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9



By the time we’d walked halfway to the lake, Linda (who’s put her bikini top back on) and the guys stopped talking and froze, looking at me as if I were a gunfighter striding ominously into a Dodge City saloon. I realized I could ruin everybody’s vacation with a single word, but I had no desire to do that.



As I reached our blanket, Terry began to say something. I put my finger to his mouth to stop him and then backed away a bit and untied my bikini top. I could see out of the corner of my eye that Linda was removing hers as well now, and Kathy was pulling off her t-shirt.



I kissed Terry on the mouth, then pushed him down and lay next to him, kissing him again, my tongue inside his mouth. I rubbed my sensitive nipples against his chest hair, and felt his cock straining against his bathing suit.



I could hear Kathy and Linda moan, and Carl grunting softly, and knew our friends were making out as well.



Terry reached around and grabbed my ass, pulling my wet pussy into his hard cock. I could feel him grinding against my pussy lips.



If my bikini bottom hadn’t been lined, everybody would be able to see how I was soaking it with my juices.



I wished Terry would reach inside my bikini bottoms and grab my bare ass, but I knew he’d be afraid to do that after my reaction earlier. I’d have welcomed it right now, though. I wanted his hands on my skin, and his fingers working their way down and touching my hot pussy. Let everybody hear me cum: at the rate they were all moaning and groaning, they wouldn’t be very far behind.



Linda and Larry were the first to jump to their feet. “We’ll see you guys later,” Larry said as they began walking quickly back to the house. Linda hadn’t taken the time to put her bikini top back on, so I guess they weren’t even thinking about whether the B&B hosts would see her. For that matter, Larry’s erection must have been quite a sight as well.



Terry was dry-humping me pretty seriously right now. I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of his bathing suit and began easing it down, wondering how low he’d let it go before he stopped me. I wouldn’t have minded feeling his hard, naked cock pressing against my bikini bottom.



I was just beginning to feel his coarse pubic hair rubbing against my lower belly when he said, “Let’s get back to our room.”



We started to get up, then noticed that Carl and Kathy were gone: they must have returned to the building without saying anything.



So we were alone here.



I pushed Terry down onto his back, and pulled his bathing suit off with a single jerk. His cock was standing straight up like a flagpole.



I pushed my bikini bottoms down my legs and kicked them off, then straddled Terry until the head of his cock was rubbing between my pussy lips. I thought about teasing us both for another few seconds, but we’d both just gone through ten minutes of the most intense foreplay.



I pushed my body down hard, driving Terry’s cock deep into my pussy. We were naked outside, in the warm sun, by a beautiful lake, fucking. I don’t think I’d ever been more aroused.



I began thrusting my body down against Terry’s, as fast as I could and as hard as I could. It felt as if he was going deeper inside me with each stroke. If his cock weren’t so hard, I’d probably be hurting him.



I heard myself grunting as well as groaning. It was loud, and I knew the sound was probably carrying, but I didn’t care. I wouldn’t care if our friends came back, if our parents showed up and began watching us, if the Pope were standing right next to us.



“Fuckfuckfuckfuck,” I kept saying.



I’m pretty sure I screamed when I came, and I know I felt dizzy for a moment, but I never stopped fucking Terry as hard as I could. Finally Terry began to cum — I don’t know how he lasted as long as he had — and he seemed to just cum and cum and cum some more. I slowed my fucking motions, because I didn’t want to hurt him as his cock softened.



But when he finished cumming, he was still hard.



He took a few seconds to catch his breath, then said “Get on all fours.”



I moved myself into the doggy position, feeling naked and exposed, my bare ass and pussy in view of anybody who might be coming over from the house, Terry’s cum dripping out of my pussy, my small tits hanging down. I loved it.



Terry moved behind me and slowly, very slowly, eased his hard cock into my pussy, a pussy slick with both my juices and his cum. He fucked me gently for 15 minutes, and I had several small orgasms — I’d already had my big, screaming orgasm for the afternoon — and after Terry came, we kissed, then got dressed and went back to the house.



10



We took the bus into town the following morning. Kathy and I headed to a small clothing store we’d seen last time She wanted to buy herself a bikini: she wanted a two-piece in case we had another topless-bathing session, and she didn’t want to have to borrow Linda’s bikini bottoms again. Linda was off to a quilting store a few blocks away. The guys wanted to check out a handmade furniture store (Larry was into woodworking) and a fishing supply store.



I was in the market for some cute summer clothing. The last couple of days had made me feel sexier than I had for a while, and I wanted some new clothing to show it off better. I was wearing a flirty sundress today, the same one I’d worn that time when Terry had had his way with me in the movie theatre, and I was looking for more of the same.



I didn’t get a chance to try anything on, though, because every few minutes Kathy was calling me into her dressing room to check out another bikini. She didn’t like how any of the tops fit her — few bikini tops were made for her bustline — and finally I convinced her that since she’d probably only wearing the bikini on occasions when she’d be removing the top, it really didn’t matter all that much. She decided on a suit with a top that fit better than the one she’d borrowed from Linda, but which still covered only the front of her breasts, leaving a lot of the tops, bottoms and sides exposed. The bottom covered her ass and pussy decently enough but it was very high-cut, with little more than a string’s-worth of material around her hips. She could wear this as a two-piece without being cited for indecent exposure, but she’d certainly attract a lot of attention.



She paid for the suit, and then left for the quilting store.



Back in my own dressing room, I pulled off my sundress and put on a pair of cotton shorts I’d picked out. I wasn’t sure about them: they were comfortable, but they might have been a bit too short for a woman my age. I looked at myself in the mirror, naked except for a pair of short-shorts, my socks and my sneakers: not as eye-catching as Kathy, perhaps, but not at all bad for a woman less than two years from her thirtieth birthday.



I heard the door to the shop open. “May I help you, sir?”



“I’m looking for my wife,” I heard Carl tell her.



“Carl,” I called out, “can you come in here for a minute? I want your opinion on something.”



There was a hesitation, then “Go ahead,” the shop girl said.



Carl opened the dressing room door just enough to slip in, then closed it behind himself. Then he noticed me and backed away a bit. “Um… you don’t have a shirt on.”



“Carl,” I said, “you’ve seen me topless yesterday and the day before. I think it’s okay for you to see my tiny titties at this point.”



“I guess so,” he said.



Of course, it was a bit more awkward here just the two of us, enclosed in a small room, but I wasn’t going to let it bother me.



“So what do you think?”



“They’re very nice,” he said, but he seemed to be glancing at my tits. The nipples were getting hard and sensitive. They knew I was standing half-naked in a changing room with a man who wans’t my husband.



“What’s very nice?”



“The shorts,” he said quickly. “They look good on you.”



“Not too small?” I asked, referring to both the breasts and the shorts.



“They’re perfect,” he said.



“Thanks,” I told him, then pushed them down my legs and threw them onto the bench. I knew I was pushing things — but after all, he’d seen me wearing nothing but my bikini bottoms yesterday, and my panties covered a lot more skin than they did.



I pulled on a short skirt, which turned out to be shorter on me than I’d thought. “I don’t know…” I said.



“Turn around,” he said.



I turned.



“No,” he said, “not unless you’re okay with… uh… your panties showing every time you move.”



“Thanks,” I said. “I guess I’m too old for miniskirts anyway.”



I started to pull them off, and stumbled. Carl grabbed at me, caught me at my upper chest just to the sides of my breasts, then almost dropped me as he let go of me as if he’d burned his hands and tried grabbing me again at the waist.



“Sorry,” we both said at once.



I got the skirt off without further incident and said “One more,” changing into the sundress I’d picked out. It had very narrow straps, and was a little shorter than the one I’d been wearing, with a bit of a v-neck that would have shown some cleavage if I’d had any to show. I spun around in front of Carl, and he gave me a thumbs up.



I was just starting to take it off when I heard the salesgirl say “Ma’am, if you’ll send your husband out, I have the other item you asked about. I found it in your size in the back.”



My husband? Well of course, why wouldn’t she think Carl was my husband, after he came in here looking for his wife and ended up in my dressing room?



Carl opened the door slightly, grabbed the bikini she’d found, then closed the door again. As I stood there in my panties, we both looked at the bikini: it was one thing for Carl to watch me changing into the shorts and skirt and sundress, because he’d already seen me wearing this little — but I’d have to get completely naked in front of “my husband” to try on the bikini. No, that wasn’t going to happen.



“I think I’ll wait on the bikini,” I called out to the salesgirl. Damn, and I really liked it. I was tempted, but I also knew it was probably a very bad idea.



I adjusted my sundress and we left the dressing room and I paid for the shorts and the new sundress. I thanked Carl for his help and we were just getting ready to leave the store when Terry walked in and said to the salesgirl, “Hi, I’m looking for my wife,” and then noticed me and said “Oh, there you are.”



The salesgirl looked confused, and I led Terry and Carl quickly out of the store before she could say anything.



11



We’d all planned to meet back at the lake after lunch; but when Kathy, Carl, Terry and I arrived, Linda and Larry were already there. Larry had his camera out — photography was his hobby, and he had some expensive equipment — and he was shooting portraits of Linda standing topless by the lake. “Hey there,” he said, barely looking at us. “Why don’t you girls keep your tops on, which is a sentence I never thought I’d say, and I’ll get some nice photos of you alone, then some with your guys, and I can e-mail them to you when we all get home?”



“Aw, why do we have to keep our tops on?” Kathy asked.



“So you can share your vacation photos with your parents,” Larry said.



“Have you seen Kathy’s new bikini?” Carl asked. “I don’t think we could show pictures of that to anybody’s parents. Ouch,” he said as Kathy smacked his arm. “That bruise is going to show up in the photo, you know. Everybody’s going to know how mean you are to me.”



I have to admit I felt a bit jealous: I’d planned on wearing a hot new bikini this afternoon too, but of course I couldn’t tell anybody why I’d had to leave it behind.



Larry took dozens of photos in all — thank God digital has replaced film — of Kathy, me, Carl and Kathy, and Terry and me. When we were done, Terry said to Larry “What about some of you and Linda together? I know my way around an SLR.”



“Sure, thanks,” Larry said, as Linda put her top back on.



After Terry had taken a bunch, I took off my top and said to him “Now some of me that we CAN’T send to our parents.”



“Are you sure?” Larry asked. “It wasn’t just the parent thing. I figured you’d feel funny about me having half-naked photos of you. I mean, I’d send you copies and then delete them from my disk, of course…”



“I trust you,” I said. “You’re not planning to post there all over the Internet, are you?”



“Of course not,” Larry said.



“Just kidding. Are you okay with this?” I asked Terry.



“Sure. I’d love to have some dirty pictures of you for my private collection. I think we’re better off with Larry taking them, though: it’s his camera and he knows what he’s doing the best.”



I posed for maybe a dozen photos, from silly, to attempts to be sultry ( I don’t really do “sultry”) to outright sexual — or at least a sexual as I can get when a friend is taking the photos and other friends and my husband are watching.



Larry took a dozen of Kathy, and then said, “I have an idea for a shot: Carl, get in the photo. Kathy, get in front of him, facing him, and give him a hug. This way the camera sees you’re only wearing bikini bottoms, but your breasts aren’t showing at all, so we get sexual but not R-rated.”



He took a few of these, and then had Terry and me copy the pose.



“Any other ideas?” Larry asked. Linda called Kathy and me over and told us what she had in mind. Kathy and I put our tops back on, and Linda took the camera from Larry and said, “Now it’s your turn. Just stand over there.” He stood by the lake, Kathy and me at his sides. “We’re going for the James Bond look, with the two girls in bikinis draped over you.” We each hung onto one of Larry’s arms. “Now Larry,” Linda said, “look suave. You’re 007.”



“I’m Bond,” he said seriously as we pressed our bodies against him. “Larry Bond.”



“Perfect,” Linda said,” snapping a couple of shots.



“Good morning, Miss Moneypenny,” he said as Linda snapped two more shots.



“Last one.” Linda said. “You girls are ready?”



“Ready,” we both said.



“Three… two…” Just as Linda said “two,” Kathy and I each grabbed a side of Larry’s bathing suit and pulled it down to his ankles. “One,” Linda said, taking the shot.



‘Hey,” Larry said.



“Why should only you have souvenir photos?” Linda asked, giggling. She zoomed in on Larry’s erect penis. Kathy and I were getting an eyeful as well (figuratively speaking).



“Linda,” Kathy said, “you might need a much wider lens for this.”



“3D lens, more likely,” I said. Actually, neither Kathy nor I knew anything about camera lenses, but we were amusing ourselves. Also, neither one of us wanted to blurt out what was really on our minds: “Holy shit, that is a huge cock.”



Fortunately, Carl and Terry both thought it was hysterical that their wives had exposed Larry’s cock. We hadn’t thought about it, but they might not have been to happy about our plan.



“I’m sorry dear,” Linda lied, walking over to us and handing me the camera. “Let me help you.” She knelt down, grabbed Larry’s bathing suit and eased it back up his legs. His cock was almost in her face as the bathing suit was almost all the way up, and she gave the tip a quick little kiss before she tucked it into the suit.



“You did not just do that,” Kathy said.



“Did what?” Linda asked.



“You kissed his cock,” I said. “I saw it too.”



“No I didn’t.”



I don’t think she even realized she’d done it. I handed the camera to Terry. “It’s okay, that was totally hot kissing his cock in front of all of us. Give us a replay, then. Let’s see what it is you thought you did. Maybe we’re wrong.”



“Uh… sure,” Linda said, taking Larry’s bathing suit back down to his knees. Clearly he thought he should have a say in all this, but he also knew he’d just had his cock kissed and was willing to have it happen again.



Linda began pulling the bathing suit back up again, as Terry snapped photos. Just before she tucked Larry’s cock inside again, she gave it a kiss; then she froze. “Shit, you’re right, I must have done it without thinking about it.”



“Hold that pose,” Terry said, and Linda brought her mouth back to the tip of Larry’s cock. We could see it beginning to throb.



I could see a glint in Linda’s eye. “Would this make a better photo?” she asked Terry, wrapping her lips around the head of Larry’s cock and giving it a slight suck along with the kiss.



“Yes, definitely,” Larry said.



“Want to see something impressive?” Linda asked Kathy and me.



“Sure,” we both said.



Linda knelt directly in front of Larry and slowly took the entire length of his cock into her mouth.



Terry was filming the entire blowjob.



Yes, it was sexy as all hell, but I wanted him to pay attention to me and give me some attention. I took my top off, then slid my bottoms down my legs and off, very aware that I was the first of us girls to get naked in front of the whole group. Hard to believe a couple of days ago I was afraid to take off my shirt.



I stepped between Terry and the blowjob he was filming, which was the first he noticed I’d taken everything off. Not only wasn’t he angry, but he adjusted the camera’s focus and began photos of me nude and outdoors. Nobody had ever taken photos of my pussy before, and somehow knowing that these photos would be in Larry’s camera made it even hotter.



I turned, letting Terry take some pictures of my ass, and then told him to put the fucking camera down and fuck me. He replaced the lens cap and placed the camera carefully onto Larry and Linda’s blanket, while I laid down on my back on our blanket. He stripped off his bathing suit on his way back to me, and slid his cock into me, no foreplay necessary for either of us.



I had the sudden crazy thought that if I’d known a few hours ago that Carl was going to see seeing me naked, I’d have been able to try on that damn bikini all.



It was hard, noisy sex, and the fact that our friends could hear us made it even hotter. somebody at some point must have picked up the camera again because when Larry showed us the photos, there was a perfect shot of me cumming.



I never got to see Larry’s huge cock shoot its semen down Linda’s throat; when I glanced over at them again, Linda was lying on the blanket, completely naked, her legs spread, Larry’s face buried in her shaven pussy, working his tongue over her clit. It was so hot watching this: I felt as I were being fucked and eaten at the same time.



I’d never cum like this before. My orgasms were coming so close together, it was like one long orgasm that never ended.



Terry was still hard; but we’d had sex so many time over the last couple of days, it was taking too long for him to cum — and I couldn’t take it anymore.



I pushed him off of me. He didn’t understand at first, but then I got on all fours and told him to do something we’d been discussing for months: “Fuck me in the ass,” I told him.



I hoped it worked, since Terry really needed to cum. His cock was dripping with my pussy juices and his precum, though, so I knew he should be able to get inside my virgin asshole.



His cock slid in with no problem. He went slowly. It hurt a little at first but it was also hot, very different from having a cock in my pussy, but sexy in a different way. As it began to stop hurting, I told him to fuck my ass harder. I could feel it: I was going to cum again from Terry’s cock in my ass.



In this position, we could both watch Carl fucking Kathy just a few feet away.



Finally, making a noise that sounded like he was being strangled, Terry came, shooting his cum into my bowels. And feeling this for the first time, I did cum again — differently than before, but still intensely.



He pulled out of me slowly and we both lay back on the blanket, exhausted. Larry and Linda were also done, and Larry was holding the camera, recording Carl and Kathy’s lovemaking for posterity. Then Carl closed his eyes and, sighing, came into Kathy’s pussy.



When it was all over, we all lay on our backs, on our respective to towels, exhausted and feeling more than a little bit awkward. It was difficult to make eye contact with one another with the distraction of all those cocks, breasts and pussies.

Authors note: some quick hits. This chapter marks my 50th story on Literotica. I couldn’t have timed it better as this one ends with a bang. Also a huge thank you to author Sydney Blake (How to save a life. The hottest romance series on lit!Check it out for yourselves)for doing a lights out job editing this chapter.As for my dedication: This reader has always stayed anonymous, but has commented many times and e-mailed me as well. He is by far my biggest Megan hater so on that note, this chapter is for “sparekeys”. As for this chapter itself. SWB is a pretty grim story, and honestly not nearly as popular as some of the stroke series that are currently running right now. I am fine with that. From day one this has been my story written my way. Now that I am getting near the end, not only am I going to continue that, but am going to rev it up. The remaining chapters will not be heavy on erotica, but will be heavy in general. If you are a sensitive sort, brace yourself. For the next three chapters, ladies and gentlemen, the gloves are off. As always thank you for reading! Lovecraft68



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I sat in the back of the cab with my head down, using my long black hair to cover most of my face and the fact that I was crying. I’d managed to hold it back during the ten minute walk from Mark’s office to the Biltmore. I needed a taxi and they were always circling the hotel, and this way I didn’t have to wait in front of his building for one. It hadn’t been easy holding it together, but I was getting enough looks as it was in my current ensemble. Had I started crying, people would have thought I was some distraught, strung out prostitute. Not that I hadn’t had some experience with that particular situation back in the day, but I would never want it thought of me again.



Within a minute of reaching the hotel, I flagged down the cab. I noticed the driver passed an older couple and a guy in a suit so he could pick me up. I got in and gave him my mother’s address. The driver, a big greasy looking guy in his fifties, took one look at me and asked, “How you gonna pay for this?”



I rolled my eyes. Under different circumstances, I would have told him to go fuck himself and gotten out. Right now, however, all I cared about was getting back to my parents’ house so I could hide in my old bedroom and cry. I reached into my purse and pulled out a hundred dollar bill and showed it to him.



He smirked, “Business must be good.”



I smirked back, “It always will be because there are always fat, ugly men who can only get laid if they pay for it.”He gave me a dirty look, but put the cab in gear and quickly pulled into traffic. I caught a glimpse of myself in the rearview mirror and winced. So much for trying to not look like a mess; I had already been crying at Mark’s office, and my allegedly waterproof mascara had run in black streaks down my face. My good old manic panic Goth foundation had held up, however, so I now looked like a sick, sad clown straight out of a Marilyn Manson video.



Sliding over to the right corner of the seat, I let my head drop, my hair fall over my face, and my tears flow. I was devastated and confused. What had just hit me the last two hours? My father, the pictures, Mark’s lies to save me. As if that wasn’t enough to take in, Mark put me on the spot. I did love him. I knew that now. Not that I should have needed my brother’s sacrifice to make me realize that. Those feelings had been there for years I had just pushed them aside, telling myself I would ruin my brother, and pretending the feelings weren’t there. This time around, Mark took all my excuses away from me. He pointed out that I was sober, successful, and, most of all, he told me how he felt. My mind was still reeling. How, exactly, did my brother think we could pull this off?



I told him I loved him, sort of, by simply saying yes. Had I just kept my big mouth shut, we might have been able to sit down and talk things through, like we had planned. Instead, I put a fatal “but” in there, and my exhausted, emotionally spent brother did what he always did when he was hurt, he lost it



I did my best not to react to his rage. My brother had been through a lot in the last year, and I had not been there for him. As much as the Winthrop trial had helped his career, it had taken everything else from him. Mark had tears in his eyes as he numbly told me how my father told him no one ever wanted him. I now knew why he was avoiding Mom, and it was wrong; she loved Mark dearly. Unfortunately, I knew too well that feeling of being unwanted, of knowing that no matter how good life was now, that we had been given away, as if we were unwanted pets. For my brother, who had already been dealing with the heartache of missing his chance to be with me back then, hearing those things from Dad caused him to believe them.



I was also struck with guilt, hearing how badly he missed me, and how he so desperately wanted to be with me. I’ve never regretted moving to Chicago. I would not have achieved as much surrounded by nothing but painful memories. But in leaving all that pain, I left behind the best part of my life. Mark, who, of course, told me to go ahead and do what was best for me. Had I not been the selfish bitch he had rightly accused me of being, it would have occurred to me that sometimes, Mark said things because he felt it was what I wanted to hear, not because it was how he really felt.



So as Mark got more and more wound up, I just sat there and listened, trying to wait for an opening. That is, until he started really going off the deep end and talking about us fucking others and ending it by throwing my words from twenty years ago in my face: “We’re not for all the time.”



I wanted to tell him that I was in love with him, but he got me rattled. All I could think of was my journal entry when I had ‘given’ him to Cynthia so he wouldn’t know how I felt. I said the word ‘was’ and Mark turned lawyer on me, treating me like a witness he had just crossed up. If Mark had been rational he would have heard the emotion in my voice and realized that I was still in love with him, but he was too far gone. When I tried to tell him he had told me to fuck myself. I was stunned; short of a couple of times when I had been wasted Mark had never spoken in that tone to me.



Before I could get anything out Mark had simply looked me in the eye and told me to leave. I had felt my own anger rising, but seeing the raw pain in my brother’s eyes stopped me from making things even worse. I tried to tell myself he didn’t mean it, that he would calm down and we could talk. I told myself that when we did I would simply tell him how much I loved him, take him in my arms and let him feel how much I did. We would still need to figure some things out but I needed him to at least know he was loved.



Sadly, I never got the chance. He stared out his office window while I sat there crying softly, hoping he would calm down and come back and hold me. No, that was the kind of thought, that made Mark seem right. When he came to me, I would hold him. After several minutes however, without turning around to look at me, Mark asked, “Why are you still here?”He spoke softly, but there was something in his tone that told me it was over. There would be no apologies, no making this right.



Standing up, I let out a sob, and as I did, Mark shook his head disgustedly. On that note, I turned to leave, when it occurred to me that I was going to take his car. Normally, Mark always took me back to the airport, but obviously this time would be different. Taking his keys from my purse, I tossed them on his desk so that he would hear them. When he still didn’t turn around, I felt my temper flare at being dismissed like a child, but I was smart enough to simply turn and storm out of his office.



Now sitting here in the cab it hit me that this had been my own fault, Mark had warned me that something’s were better left unsaid, but I had pushed. I took a deep breath and seeing that we were already at the exit for my parent’s house I tried to pull myself together. I had no doubt Mom and Dad were both home, and I had no idea how I was going to get past them to go upstairs to my room.



As we pulled up to the house I saw that as I had feared both cars were there. I paid the fare, then stood on the sidewalk for a minute staring at the house. If I went through the front, I might run into Dad. I had no idea how I could look him in the eye right now, knowing what he had seen. Not only that, but knowing that, in his mind, it was over, while in reality, I had just fucked my brother in his office not two hours ago.



This made my heart sink; Mark seemed to think no one would ever find out about us. I disagreed, but even if he was right, and we could pull it off, I would need to tell my parents. I could not lie to them for the rest of my life. Mark, by his own admission, had made this even more difficult by lying to my father. The cat had been out of the bag last year. Had I been around, I would have come clean and admitted that we had been and still were lovers. I would have taken whatever repercussions there were. Who knows? Maybe that would have brought Mark and me close back then. No. I was with Laura, and believed I was in love.



With a sigh I walked along the side of the house. I would take my chances with my mother. I reached the back, and taking a deep breath entered through the back door. Feeling like I was back in my teenage years and sneaking in after curfew, I stood in the small hallway listening at the door that led into the kitchen. I didn’t hear Mom’s small TV going and, opening the door entered the kitchen. To my relief it was empty. Once again, just as when I was teenager, I slipped my heels off and quickly made my way towards the stairs that led upstairs. I didn’t have a car and my parents would never know I was there. I had made it half way to the door when Mom’s voice stopped me cold.



“Megan?”



I didn’t answer right away. I just stopped and let my head slump down, as if I were that teenager who had just gotten caught. I heard Mom coming up behind me and with a resigned sigh, I turned to face her.



“Megan, why are you…” Mom stopped when she saw my face. “Honey, you’re crying! What’s wrong?”



“I…” I stopped, unsure of what I was going to say.



“And why are you dressed like that?” Mom asked, looking me up and down. “Well I…”



I had nothing. The events of the day had left me completely drained. I tried to push my exhausted mind to come up with yet another lie to my mother, but the well was empty. I started to try to say something about a date but what came out was a sob as my emotions finally overwhelmed me.



“Come here honey!”



Mom immediately came over, reached up and put her arms around me. Feeling foolish but unable to help myself, I put my head down on her shoulder and started crying, not just the tears that had been trickling on and off since I had left Mark, but full, gut-wrenching sobs. Mom didn’t say a word, just held me and gently rubbed my back.



Even as I continued to let myself go, I could feel that old familiar comfort of my mother’s embrace. In the midst of my despair, I remembered how many years I denied myself this embrace, denied my mother the chance to help her daughter.



My sobs increased as I pictured my brother alone in his office, with no one to be there for him. I knew by now Mark’s rage was gone and that he was as upset as I was. I could feel my brother’s loneliness, as if it were my own, because for years it had been.



When my sobs finally died down, to just the occasional embarrassing hiccup, Mom stepped back from me, and, taking my hand, led me over to the kitchen table.”Sit down and talk to me”



I allowed myself to be led and after I sat down, Mom walked over to the sink. I heard the water, and when she came back, she had a small, wet towel in her hand. Without a word, Mom took my chin in her hand and started wiping off my face. I tried to pull away, but Mom just smiled and told me to stop fidgeting. I stopped moving and closed my eyes as Mom pressed the warm towel to them, gently dabbing at my ruined mascara. As I sat there, letting Mom wash my face like she did when I was a little girl, I felt myself beginning to calm down somewhat. As always, Mom had a way of making even the worst things seem a little better. When she was finished, I opened my eyes.



Smiling, Mom said, “Now there’s my beautiful girl!”



I couldn’t help but smile a little at that, which caused Mom’s smile to widen. She turned and, after tossing the towel in the sink, went over to the fridge. Coming back to the table, Mom handed me a bottle of water and sat down across from me.



“Really, Megan, I don’t know why you cover yourself in that Elvira make up. You’re pale as it is, and it covers up how pretty you really are.”



“Just part of the persona, I guess,” I told her with a shrug. “Megan Decosta, the underground artist, wouldn’t wear pink blush and a pony tail.”



“Well, if you were at a showing, I could see that,” Mom said, nodding. “But today?”



Mom was quiet for a minute as she waited for me to respond. Although I felt a little better my mind was still locked up and I had no idea what I was going to tell her.



“Megan, why are you so upset?” she asked. “And really, why the hell are you dressed like that?” She shook her head. “You didn’t leave the house like that.”



I laughed to myself as this really was becoming a teenage flashback. Leaving Mom’s in a jeans and a t-shirt, only to go to Betty’s and change into something trashy. Looking at Mom and still having nothing, I simply went with a version of the truth.



“I…I had a lunch date.”



“Dressed like that?” Mom asked, pointing at my chest.



Looking down I saw that the top two buttons of my blouse were undone and the red corset plainly visible.



“You must have been expecting it to be a great first date!”



“No, I…” I sighed and let a little more truth come out. “It wasn’t a first date, I… I’ve seen this person before.”



“Before?”



“Yeah,” I hesitated then, picturing my brother said, “I’ve known him for years, and whenever I come up here, if I’m not with someone, we get together.”



“Oh,” Mom said. “So is he a, what do they call it? A friend with benefits?”



Continuing with the half truths I answered.



“More like an old flame.”



“Oh, I see.” She nodded. “Trying to get over Laura?”



I looked at my mother, and for a moment felt a desperate urge to tell her. To simply blurt it out, that I thought I was in love with Mark. Tell her that he loved me and wanted us to be together. As I sat there I could feel the urge growing stronger, the desire to get twenty years worth of lies off of my chest, to ease that guilt, and to maybe even get some help on what the hell to do. Mom was looking at me calmly waiting for me to speak and the urge began to fade. In the end if there was to be no future for my brother and me, which is how it was looking at the moment, why would I want to do that? Go through all of the repercussions for nothing. Still, maybe my mother could help me.



“Mom, what would you do if you loved someone that you shouldn’t?”



Mom looked at me for a moment before answering.



“Well what do you mean by shouldn’t? Are they married?”



“Well no.”



“Well hon, I’m confused,” She began. “If they’re not married, and considering you…”She paused, trying to find the right words. “Since you have no problem with either a man or a woman, I don’t see why else you shouldn’t love someone.”



“I…” It was my turn to try to pick my words. “It’s just complicated, Mom it’s more like who it is, could cause some problems.”



Mom leaned back in the chair and seemed to be thinking. I felt myself getting worried, wondering if in reality, I was all but telling her who it was. No, now I was just being nervous. Mom, nor anyone else, for that matter, would suspect that I was closer than I should be with my brother.



“Before I say anything, I am not sure I understand, I mean you just broke up with Laura not two weeks ago, and now you’re asking me about…”



Mom trailed off, then giving me a slight smile, asked, “Honey, have you been in love with this person all along?”



“I…” I stopped, as I once again felt this conversation could end up being too revealing. But, then again, I was at least getting the chance to talk about it. “I think maybe…” I put my head down. “Yes.”



“So I guess what I said about you seeming as if you were waiting for something was close to the mark after all,” Mom said, nodding.



“Yeah, I guess so.”It’s not Tommy is it?” Mom asked.



“No, of course not!” I exclaimed. “Tommy’s married!”



“Well, you said it’s someone you’re not supposed to be with,” she said, spreading her arms out. “Plus, you said old flame. I mean, the two of you were engaged at one point.”



“It’s not Tommy, it’s,” I sighed. “Someone you don’t know about.”



Mom nodded and went on. “So does this person feel the same way?”



“I…” I swallowed hard as I told myself to end this now, but so badly needed to try to talk about it. “That’s what we tried to talk about over lunch.”



“I see that it didn’t go well.” Mom said. “So he doesn’t feel…”



“Actually ” I cut her off. “They do feel that way; I’m the one who…” I shrugged. “Same old me, I just can’t seem to make it that easy.” I looked at her. “I think I’m in love with him.”



“Ahhh, so at least I know it’s a him now.”



“But there are so many buts” I told her, feeling myself getting worked up again. “It could cause problems, and mostly for him…”



“Does he care?” Mom asked.



“Well… no but…”



“Then why should you?”



I stopped. That answer made it sound so simple. In most situations, it would be the right one, but Mom had no idea who I was talking about.



“Megan have you told him you love him?”



“Sort of,” I said softly. “That’s how the fight started. I just can’t…”"But you do.”



“Yes.” I nodded as much to myself as to her. “I do but…”



“You say that word a lot” she laughed. “Funny how years ago you were so impulsive, now you play it so safe.”



“I…”



I frowned. I did not see myself as a safe type of person. Then again, I had to admit that once more, Mom was right. Program had taught me to be careful, to think everything through, lest I put myself in a bad situation. I was safe, and my brother, who had spent his entire life planning and scheming six moves in advance, had thrown caution to the wind.



“Megan listen,” Mom cut into my thoughts. “I don’t have a lot of experience myself with this subject, “Mom leaned forward and gave me a small grin.



“But,” she emphasized the word causing me to roll my eyes, “I’ve seen a lot over the years, and unrequited love is a tough thing.”



“Well, it’s not really unrequited,” I pointed out. “I did kind of…”



“Megan, until you have point blank looked each other in the eye and said ‘I love you’ with no room for interpretation, then it is unrequited, understand?”



As I nodded, I heard my brother’s voice in my head from Saturday night. “Megan, I love you, I love you so much.” The best I had come up with today was ‘Yes’ and ‘I was in love.



“The thing about it, Megan,” Mom continued. “Is that if you never acknowledge that love, then it becomes unfair to a lot of people.”"It’s unfair to the person you truly love, as they will never know it, and it’s unfair to people like Laura.” As she continued, Mom was looking directly into my eyes. “They become casualties, Go-betweens, while you try to give your heart to someone other than who you truly want to give it to.” She pointed at me.



“And of course, hon, it’s unfair to you, as well. You’ll spend your entire life never feeling whole and always wondering what could have been.”



“B…” I caught myself. “What if it doesn’t work, then what?”



“Then you move on At that point, you’ll have gone after your heart’s desire, found out it wasn’t meant to be, and now the next time you meet someone like Laura, you will be open for it to work.”

I was silent as again I heard Mark in my head, this time explaining how he had set Samantha free in order to know once and for all if I was his true love.



“So if I were you Megan, I would tell them how you feel and let all the other stuff work itself out.” Mom smiled. “You’d be surprised how easily things can fall into place when your heart’s where it belongs.”



“Yeah well, I think I lost the chance.” I told her sadly.



“Honey, if you didn’t really say it, then it’s never too late to do that. Trust me no matter how upset you may have made him, hearing those words from you will make it all better.”



I…” I shook my head. “It’s too late for now Mom, it got pretty ugly and,” I put my hands up. “I have to leave at six; I can’t miss the meeting with Walsh.”



Mom frowned, and I had the feeling she did not agree with what I had just said. A moment later she proved me right.



“Money isn’t everything Megan,” she shook her head sadly. “Look at Mark, he put his name on the map the way you’re hoping to be and he’s miserable.”



Reaching across the table she took my hand.



“I know it’s not easy honey, love is the best feeling in the world, but that doesn’t mean that it doesn’t take work. If you feel you blew it, and need to go back home then go ahead.” She shrugged. “You said this has been going on awhile, maybe there will be another time.”



“I…I don’t think so.” I whispered as I felt the tears start to trickle from my eyes again. “He… pushed me for an answer Mom and I…”



I stopped as I knew if I kept going the sobs would come back. Mom had in essence said everything my brother had, why was I the only one who didn’t get it? Was I that broken? Was Mark right? That I really didn’t know how to be happy? Mom squeezed my hand then standing, came around the table and hugged me from behind. As she did I felt her touch the locket she had given me, reaching up I held her hand to it, pressing my own over it.



“I love you Mom.” I said softly.



“I love you too Megan.” Mom said in my ear. “Listen honey, things didn’t go well today, but you never know what can happen. For now though things are what they are. You’re upset and exhausted.” Mom turned her head and kissed me on the cheek.



“It’s only three, why don’t you go upstairs and lie down for a couple of hours. I’ll get you up at five.”



“Okay.” I doubted I would sleep, but a couple of hours alone would hopefully help me get myself together. After all I had a name to make for myself. I felt the tears flow more as I heard Mark’s last remark; “Go take care of yourself; it’s what you do best.”



Mom let go of me and I slowly stood up to head upstairs. As I passed Mom, she asked;



“What time is Mark picking you up for the airport?”



“He’s not.” I said quietly



“Really? He always does.”



“Yeah well he’s kind of busy, tying things up at work.” I sighed. “I…I was hoping you guys would take me.”



“Of course we will honey.” Mom frowned. “You know you said yesterday you had a fight with Mark, things okay with you two?”



I nodded



“Yeah, like I said he’s busy.” I started to walk away and stopped again. “Oh by the way he promised he was going to call you tomorrow and see if you wanted to go to dinner.”



“With no prompting from his big sister of course!” Mom laughed.



“Of course not.” I said giving her a pathetic attempt at a smile and hoping Mark would follow through on his promise that he would.



“Yeah well I won’t hold my breath.” Mom said then reaching up and wiping the tears from my cheek said;



“Go get some rest honey.”



I entered my old bedroom and noticed that Mom had picked up after me. All the clothes I had tossed around had been washed, folded and put into my suitcase, which was sitting open on the foot of the bed. I dropped my heels on the bed next to the suitcase, and then quickly peeled out of the corset and mini skirt.



As I took the corset off, I looked in the mirror, and shook my head at the silver chain running across my tits and down and around my waist. It had been a nice surprise for a little while, anyway. I fumbled with the clasps, my trembling fingers causing me to make several attempts, and removing the chain walked over to put it into the small compartment built into the top of the suitcase. The room was not as hot as it had been, and reaching into the suitcase I pulled out a plain black t-shirt.



I closed the suitcase, put it on the floor, and closed the blinds so I could lie down. I probably wouldn’t sleep, but at least I might rest. I went to pull the covers down, and I froze. The journal was on my pillow. There was a note attached, a post-it from Mom. I switched on the lamp so I could read it.



Megan, found this on the floor and wasn’t sure if you wanted it or not. If not just toss it back in the box.



Toss it was exactly what I wanted to do, but right in the trash where it couldn’t be found. With my luck, Mom would take that box to a church bizarre, and some Latin student would find it and get his rocks off.



Sitting down on the edge of the bed, I put the top half on the nightstand. It hadn’t all been bad; there were some sweet memories in there. I found myself thinking of my entry about that rainy Saturday morning when my brother and I had felt more between us. All those years, had they been wasted? Or would we have ended up doing more harm to each other than good back then?



Shaking my head, I picked up the second half of the journal. My intention was to put it on the nightstand as well. Instead, I held onto it and caught myself staring at the black ribbon marking my last entries. I wrote most of it while in New York and had finished it while staying at Mark’s and my parents before entering rehab for the last time.



I started a new journal in rehab, and had vowed to never read about those dark days again. In fact, had I known this book was still floating around, when I got out; I would have burned it in a ceremony to rid myself of it and those painful memories.



I started to put it down, but, as if it had a will of its own, my arm stopped. I thought back to earlier, when Mark made that ‘big girl’ crack. I had taken him up on it and gotten a lot more than I had bargained for. The ‘be careful of what you wish for’, expression at its finest. As I continued to stare at the half of a book in my hand, my heart started to pound. I had gotten in my brother’s face and yelled at him about how I was no longer that weak, needy person anymore, that I could handle both my past and my present.



Still, did I need this? There was nothing but heartache in those pages, the culmination of ten years of addiction, when things had gotten so bad that it caused my brother and me to turn on each other. There was no reason to do this to myself.



Yet my arm still moved no farther. I narrowed my eyes. There was something more there, something I had forgotten, and that had a connection to the present. I closed my eyes and tried to focus on what I did remember from those entries. I saw my brother over me, a look of tenderness on his face. As before, the image came and went before my tired mind could latch onto it Opening my eyes, I stared at the journal. Like a train wreck, I knew I shouldn’t want to see it, but I had to look.



I shook my head. What would Mark do?



“Fuck it,” I whispered.



After all, it’s not like I could feel much worse than I already did.



Reaching back I propped up the pillow and, leaning against it, I pulled my knees up like I used to do when I was a kid. Resting the book on my thighs, I took a deep breath and took the plunge into my last days of addiction.



Dark Days Part one.



I awoke slowly, and as my eyes opened I found myself staring at an old wall with badly peeling wallpaper. Beneath the ugly yellow paper was an even uglier cracked and water-stained wall. Lying there, I tried to focus through the dull ache in my head and remember where I was. This was certainly a far cry from the beautiful bedroom in the East side apartment Tommy and I had been living in the last four months. I was lying on my back, and propping myself up on my elbows, looked around the room. All the walls were a mess and there was one window that was covered with threadbare curtains. I winced at both the light streaming through the curtains and how dry my throat was as I swallowed. Sitting up straight I glanced over the bed and saw that I was only lying on a mattress.



On the floor next to me was a pack of cigarettes, a lighter, and a half empty bottle of Budweiser. I saw my clothes in a pile near the end of the bed, and, realizing I was topless and a little chilly, I leaned over to grab the blue blouse on top of the pile.



As I did, I felt movement next to me and with a start; I noticed I was not in bed alone. I closed my eyes before I looked over, hoping to hell it wasn’t a guy. I was engaged after all. Turning my head, I opened my eyes and saw I was in bed with a young, pretty blond who my hazy mind recognized as Amber.



Well, that told me where I was, anyway. Amber was the younger sister of Jake Harris, a small-time dealer and notorious party hound. As I looked at Amber, I shook my head, I had just turned thirty-one and she had graduated high school not more than a few weeks ago. I slid the blouse on and found myself hoping that I hadn’t actually fooled around with her; maybe we had just slept together, as I was sure there were several guys spread out around the apartment outside of the room we were in.



Bringing my right hand to my face, I sniffed my fingers. I sighed softly at the sweet smell of her pussy and quickly removed my hand before I got myself worked up again.



I should be ashamed of myself; this girl was barely an adult. On that note, all thoughts of sex left my mind as it hit me that Amber wasn’t the only thing I should be ashamed of.



Reaching down to the floor, I grabbed the cigarettes and, after lighting one, felt Amber stir next to me. I looked over to see that she had rolled over onto her back. As she did, the sheet pulled away from her and I found myself staring at her perfect little perky tits, with their adorable pink nipples. I quickly shifted my eyes from her soft, young flesh to her face.



Amber opened her eyes. I winced at how bloodshot her normally beautiful green eyes were. Her skin was pasty white and she was sweating. She turned her head slightly to me and mumbled, “I don’t feel good.”



I pulled the sheet up over her tits, and, after gently rubbing the back of my hand across her cheek, I whispered to her, “Go back to sleep. You’ll feel better when you wake up.”



She attempted smile and closed her eyes. I caressed her cheek until I could tell by her breathing that she had gone back to sleep. I finished the cigarette, then got up and slipped on the black panties and short black skirt I had worn last night, and, grabbing my heels and purse, I quietly left the room.



My head pounded as I slowly made my way through the living room. Jake and two guys I didn’t know were passed out on the couch and the floor. I went into the small bathroom, and, after going, I stood at the sink and looked at my reflection in the cracked mirror. My eyes were as red as Amber’s, and I saw with dismay that my nose was running. I sniffed and felt an all too familiar burning in my nostrils. Yeah, Amber really was the least of the sins I had committed last night.



I started to open the door when my stomach convulsed, and I vomited into the sink. I retched several more times before sinking to my knees, my eyes watering and I to tried to catch my breath. Without looking, I reached up and turned the faucet on, letting the water run. After a couple of minutes, I stood up, and, using toilet paper, I washed out the sink as best as I could.



I walked back through the living room. Jake was sitting up on the couch, smoking. He nodded at me as I walked by. Going into the kitchen, I found a glass in the sink that didn’t look too dirty and forced myself to drink some cold water. Reaching into my purse, I took out the purple Daniel Steiger watch that Tommy had bought me for my birthday-and that I had been smart enough to put in my purse- and saw that it was 10am. I frowned. What day was this? Tuesday, it was Tuesday and…



“Shit,” I said softly.



I was supposed to be in work at 9am. Oh, well, too late now. Even if I were to drive there right now, I was a fucking mess and could barely walk, never mind smile and put make up on women all day. Putting the watch on and making my way out into the living room, I saw Jake had pulled the coffee table over to him and was already cutting cocaine into lines on a glass plate. Looking up at me, he smiled. I saw his eyes were bright and knew that he had already snorted a couple of lines.



“Hey Megan, up for some breakfast?”



I looked longingly at the table. I wanted it so bad. It was just what I needed. Hell, if I did a couple of lines and took a shower, I would be good enough to go to work. I knelt down across the table from him. I fumbled in my purse, and to my dismay, I only had fifteen dollars in my wallet. Hell, I’d had over two hundred last night.



“I…I’m kinda broke,” I told Jake.



Jake ran his hand through his long black hair and gave me a smirk. “Well, hey, kiddo, you’re already on your knees.”



“No,” I said, shaking my head. “I…I don’t do that anymore, I have money at home Jake.”



“Yeah, well, I haven’t seen you around in months. How the hell do I know you’ll pay me?”



I shook my head and started to get up.



“Hey, how about the watch?” Jake asked.



“I can’t.” I told him. “It was a….”



“I’ll let you do a couple off of what’s here and give you a little for later.” Jake leaned over to stare at the watch. “My girl would love that.”



“I…” I hesitated.



I couldn’t. What the hell would Tommy think? Of course, I could always tell him I lost it. I frowned as I thought of Tommy. I hadn’t even gone home last night.



As Jake looked at me expectantly, I jumped as the front door opened and Joe, Jake’s roommate, came in.



“Hey, you get smokes?” Jake asked.



“Yup.” Joe reached into a bag and tossed Jake a pack of Marlboro’s then he pulled out a newspaper. “Hey, check this shit out, Megan!”



I looked at the paper and my eyes widened as right there on the front page was a picture of Mark. My brother was standing on the steps of the courthouse, facing a group of reporters who were all pointing microphones at him. Before I could make out the headline, Joe turned the paper to face Jake.



“Look at that!”He laughed. “Fucking Mad Dog hitting the big time!”



“No shit!” Jake said, nodding. “Hell, I remember when his punk ass was bouncing at Babyhead.” He shook his head. “I saw that crazy bastard kick the shit out of three guys at once one night! So what’s it say?”



Joe turned the paper to him and started reading.



“Despite numerous witnesses recanting their testimonies, attorney Mark Phillips not only vows to obtain a conviction, but warns reputed mobster Vincent Dimucci that he has until Friday to accept the AG’s last offer or he will take it off the table for good and pursue a maximum sentence.” Joe laughed. “Fucking Mark!”



Seeing the picture of my brother made me feel lower than I already did. Standing up from the table, I told Jake I had to go.



Jake shrugged, “Don’t be a stranger.”As I left, he added, “And no hard feelings about you thinking my sister’s hotter than me!”



Joe laughed.



I didn’t know what was worse, that I had taken advantage of Jake’s sister, or that he thought it was funny.



I walked outside into the cool September morning and, getting into my car, I drove a couple of miles towards Cranston before pulling over in front of a small playground. My stomach felt nauseous and I needed some air. I also had no idea where I was going or what I was going to do. There were a couple of small benches in front of the currently deserted swings and, getting out of the car, I went and sat down on one of them.



Once I sat, I realized that I had been here several times with Dad. He would always take me to playgrounds alone. It was our special time together. I put my head in my hands and started to cry. Even though I had, up until a week or so ago, been sober for several months, my father barely spoke to me. I had done so much damage in the last few years that he still held it against me.



I didn’t blame him. That day that he stood with me in court because Mark was out of town, and he heard the judge read off the charge of prostitution had been more than he could handle.



Taking my head from my hands, I removed the cigarettes from my purse and lit one. As I took a long, deep drag, I saw the cell phone that Mark got for me, and with a feeling of dread, I took it out.



I had fifteen missed calls and several voice mails. Scrolling through the calls I saw they were mostly from Tommy, starting from yesterday when I was supposed to come home from work, and the last one was at one am. There were also three from my brother, the first at eleven, when Tommy must have called him to say he couldn’t find me. I saw a number from this morning and saw it was work. With a sinking feeling in my stomach, I put the phone to my ear to listen to the voicemails. The first few were Tommy, starting with a casual ‘When you coming home?’ and escalating to the final one:



“Megan, honey call me back, it’s…” He paused and I felt the tears start, as I could hear his voice breaking. “It’s okay if you’re well you know…, just please come home Megan, I’m not mad honey, just worried.” He paused again. “Please Megan. You know I’ll always love you.”



The next message was from Mark:



“Megan, you need to call me, sis. Tommy’s worried and so am I.” He sighed into the phone. “Look Meg, Tommy told me you… you haven’t been doing well lately. I know how you get when you fall. You think you hurt us and we’ll be upset.” Mark paused and I pictured how sad he was as he tried to tell me things were okay. “But, it’s okay, so just call me. If you don’t want to go home, you can stay with me. If you need a ride, I’ll come get you, I don’t care where you are or who you’re with, just…” There was another pause before he added quietly, “Please call me, sis.”



As I sat there, crying with the phone to my ear, I listened to the last voicemail. It was Joanne from work:



“I’m sorry, Megan. I know you have problems, but today was the third no-call-no-show in two weeks. I have to let you go.”



I shook my head, fired from a job that most teenage girls could handle. I went to put the phone back in my purse, then stopped. Swallowing hard and doing the best I could to control my voice, I called Mark. I knew he was in court and it would go to voicemail. I left him a brief message, saying that I was okay and would call him later. I didn’t call Tommy. I knew that no matter where he was, he would answer, and I didn’t have it in me to hear the disappointment in his voice. Putting the phone away, I sat back on the bench. That old feeling of guilt was gnawing at me.



After nearly six months of sobriety, last week I succumbed to that huge empty hole in my heart and filled it with the only thing that gave me comfort: drugs and alcohol. After ten years, I knew all too well that that comfort was only temporary, but it was better than suffering constantly. The last few months, everyone had been happy with me, Mark, Tommy, and Mom, all thrilled that I was sober and healthy. They didn’t have to worry about me.



Four months ago, Tommy took me up to his parents’ beach house and proposed to me. Caught off guard, I said yes. I did love Tommy, and God only knew it was a miracle that he loved me after how poorly I had treated him and how many times I had disappointed him.As I thought of Tommy, I looked at the beautiful half karat Marquis on my finger and shook my head in disgust. I shouldn’t be wearing it. I shouldn’t be living with Tommy in his beautiful apartment and letting him take care of me. In my defense, two weeks ago, after I had gone back to cocaine, I tried to give Tommy the ring back.

“You deserve better,” I told him.



“Don’t be ridiculous,” Tommy replied, “I love you. I’ll never give up on you.”



The shame of it was that I had not just wanted Tommy to take the ring back over the drugs. Since I had become engaged, Mark would not have sex with me. I’d spent a week with him not too long before Tommy proposed, but had not been with him since.



I longed for my brother’s embrace!



This, by far, was the longest we had ever gone, and I needed him badly. I had done my best to behave and not seduce him out of respect for Tommy, but lately, Mark had been all I could think about. Until I picked up my habit again that is. As I thought about Mark, I felt another wave of remorse pass through me. My brother was on the brink of making or breaking his career. The last thing he needed was to worry about his disgrace of a sister.



Two months ago, taking advantage of a loophole in Rhode Island law that allowed a case to be prosecuted by an attorney from the private sector, Mark conned the AG’s office into giving him a case involving a reputed mob hit man. Vincent Dimuccio had been tried twice, and both times, the case was thrown out of court, due to witnesses changing their stories. This was round three, and the AG’s office was ready to drop it. But it was an election year, and they needed to try to save face.



Mark strolled in and told them to let him have it. What did they have to lose? After a lot of negotiation, Mark took lead on the case, and he somehow pulled new witnesses out of thin air. The trial had been getting a lot of attention and my brother a lot of press. But lately, things had been going sour. Once again, people were shying away from their testimonies. Mark had received several death threats. The last time I saw Mark was last week, and he looked completely exhausted. Jim Howard had promised Mark junior partner at the age of thirty if he could pull this off. But if he lost, he would gain the reputation of being a loose cannon who couldn’t back up his claim of being the best attorney in the state.



I felt my eyes filling yet again as I remembered the last time I saw Mark. He was not only tired, but completely frustrated, as well. Up until a few weeks into the case, he’d had a live-in “pet,” as he referred to them. This one, a twenty-year-old journalism major named Kelly, had been with him for three months. My brother claimed she was the best he’d ever had. Unfortunately, Mark was forced to move her out due to the scrutiny of the press and the threats he was receiving. He complained that he hadn’t gotten laid in three weeks, and that he’d barely slept in the same time frame.



And I was sitting there feeling guilty as hell, because two nights before I had come to see him, I had stayed at Jake’s house after doing an entire eight ball. Tommy promised not to say anything to Mark. I felt terrible as my brother commented on how proud he was of me. Once Mark grumbled about needing sex, however, I forgot all about my relapse. I slid over to him on the couch and kissed him long and hard. Mark initially gave in, kissing me back just as hard and shoving his tongue into my eager mouth. I had his jeans unzipped and his hands were on their way under my shirt when he quickly pulled away and told me that we couldn’t.



I started crying. “I need you. I miss you. Not just the sex, but you holding me, and being in your bed.”



Mark looked as upset as I was, but he held fast. “It’s not right. You and Tommy are getting married, and our rule is if one of us is involved, then there wouldn’t be anything between us.”



He did let me lie back against his chest, his arms around my waist, in the corner of the couch, and we fell asleep for a few hours. I woke up first. I felt myself yearning to feel my brother’s embrace every night, to be with him and not Tommy. I knew it could never be, but I couldn’t get it out of my mind. That is, until I went out the next night and got falling down drunk. Upon coming home, I tried yet again to give Tommy his ring back.



I sighed as lighting another cigarette, I sat back on the bench and stared off into space, trying to let my mind drift and calm down. I closed my eyes, and suddenly opened them again as something dawned on me.



As Mark had put it in his message, I had fallen again.



The difference this time, however, was that with crystal clarity, I realized that I did not want to get back up.



As a matter of fact, it occurred to me that I had never wanted to get back up, at least not for me. I always tried to stay clean for the people who cared for me. When I was sober, they were happy. Yet while they were happy, I was miserable. If left to my own devices, I would simply keep using, keep numbing the pain. On the heels of that thought came another — each time I did straighten out, it caused more pain when I failed. In fact, by continuing to try, I was really hurting everyone around me more. Getting their hopes up, making them think that maybe this time, Megan would really be okay.



I began to nod my head, agreeing with this new found clarity that I had stumbled upon I was completely miserable right now. I was living a lie with a man who loved me who I was not in love with. The man that I kept refusing to fully acknowledge that I was in love with was the one man I could never be with. My father had all but disowned me. I had broken my mother’s heart more times than I could count, and it was only a matter of time before she found out that her loser of a daughter was fucked up again.



In the past, their hurt had forced me to try to do better, but now I knew I had been wrong. The right thing to do would be to stop trying and get it over with. Sure, I would cause one more round of pain, but it would be the last one.



One deep cut, rather than a thousand small ones.



Matter of fact, I could make it so there was no pain at all. Mark, Tommy, and Mom all claimed they would never give up on me. But what if I could make them?



I felt a pang of sadness as I knew there was nothing I could possibly do to Mom that could make her hate me. I also would not have the heart to even try to hurt the woman who had saved my life. Well, maybe not saved it, but prolonged it and gave me as many good years as she could before my inherent weakness and darkness caught up with me. No, sad to say, Mom would have to deal with one more blow to her heart, courtesy of her unworthy daughter.



Moving on, Tommy had claimed he would never quit on me, but I had no doubt I could come up with something. No sooner had that thought passed through my mind, then it struck me that it wouldn’t be that hard at all. The way to do it had been put right in front of me.



I lit yet another cigarette and began rocking back and forth as a sick form of excitement at my potential freedom built up within me.



That would just leave Mark. My excitement started to fade. How could I possibly turn my brother against me? Over the last ten years, I had put Mark through hell and almost gotten him killed defending me at the Wolves’ Den. Leaning back, I closed my eyes and again let my fevered mind drift, hoping to again catch a glimpse of what I should do.



I was not disappointed. Mark and I were both broken and, for the most part, in the same way. The one glaring difference, was that I was weak and self-destructive, letting my sorrow lead me to a life of addiction and humiliation. Mark, on the other hand, was purely destructive. My brother harbored a level of rage that was as unnatural as it was unhealthy. Even with the voice out of the picture, my brother was capable of extremely erratic behavior.



Yes, the time was now. Mark was battling insomnia, fighting for his career in a case he was expected to lose, and worried about his sister, who he now knew had failed again. I could do it. I could push him so far that he would snap tell me he was sick of me, that I was a disgrace. I would continue to egg him on. Hell, I could even get him to fuck me nice and hard first!



After all, I thought, as a slow smile spread across my face, it’s not like after tonight I would be engaged anymore. I laughed out loud at that last thought. I would take my beautiful little brother for one last wild ride, before he finally cut me loose like the anchor I was.



For once in my selfish life I was going to do everyone else a favor, and make so they would never have to worry about me again.



Flicking the cigarette away from me, I grabbed the phone from my purse and dialed Jake’s number.



“Hey Jake, its Megan. Still want that watch?”



I felt better than I had in weeks.



***** I stood in the shower, letting the hot water beat down on my back and enjoying the warm, steamy air. The shower was huge and, looking down, I saw that black marble bathtub was two-thirds full. Shutting the shower off, I turned the faucets on full blast to add some cold water before sitting down and stretching my legs. I lay back in the warm soapy water, put my feet up on the edge of the tub, and slid down as far as I could. I sighed contentedly, I would miss this tub.



I closed my eyes and smiled. I was within hours of breaking Tommy’s heart once and for all, and I felt amazingly relaxed. It was the best thing for him. Tommy would be free to find a nice girl who would appreciate him and treat him the way he deserved.



Then again, my state of relaxation might have a little to do with the pint of Captain Morgan I had been steadily sipping for the last hour. I reached over the edge of the tub, picked up the bottle, and drank the last few swallows. I sighed again as the liquor blazed a warm, happy trail through my body.



Considering how upset I was when it started, today had been a pretty good day. I traded the watch for a gram bag at Jake’s, and, after doing a couple of lines, I decided that I was feeling so good that I wanted to feel real good!



I went back to the bedroom where Amber was still sleeping, and, after stripping off my clothes, I woke her up with my tongue on her right nipple and my fingers sliding into her deliciously tight, young pussy. Amber moaned as my thumb found her clit, then, a moment later, I swung my leg over her head, putting us into a perfect sixty-nine, and we were both moaning. Amber had very little experience, and I made her cum twice before she managed to send me over the edge with her unskilled, but oh, so eager tongue.



Afterwards, I removed the small mirror from my purse and shared the rest of the coke with her. I was going to get dressed when Amber giggled. “I want to play some more,” she said.



Well, I couldn’t resist her pretty little pout, so we spent another hour, licking, fingering, sucking and teasing each other’s pussies. Amber released the cutest little squeal when she came. I also loved the shocked look on her face when the last time I came, I threw my head back and practically howled, as between her fingers and the coke, I went off like a rocket.



After dressing and leaving Jake’s, I saw that Mark had called, so I called him back. I could hear the relief in his voice change to concern as I giggled into the phone at practically everything he said. At the end of the call I agreed to meet him for coffee at the shop across from his firm, then went back home.



Tommy was there as I knew he would be, he had called out of work, not wanting to miss me when I came home. The first thing he did was try to tell me things would be okay.



I laughed, “Of course they will!” Much sooner than he thought.



He shook his head and pretty much left me alone as I flitted about the house, wired for sound. After I came down some, he tried to talk to me again. “Maybe you should go talk to your sponsor.”



“Tommy, I’m fine. It was just a slip up.” Then, remembering my plan, I asked, “Where’s Brendan?” Brendan was a friend of Tommy’s who was recently separated from his wife and was staying with us for awhile.



“He’s at work. He gets home around eight.” He went on to say something about not being disappointed in me, but I was no longer paying attention.



All I needed to know was that Brendan would be around later.



After all, he was the way I was going to get Tommy get rid of me.



I took a nap, and was admittedly a little disappointed that Tommy didn’t want to come fool around with me. Then again, he didn’t know that he only had maybe one more go around with my pretty little pussy before I left.



I got up, showered, and went to see Mark. On the way, I stopped at a pub and did a couple of quick shots. Then I met Mark at the coffee shop.



I felt the first sting of guilt that I had all day when I saw the look on my brother’s face after he hugged me. I kissed him so that he would be sure to smell the booze on my breath. We sat at a corner table and drank coffee. I noticed how worn down Mark looked. His eyes were bloodshot, and there were dark circles beneath them. While Mark awkwardly tried to keep the conversation away from my latest fall from grace, I noticed that his hand was shaking, and he was chain smoking. Back in the day, all my brother would have needed was a night in his big sister’s bed to make everything okay.



Part of me wanted to offer, but in addition to knowing Mark would say no, I didn’t want him to remember me for anything good right now.



Finally,he sighed and asked, “So what happened?”



Smiling, I answered, “I’m happier this way.”



“You want me to take you to a meeting?” he asked.



“You didn’t hear me did you?” I asked.



“Mom was asking about you today.”



My twinge of regret quickly turned into a flash of anger. Mark had tossed that out there on purpose. “Stop trying to make me feel bad.”



“Keep your damn voice down.” He whispered looking around the shop.



But I just got louder. “Are you ashamed of me?”



Mark shook his head, and rather than argue, simply put his head down.



I almost forgot myself for a moment and caught my hand reaching for his across the table. I stopped and, after a few minutes of awkward silence, changed the subject. “I saw this morning’s paper. How’s the case going?”



With a groan, he confessed, “Well, I’m talking tough, but the damn thing’s falling apart. Dimuccio’s ex is my ace-in-the-hole, but now she’s hedging. I can force her to testify, but it’s not looking good. Everyone’s afraid of Dimuccio and his connections.”



I joked, “My little brother’s not afraid of anyone.”



He quickly replied, “I’ve received over a dozen death threats. I’m carrying a .25 caliber Beretta in an ankle holster right now.”



I wasn’t laughing then. I felt my resolve waver as I realized how deep the shit my brother had gotten himself into really was. That feeling didn’t last long, though.



“Don’t worry about me,” he said. “All that matters is you right now.”



In a nutshell, this was exactly what I was trying to free my brother of, the constant burden of his sister.



Mark’s phone rang for the tenth time since we had been sitting. He rolled his eyes and answered it. Within a minute, he was all but yelling at whoever was on the other end. “If you don’t come through, I will bring you down with me!”His eyes were bulging dangerously, and when he hung up, he put his head in his hands and rubbed at his red rimmed eyes.



I nodded to myself. My brother would be ripe for the taking tomorrow.



“Well,” I said, “I have to get going. I don’t want to get Tommy worried again. I’ll call you tomorrow night.”



Mark nodded. “There’s no court tomorrow. I asked for a continuance so I could hunt down another potential witness that’s been calling me.”



Hearing that Mark would be at his office tomorrow gave me an idea. This would end up being easier than I thought. I gave Mark a kiss on the cheek, and somehow held onto my aura of not caring, even as my brother hugged me to him and whispered in my ear, “Please take care of yourself. I need you.”



But Mark only thought he needed me. He would soon see how much better off he was without me.



I sat up with a start as I heard a bang. I had dozed off and had dropped the empty liquor bottle onto the floor. Getting up out of the tub, I dried off and slipped on a black thong and the short red robe wandered out into the living room where Tommy and Brendan were watching the Sox game.



I smiled as I walked slowly past Brendan His eyes locked onto my long, shapely legs. I stopped in front of him and, turning to face Tommy, I asked him if he wanted anything. Brendan was sitting on the couch opposite Tommy. Since I was standing between them, I had no doubt that Brendan was looking directly at me.



The reason I knew that was because since he had come to stay with us, all Brendan did was stare at me. He never flirted, or said or did anything inappropriate. But they were more than casual glances. Last week, I was lying on the couch in shorts and a tight tank top, and Brendan had been sitting across from me. I dozed off, and when I woke, I caught him staring. The look in his eyes was pure lust. I remembered thinking that if I gave him a chance, he would probably take it.



Tommy said he was all set but noticed that he also looked my legs up and down, but then gave me an odd look. I sat down next to him, crossed my legs, and gave Brendan a great view of my creamy upper thigh.



For the next hour, I sat there, feigning interest in the game. All the while, I shifted my position on the couch and fidgeted to keep catching Brendan’s attention. At one point, the phone rang, and when Tommy got up to answer it, I sat back on the couch, put my feet up on the cushion, and I casually let my legs open.



Brendan’s eyes bulged. He stared at the thin strip of my black thong. I cleared my throat, and when his eyes immediately looked up, I winked at him. He blushed furiously, and, as soon as Tommy returned, he disappeared to the bathroom. When he sat next to me Tommy remarked that I should really be wearing more. I laughed and kissing him told him jealousy was an ugly emotion.



Brendan came back, and I began making a show of hanging all over Tommy, even sliding up and sitting in his lap, my long legs dangling over his. My robe hiked up near my hips. Tommy was getting aggravated. Finally announced he was going to bed. I told him I wanted to stay up to finish the game, but leaning over Tommy told me to just come to bed. I playfully flicked my tongue across his ear and whispering ‘yes sir!’ hopped up and followed him into the bedroom. I let Tommy get a few feet in front of me, then, glancing over my shoulder and seeing Brendan looking, I flipped my robe up, giving him a glimpse of my ass.



Tommy entered the bedroom and I told him I would be right in. I went into the bathroom and reached up on top of the medicine cabinet and grabbed the small packet of coke I had put up there a couple of days ago, Taking a razor blade from under the sink, I cut the coke on the edge of the sink and did three lines in rapid succession. I shook my head at the rush, then smiled at my reflection in the mirror before going to say goodbye to Tommy.



When I entered the room, Tommy was lying on his back under the covers, his eyes closed. Stripping off the robe and thong, I lifted the covers to crawl in. He was wearing a pair of pajama bottoms, a clear signal that he did not want to play. But I knew I could change his mind. Sliding in next to him, I leaned over and began tonguing his nipple.



He groaned, “Not tonight. Go to sleep.”



Ignoring him, I swirled my tongue around faster and, sliding my hand down his stomach, I grabbed his semi-hard cock through his pants. I started sliding my tongue down his chest, heading for his stomach.



Tommy grabbed my wrist and, pulling my hand from his cock, he growled, “Enough. I don’t want to play.”



Looking up at him, I let in some of my emotions from earlier. I put out my lip and felt my eyes well up with the crocodile tears that had served me so well over the years. I choked out, ” I knew it. You’re ashamed of me. You don’t want to be with me.” With that, I rolled over onto my side and waited, stifling a giggle.

As I knew he would, Tommy put his arm around my waist and whispered in my ear, “I would never be ashamed of you. I love you.”



I shrugged against him, then let out a soft sigh as he moved my hair to the side and began kissing my neck. His lips roamed from my neck to my shoulder, then, grabbing my arm, he gently rolled me over onto my back. He kissed me slowly and sweetly, his soft lips teasing across mine, and I felt my heart beating fast, and my pussy beginning to respond. I let out a contented sigh as his lips left mine and trailed down to find my left nipple. I began to run my hands across his back as he sucked on my nipple and fondled the other.



I gave him a push on his shoulders, and, taking the hint; Tommy slid down between my legs, spread my pussy, and started slowly swirling his tongue around my swollen clit. I moaned softly as he slipped two fingers inside of me while sucking my clit into his mouth. I rocked my hips gently into his face, and brought my hands up to tease my hard, pink nipples. As it always did, the cocaine heightened every sensation, and within minutes, I arched my back, wrapped my thighs around his head, and let out a loud squeal as I came for my fiancée for the final time.



Tommy stood up, slipped his pants off, and climbed back onto the bed. He slid up between my legs and slowly eased himself into my warm, wet flesh. I moaned as he began slowly thrusting his hips into me while bending his head to tease my nipple with his tongue. Tommy then slid his arms under mine, drawing us close together as he continued to move in a slow steady rhythm. His lips found mine, and he moaned in his throat as we kissed.



As he had countless times in the past, Tommy was trying to make love to me.



I let him go for longer than I usually did, figuring it was the least I could do. After a few minutes, however, I pushed against his shoulders and whispered to him. “My turn.”



He hesitated. I knew he was happy with what we were doing, but, as always, he let me take over.



Tommy let me roll him over onto his back, and I immediately slid down between his legs and took him into my mouth. I groaned at how good my pussy tasted off of his hard flesh. I took his cock all the way down in my throat and held it there, taking a minute to savor my last taste of us. I started bobbing my head in a slow, steady rhythm, enjoying the little moans He made as I worked the length of his cock with my soft, full lips. I removed his cock from my mouth, and, sliding up, I straddled his hips. We both sighed as I guided his cock to my pussy and eased him into me. I groaned as I sat up straight on him, impaling myself on his cock. I started rocking my hips, slowly at first, but after a couple of minutes, I leaned forward, braced my hands on his chest, and started bouncing up and down on him. His breathing started coming in gasps as I rode him faster and harder, driving myself on and off of his hard cock.



I leaned over further, letting my small, well-shaped tits dangle in his face, teasing my nipples across his lips as I continued to buck up and down on him. Tommy groaned, and, grabbing my hips, he began driving his cock hard into me. Within seconds, I felt his cock explode inside of me, and I resumed sliding slowly back and forth, enjoying the feel of his cock painting the inside of my pussy with his hot cum. Leaning over, I gave him a sweet kiss and lay down on top of him for a while. I closed my eyes and felt my eyes well up for real this time as I let him hold me one last time.



“I love you,” he whispered.



“I love you, too.” I rolled over onto my side. Tommy put his arm around my waist for a few minutes, but, as was his habit, he eventually rolled over onto his back.



I waited until I could tell by his breathing that he was asleep, then carefully slid out of the bed. I slipped the robe back on, and, leaning over the nightstand, I set the alarm for ten minutes from now. Looking down at Tommy, I bent down and risked giving him a soft kiss on his cheek.



“I’m sorry, honey,” I whispered.



I quickly left the room and walked out into the parlor. Brendan had shut the light off, but was still watching TV.



He looked up as I came in. “Can’t sleep?” he asked.



Without a word, I walked over in front of the couch and untied the robe, letting it drop to the floor.



Brendan gasped but made no effort to look away from my naked body.



I smiled at him. “Do you like what you see?”



He finally looked away. “I can’t,” he said, “Tommy’s my friend.”



“What Tommy doesn’t know won’t hurt him.” Reaching down, I grabbed the bottom of his t-shirt and tugged on it.



Brendan hesitated for just a moment, then raised his hands over his head. After tossing his shirt to the side, I grabbed the back of his head and shoved his face into my right tit. He eagerly sucked almost my entire tit into his mouth as his arms encircled my waist and gave my ass a hard squeeze.



Shoving him back against the couch, I dropped to my knees, and, after pulling his pants off, I grabbed his cock and in one smooth motion, took it all the way down my throat. Brendan moaned loudly as I started sucking him fast and hard.



As I was blowing him, sucking on my second cock of the night, I found myself recalling my days at the strip clubs. Blowing guys for drugs and doing it as if it meant nothing. There was nothing in me that wanted him. He was just a means to an end.



He was moaning like an idiot and I could already feel his thighs trembling. I slid his cock from between my lips and, glancing over at the clock, saw I still had five minutes. At this rate, Brendan would cum too soon.



Standing up, I placed my hands on his shoulders and, after putting my feet on the couch one at a time, stood up on it. I placed my right foot on his shoulder and leaned forward, shoving my pussy into his face. Brendan immediately began licking my pussy, his tongue moving with almost a hint of desperation, he wanted it so bad. I let out a moan as I thought of what a nasty girl I was, having my clit sucked by two guys in less than a half hour.



I also had the passing thought, as he reached around and grabbed my ass, that this was supposedly Tommy’s best friend.



Then again, I was supposedly his fiancée.



I looked over and saw that it was almost time. I crawled off Brendan, got on my knees, and, lowering my head to rest on my folded arms, I lifted my ass in the air. He got on his knees behind me, grabbed my hips, stopped. And whispered, “I…I don’t have anything.”



“I’m on the pill, now just hurry up and fuck me!” I snapped.



Brendan didn’t have to be told twice. I put my head down and let out a muffled squeal as he drove his cock hard into me. He started fucking me fast and hard, but within a minute, he started to slow way down, trying not to cum quickly. I rolled my eyes, hoping to hell this loser could last longer than a teenager.



I put my head down to muffle my moans as he continued to fuck me. I heard Brendan begin to breathe harder, and his moans were sounding desperate.



I had just begun to wonder if I was going to have to let him cum and start sucking him again when Brendan gasped again.



This time, however, I heard him exclaim, “Oh shit!”



I looked up to see Tommy standing in the doorway, staring, dumbfounded at us. I felt Brendan slide his cock from inside of me.



“T..Tommy, I…” he blurted out. “She came onto to me, I…”



“Megan,” Tommy whispered, staring into my eyes. “H…how could you?”



Even as he spoke, I could see the tears beginning to flow from his eyes. Without missing a beat, I smiled broadly at him and said, “Oh come on Tommy! Don’t be mad!” I waggled my tongue at him provocatively. “My mouth’s all yours, baby!”



Tommy started to say something, and then, backing away, he quickly turned and all but ran from the room. I heard the door slam shut and found myself unable to believe how easy that was. I heard Brendan say something behind me.



I looked back over my shoulder at him. “Well, you going to finish or what?”



*****



“That’ll be your fourth Captain and Coke in an hour,” the bartender said as he frowned at me. “Not to mention two shots of tequila.”



But I didn’t give a shit about any bar policies they might have at Finnegan’s Wake. I was on a mission. “I appreciate the concern,” I said, “but I’m not driving. A friend of mine’s coming and I’m just getting a head start.” Then I flashed him my best smile.



He nodded and went to get it. What the fuck should he care, anyway? I gave him a five dollar tip after each round. I couldn’t see his problem with me sticking around.



I glanced at my wrist to check the time. Then I rolled my eyes. I didn’t have a watch anymore. Jake’s girlfriend had my watch. I hoped she was enjoying it. I pulled out my cell for the time.



Then my eyes drifted from my bare wrist down to my equally bare left hand. The bartender brought me the drink and after paying him, I took a sip and sighed as I thought of the events of the morning.



After Brendan finished fucking me, he packed his shit while I sat on the couch and smoked a cigarette. He came out with two duffel bags and said, “Figure I better leave.”



“Okay.” I blew smoke up into the air.



He hesitated. “I’m going to stay at a motel for a couple of nights until I figure something out?” he paused and with what I’m sure he thought was a sexy smile asked, “You wanna come along?”



I continued smoking. “Not for nothing, Brendan, but I could have had more fun by myself. No wonder your wife kicked you out.”



“Fucking cunt,” he grunted, and he left.



I did feel kind of bad. After all, my little game cost him his best friend, and who knew where he was going to stay? Then again, I sure as hell didn’t twist his arm. He did very little to resist. Besides, last thing I needed was someone with a crush on me, I was trying to get rid of people in my life, not add them. I sat on the couch and, looking over at a picture of Tommy and me, I allowed myself to shed some tears for a man who had never done anything but care about me. Eventually, I fell asleep. I woke to Tommy’s saying my name. I opened my eyes and regarded him silently, waiting to see what he would say. Tommy sat down next to me, and I felt a twinge of anxiety at the look of sadness on his face.



I hoped to hell he wasn’t going to try to forgive me. Then what the hell would I do? Turned out I had nothing to worry about. He looked me straight in the eye and said, “It’s time for you to leave. I can deal with supporting you with your problems and the baggage from your past, but I won’t be humiliated like that.”



I put my head down and nodded sadly.



“I can’t tell you did that to me, how you could be that cruel, and being strung out is no excuse!” He stood up. “I’m going to work; I’d like you gone before I come back.”



Before he walked away, I slid the diamond off of my finger and tried to give it to him.



Tommy looked at it and grunted, “You keep it. Go pawn it like you did the watch.” Turning his back on me, he walked away, muttering, “Goodbye Megan. I hope you learn how to be happy someday.”



I went and sat on the deck until Tommy left for work. Then, after taking a shower, I dressed in a very short red skirt, with a low-cut black shirt, and a pair of red stiletto heels. I packed up my clothes, my makeup and jewelry.



As I left, I glanced into the extra room that I had set up with an easel and did my painting in. I thought about packing up the paints, but why bother? I couldn’t paint when I was fucked up, and I planned on being that way from now until my body couldn’t handle it anymore.



On that note, partying cost money. It was time to see what I could scrape up.



It was payday at Sears, so I went down and grabbed my last paycheck. I shook my head in disgust as I looked at it, less than four hundred after taxes. I was thirty-one years old and making twelve dollars an hour. Hell, back in New York a couple of years ago, I was getting a hundred dollars an hour as a dominatrix at a high-end strip club. Never mind how much they paid me for private sessions. There were weeks when I made over two thousand dollars.



Yet somehow, I still managed to blow it all on, well, on blow.



That reminded me. The time was after twelve. I had a small address book in my purse, I kept telling myself to throw it out, but never did, and I looked up Julie, a girl I had lived with for a few months the last time I was in New York. Julie and I had partied together, as well as shared a bed, during that time, and she was thrilled to hear from me. I told her that I was getting tired of walking the straight and narrow and wanted to come back up for some real fun. Julie said she had an extra room then giggled as I asked her why I would need my own room. I wrote down her address and told her I would be up within a couple of days.



After cashing my check, I cleared out my meager savings, account; a whopping seven hundred dollars then headed over to the pawn shop on Broad Street where I got four hundred dollars for pawning my engagement ring, and a diamond pendant Tommy had bought me for my thirtieth birthday. I had several other pieces of decent jewelry but figured I would save them for when I would need money up in New York. I started to feel bad about selling the ring, but shrugged it off. Tommy said to do it. Why make a liar out of him? I smiled at that thought. I was already enjoying my new found freedom. Well, I wasn’t free yet; there was still Mark to deal with.



Mark’s being at the office today was going to make things even easier for me to get him to rid himself of me. I was already dressed slutty, all that remained was to chill out at a bar for awhile and get myself good and buzzed. I finished the drink and called over to the bartender to bring me one more shot. I salted my hand, licked it, and threw back the shot. I put a ten on the counter, and slowly made my way out of the bar.



I got into the car and drove carefully through downtown until I reached the building where Mark’s firm was. Parking down the street, I walked the last block, enjoying the looks of all the guys I passed. I entered Mark’s building and took the elevator up to his floor. Getting off, I made my way down to the suite of offices where my brother worked.



I walked past the receptionist, who started to say something, but stopped when I saw my brother standing in the conference room doorway and I loudly called his name. Mark was standing with Jim Howard, the head of his firm, and two other men in suits.



My timing couldn’t be better!



Mark didn’t hear me and as I drew closer.



I could hear one of the men, a guy with grey hair wearing a black suit, yelling, “I knew this would happen! I should have never listened to you! You’re out of your league!”



My brother put his hands out and told him, “All I need is a few more days and I’ll nail this.”



The man shook his head. “I’ve looked bad long enough!”



I saw Mark start to talk, but Jim got in front of him and started talking softly to the guy, his hands up in a placating gesture. As he spoke Mark, stepped back and started to speak with the other man who had been standing there.



Taking a deep breath, I started walking towards them and called out, “Hey, Mark!”



They all turned to look at me. I gave a big smile and wave, even though I was only a few feet away from them. One of the men’s eyes dropped down to my long legs, but Jim and the guy who had been yelling at Mark simply stared at me. I let my eyes focus on Mark and saw his eyes widen as I approached. I knew that he could tell I was drunk and an ‘oh shit’ look appeared on his face. I walked past the guy who had been yelling and, reaching Mark, I threw my arms around his shoulders and gave him a huge wet kiss on his cheek.



“Surprise!” I exclaimed.



“Megan,” Mark whispered. “What the hell are you…”



“I came to see you!” I said, still standing with my arm around his neck.



“Sis, please,” he said softly. “You can’t…”



The guy in the black suit asked, “And who exactly do we have here, Mark? One of your little playmates?”



“No, Barry,” Mark said quietly. “This is my sister Megan.”



“Your sister?” Barry asked, looking me up and down.



“Yup!” I said, giving him a huge smile. “See the resemblance?” I pressed my cheek to Mark’s face.



Mark quickly pulled away from me. I turned to look at him and he said quietly in Latin, “Get out Megan! Please!”



The other man laughed and said, “I do actually, but I have to say you’re much prettier.”



“I don’t know about that!” I laughed loudly, too loudly, and I quickly reaching out and pinched Mark’s cheek. “My little brother is beautiful!”



Barry shook his head, and I saw Jim behind him pointing at Mark, then at me.



“Well, Megan,” Barry said my name with disdain. “Your brother is a little busy at the moment. We are discussing…”



“You weren’t discussing,” I said, shaking my head. “You were yelling.” I now nodded sadly. “Yelling at my brother.” I made a clucking sound with my tongue. “Not very nice, Barry.”



“I…” Barry looked at my brother. “Mr. Phillips, do you think you could have this little family reunion on your time?”



As Barry spoke, I stared hard at him. I had seen him somewhere before. Mark was uncharacteristically stammering, but I didn’t hear. I was trying to think. Then it dawned on me where I had seen good ole Barry.



Oh, this was just getting better by the minute!



“Hey! I know you!” I said, tapping Barry on the chest. “I’ve seen you before.”



“I’m the attorney general dear,” Barry said condescendingly. “I’m sure you’ve seen me on the news.”



“I know who you are,” I said, smirking. “I voted for the other guy,” I laughed. “So did Mark.”



“Megan!” Mark snapped.



“Well…” Barry began, but I cut him off.



“Nope, I know where I’ve seen you.” I winked at him. “Down at Mario’s, you used to come in through the back, and stay in the VIP room!”



“I…I don’t go to those places, young lady, I think you…”



“Oh, no, I don’t forget a face.” I smiled. “See, I worked there for a couple of months and saw you a few times.” Stepping away from my brother, I did a playful spin. “You don’t recognize me?”



“I’m telling you…”



“Well, I guess you wouldn’t. I mean, I’m wearing clothes now, and I’m sure you weren’t looking at my face.”



“Mark, do something,” Jim snapped.



“Megan, I need to talk to you,” Mark said, grabbing my arm.



“You’re wrong,” Barry said. “I never saw you at any….”



“Sure you did, but only on stage,” I laughed again as Mark began to guide me into the conference room. “If I remember right, you had a thing for blonds! Used to take them in the back…”



I stopped as my brother all but threw me into the conference room and slammed the door, and pulling the blinds down on the window turned to face me.



“What the fuck is wrong with you?” he exclaimed.



“Aww, don’t be mad!” I stepped up and put my arms around his neck. “I came to visit you, little brother!” I leaned into him. “Give your sexy big sister a kiss.”



“You’re drunk!” Mark snapped, pushing me away from him.



“Well, duh,” I said, giggling. “And I really did see that guy at Mario’s.” I pursed my lips in thought. “Come to think of it, I may have even given him a lap dance.” I shrugged. “Who knows? I used to be all messed up there.”



“Megan…”



“Mark!” I smiled at him.



Mark looked as if he were about to snap. I waited. Instead, he put his head down for a moment, then, looking back at me, said quietly “Megan, you need to leave. Please, sis, this could cost me my job!”



“You don’t want to see me?” I asked.



“Not now. I’ll see you later.” He put his hand on my shoulder. “Just go home.”



“I don’t have a home,” I said, shrugging.



“What do you mean?”



“Tommy threw me out, see!” I showed Mark my bare left hand.



“Oh, Megan,” Mark said softly. “What did…”



“I mean, jeez, fuck a guy’s best friend on his couch and he gets all upset!” I let out that giggle that I knew Mark hated. The one I only made when I was drunk. “So I got nowhere to go Mark!” I reached out to touch his face. “So I came to see you!”

“You can’t be here Megan,” he said. “Especially like this.”



“Like what?” I asked. “Fucked up? You don’t want your friends to know your sister’s a loser, that it, little brother?”



“Megan, get out!” Mark snapped. “I don’t have time for your shit right now!”



“Oh, that’s nice!” I snapped back at him. “Yesterday you said nothing else was more important, but now….”



“Here!” Mark reached into his pocket and handed me a set of keys. “Get out of here and go to my place. Go sleep it off, and I’ll be there later.”



Before I could speak, there was a knock on the door.



“Mark?” It was Jim. “Get your ass out here. He’s going to leave!”



Grabbing me by the arm Mark pulled me back to the door. “Now keep your mouth shut and go wait for me!”



“Yes sir!” I said.



Mark was just starting to open the door when I quickly turned into him and, catching him off guard, I kissed him hard on the lips. The door was part way open and Mark spun me to the side and away from him so hard I almost fell. Grabbing me by the arm again, he practically dragged me through the door and back out into the foyer. As soon as we were out, Mark called out, “Joe!”



I looked up to see the security guard get up from the desk and come over.



“Take my sister downstairs and walk her to her car, please.”



“Of course,” Joe said and gave me a smile. “Right this way, miss.”



“Oh, fine,” I said to Mark. “I see how you are. Put a suit on you and you forget where you came from.” I made a disgusted noise. “Sorry I have problems! Can’t all be perfect like they think you are!”



“Ma’am please,” Joe said quietly next to me.



“Okay,” I nodded and started to walk with him.



As we passed Barry, who was looking in the other direction, I pulled away from Joe and standing directly in front of him, I looked into his eyes and whispered in my best smoky voice, “Hey baby, you just sit back and let Raven give you a little show.” Barry’s eyes widened and I smiled wickedly at him. “Oh, you do recognize me, don’t you baby?”



I quickly turned away from him and, after winking at Mark, who looked as if he wanted to crawl into a hole, I took Joe’s arm.



“Lead the way!” I said happily, then squeezing his arm added loudly. “Hey you’re in real good shape! What are you doing later?”



Joe rolled his eyes, but laughed and gave me a smile as we walked away. Behind us I heard the other guy say, “Mark, is that lipstick on your mouth?”



I smiled as Joe led me down the corridor.



Oh, was I going to get it when my brother got home.



*****



I was standing in the middle of my forest, and for the first time in years, I felt at peace. I smiled as I looked around to see several small animals scurrying through the thick bushes, and running across the branches of the tall trees. I took a deep breath, enjoying the fresh clean air and, bending over, removed my shoes. I began to walk along, reveling in the feeling of the thick, soft grass beneath my bare feet.



It had been a long time since I had been here, but nothing had changed, it was as beautiful and peaceful as ever. I came upon the small pond that I would always sit by and saw that my easel was still set up there, as if I had never left. I sat on the edge of the pond, dipped my toes into the cool water and, looking around, felt tears of happiness fill my eyes. It was absolutely perfect here, no pain or sorrow, no struggles or humiliation. Just peace.



That peace was shattered by the loud beeping of Mark’s alarm clock. Swinging my arm out to the side, I hit the button to shut it off, and, rolling over onto my back, stared at my reflection in the mirrored ceiling. Knowing that this was the last time I would be lying in Mark’s amazing bed, I had stripped naked, and I loved the look of my ivory skin on his black sheets. As I stretched, I thought back to my dream of my forest. It had been years since I had been able to will myself to go there, but I had no doubt that it would be waiting for me when I left this place of pain.



My attention turned back to my reflection, and I arched my back further, pushing out my perky tits and stretching my long legs. I’d had quite a bit to drink, and, after driving the few blocks to Mark’s apartment and letting myself in, and had gone straight to bed. It had been two-thirty, and gambling that Mark, if for no other reason than to avoid me, would not be home for a few hours, I set the alarm for five and went out like a light. At first, I was surprised that I didn’t wake up with a hangover, and then thought that this was yet another sign that I was doing the right thing. Even knowing what was coming with my brother, I felt rested and relaxed.



I watched in the mirror as I slowly slid my long red-tipped nails along the soft skin of my stomach, then reaching my tits, I cupped them, and moaned softly as I began playing with my nipples. I let my right hand trail down between my open legs, and moaned again as I slipped my finger into my always eager pussy. I slipped my finger from inside and started rubbing my clit in hard fast circles, while squeezing my nipple harder.



“Oh yes, little brother,” I whispered. “Oh just like that! Look at you licking your big sister’s pussy.”



I gasped as I could already feel an orgasm building within me. As good as I looked playing with myself, I closed my eyes and envisioned my beautiful little brother over me, thrusting that huge, hard cock into his sister’s needy little pussy. My fingers began stroking my clit faster and feeling myself right on the edge, gave my nipple a hard twist. I threw my head back and cried out my brother’s name as I came, writhing and squealing on his bed. I removed my hand from my pussy, and after bringing my fingers to my lips so I could suck on them, let out a long sigh. I would miss this incredible bed nowhere near as much as I would miss my brother, but I knew it would be for the best.



Forcing myself to get up, I slipped my red thong back on, but left my clothes on the floor. Walking over to Mark’s closet, I found the short black silk robe that I’d left here, because he loved me in it. I left the bedroom and, going over to the small bar Mark had in the living room, I grabbed a glass and a bottle of Southern Comfort. I sat down on the couch after filling the glass and taking a couple of sips, picked up my purse where I had left it on the floor. I removed one of the two packets of cocaine I had bought and opening it, poured it directly onto Mark’s glass coffee table. I went back into the purse and finding the razor blade I had folded up into a napkin, used it to cut the coke into four lines. I rolled up a twenty and did the first line.



“Damn!” I exclaimed.



The only advantage to being straight for a few months was that I had lost my tolerance and the coke hit me hard. Grabbing the glass of Southern, I sat back on the couch and waited for Mark to come home.



It wasn’t an easy wait, as even though I was steadily sipping at my drink, the cocaine was calling to me. I told myself I still had another gram and why not? But I had no idea when Mark would be home, and I knew I would want some for afterwards, to take the sting out of how guilty I would feel when I made my brother throw me out of his life. I held off, and just sat there, staring off into space and wondering how long it would be before I would get to stay in my forest all the time. Weeks, maybe months. Who knew? I planned on having as much fun as possible before I went.



I sat up quickly when I heard Mark’s key in the front door. Leaning over the table, I quickly did two lines in succession, leaving the last one. I put my glass down next to it so it would not be visible right away. I heard Mark close the door behind him in the hallway. I leaned back on the couch and stretched my legs out. Mark entered the room and I felt my heart begin to race from something other than the coke as I saw the look of anger already on his face. “Hey baby,” I said. “Why so late? Your sexy sister’s been waiting for you.”



“Cut the shit, Megan!” Mark snapped at me as he stood in front of the couch. “I can’t believe you came to see me like that! What the hell is wrong with you?”



“Oh, come on, Mark!” I laughed, sitting up. “I was just playing. Those stiffs looked like they could use some fun!”



“Oh, they had some fun alright! They had a lot of fun asking me all about my fucked up sister, was she really a stripper? Hey, Barry, did she really dance for you?”



“I might have,” I shrugged, then laughed. “John’s, Barry’s they all look the same after a while.”



Before he could say anything, I stood up from the couch and walked up to him.



“What about you, baby, you look like you could use a little fun yourself.”



I reached out to put my hand on his shoulder, but he shoved it away.



“You think this is funny, Megan? Think ruining my career is funny?”



“Oh, come on,” I told him. “They’ll get over it they…”



“They took me off the fucking case!” Mark yelled.



I stopped for a moment as what he said sank in.



“They did?” I asked softly.



“Yeah, sis, they did, Jim’s going to try to get them to change their minds tomorrow, but it isn’t looking good!”



That case was my brother’s shot at junior partner, a launching point for his career. No, I told myself, this was perfect and Mark would get another chance, he was too good not too.



“Well, hey, look at the bright side!” I said, spreading my arms open. “Now you’ll have plenty of time to spend with me!”



“Megan, you are the last person I want to fucking spend time with right now!” he yelled at me.



“Awww,” I gave him the pout. “You don’t mean that, little brother.” I walked up to him and, batting my eyelashes, said. “Come on, baby, let me make it up to you! Let your nasty big sister show you what she does best.”



“What’s that, sis, fuck shit up?”He asked, stepping away again. “I can’t fucking believe you did that to me!” he yelled. “I’m good to you, Megan, for a long time I was the only one that was, and you do this to me?”



“All about you huh, Mark?” I asked, shaking my head. “Your job, your reputation, oh, poor you!” I put my hand on my chest. “Your poor sister doesn’t even have a place to live, and it’s all about you!”



“You don’t have a place to live because you’re a drunken whore!” Mark snarled at me. “And damn straight my job matters! I’ve worked my ass off to prove I’m better than all those rich little pricks that have had their jobs handed to them!”



“Yeah, ‘better than’ is exactly what you are these days, isn’t it, Mark?” I asked him. “Better than your sister who made you what you are, now you call me a whore!”



“You didn’t make me, I…”



“You were sitting in a corner of a group home when we found you,” I reminded him. “Staring at walls and talking to your little friend in your head. The only person you talked to until you met me. But, hey, you don’t owe me for anything, right? You would have done just fine for yourself!”



“You,” He stopped and seemed to notice the bottle on the table for the first time. “You’re fucking drunk again.” He shook his head. “There’s no point in yelling at you, you’re not even going to remember it.”



“You know, little brother, you’re right.” I approached him again and this time he let my hand drift up to his face. “We shouldn’t be fighting, especially because,” I held up my left hand, “I’m a free woman again! We can play now.”



“Megan, I don’t even want to see you, never mind fuck you. Go to bed.”



He turned and started walking away from me.



“Hey!” I exclaimed. “Don’t tell me you don’t want me, you always want your sister!”



Mark turned back to me. “You’re not my sister.” He said quietly. “My sister wouldn’t hurt me like that.”



As Mark spoke I saw to my dismay that the angry look had left his face and he looked upset. He was giving in to his hurt rather than getting mad like he always did. Well, one way to fix that.



“That’s not true, Mark, see this” I pointed at myself, “is your sister.”



Reaching down, I picked up the glass and took a huge swallow.



“So I like to party, who cares? Better learn to deal with it, Mark, because I’m tired of playing good girl!”



“Megan, you’re drunk.” He said simply. “Just go to bed and….”



As he spoke I put the glass down on the table next to the coke, banging it loudly. Mark’s eyes followed the noise, and he stopped in mid-sentence as his eyes found the white powder. I watched in sick anticipation as I saw his eyes darken.



“You…” he stopped as if he couldn’t get the words out. “You… brought coke into my house.” He finished, his voice trembling.



“Well, yeah, where else was I…”



“Are you out of your fucking mind?!?” he screamed at me. “I’m working for the fucking state! I have people fucking watching my every move, and you bring coke into my fucking house?”



“Mark I…”



“What the fuck is the matter with you?” he demanded. “Jesus fucking Christ, Megan, how dare you do this to me!”



“Well it’s not like I bought it here or…”



“I don’t care where you bought it!” Mark shouted. “I…I knew you were drinking, but fucking coke again, Meg? Do you like being a fucking loser? You want to be called ‘easy bake’ again?”



“What if I do?” I asked, letting out a deliberate giggle. “Megan’s boring, ‘easy bake’ is fun!”



As Mark stared angrily at me, I laughed.



“Speaking of fun!”



Stepping away from him I went over to the table and, grabbing the twenty, went to do the last line.



“No!!” Mark cried out.



“Oh I… oh shit!” I exclaimed.



Mark had stepped forward and kicked the coffee table. The glass shattered and the bottle of Southern went into the air to break against the wall, showering his expensive couch with its contents.



“Don’t you ever do that shit in front of me!” Mark screamed in my face.



“You asshole!” I snapped, recovering from my shock. “That was expensive stuff!” Then I smiled and started to undo my robe. “Now you have to make it up to me by fucking me nice and hard!”



“You’re fucking sick!” Mark said. He was breathing heard, and as I watched he put his hand to his temple and winced. “I don’t want you, Megan.”



“Oh, going to play hard to get, are you?” I asked as I stepped up to him. “Okay, please, Mark?”



I reached out to touch his face and cried out in surprise and pain as, with a backhanded swing, he slapped my hand away from him.



“Don’t fucking touch me!” he yelled at me. “I don’t want you, you fucking skank! You want to get laid, go back to selling yourself on the fucking corner, but stay the hell away from me!”



I looked at my hand, shocked. When I looked back up at Mark, he was also looking at my hand, and then turning quickly, he began to walk towards his bedroom.



“Hey!” I yelled. “Don’t you dare walk away from me!”



I began to follow him down the hallway.



“Who the hell do you think you are, treating me like that?” I demanded.



“Stay away from me,” Mark yelled over his shoulder as he reached his bedroom.



“Or what?” I asked, catching up with him. “You think I’m afraid… hey!”



I jumped back as, entering his room; Mark slammed the door in my face. I heard a click as he locked it.



“Get your ass out here,” I yelled through the door. “Face me like a man, you little bitch!”



I found I was really mad. I, of course, had wanted to piss Mark off, but I wanted him to at least want to take it out on me, take his sister one more time before I made him truly hate me. I was also angry that Mark kept getting mad, but then seemed to keep calming himself down, as if he didn’t really want to fight. I banged on the door again.



“What’s the matter, Mark? Can’t handle me anymore? Used to those little girls you fuck with?”



“At least I know where they’ve been!” he yelled through the door. “Now either go to sleep, or go get wasted somewhere, but stay the fuck away from me!”



Mark had screamed this so loud, I stepped back away from the door. I shook my head. This was not going to work. If I let it go here, Mark would go to bed, and by tomorrow morning he would try to reason with me. Looking down at the doorknob, I remembered that I still had the keys Mark gave me at his office. Walking back out into the parlor, I grabbed the keys and, making my way back to his bedroom, inserted the key and, turning it, quickly shoved the door open and entered the room.



Mark had lit the candelabras and was standing in front of his bureau. He had removed his shirt and was starting to undo his belt when he turned to look at me.



“Get the fuck out of my room!” he snarled.



“No!” I said, walking right up to him. “You do not tell me what to do you little shit, you got that?” I asked him. “You remember your place!”



I pointed down at my feet.



“Get on your knees and…”



“I told you I don’t want you!” Mark snapped.



I forced myself to hold my ground as Mark stood directly in front of me, his bulging eyes looking into mine.



“This isn’t the game, Megan, I am not touching you, I will not lower myself to touch, a fucking crack whore, even if it’s you! Now get out!”



Mark grabbed my arm and shoved me towards the door.



“How dare you…” I began, feeling my own temper rising.



“Dare I what? Say the truth? You’re a fucking drunken whore, Megan, a weak-willed, lying, stealing, fucking skank!”



“I…” I was speechless at the amount of sheer venom in my brother’s voice.



“You’re a disgrace!” he continued. “A failure! All you do is hurt the people who help you, and I’m fucking sick of it!



He gave me another shove towards the door.



“Tell you what? Think you’re so funny? Go see Mom like that!” Mark yelled. “Go show Denise what her little girl has been up to! I…”



Mark stopped, as hearing my mother mentioned sent me over the edge. I swung my right hand up and caught my brother hard across the face. Mark’s eyes widened and I swear they began to get even darker.



“You… hit me.” he whispered.



“Don’t you talk about my mother!” I yelled in his face. “She doesn’t deserve…”



“An addict for a daughter!” Mark finished. “That’s what she doesn’t deserve you fucking…”



I hit him again, this time with my left hand and even harder, hard enough that I felt the impact all the way up my arm. Mark’s head snapped to the side, and when he whipped it around, I was already swinging with my right again. I cried out as he caught my wrist, and, as I tried to pull it away, he squeezed hard enough to make me cry out in pain. Still holding my wrist, Mark yanked me into him;



“For the last time get away from me you… Oww!”



With a rage driven by the cocaine, I reached up and, hooking my fingers into a claw, raked them across Mark’s neck, drawing blood. Taking advantage of his surprise, I yanked my hand free and swung up and around, slapping him in the mouth with the back of my hand.



“Take that back!” I screamed as I hit him. “Take… huh!”



I gasped as moving faster than my eyes could follow, Mark’s left hand came up and grabbed my throat. My rage was replaced by a stab of fear as I looked into my brother’s face. His eyes were not only black, but were bulging. The veins in his neck were standing out, and his lip was curled into a snarl. Worse, I could feel his hand trembling around my neck, as his powerful fingers dug into my soft skin.



“Oh, you fucking bitch.” Mark hissed, blood dripping from his mouth.



“M…Mark…you’re hurting me,” I choked out.



“You wanted the game.” He whispered.



“N..no I…”



I cried out again as Mark’s hand left my throat to grab a fist full of my hair. He grabbed it close to the back of my head, pulling it hard and forcing me to bend my head back.



“Oh, yes, whore, it’s time you were shown your place once and for all.”



The thought of Mark fucking me in his present state frightened me, and, despite my plan, I found myself trying to stop him.



“I…I’m sorry Mark,” I whispered as my eyes filled up with tears from the pain in my scalp.



“Sorry? Damn straight you’re sorry, sorriest fucking whore I’ve ever seen.” He smiled through the blood in his mouth. “But not sorry enough. Now get on your knees!” he snapped.

“Do you recall me promising to claim your entire body, slut?” Lady Miriam asked.



Sarah’s hands paused as she polished one of her mistress’s wooden phalluses, then quickly resumed her work. “Yes, mistress.”



“I’ve fucked your mouth and your sloppy cunt, but that ass of yours is still as unused as the day I bought you. Have you ever had anything up your ass, Sarah?”



Sarah’s anus puckered at the thought. It sounded painful. “No, Lady Miriam.”



“Would you like me to fuck your ass, slave? Be honest.”



“No, mistress,” she said meekly.



“Too bad. I’ll do whatever I like to your body.”



Sarah knew that to be the truth.



Lady Miriam sat on the edge of the bed. “Come here and lie across my lap.”



It was useless to resist. Sarah lay facedown across her mistress’s lap. Lady Miriam lifted her skirt up, baring her raised buttocks and covering her head. Lady Miriam traced delicate patterns over Sarah’s smooth buttocks. The sensation was heightened by Sarah’s collar. She couldn’t keep her hips still.



Lady Miriam spread Sarah’s cheeks and regarded her tight asshole. Gently, she dripped oil into Sarah’s crack and massaged it into the slave’s anus. Sliding one hand under Sarah, she laid a finger along each side of Sarah’s clit. The slight undulations of Sarah’s hips slid her clit between her mistress’s fingers.



Chuckling evilly, Lady Miriam spread a little ki-on extract over Sarah’s anus, pushing a little inside with her fingertip. The effect was immediate. As soon as the burning liquid touched her, Sarah began to squirm and writhe. Her anus clenched and loosened involuntarily, working the substance deeper inside her. The sensation was so intense, Sarah couldn’t decide if it was pain or pleasure. Not that it mattered; Lady Miriam would enjoy both.



“This really does hurt less if you relax,” Lady Miriam said. “Though I do like to fuck a tight, resisting hole, too.” She warmed one of her bronze buttplugs in her hand, then spread oil and more ki-on down its length.



Sarah squeaked and flailed at the pressure of the plug at her sphincter. Lady Miriam smacked her hard on the buttock, leaving a red handprint. “Lie still. I’m just going to open you up a bit. I’m not going to stick a cock in you just yet.” She stroked Sarah’s clitoris as she worked the plug into the girl’s ass. Sarah screamed as the plug invaded her rectum. It got wider and wider, stretching and filling her helpless ass. Then the widest part was past, and her muscles snapped tight around the narrower neck of the plug, pulling it even deeper into her ass. The flared base pressed against her anus.



“Good girl,” Lady Miriam said, stroking Sarah’s clit. In addition to the unaccustomed fullness, Sarah could feel the increasing burning of the ki-on on her tender membranes. She was so distracted by this that she didn’t notice Lady Miriam putting the stimulation belt on her until it was fastened around her waist. “No, please, I’ll let you do anything to my ass. Please don’t put me in that thing,” she said.



“Your ass is already mine. You don’t ‘let’ me do anything,” Lady Miriam said. “And I want you properly warmed up for tonight.” She fastened the second strap between Sarah’s legs, positioning the open slot so that Sarah’s swollen clitoris poked through. A drop of ki-on on that sensitive organ, and Sarah was propelled beyond rational thought. Her entire being focused on the throbbing of her clit, and the way her spasming muscles fucked her subtlety on the plug in her ass.







After what felt like hours, Revka came to retrieve Sarah. The burning in her clit and ass had finally eased. As long as she stayed still, Sarah was fine. The slightest movement, however, shifted the plug in her ass and rubbed her clit against the strap. Sarah moaned as Revka stripped her, washed her with cool water, and dressed her again. The dress was much more revealing than her everyday clothing: a short skirt and a low, tightly-laced bodice that threatened to spill her breasts out over the top. *Oh, well,* Sarah thought. *All the slaves and Lady Miriam have seen me naked already.*



Revka took her to the large formal dining room. Every step increased Sarah’s arousal, until she was moaning slightly as she walked. Revka opened the door and pushed her inside. Sarah froze. The room was full of people, over a dozen, eating dessert. They were dressed formally for dinner. She was dressed in the skimpiest outfit she’d ever worn.



Lady Miriam looked up and beckoned her over. Sarah went to her. “Kneel,” Lady Miriam ordered. Sarah gasped at the movement of the strap against her clit as she complied. “You’re mine to lend out as I like,” Lady Miriam said. Sarah flushed at the thought of being offered up to a stranger’s pleasure. Was her mistress going to let one of the guests use her? Lady Miriam continued. “I know you desperately need to orgasm, slut, but you can’t yet. You’re going to crawl on your hands and knees under this table and orally pleasure any of my guests who want to come in your mouth.”



That was worse than being sent to a guest’s room to be raped after supper. Sarah felt tears prickling at her eyes, but she knew she had to obey. Slowly, tormented by the stimulation belt, she crawled under the heavy table.



She was surrounded by knees. Men’s in black trousers, women’s in gowns. She looked around for an indication of whom she was to serve. There, off to her left. A woman had rucked her skirts up and spread her legs. Sarah crawled over and buried her head in the woman’s crotch. She used her trained mouth skillfully, teasing the woman’s clit until she came with a soft sigh. Sarah wondered if the woman’s conversation partners knew what was being done to her beneath the table.



Wiping her mouth on her hand, she looked for her next task. A man on the other side of the table had unbuttoned his trousers and freed his cock. It bobbed up towards the underside of the table, red and almost fully erect. Sarah approached hesitantly. Despite Revka’s lessons, she had never sucked a real cock.



He sucked in his breath when she closed her lips around the head. Running her tongue around the head of his penis, she felt him grow harder. He was almost as hard as one of the wooden dildos she was used to, but his smooth skin slipped over the hardness in an intriguing way. He wasn’t as big as most of Lady Miriam’s toys; she could do this. She closed her eyes and swallowed him. When she felt him hit the soft back of her throat, she opened farther and took him all the way in, as she’d been trained. She was startled when his hand grabbed her hair at the nape of her neck, forcing her to bob up and down on his shaft. Fortunately, it only took a few thrusts to finish him. The cock twitched and swelled in her mouth. His hips jerked as he came, and she hit her head on the underside of the table, falling back hard on the plug in her ass. He had been so deep down her throat when he came that she had no option but to swallow most of his semen.



Sarah had serviced about half of the guests when dinner finished. Her stomach felt full of come, and she was glad she hadn’t had any dinner of her own.



Lady Miriam drew her out from under the table and gave her a napkin to wipe her face. The party moved to the parlor. “I want you all to get a good look at my newest acquisition, Sarah, since so many of you have made use of her talented mouth this evening,” she said. Sarah couldn’t help wondering which of the guests had come in her mouth. Probably not that blonde man with the bulging erection, unless he was very quick to recover. Did she remember the lace trim on that prim-looking woman’s dress?



Lady Miriam ordered Sarah to strip. Then she unlocked Sarah’s belt with her ring and peeled it out from between the slave’s soaking lips, which had puffed up around it. “Bend, over, Sarah, and show everyone what you’ve got in your ass.” Sarah wished she could die of embarrassment as she bent over and spread her ass cheeks, exposing the base of the bronze plug to all of Lady Miriam’s guests. She almost lost her balance as Lady Miriam pushed on the plug.



Lady Miriam guided her to a raised dais at one end of the room. “Get down on all fours with your ass towards the room,” she commanded. Raising her voice, she addressed her guests. “Before today, this little slutslave had never had anything in her ass.



She grasped the base of the butt plug, pulling the wide part against the inside of Sarah’s sphincter. Sarah knew what was coming. She tried to relax, but she still cried out in pain as her mistress ripped the plug from her inexperienced hole. The guests murmured as they watched her anus tighten and release uncontrollably. “I’d like to feel that clenched around my cock,” one of the men said. Sarah hoped his wish wasn’t going to come true.



“Since she’s mine, I think it’s only fair that I should be the one to rape her virgin ass for the first time,” Lady Miriam said. She strapped on a cock and sat in a wide armchair on the dais. She handed a bottle to Sarah. “Lube me up good, because this is going in your ass whether you like it or not.” Sarah’s hands shook as she obeyed. This was one of Lady Miriam’s smaller cocks, but it was still fairly large, with a bulbous head and ridges along the shaft.



“That’s right, slut. I’m going to fuck your ass with this in front of everyone, so they can see how much you love it.” The guests stood or sat according to their preferences, choosing vantage points from which they could all see the entertainment.



Lady Miriam’s cock jutted out lewdly from her hips, glistening with lube. Sarah’s cunt ached at the sight. *Why doesn’t she just fuck my pussy? It would feel so good….* But she knew the answer as soon as she thought the question. *Because this is more degrading for me, and she loves that.*



“Come here, slave,” Lady Miriam ordered. “Stand in front of me and face my guests.” Lady Miriam pushed Sarah’s feet apart so that her own legs were between Sarah’s, spreading them. “Put your hands behind you on the armrests.” Sarah was breathing fast and shallow now, afraid of the pain that she could do nothing to avoid.



Lady Miriam took hold of Sarah’s hips and pulled her down until the head of her cock was pressing against the girl’s anus. Slowly, ignoring Sarah’s whimpers, she worked the head into the tight hole. It hurt. Sarah had never felt so full, and she knew this was only the tip of the cock. She squeezed her eyes shut.



Lady Miriam pulled her hair sharply. “Open your eyes, slut. Look at everyone who’s here to watch me fuck you.” Everyone’s eyes were devouring Sarah’s naked flesh. The blond man had taken out his cock and was thrusting into his hand with deep, slow movements. He met Sarah’s eyes, and she knew he was imagining it was her ass gripping him, not his hand. On a wall behind the guests was a large mirror, the largest Sarah had ever seen. She could see herself reflected there, naked except for the slave collar, poised over her mistress’s cock.



Without warning, Lady Miriam spread her knees wider, knocking Sarah’s feet out from under her. Sarah caught herself on her arms, but she could feel the cock slowly sinking deeper into her ass. Her arms began to tremble under her weight. They gave out suddenly, and she fell fully back into Lady Miriam’s lap, impaling herself on the cock all the way to its wide base. Sarah screamed as she stretched painfully around the thick intruder. The pain was so bad she felt sure something had split open inside her. She could see Lady Miriam’s face in the mirror looking over her own shoulder. Her mistress had never looked so triumphant.



Lady Miriam reached up to tweak Sarah’s left nipple, pulling and rolling the hard nub in a way she knew would arouse her slave. After allowing Sarah a few seconds to adjust to having a cock in her ass for the first time, Lady Miriam began to move in and out a little at a time. Sarah could see it all in the mirror, her glistening pussy pink and exposed between her spread legs, the flush of arousal across the tops of her breasts. And, oh, the cock sliding in and out of her ass, dragging her tight ring of muscles down on each outward stroke and dimpling it in with each inward stroke.



Lady Miriam moved more and more vigorously, until she was pulling the cock almost all the way out of her slave’s ass and then slamming it back in again. The pain had long since faded, and Sarah was cooperating in her ravishment, fucking herself up and down on Lady’ Miriam’s big tool, enjoying the pressure and fullness. Her fingers dug hard into the armrests, and she gave a low moan every time her mistress speared into her.



She knew everyone in the room could tell she was enjoying this violation, but she couldn’t stop herself. Lady Miriam increased the pace of her thrusts, and her thighs tensed under Sarah. Sarah ground herself hard on the cock, rocking the base against her mistress’s clit. Lady Miriam came in her ass, biting down hard on Sarah’s shoulder to contain her cries. Her hips thrust brutally up into her slave’s flesh until the climax passed.



Sarah was still fucking up and down on the hard shaft. Lady Miriam stroked Sarah’s hard clit firmly between her fingers. Once, twice, and Sarah was coming, shaking and moaning. The pressure in her ass held her open even as her muscles tried futilely to close, and it prolonged her orgasm for unbearable minutes. As soon as her orgasm started to ebb, Lady Miriam milked another one out of her clit. Sarah came and came until she begged to be allowed to rest, and still her mistress made her come one more time.



Sarah was exhausted by the time she was lifted off her mistress’s cock and laid on the floor.



“That was a beautiful display,” one of the female guests said. Sarah didn’t she who it was; her eyes were closed, and it seemed she might never catch her breath.



“Thank you,” said Lady Miriam.



“You really ought to bring her to my little party week after next. Between her and my Ruth, we could have quite a lot of fun.”



“What an excellent idea,” Lady Miriam said. “In the meantime, though, anyone who wants to fuck this slave tonight can do whatever they want with her. She won’t come unless I’m touching her, but I think she’s had enough of that for one night, don’t you?”



Sarah groaned weakly as she was picked up and transfixed with a cock in her cunt. When another cock pushed itself into her tenderized ass, she nearly passed out. It was a long, long night.

Revka fussed over Sarah in the bathing room as she prepared her for the party at the Macian embassy. “I know it’s a small private party, not an official affair, but I want you to reflect well on the House of Asher,” she said, smoothing a final bit of lotion onto Sarah’s newly shaved mound. Lady Miriam had ordered Sarah’s body shaved completely. The air currents felt strange against her bare skin. Revka had coaxed Sarah’s naturally wavy dark hair into curls and dyed her lips two shades darker than their normal tone. She showed Sarah the results in a bronze hand mirror. “There, don’t you look delicious?”



Sarah didn’t reply. She was nervous. Her experience at the last party she’d been required to attend had left her sore for five days. Her mind flashed back to the unbearably pleasurable series of orgasms that had been forced out of her, and to the seemingly unending abuse that had followed. Her clit twitched of its own volition.



Revka broke into her thoughts. “I’m sorry, Sarah, but I have to put this on you.” She held up the stimulation belt. Her eyes were sympathetic, because she knew firsthand how frustrating it was to wear.



“It’s alright, Revka. It’s not your fault,” Sarah said.



Revka buckled the belt around Sarah’s waist. “I can’t seal it like Lady Miriam does, but don’t take it off, all right?” she said. “She’ll punish me if you do.” Impersonally, she began to roll the shaft of Sarah’s clit between her fingers and thumb, ensuring that it was hard. Then she fastened the strap that ran front to back between Sarah’s vulva and buttocks. The girl’s straining clitoris poked through a slot in the strap.



When Revka rubbed a drop of ki-on extract on Sarah’s clit, Sarah embarrassed herself by whimpering. Her clit was burning, and it would get more intense before the sensation faded. Worse, wetness was already flowing out of her, enough to soak the strap. She was grateful that Revka ignored her obvious arousal.



Revka helped her dress in a skimpy frock and left her to wait in the front hall. Sarah waited, trying not to think about what indignities she might be subjected to tonight. She squeezed her thighs together in a vain attempt to quell the burning between her legs.



Lady Miriam arrived in an evening cloak. She fastened a leash to the slave collar on Sarah’s neck and led the girl out to her carriage. Every step slid Sarah’s clit through the slot in the strap. The ride to the embassy was too short for Sarah’s taste. Her cheeks burned with shame as Lady Miriam led her past the footmen on the leash.



They were directed to a small room in the private section of the embassy. Ambassador Delan herself greeted them, wearing an eyecatching black leather bustier and shiny boots. “Lady Miriam, I’m so glad you’re here. And you’ve brought sweet little Sarah.”



Sarah shivered under the woman’s hungry gaze. She recognized her from the party at Asher House. There were several other people in the room. One, the only man, lounged on a couch sipping dark wine. A diminutive blonde woman in a silk dress leaned against one paneled wall. And another slave girl was shackled spreadeagled to a tilt table on the far side of the room.



As Lady Miriam tugged her unwilling slave farther into the room, Sarah’s eyes focused on racks and racks of toys and implements. She swallowed hard. Struggling would not stop these people from doing whatever they wanted to her. But her gut was still screaming at her to run, to fight, to do anything to avoid having those tools used on her soft flesh.



An empty tilt table stood opposite the one with the helpless naked slave. Sarah’s gaze was drawn towards it with sick fascination. When the door thunked closed behind her, she jumped.



Lady Miriam cast aside her cloak and came around behind Sarah. She lifted Sarah’s breasts out over the top of her dress and began kneading her nipples. “Sarah, dear,” she spoke in her slave’s ear. “I’d like you to meet Ruth. Before I bought you, Ruth was my personal slave. I used that hot body of hers for my pleasure. Oh, that girl can scream. When I tired of her, I sold her to my friend Ambassador Delan.”



Ruth looked terrified. Her eyes were wide, and quick breaths jiggled her breasts.



“Now,” Lady Miriam continued, “Ambassador Delan’s tastes are a bit different from my own. We both like to force slave girls. But, while I prefer to make a girl scream and moan with pleasure, she likes to hurt girls to extract the same sounds.” Lady Miriam’s insistent fingers rolled and pulled Sarah’s hardened nipples. Her warm lips brushed Sarah’s ear as she spoke. “It makes her all hard and wet to see a girl in pain. And so we thought of a fun little game.”



Still holding Sarah’s trembling body back against herself, Lady Miriam tugged at the stimulator strap through Sarah’s dress. The girl’s head fell back. “Aren’t you going to ask me what kind of game?” she taunted.



“What–what kind of game, mistress?”



“It’s called tit for tat, and I think you’ll catch on quite quickly.” Lady Miriam tugged on the strap again. “But where are my manners? Before we start, would anyone like to make use of this slut’s mouth?”



“I’d like to give her a try,” the blonde woman said. “Sophie said she ate pussy like she was born for it at your party.”



“By all means, Eva,” Lady Miriam said. She propelled Sarah towards the woman with a shove. Sarah stumbled, her breasts dangling free over the top of her bodice.



Eva sat down on the couch, and Sarah knelt obediently before her. The blonde woman pulled her dress up to reveal a dainty pussy with a small clitoris and neat labia. Sarah didn’t get much of a chance to look, though, because Eva threw her legs over the slave’s shoulders and brutally pulled her mouth down. Sarah sucked and licked frenziedly, trying to satisfy Eva before the woman suffocated her. Drawing the tiny clitoris out of its hood, she swirled her tongue around its head over and over. Sarah’s rhythm faltered slightly when someone began to pluck at the stimulator strap where it met the belt in the back, forcing her swollen clit through the slot. She didn’t have much attention to spare for her own arousal, though, as she licked and struggled for breath. Eva came silently, her whole body rigid as her clit twitched in Sarah’s mouth. She released Sarah’s head and sat back with a sigh. “Mmm. That was nice. Anyone else want a go?”



The tall man with the wineglass shook his head, although he had an erection that was clearly straining against his pants. “I want to be hard enough later,” he explained.



Ambassador Delan chuckled. “Oh, poor Matthew. It’s such an inconvenience being male, isn’t it?” She rubbed her hands together briskly. “Now, I think it’s time we got started here. You.” She pointed at Sarah. “Strip.”



Sarah unlaced her bodice and let her dress fall to the floor. She wore nothing underneath it but the stimulator belt. The man, Matthew, came closer to examine it. “You’re so ingenious, Lady Miriam.” He slid two thick fingers along Sarah’s belly, under the belt. She bit her lip. “Look at that clitoris. It’s so swollen it’s purple.”



“Yes,” Lady Miriam said. “In the interests of not letting the slut come too soon, perhaps you’d better take it off her instead of me. She’s far too sensitive to my touch.”



Matthew freed Sarah from the belt, and she stood naked before all of them.



“Restrain your slut, please,” the Ambassador said to Lady Miriam.



Lady Miriam shackled Sarah to the tilt table and pivoted it up until Sarah and Ruth were mirror images: two scared slave girls, strapped down and helpless, staring into each other’s faces.



Lady Miriam took one of Sarah’s swollen nipples into her mouth, sucking and massaging it with her tongue until Sarah writhed against her restraints. Ambassador Delan pinched one of Ruth’s nipples and placed a jagged clamp on it, causing the girl to arch her back in pain.



“I see you understand our game,” Ambassador Delan said to Sarah. “Your mistress said you were a quick study. For however much pleasure you receive, Ruth will suffer the same amount of pain, or as near as we can gauge it. She has a sensitivity-enhancing collar just like you do. Your mistress and I will have to strive to outdo each other. Since Lady Miriam is my guest, I have allowed her to take the lead.”



Lady Miriam stroked the vulnerable flesh of Sarah’s inner thighs tantalizingly, up and down. On the opposite table, Ruth received stinging slaps on the same area. When Sarah’s other nipple was teased, Ruth’s was cruelly clamped.



Sarah hated to see the other girl suffer, but there was nothing she could do about it. Both of them were toys for their mistresses’ depraved pleasures.



When Ambassador Delan picked up a small whip with a few flexible leather strands, Ruth cringed. Lady Miriam spread Sarah’s swollen pussy lips wide and caressed their inner surfaces, avoiding her engorged clitoris. It felt so good; wetness leaked from Sarah’s cunt even as Ambassador Delan snapped the whip against Ruth’s pussy. Lady Miriam’s fingertip flicked the tip of Sarah’s clit, up under the hood. Sarah’s cry mingled with Ruth’s as Ruth’s mistress pitilessly pushed back her clitoral hood and struck her with the whip.



“You might be interested to know that Ruth is a lot like you,” Lady Miriam murmured to Sarah as her fingers circled the opening to the girl’s hungry cunt. Ruth’s cunt was being pulled open by more clamps. “She was sold into slavery to cover her father’s debts. A nice, innocent girl I took pleasure in violating.”



Sarah’s hips were churning involuntarily as her arousal built. “You’d like me to violate you now, wouldn’t you?” A teasing finger dipped into Sarah’s wet channel. Ruth cried out at another lash to her clitoris. “But I think I’ll let Matthew do that this time,” Lady Miriam said.



She stepped back, and Matthew took her place in front of Sarah. He dropped his pants, and his cock sprang free. Sarah’s eyes widened. It was huge and thick, as big as Lady Miriam’s largest toy. He smiled at her surprise as he smoothed pre-come over it. “For every thrust, Ruth over there gets a lash on her clit or her nipples,” he said. “Just think about that while I’m fucking you.” He shoved himself roughly into Sarah, but her body welcomed him.



Sarah’s cunt clasped greedily at Matthew. Over his shoulder, she could see Ruth, thrashing in pain each time Matthew drove home in Sarah. Sarah knew Matthew couldn’t make her come, but the fullness was so satisfying that she was disappointed when his cock abandoned her pussy. She lifted her head in confusion; she knew he hadn’t come yet. Why was he pulling out?



Her attention was pulled away from Matthew by Eva. The small blonde woman pushed three fingers into Sarah. Behind Eva, Ruth squealed in pain. Four fingers. Another cry from Ruth. Eva’s thumb pressed into Sarah’s sloppy hole. Sarah was thrusting back at her, uncontrollably aroused. As Eva’s hand pressed inward, approaching the widening of her knuckles, Sarah saw Matthew position his huge member at Ruth’s anus. Eva pushed hard, stretching Sarah’s cunt wider than it had ever been opened, until her entire hand slid inside. Sarah screamed. She writhed around Eva’s hand like a puppet. Eva’s fingers curling inside her pressed against her g-spot and brushed her cervix.



At the same time, Matthew thrust brutally into Ruth’s unprepared ass, Sarah’s juices his only lubricant. His face contorted as the girl’s muscles contracted in pain, trying to expel him. Ruth’s hoarse screams had her mistress smiling. The girl begged and pleaded for him to withdraw, but he fucked her relentlessly. Her pain was his pleasure as her resistance tightened her around his cock, pulling his orgasm from him.



Sarah, too, was pleading as Eva’s fist fucked her. She met Lady Miriam’s eyes over Eva’s shoulder. “Please, mistress, I have to come so bad it hurts. Please let me come.”



“But if I let you come, poor little Ruth will have to pay the price,” Lady Miriam said. “If I let you come, Ambassador Delan is going to pierce the hood of her clitoris with that needle you see her preparing. I’m sure you wouldn’t want to be responsible for causing the girl such terrible pain. Look at her. She could so easily be you.”



Ambassador Delan held up a clamp and a thick, curved needle for Sarah to see. Sarah’s stomach clenched at the thought of how much it would hurt to have her genitals pierced. Inside her, Eva’s fingers wriggled. Sarah was finding it hard to think, but she knew she couldn’t take much more of this.



“You’ve always hated me for using your body for my pleasure,” Lady Miriam said. “Don’t think I can’t see the way you look at me when I take you. You think I’m the bad one and you’re the innocent victim. But you like it.” Just for an instant, her finger pressed the rock-hard tip of Sarah’s clit. Ruth grunted as her own clit was clamped.



“You’re just as bad as I am, because you’re willing to do anything to come. Including hurting this girl.”



Sarah felt tears running down her face, because she knew it was true. She was desperate to come. “Yes, please. Make me come, mistress. Make me–” Lady Miriam was stroking Sarah’s clit in time to the pounding of Eva’s hand inside her cunt, and Sarah was wailing and coming and trying to block out the sounds of Ruth’s agony. Sarah came hard, bruising herself against her restraints and clamping down so firmly on Eva’s fist that it was some time before the woman could remove it. Opposite her, Ruth was sobbing as her mistress threaded a ring through her fresh piercing.



Eventually, both slaves stilled, sagging in their bonds. Lady Miriam wiped the tears from Sarah’s cheeks. “Good girl. That’s my slut.” She gently circled Sarah’s clitoris with her fingers, and the girl was horrified to feel it begin to swell again. “Well, it looks like she might have some more in her,” Lady Miriam said, pleased. “What about yours?”



Ambassador Delan flicked Ruth’s piercing with her finger. Ruth flinched and yelped. “Not catatonic yet.” The Ambassador moved to one of the racks to select new torture implements.



Sarah thrust her clit shamelessly into her mistress’s fingers. Eva removed the clamps on Ruth’s nipples, allowing the circulation to return with a flood of pain. The Ambassador was doing something at the fireplace that Sarah was trying to ignore. Lady Miriam milked Sarah’s clit, and Sarah had no resistance left.



“Please, I need to come,” Sarah begged.



“What, again?” Lady Miriam feigned surprise. “You must be an insatiable slut.”



“Yes, I’m a slut, I’m your slut.” Sarah’s clit was throbbing.



“But, Sarah, think of poor Ruth. If I let you come, her mistress is going to brand her ass with that hot iron.”



Ruth went pale. “Please, Sarah, no. Please don’t let them do this to me.”



The tip of the iron in Ambassador Delan’s hands glowed cherry red. Sarah dangled on the precipice of a crushing orgasm.



“Do it,” Sarah said. “Do it.”



The disgustingly appetizing smell of sizzling flesh filled the room. Ruth mercifully lost consciousness. And Lady Miriam dropped her hand, leaving Sarah in unfulfilled agony.







“That was great fun,” Sarah heard Ambassador Delan say.



“The pleasure’s in the breaking, though,” Lady Miriam replied. “Now that she’s utterly abased herself, the bloom is off the rose. I think it’s time for me to find a new toy.”



“I’ll take her off your hands,” Ambassador Delan said.

Her blouse came off, followed quickly by her bra. Ann’s smile never left. I looked, savoring the look of her. I already knew her breasts looked slightly heavy, with oblong areola and nipples that pointed forward. The skin of her chest had no tan lines and no tan except for a slight darkening in a “V” where the conservative neckline of blouses may have let a little sunshine in on occasion. Blue veins were visible around her areola and the lower parts of her breasts and I determined to spend some time tracing those lines with my fingers and tongue.



“Most men are in a hurry when a woman starts undressing.” Ann said.



“Most men aren’t me. I’m savoring the look of you. I’m thinking, anticipating what is to come, while I enjoy what already is.”



“Please shut up and help us get naked.”



“Always willing to help.” I moved closer and while we kissed her arms wrapped around my shoulders and she pressed her chest against mine. My hands started at her waist, then cupped her butt, squeezing and slightly lifting her.



In the second kiss my hands moved between us and opened the button and drew down the zipper of her pants.



“Oh, kind sir, it seems I have a wardrobe malfunction!”



“Oh, may I help you with that?” I asked, then kissed her again. She nodded. I ended the kiss and dropped to my knees. My hands grasped the waistband of her pants and drew them slowly down, over her hips and then all the way to the floor while I also kissed lots of the freshly exposed skin. She was wearing a pair of white, boy-leg, lacy panties.



“You like?” She asked.



“I love how they look.”







I helped her out of the panties and stood up. My interest was pushing on the inside of my jeans like it wanted freedom. Ann noticed and liberated my interest, aiming it and me toward our bed.



She pushed me onto my back and climbed on top of me, straddling my hips and pinning my cock against, but not in, her pussy. “Do you need to always be the aggressor?” She asked.



“Not always, but often.” My hands held her breasts and squeezed hard enough that when I pulled she came to me rather than my hands slipping off. We kissed again.



“You like foreplay?” She asked between kisses.



“And fiveplay, sixplay and sevenplay.” I shifted her and kissed her breasts, from collarbones south, lifting them one at a time to kiss under them. Suddenly I flipped her onto her back and continued kissing and caressing her breasts.



“Ben, I’m not saying stop what you’re doing, but could you be inside me, please?” She added to her request by kissing me and having her tongue explore the inside of my mouth.



We joined slowly and tenderly. The intensity built slowly and until I was within a minute of exploding inside her we weren’t even breathing hard. Then I lifted her legs, holding near her ankles and increased the force and power of my thrusts into her.



Just as I felt my spunk pushing out of me and into Ann she grabbed my nipples and pinched hard! The sudden pain and surprise increased the power of my orgasm and I grunted like a bear in ecstasy. I was looking at her face and she smiled up at me, pleased with her self.



She rolled me onto my side and grabbed four or five tissues from the bedside table. She used them to catch the flow from her opening. She turned and took my cock in her mouth and licked, sucked and hummed as I tried to calm down.



When she released my cock from her mouth she said, “Diane doesn’t need to taste my juices on your cock when she gets home.”



“You tasted her juices last night. Are you saying I should do something so you don’t taste each other on me?”



“No. I’m sure we’ll both get used to tasting each other on you and directly. I just meant tonight. I wanted some one-on-one time and I’d bet she does too. Giving each other one-on-one time is something we’ll work out.”



“Do you want or need one-on-one time with Diane?” I asked. Hidden in the question was a question about them playing with each other.



She looked at me for a while without answering. Then she smiled and said, “Probably, but not for a couple of months. We’ve had months of time together, sharing dinners, coffee and girl’s night out talking about men in general and you in specific.”



At 7:45 we got off the bed, opened the windows and then showered quickly. We dressed and when Diane walked in she saw us sitting on the couch watching TV. She carried a metal pan from the café.



We sat at the table and ate. Chicken and dumplings with peas and a small salad. Diane told us about her day.



“The lunch crowd came in and were talking about the fire over in Smith County last night. A barn burnt down. No animals were hurt or killed. The barn was a total loss. On Saturday and Sunday there’s a barn raising. Everyone is to bring their tools and help.”



“We’ll be there, won’t we?” I asked.



Diane said, “It’s a tough call for me. What I do best doesn’t involve a hammer or a saw. I cook, but if I show up with a hundred sandwiches I lose money. I have to close up the café and supply a hundred sandwiches.” She paused. “I’ll be there.”



“Ann?” I asked.



“I’m not good with tools. I don’t own a hammer. I’ll be there as a gofer.”



“Do we go together?” I asked.



Ann said, “I want to go together. We’re already not a secret. If we hide we’re saying we’re doing something wrong.”



Diane said, “I had a lull today and spent time on the computer. I ordered t-shirts for us! If they get here in time we can wear them Saturday or Sunday.”



“T-shirts?” I asked.



“Yes! Printed in big letters on the front Ann’s t-shirt says, “I’m with HIM!” My shirt says, “I’m with HIM!” Your t-shirt says, “I’m with BOTH of them!” All three shirts are royal blue.”



“That puts it right out there and says we are not ashamed of what we’re doing.” I said. In my mind I wondered if we were opening up major problems for ourselves. I wondered just how socially conservative the town, the county, really were.



At that moment the phone rang. I answered, “This is Ben.”



“And this is Solomon. Is it true that two women slept in your home last night?” His tone and energy said judgment to me. I couldn’t just let it be.



“How many women slept in your house last night?” I asked. Both female faces I could see looked shocked when I asked.



“Two! My wife and my daughter.”



I said, “Two. Neither is my wife or daughter.”



“You admit it!” His voice was raised.



“Did I break a state or federal law?” I asked.



“Not that I know of. But, some people will not approve.”



“Some people think buying anything but a John Deere tractor is a sin, too. Others still eat fish on Fridays and think people are bad for having a steak. I can’t live my life living by someone else’s rules all the time.”



“I like John Deere tractors and I get your point. Anyway, what are your intentions?” Solomon asked.



“I intend to work nine and a half hours tomorrow, Thursday and Friday, go to the barn raising this weekend, wash and wax my truck and play a little too. How about you, Solomon?”



“I’m worried. If people don’t like what you’re doing it could mean they stop doing business with the Feed and Grain.”



“Let’s say it does effect the bottom line. How big a drop in the bottom line will get me fired?”



“I’m not saying I’m going to fire you! I like you. I’m just worried. I’ve had six phone calls telling me that two women spent the night with you last night. One of the calls said both women are there again tonight.”



“That says to me that both adult women decided to be here of their own free will. Solomon, I love my job. I love living in this town and I like having you as a boss. However, who I love, when I love, and why I love are really none of anyone’s business as long as everything we do is consensual. Am I right?”



“You are. Sorry I bothered you. See you at the store tomorrow!” The connection broke from his end.



Both Ann and Diane had moved closer to me as I talked to Solomon. After I hung up the phone I asked Diane, “Have you seen a decrease in your business?”



“Nope.” We both looked at Ann.



She said, “People talk to me at work for two reasons, to get something fixed or when they pay their bills. That hasn’t changed and won’t. If you don’t pay your bill we shut off your utilities. If you want the electricity fixed you must talk to me.”



“Has anyone said anything about us to you?” Diane asked.



“Yes. Mr. McDonald came in to pay his bill and he said I looked happier than he’s seen me look in a while. I smiled and thanked him for saying so. He asked if he should call Ben and thank him for the smile on my face. Then he blushed.”



I said, “He didn’t call. McDonald lives about four miles north of town. Gossip travels quickly.”



“His wife is part of the grange wives club.” Diane added.



Before ten the three of us were in bed playing and reinforcing our bonds of affection. We had talked about getting a bigger bed, about sleeping at Diane’s place and Ann’s place and about the barn raising on Saturday. Ann set the alarm next to the bed for five-thirty. Together we focused on Diane and helped her enjoy four screaming orgasms before we spooned against each other and went to sleep.



Wednesday night we slept at Ann’s and she made dinner. Thursday night we slept at Diane’s and she brought dinner home from the café. Each night we brought clothes and things to the houses, making life easier for us to live in all three houses. After we ate Friday night Diane brought up the subject of moving.



She said, “Next week your rent is due on the cottage. It seems nuts for you to pay me rent on a house we both live in. It also seems nuts that all three of us pay for housing and most of the time we aren’t in any one of the houses.”



Ann added, “What if we look for a bigger place where we could live together and save money?”



“You think we could do that? What about all the wagging tongues in town?” I asked. I noticed how difficult it was to speak clearly with my tongue in my cheek.



“They’ll get over it by the time we’re seventy.” Diane said, smiling.



“Is there a place we can buy or rent in town?” I asked.



“I can call Marybeth, the realtor, tomorrow. There may be a big house that is available. If there is maybe we can talk to the owners and rent it.” Ann said.



On Saturday Diane went to the café and made breakfast, as usual. Ann and I gathered tools and wore grubby clothes with our new t-shirts. We arrived at the farm by nine. Two stake side trucks were being unloaded when we arrived. Lumber, siding, nails and cans of paint were being stacked and families were starting work on the new barn. The clean up of the burnt barn and ashes was already done.



I was put on a nailing detail, nailing siding on the barn when it was framed, until that started I was muscle helping lift and hold the posts and beams into place. Ann joined the ladies auxiliary inside the farm house making food and whatever else they did.



At about ten-thirty, six women came out of the house carrying glasses and pitchers of lemonade. Ann was one of the six. She looked for me and made a bee-line for me and the five men I was teamed with. When she stood by me it was obvious from our shirts we were together.



A man from Smith County that I hadn’t known before looked at the two of us, smiled and asked, “Where’s the other one?”



Ann smiled at him and asked, “Other one, what?”



“Aren’t you the folks who are the cause of a lot of gossip lately?” He asked, pointing at our shirts.



She kept smiling and said, “I don’t know. People don’t tell me much gossip. What are people saying?”



“That there are three people, a man and two women, living together like there’s nothing wrong with it.”



I asked, “And if three people want to live together, love together and support each other there’s something wrong with that?”



He shook his head, held his arms out wide and said, “I was married for twelve years to one woman. Hardest thing I ever did was live with her and try to make her happy. I don’t see how it would be possible to live with two women, much less keep them happy.”



Ann poured him some more lemonade and said, “Making me happy isn’t Ben’s job. My happiness is my job. We’re a partnership. My job is to do what I can to help his life work for him, to help Diane’s life work for her and they each do what they can to make sure my life works for me. Diane spends lots of her time cooking. I do what I can so she isn’t overwhelmed when she gets off work with the other things that need doing.”



We were out of lemonade. Ann took the glasses and the empty pitcher and went back inside… after I got a wonderful kiss and an “I love you.” We went back to work. For the next two hours the conversation around me was about loving two women. I did my best to answer their questions and still maintain some privacy for us.



One of the men did ask the question, just as I said someone would. “You doing both of them?” I answered just as I said I would, “If you could, wouldn’t you?” The men on the team with me nodded and we moved on.



Diane arrived just before lunch and unloaded her minivan of trays of sandwiches. As we all ate she told me the ladies of the grange paid her for the sandwiches. During lunch the sheriff announced that he believed the fire that burnt the barn was arson. That announcement took the focus off us and onto the questions “Why?” and “Who?” There were no answers.



We worked until it was starting to get dark then left all our tools right where they were and went home. Leaving the tools was, I was told, a promise to be back the next day. Ann had spent the afternoon outside the farm house being a gofer for whatever the men needed. At various times I saw her carrying siding planks, bags of nails, tools and doing clean up. As we drove home she was pretty quiet and when I glanced over, she was asleep. When I parked at Ann’s house I dialed Diane on my cell and asked her to meet us at Ann’s. I said I was taking the three of us to dinner in The City.



Ann and I went into Ann’s and cleaned up. An hour later Diane showed up in a dress and we drove to The City. The three of us were well fed and in bed before eleven. All three of us were at the barn raising by eight-thirty.



Our triad was not a topic of conversation at the barn. The men talked about the barn, the weather, crops, the upcoming election and if the schools should adopt uniforms. None of the topics reached a consensus except the weather. The agreement was, no rain until September.



By dark Sunday night the barn was up, painted and drying. We slept together at Diane’s that night.



Over the next three months the community around us got used to us living together. When we rented a house together, I didn’t hear anything from customers of the F&G. Diane didn’t hear negative comments from her customers and neither did Ann. The house we rented included a barn big enough that we used it as a place to park our three vehicles. I didn’t hear a single twig snap.



In our town mail was not delivered. On the north end of town a small building bore the sign, “U.S. Postal Service”. Inside, everyone had a mailbox. I went to the post office once a week to see what might be in my mail box. I never got letters from my parents, siblings or other relatives. As far as I knew I didn’t have any living relatives. I got ads from real estate agents in Florida, A Ford Dealer in The City, stores that were having sales and notices from local fundraisers like the Girl Scouts selling cookies. I always bought three boxes of cookies.



One day I opened the box and saw a letter postmarked Virginia. Only one person in Virginia knew where I was: SMgt Jose’ Garcia. I opened the envelope and read, “Ben, Things have reached the stage where getting out, retiring, is appropriate. My wife and I haven’t spent much time talking about where to retire or when. Now the decision time is here. Can the area where you are support one more classic pick-up with a family?” The letter was signed Jose’.



I called his office and the young man who answered said First Sergeant Franklin had gone home for the day. My friend had been replaced. I called Jose’ at home. We talked and I promised to see what work and housing was available in my area.



The very next day I got a visit from a man from the county. He wanted to know if he could interest me in moving twelve miles to the county seat and talking over the management of the county warehouse. I told him I had a friend who was looking for a job like that and I knew him well. He gave me contact information to pass along. It was passed along before he got back to his office.



A week later I checked my mail again and opened another letter from Jose’.



“Ben, Get ready. I will be officially retired as of the first of the month. Kasumi and I will be headed your way on the first. I accepted the job with the county and start on the eighth. Maybe you can help us find a place to rent for a few months? I know your woman knows your secret. I’d appreciate it if no one knows mine.” He signed it, “Jose’”.



Marybeth found a home for them to rent and think about buying. They arrived at our new home on the third. We had dinner at the café and Diane fed them fajitas. On the fifth the moving van showed up and we helped them move into their home. The three women became friends as we moved them in. Their home was twelve miles from ours.



Late that night after we were home and in bed Ann said, “Jose’ is more than just a friend.” It was a question and it was a statement.



I said, “I met him when we were both working in a warehouse. We’ve been friends ever since then.”



Diane asked, “Was he hurt, too?”



“No. He retired by choice, not medical necessity.”



The conversation was over. We went to sleep. Four hours later I heard a twig snap. Even with the help of Ann and Diane I didn’t go back to sleep. At the F&G the next day I took a call and Ann’s voice said, “Kasumi knows and knowing strengthened the bond between them. She didn’t tell us. We listen to what isn’t said as well as listening and watching. He doesn’t look like your brother, but we know he is. We love you.”



I stopped hearing twigs snap for almost a year. Jose’ and Kasumi became close friends and we enjoyed retirement. I remember my Dad saying, “Sometime the lull isn’t the lull before the storm, but don’t count on it.”



Both Jose’ and I were invited to go hunting. The first time was when Mr. McDonald invited me to go elk hunting with him. As it happened Diane was with us when I was invited. She knew the odds were really good that if I went I’d get an elk. She told me how much she would like to have the meat to use in the café. Reluctantly, I agreed to go. Jack McDonald lent me a rifle. I took it home and worked it over for four evenings before the weekend we went hunting.



When we arrived at the spot where we would leave Jack’s truck there were eight other trucks. Jose’ and two of his neighbors were there. One look and I knew he was as close to laughing as I was. None of the men we were with knew anything about sneaking up on prey. Our tags were for antlered elk, meaning males.



With ten men getting ready to spread out and begin a weekend hunt Jack asked, “Same rules as last year?”



Jose’ asked, “Rules?”



“Every guy puts in a hundred dollars. First elk over three hundred pounds gets five hundred. Biggest elk gets the rest.”



Our wallets came out and Jack collected a hundred per man for eleven men. He then announced, “The hunt ends at dark Sunday night. To count the animal must be weighed in the field and seen by three of us.”



Ten minutes later Jack and I were walking away from the parking lot. He acted as my mentor all day. I saw three bull elk. Jack wouldn’t let me shoot them. He said they were too far away. Using the .300 Winchester he was right. They were at the kill limit distance for such a small weapon.



Saturday we saw two bulls fighting. The larger of the two had a rack with four tines on each side. When the fight was over he gathered three cows to him and headed west. I told Jack I wanted to follow him and see if I could get close enough for a shot. He said he would follow the loser, who was injured and we agreed that if we got a kill we’d email the coordinates and meet at the kill.

It took me two hours to catch up to the bull and his cows. By catch up I mean get within shooting range. I watched and saw how he moved around his cows, protecting them and watching for threats. I got closer.



He turned his cows toward me and I took a prone position and waited. The wind was at his back. When he was a hundred and fifty yards away he turned and froze, listening. In the distance he heard a bull. I took the shot and the round penetrated just behind his foreleg, exploding his heart. I chambered another round and fired at the largest cow, standing ten feet beyond the fallen bull. She went down. The other cows scattered and I ignored them. I policed my brass and made my firing position invisible. Old habits die hard. I remembered a saying I had learned in training; old habits die hard, good habits keep you alive.



When I got to the down elks I made sure both were dead, texted the coordinates to Jack and told him I had a bull and a cow. Half an hour later he showed up with his truck. He called and two other men showed up to help us load the two animals in the truck. They were impressed. The bull measured 391 they said. I wanted to know how much meat I was bringing home to Diane. Jack took my picture by the antlers and a minute later I asked him to erase it.



“Why, for God’s sake?”



“I hate pictures. Tell you what, let me take your picture and you can say they are both your kills. I just want a majority of the meat. If we say both elk are yours then maybe you’ll even win some of the pool money.”



“That’s a sure thing. I’ll put this on my tag and drive it to the locker in town. I’ll come back tomorrow to collect you and whatever else you kill. Ok?”



“Works for me.” He called and two more men showed up to help us load the two elk in the truck. We got them in and Jack drove away a happy man. The two men who helped us rode part way out with Jack leaving me alone in the woods.



I climbed a tree and waited. Just before dark I saw another bull with six cows. They were eight hundred yards off moving north. I followed.



Elk move quietly for big animals. However, the bulls have a need to tell the world when they score. The bull I was following was intent on starting a new generation of elk, making following him pretty easy. The musk of he and his cows was pretty easy to follow as well.



Looking at the GPS I saw that he was close to a county road when the sun came up. He turned and headed away from the road. I got a little ahead of him and two hundred yards from him. His cows stopped to feed. He circled them, head high, smelling the air and looking for any threats. He could neither see or smell me.



He posed for me and I squeezed a single round into him, right behind his foreleg. He just collapsed. A second after he started down the sound of the shot hit the cows and they ran. I collected the brass, cleaned my area and walked to the bull.



I called Jack and gave him the coordinates.



A minute later he called me. “You aren’t kidding? You got another one?”



“No. I just got mine. You got yours yesterday. Can you come get us?”



“I’m already on my way.” He arrived with his two sons and we loaded the elk into the truck. His boys were impressed. The younger one said, “The one Dad got yesterday is the first one he ever got with just one shot. Now you got one like it.”



We got the animal back to the locker and the butcher cut and packaged the meat for us. I rented a locker because all the meat wouldn’t fit in Diane’s locker. I gave Jack all the meat from the cow and the antlers from his kill and mine. I called Diane and said, “I’m on my way home. I got some meat for you.”



“How much meat?” She asked.



“Almost six hundred pounds. I rented more locker space. You didn’t have enough.”



“Six hundred pounds! You were after elk, not elephant!”



“We got two bulls and a cow.”



“I wonder about the word we.”



“Jack got the big one and even got his picture taken with it! If you want a copy I’m sure he’d love to have it on display at the café.”



“He might even come in to eat some of it.” Diane said.



“I’ll bet he would. Anyway, I’m on my way home.”



I brought her a five pound rump roast and she showed proper appreciation. Ann was equally appreciative.



During the following week I found out that Jose’s hunting partner got a big bull with a single well-placed shot to the heart. Jose’s kill netted him a little over two hundred pounds of elk meat. Being who she was raised to be his very Japanese wife didn’t want the meat so I bought it from him and gave it to Diane. The café had months of wonderful meals with elk meat blended into them



The second time I was invited hunting the circumstances were quite different. Jose’ and I were sharing our day off, hanging at the park in his town watching thirteen year-olds play hardball. The local leo (Law Enforcement Officer) came by and came to us.



“You boys both got elk a couple months ago, didn’t you?” He asked.



We nodded. He continued, “I need your help. A bear attacked Jack McDonald and his wife. They’re both in the hospital. Their older boy shot the bear, but didn’t kill it.”



Jose’ asked what weapons the sheriff had. He had a variety, but only one thing he mentioned would do. We took the M-16′s, drove out to the McDonald place and started tracking the bear. As we drove I called Ann and had her drive to the farm and stay with the boys. I cautioned her to stay indoors and keep the boys inside as well. Before we left the farm we test fired the weapons and sighted them in.



The bear had left us an easy trail. We tracked it about four miles up into the hills before we saw it. It was licking the wound on it’s hind quarters. Jose’ went one direction and I went another, both paths would keep us down wind of the bear.



Half an hour later I could see both the bear and Jose’. I texted him a message: “When he stands we both fire.”



Two minutes passed and Jose’ stepped on a twig. The instant the bear heard the snap he stood up and roared. We both fired and the bear fell.



Jose’s bullet entered the bear’s mouth and took of the back of his head. My shot entered his chest and stopped inside his heart.



As we walked to the bear I called the sheriff and told him the bear was dead. I gave him the coordinates and within half an hour he was there with three pick-ups of men all armed for war.



By the time Jose’ and I got home the male counterpart of the grange ladies club had spread the word about how we had taken out a wounded bear. Ann had organized women to stay with the boys while their parents healed. The boys would take care of the farming. That night they came to town with Ann and ate with us at the café.



At the F&G the next day I had plenty of customers. Some even bought things. The topic was the bear. The sheriff had it in the back of his truck and took it on a tour of the county. It weighed almost four hundred pounds and had a broken foot that had healed poorly.



The men who were hunters want details on how we had triangulated the shots, tracked the bear so quickly and they wanted to know what weapons Jose’ and I owned.



After two weeks the news changed topics and became the weather. Jose’ and I were grateful. On the fifth of December a twig snapped at both Jose’s house and mine.



It happened when both of us were at work. I was loading sacks out of a truck onto a pallet and heard the sound of a rifle. I immediately identified the sound as from a 7.62 mm NATO round. I searched for where the round hit and found nothing. An hour later the F&G phone rang. I stayed low and answered.



Jose’ said, “Someone fired a NATO round near me.”



“I heard one about half an hour ago, but I haven’t found where it hit.”



“What the hell is going on?” Jose’ asked. Neither of us knew. I reported the incidents to the phone number I had used once before. An hour later I got a call sending me to The City and into a seedy bar on the south side of the City.



I sat next to the only other person in the bar. He said, “The Syrians don’t like you. They don’t know for sure if they don’t like Jose’ as much so the contract is for both of you.”



“Who’s the shooter?”



“Montgomery.” The man said. He still hadn’t looked at me.



“I need a weapon.”



“It’s in the back of your truck. XM-110 and three hundred rounds. We put Pierce and Toshiro in the hunt as well.”



“Montgomery doesn’t miss.”



“He was hired to terrorize you first, then kill you.”



“So far all he’s done is piss me off.”



“So, kill him.” He turned and looked me in the face for the first time.



Back at my truck I walked around it and saw a single hole in the tailgate. A 7.62mm hole penetrating the center of the “O” in Chevrolet. An arrogant message.



Back at the F&G I searched the El Camino finding a GPS transmitter. I called Diane and Ann.



I said, “Jose’ and I are going hunting.”



Diane said, “Nothing’s in season.”



“Jose’ and I are the targets. We’re going after the man who wants both of us dead. Our covers have been blown. I parked the El Camino at the F&G. You can take it home anytime. I’ll be back when this is over.”



Ann asked, “How can we contact you?”



“When the threat has been neutralized, we’ll be back. Two things: I love you both and I am coming back.” I added emphasis to the word “am”.



Both told me they loved me. I hung up the phone and hid in the F&G until after dark. Jose’ and I had prearranged a meeting spot if our covers were blown. Midnight at a barn no longer being used for farming about ten miles away from the F&G and six miles from Jose’s warehouse.



After dark I made my way to that barn. My rifle was in a padded bag and I only carried a hundred rounds. More than that was too heavy and made noise. I wondered about how rusty I might be. I felt better when I crossed a farm with three dogs. The dogs didn’t notice me.



When I got to the barn I was tired. Working the F&G had me fit, but my endurance was suffering. I got inside and sat down. I heard Jose’s voice, “You’re getting old. I heard you breathing for the last half a mile.”



“I’m not as fast as I was, either.”



“Neither am I. Must be my wife’s cooking making me soft.”



We discussed our plan of action and quickly put the plans into action. Quickly doesn’t mean we ran out of the barn posting gunfight notices inviting our adversary to the Ok Corral. It meant we stayed completely hidden for two days, didn’t use or even turn on cell phones and stayed inside the abandoned barn. Jose’ had stocked the barn as his emergency spot shortly after arriving in the area, months before. We had food, a chemical toilet and could stay warm even if it snowed without building a fire. What we didn’t have was our wives. A steady diet of physical, emotional and spiritual support and love causes severe symptoms when they are no longer readily available.



After the two days it was the night of a new moon. We left the barn and spent that night looking for signs of the sniper. I found two signs that he had been watching Diane and Ann. A piece of an energy bar wrapper rolled into a ball and thrown under a bush and a piece of invisible tape across the driver’s door seam of the El Camino.



Well before dawn we were back in the barn. During the day we compared notes and used maps to plot his movements. The next night I made my way to a pay phone and called my contact. He arranged for encoded satellite phones for both of us and told me where I could pick them up the next night. He also gave us a valuable piece of information, confirmation of the name of the sniper. We both knew him and knew him well.



The next night Jose’ picked up the phones and I found further evidence left by the sniper. Knowing him helped me spot his preferred patterns and his tells. He had eaten an energy bar and carried out the waste paper, except for the corner that he ripped off. He ripped it off with his left hand, like he always did, rolled it into a small ball and tossed it away. I unrolled it and was able to identify what brand of energy bar he ate. , Alpsnack.



Back in the barn we rested during the day. At five in the afternoon my phone vibrated. I answered and a voice properly identified itself as friend and gave me the information that his target had been changed. Because we had not been found, his controllers had upped the ante to include family. He was now authorized to take out any one of our women. It was to draw us out where he could get us.



He also told us there were two other teams in the area looking for him.



I called Ann and Diane. Since the calls could not be traced I talked to them for some time. I avoided saying anything of mission importance but I did tell them where to find the pre-printed escape plans I had made for them. I told them to put those plans into operation immediately. Jose’ called his wife and before dark all three women were out of town.



Jose’ and I had places we knew Giovanni Montgomery had used to watch our homes so we got within range of both places and waited. I had once spent sixty hours in the prone firing position before my target walked into the line of fire. I was prepared for a long wait this time as well. I was twelve hundred meters from the spot I knew Giovanni had been in. If he showed up again he would die. Twelve hundred meters was just under three quarters of a mile.



He didn’t show that night. After the sun came up the only real change was that I got warmer. A field mouse paid me a visit and cleaned up the few crumbs that had fallen from my energy bar. I took two naps during the daylight hours. It got dark again with no movement in Giovanni’s last known hiding spot. My watch was where I could see it’s face without moving. At ten minutes after two in the morning I saw movement through the scope on my weapon.



He moved slowly and took up a position that had him aligned with a shot at the back door of my, our, home. I watched as he positioned his rifle and adjusted the sights. All his movements were slow and carefully done. The last movement I saw was his right hand removing the forward lens cap from the scope of his rifle. I waited and saw that he was still.



I increased pressure on the trigger of the MX-110 while I watched the cross hairs centered on a spot an inch above the stock of his weapon, right where his head had to be.



Suddenly the mechanism of my rifle fired and the flash surprised me. Years of experience and practice kept me from jumping. I rolled one roll to my left, then I stayed still. Through the scope I saw his position destroyed and I could see enough of his body to know he was very likely dead. I carefully aimed again and put another round in my target.



Five minutes passed slowly. I stayed still. My phone vibrated. I pressed the button feeding sound to my ear bud. Jose’ voice said, “Got one.” I whispered, “Ditto.”



Jose’ said, “Leave them. Let’s go home.” We went back to the barn. We called and the other teams checked our kills. Giovanni was dead and so was Marcus, his recently promoted spotter. The bodies were removed and the kill sites cleaned up by teams trained for such duty.



In the barn Jose’ and I talked. We had decisions to make. Going back to the Feed & Grain and the County Warehouse would be inviting another team, another team of snipers, to come and take a shot at us… and the three women we loved.



After our conversation I called our contact number. We talked and he agreed with our plan. He had thought we might think of doing what we asked for so he was prepared. Both of us were sad about what was necessary, but knew it had to be done.



At 0410 a dirty GMC Denali came to the barn and picked us up. We were driven to the safe houses where Diane, Ann and Kasumi were hiding and being guarded. They were less than a mile apart. Kasumi was trembling when we got her inside the black GMC and Jose’ held her as we drove to the barn where Diane and Ann were hiding. Even after I opened the door to the barn I couldn’t see or hear them. I said the single safe word I had included in their instructions. They rushed me and hugged me, cried and shook like Kasumi. Once we were inside the GMC the driver took us south to an Army post about two hours away.



During the ride all three women stopped shaking and began asking questions. I was not surprised when Diane was first.



“Where are we going?” She asked.



“I don’t know. You can ask the driver, if you want.” I said, knowing he probably knew his destination, but not ours.



She asked him and he answered, “An Army Post isn’t very far from here.”



Diane said, “Are you Army?”



The driver chuckled and said, “I’m sorry, but the answer is, I don’t exist.”



Kasumi asked, “After we get to the Army Post, then what?”



The driver answered, “I’m to take you to building 288, drive into the building and leave you there. You know almost as much as I do.”



I asked, “What are you leaving out?”



“Both of you are to leave those canvas bags with me.” Those canvas bags held the XM-110 rifles.



On the post we got close to the roll-up door on building 288 and the driver honked. The door opened and we drove inside. The door closed behind us. A man dressed as an Army Major was waiting for us. He opened the door behind the driver and all of us got out. Through the driver’s window the Major handed the driver an envelope. He turned the GMC around and drove to the door. We moved quickly through the door the major pointed to and when we were out of sight the roll-up door started opening.



We entered a room with six empty chairs, a TV and a man in a gray suit in it. The major stayed outside and closed the door once we were inside.



We sat. Jose’ and I stayed quiet. Kasumi asked, “Ok, what’s next?”



The man turned on the TV and the news came on. A scene filled with flashing lights and uniformed police all over showed. A male voice over said, “At approximately two-thirty this morning shots rang out in both Bayard and Bridgeport Nebraska. As of this moment we have reports of seven bodies. Three adult females and four adult males.” The scene changed to an on-site reporter who said, “Police have identified the three victims who lived in Bayard and the couple who lived in Bridgeport. The two assailants appear to be hired assassins who were killed in a fire fight with the two men trying to protect their wives. They are, as of now, unidentified.”



The man in the suit shut off the television. He said, “Later today your bodies will be identified by the FBI. Your homes and café’ will be sold and the proceeds will find their way to you. The two collector vehicles will be sold at a classic car auction and that money will also find you. Somehow your backgrounds will be leaked and the identity of the assassins will be identified as foreign nationals from Syria. The holes in the vehicles and the story of how all of you died should increase the going price for both vehicles.”



Ann asked, “What about our clothes, our things?”



“A company will go to both towns to hold sales of everything you had. The real estate will be handled locally. A few personal items like pictures, photo albums we can recover for you. Anything with your names on them, quote, perished in the small fire in your home, unquote.”



Diane asked, “Where do we go? What do we do?”



“This is not witness protection. In the contingency plan Sergeants Garcia and Peterson made before separation each requested a motor home so they could wander for a while before settling into life as new people. That can still be provided, if that suits you.”



A conference was held. Actually, two conferences were held. The first was held with Diane, Ann and me while the second happened ten feet away between Kasumi and Jose’.



We got together as two entities for a third conversation. Kasumi started that conversation.



“It seems to me that we are stronger if we stay together. Our men are a good team. I want us to stay together.”



Diane said, “All of us in one motor home?”

“No, silly! You three in a big one and us in a not-quite-so-big one!”



Diane asked, “Where will we go?”



I pointed at a map of the USA and Canada on the wall. I said, “Anywhere in the map! There are lots of places I’ve never seen, things I’ve never done. We could do them.”



“We could see Disney World or the Grand Tetons! Jose’ added.



“We could spend this winter somewhere warm.” Ann said.



“What about our military retirement pay and benefits?” I asked, facing the man at the front of the room.



“Your record of military service will be transferred to your new identities. As soon as you have bank accounts checks will be automatically deposited. You and your ladies will be fully covered for retired health care.”



“All of us?” Ann asked. The man nodded.



A few more questions and we were ready to make some decisions. We would stay together and in motor homes. We would wander and then settle somewhere. I asked about getting motor homes and the man led us out of the room. Parked where the black GMC had let us out were two used motor homes. A good sized class “C” and a bus. He said, “They are fully loaded with dishes, food, linens, and the water tanks and fuel tanks are full. The class “C” is registered and insured to Jose’ Chavez.” He pointed first to the class “C” then to Jose’.



He pointed at the bus and said, “The class “A” is registered and insured to Ben Svenson. Inside your new homes you’ll find packets of new identities, credit cards, driver’s licenses, triple-A cards and other things to help you settle into new lives. Your covers are that you both retired from the Air Force and decided to wander. Ann and Diane are sisters. Spend some times getting the details of your stories straight before you start telling people much.” He paused and said, “You were found because you’re too good as hunters. Shooting one of those elk in the butt would have been better and two kill shots to the bear was a bit much.”



We shared a glance. Being a poor shot never occurred to either of us. I’d fired three rounds and brought down three elk. Dumb. That dumbness could have gotten Ann or Diane killed!



We stayed in the motor homes inside the building that night. We got familiar with how they worked and practiced hooking up to water, power and sewer so that anyone watching would think we’d been doing it for at least months. The class “A” bus had been modified. It came with a queen-sized bed that wasn’t fully queen-sized. It had been removed along with the two nightstands built into the wall next to it. A king-sized bed took it’s place.



The new bed and our new home were good. After the man in the grey suit left us Diane and Kasumi looked in the small refrigerators and put together dinner for us. A search of the outside storage found two folding tables and six folding chairs. We extended the awning and ate outside the motor homes.



By ten I was ready for bed. Jose’ and I put the chairs and tables back into storage while Kasumi and my wives cleaned up dinner. We closed all the shades and closed the door. Ann started getting undressed for bed and Diane noticed that the huge windows at the front of the bus allowed anyone outside to watch whatever was happening inside.



We figured out how to draw drapes across the expanse of windows. Then all three of us got naked and went to bed.



I kissed both women and started settling in for eight or nine hours of hibernation when Ann said, “Thank you for not dying. Thank you for saving our lives.”



My mouth opened, but before I said anything Diane said, “Next time either of you goes hunting it better take five shots to kill anything bigger than a squirrel!” We broke up laughing and touching and that led to more laughter, more touching, more kisses and… well, we were noisy and reinforced our affection and commitment to each other.



We woke at nine in the morning, local time. I know that because the man pounding on the door to the bus said, “It’s oh-nine-hundred! I need this room! You need to get these things out of here!” He said it loudly.



He kept pounding until I answered, “Yes, Sir. Soon as possible I’ll get this bus on the road. Sorry we over slept.”



Fifteen minutes later I sat in the driver’s seat and found an envelope taped to it. A note inside gave me an address in Texas to go to. The GPS was programmed to take us there and we were to attend a Good Sam’s Gathering. I handed the envelope to Diane, started the bus, looked over to see Jose’ sitting in the driver’s seat of his RV and put the bus in drive. I pressed on the accelerator and after a slight hesitation we were moving.



A female voice of the GPS guided me off the base and to the Interstate. I got on and headed south. Diane made a breakfast burrito for me and made coffee. Ann started to help but the motion of the motor home kept her hanging on for dear life so Diane had her crawl up front and seat belt herself in.



She found a two-way radio and called Jose’. She got Kasumi who answered like she was in a Burt Reynolds movie about Smoky and the Bandit. She said, “Breaker, breaker, good buddy!” All three of us laughed and it took some practice for Ann to get used to the push-to-talk button on the radio. Using Ann and Kasumi as mediators Jose’ and I discussed our travel plans. Jose’ said he had something he needed to show me. I saw a rest stop a few miles ahead and I let him know we were stopping. Kasumi said she was glad we were stopping, because she needed a bathroom.



Ann said to her, “There’s a bathroom in your motor home!”



Kasumi asked, “Don’t we have to stop to use it?” We got to laugh again. We stopped. Kasumi ran to the public restroom and I went to Jose’s vehicle. He showed me the note he found when he sat in the driver’s seat. The note he had told him our job for a month was to become full-time RVers. Learn how to fit into the community of people who live in RV’s. Then our job was to spend a few months living like we were part of that community while we looked for what’s-next. The note specified that we should not settle until at least May of the next year.



I went back to the bus and shared what I knew with Ann and Diane. Diane saw another bus pull into the rest stop and two adults and two teens got out and started walking. She said, “I think we should start right now. Let’s go for a walk.”



The three of us got out and started walking around the edge of the rest stop. Pretty soon we were caught by the people from the other bus. The man said, “You’ve got a nice bus.”



I thanked him and Diane asked his wife about something to do with cooking and they were off. The woman loved to cook and had lots of ideas to share with Diane. Ann joined in and the man and his sons kept walking with me.



One of the boys asked where we were headed. I told him and they were headed there as well. Dad and sons were leading a few sessions for RV owners on repairing plumbing and electrical problems.



When we got back in our bus we had agreed to caravan to the RV gathering and Mack promised to get us a primo parking spot. We traded riders in all three motor homes for the rest of the trip. When the boys rode with me they taught me a lot about both the plumbing and the electrical systems. When Peach rode in with Diane and me they talked about how to have four people live in a motor home and they talked cooking. The trip to Texas took three days from where we met the Cobblers. Peach called her husband Pit. For the whole first day I thought it was a play on Peach Pit, then it hit me that it was a Peach Cobbler Pit. His actual first name was Barry. His parent must have been strange.



The second night, after we parked, did the hook-up and the ladies served chicken and dumplings the boys asked if the could sleep under our awning. I looked at Pit and he nodded, just enough to let me know it was Ok.



I said it was Ok with me but they needed to be quiet. The younger of the two boys, Brian, said, “It isn’t our noise that is the problem!” The he and his brother laughed and Dad blushed. Peach put her hand on Pit’s shoulder and said, “He snores.”



Later that night I found out that Dad had an interest in having sex with Peach and the boys didn’t want to listen to the noises. We were parked twenty feet away and we had to listen to the huffing and puffing and other noises from their bus.



The next day Ann rode with Kasumi and Pit. Diane rode with Jose’ and Peach and the two boys rode with me. Before noon Brian asked, “There are three of you. Do you make up the dining area every night?”



“Nope.” I answered. A full minute passed and he asked, “You sleep with both sisters every night?”



I nodded. Brian’s older brother said, “Don’t ask, Brian. Just don’t ask.”



He had to ask. “Do you have sex with both of them?”



I was so tempted to ask the question I asked at the barn raising, “If you could, wouldn’t you?” But, I didn’t. Brian was sixteen. Instead I said, “When your parents do it, you know about it. Your Dad doesn’t come to breakfast and say, “Last night was incredible! Thanks Honey!” The reason is that there are some things that are best kept quiet and private. You have a girl-friend at home. There’s a place she likes for you to kiss her. If you’re smart and wise you’ll never tell anyone where that is. It’s private, secret, secret information. I’m not answering your question.”



That evening we arrived at the fairgrounds where the gathering was being held. Pit got us primo parking spots. Close to all the exhibits, near enough to trees to get some shade and easy to handle the hook-ups. By the time the gathering got really going there were over fifteen hundred motor homes, 5th wheels and trailers parked side by side.



All five of us got the schedule of events and planned our sessions. We figured where to meet and what times. Jose’ and I carried the two-way radios. On the second day we wore our “I’m with HIM” and “They’re BOTH with ME” t-shirts. Got lots of comments and a few questions. The questions were different depending. Depending on if I was alone or if either Diane or Ann was with me.



We talked to lots of people. Some told us all about their favorite places to camp, their favorites during the summer and their favorites for the winter. On the last day of the gathering Jose’ and I met with the ladies and he asked, “Where to next?”



I made a list. I heard, “Disney World”, “Atlanta”, “St Louis”, “L.A.” and I heard “Canada”. Ann voted more than once. Diane said, “These first few months we should be just traveling and having fun. I have an idea. Let me get a map.” She got a map of the USA and a piece of paper. She tore five small pieces off the big page and wrote the numbers, 1, 2, 3,4, and 5 on them. She got a clean coffee cup and put all five slips of paper in it.



“Each of us draws a number. The person who draws number one picks where we go first. Number two picks where we go second.”



Kasumi said, “And so on, and so on.” I said, “Person number two doesn’t need to choose until we have been to the place number one picked, Ok?”



Diane held the cup and each of us got our number. Kasumi got number ONE.



She said, “I pick Disney World! We can see lots of Florida and the Kennedy Space Center too!”



Jose’ and I planned the route we would take. The ladies planned meals and fun. We decided we had enough food to last another day or two so we wouldn’t attempt going to a local market that would be feeling the brunt of over a thousand RVers leaving in the next twenty-four hours. The Cobblers let us know they were headed for Portland Oregon and gave us their email address.



When we arrived at the gathering we only knew the Cobblers. Leaving we had at least twenty-five email addresses and many invitations to come visit.



That afternoon we were packed and ready to go. With hugs, handshakes and promises we parted with some of our new friends and headed out of Austin. One of my ladies had taped a small sign near the speedometer of the bus. It was a reminder to me. It read, “We’re not in a hurry.”



The woman inside our GPS got me headed in the right direction and four hours later we were entering Houston. We had a map of where the various “Free Parking” sites could be found. The one we found in Houston had quite a few RV’s in it when we arrived. Many of those had been in Austin with us.



That evening I got out the new BBQ I had purchased at the gathering and I cooked up some hamburgers for us. The two neighbors we invited to share the fire. I’d learned that if I felt like lighting my BBQ it was generous to offer to let my neighbors use the fire to cook their food too. That way we only have one BBQ to clean. Our neighbors cooked corn on the cob, some summer squash and a few chicken breast slices. Kasumi made some guacamole and we were having a feast.



That night as we were getting ready for bed Diane got a fresh sheet out of storage. I asked, “What’s that for, Honey?”



“I’m sleeping on the couch tonight. Ann wants some one-on-one with you and I’ll be fine on the couch.”



We each tucked her in and then Ann and I went to bed. The bed felt strange with just two of us in it. I gave Ann a massage and lots of foreplay before we joined. As we snuggled together in the after-glow Ann said, “Any other time your hair is just there but after we’ve been loving, like this, your hair tickles.”



“I’m not shaving.”



“Oh, I don’t want you to shave. I know Diane doesn’t want you to shave anything but your face either.”



She shared with me things she had learned at the gathering. Many of them were things to benefit all of us living together in our motor homes and some of what she shared was about what she learned from the women she had met. It was a little difficult to listen to her because every time she moved she was rubbing her wonderful body against mine.



She and Diane had attended a session in Austin and when asked Diane had said they were sisters. Some of the women asked how it was with both of them living with one man. Diane said, “I sleep on his right side. Ann sleeps on his left and we share what’s in the middle.” Ann was surprised that Diane had said it and she was surprised at the reaction from the women in the room. They seemed to like the idea.



“You both get a best friend to share the work, someone to talk to and your man has no chance of ever winning an argument!” One of the women had said.



“Don’t I share in the work? Can’t you talk to me?” I asked.



“She was talking from where she sits. She’s obviously married to a traditional man. He believes the chief jobs of women on the planet are to carry around a pussy for men to use and to open beers for them. You aren’t like that at all. Neither is Jose’.”



“Then what is the benefit that has living like this Ok with you? Sharing is not something most women do well. Men almost never do it well.”



“Most women are in a competition with every other woman. They see that other women want their man. I saw that I could either share and be loved by both of you or I’d probably be alone for the rest of my life. Diane and I had been taking care of each other for a couple of years when you moved to town. When you proposed that we share we both thought it was a great idea. We got to keep loving each other and we got to love you, too.”



She might have said more, but I fell asleep. Ann stayed snuggled against me and when I woke up she was right there. I opened my eyes and she said, “Don’t you agree?”



I said, “Agree?”



She said, “You haven’t been listening to me? What’s the point of talking to you if your not going to listen?”



I opened my mouth to say something. Nothing came out and Ann started laughing. “I waited till you woke up and then accused you of not listening. I’m sorry.”



“Oh, sorry? You should be. I usually wake up wanting to pee, but this morning I really want sex. Would you like sex too?”



“Noisy, monkey sex or gentle, mushy sex? How do you want it, Mister?”



“Cave man sex!” I used my hands and spread her legs as I pinned her between me and the mattress. She resisted and said things like, “Oh please be gentle!” “You’re so strong!” “OH! Are you sure that big thing will fit in there?”



I was sure it would fit. It did fit and I was not gentle. We pumped together for a while and I felt my juices starting to build. I lifted her legs high and pulled completely out of her. I leaned forward and my cock touched her back door. Her eyes opened wide and she whispered, “I want you to have me there. Take me.”



I pushed and slowly entered her. When I was half buried in her ass I pulled back and pushed in again. She looked into my eyes and said, “Fill my ass, Honey!”



I stroked into her as long as I could, feeling her grip on me and seeing the surrender on her face. When the urge to slam in deep and deposit my seed was all there was to do I pushed in as deeply as I could and filled her.



As I started to wilt and my pulse rate started back towards normal Ann pulled me down on her and whispered, “I know I’m strange, but I love having you be my cave man and love feeling you unload back there.”



“You never said anything.”



“My last relationship ended because he thought I was a freak, wanting that. When you went there this morning I wanted to sing!”



At that moment I popped out of her. She grabbed some tissues and as she bounded from the bed she said, “Don’t move a muscle!” Half a minute later she was back and I was cleaned with a warm, wet wash cloth. She got me us and into the tiny shower. She washed me and made sure I was very clean.



When I came out of the shower I stood in the hallway to dry off. Diane and Ann were in the kitchen kissing and cooking breakfast. I walked to them and kissed both good morning.



Diane asked, “Do I get to meet the cave man tonight?” I kissed her and said, “I’ll teach Ann to drive the bus and we can introduce you to the caveman today!”



Ann stepped back and said, “Like I could concentrate on driving with both of you joining right behind me! No, thank you.”



We left Houston just before nine in the morning headed for New Orleans. Both Jose’ and I had been there before. I wanted to spend at least a day or two there. The big attraction for me was food. Three different times during the day I was reminded that we were not in a hurry. As I drove I was pampered by both ladies. I was fed snacks I never touched with my hands. I had a fresh beverage held so a straw was right at my lips often. I was kissed on my neck at least ten times in the seven hour drive. And, whichever wife was sitting shotgun sat with either her shirt open or no shirt.



Kasumi called on the radio just after we left Baton Rouge. “Breaker, breaker. Are we parking in a RV park or a Wal-Mart in New Orleans?”



Ann picked up the mic and said, “An RV place. We want the hook ups.”



Kasumi said, “Lead foot here knows where one is. Ok if you follow us?”



Ann answered, “Sure, you lead we’ll follow, good buddy.”



He passed us and I pulled in behind him. The back wall of his motor home had a mural on it of a bear. I asked Ann to call Kasumi and ask, “Bear, we eatin Cajun food tonight?”



She did just as I asked. Kasumi came back with, “Wear your loose jeans tonight. We’re eating Etoufee!” I think I drove that whole day with a big smile on my face.



New Orleans was two things for us. Food and education. We stayed two days. The first day we walked around and sampled different foods. The second day we attended a school where we took classes in Cajun cooking. When we left New Orleans we had lots of cook books and spices, rubs and things to help us make great Cajun food.



Three days later we were at Disneyworld. Three days of Disneyworld and Kasumi had had enough. We sat together and number two got to pick. Jose’ was number two. He said, “I spent an hour on-line yesterday. We have eight days to get where I want to go. Getting there before next Sunday is even better. I have tickets for all of us to attend a New England Patriots game! We need to be in Massachusetts in eight days!”

I remember my first day at college, I had just moved to Northern Ireland with my parents, needless to say I was scared shitless. “You’ll do great Lucy.” My parents encouraged.



I nervously entered the class room and looked around. The tables were all set up in a big ‘U’ shape around the teachers desk and the whiteboard.



I took a seat on the left side of the room and quietly started unpacking my notepad and pens, and the course text book from my bag. I looked up when I heard the chair next to me pull out. “Hi I’m Roisin,” the girl stated.



“I’m Lucy,” I said smiling. The tutor entered the room then and introduced herself to us all and gave out a sheet that had 5 questions on it.



“Now then what I want you to do is team up with the person next to you and ask them the 5 questions on the sheet,” she explained, “You have 10 minutes to find out all about the other person and then you will be called to the front in pairs to introduce your partner to the class.”



Roisin turned to me and said “shall we be partners?” with an expectant look on her face.



“Yes,” I replied.



I glanced down at the sheet of paper in front of me and studied the questions.



1-Tell us a little about yourself. 2-Have you ever met a famous person. 3-Tell us an interesting fact about yourself. 4-What do you want to do in the future. 5-Tell us about your hobbies.



After discussing the answers to each question, I got to know Roisin quite well and found out she had a wicked sense of humour. I could tell we were going to become great friends.



She was a pretty girl, slender but not too skinny, she had chin length white blonde hair that hung in waves and she had the brightest blue eyes I had ever seen.



I don’t consider myself to be pretty, cute maybe, I have dark brown hair that is shoulder length, and straight, and green eyes which I love. We sat and chatted for 10 minutes learning all we could about each other and taking notes on our sheets.



When our time was up the teacher stood from behind her desk and said, “Okay, who is brave enough to go first?” She moved her eyes around the room studying us each in turn.



I looked at Roisin and she nodded so I raised my hand and said, “We will go first.”



As it was technically my idea to go first I decided I should introduce Roisin to the class before she introduced me. So I cleared my throat and began.



“Hi everyone. I would like to introduce you to Roisin. Roisin is 18 years old, and has lived in Toome since she was two years old. She was born in the Ulster Hospital on 15th June 1987. Roisin has a sister and a brother who are three and five years older than her respectively,” I began.



“When she was younger, she and the rest of her primary school met Julian from UTV which she was very excited about, but now she is embarrassed that she met him.” Roisin started giggling as I said this which in turn made me laugh as well.



“An interesting fact about Roisin is that she can play the flute, the clarinet, the bass guitar and the piano. She loves Irish dancing and has been learning it since she was 5. When she was younger and she was asked what she wanted to do in the future she always said ‘be part of River-dance,” I laughed.



“But now she wants to be a nurse, which is why she is doing childcare, so she can do her nursing degree when she is finished. As for hobbies Roisin loves dancing, obviously, shopping, R+B music and movies.” I finished and looked at Roisin who was smiling encouragingly at me.



“Okay Roisin, it’s your turn to introduce us to your partner.” The teacher prompted.



“Hi there, this is Lucy-Mae. Lucy lived in a town called Leyland until she was 18. Leyland is where a lot of the trucks were made just in case you’re interested. She was born in Chorley Hospital on 24th July 1986, so she is 19. Lucy moved from Leyland to Bellaghy when she left school, she moved with her Mom and Dad as her three sisters are all married.” She started.



“Two of her sisters live here in Magherafelt and one still lives in Leyland. When flying from Leyland to here after a holiday visiting her sister, at the start of the summer, Lucy sat next to one of the boys from the TV show Hollyoaks on the aeroplane. She managed to pluck up the courage to talk to him, and they chatted the whole flight, keeping her cool she didn’t let him see how gorgeous she thought he was.” she started giggling as she explained.



“They exited the plane and went through to baggage, and as Lucy only had hand luggage she said goodbye, exchanging phone numbers with him, and went out in to the arrivals section, she quickly got her phone out and rang her sister back in Leyland as she entered the shop in the terminal “You will not believe who I was sitting next to!!!” she excitedly said to her sister just as he came around the corner to buy a bottle of water grinning from ear to ear as she blushed beet red and ran out the exit.” She was hysterical as she tried to finish the story.



I was bright red again, not my finest hour, I can’t convey how gutted I was when I realised he had heard me after playing it cool the whole flight. Needless to say we never met up again, I was way too embarrassed to face him.



When Roisin had calmed down she continued, “Something interesting about Lucy is that she does a lot of fund-raising for different charities including comic relief and children in need, but on world book day last year she raised money for Macmillan Cancer Care, by dressing as the mad hatter from Alice in wonderland for the whole day, doing all her daily tasks including going to work in the evening!” She paused and looked me in the eyes.



“She is definitely a game girl this one. In the future Lucy would like to own an after school club for primary school aged children, so she plans to do her advanced diploma in childcare and education after finishing these two years of early childhood studies and then do a business management course.” She continued.



“As for hobbies Lucy loves reading, all types of music, I mean ALL types, metal, garage, hip hop everything. As well as that Lucy is a big movie buff.” As she finished she turned expectantly to me and I smiled and told her how well she had done.



“Fantastic girls, I can see you spent the time wisely, getting to know each other properly.” The teacher said. The morning went on and the class went to the front in two’s and introduced each other.



When lunch time came I didn’t want to assume she would want to get lunch together so I got my purse and stood up as she said “So, Lucy, Where are we headed?”



I laughed and breathed a sigh of relief and said, “Where ever you fancy, I’m easy!”



She raised her eye brows and replied, “Hmmm, is that so, I can’t wait to find out!” she giggled loudly and I joined in. Her laugh was so infectious.



We became best friends very quickly and when I passed my driving test I would drive her home even though I basically had to pass my village to get to her house. I never minded as we were such close friends. We went on a couple of double dates together but they were always awful so we didn’t bother again we just went out together, movies and food our regular Wednesday night plan.



One night we went to the cinema to see a new film and I was going to park outside the door but Roisin said, “Park in the car park around the corner, just in case somebody would hit your car if you park it on the road.”



“OK, whatever you say, your so obsessed that someone is going to hit my car,” I replied and drove to the car park.



We watched the film which was a comedy and both loved it. When it had finished we made our way to the front door and can you believe it… it was pouring with rain outside. “Fuck me!” I yelled.



“Only if you ask nicely!” She said as she ran out into the rain, laughing. I ran out after her pulling my keys out of my pocket as I went. I reached the car and opened the door.



We both got into the car and I yelled, “Jesus Christ! I am soaking wet!” My white t-shirt was now see through and you could clearly see my white bra standing out from my skin.



“Hmmm, soaking wet huh?!? sounds good!” She said as she winked at me. I found it hilarious how she could flip everything around to a sexual meaning.



***



Things continued this way for the whole two years we were at college together. I never thought anything of what she said to me when she was teasing me, as far as I knew she was straight as an arrow like me, she had her fair share of boyfriends but as the end of college loomed she found herself single again. I had my own share of heart ache and was also single at this point in my life. By this time she was 20 and I was 21.



“Hey Lucy do you want to be my date for the leavers formal?” She asked me one day. “You know, make a no guy’s pact and just go to the thing together?”



“Yeah, that sounds fun! We’ll raise the roof!” I laughed. “As long as I can wear red… it is my favourite colour!”



We went shopping the following afternoon in Belfast to get our dresses. We tried a few shops and in the end we managed to find a dress to wear. On the Saturday of the formal I drove to her house where I would be leaving my car so we could both drink, and knocked on the door with everything I needed to get ready. The door opened and Roisin stood in a towel obviously just having got out of the shower. She let me in and we went to her bedroom to get ready. I did my hair and make up while she went to put her dress on then I did her hair and went and got dressed while she did her make up.



I came out of the bathroom all ready to go and walked into her bedroom. She looked absolutely stunning, her bronze dress was knee length and had gold beading detail around the top. It came up around the neck like a choker and bared her shoulders. Her hair was down around her shoulder blades, it had grown down her back over the two years we have been friends, but she recently got it cut and tidied up.



She turned around and gasped,looking me up and down she said “Lucy, you look gorgeous!”



“Fuck off! No I don’t!” I replied.



“No, seriously Lucy you look Fucking awesome!!” she asserted gazing up and down my body over and over again.



I blushed and said “Whatever! You look a lot nicer than I do! You look beautiful!” as I shrugged off her compliment. I can never take compliments well.



“You tease me, Miss Bradford! I like it!” she giggled winking at me with those gorgeous blue eyes.



I was wearing a scarlet red strapless dress that reached the floor and was a corset style bodice which made my 38DD breasts look amazing! (I really do love my breasts!) Just because we had a no guy’s pact doesn’t mean I couldn’t try and impress. My hair was hanging down to my shoulders and my make up was minimal, with a shock of red lipstick.



When we got to the venue I went to the bar to get us a drink and Roisin went to freshen up. I decided we needed a kick start to the night so I bought us a shot of absinthe and a vodka sunrise. She met me at the bar and I gave her the shot. “Bottom’s up girl!” I yelled.



“Mmmm maybe later!” she laughed. We counted to three and downed our shots. I coughed. I looked up and Roisin’s eyes were watering as she giggled. “Fuck yeah! That’s what I’m talking about! Right in the words of p!nk ‘let’s get this party started’!” She said as she took her vodka sunrise and proceeded to take me to the empty dance floor.



We danced most of the night only stopping to refill our vodka sunrise every once in a while. I went and requested a song after we had emptied our 5th vodka sunrise. When Pitbull’s ‘hotel room service’ came on the two of us went crazy! We danced back to back and face to face, up close, poppin’ and lockin’ as best we could and then I used her like a pole and gyrated all the way down her body.



Roisin got a glint in her eye as I did this and as I came back up she stepped back as she carried on dancing. I thought maybe I had gone too far and got a little self conscious as I danced but then as Pitbull sang the line ’2 plus 2 I’m gon’ undress you,’ she grabbed my dress at the top in between my breasts and pulled me close then he sang ’3 plus 3 you gon’ undress me,’ she grabbed my hands and put them on her tight ass. The next line said ’4 plus 4 we gon’ freak some more’ she had grabbed my ass by this point pulling us nice and close and started grinding her crotch against mine. I was completely taken aback at first but then she leaned in close to my ear and whispered, “I have been so attracted to you ever since that first day in class.”



When I heard them words and felt her breath tickling my ear I got goosebumps and my whole body started trembling as my breathing grew heavy. She saw my reaction and led me to a really dark corner in the place. I was a little nervous and apprehensive wondering what was going to happen but I was also very curious and excited. She manoeuvred me so I was against the wall and ran her fingers through my hair pulling me closer. When our lips touched I thought I would explode.



She kissed me so gently at first and ran her tongue along my bottom lip so I opened my mouth a little and our tongues touched. It felt amazing, her skin was so soft and she smelled so good with the mix of perfume and her arousal that I started to get very wet. We kissed more passionately for a little while not caring that if anyone came close enough they could see what was happening. I gently stroked my hand up from her hip to her cheek and ran my fingers through her long blonde hair, grabbing a handful tightly, and wound my other hand around her back pulling her closer to me so our bodies made contact and our breasts were touching through our dresses.



She lowered her hand from my hair and ran it along the top of my dress and down under my breast cupping it in her small hand and squeezed it gently. She broke the kiss first and just as breathless as me said, “Come on let’s get out of here.”



I couldn’t hide the excitement in my voice as I said “mmmm, yes, let’s!” we walked out side and she motioned to one of the taxis from the taxi bays she gave him the address and turned back to me and started kissing again the whole way to her apartment which the taxi driver seemed to enjoy, listening to him mmmm and ahhhh the whole drive back.



We arrived at her apartment and paid the driver who said, “any time you girls need a lift just ask for Shane!”



We made our way inside and straight to the bedroom … there was only one way this evening was going and we both wanted it so much.



Once we entered the bedroom she unzipped my dress as we kissed again. My dress slowly slid to the floor and Roisin groaned when she realised I had nothing on underneath it. I didn’t want to ruin the look of the dress with ghastly underwear lines.



“Sweet Jesus, Lucy, I could cum just by looking at you!” Roisin said as she leaned forward and licked around my breast with her soft warm tongue, before licking my nipple and sucking it in to her mouth gently biting on it.



While she was playing with my nipples, twisting and sucking them, I started to unzip her dress, pushing it slowly down her body running my hands down her body as I did so.



She looked so sexy, she was wearing a red lace halter-neck bra and red lace panties, her breasts were perfect 34c size that were beautiful, she was a little shorter than me, without our heels on, at 5’5″ to my 5’6″ and had such a pert butt that I couldn’t stop myself grabbing it and pulling her closer to me.



I ran my hands up her body and back to the clasp of her bra and took it off her slowly. Our tongues were still wrestling as I took her bra off but as soon as her breasts were free I had to taste them. So I lowered my mouth to her nipples and sucked them into my mouth. Her nipples were rock hard as were mine, and when I reached down and took her panties off I realised the crotch was soaking, this turned me on even more causing my own cunt to become dripping wet.



The smell of our arousal was super strong and sexy as fuck. We moved backwards until we hit the bed and tumbled down side by side. Once comfortable we started kissing passionately again, lying facing each other on our sides. I stroked my hand down her body and to her very juicy pussy. She gasped in to my mouth as I stroked her slit.



My nerves had officially vanished by this point and I let my instincts take over as I started rubbing her extremely hard clit. “mmmm Fuck Lucy ooohhh that feels so good!” she moaned.



The smell of the room was intoxicating and I knew what I needed to do next so I moved myself lower down her body kissing and licking her soft skin as I went, and got closer to her pussy. When I finally got down to her pussy and spread her lips I was amazed how perfect she looked! So juicy! She had a small triangle of short blonde hair above her slit and small well defined inner lips.



“mmmm, Please Lucy!” She breathlessly whispered as she lifted her hips slightly bringing her pussy closer to my mouth. I inhaled deeply and leaned in closer, closing the gap between us, and licked from her opening to her clit. She bucked a little as I touched her clit, so I began moving my tongue in little circles around her clit then flicked my tongue over it. It was so hot and I was so horny I had to remind myself to take it slow and not to rush her pleasure. As I have been told by others, it is not about the destination, but the journey you take!



After a few minutes of teasing her clit and tasting her sweet juices I moved my tongue lower towards her hole and pushed my tongue inside her, marvelling at how tight her tunnel was. I started tongue fucking her and she started to writhe around on the bed moaning over and over.



After a few more minutes I removed my tongue from her hole, much to her disappointment, but I quickly replaced it with two fingers. As I finger fucked her I resumed licking and sucking on her hard little clit. I was now so intoxicated by the smell of her sex, I could have stayed licking her forever.



Her moaning and her writhing grew more erratic telling me she was getting close, so I focused on bringing her to an explosive climax. I sucked hard on her clit as I pumped my fingers in and out of her, pleasuring her g-spot as I did so.



“Fuck, Holy fuck, ooohhh, Jesus Christ, mmmm” Roisin yelled as she thrashed on the bed and I hungrily lapped up her juices. I moved back up her body listening to her heavy breathing and watching her breasts raise up and down. I laid down next to her as her breathing started to return to normal. I felt her hand on my stomach stroking me as she moved her mouth to mine and started kissing me again.



“Mmmm I can taste myself on your tongue!” she moaned “It is so sexy! I could literally come again.” She pulled me closer and kissed me again, wrestling her tongue with mine.



She moved her hand along my body as we kissed, twisting my nipples then stroking my stomach as she moved her hand still lower and down to my thighs. She gently stroked higher but kept teasing me by moving her hand so close to my mound but not quite touching it before moving her hand lower down my thigh again, repeating the motion over and over.



By the time her hand made contact with my slit I was dripping wet and practically desperate for her touch. She parted my lips with her fingers and gently stroked from my tight hole to just below my clit, careful not to make contact just yet. I tried lifting my hips to meet her hand but she was too quick and lowered her hand before contact was made.



She moved her mouth from mine and kissed my breasts and sucked on my nipples gently biting them as her slender fingers finally made contact with my now fully engorged clit. “Mmmmmm, Oh fuck, Roisin!” I tried but failed to hold in the moan that escaped my lips.



She began her expert manipulation of my clit … rubbing circles around it and rolling it between her thumb and finger, nipping at it, sending me delirious with pleasure. Her fingers felt so soft against my sensitive clit.

Sunlight streaming into my room woke me up, and the first thing to greet me was a headache. The second was the realization that Mom was no longer lying next to me.



Groaning, I got out of bed and stumbled from my room, head throbbing. In the kitchen I found Mom and Lisa, both sipping cups of coffee. Upon seeing me, Mom rushed to pour me a cup. Rarely had I ever had a hangover, and as usual they are never fun.



“I called in sick today for Lisa and I,” Mom told me. “I don’t think she is up to thinking much right now.” This was met with an agreeing groan from my sister. “I talked with Sarah, too, and she is coming over for dinner. So I need you two to take care of each other, while I go to the store.”



I couldn’t understand how Mom was dealing so well after last night, but as she started to walk away, I noticed she was walking a little stiff, and bow-legged. I hid my smile, as I kissed her on the cheek on her way out.



Lisa helped me drink my coffee, only burning my tongue once when she poured too fast into my mouth. “I’m sorry!” She exclaimed when it happened. “Do you want me to kiss it better?” I readily agreed, and our lips met, and tongues found each others in a dance that Lisa was really getting good at. After only a couple seconds, though, Lisa pulled back with yet another groan. “Ugh. Even kissing hurts. Remind me never to drink again,” she said sourly.



Thankful that I hadn’t drank as much as she had, I felt bad for her as she nursed her hangover.



“So, about what happened yesterday,” Lisa said, and when I didn’t reply after a moment, “with Geo?”



Her tone put me on my guard, but all I said was, “Yes?”



“I don’t think you should get her pregnant. It’s not right. If she wants to get pregnant, then she should have her brother do it, not mine.”



I saw the trap before me. If I agreed with her, I might never get to stick my cock in Geo again, and I had to admit she felt good. Also, Geo might tell our mom, and I still wasn’t sure how I felt about that. On the other hand, if I disagreed with Lisa, it would look like all I was after was sex.



“What if she tells mom, though?” I decided that this was the best tact. I was wrong.



“Let her tell mom! We are both of age, and can move away like John and Geo did. Don’t get me wrong, I love mom, but I love you too, and don’t want you sleeping with someone like HER!” I didn’t know what she meant by that last part. All I could see was everything that I had going for me right now at the risk of crumbling.



“Lisa, be reasonable. Once it is done, we don’t have to worry about it anymore. Things can go back to the way they were.”



“The way they were?” She stormed, and then winced as her own voice hurt her head. “And just what is THAT supposed to mean?” The last question came in a whisper, and was all the more menacing for it. When I couldn’t answer, at a complete loss to even understand what was going through her head, she stomped from the kitchen, headed for her bedroom. I looked down at my cup of coffee, only half-way done, and sighed. Based on our past, I knew to leave her alone when she acted like this. Eventually she would calm down, and seek me out.



I went back to my room to try and sleep off my hangover, only to be awoken by Mom a little bit later.



“I take it you and Lisa had a fight?” She asked, sitting on the edge of my bed. I just nodded in response, thankful it didn’t hurt to do so. “Care to talk about it?”



“No,” I told her, knowing there was no way I could explain it all. “She’ll calm down in time.”



“Your sister wouldn’t tell me either.” Mom said thoughtfully, and I feared she was about to figure things out. “Oh well. What do you think of pork chops for dinner? Sarah said she was bringing someone over, but wouldn’t say who.”



“That sounds fine mom,” I told her, thankful for the change of subject.



“Now I think it is time you had another bath. Too bad your sister is here. We could have some fun, eh boyfriend?” So it was back to boyfriend again, huh? I could live with that, I guess.



Mom filled the tub, and I shimmied out of my shorts; I was still shirtless from last night. The water felt great as Mom helped me slide into it. She started to massage my feet, and remembering where this had led last time, I immediately got hard. Mom’s eyes were drawn to it like a magnet to lodestone, but she only smiled, and kept rubbing my feet. She soon moved up to my calves, then thighs, before switching to my shoulders and neck. Her fingers were like magic, working out kinks I didn’t even realize I had. My back and chest came next, and I was feeling pretty relaxed by the time she had me stand up.



I got up, and eagerly pointed my member at Mom, but she had me turn around, and washed my buttocks. I did slightly jump as her hand slid between my legs, and she began to rub my taint. It was another new and interesting sensation, and again, not unpleasant, as I felt myself growing harder.



Finally she turned me back around, and stopped as she spied how hard I was. I was disappointed that she barely touched me, as she washed my crotch, before turning on the sprayer, and rinsing me off. As soon as all the soap was rinsed, however, Mom quickly dropped back down to her knees, and brought her lips to my throbbing hardon. She kissed the little bit of precum that was already coming out, and then licked her lips. “You seem to taste better every day, hunny.” Then like a woman starved, she swallowed my cock, and I could feel it going down her throat. I couldn’t help but thrust my hips as she sucked my in as deep as she could.



I moaned loudly when I felt her tongue on my balls, while my cock was still buried down her throat. She slapped my behind, and pulled away from me. “Your sister is still home, you have to be quiet.” She whispered fiercely at me.



“As you wish, my beautiful girlfriend,” I said with a smile. Mom returned the smile, but it turned to lust when she looked back at my cock before her.



“Oh, I shouldn’t do this…” She murmured, then stood up, and undid the belt and buttons of her slacks, before dropping them to the floor. Mom double checked the lock, then placed a towel on the floor and had me step onto it. “Your girlfriend needs your thick cock in her, now.” She bent over, and wiggled her lovely ass in my direction. I needed no further urging, and stepped up to her lovely hole. It took me a few tries, but I was slowly getting better at getting it in, without using my hands. As soon as my head slid past her lips, I thrust forward, and easily slid home. Mom had to place her hands on the door for balance as I continued to move in and out of her with force. The same fire I had felt from her loins last night was there, and she felt unbelievable wrapped around my dick.



“Mom? Are you in there?” Lisa’s voice came from the other side of the door.



“Y-yes, dear,” Mom tried to say as I continued to feed her my rod from behind. She tried to wave me to stop, but instead I just changed my motion to slowly pulling out, then slamming it back in. Her eyes rolled back in her head in pleasure.



“I’m going for a drive. I’ll be back later,” Lisa said. Knowing my little sister was on the other side of the door, started to get to me, and I knew I wouldn’t last much longer.



“Okay, d-dear. Drive safe.” Mom was having difficulty thinking, much less talking as I continued my alternating rhythm. We heard Lisa walk away, and mom stood abruptly, pulling away from me. “I can’t believe you did that. What if she caught us?”



“Are you afraid of your daughter catching you with your boyfriend?” I asked with false innocence.



We could hear Lisa drive away, and mom grabbed my cock, unlocked the door, and led me out of the bathroom. “My boyfriend has something I need,” She said as she led me to her bed. I hopped up onto it, and laid down, wondering what treat would come next. To my surprise, Mom went back down on me, licking and sucking up her juices from my cock. Luckily the small break had allowed me to reset, and I was once again safe from cumming anytime soon.



Once all of her juices were cleaned off of me, Mom looked up at me, my cock-head next to her lips. “Does my boyfriend want to try something new?”



“Yes,” I said in wonder, curious what she had in mind. She leaned over to her nightstand and brought out her bottle of strawberry lube. I had a feeling I knew what she had in mind now, and couldn’t wait.



She put some lube on her fingers, then got on her elbows and knees, ass facing me, and shocked me by reaching around behind her, and shoving two fingers in her ass. I could smell her pussy she was so close. For a few seconds, Mom, or rather, ‘My Girlfriend’, fingered her ass, moaning and panting as she did so. “Does my boyfriend like to see me fingering my ass?” She asked, and I tried to gasp yes, but couldn’t get a sound out. This was NOT what I’d expected. She must have understood anyway, for she continued, “What if I use my other hand to rub my clit? Ooh, that feels good. It feels good to have my boyfriend watching me play with myself. It really turns me on… In fact, Ugh, ah, ah, in fact, I’m about… to… CUM!”



Mom’s whole body shook with the force of her orgasm, and I felt like I wanted to as well, from just watching her! When she had finally recovered, her eyes met mine, and I could see that unquenchable lust burning deep with. “I want your cock in me NOW!” She demanded, and swung her legs over me. She positioned herself, and then slowly began to sink back. She was tight; too tight in fact for it to be her pussy. I was fucking my own mother in the ass. I couldn’t believe it.



As soon as I was fully ensconced within her rectum, Mom let out a heavy sigh throwing her head back, and I saw a huge smile split her beautiful lips. “I’ve never had a cock so thick back there. Thank you so–Boyfriend.” She brought her head back down to look me in the eyes again, the lust, if anything, burning brighter. She placed her hands on my chest, and began to rock her hips. Slow at first, but building as she went on. The entire time her eyes were locked on mine, and I couldn’t help but feel how erotic the whole scene was.



“I love you, Mom,” I said, forgetting to call her my girlfriend.



Her eyes flashed dangerously, but then softened. “I guess there is no hiding it. I love you son. I love having your cock in my pussy, I love the taste of your cum,” as mom spoke, she emphasized her words with a violent thrust of her hips, “and I absolutely love the feel of your cock in my ass. I love you son, and I love fucking you. I’m going to hell, but this is heaven with you inside me where you belong.” She was working herself up to a crescendo, thrusting her hips, biting her lips, and all the while keeping her eyes locked on mine.



This was nothing like when I’d fucked Jenny in the ass. This was good. This was loving and tender. Not manipulative and punishing as it had been then.



“I’m coming close mom,” I whispered, and she only nodded as she picked up the pace even more. My balls tightened, and Mom screamed as I started to shoot my load deep into her bowels. Mom dropped down, and began kissing me with more passion than I have ever been kissed with to date. Our tongues and bodies melded into one as we both reached the pinnacles of our climaxes.



Mom was the first to recover, and got up and grabbed some tissues. She began to clean me up, and I was embarrassed as I giggled when she cleaned my over-sensitive head. When she was done, we kissed again, tender and loving this time, and it felt good just to be with her.



Mom was the one to break the spell. “We’d better get dressed before your sister gets back.”



Soon we were both on the couch, Mom’s arms around me, and we were watching TV again. I must have dozed off, because I awoke when Mom got up to start making dinner. I heard her on the phone, arguing with someone a few moments later, and then she came into the family room, pissed off.



“Your sister is staying at a friend’s house.” My heart stopped. Lisa must have told Mom, and Mom must have sent her away to keep us apart. I was screwed. “It seems that whatever you two fought about, she is still angry, and won’t come home.” I couldn’t stop my sigh of relief, but thankfully, Mom didn’t notice.



“She’ll come home when she has calmed down. Is there anything I can do to help with dinner?” I tried changing the subject. Mom looked at me with a look that told me she knew what I was doing, but wasn’t going to push it.



“Hunny, if you could help with dinner, there wouldn’t be much reason for us to be taking care of you.” She gave me a quick peck on the cheek, and went back to cooking.



Around 5 o’clock, the doorbell rang, and I went to see who it was. My jaw about hit the floor, as I opened the door. It was my apartment manager, but then again, it wasn’t. Her bleach blonde hair was down to her shoulders (freed from her tight bun), and it was obvious she had spent some time curling it here and there. She was even wearing make-up, which I had never seen before. Instead of her ultra conservative attire, she wore a deep v-neck shirt, which showed her amply bosom to great effect. She also had on a knee length skirt, showing some smooth, white, well-toned calves. In short, she was stunning.



Beside her stood a younger version of Sarah, only her hair was dark brown, and her chest wasn’t nearly as large as Sarah’s. She looked to be just a little older than me. She was wearing a summer dress, which hugged her features nicely.



It took me a moment to work moisture enough in my mouth to invite them in. I stumbled as I led them to the family room, when I remembered the story Mom had told me. My dad was a lucky man to have slept with not only Mom, but this woman too.



The younger woman was introduced as Faith, and she greeted Mom and me graciously. Mom looked at Faith for a few moments, before turning to me, “Hunny, why don’t you show Faith around, while Sarah and I talk?”



Knowing that Mom was just trying to get rid of me so she could talk in private, I led Faith away, giving her a tour of the house. She was quiet the whole time, but smiled often as I spoke. I found myself easily flirting with her, trying to get her to show more of her dazzling white teeth behind those smiles.



“So what did you do for a living, before your accident,” she asked me at one point.



“You mean you didn’t look up my file before coming over?” I asked teasingly, and was rewarded with her beautifully blushing. “Well, I get a monthly stipend from my dad’s death, that pretty much pays the bills, but I have been going to school, and do some computer programming on the side.” I sighed, as I looked at my arms. “Kinda hard to do that now, with these.”



She lightly placed her hand on my cast, and I saw that her nails were painted blue. I wished I could feel her touch through the cast. “I’m so sorry this happened to you. I was the one who watched your ex as she moved out. Sorry I couldn’t stop her from breaking the lamp.”



She had been the one…? “But I was told that she was physically ejected when she did that. I mean no offense, but I’ve felt her hits, and she was no weakling. I hope she didn’t give you too much trouble.”



Faith grimaced, and removed her hand. “Why do men always say ‘I mean no offense’, and then say something offensive?” I began to wrack my brain as to how to rectify my mistake, when she broke out laughing. “You are too easy! I’m messing with you. Let’s just say I have lots of extensive martial arts training. My dad was a martial arts instructor.”



“Was?” I asked, before I could stop myself.



She became somber for a moment. “He died a couple years ago, of a heart attack. Healthiest man I ever knew and it still got him.”



“I’m sorry. Losing a parent is never easy,” I say, feeling like a fool. Her smile quickly returns, and I begin to sense that she is a generally happy person.



“Dinner’s ready,” I hear from upstairs, and I follow faith up, admiring her tight ass in her summer dress. She turns and sees me staring, but only smiles as she keeps going, giving it a little shake for my benefit.



Mom sits next to me at the table, Sarah and Faith across from us. I am embarrassed to have Faith, much less her sexy mother, watch me get fed, but it is either that, or go hungry. Sarah pulls out a glass of champagne, and mom eyes it wearily. “You know what that stuff does to me,” she says. Sarah ignores her and pours a glass anyway. She then looks to Faith and I, pours one for Faith then asks if I would like one.



I’ve never had champagne before, and considering mom let me drink last night, I see no reason not to tonight. I take a sip when she hands it to me, and think it tastes like cat piss, but smile and nod graciously.



Dinner was fantastic, which it always is whenever Mom cooks. Afterwards we all retired to the family room. I noticed that Sarah grabbed the champagne bottle, and she and Mom were getting pretty toasted. I took little sips from mine, finding that I was getting used to the taste, but still not enjoying it much. We all laughed and joked, till late. When Sarah got up to drive home, she fell back again, immediately. My mom tried to help, but she was too inebriated as well.



“You can’t drive home like that,” I said, noticing a slight slur to my own words. “How are you feeling, Faith?”



She looked at me for a moment, and I swear her eyes scanned my body, before she answered. “I don’t think it is a good idea for any of us to drive. Mrs. Dickens, would it be alright if we stayed the night?”



Mom looked hungrily at me for a moment, and I knew what she was thinking. If they stayed the night, she wouldn’t be able to have my cock inside her, but there really was little choice.



“I’ve already told you, Faith, call me Diane. No need to be so formal here. Yes, please stay the night. Since my daughter decided to stay out, you can have her room.” She turned to look at Sarah. “I am afraid you will have to sleep in my bed.” There seemed to be a different twinkle in Mom’s eyes as she looked at Sarah, and I guessed she was probably remembering past experiences with the other woman.



By the twinkle in Sarah’s eyes, so did she.



I showed Faith to Lisa’s room, while Sarah and Mom retired to her room.



“You know what they are going to do up there tonight, right?” Faith surprised me by asking.



I laughed a little. “Yeah, the wall between our rooms is pretty thin. I’m sure I’ll hear it pretty well.”



“Your mom is hot. I can’t blame mine for getting her drunk.” I don’t know what to say, and just keep quiet.



We sit in silence for a bit, and when I turn to go, I feel a slight touch on my side, stopping me. I turn to see Faith biting her lower lip, nervously. “May I come up and listen, too?” At first I am taken aback, but then figure, why not?



I try to give her my most winning smile, “I would be honored,” I told her. Faith follows me up the stairs, and this time I look back to see her admiring my ass. I give it a wiggle for her, and we both laugh.



As we approach my room, we can already hear moans of pleasure, emanating from Mom’s room. As we pass by Mom’s door, we notice that it was left ajar. I tried to keep going, but noticed that Faith had stopped to look inside. I knew she couldn’t see anything, because there was a sitting room before you entered her room proper. I just waited for Faith to join me. Instead, she dropped down on her hands and knees, and crawled into the room.



I tried to hiss for her to stop, but either she couldn’t hear me, or she ignored me. I tried to chase after her, and when I got to the now wide open door, I saw her sitting on the floor, peaking around the corner into the main bedroom. I dropped to me knees, unable to crawl with my arms in their cursed casts, and shuffled over to Faith.



“Oh, yes! Lick that pussy, Sarah! Make my cream all over your face!” The sounds of sex were much louder now that we were in the room.

This is the sixth installment of the Kentucky Woman series. In this episode, Frank travels to Kay’s hometown of Mittown, Kentucky where he is introduced to some of the secrets of small town USA.



1



I saw her as soon as I got off the plane ramp. She was tan, radiant, and smiling broadly as she saw me. Her long dark hair was flowing over her shoulders and down her back. She wore a loose blouse that still could not hide her big breasts, while her jeans hugged her voluptuous hips and high round ass. The sight of her immediately sent a tingle through my body.



We embraced and kissed. “You don’t know how happy I am right now, Frank, having your arms around me again.” she said, keeping her green eyes on mine.



“Honey, the feeling is absolutely mutual,” I said, kissing her once more.



We let the embrace linger a bit and then she steered me out of the terminal toward where she had parked her car.



The drive was almost an hour to her house. On the way we passed those fabled fields of blue grass. Coming from the city, the lush greenery was so dense it almost hurt my eyes. She saw me staring at the scenery. “Welcome to Mittown County,” she said.



“It’s beautiful,” I replied.



“Yes it is,” she said with a nod.



We came to her driveway, a long, wooded dirt road and to her house. Her property was surrounded by mostly woods with just the peek of a neighboring home. Her house was a 1970′s constructed Cape. The deep bark of a big dog welcomed us as we drove up.



“That’s just Wolf,” Kay said. “I told you about him.”



And then the dog was upon us. A huge Sheppard Rottweiler mix with big teeth bared was right up at my door.



“Don’t mind him. He’ll soon know you’re friend, not foe.”



“You sure?” I asked Kay tentatively.



“Absolutely.”



With that she got out of the car and went to the big dog. He wagged his tail at her as he kept glancing back at me, still nervously sitting in the car. Kay took him by his collar and hugged him, whispering into his ear.



“You can get out now,” she said.



I opened the door and the dog, though eying me, no longer had its teeth bared.



“It’s okay, Wolf, he’s a friend,” Kay cooed to him. “Give me your hand,” she said to me.



I did as told. She squeezed it and then brought me closer, hugging me.



“See, baby,” she said to the dog.



And like her own child, the dog nudged playfully between us.



“It’s okay now,” she said.



I held out my hand, palm up, and looked at Wolf with a smile. Kay released her hold on his collar and he came slowly to my hand where I could rub under his chin.



“Good, now that we’re all friends,” she said. “Let’s go inside.”



I grabbed my suitcase and followed Kay into her spacious house. It was airy with many windows facing the woods. Through the kitchen I could see the big pool, blue and looking very inviting on this hot afternoon.



“Want to swim?” Kay asked.



“You read my mind,” I said.



“Let’s get changed then. Come. I’ll take you upstairs.”



I followed her to her bedroom. She kissed me again. “I’m so happy you are here, Frank.” She said again. “You get into your suit. I want to go get some food ready and then I’ll join you.”



I changed into my bathing suit and went out to the pool, not wasting anytime getting wet. The water was warm, but the swim was refreshing after the flight and drive. I splashed around a bit and then saw her coming out of the kitchen and down to the pool.



She had on a white bikini, the top not revealing much of her breasts while the bottoms cut to a miniscule V, exposing her hips and endless tan legs. She had put up her hair and was wearing platform sandals. The sight of her was mind boggling.



I got out of the pool, dripping, and staring dumfounded at her. “Damn, baby, no wonder that poor boy couldn’t control himself when he saw you. Is this what you wore?”



“Something like this, but in black,” she said and smiled shyly. “But stop, Frank, I’m still not quite good with what happened with Brock, despite what we talked about.”



“Yeah, but Kay,” I said, looking her up and down again. “He will never forget you and I mean that in a good way.”



“I hope you’re right,” she said. “How’s the water?”



“Fantastic,” I said. “You going in?”



Before she could answer, we heard Wolf bark loudly. He was barking in the direction of the neighbor’s house.



“What’s he riled up about?” I asked.



Kay looked past me toward the woods and the sliver we could see of the neighbor’s house. “Oh, it’s probably Mr. Perry on his deck trying to catch a peek.”



I grinned. “Ahhh, smart man,” I said. “But the dog gives him away, huh.”



“Always,” Kay said. “As soon as I hear Wolf and I’m out here sunbathing, I know Mr. Perry has come out to watch.”



“Do you give him a show,” I asked.



She shook her head. “No, you know I’m not like that, Frank,” she said, blushing slightly.



“Uh huh,” I said. “You’re not, but I am. Maybe we should give him a show he won’t ever forget.” I took her in my arms and pulled her too me, turning her to face where Mr. Perry was probably watching. I kissed her on her neck. “What do you say?”



“Mmmm, Frank, I want you. But here? Wolf won’t stop barking.”



“Can you bring him inside?”



“I guess I can,” she said somewhat hesitantly.



I rubbed my hands down her sides and kissed her again on her neck. “Let’s do it. I can’t think of a better way to start my vacation here with you.”



“Ummm, since you put it that way.” She turned and kissed me and then went to fetch her dog.



She came back a few moments later and I took her in my arms again, turning her to face where the voyeuristic Mr. Perry was undoubtedly watching. My hands were on her belly as I kissed her on her neck. She pushed back into me. “Oh god, Frank. Now I couldn’t care less whose watching. I’ve wanted this again for so long.”



I teased her ear with my tongue and whispered. “I can’t lie. I’ve stroked it more than a few times with you on my mind.”



“Mmmm I love hearing you say that, Frank. You make me feel so special.”



“Because you are,” I said, my hands moving to her breasts, still barely covered by her skimpy top. I pulled the top down so I could finger her nipples. She moaned loudly. “There’s no doubt Perry can see these beauties,” I said, my hands cupping under her full round breasts. I pushed them up a bit. “Why don’t you show him how you can suck on your own nipples.”



She did what I said, her tongue swirling over her nipple as I held her breast to her mouth. As she lapped at her nipple, her hand wandered to my shorts. She squeezed, feeling how thick I was already and groaned loudly again.



One of my hands wandered lower now, pushing down her bottoms. Her normally thick dark thatch was now just a thin bikini line. “I had to, Frank,” she said. “There’s no way these suits would hide my hair otherwise. I hope you don’t mind.”



I shook my head. “Not at all. Change makes it even more thrilling.”



She laughed and squeezed my cock again and then turned in my arms.



“Let’s show old Perry how good I can suck a cock,” she said wickedly as she sunk to her knees in the grass, pulling my shorts down in one motion. “Mmmm, my baby,” she purred as she stroked and licked around my shaft lovingly, holding it to her cheek and face.



I looked down at her. She glanced back up at me as her tongue flicked at my cock head. And then she began to work it in her mouth. The sight of her on my cock was beautiful and I told her so. My words made her hum on it more and suck harder. My hands were in her hair, on her head, guiding her as she filled her mouth with my thickness. She gripped my butt with her hands as she bobbed and sucked heartily on me before pulling out to take a breath and move her tongue to my balls. She licked and sucked them gently while using both hands to work my shaft. What she could do with her tongue and hands was pure magic.



She fluttered her tongue lower and dapped at my ass crack before slithering it back to my balls and then again up to my cock. She took it deep in her mouth again and sucked and bobbed rapidly on it while one of her hands traveled between her legs. I normally can pretty much control how and when I cum, but what she was doing was making me lose that control.



I gripped her by her hair and tried to pull out of her mouth, but her lips held tight around my cock, groaning and shaking her head, not wanting to give it up. Finally, I pulled it out, my hand still on her head. “No, Frank. I need your cum!” she wailed while trying to get my cock back into her mouth.



“You’ll get as much of it as you need, baby,” I said. “But I want to fuck you. To cum in you.”



“Mmmmm, yes, baby. Fuck me!” she said breathily as she turned onto her back, raising and spreading her legs. I took her legs to my chest and rubbed my cock over her glistening mound. “Put it in me, Frank! I want it now! I need it now!” Whatever trepidation she had earlier was totally gone,



I spread her pussy with my thick cock quickly and she moaned in pleasure, her body shaking almost instantly in a violent orgasm. I kept my cock deep in her as she convulsed on it and when her orgasm subsided I pulled it almost all the way out and then slammed it back in again. As I thrust my hips in and out of her, she began to thrash beneath me once more. Her green eyes were glazed as they stared at me and her tongue swirled over her own lips. She wrapped her legs tight around my back as I slammed in harder and harder while she pushed up to me to meet each of my hard thrusts until I could hold back no more and drained my cum deep into her.



“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh, goddddddddddddddd!”she screamed as her body shook with another orgasm.



Both of us were panting and sweating in the hot sun. Kay’s back and butt were covered with grass and dirt. I pulled her to me and kissed her hard. She shot her tongue in my mouth and moaned into it, catching her breath with mine.



After we caught our breaths, with a smirk, I said, “I think we gave one to Mr. Perry for the ages.”



She laughed. “Oh, he might get quite an eyeful this next week,” she said.



“Lucky dude,” I said.



She shook her head. “Naaaw, we’re the lucky ones.”



And I couldn’t agree more.



We cleaned off in the pool and spent the rest of the afternoon just lounging, napping in the sun, sipping beer for me and wine for Kay. Dinner was a delicious slow roasted rotisserie chicken on her grill along with local corn and salad. We ate in our bathing suits outside and when it got dark, Kay turned the lights on in the pool.



“Now that’s what I like,” I said, admiring the deep blue glow coming from the pool.



“Nice isn’t it? I love taking swims in the night after work. It really relaxes me,” she said.



“I’m sure it does,” I said. “Shall we relax some now?”



She smiled at me, reached around and untied her bikini top. “Yes, but we don’t need these to relax.”



“I like your thinking, Kay,” I said, standing and sliding off my suit.



She glanced at my flaccid, long cock and licked her lips as she wiggled out of those scant bottoms.



We frolicked in the pool awhile, teasing each other in the warm water before I cornered her and pressed my body against her, kissing her hungrily. Just as she was getting into the kiss, I pulled away and hopped out of the pool.



“Hey, sexy, where you going?”



I didn’t answer her. I grabbed one of her plush towels and spread it over the edge of the pool and then jumped back in. I took her hand and brought her to the towel and lifted her up to the edge of the pool.



“Hmmm, what might you have in mind?” she asked, a twinkle in her green eyes.



“We never did get to dessert, Kay, and I’m craving something sweet,” I said, a grin on my face.



“Oh are you?” she replied.



“Uh huh,” I nodded and spread her legs with my hands as I moved between them with my head. Kissing at the tip of her bikini trim and wiggling my tongue lower to her clit where I mashed my tongue onto it.



“Mmmmm, my sexy lover,” she purred and stroked my hair with her nails.



Using my fingers in her and my tongue on her clit, she began to moan and arch back onto the towel. I took her clit in my mouth and sucked and gnawed gently on it as she groaned and played with her breasts. Taking my fingers out of her pussy, I moved my tongue into her, curling it and flicking fast inside her. As I feasted on her greedily, her loud moans echoed in the quiet of the night. I felt her squeeze and push at my head as her body tensed and then she gushed from her pussy, cumming hard on my tongue.



I hopped out of the pool and positioned her away from the edge. My cock was thickly engorged and as she lay there, she followed it and me with her eyes, biting her lower lip.



“Turn over,” I said.



She immediately obeyed, getting on her hands and knees and raising her rounded butt. I gripped her by her ass cheeks and she cooed. I teased my cock over her ass and crack and she let out a small yelp. Moving it further down, I eased my thickness into her pussy as she exhaled a throaty wail.



Holding onto her hips and ass, I began to pound into her from behind. “Ohhhhhhh! Yes, baby, fuck me hard!” she cried, her head buried into the towel.



I moved in and out of her, slamming into her to my balls until, feeling the cum rising up my loins, I held my cock deep into her, exploding inside her as she gripped me with her cunt muscles.



I slid my cock out of her and she groaned, collapsing onto her belly. I slid on top of her and kissed the back of her neck. She turned her head to me with a smile. “I think I can get very used to this,” she said.



We swam a little more and then, both of us exhausted, went up to bed where we almost immediately passed out. I slept as well as I had in a very long time and was awoken at day break by the feel of Kay’s tongue circling my cock. I peered at her with sleepy eyes. “You just lay there now and let me do this,” she said. “It’s our tradition.”



“Mmmmm hmmm,” was all I could respond with.



It wasn’t long before her tongue, lips and hands had me thick and hard and that’s when she really went to work. She was sucking deep on me, licking me up and down, playing with my balls, worshipping and loving my cock like no other until I could hold back no longer and shot my wad down her throat. She swallowed eagerly, taking all of it and continuing to suck and lick me until she was sure she had it all.



When she pulled off my cock, she slid back up to me. I held her close. “I love your cum,” she whispered. I stroked her hair and cheek and within minutes, both of us fell back to sleep.



2



We relaxed most of the next day. She took me out and drove around the area. I could see how she was torn about living where she did. Sure it was quiet; small town living, but it was magnificently beautiful as well.



That night we were invited to a dinner party given by her best friend, Pamela. I was reluctant to go, wanting really just to spend the night and all my time in Kentucky with Kay alone. But Pamela was, as Kay had told me, her closest friend in the world; someone who she loved and trusted like a sister. Someone who was there for her when she lost Gregory when there was no one else to comfort her and get her through those very difficult times. Kay had told her about me and she was very anxious to meet me.



Her house was even larger than Kay’s. Apparently, her ex-husband was a wealthy businessman and had left her the house. “Yes, but she’s not snooty at all,” Kay said as we drove up to the estate. “She’s got all the money in the world, but she’s real down home. Maybe that’s why we’re such good friends.”



Pamela greeted us at the door. She was a petite and pretty with short blonde hair, her skin tanned golden brown, blue eyes, and, from the short, tight dress she was wearing, I noticed her nicely rounded ass and muscular, defined legs. A body, I later found out, formed by years of tennis. She smiled broadly at me and held out her hand. “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you, Frank,” she said.



I squeezed her hand. “The pleasure is mine,” I said. “Thanks for inviting us tonight.”



“Are you kidding,” she said. “I’ve heard so much about you, Frank. I’ve been dying to meet you.”



“I hope you’ve heard only good things,” I joked.



“Oh yessss, Kay has nothing but very good things to say about you, you can be assured of that,’ Pamela said as she looked at Kay. “And she wasn’t lying. You are quite handsome.”



“Isn’t he though,” Kay said, looking at me with a smile.



“I guess that’s unanimous,” I cracked and they all laughed.



As we walked into the grand entranceway, another woman, accompanied by a tall, thin, fair-skinned man greeted us.



“Frank,” Pamela said, indicating the couple. “This is my daughter, Becca, and her fiancé, Mitch.”



She was also slender, taller than her mother, but with the same, athletic body. Blonde, like her mother, but her hair was much longer and loose down to her mid back. Still, the resemblance was more than obvious. “Nice to meet you Becca. And you too, Mitch.”



“Becca goes to law school in Boston,” Pamela said. “And Mitch works for the county District Attorney. They’re to be married when Pamela graduates next spring.”



“How nice. Two lawyers. Always good to have one in the family,” I joked and everyone laughed, though I could feel eyes on me and I wasn’t sure if that was good or bad.



After the introductions were made, we had cocktails outside on Pamela’s large deck and then dinner in her formal living room. The grilling was relentless and Kay occasionally squeezed my thigh to indicate she had my sympathy. After dinner we had drinks in the living room and a few times, Kay and Pamela would escape together where I knew Pamela was giving Kay her assessment of me.



“How’d I do?” I whispered to Kay when she returned.



“Hush,” she said, slapping at my hand. “We’ll talk later.”



And in the car on the way back to Kay’s, she told me how much Pamela liked me. “She thought you were irresistibly charming. She even compared you to her favorite actor, George Clooney.”



“Clooney! That is high praise.”



“Absolutely. And you do know he is from Kentucky, don’t you?”



“I didn’t know that.”



“So you’re in with my best friend, Frank, but I had no doubts that you wouldn’t be.”



“Well now I’m very relieved. She seems like a down to earth person despite having so much,” I said.



“She really is. We wouldn’t be friends if she wasn’t.”



“Her daughter seems very vivacious; a real go getter, but to be honest, I can’t say the same about Mitch.”



“Yes I know. It does seem like an odd match, but not if you know, Becca. She knows with Mitch, she’ll get anything she wants.”



“Ahhh, so she’s like that,” I said



“Yes, much different than her mother,” Kay said and then went silent.



“Anything wrong?” I asked her as I pulled her car into her driveway.



She shook her head. “No, just thinking.”



“About?”



“Hmmmm, we’ll talk about it later,” she said as she got out of the car.



“Now I’m curious. Why later?” I asked as I walked to her side.



She put her arms around me and looked into my eyes with her sexy, green eyes. “Because, first we need to go inside, get undressed, so you can fuck me silly.” She smiled and then kissed me.



“Okay, If you put it that way, I guess I can wait,” I joked.



She was voracious that night. Wanting as much as I could give her and more. Even though I was tired after all that food and wine, we went at it for more than two hours. She was relentless, moving with me at full throttle. Breathing heavily, she went from one position to the next, demanding more and more until, after taking her in almost every imaginable position, she got on her belly, raised her butt, and spread her ass cheeks for me, something she never did before. I obliged willingly and she screamed loud and long as we both came hard.



When we finally caught our respective breaths, I said, “Wow, what brought that on, baby?”

She was curled into me, playing with my chest hair. “I just love you so much, Frank,” she said.



I kissed her head and stroked her hair.



She was quiet again until she picked her head up and looked at me.



“Frank, would you do something for me? Something really special.”



“You know I will,” I said, continuing to stroke her thick hair. “Whatever you want.”



She nodded. “But this is a little unusual. Maybe even a little kinky.”



I smiled. “I can handle unusual,” I said. “And kinky? Well kinky’s never scared me off, you know that.”



She kept her eyes on me. “Kinky like having you sleep with my best friend?”



It took a moment to register.



“You want me to…to fuck Pamela.”



She nodded. “I do, Frank,” she said seriously. “She’s so lonely and she sleeps around with a lot of creeps who just don’t treat her right. I want her to experience you. I want her to feel some of the pleasures I’ve been feeling. Despite all she has, it hasn’t been easy for her. She’s…”



“What?”



“Just like I said, despite getting plenty of attention from men, she’s really very lonely. There’s a void in her life and maybe you can help her forget it, if only for a short time.”



I didn’t know what to say. It was an unusual request and one I truly didn’t expect from Kay.



“Have you asked Pamela if this might be something she would want.”



“No, but….”



“Kay, how can you presume she would sleep with her best friend’s man?”



“Sweetie, I know my friend. And I know the way she talked about you and looked at you. I bet she’s at home now all wet just thinking about you. Of course she would never say anything like that or be crude or anything, but I know her.”



“You might be risking your friendship by bringing this up. She might take it the wrong way.”



“Let me worry about that,” Kay said. “So you’ll do it?”



“If it’s what you want…and Pamela agrees, I’ll do it, but I don’t know how you’ll get her to agree to it.”



“You leave that to me,” Kay said and kissed me hard. “Now I need to get to sleep so I can…well…you know…wake you up the proper way.”



“Mmmmm, I’ll have pleasant dreams thinking of it.”



Kay didn’t talk much more about what she had in mind the following days after. The holiday was coming up and she had planned a Fourth of July party at her house for colleagues at work and their families. I helped her with the preparations; buying hot dogs, hamburgers, rolls and all the condiments along with watermelon, corn on the cob, salad, and cole slaw.



When we were at the supermarket, Kay said, almost matter of factly, “Oh, and Pamela’s coming.”



“Oh?” I looked at her.



“She’s volunteered to help you with the grilling,” she said, giving me a knowing smile.



“She did, huh,” I said, still curious about whether Kay discussed what we talked about the other night with her friend. “Anything else she volunteer to do?”



Kay squeezed my hand. “She’s a little nervous about it,” she said. “She’s just not sure…yet. But I want you to be very nice to her. Make her…less nervous, if you know what I mean.”



“Whatever you want, honey,” I said, smiling at the beautiful and big hearted Kentucky woman by my side.



The Fourth of July was a hot, sticky day and perfect for the pool. Kay’s co-workers seemed like a friendly bunch and really cared for Kay. There were many children, lots of activity in the pool, but I stuck mostly by the grill cooking off what seemed like an endless supply of hamburgers and hot dogs while Kay, who refrained from swimming or appearing in one of those eye catching bikinis, moved among the crowd, making sure everyone got what they want and serving as the perfect hostess.



Pamela arrived well into the afternoon dressed in khaki shorts and a loose halter top. I could tell she was nervous as she immediately helped herself to a glass of wine.



“Bout time you showed up,” I said, kiddingly. “I thought I’d never get a break here.”



“Well I’m here to help you, Frank,” she said. “I know how to cook a hot dog.”



“I’m sure you are proficient in many things, Pamela,” I said, smiling at her lewdly and making her blush a deep red. “So I will leave the barbecue utensils in your lovely and capable hands while I cool off with a swim.”



With that, I pulled off my shirt. Pamela was staring mutely at my chest. Finally she stammered, “You…go ahead, Frank. I’ve got this.”



After my swim, I returned to the grill station and both Pamela and I worked as a team to feed Kay’s hungry co-workers. The wine and my easy flirting with her seemed to loosen Pamela up and she was more at ease with me. Once it got dark, Kay gave everyone sparklers and we lit them in honor of the Fourth of July. The guests began to leave after that until, finally, just Kay, Pamela and I remained.



The mosquitoes were biting in the humid night air and we all went inside. Pamela helped Kay clean up whatever was left to clean up and then both women came into the living room and sat on the sofa together. I got up from the leather reading chair and sat on the other side of Pamela.



“Great party, honey,” I said to Kay. “And I thank your friend here for bailing me out more than a few times when I was burning some burgers.”



“Awww, you did fine, Frank,” Pamela said, her hand grazing my leg. “He’s very impressive for a Yankee, Kay,” she teased.



“Uh huh, impressive is the right word, sweetie,” Kay said to her friend.



With that pronouncement there was strained silence between us until Kay finally spoke up.



“Pamela, I don’t want to force you to do anything you don’t want. But you are my best, dearest friend and I want what I think is best for you. I want you to be happy. To feel good. You deserve that.”



She squirmed a little next to us. “I know you do, Kay. It just….just feels awkward and strange that my best friend would offer her man for….you know.”



I reached out to caress Pamela’s hair and the back of her neck. She let out a very low purr as I did so. “I would like very much to do this, Pamela, if you wanted. It would be an honor and a privilege.”



She turned to look at me. “Really?”



I nodded, my eyes looking at Kay who smiled and nodded back to me.



I moved my hand to Pamela’s bare thigh and pressed on it lightly. “God, this is…” She covered her eyes in embarrassment.



With that, Kay hugged her friend. “It’s okay, sweetie. Let it go. This is for you. With my deepest blessing.”



Pamela let out a loud sigh and then looked at me. “Okay, you, you’ll be nice?”



“He better be,” Kay said.



“Now the pressure is on,” I said, trying to lighten the mood. I stood up and held my hand out to Pamela. “Come,” I said.



She looked up at me and then took my hand. I pulled her up. Kay got up too. “Do you want me there with you, sweetie?” she asked her friend.



She shook her head. “No, that would be too weird.”



“Whatever makes you most comfortable,” Kay said. “If you need me at anytime, I’ll be down here.” And with that she kissed her friend on the cheek and I led her upstairs to Kay’s bedroom.



She was still visibly nervous when I closed the door behind her. I took her by her chin and brought her lips to mine. “You’re a beautiful woman, Pamela,” I said as I kissed her gently. “And a fabulous friend to Kay.”



She kissed me back. “She’s the best, Frank,” she said. “You are very lucky to have her.”



“Believe me, I’m very aware of that,” I said and then took off my shirt. She bit her lower lip as she stared at my hard hairy chest. “Something interest you?” I asked with a sly grin.



“Uh huh, I love a man with a hairy chest,” she said. She moved closer to me and grazed her long red lacquered nails over it, her eyes roaming over my chest.



While she played with my chest, I moved my hands behind her and then down to grip her firm, round ass. “And I’ve had my eyes on these since I’ve met you,” I said, squeezing her ass cheeks.



“Mmmm, that feels good, Frank,” she said and then bent to kiss between my pectorals. She rubbed her nose in the hair, purring and kissing lightly until she came to one of my nipples, and flicked her tongue on it. I squeezed her ass cheeks harder and then moved to take her hand in mine. I brought it to my chest and down my abs and then to the thickening girth in my pants. She purred into my chest as she groped at my crotch.



I pulled away from her and made a show of sliding off my shorts, teasing my briefs down a little at a time to reveal my thick tuft of dark hair and then my cock. She watched breathlessly as I did it and when my cock was revealed, she let out a low moan. “My god, Frank. I…I don’t know.”



“What don’t you know, Pamela,” I asked as my hand circled the girth of my cock.



“It’s so…thick. How does Kay…”



“Oh, she has her ways,” I grinned.



“She must. I…I just hope I can take it.”



“Wanna try?” I smiled.



She nodded eagerly and bit her lower lip. “I can’t wait to.”



“Why don’t you get undressed for me, Pamela.”



She nodded again. “But do you mind if I undress in the bathroom and you lower the lights?”



I shrugged. “Whatever you are comfortable with.”



She went into the bathroom. I turned off all the lights exceptthe dim bedside light. She came out a few moments later; her hands were crossed over her breasts. I was sitting up on the bed looking at her. As she came closer, she took her hands off her breasts. I immediately noticed that one of her breasts was oddly shaped and somewhat larger than the other. She saw what I was looking at. “You’re staring at it,” she said.



I looked at her, not knowing what she was talking about.



“Didn’t Kay tell you?”



“Tell me what, Pamela.”



“I had breast cancer and lost a breast. This was the best the plastic surgeon could do,” she said, indicating the misshapen one. “I know, it’s a turn off. I understand if…”



Before she could continue I took her in my arms and kissed her hard. “Shut up,” I said. And then kissed her again, my tongue in her mouth. She immediately responded with passion, her tongue finding mine as she moaned into my mouth.



My hands went to both her breasts, caressing them as she moaned again. My fingers found her nipples, I tweaked and rubbed them both and then turned her onto her back on the bed.



I kissed at her neck and then to her breasts. She arched back and my mouth went to the disfigured one, my tongue swirling around the areola and then taking all of it into my mouth. “Oh, Frank,” she whimpered, her hands in my hair, cradling me to it.



I kissed and tongued both her nipples, moving back and forth between them for what seemed like hours. “So good…so good…” she cooed.



My hand wandered between her legs. She was soaked and I trailed my tongue down her flat belly, through a thin patch of light brown hair, to the essence between her thighs. I looked at her as I moved my hands down under her ass cheeks and jerked her legs up and over my shoulders, pulling her pussy to my mouth.



“Goddddd!” she moaned as I held her tightly in my strong arms and began to lick and suck at her clit. She squirmed wildly and my tongue found its way into her, curling up in her and flicking. I ate her greedily, devouring her pussy with my mouth. She gripped my hair hard and squeezed her muscular legs around my upper back.



“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” she yelled as she came on my mouth.



I let her down as she recovered from her orgasm, her hand over her eyes as she caught her breath. And then as if she remembered something, she sat quickly up and her hands went to my chest. “Mmmm, honey, I could play with your chest all day,” she said.



“I’m sure you could, but there are other things to play with.” I said, pulling her closer to me.



“Of that I am very aware,” she said as she glanced at my thick, engorged cock. Her hands moved down to it and using both hands she stroked its length. She tickled under and cooed. “Oh my, hairy even on your cock.”



She kneeled between my legs and licked at the tip, swirling her tongue over it as her hands continued to stroke. Moving her hands to my balls, she gently caressed them as her tongue fluttered up, down and around my cock. She moved her lips to the underside of my shaft where I had hair, kissing and licking there as she made cooing, happy sounds as if she found something sweet and delicious.



I had my hand in her soft, short blonde hair as she licked lower, now to my balls, sucking on each of them while her hand played with my cock head. Her tongue worked back up my shaft and she positioned her lips over the head. Gripping my cock with both hands, she opened her mouth wide and worked my thickness into her lips. She slowly eased her mouth lower and lower on it, her hand again on my balls and stroking the hair near my ass crack.



She soon began to suck, her head bobbing up and down. She was good. Very good. What was it with these Kentucky women and sucking cock? Was it in the air here? I leaned back against the bed’s headboard as she diligently and lovingly sucked my cock, doing my best to hold off; to not shoot my load down her throat.



When I knew if I didn’t stop her, she would get me to cum, I pulled her off my cock. She looked at me, her face flushed, lips wet with saliva and precum. I quickly had her on her back, her legs up and spread as I guided my cock to her pussy.



“Mmmmm, honey,” she purred as I teased it over her clit and started to ease it into her wet slit.



“Ohhhhhhh,” she groaned as my thick cock spread her. “Ohhhhh! Ohhhhh! Ohhhhh!”



She was tight, my cock practically spilling out of her, spreading her lips as wide as they could spread. “Okay, baby?” I asked.



She nodded. “More than okay. Fucking amazing.” She grinned and kept her blue eyes on me as I began to move in and out of her. I took her ankles up to my chest, and now, my cock lubricated by her juices, was able to move faster and harder in and out of her. With each thrust her moans became more pronounced. Her eyes opened and closed and she thrashed her head back and forth in ecstasy.



I felt the cum begin to rise up my loins and moved onto my side, turning her on her side as well, keeping one of her legs high, my cock continually moving in and out of her. With my other hand I gripped her round ass.



“Frank, Frank, Frank!” she cried as I pounded into her and then, spreading her ass cheeks, slipped a finger onto her rosebud and probed into her. She screamed, her cunt muscles gripping my cock as I exploded into her, her body convulsing on it in a loud, long orgasm.



I kept up my motion until I let go of her leg, took my finger out of her ass, and slowly pulled my cock out of her.



“Ahhhhhhh,” she cried as my cock snapped out of her tight pussy. I lay by her side now, caressing her flushed face. “That was….my god….”



“So you liked it?” I smiled.



“Oh my…I….no wonder Kay is a changed woman.”



I kissed her. “Who has a sexy, good, loyal friend.”



She kissed me back in a more friendly manner now. “We are both lucky to have each other as friends.”



“Yes we are,” I said, looking into her eyes.



“I…I would like to stay here with you much much longer, but…”



I nodded.



“This was memorable, Frank. Thank you so much,” she said and then slipped out of bed to the bathroom.



She came out dressed a few minutes later, glanced at me shyly now, and then went out of the room.



I stayed in the bed, exhausted from the day and my session with Pamela and about to fall asleep when, finally, Kay walked in. “I think you were a success,” she said, smiling at me.



“You do?”



“Not that I had any doubts. You made my friend very very happy and I appreciate it.”



I nodded. “Why didn’t you tell me about…”



“Her cancer?”



“Yes.”



“I didn’t want that to influence you in any way, Frank. She’s proud of being a survivor and doesn’t use that she was sick to get sympathy. Did it bother you to see her…breast?”



“No, it didn’t bother me,” I said. “I just wasn’t prepared for it.”



She nodded. “How could you be. You are something, my Frank.”



“Glad you think so,” I said with an impish grin.



“Yeah, I do, but I hope you have something left for your poor lady,” she said, pulling off her shirt and unclasping her bra, releasing her magnificent breasts.



“For you, I will call up all my reserves.”



She slid off her shorts and her panties and crawled onto the bed next to me. “I’m sure your reserves will suffice.” She caressed my thighs, staring at my cock. “I have to say, you had her making quite a ruckus. Hearing her cries got me more than a little wet.”



“Jealous?”



She shook her head. “Only that I wasn’t in the room with the two of you.”



“Now that wouldn’t have upset me in the least, having you with us.”



Her hand went to my limp cock. She began to stroke me softly. “I don’t think Pam would have gone for it, though. I’m pretty sure she’s one hundred percent straight.”



I reached for Kay’s hair and cheek. “Hmmm, you looking for a friend with benefits?” I asked with a smile.



She shrugged. “Not if it meant upsetting our friendship.”



“But you’ve thought about it?”



“I cannot lie, Frank. Ever since you introduced me to the pleasures of another woman, I’ve thought about the possibility of being with Pamela that way. I wouldn’t resist, that’s for sure.”



“Well, you never know what might happen in the future,” I said, looking at my beautiful woman.



“No, but like I said, I would never push anything like that on her. My friendship with her is just too valuable.”



“I understand that,” I said.



“But, in the meantime,” she said, gripping my thickening cock, “I get to taste her on you.” She grinned wickedly and licked up and down my shaft.



“Well?”



“Mmmmm, oh yes. She would be delicious,” Kay said and then took my cock deep into my mouth.



She worked on my cock with her mouth until it was fully thick and erect and then, not letting me move over her, straddled my hips and impaled herself on it with a grunt. She bounced on my cock, taking her own breasts to her mouth, licking and sucking her nipples. “You like watching me do that, don’t you, Frank.”



All I could do was nod and she smiled, did it some more until I shot my heavy load into her and she moaned loud cumming in unison with me.



3



We spent the next day recovering from the party, just hanging out by the pool and eating whatever leftovers there were. The following day Kay had to go into work leaving me by myself. I didn’t mind. I had to leave the next day and I could use the free time to make a few work calls, send out some emails, catch up on my reading, and get a workout in.



I was in the middle of working on a few kickboxing moves on the back lawn when my cell phone rang. It was Kay.



“Hey, baby,” I said. “Everything okay?”



“Yes, but I just wanted to tell you, you’re going to have company over there? Becca called and asked if she could come over for a swim.”



“Becca?”



“You remember, Pamela’s daughter.”



“Yes, pretty like her mother, but taller and with that, well, let me be blunt, wimpy, boring fiancé.”



“That’s Mitch. Wimpy and boring, for sure, but a man going places in this county and Becca knows it which is why she latched on to him. But don’t let that fool you about Becca. She’s given her mother plenty to handle over the years. She appears demure and conservative, but I happen to know she’s plenty promiscuous.”



“And why are you telling me this?” I asked.



“Because I think there might be another motive for her request to come for a swim.”



“Ahhh, you think?”



“I do.”



“Well this is unexpected. And interesting. What do you want me to do, Kay?”



“I want you to be yourself, Frank. Do whatever you want to do. I’m going to try to leave here a little early, but don’t tell Becca that. Surprising her might be even more interesting.”



I smiled, liking the way my Kentucky woman was thinking. “Okay, we’ll see what happens. Mittown County is just full of surprises.”



“Yeah, sure,” Kay cracked. “I’ll see you soon, I hope,” she said and then hung up.

Hi guys and gals! This is my entry into the Winter Holidays Story Contest. Some useful background information can be gained by reading ‘My Sister Eva Started It All’, but you can skip right to this and still follow the action. Please keep in mind that this is a fictitious fantasy story. So please don’t post comments like “his cock is too big” (it isn’t, just more than average), ‘no one can cum that much’ (I know it, but it is a fantasy), and ‘unfuckingbelievable’ (I know, but again, it is a fantasy). If you accept this request, then read on. Also keep in mind that it involves incest, anal sex, lesbian sex, oral sex, group sex, etc. If you don’t like any of those, please read something else. Please note that if somebody screams I SHOW it. If somebody holds a word, screaming or not, I shoooooowwwww it. With that in mind, if you read on then please don’t grumble about it or knock down your vote because of it.



In this fantasy land STD’s do NOT exist! However, pregnancy does occur here. This one is on the long side so if you want a quick jerk off story, either pick something else or read this one in spurts (sorry, I couldn’t resist that one). Also I did my best to proofread this and remove errors but, as a human, mistakes happen. If something slipped past me, I apologize in advance for it. I hope you enjoy my little story. Please don’t forget to vote! Hope you all enjoy the upcoming holidays, whichever ones you celebrate! dezurtdawg




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Psssst, don’t tell my brother Dale that I found this Diary of his! My name is Eva but you probably know me as Evie. GOD I used to hate that name!!!! But now when he says it my legs weaken and my pussy gets wet in 2 seconds or less! Hmmm, I wonder if he ever reads back over his entries. If he does then he will for sure read this and know that I snooped into his book. If what he wrote before that mix-up at the Halloween party is even half true then he was some stud! I can’t figure out why those high school girls didn’t know how lucky they were to have him hitting on them. Oh well, their loss is my gain … and my best friend’s … and my mom’s if she knows what’s good for her. Our dad seems to have forgotten what his dick is for!



But enough reminiscing. (Does that make sense? After all, I am adding to my brother’s diary with my account of things that happened since the spook night fiasco!) So anyway, as I was going to say, after Dale fucked the shit out of me and Amber (she is my best friend in the world) mom came home and caught us. Mom made Amber and me leave his room so she could talk to him about how incest is wrong. Considering how many times she screamed in ecstasy I don’t think that plan worked out the way she hoped it would! She certainly looks sexy when she’s been rode hard and put away wet … like she was that day after their ‘talk’.



After fixing lunch for Dale and ourselves we had a relaxing meal after which Amber left, as she said, ‘While I can still walk!’ As wild as the day had been up till then, it’s hard to believe that the only thing that happened between Dale and I the rest of the day was the one blowjob I gave him while watching a DVD. Okay, so it was from start to finish of the movie (“Titanic” with my man Leo, god he’s such a hunk!) You have no idea how sexy a girl feels when she can keep the man in her life … shit, it seems strange to think of my BROTHER that way … hard and so aroused for such a long time. I kept track and I had him close to cumming twelve times — Jesus, 12 fucking times! — only to ease up on him and let his balls recover. Twice I was certain I had pushed him too far and he was going to blow but a tight grip with my hand strategically placed at the base of his cock prevented that. I’ve seen the movie so many times I can recite the dialog so I didn’t need to ‘watch’ it as I focused my attention on my brother and his fantastic cock. Shit I still can’t get over the things he can do to me with it! Who knew?



I keep getting sidetracked and I apologize for it. It must be obvious that I am head over heals in love/lust with my brother! What a difference a day makes! Back to that incredible blowjob. By the time the movie ended my jaws were screaming for relief. So was Dale as I pushed him back to the brink of climax and then groaned deeply as I slammed my face fully onto him and drained his balls into my oral cavity. I’d say into my mouth, or throat but I only took the first three blasts into my throat. His spunk is damned tasty so I just had to pull back and work my tongue around his knob while encouraging his balls to shoot more jizm. Guess I didn’t really need to worry about him having more stuff.



Due to all the near climaxes he had experienced up till then, Dale pumped my mouth full with nine more powerful cum shots that overwhelmed my mouth. I swallowed as fast as I could and still it poured out of my tightly sealed lips and onto my hands. My heart was pounding so hard I didn’t even realize Dale was screaming until mom came down to see what was wrong. I’m embarrassed to admit that I came five times during the movie while sucking his cock and I never once touched myself down there. Fuck was I turned on!



Happily our mom let me finish draining his balls, then again waited as I cleaned up the mess from all the cream that had somehow escaped my overwhelmed mouth. Dale was mumbling incoherently about how good his cock felt, then how sensitive it was, then how good, sensitive, good … well you get the idea.



“My god Eva, are you trying to kill him?” mom asked once I was finished.



“No way!” I quickly answered. “I was just trying to let him know how I feel about him … and I think he knows.”



“Do you Dale,” mom asked.



“Oh fuck mom … that was so awesome! Holy fuck sis!”



“You’re both lucky that your father hasn’t gotten home yet. I didn’t think he’d be this late.” Mom looked at me and then at Dale who was still trying to recover from what must have been a monumental orgasm for him. “Son, why don’t you go take a shower and then lie down to rest. Eva, it’s time for our talk. Your room now!”



So I gave Dale a parting kiss then followed mom to my room while he slowly headed to the shower. I didn’t quite know what to expect from her but she looked totally pissed! “Just what did you think you were doing, young lady?”



Well, that puzzled me as she should have obviously known just what I was ‘doing’. But trying to humor her I said, “Um, mom, I was just thanking Dale for the … um … wonderful orgasms he gave me earlier.”



“And that makes you think it is perfectly all right for you to suck him off right in the living room on the couch!”



“Um … nooooo.”



“Seemed like that to me!” Mom’s face looked red with rage as she said that emphatically. Then it calmed and lost its reddish tint as she much quieter said, “It is quite the cock though, isn’t it?”



“Uh … mom?”



“Well, we both know it to be a fact, I’m ashamed to admit. But god now that I’ve had my son’s cock drive me up the wall all the way to the ceiling, I don’t want to chance losing it! What that means is YOU, and I as well, must be careful that your dad never figures out what the three of us are doing!”



“Does that … mean … um … that you … um … mom, want to fuck Dale again?”



“Oh honey, you must know what a gold mind of pleasure we have right across the hall! Of course I want to be with your brother again, and again, and again! I have never been fucked like I was when I had my … um … talk with Dale. That sure didn’t work out like I had expected, but I am SO glad that it worked out the way it did! So I am depending on YOU to be very careful so your dad doesn’t get suspicious.”



“So … you aren’t mad at me … um … us for fucking each other?”



“Well, I was at first, but then … god help me … Dale’s cock went hard again while I talked with him. I haven’t gotten that kind of a reaction out of your dad in well over a decade, if ever! And his cock looked so damned big and powerful and I melted under its heat! Next thing I knew was this man … my son … was making me cum and cum and cum some more! And I knew then that it was heaven on earth and I wanted more! No, I knew that I NEEDED more! Much more!” Mom’s eyes glazed over and she had that dreamy far away look again.



Some moments later she continued, “So, no, I’m not mad at you. I was shocked at you because you were obviously fucking Dale. But then he fucked me and then I knew WHY you would want the top, it’s easier to control your own climax that way! So now the only way I will be mad at you is if you hog your brother too much and I don’t get my fair share, or if you screw up and your dad finds out.”



Believe me, I sighed a huge sigh of relief at that news! I expected to be grounded, and that sucks when you’re in college! But what really surprised me was when mom leaned in and kissed me right smack in the middle of my lips … hard and with lots of tongue!!! Hell, Amber and I have had several make out sessions together so the only problem with doing it with mom is she is MOM! That thought lasted about two seconds before my tongue shot out and into her mouth while our arms clasped each other tightly.



Nothing else could happen though as just then we heard the door close downstairs and my dad called out, “I’m home, hon! Hello! Anybody home?!”



Mom pulled back and locked eyes with me for a few moments before calling out, “Be down in a moment dear, I’m just talking with Eva.” Then much softer she said, “Darn, we’ll have to get back to this later. I love you, Eva.”



“I love you too mom,” I told her as she gave me a quick kiss then left my room. I just leaned back onto my pillow wondering if I now had two lovers in my family! If so then I have one more thing to ‘thank’ Dale for!



So anyway, I know that Amber is hooked on Dale too so he’s really going to get worked over trying to keep the three of us satisfied! Hint, hint, Dale! Shit, I can’t believe I just wrote that in his diary! I guess I really DO want him to know how I feel about him!



Hope you find this addition to your writings, brother dear! Love ya, Evie!



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Since I last updated you nearly two months has passed. I have been soooo fucking busy! And I DO mean ‘fucking’ as I have three horny women constantly rotating through who is getting fucked at any moment! It’s tough work but somebody has to do it! Heh, heh! Okay, lame joke but it’s the truth.



Today is the day after Christmas and the weather is threatening snow. My aunt (mom’s younger sister) and uncle and my only cousin arrived two days ago and spent the holiday with us. Dad and my uncle are about one hour from leaving on some sort of hunting trip — don’t ask me what for, I have no idea — which will leave me the only guy surrounded by five sexy ladies.



Let me explain that fact. Ever since November first I have been fucking my sister Eva, her best friend Amber, and my mom Robin. Before the first week of November had passed mom and Eva convinced my dad to let Amber move in with us as neither of them wanted her to starve for want of my cock! Having her around is really great, not only are we perfect together in bed but we have gotten to know each other really well and I think I really do love her! Surprisingly mom is the one that craves sex with me the most, as we fuck at least twice each day! Evie has turned into a blowjob queen as she never misses the chance to suck me off and no day passes without her swallowing at least two huge loads. Dad didn’t say anything when I moved Amber’s stuff into my room; instead he congratulated me on my taste in women! Needless to say I never have to wank off anymore as each of them is ready to fuck several times each day. Am I blessed or what??



With all three of them eager to fuck or suck me, my cock has been getting a royal work out! The first week after Amber moved in with us was hard on me (pardon the pun) and my cock hurt a bit and even failed to rise to the occasion twice. Even then my tongue worked just fine so I got through it without embarrassment. But I have been surprised since then. I don’t mean to brag, but now my cock NEVER gets tired! Never! It may droop just a bit after a good fuck session but then it just perks right back up hard as ever and is good for as long as one of my gals (as I some times call them) needs it. And they seem to need it quite a bit. Amber generally lets mom and sis have dibs when dad is gone, since he expects me to be doing my ‘girlfriend’ when he is home. So far there have been no problems and dad hasn’t a clue that Evie and mom are also getting boned by his son.



The three ladies have never shown the least bit of jealousy at each other, gladly sharing their time with me by either just calling “Next” and leaving the room, or climbing onto the bed (or whatever) and joining in. Sadly things came to a screeching halt when our relatives showed up, as I could only fuck my girlfriend Amber.



Dad at first was surprised at Amber’s screams of joy when we ended the night fucking, but now he seems just happy that his son can satisfy her so totally. If he only knew! When we awoke on Christmas day there were three new comers who just stared at us, especially me, for quite a while. Dad took my uncle Ted out to the garage to ‘talk’ and I’m sure explained how the previous night was the norm in the house. I guessed that mom did the same thing with my aunt Jessica, while Evie told our cousin Mindy right in front of Amber and I. Mindy just looked at both of us before softly saying “Bull-fucking-shit!”



This morning I was greeted by more stares of wonderment as last night was a repeat of the previous night. Amber is a real screamer and she has been at her finest the past two nights. Mindy pulled her off to talk and gave me some interesting looks when they were finished. Then all attention was put on the two dad’s getting ready to go be ‘manly’.



While they did their packing I scoped out my aunt and cousin. Aunt Jessica is mom’s younger sister, barely 37 herself, and is a near carbon copy of mom, except she’s 2 to 3 inches shorter and about 12 pounds lighter. Her auburn hair just barely reaches her shoulders but her light blue eyes sparkle with her radiant personality. Definitely another MILF!



Mindy is an incredibly sexy 19 year-old, only 4′ 10″ tall and about 93 pounds, maybe less. She is a fantastic gymnast with a rock solid 32C-22-33 body! (I know what you are thinking … her waist is simply TOO small to be real! I asked her about her tinyness and she proudly handed a measuring tape — where do women keep all this shit — to Evie who readily measured her vital spots.) Trust me, in her bikini she is the hottest one on the beach with her great shape and really ripped body! Evie told me that Mindy and her boyfriend of two years had broken up about two weeks ago. Cheap ‘no present’ bastard!



Time passed and soon we all waved goodbye to the two warriors and then went back inside where it was much warmer. Aunt Jessica elbowed me asking, “So big boy, how do you feel about being surrounded by five women?”



“It doesn’t bother me one bit! In fact, I rather like being surrounded by five drop dead gorgeous women!”



“Aren’t you the flatterer? At least you are right about three of them!”



“Hey, did I hear you correctly?” Mindy interrupted. “Did you just include me in a group that is ‘gorgeous’?”



“No, Mindy, I did NOT!” I said as her face fell. “I included you in a group of ‘drop dead gorgeous’ women!” Mindy’s face beamed as she smiled widely at me.



Evie looked at our aunt and asked, “So you don’t think Amber and I fit into that group, do you?”



“Oh heavens no, Eva! Both of you are incredibly beautiful!”



I looked to my mom and boldly asked, “Hey mom, why is it that ALL of the MILFs in the world deny what they are?”



“I have no idea why we do, but maybe we just haven’t seen ourselves in that way for so long!”



“Robin, don’t encourage him!” my aunt cried out.



Mom stepped up to me and grabbed my arm, obviously crushing her tit against me and rubbing it back and forth. “My big man here knows what he is talking about, and if Dale says you are a MILF, then you most certainly ARE a MILF!”



“You probably don’t even know what that means, Robin.”



“Dear sister, we will talk about what I know later, but he is right!”



Evie interrupted with, “If nobody objects I’m going to steal my wonderful brother for a while, okay mom?”



“Two hours, max!”



“Thanks mom, you too Amber!” Then Evie grabbed my arm and pulled me towards the stairs and then into my and Amber’s bedroom. Downstairs the ladies paired off by age to discuss the just finished discussion. They had hardly begun their talks when Evie began screaming in climax as we fucked hurriedly trying to make up for nearly two days not being together.



In the kitchen Aunt Jessica gasped at the sounds we made, then she asked, “Are they really doing it? That sure sounds like two people doing it!”



“Doing what, sis?”



“IT!” Aunt Jessica said.



“What is ‘it’? You have to tell me, don’t wimp out on me now!”



“Robin you know very well that it sounds like they are … they are … screwing! But they are brother and sister! And Eva hates Dale, everybody knows that! And his girlfriend is in the TV room with Mindy! And … and … and it just isn’t right!”



“Oh good grief!” mom said as her sister looked at her in shock. “First of all, Eva loves her brother just as much as he loves her; and he loves her so much; just as much as he loves Amber.”



“Oh god, AMBER! Oh the poor girl, having to hear THAT! God he is so cruel to her!”



In the TV room Amber and Mindy were talking softly about how she had been screaming out so loudly the past two nights and now here she was sitting downstairs while her boyfriend was very effectively fucking the daylights out of his sister upstairs. “Trust me Mindy, my guy is way more than any one woman could handle! We sure have a hard enough time as it is!”



“You mean both of you fuck him all the time!”



“Ummm…yeahhhh. Sort of…yeah it’s something like that!”



Mindy let that sink in for several seconds before her eyes bugged out and she gasped, “You can’t mean the THREE of you, like you know, Aunt Robin too! Oh my god!”



Just then they heard Robin call out “Amber, Mindy, please come in here!”



Both of them got up and walked to the kitchen, Mindy still trying to sort things out. When they entered the room Robin said, “Amber honey, why don’t you go up and join them for a while. They’ve had about 40 minutes alone so it shouldn’t be too bad for them. Just don’t over stay your welcome!”



Amber rushed over to my mom and kissed her on the lips happily saying, “Oh thank you, Robin! This will be so much fun! I’ll see you girls later!” and then she practically ran from the room, her feet loud on the stairs.



Jessica and Mindy stared at each other and then at mom as they heard the sounds from upstairs go silent, soon followed by the familiar cries of Amber joined with Eva’s renewed screams of pleasure.



Mom smiled as in less then five minutes I brought both girls to powerful orgasms, their voices joining in harmonic screams of release.



Mindy looked at her stunned mother and asked, “Mom, are we at the right house? I mean, Eva absolutely HATES Dale, yet it seems like they are getting along VERRRRY well right now. And Amber told me that AUNT ROBIN is fucking him too!”



“Robin! How could you? He’s your son! Have you lost your mind?!”



“You two have no idea what you are complaining about! I was so depressed because Simon is good for no more than two quick fucks per month, and I’m at my prime. I was so damned horny; I was wearing out dildos like crazy! But now Dale takes good care of us all, we never need to worry about trying to get him in the mood or having him turn away and fall asleep in ten seconds. And that is exactly what Simon was like. Hell, sis, I’ll bet you don’t fair any better than I did!”

Jessica nodded her head slowly in agreement then said, “But it’s so wrong and it’s illegal!”



“Fuck the law! We sure aren’t going to tell, and please don’t you either! And it doesn’t feel wrong to any of us! I have never been so satisfied in my life, and that includes that gang-bang when we were first married!”



“AUNT ROBIN!” Mindy cried out.



Mom put her finger to her mouth saying softly, “Shhh, quiet, oh how I love to hear this sound!”



Three sets of ears listened as I brought both girls to incredibly hard climaxes, then pushed them even higher as my balls erupted into Amber’s tight pussy.



“How can you even say such a thing?” my aunt asked her incredulously as Mindy heartily agreed.



“It’s the best sound I’ve ever heard! My two girls being pleased so well by my man…”



“Your MAN! He’s your son, and he’s a BOY!”



Mom laughed at that and looked up as Amber trotted back into the room, wearing just a pullover top and a loose pair of thin shorts, obviously nothing on underneath. “Thanks Robin, that was a great idea! What’s so funny?”



“Well, besides the look on their two faces, I suppose it would be Jessica saying Dale is ‘just a boy’ and not a man!”



Amber broke out laughing and had a hard time regaining control. Finally she said, “OH gosh Jessica, Dale is ALL MAN! And he is MY man, even though I don’t mind sharing him one bit!” and she winked at Mindy who blushed profusely and looked to the floor.



Suddenly Mindy gasped and pointed at Amber’s legs, where my cum was running down the insides of both legs. “Good grief, how many times did he cum inside you?” Mindy asked in shock.



“Once.”



Two women said “Bull shit!”



Then Robin said, “No, that is pretty much what he pumps out each time!” Then she reached down and scooped some off of Amber’s thigh and sucked it off her finger.



Mindy gasped and Jessica shouted, “My god, you have lost your mind!”



Mom scooped up another glob of my spunk and stepped to her sister saying, “Here, taste it! I dare you to taste it and then tell me it isn’t the best stuff you’ve ever had! You too,” she said to Mindy who stepped back in shock.



Robin wouldn’t take no for an answer and finally forced her finger into her sister’s mouth! Suddenly Jessica swallowed and said, “Oh my god, I want more!” and she reached down and took a big swipe up Amber’s leg. After licking most of it off she offered her finger to Mindy who looked at it and then at her mother before slowly licking the rest off of her mother’s finger. Mindy’s face grew a smile and then she too reached down and scooped up a huge glob with her fingers. Robin helped Amber lay back onto the table and spread her legs to give greater access for the newcomers.



Her legs were nearly clean when Robin said, “If you use your tongues you can get her lots cleaner!”



Both women said “I don’t do THAT!” as they screwed up their faces in disgust.



Robin said, “Too bad for YOU. May I Amber?”



“Oh please!”



Robin grabbed Amber’s shorts and tore them off and tossed them away as she knelt between her legs and greedily began licking Amber’s hairless pussy, eventually sucking my spunk right out of her. After several moments and several cries of pleasure from Amber, Mindy tapped on her shoulder and asked meekly, “May I?” Mom grinned and moved aside to give her room. After a few timid licks and slurps Mindy was soon sucking her dry like a professional cunt lapper, all the while making Amber jerk and spasm in ecstasy! Jessica looked on in wonder as her daughter sucked and licked up all my juicy cum before turning her attention to Amber and bringing her to a colossal table rattling climax.



Mindy stood up, her face red with embarrassment and shiny from Amber’s climactic juices, then pulled Amber into a sitting position and gave her a big hug. Mindy released her grip and Amber said, “Thank you Mindy, that was great! But we don’t just hug!” and she pulled Mindy to her and kissed her full on the lips! Mindy struggled at first but then returned the kiss with equal fervor.



Finally they parted and Mindy staggered over and sat down while Amber smiled at Robin and said, “I think she will fit in around here quite well!”



“You are all crazy!” Jessica said.



Amber laughed and said, “That may be so, but we are also SOOOOOO well fucked that we don’t care. And we have NEVER worn him out…NEVER!”



“Now you’re just being ridiculous!” Jessica said.



“Nope, it’s god’s truth! I don’t think it’s possible to wear him out! Isn’t that right, Robin?”



“That’s right, at least not with just three women!”



I heard the last four or so comments before Evie and I walked into the kitchen and the subject was dropped like a hot potato. Evie looked like she had just been mugged yet radiant at the same time. In less than a minute the three girls excused themselves and went up to Evie’s room for privacy and we soon heard her stereo blasting out her favorite tunes to mask their discussion. I engaged my aunt in a long discussion making it impossible for her to wander off with my mom who had slipped from the room. I could tell she didn’t believe most of what she had been told, but never the less she tensed up each time I went near her to get more coffee, etc. She was caught more than once scoping out my crotch area.



“Aunt Jessica, how about we do up these dishes, you wash and I’ll dry. That way I can put them away as we go.” She readily agreed and soon we were elbow to elbow at work. I managed to bump hips with her several times and rub more than just elbows until she was no longer flinching at my touch.



As we worked I tried to get her to open up to me but she wasn’t very talkative, seemingly deep in thought much of the time. I brought her back to the present with, “Aunt Jessica, have I ever told you how incredibly beautiful you are? I mean, wow, Uncle Ted is soooooo lucky to have you as his wife!”



She dropped the plate she was washing, but luckily it fell back into the water, only splashing on her. Her top was soaked and hugged her curvy torso tightly and without thinking (well, maybe just a little) I quickly wiped off her chest with the thin dish towel. She grabbed my hand as it rubbed her left tit and after a lonnnnnng three or four seconds she pulled it away from her saying “Th-th-thank you Dale. I will dry with time.” She blushed when we both saw her nipples sticking out proudly through her blouse and shear bra. I uttered my apologies and resumed my task with a new towel.



Later I went to put some dishes up in the cupboard when she stepped in front of me and as I stretched my pelvis crushed into her ass, capturing her between me and the counter. “Oh Dale, please don’t do this!” she gasped softly.



With one last lift I got the plates where they belonged as well as shoved my hardening cock into her butt crack. “Do what, Aunt Jessica?” I asked as I stepped back about six inches.



She spun around and said angrily, “Don’t poke me with this,” and she grabbed my cock through my loose warm-up pants. “I am not your mother…oh my god!” she finished as my cock surged back to nearly full size.



I cut the space between us in half and asked, “How long since Uncle Ted satisfied you?”



“That is NONE of your business.” She snapped at me as she slowly stroked my cock. I stayed silent for a few seconds and she said softly, “He fucked me the night before we came here, but the real answer is about two or three years!”



“You are kidding aren’t you?”



“I wish, but he has turned into a ‘wham, bam, thank you ma’am’ kind of a guy. I have lots of really sexy outfits that I hoped would stir him up but no luck.”



“To my eyes, all you need to be sexy is you!”



Her eyes searched mine for several moments before she said, “You really meant that, didn’t you?” I nodded and she tightened her grip on my cock before asking, “I know you and Eva just did it, well, Amber too, but anyway, do you think you could do it with an old gal like me? I’m so horny even without hearing you with um, with whomever.”



I lifted her chin up with my fingers and said, “I’d be honored to help you with that, and as you already know, I do have it up.” She looked at her hands where both of them were now stroking my shaft and chuckled in agreement. I leaned down and kissed her lips lightly as my hands grasped the bottom of her blouse and then eased it up and over her head. She quickly moved her hands from my cock and undid her front bra clasp and dropped it to the floor before she yanked her own slacks and panties off of her and stepped out of them and her slip-on shoes.



Stepping back I said, “Oh wow, I was so right about you! You don’t need sexy clothes to be sexy! All you need is you!”



She grabbed my pants and ripped them down my legs then off of my feet along with my flip-flops as she said, “Just shut up and fuck me! I’m so horny, and hearing both girls scream earlier has me dripping wet so just spear me with your cock and fuck me!”



I picked her up and gently placed her on the table, her pussy right at the edge. She leaned back onto her elbows as I got into position between her legs and aimed my cock at her opening as she groaned out, “Holy fuck, look at that thing!” I pressed forward and my tip slipped into her and my first three inches disappeared. “Oh god!” My hips pulled back about an inch and then I eased forwards until over six inches was buried inside her. “Oh-h-h-h-h-h-h-h fuck that feels good.” After pausing for a moment I pulled back a few inches and then slowly pushed forward once more, my entire shaft being consumed by her amazing sex.



Again I paused to allow her to get used to being so overly stuffed. “Oh Dale, I’ve never felt so full! Oh my god, please just fuck me! Oh god I haven’t cum in so long!” I started to move as she finished by saying, “Oh god, you fill me so good and I really need to cum!”



My aunt just laid there watching as I pumped into her, nearly pulling all the way out before slowly pressing back in until I pushed my tip against her back wall. My fingers walked up her body and soon were massaging and tweaking her nipples which had been begging for attention. Soon she was groaning in pleasure as I pushed her body towards its much needed goal. “Oh Dale, I’ve never felt anything like this, you’re making me feel so good! Oh god, fuck me harder, don’t be so gentle! I want you to show me how much you WANT to fuck me!”



“What ever you want, my sexy aunt!” I said as I pulled nearly all the way out before slamming my cock into her HARD!



“Ooof!” followed by “Umph” and “Oooooh” as I slammed into her over and over, the table slowly walking across the room as I pounded into her. Her pussy tightened around me and she grabbed my face and pulled me to her, kissing me deeply as her tongue explored my mouth. She pulled back and gasped in a guttural voice, “Oh god, I’m going to cum! Oh Dale, you’re making me cum! Oh yes!” She gritted her teeth for several moments and I leaned my head way down and sucked her right nipple into my mouth and worked it madly with my lips and tongue. That was the last straw and she groaned in a surprisingly deep voice, “Oh fuck, I’m cummmmmming! Oh god don’t stop! Oh PLEASE don’t stop! OH — OH — OH — OH — OH — OH — OH — GOD YES FUCKKKKKKKKKKKK MMMEEEEEEEEEEE!”



I was amazed that she didn’t scream loudly, instead groaning in a soft voice as her body shook violently beneath me. Her orgasm finally waned and she grasped me to her, smothering me with kisses as she extolled her love for me. I was still pumping into her slowly and she finally realized it and looked down at my cock as it moved into and out of her. “Holy shit! Ted would be finished and snoring by now! Oh my gosh, sis wasn’t joking about you!” Her eyes searched mine again as she implored me, “Please don’t stop until you have fucked me to the moon and back! If that’s ever going to happen to me it will be with your cock inside of me!”



“I’d love to, just don’t hold back anymore. Let it all out when you cum; you’ll feel better and I will know that I’ve made you feel really good. Can you do that for me, my beautiful Jessica?”



“Oh god YES! Just fuck me some more.”



My hips powered into her again as we French kissed passionately some more and soon her body was shaking violently as the table kept bumping against the wall on the other side of the room from where we started. Suddenly she screamed, “FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKK!” before clamping her lips onto mine as her body was slammed by another climax, her hips lurching up at me.



The loud music from upstairs went silent before I heard feet running down the stairs and then Mindy’s voice as she called out “Mom! Are you okay? I heard you screa…oh…my…god! MOM! MOM!” Neither of us looked her way as my aunt’s pussy clamped onto me once more and my balls were bathed in her juices as she lightly sprayed them as she came again!



Amber and Evie were now standing beside Mindy and both of them were comforting the shocked young woman as they each said, “God that is so beautiful!” Mindy looked at them surprise written all over her face and then back at us.



My aunt turned her face to her daughter and smiled weakly, then looked back at me and sighed, “Oh god, they were telling the truth! Dale you are a fantastic lover!”



Mom stepped up to me and after looking at the table she said, “Why don’t you take your aunt up to my room and treat her to the time of her life while we straighten up down here?”



Aunt Jessica touched mom’s hand and said softly “Thank you, sis,” before starting to get up.



I pulled her to me and said, “Oh no you don’t!” She looked surprised until I said, “Mom told me to ‘take’ you upstairs and that is what I will do. You just hang on.”



My arms repositioned under her rear end and I lifted her easily off of the table and stood up straight. “Ohhhh godddddddd! Are you sure, Dale?” I nodded and started walking from the room as Mindy stared at us, her mouth gaping wide open. As we passed her my aunt reached out and touched her face lightly before saying, “Thank you honey for worrying about me! I have never felt better. I love you Mindy.”



I resumed walking with my aunt sitting on my shaft as she wrapped her arms and legs around me. We had gotten about halfway through the dining room when she groaned mightily before saying “Oh god sis, this feels like I sat on a parking meter and just sank down over it! Oh god this is fucking incredible!” Soon Aunt Jessica was rocking her hips on me, crushing her clit between us making her breathing much more rapid. By the time I reached the stairs she was whimpering into my shoulder as she began trying to lift herself slightly on my shaft. A huge groan escaped her lips as I started up the stairs and by the time I reached the fifth step she gripped tight to my body as she cried out “OH MY GOD I’M CUMMING! Oh fuck, oh shit, oh god, oh-oh-oh-oh FUUUUUUUUUUCCCCKKKKKKKKKKK!”



Aunt Jessica was now using her arms and legs to lift her body up about five inches on my cock before slamming back down over and over rapidly as she fucked my pole. Her movements made me grab the stairs railing and I noticed that four women were staring up at us in shock, especially my cousin. I finally resumed ascending the stairs and just before reaching the top I heard my mom say, “Okay ladies, let’s straighten up in here and then go shopping!”



My aunt was kissing me like I was a long lost love as her spent body dropped down hard onto my shaft. Entering her bedroom I mentally thanked my mother as I gently eased my aunt’s body onto the bed. Just before I was going to pull back from her and help her further onto the bed she grabbed my arms and gasped, “NO! Don’t pull out! I don’t want to loose this feeling, even for a few seconds!”



I laid down on top of her and then rolled us over so I was on the bottom, then wiggled my way further onto the bed until we were near the middle. Her head rested on my chest, her arms and legs limp on each side and I asked, “Aunt Jessica, are you okay?”



She laughed softly as she struggled to push herself up. Finally she looked at me and replied “Am I OKAY? Dale, ‘okay’ doesn’t come close to describing how good I feel! You are a godsend to this formerly sex starved woman! I never knew this could feel so wonderful! And please, I’m no longer ‘Aunt Jessica’ to you. From this moment on just call me Jessica or Jess.” I nodded my agreement as she leaned in and kissed me gently yet passionately for many minutes, her pussy slowly rocking and rolling on my cock.



Eventually she straightened up and smiled as she increased her movements. Soon she was working herself into a frenzy as her climax neared once more. I reached up and cupped her amazingly firm natural tits and massaged them as she lurched twice before crying out in joy as the incredible sensations of relief washed over her making her body shake hard above me. Her pussy muscles clamped onto my growing cock as she groaned “Oh shit that was a good one! God I love what you do to me!” Then she noticed my change in size and clutched tighter to me, “Oh god yes, do it!” She suddenly resumed pounding her pussy onto me as she worked hard for my cum. “Give it to me Dale, I want your cum! Oh my god…YES…THERE IT IS! Oh god, oh fuck, I’M CUMMING DALE! I’M CUMMING WITH YOU!”



She kissed me quickly then ripped her face from mine and rapidly snarled, “Giveittome! Oh FUCK! Oh god yessssssssss!” and she leaned way back as she ground her pussy into my crotch forcing my cock as deep into her as it could go! Damn did she look sexy as her body shook and quivered above me, her body arched back in ecstasy once again.



My cock finished spurting into her and Jess stopped shaking, then slowly pulled her beaming face forward and looked into my eyes. “Holy fuck, THAT was intense!” she said before slowly leaning forward to kiss me before dropping back to my chest once again, her pussy still shaking around my purple invader. Softly she said, “I was wondering when you would finally cum, almost worried that I couldn’t excite you enough to get you off.”



“OH god Jess, you are amazingly sexy and never need to worry about that! I have great stamina and usually get my partner off several times before I cum the first time.”



“You really think I’m sexy? Tim never tells me anything like that. Wait a minute! Did you say ‘the first time’?”



I mentally rewound my inner tape and then said, “Yes I certainly did. Is that going to be a problem for you?”



“Um, noooooo, but how many times can you cum?”



“I’ve never found out what it takes to stop the flow. I usually get my partner off four or five times between my own climaxes. Nobody has ever complained.”



“No shit, you stud! Now roll us over and fuck me properly!” So I did…several times as she came over and over around my piercing shaft. I filled her two more times with cum before she asked me to let her rest for a moment or two. I went to get something for each of us to drink and found mom’s note telling us they had gone shopping and to a movie, that they would be gone for at least five hours and would pick up supper on the way back. I took the note and drinks with me and found Jess sleeping soundly on the bed. Gently getting back onto the bed I simply sat there and watched my beautiful aunt as she slept. God if she wasn’t an angelic creature stretched out before me. It blew me away that my dumb ass uncle didn’t seem interested in fucking her more than once or twice each month!



After about 40 minutes Jessica stirred and grinned at me as her eyes opened. Once she was fully awake again I handed her the note and watched her eyes as she read it. When she handed it back to me I said, “You didn’t read the part in the corner from Evie.”



“It’s just a heart.”



“No, she is an expert at really small printing with her special pen. It’s a message in real tiny print shaped like a heart!”



Jess looked closely at it before saying, “Holy shit, she IS good at this! Let’s see now, it says ‘Aunt Jess, now you know why I don’t hate my brother any more! Have a great time! Love you both, Evie.’ Good grief, she even signed it with the nickname she hated. Obviously Dale, my stud of a nephew, you have really changed her heart since I last saw her. Um, er, just like you’ve changed mine even though I didn’t hate you!”

I put the note on the table and reminded her that we only had three hours or so before they would be back home. She kissed me forcefully before saying, “I think it is time for me to get this limp dick ready for some serious fucking then.” Her lips slipped around my cock head and gently sucked at it while her tongue slowly increased its pace at lapping around my slit on the tip, as well as all around the mushroom head’s edge. She had me groaning in pleasure in no time and she was now taking over half of my shaft to the back of her sexy mouth.



After about ten glorious minutes in her talented mouth Jess pulled back and said, “You are yummy and I love giving head, but I want you to fuck me some more with this big boy of yours.” She rolled onto her back with her legs spread and beckoned me saying, “Now get that cock of yours inside me and show me how a real man fucks a woman! Make me cum more than I thought possible.”



“It will be a pleasure to make MY beautiful Jessica scream my name as she cums on my cock!” I said as I positioned myself at her opening and then speared forcefully into her causing her to groan in pleasure.



“So you think I’m YOURS do you?” my aunt asked.



Jessica groaned loudly as I emphasized each syllable with a hard thrust, “Ab … so … lute … ly!”



“Ohhhhh fuckkkkkkkk that’s so good. Oh god Dale, fuck me harder! OOOOFF oh god yes, like that. Don’t ever stop fucking me, even when you’re old and gray! I don’t care what Tim does, my husband can go fuck himself as long as you keep fucking me! Oh fuck that’s the spot … right there! Oh god I’m cumming already! OH! OOOOOF … OAPH … UNG … OOOOOOO … OH … FUCK … ME … DAALLLE!”



Over the next 90 minutes we fucked in as many positions as we could think of and I made her cum in every one of them. When I pumped my dick up her ass the first time she nearly fainted from fear of being ripped apart, but soon was screaming in pleasure as I filled her tight ass with my soothing special sauce. Jessica fell onto her face gasping for breath after we were finished cumming and then said, “Oh my god, I need to rest! Holy fuck you are incredible at making a woman go crazy for your cock! I am so totally well fucked, but I know I want more as soon as I rest a bit!”



“Let’s go take a shower together. The spray will rejuvenate you and besides, it will be lots of fun!” I told her with a kiss. She agreed with me so, with my cock still up her ass, I scooped her up and carried her to the bathroom as she hung from my steel pole.



As we reached the bathroom she suddenly screamed out, “Oh FUCK I’m cumming AGAIN!” as she grabbed the door frame and turned us so I…we were facing the mirrored wall as she hung from my cock, her body shaking wildly before me. My hands were massaging her tits as well as helping to prevent her falling forward as she arched her back and locked her feet behind my legs as the shock waves slammed through her awesome body! Jessica was grabbing for me, trying to find some way to hold onto me as her climax rolled on taking her to new heights of pleasure she had never before felt.



Suddenly she lifted her feet and placed them on the counter top and used her legs to begin lifting her up my shaft before dropping hard back onto me. “Oh Jesus god, so hard…I’m cumming so HARD so god damned HARD! Oh my god! OH-OH-OH-OH-OH FUCK-FUCK-FUCK SHIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTT!” Then she went limp and her feet fell off of the counter top and again hung down by my legs.



Jess finally tilted her head back to me and we kissed, her tongue loving at my own in my mouth. We broke the kiss and I said into her ear, “You look so damned sexy like this!”



“What, hanging on your cock like a chicken on the rotisserie?”



“Yup, and I bet you enjoyed it a whole lot more!”



“Oh shit did I ever! WOW that was without a doubt the craziest way I’ve ever been fucked, to be just hanging in front of you with no control over anything that I felt. WOW! I think my ass will be sore for a week but damn was it worth it!”



I gently lifted her up and off of me, then she turned and pulled me into our longest and most passionate kiss of the day! Wow can she curl your toes just with a kiss!



I got the water running and brought it to temperature before helping her unsteady legs step into the shower, then I followed behind her and we took turns washing each other. We were finished washing each other and Jess grabbed my shoulders and pulled herself up my body until she could nestle her pussy down onto my recently stroked to hardness cock. “I just had to feel you inside me again right now! Don’t think I’m bad just because I couldn’t wait to get out of the shower,” she told me as she lifted her body up ’til I nearly slipped out of her before dropping back down onto me again as her moans grew in intensity. All the while she worked herself on my shaft her pussy muscles were squeezing extremely tight on me as if she wanted to pull my cock right off me as she moved.



Suddenly she put her face about two inches in front of mine and said, “Oh god, Dale, I’m cumming again. Oh god I’m going to cum so hard again! Oh god DALE, DALE, DALE, DALE, DALE is making me cum!” She clamped her lips to mine as her legs and arms worked her body frantically up and down on me as we stood in the shower spray. Slowly she brought her body to a stop after her orgasm had finished. Her arms tightened around my shoulders as her legs went limp, slowly sliding down my ass cheeks and thighs until once again they hung beneath her. “Oh my god, Dale, if you help me just stay like this for a few moments, I might just cum again! Oh shit this feels so incredible, I have never felt so full, so desired and loved as I do right now.”



I kissed her softly as my hands kneaded her ass cheeks for several seconds. “Oooooooooooo fuck,” she said softly as her head dropped back and she looked at the ceiling. “Oh god, DON’T MOVE! Oh fuck yeah, oh Jesus god I’m cummmmmmminggggggggg shitshitSHITSHITshitshit fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuckkk oooooooooOOOOHHHHHHHhhhhhhh god!”



Jess recovered by emitting a combined laughter/crying sound as she clung even tighter to me. “Holy shit, Dale, I think I’m good for now! W-w-w-would you put me down please; I don’t think I have the strength.”



I did so easily and she instantly dropped to her knees and inhaled my shaft into her mouth, sucking my cock hard and fast. The spray was on my back so she wasn’t getting pelted with it and she looked up at me before pulling back to say, “You were right, my pussy does taste good! I’ve never done this before but I want to get it all,” then she pushed forward and bounced her face on me several times before she managed to finally get my cock to enter her throat. Love shown brightly from her eyes as she pressed down and took me fully into her mouth and throat before she pulled back and gasped around me before taking me once more to the root.



Jessica used her hands on any exposed part of my cock as she bobbed fully up and down my shaft as she gave me an incredible blow job. After about ten minutes of this, and after her incredible fuck earlier, my balls began to churn in readiness as my cock head grew even more. My aunt pulled off of me quickly and said, “Do it Dale, cum for me! I want to eat your cum, to feel you shoot it into my mouth and straight into my stomach! Cum in my mouth!” Her lips closed around me once more and she dove forward taking me fully into her starving mouth as she buried her nose in my pubic hair. My cock throbbed twice before my first blast of cum shot straight into her throat, her eyes pleading for more.



After taking about three huge ropes down her throat she pulled back and jerked my shaft as her tongue licked my tip rapidly, urging my balls to fill her mouth over and over as she swallowed as quickly as possible. Some of my cum escaped from her lips but she used her fingers to scoop it up and gobbled it all down before going back to gently sucking my cock, making me twitch and shake as she deftly sucked several small dribbles of cum from my balls. I noticed our hundred gallon water heater was starting to send out cooler water so I helped her stand up and kissed her then we quickly rinsed off once more before getting out of the shower.



We dried each other as Jessica talked. “This is quite the day for firsts for me! I have never cheated on Tim until today, but somehow I feel that he was cheating me instead. I mean, making love with you is soooooooooo much better than his puny attempts at fucking me, there is just no comparison! Besides that, I have never been fucked in my ass, I have never even tried to deep throat a cock before, although Tim’s probably wouldn’t reach to my throat. He, or any other guy, has never gotten to shoot their load into my mouth, but I loved it when you did it! Hell, I’ve never ever had more than one orgasm in a day; didn’t know that I could! In fact you did made me cry out your name as I came, something I had never done before!”



We kissed again and then she asked with a grin, “Want to make me do it again?” I answered her by scooping her into my arms and carrying her back to my mom’s room again. “No, not here, in your room and THEN downstairs.”



So I took her to my room and we fell to the bed locked in each others arms rolling around on my bed. We ended up with Jess on top and she slid down onto my shaft with a soft sigh coming from her lips. She slowly and gently rode me through four thunderous orgasms before I pumped her pussy full of cum once more. Jess leaned down to me and said, “Oh Dale, that was so wonderful, I truly love fucking you. Can we go downstairs now? I’d prefer the same method I used to get up here,” she said with a giggle.



“You are turning into a sex crazed wench, my dear Jessica,” I told her as I moved to the side of the bed and got up, holding her impaled on my cock once more.



“Yes I am, and I have you to thank for it too!” As I walked she started fucking me as hard as she could, considering she had to use her arms and legs to pull up and then drop back down. It worked for her as she came once more as we neared the bottom of the stairs. I managed to walk to the family room and dropped onto the first easy chair I found before she resumed her efforts on my pillar again.



My balls were churning again and she was nearing her own climax once more, her voice crying out in joy as she worked her body on me forcefully. I thought I heard the door open just as my cock throbbed in readiness for its impending cum explosion and Jess cried out, “Oh god yes, give it to me, fill me with your hot cum! I want it all, cum in me and make me cum.” I shot my first blast into her as she shuddered violently on me and screamed out, “Oh god help me I’m cumming again! Oh fuck, oh god, oh, OH, SHIT, DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLE FUCKKKKK! Oh my god!” Her face fell onto my chest as her pussy muscles clutched and grabbed at me while she tried to regain her breath.



I felt the presence of the rest of the family before Mindy shouted “Jesus Christ, mom! Haven’t you gotten enough YET? We’re gone practically all day and the first thing I hear is you screaming my COUSIN’S name for over a minute! No guy can be that good! Damn it mom, get a grip on yourself!”



Evie put her arm around Mindy and hugged her tight as Jessica kissed me deeply before turning to her daughter. Giving her an exhausted smile Jess softly said, “Mindy, you don’t have to believe me, but Dale most certainly is! My god, Robin, you three women are the luckiest women on planet Earth! Now, I need to get off of this stud, but I am filled to the top with cum. Does anyone want it?!”



As she finished saying that Evie released her cousin and shouted out “I DO!” and was nearly instantly kneeling before us waiting for an exposed pussy to be cleaned out. My aunt slowly rose up before quickly pulling off of me and laying on her back on the chair’s arm rest. Sis immediately had her face in Jessica’s snatch and was greedily gobbling up all the copious amounts of our combined juices as they poured out of her.



Robin walked over and said, “Oooo, this looks yummy,” and slipped her greedy mouth around my shaft, slowly taking my entire cock down her throat. I groaned at my mother’s attention to my shaft as Jess began humping her pussy up into my sister’s face, her throat groaning out its approval.



Evie really stepped up her efforts as her tongue forced its way deep into Jess’s pussy trying to suck more cum from my aunt. Jess grabbed her head and held her tight to her sex as she moaned out, “Oh my god, if you keep that up I’m going to cum again!” Evie sucked even harder and I watched as Jessica’s body tensed before she cried out, “Oh my god, I’m cumming! Oh shit Eva, I’m cumming right NOW!”



Mindy turned away from us as she covered her face with her hands and ran from the room crying out, “Oh my god, you are ALL crazy!”



*****



Mom finished cleaning my cock and said, “I’d better go have a talk with her.”



I grabbed her arm and said, “No, I’ll go.”



“Like that?!” she asked pointing at my rock hard cock.



“I’ll take care of it,” and walked to the kitchen, giving Amber a kiss on the way. Opening the freezer I took out several ice cubes and held them in my hands against my rock hard cock. “SHIT!” I exclaimed at the first contact before my cock shrank under the coldness.



As I left the room with my soft dick swaying between my legs, Amber said, “Nice job doing that!”



I laughed and said, “NEVER again!”



Reaching Evie’s bedroom door I heard sobbing from the other side before I knocked softly. “Go away!” I knocked again and heard, “I said ‘go away’!” before more sobs. I knocked once more and this time got no response, so I turned the knob and stepped into the room, shutting the door behind me.



“OH GOD NO! They sent you here to FUCK me too, didn’t they?!”



“No, nobody SENT me! And I don’t fuck anyone that doesn’t want it. Especially a cousin whom I have loved forever.”



“Sure…right…you just want to fuck me TOO!”



I grabbed the chair from the corner and pulled it about five feet into the room before sitting on it. “Look, I’m NOT here to fuck you! Nobody sent me to FUCK you! I never wanted to hurt you, and obviously I have. I’m sorry that you seeing me and your mother like that bothered you so much, but the truth is she really needed what I gave her…”



“What, a pussy full of cum!”



“Several actually, and yes she did. In case you haven’t noticed it, your dad is rather lacking in the romance department. Unfortunately, your mom is at the peak of her sexuality and that combination is one that just can NOT work!”



“And that gives you the right to FUCK HER!”



“No, but it did give me the opportunity, your mother gave me the right to do it WITH her, not TO her!” I looked at her sad face for several moments before saying, “You may not understand it, but your mother really needed to be with me like that. I know that she enjoyed it and will be a happier woman because of it.”



Mindy didn’t respond, just continued her light sobbing so I stood up and returned the chair to the corner. “I’m really sorry if I hurt you somehow. Hopefully you will be able to forgive me before you go back home.” Then I turned and started towards the door.



Her soft voice said, “You don’t want to fuck me, do you? First my boyfriend dumps me and now you turn your back on me!” More sobs. “I must be a repulsive person to be so unwanted!”



“Who said you were ‘unwanted’ besides your stupid ex-boyfriend?”



“You…you did. You said you didn’t want to fuck me! You’ll do every woman in the house but you won’t fuck ME! Am I that repulsive or do you think I am too little to handle you?” More sobs.



I took my hand off of the door knob and turned around, my limp dick swinging between my thighs. “I never said I didn’t WANT to fuck you. I said I didn’t come up here TO fuck you! There’s a difference.” She tried to speak but I silenced her by rapidly continuing, “Secondly, you are anything but repulsive! Mindy, you are an incredibly beautiful pixy of a girl with a totally hot body! Yes you’re little but so sexy, I or any other sane man would love to fuck you, if YOU wanted to.”



“How do I know you aren’t just saying that to make me feel good about myself?” she asked as she stared at my still low hanging prick.



“I tell you what, if you really want us to do it, then when we are finished you can ask that question again…if you still think you need to, that is.”



Mindy reached to her waist and began pulling her jeans down as she said, “Well, what are you waiting for? Get your cute ass over here!”



“You like my ass?” I asked as I walked to the bed.



“Oh my god yes! I’ve loved your ass for at least five years now.” She said as her pants hit the floor without her. I slid onto the bed beside her as she moved in for a kiss, her tongue tentatively poking into my mouth at first. As we kissed I pulled her panties down her hips and then off of her legs. In one swift move Mindy pulled her top over her head and tossed it aside. I stopped her before she could undo her shear lacy half-bra and gave her a sincere wolf whistle.



“Oh my gosh, Mindy, you are sooooooooooooooo fucking sexy! I never realized you had such a fantastic body hidden under your clothes!” I took her into my arms and we kissed once more, this time with more fervor as she was warming up to the moment. I slowly leaned her back down onto the bed as I kissed her nose, both eyes, behind her ears — she loved that — before my lips slowly kissed my way down her neck to the valley between her perky tits. “Wow Mindy, I didn’t know it was possible to have tits like yours on a body the size of yours. They are absurdly huge on you, and I love it!”



I kissed my way down her valley until my lips reached the front clasp for her bra. My lips and teeth almost expertly undid her clasp, then I used my tongue to ‘snow plow’ each half of the bra off of her body. My face returned to her chest and I spent much time kissing and licking around and around each boob without ever touching either hard nipple. Every time I switched from one side to the other I stuck my tongue out fully and slurped my way across her chest. Mindy cooed happily as I did this and gently stroked my hair.



After spending nearly ten minutes on her chest I finally let my lips brush a nipple, her left one, and she jerked beneath me gasping, “Oh god!” My lips circled around her left boob once more before I slid them over her nipple again, this time sucking on it hard. “Oh my GOD! Oh fuck, oh shit Dale! Suck it, bite it! Oh god I love having my nipples sucked! Ooooooooo that feels so good!” My finger’s reached to her right tit and soon had her gasping as I pinched and pulled on that nipple while my tongue was flicking rapidly on her left one.



I began switching from one nipple to the other with my mouth, giving them both equal time as my fingers worked over which ever one was not in my mouth. Mindy was groaning hugely and her body was squirming beside me as I pushed her higher and higher with my attack on her breasts. I was on her left side and I moved my lips from her left nipple to the right one, my right hand moving to her left boob as she moaned out in pleasure once more, her grip on my head slightly tighter.



Mindy never noticed that my left hand slipped off of her body until I brought it to her pussy and rubbed her clit between my thumb and forefinger. “Oh my god! Oh fuck, oh fuck…I’m going to cum! OH god YESSSSSSSSSSS!” After her spasms subsided I eased her back to earth before I lifted my face off of her flushed chest capped with two extremely hard nipples.



“I take it you liked that” I said to her as she struggled to catch her breath.



“Oh my god, yes! I’ve never had a boyfriend make me cum like that! Heck, I’ve only cum with the help of a boyfriend twice, and both of those times I had just sucked him ’til he came in my mouth. I was so horny that it only took about two minutes of him fucking me before I came in buckets. But it was nothing like this! Holy shit, Dale!”

“It was my pleasure!” I told her as I slid around her body into position between her legs, my face just below her hairless pussy. “Damn girl, maybe I should ask you how old you are!” I said as I surveyed her crotch.



“I’m older than you are! Are you just going to look at me or eat me?”



That question was answered by my tongue slipping into her gash and plowing its way down to the bottom and then slowly back up. Mindy gasped out loud twice as her legs stiffened. As my tongue reached the top of her gash I continued on to her clit and slurped at her several times before sucking her clit deep into my mouth, my tongue flicking at it inside my mouth. “SHITTTTTTTTTTTT! OH GAWD! OH FUCKING HELL DALE!” she screamed as I worked on her clit while my fingers began pumping into her tight little fuck hole.



It only took me about one or two minutes of this before her hips shot into the air and hung there as she held me to her clit. I didn’t think her size would allow her to lift my weight but she did so with ease as her soft cries became a wail, her second orgasm sending her to the moon and back. Suddenly she flopped back onto the bed, her legs spread wider than ever as she gasped hard. On her third try she managed to speak softly, “Oh, Dale, how…how can you do that…I’ve never…oh god help me…fuck me… get up here so I can kiss you and FUCK ME! Oh god I need to feel you inside of me!”



Moving up over her she grabbed my shaft and guided me into her pussy, gasping when I pierced her and shoved two thick inches into her. “Oh Dale, it’s so big! Maybe I won’t be able to handle your cock after all.”



“Don’t worry, I’ll go slowly. If you can’t take it all, we’ll just use what you can handle. Is that okay with you?” She looked into my eyes for reassurance before nodding her agreement. “Good girl, I absolutely won’t do anything to hurt you, I promise.” We kissed as I slowly began pumping into her in short strokes. Supporting myself on my arms I looked down onto her tiny body beneath me needing to shake my head to remember I wasn’t robbing the cradle.



“What’s wrong?” she asked me as I shook my head.



“You are so beautiful, I had to make certain we were really doing this together!” I told her.



“A girl always loves to hear that she is pretty.”



“Oh man, Mindy, you are so far beyond ‘pretty’, simply so far beyond it!”



“Oh Dale,” she said as she pulled my head down and smothered me with kisses. Eventually she released me and wrapped her legs around my hips, pumping her body up to meet my thrusts into her. I looked down when I noticed a familiar sensation and then smiled at her. “What is it?” she asked.



I stopped moving and said, “Mindy, you have my entire cock inside you, all eight plus inches!”



Her eyes bugged out and she looked quickly to make certain I was right. “Oh my god, I knew you were really in me deep, but I didn’t think I could take it all!” Then she unwrapped her legs and spread them wide, doing one of her super-wide gymnastics style splits as we both gawked at our connected bodies. “That looks sooooo erotic, Dale, now don’t just sit there, fuck me like you mean it!”



“I do mean it!” I said as I fulfilled her request, my hips pounding her into submission. Mindy was switching her eyes from my cock pounding into her, then to my eyes as I held myself over her, then back to our joined sex.



Somehow she managed to hold out for over ten minutes before “Oh gosh, Dale, you feel so good in me. Oh yeah. Ooooooooo fuck yeah. Oh god, oh my, oh gee, OH!” Her sharp cry signaled the start of her climax and I really started pounding into her hard.



“Come on, Mindy, cum for me! Cum with your cousin’s cock deep inside of you!”



“OH SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTTTTT! I’M CUMMIIIIIIINNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGG! Oh my god YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!” She was pumping her hips up onto me again in time with my thrusts down into her pussy as she cried out over and over, “Oh god … oh fuck … oh god … oh shit yes … oh … oh … oh … fucccckkkkkkkkkkk!” Once again her incredible strength showed itself as she wrapped her legs around my thighs and pulled me tight into her pussy and would not let me go as her body shook hard around me.



Mindy continued to moan as after shocks wracked her small body and she stared right into my eyes, our bodies still locked tightly together by her legs. Finally she stopped shaking and looked down at our joined bodies once more. As she did so she said, “Oh Dale, that was so unbelievably intense! I didn’t think I could cum that hard! Oh my, what’s this lump?” She moved her hand to her stomach just below her belly button and rubbed her hand over it. “Hmmm, um, Dale, pump your cock in and out a few times please.” I did and then she gasped, “Oh my god, it’s your COCK inside of me! I’ve never seen any guy’s cock before when he was inside of me. No wonder I feel so full!”



I didn’t stop my hip movements and soon she was gripping my arms tight in her hands, her hips thrusting up hard to meet my thrusts as she urged me on. Mindy leaned up and kissed me hard as she groaned into my mouth, her body beginning to shake. Suddenly her legs straightened on the bed and began violently twitching, her heals digging into the mattress and moving her body on the bed as she cried out in orgasmic release!



Her tight pussy clamped down around me even tighter and just as her climax waned I felt my cock grow inside of her and she cried out, “Oh my god yes! Cum in me Dale! Oh god I want your cum! I need your cum! Oh my god yes, give me your cum and make me feel like a woman should!” Just then my cock blasted its first huge shot deep into her cunt and her eyes lit up. “God I can feel you pumping into me! Oh god there it is again! Oh my god I’m going to cum, oh god … oh … my … god! YESSSSSSSSSSSS DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLLLE I’mmmmmm CUMMMMIIINGGGGG!”



Mindy pulled herself up with her arms around my shoulders and her legs around my hips, hanging from me like a horny marsupial as we fucked our hips into each other. Our climaxes ended at the same time and we kissed for several moments before she gasped out “Holy shit that was really intense!” Then her arms released and her torso dropped slowly back down to the bed, her legs still holding tight to my hips, my cock twitching under her incessantly convulsing pussy muscles.



Suddenly she dropped her legs and pushed at me shouting, “Let me up! Let me up! I have to see my mom!” She crawled to the side of the bed and grabbed her jeans, trying to pull them on before she tossed them to the floor saying, “Oh fuck it!” as she practically jumped from the bed and fled the room. I followed, catching up behind her as she ran into the family room and slid naked onto the couch next to her startled mother.



Every one was there and all were shocked at her naked entrance until she blurted out, “OH mom, I am so sorry I yelled at you! You were so right, Dale is the best! I didn’t think anyone could make me feel like I do right now, which is incredibly awesome! I think you and Dale should fuck as often as you can, maybe even tell my dad to go to hell!”



“Welcome to the harem!” Evie called out enthusiastically.



“I’ve got a harem?” I asked.



“Hell yes,” Amber said, then continued “And it is a damned well satisfied one too!”



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And thus the women all got together to figure out some ‘ground rules’ to ensure all of them were satisfied each day. I found I never got dressed as if I wasn’t with one of them I was getting some much needed food, drink and bathroom breaks. After two days mom called my dad on the cell phone and he said they hadn’t been doing much except staying out of the heavy snow that had fallen. Their radio had said all roads were closed, but not to worry as they had plenty of food and fire wood for the cabin. He said he would call before they headed for home. I thought that was a GREAT idea as the last thing I wanted either of the men to see when they walked into the house was me fucking the shit out of his wife!



The men were due back on New Year’s Eve, but they called to say there had been another huge storm over night and that all roads were impassable. My uncle had called the county roads department and found out that the road to the cabin wouldn’t be plowed out for at least another week…if it didn’t snow again.



Mom pulled all the women aside and they had an animated discussion before returning to tell me in unison, “It’s party time, Dale! The goal of the party is to fuck you into submission.”



I grinned at them at the thought of this erotic plan and said, “Oh sure, you gals and who else?”



Mom stepped up to me and grabbed my cock in her hands, then said, “Don’t be a smart ass, or I’ll revert to being your straight laced mother! Here is the main ground rule — you are NOT to hold back on cumming! We all know how great you are at that, but we want to see just how much cum you can pump out before you can’t get this thing hard and shoot anymore! Understood?”



“Yes MOTHERRRR!” I replied.



She half glared and half grinned at me before continuing, “We girls can switch off anytime we want to, but at first you will do it with each of us in the order that you first did it with us!”



I excused myself to the bathroom and when I returned I asked, “When and where do the games begin?”



Amber walked up to me and dropped to her knees before me. “Now, honey,” she said just before she inhaled my cock and rapidly worked me to a full hard on. She pushed me onto my back on the floor and climbed onto me, her pussy greedily taking me fully in one movement. I brought her to one huge climax and then after about another four minutes I blasted her insides full of my cum as she came with me.



My sister was next and climbed onto me in the reverse cowgirl position. Evie wasted no time getting herself off the first time and I made certain her second wasn’t far behind. Soon I felt my balls churn again and said, “Oh god, sis, I’m going to cum! Oh shit Eva…”



“It’s EVIE to you, bro, always and forever!”



“Oh god Evie, I’m cumming so hard!”



“Oh shit, I’m cumming too, Dale!” And my sister pounded her pussy hard onto me as we both came hard on each other!



As she fell off of me and Robin took her place, I noticed that Jessica moved in between Evie’s legs and began sucking out all the cum I had just deposited there. It was then that I spied Mindy just getting up from cleaning out Amber’s cum drenched pussy. It was hard to tell who liked it more, Amber or Mindy!



My mom took her time riding me as she slowly worked us both up towards our climaxes. Her first one finally arrived after nearly ten minutes and she was chided by Mindy to hurry up. “Hey, I just want to know that Eva is finished getting cleaned out before I get him off. I want my girl to clean me up finally!”



Wow, this was getting to be really kinky and I knew I had to see some of that! I started pumping into her hard and soon we were both crying out in pleasure as I filled my mother’s pussy with my white sauce as she came hard around me. After Robin rolled off of me I lifted up onto my elbows as Evie hungrily began lapping up my juices as they poured from my mom’s wide open fuck hole.



After several moments Jessica slid onto me and gave me a huge kiss before impaling herself on me. She wasted no time as her first climax came after no more than three minutes, followed closely by her second as she pulled on her nipples in ecstasy. No more had that one finished when she started pounding even harder onto me and we both cried out in about four more minutes as I filled my aunt’s pussy with my cream.



“Finally I get to feel your cock up inside of me!” Mindy said as she grabbed my cock and placed it at her opening. “Oooooooh god I love how this feels when you first enter me. Jeez you are so big and I am so tiny!” She started lifting her entire body as she worked her pussy onto my shaft, soon she groaned in joy as she came for the first time on my cock. “Oh my gosh, Dale, I love what you do to me! I wish I could fuck you every day, instead of just while we are visiting!” Instead she made the most of it as she got herself off three times before we both came in each other’s arms, her lips clamped to mine as I spurted deep inside of her.



They gave me a slight break to get something to drink and change positions while my cock drooped almost to a flaccid state. Amber stepped up to me and said, “I believe it is time for round two, my love. This time I want you to fuck my ass!” That was all it took as my cock sprang right back to attention and I moved into position behind her. My harem proved to be one horny group of women as once I came into my partner’s ass she would just fall forward and roll onto her back as the next fuck mate settled in front of me. As I pounded into her ass she in turn licked and sucked clean the ass of the woman lying before her.



Much later mom ordered in some pizzas for a late lunch and when the door bell rang she opened it to the pert young woman holding the boxes. She stepped in as mom got the money, suddenly flustered to notice me being ridden by Jessica. Mom handed her the cash and the pretty redhead blushed as she asked timidly, “Um just what is going on in here? It looks … kind of … fun.”



“Oh it is so much fun!” mom answered her. “We five gals are trying to wilt his cock and keep it down. So far we’ve all been with him four times but he is still ready for more.” Mom gave her a quick once over before asking, “I know you can’t stay very long, but would you like to help us out in our quest?”



“What! Oh my gosh, me? Why would he … I mean you are all so beautiful, he couldn’t want to … um, you know, with me!”



Just then Jessica cried out, “Oh god Dale, I’m cumming again! Give it to me! I want your cum! God damn it give it to me!” I slammed up into her pussy three times before she shouted, “OH YES, I feel you cumming in me! Oh god I love it! Oh fuck-oh fuck-SHITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!” and she kissed me hard to silence her cries.



I looked up to see mom unbuttoning the young girl’s top and then she gasped, “Oh gee, my boyfriend will be so mad at me! I really shouldn’t.” I pulled out of my aunt’s pussy and the pizza girl croaked out, “Oh shit! Look at the size of that thing! I could never get it inside of me!”



Mindy stepped up to her and said, “That is just so much bull shit! If I can handle his little horse cock, then you sure as hell can!” With that she quickly had the girl’s pants down and had her face deep in the girl’s pussy. Mom slipped the bra from our pizza girl and she stood there naked trying to decide what to do. Mindy had developed quite the technique at cunt lapping and suddenly she caught the girl as her knees buckled and an orgasm slammed into her.



Mindy stopped her efforts and the girl stood back up on her shaky legs, before looking dreamily into Mindy’s eyes. “Christ, if he’s half as good as that just was I HAVE to do it!”



Mindy helped her to me and I stood up and said, “Hi gorgeous, I’m Dale!”



“Um … hi … I’m … nervous … I mean, I’m Sue. Gosh this is so strange! Maybe I should go …”



Mindy turned her back towards me and whispered to her so I could hear, “When you two are finished, I’ll really suck your pussy for you! It tasted divine!”



“Oh gee, I … I guess if you’ll do that …” and she looked up at me pensively “but it’s really BIG! I, um, I’ve never, um …”



Amber walked over and put her arm around Sue and said, “Trust me, Sue, we all were worried the first time we did it with Dale. But my guy won’t hurt you …”



“He’s your … your boyfriend?”



“Oh yeah, and I love him to death!”



“But how can you just let me … with him?”



“Don’t you worry about it! I am fine with what we are doing here today! Plus I know how he feels about me, so I’m not worried. So you just enjoy yourself with him, okay!”



“Gosh, I wouldn’t want to let MY boyfriend loose with a girl as pretty as you!” Sue said as I helped her lie down on the floor. When I slipped my face between her legs and sucked her clit gently for the first time, she forgot all about talking. Soon she was bouncing her hips about 8 to 10 inches off the floor as I pushed her to a huge climax. She turned out to be a quiet cummer, not like the other women in the room. Not that she didn’t cry out, but it was a real soft sound as she shook wildly under my oral assault.



She had been holding my face tight to her as she came but suddenly she reversed and was pushing me away as she groaned out, “Oh god that was incredible! I’ve never cum so hard!” She looked down at me and asked, “Dale, would you teach my boyfriend how to do that?”



“Maybe later, but I have something much more enjoyable to do right now. I do believe you are sufficiently prepared for me.” Then I slowly slipped up her body, pausing to adore both of her perky 32B breasts, her nipples growing to nearly an inch long! I rose up again and placed my tip at her opening and she bit her lower lip in trepidation. “Trust me, Sue, you will love every second of this!” I said as I slipped about an inch into her.



“Oh my! I’m being stretched apart!” she gasped as I held my position.



After giving her several seconds to grow accustomed to my size I pulled back just a bit and then pushed into her about three inches as her fingers gripped my arms tightly. I paused once more before again pulling back and then giving her a long slow thrust, my cock entering her nearly all the way.



“Oh shittttttttt, it’s too big! I can’t do this! Pull it out Dale, please pull it out!” I did, nearly five inches came out.



Mindy sat on her legs beside us and said, “Look at me, Sue! You are much taller than I am, yet I love getting fucked by Dale! He takes me places no other guy even dreams of! You were doing fine so don’t quit now.”



“Ok-k-k-k-k-kay, I’ll t-t-t-t-try, just go slow, Dale, go real slow.”



I nodded to her and soon I was pumping into her in about inch long thrusts. Slowly I increased them until I was pulling nearly all the way out and then pumping about three to four inches into her as she looked into my eyes with fear. On the fifth such thrust into her she gasped, “Oh my god, this is starting to feel so good! Oh Dale, give me more, I want more!”



Pacing myself I added about a half an inch with each thrust and soon I had nearly all my cock inside her as she groaned with pleasure. I took my time before I finally pumped my entire shaft into her warm honey pie. When I did finally bottom out inside her she gasped again, her eyes looking down at my cock’s base where I disappeared into her. “Holy fuck, you did it! I’ve got the entire thing inside of me! Oh god I feel so full, like I have a cannon shoved into me!” She pulled her lips to mine and kissed me deeply, her tongue finding mine for the first time as I slowly started giving her full thrusts deeply into her.



After about two minutes she clamped her legs around my hips and groaned out “Oh god, I’m cumming. Oh fuck … oh god … oh shit … oh god it’s so good, so good, oh, oh, oh, OH MY GOD!” Then her hips began pounding up against me as she shook violently as she came.



After her climax waned she hugged tight to me, her breath ragged before she said, “I have NEVER cum during sex — never! Oral will get me off, but sex just didn’t do it for me! You really know how to use that monster, Dale. Thanks, now I need to get back to work.”



Robin stepped up and said, “Oh no, you have to get him to cum! That’s the whole idea, to make him cum till he can’t get it up any more! Besides, I called your boss and told him you had a flat tire and would be along after it was fixed.”



Sue looked at her then at me and said, “Okay, big man, fuck me some more and make me cum again!” She winked at Robin as she added, “If you can!”



“Oh I believe I can!” I said and resumed pumping into her.



We were fucking hard as her second and then her third climaxes slammed through her and still she wasn’t finished. I knew I wasn’t supposed to hold out, but was instead just to let my cum erupt when it was ready, but I just had to prolong this one!

After her third orgasm was finished she looked deep into my eyes before saying, “I have GOT to ride the top! I need to fuck this cock!” We rolled over and she grinned down at me before mouthing ‘thank you’ then started moving her hips on and off of me. It seemed like mere minutes had passed when she softly cried out “Oh my god, it’s so good, so good, ohhhhhhh goddddddd yessssssss!” and she spasmed on me as she came for the fourth time.



She slumped down on me, her head resting over my heart as her pussy muscles randomly clutched at my steel shaft. “I want you to cum for me, Dale. I need to feel you shoot your hot stuff into me, to feel you as you make our time together complete.” She kissed me hard before saying, “Roll me over and fuck me till I am awash with your cum, please Dale!”



Her wish was my command so I eased her onto her back and resumed thrusting my full length into her. Sue looked down between us and watched as my cock penetrated her gash over and over. She was getting close again when her eyes rose up to meet Amber’s and she gasped out, “Oh my god, Amber, I’m going to cum again! Oh thank you for sharing Dale with me! Oh fuck, oh god, oh my fucking god YES!” Her pussy tightened around me and we both felt my cock head grow inside her. “Oh god, give it to me! Give me your cum, Dale, fill me with it! Oh god, oh god, oh god YESSSSSS!”



I grabbed her legs and pushed them way back over her head and slammed my shaft deeper than ever into her as we both climaxed, Sue’s head pulling back until she nearly had her nose to the floor. After all the climaxes she had gone through, it wasn’t until then that she screamed, none of us could tell what — if anything — she was saying but her scream went on and on as her entire body convulsed under my assault. I filled her with at least ten huge ropes of cum before we slowly came to a stop, my cock firmly inside of her.



After holding my position for several moments I gently pulled her legs back down by mine and held myself over her so I wouldn’t crush her. “Oh my god, come here Dale,” she said and I eased myself down until my weight was fully on her. Sue didn’t seem to care as she kissed me hard and long while her pussy spasmed around me! Finally she removed her lips from mine and gasped, “Damn, this is the best delivery I have ever had! WOW! Oh my god, Dale, you are the best ever!”



I slowly pulled out of her and then called a time out for a protein shake and maybe a whiz in the bathroom. The moment I pulled out Mindy slipped her face onto Sue’s pussy and began devouring her, gobbling up all my cum while also bringing her to two more incredible climaxes. Eventually Mindy emptied Sue’s honey pot of my jizm and moved up to kiss her deeply.



After giving her time to compose herself Robin brought her clothes back to her. “I’m not trying to kick you out but you two were fucking for well over an hour! Your boss might not believe the flat tire story if you are gone much longer.”



“He can go fuck himself, then! And if my boyfriend says anything he can go fuck himself too!” She looked around the room before finding Amber and saying, “You are the luckiest girl I know, to have an orgasm causer like him! Thanks again!”



“Sue honey, you can stop by anytime you want if you need some more good stuff!” my gal said in response.



They hugged before she turned to say goodbye to the rest of us. Mindy gave her a special deep kiss and hug, then I walked her to the door and kissed her long and passionately before she slowly stepped out the door and walked unsteadily to her car.



It was about three hours later as Mindy rode me hard that I noticed the other four women huddled up in an animated but quiet discussion. Soon they all smiled and broke apart, Evie walking out of the room towards the kitchen. Robin and Jessica went upstairs for awhile and then my sister returned as Amber said, “It’s about time you got back! I’ve been holding in his last load for way too long!” They fell to the floor, Evie on top, in the 69 position and were soon groaning loudly as they cleaned and pleasured each other quite effectively.



Mindy had already exploded in her first huge climax and was working both of us towards a mutual orgasm when the door bell rang. Evie lifted her face off of Amber’s pussy and said, “Dale, would you two get that please? It’s Beth!” Beth is a cheer squad team-mate of Evie’s and Amber’s.



What the fuck, I thought, why would she come over on New Years Eve? Mindy would have none of my idea for her to dismount so I slowly stood up with her impaled on my cock and walked us to the door. I hoped Beth would like the way I opened the door! I expected to surprise her with what I was wearing (remember, Mindy’s pussy enveloping my cock) but shit I didn’t expect what I saw.



“Hi Beth, come on…WHAT THE FUCK!” I said/shouted as Beth stepped in followed by Carol, also cheer squad; Jane, Carol’s embarrassed mother who covered her eyes while trying to stay outside; and then Melanie (Mel) who was pushing hard on Jane’s back, pulling the door closed behind her.



Mel looked at Mindy bouncing on my rock hard cock and said, “WOW, now that’s what I call a thrill ride!”



Jane said with her eyes still covered, “Melanie, how can you say such a thing? Oh this is too much! Carol, come with me, we are leaving this house right NOW!”



“Have fun walking Mom, we rode over with Beth and she doesn’t look like she will be leaving any time soon. Nor will I for that matter.”



“Evie, what’s going on?” I called out as Mindy resumed her wild fucking on my still skyward cock.



“Oh don’t get your panties in a knot! Mom and Jessica are tired, well beat actually, you have fucked them too well today my studly bro! We had to call in reinforcements! Besides I think you will enjoy this part as well.”



Mel walked up to me and lifted Mindy’s sagging head with her finger, asking, “Miss, are you all right? You look really sated!”



“Ooooooooohhhhh fuckkkkkkk yeahhhhhhhh,” Mindy groaned with a smile.



Mom walked up to me and smiled as she said softly, “Dale honey, why don’t you put Mindy down over there so Jessica can clean your cum out of her pussy.”



Beth, Carol and Melanie all said “Happy New Years, Mrs. Parker!” before Beth continued with “It’s nice to see SOOOOO much of you tonight!” They all giggled as Jane’s eyes grew huge with shock.



“You…you’re their mother!! How can you?!” Jane screeched. “Oh my god, Beth said this was going to be the best party ever and it’s just DEBAUCHERY!” As she spoke I was depositing the still limp Mindy where my mother had asked me to. When I turned back around Jane’s eyes locked onto my shiny cock and she slowly gasped out “Whhhaaaatttt the fuuuuucckkkk! Ohhhhh goddddd…THAT was inside of HER?!!!”



Mel ran up to me and cried out, “Me next! Please Dale, let me be next! PLEASE! I’ll really make it special for you!” as she jumped up to hug and kiss me, my cock trapped between us. Mentally I pictured Donkey from Shrek and chuckled inside.



“Sure thing, you pretty pixie! Do you have your ID to show how old you are?”



“EVERY body asks me that! I’m 18 years old, 19 next February 14th. And keep your wisecracks to yourself, I’ve heard them all. Please don’t tease me like this!”



I scooped her up and wandered off to the family room to get a change of view. Placing her back onto her feet, I said, “You appear to be way over dressed for this party.”



Mel didn’t say a word, but her hands flew as in less than 20 seconds she was standing before me proud of her little naked body. She was obviously excited as her neck and cheeks were flushed and her tiny tits were capped with rock hard nipples that seemed way too big for such small boobs. She saw my eyes pause as I took them in and she pinched each nipple in her fingers while stating, “I know most girls have bigger tits, but I love my itty-bitty-titties! They are sooooooo sensitive I can make myself cum just from teasing them!”



Evie had followed us and she interjected, “Dale gets all of us off by just working our boobs, so that’s very common around here.” Then she stepped up to us and gave Mel a kiss on the lips before turning to me for a good hug and kiss, as well as two wanks on my cock. “You two have fun, and Dale, go easy on her at first!”



“I can handle it, Eva! And how can you tell Amber’s boyfriend what to do?” Mel asked as she too stroked my cock with both of her hands.



“It’s easy, Mighty-mite (Mel’s nickname on the team), he’s my little brother!” Sis then exited the room leaving Mel pondering that with her mouth open.



Finally she gasped out, “Beth said we were all going to get fucked royally by you, but she didn’t say there was any family stuff going on other then Eva’s mother being a part of it.” I quickly mentioned my aunt and cousin whom she had met as I answered the door. “You stud! Less talk, more cock!” she said as she pulled me down onto the couch and slowly worked my cock into her mouth.



Melanie pushed forward onto my shaft, her eyes bulging as she took about half my cock to the back of her mouth before pulling off with “Shit you are BIG!” before she went right back down onto my shaft. I was amazed when she first looked up into my eyes and held them for a moment before she winked as me and then just slid forward as my cock just disappeared from view, her throat muscles working me excitedly.



“Oh my god, Mel, that is fucking incredible!” I croaked out as she bobbed on my shaft. Her eyes crossed as she watched my cock while she pulled nearly all the way off of me before slowly filling her mouth and throat with me again. Suddenly she sucked her cheeks in and pulled off of me, her tongue snaking hard on my cock’s underside. Mel paused when only my helmet remained inside her lips and let her tongue go wild on my tip. “Jesus Mel, you’re driving me insane like that, oh fuck!”



She winked again and then bobbed all the way down again before switching directions and pulling nearly all the way off. Once more she stopped just at my tip and in no time she had my cock screaming for relief as my balls churned in her grasp. “Holy fucking shit, you are incredible!” I said as she brought me almost to the brink.



“I told you I’d make it special for you.” She said quickly after pulling off of me. “Now for the big finish!” and she took me straight to the bottom, swallowing on my shaft to really get me going. She felt my cock grow some more and pulled back again until just my tip was inside her warm soft mouth. This girl could probably tie THREE knots in the stem of a cherry; her tongue was just that talented! I lurched, groaned, shook, and quivered as she worked her tongue around my ridge coaxing out my first of seven hard blasts of cum.



“Ooh FUCK! Shit … oh god … shit Mel … oh my god!” I cried out as she worked her magic on my suddenly extremely happy cock. I get GREAT blowjobs all the time, but this girl really knew how to ring my bell, DAMN! She didn’t pull off of my cock until she was certain I had no more cum to give.



“Well, Dale, did you like that? Do you still think I am a little kid after the way I sucked your big cock?” I just gasped and shook my head as she slowly slithered up my chest and kissed me hard, my cum taste strong on her lips. As we kissed she took my shaft and guided it to her little opening and said, “I love it when the guy is good for more than one round! Oh fuuuuuuck!” and she shoved her hips down taking two-thirds of me into her pussy.



Melanie froze right there before saying, “God damn but you are huge! My little pussy’s going to love you when we’re finished!” She kissed me again, her tongue deep inside my mouth as she lifted up a few inches and held position for several seconds before I felt her body tense just before she slammed down onto me. “OH FUCK!” she shrieked as I bottomed out inside of her. I tried to hold her still but she wouldn’t go for that, instead bouncing her pussy onto me as fast as car tires going over a rough ten track rail road crossing! Obviously, when she wanted to fuck, she fucked!



It was her turn as she cried out “Oh fuck … oh god yes … oh shit … FUCK … FUCK … FUCK … CHRIST YESSS I’M CUMMMMMINGGGG!” Her hips never stopped as she rode me like a jockey to a monumental climax. Her climax ended just as fast as it started and she drove her pussy hard and deep onto my shaft and stopped right there, her breathing ragged as she clutched to me.



“That was soooo fantastic, Dale! I’ve never cum so quickly on a cock before! Your cock is reaching spots no man ever has, and trust me, I’ve had plenty! Oh my god Dale, just roll me over and fuck me anyway you want to, I’ll love it no matter what you do!” After she had calmed down I spent several moments while I kissed both sides of her neck from her shoulder to the back of her ears, especially behind her ears and soon she groaned as her body shook again on me.



Gently I picked her up with my cock still firmly stuffed inside of her and placed her on her back with her hips right at the edge of the couch. Before I could move she grabbed me to hold me still and softly said, “Dale, before I forget to tell you this, you are the first guy to make me cum just by kissing my neck!” She kissed me before finally releasing her hold on me and I started pumping my shaft into her.



Three minutes later she was jerking her legs into the air in time with my thrusts forcing her pussy up to meet me as she groaned in ecstasy. Just as she neared her orgasm she lifted her hips even higher and I slipped out of her pussy before shoving right back in. “OH FUCK ME!” she screamed as my cock accidentally slammed all the way into her tight little ass-hole. I started to apologize when she snarled at me, “Don’t fucking stop! Fuck me damn it! Fuck my fucking ass! Oh god that is so good!” and I started pumping into her backdoor with gusto.



She began shaking beneath me and I grabbed her hips to increase my leverage into her as I slammed hard into her ass over and over. Somehow she tightened her bung hole even more as she cried out, “Oh god yes, I’m cumming with your cock in my ass! Oh god yes, fuck me Dale!” My cock swelled in her tight brown hole and she gasped “Fuck my ass! Fill me with your cum! Oh shit I’m cummmmmmmmmmminnnng!” My cock lurched inside of her as my first huge rope of cum painted her bowels with cum. I was groaning as she was screaming and shaking violently while I continued pounding into her.



Melanie grabbed my shoulders and pulled me hard into her face and clamped her lips to mine as my cock went on auto pilot. Her eyes had a look of amazement as we locked onto each other and kissed passionately for over a minute until my cock finally ran out of cum and I slowed my thrusts into her well fucked ass. Finally she broke off her kiss and slumped back with a tired smile on her face. Twice she shook around me before saying, “Oh you fucking god, I told you no matter how you did it, I would love it, well you surpassed my wildest imagination! Holy fucking shit, that was my best cum ever! My butt’s a little sore, but god I loved how you took me to my greatest heights of pleasure!”



“Mind if I clean out that beautiful ass and pussy?” Mindy asked as she tapped my shoulder.



As I pulled out and stepped out of the way, Mel said softly, “Come here Dale, I want to clean you off now!”



Soon she was way beyond just cleaning my cock and Beth spoke up, “Hey, we would ALL like to get his cum! You’ve already had TWO loads so you need to wait for the third one!”



Mel groaned around my shaft as she let me slide out of her throat and mouth, then said, “Sorry Beth, I guess I got carried away! He has the BEST cock around!”



“Well, we all are aware that YOU should know! Just kidding girlfriend!”



They hugged briefly before Mel started to move away from me. Mindy stepped up to her and said, “Hey, we don’t want to lose any of that stuff! Lay back down and I’ll clean you out!” Mel readily agreed and Mindy soon had her shaking on her tongue!



Beth had kneeled between my legs and was gently stroking my shaft and working just my tip in her mouth. She looked up at me with her Bambi like eyes and said, “Dale, this may seem strange to you, considering what is going on around here tonight, but I have only one hard and fast rule. I will suck your magnificent cock for you as often as you want it, and you can fuck my ass all night long, but under no circumstance are you allowed to put your cock in my pussy! I am still a virgin and I want to give myself to that special man on our wedding day. I know this may sound strange…”



“It makes perfect sense to me.”



“…in this day and…what? It makes sense to you?! But look at how everyone here wants to fuck you!”



“So, what does that have to do with what YOU want to do? If you made the decision to wait until your wedding night, then you have my full support, and I wish you all the best in your future married life!” She looked at me with disbelief so I pulled her up into my arms and hugged her tight for several moments. I lifted her chin with my fingers and said, “This doesn’t mean I wouldn’t like to fuck you, but you stated your conditions and I accept them. No questions asked; I will not try to force you to change your mind. Besides, the short bit of a blow job you were doing felt great, and I have always liked your ass, so this seems like a win-win to me!”



“Why did I never notice you before? No man has ever been so understanding about this before. Amber is one lucky girl to have hooked up with you! If she wasn’t my friend I just might try to steal you away from her.” Beth leaned into me and gave me an extremely passionate kiss before sliding back down to my cock and sucking me fully down her throat before pulling off of me with a huge grin on her face. “I am going to love it when you shoot your cum down my throat! In fact, I’m so excited about it that I almost can’t wait for you to fuck my horny ass!” Then she took me deep again down her throat before using her tongue and throat muscles to work my cock into a frenzy. I was groaning hard when she finally let me slip from her lips, telling my cock, “I’ll see you later, Mr. One-eye!”



Beth got down on her hands and knees before me and said, “Okay, Dale, shove that monster into me and fuck the living shit out of me! I’ve heard you are the best and I want you to prove it.”



“Sure thing, gorgeous, but you need to roll over onto your back.”



“NO! I told you only anal!”



“I know that, but I am going to be looking into your beautiful eyes when I make you cum and cum some more.”



“Okay, as long as you promise to keep your word about my rule!” she said as she slowly rolled over, a hint of fear in her eyes. I moved over her between her long legs and she put her hands over her pussy.



“Beth, if you don’t trust me, we can just forget about this. You can just give me the blowjob you’ve been talking about, or you can go talk to any of the girls about my word. If you choose to continue, then just use both of your hands to guide me where you want me.”



“Okay, Dale, I’m just so used to guys wanting to be the one who took my cherry, it’s strange for me to believe your attitude,” Beth told me. Then she took my cock in her hands and pulled me right up to her brown puckered hole, then gave me a nervous smile.



I leaned down to her and kissed her gently, my tongue finding hers briefly before I pulled my face back and said, “Thank you Beth for trusting me, I won’t betray you.” Then I slowly pushed forwards and her anal ring popped open under my pressure and my cock slipped into her about three inches.



“Oh god you feel good!” she gasped as I paused to let her adjust to my size. After a few seconds she urged me on so I pushed into her slowly once more and didn’t stop until about 7 inches of cock was up her ass. “Oh my god, Dale, you are really big! I love it so just start fucking me with that weapon of yours! Don’t hold back, I can take everything you can give me!”

I took her word for it and was quickly pounding into her tight ass hole as she gripped my arms tightly. In just a matter of two or three minutes her eyes grew huge and she gasped “Oh my god, Dale, I’m going to cum! Oh fuck yes, do it! Fuck my ass…oh god it’s so good.” I was slamming my entire eight plus inches into her delectable ass as she looked down between us watching my cock as I continued pounding into her. My lips found hers and as we French kissed her body shook violently beneath me and she ripped her lips from mine crying out, “OH FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK I’MMMMMMM CUMMMMMMMMMMMINNNNNNGGGGGG! SHITSHITSHITSHITSHIT OH GOD YESSSSSSSSSSSSS!”



My hips slowed as she tried to catch her breath once her climax was over. Beth’s eyes had been clamped tightly shut as she came and finally she was able to open them as she tried to smile up at me. “Holy fuck that was intense, Dale. That was without a doubt the hardest I have ever cum!”



I leaned in and kissed her hard before saying, “I’m glad you liked it! Your next one will be even better!”



She pulled me in for another deep kiss before telling me, “I love a guy who has a positive attitude! Now let’s see you back up your big words with action!”



I grinned down at her as my hips began moving with more authority as I held nothing back. Beth was moaning nonstop as my cock ravaged her ass unmercifully. Every time I sensed she was getting close I backed off for a bit to allow the feeling to pass. Beth was extolling her love for what I was doing to her and I slowly pushed her back up the hill to her climax. Just before she reached it I leaned in and sucked her left nipple deep into my mouth, lightly biting down on it as my tongue flicked it rapidly. Beth held me tight to her chest as she began whimpering in heat while I slipped my fingers between our hips.



“OH MY GODDDDDDDD!” she screamed as my thumb and forefinger found her clit and rubbed and pinched it hard. My hips continued pounding her as I intensified my three pronged attack. Beth’s body tensed into near board stiffness as she screamed my name as her second orgasm slammed into her like a freight train, her body suddenly jerking wildly beneath me. With each thrust into her she groaned out one word at a time as she slowly said, “OH … MY … GOD … OH … MY … GOD … OH … MY … GOD … FUCK … ME!”



As her colossal climax waned I eased up on her slowly as her head rocked side to side and she groaned over and over again. I slid my lips from her rock hard nipple and moved up to her lips, kissing her gently as I looked deep into her eyes. Beth had her nails digging into my arms and softly said, “Oh gosh,” when she notice it and moved her hands around my shoulders, hugging me tightly to her.



“Are you okay, Beth?” I asked her after breaking off the kiss.



“Oh my god, Dale! You did this to me after fucking all day long?! I don’t know if I could live through one of your fucks when you are fresh. Holy fucking shit, that was fucking incredible!”



“I’m glad you feel that way, I wanted you to never forget this time together!”



“You don’t have to worry about that! I don’t believe any other guy will make me cum harder than you just did! Now I believe it’s my turn to make you feel really, really great! I’m going to give you my best blowjob ever!”



Her earlier efforts at sucking my cock were a poor indicator of her oral abilities and she soon had me pumping my hips up into her accommodating mouth as she worked me higher and higher towards a enormous orgasm. Beth had use of every tactic I had ever experienced as she brought me right to the edge of an eruption.



Moments before I would have exploded she pulled completely off of me and slid her face up to mine, giving me one of the best kisses I had ever experienced. As she finally broke the kiss she looked deeply into my eyes and said softly, “I just want you to know how jealous I am of Amber! You are the best guy I have ever known, and I hope she will let us get together again … many times! Many, many, many times!”



Then she slid down my body until her lips wrapped around my cock head where she took only two inches into her mouth sucking hard as her tongue went wild adoring my cock head. She kept this up for about a minute until I groaned as my balls churned in her hand. Beth’s eyes left my cock and locked onto mine as she sucked even harder and took me fully down her throat, where she began bobbing her face rapidly on and off of my entire length.



I groaned hard again and she increased her suction even more around me as she winked at me just as I exploded into her mouth with the first huge rope of cum from my over worked balls. Beth moaned around my shaft as I groaned out with each huge spurt from my cock, her hands jerking my lower half of my rod as she continued her oral masterpiece on my first five inches in her mouth. Beth was the only woman that day to take every blast of cum into her mouth, and she never lost a drop!



My balls stopped pumping but Beth just kept on working my cock with everything she had! Several times my body lurched mightily as she did her best to coax even more cum out of my balls. It felt too good to tell her to stop so she just kept on for another three or four minutes before she decided she should stop to allow the next lady her time with me.



“God but I already love your cock, Dale! If we were alone I would just keep right on sucking on you until you could cum some more! I bet you would love it too,” she whispered into my ear.



“I believe I would like that a lot! You certainly know how to suck cock! Holy shit that was so good!” I pulled her in for a parting kiss and then said, “I can’t wait for round two with you, Beth!”



“Me too, more than you can even imagine,” she responded.



I looked around wondering who would be next, then managed to get to my feet just as Robin and Jessica walked up with a naked and very turned on Jane between them. “Dale, this is Jane, and she really needs your best, most gentle loving,” my mom said. “She hasn’t been with a man in over ten years, says she has never had an orgasm. We got her excited but didn’t get her off yet. Take your time and give her at least four! Remember, we all love you!”



Taking her hand I led Jane to the nearest couch where I eased her down onto her back before me. “Are you ready, Jane?” I gently asked her.



Her lips quivered as she softly replied, “I … I’m scared. It’s been so long, and I’ve never really enjoyed it before. B-but all the girls here seem to think you are great, so I might as well give it one last try!” She stared into my eyes for a moment before finishing with, “You need to know that I have often been told that I am a frigid cold fish.”



“Well my lovely Jane, we will just have to find out about that! My money is on ass-hole men who didn’t know how to give you pleasure! So just trust me and let it happen. If I do something you are uncomfortable with, just tell me, okay?”



We kissed for a short while, her arms tentatively reaching around my shoulders before stroking my back. My hands found their way to her full breasts and I began massaging both of them, her nipples rapidly becoming rock hard. I kissed all around her face and neck, giving each side equal time and her nipples some how got even harder and slightly bigger as she moaned softly.



My lips trailed down her chest to her boobs and I gently attacked her excited tits, sucking her nipples hard and giving each of them several light nips with my teeth. Jane’s moans got harder and she held my face to her chest as I worked my oral magic on her long neglected tits. “OOOOooooh my god, this feels so goooooooood, Dale. Don’t stop, I love what you’re doing to me!” she groaned out.



Knowing the rest of the women were taking this time to rest up and get acquainted with the other new arrivals, I took my mother’s words to heart and took my time, stoking the fires of Jane’s never before awakened passions. “Oh Dale, no one has ever done this to me before! Oh shit it feels so damned good! Oh fuck it’s so good.” Jane said urging me on. She began squirming beneath me as her body experienced these sensations for the first time.



After over ten minutes working her tits I slid back up her body and kissed her lips gently as I searched her eyes for signs of her arousal. A blind person could have seen them as she was turned on beyond belief … so much for the ‘frigid cold fish’! After giving her a deep French kiss, during which she was more than just a willing participant, I dragged my lips and tongue back down her chest, pausing to give each nipple a hard suck and tongue flick before continuing down her abdomen to her full blond bush.



“Oh god, Dale, what ever are you doing down there?” she asked just before my lips found her clit.



“I’m making love to a beautiful woman!”



“Oh god!”



Her hands fell lightly onto my head as I resumed my slide down to her sex. When I found her slit I marveled that her clit was already poking its head out from behind its hood…no way could she be frigid! I gently breathed out my hot breath onto her clit and she groaned in pleasure as her hands gripped my head even tighter. My lips eased around her clit and I gave it a soft suck with just a tiny flick of my tongue making Jane cry out as her body shook violently, “Oh my GOD! What did you just do to me? Oh god, DON’T STOP! MORE! I WANT MORE!”



I sucked her clit much harder and my tongue went wild attacking her little nubbin as she shrieked in joy and pressed my face hard against her clit. Jane’s body was twitching and jerking all over the couch beneath me as she emitted one unknown shriek after another, her toes curled tight against the balls of her feet. Eventually she slowed her movements and gasped out “My god … what the hell did you do to me?”



Before I could lift my head from where her hands still held me tightly, I heard her daughter, Carol, say, “Oh mom, Dale just made you cum! Oh mom, you looked so beautiful just now! I love you mom,” and then I heard kissing above me as mother and daughter were obviously enjoying a very deep kiss. I was continuing lightly flicking my tongue on her clit as Carol moved down to me and whispered into my ear, “You made my mom so happy and I love you for it. When the two of you are finished and she can’t cum anymore, I promise I will make you feel as much pleasure as she is! Thank you Dale for being you!” She kissed my shoulder and then was gone.



Finally I was able to move further down her slit where I started working my tongue into her soaking wet slit and pussy. The first time I pushed my tongue deep into her fuck hole Jane gasped out, “Oh GOD!” I started tongue fucking her as my fingers found her clit and the two pronged attack soon had her screaming in joy as another huge climax powered through her body.



Jane’s body went limp after her climax and I started kissing the inner part of her thighs where they joined her body. After about a minute of this I felt her head lift up and her hands found me once more, pulling me up to her. Her eyes no longer showed fear, instead now were full of wanton desire and she huskily said, “Fuck me Dale! I need to feel your cock inside of me! FUCK ME NOW!”



Quickly I moved back up her body and gave her a kiss just as my rock hard shaft found the opening to her pussy and slipped in about an inch or two. “Oh god, it’s been soooooo long since I’ve felt anything like this!” My hips pulled back just a bit before I eased into her again, not stopping until I had over half my shaft inside of her.



“Oh Jane, you feel fantastic!” I told her just before kissing her deeply.



She kissed me back with equal passion as her legs rose up and wrapped around my ass, pulling me into her even more. I pushed back slightly once more before giving her a hard thrust as my entire cock was buried deep inside of her.



“Oh Dale! Oh god yes, fuck me Dale! You feel so good inside of me, so big and hard.”



Lifting up I looked into her eyes and said, “Are you ready for the first real fucking of your life?”



“Oh god Dale, YES! Just fuck me, fuck your cock into me any way you want to! Any way at all, I know it will be fantastic!” She felt me slowly moving in and out and looked deep into my eyes as she groaned out, “Oh yes, fuck me like no man has ever done before!”



We quickly got into sync with her legs aiding in pounding my shaft harder and harder into her until I thought she would be bruised for weeks after. Yet I couldn’t ease my thrusts as her legs just insisted on my pounding her sex hard.



After about three minutes of this I leaned my head down to her right tit and sucked her still hard nipple deep into my mouth. My suction increased as I lightly bit her hard eraser tip and my tongue flicked it the speed of a honey bee’s wings. Jane’s hands pulled her hair as she cried out, “Oh my god, oh my god, OH MY GOD I’M CUMMING!” Her hips were lifting off the couch with each of her leg pulls as we worked together giving her an incredible climax that never wanted to end. Slowly she groaned out “Ohhhhhhhh myyyyyyyy godddddddd, ohhhhhhhh myyyyyyyy godddddddd, ooooooooooooh Dallllllllle, I never knew it could be sooooooo good!”



We kissed deeply for about a minute, my hips and her legs still gently working together to continue our fucking. Jane began sobbing even as we kissed and I moved away to see if she was all right. She beat me to it as she said, “Don’t worry, I’m fine … Oh god I am SOOOOOO fine, thanks to you! I am just crying because you have made me happier than I ever thought I could be! My fucking ex was such a selfish ass, just like my two boyfriends before him! I hope they rot in hell for the lies they told me!” Then she kissed me hard as her pussy tightened its grip on my rock hard invader.



“Ooooo, I think somebody is ready for more!” I said as my hips started picking up the pace.



“Just fuck me Dale, mark my pussy on the inside, pound me where no man has ever reached before! Oh god I love how you make me feel!”



In no time her legs had fallen off of my hips and lay limp, spread wide as she opened her sex for me. I was giving her every possible thrust into her pussy; hard, soft, fast, slow, deep, shallow, long and hard, short and rapid fire, etc. Jane was moaning for over six minutes as I worked my magic on her pussy before she finally crested with “Oh DALE! Oh fuck yes, oh god don’t stop please, god don’t stop! Shit, shit, shit, shitshitshitshitSHITSHITSHIT OOOOHHHH FUUUUUUUUUUUCK! Oh my good GAWWWWWWWWWWDDDDDDDDDD!”



My head dipped down to hers and I began gently kissing her, but her arms wrapped around my head and she nearly pressed our faces into one as she kissed me heatedly. After several moments she released her hold on me but smothered my face with kisses all over as she panted out her adoration for me. “Oh Dale, how can you do this to me? This is so incredible … I just can’t believe what I am feeling right now. OH GOD!” she gasped as I suddenly gave her a full 8 inch hard thrust into her as I resumed my fucking.



She began to wrap her legs around me again but I grabbed them and pushed them both up and over her until I had them pinned beside her head as I resumed hard deep thrusts into her. “Oh my god, you feel even deeper like this, Dale! Oh god, don’t stop, fuck me harder and make me cum! Show me what a bastard my ex is!”



I was powering hard into her and I knew Jane was once again getting close. When I changed my angle just a little my cock head rubbed hard against her g-spot on each thrust and her eyes shot open wide as she screamed out, “Oh MY god! Oh FUCK it’s so GOOD! Oh fuck … oh shit … oh god I’m cumming again! Oh god Dale, fuck me! Fuck me! Oh god it’s SO GOOD!”



Her climax rolled on and on as she grabbed my arms tight, her pussy gripping my cock in a vice like hold! Her climax was just ending when her extremely tight pussy pushed me over the edge and I groaned out, “Oh god, Jane, I’m going to cum!”



Locking her eyes onto mine she cried out, “YES, fuck me and fill me with cum! Oh god I need to feel you shooting inside of me!” My cock hardened and then I was blasting rope after super hard rope of cum deep within her. As my first rope dug a hole in the back wall of her pussy she tightened her vaginal muscles even more as she joined me in climactic release, “I’m cumming again! Oh shit I’m cumming on your cock! Oh Jesus God it’s so good! Oh god! Oh god! OH GOD! OH GOD! OH FUCK YES! OH GOD! OH SHIT! OH GOD! OH FUCK YESSSSSSSSSSSSS!”



Finally we both stopped cumming and I started to ease back and off of her, but Jane grabbed me and some how pulled me back on top of her doubled over body. “NO DALE! Don’t move! Stay just like this! I want to enjoy this feeling for as long as I can. I want to feel your wonderful cock throbbing with your heart beat deep inside of me. I need to feel the man who proved that bastard wrong, to feel you inside of me for as long as possible, please!”



“Okay beautiful!” I said as I gave her a gentle yet passionate French kiss that she returned in kind. Every few seconds her pussy would twitch around me and after about four minutes I gave my cock a twitch, moving it inside of her.



“Oh fuckkkkk yesssss,” she gasped as her body shook under me as another, but much smaller climax punctuated our love making. She hid her face against my shoulder and briefly sobbed against it before she softly said, “Oh Dale, you have made this old gal so happy, I didn’t mean to get you wet with my tears, but trust me, they were tears of joy! Thank you for being so good with me!”



“Jane, my beautiful lady, you have nothing to thank me for! I want to thank you for trusting me enough to be with me like this. Obviously you are NOT a ‘frigid cold fish’! In deed, you are one hot and very fantastic fuck!”



“Oh damn!” she said as she kissed me as more tears flowed down her cheeks. “Why couldn’t you have been around when I was eighteen? Oh god I would have loved to have ten kids by you!” She kissed me again before saying, “Okay, you can get up now, but I can’t wait until we get together again later tonight.”



I lifted up and out of her as Jane looked around the room at all the beaming faces before saying, “Does anyone want to clean out a cum filled pussy?”



Carol was there first saying “Let me mom! I talked you into this, now I want to show you how much I love you!” Jane’s look of shock quickly turned into one of pleasure and love as she watched her daughter suck her dry of my cum while also bringing her to the brink once more. Just as she knew she had gotten all of my deposit Carol stepped up her efforts and Jane cried out as her daughter made her cum once more. Mother was unable to speak as daughter moved up to her face and kissed her passionately for the first time ever. “I love you mom! And your pussy tastes heavenly!”



While this was going on I took time to pee followed by gulping down a protein shake and then an energy drink. Mom walked up behind me in the kitchen and hugged me tight as she said, “I watched how you were with Jane, son, and I have never been more proud of you! It was truly an eye opening experience for her, and she might not have even started with you had you not been so much the man! Too bad her previous loves had to be such louts to make her believe it was all her, when it was so obviously them! I love you so much, Dale, and I intend to show you exactly how much after you have a few days to recuperate. Now go take care of Carol like only you can!”



As I re-entered the room where Carol was nearing the end of her oral cleaning of her mother, I was quickly greeted by Evie and Amber. They each grabbed me on opposite sides and hugged and kissed me before saying in unison, “Oh Dale, I love you so much!” Evie continued with, “I came just from watching you with Jane, it was so hot!”



“You did? Holy shit, I did too!” Amber gushed. “That was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen!” Then they both kissed me again before gently pushing me towards where Carol was just finishing with her mother.

Carol slowly rose up from her mother’s totally satisfied body and turned looking for me. I stepped up to her as she smiled brightly at me. I heard our grandfather clock striking 10:00 P.M. and knew I had to pace things out as I had plans of my own for midnight!



I stepped up to Carol as she rose onto her tip-toes and we kissed for the first time, her tongue sliding into my mouth in search of my own. After about two minutes of her intense kiss I had to break it off saying, “You are a great kisser, Carol, but I have other things planned for you.”



“Good luck with your plans, big man! I told you that I was going to pleasure you after you took good care of my mom, and you REALLY did a great job on her! I was sooo happy watching you prove to her that she COULD enjoy having sex! Now I want you to fuck me until I cum once, then I am going to give you the best blow job I have ever given any guy!”



I started placing Carol onto her back but she said, “Nonono! I’m the one that gets the top! Next time you can fuck me till I scream but this time I get to fuck you!” I rolled onto my back and Carol grinned at me as she straddled my hips while I took in her unbelievable charms. “What do you think, Dale? Do I look good enough for you to fuck?”



Scanning her body I admired her tits, so similar to Amber’s but with much tinier nipples. The rest of her body was slightly fuller but she would be at least a ’9′ on any guy’s ten-point scale and probably a ’9.6′! My hands moved up and squeezed her tits as I replied, “Oh yeah, you are one hot chick! Any guy would love to fuck you, and I can’t wait for you to slide your sexy little pussy down onto me!”



“I hope you aren’t just saying that to make me feel good, because…” Carol patted her tummy and hips before continuing “…I am just a bit pudgy compared to the rest of the girls here.”



Moving my hands from her boobs I slid them down to her waist and gave her a gentle squeeze before moving to her hips and repeating my action. I pulled her face down to mine, stopping about three inches apart and said, “You are right, I misspoke! Only a complete idiot would turn down a chance to fuck you! What I see and what I feel are both sexy as all hell and if I wasn’t already hooked up with Amber, I would love for us to be a couple!”



Carol’s face had fallen when I started speaking, but quickly became alive with glee and she said, “Oh Dale, a woman loves to hear talk like that! Amber is so lucky! Guess I’ll just have to make the most of tonight then, right?” I couldn’t answer her as she clamped her lips to mine and tried to reach my stomach with her tongue.



Finally she released me and grabbed my cock before placing it at her opening. She looked into my eyes for a few seconds before looking between us and watching as she slid her pussy lips around me and slowly sank all the way down, taking my entire length in one plunge. “Oh my god, Dale! You just split me apart! Damn you are big!” As she spoke I massaged her tits and soon she seemed to melt over me and her hips started lifting up and then slowly dropping back down. “Oh yeah, I LIKE fucking you! Oh Jesus this feels so good! Ooooooo shit, you are hitting spots no other guy knows I have!”



I lifted my head up and sucked her left nipple into my mouth as my hand worked on her right one again. Carol groaned in pleasure as soon as I sucked hard the first time. Her hips were now pounding down onto me as I continued working her tits relentlessly and Carol was groaning out words of endearment. I could tell she was riding the waves of an impending orgasm and I continued sucking and fingering her nipples as I slid my right hand down to her clit.



“HOLY FUCK!” she cried out as I rubbed her clit for the first time. I never stopped working her tits while my fingers began non-stop rubbing and pinching on her clit and she became very erratic in her movements on my cock. Deciding to help her out, I started thrusting up into her pussy and that sent her to the moon and back as her body quaked over me and she screamed out, “Oh god, oh yes Dale, oh fuck I’m CUMMING! Oh god, shit, oh fuck yes it’s so good! OH … OH … OH … OH … FUUUUUCK YESSSSSSSSS! FUCK … FUCK … OHGOD … SHIT … OH DALE I’M CUMMING SO DAMNED HARRRRRRDDDDDDDD!”



Carol’s body slumped onto me, my cock deep inside of her, as she moaned in the after effects of her tremendous orgasm. It took her about two minutes before she could lift up and speak. “My god, Dale, no wonder my mom is so happy! You are one fantastic fuck, the best I’ve ever had!” Slowly she lifted her hips and pulled her dripping wet pussy from my shaft. Then she leaned back down and engulfed my tip in her hot mouth, her tongue working my mushroom tip like a pro.



“Oh fuck, Carol, that feels great!”



“Trust me you wonderful man, I haven’t even started!” she said before resuming her terrific blowjob in earnest. Carol would take my cock all the way down her throat where her throat muscles would massage me for several seconds before slowly pulling off of me until just my tip remained in her mouth. After working the first three inches with her tongue and lips, she would again slowly suck my entire cock down her throat once again.



Twice I started pumping my hips up into her mouth but each time she pulled off of me immediately, the second time telling me, “Next time we get together you can fuck any part of me as hard as you want to! But right now I am doing you! When I finally make you cum, you can shake and twitch all you need to! But otherwise just lie still for me, please!” How could I refuse an offer like that?



In the distance I heard the clock chime out the half hour followed by the doorbell ringing. I wondered ‘What now?’ as Carol continued her varied assault on my very happy cock. Then I heard Sue’s voice saying “You said I could come back any time I was ready and boy am I ready! If I had known the party grew I would have brought more pizzas.” After that I heard a conversation going on that sounded like introductions and soon I heard Sue walk into the room.



“Hey there, stud, looks like you are tied up at the moment! I hope you are as glad to see me as I am to see you! Amber tells me I am next so I’ll be nearby when ever you two are finished!” Finally she looked at Carol who still had my cock down her throat and said, “Oooo, you’re beautiful! And that is one mouthful I’d love to have!” With that she walked over to Evie and they quickly removed her clothes and started warming Sue up via 69.



Carol had never stopped her blow job and I returned my attention to what she was doing — to what she was doing VERY well! Soon I was groaning and shaking under her talented oral attack. Carol pushed me right up to the edge before she clamped her hands around the base of my cock and squeezed for all she was worth, cutting off any chance for cum to flow. She lifted her face off of me and smiled as she said, “I was just teasing about letting you cum, but I had to get your attention back from that new hottie somehow! Looks like it worked!”



“Oh fuck yeah,” I groaned as my balls still tried to power my sperm at her. I lifted up onto my elbows and watched as she returned to gently sucking my cock while her hands still dammed up my river of cum.



Soon I felt the urgency in my balls subside and Carol gave me another grin before taking just my tip once more and slowly releasing her grip around my shaft. She moaned as a good sized dribble of cum flowed into her mouth, her hands sliding up my shaft forcing my cum from my shaft and into her mouth. Carol pulled away and opened her mouth to show she had a good sized mouthful before she swallowed it down and said, “Oh my god, Dale, your stuff is so tasty! It would make a great diet for me, just swallowing your cum all day!”



Going back to her task, Carol again used every trick she knew to get my rocks off. She had me deep down her throat while swallowing rapidly around me when we both felt my balls start to boil once more. Pulling back quickly her hands again wrapped around my base and clamped down even tighter than before, her tongue attacking my bulbous head with passion. Every few seconds I groaned out “Oh fuck!” as she took me to the edge and then pressed her efforts even more. My balls were screaming for release, my cock feeling about twice its normal full size, while she tightened her grip even more.



My torso lurched up off the floor several times in response to her incredible tongue movements while my balls continued crying out for release. Carol locked eyes with me as she took my shaft as deep as possible without breaking her grip and worked her throat muscles hard on me again before finally pulling back until only about four inches remained inside her hot mouth. She tripled her suction on my shaft while her tongue somehow managed to slide around and around my entire shaft making me cry out, “SHIT! Oh fuck Carol, oh my god girl!”



Incredibly she heightened her suction even more and pulled off of me with a loud ‘POP’ before asking, “Does my favorite man want something?” She gave my tip a quick hard suck as if waiting for an answer before pulling back off and saying, “You look like you just might go crazy if I don’t let you cum! You need to know I’ve never had such a hard time stopping a guy’s cum before! I’m going to love this as much as you will!”



She looked right into my eyes as she slowly took me nearly seven inches deep, then she winked and her hands instantly released me, my cock rocketing a HUGE blast of cum into her throat as she powered down onto my entire shaft. After two more blasts entered her stomach she quickly backed off until only two inches remained in her warmth and she worked hard at swallowing the incredible amount of cum that was still jetting into her hungry mouth. I must have cried out “OH!” a hundred times as she milked my cock pulling over nine more powerful cum ropes from my relieved balls.



Her eyes never left my own as she greedily took everything I had and then worked hard for more! Even after my balls finally stopped cumming, Carol never let up trying to coax more from me, her tongue and throat driving me crazy with lust. I was finally able to speak and groaned out, “Holy fucking shit, woman! OHFUCK! Damn you are good at that! That was the hardest I have ever cum, my god Carol! Oh FUUUUUUUCKKKKKK,” I groaned as she took me deep and worked her throat on me hard some more. Just before she pulled back off of me my balls pumped one more rope into her stomach, then she tightened her lips around me and sucked hard as she pulled slowly off of me, pausing at my helmet to flick her tongue rapidly on it before finally letting me slip from her mouth.



Carol crawled on top of me and kissed me hard and long before asking, “So did I do good, was that your best blow job ever?!”



“Holy shit, Carol, I didn’t think any woman could possibly out do Melanie’s incredible blowjob, but you surpassed her by leaps and bounds! Oh my god, simply incredible! Later on I am going to fuck you sooo good, you may never recover!”



Showing her incredible abilities Carol pulled herself up my prone body and then pushed back down, impaling herself fully on my recovering cock, making us both groan in pleasure. “Damn it,” she moaned, “I know I have to wait but I don’t want to! God I wish you could fuck me again right now!” She kissed me once more before giving me a pouting look as she pulled her pussy off of me.



Sue walked over to me and said, “I hope there are more bullets in that cannon of yours! I have been thinking about you for the last six hours!”



We kissed each other and I let her decide if she wanted bottom or top … she chose top. As she took me into her hot pussy we both groaned in unison, then as she set a good pace I asked, “So, what brings you back here so soon, you beautiful woman?”



“Well, I was already pissed at my boss because he said I had to work late to make up for my ‘flat tire’ episode. Then my now former boyfriend showed up telling me we were going to a special party at his friend Doug’s place. He has taken me to two of those parties at Doug’s before and each time I was the object of their desires as I ended up getting gang banged by ten guys, each of them fucking me at least twice. He was pissed when I said ‘NO!’ and when he insisted I told him that neither he nor any of his buddies had EVER made me cum and I was sick of just being a receptacle for their spunk! He told me that I couldn’t cum so I told him ‘bull shit, while my tire was getting fixed I came FOUR times on a REAL man’s cock, and that if he thought he was so good he could just go fuck himself!’ He almost punched me but two co-workers stopped him and then I told him we were through and got my key back from him. I made five pizzas while I calmed down and then told the boss I was done and I left before he could say anything.”



All through her dissertation she was moving up and down on my shaft, slowly fucking herself on me. When she stopped talking she suddenly slammed her pussy onto me about 5 or 6 times before stopping with our bodies tightly clamped together. “Oh Dale, I’m almost ready to cum! Can you, um … can you maybe tilt your pelvis up towards me and just hold it like that?” I did what I thought she wanted and she melted above me sighing out, “Ooooooo yeahhhhh, like that … just like that! Now hold it while I do this …” and she started rocking and twisting her pussy on my cock, not lifting up but just working her cunt on me while keeping my shaft completely imbedded inside of her.



I watched transfixed as her nipples grew into rock hard nearly inch long points and her hips moved wildly on me, her breathing ragged and shallow. “Oh god! Oh yes Dale, stay like that and I’m going to cum any second now! Oh fuck … oh god … oh … oh … oh … OH … OHOHOHOHFUCK YESSSSS I’MMMMM CUMMMMMING! FUCK! FUCK! SHIT! OHHHHHHFUCKKKKK! Oh … oh … oh god damn!” Then she screamed some kind of sound that carried for well over a minute before her body flopped down onto my chest and she lay there groaning in her release.



Finally she lifted her head up and kissed me before saying, “Holy fuck that was intense! I just realized that if I hadn’t volunteered to bring that order here this afternoon, I would probably be getting fucked repeatedly by eleven drunk guys that haven’t the slightest desire to, or idea how to make me cum. And I would have thought I was the problem! Dale, please roll us over and remove all memory of those assholes from my brain?”



As I did that I heard the Grandfather clock strike eleven and knew I had to pick up the pace if my plans were to work out. My hips were already pumping into her by the time I got her fully onto her back and Sue was loving every second of it. Sue wrapped her legs around me and in no time our bodies were in perfect rhythm as I brought her to her second powerful climax in about 4 minutes, with that followed in less than two minutes by her third as she dug her nails into my back as her entire body shook through the massive shock waves that slammed through her.



“Oh my god, Dale, you really know how to block out a memory for a girl! You REALLY made me cum hard there, even better than earlier today!” She kissed me passionately for several moments as our bodies worked together gently.



“Good, now that I’ve taken care of your memories of those ten extra guys, I’m going to remove all memories of your shit head of a boyfriend!” I told her as I increased my efforts while kissing her forcefully. My right hand found her nipples and was bringing it back to rock hard state when she suddenly pushed her hands hard against my chest.



“STOP!” she yelled loudly, then realized her outburst and went on “I’m sorry! I mean if you are really going to expel him from my memory, then you have to fuck me from behind. His favorite position was doggie style, and EVERY time he was finished he got up by pushing my face into the bed, floor, whatever and laughing. I guess that was his way of showing what a macho man he thinks he is.”



We both groaned as I pulled out of her allowing her to quickly assume the position on her hands and knees. As I started pushing back into her Sue slammed her ass back at me, fully imbedding my cock inside her again and making her groan. “Oh my god, Dale, you feel so much better than he did like this! Now just fuck me and forever remove him from my mind!”



“Not yet, beautiful!” I said, pulling all the way out as she groaned in protest. I quickly kissed my way down to her delicious ass where I said, “This is mine!” and locked my lips on her left cheek before sucking hard and giving her a huge deep purple hickey.



Sue looked over her shoulder and said, “Oh you nasty man, I love it!”



“Then you are going to love this,” I said as I rolled her onto her back again and moved my lips to about an inch above her clit and proceeded to give her a second bright purple marking. Just before moving on I lightly sucked her clit making her lurch beneath me! Sue moaned as I left her clit and once more rolled her onto all fours. This time I gave her right butt cheek an equally impressive purple mark to match the first one.



As I got back in behind her Sue suddenly gave a gasp and quickly rolled over again, saying, “My left tit! You have to mark my left tit! He always sucked on just my left tit! Claim it Dale! Claim ME!” I gave her left tit TWO hickies, one on each side of her perfect nipple while she moaned in joy. “Oh god, yes. Now FUCK me!”



Quickly she resumed the position and grabbed my shaft before pushing her pussy right back onto me! My hips gained speed rapidly as we moved together. Sue was groaning in pleasure in no time and was shaking as she began cumming in about three minutes. “Oh shit, fuck me Dale! Don’t stop, fuck me and fuck him away! Oh god, I’m cumming so good!” We were perfectly timed in our mutual thrusts into each other as she groaned in pleasure, urging me on.



As she came down Sue called out, “No Dale, don’t stop! DON’T STOP! Fuck me, fuck me harder! Make me cum again … oh god yes, almost there, Dale!” My hands reached around her and I grabbed both of her tits and began kneading them as well as using them for leverage against her. When I pinched both nipples her head reared back and she cried out, “Oh fuck yes, pinch my tits! Oh fuck I’m going to cum again! Oh it’s going to be so hard … FUCK … fuck me, Dale, harder … harder … oh god fuck me HARDER!” If I hadn’t had her tits firmly in hand my thrusts would have knocked her flat onto her face, something I did NOT want to happen, then she repositioned her hands to give herself better support.



Sue was wantonly pounding her ass back onto me harder than I had ever fucked any woman this way … and I WAS fucking her as well, making the pounding her pussy received even harder. “Oh my god! Oh my god, yes! Fuck me … it’s SO good … fuck me … oh Jesus god fuck me!” she began screaming as my cock continued pounding her pussy harder than ever.



Somehow she managed to turn her head and look into my eyes as she softly groaned “Ohhhh Thank you Dale,” before her eyes took on a look of near desperation before her face contorted and she screamed “Oh FUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKKKKKK MMMEEEEEEEEEEEE! Fuckme … fuckme … fuckme … fuckme … fuckme … FUUUUUUCKMMMMMEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! OH GOD YESSSSSSSS! I’m cumming! I’m cumming! Oh god Dale, DON’T STOP! I’m cumming so hard! Shit, yes oh god eeeyieaEIAYIEYAIYEAAAIOURGEAEO (or however what she cried out is spelled) FUCK!”



Sue was thrashing about before me, her body slamming even harder onto my cock as I mostly just tried to stay in position behind her. Suddenly she snapped her head back to me, her orgasm clearly written all over her face, as she begged me, “DON’T STOP, DALE! Don’t stop fucking me!” My hips resumed pumping into her and she sort of smiled before her head slumped forwards and then she again SLAMMED back onto my cock before an unintelligible scream erupted out of her mouth as her pussy clamped down hard onto my cock.

I pressed on, pounding into her ass in spite of her tight pussy and her shriek slowly faded away as she ran out of breath. After a huge intake of air she again yelled, “Oh fuck here it comes again! Oh god Dale I’m cumming again! I’m cumming so hard, oh fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck yessssssss!” Sue began using her arms to push her ass against me as her body just would not stop shaking, her voice sounding as if she was talking into the moving blades of a fan. “Oh god Dale, it’s so good, I’m cumming so hard, don’t stop, don’t stop! Oh god fuck me harder … make me cum harder! Shit … fuck … shit!”



My left hand moved around until I was grabbing her by the shoulder to increase my power into her pussy while my right hand slowly began making its way towards her stuffed pussy. Sue’s body just would not stop cumming as every minute — or less — another explosive orgasm pummeled her sex crazed body. “Oh god yes, that’s better! Harder, fuck me harder! Oh shit I’m going to cum again! Oh god yes, fuck shit yes SHITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!” she cried out as her head snapped back and she shook violently.



Just as she started to come down from that climax my right hand reached her rock hard clit and when I rubbed it between my thumb and forefinger she lurched before me shouting out, “Oh my god Dale, you’re doing it! You’re fucking me SO good! Oh fuck I’m cumming!” she cried out as I pinched her clit hard. My balls churned and my cock spewed its first huge rope deep into her pussy as she once more screamed the unknown sounds of her huge climax, her body pounding non-stop onto my cock as I powered into her with even more fervor.



We both shuddered through out our mutual climaxes before she finally came to a stop, her body twitching uncontrollably as she gasped for breath and tried unsuccessfully to talk. Before she regained her composure I pulled her body up to me before turning her face to mine and kissing her deeply, with all the passion I could muster. Sue stroked my face with her right hand as we kissed for several moments before I managed to lift her leg out of the way and rotate her around on my cock until we were chest to chest, my cock still twitching inside her spasming pussy. Her eyes searched mine for several seconds before she simply kissed me harder, her tongue delving deeper as her eyes slowly closed and our mouths shared her moan.



Her eyes reopened and she gave me a weak smile before saying, “Oh Dale, you are just way too incredible for words! I have never …” her pussy spasmed around me again as her eyes briefly rolled up into her head before she recovered, “… oh my god … never cum so hard or for so long as you just made me do! You were SO much better than I hoped for … I don’t think any man will ever beat that, not even you! Now I know why Amber is so willing to share you like this, if she didn’t she’d already be dead from your cock!” She gave me a kiss and simultaneously clenched her vaginal muscles around my shaft. “But what a way to go it would be! Thank you so much, next time I am going to suck your wonderful cock to properly thank you!”



“I look forward to it, my beautiful Sue!” I told her as I eased her onto her back and started easing my shaft out of her. Evie was ready on my left for her turn, while Amber was on my right anxious to clean Sue of my cum. Sue groaned as I exited her wide open gash, her pussy quickly covered by Amber’s mouth.



My sister quickly guided me between her widely spread legs and pulled me fully into her sex, both of us gasping at the wonderful new sensation. We kissed each other once again and I told her, “Evie, I love you so much! I never expected to be able to be this close with you, but I’ve always loved you, always!”



“Well, I’m sorry to say that I am unable to say the same thing, as you know. But I always misread your actions — but no more of that! I love you more than I have any man and I know I always will!” We kissed again as our hips continued working my shaft in and out of her non-stop.



“Evie, this is to wish you a very happy new year! If it wasn’t for Amber, you would get prime time for this, but she has to get it! So if it’s all right with you, the last note of the three-quarter hour chime will be our midnight, okay?” I asked her as I punctuated my last word with a hard thrust.



“Oh god, if I get lots of those it will be!” I let my hips and cock talk for me as I became a battering ram into her hot and wet pussy, her moans growing in intensity as the seconds passed. As we fucked, she said in a choppy fashion, “How did … you ever … manage … to get Sue … to be so … loud this time … I thought … she … came … oh fuck … real quietly?”



A mild, preliminary climax passed through her and I waited till it was over before answering her. “Have I ever told you how pretty you are when you cum? Not that you aren’t pretty, but wow I love seeing your face when you have an orgasm!”



“You say the nicest things!”



“May be, but I really mean it! Anyway, I felt like I was almost performing an exorcism on Sue to rid her of bad memories. It seems that I succeeded, and she really came out of her shell for me. After her slow start, she has turned out to be a very good fuck!”



“As good as me?”



“Not yet, but with your help she will be!”



“Hmmm, I’ll think about it! Now how about just celebrating our own new year’s moment!”



“Sorry sis, I got distracted!” I didn’t wait for her response as my hips resumed their hard thrusting into her. Evie wrapped her legs around me as she helped out by powering her pussy onto me as my cock speared her persistently. We were both groaning loudly as I was nearing my climax and Evie was so obviously trying to forestall her own. Knowing I had been really put through a workout thus far, my sister clamped down around my shaft hard as she tried to help get me there on time.



Our mutual breathing was extremely labored and ragged as my balls started to churn once more. Evie felt it and pulled our lips together as we kissed fiercely. Both of us groaned hard and I put my face nose to nose with hers and said, “I love you sis!” just as I heard the first note of the chimes and my cock blasted her insides with my cum!



“Oh GOD YES!” Evie screamed out as she came at the same instant that my white sauce first hit her back wall. My sister’s head flew side to side as she continued crying out in pleasure as we found our mutual climax, my cock driving deeply into her as I gave her a rather small load of five full ropes followed by a few dribbles. She clung to me tightly and whispered, “Happy New Year, dear brother! I am so happy to have you in my life!”



“Back at you, sis, with all my heart! And I’m not sure what part you played in all of this goings on, but thanks, you have all been great — tiring but great!”



“Yeah, we will have to talk about just how you have managed to hang in so long!”



“Well,” I said after kissing her again, “the motivation has been fantastic at all times! Speaking of which, my girlfriend needs some attention now!” Evie groaned as I moved from her before moaning as Sue dove into her pussy while Amber locked her lips onto mine and jerked my cock with both hands.



“Hurry, Honey, we don’t have much time until midnight!” I told her as I pulled her to her back and placed my cock at her opening.



Amber grabbed my hips and pulled me into her as she said, “Do it baby, fuck me into the New Year! OH god yeah, I love your cock and what you can do to me with it!” After about five minutes Amber locked her ankles behind my ass as she cried out in climactic release, her body shaking as she came.



“For the rest of our lives, doll, the moment of midnight on New Year’s Eve belongs to us!” I told her. “Every year this is how we will enter the next year, by sharing our love for each other!”



“Oh my man is such a romantic! Even after we girls fuck the shit out of you, you still think of me like this, god I love you!” She locked her lips onto mine and we kissed for at least two minutes while my hips continued hammering persistently into her. “Oh Dale, baby, here it cums! You’re going to make me cum so hard again!” Two more thrusts and she shook hard as her body was swept by her climax and she cried out in ecstasy.



I took a glance over my shoulder and was able to see the clock with its ornate pendulum swaying inside. Only just over three more minutes, shit! My pace quickened even more and my angle changed to increase the effect on my cock as I worked at catching up with my always horny Amber. Also sensing the urgency, Amber clamped her super strong vaginal muscles around me while begging me to cum inside of her.



Never in my life did I think sixteen notes of the Westminster chime could be so erotic, but as the last quartet started I groaned into her ear, “OH god Amber, here it comes! Cum with me, honey, oh god!”



Amber had tightened her legs around me and was pumping her hips onto my thrusting shaft just as hard as I was pounding her and she groaned, “Oh Dale, give it to me! Fuck me harder! Harder!” In the background the last note of the chime finished and I happily felt my balls boil over and my hips gave her a mighty thrust as cum blasted out of my cock and deep into Amber’s pussy as the clock started to strike! “Oh fuck yes!” she cried out as she came hard with me, our perfectly timed climaxes lasting beyond the last of the twelve strikes.



Finally able to speak Amber said breathlessly, “Wow, I’ve had cute little kisses on the lips for the New Year’s moment, but that was incredible!” She kissed me hard, her tongue reaching deeply into my mouth before telling me, “Oh Dale, I love you so much! Thank you for wishing me such a wonderful happy New Year’s!”



“It was my pleasure, my dear!”



Amber laughed and then whispered, “Shit, with ten of us horny ladies fucking you non-stop it should be your ‘pleasure’! And now that you mention it, I believe somebody has been holding back on shooting his loads! Shame on you, you rule breaker!”



“I don’t think you can prove it, only that I REALLY tried to cum quick with both you and Evie. Besides, every one of you has cum so hard for me, I can’t think of anybody that would complain!”



“How true! We are all so well fucked I can’t get over all the tired smiles I keep seeing. I’m so glad we thought of doing this!”



“Just whose idea was this, anyway?”



“Well, Evie and I were trying to figure out if there was any way to drain your balls completely, and then Robin heard us and said the five of us should just tie you down and fuck you till you couldn’t any more. Mindy liked the idea but reminded us you’d need bathroom and food breaks so we had to change things up just a little.”



“I figured that, but what about the rest of the cheer squad?”



“Well, first there are three girls that will be soooooo pissed that they were out of town! But as for bringing in our helpers, that was my idea!”



“Are you serious?!”



“Absolutely! You know I love you! Since we started this I had to come up with a way to finish it before us ladies all fell asleep! Besides, I don’t think you have complained one bit!”



“Nope, you are ALL incredible lovers, even Jane!”



“Yeah, I’m really glad she came…” I laughed and gave her a thrust while whispering that I thought Jane was glad that she came, finally! “…along with Carol. Sue was a surprising addition, thanks to my and your mom’s offer.”



“You helped talk her into it!”



“Of course, with what we were doing, why not! Besides, she really needed some of your good loving!” Amber tightened her pussy around me as she said that before continuing with a grin, “And you gave her some of the BEST loving that I’ve ever seen. You were so good to her and I was so proud of you!” We kissed again and then she gave me a light shove saying, “Now be a good boyfriend and go fuck your mother!”



“You’re too much!” I said as I lifted off of her and went in search of Robin. “What is this shit?” I asked when I found my mom and aunt coming downstairs fully dressed.



“Oh honey, we have to leave for a while to check on Jessica’s house. Her neighbor called her cell to complain about the noise from ‘their party’!” I offered to go with them but she told me to stay on task (she laughed at that) and that she had borrowed my digital camera. They both kissed me goodbye and then they were gone as I turned back to see the face of my horny cousin beaming at me.



“Hi cousin, remember me?” she asked with one of her sexiest looks. I told her I did, and she said, “It takes longer for you to get back to me with the extra girls, but anticipation is just part of the turn-on. But now I want you to fuck me harder than ever!”



“Whoa, Mindy, hold on! Girls! Everyone!” I said as I gathered everyone around me. “Listen up, I can still do it, but I am physically worn out! My arms, legs and back are really struggling after what you lovelies have put me through — not that I’m complaining! I just need to rest up while you gals do your thing, is that acceptable to all of you?” All eight heads nodded agreement and I sighed, “Thank you god.”



Mindy took my hand and led me out to the kitchen where she fixed up another protein shake while I downed an energy drink, then she sat me on a chair and knelt down on a few pillows and began giving me one of her patented, loving blowjobs. Never in my lifetime will I ever get over the amazing sight of my tiny cousin taking my cock fully down my throat! She didn’t like giving blowjobs all that much before she did me and had already gotten very good at it! “Oh Jesus, Mindy,” I gasped as she bobbed her head with her nose buried in my pubic hair. “Oh god I love how you do that!” I said as she slowly pulled off of me, sucking hard as she did so.



“I’m glad you like this Dale, I suck no guy’s cock like I do yours! That’s because no other guy can make me feel like you do! You know what? This is really kinky with all the different smells from ALL the women who have cum with you and oozed their stuff into your pubic hair — it is SUCH a rush!” Then she leaned up and gave me a short kiss before inhaling my cock once more, not stopping this time until I pumped her mouth full with five good sized ropes of cum.



After licking me clean once more she slid up my body and kissed me deeply as I squeezed and mauled her perky round tits. She pulled back and grinned before saying, “Don’t loose all your stuff, Dale, because I’m going to be back for more, and more, and more!”



Before I could say anything Melanie stepped up to us and said, “Don’t get greedy, little pretty one! We ALL want more but you get to stay here! But if we are still going in order then it’s my turn! Dale, sweetie, as much as I would love to suck you off, I just have to have you inside of me again!” Then she straddled my legs and positioned me at her opening before easing her young body down my steel pillar. “Oh fuck that feels so good!” she gasped as she bottomed out, my cock head pressing hard against her cervix opening.



After getting used to my size once more Mel began using her legs to push her body up and nearly off of me before dropping hard back down. As she wrapped her arms around my neck I moved my hands to her chest and found her little tits with their rock hard nipples and began teasing them unmercifully as she kissed me passionately. Once more Melanie cried out after only about three or four minutes as her body again shook under a massive climax! She clung to me for several moments before she could speak coherently. When she could Mel softly said, “Oh god Dale, you make me cum so good! I love how you do me! Amber is going to get so much shit from me if this ends up being a one night thing! But in the meantime, I want your cum inside of me!”



Her arms and legs resumed lifting her pussy up and off of me before she dropped back down and soon she was working her pussy hard on me as her hips rocked and twisted around my shaft. We were both groaning as her incredible pussy brought me rapidly towards my own climax. Melanie suddenly tensed and froze on me as she cried out “Oh fuck, it feels so good! Oh god yes I’m cumming again! Oh fuck!”



Soon she calmed back down and resumed her movements on me, pushing me even closer to her goal as her pussy fucked me relentlessly. We both felt my cock head swell and Mel clamped her lips to mine, our tongues desperately dueling. My balls churned and I groaned into her mouth as my first blast painted the insides of her pussy once more. We both cried out “FUUCKKKKKK!” in unison as we came together once more. Mel was frantically pounding her hips onto my rampant cock as her body was wracked with her huge climax! Somehow I managed to pump her full with SEVEN ropes of cum as she cried out in blessed release and her climax rolled through her body for several moments. My balls wanted to keep pumping her full as her climax went on, but I had no more cum to give her — the women were winning the battle.



I held her to my chest as her arms hung limp at her sides, my cock as deep inside her as possible. As her pussy continued its twitching around me my cock throbbed in time to her, Mel’s face gaining a slow but huge smile. “Oh my god, Dale, you make me cum so HARD! I wish I didn’t have to go home!”



“Well my little minx, you can pull more cum from me than any girl I have ever been with! You do know you just received a lot more than the girls before you did!”



“Is that a compliment?”



“Damned straight it is! Your little pussy really sends me to another lever of orgasmic relief! Jesus what you can do with it! You will surprise me if you don’t get my last loads of cum tonight!”



“I hope you’re right, it’ll be my badge of honor! Now be a good guy and take care of Beth for me!”



She pulled up and off of me, her hand clamping over her pussy to hold in my cum as she gave Beth a kiss before turning me over to her Captain. Beth looked down at me sitting with my cock pointing at the ceiling and chuckled. “You look beat, lover boy, but your cock looks good as ever!”



“Trust me oh beautiful one, it is showing signs of wear. But I think I’m good for at least another round or two!” I told her tiredly.



“Oh, oh, it sounds like I’d better make the best of this one in case it turns out to be my last!” she said as she swung her leg over me and sat down with my cock squished between us. Beth started kissing me gently, then more and more urgently as she really rubbed her pussy on my cock trapped between us.



After several minutes of this Beth said softly, “Promise me something, Dale; promise me that you won’t stop kissing me this time.” I started to speak but she touched her finger to my lips and said, “I don’t want to talk with you about this, all I want is your promise that you will not stop kissing me while I get you off once more. Just don’t stop kissing and don’t stop me!”



“Okay, I promise. You do know this is pretty strange though!”



“Just promise me, okay!”



“Done, I won’t stop my kissing of you, and I won’t stop you and your … whatever!”



“Oh thank you! Thank you so much Dale!” She kissed me harder than I believe she ever had before. “Now remember, a real man is a man of his word. And you gave me your word, TWICE!” She kissed me again and then said, “I hope the rest of you is as good a man as this cock of yours.”



As she lifted up to straddle my shaft my hands went down to aim it at her puckered hole. “No, let me, you have lips to kiss and my body to wrap in your arms.” I did as she asked while Beth grabbed my cock in both hands and guided it between her legs her.



I was rubbing her back with both hands as my tongue worked inside her mouth while Beth stroked her sex from her clit to her butt hole several times with my cock head. “Don’t forget,” Beth said as my cock entered her warmth an inch or so. Beth groaned hard into my mouth as she enjoyed the sensations from my cock as she sank down a bit more until I hit something. What the fuck is this, I thought, and my kiss wavered.

Another long day at work is at an end. It has been a week of non stop demands at work and I am ready for some relaxation. Tossing my clothes as I head for the bathroom, leaving a trail of laundry to be picked up later, I stop to stare at my reflection in the mirror. Unable to resist, I pinch my nipples to hard peaks, moaning softly in the quiet of the house. Bending to put the plug in the tub, then start a nice hot bath, spilling some bubble bath in, inhaling the scent of wild strawberries.



Padding naked to the kitchen and grabbing a diet coke, then heading to the computer to check my emails. The same old; buy this, rent this, check this site out…delete, delete and … wait…here’s one with a twist;



{Hello Bethyboo,



I have been reading your stories and have found them inspiring. I am a woman, and I have been trying to come up with a unique gift for my guy. I was wondering if you would be interested in being his Christmas present from me? He loves anal sex and I was hoping that you might want to show up under the Christmas tree. Please find attached a picture and a brief description of him. If you are interested, please contact me and we can set up the details. }



Opening the picture and reading his description, I smile, imagine that…me a Christmas present. Clicking off the computer and shaking my head at the odd email, I head to the tub. Sliding into the foamy hot water, closing my eyes and just concentrating on breathing for a few minutes. His image floats in front of me, dark hair, silvering at the edges and those deep brown eyes, I can just imagine getting lost in them.



What am I thinking, this is ludicrous, and I start to formulate the return email in my mind, “Thank you for your request, but I am not interested….”



Or am I? My hands are drifting over my belly, slowly caressing until they cup my breasts and I pinch my nipples to life, erect and throbbing with his face hovering in my mind. My breath quickens and I imagine myself laying under a Christmas tree, tied with red ribbons, naked and quivering, awaiting the handsome man in the pic to find me and untie me. One hand slithers down my body, leaving a blazing hot trail, to slide between my swollen nether lips, stroking my hard little clit, feeling it quiver as I cum.



Wow, that was quick. My eyes opening in the bright light of the bathroom, blushing, as I am a little embarrassed to be so inspired by a picture and an email. Putting that man, and that email out of my mind, I lather my hair, rinsing under the tap and pulling the plug.



Stepping from the tub, staring at my reflection in the mirror. Pouting as I lift my heavy breasts, wishing they still sat up and begged, but gravity has taken its toll, or shall I say life has left its marks on my body. A scar here, and one over there, breasts not so perky anymore and a belly that could use a few situps, or a few hundred more like it.



Grinning, I have long ago accepted my flaws, and have learned to embrace my assets. My willingness to experiment and ability to enjoy sex, and turning to look at my ass, and that willing curvy bottom, all add up to a sexy time for any brave enough to partake.



Wrapping myself in the towel, and drying my hair, dabbing on some moisturizer and then softly making my way to bed. Climbing between the sheets and letting the dark night take me away to dreamland.



Climbing from bed reluctantly and looking at the clock. Only 9 am on a Saturday morning, wishing I could climb back under the covers, but the day calls, there is much to do today.



After a quick breakfast I slip into comfy jeans and a t-shirt and head out to do some errands. By late afternoon, I can finally go home and relax. Sitting down in front of the computer once more, I read the email from last night again. When I get to his picture, I can feel my nipples stiffen to little throbbing pebbles, straining at my bra, leaving a very telltale rise in my t-shirt.



Smiling, I hit the reply button and type;



{Thank you for your email and while it is very tempting to take you up on your offer I am unable to…}



I pause, push back in my chair and contemplate, weighing my options, having a little war with myself. It is not right, to offer myself up as a Christmas present, but on the other hand…he is very attractive. And it would be a help to this woman…it would be a unique present, and ….my mind hits a blank. So I continue to compose the message.



{…resist at this time. Let’s discuss the details and make this happen.}



I hit the send button before I can change my mind, and holding my breath…I feel the shudder of anticipation rocket through me. Well now, time to do something about this. Leaning back in the chair, I undo my jeans, slip a hand inside and find that warm wet cleft. Rubbing my clit, letting a finger press inside to scoop out more wetness, moaning aloud as my hips slip forward, ass barely on the edge of the chair. Heart beating faster, panting for breath, cumming swiftly, moaning aloud, a cry falling over my parted lips, the wet gush onto my fingers.



Smiling, eyes closed, finger still buried inside my clutching cunt, rubbing my engorged clit…waiting for the quivering of my body to abate…the sound of the email notice bringing me quickly out of my post orgasmic bliss.



Pushing the button, and reading;



{Thank you so much…this will mean a lot to both of us. If you will kindly send me your size, I have just the outfit picked out to wrap you in. Please let me know if the date will work for you.}



I check the date against my calendar and find that it will work and with another delicious shiver, I send her back my acceptance, and my phone number. Within a minute of hitting the send button my phone rings and with a shaky hand I pick up the receiver and say, “Hello?”



Her voice sounds as nervous as mine as she quickly outlines what she is hoping for, and with a breathless sound of agreement, she assures me that she will send me all the pertinent details in an email.



“Thank you so much, he will be thrilled with his Christmas present, and I think you will be pleased as well, he has an amazing cock.” her voice is tinged with nervous excitement.



“I just hope he will be as thrilled with me as I will be with him, and thanks for letting me do this.” my voice quivers, nerves and the recent orgasm lending a huskiness to my voice.



We disconnect and I find that I am looking very forward to meeting this man. With only a week until present time, I will have to find ways to keep my mind off of the encounter or I will be so nervous I might chicken out.



Work and Christmas shopping, decorating and an evening of baking cookies make the week go by quickly and finally the day has arrived.



Lazing in the tub, carefully shaving my legs, my underarms and of course my pussy have me trembling with excitement. In need of some release I lay back in the tub, grab the shower nozzle and direct the spray of water on my clit, it dances under the jets, swells and throbs. My heels on either side of the tub, braced, my pussy draped wide open, clit standing tall from its hood, I let out a scream as I rgasm.Pussy gushing into the tub, eyes feverish as my fingers dive inside and rub that sensitive tract of flesh, and with a growl, I squirt sweet girl cum, drenching my fingers, it drips from my wrist. Breathless, mouth wide in a silent scream…trembling all over as the orgasm is sustained by the jet of water hammering at my hard pleasure nub.



Gasping for breath, unable to move I let the shower nozzle drop into the tub, spraying warm water all over, washing away the fluids, leaving me weak and trembling. Finally climbing from the tub on rubbery legs, I dry my hair, apply a thin coat of make-up and deep red lipstick to match my finger and toe nails. Checking my naked body in the mirror, I smile, this will have to do.



Slipping into jeans and a t-shirt, I pull on my jacket and grab my car keys. It is time to go, and I don’t want to be late. I park on the street a couple of houses down, and walk quickly to their house. She meets me at the door and with a grin, grabs my hand and pulls me inside.



We stand staring at each other and finally she says, “You are perfect, he will be thrilled.”



With that we both giggle and I step out of my sneakers and follow her into the house. She gives me a quick tour that ends in the kitchen. We sit at the table and talk about what I should expect, and by the time all the details are hammered out, we have polished off an entire bottle of wine and both of us are a little giddy.



She pulls a box from under the table and tells me to go to the bathroom and get changed, he will be home in about 30 minutes. I eye the box, bright red and find myself blushing almost the same colour. She just laughs and points to the bathroom.



In the box I find a pair of red fishnet stockings, complete with red garter belt. A short red skirt trimmed at the hem with white fur and a bra…at least it is sort of a bra, more a shelf for my breasts…nipples completely exposed. And that’s it! I might as well be naked, the skirt barely covers my ass, and it flares so that I am sure with every movement I will be showing my treasures.



Still, this is what she wants me wrapped in, not that there will be much need for unwrapping. I swallow the lump in my throat and return to the kitchen. She stares at me…and she is frowning. “What, did I do something wrong?” my voice trembles as I cross my arms over my breasts.



“Oh, no, not at all…I was just thinking that maybe you look too good. You will be fine, he is going to love his present.” she takes my hand and leads me to the living room. “Just a few final touches and I am going to go out, I don’t think I could stand to stay. I want him to find you under the tree, ready to be unwrapped.”



She hands me a pair of red stiletto heels which I slip my feet into, teetering, glad I won’t be expected to walk anywhere. Then she adds a big red bow to my head and ties my hands behind my back, with red ribbon, making my breasts jut out from my chest. e positions me beside the tree and proceeds to wrap a thick red ribbon around me, tethering me to the tree. She is careful not to cover my hardened nipples, instead the ribbon goes above and below them, making them stand out even more, throbbing red, aching and engorged with blood.



She stands back and looks at me…produces a pair of nipple clamps and quickly attaches them as I wriggle and squirm, realizing that I am actually quite helpless. My breath is fast, panting for each lungful of air.



She looks at me again, “Perfection, I hope the clamps aren’t too tight, but I couldn’t resist them in the store, and just one more thing.” She adds a tag to one of the clamps so that it dangles and pulls.



“It says, To Scott, unwrap as you will, she is yours until midnight.” She smiles at me…and then walks away. My mouth gone dry, I am scared, my nipples aching and throbbing, pain setting in, my threshold being tested as I hear her close the door.



My body shudders in its bonds, knowing that I cannot get out of the ribbons, my back arched, my everything on display, and even as I wriggle against the tree, I can feel the swelling of my nether lips, the juices as they seep and ooze.



Long minutes tick by and finally the sound of the door again. My lips tremble, and my mind races, what if he is not happy with me as his present. A nervous trembling makes my body tremble, my feet aching in the impossibly high heels and my nipples throbbing with pain as they swell even more around the clamps.



I watch, breath held as he enters the room, and stops…mouth wide, staring at me, tied to his Christmas tree. He slowly approaches, and a smile spreads over his face as he reads the tag. Those dark brown eyes twinkling mischievously as he reaches up and touches my cheek.



“Well, Merry Christmas to you too…I think I will leave you just like that while I grab a quick shower…no need to be hasty and unwrap you too soon.” he winks at me and as he turns to walk away, I can’t help but whimper, my nipples are demanding to be released from the clamps.



He comes back to me, leans in and whispers,”I will take those clamps off as soon as I come back, I want to hear your pretty lips scream when I do.” he licks my lips, pushing his tongue into my mouth briefly before walking away. I can hear his chuckling receding in the house.



My heart pounds in my chest, so loud I am sure he can hear it even above the sound of the shower. He is so handsome, so masculine, and his scent has infused my nostrils as I pull cool air into my burning lungs. I lick my lips, where his tongue lingered just moments ago and my pussy, reacting to the anticipation of his return starts to pour its sweet oils out. My thighs feeling the warm wet trickle dribbling down.



After what seems a very long time, my nipples are singing with pain, every inhalation of breath making them move, swell so that the clamps bite in deeper. Just when I think I can’t take it anymore, I hear him approaching, soft footsteps getting closer. He stops to lean in the doorway. Framed, his hips swaddled in a white towel, his hair, darker and hugging his head, and those eyes that seem to bore right through to the depths of me, making me hold my breath in anticipation. He stares at me, and finally my breath hisses over clenched teeth, hot and damp over my lips. He smiles back at me and I watch as he moves closer, closer until I am ready to scream with need.



He stops just short of being able to reach out and touch me and takes in my trembling body, his eyes devouring me, making me feel helpless, nervous, there is such raw need in his smouldering brown orbs. My eyes wide as I watch his hands untuck the towel and as it drops away, it catches briefly on his raging erection, making his cock bob up and down before with a swing of his hips it flutters to the floor. The naked body of this man, ohhhhhhh, such a sight to behold, thick chest, strong arms, long tapered fingers that clench and unclench, and that cock, standing up, seemingly staring at me.



My back arches, pushing my aching nipples closer, and with a whimper I watch as his hands reach forward, seize both clamps and as the fear registers in my eyes, he whispers, “Scream for me.” and removes both clamps at once. My body tenses, taking a moment for the pain to register, the fire in my nipples spreads, deep inside me and as his mouth descends to suckle one, his fingers pinch and roll the other. The scream builds, bubbling up from deep in my gut, ripping through the quiet of the living room, long and loud and lusty, until there is no air left in my lungs, until weak with the exquisite pain, I lean into his body, glad of the ribbons holding me in place.



His fingers and mouth trade places and with a shudder that runs the length of my bound body, I finally draw a deep breath, and let it out, almost softly, sighing, a mumbled moan of desire as his mouth brings my nipples to erection, hard and sensitive nubs still aching, but tinged with erotic need. His mouth pulls off my breast with a wet plop and his hand slides down over my ribcage, teasingly light as he traces the waistband of the skirt, then he dips lower and slides his hand up my thigh, finding my heated sex, wet, sopping as his fingers dance past the engorged lips to touch that pleasure centre.



The colours of the rainbow dance in front of my eyes as my world explodes, my screams of passion tossed out into the room, as my hips thrust forward, making contact at last, fingers to clit and I cum, drenching his wriggling digits, splashing down over my thighs. With a final shudder, my body almost hangs loosely, wrapped around the tree, red ribbons cutting deeply into my flesh.



He stands back, brings his sopping fingers to his lips, then sucks on them, the wetness of his mouth on his fingers, the sound delicious to my ears, my eyes unable to tear away from those lips, suckling my juices.



My hips strain forward, fucking the air as the urge to feel those fingers on me again becomes too much to bear…mumbled pleas drip from my lips, incoherent, sounding like the whimpers of a caged animal…and he laughs, reaching forward to touch my lips, trace my quivering mouth with those recently sucked fingers, I inhale deeply, the scent of my sex filling my nostrils, making my head swim with desire.



He unties the ribbon holding me to the tree, slowly unwinding, stopping to nip at my lips, trace my nipples, dip into my wet sex with each unwinding of the ribbon until at last, I am free, bound only at my wrists, and I stumble forward, falling into his arms. His embrace enfolds me, hugging me tightly to the length of his naked body. His throbbing cock pushing up and under the scrap of red fluff that serves as a skirt, and his hands knead the pliant flesh of my ass. My body molds to his, soft curves conforming to the hard lines of his body, and with a growl, his lips claim mine, sucking my tongue into his mouth, he nibbles the tip, making me groan.



He pulls me forward, then pushes me down to my knees, his cock bobbing mere inches from my mouth, and with a firm grip on my hair that brings tears to my eyes, he commands me, “Suck my cock now my little toy, feel how much I want you!”



His cock pushes past my lips, the girth stretching them wide, my tongue a slippery slide guiding him to the back of my mouth, his hand on my head pulling me forward, hot juices drip down my thighs as I gasp in a breath. His hand pulls my hair, would tightly in my tresses, and his hips advance until there is nowhere left for his cock to go. His balls slap against my chin, thick drool dribbling out past the seal of lips to shaft. Then with a harder thrust, his cock slides deeper, past the bend in my throat, filling my mouth. Gagging and retching, spewing hot drool, it drips over my breasts, cools as it slides over my nipples and the urge to breathe becomes all consuming. I struggle, gagging loudly, trying to pull back, but his hand holds me firmly in place, my throat constricting on his cocks head, and he moans, his hips thrusting, fucking my throat until with a last gurgling retching sound, I almost lose consciousness.



Finally he pulls free, long strings of spittle connecting his throbbing rod to my lips, and with a shuddering painful breath…I cough, red in the face as air finally fills my lungs. He lets go of my hair and bending, he pulls me up, kisses me hard, his lips demanding, bruising mine, and then leads me to the couch, bends me forward over the arm and starts rubbing my exposed ass. My hips gyrate, pumping up and down, still gasping for air, breath ragged, moans tumbling out to join the loud sound of my lungs pulling in cool air.



Without warning, his hand comes down hard on my bare ass, driving my hips into the arm of the couch, the sound ringing in my ears, as I struggle to rise. His hand pushes on my back, “Stay bent over, don’t you move, but please feel free to scream.” His voice is commanding, and I let my body fall forward, hands twisting uselessly in the red ribbon at my back. His hands continue to spank my ass, the heat spreading, the sound filling the room. Smack after smack rains down on my ass, searing heat, blinding pain… and the sound of my anguished screams drown out the slapping sounds.



I lay sobbing, feeling his hands tracing the lacy red patterns of his handprints on my ass, muffled whimpers as I bury my face in the soft cushions of the couch. After what seems like a long time, my sobs finally die out, as his fingers trace my swollen nether lips, my clit dancing as his probing digits glide on either side, then start to rub faster, friction heating it, making it swell, climb from its protective hood and quiver. His other hand still sliding along my wet slit, letting two fingers slide inside me, curling along my front wall, finding that ohhhhhhhh so sensitive stretch of flesh, he rubs hard and fast.

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