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Amanda and I had been fucking each other for three years. We were both professionals for a consulting firm in Indianapolis, and were both driven individuals. Neither of us had time for a relationship.

She was blonde, blue-eyed and forty-something, but with the body of a much younger woman. Her B-cups were pert, with thick nipples and areolae I could suck on all night. She was slender with just a touch of hippiness, which made it divine when I fucked her from behind. She was gorgeous.

The first time we fucked had been on a business trip to Chicago. After spending the day at the client site, we went out for dinner and drinks. Both of us had just enough booze to throw all thoughts of propriety out the window. It started with a friendly kiss, and ended in her hotel room, her on top of me riding my cock like an expert. Since then we have been regular lovers, meeting at a hotel every few weeks.

Unfortunately, a job offer came my way that I couldn’t turn down. I was stoked about the job, but was bummed that I wouldn’t get to fuck Amanda any more. I broke the news to her as soon as I had made my decision. She sighed wistfully, and then smiled.

“Well…we’ll just have to make our last night special then.”

“Totally,” I agreed.

“Meet me at the usual place the night before you leave,” she said, “and prepare for something…new.”

I was rock hard in an instant. I had often wondered how freaky she could be if given the chance. Lord knew I had a few things I wanted to try.

“I will,” I said, whispering seductively in her ear. “You prepare, too. This’ll be a night to remember.”

When the night came, I went to our regular hotel. When Amanda opened the door to the room, every thought I had left as the blood rushed to my cock. She was standing in a black leather bustier, to tight her tits were almost bursting out. She had on black leather opera gloves, thigh-high leather boots, and black silk crotchless panties.

“I’ve been waiting for you,” she purred. “I had to play with myself a little. I hope you don’t mind. It’s made me…juicy.”

Indeed she had. I could smell the must from her pussy just standing there.

“Then I won’t make you wait any longer,” I said, and came into the room. I dropped my bags beside the bed and grabbed her by the waist, soul-kissing her as I pulled her close. Her lips and tongue felt electric and tasted almost sweet. I realized that she had applied peppermint oil on her lips like a gloss.

Noticing my reaction, she smiled and pushed me back. “Strip,” she said. “Slowly. Let me see you a piece at a time.”

My cock was throbbing now. All of our previous nights had been quick and dirty. This was slow and sensual. I couldn’t wait to have her, but I wanted this to last all night.

I slowly began unbuttoning my shirt, giving her enticing peeks at my chest and belly. As I opened it, she leaned forward and placed two peppermint electric kisses on my nipples. I sucked in my breath in a hiss. The current shot straight to my cock and I bucked forward unconsciously.

“Nah-ah,” she chided. “Not until I see the rest of you.”

My boots came of next, socks included. She bent down and had me raise each foot so that she could suck on my toes. I’d never been a foot man, but the feel of her soft tongue sliding over each toe, coupled with the electric buzz of her lips made me weak at the knees. I was struggling not to rip the rest of my clothes off.

I slowly lowered my pants, showing her the black silk boxers I had worn just for her. She smiled and kissed the backs of my knees and inside each thigh. Her head came up and her lips gently touched my cock through the fabric. I groaned as she gently blew through the silk onto my cock.

“Now the rest,” she whispered.

My whole body was alive and quivering and I lowered the last stitch of clothing and stood naked before her. My cock was standing straight up, all eight inches throbbing. I was so hard the head was engorged to the size of a shot glass. Amanda took my rod in one gloved hand and gently began stroking me.

“Do you like that?” she purred. “Do you like the way that feels?” “She stroked me, alternating between soft, gentle strokes and rough, faster strokes. I could feel and orgasm building in my belly.

“Do you want me to kiss it?” she asked, a wicked smile on her face. “Do you want my lips on your big throbbing, cock?

“Uh-huh,” was all I could muster.

Her head tilted forward slowly, her hand still stroking me. I could feel her hot breath on my straining flesh. My hips were moving in time with her hands, trying desperately to slide into her mouth for the final release.

“Lie on the bed,” she commanded. I hesitated, but she stood up and gently, but firmly, pushed me down.

As I laid there, my cock standing tall, she covered my body with hers, pressing her tits into my face. She pulled one out and stuck the nipple in my mouth. I sucked it in like a starving man, loving the way its hardness felt on my tongue.

As I sucked her tit, I had the unmistakable sound of Velcro. Before I knew what was happening, my arms were bound at the wrists, spread wide above my head. She moved off of me quickly and pulled two more straps from the bottom of the bed, binding my ankles. She had prepared before my arrival, cleverly hiding the straps beneath the bed. I was now spread eagle, completely helpless to her intentions.

“Now,” she said. “What shall I do with you?” She tapped a finger against her lips for a moment, and then she smiled. “I know!” she said. From the drawer of the bedside table, she pulled a silk scarf. My heart, already beating fast, quickened.

She gently tied the scarf around my eyes, making sure it wasn’t too tight. Then I felt her breath on my ear.

“I’m going to lick you, suck you, and fuck you,” she said. “And I’m not going to let you come until I’m ready for you.”

I moaned as her soft tongue flicked across my earlobe. The next thing I felt was her electric mouth exploring every inch of me. The peppermint oil was still intense and it felt as if she were dragging a live wire on my flesh. She covered every inch of my chest, down my legs, around my hips, and came close to, but not touching, my throbbing cock. I was ready to explode. She gripped the base of my shaft with one hand and squeezed. It was delicious. My urgent need slackened some, but I was still throbbing.

I gasped as, with her fingers still around my cock, she slowly lowered her hot, steaming pussy onto my shaft. My hips bucked, and she tightened her hand again.

“Not yet,” she crooned. “Not till I’m done.” “She slid slowly up and down my rod, moaning and telling me how good my cock felt in her. Every time I got close, she stopped and gripped my shaft until I recovered.

I don’t know how long she rode me, but I began to feel her quiver. Her pussy began to twitch. Her hips became more insistent as they began to rock. With a shout her body tensed, and I felt her pussy spray around my cock, soaking me. She gripped me hard as she came so that I had to ride through it.

She pulled herself off, her hand still on my cock. I was almost whimpering. I needed to come. “Now,” she said, huskily, “for something new.”

I didn’t have time to think. Her hand was still tight around the base of my cock as her warm mouth descended on me. The peppermint oil made the shaft tingle deliciously as her expert tongue wrapped around it.

Her other hand fondled my balls for a minute. Then, with a brief pause, I felt the lubricated leather of her index finger slide into my ass. She moved it around, teasing and then began to stroke my prostate, milking it. I was already bucking and moaning.

With one last stroke, she slid her lips down to the base of my cock, releasing her hand so that she could get all the way down. She bit me with her even teeth and pressed on my prostate one last time. When she let her teeth loose, I felt the orgasm explode in me.

I screamed as load after load of cum shot into Amanda’s pert mouth. I could feel her throat working as she swallowed each drop, her finger still pressing on my prostate. As I emptied myself, my cock oversensitive, she hummed. I writhed against my bonds, unable to move her away as she continued to hum around my sensitive cock.

I screamed. I shouted. I cussed. I came again, my entire body bucking, forcing my cock deeper into her throat. After a moment, she stopped, slowly sliding her lips off of me, I was spent.

“So, babe,” she said, smacking her lips. “What do you want to do next?”

“Let me loose,” I said, panting. “I’ve got a thing or two to show you.”

She unstrapped me and I got off the bed. The place where my crotch had been was soaking wet. Amanda sat in front of me, smiling impishly. I leaned forward and kissed her, tasting both of our cum on her tongue.

“Get on your hands and knees,” I said.

She smiled again and complied. When she was ready, she looked back at me, wriggling her ass. I could see her pussy still gleaming with her juices through the crotchless panties.

“What are you going to do to me?” “This,” I said, and took her pussy into my mouth. She moaned dropping her head down as I lapped her folds. Her pussy was usually sweet, but tonight it was especially good, her spray spicing her flavor. I gave her several minutes of a good licking, and then I pulled back and began working her panties slowly down her ass. As I did, I retrieved a twelve inch dildo out of my bag that was as thick as my wrist.

When her panties were about mid-thigh, I leaned forward and began to tongue her luscious ass. Her satisfied moan turned into a scream of pleasure as I began working that silicon cock into her cunt. As it stretched her, I would slide down and lick her lips, stretched wider and wider by the dildo.

I felt a little resistance about eight inches in and I knew I had reached her cervix. With a little more pressure, the head moved into her womb. Amanda was panting now, a stream of curse words hissing from her mouth. She moved her ass against my tongue and pushed back to take in more of the dildo.

When I finally pressed the silicon balls against her cunt lips, I could feel her quivering. Her ass was slick with my saliva, and her pussy was twitching around the dildo. I began tracing a finger around her clit while I worked, slowly moving the dildo in a small strokes.

Amanda didn’t last long. With a grunt, her pussy sprayed around the dildo, soaking my hand. Her knees almost gave way, but I kept her up.

“God damn,” she moaned. “That was incredible.”

“It’s not over yet,” I said. With a swift movement, I had lined up behind her. Clenching the dildo still embedded in her between my thighs, I slid all eight inches of my cock into her ass. She cried out in surprised pleasure as I pressed both cocks into her.

“Ever been fucked into a coma?” I asked. “Because you’re about to be.”

Then I let myself go. I pounded her ass as hard as I could, thrusting my rod deep into her body, while my thighs slammed the twelve inch dildo in and out of her. One of my hands was holding onto the leather bustier the other had taken a hold of her long, blonde hair and was pulling her onto my cock. She was screaming, crying, shouting, cussing, and growling as I pummeled her.

“Oh fuck! That’s it! Oh, Jesus, fuck me! Oh, fuck me hard! Son-of-a-fucking-whore-skank-bitch-mother-fucker-shit! I’m going to fucking explode!”

I felt her ass tighten around my cock, and she slammed back into me, driving my cock deep into her and the dildo all the way into her belly. I could feel her spray again, but I didn’t stop. She had shown no mercy to me, and I was going to return the favor. I pounded her harder, pulling her so that she arched her back. I could reach around now, and felt her tits as they shook with each thrust. I squeezed her nipples and she cried out again, giving my thighs another soaking. “I want your cum,” she begged. “Shoot it in me! I want it in my ass! Oh, Jesus! Fucking come in me!”

I felt my stomach go tight, her screams pushing me closer.

“You want it?”


“You want my cum?”

“God, yes!”

“Want it up your ass?”

“Fucking give it to me!”

My cock exploded and I pulled her hard onto me, buried in her to the balls. She cried out again when the first hot spurt of jizz blasted deep in her ass. I kept coming, filling her up, by cock twitching and spasming, loads of my semen ejecting out of me.

“Ohmygodohmygodohmygod,” Amanda was saying. I couldn’t move. We just stayed like that, me pulling her onto my cock by her hair, my hand on her tits, ball deep in her twitching ass and a twelve inch silicon cock buried in her pussy.

Slowly, we moved forward, lying down. She on her belly, me on top with my softening cock still in her ass. The silicon cock slid out of her a bit, but remained in her pussy. I kissed her ear and she moaned.

“Oh my fucking God,” she whispered. “Why did we wait so long to do this?”

“I dunno,” I confessed. “But let’s not waste it.”

We lay for a while longer, and then we got up. I slowly undressed her until she was as naked as I was. Both of us still dripping, we walked onto the balcony. In the open air, we fucked and held each other until the sun rose. Neither of us wanted the night to end.

My plane was leaving at noon, so I couldn’t stay. We showered together, giving each other teasing rub downs, until we were both so turned on we fucked once more, the water soaking our bodies.

We had breakfast together, talking about the night, the good old days, and how we would try to see each other again, although neither of us said it with any conviction. Then I left.

That wonderful night was two years ago. Now I’ve got a steady woman, but she is nothing like Amanda. I keep hoping our paths will cross again, and I sometimes find myself reliving that final night together.

If we do meet again, I still have the dildo. And…some more tools in my kit. Another night trying to top the last would be a perfect venue to test them out.

One long and boring afternoon I was sitting in my office in the city surfing the Internet. I looked at what seemed like a hundred different sites before I stumbled across one that featured nudism. I was quickly pulled in by the thought of mass nudity and eagerly logged onto the site looking for some fun photos. The site seemed very well constructed and allowed me to search for places to get naked. The site’s menu was great and allowed me to select a place based on its geographical region, state or city.

I selected my state and anxiously waited for the homepage to pop up. When it did I was almost shocked to discover there were five different clubs relatively close to me. One was a nudist resort / social club that was located less than one hundred miles from where I live and work. I selected the link and the site appeared before my eyes. The resort was located in a wooded rural area in the southern portion of the state. The site featured some great stuff and included a discreet aerial photo showing the tiny resort nestled quaintly away in the forest.

I clicked the “About us” bar from the page and a photo of a naked couple probably in their late forties or early fifties appeared. They were standing hand in hand beside a sign which read; Welcome to The Oasis, stay with us if you can bare it! The couple was average in size and appearance. So I continued to browse the site. I learned a great deal about the site as I clicked the various menu bars. I read on about the club and became very intrigued. After about fifteen minutes or so I decided to e-mail them.

In my e-mail I asked if I could attend one of their weekly open houses that were featured on the website. The site included a list of rules, a detailed map with directions on how to get there, a complete schedule of events and several very revealing photos of members enjoying the facilities. The resort featured a large outdoor pool and hut tub, clubhouse with a bar and a jukebox, a dance floor, foosball and pool tables, a large shower house, horseback riding, a small fishing pond, several cabin size cottages and much more.

Along with numerous photos were member testimonials, a schedule of events, and the club rules. After carefully reading the rules I determined the Oasis was indeed for me. I hate missing a good chance to see or be naked! The rules included that no one under the age of eighteen was allowed in and that it was an adult’s only social club. Always carry a towel with you, and do not consume alcoholic beverages openly outside of any of the buildings, and last but not least; couples and outgoing singles are always welcome. Most importantly outward displays of excitement and/or affection were not permitted in open areas. Without further hesitation I sent the e-mail. Later that day an e-mail alert appeared on my screen with a reply. I anxiously opened the message to find that I had indeed been invited to come and get my feet wet so to speak at the Oasis. The e-mail was from a woman named Jan. I also received a copy of an invite letter along with directions to show it to the person at the front gate upon my arrival. Presenting the letter would be the only way I would be allowed to enter their club grounds. I was very excited and couldn’t wait for the weekend to get here.

The open house went from noon until four every Sunday. The e-mail said that I would be given a guided tour the grounds and would be allowed to visit with the members and experience what the club had to offer before deciding whether I wanted to drop five hundred dollars for the cost of a single membership. Membership fees for a couple ran two hundred and fifty dollars. The e-mail also said that I could take the tour with my clothes on or off, it was my choice. Being a bit of an exhibitionist I didn’t struggle very long deciding how I would choose to take the tour.

When Sunday came I woke early, shaved, showered, and hit the road. The club was only about eighty miles away but the roads there were all country two lane. Filled with anticipation, I finally drove upon a gravel road about half mile off the state route. The gravel lane was marked only with the wooden silhouette of a palm tree painted black. I eased my SUV into the drive and followed the winding road almost a quarter of a mile before I came upon a small clearing with a large electric gate with a small shack with a stop sign outside.

I pulled up to the stop sign and stopped. A young well-tanned woman stepped out of the shack and approached the driver’s side of my car. She had curly thick auburn hair that flowed to almost the middle of her back. She was wearing cut off denim shorts and a black bikini top which did very little to cover much of her large round breasts, sandals and dark sunglasses, pretty normal attire for late August.

“Hello.”, she purred in a very sexy voice. “Can I help you?” she asked, politely flashing me a smile as she approached.

I told her my name and added that I was here for the open house.

“Well Richard, loose the last name.” she said. “People here are very discreet and last names are seen as an invasion of privacy and that’s kind of frowned upon. My name’s Carrie and I’ll be your tour guide”, she said as she went over and grabbed a clipboard from the tiny window ledge of the shack and placed a check mark beside my name. She then picked up the telephone and asked someone to take over for her at the front gate. She said the she had a tour and needed to be relieved.

Soon an older gentleman with salt and pepper colored hair appeared at a walk through gate located next to the shack wearing swim trunks and pulling on a white T-shirt.

“Thanks Wally, I needed a break.” she said patting him on the back.

The young woman then hopped into the passenger side of my Hummer and pointed towards the opening gate.

“Pull inside this gate and we’ll find a place to park.” she directed. Just inside the gate was good-sized gravel parking area with probably thirty or forty cars in it, but several open spots were still available.

A little beyond the parking area was a long wooden privacy fence with a building at one end. On the end of the small building there was a screen door and a sign that simply read locker room. We entered that building and were quickly greeted by a naked older woman who handed me a combination lock and a locker number.

“Come on, twenty seven is over here I’ll show you.” said my sultry chaperone. We walked down past two or three rows of lockers before she turned to her right. “Here we go.” she said as she opened the locker.

“Now get undressed and I’ll show you around.” she giggled while reaching back beneath her flowing hair to untie the straps of her bikini top from around her neck.

“I thought I had a choice?” I said teasingly as I kicked off my sandals.

“Not when I’m your tour guide.” she said with a smile as her top fell from her neck unleashing her impressive pineapple sized breasts. Her tits jutted impressively forward when she reached behind her back to untie the narrow cross strap. She unzipped her tight fitting denim shorts as I pulled my shirt over my head.

I reached down to unsnap my shorts as she wiggled out of hers. She wasn’t wearing any panties and was now completely naked except for a silver and turquoise choker pendant around her neck, and her sunglasses. Her pubic hair was a colorful match to her cascading tresses. Her pubes were thick but very neatly trimmed. I stepped out of my shorts and tossed them into the locker.

“That wasn’t so bad was it?” she asked glancing at my package as she stepped towards me with a large white towel. She continued to look me up and down. “We’re almost ready but first you need to bend over.” she said cradling a large rubber stamp and ink pad in her hand.

“Bend over? What for”, I asked somewhat confused.

“This is one of the three ways we identify our first time guests.” she replied as she stamped a large red butterfly on the cheek of my ass with a smile.

“Do you always stamp their asses?” I asked.

“No on the women we usually do their breast.” she replied with a smile.

“What’s the giggle about?” I asked. “Tan lines like yours are the second way.” she said with a naughty grin.

“What’s the third way?” I asked her.

“Erections.” she joked slowly shaking her head from side to side.

That’s when I remembered the web-site clearly stating that open displays of excitement or affection were not allowed.

“You’re not prone to erections are you?” She asked staring at my flaccid cock as she leaned against the wall near the exit door with her arms crossed.

“I’ve had a few.” I told her with a mischievous grin.

“I’ll bet you have.” she said as she motioned me towards the door. I followed her through the doorway and out into the bright sunlight. Her smooth naked ass was very well rounded and wiggled nicely when she walked.

We quickly encountered naked people everywhere. We walked into a large open area. In the middle was a huge in ground pool and hot tub. Lounge chairs and blankets were lying on the ground surrounding the pool. There were naked bodies scattered about.

A radio was playing in the background. Some people were reading by the pool while others were soaking up the sun. Most of the folks we encountered were very friendly and spoke, but there were a few who were less than cordial.

“Over here is the clubhouse.” said my sexy tour guide. “You can get a drink or a bite to eat here if you like.”

We strolled inside where five or six people were hanging out. An attractive blonde was shooting a game of pool with an older fellow, two or three men were sitting at the bar watching pre-season football on TV, and a young couple was playing air hockey in the corner. We sat down and ordered ourselves up a cold drink as Carrie introduced me to the barmaid.

“Richard this is Margaret.” said Carrie. “He’s a new guy.” she whispered playfully.

Margaret was quite attractive, probably in her mid to late forties about 5′ 8″ tall, with sandy colored hair cut just above her shoulders. She had firm slightly larger than average sized tits and a nicely shaped body with only a tiny little pouch in her mid-section. She was very well preserved for an older woman.

“I’ve never had a naked barmaid before.” I joked.

“Would you like to?” she teased. “My friends call me Maggie.”

“Behave.” Carrie told her.

“Damn girl, you can’t blame a woman for trying to get laid around here.” whispered Margaret. After a little small talk we said goodbye and exited the clubhouse.

We walked the grounds carrying our towels for about an hour as Carrie showed me all that the club had to offer, or so I thought. Occasionally Carrie would lean over in front of me to point out something trivial allowing her large round breasts to rub firmly against me.

“I have one more special place I want to show you.” said Carrie as we headed down a narrow path towards the woods. “Watch the poison ivy, it’s a bitch if you get it in the wrong place.” she teased as she stepped into the brush.

She led me up a hillside quite a ways before we reached a small clearing at the top. Watching her ass swing back and forth in front of me as we ascended the ridge was beginning to give me hard on. I was semi-erect by the time we reached the top. The view of the wooded valley below was truly spectacular. I walked out to a large rock near the edge trying desperately to conceal my growing erection and to get a better look at the lush green valley below. Carrie walked up beside me with hair blowing in the wind.

“Isn’t it Beautiful?” she asked, placing her left hand on the cheek of my bare ass.

“Yes it is.”, I said with a bold move, lifting my right arm over her head and placing my hand on her shoulder. She leaned softly into me and I pulled her closer. Her breasts were warm and soft. Her pubic hair lightly brushed against my upper thigh as she placed her right leg in front of mine. Her hair continued to dance on the soft warm breezes that filtered through the trees. Her firm tan body shimmered in the afternoon sun while the island fragrance of her coconut suntan oil flooded my senses.

Without speaking another word our lips met softly. Slowly at first, then much quicker and much harder on the second kiss. Soon our lips and tongues were locked together and my hands were exploring her supple young body. Her nipples rapidly grew hard against my chest as I squeezed the cheeks of her ass. My growing cock pushed its way up between our abdomens. Carrie began dry humping my upper thigh as I fondled her ass. Before long the juices from her hot wet snatch were trickling down my inner thigh. Her breathing soon became very erratic.

I pulled back from her slightly and slid my hand around from her ass and placed it firmly against her hairy crotch. She moaned as my fingers brushed her clit in search of her warm wet opening. Her pussy lips were moist and swollen, and parted easily as I slid two fingers all the way into her wetness. The ball of my hand rubbed against her rigid clit. She began stroking my rock hard cock while I worked my fingers deeper inside her dripping twat. Within a matter of minutes she seemed to lose focus and soon her entire body was trembling.

This sexy young thing is going to come off right now in my hand I thought to myself. Not knowing how prophetic that thought would soon be. She began rocking her hips violently while she dug her fingernails into my shoulders. Her tits danced in front of me as she went off like a rocket then eased her frantic pelvic thrusts to a slow rhythmic grind. Gasping for breath as she slowly pulled away and placed her hands against my chest. She pushed me backwards until my bare ass came in contact with the large warm rock.

“Lay back.” she instructed as she brushed her wind tangled hair from her face. I expected her to mount up. I was ready to give the horny little bitch a serious fucking! Instead she laid her towel on the ground, knelt in front of me and pushed my knees apart as wide as she could. She licked her own juices from the inside of my thigh before placing her talented tongue against my balls.

I almost exploded right then and there as her warm heaving breath flowed across my crotch. My scrotum tightened with excitement. Her hands slid up and down my thighs as she mouthed eagerly at my balls.

She hoisted my rigid eight inches straight up into the air and ran her tongue along the length of my shaft, starting at the balls like it was an ice cream cone. Occasionally she swirled her hot wet tongue around the tip lapping up the tiny droplets of my sweet clear pre-cum which were rapidly accumulating.

After teasing me for quite some time, she pulled the skin tight against the base of my shaft with her right hand, cradled my balls in her left easing its swollen purple head between her lips. Her cheeks pulled in and she made a slurping noise as her head began to bounce.

I was fully erect and already throbbing, so I knew I wouldn’t last long. My cock began to glisten in the sunlight as more and more of it became wet and slippery with every exciting bob of her head. A combination of her saliva and my own juices trickled down the shaft and across her tightly clenched fingers.

She gurgled and gasped as she sucked and stroked me, occasionally coming up for air like a long distance swimmer. Her naked breasts pressed against the warm hard rock as she worked feverishly to please me. You could have driven nails with my cock it was so hard!

Watching the beautiful young girl suck my cock was quite a turn on and my orgasm lurked just around the corner. I moaned with excitement and closed my eyes. I could feel my release building and tried to fight it, but it was too late. I started wildly pumping her face. She gagged a little as I shoved my cock even further down her throat, but I couldn’t hold back. I arched my back and moaned with pleasure as the first burst of my hot load coated the back of her throat. It must have really taken her by surprise because she abruptly jerked her head up off my pulsing cock.

The second stream of cum splattered errantly against her upper lip and trickled down the side of her cheek. Trying desperately to control the gushing geyser she shoved my spewing cock back inside her mouth stroking it firmly until my entire load had been deposited onto her talented tongue. She swallowed, licked and sucked until my empty cock went limp in her mouth like a spaghetti noodle. She kissed my balls and wiped my cum from her cheek with the first two fingers on her right hand, then slowly released the tactical grip she’d had on my well-drained balls.

She climbed up on the rock and lay down beside me. “So what do you think of the Oasis?” she asked with a heavy sigh.

“Mmmmm, where do I sign.” I teased. She giggled as I wiped the sweat from my brow. We rested for a few minutes and talked about the awesome blowjob I had just received while I fondled her breasts. I told her it was great and that I was really looking forward to fucking her real good. “What?” she said, “Screw on the first tour? What kind of girl do you think I am” she teased, smacking me playfully on the chest as she jumped from the rock. I took her hand and we walked slowly down the path back towards the commons area of the club.

“Is everyone here as friendly as you are?” I asked. “

“Not everyone, but there are a few.” she replied.

“Who are they?” I asked inquisitively.

“I’m not going to tell you!” said Carrie kissing me on the cheek. “Because finding out for yourself is half the fun.” We took a few more steps before she stopped and said; “I will tell you this if you’re looking to score, during the week is usually the best time to find someone that you can make it with.”

Not long after we reached the bottom Carrie took me to the office and we filled out my membership paperwork. I put the five hundred dollars on my credit card and settled in by the pool for the rest of the afternoon. Carrie discreetly said goodbye and resumed her duties at the front gate. I didn’t see her give another “tour” the rest of the day. I did however meet some very nice people, singles and couples, and my minor inhibitions about being naked quickly faded. I even found a few ladies that I would really like to hook up with if the opportunity ever presented itself.

I returned home and made a promise to myself that I would return the very next weekend. As luck would have it I was able to slide away from work at noon on Thursday and headed to the club for the extended Labor Day weekend. When I arrived around 4:00 PM, I signed in and even sprung for a cottage. The small cabin like structure was nice but simple. It had a cathedral ceiling with a large fan hanging in the middle, a queen size bed, a small refrigerator, a clock radio, a small dinette set and a deck with a couple plastic chairs. The club was almost deserted.

After sizing the place up, I undressed and headed for the shower room. As I started to enter, I heard voices and moans. I quickly stopped just inside the entranceway. I peered through a crack in the slat boards that formed a vision break near the door. I could see a man and a woman. The woman was probably in her late twenties, well tanned, with long blonde hair, a clean-shaven snatch, and the nicest pair of store bought boobies I had seen outside of a strip club. She was bent slight at the waist with her hands resting on her upper thighs. She was the one doing all the moaning. The man was much older, probably in his mid-fifties or so, with grey hair and an athletic build. He was standing behind the woman with his hands on her hips. He was the one doing most of the talking.

“That’s right you hot little bitch, take it all!” he commanded as he fucked her from behind.

“Oh yeah, baby. That’s it, fuck me harder!” she whimpered loud enough for me to make out over the sounds of her ass cheeks slamming against his abdomen. He grabbed a handful of her wet stringy hair with his right hand, yanked back her head and fucked her even harder.

My cock began to grow instantly as I watched this unsuspecting couple pleasure one another underneath the shower spray. Soon the action slowed and she stepped away from his cock to turn and face him. The old guy was pretty well equipped and still hard. She placed her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply on the lips.

He grabbed the cheeks of her ass and lifted her towards him. She responded by wrapping her long tanned legs around his waist. He reached down and guided his massive member into her hairless twat.

In no time at all she was sliding all the way up and down his rock hard cock. His balls bounced wildly as her pussy swallowed his entire length. It wasn’t long before he grimaced and groaned. She leaned back and squeezed his ass with her long shapely legs as he came inside her. They stood motionless for a moment before he eased her feet gently back onto the ground then kissed her passionately as he withdrew.

I wrapped my towel around my waist in a futile attempt to hide my excitement then coughed as I stepped around the corner into the open shower area.

They slowly separated as I entered, stepping under different showerheads without speaking a word. The gentleman quickly rinsed off then dried. He told his lover he would see her the next week, and exited the building. I fumbled with my shampoo and soap as the blonde washed her hair, I was desperately hoping that my throbbing cock would subside before I removed my towel but to no avail. I pulled off the towel and turned on the water. The horny little blonde simply smiled and winked as I turned to face her.

“Did you enjoy the show?” she asked me as she lathered her impressive tits. Knowing that I had been busted, I tried to act innocent.

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“Watching us fuck.” she said. “No one get a hard on like that anticipating a shower.” I started to apologize but she interrupted me. “It’s O.K., I like being watched.” she said as she turned to face the shower. “Maybe sometime you can repay the favor and let me watch you fuck.” she said as she turned away to scrub her cum drenched twat.

“Anytime you’d like.” I stammered with a smile in hopes that she might be ready for a second round after she finished her shower, but it wasn’t to be. She did however stroll over to me and grab my semi-erect cock in her hand and stroke it three or four times.

“My name is Nicole; I come here mostly during the week. I’d love to give this thing a test drive sometime but I’m running a little behind, so maybe we can get together later?” she asked.

“Sure, I’d love to.” I replied as my cock began to harden in her hand. She ran her hands across my chest, kissed me and then left the building. I proceeded with my shower while thoughts of sex with the sultry blonde raced through my mind. I dried off, dropped my stuff off at the cottage and began to explore the grounds. There were only a handful of people to be found. I seen a couple of older women playing tennis, a younger couple walking the nature paths, and only four or five naked bodies lounging around the pool. I was shocked to see such a small number of folks using the facilities. Nicole had apparently vanished to the private confines inside of one of the cottages since she was nowhere to be found.

Clouds soon began to overtake the sun and thunder could be heard off in the distance. Great, I thought, I’m here to enjoy the weekend and it’s going to rain. As the storm neared I began to consider seeking shelter. I strolled over to clubhouse and walked inside. The place was empty except for the bored looking barmaid, Margaret who Carrie had introduced me to the weekend before. She greeted me with a smile and patted the top of the bar with her hand, so I went over and pulled up a stool. Maggie as she preferred to be called appeared happy to see me. I figured as slow as things were she would’ve been happy to see anyone. Maggie poured us both a margarita then walked around from behind the bar and sat down on the stool beside me. We began to talk and watch the TV behind the bar, while outside it kept getting darker and darker. Maggie share with me that she was divorced and that she had a son that was attending college out of state.

She was an older woman but I was very taken by her beauty. Before long heavy rain began to fall outside, falling lightly at first then harder as it became driven by the increasing winds.

“Well it’s probably going to be a real slow night around here.” said Maggie.

As we chatted I revealed to her somewhat reluctantly in but in great detail, what I had witnessed in the shower house.

“That sounds like Arty and Nicole.” she said without hesitation. “They’re married, but not to each other. Nicole is a little bit of a tramp that enjoys watching others do it almost as much as she enjoys doing it herself, and Arty is a pretty well equipped rich guy from the city that doesn’t get any at home. He must have finally talked her into doing it.” I smiled and nodded. “He’s always after the women around here.” she added. “I’ve turned him down several times myself.” The rain began hitting the screens and Maggie hopped up and walked across the room.

“You know, hard rain really hurts when you’re naked?” she giggled as she walked over to windows and began closing them. I went over to help her. “Go ahead and close the blinds if you would.” she said. “No one will be coming in anyway as long as this storm continues.”

When we finished with the windows Maggie closed and locked the door and turned off the neon open sign glowing behind the blinds.

“That should be good enough.” said Maggie. “Do you shoot pool?” she asked placing extra sticks from the four pool tables in the huge room back onto the rack.

“I do.”, I told her, grabbing a straight stick from the wall.

“You break.” she said retrieving the balls from the return and racking them on the table. Her breasts jiggled nicely as she centered up the frame.

“Nice rack.” I teased as I chalked up my stick.

“I like a tight rack don’t you?” she teased back. Maggie gathered our glasses and pitcher from the bar and sat them a table closer to us as I scattered the balls with the break. We played a couple games and engaged in a great deal of small talk before things started to get really interesting. Maggie seemed as interested in my naked body as I was in hers.

Early into the third game, after a couple more margaritas and a bunch more rain, Maggie began to loosen up. While taking a shot directly in front of her I felt her soft warm hand caress my inner thigh. I missed the seven ball in the far corner. She squeezed my ass playfully as she stood to take her shot.

“Two can play that game.” I told her. She laughed and drove home the twelve ball. Three or four shots later she had to take a shot directly in front of where I was sitting. It was payback time. She surveyed the shot then leaned forward with her legs slightly parted.

I gently ran my hand across the firm smooth cheek of her ass. She took a deep breath and tried to stay focused. She made the shot then turned to face me leaning her stick against the table. She grabbed her drink and stepped forward facing me as I sat in the chair. She placed her left leg over mine then her right straddling my lap.

“That’s not fair.” said Maggie seductively as she grabbed my hair with her left hand, gently placing my head against her chest. I placed my hands on her ass and pulled her closer applying warm wet gentle kisses to her growing nipples.

She grabbed the back of my chair with her right hand while hoisting her glass in her left, then stood wobbling slightly in front of me with a come fuck me look on her face. My cock began to swell with anticipation. I reached over with two fingers and rubbed a small amount of salt on her left nipple. “What are you doing?” she asked with a surprised smile.

I answered by simply placing my index finger softly to her lips. I then squeezed a slice of lime over her right nipple allowing the juice to trickle down across her belly. She bit her lower lip as the cold juices descended down over her sexy torso.

I pulled her to me slowly and placed my lips against her salty nipple swirling my tongue around the hardening tip. Then starting just below her breast working upwards I licked the lime juice from her other breast. She quivered, tilted her head back, and arched her back as I squeezed her shapely ass. As she leaned forward again I took the glass from her hand and sipped her margarita.

“You’re very bad!” she said taking back the glass. “Do you like all your drinks that way?” she asked.

“I do indeed.” I replied.

“Then have another.” she said with a naughty grin as she raised her eyebrows. She tilted her partially filled glass and let the tasty frozen treat pour onto her upper chest. Almost half a glass funneled its way between her tits down across her abdomen through her closely trimmed pubic hair and onto my growing cock before she stopped. She was obviously getting a little tipsy. I pulled her tightly to me and began to lick and suck the tequila-flavored substance from her naked body.

Placing my right hand between her legs I caressed her inner thighs and nuzzled my thumb against her swollen mound anxious to rub it strategically against her eager clit. She moaned with excitement as my warm wet tongue covered every tasty inch of her naked body from her tits to her hungry twat.

I was unable to reach much further south than the northern edge of the soft narrow strip of her pubic hair while she was standing. I was almost ready to lay her across the tiny bar table and eat her sweet sticky puss when she stepped back.

“My turn.” she said as she squatted in front of me. I spread my legs and slid my ass towards the edge of the chair in anticipation. Her pussy parted nicely when she squatted revealing all her sweet pink secrets. Not the least impressive of which was her very swollen and protruding clit. Her serpent like tongue made quick work of the sticky mess that covered the shaft of my smooth hard cock.

She placed her right hand on her pussy and spread the swollen wet folds of her labia with the first and third fingers of her hand. She plunged her middle finger deep into her wetness then withdrew it, coating her now fully exposed clit with her hot thick fluids. She stroked her snatch as she gobbled up my throbbing cock, first just the head, then more than half its length. Her hard nippled tits pressed against my thighs as she eagerly sucked my dick.

I wasn’t going to be taken like Carrie had taken me a week earlier in the woods. This woman, this gorgeous woman, was going to get fucked, and fucked hard!

I grabbed her under the arms and lifted her towards me. Our tongues met as she straddled me once again. My cock pressed against her pubic hair and rubbed her lower belly. I slid my hand down across her back between her ass cheeks and eased my middle finger into hot dripping snatch from behind.

Maggie squeezed me tightly with her thigh muscles as I swirled my finger inside her. She was a great kisser and the sweet smell of her hair was quite a turn on. She reached down between us and began stroking the soft sensitive head of my cock with the hand she wasn’t using to steady herself with against the back of the chair.

Her twat was growing soggy in my hand. She jumped and shivered with delight as I pulled my well-coated finger from her slippery snatch and slowly but firmly dragged it across the tiny crater of her anus. Most women are very sensitive there but are either too afraid or too ashamed to admit it to their lovers.

I patted her on the ass cheeks and she stood up. Grabbing the balls of her ass I lifted her off the floor and turned to deposit her luscious naked body atop the pool table. At the last second, and wanting to be different I decided to spread her out on top of the huge air hockey table in the corner. It turned out to be a very wise decision.

“Air hockey huh? I pictured you to be a pool table kind of guy.” she said teasingly as she leaned back onto her elbows with her legs from the knees down dangling over the edge.

“Did you picture this?” I asked as I reached down and turned on the table. The cold hard platform upon which she was sprawled quickly came to life. She gasped as jets of cool forced air massaged her naked body.

“Oh my god!” she said softly closing her eyes as I lowered her shoulders back against the table. I pushed her farther onto the table and further from the edge. Her areolas shrunk instantly and her nipples soon became hard like diamonds.

Placing my hands on the inside of her knees I gently spread her legs. I kissed the inside of her thighs moving from side to side as my lips slowly worked their way towards their final warm, wet and inviting destination. I slid my hands under the cheeks of her ass and lifted it slightly off the surface of the table as my lips touched her pussy for the first time.

I began kissing her well-manicured mound and lightly directed my warm breath across it. She moaned with excitement and grabbed a handful of my hair trying to force my face into her open crotch in hungry anticipation. I resisted her spirited tugs and remained in control.

I ran my tongue up one side of her moist hairy mound just past her clit, and then did the same on the other side. Then I pressed my nose into the folded crevice of her snatch savoring her very intoxicating scent, then dragged my tongue from just above her asshole all the way up along the inside of her sweet lips and across the fleshy folds that concealed her fully erect clit.

Eager for more she slid hers hands across her lower abdomen into her crotch and spread her tasty pink pussy open wide with her fingers while her thumbs retracted the cumbersome slippery flesh that normally shrouded her throbbing clit. She wanted it bad and she made it very clear.

“Eat me you fucker! Lick my pussy.” she whimpered. Always eager to please a lady I eased my tongue into her honey coated hole. Her juices were sweet and tangy just like a good southern style barbecue sauce.

My nose pressed against her painted fingernails and my excited breath flowed from my nostrils across her exposed clit while my tongue softly parted the tender yummy folds of her wet pussy lips. I slowly licked their outer edges in the pattern of a horseshoe. She continued to moan and started stroking the tip of her clit with her index finger. Before long her plentiful juices began pooling up behind that soft shiny narrow ribbon of pink tissue that separated her pussy and her ass.

She humped my face wildly grinding her clit against my teeth and upper lip. I quickly got the message and placed my tongue firmly against her aching love button. Her entire body trembled as I began to suck hard on her clit. Her ass cheeks quivered in my hands and her belly tensed with delight as the intensity of my sucking increased.

“That’s it Baby, suck my clit.” she moaned. Twice I brought her to the edge with my sucking only to stop seconds before she went off, so that I could plunge my hungry tongue deeply back into her wetness. She was ready to come and my teasing was about to end. Her juices were overflowing natures built in reservoir and cascading slowly across the forbidden puckered opening of her asshole.

I placed my thumb firmly against her slippery nubbin and worked it back and forth across it, massaging form left to right before I placed my lips against her clit again and began to hickey suck her rigid nubbin. Within seconds she was pounding the top of the table with one hand and shoving my face hard against her twat with the other.

My lips pressed her clit firmly against her pelvic bone. Her mound now enveloped my nectar coated face. She let out a prolonged scream that subside to a pleasure-riddled whimper then went limp on the table. The room was completely quiet except for the sound of her heavy breathing.

Before she completely regained her senses I pulled her to the edge of the table, lifted her to a sitting position and kissed her deeply on the lips letting her taste her own sweet juices. She responded with by shoving her tongue deep into my mouth. She reached down for my upright cock, balancing on the edge of the table.

Maggie muttered a broken “Oh-h-h-h!” as her trembling fingers guided me into her soaking snatch. She was so wet I went in all the way in up to my balls on the very first thrust. She rocked her head back and squeezed my neck. She then placed her heels behind my ass and pulled me closer and deeper as we kissed. My balls came to rest against the cool edge of the table.

I kissed her hard nipples as she leaned back delirious with excitement. I worked my cock rhythmically in and out of her soggy twat. It was hot, tight, and very wet. Wanting to get even deeper inside her I looked around for a better place to lay her heaving body. I picked her up in my arms and headed towards a small and empty round bar table across the room.

She wrapped her legs around me as I walked towards the corner table with my cock still inside her. The table was just big enough to lay her flat on her back. Her head was supported nicely while her ass hung over the other side by just a couple inches. It was just the right height for me to get some great leverage and still fuck her flat footed.

As I lowered her to the table she quickly caught on. She reached down and placed her hands behind her knees. She pulled her legs back spreading them wide to give me total access to her dripping love canal. She pulled them back as far as she could as I prepared to enter her. I teased her at first by slapping the underside of my hard wet cock against her mound then pushing it up through her pubic hair like a snake in the grass.

Her pubes were saturated with the sticky margarita drink. I pulled my cock back slowly dragging it across her clit as I went before sticking just the head of it inside her steamy slit. She gasped as I rocked back on my heels then rolled forward again, moving just the tip in and out over and over again. I started sliding a little deeper inside her slippery socket with every eager thrust that followed. I was almost half way in when her body tensed and her legs grabbed my waist. Eager for more, she flexed her well-toned thighs and roughly pulled me deep inside her. The head of my cock bumped hard against her tender cervix as my sticky balls pressed against her soggy ass cheeks.

I reached back and unlocked her ankles freeing her tangled legs. I placed my hands behind her knees and pushed them back firmly against her chest and hoisted her feet high into the air. I began deep stoking her hungry twat. I began to gyrate my hips in a circular and then slammed them up and down hard into her.

Before long her soaking pussy was making that somewhat embarrassing but very sexy sloppy squishing sound reminiscent of running barefoot through the mud. Maggie’s tits floated up and back on her chest with every full-length thrust of my plunging pelvis. She moaned, huffed and cussed for almost ten minutes according to the neon clock on the wall.

I was beginning to grow a little exhausted and my calves were on the verge of cramping when she finally got the “Big O”. She grabbed the edges of the table with both hands, lifted her head, closed her eyes, opened her mouth, and let out a long satisfying moan. I watched intently as her abdomen muscles constricted and her pussy tightened around me. She was cumming and cumming hard.

Maggie grimaced then shuddered as every muscle in her body convulsed. After a few seconds she collapsed with a tiny thud as her head and shoulders fell back against the table. Her arms flailed uncontrollably at her sides.

With her needs now fulfilled, I grabbed her waist and continued slamming my cock into her inviting snatch with reckless abandon. Maggie only whimpered and gasped while I pummeled her steamy twat. In less than a minute I was ready to explode. She must have sensed my impending eruption and she began to coax me

“That’s it baby, come! Come on my tummy!” she begged through her mental haze.

My orgasm was at hand, building deep within my loins. My balls ached, and my asshole tightened as the moment rapidly approached. The room went dark and my head spun as my hot creamy load began surging through my cock. I jerked back and pulled out. I grabbed my cock and lunged forward as cum began pulsing from its pink swollen head.

With the first burst I shot a huge hot stream across her belly button and up onto her breasts. The second fell short of her tits and splattered against her rib cage. The rest of my load, three or four ample blasts, surged from my cock and fell onto her still heaving lower abdomen. I squeezed every drop that I could from my once full balls onto her tanned naked body.

Maggie was splattered with cum from her tits to her clit. Her body was motionless except for her heaving chest. I pressed my balls against her sticky battered mound and laid my cock, still rigid but rapidly shrinking, on her belly allowing the last few sweet drops of my cum to ooze from its tender tip, smearing my load across her belly from left to right. That’s when we both heard a startling noise

“Bravo! Well done!” a voice in the darkness said. The voice was accompanied by the sound of a single pair of hands clapping, came from the darkness across the room. It was a woman’s voice. Breathing heavily we both turned to see who was there. A naked Nicole emerged from the darkness still clapping.

“The money shot was really great but could we do it again? Only this time over here.” she asked, pointing at her flat lean belly as she leaned back against the bar.

“How long have you been there?” asked Maggie.

“Hmmm, let’s see, ever since; that’s it suck my clit.” said Nicole. Obviously embarrassed a silent Maggie wiped a large splatter of cum from her breast with a cocktail napkin. Turning to face Nicole she asked her what she needed.

“Nothing!” responded the blonde very gruffly, “I heard screaming and was I just concerned about your well being. The back door was open.” I stepped back and Maggie slid still quivering off the edge of the table and placed her feet on the floor.

“So how about it cowboy, have you got another money shot in you?” asked Nicole.

“I don’t think so.” I replied as I pulled Maggie’s cum drenched body to mine and kissed her. “You see we’re just getting started.” Obviously frustrated by the spurned advance Nicole turned and headed towards the door.

“If you change your mind I’m in cottage number nineteen. I’ll be there the rest of the night,” she said shaking her hot naked ass as she left.

“Some times I hate that sexy little bitch.” said Maggie after Nicole left, thanking me for not going with her.

“Don’t thank me, I wasn’t lying, we’re not finished yet.” I told her with a playful smack on the ass.

We turned out the lights, locked the clubhouse and headed for the shower house. The rain had eased dramatically to just a light drizzle by then so we took our time and walked slowly arm in arm past the tennis court through the mud.

“That sounds familiar.” laughed Maggie biting me playfully on the nipple as we walked. We showered away the sticky remnants of our margaritas and money shot then plotted our next move.

“Your cottage or mine?” I asked.

“Let’s go to mine, I’m in eighteen, right next to Nicole.” she said.

“O.K. lets go.” I said; crouching to coax her to hop up on my back.

“Piggy back?” she asked with a loud giggle.

“Of course!” I replied. She hopped up and I grabbed the backside of her thighs.

With her arms around my neck, her tits pressed firmly against my shoulders and her pubic hair brushing against the small of my back we headed out. The slow sensuous walk to her cottage with her lower calves rubbing against my cock was almost enough to get me hard again. When we arrived I sat her down on the edge of the bed and pulled her tightly against me. I kissed her long and deep. She got up, grabbed a couple beers from the fridge and opened the windows while I collapsed on the bed with my feet near the headboard and my head at the foot of the bed.

She playfully leaned forward across my body and placed the cold beer bottle against my balls. I grabbed her and pulled her down on top of me. Her face pressed against my cock and her pussy hovered invitingly above me. Taking advantage of the situation I hoisted her right leg over my head and positioned her sexy ass squarely above my face.

She lifted my cock to her lips and began to softly suck it. I pressed my nose against her asshole and wiggled my tongue slowly and methodically into her sweet twat. We engaged in a wicked and at times extremely loud sixty-nine that ended with her tasty juices smeared all over my face and my tasty, but considerably smaller load pulsing down her throat.

Afterwards she turned around and lay down beside me. After a two-hour nap I awoke to her warm wet tongue encircling my nipple and her hand trying to coax my cock back to life. I pulled her over on top of me and kissed her. She straddled me and gently began rocking her hips, rubbing her short bristly bush back against my cock.

I squeezed her ass cheeks and sucked on her nipples until my cock began to harden once more. She sat upright then reached back behind her and massaged my balls until my fully erect penis rested firmly between her ass cheeks. Balancing on one knee she adjusted her position and prepared herself for my much anticipated penetration.

She eased slowly down onto my tender, but still more than willing cock. We fucked long and slow for what seemed like hours before simultaneous orgasms became a prelude to some much needed rest. We fell asleep after each of us had achieved our third orgasm.

The morning sun found us still in each other’s arms with her hand on my balls with mine still resting on her sexy ass. I spent most of the next day cat napping and sleeping by the pool as the holiday crowd began to arrive. I stopped and talked to Maggie that afternoon and we both agreed that we would have to enjoy ourselves together again.

I waited by the pool all day Friday and most of the day on Saturday hoping that Carrie, the auburn haired beauty that had given me the tremendous blowjob in the woods might arrive. Just before dark I stepped into the hot tub with a young couple and a single older woman. I introduced myself and we began to chat.

Ten or fifteen minutes after I sat down a pair of familiar hands began softly rubbing my shoulders from behind. I turned to see Carrie, naked of course, and looking even better than the week before. She said hello and stepped into the tub to join us. It wasn’t too long before her hand discreetly began stroking my cock below the waterline which bubbled beneath her erect nipples.

Over the next twenty minutes or so, the others in the hot tub exited one by one, leaving just the two of us. The grounds were overflowing now with nakedness and the crowd seemed much friendlier than usual. Carrie recommended that we grab a bite to eat and retire to my cottage. We stepped from the tub and dried ourselves off before heading to the clubhouse. A much older woman was behind the bar.

“Where’s Margaret tonight?” asked Carrie.

“She’s got the night off.” replied the woman over the loud music. We placed an order to go, grabbed a couple beers, and then found a table to sit and talk while we waited for our order. The dance floor was crowded with naked bodies undulating everywhere.

We grabbed our chicken dinners and headed off to my cottage. When we got there Carrie placed the dinners on the tiny table and kissed me deeply with a great deal of tongue. Her large full breasts pressed against my chest as I caressed her smooth round ass.

“Dinner is going to get cold, don’t you like it hot?” I asked her.

“You have no idea how hot I like it.” she replied dragging her middle finger across my left nipple. We sat down and had our dinner while we listened to the radio and talked some more. I found out that Carrie was just out of college with a degree is business management and that her mother and father, Jan and Bob, actually owned the resort. She told me that she had grown up in a nudist family.

What I didn’t find out until later was just how insatiable she could be. We finished our meal and strolled down to the shower house to freshen up before we got busy. Carrie maintained a great deal of eye contact with me entire time while I struggled not to focus too long on her gorgeous body. I was sensuously washing Carrie’s thick beautiful hair when in walked Maggie and another man.

We said our friendly hellos and exchanged idle conversation along with a few teasing glances. The situation was very cordial and nothing like I feared it might be. Carrie and I finished our showers, said goodbye and headed for the door.

“Keep an eye on him Carrie, he’s a handful Honey.” said Margaret teasingly.

Carrie squeezed the cheek of my ass and replied; “He better be more than a handful if wants to play with me.”

As soon as we reached the doorway to the cottage Carrie was all over me, rubbing my chest and shoulders with one hand while rubbing my cock with the other. I kissed her gently and began to fondle her large heavy breasts. She slipped away from me long enough to turn out the lights and light up some sexy tropical scented candles that she confessed she had planted in my cottage earlier before she joined my in the hot tub.

As she turned from lighting the last of the three candles I placed my hands against her shoulders and pushed her slowly down onto the bed collapsing on top of her. Her breasts settled slightly to her sides as our mouths met. I began eagerly exploring her warm naked body, squeezing her tits and sucking softly on her large dark nipples as her fingers combed seductively through my hair.

My cock pressed against her upper thigh. I ran my hand down over her abdomen until my fingers reached the fringe of her thick dark pubic hair. Her legs parted like a pair of French doors allowing my fingers to knead the soft meaty lips of her already wet pussy. She moaned softly as I ran the palm of my hand flatly over her swollen mound.

She reached for my cock and slid her hand along the under side of it’s shaft and began to stroke it with a flashlight type grip.

“O-h-h-h, Yes!” she groaned as I ran my fingers over her hairy mound again and slid them between the succulent pink lips of her snatch, penetrating the soft but dense bristle of her bush as I searched for her rapidly growing clit. She placed her right hand over mine and pressed it firmly against her firm swollen mound guiding my fingers to just the right spot while I continued licking and sucking her hard impressive nipples. Her skin was soft and golden brown. She smelled sweet like coconut and tasted like vanilla.

Eager to sample all that she had to offer, I climbed off her and knelt on all fours beside her on the bed. I dragged my hot wet tongue slowly downward across her firm flat tummy towards her beautiful twat. I pulled at the northern edge of her pubic hair with my teeth while I stroked the inside of her thighs with my open hands.

Soon my face was buried deep between her long tanned legs, and my lips were pressed against the soft dark edges of her meaty pussy lips. I began to rub her ass with my hands and she started moving softly beneath me. She threw her arms back behind her head as my probing tongue explored more and more of her succulent twat. She squeezed my head with her thighs and moaned loudly as I eagerly licked her tasty hole.

I wanted to take full control, unlike the last time we were together, so I climbed up onto the bed and hoisted my left leg across her body, straddling her chest facing towards her feet. Carrie spread her legs wide as I slid my hands up along the inside of her thighs until my thumbs and index fingers framed her hungry snatch. Carrie brought her arms from behind her head and placed her hands on the front of my upper thighs. She pulled my ass back towards her face and raised her head up off the mattress.

I wiggled a bit sliding my ass carefully towards her face until my balls made contact with her chin. She reached up and placed her hands flat against my ass cheeks. I felt her fingers tugging them apart to reveal my asshole as my tightly clinched nut sack moved closer to her hot wet tongue. I could feel her warm breath flowing softly upward between my parted ass cheeks

Carrie began kissing the backside of my balls as I continued to devour her hungry snatch. I placed my arms straight out over my head and told Carrie to lift her ankles into the air. She quickly hoisted her legs. I pulled my arms back until my elbows rested against the underside of her thighs and I wiggled them into perfect position against the backside of her knees.

By pressing my elbows firmly back as if I were swimming, I managed to spread her legs even farther which made her pussy gape open like a jack in the box to meet my dripping tongue. I grabbed her sexy ass with both hands, squeezing and spreading her cheeks with my fingers as Carrie began running her warm wet tongue upward along the backside of my balls towards the tightly puckered ring of my ass.

My fingers wasted little time moving their way upward to the outskirts of her eager twat. I slowly tugged at her pink meaty folds to expose the opening her slippery wet orifice and her gumdrop sized clit, both of which were covered with a sweet shiny, heavenly scented glaze that sparkled in the flickering candlelight and made my cock twitch with wild anticipation.

The combination of Carrie’s hot breath and talented tongue had relaxed my scrotum to the point that my balls were dangling freely above her face. So freely that she was lifting them one at a time with her tongue and letting them slowly roll off the tip and down across her chin. She mouthed at my balls softly then kissed her way slowly and knowingly upward along my bulging perineum.

I had purposely positioned my body atop Carrie in a manner that didn’t allow her any access to my rigid cock, which was still pressing against her chest. I was going to the one to decide where my load went this time! It was my turn to tease. Carrie reached around my legs and squeezed her impressive tits together enveloping the entire length of my rigid shaft between them.

I instinctively began to pump the soft warm fold between her breasts. Her hard nipples rubbed against my lower abdomen. Soon tiny clear droplets of pre-cum were emerging from the tip of my cock and dribbling between her tits. Carrie tried valiantly to reach them with her tongue but without success. I licked her twat until a large wet spot began to appear on the pristine cotton sheets beneath her trembling ass. Afraid that I might deposit my load on her breasts instead of inside her hot steamy snatch in an untimely fashion, I climbed off of her and stepped down off the bed. I knelt on the floor beside the bed and grabbed her roughly by the ankles, pulling her to me. She responded by pulling her knees back towards her chest to display her hot sexy ass which was now resting at the edge of the bed.

I hovered over her briefly caressing her tits as I pressed my upright cock against her puffy wet mound. She moaned and ground her hips pressing her hot humid cunt against my throbbing cock. I leaned forward and kissed her on the tummy before I pressed the head of my cock against the parted wet lips of her dripping pussy. She spread her shapely legs even wider in anticipation, sending me an unspoken signal that she needed me inside her.

Wrapping my fingers around the bottom of my shaft and pressing my thumb against the topside, I eased almost a third of my hard, thick eight inch cock inside her. She moaned with pleasure and grabbed the sheets, curling her fingers tightly as the next gentle push from my pelvis installed more than half its rigid length inside her.

After just a few more strokes my entire member was buried inside her hot wet hole and my balls rested against the now shiny and wet cheeks of her hot round ass. She rocked her hips with pleasure as I grabbed her ankles, hoisted her legs skyward and began stroking her long and deep. Her warm wet hole felt fantastic. I soon placed my hands on her waist and began to establish a steady fucking rhythm.

I was both turned on and amazed by the way the curtain like lips of her well lubricated pussy clung to the shaft of my cock like a fine leather chamois clings to the freshly washed surface of an Italian sports car. Her eyes were glassy and her mouth was open. Her body moved up and backatop the mattress. Her nipples again became fully erect and her huge tits rocked back and forth keeping perfect time with the rhythm of my powerful thrusts.

Carrie began to twist her upper body as she worked her nipples between her thumbs and index fingers. Before very long she was warning me of her impending orgasm. Her fingernails dug into my love handles pulling me closer and deeper as I took her right up to, but not over the threshold and then stopped.

“Oh, fuck. Don’t stop!” she begged. “I was almost there you Bastard.” Promising not to stop when she got close again, I hoisted her legs into the air once more until her calves looked like goal posts. I entered her again and began pounding her hot gaping snatch. In no time at all her breathing became erratic and her head rocked from side to side. I slowed my strokes to a crawl and she sighed with pleasure.

“That’s it slow and deep.” she pleaded with a lust filled grunt of approval. I eased more and more of my vein bulging cock into her until I was balls deep again. She screamed uncontrollably and smacked my chest with her open hand. “A-h-h-h!” she screamed just before I pulled my cock completely out. “You’re such a fucking tease!” she whined.

“Let’s do it doggy style.” I said smacking her firmly on her elevated ass cheek. Eager for release she rolled over and eased her hot horny ass back to the edge of the bed on all fours and spread her knees apart. I stood up behind her and stepped up to her dripping snatch. I placed both my hands on her buttocks, fingers to the sides and pulled her cheeks apart with my thumbs then eased forward sliding my hard throbbing cock into her hot needy hole another time.

Carrie enjoyed being taken from behind and quickly became very excited. She began meeting my thrusts with her own doubling the amount of sexual inertia that we created every time our blood gorged organs met.

“Fuck me you bastard.” she mumbled over the sound of her sweet meaty ass cheeks slamming back hard against my pelvis.

Her awesome breasts hung from her chest and swung like the pendulum on a Swiss clock as I banged her mercilessly from behind. She dropped down onto her elbows slightly changing my angle of penetration. It was the little something extra she needed to push her over the edge. She began trembling and her breathing became broken as her orgasm neared.

All at once and without warning, her body tensed as she let out a broken scream, and slammed her ass back hard against my pelvis. I shoved my cock in as I deep as I could and stopped, my hands clinching her tightly around the waist. Her hips gyrated against my pelvis as she sucked for air. A wave of warm liquid began flowing down across my balls towards the inside of my thighs.

After the fury of her orgasm began to subside, I pulled my cock slowly out of her quivering hole. She managed to push herself upright still wobbly onto her knees. Shaking slightly, she leaned back against my chest. Her ass cheeks pressed against my hard slippery cock. I brushed her long sexy hair to one side and kissed her softly on the back of the neck. She shivered as I kissed my way slowly down over her right shoulder.

“Did you come Baby?” I asked softly knowing full well the answer.

Carrie took my left hand and placed it on her left breast and my right hand on her tummy. I pulled my hips back slightly and slid my candy coated cock between her slightly parted thighs until the top of my hard slippery shaft pressed up against her dripping slit and the swollen spongy head bumped her now super sensitive clit.

This story contains bisexual sex between 2 guys and a girl. If this isn’t your thing, don’t read it!

It all started the summer after I turned 18. I was a little bi-curious to say the least (actually I was more than curious, I wanted a dick in my ass!) but was always too scared to do anything about it. See I LOVED anal. I mean LOVED it. Honestly, I liked fingering my ass more than “rubbing one out.” I got to the point where I could nearly fist my own ass! I felt like a pornstar.

A bit about me before I tell you any more. I’m about 6’2 with dirty blonde hair and hazel eyes. I work out a lot, so I’m in pretty good shape. I’m really lean, not huge and muscular at all.

One of my favorite things to do was go to craigslist and look at the different “mw4m” postings because yea I wanted a dick but I really liked girls. Then one day I found the perfect listing:

MW4 BI guy

Looking for a truly bi guy to be fucked by my gf and I. She wants someone to eat her pussy and I want a shaved ass to fuck. Must be HIV- and DDF.

Me-6’4 195 lbs 8.5″ 26 years old

Her-5’5 120 lbs medium tits, nice tight ass

You- 18-22 hwp, enjoy anal, submissive

“This is it!!” I thought to myself. I quickly sent the couple an email saying that I was their man. While I nervously waited for their reply I started to get really hard and began playing with myself. Then I realized that I hadn’t shaved in almost a week, so I ran upstairs and jumped in the shower.

I soaped up and shaved everything from my legs up. I was smooth and sexy and I knew it!Since I figured I had the time I began soaping up my ass again. I could feel my cheeks sliding against each other and my little asshole begging to be fingered. With an invitation like that, who was I to deny it? I began sucking on two of my fingers imagining they were the cock I would be sucking later that day then brought them down and slowly slid them into my asshole. I was so turned on at the time that I literally moaned!

After going to town on my ass for a few minutes I rinsed off and got out of the shower. I walked downstairs (naked cause who doesn’t love walking around naked!?) and checked my email. To my surprise the couple had emailed me back already! My cock instantly sprang back to full hardness as I opened the email. I was so nervous I could barely breathe! I could feel my heart thumping in my throat and I felt as though I was going to throw up.

Dear Allen,

We would love to fuck you tonight. Please be at our place no later than 8 o clock. Come loose and ready;)


Tom and Cindy

I was so excited I could barely concentrate for the rest of the day. Finally around 630 I started getting ready. First I grabbed my dildo (a nice, thick, veiny 6″ deal) and started lubing it up. Then I got into bed and began fingering my ass while stroking my cock (7.5″ not too thick). After I loosened my ass up a bit I started teasing myself with the dildo.

I began to slowly push it into my ass, just the tip at first, but gradually pushing more and more in until it was balls deep in my ass. I moaned out load and began stroking my cock again. I sat up and began riding the dildo hard moaning louder and louder till I was about to cum. I laid back and stroked my cock till I came HARD. Thick, ropy streams of cum shot out getting the whole way up to my face! I licked off what cum I could reach with my tongue then got up and got in the shower.

After showering again I looked at the clock and saw that it was already 7:20! If I didn’t hurry up I was going to be late!! I put on shorts, long sleeve shirt, and sandals and hurried out to my car. If I was nervous before, I was near panic now.

Soon I arrived at Tom and Cindy’s house. It was a decent sized hrick house with white pillars in front. I walked up to the front door and reached to ring the door bell. Before my hand even touched the bell, the door open and a man (Tom I assumed). “Hi, you must be Allen, come in!” He said to me.

“That’s me!” I replied as I walked in. As soon as I was inside, I noticed that Tom was already naked! He was about 6’3 and seemed to be in good shape. He had black hair and dark brown, almost black eyes. I noticed all of this after I saw his cock. It was erect and covered in what I guessed to be Cindy’s juices. It was at least 8.5″ long and THICK. I started to get a little worried just looking at it.

“You like what you see?” Tom asked me

“I’m not going to lie, that’s almost a little scary! I’ve never had a cock in my ass before and you are way bigger than my dildo!”

“Not to worry, we’ll take it slow,” Tom said as he winked at me, “However lets get some ground rules down before we go up to Cindy. So basically you are going to suck my cock and get fucked in the ass by me. Cindy is probably just going to watch at first, but you’re pretty hot so she might join in pretty quick. When she does you’ll be eating her out, then you can fuck her ass or her pussy. You can cum as much as you want, in either hole, but whenever you cum you need to eat your cum out of her. I’m going to cum in your ass at least 3 times before the end of the night, and I expect to keep my cock in after I’ve cum, so you’re going to be pretty full. Sound good?”

“Of course!” I replied.

“Ok, take your clothes off.”

“Right here?”

“Yes! Take them off!”

“Okay,” I replied as I began removing my clothes. After I was naked Tom motioned for me to start going up the stairs.

“I’ll be up right behind you, I want to see that ass.” When I’d gone up a few steps I decided to tease Tom a bit, so I stopped and spread my ass cheeks showing my hairless ass and my nice pink hole.

“You mean this ass?” I said as I spanked myself.

“Mmmm yea, that’s the one, now hurry up and go upstairs! I want to fuck that tight little hole,” Tom replied as he smacked my other cheek.

I continued the rest of the way up the stairs and went into the only open door I saw. When I walked in, I saw what was easily the most beautiful girl I’d ever seen in my entire life. She was tall, at least 5’10, with long blonde hair and amazing tits. They weren’t small, but they weren’t huge either and her nipples were nice and small and erect. From there her stomach curved in in a perfect hourglass shape down to her ass which seemed to be amazing from what I could see.

“Hi…you must be Cindy” I stammered, still taken in by her beauty.

“Mhm, and you’re Allen I presume?” She purred back, her voice oozing sexuality.

“That’d be me. Wow…I’m sure you hear this all the time, but you are amazing!” I told her.

“That she does,” Tom said with a wink in her direction, “Shall we begin?”

“Sounds good to me, I can’t wait to get at that cock.” Cindy replied (and I really hoped she was talking about mine).

Tom went and sat down on a chair next to the bed and motioned for me. I walked partway there then got down on my knees and crawled the rest of the way, doing my best to look sexy. Once I got there, I began stroking his cock with one hand while I cradled his balls in the other. It felt even bigger than it looked! “Tom,” I said, “I have a confession…I’ve never even sucked a cock before. I’ll do my best, but keep in mind it’s my first time!”

“Would you look at that Cindy,” Tom said, “He’s a virgin to sucking cock and he said he’s never had one in his ass before either! Lucky us.” This was true, I was a virgin when it came to cock. Obviously I’d nailed plenty of girls before, I’d even had sex with a shemale or two. But I’d never even had sex with a guy before. I wanted to be the fuckee not the fucker. If I wanted ass, I’d screw a girl.

In response to Tom’s comment about being a cocksucking virgin, I decided to dive right in. I moved my hand further down his shaft and put the head of his cock into my mouth. It was far bigger than I expected, and I was almost wishing I’d found someone with a smaller cock for my first time. But now was not the time for regrets so I continued.

While the head was in my mouth I began stroking the shaft and playing with his balls. I started flicking my tongue around the head, trying to do to him what I liked girls to do to me. Then I took his cock out of my mouth and started licking up and down the entire shaft. I could taste Cindy’s pussy on the cock so I’m guessing they were fucking before I got there. I decided to go deeper and put his cock back in my mouth.

I started going deeper on the cock, taking more and more of it into my mouth. I got about 2/3 of the way down before I gagged…hard. I honestly thought I was going to throw up. I quickly pulled back but kept his cock in my mouth. I really actually enjoyed the taste of it. I wasn’t sure if it was his pre cum, or Cindy’s juices that I liked, but whatever it was, I liked it!

As I took his cock further in my mouth again (but not to the point of gagging, not yet at least) I felt something at my asshole. I quickly realized that it was Cindy’s tongue. She started rimming me, then full on eating my asshole. It was amazing! She was able to get her tongue surprisingly deep inside of my ass. I could have stayed like that forever, with her tongue in my ass and Tom’s cock in my mouth. Soon though, she stopped and backed away. Then I felt something else at my ass. This time it was her hand. She began to finger me, just one finger at first, but quickly adding a second then a third.

Her hand was small enough that I really think she could have fisted me, but she didn’t put any more than three in. She just took them out, added more lube, then put them back in. After repeating the lube, finger, lube cycle a few more times, she began to finger fuck me hard and fast. I started moaning around Tom’s cock.

Cindy continued to finger fuck my while Tom grabbed the back of my head and forced me further down onto his cock. I started gagging again but was able to control it a little this time and thankfully didn’t throw up (something tells me that would have ruined the evening). He kept my head down low on his cock, ALMOST to the bottom, then moaned loud and then let me up for some air. As I gasped he looked at me and said, “I want to fuck you’re ass sooo bad. I’m going to make you scream into Cindy’s pussy while you eat it I’m going to be fucking you so hard.”

At that point he pulled me up and Cindy took her fingers out of my ass. Tom picked me up (he was surprisingly strong for his size) and threw me onto the bed. He pulled me up onto my hands and knees and started rubbing his cock against my asshole. I looked back and saw him rub lube up and down his cock, then smear the rest of it into my ass crack.

I looked forward again and was surprised to see Cindy in front of me already. I hadn’t even heard her get on the bed!! She smiled at me and slid down a little so her pussy was right in front of my face. I could feel Tom teasing my ass with the tip of his cock as I began to lick Cindy’s pussy. I started by slowly sliding my tongue into her pussy since it was gaping a little from Tom pounding it earlier.

As I slid my tongue into her pussy, Tom began to slide his cock into my ass. It was as if I could feel every single inch slowly pushing in, stretching my asshole in ways it had never been stretched before. True to his word, I moaned loud into Cindy’s pussy as she moaned from the attention I was giving her. I began to lick all around right inside of her pussy, then I pulled back a little.

Tom was still slowly feeding his cock into my ass, at this point I’d guess he was about 4″ in. He stopped for a moment to allow my ass to get used to his girth, which I was very thankful for. I began to suck on Cindy’s “lower lips.” After doing this for a few seconds I moved up and began to lick around her clit. As she moaned, Tom suddenly thrust the rest of the way into my ass causing me to moan as well. I felt his balls slap against my ass and he kept his cock there for a minute as I went back to licking Cindy’s clit.

After he allowed my ass to get used to his cock, Tom began to fuck me, very slowly at first, with long deep strokes. He would pull his cock out until just the tip was still inside of my ass, then push it the whole way back in until his balls slapped against me. At one point he pulled his cock the whole way out and shouted almost triumphantly, “Look at that virgin ass gape!!”

“mmmhhhmmghhm!” was my reply as I was a little preoccupied with Cindy’s pussy. It wasn’t that I couldn’t feel my ass gaping, or his cock pounding me, but I really wanted to get Cindy off. It’s always my goal to make the girl I’m with cum. At this point I was literally sucking on her clit as if it was a little cock and fingering her pussy which was driving her wild. She was moaning even louder than I was!!

As if angry that I was giving Cindy a better time than he was giving me, Tom began to pound my ass harder and faster. He was still fucking me with deep long strokes, but the were much faster and his balls were slapping against me much harder. I felt like if anyone even touched my cock I would cum a gallon.

Soon, Cindy pushed my head away from her pussy as she came in my face. She didn’t squirt, but she definitely gushed! She looked at Tom and said, “I want his cock in me RIGHT now!!” In response, Tom forced his cock all the way in and pulled me back onto him so that I was riding him. Cindy positioned her well lubricated pussy over my cock and slid down onto me.

Something about her pussy, I’m not sure what it was, drove me wild. She wasn’t too tight, but it definitely wasn’t loose. When she got to the bottom of my cock I said, “Cindy, I’m really about to cum, you should ride me quick if you want my cock before I blow!”

She responded by riding up and down which forced me up and down a little on Tom’s cock. The sensation of having his large cock inside of me and Cindy’s amazing pussy wrapped around my cock was too much. I began squirting stream after stream of cum deep into her pussy. I could feel my ass contracting around Tom’s cock as I came, which in turn became to much for him and he began to cum in my ass!

Cindy slowly got off of my cock, careful not to spill any of my cum, and walked back around to the head of the bed where she was earlier. Tom, true to his word, didn’t remove his cock from my ass after cumming and continued pounding me hard. I couldn’t believe his stamina!

He forced me back into doggystyle which put my face right back into Cindy’s recently creampied pussy. There was already a little of my cum leaking out which I hurriedly licked up. I started tonguing her pussy again, trying to get as much of my cum as possible. I could feel Tom’s cum squelching around in my ass as he fucked me and the idea of it turned me on more than I would have ever imagined.

I continued slurping my cum out of Cindy’s pussy until she said, “I think you’ve gotten most of it. Remember what I did to you earlier? It’s time for you to return the favor.”

I didn’t even have time to respond before she’d rolled over onto her stomach and thrust her ass into my face. I’d never eaten a girl’s ass out before, so I was a little tentative…until Tom thrust his cock in extra hard which forced my tongue into her ass. “In for a penny in for a pound,” I thought to myself and began licking around her asshole. Surprisingly (or maybe I was just ignorant), it didn’t taste horrible, it was just like licking anywhere else on her body. I began to enthusiastically rim her, again determined to get her off.

Tom started pounding my ass hard, and I realized that I was hard again. I wanted to get Cindy’s ass nice and lubed so I could pound it. Tom kept fucking me harder and faster until all the sudden he came in my ass HARD. I could feel his cock spasming deep in my ass and I swear I could feel the cum leaking out into me. He moaned and slowly pulled his cock out, but not before reaching over the side of the bed and grabbing something. Once he’d pulled the whole way out he pushed something back in and I realized that what he’d grabbed was a butt plug.

“I’m just gonna take a little break…this has taken more out of me than it normally does,” Tom said exasperatedly while he sat back in the chair that he had been in while I sucked on his cock. I turned back and continued eating out Cindy’s asshole until it was soaked with my saliva. I then backed away and lined my cock up with her asshole.

I started teasing her ass while I reached around and began rubbing her nipples. I slowly began inserting my cock into her ass until I was balls deep. Then I began fucking her hard. I knew that I wouldn’t be able to las long with the butt plug pressing on my prostate like it was and I wanted to make the most of the time I had in her tight ass.

Given the way she was reacting, I’m fairly sure Tom didn’t spend much time with Cindy’s ass. She was extremely tight and was definitely fairly new to the whole anal thing. I decided to make the most of it and began pounding in and out, hard and deep. I began playing with her clit with one hand while I spanked her with the other, then began pinching her nipples. Soon, she began to cum. I could feel her ass begin contracting around my cock and I couldn’t hold it in any longer. I began to spray cum deep into her ass in what was easily one of the most satisfying orgasms of my life.

After I’d finished cumming I pulled out of Cindy’s ass and collapsed backwards as she fell forwards. We were all exhausted to say the least. Despite Tom’s boast of cumming at least 3 times in my ass, he couldn’t move to fuck me and I was too tired to get up. Without realizing it, all three of us fell asleep.

I woke up the next morning spooning with Cindy, my cock nestled between her ass cheeks. Tom was still asleep on the chair as my cock began to stir. Cindy woke up as it poked her right in the ass. She looked back at me and said, “Again?” with a wink.

… be continued….?

This was my first story so any constructive (read positive AND negative) would be greatly appreciated! Also I’m considering continuing along this story line, but I also have a few other ideas I’d like to hash out, so if anyone would like to read more like this or something a little different (probably something strictly straight, maybe with Cindy) let me know!

It would be difficult to find two neighbours who hated and despised each other more than Synna Mohammed and Pamela Williams. And yet the two women shared many similar attributes. They were both proud and fiercely loyal to their family. They were both extremely attractive (though both had seen better days, Synna was 35 and Pamela 41). And both had hair trigger tempers and held a grudge.

Synna was a Pakistani woman whose husband had a chain of corner shops, she lived with her two teenage sons, her husband and his two brothers and their wives. Pamela had a son and daughter one 21 and the other 19, both had left home, her husband Norman was a travelling sales rep. She was a bubbly blonde with a huge bust she was immensely proud of and loved to show off in skimpy bikinis.

To begin with both women and families had got on OK. Yes they were from different cultures but they steered clear of the other and got on with their lives. Pamela was a bit of a racist but managed to bite her tongue pretty well and not say anything daft. Synna was guilty of judging Pamela a blonde bimbo based purely on her looks and her outfits but again she just smiled at her neighbour and said hello. There was no bother. That all changed when Synna caught her oldest son, Amir, masturbating while staring out the bedroom window, as she reprimanded him and launched into a scathing verbal assault she glanced out the window and saw what it was that had affected her son so much. It was a bright warm, sunny day and Pamela lay in her back yard topless getting a real tan. Synna was outraged and forgot all about Amir and stormed downstairs and before she had taken a moment to think she was standing on a chair and leaning over the tall fence that separated their back gardens.

“Hey you!” she called out, her accent reverting to a more native Pakistani away from her more refined one with every angry moment that passed.

It had been a bad day for Pamela. She had had blazing rows with both her husband and her daughter, Kelly. Then she had spent over an hour sorting out an issue with her bank on the phone, much to her frustration. So she had come out to the back yard to top up her tan, have a couple of beers and try to escape from all these hassles in her life. And now her next door neighbour was making a hell of a racket and seemed to be invading her garden! Pam got up in a rage and stormed over to where Synna was yelling, the blonde was not happy and with the drink imbibed in no mood to mind her language.

“What the fuck are you shouting at? I’m trying to relax out here!”

Pamela’s pretty face twisted into ugliness as it turned red berating her neighbour.

“Relax! What by showing your whore body to the neighbourhood? Have you no shame? Put them away woman and stop corrupting minds!”

Pam was proud of her body and straightened her back so her breasts stood up even more, pointing at Synna.

“Whore! Whore! Don’t you call me a fucking whore you cheeky fucking Paki!”

Pam had tried so hard not to be racist in public up to then though she had thought it but now all self control was gone and she did not even try to stop her offensive words.

Synna was shocked. She had suffered racist abuse in the shop from drunks before but to be spoken to like that in her own garden was intolerable. She spat on Pamela in disgust and once more insulted her.

“You racist slut. I always said you were nothing but white trash!”

And with the red mist having truly descended over both their eyes the blonde reached up and grabbed Synna’s long, dark hair and hauled her surprised neighbour over the fence and unceremoniously into her garden.

They then had a small, wild catfight which Pamela won with ease. She was the bigger woman with a considerable height and weight advantage and being topless made no odds to her as she physically dominated Synna (including stripping her of her top) and finished by shoving her defeated neighbour to the grass where she landed in a fresh dog shit from Pamela’s pet, Rover. That inspired Synna to get up one last time but was greeted with Pam’s big breasts and she easily pushed Synna’s face between them and smothered her with them as the Asian woman flailed before giving up.

Inevitably, after that day things escalated into full on hatred between the two women and their feud really took off.

It was mean and petty and spiteful but at every opportunity they sought to inconvenience or annoy the other. Their families were aware of it and, of course, backed their woman but no one other than Pamela and Synna got directly involved. They cursed at each other regularly, swore and called each other the worst names imaginable but they never again came to physical blows. They gossiped with their friends and spread scurrilous rumours about the other – all unsubstantiated of course. They had had that confrontation and Pamela had decisively won and both knew it. It ate at Synna but she knew any repeat would have the same result and she would not allow that. But it burrowed at her soul knowing she had lost to the blonde. Pam, meanwhile, took every opportunity to allude to that afternoon and remind her rival of her humiliation

One year after the spat that ignited the neighbours war the status quo changed. Synna had become more and more obsessed with her neighbour, looking for anything that she could use against her. It was a dangerous obsession and she was in danger of it taking her over completely. It even got to the stage where when Synna finished her shopping at the local supermarket and found herself a couple of cars back from Pamela’s she followed her out and when Pam didn’t go the normal route she still kept following her. Synna was actually contemplating vandalising the bitch’s car once it was stopped but when Pamela parked outside a house in a leafy street she thought better of it and was going to just leave it when she saw Pam met at the front door by a young man then go in. Curiosity piqued, Synna parked up and took her camera and headed back down the street to see what she could see. It was a long shot but she got lucky. Hearing voices at the back she entered the garden next to the house and sneaked her way around, ignoring the stupidity of her own actions. And there, looking over the wall that separated the two houses she got more evidence than she could ever have dreamed of. Out back Pamela was once again nude in a garden, but this time not her own and this time she was not sunbathing. Rather she was on her knees and sucking the young man’s cock. And as Synna excitedly snapped picture after picture on her digital camera and zoomed in on him it dawned on her that the man was Michael, Pamela’s daughter Kelly’s husband!

A million thoughts swept through the Asian woman’s head but she just continued to snap away as Pamela stripped the man naked and then dragged him into the house. They were so brazen because Kelly was away on a hen night with one of her friends. Pamela had been carrying on with her son-in-law for a couple of months now and enjoying his insatiable desires despite the inherent risks. She led Michael up his own stairs to the bedroom in anticipation of a good, hard fuck.

Synna stood for a moment then made her mind up. She had to get more footage! She hopped the wall unseen and sneaked to the house and, checking the windows, entered through the sliding garden doors. Once in the house she heard their love making upstairs and carefully ascended with camera at the ready. Once on the landing and having ascertained what room they were in Synna set the camera to it’s video mode and carefully peered round the door to record the illicit lovers. She was lucky. They were too into each other to notice the door move. Pamela was on her back with legs spread wide getting a good seeing to and Synna was able to capture it beautifully from behind. Then Pam rolled over and was on top and again Synna got that footage until Michael came with a series of grunts and moans deep inside his mother in law. Synna sensed it was time to make herself scarce and headed down and out and was back in her car in less than a minute. Her hands were shaking and she checked the pictures and footage she had taken and then drove home with plans and plots ablaze in her mind.


It was a week before Pamela discovered that her affair with her son-in-law had been discovered by her neighbour. Synna had managed to take her time and formulate plans and plots for how she intended to take her revenge on the blonde and for that week she occupied her mind with little else. She felt that any attempt to speak to her in person would degenerate into insults before she had made her position of strength clear. So she sent an email to her neighbour. An email with two attachments, the first the best of Synna’s photographs that clearly showed Pamela fucking her daughters husband and the second was a short video file of the same. There was no chance of mistaking either participant. The message sent with the email was equally unambiguous:

“Dear Bitch, these pictures and film (plus plenty more) will be sent to your husband and daughter unless you come round to my house tonight at eight o’clock. If you do not show I will send the mail at five past and believe me it will be my pleasure to ruin your life. Synna (the ‘Aki’ next door).”

In some senses Synna hoped that her rival did not read the email in time and she didn’t even have a warning as her loved ones discovered her wretched behaviour but on the other hand the thought of taking her time to dominate and punish the blonde tart was equally appealing.


Pamela had picked the email up from her phone and, somewhat bemused (and concerned at the message) had hurried home to open the attachments. Her heart sunk when she saw what they were. A million questions came to her. How had she got them? What did she want? Would she follow through with her threat? Pam considered these and many more but in the end she had to believe Synna was serious in her threat to expose her. Their feud had been ongoing for too long for reason or compassion to be part of any arguments. All she had open to her was to turn up next door at the demanded time and do whatever was asked of her – however much that stuck in the proud blondes throat.

She dressed down for the visit next door. Wearing a long skirt and a pretty casual jumper that showed little flesh. Flat shoes and hair pulled back and no make up completed her penitent look and it was a far from normal Pamela in terms of looks and attitude that stood at her neighbours door at five to eight that night and nervously press the door buzzer.

Synna made her wait there for the full five minutes. Pamela even had to ring the bell a second time (even though she really didn’t want to, not wanting to antagonise Synna further). When she did finally open the door and greet her visitor it was apparent that the wait had been deliberate.

“I told you eight o’clock. Are you such a dumb bimbo that you can’t even tell the time correctly?”

Pamela curled her fists up but managed to bite her tongue given what was at stake.

“No. I just thought I should come early.”

“That’s not the answer I wanted, I think you’ll find that you are a dumb, blonde, air-headed bimbo that is so dense they cannot tell the time, aren’t you?”

It was a test. Both knew it and inevitably it was Pamela who had to back down.

“Sorry. Yes, I’m so dumb I can’t tell the time correctly. I’m sorry, I’m a ditsy, bimbo.”

Synna smiled and stood back to bade her visitor to enter. But as Pamela strode forward the smaller woman put out her arm to stop her.

“Where are you going with those? Take them off, I don’t want your filth in my house!”

She pointed to Pamela’s shoes and demanded the blonde remove them. After watching Pamela remove her shoes she then led her through into the main sitting room. Pamela was taken aback that Synna’s entire household was in attendance. She looked at Synna, unnerved. Synna smiled back.

“Unlike some families, we do not keep secrets. They do not know the details but they do know that you are now greatly in my debt and that you will do anything to please me. Is that not correct?”

What could the blonde say? She was trapped and knew it. She supposed she had known the Paki bitch would be so spiteful but there and then, faced with having to obey her it was a real choker. How she desperately wanted to pick her up and smash her face in right then but instead she had to settle for a meek, timid, nod of obedience.

“Now would you look at that! I make you take off your shoes and there, I have not cleaned my own. Perhaps you will do the honours?”

The request was so smarmy and fake that Pamela wanted to throw up but she dropped to her knees and used the sleeve of her jumper to rub at the patent shoes. Synna swiftly kicked her arm off.

“Not like that you idiot! I do not want your cheap rag cleaning my shoes! You will bend down there and clean both, fully with your worthless tongue!”

“No way bitch! No chance! I am not doing that!”

Synna smirked and looked at her oldest son.

“Umar. Go and get my laptop.”

She looked down at her rival and was heartened by the defeat in her bright blue eyes. Pam reached her hand out and tugged on Synna’s outfit.

“OK! OK! Sorry! I’ll do it. See. Look! I’ll lick your shoes Synna! Please!”

What gratification Synna had as she looked down and viewed the blonde slut on her hands and knees licking her shoes in front of her family. She smiled proudly at her husband, her sons and her sisters in law.

“That is better bimbo. But do not test my patience again or I will not be so forgiving. Next time you do as I tell you without question. Do not stop, you still have my soles to clean. I do hope that I haven’t trod on any of that mess your dog so regularly leaves on the pavement outside our house.”

Pamela nearly gagged at the thought but continued to lick at the footwear and when Synna lifted her shoe to present the sole to her she closed her eyes and licked at then too. It was s sign of her submission whether coerced or not.

“You are in my debt are you not?”

Pamela stayed on her knees before Synna and nodded.

“And how do you propose to pay that debt bitch? It is hard to see what you can bring me. Cleaning my shoes is hardly enough I feel, is it.”

Pam really did not know how to answer this. Knowing her neighbour’s reputation for liking money she appealed to that first.

“I can pay you……”

She got no further as Synna reached down, took a handful of blonde hair in her hand and wit the other delivered a hard slap right across Pamela’s face.

“I do not need your racist money! You stupid bitch!”

Pamela wanted so desperately to knock that smile of the Paki bitch’s face but doubted with her family present that she could and besides the hold she had over her was inescapable for the moment. Instead the blonde dropped her eyes and mumbled a pathetic sounding apology.

“You should be sorry. But no what I thought was that in exchange for our silence in the matter to anyone outside this house and on the agreement that in one weeks time I shall give you the evidence I have gathered you will agree to totally do my bidding for the intervening period. Complete obedience. Do you understand and agree to my terms?”

Pamela nodded, realising that she had little choice in the matter.

“Good. In that case you will start your service for us tonight. Take off your cheap clothes and put this on, it will show you place here in my home.”

Synna dropped a skimpy, frilly French maid’s fantasy outfit on the carpet next to Pamela. The blonde picked it up incredulously. It was clearly one of the party kind that were sold in Synna’s husband’s shops for a laugh.

“Cheap and nasty, huh? Should suit you perfectly then. Go on, hurry up and get into it, I’ve got some chores for you.”

Pamela looked around but it seemed that wherever she looked there was an Asian pair of eyes on her. She looked up at Synna pretty desperate for some way out of doing this.

“What are you waiting for slut? You are not usually so slow to undress in full view of everyone in your garden, are you? Come on, get those grubby clothes on and wear your new uniform. Come, on, all of it, a slut like you does not need underwear, do you?”

Hassled and harried Pamela stood up and thought, ‘fuck it, I’ve got a better body than any of these cunts’ and undressed completely revealing firstly her impressive, tanned bust then her shaven pussy to the assembled group. Making sure they all had a good look she picked up the uniform and squeezed herself into it. It was at least two sizes too small.

“You look exactly what you are bitch – a cheap and nasty slut!”

Synna hissed this as she circled her blonde neighbour, jealous of her incredible figure but that just adding to her hatred for her. And annoyingly the blonde was starting to get a little comfortable, getting some confidence, her being forced to strip here and being insulted was not as humiliating as Synna had expected. Still that was just the beginning, it was time to take the bitch down a couple of more pegs.

“So now you are dressed as the servant you can start your chores. First, I think my feet need cleaning. Wash them with your tongue.”

The Pakistani woman had kicked off her licked shoes and presented her bare, brown feet as she pushed Pamela by the shoulder once again to her knees. Reluctantly the blonde opened her mouth and sucked and licked on her enemy’s feet. She sucked each toe at a time before Synna pushed all of them into her mouth at once and Pam gagged on it. Synna laughed then grabbed a handful of blonde hair and pulled Pam through to her bathroom by it. She released her right by the toilet bowl.

“Clean it!”

Bad enough but when Pam asked for a brush or some wipes a devilish smile cross the Asian’s face.

“You have your tongue bitch. You are quick enough to use it to insult me now you will use it to clean my toilet.”

It was gross. The whole family used this toilet and Pamela felt sick at the thought of all those Paki’s pissing and shitting in it but no amount of begging or pleading could change Synna’s mind. It was either do what she said or prepare for her secret affair with her son-in-law to be revealed and they both knew Pamela could not afford that. So it was with a defeated and heavy heart that the busty blonde knelt up and slowly lowered her head into the porcelain bowl and tentatively began to lick at the edge and the rim.

She tried to put her mind somewhere else as she did this degrading task, tried to block out what it was she was actually doing. But that was hard with Synna standing over her the whole time, taking pictures and making various comments.

“Oh my the men of this house are so useless, see how they have missed the bowl and hit the edges, make sure you lick it all clean bitch. Make sure each of this filthy, yellow stains is gone.”

Pam kept her head down and did it, all the time dreaming of some way she could wreak her revenge on Synna. For now though she had nothing and just had to do it. After that was done she had to do some ‘normal’ cleaning, wiping and dusting the large house – it was more cleaning that she did in her own! When she was done Synna made Pam crawl out the back into the garden. It was dark now so no chance of her being spotted like this by anybody and led her out to a large garden shed.

Synna explained.

“The men of the house want to use you as well, I won’t be staying to watch!”

She knocked at the door and moved back to the house as the door opened and Synna’s husband opened the door and dragged the blonde in.

It was a long, large shed with a dirty, wooden floor. There were four men in there and Pamela was pulled over on her knees until she knelt there surrounded by them.

“Tell me you racist white slut, have you ever heard of a bukkake?”

Pam had seen enough hardcore porn in her time to know what it was and she nodded.

“My lover.”

The words reverberate through my head. What have I done? Not only did I just fuck my sister, but I came in her too! I felt so dirty, but thinking back, I don’t think I could have stopped myself. It just felt too good.

Geo moaned on top of me, and I felt it all the way to my flaccid cock, still in her. My sister rolled off me, and I saw Dixie getting between her legs and sucking my cum out of her.

“Mmm, your brother’s cum tastes so good!” Dixie mewled.

A hand appeared before me, and I looked up to see Amber reaching down to me. I took her hand and stood, surprised when I got pulled into a deep kiss. Her hand dropped to my dick and started playing with it, and while it felt good, my little brain refused to respond.

Amber broke our kiss, and looked down disappointed. “Hmm, maybe we should give this guy a little break.”

“I’m sorry, I just–” She cuts me off by placing her fingers over my mouth.

“Come on. Let’s go get a drink.” I follow the redhead to the kitchen, where she pours me another drink. We sit in silence for a moment, the only noises we can hear are my sister cumming again for the umpteenth time.

I have no idea what to say, and my eyes lock on Amber’s pierced nipples. “Did that hurt to have it done?”

She looks down, then after placing her drink on the counter, she grabs both nipple rings, and begins to tug on them, distending her small breasts out a bit. The sight is quite erotic, and I feel a stirring down below, but still not enough to get me hard.

“Yeah, it hurt like hell, but was worth it. My nipples are super sensitive now. Sometimes I can get off just by playing with them.” She smiles at me for a moment, before asking, “So did I understand you correctly? You lost your virginity in there?”

I can only sheepishly nod my head. “And to your sister too. That’s kind of sick, but kinky too.” She must have seen the look on my face, as she quickly continued, “Don’t worry, cutie. I don’t judge. And with a cock as big as yours, I can see why she chose to do it. Your sister is pretty damn hot too. I wish I had a brother like you!”

Shocked by her words, I looked up into her eyes, and believed her. There was not a shred of deceit in them. “Thank you,” was all I could manage to say.

“Awe, you are just too cute!” Before I knew what was happening, she had my back up against the cold fridge and was kissing me passionately. My hands began to roam across her back, and finally I brought them down to her small buttocks. She moaned softly into my mouth as I squeezed her ass. Getting bold, I spun us around, pressing her to the fridge, and began kissing her neck. Grabbing tight to her ass, I lifted her up in my arms, and enjoyed the feeling of her legs wrapping around me. I was definitely getting hard again, but still wasn’t to full mast. I moved us over to the counter. I needed to give my beleaguered pecker some more time to recover, and I realized I hadn’t yet tasted this awesome woman’s honey pot.

I slowly began kissing down her collarbone, along the sides of her ribs, then journeyed under her pert breasts, and finally to her right nipple. I used my tongue to play with the ring while my hand groped her other breast. “Damn, you ARE good at that!” My free hand dipped down to her crotch, and I began playing with the piercing down there. As soon as I touched it, she screamed, “Oh, fuck, I’m cumming!” Suddenly my hand was covered in a warm fluid.

I stepped back looking at my hand, thinking she had just peed on my. The smell was wrong, and even the texture. I looked back up to Amber, and she had a sheepish grin on her face. “You’re a squirter!” I accused.

“I’m so sorry. I know that turns some men off.” Before she could say another word, my face was buried between her legs. Everything about this sultry redhead turned me on. I tried to use the tricks Dixie had taught me, but her clit piercing kept interfering. I must have done something right though, as my mouth was soon flooded with her cum.

“Okay, okay. Stop.” Her words were breathy and soft. I pulled away, as she hopped down from the counter. She turned around and bent over slightly, sticking her petite rear at me. “I have an itch deep inside, that I think only that–” she nods at my cock, “– will scratch.”

I realized that I was nearly back to full mast, and stepped up to her. I slid my cock up and down her crack, until she reached between us, and positioned me at the entrance to her hole. I reach around her body, and grabbing both nipple rings, I pull her into me as I thrust forward. A loud scream rent the air, and her whole body seemed to clamp down. I was afraid I’d hurt her. “Holly fuck, that’s huge. Gimme just a moment to get used to it. Damn, but it feels like it is in my throat!” After a couple more moments, she slowly began to shift back and forth, even picking up the pace.

I let her do the moving, enjoying as she swiveled her hips while impaling herself on me.

“I guess we didn’t need to worry,” I hear from behind me. “Looks like Amber has everything well in hand… er… pussy.” I look back to see my sister and Dixie watching us from the doorway.

I was still tugging on Amber’s nipple rings, when suddenly her legs gave out, and she collapsed on the floor in an orgasmic mass. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she kept repeating as her eyes fluttered.

“Hmm,” said Dixie, “I haven’t seen her cum like that in a long time. I can’t wait to get this thing in me!” She grabbed a hold of my cock, and began pulling me along behind her. I was helpless but to obey. My sister followed, pinching my behind, and calling it cute. I would have been embarrassed, under other circumstances. Dixie led us back to one of the bedrooms, and judging by the picture on the mirror, it was hers.

“Finally, a bed. Little brother, are you ready for the main event?”

Main event? These women were insatiable!

Dixie spun me around, and shoved me back onto the bed. “It’s time I felt that monster in me!” she said as she straddled my hips, and with one deft movement, sank half of me in her. She was by far the tightest of the three, and it took her a few moments to get all of me in her.

Meanwhile Geo began to make out with her, while she reached around Dixie and fondled my balls. The sensation was phenomenal, and if I hadn’t already cum so much tonight, I probably would have been shooting my load again.

Geo began sucking on Dixie’s medium sized breasts, and I reached down to play with Dixie’s clit with my left, while my right hand began playing with Geo’s ass. My right hand wormed around and found my sister’s wet hole.

Dixie really began to rock her hips back and forth on my hand and cock, really getting into it. “Don’t stop, either of you! I’m getting so close. Fuck me! Holly shit, yeah, keep rubbing me right there! Oh, yes! Bite that nipple, make me cuuuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmm!”

Dixie collapsed forward on me, and I had to pull my arm out from between us. I reached around, and grabbing her ass, I began to pound into her as hard as I could. “Oh… My… Gawd…” she tried to say, and then locked her lips to mine. Our tongues fought a desperate battle with each other, and then I felt another tongue on my balls.

“Here’s where you all are!” I heard Amber say. “I woke up on the floor, and you all left me!”

Dixie broke off the kiss, and turned to look at Amber. “I… had to… Ah, fuck! Get… His cock… IN ME!” She finally finished as I continued thrusting up into her. Dixie’s eyes began to roll back into her head, and I knew she was about to cum again.

Suddenly she was pushed forward and off my cock, but it was soon replaced by different wetness. Looking around Dixie, I saw my sister furiously sucking on the tip of me penis. Dixie rolled off me, muttering, “No more. No more.”

“I think you owe me for leaving me,” Amber stated as she walked over to me, then quickly jumped on the bed and straddled my face. Only too happy to taste this squirting sex goddess, I began licking with as much enthusiasm as Geo was having on my cock.

Amber bent forward, and began assisting my sister with the best blowjob of the night. I pulled away from the succulent pussy long enough to warn them that I was about to cum. Two hands immediately gripped my cock, as both women screeched in unison. “Not yet, I want it in me!”

Amber got off me, and began facing off with my sister. “You already had a load. It’s my turn!”

“He is my brother. This load is mine. You can have the next load!” Geo retorted.

I could see that this could get ugly, so I quickly stepped in. “Ladies, I have an idea.” Both of them turned their glares on me, until I explained. I had my sister lay on her back, and amber climbed on top of her. I had them on the edge of the bed, and as I came up to them, I decided to put it in Amber first. I slid in easily. Luckily there had been a long enough break; I wasn’t on the verge of ejaculating again.

I pumped a few times, then pulled out, and slid into my sister. I still can’t believe that I am actually fucking my sister! I also realized that out of the three of them, my sister was the loosest, Dixie was the tightest, and Amber was the wildest.

I could see that Amber and Geo were making out, as I continued to switch between the two. It didn’t take long before I felt that familiar churning in my balls. I pulled out of my sister, slammed into Amber and let loose a couple spurts, then pulled and put it back in Geo for the rest of the load.

Depleted, and exhausted, I collapsed on the bed. Moments later, I was out cold.

* * *

A pounding noise reverberated through the room, waking me from pleasant dreams. Opening my eyes, I wonder who might be at the door. I soon realize that the pounding was coming from within my own skull, and I groan. Apparently I wasn’t alone, because my groan was echoed by other voices.

In shock, I look around and find three other women in my bed, one of them is… This is too much for my extremely hung-over mind to fathom, and oblivion takes me.

When I wake again, I am all alone. I begin to stumble out of the unfamiliar room, and am soon greeted by the gorgeous redheaded stripper from the night before. Amber was her name I think.

“Good morning, sleepy head. Take these, and drink this. It will help with your head.” She handed me a couple of Tylenol, and a red drink. I immediately swallow both, and begin to choke on the drink. It was alcoholic. “Bloody Maries will help every time.” She smiled at me and gave me a passionate kiss on the lips. “Hmm. Brush your teeth, and meet me in my bedroom. I still feel a little robbed from last night, and intend to get mine from you.” She grinned at me and headed down the hallway, leaving me with one question…

What happened last night?

I try to go over everything I can remember. I went to the strip club with some friends. Had a couple of private dances, one from my sister, which ended up really weird. A sister that I hadn’t seen in almost a year, after she stormed out of our very religious parent’s house. We then came back to Geo’s place, where I rode with Dixie and Amber. They convinced me to have a few drinks, and smoke some weed… Then everything gets really fuzzy. I vaguely recall some dancing, and then waking up with three naked women…

What the hell happened last night? I wonder again.

“I’m waiting.” I hear Amber yell from down the hallway. I suddenly remember the look in Amber’s eyes as she’d walked away from me, and quickly find the bathroom. I could still taste my morning breath, and I dug around for an available toothbrush, and luckily found one still in the wrapper. I brushed my teeth as thoroughly as I could, then began looking for Amber’s room.

I finally find her in the second to last room, and my jaw about hits the floor as I walk in. She is lying on her side, wearing a see-through negligee, and fishnet stalkings. Her red hair flowed down over her shoulders, and a small smile played on her face. I could just make out her nipple piercings under her top. If ever there was a more alluring woman, I had never seen her.

“Umm, hi!” I curse myself for my shyness. As far as I can remember, I am still a virgin… At least, I think I am.

Amber laughs lightly, but somehow I can’t take offense at it. “Suddenly shy again?”

“I hope I’m not being too rude, but… Umm… What happened last night?”

“What…? You don’t remember?” She searches my face, and must be able to sense I am telling the truth. “Wow, and I thought I had made a bigger impression on you.” She frowns slightly, but the frown turns into a sly grin only a moment later. “Come, sit by me, and I will show you.”

I awkwardly walk over to her bed, and sit where she indicated. The movement causes me to realize that I have a raging boner, that isn’t missed by either of us. Amber just smiles bigger, as she wraps her arms around me from behind, and begins to nibble on my neck. She works her way up to my ears, then whispers, “Geo and Dixie are out shopping right now. Will they ever be surprised when they get back! Until then, we have the place to ourselves.” She finishes with a nip at my earlobe.

She grabs my hand, and places it on her slender thigh. Her fishnet stalkings rub under my hand as I begin to move it up and down her leg. I feel oddly exposed, with Amber behind me. Her hand lightly touches my chin, and gently turns me to face her. Our lips meet in a slow tender kiss that somehow seems at odds with how I felt she normally is.

Our tongues mingle, and I snake my arm around her, and pull her into my lap. “Mmm, you’re strong,” she murmurs when she takes a breath. I rather doubt this, as she is so light, but my mind is distracted as she goes back to kissing me. Her arms wind around my neck, and her kisses become more passionate, more urgent. I allow my right hand to drop down her back, and begin caressing her behind. She moans softly in my throat, and then breaks the kiss. “Let’s get you out of these clothes.” Without waiting for me to agree, she begins tugging at my shirt, and I gladly oblige. Just as I get it off, she is already pulling at my pants. I then begin to undress her, her stalkings looking like nothing more than wound up thread on the floor. Her negligee soon follows, and I am staring at a vision from my most erotic dreams. Her small, pierced breasts, pail flat stomach, a small patch of red pubic hair, and I can already see that her pussy is wet.

“Yum, somehow that looks even bigger this morning.” I realize that she was looking at me just as much as I was admiring her. I look down at my fully inflated cock, and can only smile at the compliment. She licks her lips hungrily, staring at my member, then looks up at me, saying “Lay back, cutie. I want to taste that meat.”

I happily acquiesce, and groan as I feel her soft red lips touch the tip of my penis. This must be what heaven feels like, I think, as her mouth surrounds my cock, and I can feel her tongue swirling around the head. Feeling like I owe her at least a little for the pleasure she is giving me, I ask her to bring her body around, so that I can return the favor.

As quick as that, I have her pussy smothering my mouth. A vague memory guides me as I begin to lick her lips, sucking gently, then swirling my tongue up to her clit ring. She moans around my cock adding extra sensations, and I begin to flick the piercing with the tip of my tongue. It only takes a few seconds of this before she starts bucking and screaming, “Oh, Gawd, yes! Keep that up. Lick it just like you did last night! Oh, fuck, I’m about to… To… CUM!” Suddenly my mouth was filled with fluid that tasted great. This woman was a squirter! She kept twitching on top of me, her hand having a kung-fu grip on my cock, for a few moments, then spun around. “I want that beast in me, NOW!” Again, without waiting for an answer, she reached back, positioned my cock, and slams herself back on it, impaling herself in one motion. The action must have triggered another orgasm, as she sat there motionless on me, except for her pussy milking my cock, and her eyes fluttering.

Recovering, she growled with an animalistic lust, and bit her bottom lip as she began to slowly rock back and forth on top of me. I placed my hands on her hips, and slowly began to move her faster and faster. She began grunting every time she thrust back and I thrust up. I could tell that she was getting close again, so I threw one arm behind her and pulled her chest down to my waiting mouth. I locked her left nipple ring between my teeth, and began to play with it like a dog with a chew toy, tugging back and forth. With one arm behind her back, and the other on her ass, I began to drive into her from below with abandon.

My ears began to ring as she screamed incoherently to another orgasm. She went limp in my arms, and I release her tit from my mouth. I roll us onto our sides, and notice that her eyes are closed, and she is breathing heavily. It only takes me a moment to come to the conclusion that she has passed out.

Feeling foolish, I start to pull out from her, when I feel a hand on my ass, and I see that she has recovered. “Where do you think you are going?” I try to stutter a reply about her being passed out, but she effectively silences me with a kiss. “By the feel of things,” she wiggles her ass, “You haven’t cum yet.” She thinks for a couple moments, and then a huge smile makes her eyes sparkle. “I have never cum like that, so often. I think you deserve a special treat.” In her usual style, she jumps out of bed, before I can say anything, and pulls a couple ‘somethings’ from her nightstand. A vibrator and lube.

Suddenly having nightmares about what she intends; I start backing away, only to be stopped by her light touch on my arm. “Relax, this is for me.”

She hands me the lubricant, and gets up on all fours. “Now make sure you put plenty of that on my asshole, and that wonderful cock of yours.” She reaches between her legs and puts the vibrator in her pussy, moaning as she slides it in and out. My cock had gone somewhat flaccid at the thought of what she might intend, but watching her now, it is brought back to full attention, even hurting a little at how hard it gets.

I quickly apply some lube to my cock, then put some on two of my fingers, and begin to rub her asshole. She moans again as I do this and I slip first one, then two fingers into her. I am only able to make it to the first knuckles, so I pull them out, and add more lube. Now I can work both fingers in, and soon I am pumping her ass with my fingers. “Ok, I think I should be good. Take it slow, just in case.”

I jumped onto my knees behind her, and she giggled at my enthusiasm. Placing the tip of my throbbing cock as the entrance to her sphincter, and slowly pressed forward. Only to end up sliding up her butt crack. I aimed again, and this time forced my cock down a little, and was rewarded with the feeling of her bung hole slipping around the head of my dick.

“Oh, Gawd, that’s big. Hold it right there, as I get used to it.” I held as still as I could, and after a moment, she began to slowly rock back and forth. Every time she moved back she took a little more of me deeper into her nether region. The feeling of her sphincter as it slowly slid up and down my cock was indescribable. She switched on the vibrator, and the sensations increased tenfold as her ass clamped down on me, and I felt the sliding vibrations through her rectum. “Okay, you should be good now. Fuck me, and fuck me hard.”

I started pumping, still taking it slow, afraid of hurting her. I also knew I wasn’t going to last long. I couldn’t figure out how I had lasted even this long.

“I said, fuck me HARD!” Amber’s demand brought me back to reality, and taking her request, began thrusting as hard as I could. Sweat began to bead on my back, and we were both moaning and grunting like a pair of wild animals. My hands were on her hips to steady myself, and provide something to grab as I repeatedly pounded into this petite redhead. She collapsed forward onto her pillows, and began moving the vibrator with enough force, I was afraid she was going to start a fire. For that matter, there was a fire burning in my balls, and I screamed, “I’m c-c-c-cumming!” as I shot my load deep into her bowels. This must have trigger another orgasm in her, as her ass clamped down hard on my cock, and even pulled me with her as she fell to her side and began twitching. Her convulsions felt great on my now overly sensitive cock, causing me to twitch also, which only prolonged her own orgasm.

Summary: A young lesbian soccer coach seduces a rich upper class mother.

NOTE: A special thank you goes to Steve B for his editing suggestions and Estragon for his exhaustive copy editing work.


Layla loved summer: the hot sun, the sandy beaches and the soccer season.

Layla was 21 years old and had just finished her second year of college on a soccer scholarship.

To pad her resume and because she loved soccer, Layla had volunteered to coach one of the girl’s advanced training camps.

Layla was a jock in every sense of the word. She was tall, slim, small breasted, 34b, and had long tanned legs. Her blonde hair was always in a ponytail and her eyes were a hypnotic aqua blue.

She was also a lesbian and had known and accepted her sexuality since she was a teenager. Although she looked sweet and innocent, her looks were incredibly deceiving. If ever the old saying ‘Don’t judge a book by its cover’ was true, Layla would be the perfect example. Behind that sweet facade was a domineering seductress. This should not be a surprise. She was an extremely aggressive player on the soccer field; her behaviour in her personal life was no different. She was captain of her varsity soccer team and thus always in charge; not surprisingly, she also had to be in charge of her love life.

In truth, she got most aroused not by being physically pleased, but instead by having her white lovers, her sexual playthings, submit unconditionally to her. The problem she had was that all her submissive playthings were young, inexperienced and dumb. They were no challenge and thus after the initial thrill of having some uppity chick pledge allegiance to her perfect body, little thrill came from having them submit. Oh sure it was fun and diabolical to crush some stuck up sorority bitch and make her beg to lick her ass or seduce and awaken the sexual beast of some shy, reserved southern belle, but the thrill faded fast when they actually submitted and at best were adequate lovers. Then fate intervened….

Clara Walsh had lost her husband two years ago in a car accident and was raising her teenage daughter Maddie by herself. Clara had not even considered another man and her only sexual fulfillment was her six inch dildo, the same one she had pleasured herself with back in college. She had no idea of the technological advances in the erotic toy industry.

Clara received a large sum of money from her husband’s life insurance, and spent her days writing her novel. She also made sure to spend as much time as she could with her 18 year old daughter, who would be going to college in the fall in New York, thousands of miles away from her.

Clara had raven black hair and green-blue eyes, that seemed to change based on her mood. She was short, at 5’2, and had large, only slightly sagging 40d breasts.

Maddie, her shy daughter, had joined the soccer team at the urgent and constant harassing encouragement of her gym teacher who said she had raw untapped potential. Much to Maddie’s astonishment, she loved playing soccer. No one was judging her flat chest, no one knew she used to be fat, had braces and acne and no one knew about her dad’s death. She got a fresh start; a chance to create a new persona….

Mrs. Sammantha Jones was one of the most powerful women in the city. Her husband was CEO of a major bank, and she was the trophy wife. She was head of the PTA of her daughter’s school, head of the parent/grad committee (that just happened) and was chair of her local co-op home association. She spent hours maintaining her perfect body, at all costs. She worked out daily and had very expensive, but impressive, implants. Although in her mid-forties, she looked and dressed much younger. When she and her 18-year-old daughter, Tiffany, were together, most assumed they were siblings. Sammantha dressed as a rich trophy wife should: dresses, heels, stockings, jewellery, all the accoutrements. She always looked perfect and always attempted to be the center of attention.

As usually is the case, the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. Tiffany had the same red hair; the same sweet seductive green eyes; and the same bright smile and Angelina Jolie lips. Tiffany also had the same ‘I am better than you’ attitude and the same diva complex. Tiffany tried out for soccer for one reason and one reason only: boys. At her high school, soccer was second in popularity to cheerleading. So, of course, Tiffany was captain of her cheerleading squad and goalie of her soccer team. She was incredibly flexible and quick, but, playing goalie she didn’t have to do all that exhausting running. Much even to her surprise, she not only liked it, but was damn good. The goalie was the heart of the team and thus so was Tiffany.

The first week of camp was all work and no play. Actually, the balls didn’t even come out till Wednesday. It was simply a gruelling week of intense physical tests. Layla believed she knew who the real soccer players were based on the first week. True players don’t bitch; they just work their asses off. After day two, Layla had already concluded that the girl with the most potential was Maddie. She worked her ass off and never let down for a second. Such dedication greatly impressed Layla and the naughty side of Layla wondered if Maddie would make a good little sub.

On the contrary, after about twenty minutes of the first day, Layla also knew who the biggest pain in the ass was going to be. Tiffany sauntered onto the field like it was a runway and complained instantly about Layla’s ‘endurance is key to victory’ philosophy. She even went so far as to suggest that she should get different treatment because she was a goalie. If Layla thought Tiffany was bad, her mother was even worse. As she repeated on numerous occasions, she had paid very good money for her daughter to get the best soccer camp and hadn’t paid all this good money to watch her daughter run. Layla played nice to her face, but was already considering her as a great MILF to seduce and control. She was bossy, bitchy and stuck-up, the type who, Layla had learned, desperately needed to be broken. Layla had learned early in her sexual prowls that the more confident and dominant a girl acted in public, the more likely it was that she was sexually weak. Layla looked at the mother-daughter pair and wondered how much fun it would be to Domme them both. Layla smiled deviously as she thought about it.

Week two saw their first game, and Layla surprised many when she didn’t start Tiffany, but the weaker, but harder working, Sally. Tiffany had a meltdown and her mother a similar one in the stands when she realized her precious was not in goal.

Layla, though, just smiled through it all, her decision having a double purpose. First, to make a statement to Tiffany, her mother and the team: hard work pays off and Layla played favourites to no one. Secondly, just to fuck with Tiffany and her mother, and to create the conflict that would trigger Mrs. Jones’ journey to becoming her submissive little MILF slave.

To make matters worse for young Tiffany, Sally played extremely well, making a few big saves in a 2-0 victory.

Maddie was the offensive star with a brilliant individual effort that scored their first goal and set up Carrie for their second goal, late in the match.

If Layla looked forward to crushing the Jones girls, she was also greatly intrigued by the sexy, shy and reserved Mrs. Walsh. Layla couldn’t explain it, but there was something remarkably sexy about her. She dripped sweetness like maple syrup, yet had a raw sexiness that Layla felt certain was just lying dormant, dying to break free. Layla envisioned a much different seduction with this sweet, innocent MILF.

As expected, when the game ended, Mrs. Jones was chomping at the bit to have a discussion with Layla. Layla coolly listened as Mrs. Jones lambasted her in front of other parents and spectators. Layla remained calm until the MILF, or as Layla now called her MIPD (mom I plan to dominate), finished her one sided rant, before politely smiling. “This is not the place for this conversation.”

Mrs. Jones continued her verbal assault until Layla’s smile faded and she said loud enough for all remaining, which was pretty much everyone, “Mrs. Jones, last time I checked I was the coach of this team. So if you don’t like how I run the team and the camp, I am sure Mr. Quincy would be willing to refund your money.”

As Layla expected, Mrs. Jones was not used to having someone talk back to her and was speechless.

Layla, knowing she had won this tiny battle, turned to her young team and congratulated them on playing a great first game. She finished by discussing a new tradition that already existed in football, the game ball. Layla explained that after each game, a game ball would be awarded to a member of the team who best represented true teamwork. Layla, looking directly at Tiffany, handed the ball to Maddie. Maddie looked like she had won the lottery. Tiffany’s cheeks went a flaming red that matched her long hair. Layla, toying with the rich bitch mother, turned around, smiled and winked at her. Daggers were returned. Layla turned her back once again on the pretentious mother-cunt and visited with her players.

Ten minutes later, Layla began to head to her car when she saw Mrs. Walsh in the background, patiently waiting for her daughter. Layla walked over to the shy woman. Layla started the conversation. “Mrs. Walsh, your daughter is one great soccer player.”

“Thank you, Layla,” she replied, beaming like a mother should when her daughter makes her proud, “and please, call me Clara.”

“Ok, Clara,” Layla obeyed, “I assume she gets her hard work and determination from you.”

The beautiful MILF or MIPS (mom I plan to seduce as Layla referred to her in her seduction plan), shyly responded, “I don’t know about that. Her father was the athlete.”

“Oh, too bad he wasn’t here to see her one-girl show today.”

Clara’s whole demeanour changed. She whispered, “He died a couple of years ago.”

“I’m so sorry,” Layla consoled, now feeling slightly awkward. She leaned in and gave Clara a big friendly hug. “If there is ever anything I can do for you,” Layla began, before giving a slightly suggestive tone, “and I do mean anything….”

Clara smiled back at Layla, oblivious to any innuendo.

Layla backed up, smiling softly. “I do know one thing she got from you.”

“What’s that?” she asked, curious.

“Maddie may not get her athletic ability from her mother, but she definitely gets her beauty from you.” Layla winked, just as she had to Mrs. Jones, but with a completely different subtext.

Mrs. Walsh blushed, and watched the pretty soccer coach walk away. Clara was not gay nor had the thought ever even crossed her mind, until now. She stared at Layla’s tight ass in the soccer shorts until Maddie arrived.

Layla returned to her car and was not slightly surprised to see Mrs. Jones waiting for her, still clearly foaming at the mouth. Layla put on her fake smile. She opened, her tone confident, “Mrs. Jones, I hope this isn’t still about your daughter not starting today.”

Mrs. Jones’ face gave in slightly, not used to not getting her way with her bully tactics. She continued her aggressive approach, “I spend good money for my daughter.”

Layla’s smile faded and she spoke with authority. “Look Sammantha, it is way too fucking hot to sit out here and argue with you. If you want to continue this, get in my car now and we will continue this conversation at my house.”

Before the bitch could respond, Layla began to get in her car. Mrs. Jones, not one to lose, hesitated briefly, but got in the car of the young soccer coach.

Layla smiled, knowing she had the bitch exactly where she wanted her. Once on the road, Layla began the conversation, “Sammantha, it is ninety degrees today, and you are wearing pantyhose. That is fucking crazy.”

Sammantha glared at the foul-mouthed college girl. She hated explaining herself to such a nobody, but she explained anyway, not attempting to hide her condescending tone. “Upper class people like myself dress up at all times.”

“You can dress up and not wear man-pleasing pantyhose.”

The MILF sighed, “Not that it is any of your business, but these are not pantyhose, but rather thigh highs.”

Although Layla knew the answer, she asked anyways, “What are thigh highs?”

Answering with a dramatic sigh, “They are like pantyhose, but only go to your thigh.”

Layla ordered, “Show me.”

The dominant tone of the young girl startled Mrs. Jones, but none-the-less she complied, her attitude still dripping with contempt. She lifted up her dress and revealed the top of her thigh high stocking. “See, this is what fashionable upper class women wear.”

Layla, her tone equally full of disdain, responded, “Really, I thought those were what sluts wore.”

“Excuse me?” the rich MILF asked, aghast at being called such a name.

“Slut, whore, tramp, the terms are interchangeable,” Layla smirked.

They arrived at Layla’s dorm. Sammantha Jones’ voice went shrill, “How dare you speak to me that way?”

“What way, Sammantha, truthful?”

“I have had enough, take me back to my car,” the insulted woman demanded.

Layla laughed while she placed her hand on the MILF’s leg, taking the risk she was sure would pay off. “Look Sammantha, it is obvious you want me to fuck you.”

“What?” the MILF sputtered, shocked by the blunt accusation, yet she didn’t push the pretty blonde’s hand away.

“You heard me,” Layla clarified confidently, before adding another shocking accusation. “Maybe you are a dyke like your daughter.”

Offended, Mrs. Jones defended her daughter, “Tiffany is not gay.”

Layla laughed and slid her hand just slightly, but under the skirt of her next submissive. “Sammantha, there are three things I am very good at. The first is anything to do with soccer. The second is being able to tell when someone is a lesbian or lesbian curious, often before they know, like your daughter.”

“You have no proof she is a lesbian then,” the mother said confidently.

“No, but I can get some, I imagine,” Layla replied, even more confidently.

Attempting to be adamant, yet clearly distracted by Layla’s hand now moving slowly up her leg, “She is not gay. She is dating a college boy.”

“So,” Layla teased, “you are a married woman who is about to come into your daughter’s coaches’ house and submit to her completely.”

“What? I am not,” the pretty MILF defended just as Layla’s hand reached her very damp pussy.

“Why are you so wet, Mrs. Jones?”

The mother stammered, realizing the control was shifting, “I-I-I am not.” Layla shut up the confused woman by shoving her tongue in the MILF’s mouth, while at the same time sliding a finger inside the bitchy woman’s cunt.

Sammantha didn’t break the kiss and rather moaned into the mouth of the soccer coach. She couldn’t explain it, but she was suddenly helpless and completely subdued by the pretty college girl. She let out a sigh when Layla broke the kiss and moaned as she felt a finger pump in and out of her long-neglected pussy.

“I will only ask this once Mrs. Jones. Do you want to come to my room?”

Reacting without thought, the horny confused MILF answered, “Yes.”

Layla stopped finger-fucking the horny bitch and explained, “If you enter my dorm, you need to understand you must obey every instruction I give.”

Suddenly Sammantha was nervous, but horniness and curiosity got the better of her. “I understand.”

Layla quickly finger-fucked the MILF for a few more seconds before pulling her finger out. She sucked the juice off her fingers, “Not bad for an old bitch.” Layla saw the fury in the facial expression of the powerful mother, yet was amused when no words followed. Layla ordered, “Follow me.”

Mrs. Jones sat frozen, stunned by the shocking turn of events. She was infuriated with the treatment she had received from this social nobody, yet an overwhelming large part of her was turned on like she hadn’t been in a long time. So although the dignified reaction was to just walk away from this crazy situation, she instead got out of the car and followed her into the dorm. She kept her head down while she passed a couple of other college girls. She again briefly thought of turning and walking away, yet her body had a mind of its own, and right now it was doing the thinking.

Once in her dorm room, Layla quickly peeled off her clothes and, once naked, ordered to the sexy MILF, “Mrs. Jones, get on your knees.”

Sammantha reluctantly obeyed, oddly mesmerized by the co-ed’s perfectly tanned body.

Layla smiled at the quick obedience of her new slut and explained, “I’m going to have a shower, follow along and wait till I am done.”

Humiliation burned through the powerful woman, but she reluctantly began crawling to the young blonde’s bathroom. While Layla was in the shower, Mrs. Jones replayed the afternoon in her head and no matter how she did, she couldn’t imagine how she ended up in this bizarre predicament or why she didn’t just get up and leave. She wasn’t a lesbian. She had never even considered another woman in a sexual way before today. Yet there was something drawing her, almost against her will, to the pretty, confident co-ed. She couldn’t explain it but she felt the need to obey the blonde goddess and to submit to her. Although she hated admitting it, the dominating attitude of the co-ed had turned her on and the quick fingering had her near orgasm in only a couple of minutes. As soon as she saw her daughter’s coach naked, she desperately wanted to touch the girl’s small firm breasts and to smell the scent of her shaved pussy. Sammantha shook her head, desperate to get these naughty ridiculous thoughts out of her head. She was brought back to reality when she heard her name.

“Earth to Sammantha. What are you thinking about?” a dripping wet and naked Layla asked.

Sammantha looked up from her knees and was awestruck with the young girl’s body. Sammantha worked out for hours every day and her body couldn’t even begin to compare with the co-ed’s. Looking into her eyes and realizing she was to speak, she answered honestly, “I was trying to figure out why I was here.”

Layla chuckled, “Well, that is obvious. You want to be my slut.”

“I do not,” the MILF responded, insulted at the verbal degradation.

“You don’t?” Layla asked. “You are in my dorm room, on your knees waiting for me to get out of the shower, so I think that qualifies as you being a slut.”

The rich upper class woman stammered, “I- I-I….”

“Is slut too extreme? Would you prefer dyke?”

Sammantha gasped, “I am not gay!”

“If you say so, slut. This game is getting old. You want to please me. Say it!” Layla demanded.

The dazed and humiliated MILF was not used to being bossed around. She wanted to defend herself and put this young nobody in her place, yet the words out of her mouth expressed the opposite. “Yes, I want to please you.”

“And you are a dirty rich slut who needs to be disciplined by me,” Layla continued the verbal onslaught.

Mrs. Jones wondered when the humiliation would end as she reluctantly agreed. “Yes I am a slut who desperately needs to be disciplined.”

“So you agree you need a Mistress?” Layla asked.

The word shocked her. She stammered a reply, “Um, I don’t know.”

Layla ordered, her voice flaming hot with anger, “Get up and leave, Mrs. Jones, I don’t have time for this insubordination.”

Mrs. Jones was startled as Layla walked out of the bathroom. She got off her numb knees and followed the co-ed she had just offended. The words that came out of her mouth shocked her. “I am so sorry, Layla, I don’t know what to say.”

Now half dressed, Layla dismissed the confused older woman, “Just leave. I will have one of my loyal obedient sluts take you home.”

Mrs. Jones stood dumbfounded while Layla made a call on her cell.

“Slut, get your ass over here now,” Layla ordered and just as quickly put her phone down. She looked at the MILF she was playing like a fiddle and asked, “What are you still doing here? If it is about your daughter, tell her if she wants to start, she better start working as hard as everyone else. One of my good obedient lesbian sluts will drive you home. Go wait at the front entrance. Now get the fuck out of my dorm room.”

A stunned and speechless Mrs. Jones walked out of the dorm.

Like an obedient child, she waited to be picked up by some stranger.

Meanwhile, Layla yelled, “Come in, Melody.”

A short, brunette entered the room and immediately fell to her knees, as she had been instructed to do anytime she was in the private presence of her Mistress.

Layla smiled and handing her car keys to her sub, she ordered, “Downstairs there will be a pretty older blonde. Please drive her home. If she talks to you, feel free to explain our relationship.”

“Yes, Mistress,” the pretty slave obeyed, taking the keys and leaving the room.

Layla smiled while devilishly pondering the afternoon’s events. If she was right, and she usually was, Mrs. Jones would come to her tomorrow. Oh, how she loved the thrill of the chase!

Melody went downstairs quickly and walked up to the older woman, saying, “Follow me, ma’am.”

Mrs. Jones, now desperate to get away, quickly followed, and soon they were back on the road. Mrs. Jones gave Melody the address of the soccer field where she left her SUV, as if Melody were her personal driver, and turned her eyes to the road.

Melody, the sweetheart she was, attempted to start a conversation with the rattled stranger. “How do you know Layla?”

Sammantha glared at the unknown co-ed and responded tersely, “None of your business.”

Melody ignored the ignorant tone and said giddily, “Oh, you are one of her subs too?”

“God, no,” the snotty MILF bitch responded, “I am not some dumb lesbian bimbo.”

Melody was offended by the woman’s demeaning words and drove in silence the rest of the way. Once at the soccer field, Melody taunted the woman, “You know ma’am, if Layla decides she wants you, you will be hers.”

“That is absurd,” Mrs. Jones responded.

Melody’s smile returned, her tone dripping condescending sweetness, “If you say so, ma’ am.”

Mrs. Jones could tell the girl’s smug smile was condescending, and quickly got out of the car and slammed the door. The car drove off and a still very rattled Mrs. Jones got into her SUV. When she returned home, Tiffany asked where she had been. The still rattled mother lied to her daughter, explaining she had gone for a massage.

Tiffany asked, “What are we going to do about Coach?”

Mrs. Jones shocked her daughter and herself, “Tiffany, stop being a spoiled brat and start working hard like every other girl on the field.”

“Mother,” Tiffany began.

“No, enough Tiffany. You are eighteen years old and it is time for you to fight your own battles for yourself. Do you understand?”

Tiffany, almost in tears, never having been yelled at by her mother, nodded her head in understanding.

“Good,” Mrs. Jones responded, calming down, “you are the better goalie Tiffany, but Layla expects you to work as hard as everyone else does.” Exhausted, Mrs. Jones hugged her daughter, something else she rarely, if ever, did and went to have a much needed shower.

That night, Sammantha tossed and turned, replaying the absurd events of the day in her head over and over. Why had she obeyed the harsh instructions of the young girl? Why did her pussy get so wet while in the presence of the young co-ed? Why didn’t she stand up for herself? Lastly, why was she so fucking horny? She masturbated herself to sleep, the thought of submitting to her daughter’s soccer coach replaying over and over in her head.


Next day at practice, Layla was happy to see a very different Tiffany. She didn’t complain and worked her ass off. Layla rewarded her with praise, “That’s much better, Tiffany.”

Layla also noticed that Mrs. Jones was greatly distracted throughout the practice, which made Layla smile.

When practice was done, Layla told the girls to have a good weekend, relaxing before Suicide Week: three games and three practices in six days.

The girls groaned and headed their separate ways. Layla asked Maddie, “What you doing this lovely weekend?”

Maddie, usually shy, couldn’t hide her excitement. “Two friends and I are going to the lake for a girl’s only weekend.”

“Very cool. Well, have fun,” Layla replied while thinking to herself that means her mother will be home alone. A variety of ideas floated in Layla’s head until she was distracted by the voice of Sammantha Jones.

“Layla, may I speak with you?”

Layla couldn’t believe the polite tone the overbearing mother used. Layla turned around and smiled, “What can I do for you, Mrs. Jones?”

There were only a few people still left, but Mrs. Jones spoke in a whisper, “I would like to discuss yesterday.”

“I see,” Layla responded thoughtfully.

“In private,” the MILF added, nervously.

Layla said, “My dorm is off limits today, there is some big reunion thing there.”

Mrs. Jones offered quickly, “We can go to my house.”

“I am not sure you understand what I expect from you,” Layla told her.

Mrs. Jones responded, shyly, “Yes, I do.”

“You do?” Layla asked, before leaning into the Mom’s ear, “I expect a hundred percent obedience. I expect you to be my personal slut.”

Her hot breath teased the older woman’s ear and a soft bite of the earlobe allowed an eager whimper to escape.

“Yes, I understand.”

Her tongue in the once bitchy woman’s ear, Layla added, “If I come to your house, I own you. Your mind and body are mine to do with as I please.”

The humiliated mother nodded her head in understanding.

Layla continued, “In public you will now call me Miss Layla and in private Mistress Layla. Is that understood, slut?”

Layla thought ‘slut may be pushing it’, but the defeated mother replied, “Yes, I understand Miss Layla.”

Layla smiled at the complete submission of this once high and mighty bitch. “What about Tiffany?”

“She is already on her way to San Diego with her boyfriend.”

Layla chuckled, “Soon she will accept that she is a dyke, just like her mommy.”

The new MILF sub went even redder, but didn’t say anything.

Layla asked, “And what about Mr. Jones?”

This time it was the MILF’s turn to laugh bitterly, although Layla noticed a tinge of hurt in it. “He is in France till the end of the month.”

“So we have the whole house to ourselves all weekend?” the dominant coach queried.

“Yes, Miss Layla, except for the maid,” the soccer mommy confirmed.

“Hmmmm,” Layla mumbled deep in thought. “All right, I need to go home and pick up a few things for your training.”

Mrs. Jones’ face flinched just a tad at the word ‘training’ and waited further instruction, like a good sub should.

Layla got Mrs. Jones’ address and whispered one last time in her ear, “By the end of the weekend, you will be a very different woman.” She bit the older woman’s ear hard and turned and walked away.

Mrs. Jones stood paralyzed until after her new Mistress had disappeared completely. As she slowly made her way to her SUV, she wondered what she had just got herself into. While her brain contemplated the long term consequences, her pussy juice began to leak through her thin thong.


Layla arrived a couple of hours later at the mommy-bitch-turned-obedient sub’s house with a duffle bag of toys and other essentials. She knocked on the door and was greeted by a black maid.

Layla asked, “What is your name?”

The older black woman, probably on her 40′s, responded, “Tamara, ma’am.”

Layla entered the mansion and was briefly awe-struck by the massive estate. She asked, “Does Mrs. Jones treat you well?”

Her facial expression betrayed her words, “Yes, she is a good boss to work for.”

Layla didn’t push it yet and asked politely, “Tamara, could you please tell Mrs. Jones that Layla has arrived?”

“Yes, ma’am,” the chubby black maid responded politely.

Layla surveyed the room while she waited. After a couple of minutes of waiting, Mrs. Jones arrived. “Welcome, Miss Layla.”

Layla smiled, “I think your personal residence counts as alone.”

Mrs. Jones looked at Tamara, “You are dismissed, Tamara.”

“Thank you, ma’am,” Tamara replied gratefully.

Layla waited patiently, allowing her new sub this last minute of public propriety. Once Tamara had left the room, Mrs. Jones looked nervously to the confident co-ed, “Welcome Mistress Layla.”

“This is a very impressive home, slut.”

“Thank you, Mistress Layla.”

Having had enough of the pleasantries, Layla ordered, “Take off your dress, my mommy slut.”

A small wince escaped the proud woman, but she obeyed the young woman’s order.

Layla walked over to the MILF or MIPT (Mommy I Plan to Train) and inspected her body. “For an older bitch, you have kept in amazing shape.”

“Thank you, Mistress Layla,” the half naked mother of one shivered.

“Let’s see those tits, mommy dyke,” the soccer coach ordered.

Shaking slightly, the rich mother unbuckled her bra and released her large firm breasts. She now stood in front of this pretty soccer coach in only her nude stockings, thong panties and four inch heels.

Layla pinched the woman’s nipples. “Why aren’t they hard, slut?”

Sammantha whimpered and answered clearly embarrassed, “They never get erect.”

“Really?” Layla asked, pinching harder. “Never?”

The MILF winched from the sharp pain. “Not since I had the implants, Mistress Layla.”

Layla moved around behind the older woman and stunned the woman with a sharp hard slap on her naked ass, the thong not covering any of the woman’s still impressive rear. “Fuck mommy-cunt, how many hours a day do you work out to keep this body in shape?”

“Three, give or take, Mistress Layla,” the humiliated redhead responded, tears now rolling down her face.

“Does your husband fuck you in the ass?”

“Yes, on occasion, Mistress Layla.”

“Do you like a nice hard cock in your ass?”

“Only when I am drunk, Mistress Layla.”

“Take off your thong, mommy whore,” Layla instructed.

Sammantha took off the thin piece of fabric, now standing in only her thigh highs and heels.

Layla inspected her new sub’s pussy. The cunt was completely hairless and her lips had a sweet shine to them. “Your pussy seems wet, mommy tramp. Why is that?”

“I don’t know, Mistress Layla,” Sammantha replied.

“Really? You have no clue?” Layla questioned.

“I can’t explain it, Mistress Layla, I wish I could.”

“You are so adorable in your complete upper class dignity,” Layla mockingly accused. “Take off my shoes for me, slut.” Layla lifted her right foot up and allowed the rich woman to be the maid for once. The woman’s hand shook slightly. Once the shoe was off, Layla lifted her left foot and the MILF repeated the order. The humiliation continued as Layla insisted she also remove her sweaty socks. The MILF complied. Layla, smiling deviously, commanded, “Clean my feet with your mouth.”

Sammantha Jones, one of the most powerful women in the city, looked up at the college co-ed with a look of disgust. Layla could see the woman on her knees contemplating this order. Layla’s smile did not falter, and soon Sammantha broke eye contact and took Layla’s toe in her mouth.

Mrs. Jones tasted the salty sweat of the girl’s foot that had presumably been in running shoes all day. The scent was disgusting and the taste awful, but she obeyed the nasty and humiliating task. Used to being in control, she knew exactly what the co-ed was doing to her. She was making it very clear who was in charge and seeing just how far the MILF would fall. Once done with the first foot, Mrs. Jones heard the cocky voice of the co-ed, “What about the soles of my feet, slut?” Anger bubbled inside the rich upper class woman, yet she obeyed the utterly humiliating task.

After both feet had been adequately cleaned to the liking of the young Mistress, she ordered, “Let’s go to your bedroom. I want to fuck my new whore in her own bed.”

The new submissive slave began to get off her already sore knees.

“Not so fast, slut. Lead the way. But do so on all fours.”

The MILF dropped back to her knees, her face as red as a burning fire. She began the lengthy crawl to her bedroom.

Layla grabbed her duffle bag of goodies and followed her new sub. Her grin seemed permanently burned to her face. She had dominated many women over the years, most with ease, but this one was already becoming her favourite because of her uppity I-am-better-than-you attitude.

Sammantha was mortified at her treatment by the pretty co-ed and even more mortified by the fact that she not only allowed it to happen, but couldn’t resist. Her knees were killing her and crawling like a dog in her own home was humiliating. Once she reached her room, she stopped. She didn’t know why, but she did. She soon heard the voice of her Mistress complimenting her, “Good slut, you are a fast learner.”

Layla walked to the king-sized bed and undressed. Soon she was completely naked. On all fours, Sammantha was in awe of the perfect body of her Mistress. Although the soccer coaches’ breasts were small, they worked with the rest of her perfect body. Layla asked, “Have you ever eaten pussy before?”

“No, Mistress.”

“Yet, you so eagerly submitted to me. Curious,” the blonde beauty pondered.

The older redhead pondered it as well. It made no sense. Yet, there she was on all fours, in her own house, eager to do just that. Eat her first pussy.

“Crawl to me.”

The MILF did as she was told, her pussy leaking slightly. Once she reached Layla, she looked directly up and was inches away from the girl’s pussy. The girl’s scent already lingered in the air. Layla asked, “Do you want to eat mine?”



“I don’t know.”

“You are going to have to do better than that. My pussy is a delicacy and needs to be treated as such. A rich bitch like you probably pays a good deal of money for a special delicacy. So I will ask again, cunt. Why do you want to eat my delicacy?”

The frustrated, confused and horny mom really had no idea, but she just said what she was feeling. “I can’t explain it. I have never found another woman attractive, usually only a threat. I have never liked being told what to do, but I can’t resist anything you say. There is something about you that I am drawn to. All I want to do is please you.”

Layla smiled, opened her legs a bit, and said, “Please away.”

The inexperienced MILF moved closer and extended her tongue. Other than tasting her own juices off her fingers, or more times than not off her husband’s cock, she had never tasted another pussy. Much to her surprise, her Mistress’ pussy had a very pleasant taste: sweet and tangy. The more she lapped at the appetizing juice, the more she wanted it. She wanted to bury her face deep into the young girl’s delicious pussy, but could not from the awkward position of her kneeling and the co-ed standing.

Layla, on the other hand, purposely chose this awkward and power position. It was incredibly hard to come this way and watching a rookie pussy eater attempt to please in such a position was always entertaining. Layla allowed the new MILF slut to lick her pussy for ten minutes in complete silence other than the odd moan, before she asked, “So, do you like being my little lesbian slut?”

The mother couldn’t believe her response, “Yes, Mistress, I love being your lesbian slut.”

Layla moved onto the older woman’s bed and spread her legs. “Get your ass up here and finish what you started.”

The MILF slut obeyed and quickly her head was buried between the lovely soccer coach’s legs. Now in a much more comfortable position, Sammantha could get much deeper with her tongue. She opened up her Mistress’s pussy lips with her tongue, trying to get deep into her cunt. The juices continued to flow slowly out of the young girl’s pussy and Sammantha, determined to get the young co-ed off, slid a finger inside the girl’s pussy.

Layla screamed the instant her pussy was penetrated, “Oh yes, my slut, finger fuck your Mistress. Make me come.”

Mrs. Jones frantically pumped the girl’s pussy with her finger while at the same time licking the young girl’s clit. She really had no idea what she was doing, but decided to focus on the clit, because that was what worked when her husband was going down on her. It seemed to be working, as the co-ed’s moans began to get louder and more constant.

“Yes, keep fucking me, slut. You will make a good addition to my little harem of whores. Fuck, fuck, finger-fuck me deeper, deeper, yessssssss.”

Sammantha felt the girl’s legs tense up and seconds later felt the gush of cum she had eagerly been craving ever since she first tasted the beautiful pussy. She eagerly lapped and lapped, attempting to get as much of the girl’s cum as she could. She didn’t stop until instructed.

“Stop slut,” Layla ordered, “I need a few seconds to recover.”

Sammantha laid subserviently, between her Mistress’s legs, waiting for further instructions, her face dripping with cum. Seconds ticked into minutes before the young Mistress spoke. “Get on the bed on your back, slut.”

“Yes, Mistress,” the MILF obeyed, hoping to get some much needed satisfaction. The co-ed went back to her bag again and quickly returned with it.

Layla grabbed the MILF’s arms and like a veteran cop had her new slave handcuffed to the bed in less than ten seconds. The look of fear in the MILF’s eyes was priceless for Layla. Layla reached in her bag of tricks and pulled out a small green vibrator. She turned it on low and slipped it inside the MILF’s already very damp cunt. The new slut let out a loud moan. Layla smiled while she continued the light bondage by tying her new slut’s legs together, pushing the toy completely inside the horny mommy. Once done, Layla leaned in and kissed her pretty redhead slut. The slut kissed back, already writhing from the toy doing her thing inside her. Layla broke the kiss and announced, “I’ll be back in an hour or two. Don’t you be going anywhere.”

The bound MILF begged, “Please don’t leave me like this. Where are you going?”

“Out,” Layla shrugged and left the slut bound and with a toy lodged inside her.

The MILF called out for Layla, but eventually quit. The buzzing down below was really getting her horny, a constant buzz, yet not enough to get her off. Resigned to her fate, she tried to move around so she could make herself come. Unfortunately, no matter how she moved, she couldn’t get to the next level. Frustration built inside her.

Meanwhile, Layla had not actually left but was in Tiffany’s room snooping. Layla searched for a diary, but there was none to find. She went onto the young girl’s computer and chuckled when it had no password protection. The first thing she did was search the sites she had recently been on. She was a Yahoo junkie it seemed. She also recently visited a site on soccer goaltending. Going back a few days Layla found what she was looking for. One site she was regularly on was called Literotica. As Layla continued scavenging through the different stories the young redhead goalie had recently read, she smiled. As expected, the majority of the vast majority of the stories were lesbian stories: Bedding the Babysitter, Training Teacher, Soccer Moms, and Presidential Powers. She seemed to like submissive characters and Layla smiled knowing that she would be an easy prey if she wanted…and she wanted. Layla went downstairs and got herself a glass of wine. She flipped on the TV and turned to a soccer match between the Americans and Germans. It was still scoreless with ten minutes left. Layla watched the end of the match that ended in a draw. She hated that. In her mind, there would be no shootouts, just straight overtime until someone scored. It might take hours, but that is what happens in hockey and she sure couldn’t see why a soccer game couldn’t be the same. Endurance and fitness were the two keys to success and soccer and it ticked her off when fate would decide the outcome after a lengthy game. She shut off the TV, went to the fridge and grabbed an impressively thick and long cucumber, some whipped cream, and a bottle of wine. She grabbed a couple of wine glasses and made her way back to her bound submissive mommy.

Chapter 3: Final Barrier

I awoke early, too early really. Mistress Zoë had her arms wrapped around my chest, holding me close. I could feel the regular rise and fall of her breathing against my back. As I lay there contentedly, I began to wonder why she had never asked me to do the two things that worried me; taking a cock in my mouth and in my ass. She’d teased me often about it, while I was sucking on her strap-on, or when she was pushing it into my butt, and I’d always said yes, I wanted a real dick. But she knew that I was carried away in the moment, in lust, that I didn’t really mean it. And then it struck me. That was why she never asked: she didn’t want to make me do anything that I wasn’t prepared to do.

So why was I so scared about this one thing? Because other people might think I was weird if they found out? I smiled to myself; I was lying here in a satin nightdress with a butt plug in my ass and I was worried that some stranger would think I was weird? I think not. So then, what? That I might like it? That I might actually turn out to be bi-sexual? Again, so what? I was certain Zoë and Kelly both were, so why not me as well? In any case, they loved me and I loved them, so nobody else mattered. It was irrational of me, like the lift. That was it! It was a phobia, and I should try to beat it. I WOULD beat it, and Zoë and Kelly would help me. I would do anything either of them asked of me, but they wouldn’t ask me to do this. So I was going to have to be the one who brought it up.

Mistress Zoë stirred, her face nuzzling into the side of my neck. Now was the time to say something, before I lost my resolve and changed my mind again.

“Mistress? Zoë? Are you awake?” I said softly.

“MMmm?” She murmured.

“Zoë, are you awake?” I asked again.

“No.” She said sleepily, her hand moving to my cock.

“Zoë, I want to do it.” I burst out.

“Do what?” She asked drowsily, still cupping my balls with her hand.

“I want a real cock. I want to feel what a real, live, dick feels like in my mouth, in my ass. What it’s like to have a mouthful of hot cum, and a butt-hole leaking spunk.”

Suddenly she sat up and looked down at me.

“You really mean it?” She asked, now fully awake.

“Yes.” I whispered, suddenly worried at my own impertinence.

“Why now sweetie?” She said softly, brushing my reddening cheek with her hand.

“Because, because I want to know what it feels like, because I want to be like you and Kelly, because I want to please you.”

“You always please me darling.” She said, giving my cheek a gentle kiss, and then nibbling on my earlobe. “In any case, I’m not sure I want my favourite Dolly to be used by some man.” She wanted me to beg; I could tell by the tone of her voice and the glint in her eye.

So I did.

“Pleeease Mistress. Please find me a real cock to suck on, and to fuck me.” I pleaded.

“We’ll see.” She said nonchalantly. I could tell she was already thinking about it though. She rolled me onto my back and sat on my chest, smiling down at me. Her nightie had become rucked up around her waist. My eyes went to the trimmed blonde pubes and then back up to her grinning face. “Convince me.” She said, a devilish grin spreading across her face. She planted her knees on my shoulders, leaving her pussy almost on my chin. “No hands.” She smirked, moving closer. Tentatively I stuck out my tongue and gently licked at her sex, running it up her pussy lips into the blonde bush just above her clit. She murmured in appreciation. I lapped again at her lips and then found her clit and swirled my tongue over it. She ground down on me and I pushed into her, sending my tongue as deep as I could. “Oh yes.” She breathed. “That’s a good dolly. I’m convinced.” She was getting wet and I could taste her. Her juices began to run down onto my face. I probed further, lapping up what I could. She fell forward onto her hands, her nightie covering me. Still I continued to tease her most intimate area with my tongue. Her breath was getting shorter and shorter, until she cried out and came, drenching me. Then the alarm went off. “Bugger.” She swore, reaching across and turning it off.

“Sorry Mistress. I have to go to work.” My voice was muffled.

“Yes, I know.” She sighed, getting off me. “Go and shower and then get your sweet butt back here. I’ll get your clothes ready.” I wasn’t sure I liked the sound of that. She could tell too. “Don’t worry, just go.” I went.

I came back into the bedroom and saw that she had only put out my work clothes, alongside which was a lingerie set of sheer nylon.

“Do you want me to wear the plug too?” I asked, beginning to put on the underwear.

“No. You don’t really need it anymore. Can you get tomorrow off?”

“Tomorrow? Shouldn’t be a problem. I have lots of time owing.”

“Good. I’ve something special planned for you, for us.”

“A cock?” I asked hopefully.

“Give me time!” She laughed. “No, this is something Kelly and I have been planning for a while, and I got an e-mail last night telling me the things we’d ordered are ready to be picked up. Now get!” She slapped my ass as I pulled on my work clothes over the lingerie. “Or I’m going to be late too.”

I arrived back at the apartment to find Mistress Zoë already home and opening a parcel.

“I got them!” She said excitedly.

“Got what?” I asked.

“Your surprise. Go and see if Kelly is home, she paid for half of this, so she should see it too.” Obligingly I trotted off to fetch Kelly, wondering what was in the parcel. Zoë’s excitement indicated whatever it was in the package wasn’t just a new set of clothes.

I knocked on Kelly’s door.

“Has it arrived then?” She asked as she opened it. There was excitement in her eyes too.

“Apparently. What is it that’s got the pair of you so worked up?” I asked.

“You’ll find out. Come on.” She practically ran to our apartment. I followed on, by now totally intrigued.

Zoë was waiting impatiently as we came in.

“Go and shower.” She ordered me. “And make sure you get all the hair off your chest and lower body.” Shrugging I went, leaving them giggling as they unpacked the mysterious parcel.

I returned to the front room to find them ready with my clothes for the evening.

“Come on; tell me what was in the box.” I said, now exasperated.

“These.” Mistress said, producing three objects from the box. Two of them looked like fake tits, and I couldn’t tell what the third was.

“And what are they?”

“Prosthetics.” Kelly said.


“Fake tits and a fake pussy. For you.” Zoë smiled.

“And how do I wear them? Inside my underwear?”

“No silly. They’re glued to your body with a special adhesive. That’s why you needed to be smooth. Now come here and be transformed.” Mistress ordered.

I stepped over to where she was indicating.

“Will the glue work?” I asked. “These things won’t come unstuck at some awkward moment will they.”

“It says not.” Kelly said, reading from a leaflet from the parcel. They spread the adhesive onto the items and my body. Kelly carefully positioned the fake breasts in place while Mistress Zoë lined up the false pussy. She had to manoeuvre my cock into a special ‘pocket’ before she stuck the whole thing down.

“Now lie still for half an hour while it sticks.” She said.

“What are you going to do?”

“Kelly and I are going to get dressed for a girls night out. Then we’ll come and dress you.” She said. “Now keep your hands away from them.” She slapped my hand away from where I had been moving it towards one of the protuberances on my chest.

“How long will they stay on?” I asked.

“The adhesive lasts for twenty four hours. That’s why you needed the day off tomorrow.” With that Zoë and Kelly left me to go and get dolled up for the night.

I lay still, my mind wandering to what might happen this evening. Maybe tonight I would get to taste cock in my mouth and even up my ass. I began to look forward to it, although I still felt a nagging worry. I shook my head: No, I did want to do it. I did want to be like Kelly and Mistress. I did.

“I do.” I whispered.

“You do what?” Mistress said, coming back into the room to stand beside where I was lying.

“You know.” I said, going red. “I want to feel a cock in me.”

“Then let’s go and find you one. Get up.”

I stood up carefully, not knowing if the glue had worked. It had.

“They’re stuck.” I said.

“Good. Now let’s get you dressed.” She handed me a fresh pair of black hold-up stockings. I sat to slip them on, loving the sleek feel of the nylon on my legs once more. The black silk underwear was next. The bra fitted snugly over my fake tits, revealing a generous cleavage that I’d not had before. Kelly came in and smiled at me. She was carrying a pair of ankle boots that she handed to me. “The dress first.” Zoë said, passing me a sleek black dress similar to the ones she and Kelly were wearing. I slipped it on, smoothing it down as Kelly zipped me in.

“This feels nice.” I said. “Which wig do you want me to wear Mistress?”

“I think we should all be blondes.” She laughed. “And put your make-up on while you’re there, you should be able to do it yourself by now.” I went to the dresser and completed my look for the evening. Kelly helped me a little and Zoë came over and nodded her approval when we’d finished. “Let’s go ladies.” The sound of that thrilled me strangely.

I wasn’t looking too bad; although I felt the other two were looking better, but as a trio, we looked pretty stunning and fairly similar. We went to a club on the far side of town. It was a small club, intimate; busy but not heaving. The three of us settled down at one of the tables. We were attracting some admiring glances; at least I think it was all three of us, the other two definitely were. Probably it was we were all dressed so alike except the silky scarf I wore around my neck. After a couple of drinks Kelly and then Zoë got up to dance. I considered it for a moment but I knew I’d never be able to dance like a girl convincingly; I could barely dance as a man! So I sat and watched them having fun, nursing my drink. I began to feel strangely towards the men they danced with. Zoë noticed as she sat back down.

“What’s the matter sweetie?” She asked after ordering another round of drinks.

“I’m sorry Mistress, but I think I’m feeling jealous.”

“Jealous? Of who?” She frowned slightly.

“I’m not sure.”

“Explain.” She leant forward.

“I’m either jealous of those guys who get to dance with you or…”

“Or what? Come on, tell me.”

“Or I think it might actually be I’m jealous of you and Kelly,” I went red and looked down at the floor.

“Me and Kelly? Why?”

“Because…Because, and I know how stupid this sounds, because I want to try and please a man.”

She laughed.

“You only made your mind up this morning about wanting to get a man in your mouth, you little slut, you.”

“I know. I said it was silly.”

“All right.” She sighed. “We might as well try and satisfy your new craving.” She moved closer to me. “See one you fancy?”

“I’m not sure. I don’t know what I’m looking for.” I must have looked crestfallen.

“Then Kelly and I will find someone for you.” She said, kissing me on the cheek before going back to the dance floor to speak to Kelly. Kelly looked over at me and smiled, nodding her head. And then I lost sight of them as they were swallowed up by the crowd of dancers.

About ten minutes later one of the male bar staff came over to our table.

“Mind if I sit here? I’m on a break.” He said. “And your friends said you were feeling a bit lonely.” He added as I nodded my acquiescence. We chatted for a little while, me using my ‘little girl’ voice, and then he just came out with it. “Your friends also said you were looking for a little ‘action’?” He phrased it as a question.

“Umm, well, yes, I suppose I am.” I squeaked.

“Come with me then.” He stood and held out his hand. I took it and followed him, excitement rising in me. This was it! He led me behind the bar and into the service lift used to move the stuff up to the bar. This made me nervous for two reasons. One was my ever-present phobia; the other was my rising anticipation. He pulled the shutters closed and the lift rose up the one floor, where he turned off the power.

“Don’t want to be interrupted do we?” He smiled. I shook my head, too excited to speak now. “You have a pretty mouth.” He said. “I can’t wait to see it around my cock.” Neither could I now.

I lowered myself to my knees and unzipped him, pulling his dick out. He smiled down as I looked at it, the first cock other than my own that I had really seen. I ran my hand over his stiffening member, feeling the bumps and ridges. He moaned softly. Now! I thought to myself. I was going to do it. I tentatively poked out my tongue and licked at his knob head, tasting the beginnings of his pre-cum. He moaned again as I slipped the head between my lips, my tongue still teasing his pee-hole. I put my hands on his hips and pulled him towards me, his cock sliding deeper into my mouth as Mistress had taught me with her strap-on. “Oh, that’s good!” He breathed. Pleased, I began to move my head backwards and forwards, his dick seeming to throb as I did so. This was so different to sucking on a plastic prick. I could feel the veins in his cock pulsing, could smell his aroma as he got more aroused. I swirled my tongue around his length. Apparently Mistress had taught me well. He laid his hands on my head and began to control my movements, his length reaching the back of my throat. My own cock was leaking pre-cum in its confined space by now but I wasn’t thinking about that. I just wanted to feel this wonderful dick gushing its load into my throat. I slowly increased my pace, my head bobbing along his shaft, my mouth clamped tightly around it, my tongue teasing it. His moaning began to increase along with his breathing. It would be soon I realised. “I’m cumming!” He gasped. I stopped moving, his cock all the way into my throat, and he let loose his load. Spunk spurted into my stomach. He pulled back slightly and filled my mouth with his second spurt. Jizz tasted different straight from the source.

As his climax subsided he took his cock out of my mouth and pulled me up.

“That was awesome girl.” He breathed.

“It was? I’m glad.” I said, still using y ‘little girl’ voice. I looked around at my surroundings for the first time, and realised we were still in the service lift. I had been so intent on what I was doing I hadn’t had time to be scared. The shutters opened suddenly and there was a second member of the staff there.

“There you are.” He said. “Zoë said you could help me with this.” He pulled out a stiff cock. Mesmerised I shuffled over and took this second dick in my hand. It was shorter but thicker than the first one, the owner of which was leaning back against the wall, the aforementioned cock stiffening again in his hand. I leant forward and licked at this new prick, teasing the head before opening my mouth wide and taking it into my mouth. The thickness of it was a problem at first but I quickly got used to it. It tasted slightly different too. It was soon thrusting in and out of my mouth. Out of the corner of my eye I saw the first guy walk up behind me, his dick now hard in his hand. Stopping momentarily I turned to him.

“You want to stick that in my ass?” I asked coyly.

“Can I?”

“Just take it slowly.” I said, returning my attention to the cock waving in my face.

The guy behind knelt down before rucking my dress up over my hips and my panties down to my knees. And then I felt the head of his stiff rod at the entrance to my ass. He rubbed my saliva from his cock into my asshole and then slowly pushed. I grunted around the dick in my mouth as I felt the head pass my sphincter muscle and then he was in, sinking his full length up my butt. My head swimming, I marvelled again at the difference between a real cock and a fake one. I could feel the heat from the two pricks inside me as I was double-teamed from both ends. I felt my own dick shooting cum into its pocket, dribbling from my false cunt like it was pussy juice. I rocked back and forth between the twin cocks, lost in my lust, and in a lift! I was feeling like never before, even when Zoë and Kelly had both taken me in this way with their strap-on’s. One moment I had a face full of pubic hair as I took the thick cock all the way into my throat, the next I had a pair of balls slapping the back of my thighs as the longer dick thrust deep into my bowels. The pace quickened as they both got more excited. I tried to slow them down; I wanted this feeling to last as long as possible, but to no avail. Suddenly my mouth was full of cum again. My hands pulled the guy towards me, holding him in until he’d stopped cumming, sucking all the spunk from his marvellous dick before I let him go. Now I concentrated on being butt-fucked. I began to clench my ass as he pulled away, and relaxed it as he plunged back in. I couldn’t keep it up for long as I came again. I’d never cum twice without something touching my cock before. I dropped to my elbows, raising my ass higher. It felt like he was fucking me deeper than ever, which didn’t seem possible.

“I’m close.” He grunted.

“Do it! Shoot your jizz into my butt. I want it all in my ass.” I cried.

As I shouted out, he came with a rush, shooting out thick spunk into my rear entrance. He inched back and released more into me, and then again before he slipped from me. I quickly turned and began to clean off his cock, again sucking the last of his jizz out.

“Are you gonna come back to the club again?” He panted.

“I might. Why?” I cocked my head girlishly.

“Because I’ve never had a fuck like that before.”

“Nor me.” I grinned truthfully.

“I’d like to see you again.”

“Me too.” Said the second guy who was still there.

“We’ll see.” I said, standing up and pulling my panties up before smoothing my dress down again. “Thank you.” I said, kissing them both on the cheek before heading for the stairs and the dance floor below.

Mistress Zoë and Kelly were waiting for me at our table.

“Well?” Mistress raised her eyebrow.

“Thank you Mistress. It was better than I’d imagined.” I kissed her and then Kelly too. “It was so exciting to be fucked in my mouth and ass by two real cocks.”

“So, we’re redundant now?” Zoë said, a smile playing across her face.

“NO! Never. I’ll always be yours Mistress. To do with as you please.”

“I know it!” She laughed. “Did you try out your new pussy?” I shook my head. “Do you want to?”

“With you and Kelly? Please.” I nodded.

“Come on then.” They took a hand each and led me home.

While we were staying at a hotel in Sydney, my wife Michelle booked a massage to relax. She works in a busy office and wears heels all day so lower back pain and aching legs are fairly common for her.

I love seeing her in the mornings as she gets ready for work. Her small slender 5’3″ body with long light sandy blonde hair and always wearing skirt suits. She always makes sure her underwear is a matching 12A Bra & size 8 panty set. Because we live in Melbourne, one of the coldest cites in winter, most days she has to wear stockings.

Anyway, I told her I would go upstairs to the pool while she had her massage and then we would go out for dinner & theatre to see the show we were in Sydney for. As I was leaving, the masseur was at the door with her folded table and bag. A hot little Asian woman in her mid twenties about the same build as Michelle and dressed in a white polo shirt and black bike shorts. She introduced herself as Sandy and I left.

After about 20 minutes at the pool, I had had enough of this small group of annoying kids who were running and jumping around. Not very relaxing for me so I decided to go back, have a shower and start to get ready.

When I entered the room, Michelle and the Sandy were facing away from me & didn’t know I had returned, but I could see from where I was the back left hand side of the table. Michelle was laying face down on the massage table and completely naked, while Sandy was standing in front of me working on her lower back, but blocking my view of my beautiful wife. I wanted to catch a sneaky glimpse of Michelle’s bare ass so I just stood quietly in the hall where they wouldn’t see me.

The massage was focused around her lower back and butt for a while and she seemed to be using alot of oil, then Sandy moved to the other side of the table. Her left hand was resting between my wife’s ass cheeks while her other hand was drizzling more oil to the area. Michelle was clearly enjoying her work because her breathing was pretty loud & she was humming quietly to herself. That’s when I noticed Sandy’s thumb pressing on Michelle’s tight pink assbud.

With a slight gasp from my wife, slowly Sandy’s thumb disappeared and it seemed like all the air escaped from the room. Here I was, hard as a rock, watching my blonde wife having her ass and pussy fingered by little Asian bombshell. I’d like to say I walked over and took control of the situation, but all I could do was stand and watch as this little Asian slut began to finger fuck my wife.

Then Sandy caught a glimpse of me, she didn’t let on that she had seen me, but I could tell because she started to smile when she realized I had been watching for a while and had no intention of announcing my return. Michelle started to hum louder now & her breathing had increased in intensity.

Just at that moment, the little Asian masseur Sandy lent down and started to softly kiss Michelle’s ass. Still with the middle & index finger of her left hand working my wife’s pussy, she slowly slid the thumb out of her ass and began to lick around her tight puckered pink hole. As her tongue extended, teased and then slid into my wife’s secret passage, she looked up.

Staring directly into my eyes, this little Asian slut was now spreading my wife’s ass cheeks with her free hand and tonguing like a machine as my wife raised her hips to encourage her to push deeper. Un-fucking-believable! It was all I could do not to shoot a load in my pants right there.

All of a sudden my wife let out a loud but restrained moan, then lay limp gasping for air through the face hole of the massage table with her left foot slightly quivering. Sandy slowly removed her hand & laid a towel over Michelle’s glistening naked butt as she looked at me & winked.

I walked back to the door, waited for about 30 seconds, opened and closed it louder than I normally would to make it appear I had just arrived. I walked into the main room and said “Hi honey, I’m back.”

My wife was just putting a bathrobe on and Sandy was folding up her table. “How was it?” I asked.

Flushed with messy hair & looking like she had just seen heaven, Michelle said “Wonderful… Just great! I feel much more relaxed now.” Barley able to focus on her words she continued “I’m going to have a shower and wash this oil off. Can you please tip Sandy?” With that she walked into the bathroom.

I pulled out a $100 note for Sandy, which she graciously accepted. Sandy then handed me a piece of paper with an address and said “Cancel your plans and be there tonight at 8pm, my husband & a few friends are having a small party.”

To be continued…

I hope you liked Chapter 16. I’m posting 17 before getting feedback and will do the same with 18, 19 and I think maybe 20. I really do apologize for the delay It took an email from a reader to “wake me up” so to speak. Enjoy and as usual, it’s not real it’s a fantasy and everyone in the story is over 18.

Chapter Seventeen – New Friends

The ride to her house was eventful. As soon as the lights were out and she had given the female cabbie her address, her hand was on my cock, pulling the zipper down so she could pull it out. When it was free of my pants, she looked up at me and smiled before dropping her head down and taking me into her mouth. I laid my head back and closed my eyes, concentrating on the sensations her mouth was giving me. When I reopened my eyes, the cabbie had adjusted her mirror and was watching Melody give me head. I smiled when she looked up and found me watching her. She smiled and winked and turned her attention back to her task at hand.

Melody looked up at me a couple times, trying to keep eye contact while she smoked my sausage but it wasn’t working. The more she tried to look at me, the less she was able to suck on. Finally, I just grabbed her head and held it in one spot while I lifted my hips up and fucked her mouth.

“Mmph! Oh Fuck!” She said as she pulled her mouth off my cock. She looked up at me with saliva hanging off her mouth with a wide smile.

“You like that?” I asked her as she wiped the drool off onto her shirt.

“Oh fuck yes! God that was fucking hot!” She said as she gripped my cock, jerking it off. I smiled. The cabbie coughed, clearing her throat to get our attention.

“Not like I’m complaining, that’s the biggest cock I’ve ever seen but, please don’t make a mess I’ll have to clean up later!” She said as she looked into the mirror.

Both Melody and I started to laugh. The cabbie wasn’t a bad looking lady, a little rough around the edges, but she was a good looking woman. A hard life had made her look rough. I smiled.

“I’m sorry ma’am, some things you just can’t wait for!” Melody said with a smile as I placed my hand on her thigh and slid it up under her skirt. “Oh baby! You’re gonna have to wait to do that!” She said to me. I smiled and pulled my hand back out and squeezed her thigh.

“Some things are worth waiting for. I can wait if you can.” I said with a smile. She sat closer to me, and continued to lazily stroke my cock as the cabbie navigated the streets. She pulled into a subdivision and steered the old style cab towards the end, back to the secluded section and into a cul-de-sac where Melody lived.

“Nice digs!” I said as the cabbie pulled into her drive. I looked around when we got out, even during the daylight, this place would be private. I held out my hand and Melody let go of my cock so I could help her out. I went to pull out some money to pay the cabbie and she looked out the window up at me.

“To be honest, I’ll give you this ride for free for just a taste of that!” She said as she looked at my cock, still out of my pants and pointing at her. I looked at Melody.

“It’s up to you.” I said with a smile. Melody looked at me and flashed me a naughty smile. I opened the door to the cab and let the cabbie swing her legs out, turning in her seat. I got a better look at her. She must have been a dancer at some point, she had a great body, just her face looked a little rough. Probably drugs and hard times had put her into this shape.

“You won’t be able to go to completion, it will take a while for that, but go ahead and knock yourself out.” I said as I moved closer to the car. She looked up at Melody.

“You sure sugar? This is your man, your cock.” She said before reaching out to touch it. Melody looked at me and then to the cabbie.

“Hun, with a cock like that, you can’t keep that to yourself! You wanna come in? I’m not opposed to an extra body while we play!” Melody said, hinting at a three way with the cabbie. The cabbie looked up at Melody and then to me. She grabbed my cock and pulled me closer, looking at the already spit shined head before putting her mouth over it.

She sucked me in, taking six inches before I hit the back of her throat. She moaned around my cock, obviously loving the feel of it in her mouth. When she pulled her lips slowly back off, she looked up at me, straining to keep her eyes on me while she tried to suck my flavor out the head of my cock. She got one single drop of precum. She pulled her lips off, rolling that drop around inside her mouth before looking at me again. When she opened her eyes, there was a smile on her face.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve had some grade-A dick, I’d sure hate to pass this one up!’ She said as she looked from me to Melody. I reached out and lifted her chin up to me.

“Stand up.” I said. She slid her ass off the seat and stood, standing almost as tall as I was. I pulled the barrette that held her hair up and let it down. She shook it out so it cascaded down her back and over her shoulders.

“I’m not much to look at.” She said as she looked away, knowing the years had been hard on her. I smiled.

“Open your shirt.” I said. She looked at me then looked around. “It’s okay, there’s no one for a mile that’s gonna see anything.” I said as I looked at Melody. She was getting hotter by the second. She moved to me, standing to my side, running her hands up and down my back and chest, wanting to touch my cock but resisting.

The cabbie slowly started undoing the buttons on her shirt, starting at the bottom instead of the top. As each button came undone, the smooth skin of her belly became exposed. I was impressed so far, she skin smooth and taut, like a dancers would be.

When she finally reached the top button, she looked at Melody and then me. With her eyes focused on mine, she undid the top button and let the shirt hang open. No bra but with tits like hers, standing high and firm and big, she didn’t need a bra. Melody sucked in her breath before I could, the cabbie heard it.

“What’s your name baby?” Melody asked her. She looked at Melody and I could see the want and need in her eyes. I peered into her mind.

A hard life growing up. Abused by her stepfather and her uncle in Jersey. She ran away at sixteen, hitched a ride with a trucker, a kind old man that let her ride with him until they reached Vegas. He didn’t ask for anything, showing her kindness the whole time, the only shining light she’d ever known.

She got to Vegas and tried out as a dancer for the big shows. Her breasts were too big and she was too young, but they didn’t know that. She slept where she could and when she could. She ended up being a topless dancer, lying to get the job. She did that for a while, met a man with money. He used her and abused her, got her addicted to drugs. He died of an overdose, leaving her with nothing and leaving her addicted. His death was a wakeup call for her, but the drugs had already done their damage. She got clean in an halfway house and finally found her a job as a cabbie. Been doing it for the last fifteen years. I felt for her.

“My name is Anna.” She said to Melody. I smiled and reached out to touch the smooth skin of her belly. She sucked her breath in and tightened her muscles in anticipation of my touch.

“I wont hurt you Anna. That’s the last thing I would do.” I said as I touched her belly. Her skin was so smooth and soft, I slid my fingers lightly up to her rib cage, beneath the shirt and to her breast as I stepped closer to her. Her breath caught in her throat.

“God it’s been so long since a man touched me!” She said as my hand covered over her left breast. I smiled and slid my other hand up her side and over her breast. I cupped them both gently, feeling their smooth skin and weight. She looked into my eyes as I held her breasts in my hands. I opened the shirt, pulling the fabric away from her breasts so I could see them in all their glory.

“Damn! Anna, you’ve got amazing breasts!” I said as I admired their perky and firm shape. She blushed and looked at Melody for help.

“Come on stud! You’ve got two horny women to satisfy tonight!” Melody said as she grabbed my cock. I reached for Anna and grabbed her shirt, pulling her along with me as Melody guided us with her hand on the shaft of my cock.

Inside the house, Melody led us into her bedroom where I finished stripping in near record time and sat back on the bed and watched the two of them strip. Anna was tall, much taller than Melody and their bodies were just as different.

Melody was smaller, but more compact, a gymnasts frame with oversize attributes. Basically a tight little body with big tits and a nice round ass. Anna, was taller with smaller, but still firm, breasts that hung right where they should be, not too high and not too low. Her ass was slimmer and when she stood just right, you could see through the upside down triangle that her thighs created, giving me a perfect view of her protruding pussy lips. Her face was pretty, but once she used to be beautiful. I smiled at them both as they stood at the foot of the bed, watching me stroke my cock without shame at my open lewdness.

“Ladies, I’m lonely up here all by myself. Why don’t you bring those sexy bodies up here and join me and lets see how tangled we can get our bodies!” I said with a smile. Melody jumped up onto the bed and slithered up to me, kissing me on the lips before sliding back down to my cock and taking it most of the way into her mouth and partly down her throat before pulling back off and repeating. I looked at Anna who stood still, afraid to get on the bed.

“Anna, come here.” I said as I held my hand out over the side of the bed. She moved slowly, covering her pussy and her tits as she walked. When she reached the side, she watched as Melody engulfed my cock, taking eight inches into her mouth and down her throat. She looked up to me, fear and uncertainty in her eyes.

“I don’t know if I should be here.” She said, getting nervous and wanting to leave.

“Don’t. Stay with us and enjoy what God gave us all.” I said as I took her hand and pulled her to me. She lay across the bed with her arm laying across my chest as I pulled her face to mine. I kissed her gently, running my hands from her head to her shoulders and down to her breasts, fondling them gently, lightly pinching and pulling at her small nipples.

“God that feels good!” She said as she pulled away and looked down to watch as my hand traveled down over her stomach to the thick patch of pubic hair covering her love mound. Her mouth opened in hesitation, waiting, needing me and almost begging me to touch her pussy. I pulled her face back to me, planting my lips on hers as I slid my fingers gently through her thick coarse hair and in between her legs to her wet pussy lips.

She moaned into my mouth as I gently touched her sex. Her left leg lifted and separated from the other, giving me complete access to her pussy. With my left hand, I held her head, gently caressing her face. I lightly teased her pussy for a moment and then retreated back up to her breasts. She went for my hand to push it back down, instead, I took her hand and placed it on Melody’s head. She looked at me and smiled as she pushed Melody’s head down, forcing her to take most of my cock down into her throat.

“You’re such a dirty girl just waiting to happen aren’t you?” I asked as she let Melody go, letting her come up for air. Melody looked over Anna’s shoulder to me, making contact with my eyes. I smiled at her and watched her smile turn into a grin.

She left my cock and slowly made her way over behind Anna. Her first kiss startled Anna, making her jump closer to me. Melody’s second kiss was right on as she closed in on Anna’s pussy. She could feel the heat coming off Anna’s cunt as it sexed up. It hadn’t been used in quite some time for anything other than an occasional finger session. Anna sighed as she felt Melody’s lips on her sex. I pulled Anna to me and kissed her and with my free hand, I reached down and grabbed Melody’s head and pulled it into Anna’s crotch. She didn’t need and help giving Anna oral, I was just being a dick.

Anna moaned into my mouth as Melody latched onto her pussy, licking and sucking her to heightened excitement. I was left alone and that wasn’t sitting right with me since there were two women in the bed that could take care of me. I scooted over in the bed, forcing Anna to lay down. When I was situated in just the right spot, I pulled her head over to my cock and fed her the hard flesh rod.

She attacked it with a fever as Melody ate her to her first orgasm that wasn’t self induced.

“FUCK! Oh fuck!” She screamed around my pole as her orgasm hit. I smiled as she sucked harder while her orgasm swept through her body, filling her cunt with juice. Melody pulled her face away from Anna’s pussy. She smiled at me with her face covered from cheek to cheek with Anna’s pussy lube.

“You’ve got to taste her! She’s fucking fantastic!” Melody said as she slid up to me. She lay next to me and leaned up, I could smell Anna’s cunt cream on Melody’s face. I slithered my tongue out and licked her chin and her bottom lip. She moaned. “Oohhh that’s nice!” She said, holding on to my face to keep me there licking her. I lapped at her face like a dog would, licking up all the juice I could.

“I gotta have more of that!” I said. I grabbed Anna by the hair and pulled her off my dick. She grunted her dismay at having her lollipop taken from her and rolled over to my side. I pulled her hair, pulling her to me. “Get up here and sit on my face!” I said to her. She smiled up at me as I let go of her hair so she could climb up and set her tasty pussy down on my lips. I grabbed Melody by her hair and pulled her down to my cock. This was heaven, two hot bitches, one sitting on my face, the other face fucking my cock. Couldn’t get any better than this!

Anna sat down, placing her vertical lips down on my horizontal ones. I slid my tongue up inside her and instantly, her juices poured out and into my mouth. Like the forbidden nectar of the Gods, she was heaven. I latched on with my hands on her thighs and pulled her down, forcing her pussy onto my mouth. I licked and sucked her cunt and clit until she came in my mouth, flooding it with her tasty cooze cream.

“Fuck you taste so good! I can’t get enough!” I said as I latched on again. Anna grabbed hold of the head board to the bed to steady herself as I ate her to her third orgasm. Her legs shook and vibrated next to my head as her third orgasm swept through her body.

“GOD! I can’t take anymore! Please! Let me rest!” Anna begged. I couldn’t stop eating her pussy she tasted so good. Finally, halfway to her fourth, she fell over onto the bed, taking what seemed like the fountain of youth away from me. With her off my face, I looked down at Melody.

“Bitch get up here!” I said to her. She pulled her mouth up off my cock and slithered her thick compact body up my muscular frame until she was looking me in the eyes. I pulled her face down to mine and pushed her ass over, forcing her to straddle my thighs. With my cock in my right hand and her tit in my left, I slid my cock along her slit, prying her cunt open so I could jam my cunt pounder inside her.

“FUCK baby! That feels so good, put it in! Stop teasing me! I said put it in mother fucker!” She said as she slammed her ass down, forcing the whole thing up inside her. “Oh GOD!” She said as the full length and girth of my cock forced her pussy to spread wide. Her eyes opened wide as she looked down at me, her hands on my chest, holding her up from going down any farther.

“Bigger than you thought huh?” I said to her with a wicked grin.

“Fuck yeah! Feels so fucking good though!” She said as she rose up slowly and then slid back down the length of my cock, burying it inside her tight twat. Her body shuddered as she sat down, her cunt being filled with my cock. “So fucking big!” She said as she closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip. I smiled and slid my hands up to her 34D tits and squeezed until her nipples popped out between my fingers.

“And you’re fucking tight! Damn I haven’t had a pussy this tight in a long time!” I said as she opened her eyes and looked down at me.

“You like my tight pussy baby? You like how it feels around your big fat cock?” She said, talking dirty to me. I looked over at Anna who was laying on her side with her hand on her pussy.

“Yeah baby, I like you’re tight pussy, but we are neglecting another hot pussy right here!” I said as I reached out for Anna. She slid over to me, running her hand up and down my muscular chest.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve been with a real man. You gonna have enough strength for me too?” She asked as she licked my nipple. I smiled and grabbed her by the hair, forcing her to look at me.

“Baby, I’ve got more than enough stamina and endurance for ten of you hot bitches! As soon as she cums all over my cock, I want you to climb on and go to town!” I said to her. It hadn’t occurred to me that calling them bitches might offend them, but neither of them objected to the dirty talk. Melody especially.

Anna smiled and planted her lips on mine. Her tongue slid in between my lips and toyed with mine, showing me a playful side to her. When she pulled away, licking the saliva that collected at the corner of her mouth, there was a twinkle in her eye, a renewed vigor that had long ago faded from her memory. I pulled her down to me, pulling her past my lips so I could whisper in her ear.

“When we are done here, I want to do something for you, something no one else can. If you will let me, I promise you, you won’t regret it.” I said to her. She pulled away with a questioning look in her eyes. I smiled and pulled her back down to my lips, kissing her gently but passionately.

“Oh FUCK! FUCK YES! MOTHER FUCKEEERRRRR!” Melody screamed out as her orgasm tore through her body. I could feel her cunt clutching my cock as she slammed down one last time like she was trying to choke my cock. I let her sit there for a moment as her orgasm swept through her. Anna pulled away and the both of us watched as Melody’s body shook and vibrated. Her head was rocked back as her eyes shut tightly when the orgasm started. When her body finally settled down long enough for her to open her eyes and look at us, there was a satisfied smile on her face. “Gina has no idea what she’s missing!” She said with a smile. I chuckled and pulled her down to me, putting pressure on my cock inside her twat.

“She’ll find out eventually. Right now, I want to know. Are you satisfied?” I asked her. She looked down into my eyes, glazed over and filled with satiated lust.

“Completely! The only thing that will make this better is you’re hot cum blasting my face!” She said with a wicked naughty smile. I pulled her down, mere inches from my face.

“Once Anna has cum all over my cock like you just did, I can arrange a cum facial for you both!” I said before pulling her down so I could tongue fuck her mouth. She moaned into my mouth as I orally raped her with my tongue, feeding her lust.

“You better hurry! I need it bad! I love the taste of cum and I’m fucking hungry for it!” She said with a twinkle, showing me a very naughty side, much different than when we first met.

“Does Gina know you’re a naughty little slut?” I asked, talking dirty back to her.

“No and she wont. She thinks she’s hot shit and has no idea what it takes to pleasure a man, or a woman!” She said. That intrigued me. I’d have to get both of them in a Sapphic three-way with Anna before I joined in later at some point.

“Well, if you want my cum, you need to get the fuck off my cock so Anna can feel what you just felt!” I said as I slapped her ass. She smiled down at me as she pinched her nipples, showing her boldness and willingness to act like a slut.

“Spank me baby!” She said as she rolled off of me. I smiled and slapped her ass one more time before looking at Anna.

“Baby, you said its been so long, I want to pleasure you. I want you to feel like the woman you used to be. Tell me what would make that happen for you?” I said as I got on my knees and pulled her up to me. She looked in my eyes, searching for something.

“Hun, what I really need is some love and tenderness.” She said as she closed her eyes and looked away. I pulled her face back to mine. When she opened her eyes, I was staring into them.

“Then lets lay like lovers. I will treat you like a woman needs and should be treated.” I said with a loving and tender smile.

“And then roll me over and fuck the shit out of me?” She asked with a smile. I grinned to her and pulled her face to mine.

“I’ll fuck the shit out of your pussy and your ass if you want me to!” I said before I kissed her. When I pulled away from her, her eyes were closed, filing the memory and feeling away for later remembrance.

“Make love to me first baby, let me feel that again. Then, have you’re way with me.” She said as she looked into my eyes. I could tell that she needed the loving more than anything. I was drawn to her, much like Melody and the women back in Jersey. But she was different, I wanted to help her, show her that there is life after life seems to end.

“As you wish my beautiful lover!” I said as I pulled her to me, laying back and stretching out, feeling the full length of her firm body against mine.

Slowly, I built up her fire with touching and kissing and lots of caressing. When she was ready, she was panting. Her hips were hunching down onto my cock, begging for it to be inserted in her most sacred of holes. I rolled her over and slowly kissed my way down her body, taking gentle care to kiss all over her breasts and down over her flat tummy. She giggled when I stuck my tongue inside her belly button. As I lowered farther, I noticed Melody as she moved up to lie next to Anna. Melody took her hand and held it, wanting to feel the love and passion as well even though she just had the biggest orgasm of her life.

I kissed down farther until I was stretched out with my head between her legs. Melody had moved closer to Anna and was now licking her left nipple, caressing her breasts gently as she bit and sucked the little nub in between her lips. Anna was in full lust now, Melody’s workings of Anna’s tits and my gently kisses and licks up and down her furrow, tasting her special sauce in between licks on her clit.

“Oh God baby! Now! Give it to me now!” She moaned and begged. I looked up and found both of them looking at me, lust in their eyes. I didn’t say anything as I started to slide back up. When I reached Melody, she licked Anna’s juices off my face before I reached Anna’s lips. She kissed me, tasting her own secretions and smiled when I pulled away.

“Are you ready sexy baby?” I asked her between gentle kisses about her face.

“I’m so ready! Put it in! Please put it in!” She begged as she reached up to my face and held it in place so I could look into her eyes and see her need.

“Okay, okay. You’re ready!” I said as I lowered my hips, going by feel as I felt my cock head hit her bush. I moved down, letting my cock head slide down between her puffy lips. “You might want to spread those sexy lips of yours, I don’t want to hurt you.” I said to her. She reached down, one hand gently taking my shaft while the other opened her lips up.

“It’s been a long time. I know I keep saying it, but you just don’t know how long it’s been.” She said as she captured my gaze with hers. I smiled and bent down. I placed my lips over hers, sliding my tongue in to greet hers again. Slowly, I pushed my hips forward, the head of my cock parting her lips more as it slid into her tight hole.

“Fuck you’re tight!” I said as my head popped through the tight little hole. I looked at Melody. “And I thought you were tight! Fuck this is insane!” I said, hoping I didn’t offend her.

“Take it easy then baby. Make it beautiful and perfect for her.” Melody said, understanding I didn’t mean to offend as she leaned up and watched as my cock disappeared in Anna’s tight pussy. Slowly I pushed until I had about three inches inside her. I looked down and there was a slight look of discomfort on her face. I bent down and kissed her as I held my cock there, letting her pussy adjust to my size.

“You’re so beautiful, so sexy! I could do this all night with you!” I said as I pulled away, she looked up into my eyes, a tear forming. “No baby. Don’t do that!” I said to her. My voice was sweet, tender, gentle. I kissed her tear away and started to pull back out.

“Oh that feels so good!” She said. I smiled when just the head remained and then slowly started to slide back in. Melody had her hand on my ass, massaging my tight buttocks as I slowly corkscrewed into Anna. She let go of Anna’s tit and got up on her knees, kneeling next to me and bent down to whisper in my ear.

“I’ve never met a man like you. I’m not looking for a relationship, but I’m also not ready to let you go!” She said as she licked and kissed my ear and the side of my face. I turned my head and smiled.

“I’m not going anywhere for a while.” I said to her and planted my lips on hers. She latched onto my face with her hands, holding me while I pulled out of Anna and slowly pushed back in, pushing five inches into her. Melody looked down and watched as the look of discomfort on Anna’s face change to a look of bliss and satisfaction.

“I think she’s ready for a little more!” She said. I looked down, Anna was smiling.

“Yeah baby! Give me more!” She said with a happy smile. I bent down and with my lips barely touching hers, flicked my tongue out and licked her open mouth, tasting her lips.

“Brace yourself baby. I’m gonna give it all to you!” I said as I pulled out. She looked into my eyes and smiled.

“Do it baby, ram that big cock inside me!” She said. I pulled out till just the head remained and then, with a slight hesitation, I slammed back in, pushing eight inches inside her. Her eyes went wide.

“FUCK YES!” She said as I started to fill her up. I didn’t pull back out, just kept pushing until I was completely inside her, my head poking into her cervix.

For a moment, her eyes went wide and her mouth opened. Nothing came out, no words nor breath. She just looked at me and then her body shuddered.

“Oh God! Oh God! Oh my fucking GOD!” She said as she finally exhaled, her orgasm reaching its peak, flooding her pussy and coating my cock with her girl cum.

Melody reached down and gave my balls a gentle squeeze before sliding her hand down to where I was joined with Anna. She looked at me and smiled. When she pulled her hand away, it was covered in Anna’s cum.

“Damn baby! She’s so fucking wet!” Melody said as she brought her hand up and licked a finger then offered me her tasty digits. I licked the succulent juice off Melody’s fingers and then looked down at Anna.

“Was that good baby? You like how I fill you up?” I asked her. She smiled up at me.

“No one has ever been that deep!” She said as I held my cock there, giving it short thrusts to try and probe deeper. With each short hunch of my hips, she grunted and sighed. Her smile never left her face. “Okay baby, harder now.” She said as she looked up into my eyes.

I pulled out and pushed back in, not slamming in, just building up a good steady pace. I looked into her mind and saw nothing but cosmic bliss. I read her thoughts and was happy with what I saw. She really needed this, a nice slow fuck to bring her back into the living. Something to give her a little hope for her future. I smiled down at her as I saw her need be replaced with satisfaction. I slid in until I was bumping my hips against hers, giving it a little extra as I bottomed out. She would moan and coo each time I hit.

Not that she needed any extra stimulation, Melody moved gently on the bed until she was kneeling at Anna’s midsection. With her left hand, she reached down and gently rubbed Anna’s clit while the right hand massaged and teased Anna’s nipples.

Slowly, I was picking up my pace, going faster and slamming into her harder until her second orgasm, which was really her fifth, started to rise and her cunt muscles started to grip my cock as it slid in and out. This was my cue to throw all caution to the wind and just pound her pussy.

“Oh fuck! Fucking yes! I’m cumming! AUGH!” She screamed out as this orgasm grew bigger than the last as I pounded into her. I wasn’t working hard, but with the temperature in the room and my own excitement level, I was working up a sweat. Melody pulled her hand away from Anna’s pussy and gave me her fingers to suck on before she used her hand to wipe the sweat off my forehead.

Anna put her hand up on my stomach, telling me to stop for a moment. I couldn’t. Though I held my spot, not thrusting in, I did give her small little jabs with my cock, pushing in only a couple inches to push her orgasm to newer heights. Her eyes went wide as her fifth orgasm turned into a sixth. Now her cum was really flowing, coating not just my cock but my balls too. I smiled down at her as she looked into my eyes.

“Ride it baby, ride that wave of ecstasy! Cum for me, cum hard!” I said as I looked down at her. A small bead of sweat dripped off my face and fell onto hers. She looked up at me, reaching for my face and wiped the sweat off. She brought her hand back to her mouth and licked my salty sweat from her hand.

“Now, roll me over and fuck me into oblivion!” She said with a wicked smile. I smiled down at her before dropping down and plastering my sweaty chest on hers.

I fucked my tongue into her mouth, taking it like I took her pussy. She responded by humping her hips up, sliding her pussy up and down on my cock. I moaned into her mouth and when I opened my eyes, she was looking at me, that lusty look growing inside her.

“I’m gonna wear you out baby. You’re gonna beg me to stop its gonna feel so good!” I said as I pulled my cock out. She sucked in her breath at the sudden vacancy of her twat.

I sat back on my heels and grabbed her hips, I flipped her over to a gleeful squeal and then I pulled her hips up, putting her in position. Then I slid off the foot of the bed to stand and pulled her ass back, forcing her to the edge of the bed. I stood back and admired the sight of her tight ass spread and bent over for me, waiting, begging me to shove my cock inside her. I reached out and felt the smooth taut skin

of her ass. Melody watched as like a surgeon, I slowly built up Anna’s excitement and urgent need as I slowly made my way to her pussy, slapping her ass and rubbing her swollen pussy lips. When Anna’s moans and grunts reached a fevered pitch, I stepped up and slammed my cock completely inside her waiting pussy.

“FUCK! YES! Fuck me baby! Fuck me good!” She said as I grabbed her hips and slammed my cock inside after pulling out just slightly. She grunted and shook as the force of my hips slammed into hers, jamming my cock balls deep inside her cunt. Melody slid off the bed and got down, sitting on her sexy ass as she slid between my legs. She tilted her head back and stuck out her tongue, licking my balls as they passed over her face.

Over and over I slammed my cock deep inside her cunt while below me, Melody licked my balls as they passed over her face. Slowly, through my thrusts, I toyed with her asshole, slowly working my thumb inside her. When she first felt it, first felt me trying to push it in, she looked back at me and smiled.

“Do it fucker! I want it!” She said as I jammed my thumb inside her ass. Her eyes closed and she cooed at the extra insertion. She looked back at me, watching me as I slammed my cock deep over and over, fucking my thumb into her ass in an alternating rhythm. Slowly, her seventh orgasm built. The faster it built, the faster I fucked. The harder I fucked her, the faster her orgasm built. Soon, she was creaming all over my cock. She fell forward, exhausted into the fetal position with her hands on her pussy, holding it and scooping her cum out of her spasming twat and bringing it to her lips.

I stepped back, watching her eat her own cum for a moment before looking down at Melody, sitting there so naked and so pretty. I grabbed her by the hair on the top of her head and pulled her to my cock, feeding her the girl cum coated schlong.

“Suck it bitch!” I said to her as I pushed the head between her lips. She smiled around the head, biting down on it, showing me that she wants to be naughty. I pulled out of her mouth and grabbed my dick at the base and started slapping her face with it. “You want my cock bitch? You want me to fuck you with this big cunt stuffer? Huh bitch? You want my cock?” I teased, letting her lick the head, but not letting her suck it. I wanted it, I wanted to shove it in her mouth, force her to suck my cock down into her throat, but playing with her, teasing her was fun and she was getting off on it as well.

“Come on mother fucker! Let me have it!” She begged. I smiled.

“You want it bitch? You want my cock?” I teased, stuffing five inches inside her mouth. She moaned around my stiff pecker before I pulled it out. I looked at Anna, she was watching the display with amusement and lust as she wasn’t holding her cunt anymore, she was playing with it.

“FUCKING GIVE IT TO ME!” She said as I stuffed it back inside her mouth, forcing it down into her throat. She gagged and coughed around it before I pulled it out.

‘How’s that bitch? Is that how you want it?” I asked teasing her with it. Her eyes were on the head, her mouth open, waiting for me to jam it back into her mouth. I pulled my cock away from her face as I pulled her up by her hair onto the bed, on her stomach. I slid up behind her and pushed her legs open with mine, forcing my way into her. I slammed my cock back inside her pussy, jamming it all the way in.

“You want it here? Is this where you want it bitch?” I said as I slapped her ass. She grunted but didn’t say anything. I fucked into her four or five times before I pulled out and slapped her ass with my cock. Her ass was thick, the cheeks nice and round and they stuck out just right. I slapped my cock right down into the deep crevice that the two firm mounds made and slid my cock back and forth.

“You like this bitch? You want me to fuck you don’t you baby?” I said as I teased her.

“Please baby! Put it in me! Give me your big beautiful cock!” She said. I smiled at her as I slid it back and forth over her tight little asshole.

“Okay baby, I’ll give you my cock. How about I slide my big fuck stick up inside you’re tight little asshole?” I said. She looked back at me, her face a mask of fear, her eyes daring me to do it.

“No baby! You’re too big to fit in my tight little hole.” She said, tempting me, telling me that she really did want it.

“Oh sweetie, you’ll love it! I promise you, you’re gonna feel so good, you’re gonna beg me to fuck you like a cock addicted cum whore!” I said as I slapped her tight ass cheeks before pointing my cock at her tight little hole and pushing on the tight anal ring.

She looked back at me and instantly relaxed her ass muscle but still looked back at me with fear in her eyes, playing with me. I flashed an evil smile just as the head of my cock popped into her tight shit hole.

“How that for tight baby?” She said as she looked back at me. Her right hand slid underneath her body and found her clit, rubbing it furiously as I held my cock just inside her tightest of holes. I gripped her ass cheeks in my hands, squeezing them, feeling their thick muscles and rubbing the fleshy orbs, pulling them apart and pushing them up.

“How’s this for thick, strong, iron hard cock baby?” I asked as I shoved four inches into her tight asshole. She looked back at me, her eyes going wide as my pussy pounder opened her asshole wide.

“Oh fuck! Shit! STOP! Fucking stop please!” She begged. I stopped when I reached five inches, where my shaft started to really get thick.

“Aw, is it too much for you baby? I bet Anna could take it, I bet she would love to have my cock deep inside her sexy tight ass. Wouldn’t you Anna? Wouldn’t you like to have me pounding my cock inside you sexy little asshole?” I said as I teased first Melody then Anna. Anna looked at Melody then me.

“Yes.” She said simply. I smiled and held out my hand. She slid down the bed to me and stood next to me as I stood there, my cock buried in Melody’s asshole.

“Look at this baby. You think you can take more than this? Can you take this on the first try?” I asked as I wrapped my arm around her, pulling her to me before letting my hand slide down to cup her ass cheeks and slowly slide in between her cheeks to her tight little rosebud. With my left hand, I slapped Melody’s ass, making the flesh quake, inadvertently making her slide back, pushing another inch inside her tight shitter.

“FUCK!” She said as I spread her tight hole wider.

“Yeah baby! Fuck my cock with your tight ass!” I said to Melody. She grunted her response.

“So fucking big!” She said as she held still, trying to adjust to the size of my big fuck stick. I smiled as my middle finger poked into Anna’s ass. She licked my earlobe, whispering in my ear.

“Fuck that feels so good!” She said to me, her breath hot in my ear. I looked at her and smiled.

“You’ll have it too. Just wait.” I said as I looked into her eyes. They were glazed over with lust as her body betrayed her thoughts. Her hips moved back, pushing her ass into my hand, telling me she wanted more. I smiled and pushed my finger deeper into her ass. “Get on your knees next to Melody.” I told her. She smiled at me.

Anna climbed up on the bed next to Melody and took her hand, sliding over close and pulling her hair out of her face so she could see the look Melody had. Anna leaned in and kissed Melody as I pulled out of Melody’s ass. I gripped her hips and squeezed gently, telling her that I was about to push back in. Then with greater force than she thought, I slammed back in, pushing eight inches of my hard throbbing cock deep inside her tight asshole.

“OH GOD! FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!” She yelled. I slapped her on the ass for added measure. Her ass cheeks quaked as I gave her a couple small thrusts, pushing another inch and then slamming the last inch in, forcing the last inch of my thick cock tightly inside her. “FUCK Augh! UNGH! It’s too much!” She said as I felt my balls slap against her pussy.

I grabbed her by the back of her hair and pulled, pulling her up and back to me. When she was up, I wrapped my left arm around her midsection and with my right, I grabbed her tit and squeezed it. She was wincing with the pain of my cock stretching her tight little asshole wide enough to fit a soda can inside her rectum.

“Oh it hurts! Please stop! Please!” She begged. I liked it when she begged, her voice was so soft, so full of need. She said stop, but she wanted me to go on, keep stretching her tight little asshole wider. She liked the pain.

“I’m all the way in baby. Can you feel my nuts on your pussy? Can you feel my balls slapping your hot wet pussy lips?” I asked her as I gave a couple short quick thrusts, making my heavy bloated balls slap her pussy.

“God you’re so deep!” She said as she flexed her ass muscle, feeling me inside her.

“That’s right baby. I’m deeper than anyone has ever been or will ever be, completely filling your tight ass up!” I said as I pulled out a couple inches and slammed back in.

“OH GOD! YES! FUCK ME BABY! JUST LIKE THAT!” She said, grunting and moaning as I pulled out half way and slammed back in. I gave her five hard thrusts before her orgasm started to build. I let her go to fall back on the bed, back down to Anna and then I grabbed her hips and pulled out till just the head remained. I slapped her on the ass and then rammed the full length of my rock hard cock inside her. “FUCK!” She yelled out as I hit bottom. My balls slapping her pussy, hitting her clit to force her orgasm over the edge. “FUCK! I’m cumming!” She said as her orgasm swept through her body, making her shake uncontrollably and moan out, breathing rapidly as her body went to another plane, totally wrapped up in the orgasm.

Cathy’s Introduction

Cathy was a 19-years-old prime cunt. All over America, younger girls were having sex, visiting clubs, and dancing on stage or in live sex acts. Everywhere the new sexual revolution was taking hold.

She had sucked off two football players at age 18. She liked the thrill of sex and the taste of cum. She derived pleasure from giving pleasure.

It was exhilarating to her to feel a cock grow in her hand or her mouth. She loved the tingling feeling she got when her bare tits pressed against a man’s bare chest. She let them feel of her natural 32C tits and play with her swollen, larger-than-usual clitoris. It could grow to two inches when she got really hot.

Cathy’s submissiveness, very white skin, and blonde hair made the black men try harder to fuck her. Word got around to D’Andre about the hot 19-year-old blonde who loved to suck and fuck.

D’Andre caught her at a teen club. He walked right up to her and asked her to dance. She loved to dance.

Cindy was wearing a black micro-miniskirt with a black taffeta petticoat that caused it flare out. Her legs were clad in blue hose. The strappy black sandals with six-inch heels made her legs look very long and slender.

They started dancing. D’Andre put his hands on her hips taught her few moves and sexy movements with her hips. Then they danced close. She let him pull her body close to him, and she pressed her C-cup tits against his chest. She loved it. She loved his scent and all of the sensuality he exuded.

He took her hand and led her outside to his car. It was dark. He got in the back and motioned for her to go around and sit down. Once inside he put his arm around her and drew her close. She had never had a man take her and manhandle her in such a way. She moaned as his thick lips touched her lips.

She opened her mouth and allowed his tongue to snake inside. She sucked on his upper lip. His mouth was so wet. She moaned. She loved the taste of his mouth.

The kissing got very frantic as Cathy became very aroused. He pulled out her tits and started sucking her nipples.

Cathy pulled down his zipper. His 10-inch cock popped out and stood up. He broke his kissing.

“Suck me, baby!” he said.

Her mouth had to stretch to close around. It was only the beginning of Cathy’s body being stretched to accommodate her lovers. Her head started bobbing up and down.

She will need some training at sucking cock, D’Andre thought.

“Oh! D’Andre! I have never seen a cock as big as yours,” she moaned.

“Let’s do something,” D’Andre said.

“Do what?” Cathy asked.

“Here, lay back.”


D’Andre pushed her skirt up and pulled her hose and thong off. She spread her legs as he lay down between her warm smooth thighs. He took his cock and slowly moved the head up and down over her hungry, wet cunt slit. Cathy kept her cunt shaved. Her cunt lips were swollen and her pleasure tunnel was dripping wet.

He pointed his cock at her love hole and pushed. Cathy’s wet cunt released and then squeezed down hard as D’Andre’s cock pushed inside.

“Oh Shit! Baby! Fuck my cunt. Make me cum baby,” Cathy cooed.

“You going to get the full load, baby,” D’Andre hissed.

“That’s right baby. Send those swimmers inside my cunt. Fuck me, baby. Fuck me! Make me your momma,” she said.

He fucked her for 30 minutes before he released a huge load.

“Oh shit! Baby! That was so hot,” he said. He pulled out and watched his cum gush out of Cathy’s tight cunt when she sat up. She looked at her first ever creampie and looked back up at D’Andre and smiled.

“I know a club that you would like better,” he said.

“Ok!” she agreed. Cathy was hot for D’Andre. She went down to fellate as he drove.

D’Andre wanted to get her worked up before he made another play for her hot white cunt.

They drove to the club which as all black. About a third of the girls were white. They were all dancing with black men. D’Andre bought her a drink and encouraged her to down it quicker than she would have.

She felt hot and sexy. She felt sexually aroused. She stagger backed, but D’Andre caught her. She started dancing with D’Andre and then another man broke in, and she started dancing with him. Hands started groping her. Her tits were pulled out of her loose top and manhandled. Fingers rolled her nipples between their fingers causing her to swoon.

Someone pushed her over and dry-humped her ass. She could feel his hard cock on her tiny ass crack. He lifted her skirt. She felt his cock play with her clit before pushing inside her sopping web love tunnel. Cathy came. He pushed in and out for a while. Soon she felt the thick hot cum splash against her silky cunt walls. He stood her up and kissed her deeply. They broke up.

D’Andre took her hand and led her to the back. He opened a room which was small and had a bed in the middle. D’Andre directed her to use a bidet in the room. They kissed as D’Andre undressed her. He laid her back and took off his clothes. She started sucking on his cock. D’Andre lay back and enjoyed the hot sucking. He encouraged her to go deeper and deeper.

“Suck it harder, baby! Oh! I love it. Let it go deeper. I love to feel your throat, baby. Suck it, baby. That’s it!” he coached her on.

He pulled her mouth off of his cock and kissed her for about 10 minutes. His kissing went down to her neck, leaving large red whelps. The whelps were a precursor to the body art she would soon get. He kissed her tits, sucking her nipples hard and squeezing her breasts hard, too. He kissed and sucked her breasts, leaving more large red whelps.

Cathy moaned.

His body crossed over hers until he was on top. He was careful not to put his weight on the tiny girl.

Cathy looked down. She could see a space between their bodies. His cock was pointing directly to her face. His balls were dangling down, just touching her pubic mound. They looked heavy with cum. A clear drop of pre-cum dropped down onto her clitoris. They started kissing. His tongue pushed deep into her mouth and over her tongue. She tasted his juices.

She felt something touching her cunt. It has warm. It made her body tingle. D’Andre sensed her arousal and reached down and rubbed his cock head over her cunt and clit. She was super wet. Cathy came hard.

“Oh! Shit!, D’Andre that feels so fucking good. Baby! Keep it up!” she moaned. D’Andre kept rubbing his cock on her clit. He could feel her clit growing and growing. She had an unusually large and long clitoris. He concentrated on her pussy lips. Her cunt was dripping with womanly wetness.

“Hold my cock,” he whispered. Cathy Ann reached down and held his fuck tool.

“I’m going to push. Guide it in, baby!” She did as she was told. It was just like guiding her vibrator into her cunt. She knew how to do that all right! Their kissing continued as D’Andre pushed. She felt her cunt open and a wonderful feeling overcame her as her love tunnel opened up for his fuck tool. Her heightened senses focused in on his cock head sliding up her baby passage. She squeezed down with her cunt muscles. It only heightened her pleasure.

Cathy came again. Her orgasm was harder this time. D’Andre started the in and out rhythm of raw animal fuck love. Cathy’s cunt was pouring wetness coating his cock head and leaving a slick sheen up his shaft.

She looked up. The ceiling was mirrored. She saw his black body with her tiny, white arms and legs attempting to encircle him. It’s looked so forbidden … so taboo, she thought. Cathy had no regrets. That thought only enhanced her approaching orgasm.

His fucking got deeper, but stayed at the same speed. Soon he hit bottom. His cock was pushing against her cervix. Cathy could feel his nut sack slapping just below her cunt and ass. She had no idea anything could go that deeply into her tiny body.

Her senses were overloaded with the feeling, sight, sound, and smell of love.

He increased his speed. Cathy instinctively starting thrusting her hips up to meet D’Andre’s hunches. Her cunt had a natural squeeze. D’Andre could feel his cock being squeezed tightly. He felt his pressure building. He had to strain hard to keep from depositing his nut in her cum bank. He slowed his pace to prolong the pleasure. He wanted to keep near a release without actually climaxing.

“Oh! Baby. Fuck me. I love it. Fuck me baby. I want you, baby I’ve never felt anything so good. Fuck me harder, baby. Oh Shit! I’m Cuming,” Cathy moaned.

Her cunt squeezed D’Andre’s cock harder. She started trembling. A wave of emotions, centered on her clitoris spread out over her body. She felt that she was caught up in a vortex of emotion. It was the deepest orgasm she had ever experienced!

D’Andre could not hold it. His cock exploded. Hot sticky jizz flooded Cathy’s hungry cunt. Cathy came once again, sending her to new heights. Her orgasm started in her clit and spread out all over her body. It was the most wonderful sensation she had ever felt. Her skin tingled. Her back bowed up. Her hips tighten causing her cunt to squeeze tightly around the pleasure tool in her body. She felt the semen splash against her sensitive, wet cunt walls. He kept squirting hot cum in her. Some oozed past her cervix and got inside her womb.

He collapsed on top of her. He wanted to let his weight pin her down. It was his way of asserting his dominance over her. They lay there for a while savoring their afterglows.

He pulled out. Cathy looked down. His cock was coated and dripping with his white cum. She could feel the hot jizz pouring out of her cunt onto her asshole. A small amount stayed in her womb. The swimmers began spreading out looking for her egg to fertilize. It was the first time she feel the sensual feeling of cum in her cunt. She loved it.

“Hey, baby! Your cunt is full of my love jizz. Do you know that?”

“Yes, baby!” Cathy said. She was thinking about how good it felt. It was her introduction to hot black sexing. She was hooked!

“Come here and suck-clean my cock,” D’Andre ordered her. She got up and went to her knees and sucked his cock clean while her eyes looked up at his face. Cathy enjoyed D’Andre’s cock with the taste of cum mixed with her cunt juices.

Cathy cleaned her cunt in the bidet in the room. He pulled out an enema apparatus. He filled it with warm water. He bent her over his lap and plugged it into her ass. He never asked her if she wanted it. Cathy was submissive and did not resist. He filled her until she could no longer stand the tightness in her tiny tummy.

“Now take a shit,” D’Andre said. He repeated the procedure twice.

“Get dressed!” he ordered. She quickly dressed.

“Don’t wear colored hose. I want to see your white legs. I’ll keep the panties, too. If you do wear underwear, only wear a thong. I love to see your hot ass,” he told her.

Cathy started to fix her hair. Her hair was a mess, but he stopped her. D’Andre wanted her hair to show that she had been fucked.

D’Andre took her hand and led her back to the open club. This time D’Andre walked away and left her alone. But she wasn’t alone for long. A man started dancing with her. He kissed her and pressed his cock against her wet cunt.

Cathy responded by reached down into his pants and grasping his cock with her little hand. She started stroking it.

They began kissing passionately. His hands grasped her orbs and squeezed. He rolled her nipples between his fingers and thumbs.

They began dancing again. He turned her around and pushed his cock against her bare ass.

Another man broke in and started sucking down her neck. His mouth went to her breasts. He sucked each nipple until they were hard and wet.

He turned her around and bent her over. She felt his cock enter her cunt. He withdrew and the first black man pushed his cock in her gaping wide cunt.

“Oh!” Cathy swooned. He fucked her a while and stood her back up. He turned her around and kissed her. Then he led her down the hallway to the same bedroom. When the door closed he held her and kissed her deep. Their mouth exchanged the hot wetness of oral love. He undressed her and placed her in the doggie position.

The black man, who was a complete stranger, put his cock on her cunt and pushed. Her cunt released and allowed him to shove all the way in.

“Oh! Fuck me, baby!” Cathy cooed. She loved the feeling of a cock in her cunt. He started a rhythm of in and out strokes. Cathy came. Her cunt squeezed down on the man’s love tool. He came in her cunt. He pulled out, leaving her cunt gaping open and dripping white hot jizz. He fell back on the bed exhausted.

Cathy basked in her warm afterglow. It was not as warm as the afterglow she had with D’Andre. She cleaned up in the bidet and went back to the club.

She danced and kissed the men. Four times she walked to the back room. Four men fucked her one at a time, and they came in her each time. Cathy came each time.

When she got home around 5 a.m., she could still feel the warm glow of cum oozing out of her womb. She thought about the possibility of a pregnancy, but the thought of being pregnant caused her body to tremble. She was a natural-born breeder.

Cathy’s 18-year-old sister, Marci, came into her bedroom. She crawled into bed with Cathy, who told her about being fucked eight times.

“Did they cum in you, Cathy?” Marci asked.

“Yes! Here look,” Cathy said showing Marci her cunt.

“Let me taste it,” Marci said.

Cathy spread her cunt and let Marci taste the black jizz seeping out.

Marci rolled over so Cathy could reciprocate. Cathy and Marci sucked and stroked their clits until they fell asleep.

Cathy’s Mom, Norma

Cathy’s mom, Norma, was divorced and quickly learned she had no means to pay the taxes on her mansion in the Garden District of New Orleans.

She started dating and soon the hot mom was going out with black men. They introduced her to black sex. Then she met Roy. He became her pimp. She was good at whoring and quickly made enough money to buy a Mercedes Convertible and sexy clothes, pay her taxes, and fix up the mansion in that order. To Norma black whoring was more than sex. She loved and craved the black love stick.

Norma would often come home with two or more black studs and fuck them until dawn. She made no effort to hide her lifestyle from her daughters, Cathy, then 19, and Marci, then 18.


Cathy knew that it was OK to come home at 5 a.m. after a date. Since her first date at age 14, she always stayed out until early morning.

Norma spent time with her daughters talking to them about their sexuality.

“Sex is the most wonderful experience you will ever have,” Norma said. “The size of the penis matters. When you feel a black man’s penis enter your pussy, you will know it is much, much better,” she said.

“A woman is made to fuck and give pleasure,” Norma said. “A man’s hormones in his semen will be taken into your body and make you into a woman.” Norma smiled and lit a cigarette. She crossed her legs letting her bare cunt show.

Norma didn’t mind showing her cunt which kept hairless with a Brazilian.

“Don’t be afraid to let your man put his semen in your cunts. That’s the best way to go — bareback without condoms,” she said.

Cathy and her sister, Marci, often were awake all night listening to Norma moaning, laughing, and taking black cum. The girls often saw their mom fucking one or more black studs on the patio or around the pool. Cathy even walked in on Norma on her knees sucking an enormous black stud in the kitchen.

Fucking black was normal to Cathy and her sister.

Her mom’s studs hit on Cathy and Marci often.

“I love to see them hit on you girls. You will be fucking black soon,” Norma said. She was right.


Cathy and D’Andre met again and again. She often spent the night with him. He continued to fuck her and cum in her hot cunt. She never asked him to use a condom and D’Andre never offered to. He introduced her to his friends. She started dating every black man she met. She preferred the older men in their 30′s. She went out on dates four nights a week.

She got pregnant. She wasn’t sure who the father was. She didn’t care. She was slightly apprehensive at first, but then she never expected the reaction she would get. Her mom was happy and proud of her.

“Oh! My baby! You are pregnant! I am so happy for you. This is a wonderful time for a woman. Your body will be changing, and you will feel so sexy,” Norma said.

Marci was curious and wanted to talk about it.

“How did it feel when he came in you?

“It felt wonderful!” Cathy swooned.

“Did you know the moment you conceived?” Marci asked.

“It’s all about the risk when you believe you will get pregnant,” Cathy said. Cathy explained all about pregnancy risk sex and how wonderful and sensual it was.

Cathy Ann’s boyfriends congratulated her. Her girlfriends, who had been fucking black men, hugged her. They told her how much they envied her. Cathy loved the attention and respect she got. She had reached a new level of being a black cock slut.

She loved the feeling and sexuality of being pregnant every day of her pregnancy. She was craving cum and getting more cum than ever. The male hormones lingered in her body. She was absorbing them; and in turn, the male hormones were changing her in other ways, too. She became addicted to male hormones. Her momma hormones made her feel great. She loved the changes coming over her body. When word got around she was pregnant, the men flocked around to fuck hot the pregnant mom, Cathy.

Cathy started walking around the mansion nude. Her belly was beginning to develop a nice momma pooch. One of Norma’s boyfriends caught her in the kitchen late one night.

“Hey baby! I heard about you been black bred,” he said. He put his hand behind her head and drew her face close to his face. He kissed her passionately and deep. Cathy started trembling and moaning. He turned her around, bent her over and shoved his cock in her cunt.

As he fucked her, he rubbed her pregnant belly.

“Hey baby. That young cunt is so fucking tight. That’s right! Squeeze my cock with that tight cunt, now! Fuck my fuck stick, you little bitch whore!” he said while pounding her cunt.

He dumped a large load in her cunt.

She loved the attention. She was hornier than ever. In her fourth month, she went to a clinic and did what she had to do and got a checkup for STD’s. She was clean.

After that, Cathy never had the slightest fear of pregnancy risk sex. The pleasure of bareback unprotected sex was overwhelming to her. That feeling of knowing that her womb was fertile and the sperm she was taking would make her momma egg grow was exhilarating to Cathy. Pregnancy risk was the greatest sexual rush of all.

She quit school and took a job in a liquor store in the black section of town. She wanted to be closer to her favorite club. She drank, smoked, and bought skimpy, revealing, sexy clothes. She met some of the dancers in the nearby sex clubs. They gave her pointers on sexy clothes and moves and turning tricks. Cathy wanted to be a dancer, too.

She started getting sexy tattoos on her pretty white skin. She paid for some of them and fucked for more sexy skin illustrations. She got some sexy piercing, too. She soon found out those black men loved women with hot illustrated and pierced white skin. She wore clothes to show off her skin illustrations, too.

Cathy meets Tyrone

Tyrone looked at Cathy walking into the club. She was looking back at him. She walked up and stood at the bar. The bartender waited on her immediately. She turned to play a game machine on the bar. She wiggled her ass as she played the machine.

Tyrone doubled back to hit on the hot blonde.

“You like to play games?” It was Tyrone. Everyone called him Ty.

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