Shall We Play a Game?

by reluctantlybi

Introduction:
Our hero has agreed to help make some adult content for a website
“It’s a very simple game,” my wife Jean said, placing the deck of cards in front of her.
If someone had looked into the room, it would have seemed very normal. Two couples sitting around a table in the great room of a rustic cabin with drinks in front of them. If the observer had guessed that we were fairly new acquaintances, one young couple and one older couple, they would have been correct. The many video and still cameras and the bright lighting would have puzzled them, as would the fact that most of those cameras and lights were focused on a large bed behind me. I believe the observer would also have wondered at the tension in the room.
“I will deal out the cards face up to each person. The first person to get an ace will be in charge. The person to get the joker will become the plaything of the other three.”
The tension was there despite the fact that the game was rigged and we all knew who would get each of those two cards. This was, after all, part of a business venture for the younger woman, April. April and my wife had met each other at horse shows and, despite the 15 year difference in their ages, had started hanging out together. Overindulgence in wine and oversharing had let each woman learn that the other indulged in bondage and domination with their husbands, specifically female domination. Jean also learned that April and her husband recently started operating a website that featured their sex lives. April had a degree in film-making and her work had attracted a fair number of subscribers. These subscribers were expressing an interest in more content, specifically group sex content. After much discussion, my wife agreed to help out and I went along with it.
Her husband Brad and I had never met before we arrived at their rented cabin. He was younger and larger than me, a linebacker versus a wide receiver. April had already set up her cameras and the girls had decided on the scene’s basic storyline. The rest would just happen spontaneously.
The first card Jean dealt herself was the ace of hearts so, after that, she only dealt cards to the other three of us. I swallowed nervously as the cards were turned, even though I knew what was coming, and gasped a little when the joker appeared in front of me. My wife had said that the decision was based on three things. One, Brad was the bigger of us; two, I was the only man who had already been dressed in lingerie for a scene and three, she knew I really wanted to be the sub.
“Let’s get you ready,” Jean said, taking me by the hand and leading me into the large bathroom while April and Brad began adjusting cameras and doing other setup.
A great deal of prep work had already been done. Every hair of my body had been shaved off, except for the hair on my head. April had used her training in makeup to subtly change our hair and faces so that we were not going to be easily identified. She had made me decidedly younger and more feminine looking. Jean and I had also been dieting and exercising religiously for the past month so we looked really good.
There were two cameras already running in the bathroom as Jean opened a suitcase and began rummaging around inside. She quickly produced a metal studded collar, thong panties, thigh-high fishnet stockings and high heels, all black and brand new. Part of my prep had been learning to walk sexy in the high heels, which took a lot of practice. Nervous in front of the cameras I stripped off my clothes and awkwardly put on the collar, lingerie and heels. Then Jean led me out of the bathroom and into the scene.
April and Brad were seated in chairs facing the bed, which was an incredibly large one with white sheets that practically glowed in the multiple lights focused on it. A number of ropes and chains were laying across the top, one end of each secured to the bedframe. At my wife’s command, I strutted back and forth next to the bed, noting that the other couple had completed their prep work. A complete selection of bondage items and sex toys were laid out on a table near the bed. Prominent among them was a large bottle of lube and two strap on dildos. I was acutely aware of the cameras, with the video cameras red lights on and the still cameras clicking automatically. A pang of anxiety shot through me as I noticed Brad avidly watching my ass wriggle past him and I wondered if I was really ready for this.
“Come over here,” Jean ordered motioning toward the bed. “Time to prep you.”
She grabbed some black leather cuffs from the table and secured my hands across my back. Soon I was tied to the bed, pillows stuffed under my hips to raise my ass up high, ropes tied to my ankles, a chain leash wrapped around the headboard and clipped to my collar. I watched as my wife selected a belt from the table and wrapped it around her hand. She knows I love being tied up and whipped so she waited until I actually whined and wriggled my ass before starting. Starting slowly with rather gentle strokes, she rapidly increased the force of the blows until I was gasping and jumping at each one. Despite the presence of another man in the room my cock strained against the fabric of the thong. I whined again when she suddenly stopped, just as the belt began to really sting and the crack of leather on flesh had become very audible.
“He is such a slut for this,” Jean laughed. “Your turn, April.”
The younger woman selected another belt from the table and nervously approached the bed. She drew her arm back and gave me a tentative stroke. At my wife’s urging she hit me harder and harder until I was moaning and writhing in my bonds under her enthusiastic whipping.
“Your turn, Brad,” my wife said to the obvious disappointment of April, who delivered one final hard crack across both buttocks.
Now Brad selected a belt and approached me. He didn’t seem nervous at all and I trembled as he set his feet. The belt whistled audibly through the air and a line of fire materialized across my ass, causing me to stiffen and cry out. He whipped me relentlessly and I shamelessly lifted my ass to meet each blow. Soon I was deep into the submissive state of mind, alternately whimpering and howling, afraid it would continue and terrified that it would stop.
“OK,” my wife said, to my and, I believe, Brad’s disappointment “That’s enough. Let’s get undressed.”
Tied to the bed, my whipped ass high, I watched as my three doms disrobed. April was first, quickly tossing away her clothing to reveal her slender body. Her skin was pale and her smallish breasts had prominent nipples. Her reddish pubic hair was trimmed into a small vertical strip and her ass was truly outstanding. Jean’s body was fuller with heavy breasts and well-rounded hips. Brad pulled off his shirt and dropped his jeans, revealing a powerful build and a bulging pair of boxer briefs. As he reached for those, however, my wife stopped him.
“Let’s wait on that,” she grinned. “I’ll go first. You two untie him.”
She went to the table and picked up her favorite strap on dildo while the other two unbound my hands and released me from the bed. Dildo waving in front of her, Jean walked closer and pointed to the floor in front of her. I scrambled off the bed and knelt before her, eagerly taking the fake cock into my mouth, so lost in sub space that it didn’t even occur to me to hesitate. As I sucked and slobbered on it, she rested her hand possessively on my head.
“I told you he was a total slut,” she said, after a few moments. “Tie him up, whip him and he’ll do anything for you. Now you want to be fucked, don’t you, baby?”
“Yes, Mistress, please fuck me, mistress.”
“You want all of us to fuck you, don’t you?”
I hesitated, glancing sideways at the other couple, then heard myself say “Yes, Mistress, all of you. Please fuck me.”
Climbing onto the bed, I got on all fours and shamelessly presented my ass to her. April and Brad joined me on the bed leaning back against the headboard together, eyes locked on the scene before them, while Jean collected the large bottle of lube from the table. I shivered as she squeezed cold lube in the crack of my ass and smeared it up and down. Brad’s hand slid between his wife’s legs and hers rested on his bulging crotch as Jean coated her erection with a generous layer of lube. She added another healthy glob of it to my ass after getting between my legs and sliding the string of the thong panties out of her way.
The familiar hard tip probed up and down the crack of my ass and I moaned as it located my opening. One hand on my left butt cheek, she used the other to patiently push it in. Arching my back I wriggled back against her, gasping as the head overcame all resistance and slid deeper. She gasped in triumph as her hips made contact with my inflamed ass. Then she fucked me with long hard strokes as I pushed back eagerly, our breathing growing faster and more ragged, both grunting in unison, an audible smack of her hips against my ass. Brad’s hand was working between April’s thighs and her hand spasmodically gripped his shorts as they watched us fuck. Then, disappointingly, my wife stopped.
“April, you should try his tongue,” she hissed. “He gives really good head, especially when he’s being dominated.”
The girl slid down the bed and spread her legs in front of me. I obediently leaned down to lick and suck her already sopping wet pussy while my wife went back to fucking me. It was a gentler slower fuck as she let me concentrate on getting the other woman off. In a remarkably short time, April grabbed my head and came hard against my tongue, gasping in pleasure. I continued to gently lick her as she came down.
“Let’s trade places,” Jean said, pulling her cock out of my ass.
I waited docilely as April grabbed the other strap on and Jean removed hers, laying down on the bed before me. Brad watched with obvious lust in his eyes as I lowered my head to service my Mistress and his wife prepared to mount me. April fucked me long leisurely strokes, grinding her hips against me gently before starting another, as Jean aggressively gripped my head and moaned in pleasure. It didn’t take long before Jean threw her head back and howled as she came. April lay across my back, cock buried deep inside of me, all of us breathing deeply. Eventually Jean disentangled herself and rolled off of the bed.
“Your turn, big boy,” she said to Brad as she took him by the hand and he got to his feet.
April also got off the bed, leaving me still on all fours, feeling dazed. The other man, however, had a small smile on his face as my wife turned him to toward me and then slowly slid his shorts down. The cock that popped free was the largest I had ever seen in person, far bigger than either of the dildos that had just finished violating me. I shivered as he stepped out of his shorts and then just stood there, looking at me hungrily.
“You were not kidding,” Jean said as she and April got on the bed and leaned against the headboard to watch. “He is enormous. Has he ever done a guy before?”
“No, this will be the first time for him. How about your husband?”
“No, first time,” the women giggled. “This should be fun.”
A large string of precum leaked from the tip of Brad’s cock as I watched, unable to look away from the veiny monster. Finally, he pointed to the floor in front of him. Obediently, I slid off the bed and knelt before him, literally quivering with anticipation as the massive head loomed closer. Lost in my subservient role, I stuck out my tongue, collected the stream of salty fluid and swallowed it.
“That is so hot,” April whispered.
Brad just kept his hands on his hips as I opened my mouth and wrapped my lips around the head. I had only sucked on my wife’s dildo before this and the experience was very different. The cock was hot and pulsing, leaking more salty juice into my mouth as I bobbed my head up and down. I’ve always felt that, if you’re going to do something, do it well, so I did the best that I could. I licked his balls and took the shaft as deep as I could, eventually eliciting some low moans from him.
He stepped back and went to the table and picked up the lube. I submissively crawled on the bed and got on all fours, noticing that the women were sitting close together, Jean’s hand resting on the younger girl’s thigh. Brad, however had other ideas for me, grabbing my hips and flipping me onto my back, where I lay docilely awaiting his pleasure. He knelt between my spread legs and literally ripped the panties off of my hips, sending a chill through me and letting my poor neglected cock flop onto my stomach. Then he very deliberately coated his erection with a thick layer of shiny lube, still staring into my eyes. Unnerved, I turned my head to look at the women and saw that each now had her hand between the other’s thighs as they watched entranced.
Grinning wolfishly, Brad pushed my legs higher and further apart and ordered me to hold still. I have never felt more exposed in my life than when he prepared to mount me, one hand holding my right leg up and back, the other guiding his cock to its target. The massive head quested up and down my slick crack for what seemed like a long time. I gasped and went rigid as it finally pressed against my opening. He now gripped each thigh firmly, pushing them up and out as he began to rock his hips and relentlessly penetrate my ass. Ignoring my whines and groans he entered me centimeter by centimeter. The girls had stretched my asshole already but it was not ready for the monster now violating it.
“Man, this bitch is so tight,” he muttered and, somewhere in the distance, I heard my wife moan a little.
I wriggled against him, struggling to accommodate the colossal column of flesh, thrashing my head. I moaned and wailed shamelessly while he grunted at each gain. Sweat broke out all over my body as it crept inside. Then, unexpectedly, my body gave up its resistance and the remaining inches slid smoothly inside, eliciting a loud gasping cry from both of us. He released my legs and put his hands on either side of my body as I whimpered and moaned. He held still like that while I settled down, hips pressed firmly against mine. I realized that I could feel his heavy balls against my stretched out ass. My breathing still ragged, I experimentally moved my hips, drawing another predatory smile from him.
“Ready to fuck, huh?” he said. “I am going to fuck you so hard, bitch.”
He began to fuck me with long slow strokes, pulling all the way out before gradually forcing it back in. A brief pause and he did it again…and again…and again, a little faster and harder each time. Without even thinking, I wrapped my legs around him and worked at meeting his strokes. The wet sound of his hips striking mine and our groans filled the rooms, soon joined by the now-familiar sounds of the women’s orgasms. That set him over the edge and he pulled out, and spraying come on my cock and balls, further asserting his dominance.
He rolled off of me and lay at the girls’ feet, breathing hard, as were all of us. No one moved or said anything for a while, although I was acutely aware that I was the only one who hadn’t had at least one orgasm. I was also aware that everyone in the room had now had my mouth and my ass while I had had no one’s. Brad’s copious load was slowly dripping off of me, physical evidence of my utter submission.

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Sounds Like My Sister

by Wolfen1

Introduction:
Sister surprise on visit to Parents
Sounds Like My Sister

All involved in this story is over 18

I awoke from a barely restful sleep and reached over to caress my wife. Damn she has already gotten up oh well guess I should too.

My name is Thomas Johnson jr better known as TJ. My wife Rona and I had arrived at my Parents house late last night Tuesday for my parents anniversary Saturday. It had been a long drive and we both went out as soon as our heads had hit the pillows. I am 5′ 9” tall and weigh 165lbs. I am not a weight lifter nor do I exercise my work is hard enough. I am a millwright, My wife on the other hand has a body men dream about. She has 34 C boobs with a tiny waist and a nicely formed buttocks. I wasn’t an ass man till I met my wife. But now all she has to do is walk across the floor and my 8” little man jumps to attention.

I knew my sister and her husband was due in sometime to day with there three kids. Sue was the workout queen of our family and had a butt almost as great as Rona’s. Our older sister Kate wasn’t sure she could make it.

Mom and Dad both worked till 5 so the sound of the shower was probably Rona. I heard the shower turn off just before leaving the bedroom. The bathroom serviced three bed rooms and was huge almost as big as one of our bedrooms at home.

I opened the door to the bathroom and was greeted by an amazing sight. My wife’s beautiful ass shining at me as she bent over to dry her legs. Boing instant hard on I was wearing boxers and my cock leaped right through the slot. All thought went to my little head I stepped forward grabbed her hips and rammed my cock forward perfect aim. I rammed it all the way home. I heard a squeal and the female body attached to the end of my cock raised bolt upright.

I heard “What the hell?” OOPS that voice, my sister not my wife.
“Oh Crap, “ I thought, “ I screwed up now”
But I was in to deep and it felt so good. How much more trouble could I get in now.

I put one hand on the back of her neck and shoved her back over and kept on pounding. I leaned over her back and reached around to grasp the nipples of her 36 d’s. I had often wanted to do that as we grew up. As I continued to pound my sisters pussy I felt her ass began to move around and that she was fucking back at me.

I felt her movements speed up then a hot liquid seeped out around my cockand over my balls. I moved my right hand down searching to find her clit. When I got to her pussy I found Sue’s hand was already there and she was givung her clit a healthy workout.

I could feel my juices rising … Then… “What the hell?” OOPS that voice … that is definitely my wife.

‘WHAM ‘ I screamed and pushed forward Sue groaned.I started to pull back . ‘ Wham’ I don’t know what she is using but she is spanking my ass. With every spank I drive deeper and Sue now does the screaming. Sue is in a stage of multiple orgasms. Three more spanks and I exploded bathing Sue’s insides. We fell forward still connected and both of us passed out for just a moment.

Sue begin to stir, my cock shrunk and slid out of her. I looked around and there was Rona with three fingers shoved in her pussy and she was moving them very fast. Then she began gasping and brought herself to orgasm.

She looked at us and laughed “You don’t know how funny you two looked. TJ with a blazing ass and Sue howling at the moon. Never knew the two of you were into each other that way.”

“We weren’t…” I explained what had happened and things had got out of hand.
Sue looked at both of us and apologized to Rona, “ At first I was startled but it felt so good, Ralph and I haven’t had sex in six months … I think he is playing around. I put the kids in Summer Camp and came by my self so I could think. And after that I think what I need is more of it.”

We all took showers and met in the kitchen for breakfast. Afterwards we discussed things over coffee. “Sue was three years younger than me when she was ready to enter high school I was leaving for the Navy. I don’t recall ever looking at her in a sexual way. By the time I returned she was married with one on the way. Over the years I did notice your extra large nipples and then it was more curiosity.”

“Same here, didn’t know what I was missing, “ Sue laughed and Rona nodded.

Rona asked. “What do we do now?”

“ I don’t know as long as it doesn’t include that ping pong paddle. That thing hurt.”

My parents returned from work at 5:30, Mom was pleased to see Sue and Rona had supper almost ready. For a change all she had to do was relax till dinner was served. Dinner conversation seemed to focus on Ralph’s absence. Tearfully the story came out. Dad’s comment Never liked that boy anyway.

Mother said, “We have lots of room and we don’t get to see the Grandkids that often, move back home.”

Dad says “Well that is settled.”

It was true about the room Dad had been in Commercial Real Estate for years. One of his clients had gone busted with bad investments. He offered the 7 bedroom 5 bath 4 car garage for less than half its value. Dad Jumped on it.

When I was in High School I laid claim to the pool house. I could slip girls in at night. Naturally I didn’t mention that.

That night Rona and I made passionate love we tried more positions then we knew existed. It was well after midnight when sleep got the better of us. The next morning I vaguely remember hearing Mom and Dad backing out of the garage and the garage door coming down.

I was drifting back off to sleep when I felt slight movement of the bed. I reached over searching for Rona’s pussy and ran my fingers through her bush. Suddenly the world shattered, Hair, Bush Hair… Rona ‘s pussy is clean shaven. I raised up.

That hair belonged to sister Sue’s head, who was chowing down my wife’s pussy. They were in a 69 position and they were going at it hot and heavy. Well I am not into anal but I had to get into the game. I rolled out of bed and grabbed a tube of KY which Rona uses some time her pussy is small and my cock is wide. While I was getting the KY they shifted .and Sue’s butt was facing the side of the bed.

All the better I thought I spread the KY all over my cock. I stepped to the side of the bed aimed my purple head at her tight ring and pushed. At first only the head went in her. And I heard her go oomph. I pushed again and bottomed out. The way her ass was moving I bet Rona was being bashed around.

They were both making funny noises I was just hanging on, HMM may be I am an anal man. I tried to go deeper but was up aginst her cheeks. I felt something strange around my balls then they were caught in a vacuum and sucked in to a hot mouth.

Rona had been being pelted by my swinging balls she realized what was happening so she decided to have a bite. The instant she had sucked them into her mouth I had froze. I was deep in Sue’s ass, my balls were all the way in Rona’s mouth which her tongue was licking . Sue’s ass was rotating on my shaft and her tongue was bathing Rona’s pussy.

Rona released my balls and went back to tongue lashing Sue. Sue was reaching her climax and it was going to be a big one. When Rona had released my balls I had begun to pound Sue’s ass like a Jack hammer. I think we all went in to super speed. Rona’s ass began to gyrate she wrapped her legs around Sue’s head and had a massive orgasm.

With in seconds I slammed my cock as deep as I could I released my sperm in to Sue’s depths. This was all she needed. And I felt her girl cum all over my legs then I felt Rona’s tongue reaching for as much as she could reach.

I slipped out of Sue’s ass and headed for the shower. Soon the Shower door opened and I was surrounded by two naked women. They would soap their fronts then one would rup up against my backsides and the other my front. By the time they were through I was as weak as a kitten.

Thursday I broke out The riding Lawn mower I didn’t mention Dad’s House sits on three acres. I mowed the front first on the last pass I noticed another car in the loop drive. I headed to the back yard . After awhile I forgot all about the car in the drive.

When I was through I headed to the bedroom to change and shower. I opened the door I again was met with a beautiful ass. In passing I noticed a thong bikini at her feet. My cock arose and took over my thinking.
I grabbed her hips and rammed it home. There was a scream and a “What are you doing”

OOPS that is not Sue’s voice … And it is not my wife’s voice….. “Oh My Goodness…Uncle TJ…OOH!”

“Damn its my sister Kate’s 19 year old Daughter. Oh hell in trouble again.”

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Girl in yoga pants

Introduction:
My first story, still going through the editing process. Oh and by the way, this is a somewhat true story as this is about my best friends sister and her yoga pants she always wears. The actual event has not taken place, but i do have to say she has flirted with me and has actually given me a hand job at a party before and that is how i came up with the basis of this story. All names have changed and both of our names have been changed and our appearance slightly altered. Well hope you enjoy.
Chapter One

First let me start out by describing myself. I am about 5 foot 11 and I am pretty good looking guy. I am 19 and I just started my Freshman year in college. I played sports throughout high school and was the captain of 2 varsity teams. I have always been pretty popular in every faction of life, whether academic wise or just being at a party. I had plenty of friends.

This story takes place shortly after I discovered the website “GirlsInYogaPants”. If you have not visited this site I urge you to do so. I was at my buddy/s house and shortly after viewing it, I had many girls I went to school with in mind but one for sure. The only problem was that it was my friends sister. Now let me describe her, she is about 5 foot 2 inches tall, brown hair that fell just past her shoulders, and she has the most gorgeous set of eyes, but it just doesn’t stop there. She’s 17 years old. She weighs about a 100 pounds, she has very nice perky tits (I have had the privilege of seeing them through a buddies nude photo), I’d say they were about b cups, the “perfect handful” with light pink areoles about the size of a quarter, but that wasn’t the best part. She had and amazing stomach, a stomach that any girl would die for, I mean a stomach that looks so good you could eat off of it, but by far her best feature has to be very nice ass. I mean guys drool over this piece of art, especially when she is wearing yoga pants. I mean I would so much as go out of my way to see her ass in them. It was magnificent. Every time she walked her ass would jiggle ever so slightly in the tight mans. Her name was Sarah.

It was a Friday night when I started planning. I was to stay over at my friends house (Sarah’s brother) when he was having a huge kegger. Shortly after a couple of beer pong games, in which I planned on dominating I would ask her to come to her bedroom with me where I would show her the site and cross my fingers that she didn’t hate me. Judging on her mood i would make my move, I would ask her if i could take photos of her for the site. I was getting a hard on just imagining her in some nice tight yoga pants. I would talk to my friend tomorrow.

Me- Hey bro what’s good for this weekend?

Friend- Having the biggest party ever. You’re for sure coming!!!

Me- no doubt my man I wouldn’t miss it for the world

Friend- alright bro well my ma said anyone that drinks has to stay. Sarah said she only trusts you and jake to sleep on her floor so have fun getting nothing all night. hahahahahaha.

Me- Trust me bro ill find a way to get some. I don’t mind sleeping with your sister!

Friend- Shut the fuck up, get out of here.

Me- Alright man well I see you Friday.

Friend- Alright later.
So it began.

That party

It was only an hour and a half into the party and I was already 7-0 in BP, of course my sexy partner(Sarah( leaning over the table distracting the other pair did not help at all. It was on the 8th game that we finally lost. The only reason we had lost was because we were playing her brother and she said she would never “distract” her own brother and that it was disgusting that I even brought it up. Either way it didn’t matter to me because i had the front row seat to the best show all that night. She was wearing yoga pants and i didn’t care. Every once in awhile after she would hit a shot i would gently smack her ass telling her good job.

Right after we lost…

Sarah- Hey we got next!

Random person- Well wait your turn bitch, 3 pairs already called it.

Sarah- Fuck you cunt, let me know when we’re next.

Random person- Alright.

Sarah- Hey Brian!

Me- whats up?

Sarah- Lets go to my room for a little bit and just hang out.

Me- sounds good.

My plan was already working and I hadn’t even brought up going to her room. I had a perfect view of her ass as i trailed behind her as we started to walk towards her room.

Now I’m going to describe what she was wearing, she had on a nice and tight pink cammie, and yoga pants, I was in heaven to say the least. I could tell she was already a little horny as her nipples were poking through her shit. I looked to my friend from school and asked him if I was in heaven and he said he thinks we both are.

We walked into her room and as soon as I get in she locks the door.

Me- so whats up? Why’d you lock the door?

Sarah- nothing just had to get out of there it’s so damn hot and because I need to air out a little bit.

As she was saying this she started taking off her shirt. I could not believe this was happening!!!! As her shirt came off I started to see the most magnificent sight ever. She was wearing a lacy light purple bra. I swear I thought I might cum in my pants right then and there. I slowly looked up and down her, the stomach i described earlier was right there in front of me. I was nearly drooling over her.

Me- woahhhh! You knows there’s about 30 of our friends out there right now?

Sarah- Yeah? So what were just friends.

My heart sank a little with that.

Me- Oh yeah duh?

Sarah- hey grab my computer, I wanna check facebook.

Me- Alright.

I handed her the laptop and sat and watched as she checked all the statuses about the party and what not. She turned and looked at me and shoved the computer my way.

Sarah- Here you can get on I’m bored and I finally cooled down.

Much to my dismay she put her shirt back on. I took in the sight for what i thought would be the last time i saw it that night. Boy was i wrong.

Me- oh alright.

I started my original plan. Sarah was walking around the room and I acted as if I were surfing the net as she bent down picking up clothes and what not, praying that she would not see me catching a peak. But I mean what guy could help himself, I was practically drooling all over myself as she bent down over and over and again. Dragging my eyes away from the beautiful sight I went to GirlsInYogaPants and told Sarah to come over.

Sarah- What do you wanna show me?

Me- You’ll see.

As Sarah hopped on the bed with me I saw her eyes start to go wide as she saw the first picture. It was of a very attractive Mexican girl, I’d say about 20 years old, bending over in front of a mirror with her head in between her legs to take the picture. I was praying she would not get mad. I was praying that she would go along with me. I was praying for anything but a disgusted look and an embarrassing announcement to all of my friends.

Sarah- So this is what you wanted to show me?

She started to get a little more comfortable with the images as I started to show her them one by one.

Sarah- I won’t lie, these are very hot Brian!

Me- I know. Can I ask you something?

Sarah- Sure

Me- Before I ask I want you to know. You are the sexiest girl I know. I can not take my eyes off of you any
time I am around you. I come over half the time just to see you. You are a piece of art in my eyes. Now I wanna know, can I take pictures of you?

Sarah- Uhhhh? I really don’t know how to answer. Brian I’ve had the biggest crush on you since like
forever. You don’t even know. If I let you take pictures of me you have to do me a favor.

She edged closer to me and slowly put her hand on my thigh. I began to feel my dick getting harder by the second. I mean the girl of my dreams right here in front of me was now getting turned on by those photos.

Me- Of course. What?

Sarah- You’ll find out later. Let me grab my camera and change into one of my thongs. Close your eyes while I change you’ll see plenty later.

Me- What do you mean?

Sarah- You’ll see just shut up and close them mister.

She said this as she slapped me with the purple lace thong she planned on putting on. Boy I was in heaven and it showed as my dick was now completely hard. On a good day my cock is about 6 and a half inches but today I felt it was gonna feel like it was about 13 inches long.

Sarah- Alright I’m finished.

I was stunned. I couldn’t even come to grips of what I was seeing. Was this the girl of my dreams waiting for me to take racy pictures of her?

Sarah- Earth to Brian, are we gonna do this or not?

She pouted her full and beautiful lips as if she was gonna leave.

Me- Of course we are. Go over to your desk and bend over.

I playfully slapped her ass as she walked passed me to her desk. I wish my hand could’ve stayed there forever.

Sarah- Is this good?

She said as she bent over touching her tows showing some camel toe in the process. I stammered the only thing that came to mind. My jaw had to be touching the floor. Her yoga pants were grabbing everything in the right way. They traced her nice firm ass and showed the ass cleavage that I had always imagined when i jerked off at night.

Me- That’s perfect!

I snapped about 10 photos of her in various positions that I had told her.

Sarah- Now you just sit back and take pictures. These poses are coming from me.

Sarah went back to her computer desk and started to bend over. She slowly reached into her pants and started pulling her thong up into her ass. What I would give to be that thong right now. It was showing just past her waist band as I started taking photos. She turned her face slowly putting her finger to her mouth and posing. She started sucking on her fingers and breathing started getting heavier and heavier. I could tell she was getting wet as I could she a darkening spot on her black yoga pants. I was in heaven and it was easy to tell I was turned on as my cock was now at full attention protruding out of my shorts. How could this day get any better, that is until she started to take off her shirt. Not only was she posing for me in yoga pants, but she had now taken off her shirt. I thought I would die right then and there and I would be happy to do so. She then proceeded to stick her hand down her pants and start playing with herself. This was the hottest thing i had ever seen in my life. She then turned and looked at me and said.

Sarah- So Brian, you like what you see? Now it’s time to hold up your end of the bargain. Take off your pants and unleash that gorgeous cock of yours!

I was stunned but pulled my pants down as if they were on fire. She slowly crawled towards me with a seductive smile on her lips. She has to be the sexiest girl I had ever seen. What seemed like ages later she finally got to me. I was sitting on her bed.

Sarah- Now sit back and relax. I want this cock in my mouth and I won’t hear any bull shit about me being your best friends sister.

Me- Don’t worry you wont.

I was grinning ear to ear. The hottest girl at my school was about to give me the blowjob of my life.

Just as I said that, she wrapped her lips around my now throbbing cock and nearly swallowed it. She bobbed her head up and down as I sat back and watched in delight. I bent forward and unhooked her bra. Her tits were better than I remembered them to be. The sight of them nearly made me cum in her mouth right then and there. I was able to gain control and I slowly started playing with her tits. She let out a small moan as i started to rub and pinch her nipples. They were now completely hard. The sight was breathtaking.

Me- Sarah I’m about to cum!!!

Even as I said this Sarah still kept on going, slowly deep throating my cock and picking up speed. I was dead and in heaven, there was no way this was happening. I struggling to regain control and just as I grabbed the back of her head and started pushing my dick deeper into her mouth I felt I was about to lose it. Instead of fighting back against my hand she wrapped her soft gentle hands around my back and started forcing herself harder onto my cock. There was no way I could keep going.

Me- Sarah its coming. I’m gonna cum.

She ignored me trying to pull her off of me and kept going at my cock like it was her day job. Just then I obtained the greatest orgasm of my life. I quickly started cumming and started spurting into her mouth. Spurt after spurt she just kept going. After about 8 or 9 streams of my cum I was starting to soften up. She kept going though. More slow this time making sure she didn’t let a single drop of my cum go to waste as if it was some sort of precious liquid. By the time she was done licking my cock clean and swallowing it all I was spent. I had never been this lightheaded and tired after a simple blow job. She was a pro.

Sarah- You know that was my first time giving head right?

I was shocked there was no way.

Me- No fucking way, that was amazing.

Sarah- Yeah it was. I swore to myself that I would only do it with a special someone.

Me- I believe you, but now what’s next?

Sarah- I don’t know. I’m all yours.

Me- Alright you slut, get over to that desk and start stripping.

She got up from her knees and I slapped her hard on the ass. She shrieked but quickly turned around with that beaming bright smile I had always loved. I could not take my eyes off of her ass as she slowly walked towards the desk. It was amazing. She was purposefully shaking it as she walking. I could feel my dick slowly start hardening again. She slowly stripped her pants off while turning around looking at me as if teasing me to do something. She left only her thong. As she started peeling it off I told her to stop.

Me- Let me take care of that.

I got off of the bed walked quickly over to her. I bent down and grabbed two handfuls of her ass. It was the softest, most juiciest piece of flesh I had ever grabbed.

Sarah- Brian that feels so good!!!

I quickly started kissing her entire ass making sure not to miss a spot. Her pussy was so hot I could feel it radiating heat to my face. I sniffed with all my might and breathed in the sweetest smell I had ever smelled. It was perfect. I grabbed tight and stuck my face right between her two cheeks and stuck my teeth out and bit the little piece of fabric that was her thong. I slowly dragged it down just passed her knees and let her take care of the rest. She moaned a little bit and started begging for more.

Sarah- Brian please quit teasing. Take my slut ass to the bed and start eating me out. I am so horny and I need your mouth all over me. Please Brian, I’m begging you.

Her juices were now all of my face. It was amazing. I obeyed her request and quickly swept her into my arms and through her onto her bed. I wasted no time and started sucking on her breasts. Biting each nipple causing her to moan. I then started kissing her entire body and very toned stomach on the way down to her pussy. I gently kissed the inside part of her thighs. She was shaved clean. It was prettiest pussy I had ever seen. I could eat it any day of the week. It smelled so nice. She moaned as I licked at the sides of her pussy and without further ado, she grabbed my head and shoved my face into her pussy. She was in ecstasy.

She put my head in a vice grip with her legs and begged me never to stop. I ate her pussy as I started fingering her. OHHHHHHH Brian I?m going to cummmmmmmm. I didn’t miss a beat. I kept on going at her pussy and slowly moved my pinky to her ass hole. I slowly stuck it in and it was as if I had just hit the jackpot at a casino. She started screaming and shoved her face into a pillow to muffle her cries of joy. She started cumming all over my face. I continued to suck the delicious juices down my throat. She slowly loosened her grip on my head and laid back exhausted. I plopped down right next to her, both of us naked and one of us with a raging hard on.

Sarah- Brian that was amazing. You can do that whenever and wherever you want. Thank you so much.

Me- Glad you liked that but I hope were not done for tonight, I have a problem and I think you might be able to fix.

She slowly looked down and saw that my cock was hard yet again.

Sarah- Damn, do you ever get tired.

Me- I’ll let you know if I ever do.

Sarah- Alright well give me a minute.

I waited and as we sat there she slowly moved her amazingly soft hands to my dick and slowly started jerking me off, as she was doing this I started to get an idea. I asked her what she thought.

Me- Let’s 69!

Sarah- What’s that?

Me- Ill show you. Put your pussy on my face and your mouth on my dick, the rest of it is pretty self explanatory.

She slowly straddled my face with her legs. She was still dripping juices as I grabbed her ass and started to eat her out again. I could get used to this. Her pussy was delicious. Just as I was doing this she started bobbing up and down my cock. I slowly ate her pussy as she sucked me off and slowly started to move my mouth to her ass hole. It was just as pretty as her pussy. It was a light brown color. I started tounging around it, much to the pleasure of Sarah as she moaned on my cock that sent a shiver straight up my spine.

Sarah- That’s so good! Ohhhh my god Brian im going to cum soon.

I slowly stuck my tongue into her asshole. It tasted amazing. Yet again she moaned onto my dick and started bobbing up and down faster deepthroating me in the process. She wasn’t the only one in utter ecstasy. I warned her that I might cum soon. It was as if we were having a race to see who could get the other one off faster. I knew I would win. I started fingering her as I was eating out her ass hole. She started using her teeth a little bit on my dick and it felt amazing. It was a worthy rebuttal to my action. I had to win. I grabbed her ass and with one hand I started to spank her. Yet again she moaned.

Sarah- Brian!!! Treat me like the little slut I am. Make me scream onto your dick. I love the way your nice big cock fills my entire mouth.

I did just that. Just as I thought I was about to win, she started going at my dick with new conviction. We climaxed at the same time as her pussy started to convulse onto my fingers and I was spurting stream after stream of cum into her mouth. I quickly put my mouth to pussy and sucked at the juices. It was amazing. I was having the time of my life. Just as I thought that this would never end I heard a knock at the door.

Random person- Hey guys it’s your turn. Hurry up or someone’s going to take your spot.

We quickly got up and threw our clothes on. I was disappointed but as we were about to head out to the living room Sarah turned to me and said.

Sarah- Don’t worry, we have plenty of time to finish what we had started.

The rest of night was uneventful except for the few times Sarah would purposely brush her elegant ass covered in her yoga pants against my dick. I thought it was better than nothing. I would return the favor occasionally when no one was looking as I would slip my had down the back of her yoga pants and teasingly stroke her pussy.

We ran the table the rest of the night and just as the last drop of beer was drained by yours truly she turned to me and said.

Sarah- Come on lets go to bed.

With a wink. I slapped her ass.

To be continued????

Chapter 2

We walked to her room. Thank god Jake couldn’t come tonight or i might have just killed him just so i could be alone with her.

She wasted no time as i walked into her room she locked the door and jumped into my arms. My hands were all over her as she straddled me. Her ass was as amazing as ever. I was as hard as a rock even though I had already came twice that night. I slowly walked us over to her bed and threw her onto it. I wasted little time and jumped on top her of her. We started making out passionately. Our tongues colliding into each other. She rolled me over so that she was now straddling me grinding her pussy against my cock.

Sarah- Brian I need your dick so bad. I can’t help it. No one has ever made me feel this way before.

Me- Strip for me.

Sarah- I’d love to.

While still grinding on my cock she slowly lifted her shirt off of her body. She tossed it to the side of her bed. She continued and then slowly unhooked her bra. She also through this to the side of her bed. I now had something i could grab onto and wasted no time grabbing her now naked tits. I slowly massaged them all over. She moaned with delight as i started to pinch her nipples. She then stood up faced the opposite direction of me. She slowly started taking her pants off. I was in heaven. The ass of my dreams was now right in front of me. She took everything and made her way to my pants. I wasted no time in taking my shirt off. She took my shorts off as well as my boxers off with her teeth.

We were now both completely naked.

Sarah- Brian i need you so bad, you have no idea!

Me- Well come here then.

With that she got closer to me, but before she could get on top of me I grabbed to handfuls of her perfect ass and brought her pussy into my face. I then began eating her out. She was now sitting my face out.

Sarah- That feels so good. Oh my God I’m about to cum.

Without further ado she started cumming. But it was not the same as the first two times that night. She was squirting. I didn’t think this girl could get any more perfect before this, but she just had. She started squirting all over my face. I made my best effort to catch as much of the liquid in my mouth as i could. By the time her orgasm had passed my entire face as well as her pillow was soaking wet.

Sarah- Brian that was so amazing but I’m so embarrassed that I just did that, I had no idea that would happen, please forgive me. I’m so sorry.

Me- Don’t worry about it babe, I love that you’re a squirter. Now get to work on my dick.

She bent down as she started sucking my cock. She went at it like a pro. Just as i was about to cum I told her to stop and asked.

Me- Sarah, will you have sex with me?

And with the most seductive smile i had ever seen she said.

Sarah- I thought you would never ask.

I wasted no time and quickly got out of her bed and told her to bend over by her desk. I just had to pound that ass. It was so pretty and juicy and i knew i just needed to see it as i fucked the shit out of her.

Sarah- Brian treat me like the fucking slut i am. I love it when you treat me like a fucking whore. I need that dick in me right now.

Me- Don’t worry you cunt! I’m going to fuck you until you cry.

I slowly lined my dick up into her beautiful pussy. It was so tight. I only got about 3 inches in when she started moaning. I began a rhythmic pace, with each thrust i slowly got deeper into her hot pussy. By the time i was all the way in she was moaning with each thrust and began matching my thrusts with one of her own.

Me- Oh baby thats so good.

Sarah- Your dick is so big. It fills my entire pussy

Me- Sarah you are amazing. You are such a fucking slut. What do you want me to do now?

Sarah- I want you to fuck me harder ! I want you to slap my ass as hard as you can! Pull my hair until i scream. Just do it!

I did as she asked and wound up and slapped her ass as hard as i could. She screamed out in pain but i could tell she enjoyed it. We began fucking harder and for extra power i grabbed a handful of her hair. Her head was now tilted back to the point that she was now looking straight up at the ceiling. She was moaning in pleasure. She then began to wiggle her ass on my dick. It was the most beautiful thing i had ever seen. The ass of goddess was now wiggling its way up and down my hard cock. It wasn’t long before i told her i was about to cum.

Sarah- Don’t pull out. I want your hot cum all inside of me.

Me- I wouldn’t have it any other way you slut.

As if on cue i warned her that i was about to cum. And with one final hard thrust i started to shoot my cum straight into her pussy. She started cumming as my second thrust shot deep into her pussy. She was screaming that this point. We were both in utter ecstasy. Just as we came down from our high i heard yet another knock at the door.

Nikki- Is everything alright in there?

I could tell it was her brother’s best “girl” friend.

Me- Yeah everything’s just fine. I’m getting up to let you in, hold on.

To be continued?

Again sorry if there are errors, ill go back later and fix them. Let me know if you see any. I’m to tired to fix them now. Hope you enjoy

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I found my sister stripping

by Dark_Brother

This is my first story. Please lemme know what you think, good & bad
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A pounding noise reverberates through the room, waking me from pleasant dreams. Opening my eyes, wondering who might be at the door, I realized that the pounding was coming from within my own skull, and I groan. Apparently I wasn’t alone, because my groan was echoed by other voices.

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

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I had just turned 18 a week ago, and my friends finally convinced me to go to a strip joint in the next town over. I had agreed, mostly just to get them to quit pestering me. I mean, why should I go to a strip club and see a bunch of naked women that are out of my league, when I can just surf the web for porn and see a lot more action? You might argue that seeing tits in person is better than digitally, but I have to admit I am rather shy.

We arrive at the club, one of the few that will let in those under 21, but I have to wear a red band on my wrist to denote the fact that I am too young to drink. The place is pretty hopping with a cute brunette on the stage collecting her tips from her last dance. We end up having to take seats towards the back, but are still able to see the stage pretty well.

“Next up is Amber,” comes the announcer’s voice. “Amber. Amber please take the stage.”

A smoking hot red-head comes out in a school girl outfit, and begins to groove to the music. She moves her hips to the music provocatively, and turns her back to us before bending over. She runs her hand slowly up her inner thigh as she stands upright. Turning back to the audience, I am surprised to see that she has undone the knot holding her shirt on, and she soon shrugs it off. I am intrigued with how well she moves, and wonder how good she would be in bed. Despite these thoughts, I realize that I am not even hard. If I had been watching porn, I know I would have been at my full 8 inches, but there is just something about only watching a woman dance that doesn’t turn me on.

The dance had continued while I’d been lost in thought, and I realize that Amber, or whatever her real name is, is down to just her panties. I am shocked and pleasantly surprised to see that her nipples are pierced. I love pierced nipples! This time my cock truly does begin to stir, and I watch with more interest. She takes one of the guys sitting at the stage, and lets him thread a dollar through one of the rings. She keeps tugging on her nipple rings, and her eyes glaze over every time she does. I am not too naive to think this might all just be an act, but it still turns me on all the same. Her panties come off, and I am just able to make out the glint of a clit piercing. This chick is kinky, & I like it!

The song ends too soon, and she is gone from the stage shortly after. I continue to watch other dancers, but none seem to compare to Amber.

I get my courage up, and pay for a private session with Amber. I had cleaned up big from my birthday, so had plenty of cash to blow.

She smiles sweetly asking for my name. “John,” I say, glad my voice didn’t squeak or stutter. Maybe I should describe myself. I am 6 foot 1 inch, with a slightly athletic build. I have brown hair and eyes, and a week’s worth of growth for a goatee since school got out right before my birthday. I have been told that I am ruggedly good looking, if only I weren’t too shy.

“John, hmmm. I like that name. I had a boyfriend named John once, and he was great in bed!” I can’t believe how open she is about her sex life, and just follow her silently.

When we enter the room she tells me the rules. She will stay on the other side of some plexi-glass, but will come around if I tip $20 or more. I am only allowed to touch were she directs my hands and nowhere else.

As she begins to dance, I quickly drop $20. I wanna touch this sexy woman. Her eyes light up seeing the bill I just laid out, and quickly steps around the plexi-glass.

“You must really like what you see to drop that much so quickly!” she tells me, and I look to the bill I put down in confusion. Oh crap! I think as I realized I had put down a $100 bill instead of a $20. I can’t take it back now without seeming like a real prick, so I just say the first thing that comes to my mind.

“You are by far the best one out there.” Corny, I know, but I’m just not good in social situations.

“Ah, thanks baby. Now you just sit right there and enjoy yourself.” She smiles as she places her small ass in my lap and begin to grind against my rapidly inflating tool. She grabs my hands and places them on her hips. “Mmm, is that really you in there? That feels huge!” I blush furiously, but she doesn’t notice as she is turned away from me. Her grinding is really beginning to get to me, and I start using my strength to grind her hips harder on me. A low moan escapes her lips, and she stands, stepping away from me. “Not yet, big man. I don’t want to end this dance too early.”

She pulls off a shiny red sequined top, and gyrates her hips some. I am able to see her panties under her very short skirt, and am surprised to see a slight wet spot. Was that from me or her? I don’t dare look down at my crotch to find out. How embarrassing.

She sits back down in my lap, this time facing me, and my hands immediately go back to her hips, the one place I know I am allowed to touch. Placing her hands behind my head, she pulls me down to her bra covered cleavage, and shakes her small tits against my cheeks. I can’t help myself, and actually start licking and kissing between her breasts. She tastes like peppermint.

She starts to slide her hips back and forth, really grinding against my pant covered groin. She grabs my wrists, and pulls my hands up along her back. “Undo my top,” she tells me, and without hesitation I begin fumbling at the clasp. After a few moments, she giggles. “Here, let me help you.” How does anyone get those things undone? Especially women who have to do it behind their backs?

My face feels like it is burning, but again, I don’t think she notices because it is buried in her cleavage. My hands roam up and down her back, as her bra falls between us. Without though, I immediately latch onto her right nipple, and taste the metal of the ring.

“Uh-uh. I didn’t say you could do that,” she admonishes as her hands go to the back of my head. Instead of pushing me away though, she pulls me in tighter. “Ooh, you’re good at that,” she croons breathily.

Her gyrations are really beginning to get to me, and I can feel my orgasm coming, when her fingers dig into my scalp, and she begins convulsing and thrashing in my lap. A loud wail escapes her lips, and I groan as my sperm flood my underwear.

We sit like that for a couple more moments, before she gets up, and surprises me with a passionate kiss to my lips. I gladly respond, and even begin to feel a stirring down below, when she brakes it off. “Wow! I haven’t had that happen in a long time,” she tells me. I believe her until we get back out to the main floor and I remember where I am and what she is. Still I am in a rather good mood.

My buddy, Rob, is the first to see me, and he rushes to me, a dreadfully serious look on his face. “We have to go, and we have to go now.”

“What? Why? Where is everyone?” I look around, but can’t see any of the other guys we came out here with.

“They’re waiting in the car. come on, let’s go!”

“Up next is Geo. Geo, please take the stage.”

I get distracted by that name. I know that name…

Rob groans, and I look back to him. “We have to go, NOW!” he practically screams, but it is too late. I see her.

“What the–?” I trail off. Getting on stage is a 5’5″ inch strawberry blonde bombshell. She has her bellybutton pierced, and as she turns around, I see some tribal tramp stamp on her back. Even though I can’t see her eyes at this distance, I know that they are a striking shade of green.

“I’m sorry, man. We were trying to get you out of here, before she came back up on stage. Apparently she was in a long private dance while you were out here earlier.” Rob continues to drone on, but I am distracted by the fact that my sister is on the stage stripping.

I haven’t seen my sister for almost a year. Her and my parents got into a huge fight when she got that tattoo and she left. The only time we had heard from her, was when she sent me a birthday card with $100 in it. Probably the hundred I just gave Amber.

And now here she was, dropping her top for all to see. I was mesmerized. I had always known my sister was hot, but had never really considered her in a sexual way till now.

“Come on, man. This night is blown.” Rob is still trying to get me out of here, but my feet are rooted, and won’t budge. “Everyone is waiting.”

“Sorry, man. I haven’t seen my sister in more than a year. I have to talk to her. You go on without me. I’ll take a cab if I can’t talk her into giving me a ride.”

“Are you sure?” Rob gives me a strange look, but I convince him to go.

By the time I get seated again, her dance is over. She begins to wind her way through the crowd, then stops as she spies me. I smile at her, but there is only fear in her beautiful green eyes.

She rushes up to me, and demands, “What are you doing here? Do mom and dad know you are here?”

“No, they don’t know I’m here! Mom would faint is she found out, and dad would kill me! You know how religious they are. What are YOU doing here?”

“I… I work here. It pays the bills and school.”

One of the bouncers walks up to us, “Is everything alright, Geo?” The man is huge, and I have no doubt could kick my ass without breaking a sweat.

“Huh? Oh, yeah. Everything is fine, Brent. We were just discussing a private dance.”

My sister, Jazmine Geo (Everyone pronounces it Jazmine Joe, but I always called her Geo) pulls me back into one of the private rooms. I’m somewhat embarrassed to realize it is the same one Amber and I had been in.

“I’m sorry, John. We are not allowed to just stand around and talk. Back here we can talk. There is only one problem.” She points to a camera in the corner I hadn’t noticed earlier. My face went flame red as I remembered what I had been doing in this room not that long ago, and now I knew it had all been caught on tape.

Geo must have misunderstood my reaction. “I know, it’s not what I would prefer either, but I am going to have to perform in here. We can talk while I do. You can’t tell our parents!”

As she says this, she gets behind the divider, and begins to sway and move to the music that is coming from the overhead speakers.

“The cameras can’t hear us?” I ask.

“No, they are for video only. We have some high ranking people come through, and they don’t want their conversations taped.” I decide not to point out the obvious incongruity of them being okay with being seen but not heard. “Look, are you going to tell them or not?”

My sister had stopped dancing as she asked me again. Thinking fast, I pulled out a twenty, and verifying it was a twenty this time, laid it out. “You’d better keep dancing so they don’t suspect,” I said, indicating the camera.

She looked at the money lying in front of her and glared at me. “You realize that means I have to come around now, right?”

Oh, shit! I hadn’t thought of that. I had only intended to keep up the ruse that this was a normal private session. I just shrug, and drop my head. What can I say?

Geo steps around the plexi glass, and placing her hand just under my chin, lifts my face to look at hers. “Put your hands only where I place them, understand?”

I just nod in embarrassment. She closes her eyes, and begin to really sway and move to the music. The way her hips move, and how she moves her hands along her body probably would have had me hard in no time despite her being my sister, if it hadn’t been for my earlier session in this room with Amber.

Watching her was forming a lump in my throat, and I had to clear it. Geo opened her eyes, and after grimacing at the camera, came over and straddled me on the couch. “You’re really enjoying this, aren’t you?” She whispers in my ear. I try to stammer that I hadn’t meant my throat clearing for this, but my throat locks up as she begins to move her hips, and I immediately begin to get hard. “Why won’t you answer me, if you are going to tell our parents or not?”

The combination of her movements, and whispering in my ear are starting to have a profound effect on me, but I still can’t speak. My sister is seriously turning me on, and I’m enjoying the hell out of it. What kind of sick pervert am I?

She reaches behind her and I feel her top fall between us. She stands and turns away, before unzipping the side of her skirt, and letting it fall to the floor, leaving her only in her panties. Turning back around, she is covering her breasts with her hands, but my eyes are riveted to a dark spot on her panties. Apparently I’m not the only one enjoying this. Before I can think better of it, the words escape my mouth. “Why don’t we see if you can convince me not to tell?”

The glare returned to her eyes for only a moment, before turning into a wicked grin. “Deal! But you have to promise to tell no one!”

I can only nod my head. Geo walks back over to me, then turns around and sits in my lap. My hands want to wrap around her, but I remember the rules, and keep them to my sides. Her left hand reaches back behind my neck, as her right grabs mine. Her back is plastered to me as she sways and moves. She brings my hand to her hip, and then slowly starts to drag it up her body. My hand reaches her breast, and there she leaves it. I moan as I begin to fondle her breast and pinch her nipple. She gasps, and turns her head while using her other had to draw my neck closer to her. She begins to bite and nibble as she moves.

Figuring that since she moved my right hand along her side, my left could be in the same places, I move it to her thigh and begin to squeeze. My right hand moves to her other breast, and I begin to pinch and twist that nipple. She gasps loudly, and grabs my hand, almost ripping it off as she moves it to her panty covered pussy. I can feel her protruding lips through the cloth, and quickly figure out where her clit is. She moans, and begins to grind herself against my hands as I play with her. Her head leans forward, and I can’t help but take advantage of her available neck. I hunch forward, as I kiss and nibble the back of her soft neck. She too tastes like peppermint, and I wonder if all the girls here use the same body spray.

Her panties are getting annoying, and without asking for permission, I pull them to the side, and begin to finger her soaking wet pussy. A scream resounds in the room as she cums on my finger. When she finally calms down, she grabs my wet hand and brings it to her mouth, slowly licking it clean. This sends me over the edge, and for the second time that night, I came in my pants.

Geo’s head rests on my shoulder, then she quickly turns and gives me a peck on the cheek. “So, little brother, do we have an agreement? No telling our parents?”

I gave her breast one more squeeze before saying, “I won’t tell. But I have a favor to ask?”

“Absolutely not! What we did was bad enough, but I will not go THERE with my own brother!” I stare at her confused as she gets up and begins dressing. It takes me a moment to figure out what she is talking about.

“Whoa, wait. I didn’t mean sex! I need a ride home. My friends left, and I’d rather not take a cab that far. If you don’t want to, I understand, but…”

“Well, how cute. What happened to the man who demanded I convince him a moment ago? He was replaced by this cute little boy.” She smiles and plays with the small growth on my chin.

Anger rises at her attitude, and I say, “Okay, you will give me a ride when you get off, or else.”

A smile splits her face as she responds, “Or else what, dear brother? You already agreed not to tell our parents?” She arches an eyebrow at me, and I fear I have gone too far. “Oh, don’t worry. I’ll give you a ride when I get off. I carpooled here with Amber and Dixie, but after we drop them off, I’ll take you.”

I spent the rest of the evening sitting in the back of the main room, watching the dancers. I found out Dixie was the bartender. She was a cute petite brunette, and I wondered why she didn’t dance. I found out on the ride to my sister’s place. Apparently the three women shared rent together in a nice four bedroom condo.

“I have to be working there for a couple months, before they will let me dance. Also, I don’t think I’m good enough yet.”

“Don’t listen to her.” Amber piped up from the front seat. “She’s almost as good as Geo here, and better than me. She just needs to be more comfortable with herself.”

Dixie blushed beside me, and of course, my shyness kicked in, and I didn’t know what to say.

We arrived at my sister’s place, and I jumped into the front seat, expecting my sister to take me home.

“Oh, you’re not coming up for drinks?” Dixie asked.

“He’s too young,” my sister answered for me.

“So?” Amber shot back, and before anything else could be said, I jumped out, and started following the two beautiful women to the place. my sister bringing up the rear.

Walking into my sister’s place was a bit of a shock. They were setup pretty nice. With a large flat screen tv on the wall, plush couches, glass tables, the works. I couldn’t imagine what rent must be like, even split among the three of them.

“What do you want to drink?” Amber asked from the kitchen.

“Nothing too strong for him, he’s just a kid.” Geo said right behind me.

“You didn’t think I was such a little kid a little while ago,” I whisper back at her, a little miffed that she keeps trying to make decisions for me.

Whatever she was about to say in return she cut off as Amber walked in with a few drinks. “This one is for you,” she said with a wink, before handing Geo hers.

“Where’s mine?” Dixie asked as she came out of her room. My jaw nearly hit the floor. She had changed into a spaghetti strap pink top, without a bra, and her belly was showing. She had on matching pink pajama bottoms.

“Yours is still in the kitchen. I only have two hands.” While Dixie went to go get her drink, Amber and my sister walked back to their respective rooms.

Dixie invited me to sit next to her on the couch, and I quickly obliged.

“So, are you going to drink that, or just hold it all night?” Dixie smirked.

I had completely forgotten about the drink in my hand. I quickly took a gulp. I began to splutter as it hit the back of my throat and burned. The taste had been sweet, but the aftereffects not so much.

“Now, now. Don’t waste any of it!” Dixie admonished. She grabbed a handkerchief and began patting me down. I jumped when she started patting my crotch, but she just smiled at me, and kept going.

“What do you think you are doing to my brother, Dixie?”

“He made a mess, and I was taking care of it.”

I about made another mess as I saw my sister and Amber. Amber had on a very tight, almost see-thru top and lacy bra that left nothing to the imagination. She had on tight daisy duke pajama bottoms, and nothing more. My sister was completely opposite, wearing a loose fitting v-neck sweater, and sweat pants. Despite wearing the most clothes, she was somehow the most alluring.

“If you take care of it too much more, you’re going to have another mess to clean up,” Amber retorted.

“So John, Jaz told me you just graduated. What do you plan on doing now?” We talked for awhile about school, and I found out that Dixie was studying to be a nurse, Amber wanted to be an accountant, and Geo hadn’t made up her mind yet, only taking generals. I had a couple more drinks, and was really beginning to feel a nice buzz, when Geo pulled out a blunt and to my surprise, lit it and started taking hits off of it.

“What are you doing, Geo?” I nearly screamed. “That stuff will kill you!”

For some reason this made her laugh. “Calm down little brother. The only way this is going to kill me is if you tell our parents, or if I try to drive. I don’t plan on driving anywhere anymore, so relax.”

“What about taking me home?” I demanded.

“It’s three in the morning. I’ll take you home when we get up. You can sleep in the spare room.”

This mollified me somewhat, and I began to relax. Geo passed the blunt around, and when it came to me, I broke down to everyone’s pressure, and took a puff. I began coughing immediately, and the three women laughed even more.

I passed the blunt back to Geo, and asked, “So you must make good money, dancing.”

“It’s called stripping, John,” Amber said matter-of-factly, “and your sister is the best in three counties. Dixie, here is really good too.”

“Oh, yeah?” I said, really comfortable with everything going on. “I’d like to see that.”

Dixie tried to argue that she wasn’t that good, but Amber was already up and starting some music. Dixie reluctantly got up and started swaying and moving to the music, removing her clothing. She had slightly bigger breasts than Amber, but smaller than my sister’s. Her pussy was clean shaven, except for a landing strip. When she was done, I complimented her, and told her she really was good. To my surprise, she remained naked, and just sat back down next to me.

“Your sister is the real treat to watch,” Dixie said, still blushing from her dance.

“That’s right! You’ve had a dance from two of us, but haven’t really seen Jaz go, have you John?” I about said that I had indeed seen her, but at the look she gave me, I remembered that I wasn’t supposed to tell anyone about what happened earlier.

“Umm, n-no, I haven’t.” I stammered out lamely.

“He is so cute, Jaz. Why have you been hiding him from us all this time?” My sister just shook her head, and took another hit off the joint. “Okay, Jaz, your turn. Show him why you are the best.”

“I don’t know.” Geo replied, and I felt a bit of a letdown. Sure she is my sister, but I had really enjoyed our previous session, and even though I knew nothing would happen with her friends here, i couldn’t help thinking…

“Go on!” Dixie announced. “We are all friends here. No one is going to tell that you gave a lap dance to your brother.”

I could have kissed Dixie right then, but settled for squeezing her leg. When I tried to pull my hand away, she grabbed it, and put it back, just above the knee.

“Oh, fine! Little brother, are you ready to have your mind blown?” She quickly downed her drink, and took a huge hit off the joint, before getting up and stating her dance.

Her dance was similar to what she had done before, gyrating, and moving her hands all over her body. Dixie kept squeezing my hand, and I relaxed, allowing my hand to ride up her leg a little bit. But the time the first song was over, Geo was completely naked, and I could see that she was clean shaven.

Dixie passed the joint to me, and I took another hit, holding it in better. Another song started, and instead of sitting down, my sexy sister started to dance some more. Whether it was from the alcohol and drugs, or the fact that there were two naked women in the room (one of which I was touching), I was starting to get really horny. I glanced at Dixie, and noticed that she was playing with her right breast. A quick look to Amber showed she was getting in the mood too, as her hands lightly roamed all over her body.

“Watch your sister, not us,” Dixie whispered in my ear, startling me as her lips brushed my cheek.

I looked back to my sister to see that she was squeezing one breast in time to the music, and she was moving her pussy against her hand. My sister was masturbating in front of me!

A gasp on my right brought my attention back to Dixie, and I realized I was playing with her pussy. When did that happen? Seeing that she didn’t seem tom mind, I went back to watching Geo. She now had one finger buried deep in her pussy, and rolling one nipple between her fingers. Her eyes were open, and staring straight at me. There was an undeniable hunger in them, as she licked her lips. I glanced over to Amber and almost giggled as I noticed she had both hands down her pants. Suddenly she stood up, and removed all her clothing, and then went back to playing with herself.

I looked back to my sister, and saw that she was staring at the obvious bulge in my pants. She took a couple steps towards me, and the music stopped, seeming to break the spell we were under. Dixie moved my hand away from her crotch, cleaned my fingers with her lips, then set my hand back on her thigh. “Thank you,” she whispered. Geo came back over and sat on the other side on me.

Only Amber kept going. “I’m cumming, I’m cumming, OOOH, I’M CUMMING!” she screamed, and collapsed back into her chair.

“See, we told you your sister was good,” Dixie said.

“My only question,” piped up Amber as she opened her eyes, “is why are we all naked, and you still fully dressed, John?”

“Well, I… Uh…” I stammered, then was tacked by all three women, and summarily stripped.

Geo was the one to get my pants off. As soon as my cock sprang free, she nearly screamed. “Oh, fuck! Is that what you were hiding in there earlier? It’s huge!”

“What do you mean, ‘Earlier’?” Amber asked, a sneaky suspicion in her eyes.

“Um, I don’t know what you mean?” Geo replied, unconvincingly.

“What really happened in that private room between you two?” Amber wasn’t going to give this up.

“I danced for him, as we talked about him not telling our parents is all. Like you said. I’m good, and he must have reacted to my skills. Nothing more!” This time she sounded more convincing.

“I doubt that. When I danced for him, he didn’t start getting hard till I touched him… Hmm.” The joint was passed to Amber, and she seemed to forget about her line of questioning. “You really are well equipped, John. Me and your sister have been working on a dance together. Do you want to see?”

“No!” My sister nearly yelled, startling us. “You know how I get after that number.” For some reason she glanced over at me.

“Yes I do, and I don’t think we will let anything happen that isn’t wanted. Here, take another hit.”

Geo took another hit, while Amber changed the music. This time it was a slow song, and the two beautiful women began to slowly dance towards each other. As they came together, my sister turned her back to Amber and sensuously slid along her body. Amber’s hands lightly caressed Geo’s body, and I could see goose bumps forming.

“I can tell you like watching them,” a whisper sounded at my ear. “I wonder if it is Amber, or Jaz that turns you on more?” I turned to answer, but whatever I was about to say flew from my head as Dixie’s lips met mine, and her hand found my turgid cock.

I kissed her back with passion, as her hand gripped me. She broke the kiss with a gasp, saying, “I need to breath. Oh my!”

I turned to see what the exclamation was about.

Holy shit! Amber had her head between my sister’s legs and was eagerly munching her box. I don’t know if this was part of the act, or not, but I nearly shot my load into Dixie’s strangling grip. Once again, my sister’s eyes were locked on my cock, licking her lips.

“They don’t usually do that, unless they are really turned on.” I felt a nibble on my ear, but I couldn’t turn my head away from what was happening on the floor. I did slide my hand up, and began playing with Dixie’s sopping wet pussy. “Guess I won’t be getting many more kisses while they’re doing that.”

I barely heard what Dixie said, but when her hand was replaced by a warm wetness, I quickly paid more attention. I was getting my first blowjob! And my sister was watching. This was all too much for me, and I began shooting my load down Dixie’s throat. She did her best to take it, but even after two others today, this one was mind blowing.

“Wow, that quick, huh? Normally I prefer a bit more warning, but I guess I did good.” Dixie smiled at me, and I smiled back, embarrassed. She had a small bit on her chin, but she found it and sucked it in.

Amber and my sister moved into a 69 position, and I realized that I owed Dixie. I returned to kissing her, and then began working my way down her neck, between her breasts, along her stomach, and finally reached her pussy. She was sitting on the edge of the couch, and I was on my knees on the floor. I had never gone down on a girl before, and her scent was intoxicating. Thinking about how this part of a woman is sometimes called her nether-lips, I decided to just start making out with her pussy. “Mmm, that feels nice, but you’re new to this, aren’t you?”

My face must have been beet red. “It’s okay. Don’t be embarrassed. I’ll tell you what to do.” Dixie then began to give me instructions on how to move my tongue, where to apply pressure, where to suck, and even where to nibble. Pretty soon her hands were locked on the back of my head, and my mouth was getting flooded with her wonderful nectar.

By this point I was hard again, and thinking it was time for my first fuck, but she hadn’t let go of my head yet. Deciding that this wasn’t so bad for now, I continued tasting this beautiful woman. My cock was engulfed in another wet warmness, that I immediately recognized as a blowjob. Odd, how quickly that sensation is recognized. I tried to see who it was, but the hands on the back of my head refused to let up. Dixie came again, flooding my mouth, and I used the opportunity to pull away.

What I saw when I looked down, nearly made yelp. My beautiful sister–my wonderful older sister had her lips locked around my cock. She looked up at me, and with a pop, my cock left her mouth. “Sorry, little bro, but with a cock like yours, I just had to get a taste. Yum!” And with that she went back to sucking and licking me so vehemently, I began to wonder if she had become possessed. I groaned as I flopped back on the floor, and my sister stayed with me the whole time.

I looked up, and saw that Amber now had her head between Dixie’s legs, bringing her to yet another orgasm. Seeing this, a thought occurred to me. I sat up, and whispered in my sister’s ear. She grinned around my pole and quickly rotated her body around, and sat on my face.

I couldn’t believe it. My sister’s pussy was mere inches from my nose, and her lips were locked around my pecker. Growing up under the strictly religious supervision of our parents, I never would have imagined a night like this!

I lifted my head just a little bit, and touched the tip of my tongue to her clit. Her hips shot down, and I was thankful that we were on a carpeted floor, as my head hit it. I began to use every trick that Dixie had taught me. It took a little longer, but I soon tasted my first sister orgasm.

My sister got up, and I was disappointed for a moment, until I saw what she was going to do. “Sis, no! That’s incest! What we’ve done is bad enough, but we can’t do THAT!” I tried to protest, but I didn’t move as she slowly positioned herself over me.

She looked me in the eyes, and I was mesmerized. She began to rub the tip of my dick along her wet slit, and I couldn’t hold back a moan of purest pleasure. “Listen. I need dick, and I need it now.” As she talked she continued to rub me against her, slowly picking up the pace. “Now you are the only one here with what I need. If you don’t give it to me, I will go find someone who will. But I’ll be honest… The fact that it is your monster cock that is poised to split me has me a little more than turned on. If you tell me no, I’ll get up and walk away.” She stopped her movements, and locked eyes with me. “So what is it going to be?”

Without thinking, in fact, before I even had a chance for thought to enter my drugged and inebriated mind, my body acted. My hips thrust up, impaling my sister in on foul stroke. Part of my mind began screaming that this was a sin, but it was soon drowned out by my sister’s cries of passion and lust.

“Oh, yes! Fuck me little brother! Fuck me like only a man with your cock can fuck me! Fuck me like only a loving little brother can! Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck!”

I reached my right hand down to where me and my sister were joined, and began to play with her clit. Her pussy clamped down on me, and this time I was the one yelling. “Fuck me, sister! Oh, I love the way your pussy feels. Fuck, me! I never knew it could feel this good! Oh, I am about to cum!”

“Yes! Cum in me little bro. Shoot your hot load deep into your sister. I want to feel your seed finding its way deep inside me.”

Hearing these words, the world went white as I had the biggest orgasm of my life. I was vaguely aware of my sister screaming that she was cumming too, before she collapsed on my chest.

“I’m so sorry,” I blurted, realizing what I’d done. “I should have pulled out. Now we’re going to have gross children, and be cast out everywhere we go.”

“Hey, calm down,” my sister whispered in my ear. “I’m on the pill.” And before I could say or think anything else, she kissed me long and hard. Only breaking the kiss long enough to look at me, and say, “My lover.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Main event? These women were insatiable!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

What happened last night?

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More to follow when I have more time. Thank you for all the wonderful comments on the first chapter. I am reading them, and taking your advice to heart.

What happened last night?

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

What the hell happened last night? I wonder again.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Finally, her asshole loosened its grip, and nearly spit me out.

“Now that is one of the hottest things I think I have ever seen!” a voice says, and I look up to see Geo and Dixie standing in the doorway. Geo’s hand is under her white skirt, panties pulled to the side, and is furiously fingering herself. Dixie’s hand is down her shorts, and by the glazed look in her eyes, and movements of her arm, she is doing the same thing.

Suddenly embarrassed, I quickly grab one of Amber’s blankets to cover myself. “Geo! Dixie! I’m so sorry! I didn’t hear you come back!”

“Of course you didn’t, little brother! You two were making enough noise to wake the dead, three counties over.” Geo smiled at me wickedly, before continuing. “Hurry and put that monster cock away. Ron needs your help bringing in stuff.”

I was shocked to hear my sister talk like this. Sure, she was a stripper, and drank and did drugs, but after the puritanical raising of our parents, I was really surprised that she would talk to her little brother like that. I guess I shouldn’t have been too surprised, considering I had just seen her masturbating in front of me.

I quickly got dressed (trying to cover myself as both Geo and Dixie watched), and was surprised to hear Amber snoring on the bed. That last orgasm must have been a doozey!

I followed Dixie outside (vivid lewd thoughts of licking her pussy, and fucking her going my mind), and met Ron… Dixie’s boyfriend.

“Glad you’re here,” he greeted me with a firm handshake. He stood a little taller than me, was built like a brick shithouse. He had a military cut to his brown, almost black, hair. “I couldn’t move this stuff on my own. I understand you’re Geo’s little brother?”

“Umm, yea,” I reply lamely. This guy was intimidating.

I soon found out that what the two women had purchased were a futon bedroom set, and bedding. The bedding didn’t seem like the girly stuff I had seen in the room I’d woken up in, or Amber’s room, So I assumed it was for their fourth bedroom. I figured Ron was moving in, the lucky bastard.

I was a little disconcerted to find Dixie constantly shadowing us, never giving me and Ron a moment alone. Not that I wanted to be alone with the man, but the way she seemed so nervous, had me wondering. At one point, Geo came outside and pulled Dixie aside to talk to her. They both pointed at me and started giggling. My face must have gone red.

“Women! Never can figure them out,” Ron said right next to me. I was startled, not realizing he was there. We were carrying in the last of the stuff, and as soon as we were inside, he turned and stopped me. “Spill the beans. Why is my girlfriend acting so odd?”

“I-I dunno,” I stutter. “I don’t remember very much from last night.” I told him honestly, and seeing the doubt in his eyes, I decided to embellish the truth. “I just remember having a few drinks, then woke up in bed with Amber this morning.” I think for a second, before asking, “She doesn’t have a boyfriend, does she?”

Ron guffawed, before answering. “By the sounds of things when we pulled up, your it!”

Ron and I began setting up the spare bedroom, when Ron made an odd comment. “You’re a braver man than me.” I could only assume he meant sleeping with Amber, and began to get angry.

“So, what do you think?” My sister and the other two women came into the room, distracting me.

“Think about what?” I ask, thoroughly confused.

“About your new room, cutie,” Amber replies with her now familiar affectation for me.

“My new…” I trail off as what Ron said now makes a different kind of sense. “But I can’t live here. I live at home!” I regret the foolish words as soon as they are out of my mouth.

“You don’t want to live here?” Geo asks, hurt evident in her liquid eyes. “How could I as your responsible older sister, possibly allow you to go back to that religious monastery, our parents created?”

Responsible? I wonder, remembering how my sister had gotten an underage kid drunk, and used drugs last night. I keep my mouth shut though, and look to Amber. If I moved in here, I would be closer to this sexy redhead, but who knows what would even happen. Perhaps what had happened a little bit ago was only a fluke, and would never happen again. I would also be under my sister’s thumb. I had no idea what that might be like.

On the other hand, my eyes were open now to a whole new world, that I had never suspected existed while living with my parents.

There was just one problem…

“I can’t afford to pay rent. I don’t have a job.” My head droops as I realize just how much I really want to move in.

“We got you covered there,” Amber pipes in, grabbing my arm, and giving me a quick peck on the cheek. “Ron here is one of the bouncers at our club. He can get you hired there.”

“But I’m not strong or big enough to be a bouncer.” I protest.

“Maybe not as big, yet, but that can be worked on. I saw how you moved that furniture around, and you are stronger than you look.” Ron told me.

Four sets of eyes stared at me, and I knew my decision had already been made. “I’ll do it!” I said, a huge grin splitting my face.

Amber gave me a big hug, and planted a passionate kiss on my lips. Even my sister gave me more than a strictly sisterly kiss. Dixie only shook my hand, but she gave me a wink that I was glad Ron couldn’t see. Ron shook my hand also, and informed me that I started work tomorrow night, but to spend tonight getting moved in.

“This calls for drinks!” My sister yells, and disappears into the kitchen. She returns shortly with drinks on a tray. “Ron, this one is yours, non-alcoholic since you have to work tonight, John, this one is yours. There is a little less alcohol. Hopefully you will remember tonight,” she adds the last part with a wink and a smile.

Amber had to work too which was dissappointing.

I called my parents to let them know I was moving out, and they yelled and screamed, but in the end, all I had to do was hang up. I was 18, and graduated from Highschool. There was nothing they could do.

Something odd started to happen though, while I was on the phone. I started to get hard. Not only that, but achingly hard.

Amber must have noticed, because as soon as I hung up, she took me to the shower, where we fuck again. This time I was prepared for when she had her orgasm, and supported her till she recovered. Even after I left my load circling the drain, I was still hard. What was going on?

Amber gave me a kiss as she left for work with Ron.

I couldn’t hide the hard on under the towel, as I stepped out of the bathroom, and my sister saw it. She only smirked and winked, before I made it to my new room.

My clothes were gone.

I frantically began searching for them in the still cluttered room, even losing my towel in the process.

“Very nice, bum, little brother. Are you trying to find your virginity?”

I spun around, my throbbing cock leading the way, to face my sister. I tried to hide it, but it was no use. “I can’t find my clothes!”

“Of course not. I threw them in the washer. You’ve been wearing them for two days now, and they needed some cleaning. Tomorrow we will get you some new clothes, and after a few days when our parents calm down, we will get your clothes from home.”

“Well, what am I supposed to wear in the meantime?” I demand angrily.

“The towel works, or you can wear what you have on now. I don’t mind either way.”

Something in her tone made me feel really defiant. “Oh, yeah?” I ask, arching an eyebrow, and removing my hands from my crotch. Was it my imagination, or did my sister have an hungry look in her eyes?

“I see Amber didn’t seem to take care of that in the shower. Would you like some more help?”

My jaw dropped for a moment. Was my sister propositioning me? Why wasn’t I as surprised as I thought I should be? My defiance was still strong, though, so I simply answered, “I doubt you could do any better.”

“Oh, yeah?” Before I knew quite what was happening, my sister was kneeling in front of me, my cock slurping in her mouth. At first I was too shocked to do anything, and by the time my wits were returning, I was feeling too good to stop her. She was going at it with real enthusiasm, and soon I had my hand on the back of her head, fucking her mouth. I probably would have cum pretty quick if I hadn’t already blown my wad twice today.

“Hey, you two,” shouted Dixie from the door. “You started without me!”

Before I knew what was happening, Dixie was naked and on her knees, helping my sister give me one helluva blowjob.

Geo pulled back, and removed her clothes. She stepped up to me, and gave me a kiss that was absolutely NOT a sisterly kiss. I started fondling her c-cup breasts, while Dixie continued licking my cock. I reached my left hand down, and started playing with Geo’s pussy, surprised at how wet she already was. I slipped first one, then two, then three fingers into her. Slurping noises filled the room, and the sounds of sex were rampant.

My sister pulled me over to the bed, and lay down on her back, my hand never leaving her pussy, and my cock never leaving Dixie’s mouth.

Dixie! “What about your boyfriend?” I asked her.

My cock left her mouth with a ‘pop!’ as she answered. What you don’t tell him, won’t hurt him.” She then went back to sucking my dick, and I no longer cared.

I looked at my fingers in my sister’s pussy, and realized I had slipped a fourth finger in. Geo was mewling and bucking her hips as I thrust my fingers in and out. Soon my thumb followed, then my knuckles, and before I knew what was happening, I was fisting my horney sister. I began to open and close my hand inside her, and she partially propped herself up on her elbows, looking me in the eyes. “Yes, brother! Fuck your slutty sister with your big hand. Make your big sister cum all over your hand. Yes, yes, yes! Ohhhhhhhh!” Her pussy clamped down on my hand, nearly crushing it as she came. Her eyes never left mine the whole time, and seeing the lust and pleasure in them sent me over the top.

“I’m cumming!” I try to warn Dixie, but I’m not sure how much was understandable as I started to blow my load deep into her mouth.

Geo’s pussy finally relaxed, and my hand slurped out of her gaping pussy. Dixie got up, and crawled onto the bed next to my sister, and started kissing her. I could see my cum swapping mouths as they kissed.

Looking down, I realized that I was still hard. What is wrong with me tonight? Seeing Dixie bent over, kissing my sister, I get an idea. I owe her for the great blowjob, and here is my chance. Crawling up behind the slim brunette, I position my cock at the entrance to her tunnel, and slowly push myself in an inch. She is super tight, and grips me like a warm velvet glove. I pull out a little bit, and then push in a little further.

Dixie moans into Geo’s mouth, and I see that Dixie is playing with my sister’s clit. I pick up the pace of, and soon am enveloped completely in Dixie’s folds. I stop, just to enjoy the feeling, and feel her milking my cock with her muscles. Geo slides up further on the bed, and Dixie dives into her pussy.

I start pumping again, and get a wild idea into my head, (Well, wild for me, at any rate.). With my left hand, I press Dixie’s back down, and with my other, I grab a fistful of her brown hair, and begin to pull. This way, she can still lick Geo. As soon as I do, Dixie begins to scream and buck, and I feel like a cowboy in my first rodeo.

“Lick that pussy, Dixie! No one knows how to eat cunt like you do!” As she talks she locks eyes with me again, and begins licking her lips. “Yeah, right there. Oh, yeah, suck it! Suck it!”

Dixie starts to cum under me, but I barely notice, as I am draw in by the look of purest lust in my sister’s eyes. I am mesmerized by their liquid pools, their wanton desire. Before I quite know what I am doing, I shove Dixie aside, and position myself over my sister.

“Do it” she tells me. “Fuck your big sister with your huge cock. Make me cum on that monster pole of yours.”

Like a man possessed, my hips thrust forward, but my aim is off, and I bounce off her clit. She moans in unfulfilled desire, and I try again, this time my aim is true. I sink to the hilt in my sister’s sweet pussy. She doesn’t even blink, but she does moan deep in her throat. I drop my head, and begin to kiss her passionately, thrusting into her as hard and fast as I can.

She breaks away from the kiss, screaming, “Oh, fuck yes! Pump your cock into me, little brother! Make me feel it in my throat. Oh, gawd, that feels… That feels… Oh fuck me!”

I roll us around, pulling my sister on top of me. “Oh, shit that’s deep!” she grunts, but only grinds her hips down harder on me. Dixie comes over and starts sucking on my sister’s tits, and I grab her ass, and place her pussy over my mouth. A small part of me can’t believe that this is really happening, but the rest of my mind screams to shut up and just fuck.

I know I am about to cum, but I can’t pull out, and I can’t warn my sister to get off, as Dixie grinds her pussy down hard over my mouth. My seed shoots out of me at what feels like nuclear strength. My sister screams out, “Oh, fuck, John. I can feel your cum in my pussy! It feels so hot, oh Shit, it’s making me cum! Yes, Keep playing with my clit, Dixie. Ahhhhhhh!”

My sister topples over sideways, and I continue to munch on Dixie’s pussy until she cums all over my face and falls to the side too.

I realize I am still hard, and only then does it occur to me that my sister must have drugged me with Viagra, or something, to keep my hard like this. At first I am angry that she would do something like that to me, but as I watch her trying to recover, my cum leaking from her pussy, another idea occurs to me.

I quickly run out of the room, returning a moment later with a bottle in my hand. Squeezing out some of the lube, I put it on my cock, and begin to rub it on my sister’s anus. She wanted me to be hard, she was going to get it hard. She doesn’t even budge as I continue to poke at her butt with the head of my dick.

I put some more lube on, and then position myself at her brown hole. Slowly I slide in, and feel the ‘pop’ of her sphincter pass the head of my cock. Now her eyes fly open as she realizes what I am doing. “No John! Not back there! I’ve never let anyone do that!” I lock her in place with my arms, as I very slowly begin to press in. “Owe, owe, owe, John, you’re too big. Take it out, PLEASE!”

“What did you put in my drink?” I ask her, enjoying seeing her eyes go large. “What did you drug me with, big sister?”

“Vi-Viagra,” she pants, and I stop moving. She breathes a sigh of reliefe, but I don’t pull out. I am about two inches in at this point.

“Why?”

She shakes her head, ‘no’, and I press in another inch. “Okay, okay! I wanted you hard all night so we could fuck as much as possible! It felt so good last night, I just had to have more.” I stop moving.

“Last night?”

“Yes! Last night I took your virginity, though I didn’t know you were a virgin. We all fucked you, and it felt great!”

By now her sphincter had loosened up a little as she relaxed, and was even milking the three inches I had in her.

“So you figured if you could keep me hard, then you could enjoy me even more?” When she nodded that this was so, I pulled out about an inch, and she sighed quietly. “You took my virginity last night, sister, and tonight I take your anal virginity. I suddenly thrust a couple inches in. Geo screamed. I was now halfway in, and loving how tight my sister’s ass was. I held still for a couple more moments, then backed off one inch, only to go two more back in, more slowly this time. I kept this up until I was buried in my sister’s ass, as she lay on her side. As soon as I was all the way in, I held perfectly still. Geo was panting lightly, and I saw that Dixie was lightly rubbing her clit to our spectacle. Now, sister, if you had asked me, things would have gone better. Because you didn’t, I’m going to use what you created, and fuck your ass hard!” I slapped her ass, and started pumping in and out, picking up the pace as I went.

At first pain registered on her face, but it began to transform into something else. She began to moan, and even tried to grab my hips to move me faster, but the angle was too awkward for her. As she lay on her side, I grabbed one leg, and brought it around to my other side, rolling her onto her back. The look of lust was back, and I began to pound into her harder. I couldn’t go as deep in this position, however, and soon came up with a solution.

Slipping my arms under her shoulders, she thought I was going for a kiss, and began madly making out with me. I pulled back hard, and she landed on top of me, smashing both our noses in the process, but also driving me deeper into her ass. Grabbing her hair, I pulled her head back, and latched on to her melon sized tits, her nipples hard in my mouth. Her hand snaked down between our bodies, and I could tell she was fingering herself. This turned me on more than I already was, and I began to pump harder.

Something warm and wet started playing with my balls, and I realized that Dixie had joined into the fun.

“Holly shit! I never knew it could feel this good! Every inch of my body is tingling. Oh, I love it little brother! I love the feeling of your cock in my ass, your mouth on my tits, and everything else! I love it little brother, and I love you, John. Oh, don’t stop, please don’t stop!” Her words began to have an effect on me, and I knew I was getting close, yet again. “Yes, more! Oh, I feel it! Holly shit that gets big when you cum. I can feel your seed flooding my ass. I love it!” Geo grabbed my head, and yanked it up for the most passionate kiss I have ever had. Our tongues fought with one another, and yet made love in their own way, as our bodies slapped against each other. Every inch of my body felt that kiss, from my curled up toes, to every hair on my head.

Finally we both needed air, and we broke the kiss. I realized that the sensations on my as yet still hard cock had changed. No longer did I feel the tight softness of my sister’s ass, but instead, an odd cold wet roughness. Looking around my sister, I saw Dixie had a cleaning clothe in hand, and was cleaning my dick.

I just lay back, too exhausted to do anything else. My sister, rolled off me, and almost seemed to be in la la land, as she kept murmuring, “I love it brother. I love you.”

The bed shifted, and I saw that Dixie was getting ready to mount me. I felt like a piece of meat, but was too tired to stop her. I fell asleep about her third orgasm, and my second.

That’s how Ron and Amber found us (Geo lying naked next to me, and Dixie still riding my cock) when they arrived home early. Apparently the power had gone out in that section of town, so everyone was sent home early.

To be continued at a much later date, I am afraid…
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“What the hell is going on here?” A loud roar woke me from my stupor. Sitting bolt upright, I ended up throwing Dixie off of me. It only takes my fog filled mind a few moments to analyze the scene we were caught in. My sister was still lying next to me, naked, and Dixie had been on top of me, still enjoying my drug enhanced hardon. This was how Ron, Dixie’s boyfriend, and Amber found us. Amber didn’t seem to mind so much, but Ron’s face was an angry red color.

“Huh, wha–?” I can only manage to mumble stupidly.

“Ron, no!” Dixie yells as she runs to Ron. “We drugged him, and he doesn’t realize what was happening. It is my fault, not his!”

Ron glares down at her for a moment, trying to understand, before turning to me, “Is this true?”

I mumble something incoherently, unable to form a full sentence. I can see that Dixie is trying to protect me, but can’t seem to think very clearly. I do notice that my erection has finally started to deflate, and somehow find this funny enough to start laughing and pointing at it.

“Nevermind, I can see for myself.” He grabs Dixie by the arm and hauls her from the room. “We need to talk.”

Somehow Geo remains oblivious to everything.

Amber walks to the side of the bed, and lightly touches her lips to mine. The touch is like a lightning bolt, restarting my mind, and bringing me fully awake. My arms reach up to surround this delicious redhead, but she scampers away nimbly. “Not tonight, cutie. Looks like you’ve had enough fun. Sleep, and tomorrow we’ll go shopping.” She cocks her head, listening to the room next door. “Looks like Dixie has everything under control.”

The sounds of loud moaning could be heard through the too thin walls. Despite everything, my cock still decided it was time to sleep, so with a final kiss, Amber left to sleep in her room.

I don’t remember having any dreams that night, but did wake to a very pleasant feeling at my crotch. Slowly opening my sleep filled eyes, I am able to make out a strawberry-blonde blob bobbing up and down. I moan as I hear her slurping on my cock.

“Shhh, everyone is still sleeping. Try not to wake them,” Geo whispers. She immediately goes back to her even noisier sucking. I reach down and begin running my fingers through her hair, and she looks up at me, smiling. “Now that you’re awake, I want this in me. Not my ass though! It is still sore from yesterday.”

I just nod, and smile as she begins to lick her way up my body. When she reaches my face, our lips meet and she lightly touches her tongue to my lips. I quickly suck her tongue into my mouth, and begin kissing my sister with abandon. I feel her hand snake down between our bodies, grabbing hold of my turgid member, and positioning me for her wonderful tunnel. Thrusting up with my hips at the same time she presses back, I am buried to the hilt immediately. We both let out a moan, thankfully muffled by our kissing.

I wrap my right arm around her waist, while my left hand moves around to the back of her head, pulling her into me for a deeper kiss. She begins to rock her hips, slowly pulling forward, then thrusting back, hard, grunting with each bottoming out.

After everything that happened the night before, I am nowhere near cumming, and just let her do the work. I break off the kiss, and begin to trail kisses along her jaw line, down her neck, collarbone, and finally to her breasts. I latch onto her right nipple, and try to suck her hole breast into my mouth.

My sister’s pace increases, and I switch tits so that I can use my left hand on her breast. I begin pinching her nipple, while simultaneously sucking and nibbling her left breast. I suck in my gut, and lift my hips allowing me to go slightly deeper into her.

I can feel her getting wetter as we fuck, and find it odd that she isn’t being her normal potty mouth, until I remember her wanting to stay quite. As she nears her orgasm, though, I start to hear her mumbling. At first it is incoherent, but grows as she picks up the pace. “Yeah, right there. Keep it up, right there. Oh, fuck, that feels good on my nipples. Keep sucking brother, you’re gonna make sister cum, HARD!” AS she says this, her hand shoves me hard into her breast, and her whole body begins to convulse. I grab her hips with both hands, and begin rocking her forcefully. I am close to my own.

I release her tit and fall back, as I concentrate on moving her, and thrusting up. After only a few seconds of this, I let my load loose deep inside her, and completely lay still, except for occasional convulses of my own as my sister’s orgasm continued through my own.

Finally coming down from her own orgasm, Geo kisses me tenderly. “Good morning, John.” Her green eyes sparkle, and I can only smile in return.

We take a shower together, enjoying washing each other, and each other’s company, but otherwise nothing happens. As we exit the shower, we run into Ron, and last night comes flooding back to me. He only gives us a queer look as he starts heading out, stopping only to tell me that I begin work tonight, and NOT to be late. I am surprised that I still have a job, and wonder just what Dixie had told him.

I get dressed quicker than Geo does, and begin making breakfast. My sister joins me, wearing a navy blue summer dress that looks stunning on her. “This is still your favorite color, right?” She asks, and I am surprised that she remembers after so long. I just smile and kiss her in response. Geo starts to make coffee (another substance banned in our puritanical parents home). Finding everything I need to make French toast, I get to work.

“Coffee ready yet?” Dixie asks, walking into the kitchen wearing only a pink spaghetti strap top, no bra, and matching panties. The panties had a Hello Kitty on them.

“Just about ready,” Geo says, and I dish her up a plate of French Toast. Her eyes open wide in surprise, and she gives me a quick peck as she takes the plate, and sits at the small table to eat.

“Mmm, do I smell French Toast?” Amber asks. Her hair is a mess, and she must have taken off all her makeup from the night before, but right now I have never seen her more beautiful. She too gives me a quick peck as she takes her plate, and I playfully smack her bottom as she walks away. Geo and I are the last to sit at the table.

She pours a cup of coffee for me, and even prepares it. I have never have never had it before, and find the bitter taste unpleasant, but add more sugar till it agrees with me. A thought occurs to me, and I have to ask, “You didn’t drug this too, did you?”

The girls laugh, but I am being serious. “No, little brother, I didn’t drug it… This time,” she smiles as she emphasizes the last two words.

After breakfast Amber and Dixie start getting ready for the day, and my sister asks what I want to do.

“Well, I need more clothes, and I really should get my stuff from mom and dad’s. I don’t want to face them, especially not after what we’ve done, but it needs to happen.”

“You’re not going to tell them, are you?” Geo asks, alarm showing in her eyes.

“No. I don’t think I could.”

“Are you ashamed of what we’ve done?” She asks, now concerned.

“No,” I say again. “What we did, the drugs, and even the sex, felt too good, too right, to be wrong. I love you, Geo, and always have. It was never sexual till I found you at the strip club, but I don’t regret any of it.”

“You love me, John?” She asks, and I can only nod. She pulls me into a huge hug, whispering, “I love you, too.”

“Okay, you two. If you keep that up, we’ll never get out of here today.” Amber says as she enters the kitchen.

We break the hug, and all pile back into their car. Dixie is driving this time, and she turns to me, asking, “Where to?”

“My house. Might as well get this over with as quick as possible.” Geo gives directions and all too soon, we arrive. Even though I was here only a few nights before, the house has somehow changed. As if I am seeing it for the first time, it looks too white, too clean. As if the merest speck of dust should be too afraid to think of entering it. Right then, I felt like that dust.

“We’ll come with you,” Amber said, taking my hand. I only nod, and lead the way up to the door.

It is locked, but I pull out me key and walk in, three beautiful women behind me.

“John? Is that you?” I hear my mother calling from down the hall.

“Yes, mom. We just came to get my stuff.”

“We?” She asks as she enters the front room, and stops as she sees her daughter. “Oh. And, umm, who are these two?” She asks, not speaking or even looking at Geo again.

“Hello to you too, mother,” Geo says, but is ignored.

I don’t want to introduce them as strippers that I met a couple nights ago, so I think a second before answering. “This is Amber, my girlfriend, and Dixie is a friend of ours.”

“Girlfriend? Aren’t you a little young to be dating, young man?” My dad enters the room. It is apparent that I get my height from him. Sudden images of spankings as a child, and other punishments enter my head at seeing him, but I push them away.

“No, dad. I am 18 and more than capable of making my own decisions.”

“Well, I see your slut sister has had an effect on you. All your stuff is in a box in the garage. I don’t want your evil filth in our proper home.”

I am left speechless at the way he treated us, and barely yell as he walks away, “You don’t have a fucking clue about the real world, Lester!” My mom nearly faints. I have never sworn, or called my parents by their first names before. Somehow it seems oddly freeing.

My father comes storming back into the room, fist raised and connects with my jaw. I take the blow, my ears ringing, but don’t strike back. I know what to say. “Here, Lester, have my other cheek,” the scripture reference strikes him like I knew it would, and he backs away from me in horror at his own violence.

We start loading my few meager belongings into the car, and Amber pulls me aside.

“Did you mean what you said about me being your girlfriend?”

I am not sure how she feels about it. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know what else to say, and it just seemed right.”

“I’ll be honest,” she tells me, her blue eyes willing me to believe, “At first I didn’t like it. I have had many boyfriends, but they all had a problem with what I do. Oh, they claim they don’t at first, but they show their jealousy soon enough.” She paused searching my eyes for something. “After the way you dealt with your dad… Well, I am willing to give you a chance.” She silenced anything I might have said with a kiss.

I couldn’t believe it. I had a girlfriend, maybe not my first ever, but definitely the hottest.

“Hey, if you two are done over there, we can go.” My sister yelled from the car.

“Don’t tell the others, yet.” Amber whispered, then ran for the car.

I get in the back seat with Amber, and she grabs my hand, squeezing it tight.

The next stop is to buy some new clothes, despite my protests that I didn’t have enough money for them yet.

“Relax, will ya?” Geo said with exasperation. “You have a girlfriend now, you need to look the part!” She winks at me, and at first I am confused. I hadn’t told her, so how did she know. Then I remember my comment to our parents, and realize she is teasing me.

Nothing much happened while shopping, except a small incident where Both Amber and Geo tried to enter the changing room with me, and had to be ushered out of the store.

We unloaded everything from the car when we got home, and I jumped in the shower to wash away my sweat. The curtain flew back as I was washing my face to the sound of giggling. I couldn’t tell who it was because of the soap in my ears, but didn’t care a moment later when I felt a hand on my cock. The curtain closed a moment later, and I quickly rinsed off my face and head. I was greeted by the wonderful sight of Amber, naked, blue eyes looking into mine, and a smile painted across her beautiful face.

“Well, hello,” I say, smiling back.

“We work together, tonight, so I thought I would join you. Hope you don’t mind. Well, actually, I can feel that you don’t.” She said as she squeezed my hardened cock. She dropped to her knees in the tub, and kissed the head of my penis, before enveloping it in were warm wet mouth. I quickly re-aimed the nozzle, and then had to grab the walls and lock me knees. Over the last couple days I’ve had some good blowjobs, but this one far outstripped the others by far!

“I’m about to cum,” I say, trying to warn her. She immediately stopped, to my disappointment.

“Not yet, cutie.” She says, gripping the base of my cock, making sure I don’t. She stands up, and places one foot on the side of the tub, then winks and me, and beckons me to her.

Due to our height difference, I have to squat down a bit. I position my cock at her wonderful entrance, and slowly slide into heaven. Her pussy grips me, and begins to massage my penis in ways I never knew were possible. Despite the awkward position, I am soon emptying my load into her, grabbing at the walls just to stay on my feet.

Once I fully recover, I realize that she hasn’t cum yet. I look at her pussy, with my cum dripping out of it, and am loathe to taste it.

She must have known what I was thinking. “Don’t worry about it, Cutie. This one was strictly for you. If you behave tonight, you can have your chance to return the favor.”

I quickly kiss her, in thanks, but she wastes no time in getting out and dried off.

Amber, Dixie, and I arrive to the club about 15 minutes early, and Ron greets me at the door, telling me I have some paperwork to fill out, before he shows me the ropes. I am worried about what he refers to as “the ropes,” but I put on a big smile, and follow him into an office.

“So, are you going to tell me how you got that massive bruise on your jaw?” I am asked as soon as we step into the office. Until this point I had completely forgotten about the punch my dad gave me, with everything that happened with Amber.

“A small altercation. Easily resolved.” I say, simply.

“You’re not the type to start fights, are you? Because if you are, you can walk out that door right now. I need someone to stop them, not look for them.” Ron says. I am still not certain how to deal with this bigger man, after he caught me with his girlfriend last night, but he seems to be acting decent enough.

I didn’t start it, and I tried to avoid it. In the end, I stopped it.” Entirely true, even if all the facts weren’t there.

He grunted, then handed me a stack of forms to fill out, and began telling me the rules. They were pretty simple. No screwing the girls on the property, but what happens off property was my business. If I see a fight break out, stop it by the least amount of force necessary to get the job done. No drinking while working, and the girl’s safety comes first.

I quickly sign the agreements, including one about no photography, then get handed a shirt, and told to change. I put on the shirt, with the clubs logo, and notice that it fits tight to my arms and chest. It makes me look buffer than I am, but I don’t complain.

The night starts out pretty smooth, and I sit back watching the customer’s but also enjoying the dancers. Dixie waved me over to the bar, and asked, “Everything okay, between you and him? Did he say anything?” I shook my head no, and she sighed in relief.

“What did you tell him?” I asked.

“Only that I must have been drugged too, because I don’t know how we ended up like that. I didn’t want to lie to him, but I didn’t want him fighting you either.”

“I’m sorry you had to do that, but thank you… For everything last night,” I say with a wink.

Dixie actually blushes, before replying. “He wants me to move out. He think that your sister and Amber are a bad influence on me.”

“Do you want to?” I don’t want her to, and not only because of the sex. She seems like a sweet enough girl, if I didn’t just get a girlfriend today, I might consider her. Well, if not for her boyfriend, that is.

“No. I’m not going to. He can say what he wants, but he doesn’t own me.”

I smile, and am pleased by her return smile, when I notice Ron watching us. “I’d better get back to work,” I state before taking my position by the door.

Amber gets up to dance, and I am once again mesmerized by the way she moves. Her piercing flash in the multicolored lights as she swivels and moves her body to the fast paced music. Once again, I start to get hard, just watching this beauty.

“Let me see you finger yourself, slut!” Someone yells from the crowd, and I feel my anger rise. No one talks about Amber that way! I scan the customers, looking, and find him just as he yells, “Come on, Lemme see that loose fuckhole of yours!” I look up to see if Ron is going to take care of this customer, and he is just looking at me, waiting to see what I do. I look to Amber, and she just keeps smiling, as she dances, ignoring the vulgar customer.

I replay the rules in my head, and realize that there isn’t much I can do, besides talk to the customer. He hasn’t technically broken any rules… Yet.

I walk up, and whisper to the man, “Sir, you may enjoy the show, but your words are offending some of our other customers. Please be polite to the ladies, or I will have to ask you to leave.”

“Ladies? What ladies? The man demands. “All I see are a bunch of sluts. Tell me, how much is it to fuck that one up there? The redhead with all the slutty piercings?”

I am keeping my anger in check, but just barely. “I’ll tell you what, sir. Come with me, and we can discuss it. We can’t talk about such things here on the property.”

He quickly jumps up, and follows me outside. “Good, now that we are no longer in there, let me tell you that you are no longer welcome here, and don’t ever come back.” I leave him sputtering on the curb as i walk back in. I inform the bouncer at the door that that man isn’t welcome anymore, and he just smiles and nods.

“Ron wants to see you in his office,” Dixie tells me as I get back to the main lobby.

Wondering what rule I broke, I head up the stair to Ron’s office. He bids me to enter as I knock on the door. “Please, have a seat,” he says in a calm tone. “We are just waiting on one more.” Shortly after, the man I had just escorted out steps into the office. “John, I would like you to meet Mr. Cavettelli. Mr. Cavettelli is the owner of this fine establishment.”

I immediately turn beet red. I had just kicked the owner out of his own club. So much for my job!

“Sir,” Ron said, “Will you please tell us what happened?”

“I was being vulgar and rude, and this young man with the massive bruise on his face came and convinced me to step outside. He did it in an artful, if deceitful way, but he got the job accomplished with minimal disruption.” Mr. Cavettelli said.

“Well, John. Do you have anything to add?” I just shook my head, not understanding what was going on. “You passed a test tonight, John. I had to be sure you could be trusted, and after the way Amber talked about you last night, I knew she was the one to test you with. Congratulations. You get to keep your job.”

After shaking both Ron’s and Mr. Cavettelli’s hands, I left the office in a daze. No wonder no one was willing to help me. They all knew who the man was!

Still in a daze, I took up my position at the door to this lobby, only to be told Amber wanted to see me. She was in the dressing room, and one of the perks of being a bouncer was being allowed into that room.

As soon as I stepped in Amber flung her arms around me, and planted a massive kiss on my lips. As soon as I could breathe again, I asked what that was for.

“You didn’t get jealous, and you handled yourself like a gentleman.”

“I guess that makes us official, then?” I ask.

“Yes, but let me tell the other girls tonight. A private session was requested for me, so I have to go, but we will talk more later!” Her eyes sparkle as she gives me another quick peck, then left the changing room. Remembering my private dance with her, I wanted to go and stop her, but after the way she just acted I realized the mistake that would be. Besides, in the end she would be going home with me.

Around 2 in the morning the club closed down, and the strippers gave each bouncer a portion of their tips. Seeing what the girls had pulled in, and how meager my portion was, I still walked away with a couple hundred.

Ron followed us home, which I didn’t like, but couldn’t really stop him, considering Dixie was his girlfriend. As we pulled up, Amber told me to go ahead, she had something in the trunk she needed to get. The lights were off as I opened the door, and I figured my sister must be asleep.

I flipped on the lights, and Geo popped out from the hallway screaming “Surprise!” The yell was repeated behind me from Dixie and Amber.

“What is this?” I ask, confused.

“You made it through the night, silly!” Geo says, walking up to me and kissing me on the cheek.

I try to protest that it really wasn’t that hard, but the girls aren’t having any of it. Amber brings a cake up from the car, while Dixie mixed drinks. Ron stated that he refused to have any drinks made my Geo, and I agreed, much to her discomfiture.

The liquor poured freely, and even the weed came out, and soon we were all loosened up. I was sitting on the couch with Amber, Dixie and Ron sat on another couch, and Geo was sitting in a lovesack, eyeing Amber and me.

“Let’s play truth or dare!” Geo suddenly yells, and I groan. I don’t know where this is going, but I am also curious. “I’ll go first. Truth”

Before any of us can think of anything, Ron asks, “Did you really fuck your own brother?”

Geo looks at me for a second, before replying, “Yes. And given the chance, I will again.”

“That’s sick and perverted, but whatever. It’s your life.” He thought for a moment, then said “Dare.”

Dixie piped up, “Do a strip dance for us!” This was the last thing I wanted to see, so I just looked away as the music started. When it finally finished, I looked back, and noticed something I almost laughed about. Despite Ron’s muscled bulk, his penis was rather small compared to mine. No wonder Dixie was so tight.

Dixie then said, “Dare.”

“Suck Ron’s cock, since he is already naked” Amber said beside me, then turned to me, smiling and grabbing my crotch, she began to rub.

Without hesitation, Dixie dropped onto her knees, and began giving a very noisy blowjob to Ron. By the look on his face, he was in heaven.

Amber’s hand was now inside my zipper, and playing with my cock through my underwear. I had my arm around her, and began playing with her right breast through her shirt.

“Ok, that’s enough,” Dixie said, and I again had to hide a smile at Ron’s frustration. “What do you want to do, Amber?”

“Truth,” she said, to my disappointment.

“What is really going on with you and my brother?” Geo asked.

I was glad that she was asked that question, as Amber had been the one to want to tell them. “He is my boyfriend,” She said, matter-of-factly. Then turned and kissed me deep and hard, our tongues mingling for a couple minutes before returning to reality. “Your turn, Geo.” I said.

“Dare,” she said, looking me in the eyes, her green eyes fierce.

“Give your brother a lapdance,” Amber said, to my surprise. Geo hopped up, and put on some slow music.

“Are you sure,” I whispered to Amber?

“Relax, the jealousy thing goes both ways.” She winked, then got out of the way as Geo walked in a sultry manner up to me.

I could see that she wasn’t wearing a bra, and her nipples were already hard through her blue summer dress. Her eyes remained locked on mine, as her hips swayed, and her body undulated. She pulled first one strap, then the other off her shoulder, then slipped her arms out, all the while keeping the top of the dress in place. Still keeping her eyes locked on mine, she sat in my lap, and pulled my face towards her covered breasts. I would have to say that of all the women, I like Geo’s breasts the most. I like Ambers piercings and think she is the most beautiful, and Dixie’s pussy.

Geo rubs her breasts in my face for a second, and I quickly catch her dress in my teeth. When she pulls away, her dress is pulled down a bit, revealing he c-cup tits. “Naughty boy!” She chides, not angrily, and gets up from my lap. She pulls the dress the rest of the way off, and now she is only wearing a red thong. Our eye contact is only broken when she kicks the dress at Amber. Geo sits back in my lap, and guides my hands to her back. Her hips start to gyrate, grinding her thinly covered pussy against my crotch. She leans forward, putting her breasts in my face, but just out of reach, teasing me. I can feel her hot breath on my ear, and she asks, “Do you love her?”

It takes me a second to realize what she is asking. I whisper back the simple truth. “I love you. You are my sister, and I will always love you.”

This must have been the right response, as I soon found her left nipple in my mouth, and she began to convulse on top of me in an orgasm. The music ended about the same time her orgasm did, and she just collapsed on the left side of me. Amber came back and sat on my right.

“I don’t care if you are brother and sister,” Ron spoke up, and I saw that he had Dixie’s shirt off, and his hand between her legs. “That was HOT!”

“Thank you,” Geo said, still slightly flushed from her orgasm. “What do you want, Amber?”

“What do I want?” Amber asked, a wicked gleam in her blue eyes. “After watching you two, I want this cock in my mouth!” Before I could say or do anything, Amber pulled down my waistband freeing my cock.

“Damn! That thing is huge!” I heard Ron say, and this time I did smile.

Amber bent over and took me in her mouth, repeating her performance and skill from the bathroom, earlier. I watched as Dixie started to give Ron another blowjob, until Geo put her tits back in my face. I started sucking on her right breast, and placed my hand on her panty covered pussy. Moving the fabric aside, I pressed my fingers against her clit, and started rubbing back and forth. I felt a hand join mine, as Amber began to finger Geo while I rubbed.

I felt Amber’s mouth leave my cock, but soon felt her positioning herself in my lap. She began to suck on Geo’s other breast, as she positioned me, then slowly wrapped me in her nether folds, with a slow deep moan.

“Oh, fuck that feels good,” Geo started to moan. “Yes, rub that pussy, suck those tits! Oh, I am so close!” Both Amber’s and my hands were soaked as Geo came for us. She flopped back on the couch, with a dreamy smile of her face, as Amber continued to ride me.

The sound of Dixie moaning reached us, and I looked to see that she was on all fours, Ron plowing in behind her.

I realized that Dixie still had her top on, and pulled it off, revealing her a-cup pierced breasts. I immediately latched onto her left nipple ring, and tugged with my teeth, as my right arm snaked around us, and I began driving in as deep as I could in this position. I switched breasts so that I could get a look at me sister, while screwing Amber, and saw that she had two fingers buried deep in her pussy, and one hand squeezing her nipples. Our eyes locked, and she mouthed the words, “I love you,” before having another orgasm. Amber began cumming at the same time, and both women sounded in concert with their moaning.

Amber rolled off me, and I figured it was time for my sister, but she waved me away, saying she needed to recover.

I saw Dixie and Ron on the floor, Dixie on top now, bent over and her ass just begging to be reamed. I don’t know if it was the alcohol or the weed that gave me the balls to do it with Ron right there, but I spit in my hand, and began to rub her brown hole, while gripping my cock with the other hand. It was still pretty slick from Amber’s cum. I positioned it at the hole, wondering if I was going to get into trouble for this, when Dixie’s hands came around and spread her butt cheeks. Taking this as an invitation, I slowly applied pressure, remembering to hold myself down as I popped in. Dixie screamed in rapture, as I slowly pushed my way into her ass.

“What the–” I heard Ron say from under her, but was quickly silenced by a kiss from Dixie.

I could feel movement between the thin membrane separating me and Rom from touching, and tried not to think of that, as I continued to sink further into Dixie’s petite ass. Finally I was sheathed fully into her, and began to pull out. I started a slow rhythm, in opposition to the fast pace Ron was setting.

Amber’s left hand reached around, grabbing my ass, and began to move me herself, picking up my pace. She was screaming and grunting incomprehensibly, riding both of us, like I had never seen her before. Dixie came, and kept going, came again, and still didn’t stop. Not until Ron came in her, triggering a third orgasm, did she finally begin to slow down, but by then I was really close, and came far into her bowels.

We all got cleaned up, and I could hear Ron and Dixie fighting in the background. Apparently he didn’t approve, and wanted her out immediately. When he stormed out alone, we had her answer.

Amber and Geo talked with one another, and before I knew it I had two girlfriends, only to end up with three the next day, when Dixie informed us she was officially broken up with Ron.

I still work at the strip club as a bouncer, Ron doesn’t talk to me much, but I am fine with that. I Keep my jealousy in check, by remembering that whatever happens, these three beautiful women always come home to me.

A few months later, I found out that Amber had quit taking her birth control, when we started being official, and is now a month along. Dixie told me she still doesn’t want kids, and we talked it over with Geo, and decided best not to tempt fate with her. We didn’t need to punish a kid with deformities if it could be avoided. 7 1/2 months later Amber gave birth to our daughter. We all still live together, all four of us raising our daughter. I haven’t heard from my parents in all this time, and I am fine with that.

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I truly hope you enjoyed this as much as I enjoyed writing this fiction.

We catch up to John and his lovely women a few months down the road…
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“We have a problem,” Amber told me as she walked into my bedroom. Looking up from my laptop, I had to smile. Even at seven months pregnant, the woman was beautiful; her long red hair framing her small face, her pale skin glowing with the radiance that only pregnant women seem to possess, and her blue eyes always twinkling with some sort of mischief.

“What is that?” I ask. I can tell from her look that she isn’t angry with me, something I try to avoid at all costs, since our one and only fight. I have heard that redheads are feisty, and I can attest to the truth of that, but somehow pregnancy has mellowed Amber out. Something my friends tell me is extremely unusual.

“We need a bigger place,” she tells me, walking over and sitting on the side of my bed. “This place is big, but when the baby arrives, what then? I know she will sleep with me or you for awhile, but after that, she’ll need her own room.” Since I was dating all three women that lived here, we each had our own room. We had agreed on that arrangement early on to avoid jealousy issues. Whenever I was home, whichever women were also here had my full attention, dividing myself as fully as possible, except on Mondays. That was my day to relax, and to myself, if I so chose. Today was Friday.

“We talked about this. We can’t afford it. Not with you not working for now. Even my raise to head bouncer doesn’t make up for that. As soon as you are up to working again, then maybe.”

A large smile split her petite face, and I suddenly grew worried. She had a plan, and from experience, my life was safer going with whatever plans put that look on her face.

“I found a place. It is big enough to grow into, and the rent is actually lower than this place. It is even closer to work!” I could see that she was excited, but I always have to play the devil’s advocate.

“With a steal that great, it is either run down, or already taken. Have you called on it?”

“Of course, Cutie,” I love that after all these months, she still calls me that, “The owner says there are all new appliances, new carpet, and it is in a more upscale part of town. All we have to do is come up with first month’s rent, and it is ours!”

“Well, I guess it can’t hurt to look,” I said, giving Amber a wink. I barely had time to move my laptop out of the way, before she was in my arms kissing me. For a woman six months along, she was still pretty spry. Her kisses became more passionate the longer they continued, and it didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out what she wanted. Amber was always horny, but ever since I got her pregnant, she has been even more so.

Amber’s hands began to pull at my shirt, and I broke the kiss long enough to pull it off over my head. She then began to work at my pants, soon having them down to my ankles, then off. Kissing down my chest, the petite redhead then started to kiss around my groin, my balls, and even the base of my cock, but refused to do more, tortuously teasing me. Moaning, I let her know that she was winning. She was punishing me for debating with her, instead of just simply agreeing.

I placed my hands on the back of her head, not guiding, just running my fingers through her shiny tresses. This seemed to please her enough, and she slowly, ever so slowly, started licking up the underside of my penis. My low moan, turned to a groan as I felt her soft lips reach my head, and continuing her languid pace, took my head in her mouth. I felt her tongue poke at the hole at the tip, before swirling around the sensitive rim. Without warning, she dropped her head, taking my full eight inches down her throat at once. My groan deepened as the pleasure she was giving me multiplied. I couldn’t help myself, and began to gently move my hips, leisurely fucking her mouth. Muffled sounds of pleasure came from around my penis, letting me know she was enjoying this too.

After a couple minutes, Amber released my manhood, and stood to remove her pants. I tried to lift her shirt, but she stopped me. “No,” she said, “You know how I feel about–” I silenced her with a kiss, feeling her melt within my arms. She was self conscious about her belly, but I didn’t give a damn. I thought it looked sexy on her, and her growing boobs were a pleasure to play with. It didn’t take me long to have her top off, before we were lying in the bed together.

I pulled her face to mine again, and gently we kissed, as my hands roamed her back, and hers slid up and down my torso. I dug into my nightstand, and pulled out a small bottle of lube. Amber saw it and smiled. We were both too worried about my length and the baby, so anal was the only way for us.

Amber rolled onto her side, facing away, and I quickly lubed up my cock. Placing the head against her tight anus, I applied a little pressure, and popped past her squeezing sphincter. “Ooh,” Amber moaned, and slid her rear back, taking more of me into her colon. I couldn’t hold back my own moan, as I felt the tight ring of her asshole slide down my erection. I leaned forward, and gently kissed the back of her neck, and began to move my hips. I brought my hand around, and tugged gently on her nipple rings, smiling at the way her eyes still glazed over when I did that.

Her hand landed on my hip, & I could feel the urgency in her as she wanted me to pick up the pace. More than willing to oblige this redheaded beauty, I started to thrust my hips into her rear cavity, grunting at the effort. “Yes! That’s it. Fuck my ass, cutie. Make me cum all over your big cock. Oh, I love how you fill my ass. Fuck me, cutie, FUCK me!” With her pregnancy, Amber had started to become more vocal in bed as well.

Amber began to convulse, and that was enough for me. I started to shoot inter her ass, convulsing myself, and lengthening her own orgasm. Amber somehow turned her body to kiss me, while leaving me inside her. Even six months along, she was still pretty agile.

“Mmm, I love how easily you can make me cum,” she says with a smile, then separates from me.

We both get up, and head to the shower. I tenderly wash her, gently kissing her swollen belly; kissing our little child. When I had first found out that Amber had quit taking her birth control, and was pregnant, I was furious that she would do it without consulting me first. That was our first and only fight. It had ended with me somehow apologizing, with a swollen lip from not ducking swiftly enough. I have since come to regard the new child as someone to look forward to, and cherish.

We drove to see the new house, and I was surprised to see how nice it was: two and a half stories, six bedrooms, three baths, with a pool and hot tub in back. The street was obviously well taken care of, all of the lawns meticulously cut, and all of the bushes and trees trimmed.

“Are you sure this is less than our current rent?” I whispered to Amber as we followed the agent around the house.

The agent must have heard us, an attractive black woman named Betty. Her black hair was curly, and tied back, and she wore one of those business suits with the knee length skirt; everything about her screamed business. I was surprised to see her wearing such light clothes in winter, however. “There are no hidden costs. Utilities, cable, and internet are all part of the rent. I can show you the numbers again if you like.”

I couldn’t help but stare at her massive chest, thinking of something else I’d like her to show me. Amber elbowed me in the ribs, and I remembered that I had been asked a question. “Uh, yeah. I’d like that.”

Betty laid the papers out on the kitchen counter, and no matter how much I went over them, it still ended up cheaper living here, and that was even without the extras.

That afternoon we held a meeting, Amber, Dixie, my sister Geo, and myself, and decided to make the move. It didn’t make sense NOT to.

That night Dixie, Geo, and I worked at the strip club. Dixie had finally been promoted to dancer, and while she wasn’t the best, a spot my sister still held, with Amber gone she was a close second. As head bouncer, it was my responsibility to make sure the other bouncers stayed on task, and the girls stayed safe. Ron, the last head bouncer, and Dixie’s ex-boyfriend, had quit a few weeks ago, and moved out of town. He had never quite forgiven me for screwing Dixie, and I didn’t miss him much. Especially not since I was then promoted to his spot. I still couldn’t figure out why I had been chosen over some of the others, but I wasn’t about to complain, and took my job seriously.

Dixie took the stage, and I turned my attention to her. She was wearing her schoolgirl outfit, one of my favorites, with her brown hair pulled back into two pony tails, her shirt unbuttoned, but tied just under her black bra, and an extremely short plaid skirt that flaunted her black thong underneath. An old 80’s rock number came on, and Dixie… To say she moved would be an understatement. To be more exact, she swayed and rippled. Her hips moved in such a way that they seemed to be the driving force of every action, rippling out from there, thrusting her chest out with the music, as her eyes scanned the crowd. Her lithe legs would sweep around from time to time, as she swirled around the bar, sometimes jumping up to the top of it, and then gently gliding down with just the strength of her legs holding her on. She truly was a marvel to watch, and sometimes I caught myself so entranced by her movements, I’d forget to watch the crowd. Tonight was a relatively quiet night. We were busy, but the patrons were behaving themselves, and I could see the other bouncers were staying properly vigilant.

One of the bouncers came up to me, and told me that Larry wanted to talk with me. Larry was the owner, and I hadn’t even known he was there that night. He owned a lot of businesses, and rarely came to this one.

I knocked on the door, and was immediately admitted in.

“John, good to see you,” Larry greeted me with a firm handshake. He was an older man, grey and white peppered hair, and thick mustache. He was in his usual business suit, and jovial smile. ‘Have a seat, will you. I have some things to discuss with you.”

“Is everything alright, sir?” I asked. I wasn’t too worried about anything. I ran a tight ship here, but this was only the second time I had been called into this office. The first was when I’d been promoted to head bouncer.

“Yes, yes, be at ease,” he told me. “I am here for a couple reasons, and I need your help with both.”

“Anything,” I said with a smile, “just name it.”

“Ho, ho! Don’t be too quick to agree until you know my hand, John” Larry admonished. He grew serious then, and I wondered what he could possibly want. “As you know, I am rarely able to be here to keep a proper eye on things. That’s what I rely on your for. What you might not know is that this is the first business I owned. From here I built my empire.” I had no idea where this was going, and only nodded my head. Larry’s eyes grew shrewd for a minute as he seemed to peer deep inside me. “I can see that you truly care about your job, as well as the women here, so I have a proposal for you.” He paused for a few seconds before continuing. “I want to make you a partner in this place. What do you say?”

I sat stunned for a moment. Partner? Here? I counted the tills regularly, and knew what this place brought in. It would be a hefty raise, to say the least, and I would have more say in how things were run. Because Larry rarely ever came down here, he would be more of a silent partner.

“Earth to John, are you there?” Larry brought me back to the present.

“Yes! I– Well– Thank you!” I told him enthusiastically.

“Good, good.” the older man said, his eyes sparkling with mirth. “I hope you don’t mind, but I had my lawyers draw up the paperwork already. I had a feeling you would agree.” For the second time that day, I poured over paperwork, and couldn’t see any reason not to. I would become half owner, fifteen percent of my portion of the profits going to pay off the loan required for me to buy into this place, until it was paid in full. I would have full management rights, and as I had thought, Larry would become a silent partner, so long as this place continued to make a profit. I happily signed the documents.

“Now to the second item of business and your first action as part owner.” Larry seemed to grow nervous for second, and then waved to the corner. I was startled to see a young Asian girl step forward. Somehow I had missed her being here the whole time. “This is my niece, Suzy. She wants to work here. I don’t feel I can be a proper judge for her skills, her being family and all.

I stood up, and walked over to Suzy. She stood still while I walked around her, examining her. Her hair was dark brown, darker than Dixie’s and about shoulder length. She was short, maybe just less than five feet. Her face was round and slightly cherubic, and her almond shaped eyes watched me nervously. She wore slimming dress, and I could tell that she had curves, more than angles, but that was alright, as some of our customers preferred a little meat on their women. That isn’t to say she was fat, she just wasn’t a beanpole either. I didn’t know any of Larry’s family, so I didn’t know where the Asian genes came in, but guessed that Suzy couldn’t be full blooded oriental.

I returned to me seat, and looked her in the eyes. “Let’s see what you’ve got.” I told her, and had to stop her as she started unzipping the side of her dress. “I want to see you dance. That can come as you move. I need to know you can at least dance, before I let you on the floor out there.

Suzy nodded without saying a word, and began to move to the music that was being piped in from the main floor. Her movements were jerky, and I could easily tell she was nervous. Whether from her uncle watching or me I wasn’t sure. She stepped out of her dress, swaying her hips to let it fall to the floor, and I got a good look at her body. She had approximately C-cup breasts, being held up by a strapless bra, and she was wearing those butt hugger lacy panties that some women liked. As I had guessed, she wasn’t too skinny, having soft curves here and there that looked really good on her. She moved her hands to the back of her bra, and hesitated. She looked at her uncle behind her, and he nodded. She undid the strap, and swayed her hips as she held it in front for a moment. She finally let it drop, and I had to stare in amazement.

She easily had the longest nipples I had ever seen. How her bra had hidden them, I couldn’t understand. They had to stand out from her areolas at least an inch, if not more. Seeing women stripping on a regular basis had made me immune to getting aroused by it, but seeing the nipples on Suzy had me getting hard in seconds. She then turned around, and bending over, dropped her panties. I could easily see her inner lips protruding from her pussy, and even make out her clit. She was obviously turned on by her performance, and looking to Larry, I could see she wasn’t the only one. The older man was slowly rubbing his crotch as he watched his niece.

The music ended, and Suzy stood back upright, turning to face me. I had to work moisture back into my mouth before I could speak. It wasn’t that she was that phenomenal of a dancer, or even had the greatest body, but her nipples, sticking out from her dark smooth breasts had an effect on me. “I want you to–” I began before Larry cut me off.

“She’s not done, yet, John.”

Confused, I looked back to Suzy and watched as her hands began to roam over her body. She began to tug at her elongated nipples, pulling them up and down, making her tits shake. I sat captivated by them. Then her right hand dipped down to her shaved pussy, and spread her thick lips. She brought her left hand to her mouth, and sucked on two fingers, moving them in and out as though they were some form of phallus. Then she trailed them down her chest and stomach, leaving a trail of saliva, till she reached her spread pussy, and began to rub her clit.

Surprised by the turn of this interview, I looked to Larry, and saw that he had his slacks around his ankles, and his cock in hand, lightly stroking it. Feeling a little uncomfortable, I returned my eyes back to the woman in front of me.

Suzy now had two fingers buried in her cunt and her other hand was vigorously rubbing her clit. I looked up to her face, and saw that her eyes were closed, and her mouth open in a silent moan.

My cock was pressing uncomfortably against the front of my jeans, and I figured if the boss could do it, then so could I. At the sound of me unzipping my pants, Suzy’s eyes flew open and the locked on my crotch. She licked her lips as I pulled my massive member out. I only had time to stroke myself a couple times, before Suzy dropped to her knees, and a low moan escaped her lips as she came on her fingers.

As she recovered, she crawled seductively over to where I sat, and replaced my hand with hers. I smiled at her encouragingly, but I doubt she saw it as her eyes were locked solely on my penis. She began to lick the underside of my erection, and I noticed for the first time that she had her tongue pierced. I sat back and enjoyed the sensation of my first blowjob with a pierced tongue.

“She’s really good at that, isn’t she” Larry said, and I opened my eyes to see him standing behind his niece.

I didn’t want to tell him I had had better, so I just nodded, and moaned to encourage her.

Suzy moaned around my cock, and I saw that Larry was rubbing himself against her pussy. It didn’t take long before he had himself hilt deep in his niece. He began to pound into her at a steady rhythm, making her moan more and more around my cock. She had a second orgasm, and I had to lift her head, afraid she was going to choke on my cock as she shivered uncontrollably.

Suzy then pulled away from her uncle, and finally looked at me. “I want that monster in me.” She said; her first words to me tonight. Her voice was soft and delicate. I just nodded and pulled her towards me. She straddled me on the chair, and I couldn’t resist taking one of her long nipples into my mouth, even though I had to bend way over to do it, with as short as she is. She pulled my head to her breast, as I sucked and nibbled on her teat. I felt her fat lips touch the head of my cock, and moaned as they started to slide down my erection. It took her a few moments, to get past the head, and I feared I might not be able to get the whole thing in this short woman. She seemed determined though, spurred on by my voracious appetite for her long nipples. I just couldn’t get enough of them. When she had me halfway in, she stopped, held her breath, and then slammed down hard. I could feel myself hit bottom, and then suddenly kept on going. She screamed, half in agony, half in rapture it seemed, and held still, except for her body shaking in my arms.

I continued to nibble her tits, and I felt her fingers digging into my scalp, trying to pull me in tighter to her. After a few moments, Suzy began to rock her hips, moaning in delight at the fullness she felt. For me, I didn’t know what to think. I was in her as deep as I could go, and then some. There seemed to be an extreme tightness inside her pussy that I couldn’t compare to any other sexual experience I’d ever had.

“That’s right, Suzy, suck my cock. Taste your own juices, and take my cum.” I guessed Suzy was blowing her uncle by his words, and a few seconds later he came in her mouth by the sounds of his grunting. I didn’t want to think how close he was to me right then, so I concentrated on the feeling of Suzy’s pussy undulating on me, and the feel of her wonderful nipples against my tongue. She really must have enjoyed this, as I felt her pussy get much wetter, and she began to moan in my ear.

“I’m going to cum,” I warned her. Suzy jumped off my lap, and began to suck on my cock furiously. It only took a couple seconds before I was blasting down the back of her throat. Suzy kept sucking till I had gone completely limp, fully cleaning my member.

“You’ve got the job,” I told her, feeling completely drained. She jumped up and down clapping her hands, and doing wonderful things for her body, in excitement at my news. We all got quickly dressed, and I told her the rules, and that she would start tomorrow, as a bartender. She would practice dancing with the other girls before we opened, and when she was good enough, I would let her take the stage.

Geo spied me coming out of the owner’s office, and I couldn’t help but pat the new key that resided in my pocket. My own key to that office.

“What did he want?” Geo asked. She must have been coming from a private session, as she had a robe draped around her body.

“Tell everyone that there will be a meeting after work tonight. And no one is to disturb Larry tonight either.” The older man wanted some more time alone with his niece. I could tell that Geo was hurt that I wouldn’t come right out and tell her the news, but I wanted to save it till everyone was together, so I didn’t have to say it a hundred times.

The rest of the night went pretty smoothly; Larry and Suzy leaving around midnight, and no one getting rowdy. All-in-all, a pleasant Friday night. The only problem I saw was that all the employees seemed to be on edge. At one point, the DJ even played the wrong song, and Geo snapped at him as I hadn’t seen her ever do.

I locked the doors, and walked into the dressing room. All eyes turned towards me, and for a second I froze, forgetting why I had called this meeting.

“Larry is selling this place, isn’t he?” Geo asked, and suddenly everyone’s nerves made sense. They all thought they were going to lose their job. I wished I had foreseen this, but as they say, hindsight is 20/20.

“Yes, and no,” I told her, and hurriedly continued to forestall any second guessing. “I am the new part owner.”

There was dead silence in the room for a moment, and I wondered if they were mad, happy, or just what was going through everybody’s minds.

It was Dixie that finally broke the silence. “Let me get this straight. All night we have been on pins and needles, just so you could tell us you were part owner?”

I could only nod at the accusation I saw in her eyes. This was not how I had seen things going. Cheers maybe, and some congratulations, or at the worst, indifference. I didn’t expect hostility.

Dixie grabbed a shirt that was lying close to her, and threw it. Not at me, surprisingly, but at Geo. “You brat! You told us Larry was selling the place!”

“Wait!” Geo tried to fend off the attack. “John came out of his meeting white as a ghost, and extremely serious. What else was I gonna think?”

We all laughed as Geo and Dixie went at it for a moment, only to finally turn and congratulate me along with everyone else.

At home Amber met us at the door, and flung her arms around me, planting a big kiss, and congratulating me as well. One of the other girls must have texted the news to her. Geo poured drinks, and Amber drank simple juice as we began to celebrate our good fortune.

“So not only are we moving into a bigger place, with less rent, but our wonderful John here, has been promoted and is getting a tremendous raise?” Geo asked, her words slurred from the amount of alcohol she had imbibed. “Damn, aren’t we lucky!” She leaned over, and gave me a passionate kiss. Amber was sitting on my other side, and demanded her own kiss, from her ‘cutie’ as soon as Geo had released me.

I happily obliged, enjoying the feeling of our tongues wrestling with one another, and felt hands at my belt. I opened my eyes without breaking the kiss to see Dixie trying to get my pants off. I lifted my hips, and broke the kiss long enough for Geo to get my shirt off.

Dixie immediately went down on me, sucking in my swollen head, and Geo dropped down to join her, licking my balls. I moaned into Amber’s mouth, placing both my hands on her cheeks, as our kissing became more passionate.

I started to undo the buttons on Amber’s shirt, but she stopped me, pulling away from our kiss. “No. You know how I feel about my body right now,” she told me.

“And you know how *I* feel about your body,” I retorted, going back to her buttons.

“You’re crazy,” she told me, but didn’t stop me this time, even though she did blush deeply as I revealed her torso.

I had to smile as I gazed upon my pregnant girlfriend. “I like you that shade of red,” I told her, referring to her blushing, and then immediately kissed her to forestall anything she might say.

Dixie moaned around my dick, and I looked down to see that both she and Geo had gotten naked, and Dixie was sitting on Geo’s talented mouth. Dixie had one hand in Geo’s strawberry blonde hair, and her other one cupping my sack.

I turned back to Amber, and decided her bra had to go. Luckily it was one of the front clasping kinds, and I soon had her pierced breasts revealed. I bent and took one in my lips, tugging on her rings gently with my teeth. I used my hands to pull down her maternity pants, and gain access to her crotch. Amber moaned loudly as my fingers found her clit, and began to rub.

“Geo, you are good at that, but I need some cock in me now!” I heard Dixie say, as her lips left my swollen member. Moments later I felt her climb on top of me and a hand take hold of my penis, aiming it for her honey pot. Even after all these months, Dixie felt exceptionally tight, and it took her a few moments to work the head past her lips.

I placed my hands on Amber’s hips, and gently guided her higher up on the couch, kissing her belly, and then down to her crotch as she moved. I laid flat on the couch, feeling every centimeter of Dixie swallowing me inter her body, and Amber repositioned to sit on my face.

I used my tongue to gently lick Amber’s swollen lips, sucking her into my mouth from time to time, listening to her moans. By the time I finally reached her clit, I was fully buried into Dixie’s slick slit. Dixie began to rock her hips atop me, and I felt someone grab my hand, and knew that Geo wanted some of my attention. She started to suck on my fingers, swirling her tongue around them, and then guided my hand down to her own pussy. I easily slipped two, then three fingers into my sister. By the time Amber had her first orgasm, I had four fingers in Geo, and as she began to climax, I slipped my whole fist into her.

“Oh, yes, John! I love the feeling of my brother’s whole fist in my cunt. Gawd, keep opening and closing your hand like that! Yes, yes, YES!” I loved the way Geo talked when she got off.

Dixie came soon after, and I had to fight to hold my own back, as her vaginal muscles began to milk my erection, demanding my cum.

Dixie climbed off me, and Geo removed my hand from within her, but kept hold of it, pulling me out from under Amber. “I want to feel my brother do me from behind with his massive cock,” she told me, and smiled as she dropped onto all fours. I obligingly knelt behind her, and slid all the way in with one push. Geo grunted as I hit bottom, and then pushed back harder, trying to get as much of me in her as possible. I knew how she liked it, and started to pound into my older sister as hard and fast as I could.

I looked back to the couch to see both Amber and Dixie, their legs spread, and a hand on the other’s crotch, their eyes slightly glazed as they watched the incest before them.

“Fuck me brother. Fuck me hard! Oh, how I love how deep you go! Oh, gawd, you’re gonna make me cum again! Yes, I can feel it! Ahhhhhh!”

I could feel Geo’s juices soaking out around my penis, and knew that I was going to cum soon after. “Ah, Geo, I’m gonna cum too!” I told her.

“Yes,” She screamed as she turned and looked at me, a fiery lust burning deep in her emerald eyes. “Cum in your big sister. Cum in me brother! I want to feel it shooting deep inside me!” Her hand reached around, grabbing my hip, trying to make me go faster.

Despite her demands, I pulled out of her, and sprayed it along her back as she whimpered in disappointment. I collapsed back, and smiled in amazement as I saw Dixie get up, and start to lick Geo’s back clean.

“Why won’t you cum in me, John?” Geo demanded as soon as Dixie was done. This was an old argument, and I just looked at her, not answering. “I know! You don’t want to get me pregnant,” her tone had turned sarcastic, then to seriousness. “I have been doing some research, and the chance of us having a baby with genetic problems is very slim. We don’t even have any of that stuff that runs in our family!”

I got up, and walked over to my older sister, then bent down, and cupped her chin in my palm. Looking deep into her eyes, I pulled her face up to mine, and kissed her. At first her lips remained still, refusing to kiss me back, but as I kept going, I felt her slowly begin to return it as I knew she would. I pulled away, and looked into her eyes. “I love you. I will always love you. Please let that be enough.” She nodded, but I knew this wasn’t the end of it from her.

That night as I lay trying to get to sleep, I began to imagine the changes I would make to the club, and began planning the move to the new place.

I spent the next week moving the girls and myself to the new house during the day, and implementing some changes at the club at night. The house was even bigger than I had thought, and even after getting everything inside, the place still looked barren.

“Well, John. I truly hope you are happy here. I’d almost say this place was built just for you.” Betty says as she walks through the place. The way she says it seems a little odd to me, but I soon forget as I watch her ass move in her business skirt. The girls are all in school for the fall semester, and Betty wanted to come by the house to make sure everything was in order.

“It’s perfect,” I tell her, and look up in time not to be caught looking at her ass. By the way she smiles at me, I’m not sure I got away with it: half mischievous, half surprised.

“Is there anything else I can do for you?” She asks, her brown eyes sparkling.

YES! My brain yells, but my mouth forms different words. “Not unless you know a really good decorator. We have a lot more room to fill.” Was that a look of disappointment in her eyes? “We are having a housewarming party tonight, and would love for you to come. And bring anyone you’d like.” I tack on as an afterthought. If she didn’t always seem so proper, I’d try to make a move on her. Sometimes it surprises me how far I’ve come from that shy boy that found my sister stripping so many months ago.

“Oh, I’m not attached, if that is what you’re asking.” Okay, this time there is no doubt about the smile in her eyes.

I decide to take a gamble, and step a little closer to her. She is almost as tall as me with her heels on, and her dark ebony skin is smooth in the early afternoon light filtering in through the windows. “No boyfriend, then? Hmm…”

Before I know quite what is happening, Betty has me pressed back against the counter, her large lips mashed to mine. This was NOT the prim and proper woman I had been dealing with for the last week, but I wasn’t about to complain. My arms wound around her frame, and pulled her tighter into me. Our kiss deepened as our bodies pressed hard against each other.

Betty took an unexpected step back, and placed her hand over her not inconsiderable chest. I was left flailing for balance. What happened? Did my breath stink? Did I make some false move?

“I’m sorry John. I’m not usually like this. I don’t just…” she looked up at me, and I saw her eyes dart to the undeniable bulge in my pants, before forcefully being taken back up to my face. “Just… I don’t… Awe, fuck it!” She said in a rush, and threw herself at me, kissing me like a woman starved.

Her attitude had me hornier than I had been in quite some time, as I broke off the kiss to start kissing down her dark neck. She moaned as my lips brushed down her sensitive neck, and one of her hands gripped the hair at the back of my neck. I felt her other hand drop and begin to squeeze my ass. I let my own hands drop to her skirt covered hind end, and gave a squeeze of my own. Her ass filled both my hands and then some and I loved the way it felt as I rubbed and groped.

“That’s it, baby. Grab my ass. I really shouldn’t be doing this. Oh, I like that! Oh yeah, nibble on my neck! Oh baby, you are gonna have me creaming before I get this skirt off me.” I found the zipper to her skirt, and moments later it was on the floor, soon followed by my own pants. I stepped back as Betty started to undo the buttons on her blouse, admiring how her white garter belt and panties contrasted with her dark chocolate skin. She shrugged her top off, and I stood there admiring her massive tits being held in by thin white lacy fabric that simply didn’t seem up to the task. It, too, soon joined the rest of the clothing on the floor.

Her tits were even bigger than I had thought. They must have been seriously compressed in her bra. I judged them to easily be double D’s if not triple D’s. They sagged on her chest under their immense weight, but they were still firm and round. Her nipples were a deep dark shade of brown, and poking straight out.

My body took over from my stunned mind, and I grabbed her, spinning us and pinning her to the counter. I kissed her madly as I mauled her breasts, pinching her nipples between my fingers. I had to get my lips on these monsters. Breaking the kiss, I pecked my way down her jaw line, licked along her neck, nibbled for a second on her collar bone, and finally reached the top of her firm mounds. I lifted her right nipple up to my mouth, and sucked in as much as would fit between my lips. Her moans echoed through the large kitchen.

My right hand dips down under her white frilly panties and I easily find her swollen clit. I am quite surprised at how wet she already is. Her panties are soaked, and it occurs to me that she must have been leaking from nearly the time she walked through the door.

She shoves me away, and I look up to her in disappointment. What did I do this time? I see her fighting inwardly with herself, and I wonder just what this sexy woman is thinking. Her eyes once again drop to my enraged cock, and I see all doubt fly from her mind. “Come with me,” she moans, and grabs my hand as she runs by, nearly pulling me from my feet. She leads me to my room, and sits me on my futon.

Dropping to her knees, I figure she is about to give me head, but instead she places her voluptuous breasts on both sides of my cock, and then spits on the head. She squeezes her tits around me and begins to bob her chest up and down, spitting occasionally to increase the lubrication. I can’t stop from moaning as her glorious mounds caress my dick, in a brand new sensation. I begin to move my hips, and can occasionally see my head pop out from her tight cleavage.

Betty notices this too, and drops her mouth down to suck in my head each time it pops out. This is starting to get to me. “Betty, I’m coming close…” I warn, and then feel her hand grip the base of my cock as she releases her tits. Her thumb digs into my urethra, blocking off any chance of cumming.

“Not yet, you’re not, Baby. I’m getting this beast inside of me first!” She releases my cock, and quickly hits the levers turning my futon into a bed. I collapse backwards as it falls, and Betty climbs on top of me, still wearing her white panties. Pulling the fabric at her crotch to the side, she grabs my penis and starts to rub my head against her protruding lips. I can’t stop myself from thrusting my hips up as she does this, but each time I only manage to hit her clit, or slide back between her luscious cheeks. “I still can’t believe I’m doing this,” I think I hear her mumble, then without warning, she stops rubbing, and drops onto my lap, sinking my whole eight inches into her in one feel swoop. I groan as I feel her pussy muscles tightly around my shaft, and she screams at the feeling of being filled so fully, so suddenly.

For a couple seconds, she just sits there, not moving. I can’t stop myself from tightening my muscles down there, making my cock twitch inside her. A low moan escapes her lips each time I do, and when she finally looks down at me, I can see the animalistic hunger in her dark brown eyes. “Fuck me.” she demands, and I am all too happy to comply. I start to move my pelvis, grasping her hips while I do. I watch in amazement as she grabs first one tit, then the other, and pulls them into her own mouth, sucking her own nipples, and moaning as she rides atop my penetrating tool.

Soon her actions are frenzied, spurred on when I place my left hand at our juncture and start to press in on her clit… “Oh, baby, that feels good. I can feel you so deep. Mmm, oh, I love it. Yeah, pinch it! Pinch my clit!” She releases both of her nipples, and drops her face to mine, kissing me as I feel her pussy tighten around my cock, and her cream seeps out around it.

I decide that it is about time I finally get to have mine, and I grab her ass, and start slamming into her from underneath. I can tell this is extending her orgasm, and it only takes a couple seconds, before my own is finally upon me. I slip out of her, and keep pumping against her ass cheeks, spraying my sperm onto her rump, back, and my legs. I moan into her mouth, our tongues still entwined as I empty the last of my seed on us.

Betty lifts her head, and looks down at me, then down between us. As if realizing what she has just done, she jumps up and covers herself. Her breasts are too large to cover, however, and end up just spilling over and around her arms. “I am so sorry,” She tells me, her back turned, and shoulders humped. “I would understand if you called my agency to complain, but please don’t. I can’t afford to lose my job. I don’t know what came over me.” The rest of her words are lost, as she buries her face in her hands, and I realize she is crying.

Uncertain how we went from some great sex, to her crying, I am at a loss for words. I try to put my arms around her to comfort her, but she jerks away from me. “Don’t touch me,” she demands. “I practically raped you! I have NEVER been like that before. I just… I just…”

The rest was lost in sobs, and this time she lets me pull her into my arms. Thinking back, she had kinda of raped me, but then again; ‘You can’t rape the willing,’ so the old saying went.

“You didn’t rape me,” I tell her when her sobs lighten enough that I am sure she can hear me. “Believe me, I WANTED to do it. I don’t regret it at all!”

She finally turns to look at me, and I can see hope in her tear stained eyes. “You…” She swallows, trying to work moisture back into her mouth. “You won’t tell?”

I laughed, not in derision, but in joy. “I won’t if you won’t!” I say, giving her my best wink. Her arms flung around me, and hugged me tight, as she kept murmuring into my chest, “Thank you, thank you, thank, you.”

Betty got herself cleaned up with a little help, and soon had her clothes back in order. “Thank you for pulling out,” she says while we are at the door, and I can see that she is back in her prim and proper mode, “I’m not on any contraceptives.”

“Yeah, I don’t need to get another girl pregnant right now,” I say, thinking of Amber. I don’t regret getting one of my girlfriends pregnant, and am actually looking forward to meeting my daughter, but would rather try to plan the next one. “So… You ARE planning on coming to the housewarming party tonight, right?”

I can see her armor crack for just a moment as uncertainty creeps in. “You still want me to?” When I nod the affirmative, the uncertainty turns to relief and joy. I can’t help but smile as I watch her walk to her car. She gave a little shake of her ass as she walks, then turns and smiles as she catches me grinning.

I jump in the shower, deciding that I probably reek of sex. As soon as I get soap on my face, the water suddenly turns off. “What the…?” I say, trying to keep the suds out of my mouth. The curtain rips back, and I realize I am not alone. One of the girls must have come home early from their college courses.

I feel a hand start to play with my cock, and despite only cumming a short while ago, the expert fingers soon have me rigid, as she slides her fingers up and down my rod.

“Guess who I am without looking, and you will get a special treat,” I hear a whisper, and it is just too quiet to make out the voice.

I immediately discount Dixie, as this isn’t something she would normally do. Or is it her, and she is expecting me to discount her?

Whoever it is steps into the tub with me, and I soon feel her warm mouth kissing the head of my tool. The lips part around the tip, and with my eyes tightly closed to keep out the soap, the sensation seems to be increased. I can feel every breath, and every light touch as my cock sinks deeper into her mouth, her hand still lightly rubbing up and down my shaft. I moan as I feel her tongue swirl around the sensitive (And even more sensitive now!) rim of the head.

I figure it is not Amber, as she is usually wilder, and this is more teasing. Dixie and Geo are the teasers, liking to lengthen the fun.

Her free hand starts to slide up my chest, and her fingers twirl around my pecks and nipples. None of the girls have ever done this before, and I find it strangely erotic. I hear a muffled moan as my penis slides deeper into her throat. Amber likes to moan when giving me head.

I am completely confused on who it might be. She pulls back, and in that same insufferably quiet whisper asks, “Who am I?”

Thinking hard and fast, I give an answer. “Geo,” I say, hoping and praying I am right, not only for the treat, but not wanting to upset whoever it might be. I figure it has to be her, though. Dixie is too diligent in her classes to come home early, and the touches were just too soft and gentle to be Amber.

“Awe, what gave me away?” I hear the sweet sounds of my sister’s voice. The water turns back on, and I am finally able to rinse the soap from my face.

I open my eyes to see my beautiful, strawberry blonde, green eyed sister, naked in the shower with me.

“I even tried to trick you by moaning the way Amber does when she gives you head.” I can see that she is pouting a little at not winning the game, and I can only smile as I lean forward, and cupping both of her cheeks in my hands, pull her into a kiss. I gently suck her bottom lip into my mouth, and feel her melt as my tongue flicks her upper lips.

I pull away, smiling as I see her discomfort at the kiss ending abruptly. “There is no mistaking my sexy sister,” I lie, and brace myself against the back of the shower as she mauls me, kissing me passionately.

Our tongues wrap around each others as Geo presses her delightful body against mine. Bracing my feet, I place one hand on the back of her head, fingers laced in her hair, and the other slides down to her ass. I note that it is smaller than Betty’s, and can’t help but smile at the comparison. I wouldn’t trade my sister for the world.

Geo moans into our kiss, as I squeeze her rear, and my fingers play with her hair. Her hand slips between us, and she grips my cock, rubbing it as our kiss deepens. The hand on her ass slides around her hip, and towards her front. My fingers soon find her slit, and moments later start to apply pressure to her clit. “Umpf,” she grunts, breaking the kiss. She smiles at me with those dazzling green eyes of hers, and asks, “Are you ready for your treat, little brother?”

Instead of answering, I quickly slide my fingers back, and slip two into her cunny. She moans as I begin to move my fingers faster and faster. “Oh, fuck! I’m supposed to give you the treat, not… Oh, fuck, that feels good!” She says, and I know I am getting her close.

I lean in close to her ear and whisper, “Sis, everything about you is a treat for me.” Then I nibble on her earlobe, and as expected this sends her over the edge, and she come in my hand. I have to use my spare hand to hold her up as her body convulses, squeezing the two fingers still inside her.

When she finally starts to come down, she looks up at me, and I can see a familiar fire burning behind that look. “You are gonna get your treat, damnit, if I have to force your cock into my ass!”

Now this WAS a treat! She hadn’t let me back there, since the Viagra incident. And while she claimed she had enjoyed it, she also resolutely denied me access again.

Geo quickly squirted some conditioner into her hands, then reaching behind her, shoved first one, then two fingers onto her anus. I marveled at the show I was getting. A real treat indeed! Geo used her other hand, and started rubbing her clit while she slipped a third finger into her rear.

“Oh, damn, that feels good. Having my brother watch me, while I play with both my holes. Oh, this is turning me on more than I realized. I think I am gonna make myself cum!” My sister’s words send me over the edge of reason, and like a wild animal, I step up to her, and shove my cock as far into her pussy as it would go. She clamps down on me, and I could still see her three fingers frigging her asshole, and could tell that she was still rubbing her clit while I fucked into her from behind, hard and fast. If it hadn’t been for the sex with Betty earlier, I know I would have cum already, so lost in lust was I.

Geo’s pussy relaxed and she pulled forward off of me. “Now, little brother, that wasn’t the hole I had in mind.” She admonished.

With my mind still in its lust filled haze, I only nodded, and stepped forward again, this time aiming for the proffered hole. Geo spread her cheeks for me as I gripped the base of my penis. Between the conditioner she had used, and her own cum on my cock, my head slid right in. Her hands immediately stopped me from going any further though, and I heard a whimper of disappointment that I realized came from me. The haze lifted enough for me to realize that my sister was offering me something special, and that I shouldn’t mistreat it this time.

“Okay,” she told me, after an interminable amount of time had passed, “Just go slow. You’re bigger than I remember back there.”

I grabbed the conditioner bottle, and applied some as I slowly pressed into her. I took my time, though it took almost all of my willpower to do so. The feeling of her sphincter, tightly wound around my prick, and the fact that my sister was willingly giving this to me, was nearly overwhelming.

“I love you, Geo,” I said, unable to hold back the emotion.

“I love you too, John. Now are you going to fuck me with that prick, or stand there all day?”

I looked down to see that I had slid fully into her colon. Smiling, I slowly slid out, till only my head remained in her. Setting down the conditioner bottle, I grabbed onto her hips, and pulled her back towards me. “Mmm, fuck, sis. Your ass is so tight! Thank you for this treat,” I told her as I slowly pulled back out.

“Enough talk. I said fuck me!”

Not wanting to upset Geo, I did as commanded, and slammed my full length back into her. She grunted as my pelvis slapped her ass, but I didn’t let up. Pulling out, and slamming back into her again. I used my hands on her hips to facilitate the movements, slamming into her harder and harder each time. Soon her grunts turned into screams of pleasure.

“Yeah, that’s it little brother! Fuck your sister’s tight ass. Make me cum while you’re sliding that massive dick of yours in me. Oh, Gawd, that feels… Ugh… I’m gonna…” She trailed off, and I gripped her sides, making sure she stayed on her feet, and instead of sliding into her, I began to move her up and down, matching the movements with opposite gyrations of my own.

Her tight hole clamped down on me as we moved, and her upper body shook as she came. When she had recovered, Geo wiggled her ass against me, and almost seemed disappointed. “You haven’t cum yet, little bro? Hmm…” She stands up, but does so in a way that I never leave her. Her ass is pressed to me, and her back arched, as she reaches back and pulls my head to hers. Our lips meet, and I feel her tongue tracing around my lips, as she starts to gyrate her ass against me.

I release her hips, and place one hand on her breast, pinching her nipple, and the other goes to her pussy, rubbing her clit. This new position adds a whole new realm of pleasure, as I feel her colon compressing my member. I stick two fingers into her, and can feel my cock separated by a thin wall.

“Damn, John. Holy, shit that feels good. Keep that up, and you’re gonna have your big sister cumming all over you again.” Her lips press hard to mine, and she moans as our tongues intertwine. My hand is covered in her juices, and this time it is too much for me, as I empty my balls into her sexy rear.

Geo continues the kiss as she pulls away from me, and I can tell this kiss is less passionate, but more loving from its tenderness.

“Thank you John,” she murmurs, when the kiss ends.

“Thank you. I can’t imagine a better treat from my sexy sister,” I tell her sincerely.

“I think I know of a way you can repay me, if you want.” She tells me. Shit! I should have known there was a reason she’d let me in her back door again.

I’m still pretty happy though, and so ask what it might be. Right now, I’m pretty much willing to do whatever she asks.

“Next time cum in my pussy.” The way she says it, she seems so innocent. I know better.

“You know I won’t do that, Geo. Not anymore. I don’t want to get you pregnant.”

“But if you do, then I’ll let you have my ass anytime you want. Just like you do with Amber.” She is pleading now, and I feel horrible for taking her treat, and being unable to return this favor, but the idea of having some deformed children with my sister is more than I care to think about, and tell her so.

“I already told you, the chances are extremely small that it would happen. If it were the third or fourth generation of incest, then maybe, but not with us!” She is truly begging now.

I hold my ground, until Geo finally leaves me in the shower alone. I wash myself again, before stepping out and drying off.

Amber is waiting in my room when I walk in, and I groan. After my fight with Geo, I don’t want to see any of my girlfriends right now, especially not the pregnant one.

“You know she won’t give up on this, right?” Amber asks me as I am pulling on my boxers. I ignore her as I continue getting dressed. “I don’t suppose you’re up to screwing my brains out right now? No, I thought not.” Amber got up and crossed to the door, then stopped. “Just thought I’d let you know, I invited our neighbors over for tonight. Her name is Diane. Ran into her as I was getting home from classes. Seems like a nice lady.”

She shut the door after her, and I flopped onto my bed, and covered my eyes with my arm. What was I gonna do about Geo? I knew she wanted to get pregnant, but the same arguments went over and over in my mind. Despite what she said, I was just too worried.

Deciding that I had wallowed in enough self pity, I grabbed the keys to my car, and went to the store. I needed to buy food for tonight. I make sure I get enough for everybody coming over: my friends from school, the girls from the club (It was closed tonight for some remodeling I wanted done), our neighbor, and Betty. I purchased a little extra, just to be safe, and was thankful for the raise I had received in becoming a partner in the club when I paid for everything.

Walking outside, I was glad I lived in an area that never snowed. Even though it was fall, it should still be warm enough to BBQ outside, and even enjoy the pool.

Our guests started to arrive about five, and I was glad to see Rob (Not Ron, Dixie’s ex) my best friend from high school. I had hardly talked to him in the last few months, and it was good to catch up on old times. Our neighbor, Diane was next, and I couldn’t help but admire her body. Even for a woman in her mid-thirties, she was looking good. She had long auburn hair, and a dazzling smile. I learned that she had a son that did some computer programming, and a daughter that was over to a friend’s house, tonight. Some of the girls from the club showed up, including Suzy, who was obviously NOT wearing a bra, as her shirt had two tent poles in it. I started working on the food, and noticed that Betty hadn’t shown yet.

Rob walked up to me as I was flipping steaks. “I still can’t believe that you hooked up with Amber. She is so fucking hot! And you get to live with Dixie too. Damn, dude. If it weren’t for your sister living here, this would be a dream come true.”

I hadn’t told him I was actually screwing all three. I didn’t know how he would take it. I noticed he was drinking water. “Have a beer. Loosen up a bit, and talk to some of the girls.” I told him, trying to change the subject. “Maybe you’ll hook up too!” I laugh. All through high school, Rob had gotten all the girls, and I had gotten all the grades.

“You really do own part of that club now, don’t you? Geez, what would it be like to be surrounded by strippers all the time?” Rob’s eyes roamed the party. “What about her? The Asian chick. She looks like fun.” I turn to see who he is pointing out. At first I can’t see her face, but there is no mistaking those long nipples poking through the shirt.

“Suzy? You should go talk to her.”

“Hey,” Rob suddenly lowers his voice, getting all conspiratorial, “You ever… You know… With any of them?”

I laugh again, but it is slightly forced. “I have a beautiful redheaded girlfriend that is carrying my child. What do you think?”

Rob just nods and heads off in Suzy’s direction. I see Geo serving drinks, and check to make sure the steaks will last for a second, before going over to approach her. She sees me coming, though, and glares at me before walking away. I guess she is still pretty upset.

I turn back around, and almost bowl over Diane. “I’m so sorry,” I tell her. She is short enough, I just hadn’t seen her.

“No problem,” she says and places her hand on my chest. She follows me for a second, as I head back to the grill. “So I understand you are dating all three women in this house?” It is not an accusation, but more of a question of curiosity. I look around to make sure Rob didn’t hear that, and see Suzy laughing at something he said.

“Oh yeah? Who said that?” I try to act nonchalant, but don’t know if I succeed.

“Oh, you don’t have to be shy with me. I may be the oldest one here, but I’m not so old as to forget my college years. Besides, Amber told me when she invited me over.” Diane laughs, and it is hard not to smile with her. I am going to have to have a talk with Amber though. Not that I was embarrassed or ashamed about dating three such beautiful women, but the whole neighborhood didn’t need to know. I took a swig of my beer, and nearly spit it out with her next statement. “Your sister is pretty hot, even if she is mad at you. I wonder what it would be like to sleep with your own sibling?” Her laugh grows stronger by the look on my face. “Relax, I don’t judge. I actually think it is kind of hot.” I can’t believe this lady is being so coy and honest with me. I can even feel myself getting hard as she talks, and notice that her nipples are starting to poke through her top.

“How did you figure it out?” I ask.

“Your eyes and hair may be different colors, but there are enough similarities to see it. Don’t worry, so much. I won’t tell anyone. Like I said, I think it is hot.”

A splash distracted me, and I looked to the pool, and saw that Rob and Suzy had jumped in, their clothes discarded beside the pool. I laughed as more clothes were discarded, and the pool became more crowded. I couldn’t help but notice the amount of tented boxers, and hard nipples. Apparently I wasn’t the only one getting horny.

The steaks were soon done, and people slowly began to get out of the water to eat. “I usually don’t see this many tits unless I am at work,” Dixie says behind me. I nod, noting that everyone still has on their bottoms, but all of the bras had vanished. Hopefully I didn’t have any neighbors that would call to complain.

I noted that besides Amber and I, only Dixie still had her clothes on. Geo was sitting in a corner with one of my bouncers, laughing in only her tight pink panties. Every now and then I caught her looking my way, and when she saw me looking, she only smiled, and started to rub one of her stiff nipples. I knew she was just trying to get me jealous, and so I did my best to ignore her. It wasn’t hard considering all the flesh around me.

“Good steaks,” Diane tells me, and I can’t help but admire her tits. Despite having had two kids, they are still pretty firm looking. “You will have to tell me what you marinade them with.” I only nodded, unable to think past the boner that was beginning to hurt.

I heard a moan that sounded familiar, and looked back into the pool to see Rob nibbling on one of Suzy’s long nipples. Her arms were wrapped around his neck, and I could see her panties in her hand. By the way the two were moving, I could see that they were fucking. That seemed to break the ice, and before I knew what to think, underwear went flying in all directions.

“What did you put in those steaks, Cutie?” Amber asked me, and I could only shrug. Was it the combination of strippers and men causing this or something else? “Well, whatever it was, I need to feel you inside me now!” I allowed myself to be led away, and noticed that the bouncer that Geo had been talking to was now sucking on her tits. She saw me looking and threw her head back, pulling the man tighter to her at the same time.

Dixie then blocked my view as she followed us back into the house. I was surprised to see Diane come along too.

Dixie wasted no time in getting my pants off, and I heard Diane gasp as soon as I popped free. “He is huge!”

Dixie smiled at her, and gave her a wink. “He is even bigger up close.” Diane dropped down to her knees next to Dixie, and stared at my member. Her hand tentatively reached out, and tried to wrap around it, but her fingers couldn’t make the full circuit.

Two hands grabbed my face, and I found myself staring into Amber’s blue eyes. “I know you will be careful, so I want it in my pussy tonight. I haven’t had you in there for too long.” She doesn’t wait for me to say anything, before she leans forward and kisses me passionately. My arms wrap around her pregnant frame, and I feel two sets of lips touch my cock.

Amber continues to kiss me, and I start to pull up her shirt. For once she doesn’t argue about being topless around me, and breaks the kiss only long enough to fully remove her top and bra. As soon as I see her pierced nipples, I lean over and bring one to my lips. I suck as much of her small tit into my mouth as I can, and use my tongue to play with her ring. Amber moaned, and I felt a secondary moan around my cock. Looking down I saw that Dixie had stripped, and her mouth was wrapped around one of Diane’s tits, her hand on the older woman’s shaved twat.

I started to remove Amber’s pants as I watched Dixie kiss her way down Diane’s body, and then begin to lick her slit. Diane jumped when Dixie touched her clit about the same time I worked two fingers into Amber. I was shocked at how wet Amber was already. She was always horny, sure, but I had never felt her this wet before.

I couldn’t stop a moan into Amber’s tit as I felt my cock work its way into Diane’s throat.

“Cutie, I need to feel you in me, NOW!” Amber pulled my head from her chest, and led me over to the couch, leaving the other two women where they were. She sat on the couch, placing her bottom on the edge, and beckoned me to her while biting her lower lip.

Conscious of the baby inside her, I squatted down, and started to rub my saliva coated head against her pussy. As soon as I touched her lower lips, I wanted to dive right in. I couldn’t remember the last time I had been this turned on, and I could see that the feeling was mutual. Somehow I held back, and applied only a little pressure, until I felt my head engulfed in her wet hot folds. “Hmm, yes! More. I need more,” Amber panted, and her pussy started to suck me in further. I wanted nothing more than to sink all the way to the hilt into her, to feel her fully wrapped around my shaft, but her belly reminded me to play it careful. Slowly, so slowly it almost hurt, I let her pull me into her. I slid in with ease, she was so wet. Before I quite knew what had happened, I was fully into her, all eight inches, and she hadn’t complained a bit. She was still tight. I hadn’t been in this hole for at least five months, and it felt wonderful.

Remembering Dixie and Diane, I turned to see that they had moved into a sixty-nine position close by, mouths glued to cunts, and moans echoing between them.

Amber shifting herself on the couch brought my attention back to her, and I saw that she had a nipple ring in each hand, and was tugging on each one. “Now fuck me John. Make me cum all over that huge cock of yours!”

I looked down to where our bodies were joined, and was still surprised that she had accommodated my entire length into her pregnant body. I saw her clit piercing, and reached down, and started to rub it back and forth. Dixie mewled as I did this, and I started to buck my hips in time with my hand.

I heard two load moans behind me, and knew that both women were cumming from the pleasures the other was giving. Seconds later I felt hands on my back, and then they sat on either side of Amber. As if on cue, both women grabbed one of Amber’s hands, removing them from her tits, and replaced them with their mouths. They held her arms above her head, as they each sucked a tit between their lips. Amber began to moan and thrash underneath them. “Don’t stop,” She moaned. “Pleeeaaaseee don’t stop!” Seconds later I was gratified to feel her squirting against my cock and hands.

As soon as she was done thrashing on the couch, Dixie gave me a hard shove, and I fell over backwards onto the floor. Luckily it didn’t hurt, but I watched in shock as Diane kissed her way up to Amber’s lips, and slipped a couple fingers into her own cunny.

I looked to Dixie, and saw the same lust in her eyes that Amber had had as we entered the house. She climbed on top of me, and slammed down, impaling herself in one fluid motion. Despite how long we have been screwing, Dixie is still the tightest woman I have been with, but at the moment she is so wet, that I slip into her with ease.

Amber starts to moan under Diane’s ministrations, as Dixie begins to rock her hips atop me. I can feel her juices leaking down my nutsack, as she grabs her nipples, and starts squeezing them. I place my hands on her hips, and lift her up a couple inches, then pull her down as I thrust up with my hips. I don’t have to be as careful with Dixie, and I start to move and thrust as hard as I can. It doesn’t take long before Dixie starts to cum, and if I thought she was wet before, a veritable flood gushes from around my penis now.

Dixie collapses on her side, out of breath, mumbling, “No more. I need to rest. No more.”

I am still hard, and hornier than ever, as I see Diane still on top of Amber, tongues moving with each other, and her fingers moving in and out of the redhead’s twat. Diane’s rear is in the air as I step up behind her, and begin to press into the older woman.

Diane turns to look at me as my head slips inside her. “Finally my turn, huh? Shove that cock in me, young man. Make me cum like you did these other two. I wanna feel that stiff rod filling me up–Oh Gawd that feels good!”

I began to see-saw my hips, driving ever deeper into my sexy neighbor. I watched as she placed her mouth down on Amber’s nipple, and the redhead’s eyes rolled back as Diane brought her to another orgasm. I reached my hands around to Diane’s front, and began to fondle her breasts, enjoying the fullness of them in my hands. They were only slightly bigger than Geo’s, but felt just as firm.

Thinking of my sister finally sent me over the edge, and I started to buck as I emptied my load into Diane. This set her of, and she began to moan and shudder as I shot into her.

I pulled out from Diane, as she laid her head on Amber’s breast, and sighed contentedly.

I wanted to find my sister.

As I walked outside, I noticed that despite having just blown my wad, I was still rock hard. The last time this had happened, Geo had drugged me with Viagra. Since I had prepared all the food, and opened all my own beers, I knew I hadn’t been drugged this time.

These thoughts left my mind as I stepped onto the back patio. It was a veritable orgy out here. Rob had his cock deep in Suzy, while she licked the crotch of another stripper, Julia. Everywhere I looked, holes were being filled with fingers, tongues, or cocks.

It didn’t take me long to find geo. “Yeah, shove that cock into my pussy. Make me cum again. I want you to cum inside me. Do you hear me? I want to feel your sperm coating the inside of my cunt!” She was easily the loudest of those out here.

I saw her sitting atop Joe, the bouncer she had been with earlier, rocking her hips hard against him, trying to get the man off. Geo saw me as I approached.

“What do you want, brother? Come to watch me fuck Joe’s brains out?” Her tone is snidely, and rude, so I answered in equal part.

“I’ve come to let you suck my cock!” Her eyes drop to my cum covered dick, and I see her lick her lips.

“What makes you–Umpf?” I don’t let her finish her sentence as I shove the head of my cock between her red lips. Despite her protests, she is soon sucking, and slurping away, swallowing the combined cum of Amber, Dixie, Diane, and myself. I let her go at it for awhile, before I pull her head back, and force her body down against Joe’s.

I step behind her, and aimed for her puckered asshole. “No! I told you that was off limits to you from now on!” She tried to protest.

I leaned forward and whispered into her ear. “I don’t think so dear sister. You want to get pregnant, and I’m going to let you. I am also going to enjoy fucking your little ass whenever I want to.” I could see the tears of happiness brim in her eyes, and she only flinched for a second as I slid into her rectum. “Only thing is, I am not the one who is going to get you pregnant. You can fuck any guy you want, but it will be our child to raise.”

I slide out, leaving only my head in her, and can feel Joe thrusting into her from below. Reaching under her, I grab a tit in each hand, and pull her back into me.

“Oh, Gawd, yes! Holy, fuck! I will let you fuck my ass whenever you want. Just let me get pregnant. I want to have a child, and see you look at me the way to do Amber. Don’t stop moving, Joe! Fuck my cunt! Fuck my ass! Fuck me, I’m cumming!”

Joe grunted under her, and I knew he was blowing his load into her. The thought occurred to me that she would be disappointed that Joe had been fixed a few years back, but for now I just enjoyed the feeling of Geo’s asshole sliding along my cock.

With my hands still on her chest, I pulled back on her body, and she ended up on top of me, very similar to how we had been in the shower, only this time we were sitting, instead of standing.

Joe got up, and wondered off, but my focus was on my sister as she started to cum again. She stood up suddenly, but lay on her back on the bench, and lifting her legs, offered me her ass again. I quickly slid back in, and watched as she slipped two fingers inter her empty pussy. I bent over, pressing her arm between us, and sucked one of her tits into my mouth. I placed my arms under her, with my hands on her shoulders, and used the leverage to move her body as I pounded into her.

We fucked like that for what seemed like hours, but were likely only minutes, as Geo came time and again. Finally I couldn’t hold back any longer, and I dropped my second load in her colon that day.

We got up, and found that most of the party had already finished their own sex, and left. Rob and Suzy were still going at it, she was on top of him, her nipples in his mouth, while she moaned and came.

Amber and Dixie were cuddled up on the couch together, smiles on their sleeping faces. Diane was nowhere to be seen, but I found a note from her, thanking us for the party and the ‘entertainment’.

I carried first Amber, then Dixie to their rooms, and tucked them in, before tucking Geo in.

“Did you mean what you said?” She asked as I turned off her lights.

“Yes,” I told her, then went to my own bed for some much needed rest.

Let me start by saying that there is a LOT more story in this chapter, and a bit less sex. For those after only the sex, I’m sorry, but I hope you like the 3-4 page sex scene that is in here. Also, there is no actual incest in this chapter, but it is referenced, hence the reason for the ‘incest’ tag. As always, comments are deeply & truly appreciated. I hope you enjoy, but if not, lemme know why.
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I hung up the phone in frustration. The agency I had worked with to buy our new place refused to give me Betty’s number, and would only tell me that she was absent, and would return my calls when she got back from her vacation time. I haven’t seen her since that afternoon she had given me that great titty-fucking, and then screwed me to a great ejaculation. I’d worried about her, when she hadn’t shown up to the housewarming party, but she refused to get back in touch with me. That had been a few weeks ago

I heard a knock on my office door, and yelled for whomever it was to enter. Dixie walked in, and smiled at me. She must have sensed my mood. “What’s wrong?” She asked as she sauntered over to my desk. She had on one of her stripper outfits, a short black leather dress that barely covered her ass, and occasionally offered glimpses of her black thong underneath as she walked.

“Just business,” I lied, not wanting to tell her the truth. I felt bad about lying, but I usually kept my occasional dalliances to myself, except when they joined into the fun with my girlfriends and me. “But things are looking up, now that I am looking at you,” I complimented her.

She laughed at my corniness, and sitting on the edge of my desk flashing her black thong at me, she leaned forward to give me a peck on the lips. “That’s why I love you, you know that?” Her eyes sparkled as she looked down at me. “Because you always treat me like I’m the only one in the world for you, even though I know there are really three of us.”

It was my turn to smile now. I did try to make each of my girlfriends feel special. “So… Did you come in just to tease me with that outfit, or was there something else?”

She hopped off the desk, and planted her rear in my lap. Grabbing both my hands, she placed them on her abdomen, and leaned back, placing her head on my shoulder and her lips near my ear. “Oh, I dunno. Teasing can be rather fun, don’t you think?” Her hips started to gyrate against my groan in the way that I have noticed only strippers can really pull off, and I moaned to let her know I appreciated what she was doing to me.

The door to my office opened, and I tried to move Dixie off of me, but she still had hold of my arms, and kept them around her slender waist. Everyone in the club knew I was sleeping with Geo, Dixie, and Amber, but I preferred not to flaunt it. I wondered what Dixie was playing at, as she was usually circumspect as well. When I saw that it was Amber walking through the door, I immediately realized that they had planned this. My cock twitched under Dixie at the thought of what they might have planned, and as she continued to grind against me.

I pulled Dixie tighter to me, and nibbled the back of her neck. Amber walked over to us, and even with her pregnant belly sticking out, she was still a seductive woman, and somehow still pulled off the grace of a professional stripper. “I see I arrived just in time,” she said, leaning over us, and nibbling the side of my neck.

I moved my hands down Dixie’s stomach, to the opening of her too short dress, and touched the fabric covering her crotch. It was already wet. I pressed against where I figured her clit would be, and was rewarded with a throaty moan from the brunette.

Amber pulled Dixie from my lap, and I was disappointed, until she leaned over and planted her lips against mine, her red hair falling down on my shoulders. Her tongue ran along my lips, before darting between my teeth in a coy dance that she knew I enjoyed.

I threw my arms up to pull her gently into my lap, only to have her nimbly pull away. I found both women looking down at me, a serious expression on both their faces. Only then did I notice that a third person had entered the room, as Geo walked up and stood next to them. They all wore the same unflappable expression. The look was only slightly marred by Amber’s and Dixie’s flushed cheeks.

“What’s going on, ladies?” I asked, starting to get nervous. Normally all three women in my office like this would mean some fun, but the looks they were giving me nixed that idea.

“We’ve been talking,” Amber said, and I raised one eyebrow at her serious tone.

“And we’ve decided that you need to get Geo pregnant,” Dixie said right after Amber.

“Now you know how I feel about that!” I reminded them, my anger rising slightly. I had been clear in my adamancy about that very subject numerous times.

“And we don’t care,” Geo told me right back. “Until I get pregnant, or at least, until you start trying to get me pregnant, none of us will sleep with you.”

In shock, I could only close my mouth, as what she had just said ran over and over in my mind, like a broken record. Before anything could even enter my stunned brain as a response, all three women turned their backs on me, and walked out, closing the door behind them. I went to the two-way mirror that showed out onto the main floor, and watched as they hugged each other, and then looked up to where I was watching them. Even though I knew they couldn’t see me, I still shuddered. I was now horny as hell, and my three girlfriends had just informed me that I would be celibate until I started cumming in my sister again.

Well, I could play that game too. I knew how horny they got, and soon they would be coming back to me, one at a time.

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A couple days later as the sun was just cresting the horizon, I drove to the agency Betty worked at, and noticed her car in front. I was starting to debate if I should wait for her to come out, or if I should go in, when she relieved me of having to make that decision, by coming out.

“Betty,” I yelled, as I got out. She looked at me, only to get that ‘deer in the headlights’ look then

Lemme start by saying that if you didn’t like the last chapter, you won’t like this one either. There is a lot of plot development, and while there is explicit sex, there are no wild orgies. Sorry. If you did like the last chapter, then I truly hope you enjoy this one! This story isn’t over yet (There is AT LEAST one more chapter).
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A plan formed in my mind that night, which I put into action the next morning. I made a few calls, setup a few appointments, and then called my girls to let them know I would be at a conference for the weekend. Each of them handled it differently. They all wanted to go, but when I told them that I wouldn’t go with anyone who continued to treat me indifferently, their personalities came out.

Geo informed me that she would start treating me properly when I agreed to her terms, but to have fun. Dixie commented that she probably shouldn’t go anyway, as she had a lot of homework to get done. Amber was the one who seemed to be having the hardest time. She went back and forth, wanting to be with me, but unwilling to break her word to Geo. In the end, I went alone, which was just as well. I didn’t want any of them knowing what I was really doing.

So on Thursday afternoon I found myself flying out west to Las Vegas. There was a conference going on where all the major strip club owners were getting together, and discussing various ideas and ways to improve business. My club was doing great, but why not get help from the big guys?

I was lucky enough to get a window seat, and the plane was mostly empty. Thankfully the flight was plenty short, and I stepped into the dry hot air of Nevada. Catching a Taxi to my hotel was easy enough, and I sank onto the bed as soon as I entered my room.

I decided to be somewhat magnanimous, and called the girls to let them know I was alright. Once again, Amber was the most emotional, telling me how much she missed me, while the other two just gave me their love, and told me not to gamble too much.

My main appointment wasn’t until tomorrow, but tonight was when the conference started. I thought it would be a good idea to come back with something to show I had actually attended the conference, and walked down to the conference rooms where the event was taking place.

Checking in with the registrar, I pinned my name piece to my jacket, and walked into a room full of noise. I checked the schedule, and saw that there were events for both strippers and owners. I decided to go to one for owners first.

It was a boring affair, consisting mainly of good business practices, and ways to stay within the local laws, without staying within the laws.

I debated on going into one for the strippers, until I noticed other men going into it as well. It wasn’t until I was seated that I realized that the other men must be male strippers. Vegas was very different from back home, and there were just some things that I seemed to struggle wrapping my head around.

“You must be an owner,” a soft voice said beside me. I turned to look at the speaker, and had to swallow. The dry Nevada air had already made my throat dry, but the brunette sitting next to me in very skimpy clothes was beautiful.

“What makes you say that?” I asked.

“Well, you are muscled enough to be a bouncer, but they rarely ever get to come to these, but not chiseled enough to be a chip’n’dale, though you do have the face for it. Also, your suit knocks that last out. Male strippers prefer to show off their wares more. I’m Angel, by the way.” She offered me her hand, and I shook it.

“Yeah, I own a club back east, and thought I’d see how things are done out here.”

“Well, if you’d like, I’d be happy to show you around…” I had heard of scam artists here in Vegas, but figured she was safe enough. A woman this hot couldn’t be bad, could she?

I agreed, but thought to keep one hand on my wallet. Throughout the day, Angel showed me around, introduced me to a few of the really big club owners, and made me feel pretty important. I made some great contacts, but I noticed that people constantly stared at us everywhere we went. I was even certain a few took pictures.

“What’s the deal with people out here?” I finally asked as the day started to draw to a close. “I mean, you’re beautiful and all, but people stare at us like… Well, I don’t know what.”

Angel looked at me with her cool brown eyes, and I felt like my soul was being measured. “You really don’t recognize me, do you?”

Oh shit! Did I go to school with her or something? I started to wrack my brain for anything that might remind me who she was, but kept coming up blank. I hated to do it, but I had to tell her the truth. Hopefully she wouldn’t hate me for not remembering her. “I’m afraid I don’t. I’m really sorry!”

Angel laughed, and I knew all was forgiven. “You really are too much, John!” She placed her hand against my chest, as she continued to laugh. I was starting to feel foolish. “At first I’d thought you’d sat next to me, knowing who I was. But when you didn’t start hitting on my like every other man here, I assumed you were gay.” I immediately opened my mouth to protest. I didn’t have any problems with the gay community, I just knew I wasn’t. “Oh, I know you aren’t. You have been a perfect gentleman, but I have still caught you looking at the other women here, and I have seen how you try your best to look me in the eyes, but sometimes fail.” Her bluntness was really starting to turn my cheeks red. I had thought I was being discreet, but apparently she had been watching me closer than I’d thought. “When you continued to treat me like a person, Instead of a– Well, I started to wonder if you truly didn’t know who I was. I kept waiting for you to make your move, but you haven’t.” She looked at me, and I felt that weighing sensation again. “It has been a long time since anyone has treated me like that.”

“I’ve only tried to repay the kindness you’ve shown me today,” I said lamely, regretting the words as soon as they were out of my mouth. She obviously expected something else, and my curiosity was now completely peaked. “Umm… So who are you?”

She laughed again, and this time I found it infectious. “I guess I still haven’t said, have I? Come with me, I’ll show you.” She grabbed my hand, and led me to a different part of the conference that we hadn’t made it to yet. The different scenery was the first thing I’d noticed. Instead of strip club advertisements, I now started seeing advertisements for porn videos. Having the very strict religious upbringing my parents gave me, I’d never actually watched one before. Even owning the club, and considering some of the things I had done with the girls, I was shocked to see some of the lewd things that were on the covers of the DVDs. Call me dense, but I couldn’t figure out why Angel was bringing me back here, until she stopped, and shoved one in my hands.

“I don’t…” I said, confused.

“Look!” She pointed, and I looked where her finger ended. There Angel stood, completely nude, except for tiny stars covering her crotch, and nipples, on the cover of the DVD case. The title read ‘Angel’s Day off,’ and on the back were a number of smaller pictures, most of them with her in them, in various sex acts. Oddly, I felt embarrassed to be looking at this friendly woman in so personal a situation, even though she was barely clothed in front of me now.

“So you’re a…”

“A porn star, yes.” There was a question in her eyes, as she looked up at me. Then everything she had said only a few moments ago made sense.

“That’s why you thought… But then I… And then I didn’t…” I couldn’t seem to form complete sentences in my head as she continued to look at me.

“I shouldn’t have told you.” I could tell she wasn’t happy now. “You were treating me so well, not like I’m a complete slut or a whore, and now you see me differently, don’t you?”

How did I see her? Was she the nice woman that had helped me around the conference all afternoon, or was she the girl on the cover of the DVD I still held in my hand? I put the DVD back, and placed my hands on her shoulders, looking into her eyes.

“I have strippers that work for me that have Master’s degrees, and I have some that dropped out of high school.” She arched one delicate eyebrow, not understanding what I was getting at. Well, it was payback for a bit ago, I thought. “Just because they are strippers, doesn’t mean they are dirty sluts that would do anything to get a buck. Oh, I know some of them are, but they don’t work long for me.” She still looked confused. “Okay, look. You have been great today, showing me around, and helping me make those contacts. That is how I think of you. So you have a job doing porn. So what? If it pays the bills, and you enjoy it, I’m the last person to judge.”

I knew she finally understood when she flung her arms around my neck, and her lips were mashed against mine. My arms reflexively wrapped around her waist as I returned the kiss.

When we finally parted, I noticed a noise that had been drowned out by the pounding of blood in my ears.

Clapping.

Looking around, I saw a lot of people staring and clapping, and a few were even giving me a thumbs up.

“Let’s get outta here,” Angel said, and I was all too eager to agree. We wound our way back to the stripper side of the conference, and a thought occurred to me.

“If you do that for a living, why were you over here today?”

“I started out as a stripper, and a producer saw me dancing. Sometimes when the fans get a bit overwhelming, I like to remember my roots, you might say.”

“Why haven’t any of your fans approached you while I was with you?” I asked, wondering.

“I know a few wanted to, but the way I hung on your arm, might have kept them back. I truly enjoyed spending the day with you, John.”

“And I, you!” I replied with an honest smile, and then noticed we were at the elevators. “Umm… Would you like to come on up?” After what she’d just revealed to me, I realized how my question might sound, and started trying to backtrack. “I didn’t mean for… I mean… I would if… But that wasn’t why…”

Her finger pressed against my lips shut me up. “I would love to.” I pressed the button on the wall for my floor, and we rode the elevator up, in near silence, except of the occasional smacking noise or moan as we made out. We had to stop on the fourth floor, however as a stuffy old couple stepped in with us.

When we finally reached my door, it took me a couple tries to get the keycard in the lock, and I almost broke it, in my hurry to open the door. It slammed against the wall as Angel forced me inside. I felt the bed hit the back of my legs, and I toppled over backwards, only to have the air pressed out of me as Angel landed on top. Our tongues met and writhed, matching the rhythms of our bodies, as my hands traveled along her back, thighs, ass, head, and basically anything else I could reach.

Her hips lifted, and I felt her hands at my waist, trying to undo my pants. Seconds later they were on the floor. Angel sat up, and I slid my hands up her sides, lifting her shirt up over her head, to join my pants. She was beautiful, as she sat on me, in only a black miniskirt and pink lacy bra. My hands darted to her back, and it only took me a second to undo the fastener. Since my mouth was already nearly at her chest, I bit between her cups, and growled as I yanked back, revealing her handful sized breasts. I was shocked at how pink her nipples were. I had never seen any so pink before, and my mouth watered at the sight of them.

I brought my lips to her left nipple, kissing it tenderly, until she grabbed the back of my head, pulling me in tighter to it. I began to suck like a man starved, as my hands dove into the waistband of her skirt, cupping her tiny ass in my hands. I used my hands to grind her against my boxer covered crotch, eliciting a moan from both of us. Her hand on the back of my head pulled me away from her pretty pink nipple with a sloppy pop, and I looked up to meet her gaze. Hungrily she brought her lips to mine in a kiss that was both tender, and passionate. The way her tongue and lips moved against mine increased my lust for this woman tenfold.

With a firm grip on each of her cheeks, I lifted her up, and then quickly pulled down her skirt and panties, bringing them to her knees. She broke the kiss to finish removing them, and I got the opportunity to really admire her naked beauty. Her breasts were slightly pointed, topped by the aforementioned pink nipples. Her waist was thin, but not so thin she looked anorexic. Her legs seemed to start at her ankles and just keep going, finally terminating in a small triangle of fuzz at her pussy. Her inner labia were large, and very swollen, protruding from her outer labia by a small bit.

That was all I was able to note, as she gripped my boxers, and nearly tore them from my body. I unbuttoned my shirt, I don’t remember taking off my jacket but that didn’t surprise me, and soon sat just as naked as she was.

“Holy shit! You should work in porn with a cock that big!” She exclaimed, admiring my package. “It is pretty rare to see one so–” Her words were cut off as she bent over and swallowed the head between her lips. I have had some good blowjobs before, but the way Angel used her tongue, lips, and even teeth had me blowing down her throat in only a couple of minutes. Since my lack of sex lately, it was a pretty intense orgasm, leaving my panting by the time it had finished washing over me.

“Holy shit, yourself! I’ve never had a BJ that… That… WOW!”

She smiled up at me, licking up a bit of cum that had leaked out, and swallowing it. “I hope you’re not done yet.”

I knew it would probably be a few minutes for me to fully recover. “Come here, I want to taste you, now!” I demanded, and then braced myself as she nearly tackled me with her pussy. I have never tasted one with such big lips, but I used what the girls had taught me to great effect. Sucking hard on her labia, I ran my tongue between them, occasionally darting up to her clit, then back down to her hole, where I would shove my whole tongue in as deep as I could.

I felt her lips wrap back around my cock, and moaned into her pussy as she began to revive it with her excellent technique. One of her hands cupped and fondled my balls, while the other slid up and down my shaft, and her tongue worked the head.

Suddenly her whole body froze, and I could feel my cock vibrating between her lips as she mewled loudly in her own orgasm. My mouth was soaked, as her juices escaped my lips, and started trickling down my neck and cheeks.

She rolled off me, and turned up to grab my wet cheeks. “I haven’t cum like that from having my pussy eaten in years! Where did you learn to do that so well?” She said, staring deep into my eyes. Before I had a chance to answer, her lips were pressed to mine again, as she licked her wetness from my face. She rolled on top of me, and I positioned my cock for her entrance. “Oh, Gawd, I’ve got to feel that monster in me!” She nearly screamed when it bumped her cunt.

I grabbed her hips, and gradually pressed her down, as I lifted my hips. I felt her lips spread over my cock, and gently swallow me in. She had told me she was a porn star, but she was tight! I had to slowly work in and out of her, despite how wet she was. She would loosen up as I moved in, but when I started to pull out, she would clamp down so hard, it hurt and felt wonderful at the same time. I had heard of women with strong kegel muscles, but she must really work hers for them to be this powerful.

Finally I felt our pelvises touch as Angel threw her head back to let out a throaty moan. I leaned up, and started nibbling on her neck, while she started up a rhythm with her hips.

“Oh, fuck… I feel you in every inch of me. Oooh, I am getting close.” I latched onto her right nipple, and with my hands still on her hips, picked up her pace. Lifting my hips slightly, I was able to go just a bit deeper into her. “Oh, Gawd, that’s it! Fuck me, I’m cuuuummmmiiinnnnggggggggg!”

I had to stop moving her altogether, as her strong cunny muscles gripped my cock with enough force, I was almost afraid she was going to rip my manhood off. I just lay there, and as she started to relax, her inner folds started massaging more than gripping, and I moaned into her tit.

I rolled us over, and lifted her hips slightly as I got up on my knees. I put my arms under her legs, drawing them up to my shoulders, while I groped her tiny rear. Turning my head, I gently nibbled on her ankle, and then kissed my way along her slender foot. I was using my grip on her to slide her up and down my slick cock, as I started to suck her toes between my lips.

“Wow, what are you doing to me?” She asked dreamily, and I picked up my pace a little. “Damn, but that feels goooood.” She drawled out the last part, then bit her lower lips, and started pinching her pink nipples. I kept this up, switching to her other foot, and knew she was starting to get close again from her breathing. I was glad, because the way she was milking me on every thrust had me about ready to spew my second load for the night.

I reached around with my right hand, and started rubbing her clit with my thumb, sending her crashing into another powerful orgasm. I kept pushing in and out of her, despite (or maybe because of) the way she gripped my cock. Just as she started to come down, I let loose with stream after stream of my seed. She screamed as another orgasm took her, and it felt like her vagina was trying to milk every ounce of jism out of me, that it could.

I collapsed onto my side; next to this aptly name Angel, trying to catch my breath.

“Mmm, that was phenomenal. How often do you come to Vegas?”

I had to laugh. “This was my first visit, but now that I now there are Angels here, I may have to come out more often!”

“Well… We’d best make the most of this trip then. What are your plans for tomorrow?”

Shit! Tomorrow I had my appointment, and I knew I wouldn’t be up for any extracurricular activities afterwards. Not for a couple days at least… That’s why I had made this trip; to be away from the girls, so that I could recover before I came back. Now that I thought more on it though, my conscience started to fight me. Was I prepared to deceive the women I loved? I felt like I was sinking to the level they had been treating me at. I resolved then and there to call the doctor and cancel my vasectomy. I didn’t know what would happen, but I was determined to remain honest with the girls. The hand sliding gently up and down my arm, as the beautiful Angel still looked at me, waiting for my answer brought me back to the here and now. Well, honest about some things at least…

“Well, I’m not due back home till Monday, and the conference was the only thing I had planned…” I trailed off as I felt Angel’s lips on my neck. I was nowhere near recovered, but I had more than my penis at hand to try and please this insatiable woman.

The only time over the next few days that we left the room was to eat (when we didn’t just order room service).

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I was a bit disappointed when I stepped out to the baggage claim area, that Amber was the only one to greet me.

“Dixie wanted to be here, but she had some big tests to take that her professors wouldn’t let her out of,” the sexy pregnant redhead told me. “Geo is another matter. Did you really have a vasectomy while you were away?” Amber planted herself in front of me, and glared as she blocked my path.

“How… How did you hear about that?” I stammered in disbelief.

“They called to confirm your appointment shortly after you left. You gave them the landline.” Her voice was dry, and I could see the fire burning in her eyes.

“What did Geo say?” Was all I could think to ask.

“‘What did Geo say?’ Is that all you can think to ask? Is she the only one whose feelings you’re concerned about?”

I knew I was in serious trouble now. Amber’s tone left no doubt in my mind. “No, of course not! I just didn’t think–”

“Of course you didn’t think!” She cut me off, and stormed back to her car. Even pregnant, she could move with speed and grace when she wanted to.

“Listen, Amber,” I tried to say placatingly after I had loaded my bags, and sat in her car, “I didn’t have it done. I couldn’t do it, and then lie to all of you, so I cancelled the appointment.” She only glared at me, before she backed out of the parking spot, and started navigating the warren of streets out of the airport. “I’m sorry I was going to be like that, but the way you three were treating me was no worse.” My own anger was starting to rise, as I thought of the injustice they had been treating me with. “You three basically left me, for all intents and purposes, and were in a way blackmailing me.” Was that anger causing the red in her cheeks, or embarrassment? “I had to do something. I made a bad decision, and cancelled it before I went through with it. Be angry with me if you want, but know that some of that anger should be reserved for you, Dixie, and most of all, Geo. If the three of you can’t respect my feelings, why should I do the same for you?”

I was afraid I’d gone too far, as Amber continued to drive us home. Silence reigned, and I almost started wishing that she would say something, anything, even if it was to yell at me, just to break the horrible feeling that was starting to sink into my chest. Had I just lost one of my girlfriends? Not only that, but the one carrying my child?

When Amber parked in the driveway, I started to unbuckle my seat, and noticed that she hadn’t moved to do likewise. She just sat there, staring at her hands on the steering wheel, as if they might give her some kind of answer.

I reached for the door handle to get out, but her voice, soft and barely heard, stopped me. “You’re right.” I turned to look at her, to see if I’d heard correctly, and I could now see the tears in her eyes. “You’re right. The way we all treated you was wrong. I guess we didn’t really understand how you felt, or didn’t try to.” She paused to hiccup, and I placed my hand on her shoulder. I hated to see her cry like this. “I can’t speak for the others, but I am truly sorry. Will you forgive me?”

She turned to look at me, and her blue eyes stripped away the last vestiges of any anger that might have hung around. I pulled her into a hug, as I told her I loved her. We sat that way for awhile, just enjoying each other’s embrace, until I finally had to pull away. Our angle was awkward, and it was starting to hurt my back. I could only imagine how uncomfortable it had to be for her.

We walked inside, arm in arm, and her head resting on my shoulder. I left my bags in the car, figuring I could grab them later. I stopped as we passed my room, but Amber pulled me onward, towards her bedroom. As I entered, she told me to lock the door. “I have an apology to make, and I think you do too.” She started removing her clothes, and I stepped up to her to help.

As her shirt hit the floor, our lips met in hunger. My arms wrapped around her distended torso, touching her smooth back and tracing a line up to where her bra strap was. Her breasts, slightly larger now than they had been, were soon freed, and I brought one hand around to cup one globe and twiddle with her nipple ring. The doctor had told us they would have to come out when she started breast feeding, but were fine till then.

She moaned as her tongue traced along the inside of my mouth and danced with mine. Suddenly feeling guilty, I pulled back and looked at her. Even with as far along as she was in her pregnancy, I still found her to be extremely beautiful and alluring. Her pale redheaded skin seemed to glow from an inner light, and I could see the fires of desire in her eyes. “Are you sure?” I asked, not wanting there to be any regrets.

“I don’t dare have you in my pussy. I am too close to term, but you should be fine in my ass, where you have been gone for too long,” she told me in no uncertain terms.

“That’s not quite what I meant.”

“I know what you meant, and I meant what I said. Now are you going to come fuck my ass, or was all that talk in the car just for show?”

I stepped back up to her, and started working on her pants. Since they were maternity type, with the stretchy front, they easily slid down, quickly followed by her panties. She turned me towards the bed, and then helped undo my pants.

Once naked, I found myself on my back, as Amber crawled on all fours, up to my already hard cock. The feeling of her tongue gliding up my shaft from balls to head elicited a deep moan from me. She smiled at me as one of her hands started to fondle my balls, and she flicked the tip of her tongue around the sensitive underside of my head. Amber pressed her lips to the side and started to slide her mouth up and down me, making me moan more and more.

I started to buck my hips in time with her movements, then felt her grasp me at my base, and pull my tip towards her waiting lips. Giving my small hole a kiss, she slipped her lips past the ridge, and took me as far as she could at this angle. Unfortunately she couldn’t take me into her throat, but with her tongue lashing around the sensitive rim, I was more than happy with her efforts. She started to bob up and down, and it took all my effort not to thrust into her warm wet mouth. I didn’t want to hurt her.

I placed my hands on the back of her head, running my fingers through her deep red hair, and she looked up at me, smiling around my cock. It left her lips with a pop, before she said, “I’ve forgotten just how good you taste. Don’t ever let me agree to not having this again!”

“Deal,” I told her, as she gently began to kiss her way up my stomach, and chest. She lingered for a couple of quick nibbles on my nipples, before finally reaching my mouth. We kissed as my hands roamed her back and ass. I slid one hand between us, and started playing with her wet pussy. I easily found her clit ring (another thing that would have to go when she gave birth to our child), and tugged tenderly on it. She growled, as she pulled away, piercing me with her wonderful eyes.

“I want to feel you in me,” she said, then reached over to her nightstand for the lube. “I want you to take me from behind this time. Treat me like the bitch I am for the way I treated you.”

“You’re not a–” I tried to protest, but she cut me off.

“I said do it!” she demanded, and I thought better of any further arguments.

I took the lube from her, as she laid her head on her pillow with her wonderful ass wiggling in the air. Despite what she wanted from me, there was something I wanted first. I leaned forward, and softly kissed her pussy, before shoving my tongue inside. Sucking in her labia, I ran my tongue between them and reached around her body to tug on her nipple rings. My mouth was soon soaked as she came, moaning and jerking her hips against my face.

“Okay, you’ve had your fun, NOW FUCK MY ASS!”

I got on my knees, and rubbed my cock against her wet pussy, teasing her. I applied some lube to the tip of my cock, then for good measure squeezed some onto her brown hole. She shivered as I started to apply pressure, screaming, “Oh Gawd!” as the head popped past her sphincter. I too had to moan, as I slowly felt her anal grip on me slide firmly down my tool. Every inch I sank into her nether canal felt like bliss. Sex with Angel had been great, but making love to my girlfriends was still better.

Finally I felt myself sink the last few inches into her, making her grunt. “Slap my ass!” She told me. Normally I wasn’t into this sort of thing, but she did demand I treat her like this, so I gave her a slight slap. “I said slap it! Not tenderly touch it. Make it red. Punish me for my behavior!” I brought back my hand, and brought it down harder, leaving a red handprint emblazoned on her right rump. “YES! That’s it. Spank me, John. Spank me again and make me cum. Fuck my ass, and make me cum, my beloved.”

Doing as told, I slapped her other cheek just as hard, and started to thrust in and out of her rear. Amber’s groans, grunts, moans, and other noises became incoherent as she started her orgasm. I gripped her hips, and picked up my pace, trying to prolong her orgasm. It worked, as for quite some time her sphincter squeezed and massaged my slippery cock. I could see she had to fingers in her cunny every time I pulled out, and seeing her have such a long orgasm started my own.

My whole body shuddered as my cum filled her colon. She screamed louder than ever as her orgasm intensified even more.

My legs were suddenly soaked as fluid gushed out of her pussy, soaking the bed as well.

I pulled out of her, catching a whiff of the fluids that had just flushed from her body, and knew immediately they weren’t normal female cum fluids.

“I think my water just broke,” Amber said, as the same conclusion hit me. I was about to be a father.

I looked down at Amber as she held our daughter.

The gambit of emotions as I gazed upon her, holding Anna, our fragile little daughter in her arms, was almost too much. I wanted to cry I was so happy, weep for all the problems I knew she would face in her life, dance that she was finally here, and go running up and down the halls screaming that I was a dad.

Amber’s red hair was matted to her head, but she was smiling as she looked back up at me. “Can you believe she is finally here?” She asked almost dreamily.

“Well, it took you long enough,” Geo said behind me. I spun around to face my sister, who had been ignoring me for some time now, and was only now showing up. “Relax, John. I’m not here to fight with you. I’m here to show my support.” I still watched her, though, not warily, but maybe with a little regret. For a moment, I pictured Geo laying there in the bed, holding a child we had made together. I shook my head to block out that image. I wasn’t going to go crawling back to her. She had left me in a way, and I figured it was up to her to come back.

“Did I miss it?” Dixie announced her presence, and then pouted for only a moment, before rushing to the bedside and cooing over the new life.

I stepped back to admire these three women, and Dixie noticed me watching. She gave me a smile for a second, and then looked at Geo guiltily, before looking to me with a determined expression. Geo was absorbed with Anna, and didn’t notice at all.

Dixie stood up straight, and walked over to me. “You look tired. When was the last time you ate?” I wasn’t sure what the two had to do with each other, but I suddenly realized I hadn’t eaten since the flight early this morning. “Hey, we’re going to go eat. Geo, do you want us to bring you anything?”

My sister just waved us away, and we started looking for the cafeteria. We walked in silence, as I didn’t really have much to say to Dixie. She was in on my sister’s plot, and I wasn’t too happy with her for it.

“I’ve missed you,” Dixie finally said, as we stood in line at the cafeteria.

“I’ve missed you too,” I told her honestly, but didn’t say any more.

Dixie looked like she was waiting for me to say more, but when I didn’t she spoke up. “I don’t know why Geo wants to get pregnant so badly. Don’t get me wrong, Anna looks beautiful, and Amber looks happy, but I don’t want to get pregnant myself.” She kept her eyes locked on me as she spoke, and I just continued to listen, not sure where she was going with this. “I… I’ve been thinking… It was wrong for us to gang up on you, like that.” I just raised one eyebrow, as I continued to look at her. “I’m really sorry, and hope you will forgive me.”

I sat down with my food, thinking about what she’d just said. I’d had to fight with Amber to get her to see reason, but Dixie had come to it on her own. Dixie had been the most distant of the three, Geo being the angry one, and Amber trying to show her love, while still supporting Geo. I’d been hurt by how easily Dixie had seemed to be handling things.

Dixie spoke up, as if reading my mind. “I know I have stayed away from you a lot lately, but it was because I knew I couldn’t trust myself to be near you, and not want you. I love you, John, and I truly hope you can forgive me.”

“Do you still plan on staying away from me?” I asked as evenly as I could.

“Not… Not unless you wanted me to,” the brunette said, and I could see that she was starting to tear up. My heart broke at the sight, and I reached forward to cup her cheek in my hand, rubbing away a tear with my thumb as it started to fall.

“That is the last thing I want,” I told her, and happily watched as her face lit up. “But I won’t stand for anymore of this boycott or whatever you want to call it, either. I love you too, Dixie, and I truly mean that. But you need to decide if I am important enough to you to end this farce.”

Dixie nearly leaped out of her chair as she flung her arms around my neck, and kissed me. It wasn’t a passionate kiss, but more of a loving one. I felt her hot tears on my cheeks, and pulled her back for a second. “What’s wrong? Why are you crying now?”

“I’m a woman,” she informed me with a grin, “and a woman doesn’t need a reason to cry, she just does.” Her grin turned wicked, “And this woman also has a need that hasn’t been satisfied in far too long. Hurry and eat, I have some apologizing to do.”

I don’t think I have ever eaten as quickly as I did right then. I have no idea what I even ate, and wouldn’t have been surprised if I had eaten the plastic-ware in my haste. Dixie seemed to derive some immense pleasure from watching me, as she kept giggling, and biting her lower lip. As soon as we were done, and our plates in the trash, Dixie nearly dragged me down the hallway, looking for an empty room.

It took us awhile to find one that was away from any nurse’s stations, and empty, but she nearly threw me in as soon as we found one suitable.

Dixie pressed her body to mine, squeezing me against the wall, and clumsily fumbling with my pants. I pulled her shirt up over her head, and quickly undid her bra, before groping her smallish breasts. Having the medium sized ones of the three (Well, until Amber had gotten pregnant and her’s had grown some), I enjoyed playing with her sensitive nipples. My pants finally hit my ankles, and I spun us around as I stepped out of them, and pressed her to the wall. I leaned forward and lifted one of her nipples to my mouth, smiling as her hand gripped the back of my head, while her other hand busily slid up and down my hard shaft.

“Oh, I have missed this!” She said quietly, not wanting to attract any outside attention to this room.

I reached down to undo her pants, and found that she had already beat me to it, so instead I slid my hand to her wet snatch, and was surprised at just how horny she was. I couldn’t remember the last time she had been this wet, but it only served to increase my own ardor. I slipped first one, then two, then three fingers into her in rapid succession, smiling as I looked up at her with her teat in my mouth, as she tried valiantly not to moan loudly.

I pulled my fingers out, and thrust my arm between her legs, and placed my hand on her back. With my other hand, I pulled her sideways while I lifted with the first, and soon had her in an awkward carry, eliciting a surprised yelp from Dixie. It had worked better in my mind than reality, and so quickly carried the petite brunette over to the bed, laying her down.

Her wonderful nipple had never left my mouth, but now I started kissing my way across her flat stomach. I could easily smell her arousal, and relished the scent as I started to lap up her leaking fluids. I nibbled lightly on her inner lips, until her hands gripped my ears and pulled me up. “I love what you are doing, but if you don’t shove that cock in me now, I’m going to lose it!”

I grinned as I reached down, and started rubbing my head between her sensitive labia, occasionally slapping my cock against her clit. I could see she had been serious about losing it, by the fiery lust that burned in her eyes, and so slid my length into her. She was so wet I was able to make it all the way in, in one stroke. We both moaned loudly as I felt her completely surround me. I felt her legs lock behind my back, and her arms around my neck. Our lips met, as I started to buck my hips. I noticed that the bed rocked slightly on its wheels, with each powerful thrust, but was glad we weren’t near a wall.

I brought my hands down to her small ass, and gripping a cheek in each hand, started moving her in counterpoint to my thrusts. Her moans grew slightly louder, and she sucked my tongue into her mouth forcefully as I felt her start to cum. Her vaginal muscles rippled around my cock, as I did my best to not only stifle her moans, but keep mine down as well.

When she had finally finished, we swapped positions, with me on bottom this time. She squatted over me, and reached down, aiming me for her tight hole, then sat down hard, impaling herself in one swift motion. “Oh, Gawd, I’d forgotten how deep that goes!” She said a little too loudly. She started to rock her hips, and I could feel my head hitting the deepest parts of her.

I reached down, and used my thumb to rub against her clit, and reached up with my other hand to tweak her hard nipples. She climaxed again, her upper torso collapsing on me as she shook. I threw both arms around her, and started thrusting as hard as I could, trying to make it really last for her.

I knew my own was approaching, and I tried to muffle my moans against her neck, as I shot glob after glob of my seed into her sucking pussy.

“Damn,” she said as we caught our breaths and started getting dressed, “remind me never to go longer than a couple days without you again!” She gave me a quick peck on the lips, and then said, “I think I may be a little sore tomorrow, but it was worth it!”

When we got back to the room that Amber was in, Geo glared at us. “Where have you two been? I went down to the cafeteria and you weren’t there.”

“We decided we didn’t like the food in there, so we went out,” I quickly lied.

“Uh-huh… And is that how Dixie got that hickey?” Geo argued.

Dixie’s hand flew to her neck, but not before I noticed that I had given her a hickey. It must have happened when I was trying to muffle my own moans.

Geo stormed out, and I just let her go. I wasn’t sure if she was jealous, angry, or what, but it was her fault, not mine. “I’d better go with her,” Dixie said and I turned back to Amber, to see how she was doing.

“I take it everything is good between you and Dixie again?”

“Looks like it,” I told her, as I kissed her forehead. “Where is Anna?

“Down to the nursery. You know Geo is going to be angry with more than just you, right?”

“What am I supposed to do? She at least has Jason to fiddle with. Is it so wrong for me to have the women I love?”

Amber frowned, and I wondered what I’d said wrong. “Actually, Jason refused her this weekend while you were gone.”

My eyebrows rose at this news… So Geo had been rejected, huh? I wondered who she was going to try to get her pregnant now.

“Look, I know how you feel, but would it really be so bad to give her what she wants? It would make our home a happy one again. You should have seen her with Anna. She was so cute!”

“I won’t give in to her blackmail. I might consider it otherwise, but she has to apologize for what she did first.” I couldn’t believe I was even considering it, but I had to agree that I wanted us all to be happy again.

I stayed at the hospital for a few more hours, until Amber kicked me out to go home. She told me I stink of sex too much, and needed a shower. I stopped to visit Anna in the nursery on my way out, still surprised that I was a daddy now.

On the way home, an idea started to occur to me, and I called up Joe at the club. He quickly told me everything was fine, and business was booming. I told him what I needed, and he told me he would stop by later to drop it off.

When I arrived home, Dixie met me with a kiss and a hug, but Geo had locked herself in her room.

“She won’t talk to me,” Dixie informed me sadly.

I knocked on her door, but she just yelled at me to go away. From her tone, I knew I was better off following her advice, and so left her to her self-made misery.

* * *

Amber came home with Anna a couple nights later, and I found out why new parent always looked so tired. Luckily there were four of us willing to help out, and I was surprised at how quickly Geo stepped up, and was always there to help with Anna. Geo refused to talk to me, but Dixie told me that my sister had forgiven her, stating that it had been unfair to bring Amber and Dixie into our fight.

As I watched my sister, I caught myself smiling from time to time, and she caught me a few times as well. Every time she caught me, she would stare at me real hard for a couple seconds, then walk away, cooing to my daughter. I would usually walk away shaking my head.

I started to study the subject of incest on the internet, predominantly children borne of such relations, and that put my mind at rest a lot more. First generation incestuous children apparently rarely ever suffered from genetic defects. I decided that I would get my sister pregnant, but only if she apologized for her behavior first. I had an idea of how I might make that happen, but I was going to have to wait a couple weeks first.

The club was doing great, but after my weekend off, and then Anna being born, there was a backlog of work to do. I tried to do as much of it at home as I could, so that I could be around Anna and the girls, but much of it still had to be done at the office. I started implementing what I had learned at the conference, and noticed an immediate up-tick in the girls’ tips. I decided that I needed to go to that conference every year, and if I was lucky enough to run into Angel again, then all the better.

About a week later, I had my head buried in the books, when I heard a knock on my office door. “Come in,” I yelled, slightly frustrated at the interruption in my work, but I tried to maintain an open door policy, and it wouldn’t do to act otherwise.

I smiled at first as Betty and Suzy walked in, but it soon soured as I looked at their faces. Both mad, and I knew I was about to be in the middle of it.

“Betty has been stealing my tips!” Suzy accused as soon as they were both in front of my desk. She looked down at me with her almond shaped eyes in frustrated anger.

“Don’t blame me, if you’re not making enough. I’m no thief.”

“Ladies,” I interrupted, “Mind starting from the beginning?”

“Ever since she started working here, my tips have gone down,” Suzy snapped. I knew this wasn’t exactly true, as every girl had to report their tips at the end of the night, though it was true that her increase hadn’t been as big as some of the other girls, Betty Included. Betty still wasn’t stripping, but she was making good tips behind the bar; enough so that I didn’t have to augment her paycheck in any way.

“John, I earn my tips fair and square. I’m no thief.” The beautiful black woman repeated.

I was at a loss for how to handle this, until something I had heard at the conference struck me. At the time I had thought it a ridiculous thing to do, but now it seemed my only saving grace.

“Suzy, I know your tips haven’t gone down, but if you want, we can settle this in ‘stripper court’ style.” They both looked at me blankly, and I hoped I wasn’t about to make a mistake. “You both agree on a judge and then do a strip for them. Whoever does a better job, wins.”

They looked at each other for a moment, thinking, before Betty turned to me and asked, “But how will we agree on a judge? We will each try to choose one that either favors us, or is against them.”

“I choose you, John,” Suzy told me, and for a fleeting second I felt like a Pokemon.

Betty just stared at Suzy before adding, “Yeah, that makes sense. I also choose you. When do we do this?”

I had been most worried about Betty agreeing to this, as she wasn’t yet stripping, but figured I was getting off easy. “I want this done as soon as possible. I don’t need you two fighting out there tonight.” They both nodded their heads. “Good, now go pick your costumes, and return to my office. As soon as you are both here, we will begin.” The two women nearly ran from my office in their haste to get to their costumes.

I quickly checked the schedule, and verified that neither Geo nor Dixie was working today.

Suzy beat Betty back by only seconds, and my jaw nearly hit the desk as they came in. Suzy had put on a school girl outfit, complete with lollypop and pigtails, while Betty had chosen the naughty teacher outfit. I almost laughed at the irony of their choices, but thought better of it.

“Who goes first?” Betty asked, reminding me why they were there.

“Suzy, you are accusing Betty, so you go first. What music do you want?” She told me the song, and I started it on my computer, before rolling my chair around my desk to watch.

Suzy started by my office door, and did a high stepping walk towards me, sucking on her lollypop. Her hips swayed, and her chest heaved as she walked, but with the hairdo and outfit, it all looked so innocent, that it increased the sexuality of it. Suzy definitely knew how to play that outfit.

There the innocence ended, though, as she started to lick the lolly very suggestively, and turning around, bent over in front of me. Her slender legs stayed straight, and her short plaid skirt rode up, revealing pink panties with the word “SEXY” written across them. Suzy shook her ass, shoved the candy in her mouth, and then placed both hands on her ankle. Looking me seductively in the eyes, she slowly slid her hands up her calf, knee, thigh, hips, and then threw them over her head, just as some loud base played through my office sound system.

She turned back around, and took the two steps to get to me, before placing her hand on my left shoulder, and walking clockwise around, dragging her hand along my chest and the back of my neck. Where her fingers brushed, goose bumps rose. When she was again in front of me, she put her left leg on my armrest and started undulating her body. She let her leg fall, as she sat in my lap, and reached between us, to untie the middle of her shirt. She shrugged it off, as she ground her thighs atop mine, our pelvises mere inches apart.

Suzy had on a lacy white bra, but I could easily see her long nipples trying to poke out. She grabbed my head, pulling it to her chest, and plastered her body to mine, still moving her hips. I couldn’t stop myself from nipping at the soft flesh at my lips.

There was no doubt that Suzy was a great dancer, and knew her stuff, but sometimes she seemed stiff, and at other times she seemed to be off from the music playing. Despite these faults, I was still rock hard, when she stood, unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the ground, revealing her pink panties to full view. She bent over in front of me, offering me a great view of her cleavage and ran a single finger from my lips, down my chest, to the bulge in my crotch. She winked at me as she pushed against it for a second, and then spun away. Reaching behind her back, she unsnapped the bra, letting it fall from her shoulders.

When she turned back around, she was covering her breasts with her hands, but had let her long nipples poke out between her fingers. I grinned at the ploy, knowing that she usually got quite a few hoots and hollers when she was on the dance floor.

Almost with the timing of two base beats, she showed first one breast, then the other. A couple beats later, she dropped her panties, finally standing in the nude.

She sat in my lap, facing away from me, and pressed her ass hard against my groin. I barely stifled my moan as she did this. I had to be a judge here, and remain impartial, I tried to tell myself.

She grabbed my hands, and brought them around to her large nipples. I started to twist them between my fingers, and she plopped her head back on my shoulder. “If I win, you’ll get a special treat afterwards,” I barely heard her whisper over the final crescendo of the music ending.

“My turn at defense,” Betty said, and I reluctantly let Suzy go. I didn’t like that she was trying to bribe me, but I wondered how Betty would do.

I played the requested music, and sat back in my chair, while Suzy watched, still naked, from the side of the office on my couch.

Betty had a long pointer in her hand, that she beat against her other hand in time to the music. She did a slower step than Suzy had done being hampered slightly by the longer skirt. When she was in front of me, used the pointer to tap against my arms, chest, thighs, and even groin, again, in time to the music. When she touched the stick lightly to the bulge in my pants, she put on a fake surprised look, and covered her mouth with her other hand.

She too walked around me, using the stick to keep in touch with me. I realized I was comparing the two dances too closely, and even though I was supposed to be judging them on their moves, it really wasn’t fair to do so, as the similar moves were standard stripper moves. Of course they would be the same.

Betty unbuttoned her blouse, and leaned forward, placing her hands on the armrests of my chair. “Slip it off my shoulders, student,” she ordered loudly enough that Suzy had to hear. Placing my hands on the sides of her neck, I slid them back, removing her shirt from her shoulders, and leaving her in a skimpy red bra that was completely see through.

Betty stepped back, and unzipped her knee length skirt, letting it fall to reveal matching see through panties. She planted herself in my lap, and started moving her hips against me, before saying, “You’re not done yet, student.” I was really enjoying how she was playing the role of teacher, as I unsnapped her bra, finally setting her massive jugs free.

It occurred to me that Betty was stripping much faster than Suzy had. Suzy knew how to draw in her audience, where Betty was trying to get her wares out there as fast as she could. Both ploys were good, but which one was better?

Betty’s red panties soon hit the floor, and she sat back in my lap, this time facing me. She pulled my head to her right breast and my lips to her dark nipple. While this was usually further than any of the girls went out on the dance floor, this was something that tended to happen in the private rooms.

I started to suckle the tasty teat, as Betty moved her hands from my head, down to my groin. I felt her undoing my pants, and wondered how Suzy would react at this. It wasn’t until Betty had my long member out of my pants and she stood up that Suzy noticed.

“That’s cheating!” She exclaimed indignantly.

“I believe the term is ‘objection’,” I told her. “If you object, then get over here and state your case.”

She just looked at me for a second, before jumping up, and running over to us. By that time, Betty was already on her knees, my cock only inches from her large lips. Since my lap was already taken, Suzy proffered me her long nipples, which I gladly sucked up, gently sliding my teeth along them.

I moaned as Betty swallowed my cock down her throat. Her hand was massaging my balls, while her other hand roamed across my chest and stomach.

I had to smile inwardly at how well this had all turned out in my favor.

I reached between Suzy’s legs, and moved my hand frantically back and forth over her clit, making her gasp and moan.

Betty’s lips left my cock as she looked up at me. “So how do we decide this?” She asked.

“I guess whoever gets my cum wins,” I told her releasing Suzy’s nipple.

Suzy then dropped down, and shouldered Betty aside to get her lips on my cock. Betty fought back, and soon I had my penis between two sets of lips.

Betty would go down, and start licking and sucking on my sack, while Suzy swirled her tongue around the head, only to change places a moment later and Betty would be deep throating me as Suzy played with my balls.

Despite the pretense that had started this, I felt bad that I was the only one getting pleased. I stood up, and both women looked up at me, expectantly, probably thinking I was ready to choose. Instead, I lead them over to my couch, and had Betty sit on my face in a sixty-nine, and Suzy got between my legs to continue helping the black woman.

Betty started moaning and grinding her hips against my mouth and tongue, sending vibrations through my cock lodged in her throat.

Suzy stopped playing with my balls, and a second later Betty’s lips left my cock as she sat up.

“Hey, that’s no fair… I mean, objection!” I heard Betty say as Suzy climbed into my lap, and started rubbing my cock against her hole.

I sucked hard on Betty’s clit, and she suddenly climaxed, forgetting her objection as Suzy gently impaled herself on my pole.

I moaned as I slid into the sexy Asian woman, and reached up to start playing with Betty’s large black boobs, only to find that Suzy’s lips were already latched onto one. I almost came right then, but didn’t want to hand Suzy the victory that easily.

I moved the hand that would have gone to Betty’s breast over to Suzy’s, and enjoyed the thought that I now had a different colored breast in each hand. I liked playing with Suzy’s long nipples, and Betty’s large breasts. As I moved my hips rhythmically, I could hear Suzy’s moans, muffled against Betty’s tits.

“Oh, fuck! That feels so good! Suck my clit again, oh yeah, just like that! Mmm, I’ve never had a girl suck my tits before. Oh, Gawd, I think I am going to cum again!” Betty yelled, and my face was once again covered in her juices, about the same time Suzy’s pussy contracted around my cock.

Betty stood up, and pulled Suzy off of me, claiming it was her turn. I stood up, and Suzy just lay on the couch with a dreamy look on her face. Betty looked at me, wondering what I was doing, so I had her bend over Suzy, as I prepared to enter her from behind.

I rubbed my slick cock up and down her pink slit for a few seconds, before thrusting into her in one powerful move. She grunted, but took it, throwing her head back and moaning as I started going in and out of her at a steady pace.

Betty glanced from Suzy below her, to me behind her a couple times, and I saw her get a determined look in her eyes. She bent down lower, sucking one of Suzy’s long nipples between her lips, and I saw her right hand go for the other woman’s crotch. Suzy’s eyes flew open at the touches, and she looked in shock at the woman pleasing her, before placing her left hand on the back of Betty’s head, and I felt her other hand around my balls as she played with Betty’s clit.

This seemed to set Betty on another climax, as her already tight pussy started milking my cock for all it was worth. I had to slow my rhythm, lest I started to cum myself.

“Mmm, yeah! Finger my pussy. Suck my nipples! Oh, yeah. You really know how to please a woman!” Suzy started to mewl. “Ah, fuck yes!” She screamed as her whole body started to convulse. Suzy started pushing Betty’s head down to her crotch, and again she looked at me with that determined expression before moving down. I knew the second that Betty’s beautiful big lips touched the oriental woman’s pussy as Suzy started moaning again in earnest.

I got an idea, and moved Betty sideways, until I was able to step over Suzy’s head. Suzy must have known what I was after, for a second later I felt her tongue on my balls as I slid in and out of Betty. This was starting to be too much for me, but I held back as long as I could.

Suzy started to cum first, shaking and moaning beneath Betty and me, soon followed by Betty, as her cunt clamped down on my cock.

I pulled out, my own climax imminent and stood over the two women, still locked in their sixty-nine position. I shot my cum over the both of them, smiling as it slid off Betty’s side to drip onto Suzy. I’m not sure either woman noticed though, as they just continued to suck and lick each other’s pussies.

Grinning, I went back to my desk to work, but after a couple minutes of them still going at it, I realized I was once again hard, and decided I might as well rejoin the fun.

I watched jealously, as Amber deftly reached into her shirt, and pulled one swollen breast out, bringing Anna’s face to the already hard nipple. My hungry daughter latched on, sucking the milk from it.

“Good news,” the doctor said, coming back into the waiting room, “Looks like everything with mom has healed properly, and your daughter also seems to be quite healthy.” Amber gripped my hand at this news, and I couldn’t help but smile as well. If Amber were fully healed, then I could put my plan into action soon… I was just glad no one had found the stuff Joe had gotten for me.

The doctor shook both our hands, as I escorted Amber and my feeding daughter out.

“I hope you don’t have plans tonight, John,” Amber told me as I pulled onto the freeway.

“Plans?” I asked, thinking she had somehow read my mind. If she knew what I was planning, everything could be ruined… Or maybe not. I wasn’t sure if she would help or hinder, but I thought it best to play dumb at the moment.

“As soon as Anna goes to sleep, I am ravishing that body of yours!” It took a second for my mind to switch gears, but as soon as it did, I felt a grin nearly split my face. “You have no idea how horny I’ve been these last weeks, hearing you and Dixie go at it and knowing I couldn’t join. Well, tonight you are mine!”

“And what if I have to work?” I teased. I had made sure to have tonight off, just in case the doctor gave the ‘okay’.

“Oh, well if you really don’t want to…”

I smiled, as I let my hand fall upon her knee, and start working slowly up her stockinged legs. She didn’t try to stop me, as my fingers trailed to her inner thighs, pushing back her skirt, revealing her G-string and stocking covered crotch. I felt almost giddy as she sucked in her bottom lip, and closed her eyes, anticipating me touching her most private of spots.

My fingers lightly grazed the inadequate cloth protecting her pussy, and she sighed audibly. If I hadn’t already been hard from just the thought of having this wild redhead in my bed again after so long, that sigh would have made me hard.

The only problem was it also woke Anna up, and she started crying in the back seat.

Amber grabbed my hand and pulled it away, making me sigh for a different reason. She reached back, and started rubbing Anna’s cheek, cooing to her to calm her down. She was still keeping her calm as we pulled into the driveway.

Once inside, Amber took her back to their room, and I saw Dixie lounging on the couch.

“What’d the doc say?” She asked, looking up from the book she was reading.

“She’s all healed up, and Anna’s doing great too.” I said, as I picked up her feet, plopped myself down, and dropped her bare feet back in my lap. I decided to be a nice guy, and started rubbing them for her.

“Mmm, that feels good,” she heaved a large sigh, “I guess I won’t be getting any tonight then? No, no. It’s alright. You need to spend some alone time with Amber anyway. I really think she deserves it!” She went back to reading her book and I thanked my lucky stars that I was living with such understanding women.

That is, until Geo walked into the room, glared at me and Dixie, and then stormed off down the hallway, probably headed towards her own room. I tenderly kissed Dixie’s toes, and then stood up, heading after my sister. I wasn’t sure what I was going to say to her, but knew that if my plan was going to work, I had to get her to forgive us.

“Geo, can I come in?” I asked, knocking lightly on her door.

The door flew open, and I suddenly found myself facing her fierce green-eyed stare. “That depends,” she said, her tone at odds with the look in her eyes.

“I just want to talk,” I quickly informed her.

“Talking isn’t what I want from you.”

We stared at one another for a moment, and I scrambled to think of what to say next, when something occurred to me.

“Do you love me?”

The shock that registered in her eyes was worth the question, if nothing else, but was quickly followed by anger.

“How can you ask me that? Haven’t I told you I love you? Don’t I WANT to carry your baby? Sometimes I think it is YOU that doesn’t love ME!” Geo’s voice was loud now, and I could hear Anna crying in Amber’s room. Her words hurt, as they sank in, but I stuck to my plan.

“I do love you, but I am curious about something…” I paused to see what she would sat, but she only raised an eyebrow, so I hurried on. “How am I supposed to change my mind, and give in, when you practically ignore me, and when you do give me any attention, it is only to glare at me?” I saw the confusion in her eyes as I spoke, and knew she was starting to war with herself. “It is kind of hard for me to get in the mood, when you treat me like that.” I turned and walked away, not giving her the opportunity to respond.

I headed into Amber’s room, to see if she needed any help with Anna, but found them both resting on the bed, and silently tip-toed back out. I was halfway down the hall, when my phone rang. The cops were at my club, and needed me down there right away.

I nearly flew down the streets to the club, wondering what on Earth the cops were doing there. I followed all the laws, and had all the proper permits.

When I pulled up, there was one police car parked out front, as well as a really nice looking red Ferrari, and Larry’s large pickup. I began wondering if some drunk had started to cause some sort of problem, and that was the reason for my coming down here.

Larry, the club’s other owner, met me just inside the door. He seemed nervous, but didn’t say much as we went back to the office. I was shocked to see someone sitting behind my desk.

She had to be in her late thirties by the wrinkles that were just visible around her eyes, but her body spoke of a woman in her twenties, as did the shine in her eyes. Her chestnut brown hair was loose, and flowed easily down her back. She was stunning to look at for her age, but she only looked back at me with little or no interest.

“John, I presume?” She said as she stood, and offered me her hand. As I took it, I noticed the two police officers flanking her, and wondered once again what was going on. “My name is Carol. Now I hate to ask this, but can I please see some ID?”

“Am I in some kind of trouble?” I asked, as I reached for my wallet. Larry’s nervousness was palpable, but the two police officers seemed to be completely at ease, if not bored.

Carol’s eyes smiled as she took my driver’s license. “Not at all. My, so young to own a strip club, aren’t you?”

“We’ve already discussed that, Carol,” Larry said next to me, a bit angrily, and I turned to look at him. His eyes were darting from Carol, to the police, and back again.

“Ahem, yes. Well, you do appear to be who you say you are, John,” Carol handed me back my license. “Please have a seat.”

I sat in the indicated chair, only slightly disgruntled that I was at the wrong end of MY desk.

“Larry here has made an amazing offer, and I think it best if you take it, John,” Carol continued when all but the police were seated. “Why don’t I let him tell you?”

If looks could kill, Carol would be dead where she sat. Larry again looked to the two cops, before turning to me, and sighing. “John, since I sold you half of this club, the revenues have more than doubled, and I even heard that The Big Apple, across town is having to close their doors, because we’ve taken away too much of their business.” This was big new to me, as The Big Apple was our biggest competitors, and up until I had done some remodeling, they had even been a bigger club than us.

Larry’s eyes once again went to Carol and the cops, before he swallowed and continued. “I thought it only fair to reward you, by offering to sell–” Carol cleared her throat, and Larry dropped his gaze to his lap. “–To give you the club completely.”

My heart was thundering in my chest as he said this. I knew I could have had him paid off in a few years, at the rate the club had been performing at, but for him to offer to GIVE it to me, was just too much. Then I truly noticed all of Larry’s behavior, and looked back to the bored cops.

“Are you in some kind of trouble?” I asked, concerned.

Carol cleared her throat again, bringing my attention to her. “I have the contract here. There are a few stipulations in it, of course. You are not allowed to hire Larry as an employee, and he is not allowed to have any contact with you in the future. All deeds, rights, and income will become yours, as soon as you sign a few dotted lines.”

The deal was good, no… It was more than I could have hoped for, but seeing the anguish on Larry’s face gave me pause. He had always done right by me in the past, and had even made me a partner in this club. I didn’t know if I felt right taking this away from him.

I opened my mouth to protest, but Carol cut me off. “Look, John,” I was starting to get annoyed at the way she kept saying my name, “look at it this way: Larry has to enter into protective custody. He can’t keep his portion of the club, and do this, so he is giving it to you. He can’t sell it to you, because from today on, he can have no further contact with you, this club, or even any of his family. If you don’t take it, the club will have to be closed down.”

I thought of Suzy, his niece, and wondered if she knew.

“Take the deal,” Larry hissed at me, and I looked at the form Carol had slid in front of me.

In the end, I signed the papers, with only one change. What else could I do? It was either take full ownership, or lose it all.

The sun was setting as I drove home, and thoughts of Amber helped lift my spirits. I was starting to imagine walking into the house, stripping off my clothes as I walked back to her room, and ravishing her right there, or maybe wherever I found her.

Where I found her was on the couch, Anna busily sucking away on a plump tit. Unfortunately I already had my shirt off.

I called everyone into the family room, and told them the ‘good’ news, about me now being the full owner of the club. Everyone congratulated me, even Geo, giving me a big hug, and a warm smile. Apparently my talk with her had done some good after all.

“I thought we could celebrate tomorrow night,” I told them.

“Why tomorrow and not tonight?” Amber asked, and I gave her a significant look. “Oh! Right.” She actually blushed. It is a rare thing when Amber blushes, and we all laughed.

“Here, let me take Anna,” Geo offered, much to all of our shock. It wasn’t that her taking care of the little girl was surprising, but that she had to know what Amber and I were going to do, if she were freed up. She confirmed that with her next words, “Don’t look so surprised! I know I can’t stop you from doing what you want, and it was wrong of me to even try. Now are you two going to go back there and screw, or do I need to show you how?” I knew it was the closest to an apology I would ever get out of her.

I almost invited her back, but then I remembered my plan, and also considered that Amber really deserved some alone time with me, and started to tickle Amber, chasing her back to her room.

As soon as the door was closed, Amber flung her arms around my neck, and mashed her lips to mine. I held her tight to me, as our lips and tongues told each other what words were inadequate for. Her perfume was intoxicating, and her kisses were making me light headed, till she pulled away, and her clear blue eyes pierced me.

“Thank you for talking with your sister. I don’t understand how you have us all wrapped around your finger, but you’d better never let us go.”

I reached down, and grabbed her small rear, lifting her up into my arms. “Who has who wrapped around their fingers?” I asked, but silenced any comment she might have made, by kissing her again.

I walked us over to the bed, and sat her on the edge, pulling off her shirt. I went back to kissing this beautiful redhead, as I crawled onto the bed, forcing her back to lie down, as she hurriedly undid her pants. As soon as she had them unbuttoned, I nearly tore them off of her. My hand went for her baby blue panty covered crotch, as I kissed along her cheek, sucking for just a second on her earlobe, then nibbling down her jaw, the gentle slope of her neck, across her chest, and then undid the left flap to her maternity bra. Her breast was large and swollen from the milk within, and I looked to her for permission before tasting her.

Her hands on the back of my head, mashing me down gave me my answer, and for the first time, I tasted her nipple, without the nipple rings. At first I only licked around the hard knob of her nipple, tasting a small amount of milk that had leaked out. It tasted sweet, and a little weird, but not bad. Nothing like what a cow’s milk tasted like either, the odd thought crossed my mind. Suddenly very thirsty, I tried to suck as much of her breast into my mouth at once, then slowly squeezing it out with my lips, till I was sucking hard on her nipple. Amber moaned loudly, as her fingers dug into my scalp, and my mouth was filled with her milk.

My hand on her pussy hadn’t been idle while I imbibed on her mother’s nectar. I quickly found her clit through the material, and lightly stroked it, teasing her. Her hips tried to rise against my hand, demanding more pressure, but I only pulled back, trying to keep the feathery touch. When she moaned from what my mouth was doing, I pressed my hand down, and started rubbing furiously back and forth.

Her moaning grew louder, and I picked up the pace, knowing that she was getting close to her first orgasm. Sure enough, a couple seconds later, her body went rigid, and then started to shake, and I felt her panties get wetter.

Reluctantly I released her feeding nipple, and pulled her panties down, and off of her. I leaned over, and planted soft kisses along her belly, kissing from side to side, slowly working my way down. I skipped kissing her shaved mound, and instead kissed her inner left thigh, heading up to the juncture of her legs. When I was right next to her pussy, I sucked hard on the tender skin between where her pussy and leg met. She squealed as I did this, making me smile.

“Gawd, it has been so long! I want you in me John!” Amber demanded, but I wasn’t done down here yet.

I licked her outer labia, and once again felt her hands on the back of my head, trying to get me to the good parts. Figuring I had teased her enough, I shoved my tongue in as far as it would go, relishing the satisfied sigh that escaped her pleased body. Her pussy was soaked, and it was all I could do to lap up her juices, occasionally sucking on her clit, renewing the flood. She went through two orgasms like this, before she painfully grabbed my ears, and hauled me up to her face.

“I think play time is over!” She informed me, and the lust and desire I saw burning in her eyes told me to listen well. “Get those pants off now!”

I did as commanded, while she removed her bra.

I looked at her as she lay back down, and I could still see a little where the baby fat still clung to her, but if anything, it only fanned my desire for her. My heart beat almost painfully in my chest, as I admired my daughter’s mother.

“I love you, Amber,” I whispered, knowing she could hear me. “I truly and honestly do.”

The smile that split her face could have thawed Mount Everest; it was so full of love and warmth. “Oh, get down here, you big romantic! I love you too.”

Our lips met again, and I knew she could taste herself on me, as I positioned my hard rod for her soft hole. As soon as we were aligned, I started to press in, surprised at the resistance. It wasn’t that it was hard to get in, she was absolutely wet enough, but I had thought that after giving birth, she would have been a little looser.

“The doctor told me he gave me an extra stitch, when he stitched me back up.” Amber whispered in my ear, as though she had read my mind. I didn’t even know that such a thing was possible, but the way her inner folds were massaging and squeezing me, I had to admit, it felt good.

Amber began to nibble on my earlobe as I worked my fat member into her, finally joining our hips to the sounds of two very satisfied “ahh”s.

I lifted my head up, to look Amber in the eyes, as I slowly began to move my hips, pulling out till just the head was still inside her, then slowly sliding my length back in, relishing every inch of her.

I felt her hands on my buttock, squeezing, and pulling me back to her, with every stroke. I let her hands set our pace, and soon we were both grunting, as I pounded into this sexy mother.

“Oh, Fuck! Yes, right there! Keep… Going… Right… THERE!” Amber screamed, and her cunt gripped my tool as she came once again. Amber shuddered under me, as I kept sawing into her, making her orgasm last longer and longer.

As she relaxed, I pulled out of her, listening to her disappointed moan, until I rolled her onto her right side, and lifted her left leg. Straddling the leg still on her bed, I positioned myself at her sideways hole, and slid back into her.

“Shit, that’s deep,” she cried as her head flopped onto her arm, and her left hand started to play with her leaking nipples. I reached down to where we were joined, and started vigorously rubbing her clit as I moved my hips along her thigh. I knew I was getting close, but so was she.

“Ho…ly… FUUUUCK!” Amber came again, and this time her convulsions forced me out of her, as her left leg pushed me away.

I lay down to watch her, as her body was wracked with paroxysms of pleasure. It took a couple minutes for her to stop shaking. Her eyes met mine, and I couldn’t hide the smile I felt inside, as she got an evil look in her eyes. She jumped on top of me, her hands holding my shoulders down, and grinding her twat along the length of my shaft. “No one has EVER made me cum like that before!” She told me, as she gazed into my eyes, and I knew it for truth. I had never seen her cum for so long, or as powerfully before.

I shifted my hips as she continued to move hers, and soon felt myself slide back inside her, only to have her pull back off of me. “Uh-uh… that hole needs a little rest. I think you are slippery enough,” she said with a wink. Amber reached down, and grasped me at my base, aiming it for her ass. She gently pressed down, and I squinched my eyes shut in pleasure as her sphincter gently slid down my soaked pole, till she was full seated in my lap. “Oh, it has been awhile back there too!” She exclaimed once she was completely impaled.

I leaned up, and pulled her down to me, latching my mouth onto the nipple I had neglected earlier. Sweet mother’s milk once again filled my mouth, as her colon sucked hungrily on my cock. Her hips moved at a furious frenzy, and despite the break I had received from watching her last orgasm, I knew that there was no chance of lasting much longer.

I felt the first churnings, and released the tasty teat long enough to moan, “Oh, Gawd!” and then let loose with a powerful orgasm of my own, that left me weak and shuddering under a moaning and cumming redhead. Her colon massaged my cock, lengthening my own climax, and continuously making me shudder, which in turn lengthening Amber’s climax as well.

Exhausted, but completely satisfied, we both fell asleep knowing that Anna was in good hands.

* * *

The next day dawned bright and wonderful, as thoughts of what I planned ran through my mind. That is, until doubts started to creep in. Would they figure it out? Would any of it work? The more I thought about it, the more transparent the whole idea seemed, until finally in frustration I had to leave the house. Ostensibly I was headed out to do some shopping, and I realized that that was a better excuse than I realized, as I really did need to get food for our party tonight.

My phone rang as I was pulling into the parking lot, and I answered, seeing that it was Geo calling. “I was just wondering if you were planning on inviting anyone over for tonight, or not.”

“After the way our last couple parties went, I thought to keep it to just us tonight,” I told her, hoping she wouldn’t see through me.

“Oh, okay.” Was that disappointment I heard in her voice? Probably hoping to get another crack at Jason. If everything worked out, she would soon be forgetting him. “Don’t forget to get some bread, then. We are almost out.”

I promised that I would, and while I was still nervous about tonight, somehow the talk with my sister had left me feeling better.

I gave Diane a quick call, and asked if she would mind watching Anna tonight, and was grateful when she agreed.

I took my time doing the shopping, knowing that I would have a lot of extra money in the budget at the end of the month.

Afterwards I drove to a coffee shop near the house that I knew the girls frequented, and purchased them all their favorite drinks.

By the time I finally made it home, it was late afternoon, and time to start cooking. The girls each gave me a quick peck as thanks for their drinks, even Geo, and I got to work on the food. The girls kept offering to help, telling me that they were celebrating for me, and I should be relaxing, but I had other plans, and kept shooing them out of the kitchen.

I did have Amber make drinks for everyone, and sipped mine slowly as dinner finished cooking. I laid everything out on the table, setting a special plate before each of my girls, and treating them as royally as I could. I then pulled out the expensive wine I had purchased, to the ‘ooh’s of the three pretty women, and poured each of them a glass.

The meal passed by quickly, and I made sure to eat everything off of my specially prepared plate. As soon as I was finished, I stood and refilled each glass.

Standing behind my chair, I lifted my glass to them, and smiled. “Almost a year ago, I turned eighteen, and a week later had a night that would change my life forever.” I looked Amber, Geo, and Dixie in the eyes as I spoke, demanding their attention. “That night was the beginning of my fall. For after that, I fell for each of you. Amber, your red hair, and wild nature suit you well. Dixie, you are shy at times, but I love how you always go for what you want.” I paused then to look at Geo. “Geo, you have always been a part of my life as my sister; I have looked up to you, and have always admired you. The three of you are the smartest, most talented, and sexiest women I know. I love you with all my heart, but there is a small lie that I must confess to.” I waited to see their reaction. Geo scowled, and Dixie looked confused, but Amber just kept staring at me, waiting for me to continue. “I lied when I said I was now the sole owner of the club.” Confusion now painted all three faces, and Geo’s scowl deepened as well. I couldn’t hold back my smile as I finished, “The club is owned by four people now, and they are all in this room.”

I waited for that to sink in. All three understood almost immediately, and nearly jumped out of their chairs, in their haste to hug and kiss me.

“I don’t understand, though. Why did Larry give us the club?” Dixie was the first to talk.

“He had some urgent business that he had to go to, and wanted to leave it in good hands. He told me that he wouldn’t be coming back. I told him that if he wanted it in good hands, then I knew just the hands to leave it in, and he changed the contract right there to include all of you.” I explained, having to fib only a little. I had changed the contract, but it had been Carol that had agreed to it. “Now you see why I have been serving you all night,” I said with a wink. “This celebration isn’t just for me, but all of us.”

As they all hugged me again, I heard Amber say, “I know someone who is getting a special treat tonight.”

“Count that treat as doubled,” Dixie quickly piped in.

We all looked at Geo, who had pulled away a little bit. Before she could have the chance to back out, I spoke up. “Ladies, there is more that I have planned.” They all looked at me expectantly. I quickly went to my room, and pulled the bottom drawer of my dresser out. Underneath was the stash of weed Joe had delivered so many weeks ago. I had already used up everything else he had dropped off, in making our food. If all went according to plan, and the Viagra fueled bulge in my pants suggested it just might, this party was going to end with a number of ‘bangs’.

Three sets of eyes glittered as I held the bag up. Amber ran to go get the papers, and Dixie started separating out the weed.

“I know what you’re planning,” Geo whispered in my ear, and I snaked my arm around her waist, grabbing her ass in the process of pulling her tighter to me. Her perfume was intoxicating, as I nuzzled into her neck.

“Is that so?” I asked, and she had to push herself away from me. I could see the desire and lust battling with her decree to not let me back in her till I agreed to her demands. For a moment, I almost confessed my decision, but was enjoying this game too much. How much sweeter the victory, if she came to me first? I only hoped that the drugs I had put in their food worked as Joe had advertised.

I had to quickly shift my own bulge, which Geo couldn’t help but notice, and I could have sworn I saw her lick her lips.

Amber took the first hit from the joint, handing it to Geo next. My sister looked at me, and kept her eyes locked on mine as she pulled in a large drag, holding it for some time, before finally coughing it out to our cheers.

Dixie took the next puff, and then plastered her lips to mine, filling my lungs with the smoke as she kissed me. I had to break the kiss to cough, but the act had turned me on more than I would have thought. My cock was almost starting to hurt, it felt so big.

I took my own hit, and Amber not wanting to be outdone, kissed me, sucking it out of me. We all started to enjoy this game, until Geo took her next hit, and we wondered what she would do. She looked at the three of us, then leaned over, and kissed Amber, wrapping her hands behind the redhead, and moaning as she transferred the hit from her lungs to the other woman’s.

The kiss started to get pretty heavy as both women’s hands began to explore, and I felt Dixie’s hand on my knee start to work its way up to my crotch. I looked to the beautiful brunette, and smiled, before grabbing the back of her head, and pulling her in for another kiss. I could feel her hands worrying at my pants, and I dropped my hands to her waist, and then brought them back up, taking her shirt with them.

“I can’t believe how horny I am right now,” she told me as the shirt lifted over her head. “You should treat us like this more often!” She hungrily went back to kissing me, till she was able to get my pants down. As soon as my throbbing cock sprang free, she looked from it, back to me, then at it again. “Has it gotten bigger?” She asked in wonder, and I looked down, thinking that maybe the Viagra hadn’t been such a great idea. It did seem to be more swollen than normal, but all thoughts fled my mind, as she brought her tender lips down, and gently kissed the head.

I looked over to Amber and my sister as Dixie’s lips gently travelled down my cock, eliciting a moan from me. The other now women were now topless, and Geo was hungrily sucking the milk from Amber’s engorged breasts. Amber seemed to really be enjoying herself, as her fingers played through Geo’s strawberry-blonde tresses, and she moaned in delight.

I felt my cock hit the back of Dixie’s throat, as she started to swallow me down her gullet. I leaned forward on the couch a little, and started to rub her B-cup tits, paying special attention to her sensitive nipples. Her moan was gagged by my cock, but the vibrations sent a thril down my spine at the pleasure of it all.

I sat back up and pulled off my own shirt, before whispering to Dixie, “I want to taste you too.” Dixie grinned widely as she stood and removed her pants. I lay back on the couch, and waited for her to straddle my face. As soon as her shaved pussy was in reach, I leaned up, sucking her lips into my mouth, while I reached between us to return to fondling her breasts.

“Mmm, yes, that’s it Amber,” I heard Geo cry out. “Suck my pussy! Make me cum all over that creamy white skin of yours! Oh, oh OH!”

I increased the power of my sucking, and noticed Dixie doing to same in return. I pulled her clit between my teeth, and gave it a small nibble, sending her crashing into an orgasm that flooded my face with her juices.

As soon as she had recovered, she sat up, spun around, and slid her wet pussy down my chest and stomach, till my cock butted against her slick slit. Without stopping, she continued to press back, swallowing me deeper and deeper into her canal, until her clit pressed firmly against the base of my cock.

“Oh, fuck, that HAS gotten bigger! I feel like you are about to split me in two!” Dixie leaned forward, and brought her lips to mine, and the hunger from our bodies took over, as we melded our two bodies together. I reached down, and groped her ass, trying to increase her pace, and making her cum atop me. She had to break the kiss in order to breathe as her body was overcome by pure joy.

As she shook above me, I looked over to Amber and Geo and saw my chance. They were locked into a sixty-nine position with Geo on top, her ass and pussy facing me. As gently as I could, I lifted the recovering Dixie off of me, and stood behind Geo. Amber must have been able to see what I planned, but she made no move either for or against me, as I gripped my sister’s hips, and slid easily into her cum and saliva soaked twat.

I held on tight, as her head flew up, and she turned to look at me, lust and rage warring in her eyes. “What do you think you’re doing?” She demanded, but I just kept my silence, feeling Amber’s tongue sliding from my balls to Geo’s pussy. I started to move my hips, smiling as Geo tried to get away, only her pussy belied that she was enjoying this, as it massaged my swollen length.

Between Geo’s sucking pussy, and Amber’s talented tongue, I could feel my balls churning, bringing me ever closer to my first orgasm. I leaned forward, looking at Geo’s furious face as I whispered to her, “I’m cumming.” Her eyes went large as she felt the first volley from my cock erupt into her. Then she went wild, shoving back against me, rotating her hips around my spewing cock, and moaning loud enough, I was afraid the neighbors were going to call the cops on us.

When I was finally done unloading into her, I just continued to pump in and out. She looked at me in surprise and I delivered my second surprise. “I took Viagra tonight. That isn’t the only load you’re getting from me.” If I didn’t know any better, I would have thought that my words had started another orgasm in her, as her inner folds wrapped more tightly around my stiff member, increasing my enjoyment tenfold.

I decided to pull out of her though, as I hadn’t given my daughter’s mother much attention yet. As I slipped my cock covered in our mutual cum from my sister, I deftly slipped it into Amber’s mouth, and let her clean it off for me.

Geo whined for a moment, but saw that Dixie was over fingering herself, and must have decided to help her out. I watched as Geo began to lustily kiss the brunette, replacing her fingers with two of her own.

Amber pulled her lips from my cock, and looked up at me, her blue eyes glittering with her smile. “I guess it’s my turn now? I’m glad you did that for Geo. This place will be a lot happier again.”

I smiled as I lifted her face up to mine, and kissed her red lips. I could just taste the lingering traces of Geo and me, but ignored it as I sucked her tongue into my mouth, and gently laid her back. My tool lined up perfectly with her slot, and I easily slid into her, once again relishing in how tight she felt wrapped around my manhood. I arched my back, and pulled one of her nipples to my lips, tasting her milk again, and smiling. I knew some women preferred to let their breasts dry out after they stopped breastfeeding, but I hoped to be able to talk Amber into keeping hers. I wondered if my sister’s would taste just as sweet?

Amber’s fingers dug into my ass as I pounded into her, making her moan and scream in ecstasy. “That’s it! Fuck me with you huge cock. Fuck me and make me cum again!” I picked up my pace, as I felt Amber start to soak my crotch, and her nipple run dry. I wasn’t worried about Anna going hungry though, as there was plenty stored up in the fridge.

I looked over to Dixie and Geo, and noticed Dixie’s delightful derriere sticking up in the air, while her fist was buried in my sister’s cunt. Stepping behind Dixie, I ran the head of me penis up and down along her slit, before slipping it back into her. She moaned as I started up a steady rhythm, my hands kneading her ass. Not for the first time I wondered at the differences between the ways the three women felt. Dixie used to be the tightest, but now I had to give that title to Amber, after the doctor gave her that extra stitch. Geo was by far the warmest of the three, and the smoothest. All three felt like heaven when I was with them, and my heart sang, as I knew that once again we were a whole family.

Dixie was thrusting back against me, pulling her hand out of Geo, then pulling forward, and slipping up to her wrist into my sister. The sight was really starting to turn me on, and I felt my second load on its way as Dixie climaxed herself.

I quickly leaned back, extracting myself from Dixie, and then pulled the petite woman’s hand from Geo just in time to shove my cock in, and release my second load. Geo kissed me passionately, whispering, “Thank you” over and over again as I emptied myself inside her. I didn’t slow down my pace, and in fact tried to increase it, as I sensed that my sexy sister was coming close to her own orgasm.

“That’s it, John. Fill your sister’s cunt with your baby maker. Make me cum again on my brother’s cock! Oh, I have wanted you back in me for so long! Thank you, thank you, thank you! I love you. I promise to make you so happy, just keep FUCKING ME!” She nearly bit her own tongue as her body started to convulse under me.

I hunched my back, and pulled her left tit into my mouth, nibbling on her nipple to try and increase her enjoyment. I felt something brush my head, and looked up to see Amber sitting on Geo’s face. Smiling, I started to kiss my way up her belly, till I reached her swollen breasts, and started suckling the one I hadn’t emptied before. Amber’s hands grasped the back of my head, and tried to pull me tighter to her breast, as Geo started working on the sexy redhead’s pussy.

I felt hands reach under my arms from behind, pulling me back, and I looked up to see Dixie standing next to me. She leaned over, bringing her lips to mine, and I let some of the milk still in my mouth flood into hers. Her eyes flew open at first, realization dawning on her, and then she started sucking hard on my tongue trying to get the last vestiges of Amber’s milk from my mouth. As soon as we could no longer taste it, Dixie pulled away, stood in front of me, then bent over, forcing Amber to lean back some as Dixie started suckling the milk straight from her friend’s breasts. With her juicy twat only centimeters from my face, I wasn’t about to let that feast pass me up, and dove in, tongue first, tasting her sweet juices for the second time tonight.

I had to place my hands on Geo’s tits to keep my balance, as I tried to lick Dixie, and slide my cock in and out of my sister. I fiddled with her hard nipples, triggering Geo’s orgasm, which seemed to set us all off once more. Amber started moaning as she came on Geo’s mouth, and I soon found Dixie’s juices dripping from my chin, as I erupted for the third time into my loving sister.

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John closed the book, as Amber walked into the room, their daughter Anna walking along beside her.

“Did you finally finish your book?” She asked, seeing what was on the desk.

“I think so,” he said turning to look at the work that had taking him months to write. “I’m going to title it, ‘I Found My Sister Stripping’. What do you think?”

“I think it lacks originality,” a new voice said, as a very pregnant, strawberry-blonde woman entered the room. “Are you sure you want to be honest in that book about us being siblings?”

“I love you all with my complete heart. If people have a problem with that, then they are the ones with the problem, not me.” John told them earnestly.

“Well, you’d better hurry and get changed. Dixie is graduating in a couple hours, and you look a mess!” Amber informed him. She laid her left hand on his shoulder, smiling at the sight of the ring she wore on that hand. Her ring was matched by two others, each worn by the women in John’s life.

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Authors note:

I debated on whether to write this or not, but think that the part about Larry needs to be explained, as this is the end of this series, and it is highly unlikely that we will ever see him again.

Some of you might feel that he got a raw deal from everything, but those that read my ‘Subjects 0’ series know that he helped Harold out. Carol also knew this from reading Harold’s notes, and was taking vengeance on all those that helped him out. The only reason Carol didn’t take revenge on Betty, is that she likely saw her in the club, and being the (usually) prim lady she is, thought that that was punishment enough.

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The Advert – Rough Riding

by Jax_Teller

Introduction:
The story stands on it’s own but is the third installment of the Advert. Please Comment if you vote negative PLEASE?
The Advert – Rough Riding

By Jax_Teller

From The Advert:

I had been going through a dry spell sexually for some time and didn’t want a relationship. Given the lack of local freaks to fuck, I placed an ad on a kink website. The ad read: “ Rough Fuck wanted, I don’t want to know your name or where you work or any of that bullshit. I just need you to show up and get fucked. I will tell you what to do and you will do it or leave. That simple, no cuddles or hugging, Just raw fucking.” I really didn’t expect any responses, but that ad was the beginning to a very sexually active time in life.

Rough Riding

It was Saturday and I had planned on going on a March of Dimes Charity ride today and I got the Email. The mail asked if was still looking? from the Advert? I messaged back yeah when and where? The next message was 7 pm tonight in Charming? I messaged back sure I could make it, where was good? The next text had a picture attached and an address. I sent her a picture of me on the Harley and told her I’d be there.

Charming was almost an hour away but as Karma works the ride I was going to, ended ½ of the way there. I met with some friends and we did the ride together. The sound of 200 plus Harleys pulling out on to the road at the same time truly was rolling thunder. It was a perfect riding day and there was a lot of absolute Love in the brotherhood of riders united in a common cause.

As the ride ended I said good bye to my friends and proceeded down the road to Charming. The picture I received earlier was of a beautiful young woman. I thought about her most of the time I was riding imagining what she’d be like. The ride to her place was surreal knowing coitus was immanent without the courting dating rituals, social morals.

Arriving at the address I was about 5 minutes late, but figured it wouldn’t be an issue. I went up and knocked at the door to a nice duplex and waited. It took a minute of silence and then the lock opened and the door opened. I stepped inside checking behind the door and surveying the room. Janet the girl from the picture, was the only person there. She was wearing a pair of tight track shorts and a cut off tee shirt that barely covered her perky breasts.

I felt particularly over dressed in my leathers and she introduced herself and I said told my name and she led me to a bed room. As she entered she began undressing, which took about ten seconds. I started undress as she literally jumped on the bed. I took my layers of leather armor off and as Janet waited she started masturbating watching me get undressed. I was becoming self conscious about my age and size compared to this much younger woman.

Watching her spread open legs and her skilled masturbation technique had my cock fully hard by the time I was undressed. I crawled up on the bed between her spread legs and took her her luscious sweet smell and began to kiss up her thighs taking my time. As I got closer to her mount she pulled her hands away and starting messaging her breasts, tugging on her nipples.

I licked and sucked her pussy and clawed at the skin on sides and legs as I ate her scraping my finger nails scratching her. I could see her skin react to the contact and goose bumps formed. Janet started rocking her hips to the rhythm of her licking and I could feel her getting wetter.

I had sufficiently warmed her up and she was obviously enjoying her self . I moved up to my knees and grasped my cock, stroking it for effect, letting her know it was time. Janet flinched and feigned protest because she wanted her orgasm before I took about entering her treasure. I reached forward and slapped her face and then grabbed her behind the knees pushing them to her chest. My cock was hard and ready and I would wait no longer.

I didn’t need to let go as we seemed to align perfectly and my cock slid right into the entrance to her pussy. Janet pulled back as I began to push into her but the end effect was I stayed where I was. When she slid back down she impaled herself on my cock. My intent was to spear her with my cock, but her action had made it a simple insertion. I reached up and grabbed fists full of her tits and slammed forward fucking her hard.

I used her tits to control her body, fucking my cock with her body. She screamed out in pain, and I put one hand on her throat and her leg with the other pulling her legs open. I quicken my pace pulling almost out and then as hard and fast in as I could. Janet started to struggle to get free and I let go of her long enough to grab her by the hair and pull her to a kneeling position.

I pushed her face into the mattress by her hair and used my free hand to guide my cock back into her pussy. I picked my pace back up plowing in and out of her with abandon. As I was slamming her pussy, and she leaned forward collapsing, and in my eagerness to remain inside her I thrust once my as I pinned her down.

The head of my cock was dislodged as she pulled forward and as I thrust back into her, I met with a great amount of resistance and bent my cock. Then I felt it go back inside her, the tightness was different now though and Janet screamed. It was a different scream and I realized I had speared her asshole. I stayed inside her but held still as I listened to her cry. What I did not hear was the words stop or even no. She pushed back with her hand placing it on my leg to prevent me from plunging deeper into her, but didn’t struggle to push me off or out of her.

I waited a minute and she let the pressure of her hand lessen, I took as a sign to beginning to push in her asshole slowly. Quarter inch by quarter inch I pushed inside her as the pressure of her hand allowed. Her sobbing subsided, and I pulled my cock back and then started back inside. I went slowly as I had not intended to do this to her or prepared her for it. As I started to get a rhythm in and out of her she started to rock her hips to meet my thrusts.

Janet started moaning and pushing back hard, and as the pace picked up,she said oh my god, oh my god. And She really got louder and She screamed Oh my God I am coming. I felt her spasming and jerking and fell forward still crying out in orgasm. My cock slid out of her as she fell forward, and I slid around her, and grabbed her hair. Jerking my cock in her face.

I jerked my cock a couple times getting closer to her face. As I started to come holding her face close to my cock, she opened her mouth and took a couple squirts of come in her face and eyes.The real surprise was when she took my cock in her mouth and sucked my cock dry. I pulled my cock from her mouth and wiped my cock though my come on her face and back into her mouth.

I reached around and slapped her ass a few times and she pushed her butt up in the air, wiggling around. I was thoroughly enjoying my self and I wiped my cock in her hair and then stood up next to the bed. Janet stayed on the bed turning over onto her back and rubbed pussy with one hand. With her other hand she finished wiping her face of the remnants of my cock I missed with my cock and put her finger in her mouth fucking her mouth with all four fingers.

I started getting dressed and continued watched her as I finished dressing. Janet stopped as I turned to the bedroom door and walked naked with me to the front door. I said thanks and she said any time you got my email, keep in touch if you like. I said oh I liked you honey and walked out the door. She stood in the door until I started the motorcycle.

The ride home that night was a series of scenarios of with Janet. I thought about making another advert looking for friends with benefits. I had met a few people I had fun with and wanted to see if anyone might want more.

The End

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ABBIE, YOU’RE A BAD GIRL

by wirepaladin

Introduction:
Abbie Dunsmore craves a spanking and more from her husband
“Abbie, Abbie, Abbie, my God woman what have you done now.” I’m Abigail Dunsmore (nee Warton) and my loving husband Richard’s reading the mail and he certainly does not like what he’s just learned. It seems our mortgage payment to the Home Loan Society is two months in arrears. And of course I’m at fault, I manage our household finances.

“Abbie, how could this have happened, where’s your sense of responsibility? I supply you with sufficient funds to meet our obligations, the expenses of running the house and adequate money for your personal needs, what have you done?”

“Where’s your head dear, why do we have days like today? This morning I had no shirts ironed; you ironed one after I complained but as a consequence I was late getting to the office then I came home to the odor of a burning roast and now this, please explain.”

“Oh Dickie, I try to be responsible but I guess I’m just a flighty girl, I’ll try to do much better in the future, I really will.”

I can explain it to myself; I’m a conniving little bitch. I know what I want and now I think I’m going to get it. It’s not something I want all the time, every day, but every three or four months I need it. Of course I’d not ironed his shirt, to burn the roast I’d set the oven temperature to 450 degrees and the money for the past due mortgage payments was in my bank account. I’d catch up on the ironing and post the payments tomorrow. Unfortunately the roast was beyond the help of medical science.

“Abbie, I know you’ll try, you have my confidence but, perhaps a little reminder’s in order, please go upstairs, I’ll be up in a few minutes.”

“Oh please Dickie, no, I really do mean it, I’ll do better in the future, I promise.”

“Abbie, please, go and wait for me,” Richard ordered.

With a forlorn fearful face I trudged up. The look was for Dickie’s benefit, it wouldn’t pay for him to know all of my secrets, my knickers were damp. I was going go get a spanking, a well deserved spanking.

I’d learned at my father’s hand. W. Wallace Warton could be a severe man and he certainly was a believer in corporeal punishment. Please, I’m not implying that he was brutal, he wasn’t. He gave me the strap on two occasions but his punishments were appropriate to the transgression. I got the strap for coming home intoxicated when I was fourteen and again when I was suspended from school for being caught smoking marijuana in my junior year. They made their impression; I’ve not gotten drunk again although I do truly enjoy an occasional cocktail or a glass of wine and I’ve smoked nothing, marijuana nor cigarette since that day.

I don’t remember when he didn’t spank; I guess I was five or six the first time I went across his knee. It was on my bottom, over my dress. He gave me four or five good whacks then stood me up and explained why the discipline was necessary. That was Daddy’s way. The spanking then the lecture but you knew what was expected of you.

The more serious the deed the less protection I was afforded; over the dress, dress raised and on the panties or panties down; and always the lecture. I think I managed to average one a month until I left for home for college.

Mother wasn’t immune either, I’m sure Daddy still takes her in hand occasionally. She does have a penchant for mischief once in a while; I think I inherited my perverse desire for a warm bottom from her.

Initially I tried to avoid punishment. It hurt, oh not terribly so, the lectures were worse but I really didn’t look forward to a spanking. Then at age twelve, I’d just had my first menstrual period and I’d done something particularly devilish. He took me to his den, that’s where punishment was administered, and I lay across his knees. I never knew until I was in place which of the three ways I was going to get it. He lifted my skirt over my back and lowered my panties to my knees. I though, oh, oh, it’s on the bare.

He never gave more than ten whacks, usually less. This time I got the full ten. After five something happened to me, my tummy felt funny and I felt a tingling between my legs, a wonderful tingle then I felt wet and gooey down there, I lifted my hips up to accept my next five and I moaned. Daddy thought he’s hurt me, but no, it wasn’t pain.

He stood me up raised my panties and lowered my dress then explained why the spanking was necessary. I never heard a word. My legs were weak and I wanted to get to my room, why was I wet and what was that feeling?

Mother was just coming out of her room as I walked by. She stopped me saying, “Abbie, you look a little dazed, is something the matter?” She led me to her bed and we sat side by side.

“Mummy, Daddy spanked me.”

“Yes, I know,” she replied, “But that’s hardly the first time. What happened?”

So I told her. I told her how my tummy had roiled and I told her how I’d tingled, how I felt wet and gooey, but how nice it felt.

She reached under my dress and felt my panties then smiled at me, “Abbie I do believe you just had your first orgasm.”

We had our first discussion about the birds and the bees. She even explained sexual intercourse but she also pointed out the potential consequences, loss of reputation, pregnancy and such. She encouraged my to protect my virginity until my wedding night. She told me I’d have urges and explained self-gratification; masturbation if you will.

I went to my room and she went down stairs. I heard dished shattering and she swore. Loudly and clearly she swore. Not at all like my mother, we didn’t use foul language in our home. It simply wasn’t accepted.

Daddy tromped down the staircase. I heard him, he could be loud when he was angry, shout, “Mildred, the dishes can be replaced but the language is totally unacceptable, please come upstairs with me.”

And I thought, gosh, that was intentional, she wanted hers.

He took her to the den, the door closed but I could hear the muffled whacks, five of them.

When she left the den she stood in my doorway, she had tears in her eyes but a smile on her face. “Five on the panties,” she winked, “I always give him a few tears, it cuts down on the lecture, you should try it,” Like we were co-conspirators and, I guess we were. I took her advice, a few tears, for Daddy and now for my Dickie.

For the next six years, ‘til I left for school I was a willful girl requiring discipline at least once a week. Mother was better behaved or maybe it just took more for her to get to Daddy. She got hers every two or three weeks.

I met Dickie while I was in college. He’s a manager in my father’s firm and he’s so like Daddy he could be his son. Dickie’s father, as with my father believed in disciplining both his children and his wife. Dickie grew up in an atmosphere much the same as I and he accepted it as the proper way to conduct family life.

After we became engaged I’m convinced that Daddy had a talk with him about me and how he’d dealt with my strong headedness.

Dickie and I had a large church wedding and a fantastic two week European honeymoon. I was a virgin and his experiences were very limited. We might have been a bit clumsy in our love making but we made up for it with enthusiasm. For the first year of our marriage sex was bountiful, at least five or six times a week. We wanted children and we worked hard at getting a family started. I have nice wide hips, ideal for child bearing and full breasts, I wanted a baby to nurse on them. It didn’t happen.

After the first year and after my failure to conceive we both got physical examinations. There was nothing wrong with either of us. It just didn’t happen.

Perhaps it was the fact that our family wasn’t started, I’m not certain exactly the how or why of it but our sex life changed, from active to very pedestrian, from almost daily to once or twice a week. And my little itch came back.

Dickie’s not nearly as authoritarian as Daddy and it took a lot to finally get his goat. I over spent and he paid the bills, I was argumentative with him and sassy and he accepted it, I stayed out late with girlfriends and he forgave me. I wondered what it was going to take.

I sought the wise counsel of my mother.

“Abbie, if all else fails, embarrass him before friends, careful though, don’t go overboard, just enough, maybe a little sass or a bit of back chat, ok, let me know,” was her advice.

As it turned out we were having Jack and Jennie Newton to dinner the following Saturday evening. Jack was another manager in my father’s business and Jennie and I had been classmates at college. We’d all been friends for some time.

Dinner had been a success and we were in the living room. The guys were having cognac; Jennie and I were sipping wine. I was on my third glass. Maybe I needed it, a little “Dutch Courage” for what I was going to try to do.

My tummy was quivery when I contradicted Dickie the first time. He looked at me strangely; it was out of character for me. I was strident and a bit loud when I did it a second time. This time I got what I’ve learned is “The Look.” I think it was even a little embarrassing to Jack and Jennie. Our evening ended on a low note.

After the Newton’s had left I poured myself yet another glass of wine. Dickie commented, “Abbie I believe you’ve had enough.”

In a voice dripping with sarcasm I replied, “Whatever do you mean Dickie dear?”

“Abbie you embarrassed me this evening. I think Jack and Jennie noticed.”

“Now how did I embarrass you?” I asked.

“Abbie, you contradicted me on several occasions, you were loud and you were a bit obnoxious, that’s how you embarrassed me.”

“You mean because I didn’t agree with you, I’m not permitted to speak my mind now, is that it?”

“Abbie, of course you are entitled to speak your mind but there is a time and place for it and tonight was neither the time nor the place. I’m afraid you spoiled a wonderful evening with our best friends.”

“Oh pooh,” I scoffed.

I’d gone too far, from his expression I thought he might physically strike me. But Dickie’s not that sort of man. Instead, he took my hand and, saying, “I think we need to go upstairs,” he led me to the bed room. He sat on my vanity stool and stood me in front of him. He reversed my father’s process, I got my lecture first.

“Abbie, I deserve more respect than was shown this evening, please let’s not have a repeat performance,” he said and he bent me over his knees.

My cocktail dress came up and my panties came down and I got ten of his best. He hit harder than Daddy, the tears in my eyes were real but so was the tingle, I was wet.

When he’d finished he stood me up but instead of replacing my clothing as Daddy would have done, he lifted my dress over my head, turned me and unfastened my brassiere and took me to bed. Dickie was more aroused than he’d been since our wedding night and so was I.

We fell on each other, kissing passionately like young lovers. Dickie kissed my breasts, my nipples were hard as marbles and he sucked them, nipping and tweaking them. I could hardly stay still; I was squirming under his attention. He kissed down my body, licking and nibbling at first my tummy then my pubic hair, finally he opened me. He laved my slit, snaking his tongue into my vagina, tasting me then he tugged at my labia with his lips. At last he sought out my clitoris, I could feel that it was swollen, engorged, awaiting his mouth.

I was lubricating, I had been since the spanking and now it was heavier. When he took my clit between his lips and sucked me into his mouth, I came. The orgasms rolled through me, rippling my tummy, spasming my vagina, one before the next and Dickie was taking it all in. He’d always been hesitant about giving oral sex but now he was drinking from me like I was the fountain of youth. He laved me until I couldn’t take anymore, I was twisting and turning on the bed moaning, “No more Dickie, no more, oh, oh, oh, please no more.”

He rose between my thighs, God his erection was enormous, he grinned at me and mounted me. He rode me hard, gashing deeply into me, grunting with each throbbing thrust, fucking me like I’d never been fucked before. Damn, it was fantastic; I wrapped my legs around him and hung on for dear life. And he seemed insatiable; he went on and on, longer than he’d ever lasted before. Rutting me like he was a wild animal.

I felt him swell within me, I screamed, “Ooooooooh yessssss,” as my pussy erupted, my cum gushed, contraction after contraction forcing my fluids out and Dickie roared as he exploded into me; pulse after scalding pulse filled me.

Sunday mornings started early at our house. Breakfast at seven; Dickie had a standing tee time at eight. He, Daddy, Jack and another of the managers were the Sunday morning foursome.

As soon as he left I drove over to Mummy’s, I wanted to tell her how successfully her idea had worked.

“Good morning Abbie,” she greeted me, “What brings you out so early on a Sunday morning? Would you care for coffee?”

“Please Mummy; yes I’ll have a cup.”

She poured and said, “So tell.”

“Mummy, it worked perfectly,” I told her how our evening had gone.

“I thought perhaps it would. I know it certainly works with Wallace. I’ve had many a morning when I could hardly sit when I’ve done something like that.”

“Mummy, he beats you that hard?” I asked in amazement.

“Oh Abbie, you know how he spanks, no, it’s not from the spanking.”

“Mummy, tell me.”

She seemed a little embarrassed and flustered, she tried to deflect the question, saying, “Abbie, you don’t need to know all of our little secrets.”

“I tell you everything, Mummy, I want to know.”

“Your father likes my bottom dear.”

“Of course he does, you’ve got a cute bottom,” I told her.

“Thanks for the compliment but that’s not really what I meant, he likes to take my bottom, make love to me there.”

“No, not Daddy, not like that,” I was flabbergasted. “Daddy wouldn’t do that.”

“Abbie, sweetheart, of course he likes it. I truly believe every man likes it. Straight or gay, it’s the one thing all men have in common. Hasn’t Dickie ever tried?”

“No Mummy, never, why would men want to do that?”

“Honestly I think there are a couple of reasons. First maybe it’s like dining on forbidden fruit but mostly I think it’s about power and dominance.”

“How so? Mummy.”

“Think about it Abbie. Start across your man’s lap, your dress up and your panties down. Don’t you feel dominated, waiting for your spanking doesn’t your tummy get a little watery, don’t you experience just a little fear? I think that’s every man’s dream. The difference is, with our men it’s more than a dream, they’re living it. Wallace takes it a little further, once he’s turned my cheeks red he takes my panties off and guides me to the bed. Sometimes he takes my dress off but not always, sometimes he just flips it over my back. I’m on my knees with my head on my pillow waiting while he prepares me, he always lubricates me, he doesn’t want to hurt me. When he enters me I’m in a most subservient of positions and he in the most dominate, just for a few minutes he owns me.”

“My God Mother, doesn’t it hurt?” I asked.

“Sometimes just a little when he enters me but I’ve gotten use to it. It hurt a lot more when he first started but that was years ago. Now, truth be told, I like it; I like the little sting when he stretches me and I like the fullness I can feel in my bowels. I sometimes even have an orgasm if he plays with me just a bit.”

“Would Dickie like doing that, I wonder.”

“Dear, Richard is a man, he’d like it. Now go home, my panties have gotten damp just having this discussion. I need to plot so Wallace is in the right mood tonight.”

It was mid-afternoon by the time Dickie got back. I was in the kitchen dressed in a bikini that showed my bottom nicely. Dickie always had a few aches and pains when he came back from golfing, no carts for my boys, they walked.

I said, “Why not change into your suit and come out by the pool, I’ll fix a couple of gin and tonics and give you a back rub?”

“Oh Abbie, I can feel it already, I’ll be right out.”

I was waiting, two gin and tonics and some oil. Dickie lay on the lounge chair and I did his back for him.

We chatted the early afternoon away, nothing meaningful, he told me about his round of gold, I mentioned that I’d visited Mummy, general chit chat.

Finally, I said I needed to start supper and asked if he’d like another G&T, he did. I fixed it.

I took a quick shower to rinse off the chlorine, donned a sun dress and panties, no bra, barefooted and set about preparing the meal.

Dinner would be Dickie’s favorite; steak, yes my guy was a red meat loving carnivore, I had a pair of bone in rib eyes. I’d already baked two potatoes, I scooped out the flesh, seasoned it, mixed it with sour cream and grated cheddar and restuffed them. I’d heat them under the broiler. I tossed a salad, steamed some asparagus, sliced French bread and uncorked a bottle of Cabernet.

I stuck my head out and told Dickie that dinner would be on in fifteen minutes if he wanted to grab a shower. He did.

Our meal was pleasant; afterward Dickie put on some music we danced and sipped a little cognac.

A little after ten we went up to bed, I was in my gown and he was in his shorty pajama bottoms, I was lying on my tummy beside him. He was idly rubbing my back through my gown. He patted my bottom.

“Dickie, do you like my bottom?” I asked.

“Abbie, I think you have the most fantastic bottom in the whole wide world.”

“Dickie, I’m a little sore there, would you give me a massage, there’s some body lotion on the dresser.”

The lotion was apricot scented; he kneaded my buttocks and rubbed my hips. It was soothing. I was surprised, he separated my cheeks and kissed me, just a peck but he kissed me. Then with his lotion slicked finger he circled my ring. I wriggled my hips letting him know it was ok; he slipped into me, just a little but he’s penetrated me. He jerked his hand away as though he’d been scalded.

“Oh Abbie, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to do that.”

“Dickie, I’m not sorry, I’ve always thought of down there as dark, musty and dirty but I don’t think I do anymore. That felt nice. And Dickie, you kissed me, that was sweet, but what brought that on?”

There was a shyness in his voice, he said, “Abbie, I don’t know what inspired me, I guess I always thought the same way you just said, dark musty and dirty so I can’t tell you what came over me. I kissed you but I really wanted to put my tongue in you. I wanted to taste you; is that so bad of me?”

“Dickie, we’re consenting adults, more than that we’re married, what goes on in our conjugal bed is nobody’s business but ours. If I want to do to you, I will and if you want to do to me, I want you to. Dickie, you’re my husband and my lover and I’m your wife to have and to hold, any way you want to hold me.”

“You really mean that Abigail?” He asked.

I thought, oh my God he’s serious. He only calls me Abigail when he’s serious. I answered in kind, “Yes Richard, I really mean that.”

He held me and kissed me.

Dickie had drifted off to sleep but the Arms of Morpheus hadn’t reached out for me. I lay awake thinking. Thinking and experiencing just a little fear. My tummy was unsettled and my bowels were watery. I’d opened the door. I didn’t know when but I did know my little brown eyed virginity was not long to be retained. My guy had the lust in his eyes, the lust Mummy had told me about.

Finally I drifted off to sleep, to dreams of being skewered on a seven inch cock, Dickie’s Dick.

I got Dickie off to work, then I called Mummy to compare notes.

She insisted that I tell her everything, so, of course I did. She commented, “That boy’s a fast mover, I see why Wallace holds him in such a high regard.”

I didn’t disabuse her of her opinion, I didn’t point out that I’d instigated what had occurred. Instead, I asked about her evening.

“Oh I really was a bad girl yesterday; Wallace had to give me ten of his very best on the bare. Now I’m not going to tell you what I did, doesn’t really matter. What I can tell you is that I’m sitting on a ring cushion this morning while I’d talking to you. They make them for hemorrhoid sufferers but they work fine for me. You really should get one, dear.”

Dickie and my love life changed after that weekend. We enjoyed each other far more; some of the boundaries we’d imposed on ourselves had come down. We’d not yet had anal sex but we did engage in anal play and oral was, well there’s no other way to put it, oral was fantastic. He put his all into his tongue and he had become a virtuoso, he could play my clit like it was a Stradivarius and I’d learned to deep throat. Dickie said it was like being masturbated with a warm, wet velvet glove; that was a compliment, I guess.

But my womb remained barren. We retested, still no problems came to light. It was the only thing that cast a pall over our love life; we wanted a baby. We even discussed adopting but I was still in my twenties. We decided that if I hadn’t conceived by thirty-five we’d revisit that idea. An additional three years had passed. Dickie and I had been married four years.

We were out with friends, we’d had dinner then drinks and some dancing, it had been a fun evening and we’d teased each other, little sexual innuendo comments around the table from all of us. By the time we got home Dickie wanted and so did I.

I got out of the bathroom first and was lying on my belly on the bed waiting for him. I had my nightie on, just a top, no panties. The gown covered my tush but nothing more. Dickie came out of the bathroom still naked; his bottoms were under his pillow. He didn’t bother; he climbed on the bed next to me and massaged my cheeks.

“God you’re a beautiful woman, I’m so lucky to have you,” was how he opened.

“Yeah and I’m pretty fond to you, too, Dickie,” I said.

He gave me a pat on the ass for my smart remark.

“You like that don’t you Dickie?” I asked.

“Yeah, I like, I really like,” was his breathy reply.

“Well Dickie, I like that you like, in fact I wanted you to like but dear husband of mine, it’s time we took the next step. I want you in me Dickie; I want you in me there, tonight, now.”

I rose to my knees, passed a small tube of KY Jelly that I’d secreted under the pillow back to my man and said, “Be sure I’m well lubricated, it’s gonna hurt and I’m not a masochist, I don’t crave intense pain. I know I’m gonna suffer just get me ready.”

He did, he did all he could do. Over half that tube was in me, on me or on him when he got behind me and opened my cheeks; I felt him press against me, I was as ready as I could be, he even asked, “Abbie, you ready for this?”

I could only nod my head yes. Hell I didn’t know if I was ready, I soon found out. Dickie pushed through my sphincter and my body rebelled, I wailed, God I thought this has to be a preparation for child birth but instead of going out it was coming in. He stopped pressing into me, he let me accept what he’d given me. Mummy was right, it hurt, God did it hurt but Dickie took things slowly, I could feel him as he inched forward, giving me just a little more, sliding deeper into me, just a little more and then a little more. I, in my mind thanked Mummy for telling me about a pillow. Right then it was my best friend. I sobbed on it as Dickie filled me.

Dickie was gentle with me. He’d stop and wait if I tensed up. He rubbed my sides, back and bottom, talking softly to me, telling me how much he loved me. Slowly, I relaxed; he was able to fill me. I understood what Mummy meant. Yes there was pain as I was being stretched but it was a bittersweet pain. It was the pain of sweet surrender; Mummy was right about that, too. I was giving myself over to my man, he controlled me. And the fullness, more than I’d ever felt in my vagina, I felt him filling me. I wished he could get deeper, clear up to my tummy. Then he began to pump me.

With slow rhythmic strokes he filled me then he emptied me then he filled me again. It wasn’t the mind blowing sensation like when he excited my clitoris, nothing like that, I was submitting to him, he was my man and I was him woman, yielding my body to his control. I felt more like a woman, his woman than I’d ever felt before. I ceded my self to him for him to do as he chose. He chose to be a gentle lover with me.

I could have gone like this for hours, but I sensed an urgency building in Dickie, his thrusts became deeper, faster and more powerful. Dickie must have realized I wasn’t near climax. He reached under me and found my clitoris. He massaged it then took it between his thumb and forefinger and masturbated me. The change was immediate, the clitoral contact along with the fullness drove me over the edge, I arched my hips, Dickie buried himself in me, pumping harder, faster, I felt him swelling, I rode his fingers as he rode me, I climaxed with a wail, panting, I flung my head from side to side, my hair flying. Dickie roared as his ejaculate flooded into me, heating and filling my bowels, and we rode each other until we were both drained of our juices.

I collapsed to the mattress, spent. Dickie followed me down then rolled beside of me.

“Hold me, please just hold me Dickie, God I love you.”

He kissed my eyes; they were still damp with my tears and whispered, “I love you, too, Abbie.”

Dickie and I have now been married for six years. I hadn’t had many spankings over the past two years, I didn’t need them, Dickie and I couldn’t have added any more enthusiasm and spice to our love making but once in a while, just once in a while, I’d get that urge.

I’m sure Dickie has figured me out. He knows I like an occasional spanking, it’s become a sort of foreplay but we both play the game. I’m a bad girl and need to be disciplined.

Today his shirt was unironed, the roast was burned and the mortgage is past due. I’ve been a bad girl so I’m on my way upstairs. It will be the last trip for a while, you see, I’m eight months pregnant. At last.

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Sweet Little Lucy Likes My Wheelchair

by JackassTales

Introduction:
Summertime fun with young neighbor girl
A “How I Spent my Summer Vacation” story

JackassTales…tale # 50…Readers; for my 50th tale I decided to do something I rarely do. I took on a request for a story. A 21-yr-old lady I have been playing Private Message pattycake with (yes she knows I’m a Horny ‘Old’ Dog in a wheelchair who writes about young girls) sent the following request which I couldn’t resist. I hope she likes what I have written. I hope you do, too.

I was wondering if you want to write a story about me sometime? You know like you fucking me as a little teen girl? Posting it? Well if you do, I have red hair, brown eyes, light skin that does tan, a few freckles and I giggle quite a bit. Not sure if you’re interested in this idea, but I would be honored to read it if you decided to write it. Um, I saw that one story you wrote for that girl and um, kind of was curious what you would write about me. Oh yeah also I like deepthroat and spanking. *Blushes shyly.* Lucy

Sweet Little Lucy Likes My Wheelchair

Epilogue (The new girl next door)

One of these days, and I hope it’s pretty damn soon, I’m supposed to be able to get out of this wheelchair. At least, that’s what the doctors have told me. I have been assured this neuromuscular condition which affects my legs usually runs its course in two to five years. I’m at the four year mark right now.

I went back to the ledger filled with numbers I was trying to decipher. Shit, I was supposedly on a month-long summer vacation, yet here I was stuck inside trying to straighten out an almost indecipherable mess! As an independent accountant, I moved my office to my home so I could avoid the hassle of commuting into the city in my disability-equipped van. I hated the word ‘disability’ because it implies an inability to do anything. Hell, I can work, I can drive, I pay taxes, I compete in shooting matches, I can swim, and damnit, I can even walk short distances! I am an independent man of thirty two years in age and damn proud of it!

A movement outside my window distracted me. My mood lightened immediately. Out there on a tire swing my young neighbor girl was singing and swinging away. I hadn’t yet met Lucy, but I had met her divorced mother when they moved into the house next door earlier this week. I suppose the child had been visiting her dad but her mother had sung her praises as a sweet girl, a straight A student, and a virtuous child without a disagreeable bone in her body. All this and she was a kid of only sixteen years in age!

Fascinated by the unfettered joy and the unrestrained exuberance of the swinging child, I watched her instead of attending to my work. Naturally, since she was a female, no matter her age, my eyes began describing the girl to my captivated mind. Flowing strands of shimmering red hair blew in the breeze. Brown eyes sparkled in the noonday sun. A light-skinned face glowed with a slight early summer tan and was sprinkled with a very few freckles. The girl was giggling. In the little while I had watched, I discovered she giggled quite a bit.

The giggling swinger was clothed in a sleeveless summer top which was white in color. Thin straps running over her shoulders held up the mounds mounted on her chest. I don’t know much about the anatomy of young ladies her age, but I supposed those protrusions were good-zized breasts. I did know pretty legs when I saw them. This new neighbor girl’s legs sprang out of a pair of blue shorts and ran down slender, but not long, limbs and ended at barefooted, petite feet.

All in all, I’d say my neighbor kid Lucy was a pretty hot little package! I wasn’t surprised by the swelling in my pants, but I knew damn well I shouldn’t be having an erection while looking at a jailbait girl! Devil damn my wickedness, I need to stop looking and get back to work!

I picked up the ledger and my laptop, grabbed my chair’s joystick control, and then motored out to my backyard. I laid the ledger and computer on a patio table covered by an awning. Numbers come naturally to me so after an hour of steady work I had the chicken-scratch ledger straightened out into manageable documents.

Although I was finished working, numbers continued to run through my head. 4 foot 10 inches to 5 feet tall and maybe 85 to 95 pounds in weight… 16 years in age… 10 skinny, rope-holding fingers and 10 sexy, swinging toes… Maybe a 26 to 32 inch bust sitting atop a flat belly and a seductive crotch… Oh shit, I was still thinking about that pretty little girl next door!

Part One (Wanna give ‘it’ a whirl?)

“Mr. Jackson?” a soft voice said from beside me. “Sir, may I talk to you? Mama says you’re really nice and that you would probably be willing to help me with my summer vacation school project.”

Speaking of the devil herself, I spun my wheelchair around and came face to face with the girl child I’d been thinking about! The kid giggled then stuck out her hand and spoke again, “Hi, I’m Lucy.”

Automatically, I offered my outstretched hand to my young neighbor. Just as I suspected, the girl’s hand was warm, supersoft, and pleasant to the touch. Heck, it was almost too pleasant if you ask me! A horny guy my age had no business being aroused by an innocent teen girl!

“Hi yourself,” I replied despite my mind’s turmoil. “Why don’t you sit and tell me about this school project you have. If I can, I will gladly help you. Oh, and my name is, Jason.”

Lucy took a seat in a nearby chair and pulled a notepad from a bookbag I had not noticed. “Thank you, Mr. Jackson,” she said. “This is a report I have to do for my 11th grade high school social studies class starting in August. We have been studying about Freud in my 10th grade class and we will continue in the 11th grade. Over the summer we have to interview someone who might have a story related to his work and write a ten thousand word essay.”

“Freud?” I asked surprised. “Aren’t you a little young to be studying Freud? He talks about…well, ‘sex’…a lot, doesn’t he? And, young lady, whatever in this world would make you think I might have a sex story to tell?”

My redheaded neighbor’s fair skin face blushed a bit. She stuttered as she tried to answer. Finally, she pointed. It took me a few seconds to interpret her gesture, but then I realized she was pointing at my wheelchair. Oh my, was this girl child intuitive enough to realize a man might have sexual problems because of a physical limitation? Curious as a curiosity cat, I told the girl, “Sure thing. Go ahead and interview me.”

Softball, but very personal, questions came first. What was my condition, how long had I had it, what was my prognosis, etcetera. When the girl’s face reddened again, I knew the hardball questions were coming. “Mr. Jackson, do you have a wife or girlfriend to provide you with…with…‘companionship’?” she shyly asked. “Mama says she doesn’t think you do, so do you…do you miss…‘it’?”

I laughed aloud. My merriment was not from the question but from the easily recognized uneasiness and embarrassment of the questioner. The girl was in over her pretty, little head! And damnit, I thought, she started this so I’m not going to go easy on her!

“Lucy, by ‘it’ do you mean ‘sex’?” I replied. “Well, there was a time when I could get all the puss…all the female ‘companionship’ I wanted to from ladies of all ages. I will admit this damn wheelchair is a big ‘turn off’ in that respect. I lost my very passionate girlfriend for this reason.”

The girl at the table jerked her head up suddenly. She spoke vehemently. “The bitch!” she practically screamed. “She shouldn’t have left you for that reason! Your wheelchair is just a means of transportation, not a death sentence!”

Wow, this redhead has a temperamental streak. She also has an endearing compassion I have rarely seen in a child her age. “Thank you Lucy for defending me,” I said with genuine sincerity. “I really appreciate it.”

Before we became mired too deep into a pity-party for me, I decided to lighten the mood. “Girlie, don’t you worry too much about me,” I winked. I mischievously added, “Old Five Fingers and I do a fine job of pleasing me! I believe your fella Freud talks about masturbation and such. You ought to try it sometime.”

Just as I hoped, here came the giggling girl I was becoming smitten with. In between giggles the sweet, innocent child shattered my illusions about her by saying, “I already have tried it!” Immediately, she covered her betraying mouth, but her giggles continued despite her blushing grin.

When the merriment subsided, Lucy’s questioning continued. She stood and stepped uncomfortably close to me. Every fiber of my masculine body could feel her feminine presence. “May I ask you some questions about your wheelchair?” she inquired. “What’s this red button do?” she asked without awaiting my answer.

“Touch it,” I answered. I wasn’t sure she’d do it, but she did. An automotive horn’s blaring scream shattered the early afternoon quietness. Lucy jumped but recovered quickly. Without asking permission, the giggling girl touched or flipped other buttons and switches. Headlights turned on and off, turn signals clicked, an indoor buzzer buzzed, and then the back reclined with the footrests out just like an old man’s Lazy Boy recliner.

“I wouldn’t fool with this adjustable switch if I were you,” I warned. Of course, the child ‘had’ to touch it then. At one setting, a loud, catcall whistle at a pretty girl blew. Lucy giggled shyly. Then, a fart-horn blew. The girl blushed, but again giggled. The last setting was a voice shouting, “Get the Hell outta my damn way, stupid!” Lucy lost it in a fit of giggling laughter.

Before she touched it, Lucy did ask me what the tall rod sticking up out of the control box was. When I told her it was my ‘joystick’ she looked at me as if I were making some kind of Freudian reference to my penis. I giggled myself then explained that it made my wheelchair go forwards and backwards or any combination in between. “Wanna drive it?” I teased.

“How could I with you in it,” was her quizzical answer.

I pushed the button which raised my legs and footrests into a straight out in front of me position. Without further ado, I placed my hands around the curious girl’s waist and lifted her into my lap. She squealed when I pushed hard on the joystick and the chair lunged forward. Switching to a higher speed, I raced to an empty parking lot down the street. “Now you drive,” I dared.

Curious this girl may be, but she was also a closeted daredevil. Grabbing my wheelchair joystick, she followed my lead and raced around the blacktopped lot at top speed giggling and laughing uncontrollably. If not for my viselike grip around her waist the dangerous child would have flown off into the unknown. Child my ass! The butt wiggling in my lap was rubbing against my flesh-and-horny-boned masculine joystick with enough feminine seductiveness to arouse my passions.

Somehow, during this wild ride, my waist-holding hands ended up underneath the sleeveless summer top of my lap-driving girl. Before I realized what I was doing, I was caressing the soft flesh of a young female’s belly. My curious cat was awakened again so I reached upward with one hand to see if there was indeed a bra under there. Oh yeah, there was! When the girl hit an unexpected bump, my fingers unintentionally slipped under the edge of the breast-supporting garment and I found myself holding a handful of tit.

“Damn your wicked soul Jason Jackson you had better let go of it!” I silently told myself. Ignoring my self admonishment, I took just a minute or two or three to feel of the feminine flesh. A well-formed mound greeted my hand. My fingers fondled the pointed protrusion of a tiny nipple. Whether this young lady was aware of it or not, her boob and her nipple were swelling in size!

As suddenly as it happened, I jerked my hand out of Lucy’s bra. Oh god, I hope she can forgive me for this unforgivable molestation! I said nothing but I took control of the joystick and drove us back home and pulled into my backyard. My laptop and the ledger were still on my patio table along with this girl’s notepad and bookbag. I expected the child to jump out of my lap, but surprisingly, she didn’t. Instead, she twisted sideways and threw her pretty slim legs over the armrest of my wheelchair.

“Mr. Jackson, I don’t know how any woman could be ‘turned off’ by your wheelchair!” little Lucy emphatically announced. “Both you and your chair are a peck of fun and a bushelfull of delight! I enjoy every second I spend with you. Hey, it sure is getting to be a hot summer day, isn’t it?”

Unprepared, I was touched deep in my soul by this innocent girl’s emotional outburst. My heart swelled and I kissed the sweet child’s cheek. Surprised I was when she reciprocated my affection. Yet, she didn’t just kiss my cheek she also gave me a peck on the lips. For some reason, her lips lingered where they were on my lips for a few seconds longer than need be. An irresistible impulse caused the tip of my tongue to slip out of my mouth and wet her lips. Instinct brought her lips against mine and we kissed with a passion which was inexcusably forbidden!

We broke the kiss almost as soon as it started. Both our faces flamed red with a blush. God, I don’t think anything had ever made me blush before! In order to break the tension, I offhandedly asked something about her comment about it being too hot, and since she was showing no signs of leaving my lap anytime soon, I added a question about would she like to go someplace cooler. She nodded with an eager affirmative gesture.

The houses on this block were built with their backyards bordering a densely wooded forest. Holding a passionate girl in my lap, I headed my wheelchair toward the seemingly impenetrable woods. My motorized vehicle was ruggedly built with heavy-duty motors and oversized tires. Weaving my way through a maze of trees, bushes, and undergrowth, I finally maneuvered my motor vehicle into a secluded glen. Tall pines surrounded a grassy, shaded, half acre sanctuary. At one end a small waterfall gently spilled its waters into a crystal clear pool. The pool’s overflow babbled its way down a meandering stream and disappeared into the darkness at the glen’s far end. The air temperature here was much cooler than the citified place Lucy and I had left behind. City sounds were lost in a faraway place.

“Mr. Jackson, uh, Jason, oh my god, it’s so beautiful here it’s beyond belief!” Lucy incredulously uttered. “Thank you for bringing me here to your secret hideaway place. Is this where you bring all your ladies?”

I snickered with mischievous glee. “All of what ladies?” I answered. “Didn’t I tell you I haven’t had any ladies or…‘p.u.s.s.y’…for a while? That is unless, Miss Lucy, are you my lady?”

The daredevil girl answered sternly, “I most certainly am, Jason!” She quickly added, “If you want me, I am yours! I’m not afraid of your wheelchair and I’m not afraid of you! And Mister, although I am a young virgin, I will even give you all of the ‘p.u.s.s.y’ you want and have been missing if you want it from me! Just tell me what to do.”

With these brazen words said, the girl threw her arms around my neck and kissed me again. This time the tongue wetting her lips and mine was hers. I felt the passion of her ardent kisses from the hair on my head to the tips of my toes. I knew this was wrong on so many levels, but I held my sweet girl in my arms and kissed her like crazy. A small voice in the back of my head wondered if all of this ‘research’ would end up in Lucy’s summer Freud report.

Throwing caution to the wind, I told myself, the hell with it! Lucy made no objections when I slipped her top up over her redhaired head. She didn’t fuss when I removed her lacy bra. This time I had no reluctance when my hands molested her young breasts. The tantalizing titties swelled and yielded themselves to my manual manipulations. Tiny nipples stiffened into good-enough-to-eat berries.

Speaking of nipple eating, I stripped my own pullover shirt off then put my hands under Lucy’s armpits and lifted her up off my lap. Once I had her chest positioned in front of my face, my mouth began its berry-hungry eating. Tiny they might be, but my little neighbor girl’s stiffened nipples were a delicious treat I gobbled with gusto. Just like the soup jingle, they were, ‘Mmm Mmm, good’! I didn’t exactly suck the beautiful, pinkish color off my girl’s nipples, but it sure wasn’t for the lack of trying.

After several long minutes, my lips switched their attention to the mounded flesh surrounding the reddening nipples. If the word ‘supersoft’ ever had a mammary manifestation it was the skin my lips now orally abused. Well abused may not be the right word because I really wasn’t all that rough, but I certainly was feverishly enjoying myself while kissing and sucking these wondrous breasts. When Lucy giggled with glee, I threw in a few more nipple sucks just for good measure.

Satisfied, for the time being, I lifted the girl’s featherweight body higher. I kissed the flat-bellied skin of her abdomen and tickled the ticklish hole of her bellybutton. Giggling laughter resounded within the confines of our very own private Garden of Eden. God, Freud, and the Devil himself could debate the right or wrong of what was going on here in this sacred place, but I was too busy myself to join in.

So light in weight was this babydoll in my arms I lifted her up so high in the air that God could have snatched his angel out of my arms if he wanted to. Thankfully, he didn’t. I didn’t know how Lucy would feel about it, but I kissed the cloth-covered pussy dangling in front of my lips. If not for the interference of a pair of blue shorts and the panties within them I could have had myself a taste of hot young female glory. Oh goodness, I wanted my girl’s pussy so badly I wanted to scream!

Dropping the stimulating young lady back into my lap, I asked her an impulsive question, “Lucy, does your rug match your redhead roof?” I regretted my haste as soon as the words left my mouth. For all I knew, she was so young she didn’t even have a ‘rug’. Some girls at sixteen years in age do and some don’t. Furthermore, even if she did have pubic hair, she might not know it was called a rug by guys.

Big brown doe eyes glared at me. “That’s for me to know,” she scowled. After several tense, tantalizing seconds, she continued. “And, for you soon to find out!” she teased then giggled happily. Without missing a beat, the sexy little tormenter stripped her shorts and panties down over butt, legs, and barefooted feet. “Now lift me back up into the sky and check for yourself!” the daring child challenged.

Girlie girl, you had better be careful as to who you throw your challenges at! I lifted her back up and rocketed her skyward. In two shakes of a girl’s tail, I had a teen pussy in front of my eyes. Oh yeah, she had a rug! As pubic bushes go it was extremely small and thin, but boy-o-boy it was triangular shaped and just as radiantly red as the hair atop her head!

Unable to control myself, I kissed the red rug. My lips kissed, pulled, and tugged on its curly hairs. Finding bare skin along my girl’s upper thighs, I kissed that, too. I kissed into the valleys between pussy and thighs then I kissed the swelling outer pussy folds. Having teased myself enough, I kissed what I really wanted to. I kissed little Lucy’s pussylips and I licked the tiny tip of a clit.

The mischievous minx in my arms must have been reading my mind. I suppose some kind of female instinct told her what to do. As I ran my tongue up and down her pussy crack, several slim fingers from a pair of small hands spread that slit and revealed the feminine treasures concealed inside.

I needed no instinct to tell me to devour the young vaginal wonders now exposed to my sight. Although only a teenager in age, Lucy had a clitoral jewel just begging to be spit-polished by a practiced clitlicking tongue and buffed dry by skilled clitsucking lips. She also had a virginal hole which awaited an intrepid oral explorer. Girlie, I was just the guy with the tongue and lips for these jobs!

For the next five or ten or a hundred minutes I licked and sucked and explored. My tongue went wild flicking and licking the small, perfectly-shaped clit. Mmm Mmm good had been Lucy’s nipples, but this feminine protrusion was god-almighty-delicious! This girl’s giggles turned into quiet whimpering cries as I licked and sucked feverishly.

All at once, my tongue and two female pinky fingers spread the delicate butterfly wings of my naughty girl’s inner pussylips. My tongue darted inside and explored. Wetness coated this intruder. While not as wet as a full grown woman, this teen vaginal hole had more moisture than I expected. My tongue twirled and tasted while making its exploration of this moist cavity. I expected to find a virginal hymen and I did. Just inside the opening to this void I found the obstruction to penile penetration.

Thinking to myself, I thought, “Okay there is more than one way to skin this cock-barrier cat. With the swollen outer pussylips closed I betcha there would be enough vaginal room here to barely hold the sensitive tip of my cock. And, with a little saliva to aid with lubrication, I betcha I could hump this pussy good enough to get my rocks off and hers too. Yesiree, I bet I could fuck this girl without taking her virginity!”

Without realizing it, I had spoken the last sentence or two of my meandering musings aloud. Lucy’s spoken voice startled me, “Oh Jason, could you really do ‘it’, would you please? Stop what you’re doing and do ‘that’ instead!” Before I could react, the girl suddenly added, “Oh god no, don’t stop what you’re doing!”

What was I doing? Oh yeah, now I remember. While I was thinking about vaginal humping, my cupped and stiffened tongue had been darting in and out of this girl’s pussy. She had released her swollen outer lips and I was penetrating frantically all the way in through the fleshy tissue and hitting the unbroken hymen. I had not intended to bring my girl to orgasm, but apparently I was.

Lucy’s whimpering cries became squeals of delight. The girl’s hands pulled my head into her pubic mound. The toes of her barefooted feet dug into the skin of my sides. An orgasm was hitting her hard. I didn’t know if girls’ pussies could squirt feminine cum or not, but I was for damn sure this one was undoubtedly cumming! Vaginal moisture was coating my tongue, but if any of it was female cum, I couldn’t tell.

When this girl stopped squealing, I stopped tongue fucking her. As I lowered her down from her skywards position, I couldn’t help but wonder if I had stopped too soon. Older girls could have multiple orgasms. Could young ones? A pair of arms encircling my neck stopped Lucy’s descent. Lips locked onto mine and kissed me with impassioned wonder. Finally, the nude girl slid down and slumped into my lap.

Several minutes of silence passed. Birds were singing, water was babbling, and a soft breeze was blowing. Lucy’s voice softly whispered. “I arouse you don’t I, Jason?” she asked. “Your…penis…is hard isn’t it? I have shown you ‘mine’, can I see ‘yours’?”

My wheelchair recliner legrests were still holding my legs up into a horizontal position. I lifted the naked child and sat her on my outstretched knees. After unbuckling and unzipping my jeans, I lifted my butt and worked my clothing down off my hips and upper thighs. “Flip around,” I ordered. “You will have to pull my pants the rest of the way down. Get my shoes off too if you want me naked like you are.”

Instead of following my instructions, Lucy allowed her bug-eyed gaze to focus intently on the elongated length and swollen girth of my horny cock. I suppose curiosity got the best of her because she reached out both hands and timidly touched me. A bolt of lightning couldn’t have struck me with more of an exhilarating shock. The inquisitive child overcame her nervous hesitancy then began playing with my erection with the energetic enthusiasm of a kid playing with a new toy. My cockflesh rejoiced.

I didn’t think the girl would do it, I didn’t think she even knew how, but Lucy bent over at the waist and licked my cockhead then plopped it into her mouth. I don’t know what kind of instinct guided her, but she began licking and sucking wantonly. Before I knew it, several inches had disappeared into her small oral hole. I laid my hands atop her head to try and prevent her from taking in too much, but the girl must have misinterpreted my intentions because she took even more in. Holy shit, I had a tiny bit of a girl deep-throating my cock!

At last, little Lucy started gagging and fighting for breath. Still, she went back for more. Oh god, it felt so good and I was nearing orgasmic release. Damnit I might be perverted but I was more of a man than to allow a child to strangle on my shooting cum! I pulled on two handfuls of red hair with enough force to make the girl know I meant business. She came up off my cockshaft, looked me in the eye, and bashfully explained, “I’m sorry, Jason. I have never seen a penis, but my friends have told me what they do with their guys. I just wanted to see what it was like. Hey, I’ll get your pants off right now!”

My not-so-innocent Lucy scooted around and followed my original instructions. Unfortunately, when the girl turned around in my lap I found my inflamed cock lying in the crack of the sweetest little ass I had ever known! And, when she leaned over to pull down my pants, there was the crack of that sweet little pussy I had so recently been eating! Oh, what was a horny guy to do? I don’t know about other guys, but I had an erection still wet from this girl’s saliva and this girl had a pussy still wet from mine. I think it’s about damn time I tested my theory about my cockhead being able to fuck a pussy without breaking a hymen!

Just as easily as a hot knife slips into a tub of butter, the head of my enraged erection slipped in through Lucy’s swollen pussy lips. Kissing her vaginal barrier, it came out a little bit then went back in and kissed it again. Repeating this action, I developed a stead rhythm of hymen kissing and pussy humping. Hmm, this was working nicely!

As I suspected, my pussysucking had not given Lucy all the orgasms she needed. I had quit too soon. The sped up rhythm of my humping brought on the multiple orgasmic euphoria her female body desired. She squealed again and again and filled the air with joyful noise. This child was proving to me that little girls just wanna have fun, too!

Child, little girl, or whatever, this young woman’s cocksucking and eager-to-please cock riding had primed my manhood for orgasms of its own. Summoning vaginal fluids, my pumping cockshaft filled with semen and sperm then began expelling this heated mixture into the limited space between an unbroken hymen and the swollen outer lips of a pussy. Needless to say there wasn’t room enough to hold all my creamy goo so pubic mounds were being sprayed with a cummy mess. I don’t believe I really gave a rat’s ass because my vocal grunts and moans were joining Lucy’s squealing in filling the air with blissful noise!

Extreme willpower kept me from plunging deep into Lucy’s vaginal void with my spewing erection. The girl may have been experiencing the same self-control problem because she was pushing back harder against my cock and allowing her hymen to be stretched to its very limit. If not for the virginal pain reminders, I believe little Lucy would have given me her cherry right then and there.

Strength of wills won the day. No hymen was broken. My sweet little lady and I expelled our last orgasmic squeals and moans. The nude girl sat back in my lap and the cummy mess spread. There was no way I could take my girl home with our bodies in such a state. Switching my wheelchair back on, I pulled up close to the edge of the crystal clear pool. I lowered my legrests and then, with no forewarning, I pitched my Lucy into the water. The child disappeared from sight but then came up sputtering and spitting several yards away. Bracing myself, I jumped in after her.

Part Two (Wanna do ‘it’ again?)

At first glance this body of water didn’t look all that big, but it was actually somewhere near a cross between a family-sized pool and an olympic-sized pool. On this warm summer day the soothing waters felt good. The liquid’s buoyancy allowed me to stand, walk, and swim with the ease of a man without physically limited legs.

I swam over to Lucy, kissed her sweet lips, and then challenged her to a race. Cheating, I took a head start. I’ll say one thing, this girl wasn’t afraid of a dare. Her young, limber limbs propelled her after me and she nearly won, but she didn’t. “You cheated!” she shouted. Her voice echoed, “You cheated, you cheated, you cheated…”

“Did not!” I teased. “Okay, so I’ll race you back. If I win I get to suck your pussy. If you win you have to suck my cock. Deal?”

Learning her lesson, little Lucy giggled then took off swimming and shouted back over her shoulders, “Deal.”

About halfway back I caught up close enough to grab one of the girl’s kicking feet. After wrestling around a bit, my girl and I agreed to call it a tie. “If you will suck me, I will suck you, Jason,” Lucy said. “Can we swim around a little while first?”

I suppose this girl wasn’t really asking a question because she went ahead and started swimming around. Joining her, we swam, kissed, fondled, and played. I fingered a cum-spilling pussy and squeezed a little vaginal mound and a pair of tits. Lucy played with my cock and balls while I attempted to explain why cool water shriveled and shrunk them. Together we lay in the slow-moving rivulets of the pool’s overflowing six inch deep stream. I suckled water-splashed nipples and a sweet-tasting little clit. My girl sucked my shrunken manshaft until it grew back to hard, horny life. Our lips played affectionate, kissy-kissy waterpark games.

Exhilaration made my heart sing. I was forgetting my physical limitations; in fact, I was feeling more energetic every minute I spent with this enchanting female creature. I had myself a girl with an ‘anytime pussy’ living right nextdoor, I had already had one piece of her pussy this day, and I hoped to get another piece pretty damn soon!

“Hey Sweetie,” I suggested after swimming a little while longer. “Let’s swim over to my sunbathing rock. It’s a big, flat ledge rock at the edge of the pool. That’s where I sunbathe nude with all of my girlfriends!”

If looks could kill, I’d be in trouble. “Oh poop,” Lucy petulantly said. “You’ve already told me you don’t have girlfriends! Meanie, you’re just teasing me. I’ll sunbathe on your rock and you can go to the devil!”

Swimming away, Lucy kicked lots of water in my face. The girl was giggling when she glanced back. My adorable angel could be a bit of a temperamental devil when she wanted to be. As I watched, she climbed onto my rock ledge and laid on it belly-side down. Now dang it, that wasn’t the view I wanted to see! Swimming over myself, I stood in the water and smacked her pretty little ass. “Turn over!” I commanded.

“No!” she defiantly rebelled. “I’m mad at you for teasing me.”

I came to the conclusion that the only way to deal with a cantankerous redhead was to be firm with her. “You turn over or I will give your sweet little ass a spanking you will feel all the way into next week!”

There was no answer and there was no turning over. I grabbed the stubborn girl’s feet and pulled her body down closer to me then I spread her legs and walked in between them. I smacked one ass cheek with a stinging blow hard enough to let her know I meant business. When she made no response, I smacked the other cheek. Nothing, the girl lay on her belly with rebellious determination. Although I could see my handprints on her ass skin, I spanked my little sweetheart with several more blistering blows.

What was that faint crying sound I heard? Oh god, Lucy was trying her best to muffle whimpering cries! Her ass cheeks had turned from pale white to a glowing red! Shit, what kind of malicious bastard brutalizes an innocent child like this! Paying no attention to her protestations, I picked my sweet baby up into my arms and cradled her against my chest. “Oh Babydoll, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, oh god I’m so sorry!” I cried over and over. I was gently rubbing her tender, ass-whipped cheeks in an effort to return circulation and color. If I had a wish, I’d wish I could kiss her ass and make it ‘all better’.

Suddenly, Lucy’s tear-streaked face lifted to mine. “Kiss me, Jason,” she whispered.

I kissed my teen lover with the passion of a man seeking forgiveness through love. My girl’s impassioned kissing response seemed to offer loving absolution. Yet, there was more. I could taste it, I could feel it, and finally, I could identify it. It was lust!

Young Lucy’s next words proved me right. “Jason, can we fuc…can we do ‘it’ again?” she hopefully asked. “Will you put your penis in my pussy again and could we do it in your wheelchair? Oh Jason, I love doing it in your wheelchair, but is there anyway we can do it face to face instead of like we did it before?”

Oh goodness, I had helped give birth to a mystifying sexual being this day! Was my lover developing a ‘sex in a wheelchair’ fetish? Well, if she was, I was just the fella to feed and nurture it! “Sure, Honey,” I answered. “I think something on that order could be arranged.”

With Lucy helping me out of the water, I was able to take the few steps to my wheelchair. I plopped my wet ass into the cushioned seat and my girl climbed into my lap and attempted to mount me head on but with little success. “Hang on, impatience,” I implored. “Give me a chance to get set. Now there are two ways to do this. One is for me to remove the arms and allow you to straddle me with your legs. You could ride my horny hard joystick while sitting in my lap. I think I would prefer the other way where we could ‘do it’ in a bed in a girl-on-top position.”

When a frown covered her face, I knew what Lucy was thinking without her telling me. She went ahead and told me anyway, “But I don’t want to do it in a bed! Jason, I want to fuck you in your wheelchair!”

Wow, this young lady didn’t seem to be all that ‘little’ anymore! She was so adamant in her growing wheelchair fetish fascination she was brazenly using the word ‘fuck’. A sweet, innocent child doesn’t talk that boldly. In an effort to calm this naked young woman’s anxiety, I explained, “But Sweetheart, you didn’t wait for me to finish what I was saying about the second way to fuck in a wheelchair. Oh hell, I’ll just show you!”

I reached for a button and lifted my legrests back up into their horizontal alignment and locked them there. Another button activated a motorized actuator which raised a wide, padded headrest. Finally, my reclining wheelchair’s back was tilted backwards until it was flat. What I had now was an unconventional, but practical, ‘bed’. “All I need now,” I winked and teased. “Is a girl-on-top to fuck me!”

I didn’t expect a slap for my teasing, but I got one and then I got two or three more. If I had been sitting up these might be face slaps or if I was laying on my belly these might be ass slaps, but as I had lain back on my back the stinging slaps were directed onto my stiffened cockshaft. Shit, they hurt! I guess I was learning my lessons this day about teasing redheaded girls!

Most guys, I suppose, would lose their erections after such a painful attack. I didn’t. Instead, my inflamed cockshaft sprang up straight in the air. Before I could say “Holy Mama in Heaven!” my stinging cockflesh received a dose of analgesic comfort delivered in the form of the saliva-soaked mouth of a pintsized girl/woman. First, my cockhead acquired a healthy licking treatment. Second, my entire engorged penile shaft was blessed with another deep-throated sucking. And lastly, my entire erectile rod was saturated with slippery spittle wetness.

This babydoll female was up to something but I didn’t know what it was. I had a foreboding feeling I was about to find out soon. I was right! Lucy crawled up in my makeshift bed, kissed me, then scooted back down and positioned her little pussy directly over my erection. She lowered herself until my cockhead spread her pussylips and pushed against her unbroken hymen. This girl wiggled around on my erectile ball until I thought I would go crazy with joy. Heck, if she wanted to take charge of this fucking-without-breaking her hymen cockriding situation it was fine with me!

As it turns out, I was correct about Lucy taking charge, but I was way off base wrong about her fucking-without-breaking intentions! The mischievous, sexually awakened female ignored her hymen pain. With her pussy excreting vaginal wetness, she impaled herself onto my saliva-soaked cock. A soft cry escaped her lips as the last vestige of her virginity was ripped away. Whatever pain the girl felt must have been short lived because the nude young lady began humping my cockshaft enthusiastically.

I grabbed hold of a bouncing ass and held on for my life. My lubricated cockshaft slipped in and out going deeper in with each exploratory thrust this screwing girl made. Unbelievably, my cockhead bottomed out at about five inches! If the depth of Lucy’s vaginal cavity could have held an inch or two more she would had all of me.

Squealing, panting, and moaning, this teen almost-woman started cumming. I knew by her impassioned cries that orgasms were again carrying her away into a magical land of ecstatic cheer. Feminine vaginal muscles spasmed and squeezed the elongated rod she was riding. Without a care in the world, my sweet baby girl neighbor rode me as hard as she could.

A man can only hold out for a limited time before he too has to let go and cum himself. I had reached this point. With spastic pussy muscles squeezing my cockflesh all along its length, I began releasing a replenished load of hot seminal fluids. Huffing and puffing I met every downward feminine thrust with an upwards thrust of my own. Once again I deposited my cumming cream inside a welcoming vaginal home except, this time, the home hole was deeper and tighter plus it could hold more volume.

Yes, Lucy’s hymen-busted vaginal void could hold more cum volume than her cherry loss outer pussy could, still it couldn’t hold it all. Once again my pressurized cum sprayed our pubic loins and inspired multiple orgasms to wrack the girl’s young body. Caring not one bit about the cummy mess being created, my girl-child near-woman rode my cock until it was milked dry of every drop of mancream it held.

Satisfied at last, Lucy’s body slumped against mine with my shrinking cock still inside her hot little pussy. Incredibly, the girl’s vaginal muscles had one more unexpected spasm causing both of us to experience sort of a final mini-orgasm. We didn’t really need it, but it sure was nice to have.

My lover climbed up my belly and chest then wrapped her arms around my neck. The girl kissed my lips with infatuated obsession. After receiving my return kisses, Lucy laid her flushed cheek against mine and promptly fell asleep atop me. I held the bewitching angel against me as the afternoon sun bathed her heavenly body in its radiant glow. As my hands lazily played with the nude flesh of her back and ass, I felt an unfamiliar wetness dampening my abdomen. I smiled when I realized what it was. A girl’s little pussy was leaking a mixture of cum, saliva, and virginal blood on me.

(Summer vacation’s promise)

Here in the seclusion of the great hidden outdoors, I had the hair from a redhead girl blowing against my face and the reddish hairs from a sexy young lady’s pussy tickling my belly. Yes siree, I was a happy camper this day indeed! From Lucy’s unashamed nudity and her peaceful slumber in my arms, I’d say she was happy, too.

Old Mr. Freud might have a field day if he ever got Miss Lucy or me on his couch, but if my lucky stars stay aligned, the promise of this summer vacation was going to be something we both could write home about! Although, seeing as how one of us was still jailbait, I’d say neither of us should mail our letters.

Just then Lucy giggled in her sleep. I smiled. All was well with the world.

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Dares and Discoveries

by trans_sending

Introduction:
I wrote this story for my own entertainment, but due to my girlfriend’s positive response to it, I’ve decided to post it here. Though it isn’t specified in the story itself, all characters are either eighteen, nineteen, or twenty years old. There are many scenes containing both gay and lesbian sex, so if this doesn’t interest you, I would warn you not to proceed. However, if you do continue, I hope that you enjoy.
It was late, just after two in the morning, and the thudding music finally died down as Jet walked over to his parents’ enormous sound system and turned the volume down to a dull thrumming. Most of the party-goers had long since left, and it was just six people left in the basement where there had previously been a small mob of dancing teens. Jet was one of course, as it was his house. He was a lanky guy with spiked dark blonde hair, his outrageous fur-lined jacket ditched hours ago to reveal his thin but muscled frame under his tight-fitting black shirt. The other five were Cooper, Edgar, Aria, Christabella, and Violet.

Cooper was one of Jet’s best friends, a seemingly eternally relaxed boy who despite being a bit short and always dressing in dark colors had a pretty powerful presence wherever he went. Part of this was the fact that despite multiple comments informing him of this, he insisted on wearing far too much body spray. However, most of this was attributed to his powerful sense of observation and his willingness to weigh in on the personal matters of friends and strangers alike, offering advice to anyone who cared. Edgar and Christabella were a couple, albeit an odd one. Edgar was a somewhat tall and athletic guy dressed in greys and whites with a quiet and reserved disposition. He almost never spoke at the parties, and seemed pretty uncomfortable in social situations, but otherwise was pretty relaxed. Christabella was his opposite, clad all in black and wearing various strange pieces of jewelry. She was a bit of a wild card, fond of the occult and also not one to be the center of attention, but she actually seemed to enjoy the parties regardless, hanging out with Edgar and close friends in the corner of the room, poking fun and laughing.

Aria and Violet were friends of the couple, the former being a lean and almost boyishly figured girl wearing a bright red athletic tee and blue jeans, laughing quietly as she sipped on the beverage in her hand. She was much more social than the rest, having been at the center of the party all night, pulling out some admittedly impressive dancing skills. It was only just within the past few minutes that she had taken a seat to rest, and there were beads of sweat on her brow which she wiped unceremoniously away with a smile on her face as they talked. Violet chuckled every now and then, emptying her cup and flipping it upside down before reaching for a cigarette. She was pretty mellow most of the time, but she could be fun if she wanted to.

They sat and joked around for a while, before Violet spoke up. “Any more booze, Jet?” she asked, taking a puff of her cigarette. She was dressed somewhat similarly to Christabella, in a dark faux-corset top laced with emerald green ribbon under a black jacket. She had positioned herself on the floor with her back against the couch, her legs disappeared beneath her layered black skirt. Her cleavage, however, was present as ever, as her bust was on the large side and she (likely on purpose) always seemed to have shirts at a size too small. “Not that I’m letting you get your hands on. I’d like to have some left when the night’s over.” Jet replied with a smirk, flopping down on a chair in the corner of the room. The group laughed at the rib, and Violet spoke again. “Fine then. But if there’s not going to be any liquid fun, how about a game?”

The room quieted a bit in interest. “Like what?” Christabella asked, leaning forward on the couch where she sat, between Violet on the floor and Edgar on the middle cushion next to her. “Dares in a hat?” Violet offered, grinning. Edgar sighed and rolled his eyes, but Christabella smiled and Cooper offered an “I’m game.” His expression was hard to read with his black and white bangs covering a sizable portion of his face, but his lips were upturned ever so slightly. Aria cocked her head, confused. “Dares in a hat?” she inquired. “Basically,” Jet explained, “Everyone writes their name and puts it in a hat. Each person takes turn drawing names, and the person who drew gets to make the person whose name they draw do a dare of their choice.” Violet looked to Aria expectantly. “So?” Aria shrugged. “Why the hell not?” Jet sighed through his smile. “Guess we’re decided. I’ll find a hat and some paper.” Edgar spoke up “I don’t suppose I get a say?” he didn’t appear convinced that this was the case. “Of course babe… but we already outvote you, so it doesn’t really matter.” Christabella answered with a kiss on his cheek. He exhaled slowly and accepted his fate.

Jet returned shortly after with the supplies, and soon each of the group had written their names and positioned themselves in a circle around the hat, dropping in their names. “And so I am doomed.” Edgar murmured as he let his paper fall with the rest. “Oh loosen up, Edgar. Have a little fun for once.” Aria chastised, rubbing her hands together. “So who goes first?” she asked. “You’re the first-timer, Aria. You go first.” Christabella suggested. No one spoke up in opposition, so Aria shrugged. “Alright.”

Reaching into the hat, she pulled out a slip, and unfolded it to read the name. “Cooper.” she announced. Cooper arched his back and rolled his shoulders under his hoodie, smirking. “Give me your worst, newbie.” Aria scoffed. “What kind of dares can I give?” she asked. “Whatever you want.” Jet answered. “Okay…” Aria starting, mulling it over. “I dare you to lose that stupid hoodie. It’s like 80 degrees down here, you freak.” Everyone chuckled, and Cooper did as he was told, shaking his head as he did. “What?” Aria asked, looking around. “Nothing, it’s just that we didn’t realize you were that tame and unimaginative.” Christabella teased. “What do you mean by that?” Aria asked. “You’ll see.” Violet answered. Now it was Edgar who spoke up, concerned. “Wait… and what does THAT mean?” Everyone laughed again. “I forgot that you’d never played with us either.” Christabella said through a smile. Edgar went to speak again, but was cut off by Cooper. “Are we gonna talk, or are we gonna play? It’s my turn now, suckers.”

Cooper stuck his hand into the hat, pulling out a slip and reading the name. “Christabella.” He turned to her, grinning, and she met him with a challenging stare. After a moment, he spoke. “I dare you to act like you and Edgar are here alone for two minutes, to show them what we mean.” Christabella grinned, as Edgar turned to her questioningly. “Is that some kind of code? What does he mean?” Aria looked on with similar confusion. “What does who mean?” She asked. “We’re here alone.” Before he could inquire further, Christabella pushed him back against the couch, straddling his lap, and pressing her lips onto his. In his stunned shock, he sat unmoving while she continued. She leaned her mouth in close to his ear, whispering softly “I’m going to have fun, having you all to myself.” His eyes danced across the room, but his focus was poorly swayed from his girlfriend, who now grinded his lap, her ass getting pushed well into view under her tight black jeans, a bit of pink peeking out from beneath.

“Nice panties.” Aria stammered, trying to hide her astonishment, but Christabella gave no response. Instead, she continued her motion while reaching to grab Edgar’s head and pull it in toward her chest. When she released, his blush came into view, and she stopped, leaving her straddle to stand, letting her hair down. “How do you want me?” She asked, running a hand over her body. Violet had to throw a hand over her mouth to keep herself from laughing. Edgar was bewildered. Aria looked around the room and saw Cooper and Jet smiling widely. “You’re not nervous are you? Don’t worry. Jet won’t mind. I’m sure dirtier things have happened on this couch.” She reached behind her back under her shirt, going to unlatch her bra when Cooper spoke. “Aaaaaand… time.” Finally breaking character, Christabella let out a laugh, pointing at Edgar. “Aww, you’re so cute when you’re flustered.” He blushed deeper, and said nothing. “And thanks Aria. Maybe sometime I’ll take you to get some.” She winked. “But for now… it’s my turn.”

She reached into the hat and drew a name, grinning evilly as she noted the name and turned back to the group, looking at them one by one until finally staring directly at Edgar. “Oh no… come on.” She nodded. “Really? That last one might as well have been mine. Don’t I get a pass?” Cooper grinned. “Not how the game works, bro.” Edgar looked around the room for support, but was met with only grins and chuckles. Aria bit her lip and looked away, trying not to smile herself. “Fine, but I’m not gonna grind on anyone in front of a room full of people.” Christabella kept smiling. “No… I’ll go easy on you, since you’re clearly still recovering from my performance. But since we still have the audience to consider, I dare you to take off that shirt, Oh-Hunk-of-Mine.” Looking a bit reprehensive, Edgar realized that this was the easiest he would be getting off, and proceeded to lose his shirt. Jet raised an eyebrow. “Too easy I think, but hell, I’ll take it.” Aria looked aggrivated. “That’s exactly what I dared Cooper to do!” Violet interjected. “You just had him take off his hoodie. Get some skin in the game, then we can talk.”

Edgar’s muscled torso in full view, he dropped his shirt to the floor and sat back down. He started to settle back in, but Christabella stopped him. “What now?” he asked, and she pointed to the hat. “Your turn, Muscles.” He rolled his eyes again and reached into the hat. Reading the name, he blushed, looking at Aria. “Oh, this is classic.” Violet remarked, pleased. Jet and Cooper now had the chance to be confused. Violet explained. “Edgar and Aria were an item, before she became a vagitarian.” Cooper’s smile broadened, and Jet started laughing outright. Aria blushed. “I can’t give up my turn?” Edgar asked. “If you do, one of us will give the dare instead. And we probably won’t be as nice.” Cooper jeered. “Especially now that we know what we do.” Edgar looked torn as he began to weight his options. “Don’t make us have to give you a countdown.” Jet heckled. When there was no response, he continued. “Alright. 10…9…8…7…6…” Edgar looked as though he was attempting to mask his panic. “5…4…3…2…” Suddenly, Edgar blurted “I dare you to make out with Christabella.” Aria’s face flushed white, and Christabella smiled mischievously. Jet started to clap and Cooper and Violet howled with laughter. “And all it takes is a time limit. Good on ya kid.”

Everyone looked to Aria expectantly. She tried to play it off nonchalantly, smiling and beckoning with her finger, but inside her heart was pounding. Edgar seemed as though he didn’t know how to feel about what he had done, but couldn’t bring himself to look away. Christabella crossed the space between them, took Aria’s face in her hands, and the two met lips, running their hands through each others’ hair. Aria felt her own hands drifting down, tracing along Christabella’s body and settling on her waist. Christabella, never one to do the bare minimum, pressed in further, knocking Aria to her back, almost pinning her down as her tongue traced Aria’s lips and slipped into her mouth. Aria let herself get swept up in the moment, only vaguely aware that one hand was groping Christabella’s ass while the other cupped her breast. Then, just as she was about to lose all semblance of self control, Christabella parted, winked, and moved back to her seat as Cooper and Jet clapped and whistled.

Clearing her throat, Aria smiled, catching her breath and trying to let her brain reboot for a moment. Deciding to continue the game before any ribbing ensued, she reached into the hat and drew… “Christabella.” Christabella chuckled. “Yeah, I’m sure, you lesbo. You just want to get more of this.” Aria held the paper in plain view, and Jet grinned. “I was sure it was gonna be me. Guess I’m just a lucky son of a bitch.” He looked over at Christabella before sarcastically adding “My condolences.” Christabella shrugged. “Eh, whatever. I can take it, especially from this lightweight.” She kissed at Aria to make it clear that she was being playful. Aria grinned. Time to pay back the tease. “Christabella, I dare you to take off those pretty pink panties of yours. I think I’d like them now.” Edgar began “Isn’t that a bit-” but was interrupted by his girlfriend. “That’s the game, babe. Looks like the newbie is catching on.” She stood up, started to unbutton her pants… and turned to walk toward the closet. “But she still has a lot to learn. She never specified that I had to take them off HERE.” Entering the closet, she shut the door, shuffled out of her pants and underwear, and walked out with her pants back on but her panties in hand. She tossed them at Aria, who reflexively caught them. “Enjoy, but if I don’t get those back, remember that I know where you live, Panty-snatcher.”

Aria grinned and waved her prize in the air as Christabella moved toward the hat and drew another name. “And the winner is… Mr. Holden.” She pointed to Cooper, who kept on smiling. “Uh-oh. I’m in for it now.” He said nonchalantly. “Damned right you are.” Christabella shot back. “And because of your cocky attitude, I’m not gonna go easy on you either.” He clasped his hands to his face in feigned fear. “Well, you can’t luck out forever. Shoot to kill, Chrissy.” “With pleasure.” She responded, making a gun with her finger and pointing it toward him. “Since I’m about to gag on that cloud of body spray, hows about… I dare you to go take a shower upstairs… and leave your clothes up there when you come back down.” She made a ‘pew’ noise, then blew on the end of her ‘gun’ before ‘holstering’ it in her pocket. “Wow.” Violet said, wide eyed with approval. “Not pulling any punches tonight, eh? Looks like this game is about to get really interesting.” Jet added. Cooper stood up, said nothing, and started for the door. At first, it seemed as if he was going to give up and leave, until he muttered “Eh, I needed to piss anyway. Might as well shower while I’m at it.”

Once he left the basement, the room grew silent for a few minutes until the sound of running water could be heard upstairs. “Damn, he’s really doing it.” Jet muttered. Christabella grinned, and Aria and Violet praised Christabella’s good idea. “I’ve always been curious about what he might be packing. I have my suspicions that he might be pretty well hung.” Violet added. “What the fuck, Violet?” Aria giggled. “Why?” “All that confidence has to come from somewhere.” She shrugged. Edgar looked at Christabella with a forlorn look. “I was not really interested in seeing another guy’s junk today.” Christabella waved her hand dismissively. “Then don’t look.” Edgar let out a sigh of exasperation. Jet rubbed his hands together expectantly as the sound of running water was finally silenced. “Happy birthday to me.” he said cheerily to himself. Aria rolled her eyes. “It’s funny and all, but Edgar and I are gonna have to be compensated with some female nudity if we’re gonna have dicks waving around all night, right Edgar?” Despite her words and her actual lack of interest in men sexually, Aria had to admit to herself that she was at least curious. That’s why, when the basement door opened, her head shot to the doorway along with everyone but Edgar, whose hands shot over his eyes as he groaned in discomfort. Cooper stepped in to the basement, still shimmering wet, and totally naked… except for a towel around his waist. Violet immediately gave him a thumbs down, adding “Boo!” Christabella and Jet were likewise displeased. “Hey,” he explained. “She said herself that you have to be specific. She never said I couldn’t cover up. She just said I had to leave my clothes upstairs. I assure you, its all birthday suit under this thing.” Edgar finally looked, breathing a sigh of relief.

Cooper sauntered over to the hat, reached inside, and unceremoniously stated “Jet, looks like that luck ran out.” Jet smiled and gave a ‘bring it on’ motion. “Now, now… what to dare the guy with no shame…” He began to think, and then continued. “How about… I dare you to go change into Christabella’s panties, and nothing else.” Christabella and Aria frowned, but Violet seemed quite pleased. “He’s gonna stretch ’em.” Christabella complained. “Damned right I am.” Jet said, high fiving Cooper. “Don’t worry, I’ll give you money for a new pair.” He added. “A dare is a dare.” Violet stated through a devilish grin. Christabella relented, saying “Fine.” Aria tossed the panties to Jet, and he took his turn rumbling around in the closet. When he came back out, he sure enough was out of his shoes and socks, pants, and shirt, and was sporting the panties with pride, which barely seemed able to contain him, bulging severely in the front and exposing the top portion of a blonde bush of pubic hair. “Oh come on, man!” Edgar exclaimed, turning away. The rest of the room fell into rambunctious glee, as Violet whistled and jeered, and even Aria and Christabella had to smile. “Okay, so they suit you.” Christabella added playfully.

Jet made his way to the hat, making sure to pass uncomfortably close to Edgar, and bent fully over to pick out the name, so that his ass was pronounced. “You asshole.” Edgar grumbled, scooting back a bit. Jet held up the slip, calling “Aria… looks like it’s you again.” Aria pointed at Violet. “Violet hasn’t even been dared once yet. Shouldn’t it be her turn?” Jet waved his finger as if he were chastising a child. “Not how the game works, dear. Now suffer with honor, won’t you?” Aria mumbled irritably, but relented. “Fine. But knowing you, I’m not too happy about this.” Jet chuckled. “Oh, dear. You know me all too well. Aria, I dare you to take off your shirt and bra for the remainder of the game.” Aria scoffed. “No fuckin’ way, you perv.” Jet made a tsk tsk sound, waggling his finger again. “Again, not how the game works.” Aria stuck up her nose, standing her ground. “Not a chance. I’m not gonna show my tits to a room full of people.” Now it was Cooper who spoke. “Dude, I’m in nothing but a freakin’ towel.”

Edgar spoke up next. “Look, guys, she doesn’t want to.” Aria was relieved to see at least one person come to her defense. “And she doesn’t have to.” Violet started. “She can always back out of the game. I think that should be the rule. Anyone can back out at any time, but they have to leave the room if they do, and they can’t come back until the game is over.” Jet looked at Aria expectantly. “So I guess this is a literal ‘Tits or GTFO’ sort of situation.” Christabella reached over and put her hands on Aria’s shoulder. “It’s your choice, girl, but trust me, this game is just gonna keep getting better. You do not want to miss out.” Aria was conflicted. Honestly, as rowdy as the group was, she did trust everyone for the most part, and she knew that with Christabella and Edgar there, she was sure to be safe. On the other hand, she was really self-conscious about her small chest, and if anyone made a snide comment, she might lose it. Finally, after a moment of conflict, she reached down, lifting up her shirt, and pulling it away to reveal her athletic physique and plain black bra. No one said anything, just waiting expectantly, so a few pounding heartbeats later, she unlatched her bra and let it slide down her arms to the floor in front of her. Much to her horror, her nipples were fully erect, which only made her blush deepen. She covered up with one arm fairly quickly, trying not to look anyone in the eye. “Nice.” Jet commented, nodding in approval. “Glad to see you still in the game. You’re up.”

As she reached out to grab a name from the hat, she couldn’t help but look to the others for their reactions. Much to her surprise and… oddly enough her pride… she could tell that each of the three boys were getting excited at the sight of her. Jet’s bulge had swelled, and he kept having to re-adjust to avoid having a malfunction with the skimpy panties. Cooper was all but pitching a tent in his towel, and Edgar had his eyes closed and was kneeling in such a way that she could tell he was attempting to ‘center’ himself and use some kind of meditation or whatnot to keep himself in check. He really was too nice of a guy. It was a shame she couldn’t have made it work with him, but hey, her attraction to women gave Christabella a shot at him at least. Without further ado, she lifted the next name from the hat… and blushed again. “Edgar. Sorry dude.”

Edgar snapped out of his focus, and looked truly pitiable. Aria responded with a look of apology. “Seriously, is Violet’s name even in there? Can somebody check?” Edgar pleaded. “It’s in there. You’re just trying to worm your way out of another dare, but it isn’t gonna work.” Jet checked the hat, and sure enough, Violet’s name was on the third slip he checked. “Yeah, she’s in there. She’s just a lucky bitch is all. Maybe Christabella’s working some voodoo shit on her or something.” Violet grinned in victory. “Go on, Aria.” she goaded. Aria sighed and continued. “Edgar, I dare you to lose your pants. That’s the best I can do for ya, buddy.” Edgar nodded in acceptance, and stood, undoing his belt and dropping his pants, revealing a pair of grey boxer briefs, well filled in the front. It looked like Jet might die of joy on the spot, and Violet took a good hard look herself. Cooper grinned and nodded in approval, his ‘tent’ growing a little taller as well. “Take a picture ladies and gentlemen, because at the end of the game, all of this is all mine again.” Christabella added, motioning over him as if he were a game show prize. Edgar said nothing and kneeled down again, reaching for his slip.

For the first time in the entire game, Edgar smiled and let out a chuckle. “Justice, thy name is Dares in a Hat.” He said, waving the slip toward Violet. “Time to pay the piper, Violet. Normally I’d be the nice one and give you something productive like ‘I dare you not to smoke for the rest of the game.’, but considering what Aria and I have been put through and the fact that you’ve just been able to sit and enjoy it all means I need to make this worthwhile. Who knows if your name is gonna come out of that thing again.” Violet yawned. “Wordy as ever, Edgar. Give up on the speech and give me what you’ve got. Out of this whole room, I’ve got to do your dare. That’s as easy as getting off gets.” At that moment, a look came over Edgar that seemed wildly out of character… to everyone except Christabella and Aria. A mischievous grin played across his face, and the whole room focused in. “Funny you should mention getting off, Violet. I’m going to let you keep your clothes on, but I’ve heard from your pals about what you keep in that purse of yours. I dare you to take it out, turn it on, and keep it between your thighs and against your crotch until you get dared again.”

All three of the girls looked totally shocked. Christabella and Aria had seen this side of Edgar (the former more often than the latter) in the privacy of the bedroom, but never in such a public setting. The two looked at each other, smiled widely, and looked to Violet, who seemed to still be trying to process what he had said. Cooper and Jet leaned in, wondering what was in Violet’s purse, though they had a pretty good idea. They were proven correct a few moments later when Violet closed her mouth, reached into her purse, and produced a small pink vibrator. Edgar looked fairly pleased with himself as she turned the knob at the end, placed it between her legs, and closed her thighs to keep it in place. Now Jet and Cooper turned to Edgar with looks of approval. “Perhaps we underestimated you.” Jet admitted. “So he’s more than a Greek statue after all.” Cooper added.

Violet reached quickly into the hat, pulling out a name, and stating (somewhat shakily) “Cooper.” She dropped the name back in, straightening up and trying to maintain a poker face. “I dare you… to drop the towel. You-… You’re practically showing it off already.” Cooper grinned. “You okay there Violet?” “I’m fine.” she snapped. “Really? Cuz your voice sounds a little shaky.” Everyone chuckled. “Stop stalling, asshat. Show us the goods or… back out.” Along with her words came a faint and persistent buzzing sound. Cooper just kept smiling, and stood up. The towel wasn’t leaving much to the imagination anymore. “I saw this one coming. Oh well.” And with that, the towel dropped, showing off his fully erect cock, glistening at the tip with precum. It really was fairly well sized, and everyone but Edgar focused in on it for a moment before he sat back down. Christabella, Violet, and Jet all seemed quite pleased, and Aria just stared blankly at it with curiosity. After a moment, Violet shuddered, almost barking out “C’mon Cooper, draw a damned name.” Cooper took on a sly look, jeering “Oh! I nearly forgot. Wouldn’t want to draw out your torment, right?”

By now the group was looking pretty well compromised. Cooper was buck naked. Jet was in nothing but panties which by now were hardly accomplishing any manner of coverage, with the head of his cock peeking out of the top and the rest perfectly outlined in the satiny fabric. Edgar was stripped to his boxer-briefs, which as previously mentioned showed his general endowment pretty clearly, and Aria was shirtless. The only two with their clothes on were Christabella and Violet, and the former was going commando while the latter held a vibrator between her legs. The game had gotten interesting indeed. Cooper leaned forward, going on all fours and arching his ass into the air towards Jet, which prompted another twitch in his (or rather Christabella’s) panties. His cock bounced lightly under his belly as he reached for the hat and pulled out a new name. “Jet Soshi, ol’ buddy. You’re up.”

Jet looked down at his current circumstance, stating “Well, at this point I’m willing to bet that it can’t be very tame.” Cooper just smiled. “I dare you to take off those ridiculous panties and stroke your cock for two minutes.” Jet started to stand, and Cooper added “And I mean here in this room, in front of everyone, before you get any ideas.” Edgar turned his face toward the ladies, holding up a hand to block out the ever growing number of exposed cocks in the room. Jet happily obliged, stepping out of the panties and flicking them back at Christabella, his dick bouncing once before he took it in his hand and sat back down. “Two minutes?” Jet asked. “Two minutes.” Cooper confirmed, setting the timer.

Jet leaned back, acutely aware that all eyes (save for Edgar’s) were squarely on his cock. This only served to make him further erect, and much to the ladies’ delight, he was almost a solid inch longer than Cooper, who was no slouch by any means. Even Aria seemed impressed, though admittedly less entranced than the other two. He took his time at first, gripping his foreskin and sliding it back to expose the tip, then using it to rub back and forth. “Dude, I never knew you weren’t cut…” Christabella said, leaning closer to inspect. “You can get as close as you want, Chrissy.” He said with a wink, stroking gradually faster. “Watch it man.” Edgar warned, shooting him a quick intimidating look before nervously averting his eyes from the scene once more. Christabella clenched her fist against the floor and bit her lip, and Aria knew that if she hadn’t been in a relationship with Edgar, she might have taken that offer into consideration. It looked as though Violet was considering it herself, and Cooper for that matter. Jet tilted his head back with a low groan, stroking ever faster until… “Uh… time.” Cooper stated, looking a little out of it for a moment.

Jet grinned, taking a bow. “I hope you all enjoyed the show.” he teased. “Encore!” Violet called, cupping her hands over her mouth, jolting a bit just after doing so. “Fuck. Later. Encore later. Just draw my name out of that f-freaking thing.” Jet obeyed, but not to the result she had hoped. As he drew out the next name, he beckoned to Cooper. “And straight back to you. Payback is a bitch, huh?” Cooper stared Jet down defiantly, dropping his gaze to Jet’s crotch for just a moment then back to his eyes. “I guess we’ll see.” Jet’s smile twitched mischievously. “You’ll do more than see, Coop. I dare you to finish what you started. Make me cum.” “Oh shit.” Christabella chimed with glee, drawing even closer to watch. Violet seemed to be torn between pleasure and aggravation, biting her lip as the buzzing continued. “God damn it…” Edgar commented, having taken to staring at the floor.

“I guess I deserve that.” Cooper said passively, moving over on hands and knees before kneeling in front of Jet. Jet held out a hand to give him pause, moving to retrieve the chair he had sat in earlier, placing it in front of Cooper and taking a seat. “That should make it easier for you.” Cooper snickered. “Gee, how thoughtful.” he said, rolling his eyes. “I’m a giver.” Jet added sarcastically. After a moment of hesitation, Cooper overcame his self-consciousness and took Jet’s member in his hand, pulling down his foreskin to reveal the sensitive head, tipped with a bead of precum. Tentatively, Cooper dipped his head over Jet’s lap, sticking out his tongue to graze the tip, lapping up the pearl left from Jet’s previous self-attention. This action seemed to arouse Jet further, and he ran his hand over the back of Cooper’s head, lacing his fingers through the boy’s hair. This likewise emboldened Cooper, who finally bobbed his head down, taking Jet’s shaft into his mouth with impressive depth. Jet let out an accidental moan, and Cooper proceeded on, bobbing and stroking, licking and caressing. It was obvious that he had done this before, and even Jet (whose reputation for being promiscuous was well known) had trouble hiding his reactions, especially as Cooper used his free hand to lightly caress Jet’s balls.

Violet had closed her eyes to try to block out the sensations of the vibrator, and was biting her lip in concentration, seemingly having little luck as she would occasionally twitch suddenly or shudder lightly. Christabella had begun to slip her hand between her legs, unconsciously rubbing herself through her jeans, seemingly unaware of anything but the pair of boys. This in turn made Aria feel herself growing warmer, and she had to resist doing the same. Jet began to mutter praises to Cooper in a barely audible voice, punctuated with the occasional moan or breathy “Fuck.” Finally, Cooper pulled the cock from his mouth and pumped his hand rhythmically, opening his mouth and sticking out his tongue. Unable to hold out any longer, Jet let loose a rope of cum which hit just to the side of Cooper’s nose, trailing into his open mouth. Finishing the job, Cooper swallowed, licking clean the remaining semen from Jet’s still throbbing shaft, and wiped off his cheek, licking his fingers. Then, as if nothing had happened, and with Jet still panting, he moved to the hat and drew a name.

“Edgar,” Cooper said breathily. “I dare you… to have to watch every dare from now on. If you look away, you have to join in.” Edgar shot up a death glare to Cooper, who smiled in response. “Don’t knock it till you try it. You never know what you might like.” Edgar scoffed. “Don’t flatter yourself. I know what I’m about. And I might not like it, but I’ve handled worse circumstances. Don’t get any ideas about trapping me into your sex acts, Cooper. My willpower is solid.” Cooper shook his head. “I’m going easy on you, idiot. I could just dare you to do something with us. I just thought it would be more fun if I got you to do it yourself.” This shut Edgar up, and he opted to draw a name rather than continue that train of thought. “Aria.” He read, and Aria snapped to attention. Just a moment ago, Christabella had seemed to realize what she had been doing, and looked up to see Aria ogling her. Aria had frozen like a deer in the headlights until she was spoken to. “Uh, what?” She asked, unsure if Edgar had said anything more.

Edgar looked like he was in contemplation, before he looked over to Violet, now loosing the occasional unintentional impassioned sigh as she tried desperately to contain her displays of arousal. “I guess since I’m in this deep already I might as well start stepping up my game, but I hate to start that with you, since you let me off easy earlier. So you get a choice. I dare you to either take off the rest of your clothes and stop covering your breasts… or you can spare Violet however many turns she’ll have to wait to stop by finishing her off yourself.” Christabella got wide eyed, her mouth formed into an ‘o’. “Damn baby, keep that shit coming.” she praised. Aria looked to Violet, who seemed beyond the point of protest, and then back up to Edgar uncertainly. She still had some serious reservations about stripping nude in front of her friends, but then again, was getting Violet off any less embarrassing? The only things she knew for sure were that she couldn’t back out now, with how… interesting things were getting, and that either way, she would have to nut up and just pick, because it was likely only going to get more intense from here on. That was the price of admission. She looked up at Violet and made a split decision. “You’re welcome.” she said, pulling the vibrator out from between her legs.

Violet breathed a sigh of relief, then seemed to become lucid for a moment as she realized what was coming next. However, she came to acceptance fairly quickly, just saying “Thanks, pal.” and pulling back her skirt, revealing a pair of scarlet red panties, soaked from her ‘punishment’. Aria moved to sit behind Violet, letting her lay back against her as a brace, as Violet positioned herself at a kneel, spreading her legs a bit to allow easier access. Aria slipped her right hand around her belly and into the hem of her panties, her left hand moving to cup Violet’s breast. She slid her right hand further, slipping a finger along Violet’s crease, surprised at how warm and moist she had already become. She appeared to be incredibly sensitive now, courtesy of the extended vibrations, and she was putty in Aria’s hand as she deftly slid and caressed Violet’s pussy under her panties, but otherwise in plain view of the others. Violet breathed heavily, goading her on in whispered breaths. Aria’s pace quickened, occasionally stopping to tease her clit or slip a finger or two inside her opening. Violet grew more and more vocal, panting and begging, which caused Aria to proceed with added fervor. “Yes… oh god, right there…” Violet praised. “Oh fuck, I’m almost there…” Aria reflexively teased her breast through her shirt and kissed along her neck seductively. Then, just as the breath hit Violet’s ear as Aria moved in to lightly nibble it, Violet thrust her hips and moaned, further soaking the front of her panties. Aria drew back her hands, licking her fingers clean as Violet breathed “Holy fuck, Aria.”

Aria, keeping her breasts exposed, walked proudly to the hat, reached in, and pulled the next name. She smiled, eyes drifting from the paper to Edgar. “Again?” He asked, but Aria shook her head. “Nope. But I get to repay your kindness.” She stated. “Christabella, I dare you to take off your pants and let Edgar fuck you until he cums.” Both Edgar and Christabella looked surprised, but not displeased. “Aria, I take it back. You do know how to play this game.” Christabella said, turning her back to the group as she stood, pulling down her pants to reveal her bare ass. Jet and Cooper cheered with approval, and Violet looked to Edgar’s crotch expectantly, absently stroking herself over her panties. Surely enough, Christabella bent over, pushing her ass and pussy into full view of the room, and yanked Edgar’s boxer-briefs down in one swift motion. “Really?” Edgar asked her, as if for her approval. She pulled his underwear off the rest of the way and tossed them with abandon behind her, leaning in to his ear and whispering “Oh yeah. I’ve always wanted to do this.” Edgar’s cock stiffened as she spoke, and she traced kisses down his neck to his chest, then started to suck him off while she slipped her hand to her own slit, teasing herself as she worked. It seemed as though she was intentionally pointing her pussy straight at Aria as she did this, even spreading her lips for a better view.

After she had the two of them prepared, she straddled him, pushing him to lay on his back on the floor. Aria noticed that both Jet and Cooper had joined Violet in pleasuring themselves to the sight, stroking their cocks rhythmically. Suddenly Aria wished she had opted to undress instead of pleasuring Violet, so that she could do the same. Christabella took Edgar’s shaft in one hand, balancing herself with the other. Slowly she descended onto his cock, slipping it with ease into her wet slit. Both of the couple let out a gasp of pleasure, and Christabella went straight to work pumping herself up and down, swallowing her boyfriend’s length inside of her. Edgar’s hands went to her waist, helping her keep motion and thrusting himself deeper inside. They both stared intensely into each others eyes, as if challenging each other. As the moments passed, they got faster and more intense, and Christabella drug her nails down Edgar’s chest with enough pressure to leave long scratch marks. This seemed to trigger something in Edgar, and he grabbed her wrist, forcefully yanking her off of him and throwing her to the ground. At first the room was in shock, as everyone thought they were witnessing some kind of abuse, but as he set her to her knees and pulled her arms behind her back, slipping back inside of her from behind, her face was showing pure pleasure. This sent a ripple of arousal through Aria, and suddenly she had a powerful need to be pleasured with the same intensity. With a guttural growl and a powerful thrust, Edgar climaxed, pulling out just in time for his seed to cascade onto Christabella’s lower back, coating it and spattering the back of her shirt. She huffed and shook, clenching the carpet in her fingers, shuddering before rolling over to look at him with eyes full with satisfaction.

“Shit.” Jet muttered, grinning ear to ear. “We need to play this game more often.” Violet ran a hand through her hair, brushing it back behind her ear. “Hell yeah we do.” Christabella leaned up, kissing Edgar deeply before moving him aside and heading for the hat. “Game’s not over yet, boys and girls.” She said, grabbing a slip and still breathing heavily. “Cooper… Hmm…” She got a sly look in her eye. “I dare you not to touch yourself unless someone gives you permission for the rest of the game.” Cooper’s joy deflated, and he squinted at her sourly. “Oh, you bitch.” He hissed. “Fine. But I’ll remember that.” Jet chuckled, lightly stroking his cock. “Sucks, bro.” “Fuck you, dude.” he grumbled, reaching into the hat. “Okay, I can work with this.” he beckoned to Violet. “Violet… I dare you to strip down and blow me.” He grinned. “If I can’t do it, I’ll have someone else do better.” Violet, no longer looking reluctant, actually smiled at the idea. “Sure.” She said, standing up and beginning to undress slowly. First she shrugged off her jacket, then her shoes and socks, before seductively pulling off her shirt, revealing a very ornate and likely expensive scarlet lace bra. She pulled off her skirt, then sauntered in her bra and panties toward Cooper, who grinned ever wider as she drew closer. Reaching behind her back, she unlatched her bra, but let it dangle on her shoulders, not yet allowing it to drop. She slipped her fingers under the waist of her panties and lowered them ever-so-slightly, showing just the top of her patch of groomed pubic hair. Just as it seemed she was going to lay everything bare, she pulled them back, opting instead to shrug off her bra, letting her D-cup breasts spill out into the open air, her dark areolas framing her perked nipples. Only then did she lower her panties, showing her body completely. She may have been a bit on the bigger side, but nobody could contest why she was so popular with men. She was actually pretty gorgeous.

Cooper leaned back and spread his legs to grant her access, but before she proceeded, she made sure to tease him a bit, sliding her hand to her pussy and rubbing it oh-so-gently, spreading herself seductively and licking her finger. Once he was well and truly engaged, standing at full attention, she dropped to her knees, then laid on her stomach between his legs, holding his cock playfully, looking him straight in the eyes. “Oh come on… you’re killing me.” He begged, and finally she let her tongue glide over the underside of his shaft, teasing the spot just under the tip before taking him fully into her mouth. Her tongue worked skillfully around his dick, making his eyes roll back for a moment, but every time he seemed like he was nearing climax, she would slow or stop, looking into his eyes seductively. “She’s fucking playing with him.” Christabella whispered gleefully into Aria’s ear, and Aria grinned. “You can play with my ass if you want.” Violet cooed, and without hesitation, Cooper did just that, grabbing a handful and pulling to expose her all the more to those witnessing from behind her. He gave it a solid slap, and she let out a playful moan, stroking his cock which was well-lubed with her saliva. “You wanna cum, baby?” She uttered, biting her lip. “Yeah…” he groaned, obviously close to finishing. “You really wanna cum?” He could hardly respond, but managed to repeat “Fuck… yeah…” She stopped, letting go of his cock, kissing the tip and winking. “Then you should have been more specific.” Aria covered her mouth to stifle her laughter, but let out a snort regardless. Cooper was left stunned. Violet high-fived Christabella, and pulled a new name from the hat.

Violet grabbed the hat, gave it a playful shake, and pulled out the name of the next victim. “Oooh… Aria again.” She declared happily. “I dare you to strip down to nothing and masturbate while someone films it.” Jet called “I’ll do it!” fumbling for the phone in his discarded pants pocket. “I’m not done!” Violet interjected. “Aria gets to choose who. And she can do it in private if she wants, just her and them.” Violet winked at Aria. “As thanks.” Aria was relieved that she had some options, but the thought of being filmed doing something so intimate… Before she had time to think about it, she blurted “Christabella. I want Christabella to do it.” Violet smiled knowingly. Edgar had a strange look on his face, like a mix of relief, curiosity, and worry. Honestly, it was strange enough that Aria had to stop herself from smiling when she saw him. Still, she hoped that this didn’t make things weird between them. Christabella excitedly grabbed her phone and stood, still clothed only from the waist up, and grabbed Aria by the arm as Jet and Cooper mumbled complaints under their breath, knowing that no one would back them up. Christabella simply asked “Where?” Aria blushed. “Uh… anywhere upstairs I guess. As long as no-one can see inside.” Christabella nodded, pulling her up the stairs and leading her to the bathroom.

Closing the door behind them, Christabella pointed to the shower, still wet from Cooper’s shower. “Strip down and sit on the little bench in there.” Aria exhaled. Slowly she took off her pants, standing for a moment awkwardly in just her panties. “Been a while.” Christabella remarked, looking her over. Aria blushed deeper, sliding out of her panties and sitting in the shower. Christabella aimed her phone, smiling. “Shame I can’t help you anymore, but…” She slid her back down the door until she sat against it. “I can give you some material.” she teased, pulling up the bottom of her shirt and her bra to reveal her breasts, sliding her free hand to pinch and tease her nipples before rubbing her exposed pussy slowly, obviously more for Aria’s benefit than her own. Aria, blown away by the view and the circumstance, had to catch her breath, sliding her own hand to her slit and massaging herself almost automatically. “Recording in 3… 2… 1…” Christabella counted, pressing the record button after she hit one. As she did so, Aria saw her slide her finger inside herself.

Now aware that she was actually being filmed, she forced herself to continue, trying to ignore the phone by closing her eyes, but couldn’t bear to miss her own show. She found herself entranced by the scene, slowly beginning to disregard the camera and rock her hips against her hand. The more intensely she pleasured herself, the more of a show Christabella gave, teasing her clit, rubbing her nipples, squeezing her breasts, and slipping in one… two… three fingers. All of this was off-camera of course, and the idea that this was her own personal viewing made Aria more and more ravenous until Christabella’s words put her over the edge. “You look like you’re enjoying yourself.” Christabella teased. “Yes…” Aria responded. “You like being watched?” She continued. “Mmm… yes…” Christabella licked her lips. “Does it make you want to cum for your audience?” Aria rocked even harder, then pulled out her fingers and started rubbing her clit wildly, desperately needing to release all the sexual frustration built up over the game. “Ohhh… fuck, yes… Oh fuck, I’m cumming!” She cried, and with just another moment she was rocked by one of the most powerful, pulsing orgasms she had ever given herself. Her back arched and she had to grip the seat to stop herself from falling. To her surprise, the climax was so intense that she actually felt herself squirt, not once, but twice. “Oh, fun!” Christabella teased. “Good thing I picked the shower.” With those words, she stopped the recording and pocketed her phone, a satisfied look glued on her face. She kicked Aria’s clothes over by Cooper’s, fixed her bra and shirt, and waited for Aria to compose herself enough to walk. “That-” she added “was very fun.”

Making their way through the house back to the basement stairs, Aria thought for the twentieth or so time about asking Christabella why she was with Edgar when they so obviously had sexual chemistry, but just as always she held her tongue. She could never hurt Edgar like that, especially after leaving him herself. They really were happy together, and she didn’t have it in her to break them up. Not to mention, she had no way of knowing if Christabella felt the same way, or if she just saw Aria as an ex-friend with benefits. She unwittingly let out a heavy sigh as she started down the stairs, and Christabella turned. “Nervous about going down naked?” She asked, and suddenly Aria became self-aware, realizing that her friends were no more than ten feet away around the corner, and her full body was laid bare. She had never been so vulnerable in her life, and she froze. Christabella looked as though she was caught between amusement and pity, and after a moment shrugged and began to remove the rest of her clothes. “What are you…?” Aria queried, and Christabella, never one to wait for a full question before answering, responded “I’ll go down naked with you. That way you’ll feel more secure, and they won’t just be looking at you.” She smiled caringly at Aria, then back to the door. “Well c’mon. If we leave them alone too long, they’ll probably all start fucking each other and Edgar will flip his shit.” Aria nodded, and the both of them walked out, buck naked, into the room.

Edgar looked shocked as they entered, but Christabella explained. “Don’t worry your beautiful head, babe. I just took it off like 2 seconds ago. I figured everyone else was letting it all hang out, and I was halfway there already, so whatever.” Jet clapped. “Two for the price of one! So do we get to watch it now, or…” Violet cut him off. “That wasn’t part of the dare.” “How do we know they even did it?” Cooper asked. Christabella pulled out her phone, pulling up the video and turning it to Violet. For a moment, Aria’s faint moan could be heard, then the audio stopped. Violet smiled. “Good enough for me.” Cooper looked at Edgar next. “What about him? He was supposed to watch each dare, or else he had to participate. He didn’t do either.” Violet shook her head. “I said they could do it in private.” Cooper continued to insist. “But there’s a video, right? He could watch that.” Jet looked a bit uneasy, like he knew there would be a fight if this continued. “Guys, just chill…” he muttered. Sure enough, Violet looked like she was about to tear into him when Aria’s voice cut through the tension so swiftly it seemed to diffuse the situation. “He can watch.” Everyone looked to her with surprise. “Everyone can watch. I don’t care.” Now even Aria was in shock. She didn’t know why she said that, but much to her confusion and surprise, it was actually true. Something clicked, and it was as if her shyness disappeared completely. Christabella looked at her, impressed. “Really? You don’t have to. You already did the dare.” Aria maintained her stance. “Sure, why not? I’m already naked, so fuck it. Let the pervs get their show.” Cooper looked totally disarmed, and oddly enough, approving. Not approving of the idea that he could watch the video, but approving of the fact that she was willing to let everyone see it. Like he was proud of her or something.

After a minute of everyone taking in what had happened, Edgar said “I’ll let you have whatever privacy you can muster at this point. I’m not that kind of guy.” Cooper shrugged. “Whatever. Guess you guys can do what you want. It’s just a game.” Jet looked to the other two, then spoke. “Hell, I’m that kind of guy. If you guys aren’t gonna check this out, I sure as hell will.” Violet concurred. “I’m up for the entertainment, if you’re still good with it.” Aria nodded, and Christabella handed the phone to Violet. Jet rushed over to check it out, and the sounds of Aria’s pleasure once more rose up, along with the quieted voice of Christabella. Christabella whispered “Never knew you wanted to be a porn star.” Aria smiled. “I’m discovering a lot of things tonight.” Christabella smiled and sat down next to Edgar, and as the video was ending, Aria moved to draw a name from the hat. Jet stroked himself a few times and gave Aria a look of approval. “If you ever want to make some more movies, give me a call.” Aria, still holding the slip, shook her head. “Sorry, bro. I’m not looking to get what you’ve got.” He shrugged, sitting back down, running his eyes over her body. “Cooper’s turn again. You sure you don’t wanna back out Coop? You’ve had some rough rounds.” Cooper looked unfazed. “Just go for it.” She smiled. “Okay. I dare you to let Jet fuck you. My apologies to Edgar, but I’ve always wanted to see two guys get it on.” Edgar did look put out, but said nothing. “And by my grace… you can touch yourself while he does it.”

Cooper looked to Jet, seemingly unopposed. “Dare’s a dare.” Jet grinned. “Got any lube in that purse, Violet?” he asked, mostly out of jest. Violet, on the other hand, just reached into her purse and tossed him a bottle. “You fucking slut.” Christabella teased. She just shrugged and said “Shut up, the show’s about to start.” Cooper and Jet stared at each other intently as Jet drizzled lube into his palm and stroked his cock, causing it to glisten in the light of the room. Without breaking his challenging stare, Cooper asked “So how are we-” But Jet moved in, pushing his back to the ground and pressing in for a forceful kiss. Edgar, much to Aria’s surprise, maintained a reluctant gaze toward the pair. Taking his lubed hand, Jet stroked Cooper’s shaft, swirling his palm over the tip with practiced dexterity. Cooper moaned lowly, muffled by the kiss, and jolted a bit as Jet pressed one lubricated finger into his ass, pushing it in rhythmically as his dick slid across his friend’s belly, bumping into his own cock, which stood fully erect. Aria was entranced with glee, and the other two girls watched with lust as Edgar dutifully looked on, obviously displeased. Soon, one finger turned to two, then three… all while Jet made out with the boy fiercely, grinding on him from above. He leaned in, whispering in Cooper’s ear, saying “You’re gonna love this.” then backed to a kneel, lining up his cock to Cooper’s opening, playfully prodding it until… “Ahhhh….” Cooper moaned, arching a bit as Jet’s cock slipped inside, slowly pressing further and further inward, until his balls rested against the boy’s ass, then slipping back and pushing in again, slowly but forcefully as Cooper’s hand went to his own cock, stroking in motion to the thrusts.

Edgar, by now having gone totally soft, at least seemed to be getting desensitized to the scene, and just seemed to be waiting for it to end. The girls, however, couldn’t take their eyes off of them. Christabella and Violet massaged their bodies at the scene, and Aria looked in awe as if she were watching an exciting movie. As Jet’s speed climbed, so too did Cooper’s pants get louder, and his hand moved more rapidly, his body rocking with the passionate throws. Suddenly, Jet threw Cooper’s legs over his shoulders, hiking up his ass and pushing himself further in and with more intensity. A few more moments of this, and Jet groaned, cock twitching inside of Cooper as it blew a load inside of him, and as Cooper clenched around him, he himself finally reached the point of no return, casting his sperm all across his own torso, a bit even hitting him in the chin. The two stayed like this for a moment, before leaning close and making out passionately for a couple moments, then parting, Jet’s cock slipping out and waving about before slapping down onto his stomach, dripping the last bits of cum onto his belly button as he rolled to his back and breathed heavily on the floor.

“This is so much fucking better than pay-per-view.” Christabella announced. “I second that.” Jet huffed, panting on the ground through a grin. “If I’m sore tomorrow, all of you are on my shit list.” Cooper warned, eyes closed and breathing heavily. “If you aren’t, I didn’t do it right.” Jet bragged. “I don’t know how I got myself into this mess, but that shit is still burned into my corneas. You guys are assholes.” Edgar lamented. “I’ll make it up to you, baby.” Christabella said with a wink. “Since you’ve been so nice to me tonight, letting me play this game…” She reached down, fondling his soft cock gently. “Tomorrow night, I’ll play whatever… games… you want me to.” Cooper pulled himself up, reached for the hat, and pulled out a piece of paper. “Looks like right now though… you’re playing whatever game I want you to.” he taunted. “And I dare you to let Aria eat you out.” Christabella looked up to Edgar, who after just a moment nodded in allowance. “Not ideal…” he mumbled. “But I trust you… and it might get that last dare out of my head.” She smiled and looked at Aria with come-hither eyes, positioning herself in front of Edgar, legs spread out invitingly toward Aria. “Enjoy the show babe. I’ll be sure to make it fun for you too.” She reached back behind her, teasing his cock.

Aria moved in, having decided to submit fully to the game. Not that she would have been upset about this particular dare. She got on all fours, grinning seductively, and began crawling toward Christabella, licking her lips. “It’s been a while. I could use the practice.” Christabella stared her down, smirking. “Practice away.” Jet and Cooper moved in for a better view, Violet lighting up another cigarette and smiling. Aria dipped her head to Christabella’s thigh, kissing it tenderly from just above the knee up to her hip. She traced her tongue around her pelvis, then lowered herself to lace it between Christabella’s folds, up and down, before tracing up the middle of her slit to circle her clit. Christabella used one hand to pleasure Edgar, lacing the other into Aria’s scarlet locks, bidding her deeper. Aria brought one hand back, massaging her already sensitive pussy, giving quite a show to those watching behind. She lightly nipped the skin of Christabella’s vulva, just enough to get her to twitch with pleasure and bight her lip before working her tongue to tease the inner walls of her pussy, slipping two fingers into her own pussy as she did. Edgar began kissing down Christabella’s neck, massaging her breasts with both hands. Christabella threw her head back, her head swimming in ecstasy, pumping her hand over Edgar’s cock and letting out an impassioned “Yes…. mmmmm…. Oh, right there…. Fuck, your tongue feels so good.”

Aria’s tongue twisted and darted, her mouth slick with saliva and Christabella’s juices. Her fingers danced over her own clit, bringing her close to climax for a second time. She felt a hand on her ass, squeezing and spreading her further, but she didn’t care. Not even as she felt the warmth of a tongue teasing her anus. It only drove her further into her passionate delve, her tongue lashing expertly until… “Oh fuck, I’m cumming!” Christabella cried out, gripping Aria’s hair so tightly she thought it was going to pull out, and pressing her face in and holding her as her body pulsed and rippled with pleasure, cumming as Edgar twisted her nipples lightly in his fingers. Her body shuddered twice more, all the while, Edgar teased her breasts and kissed her neck, and Aria ‘cleaned’ her with her tongue, mostly for her own pleasure. “Holy… fucking… shit.” Christabella huffed, leaning back to kiss Edgar passionately. Aria looked back, noting her mystery assistant as Violet, who winked before returning to her spot. Jet and Cooper seemed very pleased. After Christabella’s mouth was freed from Edgar’s, she gave Aria a playfully accusing glare. “You need practice my ass. You know EXACTLY what the fuck you’re doing.” Aria wiped her mouth, teasingly licking her fingers. “I learned from the best.” She retorted.

After Christabella regained herself enough to do so, she reached into the hat and pulled out Violet’s name. She turned to her, smiling, and started “Violet. I dare you-” “I quit.” Violet interrupted. “What?” Christabella asked, shocked that Violet of all people was backing out, before even hearing the dare. “Why?” Violet smiled. “You forget, Christabella, that the boys are probably pushed to their limits, and much more of this for any of us is gonna start getting uncomfortable, so I have a counter-proposition.” “To your own game?” Aria laughed, wiping her chin of Christabella’s juices. “I didn’t know it would go this far.” Violet admitted. “But now that it has…” She looked across the room, admiring the view. “I think that we’re past the point of needing dares to satisfy our curiosities. I propose we make this a more regular circumstance.” Jet raised an eyebrow. “How do you mean?” He asked. Violet grinned. “I mean that my parents leave town A LOT. We have a bunch of rooms we never use, and I have places where I hide… things. I also have more money than I know what to do with, if I’m being honest. I say that whenever we want, we meet at my house, if my parents are out, and let ourselves experience whatever we feel like. No rules, except whatever rules we want to have, and no one has to do anything they want, unless they agree to do whatever we decide. I can even pick up some… accessories, if people are interested.”

Cooper grinned. “Sounds like that could be fun.” Jet nodded. “More like the greatest fucking idea I’ve ever heard.” Aria, with her newfound confidence, also agreed. “I haven’t had this much fun, or felt this good in like… well… a really long time. I’m in.” Christabella and Edgar, looking at each other in wordless communication, finally looked back to the group. Christabella said nothing, just smiling. “We’re in too… We’ll see how it goes.” Violet stood, grinning in anticipation. “Looks like we’re just getting started.”

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The Business Trip (or How Grace Released Her Inner Slut)

The Business Trip (or How Grace Released Her Inner Slut)
By rutger5 An Original Story (Copyright 2013)
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The knock on the door was followed by the sound of a loud, booming voice calling from beyond it.

“Grace, are you ready?”

“Be right there Bob,” the woman replied as her manicured fingertip hovered over her Blackberry’s keypad.

Indecision gripped her, for though Grace hit delete when it asked for a confirmation she pressed cancel instead and then hit send. ‘Well it’s too late to chicken out now,‘ she thought to herself, but she also knew it was only a first step. Even if her plan worked to perfection she’d still have plenty of chances to back down, that is if it would become necessary to in the first place. Grace truthfully doubted it would ever come down to it as she slipped the phone into her bag and walked to the door of the hotel room.

Bob Kruger did a double-take when the door opened and she emerged from her room for he’d never seen her looking so attractive. He’d always felt that she was pretty, but back home she dressed in a much more casual style. There she favored loose, comfortable mom slacks generally paired with a colorful, print blouse and she usually wore her dyed blond hair in a simple ponytail. Surprisingly this look helped her, for many of her clients were families or retirees and they related to her soccer mom appearance.

Now she was styling a black, tailored pinstripe suit consisting of a single breasted pleated jacket with a matching pencil skirt that ended just above her knee. She also had on a plain white blouse but uncharacteristically for Grace she had left the top few buttons undone showing a glimpse of her creamy, white skin. Due to the modest size of her bosom there wasn’t anything revealed but for the suburban mom it was still quite daring. Rounding out her outfit were a pair of three inch black heels which made the petite woman who barely topped five feet appear a bit taller while also showing off her toned, runner’s calves to great effect under her black, silk stockings.

However the biggest changes to her appearance this day was that she was wearing makeup instead of only lipstick like usual and her hair wasn’t held in a ponytail by a scrunchy but was styled into a sophisticated and flattering chignon that showed her slender neck to its best advantage.

“All set?” he asked when she turned to him after first checking to make sure her room door was locked securely.

“Uh huh,” she replied, “but what are we doing about breakfast? Do we have time to stop on the way?”

“The hotel provides a continental breakfast and we have just enough time to grab something before catching a taxi to take us to company HQ for the big meeting.”

Leave it to Bob to have it all worked out in regards to food Grace thought as they waited for the elevator and her eyes took in his large, doughy body. True to form he loaded his plate up with numerous sweet pastries while she was content with a low fat blueberry muffin and a strong cup of black coffee. After breakfast they headed out onto Allen Street where he managed to hail them a yellow cab in record time.

“After you,” he told her as he held the door open while she climbed inside.

Bob couldn’t help himself from ogling her as she got in, especially when her skirt slid further up her thigh. Once settled in the backseat she turned his way and couldn’t help noticing his eyes fixated on her shapely leg. Feeling her face flush she turned and looked out the window at the busy city street while adjusting her rectangular frame glasses but she was secretly tickled pink. She’d known Bob for years, ever since joining the investment company they both worked for and she’d never noticed him checking her out before. If he was now, why that must mean she was looking good and this confirmation filled her with a measure of satisfaction knowing her efforts had been successful and gave Grace hope that her plan might succeed.

During the short cab ride the two colleagues discussed the upcoming conference and Grace anxiously questioned him on what to expect for this was the first time she had attended the annual company meeting while he had been coming every year for quite some time.

“Don’t worry about it Grace, just be yourself and everything will be fine. If you weren’t one of the company’s rising stars then you wouldn’t be here,” he told her with a chuckle.

“That’s easy for you to say. It isn’t the first time you’ve been summoned from the boondocks to come to New York City for this. Plus in a sense I’m taking Carl Lundquist’s spot and those are mighty big shoes to fill. He was the closest thing to a legend in this company, at least in Indiana if not the whole Midwest region, and I don’t see how I can replace him.”

“Grace, Grace, you’re looking at it all wrong. Now you know I’d never say a bad word about Carl, he was a mentor to me and a lot of others in the company. But he’s gone now and besides that for the last few years he was coasting on his past reputation. Don’t get me wrong,” Bob said holding up a hand to forestall Grace from rebutting him, “he still did a good job and made the company and his client’s money. But after his wife died his heart wasn’t in it anymore. The only reason it was him going and not you was because of past achievements. The truth is your chosen investments outperformed his the last three years running. Now its true he had larger clients with more invested at the time but that’s beside the point. You’ve earned this.”

“Gee thanks Bob. Coming from you that means a lot to me,” she replied with a little smile.

“Just telling it like it is. So how do you like New York?” he asked in order to change the subject from work, for after seeing her in this new light his mind was on other matters, namely seeing if there was any way to get into her panties and ‘talking shop’ didn’t seem to be the best way to accomplish this.

“Well golly Bob, I haven’t been here long enough to actually know if I like the place but it sure is impressive. It’s just like in all the movies I’ve seen, what with the crowds of people hurrying everywhere and so many tall skyscrapers. After this Indianapolis doesn’t seem quite so big. Last night after we arrived I took some pictures from the hotel window with my phone and sent them back home to the girls. Emily still can’t believe that her mom is really in New York City.”

“Speaking of the hotel, how do you like your room?” he asked to try and get her to stop speaking of her family for the thought of her young daughters and husband made him feel a tad guilty about the lustful things he was thinking about her.

“It’s nice; it has a very impressive view of some bridge from the bathroom window. The room is a little small, I guess.”

“Well you shouldn’t complain about that, seeing as how you lucked out in not having to share your room with anyone else. My ‘roommate’ really knows how to snore, I can tell you. It’s a wonder I slept at all.”

Stifling a giggle Grace turned toward him before replying.

“Sorry about that Bob, but its not my doing that there was an uneven number of female employees attending this year‘s event. And I guess it was just plain luck that our flight was delayed and we arrived late so I got the last room to myself by default, in fact I have my choice of which bed to sleep in.”

“Luck I guess, but when that’s your name I suppose it comes with the territory,” he replied to her with a lopsided grin, for in fact her married surname was Luck.

“Oh please Bob, stop being silly. It doesn’t affect whether my luck is good or bad.”

At that point the conversation came to a halt for the cab had reached its destination in midtown. Bob paid the fare after which they both got out and he led her into the building. After signing in at the lobby front desk they were directed to a bank of elevators where they boarded one to the 33rd floor. When they entered the company suite they saw a number of people milling about as they waited for the meeting to commence. Recognizing someone Bob guided her forward where he introduced them.

“Grace, I’d like you to meet Craig Sutherland from our Illinois office. He’s the fellow I’m sharing the hotel room with. Craig, this is Grace Luck. I work with her in the Indianapolis office.”

They said hello to each other after which Bob and Craig began to enthusiastically discuss the baseball game they had watched the previous night in their hotel room. After standing there quietly for a few minutes Grace spoke to Bob when there was a brief lull in the conversation.

“I’m not sure if its nerves or what but all of a sudden I need to use the ladies room. Do you think I have time?” she whispered to him.

“Sure, even after everyone is here it takes some time to herd us all into the conference room. The restrooms are right around that corner,” he answered as he pointed her in their direction.

“Thanks, see you in a bit,” she told him before heading that way.

As she walked away Grace felt both the men’s eyes on her and as she turned around the bend she managed to sneak a quick peek back and sure enough they were watching her intently as they talked. While she found neither man particularly attractive, just the fact that she was turning heads further emboldened her on the path she’d set.

In spite of that Grace found her hands shaking when she removed her phone from her purse once she was safely locked in the bathroom stall. She was lucky not to drop it onto the tiled floor after she saw how many replies she had received to the ad she’d placed earlier that morning. Swallowing nervously she scanned through the replies looking for some that stood out, whether positively or negatively, to narrow down her search.

Those that appeared to be written by an illiterate she discarded without a further thought and she also deleted those that contained profanity or crude language though she wondered if she was being a hypocrite. After all here she was, a supposed respectable, married woman soliciting a total stranger for an anonymous sexual encounter over an internet site while on a business trip and she was worried about such niceties. Still she needed some way to winnow down her surprisingly abundant choices and she’d never cared for coarse language so those that used it she quickly removed.

That still left her with over five possibilities and as she sat there contemplating, another reply arrived in her inbox. Not being able to explain it but having a premonition she clicked on the newest arrival first and once she read the message she was glad she had. It read as follows:

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‘Bella – I was intrigued by your ad and I believe I might be what you are seeking. I’m a discerning and sophisticated older gentleman who is experienced and dare I say it, well endowed. If you are interested I can provide pictures at your request.
Ciao’________________________________________________________________________________

The message was followed by an e-mail account name and a phone number and there was something about the concise missive that made her believe she’d found the one. Of course that caused Grace to again question what she was doing and why, but by this time it had become an obsession with her and she felt helpless to resist. She quickly typed out a reply, informing the unseen respondent that she was busy until the coming evening but if it was okay she would be glad to meet him then to see if they were attracted to one another in person.

After sending the reply she hurried back and arrived just in time as everyone was now filing into the spacious conference room. The next couple of hours were a blur of introductions, speeches, networking and the like as the various employees conducted the annual company business. It wasn’t until noon when the catered lunch arrived at the conference room that Grace even had a chance to think about her own ‘personal’ business. Feeling too nervous to eat at the moment she slipped back to the ladies room and into a stall.

Without realizing it Grace held her breath as she brought up the screen on her blackberry and sure enough her mystery suitor had replied. She noticed right away that there were two attachments but she first read the message before opening them.

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‘Bella – the time is not an issue. I would gladly wait longer for a chance to make your acquaintance. I will be in the city until at least 6:00 P.M. on business anyway so it should work out fine. I believe you are staying on the Lower East Side and I know of a diner near there where we can meet. Just let me know when is a good time for you and I’ll be eagerly waiting your arrival.
Ciao – Sal
PS – I sent you some pictures with the message if you are interested in seeing me, for your photos inspired me greatly. That and your description of yourself as a naturally submissive woman who needs a take charge man to help you let yourself go.
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Grace wasted no time in opening the first attachment and found herself looking at the image of a stocky man who appeared to be in his mid forties with an olive complexion and a proud aquiline nose. His dark hair was slicked back and was graying around the temples while his mouth was narrow with a hint of cruelty about it. She let out an audible gasp after opening the second attachment for it was a selfie picture of his flaccid member taken from above and though it wasn’t erect it still appeared to be quite impressive in its dimensions.

Grace found herself squirming on the seat and she could feel herself becoming wet from the thought that if she wanted to, she could have it inside her that very night. Letting out a little moan that she was unable to contain Grace replied to his message and let him know that as soon as she had a definite time she’d call to inform him but she anticipated early evening. After a final look at his likeness she left the stall and returned to the conference room once she’d cooled down by applying some cold water to her flushed face.

The rest of the afternoon was like a slow moving blur to her and more than once she had to literally pinch herself to keep her concentration on the matter at hand, for her mind kept drifting back to the images of his narrow lips and wide manhood. On top of that the air conditioning in the room was cranking which made her thankful she was wearing a jacket. For between the climate controlled air and the wandering of her lusty imagination her sensitive nipples were as hard as pebbles while her damp panties also felt chilled from the room’s cold temperature. In spite of this, none seemed to notice how distracted she was and all the company higher ups seemed to be duly impressed by her knowledge and demeanor. Still the end of the workday couldn’t come soon enough for the attractive, married mother of two.

When the meeting finally ended just past five many of the participants remained in the room talking in pairs or small groups. She waited near the door for she expected that she and Bob would take a taxi ride back to their hotel together. All the while she was trying to formulate a plan to avoid having dinner with him that wouldn’t make him suspicious. She got along well enough with him but this night was about letting her inhibitions go and the last thing she wanted was to be around someone from back home who knew her and might sense the change in her. Fortunately chance favored Grace for in a couple of minutes he disentangled himself from the knot of people he’d been talking to and came up to her.

“Hey Grace, some of us have been talking and we’ve decided it would be a waste to be in New York City for the night and not take advantage,” he began. “So a bunch of us are going to a fancy steakhouse for dinner and after that, who knows?” he told her with a wink.

Quickly taking stock of the situation Grace Luck realized her good fortune had come through yet again.

“Gee Bob, that sounds great and I’d love to. But I don’t know if it’s because I’ve been so wound up or my allergies or what but I have a horrible headache right now. The best thing for me is to go back to the hotel and take a nap to see if I can lose it. Maybe if it goes away and its not too late I can meet up with you guys later.”

“Oh, that’s too bad but I understand where you’re coming from,” he told her, clearly disappointed. “Under the circumstances that makes sense. It is probably nerves but who knows, maybe after sleeping a half hour you’ll feel better.”

“Yeah, I hope so. I still need to buy the girls souvenirs and I’m not sure if I’ll have the chance tomorrow. Well you have a good time and don’t stay out too late,” she told him with a smile, “because we still have work tomorrow before we catch our flight.”

“Don’t I know it Grace. All right, feel better.”

“Thanks Bob,” she replied as she departed the room.

Luckily for her she managed to hail a cab quickly and as she rode back downtown she pulled her phone from her bag. After first taking a deep breath she then punched in the number he’d sent to her and listened as it rang a few times.

“Hello,” came a gravelly sounding voice over the speaker.

“Um, yes, hello,” she stammered nervously, “is this Sal??”

“Yes it is and you are?”

“This is Grace, we’ve been in contact about…” she replied before her voice trailed off from embarrassment.

“Ah yes. And a beautiful name to go along with a beautiful body. How are you Grace?”

“I’m good, thanks. Well I’m finished with my meeting now and on my way back to the hotel.”

“Very good. Do you have a time when we can meet?”

“I guess six thirty would be fine. That’ll give me a chance to freshen up before heading out, if that’s okay?”

“Of course, take your time. Can I give you the address?”

“Hold on,” she said as she dug through her purse for a pen. “Okay, I’m ready. The Bowery Diner, uh huh. And it’s located at 241 Bowery Street. I got it. What’s that? Just ask for Sal when I get there, okay. See you in a little while.”

Once she arrived at the hotel the only thing she did was change her damp panties when she saw how badly her womanly juices had stained the gusset where they’d leaked from her arousal. Then after applying a little perfume to her throat and wrists she headed back out. The man at the front desk gave her the directions and it wasn’t far away so she could walk, which was for the best anyway. At that moment her stomach was full of butterflies and she hoped the physical activity would help to calm her. While she walked she took a somewhat circuitous route for she had a little time to kill until six thirty and it gave her a chance to explore the neighborhood, if only for a little while.

As she walked along a street both parallel to and between the hotel and the diner she was heading to, her brown eyes fell upon a bar that stood out due to its name on the awning. Overall from the outside it looked non descript at best but since it was called bOb it made her laugh as she thought of her portly co-worker. Also knowing how nervous she was Grace decided that perhaps an adult beverage might relax her a little and make her inhibitions recede. She wasn’t normally much of a drinker, on occasion she would have a glass of wine or a couple of beers with dinner but that evening she was looking for something stronger.

Steeling herself, she walked in the door and once reaching the interior she almost turned around and left but didn’t. The first thing she’d noticed was it smelled of stale sweat and beer and it also appeared a bit run down. However she wasn’t there for the ambience, she told herself, but just to have a drink. At the moment there was only the bartender and another worker besides herself there, for the establishment had just opened and it wasn’t until late night that the place really came to life.

“Evening, what’ll you have?” the man asked as she approached the bar.

“Um, I guess I’ll have a margarita,” Grace replied, remembering she’d always enjoyed them on the rare occasions she’d had one, usually when out with girlfriends celebrating one of life’s little milestones.

“With salt?” he asked as he reached for a glass.

“Yes please,” she replied and within seconds she was sitting there drinking the frosty tequila beverage.

Maybe it was from being nervous or just thirsty but she drank it down in record time and with it still being early Grace assented when the bartender asked if she wanted another. This one she had the presence of mind to sip slowly, until noticing on her watch it was nearing six thirty so she downed the final third of the drink. Leaving a tip on the bar she then stood and when she did she felt momentarily lightheaded as the alcohol rushed to her head.

‘Grace, you should have only had one,’ she thought to herself, ‘especially since you didn’t eat much today.’

She stood still for a few seconds to steady herself, after which she walked slowly and a trifle unsteadily to the exit. Stepping outside she felt a little better so she resumed walking to the diner and arrived there right after six thirty. It appeared to be a somewhat old school style diner having a long counter with stools and multiple ceiling fans going at once with small tables and chairs in the front and booths lining both walls in the back section.

Before the hostess had a chance to approach her Grace recognized Sal sitting in one of the far booths facing the front. Without waiting to be seated she strutted purposefully toward him as she felt her heart beating a mile a minute. When she stopped in front of the booth he rose with a questioning expression.

“Grace?” he asked.

“Uh huh and you’re Sal,” she replied with a smile while extending her delicate hand in his direction.

His much larger one swallowed hers as he leaned down and kissed her cheek in greeting after which he guided her into the seat facing the rear of the diner then slid in next to her. It was a tight fit but at the moment she welcomed the closeness of his burly body against her petite frame and it didn’t hurt that he was wearing a nice smelling cologne. Her husband never wore one and Grace liked that Sal did, for she had a keen sense of smell and it stimulated her to a certain degree.

“Hmm, you smell nice,” she told him as she turned to face him.

“Thanks, so do you but you look even better.”

Her face became beet red from his compliment and she looked down while adjusting the frames of her glasses. At that moment a waitress arrived, sparing Grace from having to reply to him for which she was grateful, for it had been many years since she’d been in such a position.

“Can I get you anything to drink to start with?” the woman asked.

“Sure, I’ll have a Chivas with soda,” he replied, “and what about you Grace?”

“Umm, I’ll have a margarita,” she answered for since she was planning on eating she figured one more drink wouldn’t hurt and with what she had planned it would probably help.

Not knowing what to say and being nervous she began flipping through the menu. This also gave her idle hands something to do and when she finally raised her eyes she saw Sal was staring at the rings on her left hand.

“So you’re married Grace,” he said as a statement rather than a question.

“Uh huh. Is that a problem?” she asked softly.

“No, not really. After all I’m married as well so who am I to judge?”

They sat there in silence for a minute until the waitress returned with their drinks.

“Are you guys ready to order?” she asked as she made eye contact with Sal.

“Give us a few minutes,” he replied for he saw Grace again start to frantically flip through the menu.

“Don’t know what you want?” he inquired after the waitress rolled her eyes and departed.

“I’m not sure. You say you come here, what do they have that’s good but not too fattening?”

He chuckled at her statement and shook his head before answering.

“The last thing you need to worry about is whether the food is fattening, I think. However my general policy when ordering from diners is to keep it simple. I’ll usually order a sandwich or burger, nothing too fancy. Diners usually don’t do that well. Tonight I’m leaning toward a burger – some red meat to give me extra vigor for later,” he told her while raising an eyebrow in a suggestive manner.

She giggled while also blushing from his forward comment but there was something about his directness that impressed her. When the waitress returned, Sal ordered the half pound burger rare while Grace chose the tuna salad wrap. Once the woman left with their order he turned his body sideways toward Grace at which time his right hand reached down and ended up on her knee.

“Do you mind?” he asked as his thick fingers began to gently caress her stocking clad leg.

“N-n-no, I-I don’t mind,” she stammered in reply.

“If you don’t mind me saying Grace, you seem nervous. Is this something you normally do?”

“You mean meet a strange man for dinner and then…” she answered looking away. “No, its not and I’m nervous as hell.”

“I appreciate your honesty Grace. Let me ask you then, are you sure about this? I don’t want you to regret it once it’s happened after it’s too late.”

“No I’m sure and since meeting you even more so. I find you very attractive,” she told him and even though she blushed she looked him directly in the eye as she spoke. “What about you though Sal? You say you’re married. Why are you here?”

He shrugged his broad shoulders while continuing to meet her gaze.

“I guess I married the wrong woman is all. Don’t get me wrong, Theresa is a good person and a great mother and I still love her but she was never the most passionate woman and since she had an early change of life her sex drive has almost totally disappeared. The only problem is I’ve always had a very strong libido and it isn’t going away. So it’s either something on the side or we’d wind up divorcing. That’s why I prefer to meet women for one time things so I don’t become too attached. And you?”

“Well I’ve been married ten years now and we’d dated for a couple of years before that, until I became pregnant with my older daughter. So over time like most couples we haven’t done it as often as we used to, but to be honest there was always something lacking in that department. I mean it’s not like he hasn’t given me orgasms but after I have one and he cums its right to sleep. Sometimes a girl wants to keep going all night, you know. Or at least give her more than one per session. And I like a man who knows what he wants and takes it – and Paul’s never been aggressive like that.”

“Back in college I had this boyfriend who was so wild and kinky. We had sex in public and even had a threesome once among other things. I mean we had nothing else in common so it wouldn’t have worked in the long run but I miss those crazy, all night sessions sometimes. And there are some of the younger girls who work in my office and I’m always overhearing how they did this or that the night before and I feel like I’m missing out and life is slipping by. Even some of my friends who are my age have lovers on the side or are divorced and are getting way more action than me. As time goes by it bothers me more and more, though I knew what I signed up for.”

“That’s why when I heard I was coming to New York on business I got this idea it might be my last chance to have a fling. I could never do this back home in case I got caught because I don’t want to hurt him any, he doesn’t deserve that. But the more I thought about it, the stronger the urge became. I have a married girlfriend who hooks up with guys using this internet site so I decided to try that here. I wasn’t really sure what to expect but I did get a lot more replies to my ad than I thought I would.”

“Well for me it was your pictures Grace. Though you didn’t show your face you have a body type I really love.”

“Gee, you’re in the minority there Sal. I mean I guess I’m okay but I’m no bombshell. Back home all the guys go for the women with the big boobs and asses and I sure don’t have those,” she said as she looked down at her modest bosom.

“Don’t get me wrong Grace, I like busty women too. Hell I love all women no matter their size. But my first lover was a petite little thing like you and so I’ve always had a special fondness for them.”

During their conversation Sal had kept stroking her leg, slowly working his way up higher underneath her skirt. His hand had somehow managed to reach all the way up to the thin band of bare flesh above her stocking and below her panties. When he touched her skin there it made Grace gasp and start to tremble, when just at that moment the waitress arrived with their order.

“May I have another?” he said to the waitress, taking his hand off Grace’s leg just long enough to point at his empty glass before again placing it on Grace’s leg, though lower down for the moment.

“Certainly sir and how about you ma’am?” she said brusquely.

“No thank you, I’m good.”

“It seems that she’s a little jealous of you,” Sal said after she’d left and as his hand again crept upward.

“I don’t know why she would be but I know if you keep doing that I’ll never be able to eat, Sal.”

“Alright, I’ll stop for now but once I’m done eating all bets are off. And as far as being jealous, she was flirting with me before you arrived and I think she was disappointed when my guest turned out to be a beautiful woman.”

“Well I’m no beauty, though thank you for saying so Sal. You are quite the charmer. By the way do you mind if I ask you something? You told me about your marriage but I was wondering what you do? I mean for a living though you can tell me to mind my own business if you want.”

“Don’t be silly Grace, I don’t mind. I’m in the import business, mainly olive oil and other food products from Italy.”

“Oh,” was all she said and after that she remained silent and began to fidget with the food on her plate but he could tell what she was thinking.

“The answer is no Grace,” he said after the waitress brought his drink.

“Huh, what. Wait, I didn’t ask you anything.”

“No but I could tell what you’re thinking and the answer is no. Yes I’m a big Italian guy who wears a gold pinky ring and a good luck horn but I’m not ‘connected’. Sure some of the fellas I grew up with in the old neighborhood went into that ‘business’ but not me. If that makes you feel better.”

“I’m sorry, I mean the idea did cross my mind but its none of my business what you do anyway.”

“No, but since after this we’re gonna hopefully go back to your hotel where I’ll make you cum so many times your head is going to spin I thought it was only right to put your mind at ease. So don’t worry, you won’t be bedding Tony Soprano tonight.”

“Okay Sal and thanks for understanding and not holding it against me. I‘ve never been to New York before and all I know about it comes from Hollywood and they make it seem like all Italians here are in the mob.”

After that the two of them began to eat and for the most part they didn’t speak for both wanted to finish as soon as possible and go somewhere private. Sal held the burger with both hands and took large bites while Grace held her wrap with one hand and took dainty little nibbles and because of this he was finished long before she was. That allowed him to resume his attention on her once he had wiped the grease from his thick fingers.

“S-S-Sal,” she gasped as he managed to probe higher up than he had before until his hand brushed against her covered mound, “what are you doing?”

“I think you know the answer to that Grace,” he replied as he felt the heat emanating through the thin material of her panties.

“I know but…” she began before he rendered her speechless when he slid them to one side and his fingers brushed against her bare, wet labia.

“Ssshh,” he whispered, “you don’t want the whole diner to know what’s going on, do you?”

“N-n-no but it’s so hard to not lose it with what you’re doing to me.”

“You said before you had sex in public when you were younger, was it in the middle of a crowded restaurant?” he asked as the tip of his finger probed her vaginal opening before forcing its way inside.

All Grace could do was press her lips against her wrap sandwich to stifle the sounds this caused her to make as his digit penetrated her. He made sure his stocky body blocked the view of anyone passing by so they wouldn’t be able to tell where his hand was but he could do nothing to conceal her facial reactions. Her eyes were clamped tightly shut while her pale alabaster skin flushed red from excitement.

When he managed to work his finger deeper while at the same time brushing her erect clit with his thumb it proved too much for her overwrought nerves to take. Her body stiffened and he felt her tight vaginal muscles clamp onto his invading digit as her mouth opened wide, though she somehow managed to remain silent. Her free hand grabbed hold of his forearm and held it while she somehow kept a grip on her wrap with the other. In fact she squeezed it so forcefully that a good amount of tuna came free and fell to the plate below with a splat.

Sal waited until her orgasm subsided before sliding his finger out of her and bringing his hand up above the table. As she watched he put the tip in his mouth and sucked it for a few seconds before smiling. He then scooped up some of the tuna with the same finger and brought it to her mouth.

“Open,” was all he said but Grace wasted little time in complying.

She continued to suck on his finger even after swallowing the tuna until he pulled it from between her lips.

“So Grace which tastes better, the tuna or you? I’m guessing you.”

He chuckled from her obvious embarrassment at his question before standing, at which time he adjusted the prominent bulge in his trousers before he spoke.

“I’m going to pay the check now so hurry up. If you take much longer then I don’t think I’ll be able to wait. Either I’ll drag you into the bathroom or I’ll fuck your brains out right on top of the table. Capisce?”

“What?”

“Sorry, do you understand?”

“Mmm hmm. I’ll be fast,” she told him before taking a bigger bite from the wrap.

When he returned she left the small remaining portion and stood up. Taking her by the arm he led her out onto the street where he pushed her against the wall of the building next door to the diner and kissed her hard on her mouth. She melted into him and twined her arms around his bull like neck as his tongue worked its way between her lips and explored her eager mouth. After a minute of this he stopped and pulled away from her, leading Grace to let out a disappointed sigh.

“Sorry but if I didn’t stop then we would have made the evening news for doing it on the street,” he told her as he grabbed her hand and began to walk.

They went as fast as her shorter legs could travel and soon found themselves standing outside the hotel. She let go of his hand and checked her reflection in the window to make sure of her appearance. Then nodding to Sal she walked through the front door and into the lobby with him following close on her heels and from there they headed to the elevator.

No sooner had Grace closed and locked the room door behind them then he pressed her body against it as his mouth again sought hers. Now that they were in private he also started to grind his bulge into her crotch, letting her know what she would shortly be on the receiving end of. He soon broke the kiss but only so that his lips could travel down to her slender throat, which he began to nuzzle.

“Oh Sal! Oh my God!” she cried out as his large hands reached up and cupped her small breasts through her clothes and squeezed them roughly.

“I can’t take much more of this before I explode,” he grunted as he pulled his mouth from her and stepped back with a lust crazed expression in his eyes.

Taking her hand he pulled her near the first of the two beds in the room before he released her and began to unfasten his belt. Seconds later he pushed down both his black slacks and his boxers freeing his large, thick erection. When she saw it Grace gasped and her eyes widened behind her glasses for now she was seeing it for the first time in its erect glory. She tentatively reached out to touch it, until with a word he stopped her.

“Wait,” he said as he sat on the bed, “first I want you to get undressed for me. Now do it slow and sexy like a proper little slut.”

“Yes Sal,” she told him as she first removed her pinstriped jacket and dropped it onto the carpeted floor.

Sal leaned back as he watched her and as he did his hand found his hard cock and began to stroke it slowly. Grace kept her eyes on his face as she unbuttoned her blouse one button at a time until reaching the final one at which time she slid it from her shoulders and off.

“Spectacular,” he said as his eyes hungrily devoured her torso, taking in her trim tummy and her small breasts still held captive in her white, lacy bra.

That was the next article to go as Grace reached back and unhooked it, though she hesitated a minute before removing it. He was so eager to see her bounty that he leaned forward with his mouth agape, staring intently as she held the material to her chest. His hand squeezed right below his swollen, purplish crown forcing a drop of clear pre-cum to ooze from it and slide downward and when she dropped the bra it caused him to gasp.

Unable to wait a second longer his brawny arm slid around her tiny waist and yanked her toward him as if she was a child until his mouth could close on her right breast. It was small, really not much bigger than a bump, so that he managed to fit most of it into his mouth where he sucked on it making her gasp. At the same time his tongue started to move back and forth on her rock hard nipple, further stoking her lust.

Grace pressed his face to her chest and it seemed as if she was trying to force more of her tender, sensitive flesh into his hot, eager mouth. He did his best to swallow as much breast flesh as he could and while he did his large fingers found and pulled down the zipper on her skirt. That allowed him to yank it down until it too ended up on the floor at which time Grace stepped free of it one leg at a time. To steady her body as she did this she rested a hand on his muscular shoulder and she left it there even when done.

Without warning Sal released her succulent breast then yanked her bodily onto his knee so she was held helpless and facing the floor. While one hand pressed into the small of her back to keep her in place the other pulled her black silk panties down to mid thigh leaving her small but firm buttocks exposed to his lustful gaze. His large hand squeezed first one cheek then the other causing Grace to tremble in anticipation of what was sure to follow.

She didn’t have long to wait for once Sal had satisfied his curiosity he went to work. Raising his large hand above his shoulder he then brought it down with as much speed as he could muster. The sound of flesh meeting flesh was followed a split second later by her crying out, half in pain and half in pleasure.

“Keep the noise down, we don’t want anyone getting the wrong idea and calling management,” he cautioned her, “and if you’re unable to, why then I might have to gag you.”

Grace brought her hand to her mouth and covered it and as soon as she did Sal’s hand again connected with her bare buttock. This time her hand muffled the sound that she made for the most part, encouraging him to continue. The blows rained down like tears from heaven on her supple ass bringing the blood rushing there and giving the skin a pink glow.

Knowing discretion was the key, Sal made sure not to spank her too hard for he didn’t want to leave behind any telltale marks as evidence of her infidelity. Instead he tempered his blows and instead delivered more of them than he normally would have until his growing lust got the better of him. Without a word he rolled her off his lap so she ended up on the hotel floor sprawled in a heap. As she looked up at him he rose from the bed and gestured to his hard, straining cock. Knowing what was expected from her Grace scrambled to her knees as one of her hands rubbed her sore ass.

“Open your mouth wide Grace,” he grunted as he guided his cock towards her face.

No sooner had her lips parted then he pushed the tip between them and once that happened she became like a different woman. Somehow the act of accepting his stiff meat into her mouth released the last of her inhibitions and she was no longer a working wife and mother and a churchgoing pillar of the community. Instead she was transformed into a wild, wanton woman whose only thoughts were about the sexual satisfaction of herself and her partner in adultery.

Grace swallowed as much of his wide member she could fit into her mouth until it hit the entrance to her throat almost causing her to gag. She managed not to and instead slid her lips back down his shaft until only his swollen head remained in her mouth. Looking up at his face her tongue lashed all around the head and she greedily licked up whatever pre-cum flowed from his slit and swallowed it. Her hand took hold of his large, hairy balls and fondled them and she then began to bob her head back and forth rapidly.

Sal groaned with pleasure as he grabbed her head to guide her movements and he was a little surprised at how quickly she had changed from a somewhat shy lady into a cock craving hellion, not that he was complaining, in fact quite the opposite.

“Oh damn! It feels great, that’s it Grace. Suck my fat cock!” he demanded.

“Do you like that Sal, what I’m doing to you?” she asked, pulling her mouth off him so she could speak.

“Hell yeah! It feels great.”

“Hmm, what about this?” she said right before she started to run her tongue up the length of his broad shaft, starting just above his cum laden balls and continuing until she reached the tip of his swollen, purplish head.

After her tongue licked up a stray drop of the clear fluid that had oozed out, Grace then angled his shaft down so it stuck out straight from his body while continuing to play with his nutsack. Opening her mouth wide she resumed sucking on him, taking it deep each time before sliding back and all at a feverish pace.

Sal’s fingers hastily undid the buttons on his silk shirt after which he removed it and threw it on the bed with his guinea tee following right after. He grabbed her shoulder causing her to look up at him with a questioning glance.

“Okay sweetheart, enough of that for now. If this goes on much longer then I’m gonna blow my load down your throat.”

“You say that like it’s a bad thing Sal,” she replied with a wicked grin once her mouth was empty of him.

“Its not but I’d rather cum in your sweet little pussy instead and before that happens there’s something I want to do first, so stand up.”

With a last lick Grace took hold of his arm with one hand (for the other had yet to release his testicles) and climbed to her feet before him. She squealed after he bent his knees slightly and lifted her bodily from the floor with an arm around her waist and the other underneath her legs. Taking two steps he then lowered her down onto the bureau in a sitting position with her lower legs hanging off it. Her panties by this time were below her knees and he wasted no time in pulling them off her legs and raising them to his nose and inhaling deeply which caused Grace to giggle with delight.

“Your scent is intoxicating me Grace and in a minute I’m going to taste you,” he growled before kissing her petulant mouth once more.

It was a quick kiss and he ended it while she still craved more but it was so that he could kiss his way down her aroused body. From her slender neck his lips traveled to her chest being sure to lavish attention on each breast and nipple and making Grace want to scream. She had a number of brown beauty marks on her torso and he traveled from one to another, the tip of his tongue running across her pale white skin as he worked his way toward her pelvis.

Past her navel he went until he reached the top of her neatly trimmed nest of black pubic hair though to her disappointment he didn’t linger there but instead straightened his body up. Next he took each of her slender legs in one of his hands and holding them underneath the knees he raised Grace’s legs up into the air and toward her body. This caused her upper body to go backward and lean against the window frame behind her while her ass slid forward to the very edge of the bureau.

“Grab your ankles,” he instructed her and she quickly complied, taking hold of them and drawing her legs even closer to her body while also parting them further.

With her in position Sal bent at the waist until his mouth was just inches from her wet, swollen pussy. It gleamed like a precious jewel due to the sticky, aromatic nectar which coated it and he needed all his resolve not to bury either his face or cock in it. But he managed to control himself and instead his mouth kissed the white band of flesh just above her sheer, black stocking. He felt Grace’s body tremble when he did and she let out a gasp as he took hold of her stocking and began to slide it down her leg. While he did this his mouth followed behind, kissing the naked skin as he exposed it.

Once he reached her ankle he pulled her shoe off and dropped it before sliding the stocking off her completely. Grace had released her ankle when he did, so Sal took her hand and placed it by the bottom of her foot in a way that her wrist and ankle were parallel. Next he took the silk stocking and wrapped it around both joints multiple times before tying it, effectively binding her wrist and ankle together.

She let out a little whimper after he was finished and when he looked into her half closed eyes he saw the unmistakable look of submissive fueled desire. He repeated the process with the limbs on her other side so after he was finished Grace was trussed like a helpless Thanksgiving turkey waiting to be stuffed.

Not wasting a second he bent down and ran his tongue over her exposed pussy and no sooner did it touch her wet, waiting womanhood then she let out a throaty moan and her whole body started to shake in orgasmic release. Sal pulled his face back only to smack her lower lips with his rock hard erection before again leaning down to kiss her there.

“Oh God Sal, yes!” she nearly yelled as he lashed her helpless pussy repeatedly with his tongue, alternating long slow licks with short rapid ones.

He also eagerly drank her juices as they flowed from her like a spring, yet no matter how fast he did, she produced more than he could swallow. Her juices were so copious that she was nearly dripping and they soon reached her ass and thighs, coating them as well. While he ate her, Grace rested her trembling legs on his broad shoulders and back when he then took her outer lips with his fingers and spread them wide, allowing his agile tongue to burrow deep into her vaginal tunnel.

“Yes, yes, yes! Oh that feels so good Sal, please don’t stop,” she begged him as she felt another climax building in her feverish loins.

The only reply he gave was to push his face closer, allowing his tongue to reach deeper while also bringing his prominent Roman nose into direct contact with her erect clit. That triggered another paroxysm of shudders and moans from Grace as she came yet again. In spite of his success Sal didn’t seem inclined to stop and rest on his laurels for he continued to eat her juicy peach with unabated enthusiasm. It was only after Grace clamped her slender thighs on his head that he paused to look up at her.

“Oh Sal, that feels great but enough already. Please, I want you – inside me,” she pleaded desperately.

Without a word he rose and as he did his body forced her legs wider apart so that they were now on either side of his wide torso. He then ran his erect cock along the furrow of her labia, coating it in her natural lubricant as he grabbed onto her legs and held them in place.

“What’s that you want Grace? I’m not sure what you mean, you have to be more precise,” he told her with a knowing smirk.

“You know what I want Sal, please give it to me. I’m begging you!”

“That’s sweet, you begging and all. It really turns me on especially coming from a natural little sub like you. But I want you to tell me exactly what it is you want. I have a feeling you’re not good at talking about what you like in bed and I’m trying to help you become a better communicator.”

“You bastard! All right fine. I want your penis in me…”

“No, try again. Penis is a word for doctors, not lovers. What you mean to say is you want my fat cock in your tight, wet, little pussy. Isn’t that right?”

“Yes it’s true. I want your fat cock in my pussy, okay. Are you happy now?”

“Well I’m satisfied that you’re learning to say what you mean. When I’m inside you, that’ll make me a happy man, Grace.”

During this verbal exchange he had continued to run his full length against her pussy lips making sure to bump her clit with each pass, stoking her lust to near epic proportions. After she gave in and told him what he wanted to hear Sal didn’t waste any time. His hand grasped the thick shaft right below the head and angled it toward her small opening.

“Ooh my God!” she cried out as the head forced its way inside her.

In spite of his best effort Sal was only able to work the head and right below it into Grace, for her small pussy wasn’t able to accommodate the whole length initially. Even with all her natural juices flowing to help lubricate its passage her internal muscles needed to stretch some to allow it to reach deeper. He took his time, slowly going a bit deeper before pulling back only to slide it further inside her tight though yielding vagina. After what seemed like forever to him, although it was of course much sooner, Sal succeeded in burying it balls deep inside Grace.

During this time Grace let out a nonstop series of moans and gasps as she felt her pussy slowly accommodating his wide shaft. Being bound and helpless only inflamed her desire more and when she felt his full length finally succeed in penetrating her it was enough to push her to another orgasm. She started to let out a loud wail from the pleasurable sensation when one of his large hands clamped over her mouth silencing her.

“Ssshh, not so loud. You’ll wake the dead,” he grunted as he slid back until only the swollen head remained in her pink pussy. “Be a good girl and keep it down but get ready. I’m gonna give it to you hard – just how you want it, I think. Ready?”

She nodded her head at which point he pulled his hand from her mouth and moved it to the back of her neck while his other one wrapped around her lower back to hold her body in place. His cock sank a little deeper as he began to rotate his hips, moving in a circular motion for a minute or two, slowly sliding deeper. No sooner had Grace adjusted to this then Sal changed course and without warning drove his cock in all the way until his full balls slapped her ass.

After that he lost control. With her held securely in place he pounded her hard and fast, pulling out halfway only to jam his throbbing meat back to its limit with each thrust of his powerful hips. In no time she was gasping for breath as he again pushed her body to the limits of its endurance while rapidly rushing to join her in carnal bliss.

“Take it Grace! Oh fuck, oh yes! I’m gonna cum!” he managed to grunt out before she felt his big, driving member swell even larger inside her.

With a final thrust Sal’s body stiffened as much as his cock had which then exploded.

“Oh damn, I’m coming! Your tight pussy is too much to take!”

While he said this it was already shooting his liquid seed deep inside her and as it spewed their lips met and kissed passionately. He came a lot and she felt herself filling from his hot, white semen though it finally stopped discharging. Not wanting this moment to end he moved his hand from her neck to under her ass while keeping the other around her waist. Then he lifted Grace up so she was being impaled on his still hard cock and gravity made her torso slide down further so he was buried as deep as humanly possible.

“Oooh Sal, yes!” was all she could manage to say as he bounced her small body up and down on his thick shaft which helped to prevent it from softening after cumming.

As much as Sal was enjoying himself he knew that with Grace bound as she was that they were in a potentially precarious situation. With her unable to use her hands to hold on he realized that if he lost his grip it could become a problem as the longer they fucked the sweatier their bodies became and the greater the chance of it happening. So he spun his body around and lowered Grace onto the bed on her back. With a sigh he slid out of her, his cock slimy from their combined fluids, some of which then dripped onto her.

He got into bed next to her and stretched his body out as his heart rate returned to normal. Absentmindedly Sal stroked his now softening cock while he stared lustfully at her. Grace felt his burning gaze on her spent body and she blushed even after what they had done together so far, for it had been too long since a man had looked at her in this way and she was unused to it.

After a couple of minutes spent catching his second wind Sal was ready to resume more strenuous and pleasurable activity. He turned onto his side and positioned himself so that his pelvis was resting next to her head. She had turned her face toward him when he moved and found herself mere inches away from his reviving one eyed monster. Shocking even herself, Grace craned her neck while at the same time she extended her little pink tongue in his direction. By stretching her neck to its limit she just managed to lick the tip of his cock.

Groaning loudly he wriggled a bit closer which allowed Grace to engulf his head into her wet mouth. She slurped noisily on it, sucking and licking it enthusiastically and as she did she was able to taste both their juices on it. She could feel it swelling larger from the blood which flowed into it and soon it was again at full staff. Not waiting any longer Sal pulled out of her mouth then got off the bed and stood at the edge while stroking his rampant erection.

“Come on Grace, be a good little slut and roll over for me. I want you on your knees with your cute little ass sticking up in the air so I can do you doggy style,” he told her.

She smiled at him while struggling to do as he asked when he helped by rolling her onto her side. From there she had little difficulty in scrambling to her knees but with her wrists still tied to her ankles she had to rest her head on the bed. Sal next took hold of her legs and pulled them wide apart as he positioned his body between them. A second later Grace felt his mushroom head pushing at her pussy as it sought entry to her inner channel. For a moment paradise was denied him but he adjusted the angle of his shaft until her gates parted for him and he entered nirvana.

They both let out a moan at the same time as he slid deep in her until his hanging balls collided with her clit. He then bent at the waist just enough that his large hands were able to reach under her small frame and cup her breasts, prompting another moan from Grace. He alternated squeezing them with pinching her erect nipples roughly as he built up a steady rhythm with his hips. Since he’d cum recently he had no worry of orgasm so he went all out, sliding his full length nearly out before reversing direction and driving it back hard into her each time.

The longer this went on Grace lost count of the number of times she’d cum since meeting him at the diner that evening. She was being used like a rag doll and loved every minute of it when he turned it up yet another notch. After a final hard thrust, Sal slid out of Grace then rolled her over onto her back and swung her petite body around so her head was hanging just off the bed.

Her mouth opened wide as he guided his cock towards it and soon he was sliding between her parted lips. At first she did her best to bob her head and suck on his large cock but that wasn’t what he was looking for at the moment.

“Stop Grace, no need for that,” he told her as his hand shifted from his cock and wrapped around her throat loosely. “You just be a good girl and keep your mouth wide open and I’ll do the rest.”

Putting his words to action Sal then thrust his hard cock into her mouth until reaching her throat entrance. She coughed a little but he paid no mind to that except he tried to not go so deep again, though there were times he couldn’t help it as his lust overruled his reason. For the most part however Sal went just deep enough that though she made gagging sounds it wasn’t enough to make her choke.

Grace was coping with getting her face fucked surprisingly well for someone who wasn’t accustomed to being used in such a manner when Sal again caught her off guard. Having already established a steady rhythm he reached out his free hand as he continued to pump her mouth and brought it between her thighs which were spread and pointed up in the air. Without warning he jammed two thick fingers into her sopping pussy causing her to moan around his invading cock.

Once they were buried inside her he curled them up then started to finger fuck the restrained woman. He didn’t slacken the speed of his hips, in fact if anything he picked up the pace of his movement. Her mouth was now making constant gagging sounds as he drove in and out of it and her saliva began seeping out in a greater amount than it had been earlier as her eyes teared up. He kept up with this until she gasped loudly and his fingers were bathed in her juices as she squirted womanly fluids from her g-spot being stimulated relentlessly.

He pulled from her mouth to let her catch her breath while looking down at her face. If she could have seen herself at that moment Grace would probably have been horrified by her wild appearance. Her makeup was streaked and smeared across her face as was her lipstick and they were both mixed with her saliva and tears, leaving her looking somewhat disheveled. On top of that, her carefully coiffed hair was now loose and all over the place like a crazy woman but to Sal it was the look of a well used woman and it turned him on even more.

He moved to near the top of the bed and pulled down the bedspread allowing him to take the two pillows from there which he placed down near Grace’s bound body. It only took a minute to again move her small frame to where he desired, this time adjusting her so that she was lying lengthwise on the bed with the two fluffy pillows beneath her ass and lower back. With her feet flat on the mattress and her legs spread wide she was ready for what came next.

Once having her in the proper position Sal climbed onto the bed and crawled between her parted thighs. Kneeling with his body upright he guided his thick cock back to her hungry hole which opened greedily to receive it again. He pushed it deep in one smooth motion making her gasp while giving him incredible pleasure at the same time. Then leaning his weight on his powerful arms he drove his wide cock in and out of her hard and fast, bottoming out with each thrust.

“Oh yes, oh God! Oh my God Sal! That feels so good. Yes!” she cried out as he relentlessly pounded her pink heaven.

With the pillows raising her pelvis above the mattress it allowed Sal to drive deeper into her than she had ever experienced before in her life. When he shifted off his knees to instead rest on his toes he was able to increase the power of his thrusts and that was just a taste of what she had coming. Next he moved his hands off the bed one at a time and placed them on the back of her thighs. That allowed him to push her legs down all the way as they supported his body’s weight.

For the next several minutes he went to town on Grace and fucked her like an animal. In spite of the strain she felt in her hamstrings she didn’t once complain but only encouraged him with cries and moans. Finally though, even Sal’s superior constitution reached its limit and for the second time that night he ejaculated his seed deep inside Grace.

His burly body sank onto hers as she feverishly kissed his neck and shoulders. With a groan he managed to roll off the petite mom and onto his back where he gulped air into his lungs. A few minutes later he had sufficiently recovered to where he could untie Grace. Once she was free she snuggled her body next to his and they remained like this until eventually he roused himself.

The two of them showered together afterward and for the most part they behaved for both knew their time together was rapidly drawing to a close and there was no point in starting something they didn’t have time to finish. There was a little fooling around but nothing that got out of hand. Afterwards while Sal watched and waited Grace pulled on sweatpants and a girly tee after being dressed for success earlier and then they headed out.

Once on the street Sal pulled her to him where they embraced again and shared a final, tender kiss. When that ended they turned to go their separate ways – Sal to head back home to his wife and Grace to pick up souvenirs for her family. But just as he started off he turned back and called out to her.

“Grace?”

“Yes,” she replied.

“Do me a favor. If you ever come back to New York then please contact me first. Even if you don’t want to repeat our performance it would be nice to see you again, even if only for a drink.”

“I will Sal, I promise. I’ll always remember you and what happened today and maybe its just wishful thinking but I hope to be back next year for my company’s meeting. And if I do I have a feeling we’ll get together to repeat the performance, at least if it’s my choice.”

Saying that she turned and walked away. He watched her go for a minute before he too headed on his way. Grace had no problem finding souvenirs in Chinatown, which was located just a few minutes away from the hotel where she was staying. For after all that Grace had experienced in the past few hours her body needed to rest and she didn‘t wish to travel far.

That night before turning in she called home and spoke to both the girls and Paul and told them she’d see them tomorrow and that she loved them. After that she drifted off into a deep, contented slumber though when she wakened the next morning she had the distinct feeling her night had been filled with erotic dreams. She couldn’t remember any details but her pussy was wet and tingling and in fact her hand had been stroking it when she awoke.

She stumbled into the shower still half asleep and let the hot water caress her body into full wakefulness. When she soaped up her nipples they were tender to the touch which made Grace smile as she remembered how Sal had roughly pinched them. Keeping one hand busy there her other crept between her legs where she so thoroughly washed herself that she came in record time.

After wrapping a large towel around her body and another around her wet hair Grace climbed from the shower and the first thing she did was put on her glasses for without them she had trouble seeing even two feet away. She next went back into her room to decide what to wear that day and lay it out but even after her solo pleasure she found herself very horny and distracted and unable to concentrate.

‘Hmm,’ she thought, ‘I may have created a monster. But it felt so good I really can’t complain.’

Just then she heard voices coming from the hallway beyond her door and one was loud and seemed to be upset. Being naturally curious (for she was a woman after all, as was Pandora) and looking for something to take her mind off the longing of her aroused body she walked to the door and standing on her tip toes she peered out the peephole.

The voices were coming from the room across the hall from hers and there were two men standing by the doorway. One was clearly a guest for he was standing there in pajamas and it was he who had raised his voice. The other man appeared to be hotel staff and it seemed as if he was trying to placate the disgruntled guest, not that he appeared to be having much luck.

“I don’t understand,” the guest was saying loudly, “why cooling a room to sixty five degrees is too much to ask for. This is a fucking hotel in New York City, for Christ’s sake. And if I want my room colder than most, why can’t I with what I‘m paying?”

“I’m not saying that sir. All I’m telling you is the unit seems to be working properly and is running chilled air. Of course we want our guests to be satisfied so I’m going to send our HVAC specialist to take a look. And if he doesn’t get things to your satisfaction then you can ask for your room to be changed.”

“Pay these prices to get service like this,” the man muttered right before slamming the door on the staffer’s face.

Shaking his head the man was turning to leave when Grace had a sudden idea. She’d watched the exchange and felt sympathy for the young worker but it wasn’t that which prompted what she did next. Throwing caution to the wind she opened her door and peered around it with her towel wrapped head.

“Um, excuse me,” she said before the staffer could move out of hearing range.

He turned and seeing her there, he headed back toward her and his frown turned to a more neutral expression.

“Yes ma’am?” he inquired politely.

“I’m sorry to disturb you but I couldn’t help hearing your conversation with the guest across the hall. By any chance are you building maintenance?”

“Yes I am and I’m sorry you had to hear that. Is there anything I can help you with?”

“I was hoping you might help me out with something,” Grace told him with a smile. “It shouldn’t take too long but I’ll call down to the front desk if you like.”

“No need to, at least not yet. If it needs more attention than I can give right now you may have to, but let me take a look first. So what’s the problem?”

“I’m terribly overheated,” Grace replied as she opened the door wide and allowed the man to enter while she kept her body behind it.

When she first saw him she’d thought he was cute and he looked young to her, no older than twenty four or twenty five Grace guessed. And in her aroused condition with her flight back home looming later in the day she acted decisively in a way that never would have happened only a couple of days beforehand. But now that the genie had been released from the bottle it seemed as if it didn’t wish to go back in without a fight or at least one more carnal encounter.

“You say it’s too hot in here?” he asked in a puzzled voice for it felt quite comfortable to him and he wondered if he had another pain in the ass like the previous guest.

“I’m sorry, I should have been clearer. It’s not the room temperature but my temperature,” she said closing and locking the door behind her.

He turned back to her, not sure if he heard correctly when she dropped the towel she had wrapped around her body and stepped close to him.

“I’m so hot – here,” she told him as she took his hand and brought it between her legs to her aroused pussy. “Do you have something that can help?”

“Are you serious?” he asked with his voice cracking.

“Very. You like girls, right?”

“Y-y-yes, of course I do,” he stuttered indignantly.

“Well these days you never know, better to be safe than sorry. Well, do you like what you see?”

“You’re hot,” he answered but it was his hand that confirmed it.

For once he felt her wet pussy, his fingers had started to stroke it, bringing Grace pleasure while letting her know that he was amenable to her plan. She took the towel from her head and dropped it at his feet, then knelt in front of him as she began to rub his crotch. Her other hand pulled down his zipper and in less than a minute his growing cock was free of his pants. He groaned as she pumped it rapidly, her delicate hand making a fist around the shaft. It reached full size quickly and once it had she released it as she prepared to take it into her mouth, but seeing it in all its glory prompted a comment from her first.

“Ooohh, it’s shaped like a banana,” Grace said a split second before her mouth engulfed the mushroom head.

He smiled at what she’d said and he groaned with delight when her lips swallowed him soon after. It wasn’t the first time he’d heard something like that said about him, for in fact his shaft was quite curved and he was very glad about that fact. His penis was of average length and thickness but the bend in it had tickled the fancy of most girls he’d been with, for due to its curved shape it managed to hit all the right spots.

‘Hmm, tasty too,” she opined, taking her mouth off it so she could speak, “and don’t worry, I only have time for a quickie so you shouldn’t get in trouble for taking too long, hopefully.”

Once saying that she resumed sucking on it and she also began stroking it below where her mouth was, to give him twice the pleasure. For his part once he’d touched her bare slit with his hand all practical considerations had gone out the window and lust ruled his thoughts. So at that instant whether or not what he was doing could get him fired didn‘t factor into his thought process, only the pleasure he was receiving mattered.

After sucking such a big cock the night before, this one proved far easier for her to handle and it allowed her to actually think about what she was doing while she did it. His cock felt so hot in her mouth that she could feel the heat radiating from it as she bobbed her head to take it and the skin felt so smooth on her tongue yet she could feel each raised vein as it throbbed with blood. Grace also could smell his masculine scent as her face came near the base each time and it turned her on even more. While her right hand continued to stroke him in conjunction with her mouth, her left one crept between her legs where it got busy petting her frisky pussy.

The hotel worker had heard similar stories from long time employees of such things happening but this was the first time he’d ever experienced something like this and he believed he‘d really hit the jackpot. She was very pretty and sexy he thought and what she was doing to him was driving him so crazy he didn’t know how long he could last. Then when he looked down and watched his cock being swallowed it pushed him closer and after he saw that her hand was busy stroking her pussy he lost all control as it turned him on so much.

“Oh fuck, I’m going to cum!” he groaned once he’d pulled free of her as he grabbed his own cock and stroked it furiously.

Within seconds he was spewing his semen wildly into the air though luckily most of it landed on the expectant face of Grace. To add to his stimulation she had her mouth open and her pink tongue stuck out in the air and he managed to hit her waiting target a couple of times. Even before his orgasm subsided she took his cock back into her mouth and sucked rapidly on it until no more cum came out of it. The pleasurable feeling was indescribable to him for his cock was very sensitive at that moment having just cum, so it felt that much better.

“Did you like that, whatever your name is?” she asked him with a giggle after pulling her mouth off him with a popping sound.

“I’m Derek, and it felt awesome. Thanks.”

“You’re welcome Derek and I’m Grace. Nice to meet you and even nicer sucking you. You look young so I’m hoping you’re ready to go again because I want you in me. I want your cock in my pussy that is,” she said as she crawled toward the bed while taking hold of his still hard cock and pulling him along with her.

“Yeah sure, no problem.”

“Then get on the bed,” she told him before gently pushing him onto the bed where he landed on his back.

She stood just long enough so that she could undo his pants and pull them and his underwear down to his knees before she climbed onto the bed and straddled him. Her hand guided his still firm erection to her waiting lips and without pausing she sank onto it with a groan. Derek’s hands grabbed her hips and pulled her down all the way so his cock was totally engulfed in her pussy, causing Grace to gasp loudly.

“If I want to see what I’m doing then I guess I should clean these off,” Grace told him as she removed her glasses before she licked a large glob of his cum off them. “Oooh, yummy,” she told him before running her tongue all over them to make sure she didn’t miss any of his fluid.

“Damn, that’s hot!” he exclaimed looking up at her, “but you still have some cum on your face.”

“Well we can’t be having that, can we? It’s too tasty to waste. Why don’t you help me out and give it to me Derek.”

“Sure,” he said as he reached up and scooped some from her cheek then fed it to her.

Grace eagerly swallowed whatever jism he managed to corral and she licked her lips saucily when she was done. Then placing her hands on his torso she began to ride him, bouncing her small, lithe, one hundred pound body on his larger one as she took his cock to its limit each time. His curved cock stimulated her in just the right (G) spot and added to that was the fact that Grace had already been very wet and horny before ever seeing Derek, so what happened made perfect sense.

It took Grace under a minute of riding the pony for her to cum the first time and she squirted her vaginal fluids all over his invading member. They seeped down past it to his pelvis and thighs below as her body continued its movement without pausing her frenzied actions in the least. Rather she increased the speed of her ass and hips until she was on the verge of another orgasm.

“Oh I’m close! Oh God, yes! Smack my ass Derek, smack my slut ass!” she cried out and seconds later he felt her juices shower his member when he began to spank her.

This time when she came Grace’s body stopped moving for her orgasm had been so intense that she was unable to continue for a time. So Derek began to thrust his hard cock up into her sopping pussy while continuing to spank her now red butt cheeks making her whimper repeatedly. Her upper body sank onto his as she experienced a sensory overload from cumming so often and her toned legs felt weak and like two rubber bands to her.

As Derek got closer to cumming he stopped smacking her ass and instead grabbed it with both hands, digging his strong fingers deep into the tender flesh to hold it in place. His hips pumped wildly now and his balls slapped her buttocks with each thrust until with a cry he exploded deep within her. Jet after jet of cum launched toward her womb until with a shudder he slid from her well used hole. Even in her satiated condition Grace was able to swing her body around and taking hold of his spent cock in her hand she licked it clean of their mingled fluids.

“Shit, I have to go before they figure something out,” he told her as he scrambled to his feet while yanking up his pants, “but by any chance are you going to be here later?”

“No, I’m sorry Derek but I’m flying back home this afternoon. It was nice while it lasted though,” she said with a wan smile.

A minute later she let him out of her room but as he passed Grace couldn’t resist grabbing and kissing him briefly while at the same time she fondled his now diminished bulge one final time. She could feel his cum dripping out of her and running down her leg and she realized she would have to shower again. She was so preoccupied as she closed the door behind Derek that she failed to notice Bob and Craig standing a short distance down the hallway exchanging incredulous looks with one another. Grace had just turned the water to the shower on when she heard a loud knocking on the door.

‘Now who can that be,’ she thought to herself before she turned off the water and wrapped a towel around her body so she could go answer it.

THE END

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My summer in France

by Fwizzler

When I was 16, my high school organized an optional group trip to France for a month. The idea was that we were supposed to go learn French and become immersed in the culture, but as I found out from students who had gone on the trip previously, in reality it was just a chance to get drunk and party with your friends, and try to hook up with French girls.

While I was interested in getting drunk with my buddies, none of the girls in my class held any particular appeal for me. Not that they weren’t attractive, but I was a fairly private person, and girls tend not to fall over themselves for that type of guy. As a result, I spent a lot of my time looking at porn, and found myself stuck. I was unable to pursue real girls because they didn’t hold the same appeal as those on the internet, and I dealt with that issue by watching more porn. My sexual fantasies strayed further from “normal” porn, and led into more fetish porn, including matures, BDSM, and spanking. I was unsure if I was truly into these activities, but I certainly enjoyed jerking off to videos of them.

Before we left on the trip, we were assigned to host families. Mine was a single mother named Danielle and her two daughters, Michelle and Alice. Michelle was 3 years older than me, and a sophomore in college. Alice was a year younger than me. They sent me a couple of letters saying hi and introducing themselves, but I didn’t pay much attention. I was too excited to get partying. I figured I’d spend as little time as possible at home. I couldn’t have been more wrong.

The flight was uneventful, and upon arrival at Charles De Gaul airport in Paris, we disembarked and collected our luggage. Near the baggage pickup was a large group of people, most with signs. These were our host families. I quickly picked found the one with my name on it. I waved my buddies goodbye, telling them I’d catch up with them later, and headed over. The woman holding it must have been Danielle. I was stunned. Danielle was gorgeous. She was about 5’6, and couldn’t have been more than 110 lbs. I swear half of that must have been in her tits. They were huge! She had long brown hair and a very pretty face. I pegged her at about 40, maybe a little younger.

“You must be Jason,” she said.
“Yeah,” I said, “And you’re Danielle?”
“Oui- sorry – yes.” She giggled. She shook my hand. At her touch, instantly dirty thoughts ran through my mind. She looked exactly like the type of woman I might see on one of my mature sights. My cock began to stiffen. I moved my suitcase in front of my crotch.
“Shall we?” I asked.
“Yes. This way.”

She released my hand and began walking away. Her ass swayed sexily in her tight yoga pants. I knew exactly what I’d be jerking off to tonight. Danielle led me to the parking lot and we got in her car. We chit chatted on the way home. We talked about school, and she told me about her daughters. I kept peeking over at her massive tits while she talked, and I’d swear she caught me a couple times, but she didn’t say anything. As we turned off the highway and began weaving through her neighborhood, she made a request.

“Jason, this may sound odd, but I want you to think it through. I know I am not your mother, and you may say no if you like, but I understand how these trips work. France has recently raised the drinking age to 18, meaning you will not be able to drink or club without a guardian. I would like to offer you a deal. I will act as your guardian so that you will be able to do these things. But in exchange, I ask that you act as my own child while you are here. That means my rules. You are of course free to offer an opinion, but my word is final. Do you understand? Is this something you agree to?”

I was crushed. What was the point of going to France if I couldn’t drink? Furthermore, part of the reason I wanted to go was to avoid being under constant supervision. And here was Danielle offering constant supervision in exchange…for what exactly? Booze? I didn’t really have any choice, so I reluctantly said I agreed. Danielle smiled.

“This is a good decision Jason. You will be very happy here I trust.”
We parked. I rolled my suitcase up to the door and walked inside. Danielle called out for her girls to come greet me. They came downstairs. Once again I was stunned. Both Michelle and Alice were gorgeous. Michelle got her mother’s dark hair, which was long. Her tits, although not as big as her mother’s, were very perky and nice. I’d guess a solid C cup. Alice was blonde, with shoulder length hair and smaller tits. But god damn was she cute. She smiled at me and my legs literally got wobbly. Both of them hugged me. They smelled so good. I must have looked dazed because Danielle asked me if I was tired. I said I was, and the 3 of them led me up to my room.

“This is Alice’s room,” said Danielle, “She’ll be staying with Michelle next door. My room is down the hall. The restroom is over there.”
A shower. That’s what I really wanted. “Thanks”, I said. “I’m just gonna take a shower and I’ll be fine I think. I’d like to see some stuff tonight.”

The girls went to their room and I went into my room. I stripped down and wrapped a towel around myself. I was surprised to see Danielle still standing there when I came out. She looked at me with a funny look on her face. I stood there, bare-chested. I didn’t think I had a particularly nice body to be honest. I was skinny, almost scrawny. I did have a six pack, but that was more because of my inability to put on fat than actual muscle. She smiled at me and said, “I just wondered if you wanted some shampoo or soap. Feel free to anything in there.”

I thanked her and hurried past. I closed the door behind me and tried to lock it. I realised there was no lock. “Weird,” I thought. I shrugged and pulled the towel off. I looked for the shower. What I saw really surprised me. Instead of a normal tub, or perhaps stand up shower, there was what looked like a section of communal shower. It looked like a pool locker room. There were 2 shower heads side by side on a wall and a raised platform with a drain in the middle. I was puzzled, although the answer quickly dawned on me. There were only girls living there. I knew from experience that girls took forever to shower. “They probably fought over who got to shower first so they just installed this,” I thought. It was still weird, but I guess it made sense. I trusted that at least while I was there, I would have privacy.

The water felt amazing. I thought about Danielle and her two daughters. I wasn’t so sure I wanted privacy after all. I began to fantasize about what would happen if they walked in on me. Would I turn them away? Probably not. I’d invite them to join me. Yes, Danielle with her big tits and Michelle with her cute perky ones. Maybe Alice would get down on her knees and look at me with her big eyes while she was sucking my cock…

Before I even realised what I was doing I was jerking off. It was incredible. I looked at the assortment of razors and soaps on the stand in between the shower heads. I wondered if the girls used them for shaving their pussies. I thought about shoving my cock deep inside them, about Danielle watching while I fucked her daughters, about Danielle masturbating to me masturbating, and most of all about her gorgeous, gigantic tits. I was just thinking about unloading all over them when I heard a small sound. The door was opening.

I couldn’t very well hide my erection, so I turned around and faced the wall. I peeked over my shoulder. Danielle walked in, butt naked. I almost came on the wall in front of me. Her huge tits swayed as she walked. Her pussy was bare, but for a small triangle of hair higher up above it. She paused, looking at me, then smiled and waved sarcastically.

“Didn’t expect to see me?” She asked. “I guess you figured out we shower together most of the time. The girls used to fight so we just installed this. It’s not weird Jason, I promise.”
With that, she turned on the other shower and stepped in. My erection hit the wall, and I looked down. I was as hard as ever. I began to try to wash myself, but I could feel Danielle looking at me.
“You know Jason, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about. Part of the reason I’m here is because you need to understand that this is just how things work here. I am not embarrassed, therefore you should not be. Remember the deal we made. Now please, turn around. We can face each other, and be totally ok.”

I looked down at my throbbing erection again. “I don’t think that’s a good idea.” I said. Danielle laughed and started pouring soap into her hand. She rubbed it into her tits and started playing with her nipples.
“If you say so. But It’s not fair that you’re just standing there looking at me,” she said. “I’m asking you, Jason, as your mother for a month. Please turn around and let’s be mature about this.
I swallowed hard and began turning around slowly. My cock was still rock hard. Danielle pointed at it. “Is that why you were embarrassed?” she asked. I nodded. “No reason to be embarrassed, trust me. It’s just a body Jason. We’re all people.”

I nodded again. “Sorry,” I stammered. “It’s just the first time I’ve ever seen a woman naked. Well, that’s not true, but it’s the first time in person.”
Danielle laughed. “And what do you think?”
“I think you’re beautiful,” I said.

Danielle thanked me, then told me to continue my shower as though she wasn’t there. I found that quite impossible, of course, as I had been jerking off when she walked in. I tried washing myself, but my cock was aching. I turned away from Danielle and gave it a little stroke. Fuck it felt good. But I couldn’t. I kept stroking. I peeked over at Danielle again and she was facing me but her eyes were closed. She was washing her hair. I looked her up and down and thought about fucking her before cumming on her tits. It was too good. I felt myself approach orgasm.

Just then, her eyes opened and she looked straight at me. She looked happy. “Finally, you are comfortable!” she said, just as I came. I came everywhere, load after load. It might have been my best orgasm to date. She walked over to me and rubbed my back.
“This is perfect, Jason. I’m happy that you can do this here. Again, it’s not embarrassing. We are just people.”

She poured some soap into her hand and washed my back for me. I was in a post-orgasm euphoria and barely noticed what she was doing. She massaged my neck a little and then my lower back. She moved down my butt and started washing in between my legs. She whispered to me, “It’s ok, Jason. Just enjoy it.” She began washing my chest with her other hand. It dipped down to my still rock-hard cock. She gave it a stroke. I shuddered.

“You like this?” She said. I moaned and nodded. She kept stroking, and her other hand slid up the inside of my leg to my anus. She rubbed it lightly. “This?” she asked. I moaned again. I had never thought I’d be an ass person, but I watched enough strap on videos to know that some guys enjoyed it. Clearly I was one of them.

Danielle stroked my cock harder, and slipped a finger in my ass. It hurt a very little bit, but it also felt incredibly naughty and good. She wiggled it around and I felt it come in contact with my prostate. That felt good. Really good. I opened my eyes and looked down at her. Her tits looked perfect. It was exactly like my fantasy. I couldn’t contain myself anymore and let out a grunt of warning. She stroked harder and stuck her chest out. I came all over those big beautiful tits. She gently removed her finger from my anus and washed my cock off. She hugged me and turned my water off. She then returned to her shower and rinsed her tits off, turned the shower off and grabbed her towel and mine. She passed me mine and began to towel off. I did the same. She wrapped her towel around herself and opened the door.
“I hope that wasn’t awkward for you Jason. You’ll get used to it eventually.”

With that she walked out, leaving me stunned. I finished toweling off and walked out of the restroom. Michelle and Alice were standing in the hallway watching me with a curious look in their eyes.

That night I went out with some of my buddies. We saw an art museum, and many of the paintings (as will happen in Paris) contained images of naked women. We giggled and pointed at their tits and pussies, and one of my buddies said he’d love to get one of the models alone somewhere.
I remained quiet about my experience from earlier that night, although I kept thinking about it. I also thought about all the other things I would love to do to Danielle. It looked like I’d be taking a lot of showers this trip. I still wondered about her daughters though. Would Michelle and Alice be ok with me showering at the same time as them?

Much to my disappointment upon arriving home, however, everyone was asleep. I silently went into my room and got ready for bed. As I lay down and drifted off, I thought about how the first thing I was going to do in the morning was take a shower.

For some reason I woke up around 3 am, perhaps from jet lag. I lay in bed, feeling wide awake, but knowing I should sleep. Finally, I had to pee, which seemed as good an excuse as any to get up. I opened my door and padded silently down the hall towards the restroom. As I relieved myself, I looked at the double shower that had been the location of so much fun earlier. My cock began to stiffen again as I thought of Danielle naked, and the feeling of her finger in my asshole. I flushed and decided to go back to my room and jerk off.

As I left the bathroom, however, I noticed that the light in Danielle’s room was on, and there was the sound of voices coming from it. Curious, I tried to peek through the key hole. I saw nothing. I knocked softly. There was no answer. I tried the doorknob and it turned easily. I opened the door a couple inches and peeked inside. Danielle was sitting on her bed and Alice stood in front of her. They were clearly in the middle of an argument, but I, with my limited knowledge of French, was unable to make out what they were saying. They were both visibly upset, but were making an effort to keep their voices down. Suddenly Danielle noticed me.

“Jason, come in please.”
I did as I was asked. “Sorry,” I said. “I didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but I couldn’t sleep and I noticed your light was on.”
“That’s ok,” said Danielle. “Alice decided she would sneak out tonight and get drunk with her friends, even though I told her not to. I’m going to punish her. But since you’re here anyway, I thought you should be aware of what happens when I am disobeyed.”

Alice turned bright pink. “But maman,” she said, “He cannot watch”.
Danielle looked more angry. “He can and he will. He is a part of this family for now, and he needs to understand. Now come here.”

Alice began to cry. I had a feeling I knew what was coming, and for some bizarre reason I found that it aroused me. Alice walked towards the bed and Danielle grabbed her, bringing her down across her lap. Danielle motioned for me to come closer.
“This is what happens when I am disobeyed,” she said.

With that, she brought her hand down hard on Alice’s ass. Smack! Again and again and again. Smack! Smack! Smack! I counted 15 spanks. As though she knew what to do, after the fifteenth, Alice stood up and removed her sweater. She glanced at me before tossing it aside and undoing her pants. She slowly lowered them. Before she was even finished, Danielle brought her back into her lap and gave her another 15 hard swats. Smack! Smack! Smack!

Again, after the fifteenth, Alice stood up on her own. This time she removed her shirt and placed it on top of her sweater. Then she stepped out of her pants and removed her socks. She had an amazing body. No fat whatsoever, and bigger tits than I had initially thought. She was wearing a plain white bra and cute panties with little hearts all over them. Again, she glanced quickly at me, and I could see that the deep red of her ass cheeks was matched by the deep red of her face. Again Danielle pulled her over her knee. Smack! Smack! Smack! 15 more spanks. I was getting very aroused now, as I looked at Alice’s cute ass getting smacked. My cock was stiffening in my pants and the sweatpants I was wearing hardly concealed that fact. I checked to see if either of them were looking at me. Deciding I was safe, I quickly tucked the head of my cock under my waistband, where it continued to grow.

After 15 spanks, Alice stood up again. Here, for the first time she paused, looking meaningfully at me. Danielle cleared her throat. Alice reached slowly behind her back and undid her bra. She covered her tits with one hand and placed the bra on the ground. Danielle cleared her throat again and Alice moved the bra on top of her shirt and sweater. As she did, one tit came free, and I saw the prettiest, perkiest nipple I had ever seen. I had to get my hands on them. My cock grew uncomfortably hard. Alice slowly slid her panties to the ground. I saw her completely bare pussy. It looked so good, I almost went over to her and fucked her right there. But I didn’t. I stood rooted to the spot and watched as Danielle once again lowered Alice across her lap.

Fifteen swats later Alice stood up. She placed her hands above her head and stood next to the bed, facing me. I looked over every inch of her body. I couldn’t wait to get to my room and jerk off, but this was too good to miss. Danielle looked at me.

“This is what happens if you disobey me, Jason. I am your mother this month, and you will do as I say. Alice did not and she suffered because of it. I do not want to do the same to you.” Danielle stood up and gave Alice a hug. Alice cried softly into her shoulder. Danielle rubbed her back.
“Do you want a treat? Does mommy’s good little girl want a treat after she’s been spanked?”
Alice sniffled and nodded. Danielle pulled away and sat on the bed again. Even through the tears, Alice looked gorgeous. Danielle spoke to me.

“I am not all mean, Jason. If you have learned your lesson, mommy is always willing to forgive. Alice has learned hers and now she gets a treat. Again, Jason, this may seem weird to you, but it is not. You are part of our family and this is how we do things.”

Danielle removed her shirt. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and her huge tits swept forward to greet the world. I forgot just how big and beautiful they were. Danielle beckoned to Alice, who lay across her mother’s lap again. This time however, her head was in Danielle’s lap, and Danielle cradled her affectionately.
“I have been breast feeding my children as a treat since they were born,” she explained. “After they are punished, I like to re-establish the connection with them.”

I was mesmerized. There was quite possibly nothing hotter than watching this gorgeous mother feed the sweet milk of her massive tits to her completely naked 15 year old daughter. Alice sucked on one nipple, then the other and soon her sniffles stopped. Danielle slowly removed her nipple from Alice’s mouth.
“All better?” she asked. Alice smiled up at her.

“Je t’aime maman.” I understood this. I was impressed by how close they seemed, when minutes earlier Alice had been crying as a result of her mother’s actions. This was an interesting family, but I began to understand them.
My cock, however, understood something as well. There were naked women in front of me, and it wanted them.

“I’m going to go to sleep now.” I announced, fully meaning that I was going to jerk off.
“Attend Jason,” said Alice. I stopped at her request and looked back. She came right up to me and gave me a hug. “I am happy you were here for that. I feel close to you too.” I could feel her perfect, perky tits pressed up against my chest. I held her and she sighed into my shoulder. Danielle looked at us.
“You know, I still have some milk left Jason. Would you like to try?” I was unsure. I wanted to go jerk off desperately, but sucking on those big nipples would just be so amazing! I nodded. Alice and I walked over to the bed and we both lay in Danielle’s lap, one on either side. Danielle stopped me when I tried to suck on her nipple.

“Jason, wait. We have one rule. To feel close to the child, the mother must have skin to skin contact. This means you must be naked for this to work.”
I hesitated. Alice looked at me.
“It’s very important Jason. Please trust me,” said Danielle.
I stood up and slowly removed my shirt. I hesitated, knowing my rock hard cock was about to become visible to the world. Alice was watching so closely. She smiled.
“C’est bon Jason. C’est maman.”

I didn’t really understand her, but I got the gist of it. I slipped my thumbs into the waistband and pulled my sweatpants off. My cock sprang free. Alice’s eyes widened at the sight of it. Danielle smiled, no doubt remembering our afternoon shower session. She motioned for me to lie down. Alice was still staring at my crotch. Embarrassed, I covered myself with my hands and sat down.

“No need to be embarrassed, remember Jason?” said Danielle. “We are all just people.”
With that, Danielle pulled me into her lap. I felt Alice’s hair brush mine as she lay down opposite me. Danielle smiled down at us and hefted her tits into our mouths. I loved the feeling of her nipple nudging my lips apart. I sucked, and the sweet milk came out. It tasted good. I understood why this was considered a treat for her children. I soon forgot that I was lying naked in an almost stranger’s lap, sucking her breast milk while her naked daughter did the same inches from me. I began to grow sleepy, as the warm milk filled me up.

Suddenly, I noticed Danielle rubbing my chest. I wasn’t sure how long she had been doing it, but it felt nice and I snuggled closer to her. Her hand moved lower, and it brushed across my stomach. It was inches away from my still hard cock. Unconsciously I must have moved my hips up a little bit, because before I knew what was happening, Danielle had her hand wrapped around my cock and was jerking me off. I moaned into her tit, but she forced it further into my mouth and kept stroking. It felt amazing. The sensation on my cock, combined with the taste of warm milk was bringing me to the edge. I opened my eyes, trying to alert Danielle that I was about to come. She looked into my eyes and smiled. I had permission. I twitched and went over the edge. I shot several loads onto my chest. Without pausing, Danielle reached for a tissue box at the side of the bed and cleaned me up, then pulled me closer to her chest, where I kept sucking her tit.

At some point, I must have drifted off, because I woke up a couple hours later still naked in Danielle’s lap. She must have fallen asleep too, because she was lying down. I pushed myself up and noticed that Alice was still sleeping, naked, inches from me. I looked her up and down again. God she was cute. My stirring must have woken her because a few seconds later she woke up too. She grinned at me. I grinned back sheepishly. We both stood up and put our clothes back on. She gave me a quick peck on the cheek and ran out the door. I looked back at Danielle. She was sleeping on her back, with her big beautiful tits out for the world to see. I looked at them for several long minutes before I figured I had made a mental image. Although, I reminded myself, I could always disobey her if I wanted to see them again. But that would involve a rather painful spanking, and I wasn’t sure I wanted that. I went into my room and quickly fell asleep again, filled with thoughts of tits, pussies, spankings and showers. It was going to be a great month.

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