It was a hot summer and I had been waiting all the years of my life to finally take my womanly growing body to the beach with a barely little coverings on. 

I was smooth all over, I had bought the best bikini top and a string bottom from the downtown surf shop. I put them on along with a transparent looking light blue maxi to cover up. My black bikini was showing off nicely out of it. 

I drove to the beach that evening with a bit of snack and a nice erotica. I put down the towel a bit far away from the people enjoying the sand n sun. I laid there, noticing few people passing by checking me out. There was not even a single clue on their face of doubting if I am not a real girl. My breast have grown natural and nice now. I was enjoying every beat of a womanly treatment I receive when I go places. 

Forgetting that my C*ck may just show a nice arousal in my bikini bottom I started reading the erotica. I was so getting lost in the moment that I did not know when this tall dark man came stood by me watching  something growing on in my black g string. He made that little coughing sound, and got my attention. 

He said, "Hi, I'm Jayson." 

Looking at this lovely man with a hot body, I answered welcoming him, "Hi, I'm Jessica".

He said he couldnt help but notice the surprise I had to hide while he was just passing by. I found out later he had been standing there for a good 10 minutes. I lift my shades over my eyes to meet eyes with his. He seemed like a nice guy. After a conversation I found out he was really interested in meeting some woman like me, who would be totally different than the rest of those real women with clothes off. 

While I was building my fantasies, another woman came by. Jayson smiled at her. Her name was Melonie. Melonie was Jayson's girlfriend. This couple was in their 30's. Looked like atleast 8 years older than me. 

We took our conversation to the bar and had a few drinks. This bar they brought me too was a bit different than others I have been too. Not because I am new in this city but by the decor of this bar I could tell there was something special about this place. Also, when we entered in this bar I saw Jayson pulling out some sort of membership card at the entrance and giving some 20 dollars amount. I wonder what was all that about. There were booths covered with red curtains. Saxophone playing in the background. It was working magic on my mood with the drinks.

What I had thought about this couple was slowly coming to reality. It was clear for all of us in that one booth that why we are there. Melonie left J's side and came sat next to me. 

she rest her head of my shoulder holding my arm with her soft hands and looked at jayson.

melonie said to him, "so, this is what you wanted? Coz, I know this is exactly what I wanted."

Jayson nodded to agree. he smiled at me. I knew things were about to get real hot but too my surprise my brains were thinking a bit slower than the speed of reality. When I looked at melonie, she lifted the lock of my brown hair off my face, tuck it behind my left ear; hold my face with her soft hands, came close to me, and touched my nose with hers. she was looking deep inside my eyes. I couldnt resist but to lock my lips with hers. 

while I was just getting all warmed up, she started caressing my thigh, lifting the light blue maxi/dress I was wearing. I knew this outfit I had put on today would bring me some luck. But I was under confident as I felt jayson's hand under the table from the other side playing with my other thigh. I rest my hand over Melonies shoulder and pulled her closer to me. her blue eyes were like an ocean, she was wearing this perfect tight blue shirt, same color as my dress; showing just a little hint of the pinkish bra she was wearing inside. 

Just to interrupt there, our server showed up with another bottle of champagne. He clearly saw us all busy, pleasing each other on that couch in our curtain covered booth. He just smiled at us and left like he had no problem with our behaviour. I figured then that Jayson and Melonie must have been here before and this bar perhaps is a sexual playground for people like us. Thinking that only helped me unwind myself better.

The booth we were sitting in, was actually spacious. Jayson lifted off his tshirt and was topless now. He went in the corner of the booth, trying to fix something. suddenly there was very low light there. That was pretty fancy, every booth had its own lighting system depending to what you want to do in there and moods that you want to set. 

I started unbuttoning melonie's shirt. She had lovely big 36D breasts. My growing natural breasts were only 34 C now. That pink bra with a black floral border was fitting just perfect, shaping her tits nicely and appealing to my vision. Being bisexual pays great. I can be happy and please myself with any sex. And lets say today was only an extra lucky day for me, I was having both sexes at same time. This was my first 3 some, and this was the first time ever for this couple to be with a transsexual. Melonie was desperate to get me out of my dress. while I was facing her with only my bikini on now, Jayson untied my bikini top from the back. My breasts were open and welcoming to Melonie. She started kissing my neck and eventually nibbling on my nipples. 

my breaths were getting heavy. I got off the couch, on my four approaching Melonie laying on her back, while Jayson right behind me. 

I pulled down Melonies short jeans skirt. Now I could see her pink thong, matching with her bra. I could smell her juices from between her legs and noticed the wet spot on her pink panties. I couldn't believe my eyes how much she was enjoying this. 

Jayson started working on my round butt. He was kissing me all over on my butt, biting them occassionaly. He knew how to please me somehow. I took Melonie's bra off. Melonie jumped right at me pushing me to lay on my back. She rested her breasts over my mouth to suck on them, while jayson who was right over my head behind me, pulled his pants down to bring his big manhood out. I could smell him, he was so close to my face. His wet tool was touching my cheeks. I was sexually confused first time in my life. I couldnt figure out what I wanted more, Melonie or Jayson - a woman or a man. 

While I was sucking on Melonie's tits I started stroking Jayson with my hands. Melonie slid back eventually and I grabbed Jaysons C*ck into my mouth. He tasted sweet and salty at the same time. Just the perfect taste I like. His balls was touching my eyes. I moved a bit closer to them and started licking them.

I found Melonie eager to end her curiosity pulled my gstrings off me and took my P*nis in her mouth. Jayson was filling my mouth with his member and playing with my breasts, while Melonie was sucking my C*ck deep inside her mouth. 

She got up pushed my legs over and open and Started rimming me. She stood up from there and switched places with Jayson. She came stood next to me and pulled her thong down unveiling her shaved pussy just a few inches away from my eyes. She opened her legs wide open and pulled one of her leg over my head and hold her wet c*nt to my mouth. This couple was lovely. It was one of a kind. We were making a great trio together. trying and doing everyone and tasting everything. She started kissing Jayson while Jayson was stroking me, and I was licking Melonie. 

Soon Jayson moved between my legs, holding my bare ass open to his face, started eating me. He made me all wet and slid his finger inside me. I was enjoying this letting the sounds flow out of my mouth which was causing pleasing vibrations on Melonie's pussy while I eat her. 

I started hearing sounds from next booth, more like screams. I heard a girl screaming out of pleasure and than again her voice fading off as if she was getting stuffed in her mouth too occassionally. I figured there were 2 men enjoying this lady in the next booth. Could be more than 2 men, who knows. 

Jayson soon was making his way into my ass. He slid his c*ck into my ass. It was hard at first, he was nice enough to be gentle about it. He started f*cking me harder. I was slowly releasing juices out of my P*nis. Melonie had started rubbing her pussy faster back and forth on my tongue. She looked like about to cum. She lifted herself off my face a bit, started fondling herself really hard, playing with her clit and suddenly Jayson started f*cking me really fast n harder while he was holding Melonie's bare breats with his hands. Melonie started to look like she was going to fall feeling the waves of pleasure, and before I read her face better, showers coming out of her pussy started covering my face with her wet juices. I had never seen a woman cum like that.

I always wanted to make a woman squirt. But since I changed my looks I was getting more luckier with men than having women in bed. today i was barely able to see this woman squirt coz her juices were free flowing covering my whole face. soon she hold her pussy locking my lips and i started enjoying every drop of her orgasms. She tasted so amazing. I had Jayson right after her getting bigger inside me and I was feeling his grow bigger n bigger. Soon he exploded inside me and I could feel his cum squirting inside my ass while his dick head grows big n small in split seconds while he was cumming. that actually made me feel so good and complete , it was the first time I ever squirted like that without touching my p*nis at all.

While i feel jayson squirting inside me, I was squirting all over my breasts and some even got on my own face. Jayson suddenly pulled himself out of me, hold my own legs all over my face lifting from my butt. and while I was coming Melonie' started stroking my cock and sucking me and there in a next minute I was cumming again. I have never released so much load ever before. Felt like I was on ecstasy. Melonie has her mouthful of my cum. She sat next to me while I got up with my face and my perky breasts dripping my first load and she brought her mouth close to me started swapping my load from her mouth into mine. It was the best kissing I ever enjoyed exchanging orgasms from one mouth to another while few drops falling on our breasts. we both looked deep inside each others eyes and swallowed wat was left in our mouth. 

All I wanted was some sun that evening at the beach. 

After a long day of work and finally arriving home I walk in to see my little princess sitting on the couch in nothing but her pink see through teddy, pink thigh high fish nets and nothing else. She smiles as I walk in the door and says “How was work Daddy?  I thought I would surprise you with a cute little outfit”.  I smile and respond “Daddy really likes the outfit princess, and I see you aren’t wearing panties. You are catching on to what Daddy likes.”  She stands up, does a little turn and giggles as she says “Does Daddy approve my outfit?” As I look her all over I shake my head and give her a big hug and kiss her on the forehead. She leads me to a big reclining chair, sits me down and straddles my lap. She smiles and whispers “Now relax Daddy and let me take care of you”. She starts to work her way down my body. Once she gets to my pants she undoes them and pulls them and my boxer all the way off. She smiles as she sees my cock and she looks up at me for approval. I nod for her to go ahead, she pulls my cock into her mouth with her tongue. She starts to get my cock nice and sloppy, because she knows that’s how daddy likes it. Every time she takes my cock deep in her throat she just lets her spit run down my cock onto my balls. She starts to lick and suck up the side of my cock.  She starts at my balls and works her way up to my head, making sure to lick every inch. As she reaches the head of my cock she starts to take it in the back of her throat inch by inch. She can’t take it all the way yet but she is getting there.  She continues to suck my cock, speeding up and sucking harder. It feels amazing as she takes it as deep in her throat as she can then holding her head down till she gags and has to come up for air. She keeps going, I reach the point where I am going to cum. She suck really hard as my cum flows from my cock. She follows every drop, she then opens her mouth so I can see that she has swallowed all of my cum. She stands up and starts to rock back and forward in a cute manner. “What’s on your mind princess?” I ask her as I watch her rock back and forth. “Well… Daddy… I was wondering… could we try anal? I’ve kept my plug in for a while and I think I’m ready to take you”. I respond “You sure you are ready princess?” She giggles and slowly slides the plug out of her ass. Once she gets out she sits in on the coffee table. She smiles and spits on my cock before she slowly sits down on my cock. She takes it’s all the way down. She starts to bounce on my cock slowly and play with her breast. I reach around and start to play with her clit, which causes her to start moaning. As her ass adjusts to my cock she starts to speed up and get rougher.  I keep rubbing her clit, the faster I rub the more her ass squeezes my cock.  She stops playing with her breast and put her hands on her knees as she bounces her ass on my cock. I am getting close and she can tell. So she speeds up, getting faster and faster, till I fill her ass with my cum. She then sits all the way down on my cock and leans back to kiss me. She stands up and says “Daddy will you fuck little pussy it feels neglected?” She lies down and spreads her legs wide for me. “Okay princess I want you to cum big for Daddy.” I say as I get on top of her and slide my cock deep in her pussy. She lets out a moan as I slide in balls deep. I start to fuck her deep and slow, as she bites her bottom lip and moans a little louder. The sound of her moaning turns me on so much I start to speed up. I lean back as I am fucking her and I start to rub her clit. She reaches forward and buries her nails deep in my chest. I let out a moan as I feel her nails dig deeper into my chest the faster I go. I keep rubbing her clit faster and faster, between her moans I hear her say in a shaky voice “Daddy…. Can I… Can I cum… Please Daddy…”  I smile and tell her not yet and I keep fucking her. I start to get harder and deeper, still rubbing her clit. She starts to drag her nails down my chest. The pain turns me on more so I go harder, I she start to scream. I know she wants to cum I can feel her pussy squeezing my cock hard. I look down at her and tell her she can cum. As soon as I give her permission she starts to scream louder and her legs start to shake as she squirts, forcing my cock out of her. I smile and kiss her forehead while she pants and wraps her arms around me. I help her up and say “Let’s go cuddle princess” as we head to our room. 

Coming home late one night I notice all of the lights in the front of the apartment are off. So I assume my princess has fallen asleep waiting for me to get home. As I make my way into our apartment I can hear a light buzzing sound. I can already tell what the sound is. I walk in the room to catch my princess totally naked squeezing one of her tits while holding her vibrator on her clit. As soon as she notices me she stops and sits up. Knowing I am disappointed yet turned on she put her head down waiting for her scolding. I cross my arms and look at her “Princess what did I tell you about masturbating?” Her head still down she says in a small voice “You said not to masturbate unless I have permission…” I am still looking at her as I say in a demanding tone “What was that princess? Look up at me and speak up”. She looks up and repeats her answer.  I smirk and uncross my arms “Now if you can remember my rule how come I caught you masturbating tonight?” “I’m so sorry Daddy you got home late and I am just so horny and my little pussy was dripping and hot… I needed to cum” She explains quickly. I sit down on the edge of the bed “come here princess and don’t put your panties back on” I say as I kick my shoes off. She comes to me with her head down, I bend her over my knees. I draw my hand back and spank her ass once, she whimpers and says “One”.  I draw back and spank her ass again “Two” she says with a louder whimper. This continues for 3 more spankings, once I stop my princess’ ass is a bright red color and you can see a perfect print of my large hand on her ass cheek. She gets up and I have her sit on my lap. I lift up her chin and look her in the eyes and say “Princess I hate punishing you but if I let you get away with things without punishment you will never learn.” I kiss her and say “I love you” She smiles a little and says “I know Daddy… I love you too”. I lay her down in bed and tell her “Since you want to cum so bad Daddy wants to have some fun”.  I restrain her arms and legs and I pull out her vibrator, we make eye contact and I tell her “I don’t want her to cum until I give her permission, no amount of begging will make me let you cum.” She can tell I am going to make her suffer for masturbating even though she didn’t have permission. I turn the vibrator on and run it from her belly button down to her pretty pink pussy. She lets out a little moan when the vibrator hits her swollen clit. The whole time I am holding it there I start to count slowly to five. Once I hit five I pull the vibrator off her clit, she groans and looks directly into my eyes. I smirk and put the vibrator back onto her clit, as she starts to get into it I start to run the vibrator up and down her wet pussy. She moans louder and starts to biter her lip, I can tell she is getting ready to cum because she does that every time she’s about to cum. I lean in and whisper in her ear “You better not cum yet, Daddy hasn’t given you permission yet”. She says yes in the middle of a moan, which turns me on even more. I pull the vibrator away and grab her favorite dildo. I push it deep in her pussy and turn it on high. Her legs start to shake as I lick her clit as I slide her dildo in and out of her pussy. As I speed up my tongue up I start to fuck her with the dildo faster, getting her closer to orgasm. She starts whimper and say “Daddy, I don’t know if I can hold back any more. I need to cum I was already so close and you have me right on the edge.” I ignore her as I keep going licking faster as I slide the dildo deeper in her pussy.  She continues to beg me to let her cum, I keep ignoring her. As I lick her pussy I can feel her struggling and she starts to beg more and more.  I grab her ball gag and strap it on her. She keeps moaning and mumbling and I can tell she is dying to cum. I pull her dildo out and I start to slap her pussy. I can tell this is turning her on too, because with every slap she starts to shiver. I start to just eat her pussy. I start to suck her clit and pussy lips, as I do this I slide two fingers in her pussy, just deep enough to hit her g-spot. As I work her G-spot I start to lick her clit slow at first just to tease her. Her toes start to curl the faster I move my tongue and fingers. She starts moaning louder and arching her back more and more. I take my free hand and push her hard back into the bed so she can’t arch her back. I can tell she loves this. She keeps moaning louder and louder, even with her ball gag in I can hear her saying “Please… Let me… Cum…” I am having too much fun so I ignore it. I start to work her gspot faster I can feel her pussy gripping my fingers. I tell her she can cum as I start to suck her clit. She starts to moan and her legs start to shake and jerk in the restraints. She starts to squirt, soaking the bed, my face and filling my mouth. I lick her pussy clean and sit next to her in the bed. I take off her ball gag and slowly remove the restraints. She curls up next to me and says “Thank you Daddy for the punishment and letting me cum. I won’t do that again Daddy. “ 

Marnie came over to hang out with me one night and she and I were sitting on the couch; she was wearing a pair of blue jeans, sneakers and a white t-shirt. She was bored at home and wanted to do anything.so marnie and me were watching a movie I rented ,she laid her head on my shoulders and got comply and I put my arm around her laying my hand on her leg. After a while I started rubbing her leg and kissing her neck. She seemed reluctant at first, put soon enough she gave in turning her head and we started kissing each other. Then my hand went in-between her legs, teasing her pussy through her jeans .as I was rubbing her wet twat through her jeans she was getting into it more and more. Then I took my other hand and began to pull up her t-shirt exposing her plain white bra she was wearing. Her nipples were already hard, I could see them poking through the white lacy fabric of her bra. She spoke up and said it’s been awhile done anything like this and to take it slow, I agreed then I cupped her breasts with my hands and began to pinch and grope her nipples between my wondering fingers , hearing her  moan was telling me  she was already to go father . We sat up, I finished taking off her shirt and undid her bra tossing both on the floor beside us. She laid back down on the cushions of the couch her big breasts now exposed  I got on my knees beside her continuing  to kiss her wet lips I moved my attention to her juicy nipples  sucking on them an biting them gently  while my hands were sliding down the front of her blue jeans and under her moist panties  my fingers got wet from playing with her cunt , hearing her moan slightly every time my fingertips rubbed her clit  all of a sudden she got off the couch pulled of the rest of her clothes , pulled me up and told me to get on the bed .so I did but before I got to lay down she did instead . And then i got between her legs, took my erect cock slowly sliding it into her wet twat .feeling her wet juices surrounding my cock as I was penetrating  her. She took her legs wrapped them around my back forcing my cock in and out of her dripping wet pussy hearing her moan in pleasure  made my tool harder by the second pumping it out and then hammering it back in was making me come closer to finish, I said I’m going to  cum she said not yet  . She let me lose got up and told me to lay on my back, she got on top and started riding my erection like no tomorrow lay forward as she was riding me she began to suck on my neck like a vampire the every time she came she was sucking harder and harder until I couldn’t hold back any longer I exploded in her excited and soaked cunt of hers she rolled over and laid my arm telling that’s the best she’d had in a while. After about five minutes she laid in between my legs grabbing my cock stroking it back to life and then deep throating it all the way down her willing mouth. After getting it erect again, she climbed on top of me again slide it in her inpatient pussy. Riding my cock with her wet cunt sliding up and down my erect shift for about ten minutes using the lips of her vagina  to extract the cum out of my  hard tool . She kept riding it until she knew that was all of my hot cum inside her; she got up and we both got dressed  it was late so she told me she had to go home and asked me if I wanted to go with her ,I said yes and we both went to her place . I told I needed a shower and went to the bathroom got in the shower enjoying the cool water .then I heard marnie come in and by the sound she was making she’d couldn’t get  undressed  quick enough. She then pulled the certain open revealing me all wet and it seem to get her hot and bother again , she reached around and started rubbing my crotch until it was hard again . I turned around put my arms around her neck and we began to make out in the shower, kissing her wet lips feeling her rub her pussy against my knee it was too much to bear. Before I knew it we were on her bed, she had her legs wrapped around my waist sucking on her neck and was fucking that hot pussy of her. All over again pounding my cock into her insatiable cunt. the faster I fucked her the more she wanted it I forced my way out of the grip of her legs and told her I wanted it doggy style , she got on all fours . I got behind her slide my hard cock back into her quivering wet cunt  .she let out a loud moan as I entered her excited hole of hers , my ball smacking against her ass was  making it hard to maintain my erection , I pull it out and laid on the bed . She would not hear of that. She climbed back on top and inserted my tool back into her. After a couple of minutes I finished inside her the look of fulfillment on her face   said enough as she fall on the bed worn out. She laid on my arm and we both fell asleep naked, and very tired two or three hours later I woke up. Feeling Marnie,s lips on my cock giving me a blowjob . I was still tired so I didn’t try to fight as she was sliding her wet lips up and down my entire shift. It was feeling good but I had no energy, I got up and got in-between her  fucking that pussy as hard as I could beating my balls against her outside of her wet cunt . Leaving both of us beat red as I reached my point I pulled it out and came all over her wet, beat red cunt of her  as I laid down and closed my eyes enjoying all four times I fucked her that night.

As I lay in my bed, fantasising about Aaron’s tall muscular body, a knock at the door brings me out of my reverie.  I make my way to the door, in my skimpy negligee I open the front door.

Standing there in all his masculine glory was the man I have been fantasising about – Aaron.  He says nothing but takes in the sight of me and his eyes wake up with desire.  “Hi” I murmur, slightly breathless to have this fine specimen of a man in my flat.  “Come in” I gesture him inside and he glides through the door, pressing himself on me as he closes the door after him. 

“You look gorgeous Lana, I know it’s late but I can’t stop thinking about you” he says as I blush and look at the floor embarrassed.  He lifts my chin so I’m looking in his piercing green eyes.  My lips part in desire as I look at his chiselled good looks.  Without warning he kisses my open lips and forces his wet tongue into my mouth.  I accept it greedily and feel my groin tighten at the sensation.

As we are locked in a passionate embrace he forces me to the wall, grabbing my wrists pinning them above my head.  He pushes his hips against mine and I feel his growing manhood against my pelvis.  His lips move down my neck, tickling me, continuing south.  As his wet lips reach the top of my breasts he pulls down the lacy material, with his teeth, and exposes my rounded breasts.  I intake sharply as he softly bites my hardened nipple.  I can feel myself getting moist with the pleasurable feeling of him teasing me.

He releases my wrists and I immediately start to undress him.  Pulling his t shirt over his head I admire his toned, muscular physique.  I want him.  I unbuckle his belt, eager to get to his manhood.  His prick springs out of his jeans excited for me and the thought only quickens my desire.  As if he read my mind he pushes my panties to one side and slips his fingers slowly in and out of my wet pussy.  I moan at the glorious intrusion.  “Ready for me already,” he whispers in my ear.  I make a grab for his hardened cock and rub him up and down.  His breathing quickens, as does his fingers in my cunt.  He pulls out without warning and starts to caress my swollen clit.  Oh this feels so good I scream in my mind. 

He suddenly stops fingering me.  I look to him desperate for him to finish what he started.  He just smiles, seeing my wanting, enjoying my distress of him stopping.  He picks me up as if I weigh nothing, places me on the kitchen table and whips my soaked panties off. His tongue teases my inner thighs, before making his way up to my pussy.  He licks my lips slowly and without warning enters me making me scream.  He pulls his tongue out and licks my clit, moving in circles.  I moan even loader, close to coming.  I’m nearly there and he stops once again, taunting me.  He sucks the juices from my cunt and I beg him to fuck me.

“All in good time baby” he replies seductively.  Two can play this game I think.  Jumping off the table I kneel in front of him.  I tease him as he teased me.  Starting slowly I lick his helmet and suck gently.  I move slowly down his shaft, taking him deeper in my wet mouth.  As I hear him moaning I suck harder and quicker.  I can feel his longing.  I go to stop, leave him hanging but (as if knowing what I’m thinking) his hands grab my hair and forcing me to carry on.  It’s such a turn on, I’m so wet for him, and I just want his huge cock inside me.  I cannot wait.

I pull him down to my level and force him on top of me. He enters me and I groan at the pleasure. He pumps harder and quicker, I’m in ecstasy.  I wrap my long legs around him and our hips move in synchrony.  I feel a familiar sensation building up inside of me and abruptly I scream as my body climaxes in rapture.  As my body is in spasm Aaron flips me over so I’m on all fours.  My body is exhausted from the mind blowing orgasm his just gave me.  He enters my throbbing pussy again and again, not relenting.  I scream at the intensity and deepness of it.  My scream is his undoing; he arches his back and lets out a groan of his own as I feel his warm liquid spurt inside of me.

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After that fantastic first night thing was not the same any more, actually I was not the same innocent girl any more.

Months passed by life started getting more fun. With the full family staying in one home, both Ajay and Sanjay the youngest one used to fool around with me when every they get a chance. I used to take bath with out closing the bedroom and the bathroom door they used to watch me taking bath.

One day it was about 3 in the afternoon, both my in-law’s were having their afternoon nap after lunch. I was sitting on the couch and watching some program on TV I slowly realized that weather was getting pretty cloudy outside like it was about to rain. There were cloths put out for drying on the room, I got up from the couch and started going up to the roof. Opened the roof door went out and started gathering the cloths. The home we stayed was the tallest and from our roof we could see a good view of the surround area very well. I collected the cloths and just stood there looking at the surrounding area and enjoying the cool breeze kissing my face. When suddenly I heard some one calling out “Radhaaa chachiii”, looked around did not see any one, heard the calling again it was coming from above I looked up to my surprise it was Sanjay he was sitting on top of the water tank. He normally sits there to smoke without anyone seeing.  I said “so smoking again…, what if appa comes to know”. He said “will see, when he comes to know, but for now let me enjoy”. He started coming down the from the tank using the ladder that was there, he came close to me and said “let me help” he started taking one cloth at a time from my had and started folding it, every time he takes a cloth his hand would touch my breast.. Initially I thought it was an accident but quickly realized that he was doing it on purpose. I always started enjoying his touch, I did not react which made him bolder and his touch started becoming more like a squeeze was starting to feel the heat. 

I dropped the remaining cloths, his hand was cupping my breast. I then dropped my pallu he had a clear view to my cleavage. I was wearing a low cut blouse. I gave me a look with wide-open eyes, I didn’t say any think he took my silence as green signal and started unhooking by blouse. I was now standing in front of a college kid with my bra exposed he lifted the bra exposing my wonderful breasts. He started playing with it – I was starting to feel week, I walked back till my back rested on one of the water tank pillars. I started enjoying the kid paying with my breasts and the cold wind kissing it made the experience more pleasurable. I closed my eye to enjoy more, I then felt something wet touching my nipple – opened my eyes to see Sanjay licking my erect black nipple – he then put the nipple in to his mouth and started sucking it like a baby. It was sooooo great; his innocent/amateur sucking made me really hot and wet. My panties were now socked and I wanted to feel this kids dick. With him sucking I stretched out my hand and started to feel his dick through his pants. It was no kid, was a real big one . Unzipped his pants it jumped out. I took that beautiful piece of meat and started stroking it – he started to get more and more exited, his sucking become more wild and out of control and my stroking increased speed and in couple of minutes he just exploded floor and on my saree and in the palm of my hand.  He was totally drained simple collapsed on to the floor. I quickly hooked up my bra and blouse and put my saree properly and walked back down with a clear decision to make an opportunity to fuck Sanjay ASAP. My mother in law as standing at the foot of the stairs, she gave me a look – not a look that I was familiar with  “did she see what happened up…” I kept thinking. I did not try to react just ignored the look and went about my business.

Next couple of days was routine. Now it was 2 yrs anniversary of my marriage. It was morning and when I woke up I had both Ajay and Sanjay with me in my bed, Ajay gave me a great lip lock kiss wishing me anniversary, which was followed by Sanjay. After wishing me they left and I finished of my stuff and came down to start the day routine. Our servant Lakshmi had already in the kitchen preparing coffee for everyone. My MIL and FIL wished me and went about their work and I went in to the kitchen.  I decided to make something special for lunch, got Lakshmi started on a few stuff while I prepared the breakfast.

It was not 11 am and Lakshmi was no were to be found, the work I asked her was half done. I was very furious went looking for her. I did not find my in MIL anywere, so I decided to go their room.  Their room was in the ground floor next to the stairs. The door was not close fully so I did not knock I just walked in asking if MIL knew where Lakshmi was, ohhhh what I saw there shocked me Lakshmi was blowing my FIL, my MIL was standing next to the bed and talking something to her. The moment I came in my FIL looked at me and gave a naughty smile. Lakshmi was a real pro, amassing skill giving blowjob.  I stood there watching and after couple of minutes he came, she took the whole thing in her mouth every drop then went in to the bathroom, she came out after cleaning her self and went straight to the kitchen to continue her work. I smiled at my inlaw’s and walked out of their room.

Couple of months passed by, VJ had to go on a new short-term assignment to UK again. Being short term he could not take his family so I had to stay back. It was a Wednesday and VJ’s flight was at 4 am, my self and Ajay dropped him at the airport. On our way back home from the airport we had great fun. He drove half the way; I gave him a great blowjob when he was driving and after which I started driving and Ajay unhooked my blouse played with my boobs, he was no my lap sucking my nipple ohhh very difficult to describe but had great fun.  There couple of months when VJ was in UK I had a great fucking time at home, will tell what happened as the story continues.

     I awoke with a pounding headache, god, I needed an aspirin. I went to get up, and was stopped. I felt a curious resistance of my arms and legs, looking at them, I saw why. My arms were stretched up above my shoulders, velcro cuffs were fitted around my wrists, and an attached chain was securely fastened to a brass rail headboard. Looking down, I saw my legs were similarly cuffed, my knees were propped up by two large, round pillows, spread wide apart, and fastened to the bedposts. I saw that I was naked, stretched out and restrained in some strange bed. My headache started to ease, and the fog of sleep lifted, and I remembered.

     I had been having a shitty month at work, I was tired of all the demands, annoyances, the stifling hot weather, and I needed a break. Fortunately, my boss was understanding enough to give me a leave of absence, she assured me that when I got back, my job would be waiting for me. I went home, packed a suitcase, and the next day, I was on the road. I drove for three days straight, up into the northern mountains, and the peaceful, quiet forest, the blessedly cooler days, and the lack of pressure was like a healing balm on my body and mind. I stopped at a small village, that looked like a very picturesque spot to stop, stay a while, and let the pressures of the hectic modern world slip away. I checked into a wonderful country inn, and told the owners that I was going to be staying awhile.

     I had awoken the next day, the village seemed almost like a representation of paradise, so calm, so tranquil. It was 6 AM, dawn was 20 minutes away, and it seemed like the perfect time to go jogging. I had been on the track and field team at my high school, which had kept my body nice and tight, I had always had a more slender build, and I liked to keep it athletically fit. I pulled on a sports bra, tank top, panties and a tight pair of running shorts. I did not like loose, baggy shorts, I always wore running shorts that hugged my body. Stepping outside, I laced up my Reeboks, the early morning coolness was perfect. I did a set of stretches, warming up my muscles. Then, I set off at a leisurely pace, heading back the way I had come. Just outside the village boundary, was a logging road that led up into the back woods, and I chose that both for the forest, and the elevation. The forest, and the rich scent of pine trees surrounded me, and I could feel the sweat starting to pop out from the extra exertion as I ascended.

     The last little big of fog lifted from my mind, and I recalled it all. As I rounded the trail, I was jumped on by a group, 5 or 6 I would guess, hands all over my body, roughly groping at my tits. I felt hands shoved down my shorts, into my panties, hands groping at my ass and sex, fingers trying to shove their way into my holes.

     "Take it easy, and you won't get hurt" a voice rasped in my ear.

     Having an arm within range, I shot my mouth forward, fastened my teeth around it, and bit down hard.

     "Fuck, damn, you cunt! Put her out!"

     I had felt a very hard strike to the back of my head, blinding sparks of pain seemed to fill the world, and that was as far as my memory went, until now.

     The door opened, and in walked one of my captors. He grinned, seeing that I was awake, and closed the door. His eyes crawled all over my body, I could feel my body blushing, I felt so naked, without even so much as being able to cover myself with my hands.

     "Welcome back, sleeping beauty. Sorry we had to clip you one, but biting is not allowed. Now, I expect you got a pretty good headache, and if you'll be a good girl, we'll give you something for the headache."

     He raised his arm, and I could see a bottle of extra strength Aspirin. I nodded eagerly, and he came around to the side of the bed. He uncapped a bottle of water.

     "Now, I'm going to put my hand behind your head, lift it up, pop in the Aspirin, and let you drink them down. No funny stuff, understood?" he growled, a very serious look on his face.

     I did exactly as he told me, and felt a cool refreshing drink of water carrying the pills down. I let out a small sound of enjoyment, and thanked him.

     "You are most welcome baby. We want your head to not be hurting, for what we have in store for you", he added, with a grin.

     Before I could ask, he was out the door, closing it behind me. Hmm, what they have in store for me, I can just imagine what that means, I tried to not think about it, but the word rape kept jumping into my head. They way I was trussed up, legs spread apart and propped up, my sex fully exposed, what else could it be?

     Thirty minutes later, he walked in, leading a group of teen boys. They looked to be 15-18 years old, and they all stared at my naked body. He led them over to the side of the bed, and told them what to do.

     "Stroke her body, feel those great tits, slide your hand between her legs, play with her, get your cocks all nice and stiff."

     I didn't have much choice in the matter, and the boys were more than eager, and I felt 9 pairs of hands feeling me up, their caresses were nice, not hard, or rough like some fumbling teens might be tempted to do. I saw 9 rock hard cocks rise up, and he told them what to do next.

     "Okay, climb on the bed, circle her head, and stroke off, blow your pent up loads all over that pretty face!"

     I soon had nine hard young cocks surrounding my head, and hands reached down, and 9 young men started stroking, eager to splatter my face.

     "Yeah, that's the way guys, stroke out a big load, and plaster that sweet face! Use her face for cum shot target practice, splatter every drop all over her!"

     They guys were gruting and moaning, and I could see hard throbbing cocks ready to blow. I closed my eyes, and one cock started to spit his load across my face, a second cock erupted, I could feel his thick streams spraying over my face, adding to the load, then they all started cumming, torrents of thick, hot spunk erupting from all around me, thick hot sprays splattering down from all around, covering my face with thick white ropes of their teen cum, my face was covered with a sheet of cum, plastered with the biggest, gooiest load ever.

     After every drop had been deposited, the boys got up, grinning, thanking him for the opportunity to plaster my face. They left, and 5 more guys entered, this time, they were more my age, mid 20's or so, and I could see the undisguised lust as they started at my face, covered with thick cum. Clothes flew off, including the first guy, and 6 very hard, eager cocks were pointing skyward, ready to fuck me.

     "Okay baby, here's what happens. We are going to fuck you at both ends, you'll suck us, giving you lots of tasty cum to swallow, and fuck you at the same time. You'll love it, you aren't the first one, and you won't be the last that will be here for our use. Now, in case you want to try any cute tricks, like biting our cocks, take a look at this."

     He showed me a large gun, very powerful looking. I knew hardly anything about guns, but he quickly gave me a lesson.

     "This is a .357 Magnum. This can kill a deer, and if fired at point blank range into your head, well, lets just say it would be really, really messy. So, are you going to be a good girl, and do as you are told?"

     I quickly paled, thinking about my head exploding, and quickly nodded, eager to let him know I was not going to make trouble.

     I quickly felt hands reaching for my pussy, fingers running along the entrance, and one of the guys, with a thick, 8 inch cock, took his place at my entrance, ready to fuck me.

     "Now, just remember what I told you," he warned me. "And don't forget to swallow every drop of sperm that we pump into your mouth."

     Another guy, who looked to be about 6 inches, presented his cock to my mouth. I knew what was expected of me, and I opened wide, and let him slide his cock into my mouth. As I felt my mouth swallowing his prick, the 8 inches poised at my pussy pushed, once he was in, he shoved hard, and I grunted with discomfort, my pussy was dry and tight, and his cock forced into me, raping my cunt. He slammed it in all the way, and I let out another muffled grunt of pain.

     My mouth fucker pushed in, and I was able to take in his entire length, without too much difficulty. He paused, to let my mouth adjust, then placing a hand behind my head, he held my head steady while her started to fuck my face.

     The guy fucking my cunt gave me a rape ride, while my mouth fucker raped my mouth. I endured it as best I could, being fucked at both ends. Fortunately, being typical guys, it only took a couple of minutes, until the large cock fucking my pussy started to pulse, and he grunted out, as his slimy jizz spewed, filling my violated cunt, then my mouth fucker growled out, and his cock erupted, a large spew of his seed filling my mouth, and I quickly swallowed his load, eager to show them I was co-operating.

     It went on, I was double teamed by all 6 men, getting fucked and filled at both ends. The ones that had fucked my cunt first then took a turn getting their cocks sucked, and I got to taste my pussy juices smeared all over their hard stiff shafts as they eagerly fucked my mouth. The ones who had gotten sucked off first then took their turn between my thighs, shoving their renewed hard-ons in, and ramming my cunt. I was refilled from both ends, having loads of white, sticky cum blown up my violated cunt, and fired into my mouth. There was no enjoyment on my part, they just used my cunt and mouth for their own pleasure. After the initial cock that started the rape, it was varying degrees of discomfort, depending on how big a cock was being rammed up me, as soon as one cock had blown off inside of my cunt, another cock would take its place, listening to the lust grunts, his cock rubbing and thrusting against the sore spots, having to bear it again, until that cock exploded its load into me, then the next one, and so on.

      My mouth fared a little better, but still, no enjoyment on having my mouth used almost like a secondary cunt, having my mouth fucked at the same time, hot, slimy cum filling my mouth, and having to swallow it all.

     Finally my 6 man gang bang ended. I was a mess, the boys cum had been left splattered all over my face, my mouth was full of the aftertaste of their cum, my pussy was stretched and sore, I could feel the cum trickling out, I was covered with the sweat of them as they had fucked me.

     The one that had first spoke to me got a basin of warm water and a washcloth, and he carefully sponged me down, wiping off the sweat, then washing all the thick, dried cum off my face.

     "There, perfect. Now, you're ready for the next part."

After dropping VJ and after the wonderful ride back home from the airport was just the start of an amazing 3 months of my life. The next morning VJ called me just to inform that he had reached UK and the flight was on time and gave me his local number and hotel details.

It was now 15 days since VJ left for UK, we were regular on Google chat. It was now 12 mid night and VJ came online we talked for some time. Off the blue he made a strange request something that I never expected, “Radha talk off ur blouse” I was like “what …”,

VJ: “Yaa, take off ur blouse…, but slowly..”

I slowly dropped my pallu and unhooked the blouse and removed it. I was wearing a black bra.

VJ: “Play with them…”

I started paying with my breasts.  Suddenly a popup on the laptop

VJ: “Click the Accept button on the popup”

I did so and continued paying with, it went of for some time but now I was completely naked in front of the web cam playing with myself. When suddenly I notice a third person on the participants list, I did not recognize the name.  VJ had invited someone over to this and was happily showing of his wife to him. I now didn’t care I had totally become a slut. I told VJ do you want to see something more interesting….

VJ: “What …”

I : “One sec..”  I took my cell phone and made a call and in 10 min there was a knock at my door. Totally naked I went and opened the door it was Sanjay. I brought him right in front of the web cam..

I:”VJ how about some real action, want to watch, let me move the laptop to facing the bed..” so saying I turned the laptop to face the be. Sanjay was already on the bed waiting for me.

I went to him pushed him climbed on to the bed, he was wearing a lungi so it was easy for me just opened it and released his weapon out. It was in full form

I: “VJ want do you want me to do to ur bro..”

VJ: “Suck it.. suck it hard…”

I took Sanjay in my hand licked it on the base and slowly moved my tongue up his shaft. He was not circumcised so I pulled the skin down exposing his pink part. Started liking it like an ice-cream on a stick, once in a while putting my toung in the small slit… Sanjay’s body was, how do I discribe like some current was passing through him.. I don’t think he had ever experienced some thing like this before.

I now climbed over him, we were now in 69 position. Sanjay was now eating me, ohhhh he was really good, I would say has good experience I was enjoying his tongue exploring me. Sanjays cock was standing upright staring at my face seeking attention. I want to feel it all over my face and in my mouth. First I bury my face in his smooth balls licking and running my tongue all over them then gently sucking them into my hot mouth as I stroke that beautiful hard cock. It's looks so delicious with the big round head oozing pre cum already. I must taste it so I run my tongue up the back of the shaft to the tip of the head then grasping the shaft I rub the pre cum covered head all over my lips licking up his juices as his moans of approval get louder.

I purse my lips to make a tight entrance for his steel rod to penetrate. As my lips touch the tip I feel hands on my head. His hips buck and his hands shove my head down hard impaling my hot wet mouth with his rock hard cock making me moan in delight. He's in a frenzy fucking my face as hard as he can and I'm loving it so much. I want him to use me however he likes. I'm his personal whore.

I could now see through the corner of my eyes both my audiences had started paying with their dicks.

Sanjay ‘s tongue stopped, he was in a different world with his dick in my mouth . I caress and massage his balls and suck like crazy as he thrusts his hard cock in and out of my mouth. Every stroke so deep he's hitting the back of my throat as I swirl my tongue all over that delicious cock. I push down even harder deep throating all the way.

Moving from his balls to his tight virgin ass I start playing with his unexplored territory. His moaning gets louder.  While stroking his shaft I tease that big head flicking the tip of my tongue in his slit as I gently insert one lubed finger into his tight clenching ass. I easily find his prostate already swollen and throbbing and massage his special spot making him let out a deep groan. I go after his cock and balls frantically giving them everything my hands and mouth have to offer. The room is filled with the sounds of raw sex, heavy breathing with moans of escastcy. I feel his tongue in me again and the violent thrusting into my mouth begins as I fuck his virgin ass so nicely. I feel his body stiffen and his cock is twitching in my throat. I pushes my mouth down on his big cock hard and deep as it will go and sends a huge blast of hot cum down my throat and filling my mouth. Spasm after spasm his sexy ass cumming on my finger and his cock dumping load after load in my mouth. I love his sweet cum and suck every drop milking his cock in my mouth while squeezing his balls dry. As his orgasm subsides I bask in the after glow of knowing I've just given him his biggest, strongest orgasm ever. He is spent and completely relaxed now so I crawl into bed and hold and kiss my sexy hot man appreciating everything he has just given me. We fell a sleep, not sure when VJ and the other guy logged off or when did the laptop go in to standby mode. It was a wonderful night.

The Hostage

Disclaimer

 First, I would just like to say that I am writing a story about sexual assault, whichI do not condone, however it is fun to fantasize. Second, this first part contains a lot of background. If you would like to skip the background, I have placed the word "Meatball" right before the part with all the sex for your reading pleasure. Simply go to find on page in your browser and search for "meatball" and be taken directly to the sex. However, I strongly recommend reading the background. 

            It’s my first time ever being in an interrogation room. It is exactly the way it is shown in the movies. The walls are grey except for one wall which has a one sided window to it. It might just be the color of the walls, but the whole room seems cold and it doesn’t help that the table itself is like ice. Luckily I don’t have to wait long for an officer to come in.

            I can tell he’s had a long day but he still finds it somewhere in his heart to show me a little compassion and understanding before sitting down across from me. His eyes scan me up and down with pity. I’m wearing a white t-shirt several sizes too big for me but it’s the only thing they could give me when they found me lying naked in that cabin.

            He slides a tape recorder from his jacket pocket and places it smoothly on the table, sliding it closer to me, yet still between the two of us.

            “Miss Ellison, my name is Officer Reis. I understand that you’ve been through a great ordeal today but I really need you to answer a few questions for me okay?”

            I nod, biting my lip and crossing my legs. If I concentrate hard enough I think I can still feel the semen dried on my thighs.

            “Do you know where the men who took you hid the money?”

            I shake my head, looking to the side and say, “They left the bus and hid it somewhere in the woods. They wouldn’t let me look.”

            I can feel his eyes hovering over the bruises on the side of my face. He hesitates for a moment before finally asking. “Are you sure they didn’t assault you sexually?”

            “No,” I lied. The bruise on my face wasn’t from them anyway. I had hit my cheek on the side of the bus when it turned abruptly. It was the second time I had turned down a rape kit and I don’t know why. There had definitely been assault, both mentally and physically. It had horrified me, not for their actions but for my own.

            The good officer sighed and looked away. He could tell I was lying, but it was my choice and I was choosing to keep quiet. He continued with the interrogation and I told him everything I knew.  I conveniently left out Jessie. I especially left out the part where three men viciously assaulted us in a cabin hidden away in the woods. I definitely left out the part where I enjoyed every last minute of it.

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            It’s a funny coincidence to think that I was actually on my way to a sexual addiction meeting when my bus was hijacked. I had been clean for a year now, at least in terms of sex with another person. I wasn’t shy about diddling myself now and again although my self-help group frowned upon it. I always admitted to it, so it’s okay though. To rephrase, I hadn’t had sex with anyone in a year, which is a big step for me. We jokingly referred to it as being “off the pole.”

            The bus arrived earlier than usual and I hopped in. It was a city bus so the clientale were less than admirable. I liked to think that I wasn’t one of their kind and my body would suggest that in form at least, I am a little easier on the eyes than they are. Dazzling brown hair with a hint of auburn streaking down my shoulders, with big, round and brown eyes. While not outrageous, my chest is an average size with perky and round breasts (most men care about the shape anway) and an admittingly out of shape ass, that still had traces of its former high school track days. But, I would classify myself as a looker. There’s a reason I’m a sex addict.

            The trouble started once we passed the bank, just a couple blocks from my self-help meeting. In a perfectly choreographed getaway, three men wearing masks sprinted out of the bank, just as the bus pulled to a stop and opened its doors for an elderly woman on the sidewalk.

            Even though it happened in real time, I watched it in slow-motion, to horrified to actually scream any kind of warning. In the blink of an eye, they had ascended to the front of the bus. The last one to get on wasted no time in pointing the gun at the driver of the bus and eschewing him to his feet. They traded places quickly, the driver with his hands up and the masked man pointing the gun his direction.

            “Turn around!” He ordered and the driver complied. With a swift kick he planted his foot in the driver’s back and flung him down the steps. The driver quickly sat down and shut the doors. The bus started off again, now with three robbers in tow.

            I sat halfway back of the bus, scared just like the rest of the passengers. I caught eye contact with one of the robbers and he eyed me up and down coolly. We stared at each other for awhile, me out of fear, him out of…attraction? Our staring contest was broken when the lady in-front of me stupidly began dialing on her cell phone. She was lucky he was within arms reach, or maybe they didn’t want to add a murder charge to their record, but he quickly reached out and struck her with the butt of his gun. She screamed and dropped the phone to the ground, clutching the side of her head.

            The second one started moving down the aisle, holding a large sack as he went.

            “Give me your phones!” He hollered and one by one he made his way down the aisle collecting phones. One man denied having a phone and he was immediately struck in the head. Reluctantly he gave up his cell phone and everyone else in line were much more urgent about surrendering their electronics.

            So we drove for a long time in the country. With one man driving and another giving him directions. The third man stood in-front of us serenely. Occasionally a passenger would ask a question but we were ignored.

            Finally we stopped by some railroad tracks and the bus slowed to a halt. I checked around and sighed. There wasn’t a single building for miles around.

            “Everybody off slowly!” Our overseer barked out. Nobody listened. In a panic all of us began rushing for the aisle, trying to be the first one off the bus and away from danger. It didn’t matter, the man in front stood at the top of the aisle and allowed us to pass one at a time. So we waited awkwardly for our chance to get off the bus.

            As I got closer to him, I was able to assess him more clearly. He was taller and carried more importance to him than the others. If he wasn’t their leader, he was definitely respected like one. Even though I was a couple people back in line, I could feel his eyes boring in to me. He was the same one who had stared at me earlier. Finally, I reached him in line. He made a move as if to stand aside to let me through, but instead he grabbed me roughly by the shoulders and shoved be back into the first seat.

            I gasped and immediately felt fear welling inside me. A couple of the other passengers behind me gasped, but none of them stopped to help me. A couple of them cast sideways glances at me, perhaps pitying me. The man never took his eyes off me and I found myself unable to take my eyes off of him in return. He was just smiling at me. They were all almost off the bus by now. Then I noticed Jessie. She was last in line, a girl all alone by herself on the bus. She couldn’t have been any older than 15, with cute, shoulder length blond hair and cute little breasts for her age. But it was her cherubic face that made her attractive. So sweet and innocent. I watched in horror when the man smiled cruelly at her and grabbed her by the shoulders just as he did me. With little effort he shoved her into the first seat opposite of me. She screamed and cried when the doors closed and the bus sped off again, leaving the other passengers stranded in the middle of nowhere behind us.

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            The bus was really speeding now and I could only stare helplessly at the little girl across from me sobbing helplessly. If the men were trying to hide their intentions for us, they were doing a poor job of it. Both the girl and I could clearly hear snippets of their conversation.

            “When do you think we can start?”

            “She’s just a kid man.”

            “She’s gotta learn someday. It’ll be today.”

            “The other one will do just fine too.”

            “Not much longer now.”

            I tried to catch her eyes and let her know everything was going to be okay. When I finally did, I lost the words to say, so I just mouthed my name to her.

            “Kate.” I said pointing to myself.

            The girl took a moment to compose herself before mouthing back to me through a tear strained face. “Jessie.”

            I nodded and mouthed, “I’m sorry you’re hear.” I was starting to cry too. “I can’t protect you, but I can try to help.”

            It wasn’t the news she wanted to hear, but she nodded anyway. Suddenly the bus came to a sudden stop at a deserted intersection. There was a small commotion at my feet as I looked down. The cell phone the woman had dropped from earlier had rested at my feet. The robbers had forgotten about it during the exchanged. I looked at Jessie and caught her gaze. I put a finger to my lips and slowly bent to pick it up. I shoved it in the pocket of my hoodie. I glanced back up at them quickly to see if they had noticed, but they were all looking out the window, giving directions.

            I started to take off my hoodie to better hide my new phone, but this was a mistake. The extra movement caused one of them to turn around.

            “What are you doing!”

            “I was getting hot.” I lied apologetically.

            Either my answer appeased him or he was distracted by my cleavage. I had a bad habit of dressing a little more slutty for my sex addicts meetings lately. Being “off the pole” for so long was tough and what better place to pick up guys than at a sex addict meeting right? Unfortunately my plan backfired as the man took notice of my chest.

            “Damn girl you look good.” He said almost unconsciously. He instinctively lowered his hand to his crotch. “I’d love to get a closer look at them titties.”

            I hated that word. I don’t think its objectifying or cruel, I just think it’s a dumb word. He didn’t care how I felt about it unfortunately. He raised the gun and pointed it at my chest, motioning with the barrel. “Take it off, now’s as good a time to start as any.”

            I knew he was serious, but it didn’t stop me from asking, just to make sure. “Are you serious.”

"meatball" 

            He was getting annoyed and shouted loudly, “TOP OFF SUNSHINE!”

            Jessie screamed across from me and I quickly complied. The shirt was off quickly to reveal a slightly slutty black lace bra. The man turned to Jessie attracted by her screams, and motioned to her.

            “You two sweetie. This party isn’t just for one.”

            She looked at me from across the way and her face contorted into an anguished frown. She looked at me pleading for another option but all I could do was nod at her. If she wanted to stay alive, we needed to comply. Crying, she started to unbutton her blouse. It was painstakingly slow, even for me. It was definitely too slow for our captor. Without warning, he pulled her over by her hair and she screamed, fumbling with the buttons.

            “I don’t have time for this sweetie!”

            With a swift tug he pulled at the front of her shirt. After two sharp tugs the buttons had all flown off. He pulled the shirt off through the sleeves while she sobbed. Then he ripped off her tank top to leave a small rose pink bra underneath. It was an odd thought, but I couldn’t help but notice how little and perfect her chest was. Tiny little handfuls of vanilla skin. She was absolutely beautiful. I could see why our captor held her over. He forced her back again and grinned at her.

            “How old are you? You’re a young little thing.”

            She whimpered, “15.”

            He smiled, “I like that. Just young enough to learn. You’re going to do me a favor today sweetie. I want you to call me Daddy. Do you understand?”

            His mate called from the driver’s seat, “That’s sick man.” He said almost laughing.

            “I don’t care.” He responded, “I got one chance and I always wanted someone to call me that while I pulled their hair from behind.” He glanced back down at her. “You’re gonna love when I’m inside ya little girl. Tell me you’re gonna love it.”

            She sobbed and sputtered out, “I’m going to love it.”

            He smacked her across her pale face quick as lightning, “What did I tell you!”

            She shrieked and responded back, “I’m going to love it Daddy!”

            God that was hot. I hated myself for thinking it but it was hard for me to deny it. I loved when the little girl purred daddy and I wasn’t even the one asking for it.

            The driver called out from the seat, “We’re almost there “Daddy” make sure you’re not caught with your pants around your ankles.

            Our captor smiled, “Good point. No reason why we can’t have more fun with these two though.”

            He turned his attention back to me and motioned to my pants. “Off with those too Miss. Let’s get a good look at that pussy. I wasted no time undressing, taking panties and pants off with one smooth pull. Jessie watched me intently and the men whistled. The driver was finding it hard to keep his eyes on the road.

            Jessie must have felt she was next because she was already sliding her pants off too to reveal a matching rose pink panties. They were a little lacy for my taste but I could remember that time in my life when I wanted to feel sexy. Her panties were a cute but sexy choice.

            All three of us sat there, two of us naked, one unconsciously rubbing his genitalia through his jeans. I couldn’t help to think what now, as well as admit I was a little turned on, not just at the thought of finally feeling something besides my fingers in my pussy, but also by the sight of the cute little girl sitting across from me.

            He looked at me and I could instantly tell what was on his mind, and it excited me. He motioned toward Jessie and smiled, “Go to her.”

            I looked at Jessie and she seemed horrified .I was less so. Girls were not new to me, just infrequent and not for a long time. The experience wasn’t going to be a new one, but definitely something I was good at and maybe just a little excited for. The best of a bad situation.

            I literally crawled over to her without any direction. She was lying flat on the seat, with her head propped up against the side, her tears all but cried out by now. Her make-up was still smeared a little. I crawled over her and let my breasts drip down over her stomach and up to her bra. Our faces were so close now, my hair encasing her face. She was scared and I understood.

I mouthed to her silently, “I’m sorry” I moved closer to her ear and I heard behind me, “This is getting hot.” I rolled my eyes and spoke to my forced lover. “Jessie, I don’t want to hurt you, but we have to do this. I promise I’ll be gentle.”

I pulled myself away from her face and she seemed like she wanted to cry but tears wouldn’t come. I looked at her and said, “Just try to enjoy it as much as possible. Pretend like its just you and me.”

She nodded and brought her hands up to my hair, gripping both sides lightly. I placed a tender kiss on her lips and could feel the saltiness from her tears. She just sat there initially, but after awhile she started to kiss back, either trying to make it convincing or just trying to enjoy it as much as possible like I asked. I moved my hands underneath her carefully and undid her bra skillfully. She adjusted to let me slide it off her shoulders, all while still giving me subtle but forceful kisses. Without thinking I darted my tongue out and played it across her lips. Surprisingly, she rose to meet me and our tongues coiled around each other. I wrapped a finger around the sides of her panties and deftly drew it down her leg slowly, releasing the last piece of clothing from her body. I desperately wanted to touch her little pussy but I took it slow.

I felt a hand on my bare back and it wasn’t Jessie’s. “Its hard to see anything that’s happening ladies. Let’s move the party up here.”

Annoyingly we complied. I lifted up and let Jessie sit up. We sat next to each other and I motioned toward my lap. Slowly she crawled into it, folding her legs underneath her and resting the heat of her vagina on my thigh. She had lost a little bit of the lust in the change of position so I took a finger to her face and caressed it. She leaned into my hand and we kissed again. This time with a little more force and passion. Our captor stood right over us, watching us from just a few inches away. I thought it was hot, but I worried about what Jessie would think. I took my finger from her face to her breast and cupped it. It didn’t take long for me to bring her little nipple to attention. I had been wanting to taste it ever since I took off her bra. Hungrily I brought my mouth to her breast and engulfed it, eliciting an involuntary moan from the little girl. I tongued her nipple in my mouth and she threw her head back.

Suddenly, I felt an intruder next to my cheek. Our captor had placed his hand on Jessie’s other breast and was rubbing it roughly. Jessie noticed and I brought my hand up to her face pulling her attention back towards me. I kissed her again to distract her. I opened my eyes to get a glance at her and noticed that Jessie’s eyes were huge and glancing over at our captor’s crotch. It didn’t take my long to see why. He had already whipped his considerable member out and was rubbing it back and forth with his free hand in between us.

For me, it was incredibly forbidden and hot, but for Jessie it was certainly alarming. I slapped her lightly and directed her to my mouth, kissing her passionately and rubbing her chest along with his. I brought my free hand down to her thighs in an ultimate bid to get her attention. I found her little clit effortlessly and begin to stroke it. Simultaneously I moved my mouth to her ear and whispered, “Just focus on me. Ignore him.”

So we stayed that way. He jacked off between us, occasionally switching from my chest to her little budding breasts, but always jacking off and moaning. I concentrated on Jessie, alternating between stroking up the length of her slit, or inserting a finger in her pussy until I could feel her hymen before pulling out and rubbing her clit again. She was moaning too, throwing her head back every now and then or burying her head into my shoulder. I couldn’t tell if she was hiding or just enjoying herself. I finally got my answer when her little hand drifted between my legs. She started to work me like I was working her and for the first time since I had come across to her, she initiated the kiss, using her other hand to feel on my chest. She was shaky and nervous but I didn’t care. It was the first bit of sexual contact I had experienced in a year. Her little fingers worked wonders on me and I found a familiar warmth in my pussy. I had even forgot about the man jacking off in between us. I just enjoyed Jessie, rubbing me, trying to share what I was giving to her. Our playtime ended abruptly however.

I heard our captor grunt and before we could react he placed his hand on her shoulder and shoved her away from me. With a final forceful grunt he unloaded himself all over Jessie’s horrified chest, with her finger still working unconsciously on my pussy. His cum landed on her breasts in spurts as he continued to pump every last drop out. He was breathing ragged and moved to put himself away. Jessie sat stone faced and horrified with his cum running down her little chest. I did the only thing I could think of in the situation. I leaned forward and licked it all off her chest, to make sure she didn’t have to see it. I swallowed it all and turned away from her ashamed.

From the front of the bus the driver called out to us, “We’ve arrived. Now the fun starts.”

I was only 9 when I learnt to masturbate. It came about in a very odd way. When I was 3 my so called no good fuck face dad who was 29 walked out on us for a younger woman or slutty girl of 18. This obviously left my mum single for a while and having to raise me alone as well work. I've always admired my mum for being able to do that. She had to give up a lot, going out with friends, and going to groups like local history that she enjoyed. Many of her friends helped out and looked after me to give her a night off to go out and do something but because of their lives it was rare. It also made me more self sufficient, responsible and independent, not to say I didn't rely on mum for comfort when I needed it.

            When I was 9 I had a bad night, I just woke up scared, whether from a thought or a bad dream I don't know. I walked to my mums room oblivious to what I would find because I was so frightened I couldn't hear anything. I opened her door and found mum on top of the covers naked, with 2 fingers inside her pussy fingering madly rubbing her nipples and gasping in pleasure. At that time I could tell it was a happy and good thing in my 9 year old mind just not sure what was going on.

            "Mum" I said "I think I had a bad dream" oblivious to the fact I was interrupting her. She bolted up and saw me in the door way, very very embarrassed she put on her nightie and told me come into bed with her. We talked about what might have scared me, because I didn't know she just spoke to me until I had calmed down. Once that happened she then explained to me what was going on.

            "Now hun, I dont want to you be scared or worried about what you saw I was doing. Its a natural thing that older girls do especially when they live on their own." Is how she explained it. "Now go back to bed hun"

            I did and as soon as I got into bed I thought about what I had seen thought it was a nice thing  so I took my PJ's off and rubbed my nipples. I soon found a strange and fuzzy feeling through my body and my fanny was feeling all warm and needed to be touched. I did and found that rubbing it made it more fun and the fuzzy feeling increased. I then thought of what mum had done and tried to put my fingers into that hole we had for making babies. I followed mums example and started to go in and out and a few seconds I felt a wave of something coming over me I kept it up until it got so intense something happened. When it finished I felt like I had run a long way I was breathing heavily and weakened. Later on I leant this was called an orgasm. I enjoyed it so much I kept doing it when I could.

            When I was 10 my mum allowed herself to start dating again. Because I was responsible mum allowed me to be on my own at home. She found a few men and had short relationships with them. I never really knew why they didn't last very long- relationships not sex. This course brought my attention to sex. I knew about it but not the actual side of it. Hearing mums moans and the man saying "here it comes". I found it made me fuzzy hearing it and would then need to finger myself.

            I started secondary school when I was 11 and met a few more friends one of which was Louise. She was like me and early starter! I found that out when she asked one to one if I had touched myself. I told her yes and we discussed it in private often. Outside the mutual masturbation interest we got along as really good friends sharing love of sports, music and theatre plays.

            Louise was a very sexual girl having begun developing at 9, at 11 she already had reasonable breasts and was looking a bit older than the rest of us. I don't think she was having periods. She lost her virginity, at 11, to an older boy. Her older sisters 15 year old boyfriend in fact.

            "Oh Sarah I had sex with my sisters boyfriend on Saturday morning. My sister was out at work and he comes over to meet her. We started kissing then we got naked and we had sex! It was great Sarah he loved it, told me I was tight, it hurt for 5 minutes but was ok after that! You got to try it baby!" They had their affair until her sister and the boy broke up which was 4 or 5 months later, I doubt she ever found out.

             She would come in Monday after the weekend when she got to get to see boys and tell me about sex and what happened with him or later on with some other older boy she had met through friends. Sometimes was sex other times was just masturbating or being fingered and licked by some boy.

            "Oh its fun you should try it Sarah" she would say "Feeling his willy push into you and then he puts it in and out and then all this white stuff comes out the end and fills up the condom" Or she would say "Put his willy in your mouth and run it up and down then the same happens" Or "rubbing it hard for a while makes it do the same".

            I found her stories a huge turn on and began to masturbate over them. Imagining being fucked by a boy and seeing Louise's face in orgasm. I sort of fancied a boy at the time and imagined taking his dick and doing other things with him but as Louise had described them.

            At 12, Louise began to experiment with girls. One of her older sisters friends was 16 and a lesbian. Some how Louise had managed to either seduce or be seduced by this older girl, although her track record would seem she let it happen. She told me of the events in huge detail often turning me on hugely. Sometimes I had to go to the loo in breaks just to rub my wetness.

            "Oh Sarah, it's amazing her fingers fingering you and licking your clit. Its amazing you got to try it hunny"

            Soon I had a revelation, I really fancied Louise passionately. I wanted it be me she went with doing all those things to! I knew because I began to imagine more and more her face and with me when I masturbated. We spent a lot of time together and I wanted more I felt love for her the love I felt toward my mum. I was 13 by now and had cute and perky tits and all the other things teenagers have. My sex drive was going into overdrive. I began to sleep naked for easy playing and well just the feeling of nakedness in bed. My mum had walked in on me masturbating a couple of times. She was fine with it.

            After a few weeks I gathered up all my little courage and told Louise that I fancied her. She jumped for joy and told me she felt the same way and had wanted to tell me. From that moment on when we got a private moment we shared little giggles and kisses but never did anything further. Mostly because when we got to spend time together it was groups and going away for a length of time such as 15 minutes was noticeable.

             It was a huge turn around in my life I had never really fancied a girl before in such a manner but I couldn't help who I was attracted to. Looking at boys I never really felt truly attracted to them just though of them in a sexy way because hey that's what you're supposed to do right?! Plus the idea of having something put inside me always turned me on so maybe that's what I was going for!

            A month went by and my mum was going away for the day, yay! meant Louise could come over! She could have come over anytime I guess but I wasn't sure I would want mum to be around when I was experimenting my sexuality with girls!!

            We made our plans. She came over in the morning. We didn't hang around because I was horny as hell and she was just to excited about taking my virginity. Yes as a Lesbian I consider it my virginity, so deal with it! Louise and I kissed for what seemed like an hour and I must be honest it felt amazing, I had kissed boys when I was a confused little girl but this was so much better. So much excitement. We took each others clothes off and stood naked in front of one another, passion took hold of us and we kissed more and Louise took control, mostly as she knew what to do. She kissed me laying me on the bed. She held my sides then kissed her way down my neck and then to my perky tits. I was so horny I was breathing heavily gasping on each of her touches and kisses. My pussy must have been wet and so hot because I wanted to play with it I reached down but Louise saw my moves and got in the way. She closed my legs and held them shut with hers. I could feel the wetness and heat from her own pussy on the top of my inner thighs.

            "Let me deal with it hunny." She told me in a sexy voice that sent me wild. Kept playing with my breasts bring her hands up to squeeze and play with them rub my nipples. She was sending so wild I was moaning, gasping and writhing so much I think I looked more like a snake than a 13 year old girl. Louise certainly had learnt a lot and was massively experienced, she was only at my breasts and I wanted to cum so bad. She began to kiss her way down my stomach and then released my legs from her leggy prison. Louise opened my legs and licked my inner thighs up and down using her tip to tickle me. Then, with a big smile she moved her head to my pussy and blew over it. It sent shiver of intense pleasure over me and I had to have her release my lust. I wasn't disappointed she pressed her lips over my clit and lapped at it for a few seconds and everything just set me off the build up, the teasing, the new sensations of tongue and another girls touch just sent my into the most intense orgasm I had experienced. I let out a massive moan maybe even a scream all I know I couldn't hear myself. It took me a few moments to recover but as I did I found Louise was still licking my clit building me to another orgasm.

            She then pushed a finger into me and swirled it around making me orgasm again. After my second come down she put a 2nd finger in and began to finger me as I started to play with my tits. She licked my pussy all over fingering me hard and fast, kissing my clit licking it.

            She kept going on me for about an hour I was having orgasms every 5 minutes. She stopped and came up and kissed me eventually we Frenched and I could taste my juices on her lips. After I recovered She went back down on me this time putting her tongue into me and like her fingers swirled it around like she did her fingers. She made me orgasm 2 more times before she stopped and cuddled me.

            "My Turn! " I giggled and started to work on her, I won't lie I pretty much did to her as she did to me, but it got the job done! I licked and nibbled her neck making her let out little gasps of pleasure. I guess I was doing right then! I kept going down then sucked and licked her nipples. I played long and hard with them and it was a huge turn on to play with someone else breasts and to see you turning them on was awesome sight. She didn't close her legs so my access to her pussy was easy. I went down on her and licked her and pussy for the first time and it me a few licks to get used to the taste. I lapped at her pussy entrance working my tongue around her and with one of her hands pushing my head closer in. She started bucking like I had when our positions had been reversed. faster and faster I went with my tongue. I rubbed her clit with my finger tips and a few minutes later she came.

            I felt amazing having just made another girl orgasm. I popped my head back up to see Louise grinning ear to ear with her arms above her head. Obviously she enjoyed it. I smiled and pulled my self back up to her level and we kissed and cuddled for felt like hours.

            My mum came home so we quickly got dressed kissed each other goodbye and telling each other how much we fancied one another. We both went down stairs and I explained Louise was in the area and came over. Mum was none the wiser it was a regular thing that she did.

            Louise and I kept our relationship quiet for the time being because young lesbianism at that time was still a bit taboo and also we were young. After about 4 months I came out to my mum who was a little shocked and a little saddened because it meant there would be no grand children (at the time- things have changed since then). She was ok with it and very supportive of me and Louise. We began to get more risky with were we had sex such as school toilets and fields, buses and trains, never getting caught, well most of the time anyway.

            When we older at 17 we began to expand our horizons in terms of our sex life. Louise is Bi so she would occasionally with my consent find men to shag. We once had a threesome with a man although the cock taking was one sided. I wanked him at Louise's suggestion, but found it quite dull, and uninteresting so I never let him in. Later threesomes would just involve girls.

            Louise and I dated for 6 years until University and college's took our lives to separate places so we called it off. A sad thing but it just the way it was. Because of who we are and I have always made this part of my relationships is to be open, so has she, so when we can meet up we can have sex, usually also involving our girlfriends  as well although sometimes we just want our own little moment. We both remain special to each other that's why we do it.

            Since then we both have together and separately gone to sex parties, had a range of women different ages. My oldest was 52 when I was 19, youngest outside Louise was 14 when I was 22 but that was an accident I was drunk and she lied about her age... I also a few times had sex with my mum when things got very depressing for her. We dont regret it, it felt right when it happened. I got a one up over my step sister taking one of her best friends to bed and fucking her brains out. I became a Nurse and have sneekily had sex with a few willing patients. Whilst training I worked in a bar so you guess a few stories are there!

            At the moment I am very serious with a girl, Kerry, we have an open relationship to allow others in when we are away from one another and need to have sex, or go to sex parties or when we fancy a more-than-two-some. Also I became a sister when my mum met a guy, David. David was widowed some years before and couldn't have children with his wife because she was sterile with the illness that sadly killed her. They met just before I moved out and could often hear their lovemaking. It was nice to hear mum having fun, I did cry tears of joy for her. She had my brother Thomas when I was 25 mum was 49, a few minor complications but both of them are very healthy.

            Of course I will share a few of the above stories over time! But if you have a preference just ask in the comment bit below.

This is a continuation of the first time I had an incestuous relationship with my brother.  I was 14, and he was 17.  In the first chapter, I explained how everything started, and it ended in a blowjob with him cumming all over my tits.  Where last we left off, I was being led inside the house…

                So there I was, being led into the house by my brother.  He had pulled his trunks up, covering his 8” cock.  I, however, was wearing my bikini bottoms, pulled to the side and held there by my swollen pussy lips.  I had no top on, and my chest was covered in cum, which was now starting to dry.  I could smell how sweet it was. 

                Now, for those of you who didn’t read my last post, and I suggest you do, I was a virgin at the time this all started taking place.  I had only seen a penis before in porn, and I had never so much as thought about actually having a guy cum on me.  But within 20 minutes, I went from innocent little sister to the sister that had her brother eat her out, followed by a blowjob to completion. 

                As my brother led me by the hand, I swear that time started to slow down.  I was drunk with hormones and lust.  The scent of his cum on me was dizzying.  I  could not keep my eyes off of him as his muscular frame was all my eyes could see.  I could feel the wetness from my pussy starting to leak slowly down my leg.

                 We were going to fuck.  And I wanted it more than the air I was breathing.

                He led me to his room. His bed was centered, and I started to move toward it, instinctively wanting him to lead me there.  But he moved past it and led me into the bathroom that connected our rooms. 

                “You need a shower,” he said.  “Gotta clean up all that cum.”

                I didn’t even think about the fact that I was literally covered in his cum.  I looked in the mirror.  There was cum from my neck down to my waist.  It looked beautiful as it dried on me.  A mark of lust and sexual desire.  But natural instinct told me that if we were going to make love, it would be best if I cleaned up first. So I let him start my shower, taking my time to savor myself in the mirror. 

                He turned from the shower and stood behind me.  “Damn.  You are gorgeous.  I can’t believe you don’t have guys falling at your feet.”

                Blushing, I replied, “Maybe I do.  I don’t pay attention.”

                “Now that you aren’t going to be a virgin, you will notice.  Trust me.”

                With that, he bent down and kissed my neck, just below my ear.  I closed my eyes as I felt the tingling feeling of warmth come over my body.  He placed his hands on my waist, just above my hips and squeezed just tight enough to hold me still.  I placed my hands over his and held them there. 

                He released from his kiss and whispered into my ear, “Let’s clean you up.”

                He pulled away, and moved from the shower. I pulled off my bikini bottoms and stepped into the shower.  His eyes never left my body. 

                I moved to close the shower curtain, but he stopped me before I could.

                “No,” he said, “I want to watch.  If that is okay?”

                I smiled my approval and began to wash.  I let the water run over my chest as I slowly caressed my tits, allowing his cum to wash off of me.  My nipples were erect, and I spent some time playing with them, putting on a little show.  I had never actually seen anything like this anywhere, so I had to make it up as I went.  I had no idea how far I should go, so I decided I would go until he told me to stop.

                I turned from the water and arched my back, allowing the water to wash my back and ass.  I turned to look at my brother, and I could see that he was starting to get his erection back.

                “You can jack off if you want.  I don’t mind.”

                He hesitated for a second and leaned down to remove his trunks.  When he stood up, I got my first real picture of him fully naked, cock hard and pointing straight at me.  He reached down with his hand and grabbed his large cock and started to stroke it for me.

                “Better clean that pussy,” he said.

                I turned to face him head on, placed one foot on the edge of the tub to give him a view of my pussy. 

                Now, I should let everyone know that, while still a virgin, I did know how to masturbate.  This was an area of expertise for me.

                I used one hand to spread open my pussy, and I allowed him the chance to see my pretty little clit.  I used my other hand to slowly rub it for him while he stroked.

                “Tell me what you want,” I asked.

                “Finger that tight little pussy for me,” he moaned.

                I gave him a smile and moved a finger inside of me.  I moved it in and out slowly at first, but I couldn’t resist.  I started to speed up, banging my tight little cunt harder and harder, as he stroked harder and faster.  I started to moan loudly. 

                “Stop,” he said, as he stopped jacking his cock, “Come here.”

                I removed my finger, licking the pussy juices off, and stepped toward him.  He grabbed me by the waist and sat me on the counter facing him.  He spread my legs apart as he moved in closer.  He grabbed my hand and stuck the finger I was using on myself in his mouth.

                “You taste good.”

                “I know I do.”

                “I want to be inside you,” he whispered.  I could feel the tip of his dick pressing against my pussy.

                I tried to press against him, “I want you to be my first,” I whispered back.  I looked him in the eyes and held my gaze for a second before I leaned in and kissed him.  As we kissed I reached down, grabbed his cock, feeling the warmth of his shaft and the blood pulse inside him, and guided him to the opening of my cunt.

                He hesitated, and then held me in a long kiss, my tongue in his mouth.  And then it happened.  He slid his thick, 8” penis inside of me, very slowly.  It hurt.  But, at the same time, it was the greatest feeling in the world.  I clenched my entire body.  It was hurting me, and he knew it, which is why he was holding our kiss so tight.  I wrapped my hands around his neck and squeezed as tight as I could.

                My sexually active friends told me that it wouldn’t hurt for long, and they were mostly right.  Though, I know now that all of them lost their virginity to smaller cocks.

                When he was all the way in, he released his kiss.  “Are you okay?”

                I was biting my lip, letting the initial pain pass.  I nodded.

                “Keep going?”

                “Oh, fuck yes!” I moaned.

                At that, he smiled and grabbed my waist, holding me steady.  I looked down, watching him pull out of me.  His thick rod was glistening with the juice from my pussy.  He pulled out slowly, and it seemed like his cock was never going to end.  And right before the tip came out he started to move back in a little faster. I looked up at him, and he looked at me.

                “Fuck me. Please.”

                He stared into my eyes and gave me a look that fucking me was exactly what he had in mind.  Not making love, not “doing it,” but fucking.

                He started to move faster and faster.  The faster he went, the faster the pain left me.  My pussy was getting used to his dick, and I was starting to moan louder than I ever had before.  He was pounding me, his little sister, and I loved every single second of it.  I instinctively reached up and started to play with one of my tits.  I was squeezing my nipple, rubbing it between my fingers, when my brother leaned down and took it in his mouth.  He stopped fucking me, hesitating long enough to suck my tit, and it was like electricity sparking throughout my body.  He pulled back, and pulled out of me.  I saw that his cock was nice and wet from being inside of me.

                He grabbed me and pulled me off of the counter.  He grabbed my arm and spun me around, and pushed my head down so that I was bending over the counter.  He kicked my legs apart, grabbed my ass and spread open my tight, wet hole.  Without using his hands, he slid his cock back inside of me.  He kept my ass cheeks spread wide apart as he started to forcefully pound my tight cunt from behind.  I looked up in the mirror.  My mouth was open as I let out little screams each time his cock was all the way inside of me.  I looked back at him, and he was staring down at my asshole and his cock sliding in and out of his 14 year-old sister’s pussy.  It was at that exact moment that I had my first orgasm from sex.  And it was beyond amazing.  My arms gave out as I shuddered in pleasure, screaming at the top of my lungs in ecstasy.  I felt my body tense, and my pussy tightened around his cock.  My pussy flooded, and the juices leaked out of my wet hole, down my legs and onto the floor.

                “Looks like you’re a squirter,” my brother said, smiling.  “I gotta taste you.”

                He pulled out his rock hard shaft and knelt behind me.  He used his hands to position me better, spreading my legs apart so that he could get his head between my legs.  I felt his tongue lapping all the wetness around my opening before he plunged it deep inside of me.  He ate me out with such intensity that I came again, though not as powerful as before.

                My head was spinning now.  I couldn’t support my weight with my legs, and my brother knew it.  I was trembling, fighting to keep myself from falling over.  He stood back up behind me, and grabbed me by the waist again. He supported my body, keeping me upright.

                “I want you to make me cum,” he said.

                “I want to make you cum,” I replied.

                “Where do you want it?”

                “As long as it’s not inside my pussy, I don’t care.  I want you to cum wherever you want.”

                I saw the smile on his face in the mirror.  He turned me around and forced me onto my knees.

                “I want you to suck me off so that I cum in your mouth.”

                I was ready for it.  Ever since I tasted his cum earlier, I wanted more of it.  And I knew that taking his cum in my mouth was pretty intimate, and I wanted to show him how much I loved him at that moment.  Without hesitating, I reached up and grabbed his throbbing dick and put it in my mouth.  I could taste myself on him, and I tasted good.  I could tell by the throbbing in his cock that it wouldn’t be long before he came, so I sucked him as best I could.  While I moved my mouth over his cock, I used one hand to finger my pussy, while the other hand stroked his rod.

                “Shit.  You’re getting me close,” he said in between moans.

                I sucked as best I could.  I wanted his cum inside of my mouth, and I wanted it now.

                Finally, after only a minute of sucking, I felt his cock tense up for a split second before it start convulsing, and then I felt the hot stream of cum shoot into the back of my throat.  He cried out in pleasure, as I kept my mouth sealed over his penis, using my hand to jack his cock for every drop of cum he had.  His cum was warm and salty, and it was tasty.  And there was a lot of it.  I tried to swallow as much as I could, but I couldn’t get it all down before I started to gag.  I pulled away and let some drip out of my mouth, onto my chin, and down onto my tits.  He looked down at me and smiled.  I smiled back.

                Okay, so that was the first time I had sex with my brother.  I have had a lot of positive feedback on my previous story, and I loved every bit of it.  I just want to take a moment to let everyone who reads these stories to know that I read every comment, and I love the feedback.  Do not feel scared to message me and ask questions.  Now that I have this story out there, it feels liberating answering everyone’s questions.  I want to share my experiences with all of my fans.  Thank you so much for the great feedback and the positive responses.  You are all amazing!

(There are more stories about my sex life just waiting to be told.  Positive feedback is a great motivator…)

Make sure to check out parts I and II first.

Part III

As the week continued it seemed like we were constantly naked with the other guys cock either in our hand or mouth. Being teenagers we could pretty much get hard on command, and always had a load ready to release. We only stopped to eat, drink, sleep and periodically recover. Thursday morning I was lying in bed after waking up enjoying a wonderful blowjob from Mitch. He had really taken to giving them. He used just the right amount of suction while always massaging my cock with his tongue. While I was relaxed, enjoying the feel of his mouth he stopped and asked me a question.

"So, I've got a question, but I don't want to seem weird," he said.

"Dude, you're laying between my legs sucking my cock. How much weirder could you get?" I replied.

"Fair enough. So, we've been having so much fun these last couple of days I've found myself sort of wondering what other kind of fun we could be having," he said.

"Hmmm. Did you have something in mind?" I asked.

"Actually I do. Hear me out. So, sometimes when I'm home by myself jacking off I kind of play with my ass," he said looking at me a little nervous.

"Yeah, I've done it too, but where are you going with this?" I asked.

"Well, um, see, I think it feels really good to have my finger in my ass while I'm playing with myself. Since we've already done all this other stuff I figured it wouldn't be that much of a step to maybe, um, you know… like, try doing it in the ass," he said.

"Are you asking me to fuck you in the ass man?" I asked.

"Well, um, yeah. I guess I am," he replied.

I thought about it for a moment. I mean, I'd already sucked his cock and swallowed his cum, and I really enjoyed that. I figured his ass would be really tight too, and would feel great on my cock. Also, I really liked playing with my ass, so maybe it would feel good to have his cock shoved deep into my ass.

"Hell, why not," I said.

"Really? Awesome! Let me get you ready again," he replied.

As he went back to sucking my cock I reached into my nightstand and pulled out a bottle of KY I had bought earlier in the week for our masturbation sessions.

"Ok, man. How do you want to do this?" I asked.

"Well, I saw this porno once where a chick was laying on her back with a pillow under her ass and the guy was able to screw her ass like that," he replied.

So we did just that. Mitch laid on his back, and we stacked up a couple of pillows under his hips. I got on my knees and raised his knees towards his chest. I squeezed some lube onto my cock and rubbed it in. Then I squeezed a little onto his puckered anus. I pushed a finger in to get him started and well lubed.

"Damn man. That's awesome. Hurry up and get your cock in me," he said.

I obliged. I lined up the head of my cock against his asshole. I started to push. i was really lubed up so it didn't take much for my head to snap past his anus.

"Holy shit! That's awesome! Go slow though, man. It hurts just a little," he said.

I slowly started pushing in. I was only going in an inch or so at a time and slowly pulling out. He ass felt incredible. it was the tightest thing I'd ever felt. He started to moan as I went deeper. With each thrust I pushed in just a little further. After a few minutes I felt my balls slap against his ass for the first time.

"Oh my god, man. I'm all the way in your ass! How does that feel?" I asked.

"It feels fucking amazing. keep going man. You can pick up the pace a bit. It's so much better than I imagined," he replied.

I started to thrust my hips a bit faster taking long strokes with each thrust. It felt so good. I couldn't believe how hard I was. He kept moaning louder and louder. As I really got into it I watched him start to stroke his cock. He was really getting into it. After a few minutes I was going at a nice fast pace with my balls slapping against his ass cheeks each time. I was so incredibly turned on. I was mesmerized taking turns watching my cock go in and out of his ass and watching his hand fly up and down his cock. I couldn't help myself. As I was thrusting in and out I reached out with my right hand and pushed his hand aside. I took his cock into my hand and started stroking him in rhythm with my thrusting.

"Oh god. Pete, that's so fucking good. Don't stop. I'm going to cum soon. Oh man!"

"God dude, your ass feels incredible I'm going to cum soon too," I replied.

"Cum in my ass. I want to feel what it's like with a hot load blasting into my ass," he said.

As I was stoking his cock I saw his balls jump and tighten up. He shouted out as jet after jet of hot cum shot out of his cock up on to his stomach and chest. It also caused his ass to clench tight on my cock. That was enough, and I cried out as the most intense orgasm of the week rocked my body, and blasted what felt like gallons of cum into his ass. Just as I finished I heard something behind me. I turned my head, and saw my sister Kasey standing in the doorway with her jaw wide open.

"Holy shit! Kasey!" I yelled.

"Oh my god Pete. What the hell?" she replied.

She turned to leave, and I jumped off the bed and ran after her. I caught her at the top of the stairs.

"Pete. What the hell? When did you turn gay?" she asked.

"I didn't, I mean I'm not. I think I'm just bi. I still really like girls. This is the first time I've done anything like this," I replied.

"Well, fuck. That's just, wow, unexpected," she said.

"You're not going to tell mom and dad, are you? They would kill me if they knew," I asked.

"Hmmm. Well, I can probably be convinced not to talk. What's in it for me?" she asked.

"Name it! Anything you want. Chores, rides to school, whatever," I said.

"I was thinking something a little different. First, I don't want to go back to Elizabeth's." she said.

"Um ok. So you want to stay here?" I said.

"Yep, and I want to watch anytime you guys do anything," she said.

"What? Seriously! That's a bit much, don't you think?" I asked.

"You said anything. It was pretty hot actually. i want to watch you guys do it, but there's a third condition too," she said.

"Ok…" I replied.

"The next time you guys are going to do anything, I don't just want to watch. I want to join in. I want someone to fuck me," she said.

"Someone? You mean Mitch right?" I asked.

"Honestly, I'm so horny I don't care. If you want to fuck me I'd let you. I mean, I know it's clichéd, but you know what they say, Incest is Best!"

Wow, that was totally unexpected. I had never really considered fucking my sister before. I was now. I mean she was definitely my type. She was about 5'6", a nice thick 150 lbs or so (curves in all the right places. She had large tits that were probably about a 38DD, and nice full lips that definitely would look nice wrapped around a (or my) cock. I guess, I couldn't really turn her down.

"Ok. I guess I don't really have a choice. I'm sure Mitch will be ok with it," I said.

"Terrific!" she said, and went past me to her room.

I went back to my room and found Mitch with his clothes on.

"What happened?" he asked very nervously.

"I think we're ok man. Kasey isn't going to say anything as long as we meet a few conditions," I replied.

"Such as?" he asked.

"First, she gets to stay here. Second, she wants to watch anytime we do anything, and third the next time we do something she wants to join in."

"Are you fucking serious? That's awesome. Your sister is hot as fuck! So I get to fuck your sister, and we can continue our messing around?" he asked.

"Looks like it," I replied.

Just then Kasey stuck her head in the door and said, "I'm going to make breakfast, you guys want some?"

"Sure," I replied.

Mitch made to follow her downstairs, but I a grabbed his arm and stopped him.

"I've got an idea," I said.

"Oh, yeah?" he replied.

"Yeah. If she wants to be part of our week, there's no reason we should change our habits. Lose your clothes. We were going to be naked all day anyway. We're not going to change that for her," I said with a smirk.

"Good call man," he replied while stripping down.

A few minutes later, after cleaning up a little bit we met Kasey in the kitchen. She had her back to us as she was cooking up some eggs and bacon. She had changed her clothes, evidently wanting to be a bit more comfortable. I have to admit, I couldn't help but think about her now. She was wearing a pair of shorts that barely covered her ass and a knit halter top that left her back bare. She heard us come in, and turned around. Wow, the neck line of the top plunged down to about half way down her torso. She was also going braless. When she saw the two of us standing there naked she let out a huge gasp and her nipples immediately stood straight out. It was all I could do to try to keep my cock from springing straight to attention.

"Holy crap! You guys are naked!" she exclaimed.

"Well, we figured you'd already seen us in about as compromising a position as possible, and we had planned on being naked all day anyway so we figured why the hell not," i replied.

"So, you're just going to be naked all day long?" she asked.

"Yep," Mitch replied, "It's more comfortable, and gives us easy access if you know what I mean."

"Whatever. Just don't expect me to follow you guys in that," she said.

With that we sat down at the table, and she finished up breakfast. We all ate and actually had a relatively normal conversation considering the circumstances. We talked a little about school, and the summer, and how great it was to be left alone for a week. After a while we finished up. We put the dishes in the sink and moved out to the living room to watch some TV. Mitch and I sat on the couch and Kasey sat on an arm chair next to the couch. As we were watching TV I noticed Kasey kept taking glances at us. It became very obvious that she was waiting for us to do something. I have to admit, the idea of a three way with my best friend and my sister was starting to get me horny.

I looked over at Kasey. When her eyes met mine I reached over and took Mitch's cock in my hand. I slowly started to stroke him as he laid back and closed his eyes. I maintained intense eye contact with her as I continued stroking his hard, beautiful cock. I could tell she was getting a little flushed and turned on. Then, without breaking eye contact with her I leaned down and took Mitch's cock into my mouth. He let out a moan of pleasure, and Kasey gasped at the site. I could see her hands gripping her legs very tightly. I rolled my hips over a bit so she could see my cock while I sucked Mitch's. With my free hand I started stroking my cock as well. The sensation of Mitch's warm, stone hard cock sliding in and out of my mouth while my own slick hard member slid rapidly in my hand had me incredibly turned on. It was made even more intense knowing my sister was getting so turned on watching this. Before long Mitch couldn't take any more and he thrust his hips up. I felt jet after jet of warm cum flood my mouth. I kept it all in my mouth until he finished. Then I sat up and opened my mouth for Kasey to see that it was full of Mitch's cum. Her eyes got as big as saucers as she watched me swallow it down.

"You sure you don't want to lose some of those clothes and get more comfy?" I asked her.

"Yeah, come on Kase. Join the fun," Mitch said.

"I… I don't know," she replied.

"Based on what you said upstairs, I thought you were a lot less prudish than this. If you're too scared though, it's cool," I replied.

That got her attention.

"Hey! I'm not a prude!" she said.

She immediately stood up and undid the buttons on her shorts and dropped them off. She was wearing a cute pair of pink bikini briefs that hid just enough to be sexy. After a brief hesitation she reached back and untied her halter top and pulled it over her head. The most amazingly beautiful pair of tits I've ever seen were then free for me to see. They were huge, but still sat up and firm with youth. Each one was roughly the size of a canteloupe. She had nipples the size of pencil erasers surrounded by pail pink aureolas the size of silver dollars. With her tits out she quick dropped her painties revealing a completely bare white pussy. Her lips were slightly pinkish because of her arousal. All I could think of right now was that I absolutely had to get my cock in one of her holes. I really didn't care which one.

"Holy shit Kasey! You look GORGEOUS!" I said.

"Yeah girl. Fucking amazing," Mitch followed.

"Really? You guys think I'm pretty?" she asked.

"Kasey, you have no idea how beautiful you are. You are perfect," I said.

"Aww thanks guys!" she said.

"Well, Kasey, this is your show. What do you want to see or do next?" I asked.

"Hmmm. I'd really like to see what I saw this morning again," she said.

"You mean, me and Mitch fucking?" I asked.

"Yeah! That was hot!" she said.

"Ok, but this time I get to fuck you in the ass," Mitch said.

"Well, I guess fair's fair," I replied.

Mitch ran upstairs to grab the lube, and was back down real quick. We decided to change things up a little bit. I got on my hands and knees on the carpet, and Mitch got behind me. I was definitely a bit nervous. I'd never had anything bitter than my finger in my ass before. I didn't know how much it was going to hurt. Kasey stood off to the side and watched as Mitch lubed up his fingers and dribbled some on my ass hole. The cold of the lube shocked me a little, but I tried not to show it. He started pushing his index finger in. It went in easily enough, and he quickly followed it with a second. That stretched me a little, but it wasn't too bad. As pushed them in and out I really got used to it, and it started to feel really good. He soon followed with a third finger. That definitely stung a little at first, but it it too quickly started to feel good.

"Ok man. I think I'm ready," I said. "Go ahead and put your cock in my ass. Just go slow."

"Ok. Here goes," he said.

"Wow, this is so hot. I can't believe I'm watching this," Kasey said.

As Mitch positioned his cockhead at my entrance I looked over and saw Kasey was watching intently as he pushed forward with her fingers buried in her pussy. As Mitch slowly pushed forward his cock head snapped past my entrance relatively easily. It felt really good. No pain at all yet. There was no talking at this point. Just moans of pleasure. He slowly started to push a little in and out. Each thrust took him a little deeper. It started to hurt a little after a while, but I stuck with it. I knew it would get better. I was right. It didn't take too long before I felt full, but amazing. I'd never felt anything quite like it in my life, but my whole lower body was tingling. By this time he was completely buried in my ass.

"Oh man, your ass feels so good," he said.

"I never thought your cock would feel like this. You can go faster now." I replied.

With that he started driving a bit harder and faster. He was moaning loudly with the pleasure. I couldn't believe how good it felt. It was absolutely incredible. I wasn't even thinking about my own cock now. I just thought about how his cock seemed to fill every inch of me with pleasure. I just closed my eyes and enjoyed his thrusting. After what must have been a few minutes I was brought back to earth by and absolutely amazing sensation. My cock was wrapped in warm moist feeling. I opened my eyes and looked down. Kasey had slid down between my knees and had almost my entire cock sliding in her mouth and down her throat.

"Oh god! Kasey! That's incredible. Don't stop!" I yelled.

Here I was with my ass pleasurably full of my best friends cock, while my sister was giving me one of the best blowjobs I've ever had to this day while I watched her play with herself underneath me. There was only one thing left to do. I leaned forward and pushed her hands out of the way as I licked her pussy it's entire length. My cock popped from her mouth as as she gasped in pleasure.

"Oh Pete! Eat me! Please! I need it so bad!" she said.

With that our situation evolved into a race to see who could pleasure the other the most. Mitch was driving in and out of my ass at a frenetic pace. Kasey was sucking my cock with shear abandon, and I couldn't get enough of her sweet 15 year old pussy. I just licked and sucked her slit and clit for all I was worth. I could feel Mitch's rhythm start to turn erratic, so I knew he was close. Kasey started to buck uncontrollably as well. At the same time, I felt my own balls start to tighten up. I needed to cum so bad, but I wanted to make sure everyone else got off too. Then, all at once, we exploded. Mitch let out a furious grunt as he thrust into my ass one more time, and I felt his cock explode filling my ass with his cum. At the same time Kasey grunted hard and latched her lips tightly around my cock as a massive orgasm racked her body. That was all I needed and my cock erupted with the most furiously intense orgasm I'd ever had. I came for what felt like days, flooding her mouth to overflowing. Eventually we all came down and collapsed in a heap.

"Oh. My. God," Kasey said. "I've never felt anything so intense in my life."

"I know," I said between panting breaths. "I didn't know it was possible to feel that good."

All Mitch could do was grunt his satisfaction. We just lay there for a while until we all passed out with exhaustion.

To be continued if everyone wants. 

He is sleeping on the bed. He looks so peaceful and hot. His naked body it´s lightly wet because of the heat. His skin shines with the light which comes from the open window.

I enjoy the view of how the lines of his back goes down, ending in his lovely butt.

I love men rounds firm butts. He has strong legs and well shape hips. He looks so darn hot and sexy. 

I could be watching him forever. Well not forever, cause I’m getting wet too and I´d love to share my wetness with him.

I take off my t-shirt. My tits are firm and my nipples hard.  I mount over him; non piece of my skin touches yours. My hands and knees round him rest against the mattress.  I´m all in four above his delicious body, like a wild animal over its pray a second before the killing bite.

He knows perfectly what´s happening, but he plays to be in a deep dream. 

I go down with my chest and my hair touch him first. His skin shivers.

Now my steady nipples rub slowly his back, and they start to draw softly lines all over it, going up and back, caressing his sides, my hair goes in the flow.  

I’m breathing on his neck, silent.

He smells like heaven.

I kiss his neck and behind his ear.

I´d like to whisper him: stay still, you are in my hands now… but he knows that already and he will let me do…

I’m going down to kiss his butt.  

I kiss and bit gently his flesh, and my hands help to open his cheeks. I bury my lips between them and I´m linking his asshole, sucking it with lot of saliva.

He moves his hips up, offering himself to my mouth. I hug his waist with one arm and take his cock in my hand. He moves his hips down, pressing my hand against the bed, and he moves back and forth, getting pleasure in my hand while I suck his asshole deep making it so wet.

My nipples are against his thighs. I feel how he grows hard in my hand, his cock head is wet and he is breathing hard and moaning in an incredible way.

I´m dripping wet but I should resist the temptation to explode in my panties.

I open his butt cheeks with my other hand and I rub his asshole with my nipples… It´s hard to reach his wet hole, I let go his penis and, with my fingers, I pinch mi nipple and rub it hard against his soft anus.

Hmmm, it feels so good, the tickles in the tip of my nipple make me so wet. I´m feeling my pussy juices rolling down mi thighs.

He is grabbing the sheets, not because of the pleasure, because he is standing the will to roll over himself to penetrate me deep all of a sudden. He is wetting the sheets with sweet drops of cum. I imagine that and I want them all in my tongue.

I took off my panties. I open his cheeks wide now, and I kneel just above his asshole.

A thick drop of my juice fells over his hole, I press my pussy against him trying to rub my clit on his hole, It feels so good, I don´t know if I’m rubbing his anus with my pussy lips and clit, but I know, his whole butt is getting wet with my hot wet cunt.

I´m so near to cum there…I´m ridding his ass moving me so fast.

My hands are scratching his back. I cannot stop moaning.

He moves fast, and turns towards me, he sinks his hard pointy cock inside my cunt. Deep, so deep and hard that makes me moan really loud…

I ride him up and down, my fingers pinching his nipples and his both hands fondling my tits madly.

I move my head back. My hair is caressing my butt now. 

He moves his hand down to my belly, and he starts to rub hard my clit with his thumb, fast, really fast and pushing hard that pleasure button till it hurts a little…

I´m going to explode with his think cock inside me, I want that he feels me pulsing around his cock.

My cunt is getting tight around it. I’m going to cum so hard.

My hands grab his chest and I cum over his hot cock, pulsing and expelling its juices like a big flow.

He take out his cock from me and grabbing my hair, takes my head just over it. 

He is jerking off so fast; he is making me, rubbing my lips on his balls and sometimes moving them along  the shaft of his cock as he jerks.

I love that, I love to suck and lick his balls, felling tight against my face. 

He slaps his cock in my lips rapidly and he cums loads covering all my face. 

My lips are full of it, and it tastes salty great. He is shivering above me.

I lick it, cleaning my lips, and I show the white sticky drops in my tongue to him as I do it, watching him straight to his eyes.

I smile. He smiles.

Office Mating

By Esmeralda Greene

In a way, it's because of my wife's terrific sex drive that I'm having an affair right now. Things were going along just fine, and I was happily monogamous, until that Saturday afternoon when my wife just  had to have my cock. Maybe I'll use that as my defense if she ever finds out. "It's all the fault of your horny cunt!" I'll say. Or maybe not.

Make no mistake: I love my wife, and I love the fact that she's got a near-insatiable sexual apatite. Annie is an all-around gem of womanhood. Statuesquely tall, with a great figure, golden-tan skin and shining, curly black hair, she's a knockout by anyone's standards. She made good money doing part time modeling in her college days, and the intervening twelve years haven't diminished her beauty in the least. And she's smart and funny and a great companion and everything else that goes into making a perfect wife.

The other woman in my life is my co-worker Kate. Most people would say that she's not as attractive as my wife, but personally I don't feel compelled to rank women like that--to mentally line them up in order of their beauty the way school kids are lined up in order of height. There's more to the beauty of a woman than just how closely she approaches some abstract ideal of perfection. I didn't always feel that way, but being around Kate drove that truth home to me. She's about five foot three, has straight blonde hair, and is a little more roundly padded than today's anorexic standards of beauty claim is ideal. But Kate has a wonderful personality that just sparkles and fills her body and her face with life. She gives the impression that she accepts herself totally; that she loves her body and she expects you to do the same. She's beautiful and sexy because she acts beautiful and sexy.

Kate and I have been sharing an office for about two years. The building our company is in didn't have enough offices to fit our staff, so many of us double up. Kate and I get along really well, and almost from our first day of working together we engaged in a lot of good-humored flirting. We're both happily married, but flirting was fun and seemed harmless. At first, this was only verbal--lots of sexual joking around of the "that's what she said" variety.

Over time, things got a little more physical. We'd touch as we brushed past each other in our office, sometimes just casually, sometimes with a definite sexual playfulness. Kate seemed to like my butt, and after a while I couldn't turn my back on her within arms reach without getting an affectionate pat. Naturally, that gave me permission to return the complement in kind, and in that way things gradually escalated. 

One day Kate was messing with a computer cable under her desk. She was down on her hands and knees, and her snug little skirt was stretched tight over her round ass. After she'd reconnected the cable, she stayed on her hands and knees and maneuvered so that her bottom was pointing straight at me. "Aw, darn it," she said, feigning annoyance. "Just look at this thing, David. Do you know what to do with one of these?" She wiggled her ass, just to make sure I knew what she was talking about.

"Let me take a look," I said, and squatted down behind her. "Hmm," I said thoughtfully. "Yeah, I think I know how to handle this." I knew what I was about to do was pushing the boundaries, but I couldn't stop myself. Getting down on the floor with her like this had been a mistake. The smell of her perfume and the sexy, incredibly female look of her in this bent-over position were making my head swim. I ran my hands up and over her buttocks, then reached forward until I had a hand on each of her hips. I gripped hard, holding onto her the way I'd hold a woman while fucking her doggy style.

Neither of us moved or spoke for a few moments. Then Kate said "Oh," very quietly, but still we just stayed frozen in place. My cock was rigid and throbbing in my pants, and the office was silent except for the sounds of our breathing.

"W-we have to stop," Kate finally said. We weren't really doing anything, but I knew what she meant.

"Yeah," I said, but I didn't move. I tightened my grip on her hips and pulled her back while simultaneously leaning my own body forward. The hard bulge in my pants bumped against what I calculated was the exact location of her cunt, hidden by a few layers of clothing. I held us like that, my crotch pressed hard against her ass and pussy.

"Oh," Kate said again, and then: "Oh fuck!"

I was wondering if I should take those words as an invitation, but just then I looked up and saw someone walking past the glass door to our office. Although Kate was hidden by her desk, anyone looking in through that door would have seen me kneeling there like I was praying before the altar of a keyboard drawer. To say nothing of the fact that someone could come strolling into the office at any moment. Reality came crashing back in on me, and I let go of Kate's hips and stood up.

"Sorry," I said.

"No, don't be," she said with a smile as she got up herself. Then she took a deep breath and blew it out with a "Whew!" sound. "Hank sure is going to get some action tonight!" Hank is her husband's name. We both laughed. Kate looked down at the bulging front of my pants and raised her eyebrows. "And Annie too, I guess," she smirked.

After that experience we toned things down for a while, but our restraint didn't last. About a week later Kate was standing close to me as she put her jacket on at the end of the day. She seemed to be deliberately pushing her chest toward me, and when she reached her arm back I could see her nipples raising proud little bumps in her tightly stretched blouse and bra. Before I knew what I was doing, my hand was up, cupping her tit. Again the two of us froze, she with her arm half into her jacket sleeve. After a while Kate let her breath out with a sigh. "Jeeze," she said. "Welcome back to Junior High School, Kate. You're wetting your panties because a cute boy is copping a feel of your booby." This made us both laugh, and we separated and pulled ourselves together. Kate finished putting on her jacket. Just before she left she turned to me. "I'm going to be thinking about that while I fuck my spouse tonight. How about you?"

"Yup, same here," I said.

That's how Kate and I let ourselves go on playing with sexual fire. So far, the net result of our escalating flirtation had only been to spice up our respective marital sex lives, and there's nothing wrong with that, right? And we pretended to believe that it would never develop into anything more.

And maybe it wouldn't have, if it weren't for my wife being so sexy and having such a hungry pussy.

It was a Saturday, but I had to go in to work to get a project back on schedule. I was out of bed and dressed when Annie came down to the kitchen. I reminded her I was going in to work that day, and she pouted.

"But I'm horny," she said. "Can't you go in later?" To emphasize her point, she lifted up the front of her nightie, showing me her neatly trimmed black bush. We usually have a nice leisurely love-making session on Saturday mornings. 

"I promised to have stuff done by midday. When I get home we can fuck our brains out, promise."

Instead of arguing, Annie took her nightie off altogether, dropping it to the floor. That was a hell of a tough argument to resist, but I finished my coffee, gave my pouting wife a kiss, squeezed her tit and said, "Soon as I get back, honey, honest." I left, the bulge of my stiff cock pointing the way.

At work I slaved away through the morning. I was the only person in our suite of offices, so it was quiet with no interruptions. Unfortunately, the tasks I was working on were bigger than I'd thought, and by lunchtime I still had a few hours more work to do. When I called Annie and told her my updated schedule, she was pretty pissed off. 

About twenty minutes later I heard the outer door to the office suite open and close. There's a section of glass wall next to the door to my office, and looking through this I saw Annie approaching. She came into the office and closed the door behind her. She was wearing a car coat that came down to the middle of her thighs, and I had a moment to puzzle over the fact that no pants or skirt showed below this. Then she shrugged out of the jacket and tossed it aside. Except for shoes, she was naked. Without speaking, she came around my desk, bent over and pulled my head to hers for a kiss.

"I figured if dick won't come to pussy, pussy must go to dick," she said, and started pulling my shirt up out of my pants. 

Between and around her fiery kisses, I tried to mumble something about the work I had to do, but pretty quickly I realized that talking about work at that moment would be about the stupidest act ever committed in human history. "Damn, Annie," I said instead. "You are the hottest, sexiest woman in the whole world." 

"Prove it," she said, and sat on my desk, pushing my computer monitor to one side to make room. Scooting her ass further back on the desk, she brought her feet up, sitting Indian style so her beautiful cunt was spread open in front of me; a wet and glistening jewel. I was wearing a polo shirt and jeans, and the shirt was over my head and off in a second. I leaned in and kissed her passionately, running my fingers through her hair.

Now that it was decided that Annie and I were going to get it on, we started taking our time about it. We spent a leisurely time just kissing, fondling, caressing, sucking and mouthing every exposed part of each other. I pulled gently on her nipples as she opened my pants and pushed them down my thighs. My hard cock bounced out and lay on the desk like a salami on a deli counter. Annie picked it up and stroked it as I continued massaging her breasts and kissing her.

I was facing toward the office door, and a flash of movement made me look past Annie's head to the door behind her. What I saw made a little jolt of surprise run through me. Kate was there, standing outside the office, watching Annie and me through the floor-to-ceiling glass panel beside the door. She had a wry smile on her face, as if she was amused and also taunting me a little. If Annie noticed the startled shudder passing through me, she must have thought I was reacting to a rush of pleasure from her hand on my cock. My eyes locked with Kate's as I continued kissing my wife's lips. It was an odd moment, to say the least. Kate just stood there, as if challenging me, as if we were competing to see which of us would break the staring contest first. 

I took the challenge. Screw you, Kate, I thought. I'm gonna fuck my wife, whether you're standing there watching or not. I bent down to take Annie's breast in my mouth, and Kate was hidden from me for a while. When I could look up at the glass panel again, she was gone. I guess I win, I thought. But about a minute later she reappeared, first taking a cautious peek through the glass, then standing boldly in front of it when she saw that Annie still had her back to the door. Kate had her winter coat on when I first saw her, but she'd taken it off. She was wearing a knit blouse and a long skirt. She stood with her feet apart, and as I watched she started rubbing at her pussy through her skirt. 

I went on making love to my wife. Whenever I stole a glance at Kate, she was staring straight into my eyes with that amused, taunting expression. The situation was crazy, but I didn't want it to stop. I felt like I was having sex with the two hottest women in my life at once. I tugged at Annie's shoulder's, coaxing her off the desk and into a kneeling position at my feet. I wanted Kate to get a good look at my dick, so I held it up, away from Annie's mouth. Annie responded by squatting lower so she could tilt her head up and suck on my balls. 

I locked eyes with Kate as I held my cock up so she could see all of its long, fat bulk. She reacted by extending her tongue, lifting her chin and making licking motions. "God damn," I whispered. I wasn't sure which of these two women was turning me on more. 

Annie brought her head up and closed her lips around my cock. I grabbed her head with both hands, burying my fingers in her hair and fucking her mouth. Kate went on watching, still pressing her fingers into her skirt at the level of her crotch. I wondered how long it would be before her pussy juice would start soaking through the cloth.

I needn't have wondered, because just then she left off rubbing herself. Instead, she put her hands at either side of her skirt and took hold of it. Walking her fingers through the fabric, she slowly lifted up the front of her skirt. It was a long skirt, reaching down to her calves, so the hemline had a long way to go. I watched it creep upward, inch by inch, as my wife lovingly worked the magic of her mouth on my cock. Kate's knees were revealed, and still the curtain of fabric crept upward. I pulled on Annie's head, bumping the end of my prick against the back of her throat. 

Now the front of Kate's skirt was halfway up her thighs. Beautiful round thighs, the tight pink skin radiant against the dark cloth of the back of her skirt. The progress was teasingly slow, but her fingers were gathering up more and more fabric, raising the skirt higher and higher, revealing more and more...

"Oh, fuck!" I said aloud. Kate had no panties on, and an exquisite golden-blonde triangle of pussy hair was exposed to my gaze, framed by the dark folded drapery of her skirt, framed again by the glass panel she stood behind. "Oh fuck!" I repeated.

Down at my crotch, Annie gagged and coughed, pulling away from me. I'd absent-mindedly pushed my cock too deep into her mouth and held it there too long. "Sorry," I said. I felt guilty. I'd just choked my wife with my cock because I was distracted by another woman's pussy. Definitely not World's Best Husband behavior.  I helped Annie to her feet and got her to sit on the desk again. Then I knelt down, just as she had been kneeling before me a moment ago. I buried my face in her pussy, both grateful and sorry that the sight of Kate was hidden from me. 

I lovingly went to work on Annie's cunt, running my lips and tongue up and down and back and forth over her pussy lips. I wallowed in the slippery wetness of her, smearing her juices over my cheeks. I closed my mouth around her clit and sucked on it, flicking my tongue around inside my mouth. After a few minutes, Annie was pulling at my shoulders. "Get up here and fuck me," she ordered. I stood up, and simultaneously Annie lay back on the desk, hooking her legs around my waist and pulling me toward her. "Fuck me. Fuck my cunt."

As I stood up I stole a glance at the long window beside the office door. It was empty; apparently Kate had left. Gone to the ladies room to jill off? Gone home to fuck her husband? I tried not to think about it. I wanted to think about my wife. My wonderful, sexy wife who had her legs wrapped around me and was begging me to fuck her cunt. I held the head of my cock to her pussy, wetting it with her juices and nudging it between the lips. I started to push...

Down the hall, the front door to the office suite closed with a bang. Immediately I heard Kate's voice calling out: "Hello! Anyone here?"

"Oh fuck!" Annie hissed. She swung a leg up and over me, twisting off the desk and onto her feet. "C'mon, get dressed!" she snapped at me. She still had her shoes on, so her car coat was the only thing she had to put on. She slipped into it and started doing the buttons. "Get dressed!" she said again. I was in such a surprised daze that I hadn't moved, but I did then. I grabbed my shirt and pulled it over my head, then pulled my jeans up. My cock was too rigid by far for me to push it down a pants leg, so I just buttoned my pants and left it sticking out the fly. I sat down in my office chair and rolled up close to my desk. 

Katie breezed in through the office door. "Hello Dave," she said cheerily. "I didn't know you'd be in today." Then she pretended to notice Annie for the first time. "Oh, hi Annie! How are you? Gee, you look great. You're positively glowing!" She turned to me with a grin. "Isn't she glowing, Dave?"

"Hi Kate," Annie said to the floor. "I was... passing by so I, uh, stopped in to say hi to Dave."

"Aw, that's nice," Kate said.

"I'll be going now," Annie said, still looking at the floor. Then she picked her head up to look at me. "You'll be coming home soon?" She knew I couldn't leave right away, since my exposed cock had me trapped behind my desk.

"Yes, soon." I promised, and Annie left.

We hadn't even heard the outer door close before Kate had her coat off and was hiking her long skirt up to her waist. She came around my desk and climbed up onto it, sitting in the smear of wetness that Annie had left behind. "Get up here, you bastard," she said. "Get up here and fuck me! Fuck my cunt! Fuck my cunt, you bastard!"

I stood up so fast my chair tipped over behind me. In less than a second my cock was buried to the root in Kate's pussy. We fucked frenziedly, pulling and pawing at each other, kissing with clumsy urgency. I ripped the buttons off her blouse to get at her tits, mauling them with my mouth and hands. It was barely five minutes before her legs were spasmodically clenching around my hips as I pumped my load into her, both of us shouting, grunting, gasping.

After another five minutes or so to catch my breath, I was getting ready to leave. Kate was still lying on her back on my desk, her hand between her legs, languidly playing with the cum dribbling out of her cunt. When I hesitated, looking down at her, she said, "You'd better go on home to Annie. I hope you have some left for her." She looked at the crotch of my pants, about eye level with her. "I'm sure you do." She smiled sleepily.

Before leaving, I stopped in the men's room to wash myself off as best I could with paper towels and hand soap. Given the mood Annie was in, it seemed likely that she'd have her mouth around my cock within seconds of me walking in the door, so I figured it would be a good idea if that cock wasn't slathered with a mixture of my cum and Kate's pussy juices.

But as it turned out, things got interesting again before I even got home. When I went down to the office building's underground parking lot, Annie was there, leaning against my car and waiting for me. 

"Christ, it took you long enough," she complained as I approached.

"Well, I had to wait for Kate to leave the office for a minute so I could put my dick away and zip my pants." As I spoke I saw that Annie's coat was unbuttoned and hanging open. "Fuck you look good, honey," I said. "Have you just been standing around showing yourself off to passers by?"

"There haven't been any passers by, lucky for me. I've been standing here playing with myself, keeping my pussy nice and wet for you." She reached a hand down to her cunt and slid her fingers up between the lips, then drawing them away and holding them up for me to see. Even in the gray light of the parking garage I could see the glistening, slick wetness on her fingertips. "See?"

I answered her by pulling her to me for a passionate kiss, dropping one hand down between out bodies to cup her pussy. She whimpered into my mouth, putting her own hand over mine and pressing. I slid two fingers into her, and she gasped out an "Oh!" that echoed in the cavernous garage. "Fuck me, goddamn it," she ordered, fumbling to get my fly open.

My cock was recovering quickly from my orgasm of a few minutes ago, but it wasn't the full-tilt boner that my wife had every reason to expect from me. So to give myself a little more recuperation time I dropped to my knees and buried my face between Annie's legs. She was standing at the side of the hood of my car, so she could rest her ass against the front fender. She leaned back, bracing her arms behind her on the hood and spreading her knees for me. I pressed in, pushing my mouth up to her warm, wet pussy and thrusting my tongue out to lap at her clit.

With soft moans and whimpers, Annie expressed her appreciation of my efforts. She put one hand on the back of my head and pulled me in snuggly against her pussy, and we stayed like that for a while, my tongue busily flicking and lapping over her clit and slithering inside her from time to time. 

Then Annie decided she wanted us to switch off. She tugged at my arms to get me to a standing position and then slid down off the hood of the car, kneeling at my feet. Then it was my turn to tip my head back and moan appreciatively, as I felt her warm mouth close around my cock. There was a frenzied quickness to Annie's sucking motions that told me she wasn't settling in for a nice leisurely blowjob. She just wanted to give me a quick suck to make sure I was good and stiff and ready to plow the furrow of her pussy.  

I was indeed as stiff as the proverbial board with rigor mortis, and Annie was just about to pop me out of her mouth and stand up, when...

A car horn went off about twenty feet away from us. It was just two quick honks, but coming unexpectedly in the closed, quiet space of the parking garage the sound was like a smack in the face. Annie jerked her head away from my cock, and in the process banged the back of her head against the side of my car.

I snapped my head up, looking for the source of that honk. It was Kate, on her way out of the garage in her VW. The road out of the lot put her car parallel with mine, with my car between us. This meant that she couldn't see Annie, still squatting at my feet.

Kate came to a stop and rolled down her window. "Hey David," she called. "What are you still doing here? Car trouble?"

I went into a silent panic. If Kate said anything incriminating, not knowing that my wife was crouching at my feet and could hear her... "Just a problem with my side mirror here," I said. Then I gestured urgently, pointing down not at the mirror, but toward where Annie was. "ANNIE" I mouthed silently after glancing down to make sure Annie wasn't looking up at me at that moment. 

It must have looked to Kate like I was pointing at my crotch and working my mouth like a fish out of water, but somehow she understood what I was trying to get across. She nodded, mouthed "Ohhhh," and gave me that same wry, taunting smile she'd shown when she was peeping at Annie and me in the office. This is fucking deja vu all over again, I thought.

 "Your mirror, huh?" Kate said, her smile growing into a mischievous grin. "That's too bad." She was shifting forward in her seat and doing something with her jacket that I didn't understand at first. Then her left tit appeared, plump and pink and held up for me to see in her hand. I remembered that her blouse didn't have any buttons left on it, thanks to me. "Say David," she said in a conversational tone. "Has the copier been working okay for you lately? When I tried to use it today..." and she went on to talk about cryptic copy machine error messages, paper trays, toner cartridges and so on, all the while displaying that tit to me, bouncing it in her hand, squeezing it, running a finger over the nipple. The joy that this woman seemed to take in teasing me was positively sinful.

Down at my feet, Annie suddenly took hold of my lower leg with both hands and shook me. Not hard enough so that it would show from Kate's vantage point, but enough to convey her message: Get rid of her!

Luckily, after a final, extravagant squeeze of her nipple, Kate chose that moment to put her boob away, say good-bye to me, and drive off.

Annie climbed to her feet, glaring in the direction of Kate's departed car and rubbing the back of her head. "If that woman cunt-blocks me one more time," she said, "I swear I will kill her with my bare hands."

"She's gone now," I said soothingly. "Now where were we?" Naturally, my cock hadn't lost any of its stiffness during Kate's interruption. I pulled Annie to me, reaching down for her pussy.

"Agh, I'm not in the mood any more," Annie grumbled, twisting away from me. "I'll see you at home." She walked off to where her own car was parked, banging her heels on the concrete. 

Happily, by the time we got home she was in the mood again. She parked behind me and hopped out of her car, her coat unbuttoned and blowing back from her magnificent body in the breeze. "C'mon stud-boy," she said taking my hand and pulling me toward our door. "You owe me a good one."

I guess I do at that, I thought. I knew that every time I cheated on Annie by fucking Kate, I was going to feel like I owed something to Annie. But as long as I'm able to make the payments...

End

Milking Kimberly

By Esmeralda Greene

Gary hooked his thumb vaguely in the direction of the room that he and Kimberly had converted to a nursery.  "Kim's feeding the li'l one," he said. "She'll be out in a few minutes." He often referred to his new baby as "the li'l one." In fact her name was Emily, but at six months, I suppose "the li'l one" is as good a tag as any. Then with his other hand he hooked a thumb toward the hallway that lead to his music studio. "Sheila, I wanted to show you the folio of Bach etudes I just got."

My wife made a little noise of interest and followed Gary down the hall. I stayed behind; unlike Gary and Sheila, classical music isn't a major interest of mine. I made myself at home in the living room, slumping into the sofa and putting my feet up on the ottoman. Gary and Kimberly are old friends, and we're pretty casual when we visit each other's homes. A moment later I heard the sound of Gary's piano-playing rolling up the hallway; that meant he and my wife would probably be occupied for a while. I was starting to leaf through a magazine when I heard Kimberly call out. "Hey Lyle, c'mon in here and keep me company."

I got up and went through the connecting door to the nursery. "Hi Kim," I said. "How's it go...ing?" My voice got snagged between the "go" and the "ing," because that's when the scene in front of me registered on my brain. Kimberly was seated in the big overstuffed chair that dominated the small room. She was holding her baby to her breast, and she was naked from the waist up.

Kimberly is a tall, long-legged redhead. She's always been something of a workout fiend, and she got her figure back quickly after her pregnancy. She and my wife have been best friends since college, eventually drawing Gary and I into a four-way friendship. I'd always found her attractive, though her full, cupids-bow lips and little turned up nose gave her a "cutesy" look that initially made it hard for me to take her seriously. I'd always thought her to be a quiet woman, modest in both her speech and clothing. And I'd never seen her tits before.

"Things are going just fine, Lyle," she said. She was drawing the words out, making her voice coy and teasing. "We're having salad and chicken cutlets tonight--just as soon as Emily here lets go of me."

"Sounds good," I said. "How's Emily doing?" I pretended to be looking at the baby that was latched onto Kimberly's right breast, though in reality most of my attention was on the unobstructed left tit. Like most redheads, Kim had freckles across her upper chest, fading and growing sparser as they sprinkled downward. The shape of the breast I could see was a study in classical perfection: A generous handful in volume, firmly rounded, convex underneath and a delicate S-curve above, capped with a rosy pink nipple that pointed slightly upward. She'd been pretty skimpily endowed before her pregnancy, but now she was at least a D cup.

 "She's doing great," Kimberly said, the coy drawl still in her voice. "Sucks like a little vacuum cleaner. Feels really good." She looked straight into my eyes and grinned, showing her teeth. "Kinda gets me going, if you know what I mean." Another grin.

Kim was wearing a brightly colored calf-length peasant skirt, and I could see her knees moving underneath the fabric; opening and closing rhythmically, moving just a few inches each way. I think I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out. Kimberly had never flirted with me before, and now she was sitting in front of me half naked, telling me she was turned on, and possibly masturbating. That sort of thing can make a guy tongue-tied when he's not expecting it.

"Time to switch sides, sweetheart," Kim said, and with a smooth move she detached her daughter from her right breast and swung her across to the left. The baby hardly seemed to notice the transition, closing her mouth around the newly-offered nipple without a murmur. I could see her cheek working as she sucked. "Now uncle Lyle can have a good look at both of Mommy's titties," Kimberly added.

"I... um... uh..." I said brilliantly.

Kim glanced down at her chest. "You like?"

Instead of more evasive stammering, I decided to be honest. "Yes. They're beautiful, Kim. Really beautiful."

"Why thank you, Lyle! It's so nice to hear someone say that." Kim's face lit up with genuine gratitude. "You see," she looked pointedly in the direction of the closed door, "a certain someone seems to think that being sexy doesn't go along with being a mother. So he hasn't exactly been falling all over himself to take care of my womanly needs, if you know what I mean." She pouted, an expression that looked adorable on her. "But you think I'm sexy, don't you, Lyle?" She stared blatantly at my crotch, where my hardening cock was beginning to push out the front of my pants.

I regressed into stammering: "I... um... Kim, I..."

"Oh look," she interrupted, looking down at her breast. "This one's still leaking."

I looked. Milk was dripping from her exposed right breast; drop after drop appearing and falling down to her stomach and belly.

"Oh, drip, drip, drip," she said in a voice of mild annoyance, still looking down at herself. She brought her hand up and cupped her breast, pinching the nipple between her first two fingers and shutting off the flow. "Lyle, be a dear and bring me that glass, would you?" She pointed her chin at a drinking glass on the side table against the wall.

I realized then that I hadn't moved since I'd come into the room and shut the door behind me, and my hand was still gripping the doorknob. I went to the table and fetched the little glass, then held it out to Kimberly. My hand was shaking.

"Hold it here," she said. "Like this." She took her hand away from her tit and used it to position my hand, holding the open mouth of the glass an inch or two in front of her nipple. "If I squeeze some out, it should stop dripping."

Then, before my wide-eyed stare, she started milking herself, squeezing her tit just behind the nipple. Milk squirted out in an array of needle-fine jets that came from various points on her nipple. Again and again she closed her fingers, pressing in on the soft flesh of her breast, sending spray after spray of milk into the glass. A minute or two passed as I stood there, feeling hypnotized, holding the glass in a trembling hand, watching the thin white milk squirt out of her pink nipple. 

When she stopped there was about half an inch of milk in the glass. "Thank you, Lyle," she said. "I think Em's done feeding; I'm going to put her to bed now."

As Kim got her daughter settled in the crib, I looked down at the glass in my hand. I could feel the weight of the milk, could feel the warmth of it through the glass; bringing it closer to my face, I could smell it. My mind was reeling with the unreality of the scene I'd just participated in. It seemed both magical and boundlessly sexy; my hardon was pulsing in my pants.

Kim turned and came back to where I was standing, her bare tits jiggling slightly as she walked. She came up to me until she was very close and her nipples were almost touching my chest. "Thank you again, Lyle," she said, taking the glass from my hand. I was acutely aware of her fingers touching mine as she did so. Raising the glass to her lips, she took a sip from it. "Yum," she said, grinning, milk still on her lips. Then she pushed the glass back at me. "Here, you finish it. It will make you big and strong."

Still floating in a hazy fog of unreality, I took the glass and emptied it into my mouth. I held the milk there for a moment before swallowing it. It was sweet, thinner than "regular" milk, and of course warm. The warmth of Kim's body, I thought. The warmth of her tit.

Kimberly dropped her hand to my crotch, cupping the bulge of my hardon and squeezing. "See? I told you it would make you big and strong."

"Fuck, Kim..." I said. "What the heck's gotten into you?" I leaned toward her, trying to increase the pressure of her hand on my cock.

"'Fuck Kim'," she quoted. "I like the sound of that. That's about the best idea I've heard in weeks--months, even." 

Just then the sound of Garry's piano-playing stopped, and both of us looked toward the closed door. "But not tonight," Kim said. She turned away from me, picked up a bra that was on the floor beside the easy chair and started putting it on. It was a heavy-duty thing with what I assumed was absorbent padding in the cups. "Show's over for tonight, big guy," she said as she lifted the shoulder straps into place and covered her tits.

I had a fleeting mental image of grabbing her, ripping her bra off and planting my mouth over one of those incredible, exquisite, pink nipples; sucking on her, filling my mouth with more of that sweet, warm milk. But sanity prevailed and I simply stood, dazed and immobile, as Kimberly slipped on a blouse. We left the nursery, and when my wife and Gary made their appearance a minute later we were sitting at opposite sides of the living room, sipping wine and talking about the weather.

The rest of our evening's visit was an agony of lust for me; of lust and trying not to lust, of trying to remember my marital vows, of wanting to punch Gary in the nose for not recognizing the fact that motherhood had transformed his wife into a sex goddess. "You seemed distracted tonight," Sheila said to me on our drive home.

I gave her a sidelong leer and put my hand on her thigh, sliding it up her leg until I ran out of leg. "Only because you're looking especially sexy tonight," I said. Happily, Sheila seemed to be feeling pretty frisky herself, and when we got home we spent the next hour or two fucking like bunnies.

* * *

Sheila works at an office, while I do freelance work out of our home. In the early afternoon of the next day, the thing I was simultaneously dreading and hoping for happened: Kimberly rang my doorbell.

"Hello Lyle," she said. "I was out doing some errands, so I thought I'd stop by." She slipped past me, heading toward the living room.  "I thought you and I could have a little chat." She sat on the sofa and patted the cushion beside her. "Come sit here and talk to me, Lyle."

I sat in the chair opposite the sofa. "Um, Kim, about last night..." I started.

"I pumped out some milk before I left the house so Gary could give Emily her afternoon feeding while I was out," Kim interrupted. "But wouldn't you know it, I'm starting to leak anyway." She began unbuttoning her blouse. "Do you think you could help me out with that, Lyle?"

"Kim," I said in what I hoped was a firm voice, "we have to stop. We can't do this."

She looked at me, all doe-eyed innocence. "Can't do what, Lyle?" Then her blouse was off and she was standing up, walking toward me, reaching back to the clasp of her bra. "Are you saying you can't help me?" Her bra dropped to the floor and she was standing in front of me, her impossibly perfect tits at eye level. "My boobs are all swollen with milk, Lyle. They're so full of milk they hurt." She leaned over me, putting her left hand on the back of my chair to balance herself. She cupped a breast with her right hand and brought it close to my face. "You can help me with that, can't you Lyle?"

"K-Kim, really... We..."

"Just look at how swollen this boob is." She was whispering now, and her breast was inches from my face. It did in fact look swollen, the skin stretched taught over its roundness. A few veins showed through her skin as faint blue lines. As I watched, drops of milk began to appear and drip down onto my shirt. "I really need your help, Lyle," she whispered urgently, her teeth clenched.

"Fuck," I said, and then my mouth was on her tit, my lips sealed around the pink nipple, and I was sucking, pulling a spray of milk into my mouth, feeling the little jets hitting my tongue and the insides of my cheeks.

"Oh, yes!" Kimberly said, the words bursting out of her like a grunt. She put a hand to the back of my head, holding me tight against her as I sucked and swallowed, sucked and swallowed. The chair I was in was a big lounger, and she climbed up onto it, putting one knee on either side of my legs. Then she could hold onto my head with both hands, burying her fingers in my hair. "Suck me, baby," she said in a purring whisper. "Suck on me. Take my milk. Suck it out of me."

I pawed at her body, cupping the breast I wasn't sucking on and squeezing it roughly. I felt milk spraying against my hand, and I switched my mouth to that breast, closing my teeth down on the nipple for an instant and then sucking, squeezing the same tit with my hand as I sucked on it. With my other hand I groped between her legs. She was wearing a short skirt, and after I fumbled my hand under the fabric my palm cupped over a soft patch of pubic hair and a warm pussy. She was already wet, and after a few moments of stroking and probing, I slid two fingers into her.

"Yes!" she grunted again. She closed her fists in my hair, holding tight. By raising and lowering her hips she helped me to finger-fuck her cunt, driving my fingers into her as far as they would go. I kept sucking, and still the milk kept flowing from her. It wasn't a huge amount; a long, hard suck would produce only a sip, but it kept coming, kept spraying into my mouth in those tiny squirting jets.

Suddenly Kimberly jerked away from me, pulling my head away from her with the hands she had buried in my hair. The tit I'd been sucking on continued to spray, the milk landing on my neck and down onto my shirt. She just looked at me for a time, her breath loud and raspy, still clutching my head with both hands. At first I couldn't read the expression on her face, but then her eyelids fluttered and her jaw tensed with her mouth open. "Gonna come..." she said, her voice thick and throaty. She dropped her right hand from my head and closed it around the wrist of the hand I was finger-fucking her with. She pulled up, forcing my fingers deep into her cunt, then pushed me out, then pulled up again in a slow rhythm. "Gonna come..." she said again, her voice more urgent this time.

The angle was awkward, but by folding my thumb inward I could put a little nudging pressure on her clit. Kimberly made a wordless cry when I did this, a shudder passing through her body. She took the hand that was gripping my hair away and held it up with her fingers spread, as if fending off something invisible. Both of her breasts were squirting out milk now. I hooked my free hand around her body and pulled her back toward me so I could suck on her some more, and as my lips closed down on her nipple she cried out again, a short, wordless syllable of urgency and need. With the hand she had closed around my wrist she started jerking my hand up into her at a frenzied pace, her grip on my arm painfully tight.

Then another cry came from her, this one long, loud, and full-throated. It rose in pitch until it pinched off in her throat, and then her body was convulsing over me, violent shudders running through her like waves, from her shoulders down to her pelvis. Two, three, four times she shuddered like this, and I found the milk squirting into my mouth faster than before, without my needing to suck.

Slowly Kimberly relaxed after her orgasm. With the hand still on my wrist she pushed my fingers out of her cunt. Then she lowered herself until she was sitting on my legs, drawing her breast away from my mouth. "Ohhh," she sighed, gasping to catch her breath. "Oh, that was good. I knew you'd be able to help me out with my little problem, Lyle." She tipped her head forward, resting her cheek on my shoulder for a few moments. Then she climbed off my lap, her legs unsteady and trembling. She cupped a hand over each breast, perhaps to stop the milk that was still dribbling from her nipples, or perhaps to sooth them after my rough handling and energetic sucking. She looked absolutely ravishing standing there. She'd kicked her shoes off at some point, so she was completely naked except for the short skirt that flared out from her trim waist. She was still breathing hard and her full, pouty lips were trembling in the aftermath of her orgasm.

There was a heavy patchwork quilt folded across the back of the sofa. Kimberly went and grabbed an end of this and dragged it to the middle of the living room floor, stretching it out lengthwise. Then she lay down on it, on her back with her legs angled toward me. Reaching down to the front of her skirt, she lifted the hem up to her stomach, revealing a soft triangular muff of beautiful, coppery-red pubic hair. She spread her legs slightly, and between her thighs I could see the wet and swollen outer lips of her cunt. She bent her head downward, first looking in the direction of her sex and then looking at me. "You like?" she asked, smiling coyly.

"Fuck, Kim," I said in awe, in dazed wonderment, my eyes wide and fixed on her crotch.

"Yes," she cooed. "Fuck Kim. Take your clothes off and come over here and lie on top of me and push your hard cock into my cunt and fuck Kim. Come give Kim a nice long, hard fuck."

I sprang out of my chair like a bolt, pulling my shirt off over my head. I tried to take my pants and shoes off at the same time, and stumbled drunkenly in the effort. When I was finally naked I stood for a moment at her feet looking down at her. Her shoulder-length red hair was fanned out around her head. She still had one hand cupped over a breast, and she stroked the other hand down over her stomach, across the rumpled fabric of her raised skirt, down toward her pussy, her fingertips brushing lightly through her pubic hair before sliding down between her legs where she pushed her middle finger between her cunt lips and drew it out again. 

"Fuck, Kim," I said again, imbecilically.

She chuckled lightly at me. "Yes, Lyle, yes." She reached up toward me with both arms, her eyes fixed on the rigid cock that jutted out at a right angle to my body. "Come give me that big thing. I've wanted that fucker inside me ever since Sheila first described it to me."

I wish I could say that this mention of my wife's name made me flinch with guilt, or pause or hesitate or falter in what I was about to do, but it didn't. I felt like my mind had been reduced to the instinct-driven compulsions of a lower animal. I couldn't think of anything except my body and Kim's body, and the screaming, overwhelming need to close the distance between the two.

I dropped to my knees, then lowered myself onto my chest, shifting backward so that my face was at Kimberly's pussy. Immediately I put my mouth against her, pushing my lips into her curly hair, writhing my tongue along and between her lips and up into her cunt. She was luxuriously wet; her juices warm and musky and full of the taste of a woman. I lapped at her, flicking my tongue up to stroke her clit and draw her wetness into my mouth. But as lovely as the taste of Kim's cunt was, it made me think of that other taste I could get from her body: the sweeter, milder, more abundant taste of her milk. I reached a hand up her body until her right breast was under my palm. I closed my fingers, trying to squeeze down on that area behind the nipple that I'd seen Kimberly use last night when she milked herself. Soon I felt warm liquid on my fingers; her milk spilling out over her tit and making it slippery under my hand.

A moment later I felt Kim's hands on my shoulders, tugging at me. "Come up here," she said. "I want your cock. I want your cock inside me."

Obediently I lifted my head, wiped my face with my hand and started crawling up the length of her body. The head of my cock came up between her legs, and after a couple of probing nudges it started to slide into her without either of us touching it.

"Oh fuck," she gasped as I slowly pushed deeper. "Oh fuck that's good." She put her arms around me at the waist and pulled at me, trying to hurry me into her body. "C'mon, give it to me. Give it all to me. Fill me up with your cock." And as I pushed the last couple of inches into her she tilted her head back, making a gasping and breathless laugh. "Oh fuck yes. It's been so fucking long!"

She was hot and wet and tight around my cock, and I rocked slowly in and out of her, savoring the sensation. But inevitably my eyes were drawn to her tits, exquisite in their shape and size, adorable with their cherry-blossom-pink nipples. Just as my cock was the center of my lust to fuck this woman, my mouth lusted after her breasts, her nipples, and the milk that I knew was waiting to be sucked out of her.

Kim saw where my eyes were fixed. "Yes," she purred, putting her hand under one breast and lifting it, offering it to me. "Take it. Suck my milk and fuck me at the same time."

So I hunched my back and took the offered breast into my mouth, closing my lips on it and sucking, and once again I felt and tasted the sweet warm milk in my mouth. The combination of sensations was overwhelming, engulfing. I groaned loudly through my nose and drove my pelvis upward, fucking my cock into her deep and hard. I sucked repeatedly, filling my mouth with milk and not swallowing. Then I released her nipple and brought my face up to hers, putting my lips against her lips. I let the milk flow from my mouth and into hers, a little at first and then more and finally all of it. She opened her mouth wide to take it, then closed her lips to swallow and opened them again to laugh, stray drops of white trickling from the corner of her mouth and glistening on her chin.

I made some more long, deep thrusts, and the expression on Kimberly's face went from laughing to serious; her eyes focusing somewhere far away as she concentrated on the wave of pleasure that was building up inside her. I began slapping my belly down hard on hers, pushing up deep into her. Braced above her on straight arms, I watched her magical tits jiggling violently with each thrust. Milk was still trickling from the one I'd been sucking on, the droplets appearing on the gyrating nipple and then disappearing as they flowed down one side or another of the quaking breast. 

"Y-- ye-- yes," Kimberly stammered, the word squeezed out of her in the fast rhythm of my thrusts. "F-- fuck me, L-- L-- Lyle... Fuck m-- me." The hands that had been at my waist released me and now drifted aimlessly, her fingers opening and closing on air. Then she shut her eyes tight and turned her head to the side. "Gonna..." Her voice pinched off, and for a long moment she made no sound, not even breathing, her hands in tight fists and her body rigid as I continued to fuck into her. And for a long, frozen moment, as the rest of her body was stiff and unmoving, milk began to spray upward from both her nipples. The fine little jets spurted out, some of them shooting up and wetting my chest and others squirting out in long arcs that went in all directions. Then with an explosive burst Kim's voice was released again, and she shouted "Oh!" in a bellowing grunt as her body writhed and twitched underneath me, milk still jetting out of her nipples.

I felt my own orgasm coming, and with my last voluntary act before that explosion, I cupped a hand loosely over her tit so I could feel the warm spray against my palm. Then it was my turn to let out a bellowing grunt, as the cum spewed out of me and my body went into wrenching contractions that drove my cock to its furthest limit up into Kimberly's cunt.

I collapsed onto Kim's body, dropping my weight on her as I gasped raggedly for breath. I could feel the wetness of her milk between our bodies, echoing the wetness of my cum and her cunt juices that surrounded my wilting cock and trickled out of her. 

* * *

A few minutes later we were both sitting up on the quilt, not facing each other. "You look glum," Kimberly said. "Feeling bad about cheating on Sheila?"

"Yeah, kind of," I admitted.

"Me too." Kimberly sounded as glum as I felt. "Personally I don't care that I cheated on Gary. I've just about had it with him. But I don't feel too good about fucking my best friend's husband." She sighed, and I couldn't help but watch the way her tits did a slow-motion bounce. "And it was all my idea, too. If I'd worked any harder at seducing you it would have been rape." She flashed a quick grin.

"Nah," I said. "I wanted you. I wanted you so bad... I mean, you are so fucking sexy... Anyway, it's not like I can palm off the blame onto you."

Kimberly lay back, hooking one arm behind her head for a pillow. "Well, I had a secret weapon, didn't I? She put her free hand under a tit, lifting it. "I mean the tittie-milk thing was what hooked you, wasn't it?"

"Well, I guess so, yeah." 

Still holding her breast in her hand, she looked down at the nipple, then started fondling it with one finger. "Christ, if only my jerk of a husband felt that way." She looked wistfully into the distance. "It felt so good when you were fucking me and sucking my tit at the same time. Oops, now look what I've started. Just thinking about it gets it going sometimes."

I wasn't sure what she meant by "thinking about it"--thinking about having her tit sucked, or being fucked, or both--but I could see what she meant about the effect. Once again drops of milk began to appear on her nipple and dribble down the slope of her breast.

"You'd think I'd be empty after the workout you gave me," Kim said. "But nope; it looks like I still have some left." To demonstrate, she squeezed behind the nipple and sent a spray of milk in my direction; some of it landing on my stomach and legs.

"Jesus, that is so fucking sexy, Kim," I said.

"Yeah, like I said: my secret weapon." She grinned and squeezed out another spurt. "But I'm sure you're tired out, Lyle. Maybe you could just give me a little suck while I play with myself?"

I couldn't turn down a request like that. I got down on my stomach, holding myself up on my elbows so that my face was poised over her leaking breast. Teasing her at first, I extended my tongue and delicately lapped a few droplets of her milk.

"Oh yeah," she purred. She put her hand on to the back of my head and pulled me to her, forcing my mouth down to her nipple. "Suck on Momma's boobie, big guy." Her other hand went down to her crotch, and as I once more began sucking milk out of Kimberly's breast, I could sense from the jiggling motion of her body that she was playing with her pussy.

In a short time she was working her way up to another orgasm. It seemed like I'd only sucked a few mouthfuls of her milk when she started writhing and moaning with increasing intensity. Briefly taking her hand away from her pussy, she used it to grab my hand and move it to the breast I wasn't sucking on. "Squeeze it," she ordered, closing her hand around mine. "Milk me. Milk my fucking tit."

I did as she commanded, squeezing her left breast behind the nipple and watching the milk spray upward as I sucked on her right. After a few minutes of this she arched her back and began making a series of moans, each one louder and more intense than the last. I could hear the wet slapping sound of her fingers at her cunt, moving faster and faster. And then her body spasmed, her back arching violently, and one final, desperate moan came from her lips.

I took my hand and my mouth away from her breasts as she relaxed, and it seemed that I could track the quieting of her orgasm by watching the decreasing flow of milk from her nipples. The fine jets of the fountain-like spray reached up to a lesser and lesser height, then became a dribbling flow, and finally only oozing droplets. Kim took a deep breath and looked at me. "Thank you again, Lyle," she said with a sleepy smile. "You're a nursing mother's best friend."

"My pleasure," I said, sitting up cross-legged. I grinned and wrapped my fist around the hard cock that was angled up from my lap. "See?"

"Ooh, look at you, you bad boy," she chuckled. "Do you always recover this quickly, or is that the effect of my magical tittie-milk?"

"What do you think?" I said. I reached over to her nearest breast and ran my hand over it, wetting my palm with the milk that was spattered all over her skin. Then I fisted my cock again and pumped it, the milk on my hand acting as a lubricant.

Kim beckoned me with a wave of her hand. "Come here Lyle. Come straddle me and slide that big thing between my boobs."

In a flash I did as Kimberly asked, planting one knee on either side of her. I leaned over and laid my cock on her chest, and she put a hand on the outside of each tit, pressing them together over my shaft. She positioned her hands so that as she held her tits together she could also milk them, her thumb and forefinger pinching in behind the nipple. Anyone who's ever taken part in a tit-fucking knows that one problem with the otherwise delightful act is the need for lubrication. Even the most liberal application of oil or lube tends to lose its effectiveness after a while. But with Kimberly there was a marvelous new wrinkle on tit-fucking: her tits were self-lubricating. As I slid my cock back and forth between the warm, soft grip of her breasts, she would squeeze behind her nipples from time to time, and the milk would dribble down into the cleft where my shaft was nestled.

Kim reached up behind her to gather some of the quilt under her head as a pillow. This brought her mouth closer to where the head of my cock appeared between her pressed-together tits when I slid forward, and every few thrusts I would push far enough so she could take a couple of inches into her mouth. My mind reeled, overwhelmed with sensations: the feeling of Kimberly's soft, pouty lips taking my cock head, the sight of her face, sprinkled with stray drops of milk, the warm cushion of her tits squeezing in on my cock through the slippery layer of milk... There's no way a man can experience all of that without reaching critical mass in a hurry, and that's what I did. I felt my balls tightening up, the explosion primed, the fuse lit. I grunted, my body hunching in on itself, and I came. The first spurt went straight up the midline of Kimberly's face, laying a cord of jism from the tip of her cute little nose, between her eyes, up along her forehead and into her hair. Then I drew back, and for the remaining jets of cum the head of my cock was buried between her tits.

When I was finished, I lifted off of her and collapsed at her side, propping myself up on my elbow so I could look at her. She was quite a sight; the stripe of cum up her face, the white droplets of milk thickly scattered over her face and upper body, and on her freckled chest between her perfectly-shaped breasts, a glistening pool of cum swirled together with milk. The two of us spent some time playing with this puddled concoction, dabbling our fingers in it to stir it around and finger-paint trails of it up and over her breasts and down to her navel. Kim brought a few finger-fulls up to her mouth and licked them off, but I declined when she offered some to me. "I don't believe in mixing my drinks," I said.

After that we decided it was time to call it a day. Kim went off to shower and I put the quilt in the washing machine. As she was about to leave, Kim got serious with me again. "This has been amazing, Lyle, but I don't think we should do it again. If I'm going to cheat on Gary--and after today I'm sure I am--I'm going to do it with someone besides my best friend's husband. I just can't do this to Sheila."

"But..." I started.

"And you--" she poked my chest with her finger-- "will just have to find some other way to feed the tittie-milk fetish you seem to have acquired."

"Yeah, like there's any chance of that," I groused. But at that moment, with my cock freshly drained, I had to agree that Kim was right. It wasn't until an hour or two later that the memory of Kimberly's milk-filled tits had me throbbing with lust again, and I began turning over ideas for arranging another tryst with her.

* * *

A few days later Sheila came home with a small shopping bag in her hand and a "we need to talk" expression on her face. She planted me on the living room sofa and took a seat beside me, still holding the mysterious bag. "I had a long talk with Kimberly today," she started. "About sex."

"Oh?" I said, my stomach doing flip-flops.

"I'm afraid... You might not like this idea... I mean, it might be too kinky for you," she said, now clutching the bag with both hands. "But try to keep an open mind, okay?"

"Sure, honey." I was completely confused now.

"Well, Kim was telling me about sex while she's nursing... I mean, while she's got milk. She talked about having a guy--I'm not sure who she was talking about, but I don't think it was Gary--about having a guy suck on her tits while they were having sex. About incorporating the fact that she's lactating into their sex play in lots of different ways. She said it was the hottest, most amazing sex she's ever had."

"Um... that's nice..."

"And... this is the part you might find too kinky, Lyle..." Sheila paused, her fingers nervously rustling the paper bag she was holding. "But I got incredibly turned on by what Kim was saying--by the kinds of sex she was talking about."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. I mean incredibly turned on. And well... did you know that a woman who hasn't had a baby can still lactate? Usually, all it takes is for her to be--you know--sucked on a lot over the course of a month or two."

"I di-- didn't know that," I said. My heart was starting to thump in my chest like a kettledrum.

"So I got this." Sheila fumbled with the bag, drawing out a plastic contraption with a funnel-shaped extension on one end. "It's a breast pump. I figure I can take it to work and use it in the lady's room a few times a day, plus several times a day at home..." She turned to me, looking nervous and uncertain. "And that way I should--you know--get milk... and maybe, if you like it... If you don't think it's too weird and kinky, we could..."

 "We could incorporate your milk into our sex?" I finished for her. "I... um... yes Sheila... I-- I think I'd be willing to give that a try."

End

“Are you here with your friends?” he asks.

“Ya, with Jenni and Michelle and Becky,” I say, blushing and fidgeting awkwardly from foot to foot, “The movie’s already started. They’re inside.”

“Kelly mentioned you guys were going to a movie,” he grins, “I think she was trying to talk her Mom into letting her go.”

“Ya, she said she was going to try,” I confess. I’m always kind of nervous around Kelly’s Dad. He’s tall and handsome and has a way of looking at me that makes me feel like my blouse is too tight or my skirt is too short. It’s usually not so bad, but now I can barely make eye contact and the line for popcorn is at a standstill.

“Her Mom’s a little more strict than yours,” he smiles, and I can actually feel my face redden. “Relax,” he says with a wink, “I’m not as mean as Kelly’s Mom. I remember what it was like to be thirteen.” He places his hand on the small of my back and guides me forward as the lines moves. I’m too mortified to reply.

About three weeks ago, Kelly and I got in trouble. It was the last week of eighth grade and we were supposed to be at some stupid assembly in the gym. Instead we snuck into the chemistry lab with Brian and Alex, two boys in our class. We sat on the floor in the back of the room behind the lab tables, and Brian pulled a Gatorade bottle from his bag that he filled with peach Schnapps from his Mom’s liquor cabinet. We each took turns drinking from it until we were all pretty drunk.

“Truth or dare?” Kelly challenged Brian, after her second drink from the bottle.

“What?” he said, looking perplexed and making a grab for the Schnapps.

“Truth or dare?” Kelly repeated, giving up the bottle reluctantly.

“It’s a game,” I told him, “If you pick truth, we get to ask you a question and you have to answer honestly. If you pick dare, you have to do what ever we dare you to do.”

“So that means whatever we say, you have to do, too?” Alex asked excitedly.

“Ya, but it can’t be anything gross,” Kelly added quickly.

“Cool, go for it, Dude,” he said, smacking his friend’s arm, “Let’s play.”

“Okay,” Brian laughed, “I’m going with truth first.”

“Is it true you fingered Wendy Slater in the computer lab?” Kelly burst out as if her lips couldn’t hold back the words another second.

“Oh my God!” Brian and Alex sang in unison. They laughed so hard I thought Alex was going to wet his pants. “Who told you that?” Brian snorted.

“Wendy told Lisa Jaden, and Lisa told Becky Santello, and Becky told me,” Kelly rattled off.

“Oh my God,” Brian repeated, taking a swig from the Gatorade bottle.

“Did you?” I pressed him.

“Ya, he did,” Alex howled, punching Brian in the arm.

“Shut up,” Brian laughed, punching him back.

“You picked truth,” Kelly reminded him, “You have to tell.”

“Alright,” he said, sitting up, “Ya, we were in computer lab in the back row and her computer was all messed up, so Mr. Ward told her to share with me.”

“And…” I urged him.

“And she was wearing this short skirt so I just kind of put my hand on her knee and I thought she would, like, hit me or something but she didn’t so I just kind of moved it up her leg.”

“Oh my God,” Kelly roared, her hands over her mouth.

“So she, like, spread her legs,” he continued, “But she was wearing underwear, so, like, all I could do was kind of rub her.”

“Oh my God!” I cried, rolling on the floor with Kelly.

“Then she took her underwear off,” Brian smiled.

“No way!” Kelly and I exploded in one voice.

“She totally took her underwear off,” Alex bellowed, supporting his friend’s story.

“Ya, she just, like, slid them off under the desk and then grabbed my hand and put it under her skirt,” Brian said with a wistful expression on his face.

“Oh my God,” I cried, “How long did you finger her?”

“For, like, half the class,” he said, impressed with himself.

“His hand totally reeked of pussy at lunch,” Alex howled, doubled over with laughter.

“She smelled good though,” Brian added quickly, defending Wendy’s honor.

“Oh my God,” Kelly and I sang in awe. Brian bathed in our adoration and took another drink of Schnapps.

“Your turn,” I said to Alex, “Truth or dare?”

“Dare,” he said, finally recovering himself. I looked at Kelly and she looked at me. “It can’t be anything gross,” Alex quickly reminded us. I leaned in and whispered my idea to Kelly.

“Oh my God, yes!” she gasped, her eyes popping wide.

“No, wait!” Alex sputtered, “Truth!”

“No, you can’t change,” Kelly told him.

“Come on, Dude,” Brian said, punching him in the arm, “Don’t be a wuss.”

“Alright,” Alex relented, “But it better not be gross.”

“It’s not,” I assured him, “I dare you to pee out the window.”

“Oh my God!” Brian laughed.

“Seriously?” Alex cried.

“Seriously,” I said.

“Do it!” Brian laughed, shoving him toward the window.

“Fuck it,” Alex said, climbing to his feet and undoing his belt buckle, “I had to take a wicked piss anyway.”

“Oh my God!” Kelly cried, scrambling to her feet.

“Let me see,” I called, jumping up and shoving my way passed Kelly for position. Alex climbed up on a chair and we gathered around him. The window was one of those long narrow ones that tilted inward, so from the chair he could aim right through the opening.

“Dude, it’s going to land right on Mr. Merrick’s windshield,” Brian said, looking down at Alex’s target. We were on the third floor and the teachers’ parking lot was below us.

“Stand back, Dude,” Alex warned Brian, and he pulled out his dick.

“Oh my God!” Kelly and I cried.

“Holy shit, man!” Brian howled.

“Hell ya,” Alex grinned, and a long stream of yellow piss flowed from the tip of his dick, out the window, and splashed down on Mr. Merrick’s windshield just like Brian said it would. Brian pushed his face up against the window, cheering his friend’s accuracy. Kelly and I were much more fascinated by Alex’s dick than by his shooting skills.

“Oh my God,” we giggled, clinging to each other.

“Damn,” Alex sighed, shaking the last drips from his dick onto the window.

“Shut it quick before someone sees,” Brian said, and pushed the window closed while Alex zipped up.

“I can’t believe you did that,” Kelly laughed as we dropped back down behind the tables at the back of the class.

“You dared me,” Alex said.

“It’s your turn,” Brian said to Kelly, sitting down across from us, “Truth or dare?”

“Um, truth,” She answered nervously.

“Is it true you two made out at Jenni Mitchell’s birthday party?” Brian asked, catching us both by surprise.

“Who told you that?” I demanded. We did make out, but we were playing the same game and someone dared us. The sacred oath of Truth-or-Dare was that you were never supposed to reveal anyone’s secrets or dares outside the group of people who played. Someone at Jenni’s party obviously broke the oath.

“It doesn’t matter who told me,” Brian said with a teasing grin.

“It does too,” Kelly said, and she explained the rules to him and wanted to know who had betrayed us.

“So you did,” Alex cut in, deflecting our question.

“It was part of the dare,” Kelly snorted.

“Hot!” Brian said, and the two of them slapped hands.

“It’s your turn,” Alex said, grinning at me. I chose dare even though I knew what was coming, or maybe because I knew what was coming. “Make out with Kelly,” the two of them said, almost in perfect sync.

“That’s not fair,” Kelly whined, blushing and acting innocent, as if she were being forced to do something she didn’t want to. I knew she was putting an act on for the boys though. Kelly and I actually made out a lot. It started out as just kissing, we called it practice for when we started dating boys, but the last time I spent the night at Kelly’s house, we fingered each other’s pussies until we both came, and then we sucked each other’s fingers clean.

“I can’t believe someone told you that,” I complained, trying to hide how eager I was to kiss Kelly in front of them.

“Ya, you guy’s can’t tell anyone,” Kelly demanded, “You have to swear.”

“We swear,” both boys answered eagerly, sitting up straighter.

“Oh my God,” Kelly giggled, leaning in close to me.

“Ready?” I asked, blushing shyly. The boys’ eyes were nearly popping out of their heads.

“Uh-huh,” Kelly grinned, and we pushed our mouths together.

“Holy fuck,” Brian gasped.

“Dude,” Alex moaned in awe.

The second our lips touched, the act melted away and we kissed the way we loved to kiss – deep, languid kisses with wet lips and tongues as soft as silk. We ignored the boys’ taunts, or maybe their breathless words spurred us on, but it was a full minute before we pulled apart. Our fingers had slipped together on the floor between us and I struggled to show some restraint. I desperately wanting to touch Kelly’s breasts.

“Fucken A,” Brian nodded in approval. Kelly’s blonde hair was tangled with my dark hair and we giggled softly, each fixing the other’s bangs.

“Goddamn!” Alex sighed.

“Your turn,” I said turning to Brian, “Truth or dare?”

“Are we still playing?” he asked.

“Yes, we’re still playing,” Kelly exploded, “It’s your turn.”

“Okay,” Brian laughed, “Dare.”

“Show us your dick,” I said before Kelly even had a chance to look at me.

“Oh my God!” she cried, hands to her mouth.

“No way,” Brian snorted, suddenly looking shy.

“Are you chickening out?” I challenged, staring him down with steely eyes.

“Fuck man, do it,” Alex said, elbowing Brian in the ribs, “Come on, I’ll do it with you.” And the two of them exchanged a look that communicated more than they could say in front of us.

“Alright,” Brian said with a quick change of heart, “We’ll do our turns together.”

“You can’t do that!” Kelly squealed as the two of them climbed to their feet.

“Yes, they can!” I said, elbowing her in the ribs and giving her the same look that Alex gave Brian.

“Oh my God,” Kelly giggled, catching on.

“Go for it, Dude,” Alex said to Brian. The two of them stood in front of us with their hands on the flies of their jeans. Alex’s belt was still undone from pissing out the window. “Alright,” Brian agreed, and almost as if they’d practiced beforehand, they tore open their jeans in unison and let them drop to their knees.

“Oh my God!” Kelly cried, clutching my arm. We had both seen lots of dicks online, but neither of us had ever seen a real one before, except for our Dads’. Kelly looked between her fingers but I wasn’t shy about my interest. I sat up on my knees and took a good long look.

They were both hard, which I blamed on our make out session. Their dicks stood straight up in the air and their balls hung between their legs. Both had little patches of dark hair around the base of their dicks, and long thick veins that rose from their fleshy sacks and reached up to the purple caps on top. Alex’s dick was bigger, both in length and thickness, but neither was as big as the dicks we’d seen on the internet or in the old porn magazines we found hidden in Kelly’s Dad’s closet.

“It’s your turn,” Alex said, interrupting my study of his junk.

“Dare,” I spit out before he could even ask the question.

“Suck our cocks,” Alex said, answering just as quickly.

“No way,” Kelly cried, shaking her head, but I knew this was one of those moments where you just had to be brave.

“I’ll do it,” I said, and I felt something like electricity tear through my body at the thought of sucking both of them.

“Oh my God!” Kelly cried, and she pulled me hard to her. “Are you serious?” she hissed in my ear.

“You don’t have to do it,” I told her, and then turned back to the boys, “You have to swear you’ll never tell anyone.”

“We swear!” they both nodded eagerly.

“Okay, we’ll both do our turn together then, too,” Kelly suddenly agreed.

“Are you sure?” I asked, feeling both relieved and a little disappointed.

“Uh-huh,” she nodded nervously, and then we turned to the boys.

“Shit, man,” Brian said. He was standing in front of me and he stepped forward while Kelly got on her knees in front of Alex.

“Ready?” I asked, smiling at Kelly.

“Oh my God,” she squeaked anxiously, and we both reached forward and took our first cocks into our hands.

“Oh my God,” we both giggled. The hot, hard flesh felt rubbery and we handled it clumsily. Neither of us had a clue what we were doing. I tried to think of what the girls in the porn we watched online would do. I remember one girl started her blowjobs by lifting the guy’s dick and sucking on his balls. I was to shy to attempt that though, so I settled for a simple kiss on the tip.

“Fuck,” Brian gasped. He seemed like he would be much easier to please than the men we saw online. Kelly imitated me, and we blushed and nodded encouragement to each other. I sat up on my knees a little and pushed my mouth down over Brian’s dick, feeling the tip push against my tongue. I struggled to breath around it at first, but soon I had a good rhythm and good suction going. I stroked him into my mouth, pushing my lips farther down his cock and taking him deeper and deeper with each bob of my head.

“Does that feel good?” I asked, looking up from Brian’s dick.

“Fuck,” he groaned, his eyes wide and desperate. I looked over at Kelly. She had her lips around the tip of Alex’s dick and was pumping the shaft with her thumb and forefinger. She seemed kind of like she was afraid of his dick. I looked up and Alex was staring at me.

“Can I try yours?” I asked simply, nodding at Alex and hoping not to offend anyone.

“Ya,” Alex said quickly, “Let’s switch so we can compare.”

“Alright,” Kelly said, not seeming to mind the change.

“Okay,” Brian agreed, though he sounded less than enthusiastic about the idea.

“Hey,” I grinned up at Alex as he stepped in front of me.

“Hey,” he said back with a wicked smile, and this time when I took his cock, I lifted it and ducked my head down to suck his balls, like the girl in the video. “Fuck,” he moaned immediately, and I took my time licking and nuzzling his fuzzy sack before I moved my mouth to the main course.

“Goddamn,” I heard Brian groan, and I glanced over to see that Kelly was having a lot more fun with his cock. She was sliding her lips up and down the shaft leaving a silky sheen behind. Brian was clutching the table behind him with his head thrown back.

“Can I touch your tits?” Alex asked, his voice almost pleading. I let his cock drop form my mouth and grabbed the hem of my shirt. I pulled it up over my head and reached behind my to unsnap my bra.

“Mmm,” I hummed around his cock while he hunched over me and squeezed my tits. This was my first blowjob, or technically my second, and the first time a boy had touched my tits, and all I could think was, “Why did I wait so long to try this?” Maybe it was the peach Schnapps, but I was in heaven. I loved the feeling of his hot flesh against mine and the heat of his cock between my lips, and all I wanted was more.

“Fuck me,” I pleaded, lifting my mouth from his cock. But two things suddenly happened at that very moment that saved my virginity. The first that I was aware of was Alex’s dick spitting cum against the side of my face. It caught me by surprise and two more blasts got me on the chin and lips before I could get my mouth over the tip. The rest spilled down my throat while I sucked, pumping the base of his cock, only vaguely aware of movement around me and someone pulling on my arm.

The shock of Alex’s cum was nothing compared to the shock of seeing Mrs. Paulson, our school principal, standing at the end of the row of tables. Kelly, Brian and Alex were all on their feet, and Alex was quickly tucking his dick back into his pants and zipping up. Except for the expression of utter terror on their faces, they looked relatively innocent compared to me. I didn’t know where my shirt and bra were, and when I stood up, cum dripped from my face down onto my bare tits.

“It must not be a very good movie if you’re out here getting popcorn,” he says. The line is stopped again while a woman with six kids swarming around her tries to figure out which one wants M&Ms and which one won’t drink Coke.

“It’s Snow White with the girl from Eclipse,” I say, looking back towards the theater where my friends are, “It’s good but I’ve already seen it three times.”

“Okay,” he laughs, and his hand is on my lower back again even though the line’s not moving. “Kelly’s Mom hates going to the movies,” he says, leaning down closer to me, “So I end up coming here by myself when there’s something I want to see.”

“What are you watching?” I ask, not minding his hand on my back too much.

“Prometheus,” he answers, “I’m a bit of a sci-fi geek.”

“Oh, I wanted to see that one, but it’s rated R,” I whine, remembering the cool trailer.

“Next,” a girl behind the counter shouts.

“Here,” he says, and his hand on my back guides me forward, “What do you want. I’m treating.”

“Oh,” I say, surprised by his offer, “Um, just a popcorn and a medium Coke.”

“A popcorn and two Cokes,” he tells the girl, finally taking his hand from my back to get his wallet from his pocket. He pays and I thank him, but before I can go…

“Hey,” he says, looking like he’s been struck by sudden inspiration, “If you want to see Prometheus, why don’t you come and watch with me. I can get into rated R films.” He says this with a playful wink.

“Um…” I mutter.

“I just thought, since you’re kind of bored with Snow White,” he adds, “You don’t have to watch the whole thing. You can just check out the first few minutes, if you want.”

“Um…” I stall, looking down at the popcorn and pop that he’s just bought me. I can still feel where his hand touched the small of my back.

“Just a thought,” he says with a shrug. No pressure.

“Sure,” I finally agree with my own shrug.

“Great,” he smiles, “This way.” His hand is on my back again, leading me to a theater across the crowded lobby. We look so casual, like a father and daughter going to see a movie together. No one pays us any attention, but I can feel my heart beating in my chest.

“How about here?” he asks in a hushed voice. He leads me almost to the top row of seats and I move in to the middle. He holds my Coke for me.

“Okay,” I say, slipping into a cushy seat that reclines. The movie hasn’t started yet, just the previews. The lights are low but still on. There aren’t many people in the theater, but that’s not surprising for a Tuesday afternoon matinee for a rated R movie.

“Here you go,” he says, sitting next to me and handing me my Coke.

“Thanks,” I smile awkwardly, setting it in the armrest cup-holder between us. He takes a sip of his Coke and for a second we sit in silence while he gazes around the room. Other people are still talking in whispers while the ads and previews play.

“So your Mom and Dad took it easy on you for that trouble at school, huh?” he suddenly says, and I feel my face flush red. He knows the details of what happened. Mrs. Paulson made Kelly and I sit in the same room with our parents while she described to them what she saw when she walked in on us.

“I guess,” I shrug, embarrassed to have to talk about it, “They grounded me for a month but my Mom said I could go to the matinee today since I got all A’s on my report card.”

“That’s right,” he says, nodding his head, “Grades came out this week. All A’s, huh?”

“Ya,” I nod.

“That’s impressive,” he says, and then he reaches across the armrest into my lap, “Mind if I have some popcorn?”

“Sure,” I mutter as he digs into the bag. He takes only one piece though and leaves his arm on the rest after eating it.

“So you’re still grounded then?” he asks, taking one more piece.

“Ya,” I say, suddenly not hungry for popcorn at all, “Until after the fourth. And they took away my phone.”

“No phone,” he cries teasingly, and then laughs, “That must be torture.”

“It is,” I say honestly, and he laughs again and takes another piece of popcorn.

“Still, it’s not too bad,” he says, “Kelly’s Mom is making her go to church again.” He laughs again, but in a different way. For a moment there’s silence while the trailer for The Dark Knight Rises plays. Then he looks me up and down. “It’s a little cold in here,” he says, and he’s not lying. They have the AC blasting and I’m shivering slightly, but I can’t tell if it’s from the cold or something else. “You must be freezing in that tiny skirt and tank top,” he says, and he puts his hand on my bare thigh. “You’re skin is like ice,” he says in a very fatherly voice.

“I’m okay,” I say, but he rubs his hand up and down my thigh anyway and I let him. There’s a sudden whoot of excitement and applause at the end of the Dark Knight trailer and he pulls his hand away too quickly. I see the scowl on his face and he peers into the seats below.

“Still it’s not too bad,” he repeats distractedly, taking another piece of popcorn, “Being grounded. It’ll be over before you know it.”

“I guess,” I say, and then he drops his hand back to my thigh. I’m still shivering, but now I know it’s not from the air conditioning. In fact, I suddenly feel hot and flushed.

“So you guys still play Truth or Dare, huh?” he asks, leaning in and whispering close to my ear. The question and his breath in my ear send chills down my spine. Kelly must have told him that was why she did what she did, because of the game. I’m too nervous to answer him. I just sit there and tremble. “We used to play that game when we were your age,” he adds, his breath still tickling my ear, “You can get in a lot of trouble playing that game.” There is a playful note in his voice and he gives my thigh a gentle squeeze that makes my pulse jump.

“Ah, the movie,” he says, and the last preview ends as the theater goes dark. “Here,” he smiles, and he takes his hand from my thigh and puts his arm around me. He catches my bare shoulder, pulling me slightly to him, and rubs his hand up and down my arm. “Better?” he asks, and I’m guess he’s talking about the cold.

“Ya,” I say, though I feel like I’m on fire. The credits start and his hand slips from my arm, up over my shoulder, to the back of my neck. My long hair is curled up in a knot at the back of my head, and for what feels like an eternity, he simply caresses the skin there with the tips of his fingers. The credits end. He leans in, his lips close to my ear.

“Truth or dare?” he whispers. My breath catches in my throat.

“Truth,” I finally answer, and I know he can hear the fear and excitement in my voice.

“Do you like me touching you?” he asks.

“Yes,” I answer.

He sits up and looks around the theater. Then he lifts the armrest separating us. His right arm circles me again, pulling me close to him, and he reaches across himself with his left and slides his hand up my thigh and under my skirt. I am curled up under his arm and I can hear him breathing. He has one hand on my ass and the fingers of his other hand brush maddeningly against my panty-covered pussy.

“You’re wet,” he whispers desperately, feeling the dampness that is soaking through the soft cotton underwear.

“Uh-huh,” I mutter, slightly embarrassed and even more frustrated with his slow moving fingers. “Truth of dare?” I finally ask.

“Dare,” he mutters, again looking nervously around the theater.

“Finger my pussy,” I say, remembering the story Brian told us about Wendy Slater in the back of the computer lab. He literally gasps, and I can feel his hand on my thigh start to tremble. I sink down in my chair and spread my legs apart to give him access.

“Slip your panties down, Sweetie,” he says, and the word Sweetie makes butterflies take flight in my tummy for some reason. I’m breathing almost as hard as he is and my hands are trembling, too. I reach up under my skirt, hook my fingers under my panties, and lift my butt off the seat. I slide my underwear down to my knees, and then I curl back into his side.

“Jesus,” I hear him sigh above me. He runs his hand up and down my bare thigh before moving it back under my skirt.

“Yes,” I moan when his fingers find my dripping slit. I slip further down in my chair and my skirt rides up so my pussy is actually exposed and I can see his fingers pry my tight lips apart. I spread my thighs as far as I can with my panties stretched tight between my knees. He wiggles the tip of his middle finger snuggly into my pink flesh finding all my favorite nerve endings there, and I struggle to keep quiet.

His face is in front of mine and his lips cover my mouth. He kisses me and I suddenly remember that he’s my best friend’s Dad. I knew that of course when he started fingering my pussy, but somehow kissing him seems strange. His lips are soft, but quick and nervous. He pulls away, looks around the theater, and then kisses me again, this time slipping his tongue into my mouth. His finger moves over my clit and I moan, letting my tongue vibrate against his.

“Truth?” he says, not giving me the option of dare.

“Truth,” I repeat, accepting his challenge.

“Are you still a virgin?” he whispers in the dark. His finger presses deeper into my pussy and I bite down on my lip.

“Yes,” I say with a slight gasp, my body twisting in the seat.

“Is my daughter?” he asks, and his finger makes my jump again.

“Yes,” I sputter, shocked by the question, but before I can think about it, he kisses me again.

“Here,” he says, and he takes another look around before slipping out of his seat and onto his knees between the rows of seats. I sit up slightly, lifting my legs while he takes my panties and slides them off over my bare feet. My flip-flops lie abandoned on the floor and I watch him tuck my panties into his pants pocket. He turns me at an angle in our two seats so I face him. He takes me by the knees and spreads my legs, pulling my bare bottom to the edge of the cushion. He lifts one knee so my foot is resting on the cushion, and then he leans forward and kisses my pussy.

“Oh my God,” I gasp, biting down on my lower lip to keep from crying out. His tongue is like silk and he uses it to pry open my virgin slit, hungrily lapping at my soft insides. My legs twitch as if he’s sending jolts of electricity through me, and I feel his strong hands on my hips holding me down. I’ve never experienced anything so amazing. My entire body is shaking and I’m going to cum. I push my fingers through his hair, pressing down on the back of his head. I throw my head back, silently screaming. His mouth clamps down on my pussy and he drinks noisily form my dripping gash.

For several minutes he simply lies between my spread thighs, kissing me softly and caressing my sensitive skin. He runs his fingers and nose through the peach fuzz covering my mound, inhaling deeply, and then mutters something I can’t make out. Finally he climbs back into his seat and I cuddle up under his arm again. My skirt is bunched up around my waist and he cups and holds my bare ass in his strong hand, pulling me closer.

He takes a quick look around and then he kisses me again. I can taste my pussy on his breath. It reminds of Kelly and licking our juices form each other’s fingers, and I can’t wait to do to his daughter what he just did to me. The thought goes through my mind to tell him what Kelly and I do in her bedroom at night when I sleep over. He surprised me by asking if she was a virgin, and I decide that if he asks about her again I will tell him.

He pulls his lips from mine and looks around. He has pushed my tank top and bra from my shoulder and my breast is completely exposed. He massages it and then ducks down and sucks my nipple into his warm mouth.

“Truth or dare?” I whisper in his ear. He sits up, one hand on my tit, the other on my ass.

“Dare,” he answers, and my temptation to ask him something about Kelly dissolves. Instead I draw a deep breath and work up the courage to say what I’m about to say to my best friend’s Dad.

I push my hand down into his lap. He is hard as iron beneath his jeans and I can feel the heat radiating from him. He is holding his breath waiting for my challenge, but I take my time. I undo the button at his waist and tug at the zipper. His fly opens up and he’s not wearing underwear. I take hold of his hot flesh and lift it into the cool air of the dark theater. He is much bigger than the two other dicks I have played with, and that scares me a little, but excites me, too. He lifts his hips and pushes his jeans down slightly so I can see his balls.

“You don’t have any hair,” I say, surprised by his bald sack.

“No,” he laughs slightly, and I run my fingers over the root of his dick where the hair should be. I like the smooth feeling. For a long minute I simply explore his hard-on, realizing how much I’ve missed cock. That day in the chemistry lab was my first time playing with a boy’s dick, and I feel like a little girl who had her favorite Christmas toy taken away from her on Christmas day, before she even had a chance to enjoy it. I have a cock in my hand again though, and the thrill hits me harder than peach Schnapps.

“Dare?” I repeat, reminding him of our game.

“Dare,” he reaffirms, giving my ass a squeeze. I sit up a bit, still holding his cock, and I put my lips to his ear.

“Fuck me,” I whisper.

I can hear the air escaping from his lungs. I pump his hard dick in my hand, waiting for his answer. He looks around, and then kisses me again, passionately. He pushes his hand back between my thighs and finds my virgin pussy wet and hot. He breaks the kiss and looks into my eyes.

“You really want that?” he asks, his eyes boring into mine.

“Yes,” I nod eagerly. He kisses me, more softly this time, and then his lips move to my ear.

“Suck my cock,” he says, and his hand is on my neck pushing my head down. I sink down in my seat, and gladly take him into my mouth, savoring the taste and feel of him between my lips. I can hear him breathing above me as I slide my wet lips up and down his thick shaft. I feel his hand on my ass, and then a finger between my cheeks, tickling my tiny hole. It feels weird but good. I hum my approval around his dick and he pushes his finger inside me.

“Ung,” I gasp, lifting my mouth from his cock for a moment. I push back down though, and I try to imagine this hard flesh inside my pussy. Will it feel the same as his finger in my ass? His dick is a lot bigger than his finger, and I’m more than aware that while I took both Brian and Alex to the root, I can barely fit half of Kelly’s Dad in my mouth. A sliver of fear stabs at me, but I want this.

I’m gently squeezing his balls and I feel them swell and twitch when his cum spills out into my mouth. I suck softly, milking him with my lips until the last drop fills my cheeks. I lift my head and swallow. He pulls me back up under his arm, his finger slipping from my ass, but my hand still on his dick.

“Maybe you should get back to your friends,” he whispers to me.

“Oh,” I say, taken by surprise. I completely forgot about my friends sitting in another theater. I sit up and suddenly feel embarrassed. I pull down my skirt and tuck my boob back into my bra and top. My underwear are still in his pocket as he zips up, but I find my flip-flops on the floor.

“That was amazing,” he says, kissing my cheek this time, “We’ll have to find some time where we can be alone.”

“Okay,” I mutter, unable to look him in the eye. He sits up and lets me slip past him in the isle. My legs feel like rubber on the way down the steps and I don’t look back before I push my way through the door.

The lobby is noisy and crowded and I feel like I’m in another world. For a second I think I might cry, though I’m not even sure why. Did I think he was going to actually fuck me right there in the theater? Well, yes, actually, I did. But I am more upset by how quickly it ended. He came in my mouth and then he was like a different person.

The taste of his cum is still strong in my mouth. I liked it at first, but now it makes me angry. Then I realize I left my Coke in the armrest. That makes me even madder. For a second I think about going back to get it, but I don’t want to see him again. I spot a drinking fountain across the lobby and I make my way to it, my flip-flops clip-clopping against my feet. I bend over the fountain and dip my mouth into the stream of water.

“That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen!”

The voice is close to my ear and makes me jump. I stand straight, water dripping down my chin, and I’m staring into the face of a stranger – a man in his forties maybe, tall with graying hair and piercing grey eyes. He’s smiling knowingly at me, wiping water from his lips, his other hand still on the tap of the fountain next to mine.

I have no idea what to say. My heart is racing and I simply turn and walk away. I look back when I reach the theater where my friends are. His eyes are on me and he starts walking my way. I pull the door open and hurry to find my friends.

“Where have you been?” Jenni asks. Her eyes are on the movie though and she seems to have only just now realized how long I’ve been gone. 

“Bathroom,” is all I say, and she just nods. The man enters the theater and I sink down in my seat. He walks past our row of seats without looking at me, and I wait several minutes before I glance over my shoulder. He is sitting about five rows back. He smiles when our eyes meet and I quickly turn forward, my heart thumping.

There’s not much left to the movie. The big battle is going on when I take my seat and I sit there anxiously until the credits roll. I stand up with my friends and the rest of the people in the theater, and I give a quick glance back. He’s still watching me and I fill a chill run down my spine. He follows my friends and me out into the lobby.

“I’m not feeling well,” I tell my friends when they suggest heading to the food court, “I think I’m just going to go home.” They whine and complain and try to convince me to change my mind, but the stranger from the fountain is standing across the lobby and I’m worried he’ll say something in front of them. “I’ll see you later,” I say, and they reluctantly wander off without me. The man is watching me, but I don’t head for the exit. I hurry across the lobby to the theater where Prometheus is playing. I don’t really want to see Kelly’s Dad again, but I need to ask him for a ride home.

The theater is still dark and the movie is only about halfway through. I climb the steps to the top, but when I get there I realize Kelly’s Dad is gone. Two Cokes and a popcorn bag sit where I sucked his cock. I turn but before I can take one step, I see the stranger climbing the stairs toward me. For a second I freeze, and then I hurry down the isle and drop into the seat where my Coke waits for me.

He reaches the top of the stairs, and for a second I think I’ll scream, but he takes a seat at the end of the row below mine. And then he simply sits and watches the movie while I watch him. He looks even older in the soft light reflected from the movie screen, his hair grayer maybe, and I guess he’s around fifty. He is tall and thin and dressed in kind of expensive clothes. He wears black pants and a pale blue button up shirt. He is actually very handsome, for an old guy.

I’m taking all this in when he turns and looks at me. I look quickly away, my heart thumping. Then he stands and moves into my row. His eyes are on the movie but he moves deliberately towards me. Again the impulse to scream grips me, but I am silent. How will I explain why this man is following me? What will he tell people who question us? That he watched me give a blowjob to a man that turns out to be my best friend’s Dad. He sits down two seats from me, still not looking at me. I bite my lip, ready to scream despite the consequences.

I am trembling when he says in a soft, quiet voice. “I don’t want to hurt you. I just wanted to give you something.” He smiles meekly and I simply stare at him for a long time until I find the courage to ask, “What?”

He stands again and moves into the seat next to mine. His empty hand slips into his pocket and then emerges holding something. I watch, my pulse racing, as he counts out one, two, three, four, five one hundred-dollar bills. He reaches across the armrest and I don’t pull away as he tucks the bills into my fist. He leans in.

“You are the most exquisite young girl I have ever seen,” he says, his breath warm in my ear, “I must have you.” He sits back and waits. I am trembling. I have no idea how to react. I simply sit there, staring at the cash in my hand. Then his hand moves across the armrest and I feel his fingertips brush against my bare thigh. I don’t move. He presses his palm into my skin and slowly moves his hand up and under my skirt.

“If you say stop, I’ll stop,” he whispers. I don’t say stop though, and there are no panties preventing his long fingers from slipping into my pussy. “Yes,” he sighs, kissing my bare shoulder. I spread my legs slightly and he tickles my pink flesh. I clutch the bills in my hand and melt back into my seat. His fingers feel good and I cover them with sweet juices.

He is not nervous like Kelly’s Dad. He seems perfectly calm and in control, and that makes me feel calm. He takes his time with my pussy, and then lifts his fingers from under my skirt and presses them to my lips, coating them with my juices. He leans in and I give a little gasp as he licks the juices from my lips.

“Here,” he says, and he raises the armrest between us. I watch him unzip his pants and pull his cock into the open air. It is still soft and looks like a fat worm resting on his hip. I bend down and kiss it. It jumps and I suck it gently into my mouth, liking the softness at first, and then loving the feeling of it swelling between my lips. At full height, it is long and slender, like his fingers. He smells of expensive cologne and I breath him in while I pleasure him with my mouth.

“Come,” he says above me, but he’s not talking about his orgasm. He lifts me from his dick and helps me to my feet. He stands me in front of him facing the screen. He pulls my hips to him so that I have to hold the back of the seat in front of me for balance. He lifts my skirt and peppers my ass with kisses, his hands moving up and down my bare legs. Then he pushes his tongue between my tight pussy lips. I chew on my lower lip looking at the backs of heads sitting below us. I am so close to cumming.

“Here” he says, guiding me down into his lap. He spreads my legs and his cock pokes up between them as I settle back against his chest. “Relax,” he breathes in my ear, and I do just the opposite when I realize what he’s about to do. He reaches around and takes my hand. He puts it on his dick and together we guide him to my virgin slit.

I resist. This is not how I imagined loosing my virginity. The resistance fades quickly though as the tip of his cock brushes against my clit. Less than an hour ago, I was sitting in this same seat with Kelly’s Dad, ready to let him take my cherry. Now a complete stranger is prying open my virgin lips with his cock and I don’t care. I want this.

His hand slips away from mine and I use his cock to masturbate myself, rubbing it against my clit and soaking his spongy purple cap in my juices. I am so worked up by the time he pushes into me, that I don’t care about the stabbing pain. I bite down on my lip and push myself down onto his cock until he is buried inside me. He holds me to him, rubbing my clit until the pain fades. Then he pushes my forwards so my hands are on his knees. He lifts my tank top and bra and squeezes my tits while I rock back and forth on his cock.

There is still pain but I am cumming. My body trembles and my cunt clamps down on his cock. He pulls me back to him, groping my tits and pussy, and whispering things in my ear, calling me his Little Girl. I sit forward again, riding his cock to a second orgasm while he squeezes my ass, and then I feel him erupt inside of me and my virginity is gone.

He doesn’t rush me away like Kelly’s Dad did. He holds me and kisses me before helping me get dressed. My blood covers his cock but he’s not bothered buy it. He zips up and we leave together before the movie is over.

I text my Mom and ask her if it’s okay if I eat dinner at my friend Jenni’s house. I’m still grounded, but she must be in a good mood because she agrees. I don’t go to Jenni’s though. The stranger gives me another five hundred dollars and takes me back to his hotel. He is here on business he says, and when he gets his key from the front desk he tells the clerk that I’m his granddaughter. Up in his room we take a bath together, cleaning off the blood that stains my thighs and his dick. Then he gets his camera out and we make a video.

“I like fucking,” I tell him while I ride his cock and watch myself on the video monitor.

“You’re too young to say naughty things like that,” he teases me, “You should be out playing games with your little friends, not fucking old men like me.”

“I like playing games, too,” I giggle as he tickles my sides and I wiggle on his dick, “My friends and I play this one game…” And he picks up the camera and records me while I tell him my story about Truth or Dare.