right, about nine months later, we had little Melissa.



Now, I do have to tell you, the rigors of parenthood, late night feedings, calming your crying infant, all those things, well, sure, it did have an effect on our sex life. We still had the occasional fun fuck in the woods somewhere or in the car pulled off the road but it was much less than before. I’m sure you can understand.



So, for the next two years or so, things were more sedate in the bedroom and, we were both missing our former fun. But, as you parents know, there’s not a lot to be done, there are only so many hours in a day.



Alexis stayed home with the baby until she was ready for nursery school when she got a part-time job during school hours. That did help her frame of mind and the bank account some but still did little for our sex life.



She was getting to meet some of the other mothers at the school and, one in particular, Linda, was the subject of our conversations after she’d gotten to know her. It seemed that this Linda was about as close to a nymphomaniac as possible.



She, and her husband, Martin, were about five years older than we were and she often regaled Alexis with her exploits with her hubby and with a variety of other men. Seems that Martin was open to her having a number of boyfriends and Alexis assured me that Linda allowed her hubby identical privileges.



One nice byproduct of Alexis knowing Linda was our sex life. When she came home with the latest tales, it often led to her giving me a nice blowjob or us fucking like mad. It had really turned Alexis on to have this new friend and it seemed that the two of them talked sex all the time they were together.



Then, one Saturday afternoon, when the three of us were out shopping in the local mall, we ran into Linda. I must say, I was impressed. I had actually seen her before Alexis had, though, of course, I didn’t know who she was. I did however look her over as she was quite attractive. She was about five-six with beautiful, long legs, nicely shown under her short skirt, a nice bit of cleavage on view. Her head was crowned with a cascade of auburn curls to her shoulders. Quite pretty and, well, sexy.



So, I had already scoped her out, as men do, when Alexis said, “Oh, Look, there’s Linda from school. Come, I want you to meet her,” and she waved as she dragged us over to her.



It was a pleasure talking with her as she had a nice, sexy air about her and I couldn’t help but notice that she seemed to be looking me up and down as we chatted about this and that. Then, we were off to finish shopping and I soon forgot about Linda.



But I guess she hadn’t forgotten about me because a few days later, Alexis said, as we were eating dinner, “Remember, Linda, from school, you met her on Saturday?”



“Sure, your sex-crazed friend from school. What about her?”



“Well, she asked me about you today.”



“So? Nothing strange about that.”



“Well, it was her question. She asked how big your cock is.”



“You serious? A woman you know from Melissa’s school wants to know how I’m hung?”



“She asked just that, Charlie, right out like that. I told her, too. Hope you don’t mind.”



“So now she knows I’m sixteen inches long and six inches around?” I jested for my comment was surely a jest.



“No, I told her the truth, I thought that was good enough. And she did say I was a lucky woman. It was what she said after that that really surprised me.”



“Oh, of course, she wants my cock, right?”



“Well, no, not quite that. It’s that they’re having a party, a dinner party.”



“Hmm, okay, like a potluck? Bring your own, something like that?”



“Not even close. And we’re invited if we want to come.”



“Well, sure, why not, she seemed nice. We can have your mom take Melissa.”



“Do you want to know what kind of dinner party it is?”



Now, I perked up. Knowing what I’d heard about Linda, now I could see that there was something behind what Alexis was telling me.



“Geez, not an all-naked dinner party?”



“No, just us naked, you and me. We’d be serving the rest of the guests.”



I have to admit, my dick went on its own and stiffened-up.



“Naked? Us serving the dinner to them, naked. Are there other people there?”



“Five couples including them. They usually have six couples and one has moved to Boston recently. This is an initiation and trial to see if we like them and they like us.”



Then, she added the bombshell, “I really want to do it, Charlie, I want us to join their group.”



“And, when is this little dinner party?”



“Weekend after next, on Saturday night. They all pretty much sleep over and make a night out of it. Maybe you’d get to fuck Linda. You’d like that, wouldn’t you? I saw you two looking each other over pretty good.”



“Well, hon, she’s pretty hot and with all you’ve told me, I guess she’s about as close to a nympho as you can get.”



“It’s how she describes herself, she says she’s a nympho. Bet you’d like to sample her pussy, wouldn’t you?”



“Well, here, feel that, that’s your answer,” I said as I led her hand to the hard bulge in my pants.



“Well, maybe your thinking of Linda got you nice and hard but how about little wifey



getting the use out of it,” she said as she started unbuttoning her blouse as she stood up to go to our bedroom. It was a great fuck.



As we lay there after, my cock still inside her but now somewhat soft, she asked me again.



“So, what are you thinking about this dinner party thing? You know I really want to do it.”



“Yeah, you’ve made that pretty clear. Well, we’d have to think about Melissa.”



“Mom will take her, I’ve already asked.”



Well, it was looking like my wife wanted to try out this dinner party thing with her school-mom friend. Well, why not? I told her sure and that was that.



The next evening, she told me that we were on and would be serving the dinner naked and available for our guest’s pleasure. To tell you the truth, I was pretty excited but also just a bit concerned about how far things could go.



Then she told me that same-sex stuff was only agreed by both parties and that none of the men were into homosexual couplings. And pain and such was also off the table. The group was more conventional in sexual tastes which now had me eager for the day to come.



And the day did finally come and we showered and dressed in a tee and jeans knowing that it really only was to get us to Alexis’s mom’s house and from there to Linda and Martin’s. It was to be naked from then on.



So when we got there, there were three other cars already parked in the drive. We got out and walked up to the door which opened and there was Linda.



“Come in, come in. All ready for some fun?”



“Yes, a bit uneasy, but, yes,” Alexis tells her.



She was dressed in a short dress that was somewhat transparent as she asked us to go ahead and undress before we went in. She was particularly watching me as I lowered my denims and pulled down my briefs.



“Mmm, nice, Charlie,” she said softly as she reached down and took my cock in her hand, squeezed gently, then stroked me even harder. “Yes, I think you two will be fun, come meet everyone,” and she led us into a large room where a number of people were sitting and standing, each one with a wineglass in their hand. All their eyes were on us.



“First, everyone, this is Charlie and Alexis. This is my husband Martin, that’s Brenda and Stan, Sheila and Luke, Steve and Nikki and Ron and Carol. We all have placecards on the table to help you know who is who. There’s also one of those nice little blue pills for each man and there’s more for in the morning. Gotta keep those cocks good and hard, right girls?”



Well, Martin, Linda’s mate, was a nice-looking guy, just under forty, it turns out, dressed in a polo shirt and khakis, about my height, six-one.



Brenda and Stan, well, she was a blond, really well-built, just under thirty, nice figure in a very low-cut dress that didn’t seem to have anything underneath it. delicious. He had short blond hair and a Hawaiian shirt and shorts.



Sheila and Luke were also nice-looking, she was a streaky blond down past her shoulders in a tight tee with nothing under it but her lovely breasts, the fabric was translucent and her nipples, quite erect, were on view. Under was a short black leather skirt with two long, beautiful legs dropping to the floor. She was very sexy. Her husband was also trim and handsome, kind of athletic-looking about six feet tall with wavy blond hair.



Nikki and Steve were also very attractive, she was really hot, a redhead with a pair of boobs that were Playboy material. She was in a tube top that just grazed the tops of her nipples contained within, her pink aureoles just peeking out for all to see. Under was the smallest pair of shorts I think I’d ever seen. Steve was wearing a Hawaiian shirt open showing his muscular chest and curly hair and a pair of tight shorts that made his bulge obvious to all.



I did see that the women who were seated, none took any precaution to hold their knees together, most let their legs gap and there wasn’t a panty in sight, just shaved, damp pussies.



Alexis and I were passing around hors d’oeuvres and refilling wine glasses circulating among the guests as they chatted with us and touched us as they wanted. Linda had told Alexis that our bodies would be both on display and available for touching as we served the guests and my cock was getting some nice attention as I circulated around the room.



Alexis, too, of course, was being fondled by the men and a few of the women, Linda, I noticed, especially was interesting in my wife’s breasts and my cock as we did our rounds.



Then, after about forty-five minutes, Linda popped into the kitchen, then came back to announce dinner. Alexis and I went with her and we were soon serving the guests around the table.



As I stood next to Brenda, holding a tray, she bent over and gave a quick suck to my cock, the nicest tip I’d ever gotten as a server. Alexis, I noted was getting a few pats and rubs on her pussy and even spread her stance as she served Martin, our host for the evening. He had his thumb up under her as she stood there refilling his glass.



We finally served ourselves and sat to eat with the rest. I was between Nikki and Carol who each took turns stroking my cock as we ate. Alexis, across the table, was between Ron and Steve. Her legs were open as Steve fingered her and Ron played with her boob. What a dinner party.



Around the table, several of the women now had exposed their breasts and several cocks were now out in the open being fondled.



Did I say it was highly arousing? Do I even need to?



We had just about finished eating when Linda asked, “Charlie, Alexis, we’d like to watch you both masturbate. Just scoot your chairs back so we can all see, okay? And, Charlie, make sure you don’t cum, we want to save that.”



There were bottles of sexual lubricant on the table, I had noticed that as soon as we had come into the dining room. I put a squirt onto my left hand, yes, I’m right-handed in everything but jacking-off, scooted my chair back and gripped my cock ready to start.



Alexis wet her fingers in her mouth then dropped them between her outspread legs and began rubbing up and down as her other hand pinched her nipple. Ron had also moved his chair back and was rubbing her other boob as she got herself off.



I was stroking myself, getting closer and closer, now beginning to get that nice, tingly sensation in the tip of my cock that always foretells a cum. I slowed down, looking over at Alexis who was now moaning softly as she rubbed with one hand and fingered herself with the other.



I was getting some help from Linda, our hostess, who was sitting at the end of the table. She had her chair pushed back, her breasts bared and one leg up on her chair, opening herself for me to stare at her beautiful, bare pussy as she probed herself with a finger while she smiled at me.



If you think that being naked and jacking-off in front of other people would make your cock wilt, think again. It was making me even harder, it was exciting to be watched as I jacked back and forth.



I had to slow because I was getting close and was asked not to cum, not doubt, Linda was having some plans for my load of semen, at least, I hoped that.



“Mmm, I’m getting close,” I groaned and Martin and Linda got up, she came over to me, Martin to Alexis and both stood behind us as we each masturbated.



Then, I saw Martin reach around my wife and cup her breast in his hand as his other hand reached between her legs as he slid two fingers up inside her. Then, Linda bent over me, her breasts pressing my back as she pulled my hand away and replaced it with her own and began stroking me as her other hand reached around to softly pinch my nipple.



As I watched, Brenda reached over to Ron and zipped down his fly as she reached in and pulled out his cock, the only one still uncovered at that point and began stroking him as he put his hand under her uplifted skirt and began fingering her.



“Time to clear the table,” Linda said and a couple of people began taking the plates and glasses and silverware away; one guy, Stan, I think, carrying plates to the kitchen with his cock hanging out of his pants, yes, it was a somewhat bizarre dinner party.



Linda was stroking me slowly, I really wasn’t any closer to cumming, when she announced, “Now, Alexis, Charlie, you two can get up on the table and fuck for us. We want to see you cum.”



Chapter 2



So, they helped Alexis and me up onto the table and I whispered in her ear that we should do some sixty-nine first but not cum, then fuck for them. I got down on my back as she crawled up over me lowering her head down to take my cock in her mouth. Then, I watched her pussy drop down as her labia touched my lips and upturned tongue. I just held my tongue pointing straight up out of my mouth as she fucked my tongue up and down with her pussy.



Her sucking was as good as always, my wife is a wonder at sucking me off. It’s something she really enjoys, like me with her pussy, and she excels at it quite well.



The dinner party was now close up to the table, I really didn’t get much chance to look at anyone else, it was pretty quiet, I think they were enjoying our lovemaking, I know we were.



Then, Alexis, I think knowing that I couldn’t hold off much longer, got turned around and crouched up over my cock as she positioned herself directly over my cock.



I felt a hand, a female hand take hold of me as Alex lowered herself slipping down over me as the hand pulled away. Then she began scissoring straight up and down on my cock. She knows how I love this, the only place we were touching was the inside of her vagina, she was just slowly rising and falling on my cock as the others watched it appear and disappear while she fucked me so wonderfully.



I was able to look around some and everyone was mostly undressed and paired-off with someone other than their spouse. Sheila was on the floor sucking Ron’s cock as he sat in a chair, head thrown back as Linda, our hostess, was squatting over a man, I couldn’t tell who, laying on the floor, his head under her eating her out as she swept back and forth across his face.



Martin, our host, was sitting in a chair watching us as Stan’s wife, Brenda, sat in his lap rocking up and down on his cock as he rubbed her boobs.



I looked back up at Alexis and she had her eyes closed, concentrating on fucking me, just slowly gliding up and down on my shaft, taking her time, savoring our fucking in front of our new friends.



Sheila was leaning on the table, her face close to us, as Ron was fucking her from behind. She reached a hand up under Alexis and rubbed my wife right along her wet labia as she moved up and down and I felt her pussy tighten.



“Oh, OH, OH, UUH, UUH, UUH, UNH, UNH, uh, uh, mmm, oh, so good, omigod, mmm,” she cried out as she plunged down on me and twisted back and forth, holding me deep inside her as she cummed and cummed.



It was all I could take as I felt my cum spurting up into her as I pulled her down and kissed her over and over.



Then applause and shouts broke out as everyone cheered us.



Then, I heard Linda say, “I want our new man next, Charlie, let’s got to my bedroom,” and she took my hand as Alexis got up off me and she led me down the hall as I heard her husband lay claim to Alexis as his next mating. As we left the room, Alexis was on the table, her legs up over Martin’s shoulders as he ate my cum out of my wife’s beautiful pussy.



We walked by the living room where one of the men was sitting on the sofa getting sucked by Brenda, I think, and there was another couple on the floor screwing. Linda gripped my hand tight and led me up the stairs and into the master suite where she pulled down the covers and patted the mattress.



“Up here, Charlie, I’ve been dying to fuck you. I just love a man’s cock for the first time,” and I lay down on the bed and she quickly got up over me, reached under so skillfully and pressed herself down over my cock ramming it all the way up inside her, then she began pulling straight up and pushing back down, over and over.



She was fucking me slowly, savoring every thrust, as I cupped her breasts and rubbed them up and down.



“Mmm, oh, yes, your cock…I knew it would be good. You and I are going to be doing a lot of fucking, Charlie. Is my pussy nice?”



“Oh, Linda, yes, you are so tight, really tight. You have such a grip on me, it’s gonna make me cum pretty quick.”



“I practice for an hour or two a day on a stick-on dildo that I put on the floor or on the corner of the glass-topped table in the den, just fucking up and down on it, trying to pull it off the floor or the table. I’ve gotten pretty good, see?” she said as I felt her pussy tighten around me as she rose over me almost pulling me up off the bed.



“Good, huh?” she asked smiling down at me, happily underneath her.



“But I’ll take it easy, I want to cum, too,” she whispered as she relaxed some while she fucked me on her bed.



I heard someone in the hall and looked down to see Linda’s husband, Martin, leading Alexis by the hand down the hall, I supposed to another bedroom. Happily for her, he was preceded nicely by a hard-looking cock I was sure she was eagerly awaiting.



Linda kept scissoring up and down over me and, then, every minute or so, right at the top of her stroke, she would go up and down real quick over and over, just on the tip of my cock, fucking it real fast, then sliding all the way down again, taking long, deliberate strokes. Oh, she could fuck.

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