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Roomates 2

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The Basketball game

The Basketball Game
This part 1 of a two part story, please post comments as if it should be written.
Ginger sat in the stands watching her 15 year old son Bill try to compete at the game. Bill was a tall kid but just didn’t have much talent. He was matched against a black kid who was both taller and a very talented. She watched them move and couldn’t help notice the bulge in his short. It appeared to be a large bulge, “ I wonder what it looks like hard” went through her mind.
The game ended in another defeat for Bills team. She waved and told him she’d be in the car waiting.
Ginger wasn’t a tall woman, five one a hundred and thirty pounds, 36C breasts perky nipples a tight ass and a wet pussy. She had been divorced for three years and her vibrator just wasn’t getting it done any more.
As she headed to her car she saw the kid who had been guarding her son walking beside her. Looking at him she smiled and said “you played a good game”. He looked her up and down grinned and said thanks and kept going. In a quiet whisper she mumbled nice ass.
They approached the door he stopped and opened it for her and grinned again. “Thank you sir she said as she went through the door”. He walked next to her for a moment and then said “my name is Ernest and I’m the captain of the team”. Well I’m Ginger and you played a great game but I was routing for the other team my son was the one trying to block you”.
He smiled, “well white men can’t play basket ball if there not big enough”. At that comment her eyes went directly to his crotch the bulge was still there. His shorts were tight and the outline of a large snake was plainly visible. All she could think of was getting it hard and getting fucked in ever orifice. Would it fit in her ass? Her pussy would stretch but. She was interrupted by Billy yelling to her. “Well goodbye Ernie”, “Goodbye Ginger, maybe I’ll see you around”. Ginger stopped her eyes moving from the bulge to his eyes. “Around where Ernie”? “You do go the mall right”? “Yes” “Well I work at the food court with a couple of the guys from the team every Tuesday and Wednesday.
Bill came up to them which ended the conversation, “Hi Ernie I see you know my mom”. “Yeah, she’s cool, see you later”. He walked away. Once in the car Ginger started asking questions about Ernie. From the conversation on the ride home she found out he was a year older then Bill, did work at the mall food court and was six seven. He volunteered his knick name which was The Big Gun.
Bill was showering, Ginger snuck into his room and checked his phone, sure enough there was Ernie phone number, and quickly she wrote it down and exited the room before she got caught.
At dinner they talked about the game and school, she was trying to steer the conversation to Ernie without being obvious. “The team you played today what school are they from”? “There from south”. Well they seemed very good players not that your team isn’t they just seemed better prepared”. “Are you friends with them”? “We know each other and talk once in a while but we don’t get together much as there black”. “They have there own friends and the two groups don’t intermingle much”.
“You should invite them over it maybe time to intermingle with people with different interests then you and you current group of friends”. Bill stood up and placed his dish in the sink, he gave his mother a quizzical look, “I’ll see if they want to come over this weekend and play some ball”.
He trotted up to his room and closed the door, Ginger sat at the table thinking of the cock stuffed into those pants and how nice it would be to suck the cum out of it. She was wondering should she flirt with him via phone or email. She knew she really wanted to see the size of the cock he had. As she sat there wondering about his cock she realized she was wet in the crotch and needed her vibrator.
After finishing the kitchen she headed for her bedroom for some sexual relief, as she passed Bills door she heard him talking on the phone. Putting her ear to the door to hear the conversation she was surprised.
“Yeah Ernie, my mom said I should invite some of you guys over to shoot some hoops”. “Friday after school sounds good I’ll see you around four”. The phone call was over so she hurried to her room.
She was excited about the Friday meeting; she could fanaticize the rest of the week about his big black cock. She wondered if she should text him and invite him to stay for dinner. She wondered what the hell am I thinking he’s 16, black and my son knows him.
Thursday she headed to the mall to get a few items at Victoria’s. Finished with the sexy underwear purchase she figured I’ll text and see if he’s working today. The message she sent was “I’m told you are coming over to shoot hoops Friday would you like to stay for something to eat”? she signed it Ginger. It took less then a minute, her phone buzzed. “What have you got”? Without thinking she text back coffee, tea or me and it send.
It took a while but his response was as she had hopped, “YOU”! She laughed to herself as she headed for her car with her purchases. She had bought pink spandex boy short and a black bra with half cups, a black garter belt and stockings and six inch black heels. She wasn’t sure why she’d done it but her pussy was wet every time she thought about him. Once home she went to her room and tried on the outfit. Looking in the mirror she thought not bad for a 36 year old.
She wasn’t sure why she had purchased the undies but as she was changing into her short and t shirt her phone rang. Looking down she didn’t recognize the number, she answered anyway. “Hello” “Hi Ginger its Ernest”. “Oh hi what’s up”? There was a long pause and he replied “I’m up”. “Well I suppose that’s good, right”? “Not really it’s uncomfortable as hell”. Trying to sound as motherly as possible she replied “You should do something about it”. “Well I was thinking about you and this is what happened”. “I’m flattered”. Before she could say anything else he chuckled and replied, “Perhaps you can help me with it tomorrow”?
Ginger’s mind was racing this has gone way too far; I’ve got to nip this now before it gets out of hand. “Listen Ernie, let’s hope your all better by tomorrow ok”? “See you tomorrow Ginger”.
The phone went dead and she was standing there shacking, she tore off her jeans and was rubbing her slit thinking about a strange black kid when she felt the ripples of pleasure sweep over her.
Friday she cleaned the house and waited for four o’clock to arrive. Bill got home at 3:45 with Ernest and another black kid in tow, his name was Jamal. Billy made the introductions as two more pulled up on the bikes. There names were Trevor and Clyde. She asked if anyone wanted a cold drink and was told they had brought drinks with them. They all went into the garage to change into there basketball gear and she went in the kitchen. From there she had a clear view of there game.
About a half hour into the game they took a break, Ernest asked to use the bathroom and Billy sent him to the one in the hall near his room. Ginger heard noise and quietly climbed the stairs. The bathroom door was open and as she crept closed she heard “Ginger come in here”, it was Ernie. Taking a deep breath she walks to the door. He was leaning against the sink facing her, “Would you like to see my snake”? Her eyes were fixed on the package in his shorts, she really wanted to see what he had but her response was “No Ernest and please use the downstairs bathroom in the future”. He continued to look at her with a smile on his face, he took his right hand a rubbed it on his covered cock. It started to move as if it had a mind of its own.
Her eyes were fixed on the bulge now; he grabbed the elastic on the short and pulled them down. All she could do was gasp. It was the biggest cock she had ever seen; it had to be 10 inches long and 2 inches round. Ginger just fell to her knees grabbed his cock and started kissing and sucking the head. She was in a cock trance all she wanted was the giant stuffed in her pussy, ass or mouth. Ernest took his hands and put them on the back of her head, he forced more cock down her throat until she was gagging and her eyes were watering. She wouldn’t let the cock go and kept sucking hoping for a load of cum from those baseball sized balls he had hanging down.
He pushed her head away and looked down into her eyes, “you like sucking cock don’t you”, “Yes I do especially your big cock”. He pulled her to her feet and started rubbing her pussy. “Wow you’re soaking wet”, “thanks to your beautiful cock”. Just then Jamal walked in. “Hey Jamal feel those tits and this pussy”, “gladly brother”. Jamal was squeezing her tits and she now had two different hands on her pussy she was in cock heaven, she shuttered and a small ripple of orgasm shot threw her. Jamal had pulled his cock out it was almost as large as Ernie’s, perhaps not as long but thicker for sure.
Both guys were really getting her turned on, finally Ernie spoke. Look Ginger we want to fuck your brains out but your son is here so there is the problem. Ginger just nodded as she was mesmerized by there cocks. “If we leave does he have any friends you could get him to spend the night with” asked Jamal? Now she was thinking, I’ll try but, “But shit” snapped Ernie. “If you want cock you’ll work this out, you have my number”. Both guys pulled up there shorts and headed back to the hoops.
Ginger could not believe what had just happened, her pussy ached for there cocks, all she could think about was having the monster stretch he out and fuck her. Quickly she went into her bedroom, took off her shorts and panties and put on dry panties and jeans.
She went to the kitchen and watched them shoot hoops for another ten minutes. Finally Clyde announced, “I have to go guys”, that broke up the game and they all started to leave. Ten minutes later they were gone. Ginger looked at Billy, “did you have fun honey”? “No not really there just too damn good for me”. “Well you need to practice dear”.
Billy went upstairs to shower and her phone buzzed; it was Ernie any luck with the kid? Her reply was instant, I’m working on it.
Billy came down into the kitchen and sat at the table, “Pizza for dinner mom”? “I guess that will be ok”. Ginger poured herself a large glass of wine and ordered the pizza. “What are your plans for tonight hon”? “I’m not sure mom, haven’t heard from anyone yet so I may stay home with you”. “That would be great”.
All Ginger could think about was cock. The doorbell rang and she paid the pizza delivery guy and they ate. Bill finished and went up stairs to his room. About six forty five he came downstairs beaming. “Mom there’s a party at Becky’s I think I’ll go”. Ginger’s mind was racing, “ok what time will you be home”? “Midnight if that’s ok” “Ok but don’t be late”.
Billy went upstairs to change and Ginger went to her phone, texting Ernie, I’ll be alone from seven thirty till eleven forty five, she it send. It took less then a minute for the phone to buzz, a text from Ernie we’ll be there at seven thirty if you are alone leave outside light off, and have something sexy on. Ginger giggled; she gulped down her glass of wine and poured another. I must be crazy to be doing this she thought but he did have a great cock and she just couldn’t wait to get her mouth and pussy on it.
She went into her bedroom and put on the pink boy shorts garter belt stockings and bra. Fixing her hair she heard Bill knock on the bedroom door. “Mom I’m leaving now”, she stayed in the bathroom and yelled back “have a good time baby”.
Watching the front of the house she saw Billy walk down the driveway and out of sight. She ran downstairs and turned off the light. Stopping by the kitchen she poured another glass of wine. She ran upstairs put on the black high heels left her robe in the bedroom and went to the living room to wait.
In less then two minutes there was a knock, she looked through the peek hole and there was Ernie and Jamal. Pausing for a moment the thought that two black boy were waiting to come in and fuck her, it made her excited and apprehensive. Taking a deep breath she opened the door, they came in.
She closed the door quickly once they were in, she backed up three steps gave them a sexy smile and said, “Do you like what you see”? From the bulge in there shorts she knew they did. Ernie pulled her close opened his mouth and she felt his tongue go down her throat. At the same moment he started rubbing her pussy; Jamal was rubbing her ass and pushing his middle finger on her tight anal entrance. This went on for at least five minutes. They all stopped for breath, Ernie told her “You look hot, let go upstairs”.
The three headed to her bedroom and closed the door. Both guys pulled there shorts down and there large cocks sprang out. Jamal said “Ernie look at her panties”, all three of them looked at her crotch. Ginger had long red hair and a red bush patch which was neatly trimmed. The panties were tight and you could see her cunt lips and clit. The large wet spot was proof she was ready. Jamal sat her down on the corner edge of the bed, he took a handful of her hair she opened her mouth and took the head of his cock in her mouth. In this position she had her legs spread open Ernie was snapping pictures of her sucking cock. He made sure he got shots of her wet cunt which had soaked through her panties completely.
Ernie came over and removed her bra, her nipples were hard as stones and he squeezed them hard. All she did was moan with delight as the large cock was half was down her throat. Jamal pulled his cock out and Ernie inserted his cock in her mouth. Jamal held her hands at her side and Ernie had one hand on the back of her head as he forced his cock down her throat while squeezing her nipples with his other hand. Her eyes were watering, she was gagging with saliva coming out of her mouth but he held the cock deep in her throat. Jamal released her hands and she pushed back, the cock plopped out of her mouth.
Ernie looked at her, “When you suck a cock you do not use your hands do you understand”? Ginger just smiled and shook her head yes. Stand up She rose and they both took hold of the waist band of her panties and pulled down. She stepped out of them. They both leaned down and sucked her hard cilt. Helping her on too the bed, Ernie got between her legs she felt the head of his cock at her pussy lips a slight pressure and it was in. It felt wonderful he held it there for a moment for her to get use to the size and started pushing it in slow but steady.
Gingers mind was racing, god his cock felt wonderful and he was really stretching her out. She pushed up to help get more cock. He stopped for a moment as her pussy adjusted to the size then he continued to push in. My god she thought how much more is there. Jamal got on the bed, “Go for it man slam dunk her”. With one final thrust he went balls deep. She yelped and moaned at the same time but he didn’t pull out at all. Her pussy muscles squeezed the giant cock, it had gone past her cervix. No cock had ever been that deep inside her. She felt a deep warm wave building deep in her pussy. As he slowly started to pull his cock out a bit the intensity or the orgasm grew until she spread her legs even wider dug her nails into his back and screamed fuck me. He drove his cock back in as deep as possible and they both felt liquid coming out of her. He kept a slow steady pace as she moaned and quivered beneath her. After several minutes the pace has sped up and he was pounding her deeply. She had another screaming orgasm, and realized he was close. Holding him close she whispered, “don’t come in me baby I’m” and she felt him tense up, his cock got harder, it felt like a fire hose going off in her cunt. Never had she felt anyone cum like that it caused her to have a third very powerful orgasm.
They both lay there catching there breath, Ernie removed his cock, plop and a torrent of cum and pussy juice flooded the bed. She looked over at him with a contented smile, just then Jamal mounted her. His cock wasn’t as long but it was wide. Her pussy was stretched out and sloppy from cum and her juices so the fat cock slipped in easily. He was ball deep pumping her like crazy. “My god I feel another orgasm was all she had time to think as the hot wave of passion swept over her. Screaming like an animal she had yet her fourth orgasm. Her orgasm caused him to drive his cock deep and she felt cum spraying the inner walls of her unprotected pussy for the second time. Jamal collapsed on her and they both layed there for a minute before he removed his cock and again her pussy plopped. She felt cum and pussy juice running out of her.
Ernie was filming the exit of cum form her pussy as she lay there. She smiled looked at him, “Thank you guys, I feel great”. Jamal scoped a handful cum from her pussy and brought it too her lips, she opened her mouth and put out her tongue.
They filled her mouth and tongue with most of the cum which had leaked out and she smiled and swallowed with pleasure.
Ernie looked at her “well you like to fuck and swallow cum”. Looking straight at him with a look of a well fucked woman she giggled, “I prefer cum from the source if you know what I’m saying”. “Yeah you would rather suck it out, right”. “Yes I would”. Before she could say another word Ernie’s cock was in her mouth. His cock is already hard again she thought. He was on the bed and she was sucking his cock when she felt Jamal put something cold and slippery on her anal entrance. Ernie held he head in place and before she knew it his cock head was in her ass. Ug was all she could get out as he proceeded to go ball deep into her ass.
Until tonight her ass had been virgin and now a strange black kid had his large black cock balls deep in her and it felt wonderful. Her pussy started to twitch and she felt the warm wave building. This can’t be happening was all she thought as the wave caused her to start to spasm, moan and cry. That was all it took for Jamal to stiffen go deep and she felt a blast of cum filling her bowels. At the same moment Ernie grabbed her head, pushed his cock deep into her throat and blasted her with sperm. He came so much it came out of her nose and out the side of her mouth. He releases her head and they all collapsed on the bed.
“That was incredible guys but didn’t you bring any rubbers”? Jamal and Ernie looked at each other; Ernie spoke “We don’t like rubbers do you”? “Well no but”, “Look Ginger either take the morning after pill or have a black baby”. Do you want me to fuck you again”? “Now? “Yes right now”. “Yes please.
Ernie rolled over and pushed in giant cock into her very sloppy cunt. Since she had been fucked several times already he cunt was very slippery, even so the giant cock had to push to get to the bottom of her pussy. She pulled him close I really love your cock please take your time I need it. Ernie kept up a slow rhythm for ten minutes, in that time she had at least four more orgasms. He continued his deep thrusting, his cock stiffened and cum flowed deep in her womb this caused her to have yet another terrific orgasm. He rolled off her, and propped two pillows under her head. Cum and pussy juice were oozing out of her. He started feeding her the cum. She realized Jamal was recording it but at the time she didn’t care. “You like warm cum don’t you”? “yes I could suck cock and swallow cum for hours”.
At 11:30 Ernie and Jamal started getting dressed. She looked at the “yes you’d better get going Bill will be home soon”. “You better get cleaned up a bit yourself “as you bush and pussy are full of cum, it’s in your hair and on your face”. “For that matter it’s in my nose and ass too”.
“I’ll text you tomorrow to see about your schedule for more fucking”. “Great thank you for a great fuck”.
They left through the side door and ten minutes Bill walked in the front door. Ginger pretended to be asleep so Bill quietly went to his room. The taste and smell of cum was just what she needed for a great nights sleep.

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An Edited Life, Part 3

The steel posture collar chilled my neck and my belly raged hot as I kneeled on Andre Gregory’s living room floor.
He clasped the collar’s other two locks before circling around me, his eyes taking me in, my body bare except for the collar he’d just closed around my neck and locked.
I’d read about things like this. While such stories intrigued me, I’d never imagined myself in such a position; being bold enough to yield control to another human being, to subject myself to their dominance, their desires.
Andre turned his back to me again, his hand disappearing into the box, this time drawing from it four smaller metal rings whose designs matched that of the collar I wore.
“Hold out your hands,” he said, and I complied, reaching in front of me as he attached the cuffs to my wrist and locked them, one at a time.
“Stand,” he said, “and put your feet on the coffee table, in turn.
I did as I was told, rising from the floor and putting my left foot on the table long enough for him to cuff and lock my ankle, before doing the same with my right foot.
Twenty-four hours ago, Andre and I were at work together, toiling through another day of information among a half year’s worth of days filled with information, information and even more information.
Slightly more than twelve hours ago, he picked me up at Escape, bought me a drink and danced with me before bringing me to his home and fucking me thrice.
And now stood before him, naked, collared, cuffed, my pussy bare and my confidence and self-control having abandoned me, shifting on my feet as I awaited his next words or actions.
“Return to your knees, please,” Andre said calmly.
I sank back to the rug, my feet butt resting against my heels, my thighs in a “V” and my hands resting on them as my back and neck remained straight.
“Perfect,” he said, “Absolutely perfect.”
The emotions that flowed through me are difficult to describe. After six months without a social life, there was pride, even relief, in once again being the object of a man’s desire, his lust. With the yielding of control came uncertainty and nervousness. And the thought of walking into the office Monday left me horrified over the embarrassment I knew I’d feel.
Andre reached beneath my face, curling his forefinger beneath my chin and lifting, and I knew he wanted me to stand again. He led me to the sofa’s back and bent me over it, just as he had the night before, only this time he pulled my wrists behind me. I heard a couple of snaps and realized my cuffs had been clasped together, and then with two more snaps I found my ankles locked to each another.
I stood still in the silence, bent over the sofa’s back, my tits dangling from my frame with my wrists and ankles locked together, leaving me completely at Andre’s whims.
A squeal exploded from me when Andre spanked me forcefully. God it hurt.
“To whom do you belong, Gabi?” Andre said.
The question was just unexpected enough that my hesitation brought another brutal slap to my ass, and I whimpered as the pain brought tears to my eyes.
“I’m yours, Andre, yours,” I muttered.
“What did you call me?” he asked before spanking me again, this time hard enough to make me lurch forward over the sofa to the point that my feet came off the floor.
“Master!” I shrieked, hoping for the sake of my burning ass that I’d gotten it right.
Andre said nothing, and the next sensation I felt was of his fingertip smearing something cold and slick onto my rose, before sliding his finger through it and spreading the cool jelly inside me.
“Oh God, there’s no way I could …” I began to object, only to be cutoff in midsentence.
“You can and you will,” said Andre.
He removed his finger from my ass and pulled me open, teasing my back door with his thick, spongy head before pressing forward and filling my rump.
I thrashed against the couch, my colon searing as he inched further and further into me.
Somehow, I managed not to scream.
It took away my breath when Andre pulled back and pushed into me again, and I squealed, “Please! Please! Please!” as he sodomized my helpless body.
“You’ll thank me for this later,” he said, as he rocked behind me, my ass agonizing as his motion stretched it.
What was to happen later? How is having my boss’s fat black dick in my ass going to help me later?
He continued to take me in the most intimate way I could imagine and I tried not to hyperventilate or pass out from the pain.
Andre’s hands stayed on my hips as he thrust hard into me, and my breasts danced wildly as they hanged from my chest, bouncing out of control each time his pelvis slapped my buns.
The relief I felt when he pulled out of me was all too brief.
Andre unclasped my ankle’s cuffs and guided me around the sofa before releasing my arms from behind my back. He put me on the couch’s cushions, on my back, and then connected each wrist to its corresponding ankle before crawling between my legs and returning his prick to my ass.
I felt possessed, owned. I was being objectified and used, and it suddenly seemed like a respected co-worker saw me as nothing as an instrument of pleasure.
Immediately after sliding back into my pucker, Andre started fucking me harder than he had any of the three times he’d taken my pussy. It was painful and humiliating, and I was helpless to do anything about it.
And it excited me.
Even in college, when everyone experiments with their sexuality, I’d never felt as much a slut as I did with my wrists and ankles locked together and my boss’s dick pounding my ass.
“I’m such a fucking whore,” I gasped, almost out of breath.
“Yes you are,” Andre chuckled, “And you’re my whore.”
Again and again he planted his shaft deep inside my colon, and the pain eventually gave way to a numbness I’d never before felt. Without warning, my pussy gushed against his pelvis and he laughed aloud as he said, “You are such a natural slave.”
A hot flash erupted within me as the word “slave” raked against my soul, but I had little time to process what Andre had said to me before Andre filled my ass with spunk, a sensation I’d never before experienced.
He held still as he came and we looked at each other, his satisfaction made obvious by the expression on his face.
“Jesus Christ, what are you doing to me?” I said as his jizz began to leak from my rump.
“Claiming you, enslaving you, making everything about you mine, Gabi,” he said, still holding himself deep in my jelly-like ass.
For whatever reason, the first thing that hit me was the irony of the beginning of Andre’s capture of me taking place at Escape, literally moments before I would have escaped from what had otherwise been an utterly boring and useless evening.
“Can we really do this?” I asked, hoping he understood the concerns that were so obvious to me.
“Given what’s happened during the last fifteen or sixteen hours, it seems as if we’ve done it,” he retorted.
Andre unclasped my cuffs before withdrawing from me, and then pulled me atop him as he lay on the sofa, placing his hand at the back of my head, pulling my face to his and giving me what felt like an almost loving kiss.
“We’re going out tonight, and it’s likely to be different than anything you’ve experienced,” said Andre, after taking his lips from mine.
“What do you mean?” I asked, wondering just how much more different from my past life experience the weekend could become than what it already had.
“I’ll not tell you ahead of time,” he said. “Just trust me.”
It was at that point that I did something that, in retrospect, surprised even me.
“Yes, my Master,” I replied, causing Andre to purr happily.
Master? Really? Had my existence at The Meadows grown so dull, so mundane that the man who had been my superior at work – even a friend – could, with seemingly damned little effort, turn me into his fucktoy?
“We should get some sleep,” Andre said. “It’s going to be a long night.”
We rose from the couch and walked down the hall to his bedroom, nuzzling one another as we dozed off in his bed, my slumber only slightly delayed as I wondered what the evening would bring.
As had been the case when I’d awoken in the morning, Andre was already out of bed. I’d been out for a couple of hours, and with my awakening came the scent of food, grilled food.
I found Andre on the deck, dressed and manipulating steaks on his grill, he turned and smiled at me as I stepped onto the deck from the French doors, purring, “Good evening, my pet.”
“Need help with anything?” I asked, only to immediately realize that there was little appeal in preparing food naked.
“Not at all,” he said. “I’ve got everything under control.”
“Even me,” I couldn’t help but smirk.
“Even you,” he quickly added.
It didn’t take long before dinner was ready. I’m not sure how I’d missed it, but hours before Andre had placed a couple of potatoes in his slow cooker so that they’d be ready for dinner.
We returned to the table where we’d had lunch, eating ribeyes, the potatoes and a selection of fruit slices that includes apples, bananas and oranges, along with whole grapes and strawberries.
We made small talk as we dined, but I knew better than to ask about the evening’s plans, having already been told they wouldn’t be revealed in advance. I was, however, hopeful that I’d be allowed to wash off the remnants of the day’s repeated fucking before we did whatever it was Andre had planned.
Once dinner was finished, we cleared the table, taking the dishes to the kitchen, washing and drying them before putting them away.
“I’m going to remove your collar and cuffs so you can bathe,” Andre said to me. “Take your time, relax, enjoy the spa.”
I followed Andre to his bedroom where he unlocked and removed the collar and each of the four cuffs. Even after having had them on but a few hours, my neck, wrists and ankles felt as bare as my pussy had right after I’d shaved it at Andre’s insistence.
It seemed to take forever for the tub to fill, but it eventually did. Steam rose from the water’s surface, and I turned on the spa’s jets, circulating the vessel’s liquid before happily emerging myself in its wet warmth.
The bath felt wonderful.
There are times one doesn’t realize how much they ache till they relax. The pulsating water massaged me, relaxed me, put me at ease. And then, just as I might have otherwise drifted off to sleep, I began to wash myself, slowly, thoroughly, wanting to be clean for my Master.
It was with regret that I eventually pulled myself from the tub and began to dry myself with a towel, drying and styling my hair and applying the makeup Andre so graciously brought from my apartment before walking into his bedroom again.
Lying on his bed were some of my clothes, but the white satin corset and its matching thong, along with white thigh-highs and heeled sandals weren’t exactly what I’d imagined I’d be wearing out.
Knowing better than to ask, I began to put them on. Andre eventually entered the room and cinched the corset tight and tied it before putting my collar and cuffs back on and locking them.
He motioned for me to follow him, and we walked down the hall, through his living room and into his garage, getting into his Wrangler and pulling out of his driveway with the night sky above us.
Andre drove to a more expensive neighborhood within The Meadows, the place where Alan Mercer – The Meadow’s founder and the man who recruited me – lived. I was horrified when Andre pulled up to the gate outside Alan’s home, announced himself into the speaker and the gate slid open, allowing us entry.
There were several other cars on driveway that arched in front of Alan’s home, and I began to feel sick, realizing that I was going to be paraded into the house by Andre Gregory, collared and cuffed, wearing a corset, thong, thigh-highs and heeled sandals before Alan and God knows who else.
Andre parked and motioned for me to wait for him. He walked around the Wrangler and opened my door, reaching into his pocket and producing a leash which he attached to my posture collar, and then he led me to Alan’s front door.
The door opened as we walked up the steps toward it.
“Good evening, Andre, and … Gabi?” said Alan, causing me to freeze in my tracks, the leash Andre held stretching as he continued to walk.
“This is quite a surprise,” Alan continued, “one we’re all sure to enjoy.”
We entered the house and followed Alan to his basement where we were met by about ten men, all of whom I recognized as the elite of The Meadows, a banker, a couple of lawyers, a judge, among others, and they all began to whoop and holler as Andre led me into the middle of the room.
Embarrassed and humiliated, I looked around to see them all smiling back at me. The sickness in the pit of my stomach that I’d felt since Andre turned the Wrangler toward Alan’s gate grew tenfold as I stood in a room with a dozen men, all of whom knew me professionally.
At this point, I realized that the likely best scenario is that Alan and the other ten men would watch Andre fuck me senseless as he’d been doing since last night, but that an even more dreadful image was of the dozen of them gangbanging me for hours on end, my body already uncomfortable from what it had endured from Andre.
“Is everyone ready?” Alan asked, prompting another round of joyful shouts.
Alan walked toward a door, and I had no choice but to move with Andre as he held the leash and followed Alan, with everyone else trailing me.
Alan opened the door, reached inside it and turned on a light, and then Andre and I were but steps behind him after he entered.
The room’s contents left me aghast.
“Your choice, Andre,” Alan said, prompting Andre to guide me to something near the room’s center.
Next to us stood a pair of stainless steel poles with a mat between them. Each pole had identical loops spaced about three inches apart running their lengths.
Andre detached the leash from my collar before unsnapping the garters that connected my thigh-highs to my corset, and then he slipped his thumbs into my thong’s sides and pulled it down my legs.
Alan handed Andre a bar with clasps on each end, and Andre knelt before me and pulled my ankles apart, affixing each of the clasps to either of my ankle cuffs, forcing my legs to remain open. He then slid a stand to my pelvis, bending me over its leather-clad padded top, and then he chained my wrists to the steel poles on either side of me, before using two more chains to attach the sides of my collar to each of my wrists.
The position was similar to having been placed in a stockade.
The dozen men were behind me, and the posture collar and meticulous chaining prevented me from turning my head to see what was happening.
So I stood there, still, helpless and expecting the worst.
Several silent moments passed before I heard several men smirk behind me. The sensations I felt next were ones that I’d become increasing familiar with since last night.
Andre grabbed me from behind and in one swift, brutal motion he shoved himself deep inside me, causing me to jerk forward and emit a raw, throaty groan as he sank into my snatch.
The chains began to rattle as he fucked me, and I stood there, leaning over the padded pedestal, chained to the poles on either side of me, presented for his use.
“Look at that slut take that thing,” someone smirked from behind me.
My heart pounded in my chest as I raged with embarrassment. A day ago, I’d left my office a respected professional among these people, or at least I thought I had. Now, every single one of these men viewed me as nothing more than a tool for their pleasure.
“Who owns this pussy?” Andre growled.
“You do, Master,” I breathlessly panted, prompting chuckles from some of the other men.
Gazing at the floor, I noticed a pair of feet in front of me. Andre grabbed a handful of my hair and raised my head till my lips were even with the head of an erect cock. My eyes glanced upward to see Alan Mercer’s face, and another wave of heat resonated through me.
My lips parted for Alan’s dick, and he filled my mouth with it. Alan wasn’t nearly as challenging to accommodate as Andre had been earlier in the day, but few men would be.
As the man whose signature was on every paycheck I’d received for the past six months began to use my mouth, Andre’s vicious thrusts continued to rattle my crotch, and the other ten men watched as I was abused at both ends.
It took but a few minutes before Alan’s warm goo was sliding down my throat and oozing from the corners of my mouth. His pelvis shook against my face as he unloaded, all the while Andre still relentlessly stabbing my pussy with his enormous black shaft, driving me wild.
I hadn’t even caught my breath before another dick was at my lips, and I obediently began to suckle it, just as I had Alan’s.
Andre’s release was just like all his others had been; hot, massive, filling. Again, he stayed completely in me as his cock spit the contents of his balls into my womb, and I felt marked, possessed.
His pussy.
Andre had barely exited me before another, noticeably smaller prick had taken its place in my gaped, seeded slit and began to slide back and forth amidst my cum-soaked walls.
And that’s how the night continued. For the next several hours, my pussy, ass and mouth absorbed the same twelve cocks time and time again, leaving me numb, raw, filled and covered in cum. I was broken, degraded, used. My athletic frame had been pushed to its limits and then some, and I was left a quivering mess, my mind nothing but a void.
I’d not even noticed that the fucking had stopped and that I’d been unchained from the poles till my body was against Andre’s and he was holding me to support me. I was aware enough to blush when the men applauded as I staggered on weak legs, leaning against Andre as we exited the room, went up the stairs and left Alan’s home.
Andre opened the door on my side of his Wrangler and helped me into the seat, and I groaned weakly when pain racked through me as I sat. It was only then that I noticed that Andre hadn’t even bothered to put my thong back on me, and that it probably didn’t even matter.
After closing my door, Andre entered the vehicle’s other side, drove around the arched driveway, stopping only long enough for the gate to open, before turning onto the street and heading home. My eyes closed and I drifted off during the few minutes’ journey back to Andre’s house.
My next recollection was of Andre lifting me from the seat and carrying me into his home, through the living room and down the hall to his bedroom. He laid me on the bed, removing my shoes, stockings and corset. I hurt all over and was barely connected to reality as he undressed me.
“How often … am I gonna … have to do … that?” I said in little more than a whisper.
“I haven’t decided yet,” Andre replied. “But I know they absolutely adored you.”
Slowly, I curled into a ball on Andre’s bed and closed my eyes.
“Get some sleep, pet,” my Master said. “The weekend’s only half over.”

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Love in the Last Frontier, Part 3

We traveled down to the end of the peninsula to the fishing town of Homer where we experienced a wonderful fish and chips lunch made from the fresh caught Halibut that came in that day from the fishing boats. Now I’ve had lots of fish and chips from all over the world but I can honestly say that none can compare to the delicious meal that I had that day at Captain Patty’s down on the spit. It was superb in its portions, taste and texture and although it wasn’t cheap, it was the most wonderful meal of its kind that I have ever had.
The views of the inlet were amazing with the volcanoes so close that you felt that you could almost reach out and touch them. The sun reflected off the salty water and made it seem almost tropical in its temperature. We stayed there for most of the afternoon, walking along the shops on the spit and taking photos of the surroundings but by 5:30 or so, we decided to head back towards Kenai and take the time to rest up a little from all of the lack of sleep we had endured the last couple of nights.
I allowed Chloe to demonstrate her domestic skills by fixing us a fine dinner and after a walk around the area, we decided to settle in for the evening and get ready for bed. Chloe walked out of the bedroom wearing her pajamas as my eyes fixated upon her luscious bodily attributes. There was nothing distinctive in what she was wearing; just your typical pair of long pajama bottoms and a tee shirt style top, but I couldn’t take my eyes off of her as she slyly walked over to where I was still sitting.
She noticed my look and asked, “What are you looking at?” and blushed.
“I’m looking at the most beautiful creature that God ever created,” I said looking directly into her beautiful blue eyes.
She blushed again and broke off her gaze to look down into her lap. I reached out with my fingers and gently touched her chin. I raised her head up to look into my eyes and told her, “Chloe, you really are beautiful you know and I am a lucky fellow just to be seen with you, much less, spending the night with you. I just wanted to tell you that and to say that I hope you are having as good of time as I am.”
She looked down again as she said softly, “I’m having a wonderful time up here and I want to thank you for inviting me along. I know that you didn’t have to.”
I continued to appraise this lovely young woman that I had rescued from her mother’s boyfriend a couple of weeks back and had asked to come up here on this scooting trip to Alaska. I knew of her skills in photography so I also knew that she could be of great help working as my assistant for the commission that I had accepted. But I really hadn’t expected her to be so beautiful.
Chloe was a short little thing, being no more than 5’ a couple of inches and tipping the scales at around 100 or 105. Her long blond hair had a natural wave in it that curled up just a little as it cascaded down to her slim little shoulders and framed nicely her delicate facial features. Her perfectly shaped body curved out at her breast line just enough to tell the observer that her breasts were soft yet firm and nicely sized to fit her petite body. She was thin through her waistline but her hips flared out just enough to frame her nice athletically shaped rear end. Her legs, when you could see them, were equally athletic, showing one the trimness and muscles of a runner yet the delicateness of a model. All in all, she was not bad to look at.
I could tell instantly that she was not wearing a bra under her pajamas by the slight sway of her breasts as she walked and the pointy ends of them protruding through her shirt. As she sat down beside me on the love seat, she turned to face me and drew up her legs and crossed them Indian style. Her bottoms were plenty loose fitting as they bagged in the crotch but I silently hoped that before the night was over, I would know if she was wearing anything under them.
She leaned over to unbutton my shirt as she shyly stated, “Let me help you take your shirt off.”
I sat back and allowed her nimble fingers to work their magic and before long she was pushing my shirt off of my shoulders and tossing it aside. Then she reached for my belt and attempted to unbuckle it, but because I was sitting, she just couldn’t undo the silly thing. I grinned and stood up before her as she scooted around to face me where I stood. She not only unbuckled my belt but unbuttoned my jeans, unzipped my fly and had them down to my knees before I knew what happened. She looked up into my eyes and smiled a very seductive smile and then lowered her gaze and proceeded to remove my boxers down to join my jeans at the floor. My cock started to swell and increase in size as she helped me step out of my clothes. I stood back up totally naked right in front of my seated lover as her hand went out and gently cradled my cock as she again looked up into my eyes.
It had now grown into an erect pole and as she opened her mouth up wide and stuck out her tongue, she turned my cock up to lick the full length of its under side. The look in her eyes told me that she was loving this attention she was giving me and she wasn’t about to stop anytime soon. She smiled at me when she had reached the end and then moved it to one side and applied her tongue again to the full length of it, finally flicking the tip with her tongue. She repeated the process on the other side and then on the top, licking the whole length and settling on the tip. Finally she looked again into my eyes and then down at my now rock hard cock, opened her mouth wide and put it in between her lips as far as it would go.
When it reached the back of her tongue, she closed her lips, sucked down hard on it and drug her lips the entire way out, sucking in on her cheeks as it went. I almost died as my knees started to buckle. She took it out of her mouth and licked around the head for awhile before she opened up again and this time took just the head into her mouth and licked and sucked the very life out of it. I touched her on the shoulder and said, “Oh Chloe, I’ve got to sit back down before you suck the living daylights out of me.” She scooted off the loveseat to the floor as she allowed me to sit in the very spot where she had just sat. I scooted my rear to the very edge of the seat and then lay back down so my neck was the only part of me touching the back.
She had full access to my open crotch as her hand began to stroke my flag pole and her lips covered my head. She was devouring my cock-head with her mouth and was pumping my shaft with her right hand but her left hand was busy fondling my balls. With her gentle caress, she fondled them tenderly while taking my cock down into her oral cavity and drawing it out through her puckered lips. She took a second to wet her finger with her saliva and then placed it back down between my legs as she sought out my anus. When she found it, she circled around it a few times and then penetrated the opening and pushed it up to touch my prostate. I went wild with excitement when she touched and massaged the tender love gland in my rectum.
I suddenly felt that urge start to brew deep down in my loins and I knew that my time was about up, so I tried to sit back up to let my darling know that I was about to spew, but she would have none of it. She pushed me back down and redoubled her efforts with her mouth, taking it all the way back against her throat and out through her sucking lips and tongue. Her actions only intensified my need to explode so in only a couple more pumps of her mouth, it started to twitch and jerk and then it exploded deep within her mouth and down her throat.
I shot and shot some more; rope after rope of my hot, sticky fluids down my lovers throat. The feeling of it erupting only made her suck even harder on it as she continued to massage my prostate. I had almost blocked her manual insertion up my rectum when I found myself shooting my load and my legs were sticking out as straight as a board.
“Oh my God!” I kept yelling, begging for her to continue sucking on my spewing cock. “Oh my God Chloe, swallow my cum down your throat! Oh my God!” I kept up my spewing for a long time before it started to subside, but that didn’t mean that I had lost all desire to satisfy the one who caused the spewing. I managed to sit all the way up this time as she removed her cum filled mouth from my deflating cock. I hooked my hands under her arms and forced her to her feet. I grabbed her pajama bottom with both hands and ripped them down to her ankles exposing her bare pussy patch that was leaking out its hole from all of the excitement.
“Chris, I wanted this to be just for you,” Chloe pleaded. “Please can it be just about what you want?”
“I want you!” I said in reply. “I want to taste you! I want to ram it in your pussy! I want to cum all over you!”
She was silent as I took her to her back and ripped the bottoms off of her feet. I fell down between her legs and reached up with my lips to give her a deep passionate kiss. I could taste my own juices still in her mouth and the thought of where it came made me want to kiss her all the more. I opened my mouth and poked my tongue into hers as far and as hard as I could. The more I tasted and more that I wanted. I was crazed with lust and I was about to fulfill my lustful desires.
I grabbed her legs and pushed them high over her head. I forcefully spread them apart as wide as I could and looked down into her full waiting junction. I could plainly see her two puffy lips tightly lying against each other under the protecting cover of pubic hair and below, her puckered little rose bud. The sight of this made my mind go back to my own anal experience and my desire seemed to explode. I threw my tongue down upon it, trying to penetrate the opening with the pointy end but the sphincter was too strong to allow any entrance by my tongue. But I did manage to apply enough saliva to it that I thought something else could enter.
My mind was crazed with lust and was not working right so I aimed my cock right its entrance and was so tempted to plunge it forward. But only for her pleading cry not to enter her there kept it safe from my enraged cock. Instead I plunged it into her other hole and as it went all the way, the air escaped from her lungs in an unworldly grunt. My hands were under her top and roughly squeezing her breasts as I pulled it out and rammed it back with all the force that I could muster. I repeated my assault on this beauty over and over without any letup for minutes. I was out of juices but my cock remained rock hard with desire.
She was building very rapidly as I continued to saw into her vaginal opening. I was ramming it into her tender wanting pussy with avenges, not letting up for anything. I was on my tip toes laying against her spread out legs, making contact with just her pussy and my cock sliding in and out of her. It was going in the full length and hitting her cervix with every stroke and as it neared she started to scream with expectations.
“Oh my god,” she kept repeating over and over. “I’m cumming, I’m cumming, I’M CUMMMINGGG!!!” she finally yelled at the top of her lungs, spewing her feminine juices all over the place. She was thrashing around, begging me to quit but I kept up my assault. I was starting to feel my release building again and I didn’t want it to end quite yet. But her cries became demands as she squirmed out from under me and I had to pull out. I began to jerk myself off because I was so close and then I erupted into a splashing gush of flying semen because I had no sperm left to ejaculate.
I pointed my cock right at my lover and let it fly. I spewed it all over her from her face to her crotch, splashing my fluids repeatedly between her legs, up her stomach, on her pajama top and on her face and mouth. I was crying out loud as I spewed, trying to extract all of the pent up emotions that had been build deep within my very fiber. And as I sent my last squirt oozing out of my hole, I collapsed my body down on my tiny little lover to pass into another world of exhaustion.
I awoke about two hours later all alone of the loveseat. I was stiff and a little sore from scrunching up on the tiny seat so I walked into the bedroom to stretch out and cuddle with Chloe. As I slid in next to her, I felt her bare little butt and placed my deflated cock right next to it. She cooed a little but I could tell by her rhythmic breathing that she was fast asleep. I slightly whispered into her ear, “I think I’m beginning to fall for you Chloe and I don’t know what to do.” She didn’t answer me out right but made a pleasant noise and scooted back into my caress. I went right back to sleep and had the most wonderful dreams in the world.
The next day we visited the town of Seward and checked on a “must see” voyage on a chartered boat to the Kenai Fiord National Park. Neal has more or less insisted that we hit that spot if not this trip, then definitely the next one. It boasts the most wondrous sights in all of the Kenai and I really wanted to take the ride but we couldn’t make the arrangements for now so I arranged a tour for our next visit.
We looked around the quaint little town for most of the afternoon but finally headed back towards Anchorage just in time to miss the afternoon traffic of the big city. To make sure that we didn’t get there until after the rush hour, we took a detour up the Hope to explore that old fishing village and on the view the Portage glacier near the tiny town of Whittier. After stopping at the two destinations to take a few photos, we traveled around Turnabout Arm of the Cook’s Inlet to our stop in Anchorage for the night. I wanted to check in with Neal and to see if he had any other suggestion for us before heading out towards Fairbanks and I caught him just as he was heading home for the night. He suggested that we meet him for dinner right after we got checked into a campsite for the evening so at around 8 that evening, we met up at his favorite restaurant.
Chloe wanted an excuse to dress up so I put on my slacks, a button shirt and real, honest to God dress shoes and socks. Chloe got dressed in the summer dress that I insisted that she buy back in Minnesota and when she walked out in it, I almost couldn’t breathe she looked so fine. It was a simple dress made from silk or rayon or some other clinging type fabric that was cut in the front in a square cut that was not revealing in the slightest. But under that loosely cut bodice that was held up by two thin spaghetti straps was the two most wonderful things that I could ever imagine. She couldn’t wear a bra because of the thin little straps that held up the top and the arms were cut too low to hide a strapless bra from view. So, that left the best thing in the world for me anyway, a bra less dress that clung to the wearer’s breasts and that wearer just happened to be my Chloe.
We were sitting at the restaurant when Neal made his appearance and as he approached us, his eyes went directly to Chloe’s breast line and he stammered out his greetings. Chloe blushed a little, knowing where he was looking and I had to hide my laugh as I shock his hand and retook my seat. His eyes continued to betray his feelings as they darted back and forth between her eyes and her breasts, but she didn’t seem to mind after awhile and I think she started to enjoy his attention.
But his roaming eyes started to get to me. “Hey, I’m the one who got the commission, not my assistant. Don’t you think that you should be talking to me?” I thought.
I had to ask him several times where he would recommend that we should go to get some good photos but I just couldn’t keep his attention more than a second or two. It was the longest meal that I had to endure for some time so when I got tired of all of the attention being placed on Chloe, I excused myself from the table to go to the restroom, got up and walked around to Chloe’s chair, bent down and kissed her right on the lips and said out loud to her, “Can I get you anything while I’m up, Sweetheart?”
She looked kind of shocked at first but answered, “No but thanks for asking Dear.”
When I got back, Neal’s entire demeanor had changed as he was sitting back in his chair speaking very casually to Chloe instead of glued to every word that she said. I got my point across to him and I only hoped that Chloe knew what I was doing.
We said our goodbyes as we walked out of the restaurant and headed back to the RV. Chloe was clinging to my arm and I didn’t know if it was for Neal’s benefit or not but she didn’t let it go until we got to the rig and I opened the door. She led the way into our little home and when I followed, she turned around and put her arms around my neck and almost laughed out loud. “Can I get you anything while I’m up, Sweetheart?” she said in a mocking tone.
“Well, damn it, I got tired of having that ass hole checking out your boobs all the time, I mean, hell, he wasn’t even trying to hide the fact that he was staring right at them,” I exclaimed in a mild rage.
“Well, I do declare, Christopher, are you a bit jealous of little ol’ me?” she asked, batting her eyelids, trying to do her best Scarlett O’Hara impersonation.
I looked down into those beautiful blue eyes that were flashing her enjoyment of the situation and melted into their deep pool of laughter. I suddenly bent down, took her in my arms a pressed into the most sensuous kiss that I could muster. My hands drew her into my chest as my lips separated to accept her probing tongue, our lips melted into one other.
My hands went down to her firm little rear end and I grasped on to her cheeks with both hands. She broke off the kiss and looked up at me and then she said, “Chris, I love you so much.”
I thought for just a second and said, “Chloe, I’m starting to fall for you too and I don’t know how to act. I don’t know, but damn it, all I want to do is hold you and kiss you and…”
She looked into my eyes and said, “And what, make love to me?”
“Oh yes Chloe, make love with you over and over, all the time. I want to kiss you all over and touch you all over…God Chloe, I want you right now,” I said in an exacerbated voice. “I want you Chloe, I want you.”
She threw her arms around my neck again and pressed her crotch into mine and said, “Then take me Chris. I’ve never wanted anyone else as bad as I’ve wanted you. I’m yours, forever.”
I put my arms around her waist and pressed gently on her back. I looked into her eyes and smiled as I said, “Well, since you are mine, I don’t have to hurry now do I. So I can take my time with loving you. I can take all the time in the world, can’t I?”
She smiled back and looked sheepishly into my eyes and then whispered softly, “Well, I don’t know about taking that long because I may need you before you need me.”
“That will never happen,” I said bending down to give her a kiss on the lips. It started as a gentle kiss but as I pressed my lips into hers, I began to kiss her with my lips open slightly and then with them opened wide. We soon were kissing passionately with open mouths and our tongues were exploring each other mouths. My hands were all over her back and soon were on her ass again, this time grabbing and fondling with my fingers.
I scooted my hands down her skirt and as I pulled up with my hands, the shirt began to rise up her ass. The hem was up to just below her panties and with my next grope, they were right on the silky material that covered her rear end. I would have gasped if it weren’t for the fact that my mouth was full of her tongue and when my hand touched her panties, she scooted her crotch right up against mine. I knew that she could feel my hardening cock as she pressed into it because she started to rub up her crotch hard into it.
I squeezed and kneaded her cheeks with my two hands as I stuck my fingers inside of both of her leg holes. She squeezed her cheeks together as I ran them down between her legs as she mashed her lips into mine. I could feel the moisture as it started to secrete from her vagina and I wanted to touch and see just where it was coming from. But first I had to touch her all over.
I ran my hands up over her panties to the small of her back and then back down to the elastic of her waistband. I inserted just the tip of my fingers and ran them around a little before I moved them up to her back. They reached the top of her dress, and as I pulled it away from the skin on her back, I unzipped the back with my other hand that was still on the outside of the garment. It opened up to my hand on the inside and then, taking it by the two straps, I slowly and gently removed them from her soft white shoulders. I stood back a bit, allowing it to fall away, freeing her two wondrous globes from the silky material that had been covering them. It continued its fall down to her tummy and then to her hips. It stopped there for just a second and then it went all the way to the floor.
She was wearing white shear panties, the kind that were so thin that you could see everything that they were suppose to cover. Her knees were tightly placed together when her dress gathered at her ankles. My eyes were glued to the lightly colored triangle that shown through the fabric right at her junction. I must have gasped a little because her knees locked into a protective stance just before I reached out to touch her at that very place.
Now it was her time to gasp as I made contact. It was just with my finger tip but you would have thought that I touched her with a cattle prod. She jumped back and gave me a shocked little smile and then reached out with her hand and cupped my fingers right on her pussy. She separated her knees just a little and it was enough to allow me to stretch my fingers deep between her legs and settle them right at the source of her moisture.
She closed her eyes as she melted into my fingers. I moved my touch deeper into her junction as her legs began to separate even more. There was no double crotch material in her panties, so I was touching the thin, see-thru fabric that separated my touch from her hair covered labia lips and I could feel them shudder under my touch. She began to coo just a little as I pressed my finger tip between her lips to the very source of her fluids. She reached up to grab me by my shoulders as she fought for her balance, then I said to her, “Do you want to go into the bedroom?” She didn’t say a word but took me by the hand and led me into the room.
When we got there, Chloe turned and had me sit on the edge of the bed. She knelt down and started to remove my shoes and socks while I unbuttoned my shirt. I then stood up and we both removed my slacks and finally my underwear. Chloe stood up in front of me looking strangely into my eyes as she asked me, “Chris, can I ask you a question? Please don’t laugh because I really want to give you something and I want to make sure that you will take it.”
Her question caused me to raise my eyebrow as well as my curiosity so I told her that she could ask me anything. She swallowed hard and then sat down beside of me. She looked a little nervous and I wondered what was on her mind but almost afraid to ask, judging by her anxiety. She started to speak slowly, not looking up from her hands folded demurely in her lap.
“Chris, you know that I love you and that I would do anything for you don’t you?” she began. I acknowledged the question with a nod but still wondering what in the world she had on her mind.
“I want to give you something, something that I can give only to one person, ever,” she continued to stare down into her lap. As she slowly looked up into my face, she continued to speak. “I can’t give my virginity because, well, you know. And besides, I’ve enjoyed sex with you so many times already. But I can give you one thing, it’s kind of like my virginity but it’s different. But if I give it to you, you have to promise to stop if it hurts me too much. I’m asking you to put it in my hole down there, you know, my butt hole.”
I was shocked and relieved all at the same time. My gosh did she know what she was saying? I almost shoved it in her tight little anus last night and I only stopped because she begging not to go there. And now she inviting me to take her anal virginity and what can I say but “Hell yes!”
“Chloe, are you sure?” I had to ask out of concern for my darling little lover but, all the while, I hoped that she would say yes. And when she did, I reassured her that I would be careful and I would pull out at the first sign of discomfort on her part.
She continued to sit there with her hands folded in her lap saying nothing. She was obviously nervous about what she had just aaaasked me and very anxious and unsure of how to get it going. I suddenly thought about the Vaseline that I had brought with me to apply to my lips when they are dry and ran to the medicine cabinet in the bathroom. I emerged a second later holding the jar nervously in my hand and gave it to her saying, “Here this might help a little.”
She took it in her hand and then looked up into my eyes with this “Now what” look in them and smiled a nervous little smile. I leaned over and gave her a nice little kiss on the lips that turned into a mad passionate session of oral exploration on both of our parts. The ice was broken as our hands began to hold, press and force each other into a reclining position and then my hands found their way down to her crotch.
I began to rub her pussy lips through the thin covering of her panties and soon I was feeling her juices as they escaped down below. She was panting now with anticipation and lust and I hoped for the moment in time that was rapidly approaching when I would take my gift that she had offered me completely. I only hoped that it would be a good experience for both of us because I knew it would be for me.
I picked up her legs and pressed them down on her chest. Then I slowly started her panties down her hips and up her legs until they were off of her feet but her legs were flailing up in the air. I scooted closer to them and placed my hand down on her open crotch. I began massaging her between her legs, taking my fingers and gently rubbing along the outsides of her puffy little labia lips. I extended my reach downward until they went to the end of the lips and encircled her rose bud. She stiffened as I made contact but relaxed as I encouraged her with my soft soothing voice. Then I asked her to roll over and to stick her little butt straight up in the air.
She did what I asked and after I placed her knees far apart, I sat back to admire my work. What I saw took my breath away. It was the most erotic sight that I have ever seen. Sticking straight back at my hungry eyes was her wide open butt propped up by the backs of her two white legs that went down to the mattress and bent at the knees. They were at least 18 inches part and her hairy junction joined them in the middle. She had her face to one side as she laid it flat on the pillow to the right and her two breasts were swaying, there barely pressing into the mattress. Her lips were slightly separated as the fluids gathered at her opening and glistened in the light of bedroom. It was a sight that I will always remember.
I had to touch and caress her two lips that were begging for my attention so I placed my two fingers directly on each one and ran my touch up and back along their length. She shuttered a little but did not move from her erotic position. Again I ran them the full length up but allowed them to slide down her canal as I slowly drug them along until I stopped at her vaginal opening and to a detour inside of her opening. She gushed her fluids out of it, making my fingers nice and lubricated as they extended inward as far as they would reach and then while I was pulling them out, I pressed upward slightly and massaged her G-spot just for good luck.
She cried out as she switched sides of her face on the pillow and her tummy moved down a little causing her rear end to stick up even more. I withdrew my fingers from her glory hole, taking as much of her natural lubricant with them as I could and moved up to her puckered rosebud. I encircled it couple of times, smearing her fluids around the edge and into its opening a little, and then I made a trial run up her anus by inserting my finger into her rectum and moving it around. She held her breath in anticipation and tightened up her muscles down there around her anus. I told her to relax and enjoy it the best that she could and she did relax a little as I reached for the jar of Vaseline.
I dug out a blob with my finger and aimed it towards her anus. I poked the finger fully into her rectum and ran it completely around, spreading the lubricant all over the opening and as deep into the confines as my finger would reach. I then took another blob on my finger and spread it all around the head of my cock and when I was satisfied that I was finished lubing up, I asked her, “Are you ready?” She answered back, “Uh huh,” and I proceeded to her opening.
I slid my cock head right into the rose bud with no problem at all but it soon met the restrictive presence of her sphincter muscle. The lubricant was only partly helpful with this obstruction but with a little persistence on my part when applying pressure and the guts of one little woman, it finally open wide to allow the intruder access to her soft colon and the treasure that were found in there. Her sphincter acted like a girdle around my cock, binding it tightly as it made its way in and out of her lovely rectum, causing much enjoyment for her and a tantalizingly tight fit for me. I began to hump her tiny little ass and soon was slapping my balls against her butt in a forceful rhythm that increased along with our arousal.
My right hand went down and grabbed her right breast and gave it a not so gentle of a squeeze but she was lost in the pleasure that I was causing down below and she didn’t even vocalize any pain that I was sure that I was causing her. She just continued to rock and push back into my pumping as I started to build up to my release.
I switched my hand assault from her breast to between her legs and was soon massaging her clitoris that was hanging free of her hooded protector. She screamed out in pleasure as she began the writhe about in her excitement and I kept my finger right on her spot, simulating her little love button more with every touch I made on it. She began to groan out loudly as I concentrated all of my manual attention to her node and my pelvic attention to her ass and my mental attention to holding back my immanent orgasm.
Her fluids were pooling on the sheets down between her knees as she reached higher and higher towards her orgasm, her first one she had ever had that was from anal stimulation. It was not only her first anal orgasm but one of her greatest of all time. She was building higher and higher until she could not build it any more. She suddenly jerked herself forward, landing flat on her chest and stomach with her rear end sticking straight up in the air. She was ramming her hips back into every thrust of my cock that was buried deep into her bowels. She started to scream out her pleasure just as I shot my first load deep up her rectum. She was wildly thrashing about under my weight as I continued to pump my sperm into her. Her voice was so low in tone that I hardly recognized it as coming from her but I knew that it was because with every loud scream came a deliciously warm sensation from her sphincter.
I finally shot my last rope out of my cock as her hips went limp down on the mattress signaling her surrender to her orgasm. All she could do was to whimper as my weight kept my deflating cock buried up her ass. When finally her sphincter spit out the limp noodle, it smeared the combined fluids and lubricants all over between her two cheeks as she groaned a disapproving little sigh and then went silent. I rolled off and laid there beside of her panting. I had one of the best orgasms of my life and I had my little Chloe to thank for it, that and that wonderful little rose bud that she had given me as a token of her love.
I lay there on my back, trying to catch my breath, thinking about what I had just experienced and who had made it possible. My God, the love of this girl for me must be immense and all I could do was to take advantage of this love and give back nothing in return. “What are you afraid of, Chris?” I kept asking myself. “Are you afraid that she will break your heart just like her mother did? Are you afraid to give her your heart, afraid of declaring your love for her? What’s wrong with you, you know that you love her, why can’t you say so? She just gave you the last thing that she possible could, her virginity, albeit her anal virginity, but it was something of importance. It’s not like every woman has given up that last piece of themselves and to give it as a token of her love for you, well, that’s something very special indeed.
I rolled over and laid my head on her shoulder blade so I could hear her heart beating in its rhythmic beat. I wondered what she felt in this beating organ that they call a heart. Was it really love? Was it this love real and did she have it just for me? I suddenly felt this sensation come over me, them warmth that emanated from deep down inside of my chest. I had to say it; I had to express my feelings. I whispered softly into her back, “Chloe, I love you. I really do love you.”
She sighed but didn’t move. Her eyes were closed but a simple little smile crossed her face and I knew that she had heard my declaration. I had said it; I had told her that I loved her and I now knew that I really did. I had for a long time but refused to acknowledge it but now I didn’t have to worry about anything as long as my Chloe never leaves my side I will be happy.

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Love in the Last Frontier, Part 3

We traveled down to the end of the peninsula to the fishing town of Homer where we experienced a wonderful fish and chips lunch made from the fresh caught Halibut that came in that day from the fishing boats. Now I’ve had lots of fish and chips from all over the world but I can honestly say that none can compare to the delicious meal that I had that day at Captain Patty’s down on the spit. It was superb in its portions, taste and texture and although it wasn’t cheap, it was the most wonderful meal of its kind that I have ever had.
The views of the inlet were amazing with the volcanoes so close that you felt that you could almost reach out and touch them. The sun reflected off the salty water and made it seem almost tropical in its temperature. We stayed there for most of the afternoon, walking along the shops on the spit and taking photos of the surroundings but by 5:30 or so, we decided to head back towards Kenai and take the time to rest up a little from all of the lack of sleep we had endured the last couple of nights.
I allowed Chloe to demonstrate her domestic skills by fixing us a fine dinner and after a walk around the area, we decided to settle in for the evening and get ready for bed. Chloe walked out of the bedroom wearing her pajamas as my eyes fixated upon her luscious bodily attributes. There was nothing distinctive in what she was wearing; just your typical pair of long pajama bottoms and a tee shirt style top, but I couldn’t take my eyes off of her as she slyly walked over to where I was still sitting.
She noticed my look and asked, “What are you looking at?” and blushed.
“I’m looking at the most beautiful creature that God ever created,” I said looking directly into her beautiful blue eyes.
She blushed again and broke off her gaze to look down into her lap. I reached out with my fingers and gently touched her chin. I raised her head up to look into my eyes and told her, “Chloe, you really are beautiful you know and I am a lucky fellow just to be seen with you, much less, spending the night with you. I just wanted to tell you that and to say that I hope you are having as good of time as I am.”
She looked down again as she said softly, “I’m having a wonderful time up here and I want to thank you for inviting me along. I know that you didn’t have to.”
I continued to appraise this lovely young woman that I had rescued from her mother’s boyfriend a couple of weeks back and had asked to come up here on this scooting trip to Alaska. I knew of her skills in photography so I also knew that she could be of great help working as my assistant for the commission that I had accepted. But I really hadn’t expected her to be so beautiful.
Chloe was a short little thing, being no more than 5’ a couple of inches and tipping the scales at around 100 or 105. Her long blond hair had a natural wave in it that curled up just a little as it cascaded down to her slim little shoulders and framed nicely her delicate facial features. Her perfectly shaped body curved out at her breast line just enough to tell the observer that her breasts were soft yet firm and nicely sized to fit her petite body. She was thin through her waistline but her hips flared out just enough to frame her nice athletically shaped rear end. Her legs, when you could see them, were equally athletic, showing one the trimness and muscles of a runner yet the delicateness of a model. All in all, she was not bad to look at.
I could tell instantly that she was not wearing a bra under her pajamas by the slight sway of her breasts as she walked and the pointy ends of them protruding through her shirt. As she sat down beside me on the love seat, she turned to face me and drew up her legs and crossed them Indian style. Her bottoms were plenty loose fitting as they bagged in the crotch but I silently hoped that before the night was over, I would know if she was wearing anything under them.
She leaned over to unbutton my shirt as she shyly stated, “Let me help you take your shirt off.”
I sat back and allowed her nimble fingers to work their magic and before long she was pushing my shirt off of my shoulders and tossing it aside. Then she reached for my belt and attempted to unbuckle it, but because I was sitting, she just couldn’t undo the silly thing. I grinned and stood up before her as she scooted around to face me where I stood. She not only unbuckled my belt but unbuttoned my jeans, unzipped my fly and had them down to my knees before I knew what happened. She looked up into my eyes and smiled a very seductive smile and then lowered her gaze and proceeded to remove my boxers down to join my jeans at the floor. My cock started to swell and increase in size as she helped me step out of my clothes. I stood back up totally naked right in front of my seated lover as her hand went out and gently cradled my cock as she again looked up into my eyes.
It had now grown into an erect pole and as she opened her mouth up wide and stuck out her tongue, she turned my cock up to lick the full length of its under side. The look in her eyes told me that she was loving this attention she was giving me and she wasn’t about to stop anytime soon. She smiled at me when she had reached the end and then moved it to one side and applied her tongue again to the full length of it, finally flicking the tip with her tongue. She repeated the process on the other side and then on the top, licking the whole length and settling on the tip. Finally she looked again into my eyes and then down at my now rock hard cock, opened her mouth wide and put it in between her lips as far as it would go.
When it reached the back of her tongue, she closed her lips, sucked down hard on it and drug her lips the entire way out, sucking in on her cheeks as it went. I almost died as my knees started to buckle. She took it out of her mouth and licked around the head for awhile before she opened up again and this time took just the head into her mouth and licked and sucked the very life out of it. I touched her on the shoulder and said, “Oh Chloe, I’ve got to sit back down before you suck the living daylights out of me.” She scooted off the loveseat to the floor as she allowed me to sit in the very spot where she had just sat. I scooted my rear to the very edge of the seat and then lay back down so my neck was the only part of me touching the back.
She had full access to my open crotch as her hand began to stroke my flag pole and her lips covered my head. She was devouring my cock-head with her mouth and was pumping my shaft with her right hand but her left hand was busy fondling my balls. With her gentle caress, she fondled them tenderly while taking my cock down into her oral cavity and drawing it out through her puckered lips. She took a second to wet her finger with her saliva and then placed it back down between my legs as she sought out my anus. When she found it, she circled around it a few times and then penetrated the opening and pushed it up to touch my prostate. I went wild with excitement when she touched and massaged the tender love gland in my rectum.
I suddenly felt that urge start to brew deep down in my loins and I knew that my time was about up, so I tried to sit back up to let my darling know that I was about to spew, but she would have none of it. She pushed me back down and redoubled her efforts with her mouth, taking it all the way back against her throat and out through her sucking lips and tongue. Her actions only intensified my need to explode so in only a couple more pumps of her mouth, it started to twitch and jerk and then it exploded deep within her mouth and down her throat.
I shot and shot some more; rope after rope of my hot, sticky fluids down my lovers throat. The feeling of it erupting only made her suck even harder on it as she continued to massage my prostate. I had almost blocked her manual insertion up my rectum when I found myself shooting my load and my legs were sticking out as straight as a board.
“Oh my God!” I kept yelling, begging for her to continue sucking on my spewing cock. “Oh my God Chloe, swallow my cum down your throat! Oh my God!” I kept up my spewing for a long time before it started to subside, but that didn’t mean that I had lost all desire to satisfy the one who caused the spewing. I managed to sit all the way up this time as she removed her cum filled mouth from my deflating cock. I hooked my hands under her arms and forced her to her feet. I grabbed her pajama bottom with both hands and ripped them down to her ankles exposing her bare pussy patch that was leaking out its hole from all of the excitement.
“Chris, I wanted this to be just for you,” Chloe pleaded. “Please can it be just about what you want?”
“I want you!” I said in reply. “I want to taste you! I want to ram it in your pussy! I want to cum all over you!”
She was silent as I took her to her back and ripped the bottoms off of her feet. I fell down between her legs and reached up with my lips to give her a deep passionate kiss. I could taste my own juices still in her mouth and the thought of where it came made me want to kiss her all the more. I opened my mouth and poked my tongue into hers as far and as hard as I could. The more I tasted and more that I wanted. I was crazed with lust and I was about to fulfill my lustful desires.
I grabbed her legs and pushed them high over her head. I forcefully spread them apart as wide as I could and looked down into her full waiting junction. I could plainly see her two puffy lips tightly lying against each other under the protecting cover of pubic hair and below, her puckered little rose bud. The sight of this made my mind go back to my own anal experience and my desire seemed to explode. I threw my tongue down upon it, trying to penetrate the opening with the pointy end but the sphincter was too strong to allow any entrance by my tongue. But I did manage to apply enough saliva to it that I thought something else could enter.
My mind was crazed with lust and was not working right so I aimed my cock right its entrance and was so tempted to plunge it forward. But only for her pleading cry not to enter her there kept it safe from my enraged cock. Instead I plunged it into her other hole and as it went all the way, the air escaped from her lungs in an unworldly grunt. My hands were under her top and roughly squeezing her breasts as I pulled it out and rammed it back with all the force that I could muster. I repeated my assault on this beauty over and over without any letup for minutes. I was out of juices but my cock remained rock hard with desire.
She was building very rapidly as I continued to saw into her vaginal opening. I was ramming it into her tender wanting pussy with avenges, not letting up for anything. I was on my tip toes laying against her spread out legs, making contact with just her pussy and my cock sliding in and out of her. It was going in the full length and hitting her cervix with every stroke and as it neared she started to scream with expectations.
“Oh my god,” she kept repeating over and over. “I’m cumming, I’m cumming, I’M CUMMMINGGG!!!” she finally yelled at the top of her lungs, spewing her feminine juices all over the place. She was thrashing around, begging me to quit but I kept up my assault. I was starting to feel my release building again and I didn’t want it to end quite yet. But her cries became demands as she squirmed out from under me and I had to pull out. I began to jerk myself off because I was so close and then I erupted into a splashing gush of flying semen because I had no sperm left to ejaculate.
I pointed my cock right at my lover and let it fly. I spewed it all over her from her face to her crotch, splashing my fluids repeatedly between her legs, up her stomach, on her pajama top and on her face and mouth. I was crying out loud as I spewed, trying to extract all of the pent up emotions that had been build deep within my very fiber. And as I sent my last squirt oozing out of my hole, I collapsed my body down on my tiny little lover to pass into another world of exhaustion.
I awoke about two hours later all alone of the loveseat. I was stiff and a little sore from scrunching up on the tiny seat so I walked into the bedroom to stretch out and cuddle with Chloe. As I slid in next to her, I felt her bare little butt and placed my deflated cock right next to it. She cooed a little but I could tell by her rhythmic breathing that she was fast asleep. I slightly whispered into her ear, “I think I’m beginning to fall for you Chloe and I don’t know what to do.” She didn’t answer me out right but made a pleasant noise and scooted back into my caress. I went right back to sleep and had the most wonderful dreams in the world.
The next day we visited the town of Seward and checked on a “must see” voyage on a chartered boat to the Kenai Fiord National Park. Neal has more or less insisted that we hit that spot if not this trip, then definitely the next one. It boasts the most wondrous sights in all of the Kenai and I really wanted to take the ride but we couldn’t make the arrangements for now so I arranged a tour for our next visit.
We looked around the quaint little town for most of the afternoon but finally headed back towards Anchorage just in time to miss the afternoon traffic of the big city. To make sure that we didn’t get there until after the rush hour, we took a detour up the Hope to explore that old fishing village and on the view the Portage glacier near the tiny town of Whittier. After stopping at the two destinations to take a few photos, we traveled around Turnabout Arm of the Cook’s Inlet to our stop in Anchorage for the night. I wanted to check in with Neal and to see if he had any other suggestion for us before heading out towards Fairbanks and I caught him just as he was heading home for the night. He suggested that we meet him for dinner right after we got checked into a campsite for the evening so at around 8 that evening, we met up at his favorite restaurant.
Chloe wanted an excuse to dress up so I put on my slacks, a button shirt and real, honest to God dress shoes and socks. Chloe got dressed in the summer dress that I insisted that she buy back in Minnesota and when she walked out in it, I almost couldn’t breathe she looked so fine. It was a simple dress made from silk or rayon or some other clinging type fabric that was cut in the front in a square cut that was not revealing in the slightest. But under that loosely cut bodice that was held up by two thin spaghetti straps was the two most wonderful things that I could ever imagine. She couldn’t wear a bra because of the thin little straps that held up the top and the arms were cut too low to hide a strapless bra from view. So, that left the best thing in the world for me anyway, a bra less dress that clung to the wearer’s breasts and that wearer just happened to be my Chloe.
We were sitting at the restaurant when Neal made his appearance and as he approached us, his eyes went directly to Chloe’s breast line and he stammered out his greetings. Chloe blushed a little, knowing where he was looking and I had to hide my laugh as I shock his hand and retook my seat. His eyes continued to betray his feelings as they darted back and forth between her eyes and her breasts, but she didn’t seem to mind after awhile and I think she started to enjoy his attention.
But his roaming eyes started to get to me. “Hey, I’m the one who got the commission, not my assistant. Don’t you think that you should be talking to me?” I thought.
I had to ask him several times where he would recommend that we should go to get some good photos but I just couldn’t keep his attention more than a second or two. It was the longest meal that I had to endure for some time so when I got tired of all of the attention being placed on Chloe, I excused myself from the table to go to the restroom, got up and walked around to Chloe’s chair, bent down and kissed her right on the lips and said out loud to her, “Can I get you anything while I’m up, Sweetheart?”
She looked kind of shocked at first but answered, “No but thanks for asking Dear.”
When I got back, Neal’s entire demeanor had changed as he was sitting back in his chair speaking very casually to Chloe instead of glued to every word that she said. I got my point across to him and I only hoped that Chloe knew what I was doing.
We said our goodbyes as we walked out of the restaurant and headed back to the RV. Chloe was clinging to my arm and I didn’t know if it was for Neal’s benefit or not but she didn’t let it go until we got to the rig and I opened the door. She led the way into our little home and when I followed, she turned around and put her arms around my neck and almost laughed out loud. “Can I get you anything while I’m up, Sweetheart?” she said in a mocking tone.
“Well, damn it, I got tired of having that ass hole checking out your boobs all the time, I mean, hell, he wasn’t even trying to hide the fact that he was staring right at them,” I exclaimed in a mild rage.
“Well, I do declare, Christopher, are you a bit jealous of little ol’ me?” she asked, batting her eyelids, trying to do her best Scarlett O’Hara impersonation.
I looked down into those beautiful blue eyes that were flashing her enjoyment of the situation and melted into their deep pool of laughter. I suddenly bent down, took her in my arms a pressed into the most sensuous kiss that I could muster. My hands drew her into my chest as my lips separated to accept her probing tongue, our lips melted into one other.
My hands went down to her firm little rear end and I grasped on to her cheeks with both hands. She broke off the kiss and looked up at me and then she said, “Chris, I love you so much.”
I thought for just a second and said, “Chloe, I’m starting to fall for you too and I don’t know how to act. I don’t know, but damn it, all I want to do is hold you and kiss you and…”
She looked into my eyes and said, “And what, make love to me?”
“Oh yes Chloe, make love with you over and over, all the time. I want to kiss you all over and touch you all over…God Chloe, I want you right now,” I said in an exacerbated voice. “I want you Chloe, I want you.”
She threw her arms around my neck again and pressed her crotch into mine and said, “Then take me Chris. I’ve never wanted anyone else as bad as I’ve wanted you. I’m yours, forever.”
I put my arms around her waist and pressed gently on her back. I looked into her eyes and smiled as I said, “Well, since you are mine, I don’t have to hurry now do I. So I can take my time with loving you. I can take all the time in the world, can’t I?”
She smiled back and looked sheepishly into my eyes and then whispered softly, “Well, I don’t know about taking that long because I may need you before you need me.”
“That will never happen,” I said bending down to give her a kiss on the lips. It started as a gentle kiss but as I pressed my lips into hers, I began to kiss her with my lips open slightly and then with them opened wide. We soon were kissing passionately with open mouths and our tongues were exploring each other mouths. My hands were all over her back and soon were on her ass again, this time grabbing and fondling with my fingers.
I scooted my hands down her skirt and as I pulled up with my hands, the shirt began to rise up her ass. The hem was up to just below her panties and with my next grope, they were right on the silky material that covered her rear end. I would have gasped if it weren’t for the fact that my mouth was full of her tongue and when my hand touched her panties, she scooted her crotch right up against mine. I knew that she could feel my hardening cock as she pressed into it because she started to rub up her crotch hard into it.
I squeezed and kneaded her cheeks with my two hands as I stuck my fingers inside of both of her leg holes. She squeezed her cheeks together as I ran them down between her legs as she mashed her lips into mine. I could feel the moisture as it started to secrete from her vagina and I wanted to touch and see just where it was coming from. But first I had to touch her all over.
I ran my hands up over her panties to the small of her back and then back down to the elastic of her waistband. I inserted just the tip of my fingers and ran them around a little before I moved them up to her back. They reached the top of her dress, and as I pulled it away from the skin on her back, I unzipped the back with my other hand that was still on the outside of the garment. It opened up to my hand on the inside and then, taking it by the two straps, I slowly and gently removed them from her soft white shoulders. I stood back a bit, allowing it to fall away, freeing her two wondrous globes from the silky material that had been covering them. It continued its fall down to her tummy and then to her hips. It stopped there for just a second and then it went all the way to the floor.
She was wearing white shear panties, the kind that were so thin that you could see everything that they were suppose to cover. Her knees were tightly placed together when her dress gathered at her ankles. My eyes were glued to the lightly colored triangle that shown through the fabric right at her junction. I must have gasped a little because her knees locked into a protective stance just before I reached out to touch her at that very place.
Now it was her time to gasp as I made contact. It was just with my finger tip but you would have thought that I touched her with a cattle prod. She jumped back and gave me a shocked little smile and then reached out with her hand and cupped my fingers right on her pussy. She separated her knees just a little and it was enough to allow me to stretch my fingers deep between her legs and settle them right at the source of her moisture.
She closed her eyes as she melted into my fingers. I moved my touch deeper into her junction as her legs began to separate even more. There was no double crotch material in her panties, so I was touching the thin, see-thru fabric that separated my touch from her hair covered labia lips and I could feel them shudder under my touch. She began to coo just a little as I pressed my finger tip between her lips to the very source of her fluids. She reached up to grab me by my shoulders as she fought for her balance, then I said to her, “Do you want to go into the bedroom?” She didn’t say a word but took me by the hand and led me into the room.
When we got there, Chloe turned and had me sit on the edge of the bed. She knelt down and started to remove my shoes and socks while I unbuttoned my shirt. I then stood up and we both removed my slacks and finally my underwear. Chloe stood up in front of me looking strangely into my eyes as she asked me, “Chris, can I ask you a question? Please don’t laugh because I really want to give you something and I want to make sure that you will take it.”
Her question caused me to raise my eyebrow as well as my curiosity so I told her that she could ask me anything. She swallowed hard and then sat down beside of me. She looked a little nervous and I wondered what was on her mind but almost afraid to ask, judging by her anxiety. She started to speak slowly, not looking up from her hands folded demurely in her lap.
“Chris, you know that I love you and that I would do anything for you don’t you?” she began. I acknowledged the question with a nod but still wondering what in the world she had on her mind.
“I want to give you something, something that I can give only to one person, ever,” she continued to stare down into her lap. As she slowly looked up into my face, she continued to speak. “I can’t give my virginity because, well, you know. And besides, I’ve enjoyed sex with you so many times already. But I can give you one thing, it’s kind of like my virginity but it’s different. But if I give it to you, you have to promise to stop if it hurts me too much. I’m asking you to put it in my hole down there, you know, my butt hole.”
I was shocked and relieved all at the same time. My gosh did she know what she was saying? I almost shoved it in her tight little anus last night and I only stopped because she begging not to go there. And now she inviting me to take her anal virginity and what can I say but “Hell yes!”
“Chloe, are you sure?” I had to ask out of concern for my darling little lover but, all the while, I hoped that she would say yes. And when she did, I reassured her that I would be careful and I would pull out at the first sign of discomfort on her part.
She continued to sit there with her hands folded in her lap saying nothing. She was obviously nervous about what she had just aaaasked me and very anxious and unsure of how to get it going. I suddenly thought about the Vaseline that I had brought with me to apply to my lips when they are dry and ran to the medicine cabinet in the bathroom. I emerged a second later holding the jar nervously in my hand and gave it to her saying, “Here this might help a little.”
She took it in her hand and then looked up into my eyes with this “Now what” look in them and smiled a nervous little smile. I leaned over and gave her a nice little kiss on the lips that turned into a mad passionate session of oral exploration on both of our parts. The ice was broken as our hands began to hold, press and force each other into a reclining position and then my hands found their way down to her crotch.
I began to rub her pussy lips through the thin covering of her panties and soon I was feeling her juices as they escaped down below. She was panting now with anticipation and lust and I hoped for the moment in time that was rapidly approaching when I would take my gift that she had offered me completely. I only hoped that it would be a good experience for both of us because I knew it would be for me.
I picked up her legs and pressed them down on her chest. Then I slowly started her panties down her hips and up her legs until they were off of her feet but her legs were flailing up in the air. I scooted closer to them and placed my hand down on her open crotch. I began massaging her between her legs, taking my fingers and gently rubbing along the outsides of her puffy little labia lips. I extended my reach downward until they went to the end of the lips and encircled her rose bud. She stiffened as I made contact but relaxed as I encouraged her with my soft soothing voice. Then I asked her to roll over and to stick her little butt straight up in the air.
She did what I asked and after I placed her knees far apart, I sat back to admire my work. What I saw took my breath away. It was the most erotic sight that I have ever seen. Sticking straight back at my hungry eyes was her wide open butt propped up by the backs of her two white legs that went down to the mattress and bent at the knees. They were at least 18 inches part and her hairy junction joined them in the middle. She had her face to one side as she laid it flat on the pillow to the right and her two breasts were swaying, there barely pressing into the mattress. Her lips were slightly separated as the fluids gathered at her opening and glistened in the light of bedroom. It was a sight that I will always remember.
I had to touch and caress her two lips that were begging for my attention so I placed my two fingers directly on each one and ran my touch up and back along their length. She shuttered a little but did not move from her erotic position. Again I ran them the full length up but allowed them to slide down her canal as I slowly drug them along until I stopped at her vaginal opening and to a detour inside of her opening. She gushed her fluids out of it, making my fingers nice and lubricated as they extended inward as far as they would reach and then while I was pulling them out, I pressed upward slightly and massaged her G-spot just for good luck.
She cried out as she switched sides of her face on the pillow and her tummy moved down a little causing her rear end to stick up even more. I withdrew my fingers from her glory hole, taking as much of her natural lubricant with them as I could and moved up to her puckered rosebud. I encircled it couple of times, smearing her fluids around the edge and into its opening a little, and then I made a trial run up her anus by inserting my finger into her rectum and moving it around. She held her breath in anticipation and tightened up her muscles down there around her anus. I told her to relax and enjoy it the best that she could and she did relax a little as I reached for the jar of Vaseline.
I dug out a blob with my finger and aimed it towards her anus. I poked the finger fully into her rectum and ran it completely around, spreading the lubricant all over the opening and as deep into the confines as my finger would reach. I then took another blob on my finger and spread it all around the head of my cock and when I was satisfied that I was finished lubing up, I asked her, “Are you ready?” She answered back, “Uh huh,” and I proceeded to her opening.
I slid my cock head right into the rose bud with no problem at all but it soon met the restrictive presence of her sphincter muscle. The lubricant was only partly helpful with this obstruction but with a little persistence on my part when applying pressure and the guts of one little woman, it finally open wide to allow the intruder access to her soft colon and the treasure that were found in there. Her sphincter acted like a girdle around my cock, binding it tightly as it made its way in and out of her lovely rectum, causing much enjoyment for her and a tantalizingly tight fit for me. I began to hump her tiny little ass and soon was slapping my balls against her butt in a forceful rhythm that increased along with our arousal.
My right hand went down and grabbed her right breast and gave it a not so gentle of a squeeze but she was lost in the pleasure that I was causing down below and she didn’t even vocalize any pain that I was sure that I was causing her. She just continued to rock and push back into my pumping as I started to build up to my release.
I switched my hand assault from her breast to between her legs and was soon massaging her clitoris that was hanging free of her hooded protector. She screamed out in pleasure as she began the writhe about in her excitement and I kept my finger right on her spot, simulating her little love button more with every touch I made on it. She began to groan out loudly as I concentrated all of my manual attention to her node and my pelvic attention to her ass and my mental attention to holding back my immanent orgasm.
Her fluids were pooling on the sheets down between her knees as she reached higher and higher towards her orgasm, her first one she had ever had that was from anal stimulation. It was not only her first anal orgasm but one of her greatest of all time. She was building higher and higher until she could not build it any more. She suddenly jerked herself forward, landing flat on her chest and stomach with her rear end sticking straight up in the air. She was ramming her hips back into every thrust of my cock that was buried deep into her bowels. She started to scream out her pleasure just as I shot my first load deep up her rectum. She was wildly thrashing about under my weight as I continued to pump my sperm into her. Her voice was so low in tone that I hardly recognized it as coming from her but I knew that it was because with every loud scream came a deliciously warm sensation from her sphincter.
I finally shot my last rope out of my cock as her hips went limp down on the mattress signaling her surrender to her orgasm. All she could do was to whimper as my weight kept my deflating cock buried up her ass. When finally her sphincter spit out the limp noodle, it smeared the combined fluids and lubricants all over between her two cheeks as she groaned a disapproving little sigh and then went silent. I rolled off and laid there beside of her panting. I had one of the best orgasms of my life and I had my little Chloe to thank for it, that and that wonderful little rose bud that she had given me as a token of her love.
I lay there on my back, trying to catch my breath, thinking about what I had just experienced and who had made it possible. My God, the love of this girl for me must be immense and all I could do was to take advantage of this love and give back nothing in return. “What are you afraid of, Chris?” I kept asking myself. “Are you afraid that she will break your heart just like her mother did? Are you afraid to give her your heart, afraid of declaring your love for her? What’s wrong with you, you know that you love her, why can’t you say so? She just gave you the last thing that she possible could, her virginity, albeit her anal virginity, but it was something of importance. It’s not like every woman has given up that last piece of themselves and to give it as a token of her love for you, well, that’s something very special indeed.
I rolled over and laid my head on her shoulder blade so I could hear her heart beating in its rhythmic beat. I wondered what she felt in this beating organ that they call a heart. Was it really love? Was it this love real and did she have it just for me? I suddenly felt this sensation come over me, them warmth that emanated from deep down inside of my chest. I had to say it; I had to express my feelings. I whispered softly into her back, “Chloe, I love you. I really do love you.”
She sighed but didn’t move. Her eyes were closed but a simple little smile crossed her face and I knew that she had heard my declaration. I had said it; I had told her that I loved her and I now knew that I really did. I had for a long time but refused to acknowledge it but now I didn’t have to worry about anything as long as my Chloe never leaves my side I will be happy.

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Jyll Part 4

Chapter Four.
It felt like a lot longer of a drive home then it really was. I had two beautiful naked vixens in the front seat, Lisa sitting on Jyll’s lap, gabbing away like they have been best friends for years, covered in sand (which I’m pretty sure I would be cleaning out of my car for months). The conversation started out with Lisa’s pierced nipples and then turned to how long Jyll and I had been together. That’s where it got interesting as Jyll explained that I was her mother’s boyfriend and she had come up to help with the store so her mom could go see her out of town doctor, yadda yadda yadda… No there is no incest. Yes she’s always had a thing for me but was always scared. Then I gave her the best fucking of her life….. yadda yadda yadda. Lisa’s head kept flipping around looking at Jyll and then me with each juicy revelation. Throat fuck….. Came in my ass….. Deeper than any other guy….. Passed out….
Finally I pulled into the driveway and shut off my car. I think we all took a good look around before we made a mad, naked, laughing dash towards gate to the backyard and its relative safety from prying eyes. A couple of years back I installed a bar, grill, outdoor shower and hot tub. Kind of an outdoor man cave complete with music and high def TV.
We washed the sand and other crap off us from the lake. I fired up the hot tub and Lisa and I hopped in. Jyll made a line right for the bar where she started opening cabinet doors.
“Where the fuck is all the alcohol?”
“Let me ask you this. If you had an outdoor bar would you leave the alcohol outside?” I replied.
“Good point. I’m going to run inside and get us something to drink.”
Once Jyll retreated inside, Lisa laid her head on my shoulder and began to softly rub my chest and toy with my nipples. “Can I ask you something? She said.
“Sure.”
With an almost innocent sound to her voice, “are you going to try and fuck me in the ass?”
“Do you want me to?”
“I think so. I mean I’ve never had a man in, you know, my ass before.”
I thought for a second about that last statement. “What have you had in your ass?”
If you could feel someone blush this was that moment.
Using the same voice, “Sometimes when I rub myself I like to slid my finger in my ass when I cum. A couple of times I used my little vibrator and then there was Jyll’s finger….. Never a man.”
Wow. I can only assume Jyll had her finger in Lisa’s ass when they were locked in that 69. Hell of a mental image. “I probably will but if you don’t want it just stop me.”
She nodded.
Jyll came back out carrying a bottle of Chopin shove in a bucket of ice and a trio of shot glasses. My camera bag was slung over her shoulder. “Well don’t you two look comfy,” she said. “I think you’re going to be well taken care of when I leave. Just don’t fucking forget about me. You were mine first.”
Lisa motioned towards the bag. “Whats that for?”
“That’s for him silly,” Jyll replied. “I want him to have something to jerk to when you’re not available.”
Jyll handed out the first round of the vodka before sliding in the hot tub and taking up the opposite side of Lisa. The vodka was ice cold and perfect. The nude women were better. After a few rounds Jyll announced that she wanted Lisa to herself for a while and suggested I keep myself busy with my camera. I pretty much got kicked out of the tub. I pulled the Nikon from its bag and quickly set it up. They were already kissing, and honestly, how many times is a guy going to get to photograph two beautiful women half his age going at it.
Jyll was surprisingly gentle with her. Not the aggressiveness she has used on me. The kisses were soft. Hands on Lisa’s cheeks, cradling her face. Tongues didn’t dance past the teeth. Jyll’s touch was light. Sliding down over Lisa’s breasts and under the waterline. When her hand reached Lisa’s lips and clit her body arched up out of the water revealing two of Jyll’s fingers buried deep inside before slowly dropping back into the water while Jyll’s mouth found Lisa’s nipples.
Lisa’s hands woke up. One hand’s fingers entwining in Jyll’s hair and the other going after one of those wonderful breasts. She took control, firmly but not aggressively, but pulling Jyll up for a much more passionate, deep kiss. Lisa lifted herself out of the water and sat herself on the edge. Lisa guided Jyll’s mouth down to her shaved mound and lips. I watched as Jyll hungrily devoured Lisa expertly using her tongue and fingers to bring Lisa to a shattering orgasm. All this time I was taking photo after photo.
I was in heaven.
Lisa planted another deep kiss on Jyll, tasting herself, before breaking the kiss and stating, “my turn.” Leading Jyll by the hair over to one of the hot tub jets, she bent her over it. Still holding her hair she ran her free hand down her back, over her ass, pausing to lightly tap one of her fingers on her asshole. I heard Jyll gasp. Clearly Jyll’s ass is one of her favorite places to be violated. Lisa’s fingers continued down. I could tell when Lisa’s long, slender fingers slid inside Jyll. Jyll’s expression changed to ecstasy and her eyes glazed over. I knew that look well. The combination of Lisa’s fingers and the hot tub jet was quickly pushing Jyll to an orgasm. Her breath quickened and she grasped at the deck boards.
“Do you like that?” Lisa teased.
“Oh fuck YES.”
“Do you want more?”
“God YESSSSSS,” Jyll hissed.
Shooting pictures from the front I watched as Jyll’s mouth fell open and she gasped for air. I had no idea what Lisa was doing to Jyll but whatever it was she was doing it right. Jyll panted out her first hot tub orgasm not by screaming…. no sound came out. She held her breath. Suddenly she gasped again and began sucking in air. Her muscles remained tight and she continued to claw at the deck. Another orgasm was coming soon.
Lisa asked again, “do you want more?”
“Fuck yesssssssssss” Jyll hissed.
Again suddenly Jyll was immediately rocked with another orgasm. For a second I thought she was going to pass out. There was even a few minutes when I stopped shooting pictures in wonder of what was happening before me. I have never seen a woman rocked by orgasms like this.
When Jyll’s breathing returned Lisa asked one more time “do you want more?”
Jyll mumbled and “un huh” as she weekly nodded.
Jyll tensed again and looked right in my eye and said “Oh my god it feels so good.”
Lisa looked at me, “Put your camera down for a second. I need you to hold her shoulders so I can turn her around.”
I of course complied and steadied Jyll’s shoulders. Lisa released her grip on Jyll’s hair and took one of Jyll’s legs and slung it up over her shoulders while kneeling in the tub. Jyll was pretty limp with ecstasy. With Jyll facing the other way, her back to me, ass facing the jet, Lisa asked me to help her up and sit her on the edge of the tub. When Jyll came out of the water and we got her in a sitting position I looked down to be greeted with an unexpected sight. I grabbed my camera and began shooting again. Lisa had her entire hand inside Jyll, just past her wrist. Jyll looked down at herself impaled on Lisa and then back into Lisa’s eyes with a sly grin on her lips.
“Ready?” Lisa asked.
Jyll reclined back propping herself up on her elbows before nodding.
Lisa began working her hand back and forth quickly while wiggling her fingers, never coming out past her wrist. The effect on Jyll was instant. She collapsed back and began shaking, arched her back, her skin flushed and she gasped for air. Mid orgasm Lisa suddenly pulled her hand out and locked her mouth over Jyll’s clit. It was by far the most intense orgasm I have ever seen. It left Jyll spent by the time it was over. She just laid there, chest rising and falling as she worked air into her lungs.
Lisa turned to look at me.
“And you’re worried about a guy’s cock in your ass?” I asked.
“I wont be in a few minutes.”
She waded over to me and took my camera away setting it on the desk before smiling at me and pushing me down into a sitting position in the tub. Lisa turned around. I was staring at the perfect ass of a beautiful red head. She looked over her shoulder at me. “Lube me up lover,” and bend over, hands on her knees. Leaning forward I licked her from lips to ass. Hearing a soft moan I brought my hand up and used my thumb to rub her clit. Applying a liberal amount of saliva to her asshole I used my other hand to slide a finger inside. She is tight. Between working her clit with my thumb and the addition of more saliva I was able to get two fingers working in and out of her fairly easily.
“Enough” she said standing up. She took a step backwards. Using my hands on her back I helped steady her as she sat. Her ass disappeared into the water. I felt her hand grasp my cock, already hard in anticipation for what was about to happen, and guide it to the opening of her ass. Slowly she worked it around until I felt the head pop inside. She paused to let herself relax for a few second and then began working me in and out. She felt wonderful but after about five minutes she only had worked a few inches of me into her.
“I don’t know if I can fit all of you inside of me.”
“Sure you can” and with those three words uttered I placed my hands on her shoulders pushing her down while I arched up. My cock fully entered her in one steady firm motion. She screamed with a mixture of pleasure and pain.
“OH MY GOD! Wait wait wait…… don’t move.”
We sat there for a few seconds before she started grinding her ass against me. Finally she leaned back. I took the queue and placed my hands on her breasts and began moving my hips up and down, sliding in and out of her. She loosened up enough to start pushing back against me to meet my thrusts.
“God I never imagined it would feel so fucking good……….”
I looked up and saw Jyll sitting up watching with a lustful look in her eyes. I tilted my head to the side. She followed my motion to my camera and smiled. Pulling herself up she gingerly walked around the tub and picked up my Nikon before returning to her place across the tub from us to take some pictures. Lisa didn’t notice for several minutes what was happening. When she did she really turned on pushing down harder and quicker.
“I need you two out of the water.”
Obediently Lisa climbed off of me. I stood then sat my ass on the edge of the hot tub. Lisa stepped up the hot tub’s seating ledge and looked over at Jyll waiting for the word that she was ready. Suddenly I seemed to be in a porn shoot…. not that I minded. The camera began to click as Lisa lowered herself onto my waiting cock. This time she slid in easily right down to my balls slowly. Jyll took a lot of pictures. I leaned back and let Lisa take control riding my full hard shaft at her complete whim. Raising and slamming herself down, as quick as she could. Panting and moaning; almost a chant.
I felt a new sensation. I peeked around Lisa to find my camera sitting alone. Jyll had made her way between Lisa’s legs. The sensation is Jyll’s tongue working the base of my cock and my balls. Jyll stood and leaned into Lisa and whispered “do you want more?”
“Oh fuck me!”
Jyll just smiled at me as placed her hand over Lisa’s mound and began rubbing her clit. It had the same effect of turning on a turbo charger. She went into high gear with all the glory we call volume and rode me hard to the very end. When she came I swear I could feel her spasm as her pussy clamped down on the cock that was not in there. It sent me over the edge filling her ass with jets of my hot cum. We sat there for some time just gaining our composure before joining Jyll by sliding back into the water.
We didn’t bother with shot glasses anymore and just passed the bottle around. A happy, beautiful naked woman on either side of me.
Jyll broke the mood. “Mom texted me. She will be home tomorrow.”
None of us could hide our disappointment. “There will be more opportunities. We just have to be more careful,” I replied.

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JESINTA 7A – School Holidays

My name is Jesinta Jovanski. I am a 16 year old school girl, who is thinly built at (32-25-34); my breasts haven?t developed like most girls my age and am a B-cup. I am a brunette, with past my shoulder straight hair. Currently I have a live in arrangement with the school Vice-Principle aka Mr. Anderson aka VP. Also I have started experiencing a new relationship with my boxing trainer, Jim Broadbent aka Jimmy. I have drifted away from the biker club that I spent so much time with, while I was battling with my mother.

THE CRACK OF DAWN

THE CRACK OF DAWN
I’ve wanted to put this into writing for some time but I don’t really know how or where to start. So I’ll just plow right into it and try to tell the story of how the last few months have become the dirtiest, sleaziest, sluttiest, sex-filled and sex-fulfilled period of my life, and how good it all felt, the passion pumping, countless orgasms and doing so many things I’d never before dreamt of doing. And also how bad it felt at the same time, to learn I was such a fraud and a scuzzy tramp and nowhere near being the All-American mom with the All-American family.
First, a paragraph about me. My name is Dawn. Age forty-two, thin, 5’-5” tall, 120 pounds, nice perky tits that aren’t all that big but look pretty good, and the ass is nice and tight too, thanks to good genes and various workouts. Blond hair teased in a shoulder-length frizz, green eyes and long legs. I look more like early to mid-thirties, or so I’ve been told. I have two kids: Ryan, 22, and his sister Gina, 21. Their father and I divorced when they were in middle school. After Dad left we were a pretty close family unit, and Gina and Ryan were very close considering they had lots of the same friends and being so close in age. Gina looks like me, with similar size and shape and is a senior in college. Ryan is tall and athletic, with brown hair and gorgeous baby blue eyes, and is nearing the end of his studies to become an architect. With them off to different schools and me on my own, we’ve all drifted apart some in recent years.
I’ve dated a few men off and on, but there was never any magic and they usually didn’t click very well with the kids. Once the kids were off to college I dated a few younger guys but that got old pretty quick. I am a manager at an art museum and there is never a shortage of young bohemians who want to score with an older chick. But I have a hard time staying interested talking with a young person who can’t name the four Beatles.
So as you can see, for a number of years my life revolved around kids and work, and sex was often an afterthought. The story I’m about to tell you…how I entered this depraved, whorish, mad-fucking stage of my life…began a few months ago.

I have a friend named Ronni. There is only one way to describe Ronni: black and beautiful. She’s an inch or so taller than I, thin and athletic, and her tits put mine to shame, bigger versions sitting straight up firm and high. She also has a shoulder-length frizz, but hers is not created in a salon like mine, hers is what she calls ‘ebony chaos’. I find it stunning. I’ve known her for years, but we’ve become closer over time due to our similar interests. She works for one of the museum’s vendors so we’ve had plenty of interaction, which led to us seeing each other socially. She is also divorced and has a son who goes to college on a basketball scholarship.
One of the things I liked about Ronni from the start was that she was so easy to talk to. She didn’t have a man in her life…evidently her ex was a loser and she was glad to be rid of the man problem…so we bonded easily. We started meeting for a drink every week or two at a local pub and would talk about just about anything…it was okay to say anything to her and she’d be right there with me. We’d look at the young guys at the pub and quietly joke about them, were they any good in the sack, their penis size, their hideous shirt, the stupid hats they had on their heads backwards, whatever. We’d laugh at them and flirt with them at the same time, just harmless fun. We’d laugh it up, then say good night and go home.
We talked about everything. Relationships, family, ex-husbands, guys we’d dated, you name it. While I’d tried relationships with younger guys that didn’t work out, Ronni tended to just go the one-night stand route and just pick up a young guy when she was horny, get her needs taken care of and move on. Gradually as we became more comfortable with one another, not to mention a drink or two or three, the jokes about the young men we’d see at the pub became more and more graphic.
One night we were seated in a booth and saw a clean-cut, good looking kid at the bar checking us out. Tall, blond handsome type, big blue eyes. Joe College.
“You know what we ought to do?” she said. “Take that boy home and fuck his lights out.”
I was shocked when I heard her blurt this. It was new ground for us. “What? You can’t be serious,” I said. “He’s probably our sons’ age.”
“That don’t make no difference, girl,” she replied, shocked at my naïveté. “Every young man’s fantasy is to go to bed with two women. Shit, I bet that boy would go home with us right now and agree to paint my house if he could fuck the two of us!”
I felt myself blushing, so I took a gulp of my drink. “You have to be kidding, that boy?”
“Could be that boy, could be another, whoever. I’m just saying. You want to take him back to your place, have our way?”
Ronni could tell I was embarrassed. She said, “Oh girl, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable. It’s just here we are, two hot lookin’ salt and pepper cougars sitting here, young eyes always checking us out… they probably all wanna fuck us…and we always goin’ home alone. Seems like if it’s there for the takin’, we should take it. I say we go for it. What about you?”
I chuckled uneasily and demurred.
She glanced at her watch, it was getting late. “Well, let me tell you. Usually girl’s night is girl’s night, but tonight I’m making an exception. I don’t need a steady man in my life, I had one of those and it didn’t add up to much. But I do like some young cock every now and then and that young man, who probably has one, is making eyes. If you won’t help me out I’ll have to do it on my own.” She took a pen out of her purse and began scribbling on a cocktail napkin. Then she said, “I was hoping to fuck both of you, but I guess I’ll have to settle for college boy one-on-one.” Then she leaned toward me and kissed me on my mouth. “Good night, Dawn,” she said. “I’ll call you tomorrow.”
She rose from her chair and walked over to the young man and handed him the napkin. She said something, and then he looked up and nodded. She touched his arm, said something else and turned and walked out. Fifteen seconds later the kid slurped down the rest of his beer and followed her out the door.
I hurriedly finished my drink and called the waitress to pay our bill. I had goose pimples on my arms, felt a nervous, confused twirl in my stomach. I wasn’t sure if it was caused by my shock at how easily she had picked up college boy, her kiss, or her saying she hoped to fuck me. I drove home in a daze, confused, surprised, jealous, embarrassed, turned-on and sopping wet. Once home in my bed I closed my eyes and masturbated and fantasized about what might be going on in Ronni’s bed. I fucked myself.

“I’m sorry,” she said when she finally called the following night. “I’m sorry I ran out and made you uneasy. But I needed to get laid, you know? But anyway, you didn’t miss much, sista, that boy didn’t know what he was doing. Some bonehead jock with a little dick and zits on his shoulders. Finally I just used his face for a dildo ‘til I came and then sent him on his way. What a dink!”
“You just told him to leave?” I asked.
“No, girl, I just walked out. I didn’t take that boy home, if I did that I’d never get rid of him! I booked a room at the Best Western right down the street from the bar. Was hopin’ to get you down there too but that didn’t happen.”
“I’m sorry.” That was all I could think to say.
“You sorry alright, that’s for sure,” she replied. There was a pregnant pause. Then she continued. “Look, I’m sorry too, but sometimes I get horny and need to get off. Last night was one of those nights. I’m sorry if I offended you.”
“I wasn’t offended. I guess I was just taken by surprise. I liked your kiss.”
“You did? Oh Thank God, Lord knows I’ve wanted to kiss you for so long.”
“You have?” I asked with genuine surprise.
“Girl, what planet are you living on? I’m been comin’ on to you and dreamin’ about sinkin’ my face into the crack of Dawn for I don’t know how long! I know you’re not a prude, so what gives…”
There was another long pause. Then Ronni said, “Listen Dawn, sit tight, I’m coming over. I’m bringing drinks.”
I sat tight.

“So you’ve never had sex with a woman?” Ronni asked as she poured our daiquiris from a plastic jug. We had resumed our discussion and were seated side-by-side on the sofa. “But you liked our kiss?”
“No, I never really had sex with a woman, I always had a boyfriend. Fooled around a little, that’s all. But yes, I liked your kiss very much,” I said. “When I got home I masturbated thinking about you and that college boy. But mainly about you.”
Ronni liked that. She went on to tell me that every now and then she’d rent a hotel room and then go out to a bar pick up a young guy, sometimes two, and take them back to the room and take them around the world. Then she’d leave.
“But last night…” she said. “ I planned on it being both of us. I thought if we could share a man maybe we would…” Her voice trailed off. “May I kiss you again?” she asked. Yes!
We kissed, her large mouth taking me in, our tongues plunging, dancing, swirling, our arms clutched, our bodies close. I felt my nipples harden against her, I felt my pussy swell. I felt her hand between my legs.
When our lips parted I said, “I should have been with you last night…”
“Yes!” she said. “I wish you had been there. It would have been fucking awesome.” She started talking dirty. “You ever eat pussy and get fucked at the same time…?”
“Kiss me again,” I said, pulling her face to mine.
We kissed long and deep. It felt good. Our hands roamed a little, I felt her breasts and fine ass but I was still so uptight. Ronni was smoother, and as the kiss went on her hand eased open my pants, her fingers parted my slimy lips and massaged my underused clit. I adjusted my hips, aiding her access, helping it happen. Her fingers delved deep inside me, pulling out an orgasm that had been buried inside me forever and I came with a gush.
I shuddered and shook as I recovered, and Ronni covered me with kisses. She tried like hell to get me naked and into bed but I resisted. What had happened was unexpected and wonderful but I was uneasy… What was next? I’d fucked a number of guys before but this was uncharted waters for me, this was a woman! Ronni was disappointed that she didn’t get me in the sack, but she seemed to understand. She told me just to do what felt right, what felt natural, it would all work out. There’s no instruction book.
We shared a long kiss at my front door and I felt her firm breasts pressing into mine, her hands squeezing my ass. As she was leaving I already knew we would be lovers. I just had to get used to the idea.
About twenty minutes later I was getting ready for bed and the phone rang. It was Ronni and she asked me out on a date, dinner on Tuesday night. I accepted of course.
On Tuesday she picked me up and we had dinner at a nice seafood restaurant, with nice easy conversation about just about everything except what was happening between us, and some nice piano music as a backdrop. After dinner we walked down by the lake and sat on a bench. We held hands and kissed a couple times. When she took me home we kissed goodnight on my front porch. I asked her in but she said no, not tonight, the time wasn’t right. I asked her when the time would be right. She just said not to worry, that when I was finally ready for some black pussy we’d both know it.
Then she asked me out on another date. Friday night, I’ll pick you up at seven. I said fine, what are we going to do?
“It’s a surprise,” she said.

“So where are you taking me?” I asked after I’d gotten into the passenger side of Ronni’s sedan and we’d kissed hello.
“Girl, We’re going to a party. A party guaranteed to get our love buttons enlarged.”
“What are you talking about?” I asked.
“It’s a sex party. Anything goes. You can watch or get involved or jerk off, whatever makes you happy. All girls. Well, mostly all girls, anyway.”
“What does that mean? I don’t know about this…”
“Oh come on, Dawn, you gonna love this. Big bunch of women, all ages, watching male dancers gyrate around taking off their clothes and flopping their dicks in our faces.”
I laughed nervously and said, “I swear you are a bad influence on me!”
“Well, God knows I’m tryin’ to be, if you’d just cooperate! Let it go, girl, this will be fun.”
She hauled my ass over there and we went inside. The place was pretty big, a meeting hall of some kind, with some rectangular tables filling up with females of all ages, shapes and sizes. We got a pitcher of drinks at the bar and took them to two seats on the end of one table near the left side up front.
In a few minutes the houselights dimmed, the spots came on and the pulsating music began. Strobe lights flashed. Then out onto the floor came Batman and Robin. In full costume from their masks to their capes to their gloves to their boots. And they were incredible dancers, swerving and curving to the raucous beat. All the girls were hooting and hollering at them, moving with the beat, shouting out all kinds of encouragement and a list of all the things they’d like to do to them. After a few minutes of that they jumped down from the risers on the other side of the room and Batman pulled an embarrassed middle-aged woman out of her seat and walked her up to Robin. Soon this lady was unsnapping some until-then unseen snaps along Robin’s side, and in a heartbeat, off came Robin’s shirt. A hundred women screamed. Then Batman danced over our way and when he was about ten feet away he pulled a young ebony hottie up by the hand and she helped him out of his shirt and now we had two topless superheroes dancing at opposite ends and all the women were getting louder and hornier.
“All right,” Ronni shouted, “Batman likes the sistas! That is one twerky motherfucker!”
Soon, across the way Robin’s tights were coming off with help from a chunky blonde and soon he was dancing only in a mask, a cape, and his boots. Oh, and a skimpy, stringy, black and white striped thong that barely contained what looked to be a rather large slab of meat.
But I soon lost all interest in Robin because now Batman was just four seats away and his tights were being peeled away by a young Asian girl. Once the tights were off, Batman was reduced to a mask, cape, boots, gloves and…his little black and white-striped thong. And dangling on a string from the front of the thong was a whistle! Stripped down, Batman was dressed as a referee! Well, that Asian girl burst out laughing but in about a second and a half she was on her knees in front of Batman and was blowing his whistle. Soon there was whistling coming from over in Robin-land too. Batman eased closer to our table and soon another gal was blowing, then a third, a fourth and so on. Batman was kissing one girl, another one was blowing his whistle and a third one was running her fingers all over his bare ass. And Batman kept moving to the beat with sexy agility.
My eyes were on his little referee suit, because it was obvious Batman was very well-endowed, and his meaty mass was growing inside that little pouch. And of course before long some chick was brave enough to yank it off and out popped his massive member. It was only half erect but still it was huge. As we watched, he moved toward us while receiving various kisses and licks, and soon his cock was long, thick and hard. I’d say Batman was about five-eleven or maybe six feet tall, but he was thin and that rod looked like a horse dick on his lean frame. He paused before an embarrassed-looking woman on the other side of Ronni. The woman touched the purple monster tentatively, then gave it a dainty kiss and backed away. A woman behind her handed her a twelve inch plastic ruler. She measured him and held the ruler up for all to see, her finger marking it somewhere between nine and ten inches, and the girls cheered and applauded. Then Batman was standing right in front of Ronni.
He was shaved clean, and above his cock, slightly to the right was a tattoo of a woman’s lips. Ronni reached over and touched him there and rubbed gently. It was real. As the music pumped and the crowd watched and waited, Ronni looked up at Batman standing before her and held up one finger, asking us all to wait a second. Then she reached into her purse and brought out a lipstick, opened it and slathered it on her plump lips. Ruby red. Then she handed it to me.
Then Ronni took his cock in her hands and looked up at Batman’s face. He gave her a little nod. Then she pressed her face to his groin and kissed him. She did this three more times, on his thighs and scrotum, each impression of her lips a shade lighter than the last. Then she grabbed the lipstick from me, reapplied it to her lips, and handed it back to me. She looked at me, pointed at the lipstick in my hand and then touched my lips and winked. Then she started licking that long dick up and down the shaft. Then she took it into her mouth.
I watched with amazement as she sucked him. Amazed at how she could take something that large into her mouth. And I tensed up. I might be next!
Inch by inch that cock disappeared into her mouth and throat. Girls were screaming encouragement over the loud music. Ronni’s hands were on Batman’s ass and Batman’s gloved hands were behind her head. Only two inches to go.
Batman’s hips swayed gently as he swung his groin into her. Then suddenly he put a little extra into it and pulled her head toward him and there she was, her lips resting on his skin, his whole cock inside her mouth and throat. They grinded into one another for a moment or two, and then gradually he pulled his train out of the tunnel and everyone around was screaming and broke into applause when they saw that monster re-emerge from her mouth. There was a bright red ring around the base of his cock.
Ronni looked at me and smiled. I must have had eyes the size of saucers because I felt like I was in a daze after what I’d just witnessed. That was the biggest turn-on I’d ever seen and my panties had just been filled with a river of juice and my jeans were soppy wet. I just wanted to take her home so she could put her sexy mouth on me.
“Your turn, girl!” she said. She took the lipstick from my hand and applied it to my lips. “You gonna suck Batman!”
Batman sidled over in front of me, his cock in front of my face. I put my hands on his hips and asked him to turn around. When he did I pulled his ass to my face and ground a hard kiss into his left butt cheek. Then I kissed him again on the right. He had two red souvenirs from Dawn. The girls hooted and loved it.
Then that big cock was right in front of my face. He moved closer, I took it in my left hand and kissed it, licked it. Then I put my mouth around the head, took in an inch or two. I wasn’t going to try and do what Ronni had done, I’d probably choke and die if I tried that. Ronni had one hand between my legs and the other massaging my back. I reached down and squeezed her hand as I felt Batman’s gloved hands behind my head, pulling me closer, and I felt another couple inches of his cock slip into my mouth.
I reached for him and grabbed his ass cheeks with both hands, my fingertips in his crack. We developed a rhythm together, his mid-section swinging back and forth, his cock swinging in and out of my mouth , going in pretty far, maybe six or seven inches, then back out, and again, over and over, me giving him head as best as I knew how. I was thinking it must be a let-down to him after Ronni, but he seemed to be into it.
Inadvertently my middle finger slipped into his asshole, and with the cadence of our movements, with each thrust it slipped a little further in. Then the thrusts became harder, and my finger went deeper. I became aware of the crowd clapping and chanting to our rhythm, GO-GO-GO-GO-GO-GO, so I became bolder and sunk my whole finger into his ass and let it dance. Then I realized, oh shit, I’m not sucking Batman’s dick, I’m not giving Batman a blow job, I’m not giving Batman head! No, it’s some kid with a big dick and a Batman suit and he’s fucking me in the mouth! And I’m finger-fucking him in the ass!
I rammed my finger into him harder and squeezed his ass and I felt his hands tighten behind my head and I could feel his hot swelling in my mouth and knew he was ready to come.
And come he did. With a groan we all could hear above the music he released his load into my mouth, six, seven, eight spasms…
Ronni put her mouth to my ear and said, “Don’t swallow all of it, Baby, save some for me!”
I loved her for saying that. Just as I was starting to feel like a totally used and abused slut, she made me feel good about it. I couldn’t wait to get her home and tear her clothes off with my teeth!
When the kid was done shooting his Bat-wad into me and had removed his Bat-rod from my mouth, I took my finger out of his Bat-hole. I looked at Ronnie and parted my lips slightly so she could see my mouthful of Bat-cum. Girls cheered. Ronni smiled and wrapped her arms around me and kissed me. Our lips parted and our tongues glided in the slippery nectar, and then she sucked some of it into her mouth. When we both swallowed another loud cheer erupted.
Then unexpectedly Batman leaned down to me and french-kissed me, thumbing my hard left nipple in the process. Then he did the same with Ronni, and before he left he said something into her ear. Then he started dancing over to another table.
I realized Ronni and I were holding hands. “Can we get out of here?” I said. “I need to get home and fuck my new girlfriend.” I had cum in my pants, cum in my mouth and cum in my stomach. Now I wanted to find out what it felt like to have Ronni come in my face.
“Girl, you’re a damn mind reader!”
We visited the ladies room before leaving and I asked Ronni what Batman had said to her at the end.
“He told us to bring a condom next time!” she said.
As we were leaving we glanced over at the ongoing action. Robin was sitting on a table facing a gray-haired woman seated in front of him and she seemed very busy, her head moving up and down mechanically, sucking him. Looked like she was bobbing for apples. Seated next to him on the table was a well-shaped redhead. She had one hand on Grandma’s head and the other around Robin’s back. She wore a zipper dress that was unzipped almost all the way down. She wore nothing underneath. Robin was sucking her right tit. I could see her strawberry patch pubes from where we stood.
“Ooh, look at Batman now!” Ronni said. “Condoms. We gotta bring condoms.”
Batman’s bare ass was swinging pretty good, back and forth, as he slung his pole into the pussy of a busty brunette. The girl next to her alternated between sucking her nipples and sucking his.
“God I want you!” I said to her.
She kissed my lips. “Been wanting you forever, girl,” she said. “Tonight’s the night. I just sucked Batman, now I’m going home and eat Wonder Woman!”

That night I made love to a woman for the first time. We were barely inside my front door and that ebony fox attacked me, and devouring me. Our tops were off by the time we reached my bedroom. Ronni started unhooking my jeans.
“Girl, you look hot as hell in these pants, but it’s about time they came off.” I sat on the bed as she began yanking them off of me. “I see people staring at your crotch, men and women both, looking at the crack of Dawn, pussy lips pushing at the fabric, trying to get out, ass crack plain to see. I am so ready to tear you up!”
She tossed my pants on the floor and stood right before me and looked in my eyes. Her hair and her eyes looked wild. She was naked above the waste, her ample, firm breasts in front of my face, her nipples hard. There were beads of sweat above her upper lip.
I reached for her pants and unsnapped them. I pulled the zipper down and eased her pants to the floor. Her red thong was soaked. I pressed my nose to her sex and smelled her funk through the saturated cloth. I kissed her thong then lowered it and she stepped out of her pants.
She moved a little closer, her dark, heavenly body standing before me, her shaved chocolate sundae inches from my face. Her black hole beckoned. Our time had come.
Ronni dropped her hand to her inviting snatch and said, “Baby, I’ve been wanting to give this to you for a long time.”
I scooted a little closer and kissed her right below her navel. She let out a little moan. I trailed kisses from her stomach to her thighs, circling ever closer to her glistening gash.
“I looked up to her and said, “I don’t want to do anything wrong.”
“Don’t worry, lover,” she said. “It’s all good.”
I ran my tongue along the inside of her lips, tasted her seasoned tang. She tasted good. I did this a number of times, then buried my nose inside of her and pushed. She whimpered and her torso shook. Then my lips moved to her clit and surrounded it.
She groaned. “Ooh yes, baby, you know what to do,” she said. I felt her hand behind my head pulling me close, felt her groin start a gentle sway. I stuck my hand in my pussy, which as wet as Ronni’s, and raised my finger to her buttonhole and pushed. It slid right in all the way.
She reached one hand behind her and placed it over mine to help me ream her, guiding me, gently and deeply. She pulled my head to her crotch and pressed her crotch to my face. Soon her twat, my face and my finger found a perfect syncopation, and our rhythm quickened.
“My god, girl you are a natural,” she said. “I Love looking down and seeing your sweet vanilla face eating my chocolate fudge!”
Our speed increased, and I was quivering as I kneaded her tool and fingered her and licked her and I was close to coming but I kept at it.
“Oh shit girl, I’m gonna come girl,” Ronni moaned. “I’m gonna come big. Then I’m gonna have you girl, suck you dry, baby. I wanna fuck your ass with my tongue!”
That did it. I came like I never had in my life. It shot out of me like a geyser, splashing over Ronni’s legs and dripping to the floor.
“Holy shit girl, was that you? Damn, you’re like a fucking fire hose, what you doing, trying to put me out? Vanilla Fudge baby, we are ughhhhhh……”
She came in waves, her cum splashing my face, filling my mouth, seeping out of my mouth and nose. She didn’t loosen her grip on my head or hand until she was well out of her throes, so only then did I remove my body parts from hers. We collapsed into each other’s arms on my bed and kissed long kisses for a long time.
But all that was just the calm before the storm. That was what Ronni called ‘Vanilla Fudge’. Well, what happened next I would have to call ‘Chocolate Shake’! It was like going to Coney Island and riding the Cyclone. Fucking her was like trying to fuck an electric slinky.
She licked me, she sucked me, she fucked me, she kissed me, she chewed me, she screwed me, not an inch of my body, inside or out, was left un-fucked. She moved like an anaconda, wrapping herself around me and under me and over me and through me and coming out on the other side of me and always finding another piece of me to arouse. And yes, she did fuck my ass with her tongue, and I’m happy to say I returned the favor…twice.
What a night. Starting off with sucking Batman, and wrapping it up with a wild ride on a black snake. Well, I shouldn’t say night…we didn’t get out of bed until noon the following day, and when we did it was just to eat something and bathe. But we started up again in the bath. Ronni decided she wanted to see me with a hairless pussy, so she shaved me, and after she did, of course she had to try it out. So she did, and of course I came, and then she wanted to sit on my face, and one thing led to another, back in bed and she didn’t leave until early Monday morning, just in time to rush home and get ready for work.

For the next few weeks we spent a lot of our spare time in the bedroom, and stayed together on the weekends. But Ronni still wanted to fuck men too, and I agreed. So Friday nights became boy toy night. We’d get a hotel room and then go to a bar and pick up a young buck or two. It was so easy. We’d find one we both liked and we’d invite him back to the room, fuck him silly, then we’d clean up and fuck each other the rest of the night. And somehow, the sex with Ronni always seemed wilder and more intense on the nights after we’d shared some cock.
Then Ronni called me on the phone at work one Wednesday morning and told me she had good news. I asked her what it was. She hesitated, said she wasn’t sure she should tell me or I might wet my pants in the front.
“Well, darling, don’t make any plans for this Saturday night. You and me got a date.”
“What?” I asked. “What are we going to be doing?”
“What are we going to be doing?” she asked. “We are going to be fucking Batman, that’s what we are going to be doing.”
She went on to tell me that she had learned where the party was being held and had arranged a reservation for two.
“And, I’m going to pick up a pack of rubbers on the way home!” she added.

We planned our wardrobe carefully for Saturday night. I wore a sexy red chemise that I knew I looked hot in. Ronni wore a skirt with a sleeveless, cream-colored t-shirt with BACK DOOR GIRL written on it. We wore panties but we both hoped they’d be coming off.
“Dawn, you look good enough to eat,” Ronni said. “I might have to fuck you myself before we ever get to see Batman!”
“Oh, no you won’t!” I said. I looked in the mirror. I have to admit that I did look ready to fuck, and I wondered out loud about how I’d turned into such a slut.
“You’re my slut, girl,” Ronni said, and she kissed me. Then we put on our lipstick and were on our way.

When we arrived at the party we saw it was a different, more intimate setting than the previous party. There were different type of chairs and tables scattered about, and comfortable furniture, a bar with seven or eight stools on the right side. There was a small stage set up near an exit door so we got some drinks and sat down on a sofa to wait for the show to begin.
“I guess they’ll be coming in through that door over there,” Ronni said, pointing behind the stage. “Probably out there double-parking the Batmobile as we speak.”
After a while the show started. With music blasting and lights flashing the dynamic duo danced into view. They went through their rituals of undress to the delight of all the ladies. Then they were down to just their masks, capes, gloves, boots and yes, their thongs, and the whistles started blowing. Soon enough their bat-poles had popped out of those thongs and into girls’ mouths. Batman had already had his fat, hard penis between three sets of lips by the time he worked way over to us. Ronni had no trouble getting his attention right away.
“Look what we got, Batman!” she screamed, holding up a condom.
He recognized us, and came over and stood right in front of us with his erect monster in front of our faces. Ronni wrapped her big mouth around that cock as she ripped open the condom package. I saw the tattooed lips next to his cock and I leaned in and kissed him twice on his groin, leaving my bright red lip marks on him.
Then, I don’t know what happened, but I became bold. As Ronni was putting the sheath around Batman’s swelled manhood, I pulled up my dress, whipped off my panties and handed them to him. There it was for him, my wet, shaved cunt, his for the taking if he wanted it. He put my panties on around his neck.
And he took me. He pulled me up by my arms and sat me on the wide arm of the sofa and I leaned back. The angle was right and he lifted me slightly and moved my dress up above my ass in back. He was in position so I grabbed his cock and guided it into me.
“You go, girl!” Ronni screamed. “Fuck her good, Batman! Fuck that pussy. Then you can fuck this sista up the ass!”
Batman was one hard fucker. I thought he was going to ram me through the back of the couch. He slammed me over and over and we were both grunting with every thrust. I came with a rush, and he kept poking me until my spasms had been reduced to sweaty quivers. Then he surprised me. He put his lips to mine and kissed me, his tongue in my mouth.
He slipped his tool out of me and Ronni didn’t miss a beat.
“Here it is, Batman, “she yelled, unzipping her skirt. “Nice piece of black booty for ya, already lubed up and ready!”
So Batman assfucked Ronni and girls were screaming like it was Beatlemania all over again. As big as that cock was, no one could believe her asshole could take it all in. But she did, and there he was, fucking my girlfriend in the ass with my panties around his neck. Little by little that nightstick disappeared into her, and after a few minutes of him fucking and her screaming various filthy obscenities his dick finally re-emerged with a load of his cum dangling from his cockhead inside the condom.
When we got home later that night our lovemaking was ferocious and dirty and funky and nasty and terrific. In the morning the bedroom smelled like pussy and the bed was soaked.

The next weekend Ronni and I were out at a pub shopping for boy-toys but we had to cancel those plans when we ran into my daughter. I hadn’t seen Gina for a while, and of course she’d never met Ronni, so she joined us for drinks. We talked and caught up on things, although I didn’t elaborate on the nature of my relationship with Ronni…I’d save that for another time. She talked about her studies, her activities, and the normal fare. I asked her if she’d talked to her brother lately and she said no, not really. Neither had I, I said, but that’s nothing new of course. Typical Ryan, always did do his own thing. When we parted I told Gina to call or stop over when she had time, maybe have dinner.
After Gina had left, Ronni said, “Damn, Dawn, your daughter is hot! Almost as hot as her mama! Does she do girls?”
I told her to behave herself.

The next afternoon I received a call from Ryan, the first one in a while. He asked how I was doing, what I’d been doing, and so on, and I did the same. Then he said he needed to get a couple of things that he had stored in the basement, and could he come over and pick them up. I told him sure, anytime. He said thanks, and he’d be over in a couple of hours. I told him that would be fine, I’d be here.
When he arrived we hugged and kissed hello and I asked him if he’d like something to drink. He said okay, so I fetched us a couple of iced teas from the kitchen. I sat on one end of the sofa and he sat in a rocker to my left. We made some small talk, he told me about school, exams, and how ready he was to get out. In a few weeks he’d finally be an architect and not just studying to be one. Then, out of nowhere, he dropped a bomb on me and I swear the floor shook underfoot.
“So, Mom, how’s your girlfriend?” he asked.
It’s amazing how four simple words can make your stomach feel like it has ten pounds of cement in it.
“What do you mean?” was all I could stammer.
“Your girlfriend. The foxy black babe. How is she?”
The silence was deafening. I was at a complete loss for words.
“You have good choice in women, Mom, I’ll tell you that. How long has…”
“It just happened,” I interrupted. After a long pause, I repeated, “It just happened.”
I looked up at him, his eyes burning into mine. “Of course I would have told you and Gina. It’s all still pretty new to me.”
“Well, I’m cool with it, Mom, if it makes you happy. You deserve to be happy.”
“Really, Ryan? Oh thank you. We’re not lesbians, we both like men. We’ve known each other for years, and I don’t know, she was coming on to me and I was too dumb to even know it. And then, gradually, somehow…” My voice trailed off.
I asked him, “How did you find out?”
After another awkward pause he said, “There’s something of yours I’ve been holding onto that I need to return.” Then he reached into his pocket and the second bomb was dropped.
He placed my panties on the table between us. The same panties that I’d last seen hanging around Batman’s neck.
I gasped and covered my mouth with my hands. “Oh my god!” I cried, “You are…you must think I’m…” I then burst into tears, sobbing. “I’m so sorry….you must think I’m some kind of whore…”
I was shaking all over as the tears flowed out of me. Ryan was quickly beside me with his arms around me, trying to console me. He kissed my cheeks and forehead and hugged me, calming me.
“Mom, mom, it’s okay, stop crying. It’s okay, there’s nothing to be ashamed of.”
“But I’m your mother, and now you must think I’m some kind of…”
“Shhhh, Shhhh,” Ryan said. “I’m serious, calm down. I was afraid you’d think I was some kind of male whore for doing what I was doing. The Batman thing is something I got into last year on a whim and kept with it because the money is just so damn good. Not to mention the fringe benefits. But seeing you at those shows were a couple of the most exciting moments of my life!”
I looked in his eyes. “I mean it,” he said. “Look, my whole life growing up, I was the kid with the hot mom. All my friends would come to the house just hoping to stare at your tits and ass, they all had wet dreams about you. Shit, even I did.”
“You?”
He smiled. “Oh yes,” he said softly. “I always wondered what it would be like. And when I saw you at the parties, I knew it was you and I could you didn’t know it was me. And it turned me on. When you covered me in lipstick kisses I didn’t want to wash them off. And your mouth, the way it felt… I couldn’t hold back, my legs almost buckled from the pleasure.”
“Ryan, please…”
“I’m not trying to embarrass you, Mom. You are a beautiful woman, and I wanted you as that woman. The second time when I saw you in that red fuck-me dress and you took your panties off I thought that was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen, and wow, my hot mom is not only doing a black girl, she shaves her pussy too! I almost came right then, and I knew you wanted me and I wanted you.”
He put his lips to mine and wiggled his tongue into my mouth. I pushed him away.
“Ryan no, we can’t…”
“We already have! Mom, we can’t undo what’s already been done. We’re consenting adults here. It doesn’t make any difference if it’s once, twice, or fifty times.”
“Ryan, it’s incest. It’s not healthy…”
“Come on, Mom, get real. It’s not like I’m twelve years old and you’re damaging me for life. I don’t want us to make babies. I just want … I just want you.”
He kissed me again. I stiffened at first but then relented, and parted my lips to receive him. I recognized the kiss, I’d felt this kiss before, only now he didn’t wear a mask. It was a long kiss, a kiss between a man and a woman, not a mother and son. I thought to myself: I must be insane, I was going to let this happen.
I felt his hand move to my hard-nippled breast and it felt good, I didn’t try to stop him. My hand found its way to his hardened cock.
“I can’t believe we’re doing this,” I said.
He took me to the bedroom. He was already shirtless and we rushed to disrobe the rest of the way. He kissed me again hard and then took a lipstick from the dresser and started smearing it on my lips. I finished the application. I knew what he wanted.
“Kiss me all over,” he said.
I finished the application and gave him what he wanted. I left a trail of sherry red lip prints from his neck to his nipples and southward to the tattoo near his handsome crotch. I licked the length of his cock and kissed his balls. I took one in my mouth and sucked it in. He moaned with pleasure.
Then he threw me on the bed and had his way. I learned the difference between fucking someone and someone really FUCKING ME. He fucked like a god. He was the farmer and I was his field. He dug me, he raked me, he plowed me, he planted me and he seeded me.
I sucked that beautiful cock. I couldn’t get all of him in my mouth but I got most. I sat on his face and he ate my hot tamale until I came. We fucked twice, and in between his mouth went crazy on my tits. He was rimming my ass when my cell phone rang. It was Gina but I didn’t pick up. She could leave a message while her brother’s sperm swam inside me.
I was lying on my back with a couple of pillows under my butt with Ryan’s head between my legs and as I was checking the phone his tongue plunged into my ass. I squealed and squeezed his tongue with my sphincter. As I checked my message his tongue stabbed me, reaching for the depths of my ass.
Ryan came up for air and said, “I’m going to fuck your beautiful ass.” He jumped up and went to the bathroom.
“Oh no, you don’t,” I said. “That big fat thing will never fit in my skinny tight ass!”
“We’ll make it fit,” he said, returning with oil.
I checked my message while Ryan lubed his cock as well as its destination.
“That was Gina,” I said. “She’s coming over in about an hour. So hurry up lover boy!”
I don’t know how long it took, but we pushed and pushed. I massaged by clit into a frenzy and he had maybe half of his dick inside me when I came. He kept driving, a little at a time, and a few minutes later he let out a crocodile groan and I felt his hot load discharge, stream after stream. His tremors lessened to quivers and he was kissing my neck when we heard a loud knocking and the front door opened and Gina yelled, “Hello! Anybody home?”
Ryan was in me deep and nearly broke his dick off pulling out of me. “Oh shit!” I said, scrambling for my clothes.
“Coming, honey!” I called. “Be right there!”
I threw on a t-shirt and pulled on my pants. Ryan’s cum was dripping down my leg.
“Who’s shirt is this?” Gina called.
“Oh fuck!” Ryan whispered. He had taken his shirt off and dropped it on the way. We heard her rummaging around and then her footsteps barreling down the hall. He scrambled to get into his pants but it was too late.
We had left the bedroom door open and Gina was now standing there.
“Oh my god! Oh Jesus, don’t tell me!” she cried, her hands on her face. To Ryan she yelled, “You’re fucking Mom? You fucking bastard!” And to me, louder: “And you’re fucking my brother?”
There was no point in trying to lie, we were busted. “Honey…”
“Don’t ‘honey’ me, goddam it!” she yelled. “You tell me to come by and see you and this is what I find? You’re standing there with nipples the size of walnuts jabbing through your shirt and your hair looks like a tractor ran over it. And you! Pulling up your pants trying to hide your ten inch boner? Look at you: it looks like some ten dollar hooker walked across your body standing on her lips! This is fucking disgusting! What’s the matter with you, Batman, getting blowjobs from forty girls a night isn’t good enough for you so you turn your mother into your whore?” She sat on the bed and started crying.
Ryan walked over and sat beside her. He put his arm around her and said he was sorry.
“So, are you and Mom going to get married, start a family?” she babbled, sobbing.
“Gina, please… We’re sorry.” There was another pause as she sniffled.
“This room smells like an elephant’s whore house,” she said.
That cracked the ice a little. We started chuckling, and then Gina did too.
Ryan and I started to explain. How I had happened to go to a Batman show and had “participated”. And how with all the excitement and noise and flashing strobe lights I hadn’t recognized him.
“She came with her girlfriend,” Ryan said.
“Girlfriend?” she replied with disbelief.
“Yeah. Foxy black chick.”
“Ronni? You’re fucking Ronni too? Damn, you’ve been busy.” Then she asked, “So, what about today?”
“My fault,” Ryan said. “Won’t happen again. Mom was so upset and felt so bad when she found out I was Batman that I tried to console her. I hugged her…kissed her…one thing led to another. I’m sorry.”
She wiped her eyes and blew her nose into a tissue. “Was she good?”
“Gina, please…” Ryan said.
“Is she better than me?” I thought she was going to start crying again, but she didn’t. She looked at Ryan and said softly, “I miss you.”
They hugged each other and Ryan said he missed her too. They kissed. Then Gina looked at the confused expression on my face.
“Whose lips do you think are tattooed down there?” she asked me, touching Ryan at the exact spot.
A third bomb had just been dropped.
They told me their story. They had begun having sex with each other when they were in high school. They’d always been close but bonded even more after the divorce. It started slowly when one of her friends said she liked Ryan and was going to fuck him. The next week it happened and Gina secretly watched, and was amazed and jealous. Jealous of her friend and amazed at his cock. She started flirting with him. When he turned sixteen she gave him a blowjob as a birthday present. Three days later he went for his driver’s test and she promised him another one if he passed. He passed his test and she blew him in the basement while I was in the kitchen fixing dinner. She said the meatloaf tasted like Ryan’s cum that night. But the third time is what kicked it into high gear.
She gave him a coupon. This part was inspired by me she said, as I was a coupon clipper. She wrote it by hand and gave it to him. It was written on notebook paper and read:
FREE MASSAGE. This coupon entitles Ryan to a free full body massage from Gina. NSA.
When Ryan received it he laughed and put it in his pocket, but a couple days later he redeemed it. She told him to strip naked and lay face down on her bed. Gina oiled him and rubbed him up and down from head to toe, first his back, then his front, and it culminated with her going down on him until he came. Then she kissed him on the lips for the first time. After that Ryan took a paper out of the pocket of his jeans that were hanging on a chair and handed it to Gina. It was a coupon for a free massage from him. She redeemed it on the spot. She stripped and for the first time they were naked together. He ran his hands over her body, top to bottom and back to front and then he ate her pussy until she came. When Gina couldn’t stand it anymore she pulled his head to hers and they kissed deep and hard. Then she asked him to fuck her. So they fucked and became lovers.
They had sex often throughout high school, usually five or six days a week, even when they were dating others. According to them, they did it all, all the time, often right under my nose, and a few times were almost caught. When Ryan went to college she visited him a couple of weekends his first semester…I remembered this…and slept with him. When he came home for the Christmas holidays they fucked every single day, often multiple times. This went on after Gina went away to college until about a year ago when Ryan started the dancing and they became estranged. She couldn’t accept that. She was in love with him.
By the end of their story they were holding hands. Ryan said he was planning to quit the dancing soon anyway because he was graduating. He’d miss the money, but he’d missed Gina more.
We ordered a pizza and afterwards I asked them if they would like a drink or something. Gina said, “Mom, if you don’t mind, I think I really just want to go to bed.” They retired to the spare bedroom.
I took a shower and changed the sheets on my bed, then called Ronni. I didn’t tell her any of this, just said the kids were over and it had been a long day. The bed in the other bedroom was a squeaker, the headboard was a banger, and Gina was not quiet in the sack. I finally fell asleep listening to my son and daughter fucking up a storm on the other side of the wall.

In the morning I whipped up a big breakfast of eggs, pancakes and sausage and then went to their bedroom door. I heard lips and skin slapping and quiet groans. I knocked on the door and told them breakfast was on table. They found their way to the kitchen, both with wet, disheveled hair, and devoured the food. Then they told me they were leaving. Together.
They were in love. Their plan was to move away together to somewhere no one knew them. He graduated a few weeks later and they stopped over before they left town to say goodbye. Ryan’s truck was loaded and Gina was going to leave her car in my garage until they were settled and could arrange to come get it.
“Well, Mom,” Gina said, “Thank you for everything. Sorry for what we put you through, and sorry if I called you some nasty names…”
“Honey,” I said, “That’s all behind us. Let’s just say you have good taste in men and leave it at that.” I winked at Ryan.
“Well, I think we both do,” she said. She looked at Ryan. “Let’s show her, Baby.” She went to Ryan and began unfastening his jeans.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“We want to show you something.”
She pulled Ryan’s pants down to his knees. Underneath he wore a skimpy black thong chock full of his talented custard launcher. I suddenly realized that this was the first time I had seen it flaccid. Then Gina moved his meat aside and pointed to a second tattoo right next to the original.
“It’s your lips!” Gina said. “I took a picture of him with your lip prints all over him and we had a tattoo made. Cool, huh?”
“It was her idea,” Ryan said.
“Is it real?” I asked.
“Of course it’s real. Go ahead, you can touch it. It doesn’t come off.”
I touched it, rubbed it a little. It was real. Ryan pulled up his pants.
Gina continued, “And I told him, if he ever decides he wants to fuck another woman the only one he can fuck is you! But only if I can watch.” Then she took out a lipstick and rubbed it over her lips.
She stepped toward me and kissed me on the cheek, grinding her lips into my skin. Then she kissed me with her open mouth, her tongue slipping into mine. I have to admit I felt a slight tingle between my legs.
Then we said our goodbyes and as they were leaving she said that I should come visit them for the Christmas holidays. I said maybe, and to let me know when they found a place.
After they left I went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror at Gina’s lips on my cheek. I decided to leave it on there for a while.
I fixed a drink and sat on the patio and waited for Ronni to come over. I thought about what Gina had said, about watching us, and about visiting them for Christmas. She hadn’t mentioned the sleeping arrangements. But the way she kissed me, could it be wants to watch us, or maybe she wants a three-way under the tree?
But then, Ronni had mentioned her son Darrell would be coming home for a week or so at Christmas. Maybe it would be fun to experiment with a young black man. He’s only nineteen but he plays college basketball, he must be pretty good putting it in the hole.
Ronni arrived and exclaimed, “Who’s been kissin’ you besides me, girl? You cheatin’ on me?”
I’d forgotten about the lips. I laughed and told her it was my daughter.
“Your daughter? You kiddin’ me? Where else did she kiss you?”
I told her to fix a drink I had a story for her. I didn’t plan on it, but I told her everything. When I was finished I asked her what she thought.
“Well, girl, there’re two things I think. Number one, I think you ought to write this story down. It’s too fucking out there to ever get published, but you ought to at least send it in to one of those sex story websites. A lotta folks will get off of that one!”
“What’s number two?”
“Number two, I think you and me need to grab ourselves a couple lipsticks and get our naked asses into bed.”
We put on our lipstick and kissed each other all over our bodies, put in on again, kissed, again… Our bodies were literally covered with lips. We took a few pictures just for fun. We looked like vanilla fudge with hundreds of cherries on top. By then we were aching for it and the anaconda came to life and I rode the black snake.
Ronni treated me to a Chocolate Shake.
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Coming Home Gay…

Coming home gay…(Episode 2)
My stay at uncle Donnie’s was finally over. We’d had wild exceptionally sensual sex almost every night. I was sad to have to leave but I was also excited to explore my new found sexual knowledge on a boy my own age. I was sure of my sexuality now. I’m gay!
There was still a lot of summer left and my Boy Scout troop had several trips I was looking forward to. There was a boy 2 years younger than me who I liked buddy-ing with on the outings. His name was Bobby, 15 yrs old, slim like me, about 5’3” and 110 lbs. He had mocha colored skin as smooth as any I’d ever seen. This was the boy I fantasized about when I had my gay spank sessions. He was perfect in every way.
We’d had a few experiences while camping. Late at night when everyone else was asleep and we were awake, we’d wrestle around in the tent and on many occasions had felt each other’s hard on. Until now, I had never really thought about full blown sex with Bobby outside of my spanking fantasies but now I couldn’t stop thinking about the possibilities. The next trip with the Boy Scouts was a week-long trip most of us referred to as summer camp. It was several days away and the longest wait I’ve ever had in my life.
The day of travel finally arrived. We were on our way to summer camp, 7 days & 7 nights in a remote area of the San Bernardino Mountains, alone in a tent every night with the boy of my wildest red hot fantasies. My stomach was tied in knots all the way there.
We arrived at the site, it was a 2 hour hike with all of our gear on our backs to the camp ground. When we got there, we set up our tent as we always did, in the most remote corner of camp. No one seemed to take any notice of it because we had always been the outsiders in the troop. I was glad for this because it made our privacy that much easier. We set up camp and headed for the showers. We always took a shower before dinner. I wondered if I would be able to shower with Bobby without getting an instant hard-on. We got to the showers and undressed, I went into the stalls first, Bobby was always really slow to get in the shower. I began washing, Bobby entered the stall next to me. The stalls were separated by only a few old wooden boards that ran from about knee height to just below chest level. It took only a slight lean in the direction of the next stall to see anything you wanted to see. As I washed I could feel my cock growing. It didn’t help that I repeatedly stroked it with a handful of soft soap. I tried several times to see if Bobby was as excited as I was but he kept his back to me most of the time. He caught me peaking a couple of times and smiled as he looked over his shoulder at me. I was just as happy with the view I had of his gorgeous little brown ass though.
After our shower, we headed to dinner at the camp center. Dinner was long and drawn out, they made announcements, laid out the schedule and went over camp rules. I don’t remember much, I was fixated on the boy I was going to camp with for the next week. I think I might have made him a little uncomfortable looking at him so much but no one else noticed.
Camp dinner was finally over and we headed back to camp. The sun was already below the horizon and it was getting dark fast. It was about a 20 walk back to where we were camped and when we got there it was completely dark. I was so excited!! I knew however that I had to take it slow. If I moved too fast I would surely scare him away. Even though we’d had some feel-up sessions in the past, he had always stopped abruptly and shied away. I had to hold back as much as possible and make sure not to push too hard.
We went into the tent, changed into our pajamas and crawled into our sleeping bags. Neither of us ever slept right away on the camping trips. I laid there in my sleeping bag looking up through the top of the open tent and stared at the stars trying not to think about Bobby’s beautiful body and what I so desperately wanted to do with it. As dark as it was outside, there was a nearly full moon and I could see every perfect feature of Bobby’s adorable face.
Bobby was quieter than usual and I wondered if he was nervous from all of my staring that day. I decided not to try anything that night and rolled over to try to go to sleep. A few moments later I heard Bobby rustling around. I turned over to see what he was doing. He had thrown his sleeping bag open and was laying on top of it with his legs spread open wide, one hand behind his head and the other cupping what was an obvious boner. My heart skipped a beat. I followed suit and threw off the top of my sleeping bag. Not wanting to leave any doubt, I let my hard cock poke straight out so he could see it. I laid there on my side, facing him but not saying anything. He looked down at my hard-on and then back at me and smiled. Instead of the wrestling we had done in the past, I decided to try to move in slowly. I scooted over to him and nestled up against his warm body. He remained silent but we kept eye contact. Again, feeling like I might be rushing him, I began to lay my head down on his shoulder. Before I could get comfortable, he nudged my head with his shoulder as if he wanted me to move, I looked up and said “Tired?”, he shook his head no and rolled my direction. We locked legs and as we did I could feel the heat coming from his crotch. My heart began to pound out of my chest and without even thinking about it, we leaned into the softest most sensual kiss I’d ever dreamed of. We locked lips for a good minute or so. I couldn’t believe it!!! He was doing all of the moving!! We continued to kiss as our hands began to roam. I softly cupped his ass cheek with one hand and pulled gently to help grind our cocks together. We both began to thrust softly into each other, I thought my pants were going to catch fire! I had to see just how far Bobby wanted to go tonight so I moved back and laid flat on my back letting out a long sigh. “Aahhhhh…”. Bobby followed me to my side of the tent, perched himself at my side and went right for the fun bag. He reached down and grabbed my cock through my PJ’s. My head flopped onto my pillow and my eyes rolled back in my head. I reached down and grabbed hold of Bobby’s cock, it was hot like the center of my body. When I took hold, I gently pulled back & forth. He groaned with pleasure and again we began to kiss, this time with a little more fervor. We kissed and groped each other for what seemed like hours (probably a few minutes).
I decided to take the next step and pushed Bobby down on his back, continuing to rub ever so gently on his member. I then found the opening in the front of his PJ pants and worked it open enough to move in. As my hand entered I felt the hot throbbing skin of his perfectly sized cock. I wrapped my hand around his throbbing member, the feeling of skin to skin made me so hot, and I could tell it was working for him as well. I worked my hand back out of his pants but with a firm grasp on his cock brought it out as well. His cock in hand now, I held it firm but gentle in an upright position. For a moment I just gazed at it. It was so beautiful, dark like the rest of his body and the perfect cock head pulsing and growing shinier with every pulse. I began to pump his shaft and he took in a deep breath. He began to breathe heavier as I pumped. I couldn’t take it anymore and decided to try his flavor. I began to move in, I reached his cock and, began to twirl my tongue around the perfect soft purple cock head. It was so hard and so soft at the same time. It obviously set him over the top because almost immediately he blasted loads of his tasty hot cum into my mouth. I continued to swirl my tongue around his cock as he shot his load, adding to the slickness and creating even more heat. His sweet load shot out so many times I lost count. Dripping down my tongue, and all over my lips, my chin and covering my hand, it covered most of my face. I sucked off the rest of the cum from Bobby’s dripping wet cock and licked what I could off of my face.
I sat back up to see Bobby’s face. His mouth was wide open and he was still breathing heavy. I laid back satisfied that I would be able to go further the next time. I rolled onto my side and pulled my sleeping bag over me. Bobby softly asked “do you want me to?”, I turned to him, softly kissed his soft swollen lips and answered, “next time, I’m really tired”. He smiled and rolled over into his sleeping bag. I slept really well that night.
The next day, we went out together to start our merit badge courses. We always took the easiest ones as we were not really interested in them, we just wanted to be able to finish quickly so we could mess around the rest of the day. One of the courses was called outdoor survival. I knew I wanted to take this one but had to convince Bobby. He thought it would be too much work but I explained that one of the requirements was that we had to build a remote campsite at least ¼ mile from anyone else with almost nothing and then spend the night in it. His eyed perked up at the idea and we signed up.
We finished a couple other courses by lunch time and then started out to look for our survival spot. We hiked around on the mountain for a while when we came upon the perfect spot. It was an opening between 2 boulders that were half buried in the hillside. We went right to work, gathering branches and leaves. We covered the top opening with branches until there was just a small opening in front for us to crawl in. We had to get it approved before we could use it so we headed back to camp to get a counselor. When we got back, he was very impressed at our design. He granted immediate approval for us to stay there that night. We were only allowed a single large item each and we both decided to take our sleeping bags. The camp counselor said that’s the item everyone takes.
We went off to dinner, neither of us could wait for dark. When dinner was over we rushed off to the tent to grab our bags and whatever we could carry in our pockets. I took a couple of candles, some matches and my secret bottle of lube! I wasn’t sure I’d be able to use it but I wasn’t going to be without if the opportunity arose.
When we got to the shelter, it was dark, Bobby had brought a flashlight so we could make our way there. We headed inside and laid out the sleeping bags. One of the survival techniques taught in the course is keeping warm in a cold environment and it is said that if you’re ever caught in extreme cold weather with a buddy, to sleep in the same sleeping bag. To go even further, if one or both people are at risk of hypothermia, they suggest the two people strip down because the body temperature skin to skin would keep both people much warmer. This made perfect sense to both of us but not the reason we wanted to share a bag. We explained to the counselor we were going to zip the bags together and share it as one large bag to keep us warmer. He applauded our knowledge of survival skills and headed back to camp leaving Bobby & I to our shelter for the night.
We crawled inside the shelter and climbed into the sleeping bag. We snuggled for a while not saying anything. After a few minutes, I asked, “So, you liked what I did last night then”? He whispered back, “Very much so”. We laid there a few minutes more when Bobby said softly, “I’d like to try it again tonight if you want to”. I raised my head to see his big beautiful smile, then I leaned in and kissed him. Sucking softly on his lower lip, he groaned and pulled away to tell me he was too hot in the sleeping bag. We unzipped it and threw off the top half covering the entire floor of our shelter with a soft pillow like cover. Bobby didn’t waste any time at all reaching for his pants and stripping them off, then his shirt. I followed. We lay there in the buff for a moment taking in the sight of each other’s bodies. Bobby was so sexy, dark skinned all over, no hair anywhere but a small patch circling his hard cock. Perfectly smooth skin and just enough muscle tone to highlight his thin limbs. His ass was absolutely perfect, tiny like mine but perfectly round and begging me to fuck it RAW!!! I moved in closer and pressed my body against his. He hesitated for a moment. “What if the counselor comes back”? I smiled and told him I had surrounded the shelter with dead branches so if anyone approached, we would hear it. He smiled, let a sigh and we began making out. Legs entwined, lips locked, we rocked back & forth rubbing our cocks together. After a few minutes of making out, Bobby pushed me off and propped me up against one side of the shelter. He then sat down in front of me and spread my legs open. Softly sweeping his hands from my knees, down my thighs and coming together at my cock, he took hold with both hands, propped it upright and moved right in. His tongue touched the head of my cock. It was velvety smooth and hot at the same time. He swirled his tongue around the head of my cock and flicked the mushroom shaped rim from my shaft upward. Then leaning in a little further, kissed my purple head, softly sucking on the tip. I hadn’t lit any candles yet but I could make out his smooth ass stuck in the air as he began to take more and more of my cock into his warm soft mouth. I guess I thought I would last longer but the sight of him sucking my cock and the thought of plowing his ass was too much. I warned as softly as I could, “Bobby, I’m going to cum”! He didn’t stop like I thought he would. Instead, he began firmly stroking my shaft a little faster and continued sucking on my tip. I laid back and let the first load shoot into his mouth. I grabbed 2 fists full of sleeping bag as my body shook with pleasure. Bobby didn’t let a single drop lose. He drank from my love stick until I was totally dry. He sat back and asked “How was that”? I smiled still a bit out of breath and said “Perfect, my turn”!
I’d had his cock the night before but I needed to taste it again! I pushed him back on the sleeping back and dove for his beautiful cock. I began stroking his shaft while twirling my tongue around his swollen head, much harder than the night before. I recalled the movies I’d seen at uncle Donnie’s house and moved into position and with one hand firmly stroking his cock, gently sucking on his tip, I reached between his ass cheeks with my free hand and pressed a finger in until I could feel his puckered hole. I gently massaged his hole and he let out a feverish “OOoohhh”!! A moment later, my mouth was full of his hot white juice. I drank the sweet nectar until he relaxed again and there was no more erupting.
We laid there for a while in silence when Bobby spoke, “That was way better than last night”! I rolled on my side next to him and noticed we both still had raging hard-ons. I ran my hand softly from the top of his chest down to his still swollen member and grabbed hold. He arched his back and gave a slight gasp. I wasn’t expecting his reaction but liked it. I looked at him and asked, “do you want to do more”? He hesitated for a moment and said “You mean”? I nodded yes. He said “But we don’t have any…” I put my finger up to his lips to hush him. I leaned in and kisses him softly on the lips. I could taste the cum still on his lips and was sure he could taste it too. I liked it. I leaned over to the pile of clothes next to me and reached into the pocket. I pulled out the bottle of lube my uncle had given me and showed him, smiling from ear to ear. His body relaxed as he exclaimed “oh fuck yes”!
We began to kiss again and I rolled over to straddle him. I began to reach for his cock when he stopped me, “please fuck me first”!
I sat up straight and rolled Bobby over on his tummy under me so that his perfectly tan tight ass faced me just below my rock hard cock. I poured some lube out on my cock and rubbed it around to cover it completely. What was left, dripped down into the crack of Bobby’s perky pooh hole. I added a few more drops to his crack and worked it in using my cock. I ran my cock up & down his crack, working it deeper with each pass until I could feel his hole with my tip. As I pushed gently, Bobby spread his legs a little to allow the best access. I pushed a bit more and felt the head of my cock squeezing into his tight hole. I pressed on and just like my uncles cock when he fucked me a few weeks earlier, I felt a slight pop as my cock head poked past his hole. I paused and heard Bobby grunt in pain. “Oh god, it hurts”! he said. I asked, “do you want me to not?” I felt his tight hole relax just a little and he laid his head back down and said, “No, please don’t stop, I want you to fuck me”. I waited a moment and began again to press my cock into Bobby’s beautiful, tight, hot ass. As I pushed in deeper, Bobby groaned but this time it was more of a pleasure groan. I looked down to see only about a half inch of my cock still outside Bobby’s hole. I pushed in to fill his ass completely. When I reached the hilt I paused, laid myself down on his back and kissed his shoulder. I could feel his ass tighten around my cock shaft every time we moved. He turned his head to the side and whispered, “please fuck me…”. I obliged, I began slowly working my cock out until only my head was left, then slowly back inside of him until I bottomed out again. It was the hottest feeling I’d ever experienced. Again Bobby whispered, “Fuck me, please fuck me hard!”.
I started to fuck my camping buddy faster. I propped myself up and planted my knees into the sleeping bag for traction. I plunged my cock into Bobby’s tight ass harder and faster each time. After a minute, I laid back down on his back and wrapped my arms around his chest, grasped as hard as I could and fucked that tight ass as hard and fast as I could. The friction was so hot I thought for sure I was going to tear Bobby’s ass. His tight hole felt like someone’s fingers wrapped around my cock, gripping it as hard as they could. Bobby yelped, “fuck yes”! “Fuck yes”! “fuck my ass”! I pumped his tight hole as hard as I could, my balls slapping against his with every thrust. Moments later, I was there, I came harder than I had ever cum before, pouring my hot cum deep inside Bobby’s love cavern. Just like my uncle and me, each time I squirted a load into Bobby, his tight hole would clamp down on my cock causing me to cum even harder! I blasted my load into Bobby’s hole. When the eruption subsided, I slid my still hard cock out of his bruised hole for the last time. I rolled off of Bobby, he rolled over as well to reveal that he too had cum, all over the sleeping bag, leaving a huge wet spot. He smiled at me, we were both quite out of breath. We moved to a dry spot on the sleeping bag, wrapped each other limbs tied and after a few passion filled kisses, fell fast asleep.
Fortunately it got cold that night and woke us up enough that we had to put our clothes on. Otherwise we would have been discovered by the camp counselors for sure.
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A new day, a new me part 11

I know it takes me a bit to put these out; I either put out small bursts or a longer chapter. In case people don’t understand the whole work/family/obligations thing it keeps me from writing most of the time. Anyway back to work.
Buzzer goes off at six and I’m out of bed as quietly and quickly as my body will move me. I get into my work out shorts and a tank top and creep through the house and bypass anything not resembling the garage/gym. I stretch out a bit then it’s all heavy bag, it takes about ten minutes for my body to wake up when I really start to feel my bruises. As much as it hurts I keep remembering the kick that broke my nose, the last bat swing, getting blinded and held down so some Indian fuck can tell me why he hates the fact that I have a big enough cock to fuck his fiancé and he doesn’t.
I don’t know how long I’ve been hitting the bag but it’s not moving like it was when I started. I stop and pull back from the body shots I’m giving ‘gigantor’ number 1 to see my dad holding the bag. I move into kicks and I never understood that fucking Rocky movie and breaking ribs in a side of beef until now.
“You going to talk to me about it or should I just tell your mother that you’re having serious issues,” Dad asks me still holding the bag.
I shrug and let off another kick and take the tape off my feet to check. Dad points me to the bench and sits me down to do the check himself.
“I have to tell your mother something boy,” Dad asks again.
“I want pain, I want to give pain and I want to lick the blood and tears off their faces and have their families watch me do it,” I reply angrier than I was that first day when I found Heather and Derek in the music room.
“Okay, so tell her you’re working things out and will be fine,” Dad says smiling.
I look at him with a puzzled look, did I just get a blessing or an alibi. Dad rewraps my foot and we get back to me and the heavy bag. We’re at it for I don’t even keep track of how long before he stops me and directs me to the shower. I pass Mom in the dining room who smiles weakly to me and gets back to making breakfast.
I’m out of the shower and see that it’s about eight in the morning; I get dressed and watch as the girls pile out of their rooms for breakfast. I get through my second plate and realize that Mom, Liz and Katy are all staring at me while Dad eats and reads the paper.
“Am I interesting this morning,” I ask downing my last piece of bacon.
“Are you feeling okay honey,” Mom asks.
I shrug and clear my plate in the sink then head off to my room to look at facebook and I decide to update my status. ‘Up and fighting mad, good breakfast and time to fuck people up’ I leave on the page. I read the post and get to site surfing.
I cool off after a bit and see it’s eleven when I get a knock on my door. Jun steps in and freezes when he sees my face.
“Holy Christ did you get into a fight with the football team,” Jun asks closing the door.
“Nope but I really want to meet up with them again,” I reply letting him have the chair.
He takes the seat shaking his head and plugs my phone into his laptop then both of them into my computer. I let him work and get a book and hop onto my bed to read.
“Okay so what did you say to my Mom the other day,” Jun finally asks me.
“Why man, does it matter,” I reply remembering his mom.
“Dude she is calmer than I’ve ever seen her, she is taking Natsuko out for shopping and lunch, they are buying me clothes while they are out, and my Dad apparently got lucky for the first time since before Natsuko was born cause he’s smiling,” Jun tells me looking up from the computers.
I shrug and head over to the computer/cable thing Jun has assembled. He runs over all the technical babble about phone book, sim card and salvageable info. He uploads my phone numbers to my address book on my computer when Katy pops in.
“Hey Jun, Guy your Mom says she’s gonna go get you a new phone and I’m getting some clothes,” Katy hesitates on the last word,” We’ll be back later since you have company. Oh Jun, be here when I get back so you can walk me through my studies.”
“Alright, get yourself a tough hooded jacket,” I tell Katy as she heads out.
“Did she just talk to me like a person,” Jun asks me.
I chuckle and go over the whole story of what happened when I got jumped and that I knew one of the guys who did it. As we’re talking I notice he’s wearing blue jeans and a thin white T-shirt.
“So what’s with the shirt,” I ask.
“Only t-shirts I own are undershirts,” Jun tells me pulling at the thin white shirt.
“Here man, wear this and get it back when you get better ones,” I tell him tossing him a black JTHM shirt,” Also tell your sister or mom to get you a tough hooded coat.”
I watch him put my shirt on and send off a text message to one of the women. I get back to showing him my bruises on my chest and back.
“So you’re going to get even with them I’m guessing,” Jun asks.
“No, I’m going to make shit hurt,” I reply coldly.
“So what can I do man,” Jun asks me.
I pause for a second. He wants in, he’s known me for less than a week and he’s going to help me beat some ass. I start laughing till my bruises stop me and he’s got a puzzled and pissed look on his face.
“What the hell is so funny,” Jun asks hotly.
“When was the last time you were actually in a fight,” I get out trying to slow my breathing.
“Doesn’t matter, you can kick some people around and they’re just going to hit you back. If you really want to get payback you need to hit them with something that says ‘I can own your ass’,” Jun says calming back down.
“Okay consigliore, get me info so I can break them but I will kick someone’s ass for this,” I tell him pointing to my nose and the stitches on my head.
I tell him exactly what was said and let him do the networking with his friends. While he works we bullshit about school and girls, he tells me he couldn’t get the girl to come by the day he brought Katy to his place. I sit back and think about it for a few minutes. We discuss Katy being here and I explain the situation and have him save all the pictures on my phone. I walk him through how to talk to the girl he wants and what to do if she hesitates.
“Okay so what if she flat out says no,” Jun asks.
“Then you walk; don’t talk to her unless she finds you. Don’t hang out around her, and don’t speak to her friends about her,” I tell him,” If she’s interested she’ll come to you otherwise she ain’t worth the work you’ll do to get her to pay attention.
My facebook starts getting messages from Mathilda on it. Jun lets me have the chair and I respond that I’m here. She says she tried texting me, I tell her about my phone when I hear a clicking. Jun is taking pics of my nose and stitches with his camera phone. I get back to Mathilda and tell her what happened, she gives me the ‘wait that was you and you’re still alive’. Apparently the rumor is that a high school student was mugged and beaten to death. I ask her what she’s doing today and agree to meet up with her when she’s free in an hour; she says she’ll pick me up since I should avoid walking.
“Wait, you’re dating Katy and some girl named Kori, now you’re going to meet another girl from another school named Mathilda later today,” Jun says to me confused.
“Is there a question in there or just a statement of my life,” I ask Jun.
“Well I’m just wondering if you’re starting a harem or something,” Jun inquires.
I try to explain the situation with Kori and Katy, and then add to it some of the other women I’ve been with since this whole thing started leaving out Tracy and his mom.
“So what do I do if Katy tries to pay me for help with school work with sex,” Jun finally asks.
“Well since you’re not with the mystery girl then I say go for it if that’s what she’s doing,” I tell him calmly,” honestly since Katy and Kori know I’m having sex with other girls I figure that you’re safe enough.”
He nods and gets back to his friend networking; I start to hate this part of the game. I’m stuck watching other people gather information while I sit around nursing wounds and get angrier about not doing. The door opening snaps me to my senses, its Dad motioning me out to the living room. I round the corner and see all 6’4” Amazon build of Mathilda clad in blue jeans and a flannel shirt with a denim jacket.
“Are you heading out and is the Asian boy staying here,” Dad asks.
I head back and grab my coat, leaving Jun instructions for what I want with information and to leave me a message on my computer if Lajita wants to talk to me. I tell Dad everything will be fine I just need to clear my head and step out with Mathilda. We step out and I see she’s got her little car with her and I pile in the passenger’s side and we head away from my home.
“It’s been over a week,” Mathilda decides to break the silence,” and you haven’t called or texted or nothing. Now you want to meet up and you look like you’ve been beaten with a stick.”
“It was a bat,” I reply chuckling,” they hit me with a bat.”
“You got jumped and now you wanna hang out with me,” Mathilda asks pulling into a decentish neighborhood.
“I need someone I can talk to who isn’t everyday involved in my life,” I tell her as we pull into a single floor house’s driveway.
We get out of her small car and she unlocks the door letting me inside. It’s a little like true bachelors pad only a little cleaner, older furniture and random mail piled up next to one recliner. I pass the living room and follow Mathilda to her room. I never thought I would walk into the room my dad probably dreamed of for me as a baby but I just did. Sports posters on the wall, a damn weight bench in the corner and a twin bed up against the wall for space. I let Mathilda take a spot on her bench while I sit on her bed.
“So not many guys come over I take it,” I ask moving back up against the wall.
“I don’t get much company period,” Mathilda tells me looking at her hands in her lap,” I don’t have a lot of friends at school.”
“You are the captain of your basket ball team and you don’t have friends,” I ask slightly dumbfounded.
“I’m a freak, Dad raised me for years and now that I’m old enough he takes more work driving truck,” She tells me still staring down,” I got weights for my fourteenth birthday for fuck’s sake.”
“And I’m the product of a drunk and an ex-military combat junkie,” I tell her pulling back my hood,” You are a six foot Amazon, just figure out what you want and do it. I know why I’m here but do you?”
Mathilda finally breaks from looking at her hands and looks straight at me with a little fear and sadness. I watch her get up and motion me to stay put while she heads out of the room. I take my cue and strip down to my boxer briefs and lay down under the covers.
“Okay, if you laugh I swear to god I’m going to make what happened to you this weekend look like a trip to Disney land,” I hear Mathilda ask from the hallway.
I watch Mathilda come back around the corner, yellow lace bra and matching panties. I pull the blankets back and invite her over into her own bed. She walks over quickly and slides into bed with me, pulling the blankets over us.
“I’m really nerv…,” Mathilda gets about that far when I stop her talking with a kiss.
I start to wrap her up in my arms when I get pull by my hips and rolled onto my back. Quickly my shorts get yanked off and I watch Mathilda slip under the covers. I feel Mathilda take my cock in her hand, it’s rough and unfamiliar as I let her stroke me hard when I feel her lips on my cock. It’s warm and wet but not familiar take maybe 2 inches at a time.
“Okay, put your hand on what’s not in your mouth and work it up and down while you use your mouth,” I tell her pulling the blankets off her head.
I feel her put her hand back onto my cock as she follows my instructions slowing giving me her presumably first blowjob. Mathilda starts slow and almost methodical but it’s starting to feel good and I am fully hard now but I want more. I let her keep working while I move us to our sides and after some prodding have her facing me on her side in a sixty nine. I get her to spread her legs a little bit, I realize she could probably crush my skull with her thighs but I pull the nicest panties I’ve seen aside and start tonguing her clit. Mathilda reacts immediately with moaning on my cock and lets it fall from her mouth gasping; I wrap my arm around her hip and bury my face into her pussy.
I realize that she shaved for this since that night in the locker room as I take my tongue and run it in circles along the entrance to Mathilda’s pussy. I can hear her moaning loudly but nothing prepares me for the leg vice on my head, I can’t move so I shove my tongue as deep as I can get it into her pussy. I can feel Mathilda trying to put my cock back in her mouth but all I get are light licks when she locks up again and I take my first real taste of Mathilda as I get a rush of her juices in my mouth.
“Oh fucking shit I came,” Mathilda tells me gasping.
I muffle out ‘I noticed’ from between her legs, she lets go and I get some air in my lungs and roll onto my back. I feel movement on the bed and see Mathilda stripping out of her panties. I sit up and move to my knees, I let her get her panties off before pushing her down onto her hands and knees. I move up behind her pushing her knees together and slam the whole of my cock inside Mathilda’s pussy.
Mathilda’s pussy is tighter like this and it feels better with each thrust, I see trying to keep her face in the blankets on her bed. It’s good but I get that feeling like something’s missing; I’m not wanting a soft time with her. I grab Mathilda by her blonde hair and pull her face out of the blanket, the angle lets her squeeze me harder and I keep hammering in and out of her pussy. Finally I get her to stop gritting her teeth and starts moaning with each thrust.
“I’m gonna cum in you soon,” I tell her accentuating each word with a thrust.
“No, wait,” Mathilda tells me trying to stop,” I’m not on birth control.”
“Well you should figure something out soon,” I smirk down at her still watching my cock hammer in and out.
I slap Mathilda’s ass and get a quick gasp, I see her try to get her balance but I keep her head where I want it. More hammering and I can feel her tighten up like she’s coming again; I thrust fast in and out then just stop suddenly.
“What, why did you stop? I almost came,” Mathilda asks me.
“Well maybe it’s my turn,” I tell her leaving my cock buried in her,” Now you tell me why you should get to cum again if I can’t cum the way I want?”
I grind my hips against hers, Mathilda moans from the teasing. I watch as she starts bucking her own hips back onto my cock to get herself off. I smile a little at her attempts then slowly start to pull out of Mathilda’s pussy.
“No please don’t stop,” Mathilda begs me with half my cock still inside her.
“What’s in it for me,” I ask slowly pushing back inside.
“Ohhhhh, I’ll take it in the mouth or whatever just let me finish pleeeeease,” Mathilda begs me trying to keep her hips still.
“Okay,” I tell her, then letting go of her hair I grab her hips and start thrusting as fast as I can,” Does my new bitch want to cum now?”
“Yes, please make me cum,” Mathilda moans out.
“Tell me what you are and I’ll finish in your mouth,” I tell her thrusting deeply into her pussy.
“I’m your bitch, make your bitch come please,” Mathilda begs looking back at me.
It’s all the consent I need; I reach under her and start rubbing her clit while taking short thrusts in and out of her pussy. It takes a few seconds before Mathilda lets out a loud groan and I feel her squirt on my balls. I get that tingle and pull out of her pussy and lay down on my back, motioning her to my cock. I get her face over my cock and shove it into her mouth. She put her hands on the bed as I face fuck four inches in and out of her mouth. I feel the tingle again and holding Mathilda’s head in place shoot off into her mouth and throat. Mathilda panics for a little bit and gags but I feel her swallow as much as she can. I let her head go and she quickly lets my deflating cock fall from her mouth. I rest my head on her pillow while Mathilda steps out from the room for a minute.
After a couple minutes I see her come back in from the bathroom, she sits down next to where I’m laying on the bed in her nice lingerie.
“So I’m your bitch now,” Mathilda tells me smirking.
“Well I have two girlfriends who know I’m having sex with other girls, might as well just round it out to three,” I tell her checking my stitches on my head.
“Let me see those,” Mathilda takes my head in her hands and turns it to look,” That was defiantly better than the first time by the way. I just wish some of the bitches at my school could have seen me fucking like a porn star. It’d make them jealous little bitches.”
“Wait a minute,” I bolt up from the bed,” What did you just say?”
“It was better than the first time we had sex,” Mathilda says puzzled.
“No, the other thing,” I ask her.
“I figure if the girls who think I’m a freak at school saw us having sex like that they’d be jealous,” Mathilda says again more puzzled now than before.
It hits me like a bolt from on high, Lajita’s ‘fiancé’ was the ringleader. I warned Derek but he talked him into it. I can get to Derek and the other’s but that asshole needs a real lesson in payback. And now thanks to Mathilda I got the best idea I’ve had all weekend. I take Mathilda by the head and kiss her deep and softly till she relaxes up against me. We stop kissing after a few minutes and she rests her head in my lap as I sit against the wall on her bed.
“So are we going to even see each other again,” Mathilda asks me quietly.
“Yes, you’re the tough girlfriend,” I tell her smiling,” and you’re brilliant. But I don’t like you being at another school so I think you should transfer at the beginning of next year.”
My not-so-little Amazon girlfriend perks up to the thought and I have her and I start getting dressed, it’s been about an hour and I know I’ve got to bring Jun and Katy up to speed. We head back home in Mathilda’s car and I promise her I’m not playing around with her as my third girlfriend.
I get back inside at home and am greeted by a new cell phone and Jun is walking Katy through math at the table. I text Kori and Mathilda immediately with my phone to let them know I’m back in communication and decide to chill out in my room till dinner.
The rest of the evening goes fairly well. Dinner happened with Jun joining us and his mother and Natsuko coming by to pick him up after dinner. Jun’s Mom recognized me immediately but simply smile and greeted me like we’d never met before confusing the hell out of her children. After they leave I head back to my room. It takes about ten minutes before I have Katy coming into my room unannounced.
“Okay so what is the deal with the giant your Dad was talking about,” she ask me sprawling out on my bed.
“Tough girlfriend,” I tell her sitting down at my computer,” she kinda rounds it out to a good number for me. Plus I am pretty sure you and Kori aren’t the jealous types.”
“So Jun is really wanting to help with your whole revenge thing and I’m wondering where I stand in all this,” Katy tells me changing the subject.
I start to lay out some of the details for my plan and stress that if I don’t get Lajita to speak to me it’s gonna be more fighting and less fun. We talk a little more before I decide that I need some sleep and kick Katy out so I can get up tomorrow.
I have my first Monday with Katy in the house and it goes about as well as expected. I’m up sore, showered in pain and eat breakfast while mom checks my stitches and nose. Tracy shows up on time to take us to school. I get in the back with Kori and sit in the middle so Katy can sit on the other side of me. I’m gently cuddled on the way to school.
My arrival at school is met by staring and people whispering, probably about what happened to me. I exit the car and pull my hood up to see Katy wearing her black and green tripp pants with a ‘Slipknot’ band t shirt and Kori has her brown Capri pants and a blue sport tank top on. What catches my eye more so is once out of the car both Katy and Kori , Katy a denim one with some studs in the shoulder and some different patches and Kori a bright green hoodie with angel wings on the back in fake stones. I smile about the coats and they flank me as we head off to class, I watch Kori and Katy head off to their classes after getting a kiss from both and I get to my first period.
Not much happened in classes and Kori, Liz, Jun, Natsuko and some new Asian girl sit at the table ‘my’ lunch table. I can hear people talking while I eat but a poke from Liz draws my attention to Lajita sitting at a table with an Indian boy and two larger guys, one black and one islander I think.
“Liz, I want their names and either I meet with Lajita today or I swear you’ll have to live with the stigma of ‘my brother killed people during lunch’,” I get out of my mouth growling.
Liz pats me on the shoulder and I watch her head over Lajita’s table and after some talking her and Lajita get up and leave the cafeteria.
“Hey Guy are you doing okay,” Jun asks from his seat at the table.
“I’m wonderful,” I tell him finally noticing the girl with glasses next to him,” Who is she, and why the fuck is she at my table.”
“Dude, this is my new girlfriend Lilly,” Jun gestures to his girl in glasses.
I take a second to actually acknowledge this girl, a little heavy set but cute, shoulder length black hair and brown eyes. I nod to her and finish my meal when my phone goes off, it’s Liz and she says to meet her in the by the library.
“Meet me in the Gym during homeroom,” I tell everyone at the table and head off to the library.
I get to the library and see Liz talking to a scared Lajita. Both turn to greet me but it’s Lajita who looks nervous. I nod to Liz and she heads back to the cafeteria leaving us alone.
“Did I do something you didn’t like,” I ask Lajita from my hood.
“No,” Lajita answers sheepishly.
“Then why did your ‘fiancé’ get his goons to do this,” I say pulling my hood back and letting her see my broken nose and stitches.
That’s when the waterworks start, Lajita starts crying and speaking in her language. I let her calm down and have her sit on one of the benches.
“He’s not my fiancé, my parents didn’t want to let me marry him and he’s taken it very personal,” Lajita tells me wiping her tears.
“Well then I need your help getting him back,” I tell her kneeling down.
“But he’ll just have his friends come after you again, fighting won’t fix this,” Lajita tells me quietly.
“I have a plan but you need to help me, either that or I get to use some gratuitous violence,” I tell her smiling.
“Okay but what is it you have in mind,” she asks me.
“During homeroom meet me in the Gym,” I tell her helping her up then heading off to class.
Fifth period is the point I have been waiting on since Saturday when I enter the classroom and see Derek and Heather sitting and talking at their old seats. I enter with my hood back and watch them get quiet as I take my seat. Class goes well aside from the creepy quiet in the seats behind me. At the end of class I turn to Derek and smile.
“Is something wrong Derek, did you want to say something to my face,” I smile at him coldly.
“Man are you okay or something, we can talk if you want,” Derek asks nervously.
“Sure, what did you do last Friday, you two go off and have some fun,” I ask still cold.
“Ummm, Derek was hanging out with his family Friday because I had practice,” Heather says wondering what I’m talking about.
I just smile big and head out to homeroom with my hood up. It takes a second to get a slip for the Gym and I head out. Girls are having basketball practice and I see that I’m the last one to show up for my meeting. Kori and Katy are quiet while Liz, Lajita, Natsuko and Jun are chatting amongst themselves.
“I know some of you are with me in what I have planned but I am going to need everyone’s help to pull this off,” I start telling them,” Liz I need information from you, I want to know who the goon squad is with the guy who’s stalking Lajita. Katy and Natsuko I need to meet with whoever heads up the punk groups in school soon. Jun you’re my right hand on this, I need eyes in the back of my head and you have your ‘geek’ squad to make it happen.”
I start to lay out different details on my plan to everyone, I learn that the ‘fiancé’ is called Kamran and his goon squad is with him for four classes and his homeroom. I let everyone figure out their parts when I get pulled aside by Kori and Katy.
“Okay, I think you need to calm down babe,” Kori tells me,” your plan isn’t going to work.”
“What part,” I ask half heartidly.
“Okay, I don’t know what you’re going to do about Derek or Kamran, but the other two guys you’re just going to lead into a field and beat with a bat,” Kori says with a ‘really’ expression.
“I’m waiting for the negative on this Kori,” I reply.
“You follow my plan then and I’ll get rid of the goons,” Kori tells me heading off to where Tracy is practicing with her team.
I start to follow when Katy sits me down on the bleachers. I watch her move behind me and pulling my hood back she checks the stitches on my head. I close my eyes and just enjoy her hands touching my head when she starts talking.
“I can take you to talk to John today,” Katy tells me,” but he’s either gonna fight you or want to fuck me to get whatever you’re asking for.”
“Okay, so I get to fight him. Is he like a martial arts god or something,” I ask Katy leaning back into her lap.
“Wait, you want to fight him. I could just have sex with him,” Katy says with a level of disbelief.
“Katy, maybe I didn’t make it clear when I said you were MY girlfriend,” I tell her smiling,” now where the fuck do I find Johnny boy?”
She gets up from behind me and leads me out of the Gym to the parking lot. At the far lot I get to a black station wagon with a group of punks sitting around it. I motion Katy to wait and putting my hood up approach alone.
“Which one of you is John,” I ask loudly.
I watch the crowd part and get to look at Johnny, about six foot tall black guy. He has a short Mohawk and is wearing torn up tank top and olive green cargo pants. I see enough piercings in his face to make one Swiss army knife.
“Who the fuck are you and what the fuck you want,” Johnny rudely asks.
“I’m Guy, I was told you were the one who didn’t need to live at home because you have flop houses,” I tell him being annoyingly polite.
“I got my own places yeah, why the fuck do you want to know,” Johnny asks me again.
“Well I want to use one to really fuck up this preppy kid,” I tell him still with the ultra polite tones.
I hear Johnny and his friends laughing, not sure why but he places his hand on my shoulder I’m guessing to help with his joke.
“Get the fuck out of here,” Johnny tells me walking away.
“Really want me to leave,” I pull my hood back so Johnny and his friends can see my face,” What about after I get back to the office bleeding from my stitches after you assaulted me.”
“What the fuck are you talking about, you’re not…,” is about as far as Johnny gets as I reach up and pull the first stitch out of my head.
Seeing that I have their attention I start walking forward and remove the second stitch. Its amazes me that as much as it hurts I’m still marveling at people with amateur tattoos and piercings looking like they’re going to vomit. I back Johnny up to his car by the time I get the third stitch out.
“You’re hyena’s, you look really tough and as a group you are very scary looking,” I tell Johnny wiping some blood on my hand,” but aside from that what do you do? Nothing, now either you or I come to an agreement or we find out how much blood can leak out of my head before people call the authorities.”
I place my bloody hand on his shoulder and watch him just stare at me in a level of disbelief. The other punks have cleared a circle around us and aren’t really moving, just standing wondering what I’m going to do next.
“Okay, I’ll help but seriously are you going to kill this guy you’re after,” Johnny asks me.
“No, that would be too easy, I’m going to ruin his dreams,” I reply smiling.
I take my hand off Johnny’s shoulder and walk back over to Katy who as soon as I get close just kisses me on the spot. I enjoy the moment till she pulls back and marches me to the nurse’s office. I get my head wrapped and tell the nurse it was itchy and I didn’t realize what I had done till too late. School ends and I catch the bus with Katy, Kori and Liz home.
My afternoon and evening are pretty normal; Mom is upset about my stitches. I’m sitting at my computer when I get a chat message from Lajita asking me what I’m planning for Kamran and her. I tell her it’ll happen soon and it’ll be after school if she can get free, she replies that she’ll help but doesn’t want to be a part of any violence. I make no promises and end the conversation with that.
Tuesday morning is another uneventful start to a fairly boring day. I get up out and to school like normal. It’s the start of third period when my phone buzzes in my coat. Tracy texts me to say to get out of class as quickly as I can. I head up to the teacher and say I’m feeling dizzy and ask to see the nurse.
I head to the office but get stopped along the way by Hanna, the red head from the basketball team.
“Tracy told me that you need to get to the Gym and hide behind the bleachers till she texts,” Hanna tells me heading off to the gym.
I’m confused but I head over and get behind the bleachers, quietly avoiding the teacher running the class through volleyball. About fifty minutes of co-ed volleyball and I watch the teacher dismiss the class to the locker room. It takes a minute before I see some of the students talking, a couple girls and the two ‘bodyguards’ for a few minutes before the girls head off the their locker room.
“Kori told me you needed those two gone so we did you a favor,” Tracy says nearly scaring the shit out of me.
“What the fuck is going on,” I ask Tracy getting a hold of myself.
“Wait till the guys go into the girl’s locker room then go get my dad at the office,” Tracy tells me leaving the Gym.
Sure enough it takes a few minutes and I watch the guys look around for a minute then sneak into the girl’s locker room. I let the door close and head out to the office and catch Coach Campbell in Mrs. Jackson’s office.
“Coach Campbell, I don’t mean to interrupt but I was coming here when I saw some guys sneaking into the girl’s locker room,” I them groggily.
“Mr. Donnelly are you okay,” Mrs. Campbell asks me taking me from the doorway and sitting me down in a chair.
I watch Coach leave the office in a hurry and one of the female teacher’s follow him out. Mrs. Jackson gets me a glass of water and what happens next is pure priceless art. I watch Coach Campbell walk two boys in their underwear across grounds during lunch time to the office and sit them down in the lobby. At Mrs. Jackson’s request he helps me to the nurse’s office, I let both of the guys see my face and smirk lightly.
I get a clean bill of health from the nurse and get out just in time to get a quick bite for lunch. I see Kori and the gang all sitting at the same table and head over. Sitting down all of them just kinda look at me smirking.
“Okay what’s so funny,” I ask trying to eat my crappy pizza.
“Two down man,” Jun tells me holding up his phone.
I see the video feed on his phone of both guys from the locker room being marched across the campus. I look at Kori who is smiling big; I shake my head and march out of the cafeteria without a word. I head to the Gym and sure enough she doesn’t miss me this time when she follows me.
“What the hell did I do,” Kori asks rounding the corner.
I shrug and put her back up against the wall, kissing her deeply. She’s stunned for a second but warms up to the kiss quickly, wrapping her arms in my coat. I bring my hands inside her shirt, rubbing them on her warm skin I trail my left hand down her stomach and slowly back her up against the wall of the Gym.
“Didn’t we do this before,” Kori asks me breaking the kiss.
I smile and shake my head no then slide my hand from her stomach down her capri pants and inside her panties. It takes a second for her to open her legs but as soon as they get apart I find her clit and rub my fingers on either side of it slowly. Kori’s head rests on the wall with her gasping lightly as I rub her clit and start to kiss her neck. She puts her arm around me and pulls against her side giving me better access down her pants. I speed up my rubbing when I get another body pressed against me, it’s Katy licking my ear and grabbing my cock through my jeans.
I’m getting hard but I can feel Kori getting wet so I speed up my fingers on her clit eliciting a deeper moan from her. Katy is not letting up off my cock and has moved onto the other side of Kori placing her free hand up Kori’s sweater and onto her breast. Kori is writhing as we both work her over, her hips bucking against my hand and fingers.
“Ohhhh fuck I’m gonna cum,” Kori moans before going rigid.
Katy and I hold Kori up and keep playing with her body as she orgasms hard and grips me against her. Gasping she regains her balance and I remove my hand from her pants and Kori grabs my face and kisses me causing Katy to have to let go of us both. After the kiss Kori adjusts herself and both girls stare at me for a second grinning.
“Oh I know that look but I am saving it for later,” I tell them both,” Katy, tell Johnny boy that I need that place by the time homeroom starts. And Kori?”
“Yeah Guy,” Kori responds.
“Gonna need you to get your Mom’s van and bring some toys,” I tell her smiling.
We head back to classes and the rest of the day the school is buzzing, apparently some guys got it in their head that the girls in third period Gym were gonna have some sort of sex party with a couple guys but when the guys got into the girls locker room and stripped down they found they weren’t invited. After that it took the timely intervention of Coach Campbell and some screaming girls to get the ‘perverts’ out of the locker room. I’m defiantly going to make this up to Kori.
Derek and Heather on the other hand look really off during fifth period. Heather is quiet and but trying to be nice but Derek is avoiding eye contact and mumbling a lot. I let him stew; I’ve got something planned for him later. I get a pass out of homeroom and text Lajita; she’s waiting in the parking lot with Johnny and Katy.
I get out to them and see Lajita in a pink skirt and blouse, and Johnny has a vest on with Hyena patched on the back. I chuckle at the patch as I approach.
“Hey if we’re hyenas than what are you,” Johnny asks me.
“I’m a tiger, I don’t need a pack but I can use one,” I tell him from my hood,” And if you don’t kill me I’ll come after you and everyone who looks like you.”
Johnny shakes his head,” Okay Katy, we hang out but this guy makes really wonder if I’m gonna get jail time for doing this.”
Everyone looks at me for a second and I just shrug and get into John’s car with Lajita, I give Katy a kiss and tell her to meet us once her and Kori are ready.
“So what is it we’re doing,” Lajita asks me.
“Do you want Kamran to be bothering you for the rest of your life,” I ask her.
Lajita shakes her head no and I explain the part that she’s going to help me with. Johnny even starts looking at me in the rearview as I describe how it’s going to play out.
“Okay but if he’s not broken then I want him gone,” Lajita tells me with a very serious look.
“Done, won’t be the first time John has had to gang beat a prep kid, right John,” I say smirking at him.
“I got half my crew waiting man, I’ll be ready if you need me,” Johnny tells me pulling up to one of the abandoned office buildings downtown.
We all exit the car and Johnny does a meet and greet with his crew, a chubby Goth/punk girl waves me inside the building. I lead Lajita inside and on the third floor we are a bedroom which is basically a few mattresses on the floor and some broken furniture. I get a sturdy chair and put it to the side for Lajita to sit in and set myself down on the mattresses while I wait for Katy and Kori to do their work.
“So how is Kamran going to get here,” Lajita asks me.
“Kori, her and Katy are jealous that I’m spending time with you so they’re going to get Kamran and bring him here to get you. And then we get to have some fun,” I tell her smiling.
I can see she’s tense and really nervous about this so I decide to lighten the mood.
“Why did you come into my room that night during the slumber party,” I ask Lajita to kill time.
“You were nice to me. Guys I deal with at school weren’t because I had Kamran around me all the time so they treated me like he did,” Lajita tells me.
“Okay but I’ve never talked to you before the sleep over,” I reply wondering what she’s talking about.
“I’ve been over with Elizabeth before, you were always polite and didn’t talk down to me, you even got the door for me when I was over,” Lajita regales me with my apparently very chivalrous nature.
“Okay so you wanted to repay me for being a nice guy with sex,” I ask a little confused.
“Well I didn’t want sex to be with someone like Kamran so I just took the opportunity,” Lajita tells me,” My mom knew what I was doing and she was fine with it. It’s not like you didn’t want to.”
“No I was very much wanting too… Wait, your MOM knew,” I ask bolting up from the mattress.
“Yes, my culture is very open when it comes to sex. You westerners are really kinda prudish, and why anal sex is a fetish I’ll never know,” Lajita tells me as I sit in stunned silence.
After about 20 minutes I get a text from Katy on Kori’s phone saying they’re here and heading up. I motion to Lajita to go hide in the corner as I take off my coat and move into the hall. Loud footsteps from the stairs. Quickly enough I see Kamran get to the top of the stairs and slow down when he sees me.
“How’s it going Special K,” I call to him from the hallway.
“You give me back my fiancé and you do it now or I swear,” Kamran says covering the distance.
“You swear what, you’ll get your bodyguards and Derek to help you jump me,” I tell him standing my ground,” Funny thing, I don’t see your boys here, and Lajita came here with me. So who brought you here?”
I watch him freeze for a second so he can take it all in, my girlfriends got him to come here, drove him here and he walked in on his own with no help he can trust. He starts to look around then focuses on the open door behind me.
“You give her back to me now,” Kamran tells me weakly.
“I didn’t take her, she came here with me. Now you got a choice, I’m hurt and you’ve got no backup this is your shot Special K,” I tell him reveling in my new nickname,” you want to prove you’re a real man or just a spoiled kid with money?”
I can see Kamran get angry and watch him rush me the remaining fifteen feet between us and take probably the best swing he’s had in his life at me. Problem is only way to not see this haymaker is to be blind and deaf. I step back letting the swing go past my face and as Kamran goes off balance I lock my arm under his swing in a half nelson and bring the other around his neck in a choke. I let him struggle before kicking his leg out bringing him to his knees.
“Now I wonder where I’m going to leave your body,” I tell him applying pressure to knock him out.
As soon as he’s out I call for Katy and Kori, the rush up the stairs with a small bag in tow. Johnny quickly follows and helps me move Kamran to the room. Lajita looks on as we strip Kamran down and duct tape him to the chair naked, Katy gets a ball gag into his mouth. I strip down to my underwear and watch as Johnny heads out.
“Okay I’ll be waiting downstairs when you need me man,” John says heading out.
I watch him leave and take a seat on the bed. My attention turns to the girls, Kori has purple panties and a matching bra with black lace where as Katy by contrast is wearing a black sports bra with a plain thong. Finally turning my attention to Lajita white bra with little pink flowers on it and just some regular white panties.
After we are all ‘dressed’ I let Katy do the honors smacking Kamran awake. It takes him a few seconds but as soon as he sees me on the bed he starts struggling. The girls sit down next to me except for me Lajita who is standing behind Kamran.
“Hey Special K, enjoy your nap,” I ask him once he’s stopped struggling so much.
“He looks like he needs an explanation and I think ‘someone’ should tell him what’s going on,” Kori says looking to Lajita.
I watch Lajita step around the chair and into his field of view, I can’t see his face but I’ve got a pretty good idea what his expression is.
“Kamran, I hate you. You treat me like I’m property and I’m not. I’m not your fiancé and I’m not your girlfriend,” Lajita tells him,” Now you are going to watch me do things with Guy that I will NEVER do with you.”
Lajita turns around and takes her bra off in front of me releasing her breasts before crawling across the bed and pulling my shorts down. I move myself off the wall and the girls move off the bed leaving me and Lajita alone on mattress. As soon as I’m lying down Lajita goes to work giving me a not so amateur blowjob. She does a wonderful job working four inches in and out of her mouth; I lay my head back and relax. I look over to see Kamran struggling with his bonds and grunting into his ball gag. I help pull Lajita’s hair out of the way so Kamran can watch Lajita work my cock with her mouth.
Katy and Kori on the other hand have some ideas of their own as I see them going through the bag Kori brought. I watch the girls’ fish out two small pearl vibrators and move over to Lajita’s rear, slipping her panties off I hear the vibrators kick on. Lajita starts moaning on my cock as the Katy and Kori use the vibrators on her, I watch Lajita whip a hand back grabbing Katy’s wrist and moving it.
“Up there and you better have something bigger in there for later,” Lajita says putting my cock back in her mouth.
“Katy I think she’s done with giving Guy oral,” Kori says moving away from Lajita’s ass.
I watch Korinna head back to the bag when she stops and looks over at Kamran then starts laughing. We all stop and look from Kori to Kamran when Katy starts laughing too.
“Oh fuck he’s got a hard on, you can see it there in his mountain of pubic hair,” Katy blurts out laughing.
We all start chuckling except Lajita who gets my attention by moving her mouth faster on my cock. I lay back and let her work enjoying the sensation of Lajita’s mouth working even faster now. Suddenly she stops and starts moaning loudly letting my cock fall from her mouth as a small orgasm hits her. I watch Katy move away from Lajita as the orgasm ends, I watch Lajita get up and stand in front of Kamren.
“Look at me,” Lajita says moving his Kamren’s face to look at her,” He is going make me cum again and you’re going to watch me let him cum inside me you asshole.”
I can see Kamren still trying to struggle but he’s fixed on Lajita as she moves back over to the mattress and me. Lajita straddles my hips for a second when I see Kori stop her and stand her back up and motion me up. As soon as I’m standing I see what Kori was getting out of the bag, a six inch black strap on fixed to her hips. I watch Kori lay down on her back pulling Lajita on top of her, it takes them a second but I watch as six inches of strap on disappear into Lajita’s pussy. I watch Lajita’s pussy bounce up and down on making that squeaking noise she made our first night together, Katy gets on her knees in front of me and starts taking my whole cock in her mouth covering it in her spit. I move behind Lajita and push her hips down on to the strap on. I take my cock line it up with Lajita’s asshole; it takes a second but after a little pressure I slide balls deep inside her ass.
I don’t know who’s face had more shock to it, Lajita’s or Kamren’s. Lajita moves her hips a little but stops and tries adjusting with the two of us inside her. I hear her grunt but not in the ‘having a good time’ way.
“Please fuck me, I can’t move so you two need to fuck me,” Lajita whispers to Kori and I.
I use my hands to hold Lajita’s hips in place as start sliding my cock in and out of her asshole; quickly I feel something moving with me inside Lajita. I pull back and notice Kori is thrusting in and out of Lajita’s pussy fast. I decided to take a cue from my good girlfriend and move onto one knee propping my other leg up and taking a handful of Lajita’s hair in one hand and the other on her hip start pounding my cock into her ass.
Lajita isn’t squeaking anymore now she’s just moaning with her head back. I see Katy watching us as Kori and I make Lajita into a puddle of orgasm. I hear a new moaning and shift my gaze down to see Kori starting to have and orgasm of her own. I don’t know what is going on with that strap on but with the two of them moaning and the noise of our bodies slapping together I can feel my own orgasm coming on. Lajita turns her head back to me then looks straight at Kamren as she gets quiet then I hear liquid slopping around then get a moan from Kori as she lunges up and latches onto Lajita’s nipple while cumming herself. I watch them a little then get that tingle in the base of my cock, I let go of Lajita’s hair and grab her shoulder pushing her down onto the strap on while slamming my cock in her ass as the first shot of semen fills her colon. We all lock up and I feel the rush of my orgasm as Lajita clamps down on my cock finishing her own orgasm.
We sit in silence till I back out of Lajita’s asshole, I take deep breaths and watch her get up and go over to Kamren. I watch her take his head and whisper something in her language before walking away. The rest of us start to clean up and get dressed, packing up the bag and cleaning up my cock and Kori’s hips, apparently Lajita came so hard she squirted on her.
While the girls finish everything I wave them out of the room and as soon as they’re gone grab a piece of glass from a broken window. I walk over to Kamren and pull up a chair in front of him and sit down.
“Wow, you know man you aren’t looking so good,” I tell him looking at the glass in my hand,” you feeling alright?”
He shakes his head weakly and I can see he’s been crying, I must have missed that. I reach over with my free hand and undo the ball gag letting it fall from his mouth. He sits there looking at the floor and I can’t figure out what else.
“Hey Special K, are you there,” I ask him again.
“Why did you do this,” he asks me back weakly.
“I didn’t know you had a thing for Lajita when it happened, and it was nice when we had sex the first time,” I start to explain,” But you couldn’t just come to me like a guy and say something, you couldn’t talk to me like a man. So you find Derek and decide to hunt me down and ambush me. I’m really having a hard time understanding that.”
“She was mine, you took her without my permission and you defiled her,” Kamren tells me starting to get angry.
“No she belongs to herself, maybe she would have liked you if you weren’t such an piece of curry based shit but that’s what happens when people rely on old ways,” I tell him pulling my bandage back from my stitches,” You think this scar is four or five inches long?”
“I don’t know what you’re AAAGGGGHHHHHHHH,” Kamren gets out as I lunge forward with the glass taking the edge and dragging it across the side of his head leaving a gash about five inches long.
“Now we match pal, don’t worry a couple stitches and you’ll be fine,” I say taking the glass and cutting him one hand free,” Lajita is done with you now, I hope you understand that. Now here’s my word on this, you got jumped, you can walk your ass to the road from here and get some help.”
I watch him pull his hand free and grab the side of his head where I cut him. I walk around him and place my hands on his shoulders.
“Now just remember this, I’m not going to see you again and you’re going to leave Lajita alone otherwise this will seem like a day out with your family,” I tell him.
I watch him nod, then start to walk away and remember one last thing. I storm in front of Kamren and taking the bottom of my boot smash him in the nose. Kamren hits the floor on his back and holds his nose and face, I can see blood coming out between his fingers.
“Hey, we’re even man. Use this and you might get out of here in time for dinner,” I say to him wiping off the piece of glass and dropping it next to him.
I exit the building and see the girls talking with Johnny. They all look at me kinda freaked out as I walk up.
“Anything we need to know about Guy,” Kori asks me.
“Oh nothing, just an eye for an eye,” I tell her smiling,” I am hungry, let’s go get dinner.”
I take my phone out and text Mom asking if we can have company over, Lajita declines and asks if Kori can drop her off at home first. We get her back home and I walk her up, she gives me a hug and smiles heading inside.
I get back to the van and we get about five minutes down the road when Kori stops the van and both girls look at me.
“Okay, we need to know if you’re going to go get jail time for what you did after we left,” Katy asks.
“No, I just gave him a cut and a broken nose like he gave me, aside from that he’s kinda feeling like he can’t please the woman of his dreams and now he’s gonna leave her alone,” I tell them both from the back seat.
“How much more are you planning to do to them all,” Kori asks me.
“Just Derek left, after him I don’t need to do anymore,” I tell them both as Kori heads back down the road to my home.
Just one more, one more and I’m going to have fun with this.I had to do some rewrites due to the story not making sense in some parts after proofreading and a small case of blue screen on my computer. One more chapter for this installment. Comment at your leisure and please feel free to PM, they are preferred.

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a mother, her son, & some friends

Getting pregnant at fifteen wasn’t Ruth’s plan in high school or not even knowing the father too. She was a very shy girl and so when he friend invited her to her birthday pool party she didn’t know that night would change her life forever. That night some boy fucked her after she passed out and she never knew who it was. Her parents never blamed her for it but before Ruth could find out whom the boy was her parents shipped her away to her aunt’s house. There she had and raised her little boy Max and was a great mother to him. She didn’t have much but her aunt told her that she could stay there as long as she needed; so Ruth did just that.
Now Ruth is thirty and her little boy is becoming a young man. They live in the same town as her aunt just in their own two bedroom apartment. Ruth’s parents help out a lot since Ruth was their only child and her father would never have her living on the streets. Ruth got her GED and now works a good job at a bank. Life was going good for them till one night when Ruth walked pass her son’s room and saw something that would change her life forever.
Max wasn’t as shy as her mother and had a good amount of friends; he even had a lot of girls that seem to like him a lot. He would bring them over to the apartment all the time and Ruth being a very young mother didn’t mind it because she just wanted her son to have friends and enjoy his youth while he could.
It was a Friday night and Ruth aloud her son to have some of his friends spend the night. So as average kids they were up all night playing video games and eating pizza. It was around two in the morning when Ruth got up to use the bathroom that was at the end of the hall pass her son’s room. She headed there and as she passed Max’s room she saw the two girls Jess and Becky on his bed but she didn’t see Max or Dave but heard the TV on. They didn’t notice her walking by and Ruth was almost at the bathroom door when she heard her son’s friend say “truth of dare Jess”. This stopped Ruth in her tracks and she needed to know what was going on. Ruth was not an old woman and knew very well how a game like this would play out with teenagers with racing hormones.
Ruth stood by the door in the shadows and could see in her son’s room and see them all. Max and Dave sat on the floor and the two girls on his bed. Jess took a moment to answer by after looking at Becky told Dave dare. Ruth watched as a big smile came across his face and with a little dirtiness to it told Jess to make-out with Becky for a full minute. Jess said a full minute and Max told her yes sixty seconds answering for his friend. Jess reached her hands up to Becky’s and with waiting for her to be ready. Pressed her lips on Becky’s and started to kiss her. Ruth watched as Jess gave Becky and very wet and hot kiss using her tongue to enter Becky’s mouth. Ruth thought how Jess had to know what she was doing and didn’t care if it was another girl she was kissing.
Watching this Ruth felt her pussy moisten as the two girls made-out on her son’s bed. After the minute was up Max said time and told Jess it was her turn to go. Jess looked at the three other people in the room and turned to Becky and started to ask her but changed her mind and asked Max “truth of dare”. Max didn’t take more then a second to fire back dare and wait for what he was going to have to do. Jess giggled when Max said dare and told him that he had to take out Dave’s cock and put it in his mouth for half a minute but if Dave got hard he would need to suck it for three.
This hit Ruth like a ton of bricks; she needed to go in there and stop this game at once. She was about to enter the room when something inside her stopped her. She didn’t know what it was but something in her wanted to know what her son would do. Max looked over at Dave and told him lets get this over with and told Dave to stand. Once Dave was up Max undid his friend’s shorts and pulled them down with his boxers. There Ruth could see his soft cock and a little patch of black public hair and thought how it was a good size even soft; Max scooped up his cock and put it in his mouth. Jess looked down at her watch to keep time as Max held his head there with the cock in his mouth.
After Ruth had Max she never really had time for other guys so her sex life wasn’t what she wanted it to be. For the most part she would look at porn and masturbate at night after she put Max down. For being a very shy girl growing up she found that she got turned on by a lot of stuff. She would masturbate to straight, gay, lesbian or even shemales; she found that she was into a lot of fetishes and even though she didn’t have time of someone. That didn’t stop her from wanting to try out some of the things she saw on line.
So standing in the dark watching her son put a cock in his mouth made her pussy tingle with pleasure. She lowered her hand to her wet pussy and started to rub her clit. Before time was up Max started to gag and pulled his mouth off Dave’s cock to find that Dave was sporting a seven inch rock hard cock covered in Max’s saliva; Jess and Becky giggled and told him to suck it. Max punched Dave lightly in the thigh telling him take he couldn’t hold it a little more. Dave said “sorry dude I tried” as Max started to give him the blow job. Ruth stood and watched her own son suck on this cock bobbing back and fourth as he took the cock into his mouth. Ruth was getting very horny watching this and soon had two of her fingers up in her pussy.
The two girls counted down the last ten seconds and Max pulled from the cock leaving more of his saliva on it. Without even wiping out his mouth Max turned to Becky and asked “truth of dare”. Becky gave him an evil smile and told him to do his worst as she was going dare. Max looked square in her eyes and told her that she had to strip totally naked and eat pussy. Becky laughed and started to say “that’s it” but Max cut her off and told her not Jess’s pussy his mother’s.
Ruth’s heart stop and she started to panic; not for the fact that her son dared one of his friends to eat her pussy, but for that she was still standing in the hallway outside his room playing with her pussy. Ruth quickly and quietly rushed back to her room. Once inside she removed her bathrobe to her naked body and used it to wipe her juices from her pussy and hand. She then jumped into her bed and under the covers and tried to remain still, but with her heart racing she knew that they would know that she had been awake.
Moments later Ruth heard her bedroom door open and in the light of the moon watched a petite naked girl creep into her room. The moon only casted light over the door so Becky couldn’t see that Ruth was watching her enter the room, but Ruth did watch and could see three other faces stacked one on top of the other in the doorway to her room. Ruth looked at Becky amazing body in the light; her perky little tits her smooth white skin and her little strip of hair above her pussy. Ruth lay still as Becky lifted the covers at the bottom of the bed and slowly moved them to the side. There Becky could barely see anything but little got in the bed and moved into place over Ruth’s pussy. She stuck out her tongue and started to like the pussy; Ruth tried her hardness to not move with the girl’s tongue like her clit and pussy. Becky started real softly flicking Ruth’s rather large clit and big lips. Ruth always kept her self clean all the way back to her asshole because with her big lips that would open up when she got horny. She always enjoyed looking at herself in the mirror and at how sexy her pussy looked.
Ruth let out some soft moans and the three other kids by the door jump as to run back to Max’s room if she woke. Ruth acted if she was in a dream and softly moved her legs around and pulled at the covers as Becky got into it and licked deep inside her soaked pussy. After a couple more minutes Ruth lost control and grabbed onto Becky’s head and pushed her deep into her pussy. She started to move her hips and drive her clit into Becky’s mouth and ride her face. The others saw this and didn’t know what to do and they watched Max’s mother continue to get off by Becky. Becky didn’t stop for one bit and soon was swallowing a massive load of pussy juice as Ruth had one of the biggest climaxes of her life.
Once Ruth came back down from her climax she hit the light by her bed and saw Becky between her legs with a face covered in cum. The others took off running to the other room leaving Becky there to answer to Ruth. Becky started to tell Ruth what was going on when she stopped her and got up and headed to Max’s room. When she got there she walked in still naked and asked Max what was going on and why was there a naked girl in her room that just got done eating her pussy. Max told her that they were sorry and they were playing truth or dare. Ruth walked over to her son sat down on the floor and grabbed a pillow from his bed and place it in her lap. She said since she was up that she would join in on the fun.
Becky enter in the room very shyly but Ruth told her that she had nothing to be scared about and that she gave her the best orgasm of her life. The kids were a little shock by all this but that didn’t stop Max by telling Becky that it was her turn to go. Becky looked around and asked Ruth “truth of dare”; Ruth not wanting to get to crazy right off the bat replied with truth and Becky asked her what was the biggest cock she has had. Ruth thought about it for a moment and told her that she hasn’t been with a lot of men being a single parent but she would have to say about six inches. Jess chimed in with that she needed to try a real big one to get the fullest of being fucked. The girls giggled and Ruth looked at the group and said I have a dare for all of you “I dare all of you to strip and stay that way for the rest of the game”.
They looked at her like she was nuts and Max even asked if he was to strip too. Ruth turned to him and said that she was naked here and it was you who dared Becky to lick my pussy. Max was thrown by this by he now knew his mother was out side the room as he told Becky the dare. Max asked what else she heard and Ruth poked him in the side with her elbow as she said “oh, nothing more then a dick in ones mouth”. Max turned red now as his mother made her comment about him sucking a cock. Max started to say something, but his mom cut him off and said he was dare and rules are rules. The three kids got up and stripped from their cloths and stood in the room naked for Ruth to see.
Already seeing Becky’s petite little body Ruth looked at the others and Jess was the complete opposite of Becky; she had a full rack about a “C” cup and a round ass that looked very juicy. With her strawberry red hair she had a thick bush of matching public hair over her mound. Her shin was pale and she had freckles all over the place unlike Becky that even with her pale skin it had a milkiness to it and she had very short blonde hair. Dave had a very athletic body from playing sports in sport and just a little chest hair was forming. His cock was rock hard and now Ruth got a real good look at it and saw I thick vain running down the middle of it with smaller ones running across it. Last was her son and for the first time since he was a little boy did Ruth get a look at his body. Max didn’t have one hair on his body besides his spiky brown hair. His balls were hairless and hung down low and his cock was huge like something out of a porno. Both girls and Ruth just stared at the shear size of it hanging down between his legs. Even Dave was speechless looking at Max’s dick was it hung there.
Jess was the first to speak and say that if she was living in this house she didn’t care if Max was her son she would get some of that. This made Ruth giggle a little because even though she was now sitting in her son’s room with his friends and everyone was naked she never thought about her son in a sexual way before. Now Ruth was in a different state of mind because she couldn’t think about the game anymore or for the fact that what she was about to do was going to be with her own son. All Ruth knew was that she needed that cock and she was going to get it.
Ruth reached up to the cock and grabbed it with her hand it was still soft but it felt so huge in her hand. The others watched as Ruth stroked her son’s cock to hardness and all of them saw for the first time just how big it was. Max was now sporting a nine and a half inch cock that was the thickness of a cucumber. Max didn’t stop his mother in any way he just place a hand on the back of her head and pulled it in to his cock. Ruth opened her mouth and sucked in the massive cock as best as she could. Ruth started to bob back and fourth on her son’s cock as the other watch the screen in front of them. Ruth reached back and grabbed the hand of one of the girls and pulled her down next to her. Ruth removed her mouth from around her son’s cock and guided it into Becky’s mouth. She then reached around her and started to stroke Dave’s cock as she told Jess to join in on the fun.
Within minutes there was Ruth, her son and his three friends kissing and sucking and licking each other. Soon Ruth found her self on her back as her son lined his huge cock up to her pussy. He asked if she was ready for the fucking of her life and as Ruth pulled her son into her she replied with “Fuck you mother Max”. Max pushed his cock into his mother and found that she was extremely tight and that he was going to push hard it get it in. Jess climbed onto Ruth in a sixty-nine position and as Ruth begun to lick her pussy Jess pulled out Max’s cock to get it more wet with her mouth.
Max fucked Jess’s mouth hard till she was gagging and saliva was covering his cock. He pulled from her and rammed it into his mother’s pussy. Ruth was screaming with pleasure into Jess’s pussy as her son fucked her as hard as he could. Ruth managed to find Dave and pull him next to her and got him to stand behind Jess. Becky and Jess was taking turns sucking on Max’s cock when he would pull out of his mother. Jess didn’t know it but as Ruth was licking the young girl’s pussy she got a hold of Dave’s cock and lined it up with her asshole. Dave took the clue and pushed it into her tight ass just as she was taking Max’s cock into her mouth causing her to go forward and swallow his cock all the way. Jess gagged on the cock but there was no break to rest as Dave picked up a fast pace and fucked Jess’s ass as hard as he could. With Ruth under her and Dave in her ass Jess was in tears with a mixture of pleasure and pain.
It wasn’t long before Jess was cumming all over Ruth’s face and soon her body went limp. Jess couldn’t take anymore and Ruth told Becky to jump up to take Dave’s cock. As soon as Becky on was top Dave had his cock up her ass too as Max was going between his mother’s pussy, her ass and Becky’s mouth. Ruth was on her third climax of the night and with all the fucking her son was giving her she knew that number four wasn’t too far off. Becky took the ass fucking a little better then Jess but she was still tight.
Dave was fucking her as hard as he could and between his moans and groans say he was cumming. He unloaded a big load of cum into Becky’s ass and soon it was flowing out down her pussy and into Ruth’s mouth. Ruth sucked up as much of the cum as she could. Becky collapsed onto Ruth and soon Max was cumming into his mother’s ass too. As he was cumming Ruth climax for the fourth time and with her milking her son’s cock in her ass he filled her up fast. Max pulled from his mother and shot a good amount of cum onto Becky’s face as she laid there.
After Max was done he took a sit next to the dress and looked at the others. Becky was still on top of his mother with Dave kneeing by her head feeding the last of his cum to her and Jess passed out on the bed. Dave got up and with using Jess’s body as a pillow covered them both with a blanket and fell asleep. Max helped Becky from his mother and Ruth told them both to join her in her bed since she had more room in it.
As they walked to her room Ruth could feel the last bit of cum running down her legs and turned to kiss her son and tell him that she loved him. Max told her that he loved her too. So with Ruth scooping Becky and Max scooping his mother the three of them fell asleep in her bed.

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