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Mum’s Generosity – Chapter 2

In Chapter 1 – 14 year old Frank masturbates in his room while thinking about his mum who finger fucked herself in the shower in front of him while he came all over the toilet two weeks previously. Meanwhile…..

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Bus Driver

A little kid walks into a city bus and sits right behind the driver and starts yelling, “If my dad was a bull and my mom a cow I’d be a little bull.”
The driver starts getting mad at the noisy kid, who continues with, “If my dad was an elephant and my mom a girl elephant I would be a little elephant.”
The kid goes on with several animals until the bus driver gets angry and yells at the kid, “What if your dad was gay and your mom was a prostitute?!”
The kid smiles and says, “I would be a bus driver!”

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The Newist Pain Slut Sister

Caroline Blaine was beautiful, haughty and a perfect bitch. Perhaps this was why she was so successful as a lawyer. Caroline had the capability of going ruthlessly for the jugular while smiling sweetly at the judge. She had everything – beauty, career, a refined accent, and a handsome husband.
Life, on a superficial level, was great but in those rare honest moments, Caroline admitted cautiously that, perhaps, there was something missing.
Caroline was a rarity in Hollywood as she was truly a natural blonde. That hair, together with legs to her armpits, large breasts, honey coloured skin and a warm and sensuous smile, made her the stuff men dreamed of and women envied.
Even though Caroline had lived in California for ten years, she scrupulously maintained her English accent; in fact she became more British as the years went on as it gave her a distinct and different image. Caroline hadn’t been back to London for six years and sometimes wondered what her old school friends in Chelsea would think of her now.
It was a different time, a different world , she would tell her self when old memories came back, I was a different person to what I am now.
The firm of lawyers that employed Caroline saw her as the perfect addition to their partner ranks – a beautiful young woman with a stylish English accent who was not ashamed to be a carnivore in the courtroom. Only in Hollywood could a lawyer look like a movie star while the movie stars looked and acted like lawyers.
It also helped Caroline’s image that her husband of almost ten months was also a successful Hollywood agent and as ruthless as he was handsome. Hal had been blessed with perfect teeth, dark brooding eyes and a crooked grin that seduced women and put men off guard before he crucified them with delight. It was said around Hollywood that nobody closed a deal like Hal Blaine, nobody could outwit or out-negotiate Hal Blaine.
Originally from Georgia, he had spent several years in Boston before moving to California and his dress sense was impeccable. He favoured expensive American suits, crisp shirts with glittering cuff-links and, of course, always the perfect tie. In an industry where ‘California Casual’ was the fashion, he stood out as a man of style and a man that women always noticed when he walked into a restaurant.
Caroline sometimes thought the suits were just a little ostentatious and a little shiny for her tastes, not subtle and refined like the English or Europeans but, she told herself, it was America and Hal was certainly one of the best dressed men in her circles.
He also had a voracious but casual appetite for sex. Caroline accepted the sex although she never achieved a real connection to it. Sex was something men needed and she accepted her lot as one who gave when the mood suited her.
On the surface, Hal and Caroline appeared to be remarkably suited to each other.
And they were, but not truly until Kryztal came into the picture.
Bea Rutledge was the most successful Madam in Hollywood and her girls only provided their special and discrete services to stars. Anybody that was making less than three point five million a movie could not get near one of Bea’s girls; Bea’s girls were special, and had specific tastes that would appeal to certain producers, directors and stars. A date with a Bea Girl was not a simple fuck, it was an event worth paying for, and paid they did, and then paid extra to remain anonymous.
Bea was not the stereotypical owner of a high class escort service; if they made a movie about her she would, of course, be played by some blowsy blonde, addicted to cigarettes and cheap cracks – Hollywood producers love stereotypes. Instead, she was short and slight with dark hair cut in a pageboy style, and she dressed severely in men’s clothes and always wore dark glasses.
It was rumoured Bea preferred women and had told Julia, a famous actor, that, ‘Men think with their cocks, thank God! If they didn’t, I’d be broke and I wouldn’t have my lodge in Aspen. Women think with their hearts,’ she had said softly, gently stroking the inside of Julia’s wrist.
It was also rumoured that Bea and Julia spent a week in a famous Hollywood hotel suite where they played many games that involved a dildo imported from Holland they had nicknamed Frederic. Apparently, so the story goes, when the epic week ended, Bea gave Frederic to Julia, who had it mounted on an polished stand and put it in her hall closet next to her Oscar.
Unfortunately, the law enforcement officials didn’t turn a blind eye to Bea’s business activities. She always blamed the ultra conservative right wing of American politics, but not too loudly as a great deal of the conservative senators and congressmen were actually customers.
Apparently, these conservative politicians enjoyed being flogged by a beautiful girl called Tanya dressed as a catholic schoolgirl. Tanya, who was twenty-four but appeared to be sixteen and specialised as Bea’s Schoolgirl , always took to the flogging with relish and left her conservative clients gasping in pain.
Sometimes, when she was watching television with her lover Sonja, she would giggle when she watched her customers secretly wince at press conferences or in interviews.
But, political hypocrisy and desperate image consultants prodded the law into action and, therefore, Bea had to spend a healthy amount each year to retain the services of an accomplished firm of L.A. lawyers.
And that firm was where Caroline worked.
From their first meeting, Bea and Caroline hated each other immediately and intensely. That meant, of course, that they were exceedingly polite to each other and smiled a lot. Men had no idea as to the extent of the mutual hatred between the women and sat in blissful ignorance in a minefield of hate. Women wished they could get out of the room before either Bea or Caroline produced a weapon of mass destruction from their Louis Vuitton handbags and dropped it on the polished conference room table.
‘Prostitution is such a tawdry case,’ Caroline had smiled sweetly at Bea, ‘but I believe the current crack down will disappear soon and your hookers will be safe to walk the streets again.’
Bea inwardly seethed. ‘My girls don’t walk the streets, as well you know. They offer services far more detailed and caring than a quick roll in the hay. I imagine a quick roll in the hay with the lights off is what you occasionally give that new husband of yours, poor dear.’
‘How dare you!’ Caroline flushed deeply. ‘Our sex life is very full, not that it’s any of your business!’
‘But it is my business,’ Bea smiled thinly, gathering her handbag, ‘Hal has a standing appointment with my girls every week.’
Caroline blinked and gaped as Bea opened the door. ‘He comes for what he can’t get at home,’ was her parting shot. ‘Call me if you want to know what he likes. It would appear that I know, but you don’t!’
That night, Caroline almost attacked Hal and was very aggressive in their lovemaking. Why, she even forced herself to suck his cock for a few minutes before sitting astride him and ramming him into herself. All the time she was mechanically fucking her husband with an obsessed vigour and energy, Bea’s taunting words haunted her.
She couldn’t sleep and stared at Hal’s sleeping face. Bea was lying, Caroline told herself, she had to be! Why would Hal go to her girls? I let him fuck me regularly, don’t I? He loves me, doesn’t he?
It became an obsession and, at last on Monday, she shamefully called Bea. ‘Want to know what Hal likes?’ Bea had mockingly asked in a voice laced with silken triumph.
‘Yes,’ Caroline had admitted, face red and feeling like crying. ‘Yes, I do.’
Bea gave her an address. ‘Be there at two-thirty on Wednesday. You’ll get to see what floats Hal’s boat.’ Bea was laughing as she disconnected the call.
Caroline showed up at the appointed time dressed in a simple business suit and waited. Bea entered, as usual wearing dark glasses and they air-kissed with restrained hatred. ‘This is Caroline,’ she said to the two women standing beside her in black Armani pants suits. ‘She wants to see Hal in action.’ The women nodded and Bea slid some papers across her desk. ‘Sign this, it’s just a standard disclaimer for entering these premises.’
Caroline glanced at the papers but she was so upset at what was happening, so obsessed by it all, that she committed the number one sin of lawyers – she didn’t read the documents before signing them.
Bea smiled. ‘Go with the girls and you will see what Hal likes.’
The women led Caroline to a room with a large four-poster bed. ‘I am Breanne,’ one said, ‘this is Zoe, take your clothes off.’
‘What? Are you kidding…’
‘Take them off or we will take them from you,’ Breanne said calmly.
‘We’d much prefer if you struggled,’ Zoe said with a cruel smile and Caroline suddenly felt frightened. ‘We always enjoy a good struggle.’
‘I don’t…’
Breanne stepped forward and slapped Caroline hard across the face, so hard the force of it sent her reeling across the bed. ‘Get naked, slut, or there will be more!’
‘But…’
Zoe gripped a handful of Caroline’s hair and tugged it viscously before slapping her again. ‘This isn’t a courtroom, sister. We don’t do debates!’
Tears rolling down her wounded face, Caroline kicked off her shoes while she unbuttoned her coat. The two women stood with arms folded, smiling until Caroline was down to her coffee coloured lace bra and panties.
‘Please…’ she began but Breanne wouldn’t let her continue.
‘Naked, or I’ll let Zoe take them off you!’
Sobbing incoherently, hoping the nightmare would be over once they stole her clothes, Caroline unsnapped her bra, and shimmied out of her panties.
Zoe calmly gathered the clothes and Caroline stood with one arm across her breasts, the other covering her crotch. ‘I’ve seen it all before,’ Breanne said wearily, ‘you’ve got nothing new and nothing special, baby.’ Disdainfully, she offered a small drawstring bag. ‘Jewellery – rings, watch, earrings, bracelets, put them all in here.’
Woodenly, Caroline complied, dropping her various pieces of jewellery into the bag. ‘Hair clip,’ Breanne prompted and Caroline removed it, her hair falling forward.
Zoe returned without the clothes and then both of them advanced on Caroline. ‘What do you want…’
Breanne slapped her again and Caroline fell on the bed. Suddenly, leather cuffs were wrapped around her wrists and then attached to ankle cuffs so she was locked in an uncomfortable position, wrists to ankles, knees bent and exposed, so exposed.
The door opened and Bea entered, smoking a pink cigarette in an ebony holder, smiling. ‘Now, that’s much better. That has to go,’ she said, gesturing at Caroline’s pubic hair, ‘he may recognise it.’
‘Please…’ Caroline whimpered, trying to move, but whatever position she tried, her pussy was openly exposed, her large breasts rolling over her rib cage, nipples stirring.
Breanne ignored her and the other woman held Caroline’s legs apart as Breanne switched on the clippers she had suddenly produced. ‘No…!’ Caroline’s head moved from side to side in her humiliation as the clippers ran roughly over her sensitive groin. Zoe winked at her, sprayed her crotch with shaving lather and proceeded to shave. ‘Don’t move,’ she warned and Caroline tried to bury her head in the bedclothes to hide from her own shame and Bea’s mocking eyes. It was done, so smooth, and Zoe calmly removed the shaving cream with a fluffy blue towel.
Caroline had always privately referred to her vagina as her ‘bits’ and now her bits were so clearly visible. It was impossible for Caroline not to see her bald crotch; she stared down at it, her large intimate lips gleaming pinkly against the smooth skin.
Breanne beckoned to Bea and pointed at Caroline’s crotch. ‘Look,’ she said and Caroline turned her head away in shame as Bea leaned forward to look at her newly shaven groin.
‘It’s a birthmark,’ Bea announced and Caroline knew Bea had identified the small almond shaped birthmark on her inner left thigh, situated where her leg met her groin. ‘He might recognise it, so cover it.’
Zoe applied a thick coating of a flesh covered plastic skin over the birthmark and Bea smiled down at the red faced Caroline as they waited for it to dry.
Breanne and Zoe approached Caroline, both carrying bottles of scented oil.
Despite Caroline’s protests and her horror at having two women intimately touch her, the women oiled every part of Caroline’s body so she gleamed in the light and smelled of a musky exotic perfume. The oil, in Caroline’s horrified eyes, made her large breasts look lewd and her now-bald bits, obscene.
‘Why are you doing this?’ Caroline cried but the three women ignored her.
‘The hair,’ Bea instructed, exhaling smoke and Breanne snapped a rubber cap over Caroline’s hair, holding it close to her skull while she fitted a bright red wig on Caroline’s head.
‘A redhead,’ Bea said maliciously, ‘Hal loves to fuck redheads!’
‘I’ll sue you,’ Caroline bawled. ‘I’ll see you in prison, you…’
‘I doubt it,’ Bea said evenly, ‘you signed a release, baby.’
A leather hood was snapped on which covered her upper face to her nose, leaving her mouth and chin free, then closed around her throat. The ponytail of fake red hair emerged from a hole in the rear of the hood and Breanne locked it on with a gold lock.
They pried her mouth open and inserted a ring gag so her mouth was forced to form an ‘O’ and she couldn’t make intelligible sounds. She drooled, her eyes rolling in the eye slits of the hood as they also locked it shut.
Breanne used the same blue towel to clean the make up from Caroline’s lower face and then applied thick lipstick in a shade of orange Caroline would not be normally caught dead in.
‘Roll her over,’ Bea said, stubbing her cigarette out in a large glass ashtray.
Caroline tried to resist but found herself face down, her head turned to the side and her fleshy bottom pointing to the roof, knees bent and her entire crotch obscenely displayed.
Suddenly, she felt hands around her waist and she was lifted up while an enormous round cylinder of a cushion was slid under her breasts. When she slumped down on it, she was bent with knees on the bed; her upper body hanging over the cushion so her breasts wobbled free and her head hung uselessly. All the time, Caroline knew her legs were forced apart and she was helplessly displayed.
‘Tattoo,’ Bea snapped and Caroline tried to protest but her mouth could not form words, spittle rolling from her gaping mouth. ‘Don’t worry,’ Bea laughed, ‘it’s not permanent.’ A transfer was applied to Caroline’s bottom on her left cheek and, in black, it said simply ‘Pain Slut’ .
‘Turn the lights down low,’ Bea instructed the others, ‘our friend here is probably only used to being fucked in the dark.’ Bea knelt down so her face was close to Caroline’s. ‘The tattoo says Pain Slut,’ she said softly, ‘and that’s what you’re going to be because it’s what Hal likes. I don’t think he’ll recognise you with the hair, bald cunt and the tattoo but, then,’ she laughed, ‘he just might… you might have a highly individual cunt that he’ll recognise it immediately.’ She patted Caroline’s arm. ‘I doubt it though. Men are so unobservant and a cunt is a cunt when their dicks are hard.’
The women left Caroline alone in that ignominious position, face down, wrists and ankles connected so her knees were bent and her wobbling bottom and bits would be the first thing that anybody entering the room would see. Then, they would see her breasts hanging like udders over the cushion. Stupidly, the vain part of her wondered why they didn’t leave her in a more flattering position.
She remained like that for ten minutes and then the door opened again. From the corner of her eyes, she saw Bea standing in the door way, her arm linked with Hal’s as both looked in. ‘This is Kryztal,’ Bea said. ‘She’s new and she likes what you like. From opposite ends, of course,’ she laughed.
‘She looks great,’ Caroline heard her husband’s voice. ‘You’ve got her all ready for me?’
‘She’s a submissive pain slut and we treat her that way. Of course, she loves it.’
‘Okay, thanks Bea,’ and, to her horror, Caroline saw her husband kiss her enemy’s cheek.
‘Oh, don’t worry about condoms,’ Bea said with a laugh, swinging the door shut behind her.
‘You sure?’
‘She loves bareback and she’s clean.’ The door shut and Caroline was alone with her husband.
‘Well, hello Kryztal,’ Hal said, his fingers lightly tapping Caroline’s oiled and gleaming bottom. Caroline gurgled in the gag and then cried out as Hal slapped her bottom hard. Then he slapped it again and again until it was covered with red marks and it was stinging. Caroline felt humiliated and used but, strangely, she also felt aroused.
There’s nothing I can do , she told herself, I’m helpless, go with the flow; Hal comes quickly so it will be over soon .
She heard him undressing and then rummaging in the chest of drawers. ‘Bea always leaves me some toys,’ he suddenly said, and Caroline tried to turn her head to see what he was doing.
His hand slapped her bottom again and she gurgled into the gag, then suddenly screamed as she felt him clamp something sharp over her nipples. ‘I think nipple clamps are great, don’t you, Kryztal?’ Hal laughed as she wriggled and moved but it just made her breasts move all the more.
‘I’m going to have fun,’ he said, suddenly close to her ear, fingers roughly kneading her breasts, ‘and I don’t give a fuck if you do. It’s my dime and I’m having fun.
Caroline yelped into the gag as two fingers pushed into her pussy, moving deep and searching. ‘You are a pain slut,’ he murmured, ‘you’re so wet.’
I’m wet , Caroline asked herself, I’m enjoying this?
Whistling, he removed something from the drawers and Caroline felt him buckle a wide strap around her waist, sliding it between her skin and the cushion, pulling it cruelly tight. A vibrator slipped into her pussy, moved in and out in a slow maddening rhythm and then was suddenly removed while fingers pushed something wet and cold on her bottom. No, she silently screamed, not that, please not that, not my bottom!
The vibrator began its relentless journey into her anus while Caroline gurgled and spluttered into her gag, drool escaping from her desperate lips. Suddenly, she felt a second vibrator slipping easily into her pussy and she was so full, so violated. The vibrators hummed into life and Hal connected another strap to the belt around her waist, jerked it between her legs and fastened it back to the belt, keeping the two pulsing vibrators securely in place.
Hal moved to the front, shoved his cock deep into her mouth that was held open by the gag and began to fuck her face. ‘Make me happy, baby,’ he said warningly, ‘or you’ll regret it. Come on, lick and suck.’
Tears were forming in her eyes. Her bits and bottom throbbed to the vibrators, her nipples painfully aware of the clamps, and Caroline desperately began to suck and lick her husband’s cock with a vigour she had never before shown.
‘Pathetic,’ he said succinctly, removing his cock and jerking the clamps from her nipples in one swift movement.
The pain was enormous, worse than when he applied the clamps, and Caroline shrieked into the gag, her body rigid with the pain, her head turning from side to side while she tried to ignore the waves of agony.
Blinking the tears from her eyes, she saw his cock was in front of her face. ‘Try again, bitch,’ he said softly.
Caroline lunged for that cock, bringing her head over to it as quickly as she could before he did anything else to her. Hal slipped the cock into her mouth and smiled as she slavishly licked and sucked, trying to make him come so he would stop, leave her alone, anything!
‘You are the worst cock sucker I have ever met,’ he said, removing his cock and walked to the drawers, ignoring Caroline’s gurgling pleas.
He returned with a strange device, a stubby handle that had many straps of leather attached to it and she stared at it, eyes wide, as he laughed quietly.
For the next twenty minutes he relentlessly used the flogger over her ass and back while the vibrators churned within her. Her muffled screams of pain became pleas of desire as her skin glowed red.
On and on, he flogged – her bottom, her thighs, her back, nowhere was safe, and Caroline felt as if she was just one moaning animal of lust, trying to move her clit against the leather of the belt that was tightly fastened over her crotch. For the first time, Caroline’s entire body was alive with lust and connected to sex. The lid to Pandora’s box was ajar.
Hal dropped the flogger on the bed and surveyed his handiwork. The slut’s skin was red hot and he unfastened the leather straps and laughed as the vibrator in her pussy immediately slipped out, lying glistening on the bed. With another laugh, he jerked the vibrator out of her bottom and Caroline moaned into the gag, the bedclothes wet from her saliva.
Without any thought or concern for her, he fucked her and fucked her hard. Touch my clit , Caroline silently pleaded, please , but Hal ignored her clit and focused on her cunt, ramming that large cock of his in and out.
Almost casually, he pulled out, leaving her vacant and empty, wanting more and, walking around, pushed his cock into her mouth. ‘Last chance,’ he whispered and she desperately sucked, tasting herself on his cock.
With a grunt, Hal came and his cum flooded her mouth while he forced her to continue, forced her to swallow until he finally pulled out, leaving her still face hanging down, his semen trickling through the hole in the gag, dripping on her dangling breasts
In a daze, desperately wanting to cum herself and still tasting his cum, she heard Hal dress and then saw dollar bills flutter onto the bed next to her head. ‘There you go, pain slut ,’ he laughed.
Hal turned to go but then returned as if he had thought of something and Caroline felt his fingers on her bits, feeling something hard being forced inside her. It was bigger than the vibrator and filled her, making her want so much more.
He was chuckling as he left and Caroline felt something light caress her thighs and ass. He’s inserted the handle of that whip thingy in me, she realised with horror and shame, he’s left it there for them to see.
At that point, Caroline really wanted to die. It was an intense contradiction that she also wanted desperately to cum, that she was vibrantly and sexually alive.
A short time later, Breanne, accompanied by Zoe, entered and calmly unstrapped the gag from around Caroline’s head. Gratefully, Caroline began to flex her jaws as the hood was unlocked and removed, as was the wig and skullcap.
Breanne put the items on the chest of drawers while the other woman released Caroline’s ankles and wrist. ‘I’ll let you get that out,’ she said with a smile, pointing at the flogger that poked from Caroline.
Face bright red, Caroline gently pulled it from her glistening wet bits and dropped it with disgust on the bed.
Groaning and wincing with pain, Caroline shakily got to her feet as Breanne put her clothes on the bed. ‘There’s a bathroom there,’ she said, pointing at a small door Caroline had not noticed before. ‘Be quick, we have to get the room ready for the next client.’
Caroline tottered into the bathroom. Her entire body was aching; her back, her bits and bottom and especially her nipples, which felt as if they were on fire. Her face felt as if the gag had mashed it and her bottom cheeks were burning.
‘Oh, no,’ she murmured when she saw the red marks over her back and bottom, ‘how will I ever explain these?’
Bea, flanked by the other two women, was waiting for her when she reluctantly emerged from the bathroom, hair wet from the shower and walking gingerly.
Unable to look Bea in the eye, Caroline looked around for her handbag, saw it, and picked it up. ‘I put his tip in your bag,’ Bea smiled coldly, ‘hookers always want their money.’
‘You bitch,’ Caroline said quietly, eyes lowered, just wanting to get out of the room.
‘I wonder what Hal would think if he knew he had shoved the handle of a flogger into his wife’s cunt after flogging her? Oh, don’t worry,’ Bea sneered when she saw Caroline’s face go white at the thought, ‘it will be our little secret. I imagine it would be difficult for you both to go on with your marriage when all your dirty secrets were out. How would you smile sweetly at each other over the breakfast table if you both knew? Pass the orange juice dear, and why did you push that flogger handle in my cunt last night?’ Bea found that hilarious and laughed loudly.
‘Fuck you,’ Caroline said, pushing past.
‘I think you were the one who got fucked,’ Bea laughed, ‘and I think you liked it.’ The other women grinned when they saw Caroline’s face flush. ‘Give me a call if you want to come back, Kryztal,’ Bea mocked, ‘we’ve always got a slot on our roster for a pain slut!’ Caroline slammed the door behind her.
Resisting the urge to rub her smarting bottom through her skirt, she walked gingerly to the street, searching for a cab and wondering how she was going to hide the marks from Hal. She had no idea what would happen if Hal realised that Caroline knew of his activities and had even witnessed them first hand – really first hand.
It was a hateful experience she had endured but despite all her faults, Caroline actually loved Hal and believed, no, hoped, he still loved her.
I never knew he was such a dominating man , she thought, searching the street for a cab, so rough and powerful. It’s a pity , the thought slipped into her mind, that he didn’t let me cum .
‘Taxi!’

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Escape For Passion 2

Escape for Passion
BY LouisHoney
This is a book of fiction.
It is adult in subject matter.
If you are not at least 18 years old,
DO NOT READ IT!
Part II
Chapter 2A- Judy gets some exercise.
Sid stirred atop her luscious titties and buried his head in the billowing forms of girl flesh as he slept on in Judy’s arms. She gently pushed him off of her body and responded to the urgings of her full and complaining bladder by silently walking across the deep, pile carpeting to the large, richly appointed bathroom just off the mirrored, master bedroom.
As she sat on the commode and relieved herself, thoughts of the past few months flashed before her again. She remembered just how really dumb and unsophisticated she had been when she got off that bus and Renny found her. Then, as he’d talked her into bed first and outright prostitution next, she’d not thought to question the small amounts she’d earned from all those tricks. Renny and Dora had cheated her and Sid had explained it to her months later.
“Honey,” he’d said “your sweet, young, petite body would be a prize in any whorehouse. It would normally attract top dollar and it probably did for Renny and Dora. They just never let you find out how much.”
Judy was worried about Renny or Dora finding her and what they’d do if they did. She had vivid memories of some of the threats he’d made against her if she ever left him. These had been reinforced dramatically by extremely abusive and painful sessions many times over. She did not want anything more to do with the volatile and vicious Renny. She often voiced her fears to Sid that they would be found even up here in the mountains.
“Well that would be difficult since they didn’t know my real name or where I live or work. I met them through a casual acquaintance of mine who doesn’t know those things either. Besides, living way up here in the hills, away from everyone else and having you all to myself has isolated me from those same casual friends. I guess they think I just dropped off the face of the earth. I keep in touch with a few that I can trust, but I didn’t buy this place until after we got together. To my knowledge, no one that knows me knows them”, she remembered him saying.
Judy wiped her tush and went over to the bidet to wash it and her hands. “I must be fresh for Sid in case he wants to eat me later.” she thought to herself. The warm water rushing up into her cunt gave her a rush and she felt herself getting excited again. Shaking it off, she finished drying with the towel next to the drawer under the counter, she turned her thoughts to what lay in that drawer and, on impulse, she opened it. She brought out a small box that had the words “Ben Wah Balls” written in bold lettering on the top. When she opened the box, a nylon cord dropped over her wrist and she saw that it ran right through the middle of two large round plastic balls.
These balls were about one and a quarter inches in diameter and as smooth as a baby’s bottom. The steel bearings inside
of them rolled around and made the plastic outer coverings wiggle like Mexican jumping beans. She held them under the hot water faucet for a few minutes to warm them up and bent down to her cunt and spread her legs so she could cram them both into her vaginal canal as far up as they would go.
She relished the feel of the still cool, but not cold balls as she stuffed them up higher and higher into her birth canal. Her inner walls were beginning to drip moisture and she could feel a glow of horniness start at her cunt and radiate outward to every extremity of her body.
After the second ball was pushed as high as it would go, she ran the tip of her index finger gingerly around the clitoral node at the front of her cunt and thrilled as her excitement mounted. With steel in her resolve, she withdrew her hand reminding herself how much better the climax would be after some time of anticipation.
Now, only the strong nylon cord attached to both of them was hanging out. She wadded that up and put it neatly inside her outer cunt lips so it wouldn’t get in the way or look unsightly to Sid.
As she straightened up, she could already feel them working her arousal up and she knew that if she didn’t take her mind
off of the sexy balls clattering around in her cunt soon, she
would be tempted to bring herself off with her hands. She didn’t mind doing it that way, but experience had taught her
that the ache of horniness over a long period of time would accumulate in her and make her cum so much better when she and Sid got around to fucking again.
She quietly slipped out of the bathroom, through the bedroom and down the hall so Sid could sleep while she did her morning exercises. Sid had his routine that kept him in shape and he had taught her one of her own. But first, the pool looked inviting through the wide, French doors out back so she went outside to warm up in the summer sun. She was still naked as she walked like a silent ghost through the dawning light and down the hall to the den and out back to the swimming pool.
She spent most of the summer morning lounging in the rising sun by the pool and thinking about having sex because any movement she made caused the Ben Wah’s to twitch and gently remind her of their presence, making her hotter and hotter. The guey slickness of arousal was sliding out of her cuntal opening and down the crack in her ass to drench her asshole and the chaise lounge upon which she was laying.
A couple of hours later, as the sun, her fevered thoughts and the sensations in her cunt that had her gently hunching her lower abdomen back and forth in the flexible chair all came together to raise her body temperature to a fine sweat. She jumped up, determined to make this feeling last without climaxing and dove into the water to cool off and began her laps.
As she swam, those devilish Ben Wah’s kept up a constant vibration in her pussy that almost drove her wild with lust and made it even harder for her to breathe than the laps she was swimming.
After several laps, she was breathing hard and ready for more
strenuous exertion. Feeling alive and 100% in touch with her every sense, she got out of the pool, dried off and went back into the den and into the extra bedroom at the end of the hall. This room had been equipped with exercise equipment of many kinds.
Sid was determined that they would stay in good physical shape and Judy had become accustomed to doing her body a favor by working out regularly. She also didn’t mind the constant stimulation of the Ben Wah Balls, today, up inside her pussy, which reminded her that she was a woman in need.
As she began the first repetition of slow sit-ups she remembered what Sid had said about the house. “No one can see us up here. We can run naked through the house and out the back door to the pool and into the back yard if we want and no one will see us,” explained Sid as he tried to reassure her that she had nothing to fear from Renny and Dora. “Renny and Dora will never find us up here even if they are still looking for you, which I doubt.”
Sid was right, the house was ultra modern and built up on a mountain top that overlooked farmland and many acres of forested hillsides and other mountains. The winters up here were beautiful and the summers were gorgeous. There were few cars that traveled the main road and no visitors up the winding, long drive that led to the main house. The four bedroom ranch style house had a large 25 meter swimming pool, heated so they could use it almost year round, an outdoor hot tub and an eight foot high concrete block and brick fence that hid the patio and both the pool and hot tub from any prying eyes in the lower forest.
Judy had done all of the housekeeping and cooking and seemed content. Only occasionally did her need for pain surface for Sid to mete out punishment to her and help her achieve that highest of orgasms.
Both of them became accustomed to fucking and sucking at the drop of a hat and clothes just got in the way, so they mostly went naked through the house and pool areas. There was no real pattern to their fucking activities. Sid said he didn’t want either of them to become bored or stuck in a rut when it came to their lovemaking.
He was constantly surprising her with inventive ways to catch her at awkward times or in different positions when he fucked her. The variety was wonderful and had kept her off balance and loving every minute of it. Some of those methods would have been considered obscene or cruel by an outsider, but Judy loved them all, even the ones that hurt.
As she finished with her sit-ups and moved to the universal set, her glance ran over the large cardboard box in the corner of the gym. Sid had said it was just a bunch of junk he had thought he would do something useful with some day. On closer inspection, it had looked to be scrap wood and leather and nails and bolts all in a confusing mass that looked just like what Sid said, “junk.”
Judy was feeling hornier with every exercise she performed and was looking forward to going back to bed and waking Sid, after a quick shower. But just as she was finishing, Sid appeared from the pool, dripping water and announcing that he felt great and was ready for his exercises.
“Boy, it’s good to be alive and kicking and hungry on a fine summer morning with you! I could eat the north end off of a southbound goat honey, and when I’m finished here, I’ll need to take in about a thousand calories. How about you? Are you ready for breakfast?” he enthused.
“You mean brunch, don’t you?” she said with arched eyebrow. “You’ve slept most of the morning away!” she exclaimed.
Then, in response to a mock stern look from Sid she said, ”OK. OK! I’ll have the mighty king’s brunch ready when he finishes, but right now, your horny little girl has got herself a problem.” With that she bent her knees out to the sides. This action caused the outer lips of her cunt to open up and the nylon Ben Wah cord fell down almost to her knees.
“See what I mean?” asked the pouting young teenager as both she and Sid stared down at her dripping pussy. Then she grabbed him by the shoulders and backed him up to the workout bench behind him and started to tongue kiss and rub her sweaty body up against his cool, chlorine scented physique. As she kissed him, she reached down and grabbed his erecting prick and began squeezing it rhythmically with her hand.
Sid knew he must pay a toll before he could get his workout done, so he leaned back onto the short bench lengthwise and left his feet on the floor. Judy followed him down to the firm padding of the bench without breaking the kiss. His right hand slid down her quivering stomach to the soft pubic patch of his. He hesitated there to stroke and tease her before he ran his finger along her cuntal crease to the rising clit and on into her boiling snatch.
She was hot, wet and very horny and he could tell it by the slippery slop on his fingers as it began to run down into the palm of his hand and down to his wrist. He began to
diddle her clit back and forth with the first two fingers of his hand and she increased the activity of her tongue in his mouth and began raising her right leg to straddle his now erect prick. As she got her leg up to it’s highest point, Sid grabbed the cord and plopped the two Ben Wah’s out of her horny pussy and let them fall to the floor. She grunted as each ball was removed quickly from her gushing snatch. She never let go of his prick or came up for air from the exciting tongue kiss.
As she got her knee over his body and stood over his torso with his prick in her hand, she began moving up over his face and began dragging her nipples up to his chin. He licked and sucked and finally captured one of her unusually elongated nips in his mouth. He began immediately to swirl and drag his twitching lips and tongue over and around her breast and aureole. He was driving her crazy and Judy feared she would come right then without ever getting his prick into her hungry snatch.
She positioned the thick, hard dick head at the entrance of her vagina and let herself drop down over it. As she sank down on his pole soooooo slooooowwwwllllyyyy, he groaned and tried to buck up into her. She rode up with him and would not let him quickly put it to her. She wanted to make this hungry ache in her pussy last as long as she possibly could without becoming frustrated and missing the ultimate act of climaxing.
She had now become a sophisticated fucker that enjoyed her slow fucks and their anticipating aches and urges. She also enjoyed the fast comes that surprised her at times. She could feel the wiry hair of his pubes mixing with hers as she finally sat down with her full weight on top of his tall pole. She sighed with contentment and just rested at the bottom of her long slow decent. She had savored every inch of that slide to ecstasy.
She rose swiftly to the top of the prick pole and once again began her teasing slide to perfection, but Sid had other ideas and she was too far gone to match his upward thrusts this time. He arched his back and pushed his groin upwards with such swiftness and force that Judy’s feet left the ground and her cunt flew quickly down onto his prick and rebounded off of his pubic bone and lower abdomen to ricochet back up and almost off of his prick.
Just as she thought she would fly off of him and off into space, he grabbed her by the back of her thighs and forced her legs up, off the floor. He lunged upward again pushed her up and off his prick almost to the end of his turgid manhood and snapped his prick back into place deep into her cunt as her entire weight came crashing down to crush her clitty against his hard pubic bone. Up she flew again, and again he caught her at the top of her bounce and met her vigorously just as she was coming down.
The force of the entry was a wild strain on her tender pussy lips and walls, but it only seemed to add to the excitement and mingled the pain of the re-entry with the pleasure she sought to release her from the frustrations of the past two hours with the Ben Wah balls. Judy felt safe and secure in the knowledge that Sid was excited and had taken charge of the fucking. She was most content to let him take his lead.
Again Sid bucked her up toward the ceiling with her legs pushed up by his hands and sprawled out to the sides and the full weight of his prick pushing up into her horny snatch. As she reached the top of her upward trajectory, Sid once again pushed himself off the bench to thrust with all his might up into her waiting hole with a sound of thunder and a moan of pain/pleasure from her. The sensation in her cunt of going to full and then empty and them crushingly full again was driving her wild. She began to moan as all of her inhibitions left her and she became a simple fucking body bent on its own pleasures.
They crashed back onto the bench again and Sid lunged upward again, bucking her up and down for a full three or four minutes. Judy could feel her climax approaching and since she had waited so long for it, she knew it was going to be a big one. She was delighted and amazed at both his skill as a lover and his stamina. Not many 33 year old men could keep this kind of exercise up for this long.
Just when her bruised pubic bone was beginning to really begin to hurt, Sid hunched his hips upward and on the next bounce, he caught her square in the clit with his pubic bone. Her body zoomed through its climax and the throbbing in her pussy changed to a tight fisted clenching as spasm after spasm hit her entire lower abdomen and groin area. It was all she could do to stay on top of him as he drew back and slammed into her again. Another gripping orgasm tore loose from her pussy and seemed to run up and down her loosely flopping legs as she came one last time.
The lights winked and the room spun and she felt Sid reach his climax and his prick started to twitch and pulse way up inside her as he came too. She had clung to his neck like a monkey clings to its mother during all of this, and as Sid subsided into an exhausted heap, she kissed his neck and ear in gratitude for the wonderful climax. She knew that once again she had satisfied her Master’s wishes and provided pleasure to him in the act of sex. She felt grateful that he had made sure she came also.
“That was just about perfect, Master.” She breathed directly onto his ear and onto the sexy nerve that she knew he had inside his ear. “Thank you for one of the best cums of my life.”
“Oh, that was nothing.” He said between deep breaths. “Just wait until I get started really good!” he kidded her as it was obvious to them both that he was totally winded and tired out, for the moment.
“Well, I’d like to stay for another round, but I’m getting hungry and I don’t want your strength to leave you, so I’ll just slip into the kitchen and make us that meal you ordered.” she whispered as she lifted herself off his prostrate body.
Sid was still heaving hard for breath and was really glad to be rid of Judy’s weight so he could get air more easily into his lungs, but he couldn’t resist coming back with some banter of his own. “OK, if eating is more important than sex with me, then just go on with you.”
Judy paused as she was, still astride of him and said, “Well, since you put it that way…,” and began sinking back down onto him again. However his prick had shrunk and it flopped loose from her pussy. “Never mind, I’m really hungry too, so please go fix brunch and let me die in peace!” Sid said as he pushed her back up and off of him and then rolled off onto the floor and played dead.
“OK, If you’re going to poop out on me, I’ll go then.” She said as she grabbed the Ben Wah’s off the floor, staggered toward the door and leaned against its frame looking back at him with a pouting mouth and cast an exaggerated and alluring look back at him. It caused them both to laugh and she went on down to the kitchen still naked as the day she was born.
“OK, but you’ll sing a different tune when I decide to take you with me to check the mail.” Sid hollered as she walked away.
Chapter 2B
As Judy prepared the meal, she remembered back to a day about six months ago when Sid had brought home a golf cart and proclaimed it to be their yard cart, since their yard was so big. The front drive to the house from the main road was a twisted and winding track of gravel and concrete pothole patches. Just getting the mail took almost a half an hour down and back that tortuous track. Sid has said it discouraged visitors and Judy accepted that as a necessary evil to protect their privacy.
About two weeks after he brought the golf cart home, Sid announced he was going to check the mail and told Judy she was coming along. This surprised Judy as she’d never ridden with him before, but her Master had decreed it so she went with him. Both of them got into the cart naked and Sid threw a couple of pool towels in the basket behind the seat. They both wanted to stay naked and would cover up only while at the mailbox beside the road in case someone drove by while they retrieved the mail.
Sid said he had something special for Judy and he showed it off when she sat on the seat. He moved a lever and a part of Judy’s seat fell inward. She felt like she was sitting on a large, padded toilet seat. Her cunt and ass were both over the hole. Then Sid pushed down on another lever and two dildos started up inside of Judy. Both were lubricated with petroleum jelly and slid into her cunt and ass with no difficulty once she got them lined up correctly. Judy started to get up, but Sid put a safety strap across her lap and told her to leave it on.
Then Sid started slowly down the drive. At first, Judy didn’t notice it, but after Sid picked up speed, every bump he hit was translated, somehow, to the twin dildos lodged up inside her. This constant motion became a vibration as Sid drove faster and took the wheels of the golf cart down into the gutter beside the road where the bumpiest gravel lay. Judy could not believe the thrill of feeling first the front dildo move up or down and then the ass dildo move up and down independently. It was as if they were attached to different wheels. (They were!)
She silently thanked her good luck and Sid for the petroleum jelly as the movements were sometimes quite violent. As Sid hit a particularly large rock on the right wheel, she noticed that the cunt dildo jumped violently in her, but did not threaten to harm her, as if some safety mechanism were in place. Another bad bump by the left wheels had the ass dildo jumping and Judy was astounded at how good it felt even though the movements were powerful and jerky. Her surprise suddenly turned to orgasm and Judy screamed out her joy all the way down the mountain as Sid drove more and more in the gutters and ruts of the worn gravel driveway. By the time they reached the bottom, she was cuming repeatedly.
Nearing the bottom, Sid grabbed the towels and wrapped one around his waist and draped one over Judy’s torso. Then he drove right up to the mailbox and picked up his mail. Going back up the mountainous driveway was not as much fun because it was slower and the novelty had worn off to some extent. Nevertheless, Judy came twice more before they reached the house again. Every day now, they take the golf cart down to check the mail, even if the post office is closed!
Sid had also taken her on a round of golf with him and introduced her as his assistant. She endured almost five hours of riding across fairways and gravel cart paths and had cum most exquisitely many times before Sid’s game was over. For the occasion, Sid had bought her a small tennis outfit with a short skirt and panties underneath with two holes in the crotch surrounded by elastic. She had to screw around a bit to get the dildos up inside her and she had to lubricate her ass and cunt at home before she put the panties and short skirt on, but she managed to do it all in front of all the guys and gals at the local country club without anyone knowing what she had up her cunt and ass.
When Sid took the cart off the path and swing down a dry creek bed, ostensibly looking for his ball, she came heavily in her cunt as he took the cart’s right wheels over several stones big enough to create some fast friction in her cunt. Sid then turned the cart around and headed back into the same dry creek bed with the left wheels going over rough stones. Once again, Judy came with abandon, in her ass. Judy was feeling like an adored whore as Sid turned and twisted the cart down the cart path with one wheel in the graveled gutter giving her a thrill that she knew he wanted her to enjoy. It made her feel more secure to know that he had intended for her to get off on this device.
Then Sid drove over to a stand of trees at the edge of the fairway, grabbed Judy by the arm, jerking her up off the dildos and took her behind a bush. He then bent her over so that she was touching the ground with her hands and her knees were straight, in front of him. Judy heard the zipper on his pants release his big dick and immediately felt his presence pushing up into her distended asshole.
A few strokes later, Judy muffled a scream as she orgasmed and Sid went off in a flurry of motion. Sid turned her around without standing up so that she could clean off his now flaccid prick with her mouth. He stuffed it back in his pants and zipped up. Then she stood up and they went back to the cart.
As Judy settled over the protrusions sticking lewdly from the passenger seat, Sid reached around and fastened her seat belt again and drove off at a fast clip. Up around the green, Sid apologized to the other players in their foursome by saying, “Sorry to hold you up, we lost my balls.” He said.
“Yeah”, said one of the other golfers, “Well chasing balls into the woods is a part of the game isn’t it?”
“It sure is when you play as badly as I do.” said a gleeful Sid. “Who’s turn is it to tee off?”
The rest of the afternoon, Sid played the worst golf he had ever played. He shanked or sliced the ball into the woods constantly and drove that cart where no carts were meant to go. Judy got very tired as orgasm after orgasm sapped her strength, but since this was what Sid wanted, since she was doing the thing that turned him on, she felt great about it.
She was fucked out by the time they got home, but Sid had other ideas. He tied her upside down from the hooks in the playroom ceiling. He spread her legs apart as far as the ropes would reach. Then he handcuffed her hands behind her and added a spreader bar between her knees. He then adjusted the ropes so that she was suspended with her cunt and pussy mound just below mouth level to Sid. After tying her off, Sid left the room and she could hear him moving around in the bathroom next door.
When he came back, he spread a towel underneath her head and splashed a little warm water on her cunt. He then took out a shaving mug and put some cream and water in it and began string it up to make lather. She felt the slippery soap swirling around her hairy cunt hole and clitty, making her hotter and hotter. The prickly bristles of the brush around the inner lips of her cunt, clit and asshole warmed her up so that the buttery cunt juice of her pussy overflowed her upside down cunt and began running down her body to her tits and neck taking soap suds with it. In this manner, she was able to smell her own excitement mixed with the shaving soap and it aroused her even more.
He spread the lather on her cunt lips and pussy mound thickly. Then he paid particular attention to making sure that her clitty was well soaped and even lingered over her ass hole, pushing the bristles of the brush partly into her asshole. The stiff bristles of the brush were like a trigger to orgasm for her and she came twitching and bucking again as this was done.
Sid bent down and showed her a safety razor and told her to be still. He carefully shaved her from her naval all the way around to the top of the crack in her ass. After all of the soapy residue was washed clean, he stood back and admired his handiwork.
“Now, my little sex slave,” he said using the deeper more stern voice of his that Judy had come to recognize and love as his command voice, “I think I like that look so well that I shall require you to keep it shaved and ready for my use at any time of day or night.”
Judy replied, in a contented whisper, “Yes Master.” As she relished the feelings of letting him take total control of even this private part of her body.
Then he lowered her so that she was closer to the floor with her cunt and ass level with Sid’s crotch. She felt his large prick slowly sinking into her slimy cunt for a few strokes and then pulling out and ramming back into her asshole for a few minutes. Judy would just build up to near climax in one hole and he would pull out and start in another hole. Finally, Judy was so close to orgasm, that it didn’t matter which hole he used. She came. Sid alternated back and forth for a few times and Judy kept going off time and again until he finally shot a wad up her asshole.
The toaster popped up a pair of brown pieces and Judy returned her thoughts to the present.

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Fantasm

Sharing Mendy again

So apparently the word has got out that Mendy likes to fuck other guys. Friends I hardly know have been stopping by a lot lately. The other night Mendy was already in her pj’s, which consists of a loose fitting tank top and panties. We were about to smoke one and go to bed. Just then someone knocked on the door.
I answered it and it was Jeff, and old friend I hadn’t seen in years. I invited him in and we sat down. I introduced him to Mendy and he commented what a lucky guy I was to have such a fine looking chick. I asked if he still smoked and he said yes, so I fired up the hooter. I was sitting in my chair and Jeff on the couch, Mendy sat on my lap and did the passing. She was lifting off my lap, bent over, stretching out to pass it. I couldn’t resist grabbing her ass every time she did that. She would say “stop it” sit back and take a hit. The next time I asked Jeff how was the view from the front. “It’s great” he said with a big old smile. I grabbed her ass again the next time and she got a little pissed and said, “ I’m gonna set on his lap if you do that again.” Well, of course I did, and she plopped right down on Jeff’s lap. She was kind of sideways, facing us both. She bent my way to hand the doobie to me and winked at me. I could clearly see right down her top. Mendy has such pretty little tits. Her nipples were hard as usual. I couldn’t help myself, I grabbed a handful of tit this time.
She called me an asshole and sat back down on Jeff’s lap. The joint was about out and I was pretty buzzed now, so the next time instead of taking the joint, I grabbed her shirt and pulled. She pulled back too and when she landed back on Jeff’s lap she was topless.
I said “so how you like those apples?” Jeff said, “They look pretty sweet to me.” Mendy stuck a tit in his face and she told Jeff to give it a kiss. He gave her nip a little peck. Mendy said, “ You can do better than that!” So he started to suck on one tit and feeling the other one. Mendy was rubbing his crotch and made the comment, “Oh my, you have a big one.” They started to kiss. I could see their tongues flicking back and forth as he was playing with her tits. My dick was raging hard now. They were going at it like a couple school kids making out. Jeff slid his hand down the front of her panties. Mendy opened her legs. He was working her pussy pretty good. Mendy said, “Let me taste your fingers.” Jeff pulled out two soaking wet fingers and put them to her mouth. She sucked on them like it was a dick. Then she slid down to her knees, undid his pants and slid them off.
Two seconds later his big fat dick was in her mouth. I didn’t want to just watch so I got undressed and took a seat on the couch beside Jeff. She didn’t even take notice of me, just kept slurping on his cock. Slobbering all over the head, flicking her tongue on the sensitive tip, and jacking what she couldn’t get her mouth around. She gives the best head and was sucking his dick with gusto. Mendy started talking dirty and said, “cum in my mouth damn it, I want to taste your cum.” Jeff moaned, laid his head back and gave her what she wanted,,, a big old load. She kept sucking him for quite a while after he came and licking up any cum that happened to dribble out of her mouth. She wanted his dick to stay hard so she could fuck him I’m sure.
Mendy got up and put her hands on my shoulders, bent over and told Jeff to fuck her from behind. She put her forehead against mine and looked right in my eyes. We kind of bumped heads every time he drove his dick into her little pussy. I pulled her nipple with one hand and rubbed her clit with the other. She started to cum, grabbed the back of my head and buried her tongue in my mouth. I could taste his dick and cum, kind of grossed me out which made her happy I think. She was moaning into my mouth as she was kissing me. My dick was throbbing for attention by now.
She pulled her pussy away from him, grabbed my cock and guided her love hole to it. She just let the head of my dick slide into her hot, slick pussy and said, “feel how wet he is making my pussy!!” she rose up and offered her ass back to Jeff. She was moaning and groaning and saying how she loved that big dick. Jeff grabbed her hips and was drilling her hard, then pulled her ass into him as hard as he could and pumped a load deep in her pussy. When he was done cumming she sat back down on my dick. Now her pussy was really wet and hot and I could feel her still quivering from her orgasms. I was so horny by now my dick started pulsing right off and I pumped my cum deep in her pussy. Mendy said, “You didn’t last very long. I want more.” When she pulled up off me a big glob of mine and Jeff’s cum came running out of her pussy onto my belly.
They went to the bedroom and fucked for what seemed like an hour. This time I wasn’t invited so I fired up another doob and just listened to them fuck. After Jeff left, I went back to the bedroom, crawled on top her and slid my still raging dick into her dripping pussy. My dick slid in with no resistance at all. She was loose, hot and sloppy. I was so horny thinking of her just getting fucked that a couple strokes were I could manage and I popped off in her again. “See why I like to fuck other guys” she said and rolled over to sleep.
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SEVEN MONTHS WITH MARIE: PART FOUR “Marie’s Story”

Foreword: So, here is Marie’s story. As I said before, I wasn’t going to share this story because it is really her story. She wanted to write it and I told her I would post it as it is part of the whole chronology of stuff I’ve done. Anyway, here’s Marie’s story as told by Marie herself.
Seven Months With Marie- Part Four: “Marie’s Story”
Still Summer 2004
So I guess I’m Marie, or at least that’s my handle in these stories, so thanks ‘John’ for protecting my anonymity. So, by now you know that Johnny has had sex with several of my friends while I watched. Just so you know, I’m a very open minded young lady and I don’t see any reason to not do anything I feel like doing as long as nobody gets hurt. I had shared other girls with boyfriends in the past, but Johnny was the only guy that ever returned the favor. Anyway, here’s what happened.
Johnny and I had been together for about two months. We had already had our fun with my friend and his landlady Karen (who really does have the biggest tits I’ve ever seen in person) and had also played around with Michelle and then Michelle and Becky. I had told him about all the fantasies I had about him getting with my friends, but I had also told him about my fantasies about being fucked by more than one guy at a time. Okay, guys… Just as much as you want to bang two chicks at the same time, we want to get banged by two of you at the same time. Most of us anyway. It just doesn’t come up often because we get called names, but trust me. Nine out of ten girls are ‘down’ if you play your cards right.
Anyway, I got off work at around 11 at night. I was excited because Johnny had invited me to ‘guys night.’ This was the first time he invited me over to hang with the ‘fellas’ and I felt like that was a big step for us. I left work and ran home for a quick shower, then headed over to Johnny’s.
When I got there, Johnny and two of his friends were already at the kitchen table ready to play cards. First, he introduced me to Allen. Allen had icy blue eyes and a strong jaw. His hair was light brown with flecks of blonde and was trimmed short. He was about John’s height, but a little slimmer. Then I met Nick. He was a little taller than John and Allen and had short dark hair and deep brown eyes. He was rocking a goatee.
John told me that Sam couldn’t make it and they needed a fourth player for their bi-weekly poker game. John didn’t know this about me yet, but I love playing cards and poker is probably my best game. So, the four of us sat around the table and had a few drinks before we got the game started. Jack and Cokes. John had already told me that he always told his friends about the crazy sex stuff we did together. I wondered if they might have some preconceived notions about me. Allen and Nick were both very friendly though and I was getting on with both of them quite nicely. I could tell John was pleased and that made me happy.
After about an hour and several drinks, it was time to start the game. John explained to me that they usually just played for change and that one dollar was their high bet limit. I started to dig around in my purse to see what I had on me when John stopped me and said that they had a different idea for tonight’s game. “Well, usually when we play, it’s four guys. Now that there’s a girl in the room, I figured we could make it a little more interesting.” He said. I had a feeling that I knew what he was getting at. “I was thinking ‘college rules.’” He said. “You know. Strip poker?”
By then, John knew I wasn’t a shy person and I certainly wasn’t the type to back down, so it came as no surprise to him when I said “Okay. Sounds fun!” What he didn’t know was that I was going to mop the floor with him and his friends.
The game kicked off and by the end of the first hand every Y chromosome in the room was light one shoe. That was mostly how the game continued to go. It wasn’t even a fair game to begin with really. Each of them had on socks, shoes, pants, a belt, a shirt, underwear. All I was wearing was a pair of sandals, a spaghetti strap top, a bra and a denim skirt (no panties.)
We had been playing for over an hour and the drinks had been flowing the whole time. Allen and Nick were finally out. They sat in their chairs completely naked. Unfortunately, all the parts I was curious about were hidden under the table. It was down to me and Johnny. This would be the final hand. He sat in his underwear studying his cards. I had lost everything but my spaghetti strap top. I didn’t mind losing the skirt, because, like I said before; everything of interest was hidden under the table. John was going to wind up naked or I was. I didn’t care either way. I love my tits and I don’t think it’s a big deal if people see them. On the other hand, I do like winning. It was time to lay down our cards.
John only had a pair of six’s. Not a terrible hand, but not a very good one either. It certainly wasn’t as good as my three Queens. I laid my cards down and looked across the table. John’s face turned red. “Shit.” He huffed.
“Lose the undies dude. A bet’s a bet.” I taunted.
“Shit!” Nick yelled. “I finally get to play strip poker and all I get to see is a couple of hairy asses.”
I laughed. “Pay up! I want them undies!” John grudgingly lifted up from his seat and slid off his underwear and tossed them on the table. I took a moment to revel in my victory by asking John to refill my drink. He slowly stood up and walked over to get my glass. I was having a lot of fun being in a room full of naked guys. He returned with my drink and I asked “So, I won… What do we do now, start over?”
John looked across the table at me as he got back to his seat. “I have a bet for you.” He was smiling and I got the feeling he was up to something.
“Okay. What is it?” I asked.
“One hand. If I win, the three of us get our underwear back and the game keeps going.” He said.
“I already won.” I said. “You don’t have anything to bet with. I’ve got your undies right here.” I said smiling.
“Come on, just one hand.” He protested. “What the hell kind of strip poker game is it when you don’t even get to see any tits?”
“So, what happens if you lose?” I asked smiling at him. I was already feeling a little hot from being in control in a room full of naked guys. I was intrigued where he was going to take this.
John put his head on his fist and let out a deep sigh. He took a breath and looked up to me. “If I lose, I will eat your pussy right here, on this table, for five minutes.”
“Ladies and gentlemen, we have a bet!” Allen hooted. John was smart. He knew how hot I would get at the thought of putting on a little show in front of his friends. Especially since they were all naked. How hot would that be? The thoughts were racing around my mind and I could feel heat rushing between my thighs.
“Okay. One hand.” I agreed.
“Deal the cards Nick.” John said.
Nick dealt the cards. We looked them over and made our discards and drew what we needed. Finally, it was time to flip the cards. John had to flip first. I wish I could say it was a real nail biter and we both had really high hands, but the truth is Johnny had nothing and I had a pair. The bottom line is, I won… again.
I didn’t know what to do at that point. Somehow, I hadn’t expected it to go that far. Johnny did though. I know NOW that he had planned it that way. He knew what he was doing and for all I know, he may have thrown away a straight flush just so he would lose. He had put this whole thing together for me, but I didn’t know that at the time. He stood up from his seat and came around the table. When he got to me, he pulled my chair out and I stood up. I couldn’t help noticing how Allen and Nick’s eyes immediately shot down to steal a glance at my shaved pussy. I’m sure Johnny had already told them I was shaved. John turned me around and grabbed me by my hips and hoisted me up and sat my bare ass on the table. He placed his hands on my shoulders and pushed me back onto the table. I was lying there and Nick was sitting to my right and Allen was on my left. I remember a sudden rush of embarrassment rattling through me as Johnny pulled my legs up and pushed them apart. I covered my face with my hands.
I felt John’s soft tongue press firmly against my clit. I could feel the heat gathering between my thighs as he gently licked up and down my pussy. I could feel myself rapidly getting wet from his touch. He knew what he was doing down there and it wasn’t long until I didn’t care about Nick or Allen watching me. In fact, knowing they were watching my body rise and fall with each touch gave me immense satisfaction. “So, who’s timing us?” I asked through a giggle.
I was not prepared for what happened after that. From my right side, I heard Nick’s chair slide back from the table. I rolled my head over to look at him and he was standing up. His cock was at eye level and was half erect. I looked down to Johnny but he didn’t react. I looked back over to Nick and he was stroking his cock and tugging at it. Johnny just kept on licking and suckling my clit. I rolled my head over to look at Allen and he just sat in his seat smiling. It finally all clicked. Johnny had set this up for me. He wanted to give me my fantasy the way I had given him his. I smiled to myself and rolled my head back toward Nick.
I finally allowed myself to really look at his cock. It was long! Longer than John’s but thinner too. It looked smooth. I looked up at Nick and smiled at him. He was fully erect and he stepped so close to the table that his balls were almost resting on the table top. I inched my head closer to him and he let his dong hang in my face. I arched my neck and placed my tongue against him. I closed my eyes and opened my mouth wider and I felt his hand pull me by the back of my head closer to him. I pulled his cock into my mouth and slid my tongue along the shaft inside my mouth. I felt his hand grip my right breast and squeeze. He squeezed my tit and Johnny kept working his magic with his tongue and I moaned with my mouth full of Nick’s smooth cock.
Suddenly I felt another hand grope at my left breast. I opened my eyes and pulled away from Nick to turn toward Allen. He was standing and his hard cock was dangling over the table. He was squeezing my other tit and I reached up and took his cock in my hand. I looked back at Nick and grabbed his cock in my other hand and started to stroke him as I pulled my head toward Allen to pull his cock into my hungry mouth.
I was sucking Allen’s cock and jerking Nick’s while Johnny continued swirling his tongue around my now dripping pussy. Allen and Nick were both groping at my tits and I wanted them to pinch my nipples and pull on them. I pulled away from Allen’s member and looked up at the ceiling and Moaned with pleasure. I let go of their poles and grabbed the straps of my top and yanked them down my shoulders. Then I grabbed my top and yanked it down around my waist to give them better access to my tits. They both did just what I wanted them to do as I returned my hands to their cocks and started taking turns blowing the two of them, stopping only briefly to moan aloud.
I couldn’t take it anymore. My desire was so great that I couldn’t resist it. I was jerking a wet cock in each hand as I looked down to Johnny and moaned “I want you to fuck me Johnny! I want your cock in my pussy!” Johnny straightened up and took a step back, smiling. I saw Nick reach down and put his fingers on my clit just before Allen grabbed my head and forced his cock back into my mouth. I think John was just sitting back, enjoying the show.
Both Allen and Nick had grown increasingly aggressive. Nick was fingering my cunt hard and Allen was practically skull fucking me. I caught myself wondering if Johnny had told them to do that. He knows I like it rough. Regardless, I was enjoying everything that they were doing. I felt Nick’s hand slip away from my eager pussy and return to twisting and tugging my right nipple. Then I felt Johnny’s beautiful hard cock pushing into me.
“Oh, fuck that feels good!” I heard myself say. Johnny knew how I liked it. Once he was in, he grabbed me by the hips and started pounding my pussy hard! The whole table was shaking and I was struggling to keep either one of the cocks in my mouth. I was losing control of myself. Every sensation was so intense. “Fuck, you’re gonna make me fuckin’ cum!” I shouted. I looked up at Nick. I was jerking him off and he was smiling and squeezing my tit. I decided to make it exactly what I wanted it to be. I wanted this. I wanted to be fucked and used like a whore. I wanted to be surrounded by cocks and covered in cum. I finally let myself go. I looked back up at Nick as I tightened my grip on his cock. “Does that feel good baby? You like all that spit on your cock?” I asked staring at his smooth glistening cock. “You want my pussy?” I coaxed. “You want my ass too?”
Johnny pulled his cock out of my pussy. I let go of Nick and Allen’s cocks and rolled my body over. I lifted myself up on all fours and stuck my ass up in the air. “Who wants my ass? Who’s gonna fuck my tight ass?” I demanded. John climbed up onto the table and positioned himself behind me. He leaned forward and spit on my asshole. “Pound my ass like a fuckin’ man!” I demanded. “Grind that fuckin’ cock!” Allen climbed up onto the table and sat in front of me. I bent down and deep throated his cock right as Johnny pushed his shaft deep in my ass. I gripped Nicks dick with my left hand and jerked it for him while I sucked Allen. Johnny was pounding my poor ass harder than he ever had before. I wanted to lay on my back again so I pulled forward and quickly rolled onto my back. I pulled Nick up onto the table to join us and Johnny pulled my legs apart wide and then up to expose my pulsing anus. He thrust his cock back inside my ass and started rubbing my pussy with his thumb.
Johnny was working my clit and fucking my butt. Either one would’ve been enough to drive me crazy. On top of that, Nick and Allen were both on their knees on either side of my head taking turns fucking my mouth and rubbing their spit covered cocks all over my face.
Everything felt so fucking good, but I wanted more. I wanted the world. I managed to keep my mouth empty long enough to say “I want a cock in my pussy too!” I had never had a cock in my ass and in my pussy at the same time before. I’ve had a finger (sometimes even two) in my ass during sex before, but I wanted to have a cock in both holes. I wanted to be completely filled up.
Johnny slid his cock out of my ass and sat back on his heels. I turned around and sucked his spit and my own ass juices off his cock. I turned around to see Nick lying down on the table. His long smooth dick was standing straight up and still glimmered with my saliva. I had wanted to fuck him since I had first tasted his smooth long cock. I grabbed hold of him and swung my leg across his hips and lowered my pussy onto his pole. Allen was on his knees by Nick’s head so I leaned forward and pulled him back into my mouth while I fucked Nick. Then I felt John’s hands on my ass. His thumbs slid between my cheeks and I knew he was about to spread my cheeks. I knew what was about to happen so I stopped bouncing on Nick and slid all the way down on to him, letting his cock fill me up. His cock was deep in my pussy and Allen’s was half way down my throat. Then there it was. I felt John force his fat cock into my asshole. I had a beautiful cock in every hole. It was bliss.
As everyone settled into motion, I could feel Nick’s cock rubbing against Johnny’s cock through my vaginal wall. I could feel the way their motion affected the rhythm I kept as I sucked Allen. I was gagging and my asshole was being beaten to a pulp and yet I couldn’t get enough. The four of us all fucked in one solid motion for a few minutes before I finally had to take a break. “I wanna taste my fuckin’ pussy.” I uttered. I climbed off of Nick and bent over to suck my sweet juices off of his cock. I sat up and took a breath.
Johnny slid off of the table and pulled me along with him. He led me by the wrist to his bedroom and Nick and Allen followed. John stood with his back to the bed and pulled me toward him. I thought he was going to kiss me, but he didn’t. That wasn’t what this experience was about. He stayed in character and I appreciated that. He grabbed my top which was still in a wad around my waste and pulled it off. Then he sat on the edge of the bed and turned me around to face Allen. Johnny layed back and pulled me down onto him. I put my feet on his big strong thighs and lowered myself down onto him. He had gripped his cock by its base and was guiding himself back into my tortured yet eager asshole. I lowered all the way down onto him all the way until I could feel his balls on the bottom of my pussy. I then leaned back against him and exposed my pussy to Allen. He took a step forward and hunkered down in front of me. Nick hopped up onto the bed and stood by my head. He grabbed my head and pulled me toward his crotch and Allen eased himself into my sopping cunt and once again, I had a cock in every hole.
I bounced up and down on Johnny and I could actually feel Allen’s balls smacking into Johnny’s. I arched my back and sucked Nick in long deep strokes as wave upon wave of pleasure splashed violently through me. I pulled my mouth off of Nick and stroked him as I spoke. “Fuckin’ AH!! Fuckin’ my pussy. Fuckin my little pink asshole.” I wasn’t making sense. It was as though I had no control over what I was saying. I looked at Allen. “You like putting your cock in my pretty little pussy? You like fucking my pussy?” My body was glistening with sweat and my long dark hair was damp and stuck to my face. “Are you gonna cum in my mouth?” I couldn’t believe what I was saying.
“Do you want me to cum in your mouth?” Allen asked as he pounded my pussy.
“I want all of you to cum in my mouth!” I moaned as I went back to sucking Nick’s cock. Johnny lifted me off of his cock and slid out from under me. He stood up on the other side of me across from Nick. I turned my head toward him. “I want to taste my ass on your cock baby. Feed me that cock.” I said as I slid my lips up his pole. Allen grabbed me hard by the hips and started really pounding my pussy! It felt so fucking good. I pulled John’s cock and Nick’s cock in close and tried to put both of them in my mouth. It turned me on even more when the tips of their cocks would rub against each other as I licked and sucked at them. “I want your cum in my mouth! Fuck! Oh, Fuck! I want your cum all over my fucking face! I want it in my hair and my chin and dripping down my fucking tits!” I shouted as I rubbed their cocks together and against my lips. John reached down and pinched my right nipple and pulled it up. The pain was intense and I moaned again as Allen pounded my twat.
Allen finally wore himself out and slipped out of me. He climbed onto the bed and traded places with Nick. As Nick slipped into my pussy I started rubbing Allen and John’s cocks together as I licked and sucked them. Nick’s cock felt amazing in my pussy. Allen grabbed my head again and forced his cock back into my mouth. He fucked my throat and Johnny pulled my nipple again. “Fuck that’s good baby!” I shouted just before Allen rammed his dick back into my mouth.
Finally Nick and John switch places and Johnny works his magic on my pussy. My face was covered with sweat and my own spit from having so many wet cocks rubbed on it. I gripped both cocks tightly and started to jack them off really fast and hard as Johnny fucked the shit out of me. “Fuck that pussy baby! Make me fuckin’ cum all over your fat fuckin’ cock!” I was rubbing cock all over my face as I moaned and screamed. Then Johnny pulled out and lifted my legs up again. “Yeah baby! Fuck me in my ass! I want your cock in my ass!” He pushed into my rectum again and I could barely stand it. I pulled Nick’s cock across my face and jerked it up and started tonguing his balls. I sucked his balls into my mouth and then licked up his taint. Then I did the same to Allen. “Do you wanna fuck my pussy again?” I asked him.
Without hesitation, he dropped down and laid down beside me on his back. Johnny pulled out of my ass just long enough for me to straddle Allen and guide him into my pussy. Then Johnny slipped back into my asshole. I could’ve died. I’m pretty sure that nothing else in the world compares to getting fucked and ass-fucked at the same time. They were both ramming me good and hard and Nick was still standing in front of me, so I reached up and grabbed his cock again. I was certain I was about to have the most intense orgasm ever. Johnny slapped my ass hard and Allen was squeezing my tits HARD with both hands! I looked up at Nick as I jacked his dick. “Do you like watching me get the shit fucked out of me?” I asked. “Ah- uh! You like watching that dick ram up my asshole? Ah! AHH! Fuck- so fucking good! SO FUCKING GOOD!”
I then experienced a reality shattering orgasm. The world went black and I felt nothing but heat and raw nerves. My body shook like I was having a seizure and I gushed all over Allen’s cock.
They all pulled away from me and I slumped onto the bed in a heap. I had almost fulfilled the entire fantasy. I glanced over and all of them were jerking their cocks. Johnny must’ve told them that part too. I laid on my back with my head hanging off of the bed. “Okay, who’s gonna go first?” I asked smiling.
Johnny stepped forward and hung his cock over my face. I leaned up and pulled him deeply into my warm wet mouth and sucked him into my throat. He moaned and shook as I sucked him harder and deeper. Finally he pulled away and started violently jerking his cock in my face. My fingers slid down between my legs and I made feathery circles around my clit. I lay there with my mouth open, moaning. “Ah. Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah. Fuck. Ah. Give it to me. I’m ready for it.”
Johnny came all over my face. It went in my hair and on my forehead. A generous amount of it made it into my mouth and all I could think was I wanted more! Nick stepped up next and jerked his cock in front of my face. I leaned back and opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue. I just wanted them to cover me with hot cum! I actually started panting like a fucking dog waiting for his cum. When it finally came it all shot straight into my mouth. My mouth was full of cum and I still wanted more.
Finally Allen stepped up. As he jerked his cock, I leaned forward and spit my mouth full of cum onto my tits! I leaned back again and opened my mouth wide and watched hi jack his cock for me. “Your turn.” I said. “Gimme all that cum.” He came some more in my mouth, on my chin and my neck.
I had been gang banged! I had a cock in every fucking hole I have and I had three guys cum all over me! It was perfect! I know this goes against logic, but it made me love Johnny even more! What a fucking MAN! Anyway, I won’t blow his ego anymore, but it was genuinely an incredible experience that I will always fantasize about whenever I finger myself. I haven’t even come close to topping it since, and I’ve tried! Haha! Love you ‘John.’ Cheers everybody! Thanks for reading my story!

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