“The research was done in British Columbia” Calvin replied calmly.  His calm voice and relaxed manner only served to fuel her anger.  The facts were on his side, and they both knew it although she was struggling to deny it.  The research article implied that over sixty percent of the men in North America were sterile and that meant that her position, as head of the handmaiden center, her philosophy, and her teachings were all bogus.  His calm in the face of her personal crisis was infuriating.  “It’s probably the most pristine place on the planet.  The research is sound, and we both know what it means.”

 

“You don’t know anything.” Carol tried to control the anger that was taking control of her but anger was all that was to protecting her from the fear that was taking over.  “Pregnancy, the fruit, is all a miraculous gift from our Father in Heaven.  These statistics are all meaningless.  A husband and wife pray for a child, and if they are in earnest, God blesses the breeding process.  We only position handmaidens with God fearing couples and it is God who grants the miracle of fruit…”  It was his look that silenced her.  She was quoting from her lesson plans.  It was one of the lectures that she gave the young girls that were found to be fertile.  It was intended to convince them that submitting to a strange man while his wife held her down was an honorable, even religious act.  Time and again she had heard the questions.  ‘If God makes you pregnant, why can’t God make the wife pregnant?  Why does it matter if we are fertile?  Why, why, always why...’

 

“We both know what really happens” Cal continued in his calm voice.  “We sell these bitches to the couples who can afford them.  The husbands use them as whores for a few months and then the wife sneaks them off to one of those underground breeding centers where some man mounts them, rapes them, and knocks them up.  How many of your bitches have to cut their wrists before we can start preparing them for the reality of their lives?”

 

“Get out” Carol screamed.  She could control her rage no longer.  “Get out!”  It didn’t matter that he was the director of the center; her boss.  He knew better than to refer to her girls as whores.  “We don’t sell them.  We ask the couples to make a contribution to show their commitment.  If they cannot contribute to the center, they cannot afford to raise the child that God will bless them with.  Our program is blessed by the church…”  The last two sentences were shouted at his back and then at the closed door to her office respectively. 

 

She turned and slammed the palm of her hand on the intercom.  “Miriam, you and your sister get in her.”  She slumped back into the huge office chair and kicked off her shoes.  She slid forward in the seat and put her feet up on the desk.  She was just pulling off her panties when the back door of the office opened and the two young twins came in.  The girls stepped nervously around the desk.  They knew what was expected of them.  “Come on Miriam; you take the bottom.”  She reached out for the girl’s hand and pulled her forward as she pulled her foot out of the underwear leaving the silken undergarment hanging from her left ankle.

 

“Ah… I’m Miriam” the girl in the back stammered.  They were identical twins and Carol said she could not tell them apart.  The truth was she never tried.  She really didn’t care what their names were.  They were both barren little cunts.  They hardly mattered.  They had been brought to the center when they were prepubescent girls.  They should have been sent to the mines to work, but Carol had taken a fancy to them and argued that they might begin to ovulate if they were allowed to mature.  She had put them to work as office assistants.  She had tried to convince herself that it was all legitimate, but from the first time Carol had seen the young girls in their night gowns, she had felt her pussy getting moist.

 

Carol had kept her hands off the girls for nearly a week before she gave in to her needs.  Carol was not naturally lesbian, and to get off she always thought about being fucked by a man, but still she loved the feeling of the small young fingers touching her breasts and pussy.  Sometimes she even made one of the girls hold a dildo in her mouth and fuck her with it.  Most of all she loved the hesitant lips sucking her, licking her, kissing her.  The girls hated servicing her, and at first she had to force them, break their will, but that had been almost a year ago.  Now they performed without argument.  They knew the consequences of refusal. 

 

“Well don’t just stand there” Carol said as she began unbuttoning the dark blue blouse and taking out her breast.  Angela was on her hands and knees crawling under the desk to begin work on the older woman’s pussy.  Miriam stepped forward and helped her master with the buttons. 

 

Carol closed her eyes and let the stimulation push away the bad feeling that Calvin had left her with.  Being masturbated by the girls gave her release, and she considered it less sinful than to play with herself.  It was far more relaxing than alcohol and in her position, much easier to come by.  She put one hand on each of the two heads servicing her and pressed then hard against her as she groaned.  She wasn’t actually aroused yet, but she knew she would be feeling it soon.  In her mind she visualized men shoving huge cocks into a tiny young pussy.  She could almost hear the girl screaming as the men took turns with her pussy and asshole.  The fantasy was hard core, but she needed it get off.  The girl between her thighs squirmed.  She was pressing her young face against her flesh so hard, the child could barely breathe.  Carol didn’t care. 

 

She forced them to keep on her until she came.  The trembling went through her like a wave hitting the beach.  She could feel he cunt muscles spasm and she knew she was flushing. She forced the girl’s mouth against her vaginal opening.  The girl was gagging on the juice.  She release the one at her breast to uses both hands to hold the young head against her cunt.

 

And then it was over.  “Get out” Carol pushed the girls away.  It always seemed that the stronger the orgasm, the more disgusted she felt with herself afterwards.  The two girls knew better than to wait around to be told twice.  Their bare feet made soft clapping sound against the marble floor of the office as they ran out the back door.  Carol closed her bra and buttoned the blouse of her dark blue uniform all the way up to the neck.  She opened the side drawer of her desk and pulled several tissues from the box to dry her pussy before replacing her underwear.  She sprayed the air freshener around the room and then put a couple of shots from the aerosol can up under her dress.  She allowed herself the brief hope that it would cover the musky sent of sex that filled the office.

 

She had a very stressful job.  God demanded a lot of her.  She rationalized that she could only do her best if she could focus.  It was Calvin’s fault that she had had to do this.  He had upset her with the words of sinful unbelievers.  The sin was on his head.  She would pray and repent again just in case God did not see it as she did, but she told herself that was not really necessary.  Calvin was the one who needed grace.

 

Carol was just getting back to work when her PDA chimed reminding her of the appointment she had taken for three o’clock.   “Damn” she swore.  She had forgotten to ask Sister Lydia to take her Righteousness class that afternoon.  Normally she taught the afternoon commandments class, but Dr. Landry had asked to meet with her and she had forgotten to ask Lydia to take over for her.

 

The handmaidens were supposed to get a minimum of sixty hours of study and directed prayer before they were sent to their first assignments.  Lately she had been keeping them at the center for almost twice the required indoctrination.  Problems with the first timers had prompted her to increase the intensity and duration of religious training.  She believed that the religious training was the answer.  If the girls prayed; if they really believed in the Savior, then they would see their place and the spirit would make them obedient, but it wasn’t working.  There had been three attempted suicides just last month; one had nearly succeeded.  One of the girls had been pregnant and had miscarried.

 

“Lydia,” Carol hit the intercom button only a second before she spoke the name of her assistant.  “Be sure to emphasize obedience in your lesson this afternoon.”

 

“Ah… Pardon me” the timid voice from the box on the desk showed surprise.

 

“When you do my class this afternoon, I want you to be sure to emphasize obedience” Carol replied sternly.  “Make sure they understand the importance of the ceremony and the reverence that must be shown to the scripture reading and the prayers.  They need to understand how the intercourse is special, sacred.  Be sure to focus attention on Ruth and that other bitch she is always hanging out with.  They really need to be put in their place.”

 

“I’m sorry” Lydia asked.  “My class is on Wednesdays.”

 

“Oh Lydia” Carol sounded disgusted.  “Please don’t tell me you forgot.  Last week… I asked you to take my class this afternoon.  You said you would.  Please tell me you have the material prepared.”

 

“Oh… Of course, Sister Carol” Lydia was obviously lying to cover her perceived ineptitude.  “I have my material right here.  In fact, I was just headed over.”

 

“Stupid cow” Carol whispered as she released the intercom button. 

 

She was still waving her hands through the air trying to spread the air freshener when her secretary knocked on the door to announce her three o’clock.  Carol was expecting a man and his wife.  It was presumed that the wife was infertile and the couple wanted to fulfill Gods commandment and have children.  Following the example of the Prophet Abraham, they were here for the initial interview about accepting a handmaiden.  The girl would receive the seed of the man and give them a child.  The fact that the child was not the genetic offspring of the woman really didn't matter.  The Bible made that clear.

 

Reverend Landry was a tall nice looking gentleman.  His dark suit reflected his religious profession, but the fine material and the superbly tailored fit indicated that he definitely had not taken a vow of poverty.  His hair was growing fashionably gray at the temples.  It was so perfect, that Carol was almost positive that cosmetics were involved in producing the distinguished effect.

 

“My wife will not be able to join us” Landry announced in response to Sister Carol’s inquisitive look.  “She is tied up at the parsonage with a church budgetary meeting.”

 

“That is unfortunate” Carol replied nervously.  “We feel that the selection of a handmaiden must be a joint decision.  I am afraid we will not be able to…”

 

“My wife and I live a Bible centered marriage” Landry interrupted.  “Magdalene is obedient to my decisions as Paul said it should be.  She will accept my choice as God commands her to do.”

 

“Still” Carol joined.  “We have rules, and I am afraid it just won’t be possible…”

 

“In Christ, all things are possible” Landry interrupted.  He reached inside his jacket and took out an envelope and laid it on the desk.  “We believe very strongly in the Christian work you do at the center.  We feel called by God to make a substantial contribution to support your work.”  Carol almost gasped when she peaked into the envelope and saw the amount on the check.  She also noticed that the signature block remained blank.  “I was hoping that a certain amount of flexibility might be exercised in my case.”  Reverend Landry smiled warmly.

 

“Well…” Carol forced a nervous smile.  “I don’t suppose it would hurt to look at the candidates that we have available.  I will need to meet with your wife before the final selection is made, but I see no harm in talking.”  She opened the manila folder and began handing over resumes to the doctor. 

 

Each candidate’s documents included a picture of the woman, and a few specific about age, fertility verification techniques and experience.  Landry focused on the pictures looking only briefly at each.  Carol could not stop herself from glancing, or even staring, at the small white envelop that lay on the corner of her desk.  It was so much money, and the center needed it so badly.  Landry separated out three candidates from the two dozen that he reviewed. Each was young; this would be their first assignment.  None had had children before.  Fertility had been verified by ovulation testing.  He reviewed the three candidates and then selected one.

 

“Could I meet this one?” Landry said handing back the dossier.  “I’d like to pray with her.”

 

“Oh, I don’t think… Possibly if your wife…” Sister Carol was at a loss and she knew she was babbling.  What he was asking was beyond an exception.  Normally she ruled the selection process with an iron hand.  Usually she interviewed the applicants and made the selections with very little consideration of the desires of the applicants.  Reverend Landry had her off guard.  His charming smile and persuasive manner had caused her to do things that she would normally not consider.  The applicants never got to meet the handmaidens until the sealing ceremony, and the men were never allowed to be alone with the girls even during the intercourse.  The rules were very clear but the check in the envelope on the side of her desk was a major factor.  He had shown how far he was willing to go, but until he signed it he had given up nothing.  She needed to get back on top of things.

 

“Obedelia is an excellent young woman” Carol tried to compose herself.  “She is healthy and fertile.  She will produce children you will be proud of.”  Carol was staling, trying to think of what to do.  “I don’t suppose it would hurt for you to talk to her.  I will send for her.  Possibly you might make your contribution official while we wait.”  She took the check out of the envelope and pushed it across the table toward him with one hand offering him a pen with the other.

 

“Oh certainly” he said taking the pen.  “Do you have a private chapel where I might pray with her?  Often young people are uncomfortable praying in public.  One’s faith is such a private matter.”  He held the pen waiting for her answer.  “I have made this out to you personally” he explained.  “I was not certain which of the center’s funds should receive the contribution.  I assume you will be able to distribute it into the appropriate accounts.”

 

He had spelled out the ground rules clearly.  He wanted to be alone with Obedelia.  That was the condition on which he would sign the check.  Carol knew it was a violation of every rule the center had, but she wanted the money.  She glanced over at the check in front of the Reverend who was poised to affix his signature.  She read ‘Pay to the Order of Carol Martin’ on the top line.

 

“We have a small interview room that you can use” she said.  “It’s quiet there.  You won’t be disturbed.”  The pen touched the paper and the signature made it official as Carol touched the intercom and asked her secretary to have Obedelia brought to interview room 3.

 

The interview rooms were at the end of the north wing.  That section of the complex was nearly deserted.  Carol had selected the location in the hopes that no one would notice what she was permitting.  She was not concerned about the good minister.  He was after all a man of God, but the one thing she did not want was anyone asking questions about the variations in procedures.  He could have his little prayer with Obedelia; she would have the contribution and all would be well as long as no one started spreading rumors. 

 

She was already thinking about what she would do with funds he had so generously offered.  She and the center both needed the money.  The church's support for the center was minimal, and when she complained of shortages, all she got form the bishop was “the Lord will provide.”  Her situation was little better.  She was paid, but her salary was far less than the stress of the job merited.  She deserved more.  The Lord was providing, and she was not going to get in the way of the Lord’s will.

 

Obedelia was waiting nervously in interview room 3 when they arrived.  Nervous was an understatement.  She was terrified.  Sister Carol believed in strict discipline and corporal punishment was both severe and brutal.  The young girl did not know what she had done.  She prayed both long and earnestly for forgiveness for her sins.  She tried to follow every rule of the center to the letter.  Unlike most of the others, she really believed that God had brought her to the center to give her a second chance at salvation.  She did not know what she had done this time but she had been told by other girls at the center that being guilty was a loosely defined term.  She also understood that the only part of a woman’s body that was required to be functional was her vagina and womb.  There were stories of girls who had had their fingers cut off to prevent them from masturbating.  She jumped up as the door opened.

 

“Rejoice Obedelia, God has blessed you” Carol said as she opened the door.  “This is Reverend Landry, and the spirit has moved us to understand that it is Heavenly Father’s will that you be joined with his family.”

 

“Blessed be the fruit” Obedelia said without taking her eyes off the floor.  She breathed a sigh of relief, but she was still shaking from the fear induced adrenalin rush.

 

Landry stepped into the doorway but did not move far enough into the room to allow Sister Carol to follow him in.  The room was small and much of the space was occupied by the conference table in the center of the room.  He eyed the young girl carefully and then closed the door excluding Sister Carol from the interview.

 

He stepped forward and put his hand on Obedelia’s shoulder, then moved up her neck and lifted her chin.  He stared at her face momentarily and then his eyes moved down her body.

 

“Perhaps Sister Carol was premature” he said.  “I have not actually accepted you as my concubine.  I wanted to meet with you before making a decision.”

 

Obedelia opened her mouth to explain that she was a handmaiden and not a concubine, but thought better of it and said nothing.  His hand holding her face up made her nervous.  His eyes running up and down between her hips and breasts terrified her.

 

“We are looking for a woman who will be comfortable in a God fearing home” he said.  “We believe that God intended people to live as the Bible teaches.  My wife is obedient to the priesthood as the scriptures command her.  You will be obedient as well.  We would prefer that your obedience be given willingly.”  He paused as he turned her head to the side and pushed his thumb between her lips and forced her to open her mouth.  He was looking at her teeth and down her throat.

 

“Yes sir” she mumbled when he finally finished inspecting her mouth and released her jaw.  She was not certain he had wanted an answer.  His face was hard a stone and she could not read if she was expected to answer.

 

“You will be staying with us after you’re impregnated” he explained.  “We will want to supervise your diet, your lifestyle and your prayers during the pregnancy.  We want to insure that our child is brought into a Christian world.”  His hands moved around the back of her neck and his fingers went up the back of her head feeling the shape of her scalp, her ears and the bone structure of her face.  “After God gives us our child, we will want your milk.  God ordained that a woman’s body should feed infants and we believe it is sacrilege to defy God’s plan.  You will pump your breasts and my wife will bottle feed the child.  You don’t look like you’ve got much in the way of tits.”  It was almost an accusation.  He pulled her head up by her hair and looked into her eyes as if expecting an explanation, or at least an apology for the size of her breasts.

 

“Ah… I’m young” she stammered.  “My mother and my sister both developed… well you know… later.”  His left hand griped the back of her neck and his put his right on her breast and began feeling her.  She almost screamed.  “NO… Stop” she commanded and grabbed his wrist with both of her hands attempting to pull him off her.

 

“Open your blouse” he commanded.  He released her breast but tightened the grip on her neck painfully.  “I want to see your chest.”

 

“No” she whined.  “It is not permitted.  I can’t do that.  Please…”

 

He released her neck.  Instead his fingers forced their way into the tight collar of the bright orange dress that all handmaidens wore.  He gripped the material and ripped the front of her dress open to her navel.  The cloth screamed as it tore down the back as well.  Buttons flew in all directions.  She frantically tried to close the torn fabric as she attempted to back away from him.

 

She backed into the table, its edge hitting her thighs just below her ass.  He moved with her stepping up to her stopping her retreat and pinning her in place.  His fingers pulled the shoulder straps of her bra down her arms pealing the cups off her breasts.

 

“Your nipples will need work” he said as he continued groping her.  “It’s important for an infant to have something solid to suck.”

 

“Mm… Mmm…” She tried desperately to call for help, but his hand clamped over her mouth stifling her screams.  She struggled, but the remnants of the bra and the long sleeved dress pinned her arms to her side.

 

“Shh…” he said calmly.  He brought his face up against her cheek and whispered in her ear.  “I bought you today.  Just like Abraham bought his little Egyptian slave girl, you have been bought and paid for.  You belong to me and I’m going to fuck you.  Nothing you do can change that.  If you scream, if you struggle, it’ll just be more painful.”

 

He turned her around and forced her to bend over the table, his chest pressed against her back holding her in place.  His hands grabbed the sides of the torn fabric of the back of her dress and ripped it down past her ass.  She shifted and twisted under him.  The fabric of the dress and her under pants tangled her legs making it impossible for her to struggle effectively.

 

“I have been with my wife for nine year” he explained.  She felt his hot breath on the back of her neck.  “I like to fuck, but god, the same pussy over and over for nine years.”  He unzipped his pants and took out his penis while he talked to her.  “And there are things I have always wanted to do to a woman that a man just shouldn’t do to his wife.”  His finger worked into the folds of her pussy and forced there way into her spreading her juice and getting her hole ready.

 

She stopped struggling and her attempted screams and cries for help had degenerated into sobs.  She cried out in pain as his cock forced its way into her.  This was only the third time she had ever experienced intercourse.  Her boyfriend’s mother had caught them in his bedroom and brought the women from the church to examine her.  The old ladies had had held her down and pulled her legs open while that old crone stuck a finger into her cunt.  The old woman had shaken her head indicating that the young girl had given up her virginity.  That was the end of her life as she had known it.  She was no longer considered fit for a proper Christian boy to marry.  From that moment on, she had lost control of her own destiny.

 

The Reverend Landry was humping her hard; humping her from the back like a dog.  She had been taught that this position was vile.  It was a sin against God to take it like this.  He told her to be a good little bitch and hold still for him.  She obeyed because she had no choice.  Suddenly she felt him slam into her hard.  Her whole body was thrust forward.  His legs were shaking.  His hands gripped her shoulders painfully.  It took her a few seconds to realize what it meant.  By then it was over and he lifted off her dragging his penis out of her like a stiff rope.

 

Sister Carol had not intended to leave them alone.  She had expected to be present while the Reverend conducted the interview.  She had started to protest when the door closed in her face and she realized that he was not listening to her.  She was not at all sure how she now found herself in the hallway separated by a windowless door.  She had permitted a man to be alone with one of her girls.  She told herself that it was only a minor infraction of the rules.  He was after all a man of the cloth; a minister in God's church.  He could certainly be trusted.

 

She almost opened the door when she heard the first of Obedelia’s screams.  She had rationalized that the girl was probably laughing.  A handmaiden laughing was frowned upon, but not strictly a cause for alarm.  The alternative would have been to open the door and see what was going on.  If it was as she feared, there would be questions.  How had a man been permitted to be alone with a young girl at the center?  He had given her a great deal of money and she had allowed him to get access the girl.  She would be seen as having pimped out the little bitch.  At best she would be fired from her post.  She would be disgraced, excommunicated from the church; at worst, she may be facing jail.  Suddenly the full implications of her situation hit her and she took her hand off the door handle as if it were hot.

 

She prayed that she had not heard what she thought she had heard.  She willed Obedelia to be quiet and relieve her of responsibility to take action, but the girl would not be quiet.  The noises shifted from screams to cries for help and then sobbing.  There were other sounds too; the creaking of furniture, the man grunting.  Carol desperately wanted to ignore what she knew was happening on the other side of the door.  She thought of the check that was made out to her.  She focused on it, willing her brain to ignore the auditory input from her ears.

 

Suddenly the door opened.  Reverend Landry stood there pulling up the zipper on his suit pants.  Behind him Obedelia slid off the table onto the floor in a heap line like a gallon of spilled honey.  She held her face in her hands sobbing silently and trying to cover naked body with the remains of her orange uniform dress.

 

“Yes” Landry said.  “I have decided to take her.  Have her delivered to the parsonage on Thursday.”

 

“Thursday… Well you see she hasn’t finished her training just yet…” Carol mumbled unable to take her eyes off the pathetic young girl on the floor.

 

“Training” Landry laughed.  “What you need to show her how to lie on her back and spread her legs.  Don’t worry about it.  I’ll take her as she is; Thursday… preferably before three.”  With that he pushed past her and strode away down the hallway.

 

Carol stared for the longest time trying to comprehend how things could possibly have gone so wrong.  When no answers came she shifted to what she was going to do about the situation.

 

“What have you done?” Carol said finally running forward and kneeling beside Obedelia.

 

The young girl looked up at Sister Carol with red eyes and a tear stained face.  “What have I done?  He raped me.”

 

“No” Sister Carol said.  “You tricked him into following you down here.  Once you had him alone, you attempted to seduce him.  You tried to bring out his baser nature and force him to have intercourse with you, but Reverend Landry is an honorable man and wouldn’t commit this sin.  When he refused you, you tore your clothes off and concocted this story about something that didn’t happen.”

 

Obedelia looked up at Sister Carol.  Her face cloaked in hurt and betrayal.  Ever since she had been brought to the center, Sister Carol and the other administrators had promised the handmaidens that they were there to protect them.  They were promised that the center and the church that stood behind the center were there as the shield to protect the young girls against the things that men would do to them.  The handmaidens were all fertile young women who had foolishly given up their virginity out of wedlock.  Now they would never be accepted by any except the basest of men.  No God fearing Christian man would have them since they had proven themselves unworthy.  For months now she had been forced to pray and thank God for this second chance.

 

Obedelia knew that Sister Carol had had her brought to this remote place in the complex.  She had brought a man to her and then left her alone with him so he could use her.  Sister Carol had waited outside the door listening to her cries for help and had waited while he fucked her.

 

“Yes” Obedelia said.  “I have sinned.  I will pray for forgiveness.  I deserve to be punished.”

 

“We all make mistakes” Carol said.  “Do not add bearing false witness to your sins.  No one would believe your word over his and mine anyway.”  Obedelia nodded.  She became aware of the hot semen running out of her vagina over her thigh and onto the floor.  “It will be okay” Carol continued.  “He wants you despite your attempts to corrupt him.  He is a man of God and he will help you.  You will have your first assignment with him and his wife.  Once you are in his home, his wife will look after you; take care of you.  She will insure that the ceremony is strictly adhered to.  Go clean yourself up.  Hurry now, evening prayers will start in a few moments and you don’t want to be late.”

 

Sister Carol was absent from prayers that evening.  Miriam and Angela were also absent.

 The hammer blow followed, "Remember when I tried the other day to unsay my answer to Ginny when she said 'I wonder what it feels like' my mind flew back a while" she said, I said "and mine did" I thought it might have, said she. Though you were only small, remember? I'd asked you to always bring your 'Ruff' (My dogs name) up for a morsel of food because of rationing? You always did, 'course this was as I was getting separated from your uncle. Remember? I nodded an affimative. You were there when I had a head on over some comments your uncle had said in parting for the last time, blaming Ginny for the break up. Fumming I was smoothing your Ruff on the head when he pushed forward making his nose go up my skirt and touched my knickers with his cold nose while his tongue licked out each side at my thighs.

 I pushed him away of course but I had a disgusting sensation between my legs realising you had watched it happening. I knew you missed nothing even then and fearing you'd open your mouth somewhere just passed over it. Anyway nothing came of it, you always appeared with Ruff and life went on. But for me, my mind kept harping back to this event as I got more and more starved of sex. Eventually you and Ginny were out the back one day and way down the bottom at that, I lent across to the window to try and see what you were both up too when I felt Ruff behind me nosing up and licking the tops of my legs.

 I lost control at that moment and pulled my knickers down to let him lick my pussy. The sensation had me off in seconds and bending in a squatting fashion to open my pussy more I dribbled piss to make him keep on doing it. My mind being out of it, the next thing I knew you were stood by the door watching. I quickly stopped and pulling up my knickers while saying to you, your dog really likes your aunty. You just said, "I know, he likes mum like that as well" in total innocents. The buss was stupendous because I knew I'd been watched by you.

 When I tell her about that, she'll spill the beans. Startled I said you wont tell her the rest about what I do will you? No of course not but I'm tempted to tell her about the buss you give me in bed at times. No I said! Come here and let me persuade you. Meekly I stood and letting her open my trousers she soon had my controller in her hand and wanking me furiously kept stopping, Can I tell her? No! going again, then stopping. Can I now? No! going again, I'm right on the brink, stop. Now? Yes! Yes! Yes! Wallop I blew all my load right into her face, she was covered. I knew you'd see it my way she said. Men always do see it my way she added, grinning widely.

 Now, this is what you didn't see, later I came down to grans still as horny as hell. Going home I made sure Ruff smelt my hand which had my pussy smell on it. Following me up house I let him in and after Ginny was in bed I let him get me. What a feeling, 'no wonder she's hooked on it' (the customer) and what's more you get a terrible urge to tell someone how it feels. The feeling? Its truly out of this world. My dog had been 'One lucky bastard' This revellation tormented me beyond human endurance causing me to wank two or three times a day,for weeks.

 I'd found Ginny's father-in-law to be a mentor for me at this time. I suppose it was a lot to do with common interests. No not that! He mucked about with bikes and motor bikes, repairing and making up cycles from parts he tatted (slang for collecting peoples metal junk here) from his job. Also he was comfortable talking mens talk like swearing and sex and letting me go with him into the pub under age. He often pointed out the wives he'd had in his street and their reaction when receiving his cock. I did ask him if he'd had one of the girls mothers I'd gone out with. He hadn't but but cosidered she was a goer as he put it, adding he had fingered the girl I refered to older sister who was a mate of his oldest daughter.

 Which brings me to a small perk. This daughter was seventeen months older than me and certainly to old for her years. Since working she had made a be line for older men. As I was still very green at this time in her eyes and I felt she was unaproachable sexually, I lusted over her very lovely form and sexual attributes. That was as near as I was going to get to them as far as I was concerned. It was the habit at this time for me to spend time some Sunday evenings at their house playing cards with her father,mother,younger sister,her and me. They had a low modern grate with small tiled hobbs at almost floor level, one of which I'll call her Shirley plonked her ass on to play. The rest of us sat on various types of chairs. I always grabbed a chair giving me best advantage of looking at her admiringly throughout.

 I assumed this went un-noticed. It did except by Shirley, the parents attention was generally absorbed with telling the younger daughter how and which card to play. Shirley would play for a while then need a pee. I never thought nothing of this until having slyly been able to observe up her legs under her skirt each time we played giving me a super hardon each time. This particular week she returned and we continued, only giving me a very furtive look her legs was open as before but her knickers were right to one side showing her auburn pubes and her complete cunt. The knickers were so far to one side it was certainly by no accident because it was squeezing into the skin up across her mound. Her legs were also coming open more often than she did all the other times having glanced at her parents each time before opening. My face was beaming bright red so much her mother said, "yeah it is to hot in here Richard and opened a window".

 What a bitch of a prick teaser. Nothing was ever mentioned by Shirley but the following christmas I got my own back. They always had a party. Her father took great joy in making a dish of 'Hooch' PPP he called it (Pops Precious Plonk) although he confided in me, the precious 'P' really meant pussy. Asking what that meant, he told me he pressed the women to drink it as it had lots of spirits in it but they thought it was all wine base with fruity bits in. Thus they became totally pissed and he got at their pussies the cunning old sod. I realised at this point he was a true predator of pussy. This concoction could also make you feel sick, so I avoided it totally.

 Shirleys boss came this year. A lawyer about fifty, I wondered if he'd had her young pussy? So he and her fell for the PPP He finished up out their back honking his guts up with her father pissing himself with laughter, while Shirley was puking in the kitchen sink with one leg resting up high against the sinks edge. Everybody else except me was in the living room as normal. I, trying to console Shirley held her at the shoulders with my hand to steady her as she had only one foot on the ground. You may now be revolted! I put my other hand up her skirt pulling her knickers to one side I pushed two fingers in her cunt applying my thumb to her clit. Each time she wretched her cunt muscles squeezed my fingers. This sensation made my controller spurt baby juice all in my trousers regardless. I know it was filthy cheating but so was her card trick in front of her parents. It hurt my cock terribly because I couldn't adjust it without their seeing.

 My military call up arrived at about this time but Shirley never said anything to me before I went away. I like to kid myself she enjoyed it, but more likely she didn't even realise!

 more to come.

            After the events of 9/11, I found myself out of a job as the company that I had worked for was buried under the rubble. At 42 years of age, I figured that I needed to make a change in my life.  My wife had died six years ago and my son had moved on and started his own life on the west coast. I decided to leave the city and use my contacts and skills to start my own marketing consulting business in some suburb or small town outside the city. Thanks to the internet, I could do most of my work from a home office and not have to face the stress of a daily commute and I liked the idea of being my own boss.  I didn’t know at the time of my decision what other fun perks would await me.

 

            I look around and found a nice house in a new suburb just northeast of the city. It was a relatively new place at the end of a short cul-de-sac. There were four other houses on the street with mine being at the bottom of the curve. It is a large home with three bedrooms upstairs and a den downstairs which I made my office. The office window faced the street and I could see every thing that moved.

 

            The first weekend that I was there I got to meet my neighbors and got a brief glimpse of what was to come.

 

            Early that Saturday afternoon, I got a knock on my door as I finished unpacking. When I opened it, I was met by two of the most striking women that I had ever seen.  Two of my neighbors, my next door neighbor, Mrs. Laura Thompson and the lady from one end of the street, M’dali O’kadi.  These ladies were exact opposites of each other, Laura was short about 5’4 with blond hair and a lovely 36C -26 – 35 figure. M’dali was tall , reaching near my 6’1 height (I found later she was 6’0), with a slim 32C-22-24 figure and the blackest complexion I ever saw (she was from Kenya).

           

            “Hi”,  Laura said as I looked them both over, “ we came to invite you to a barbeque to sort of break the ice and welcome you to the neighborhood.”

 

            “ I hope that you haven’t eaten” said M’dali in one of the nicest accents I had ever heard.

 

            “No, I haven’t and I would like to come” I replied.

 

            Grabbing a ballcap, I followed the two ladies over to the Thompson’s house. As we walked over I gave them a closer look, Laura had a softness to her that I found later came from having two kids while M’dali was a firm and graceful as an athlete. Both were dressed for the weather, a hot August day, in shorts and shirt for Laura and a nice sundress that ended just below M’dali’s knees.

 

            As we rounded the corner of Laura’s house I heard loud and rough laughter and the unmistakable sound of beer bottles being opened. This I found out was Laura’s husband Jack.

 

            “Here he is everybody” Laura said as we arrived on the patio. “let me introduce you to everyone.”

 

            “You had better get my name first,  it’s Tom Martin”  I whispered to her.

 

            Giggling, she said , “Right”

 

            “Ok, Tom Martin, here is everyone”

 

            She went around the group and introduced me to every one in turn.

 

            “This is my husband, Jack”  I shook hand with a large man about my age with a huge beer belly and a rough way of talking. “ Jack has his own construction business and is usually gone every day.” 

 

            “These are my daughters, Janet and May”  My eyes nearly popped out as I look at Laura’s two girls.  Janet, oldest (17) was nearly a twin for her mother with a nice firm 36C pair and long blond hair, May (15) had light brown hair and a smaller figure (34B). Both were dressed in tight shorts and cut-off tee-shirts that barely covered their tits.

 

            “Here are your other next door neighbor’s, the Yan’s,”  Laura said as we moved down the line,  “Harold and Mai and their daughter Katie”  Harold was a small man even for an Asian and seemed very quiet, his wife Mai was a very lovely and tiny lady with a compact and nice figure (34B-20-34). Their daughter was very tiny (4’11, 85lb) with seemly no figure, I was surprise to find out that she was 16. I was even more surprise with her and her mother later.

 

“You have already met M’dali, so her is the rest of family.  This is her husband Job and her daughter Sanna”

           

            This time I was taken back as M’dali’s husband was not what I had expected, I figured that a woman like her would have a husband to match. Job was the dirtiest looking slob of a guy that I ever met, light brown, short, fat, bad teeth and breathe. Her daughter luckily only got her fathers light brown complexion and height from him, the rest she got from her mother. She had a slim and trim (34B-22-34) figure and beautiful eyes.

 

            “The last of the families in our little circle are the O’Connor’s” Laura said as we moved to the group standing at the bar. “This is Mike and his wife Mary and their two kids Joanne and Sammi.”

 

            As I shook hands with Mike, a rather likeable guy I thought, I noticed that his wife, Mary, was very quiet. She was a real looker, about 5’9 with long red hair, and quite a figure (38D-25-36). Their two daughters got their looks from their mom, the oldest Sammi (16) had tits almost as big as her mom’s (36D-24-35) and the youngest Joanne (14) was going to join them in the same club (34D-22-34).

 

            After all the introduction were over the kids, went their own way and we adults got to know each other. When I told them that I would be working from my home, Jack and Job sneered and said that was just what this street needed was another stay-at-home mom. Their wives seem to be uncomfortable with their comments and interested in the fact that I would be around every day.

 

            After a good meal, and a few drinks, I went home.

 

            As I was storing away some stuff in one of the spare up stairs bedrooms, I looked out the window down to the end of my yard. My land ends at a small tree lined creek. What I saw really interested me, there was Laura’s daughter Janet leaning against a tree rubbing her tits with one hand and she had the other hand down her shorts. I figured that most 17 year olds did this but I was not prepared for what I saw next. M’dali’s daughter Sanna stepped from around a tree and started to kiss Janet and rub her tits. Janet responded by kissing back and sliding her hand under Sanna’s sundress.  The sight was causing me to get hard and my 8’1/2 dick was tenting my pants.  As I kept looking, Janet lifted Sanna’s sun dress and started to eat her out. I opened my window and I could here the faint moans coming from the two of them. I don’t know what startled them but they both stopped with a jerk and look up. When they saw me in my window, they both smiled and blew me a kiss as they ducked behind the trees. 

 

            I got to see more of these girls and the rest of the ladies of the cul-de-sac over the next few years.

 

Stay Tuned for Chapter 2

 

 

 

 Thank goodness Jackie and I are on the same wavelength sexually.

 So horsing around this particular day I wrestle her to the floor and she submits to my pulling her top up and with it still under her arm pits and wearing it like a band up past her ears and across the top of her head. With her tits exposed,no bra at home, (nor most other times for that matter) she said, "Right with my arms trapped,what ya planning to do now then?" Saying nothing, I"m sat on her belly and proceeded to pull the beast out to slide it up through her tits. To get more comfortable I eased up and dragged her skirt and panties off while stripping from the waist down, All this time Jackie looked on passively. "I cant hold my tits around it trust up like this" "Now you"ve told me what you cant do prisoner, now say what you can do" "If you kneel over my face I"ll bite the swine for you" Daring her to I does as she asks and WOW! she grabs it with her mouth,not teeth, and bobs her head up and down. Between bobs she says "Come forward a bit more" I do and of course with her arms movements limited by her top she grabs hold of my ass cheeks and starts gobbling me off in earnest.

 By now I"m in seventh heaven and as my sap rises I"m trying to hide my approaching orgasm. "Gobble-mumble dont mumble-gobble hold mumble back, You can shoot it in my mouth,I told you I would,remember?" Did I! Now with added lip grip she created a vacuum with her cheeks sucked in then wallop, my cum pumped up the pipe and filled her mouth. Still a certain innocents prevailed my cock had my brain totally centred on more squirts of spunk jetting into Jackies mouth. To swallow or spit out never even entered my thoughts.

 As I decended from that high plateau, Jackie holding me by the root of my cock pulled the rest of my cock in her mouth out and with her tongue pushed most of my spunk out and off her tongue so it was all round her face but mostly down her chin. I could see remnants on her tongue and she just kept it in her mouth and I assume swallowed it. "There you are,I told you I would didn"t I?"... "I bet you didn"t expect that now did you?" "Fucking hell! no,it never even entered my head" "Well it did mine, I think I could swallow your cum next time" Next Time? Wow another milestone with promise of another. This has got to be heaven!

 "Come on then,my turn. Lick me,suck me,and fuck me. Please! "So polite madam Jackie" "Come on, get sucking boy" "Yes ma"am" "Cut that ma"am bit and get you tongue in my pink little hole PDQ. "How many inches ma"am?" "Lick it you tormenting bastard,right now!" whooo so bossy, lick the fucking thing for fucks sake! NOW!

 Just before burying my face I mentioned, "Just imagine two tongues doing you" The way she came a short while later I think her mind took what I said on board,but no mention of it was made. I slid back up her body and once again beasty was in the driving seat and he drove her to four orgasms in about half an hour. Sucking cock must do something for a womans orgasmic nerve ends.

 Lolloping around after I recalled that when I got to be sucked off it made my sphincter twitch unmercifully,then I realised a finger had been by or in my asshole. No mention was made, but Jackie did ask if the sucking made my ass tingle. I confirmed "Very much so" I observed just the faintest smile. Was this no accident? Is she blossoming to some secret desires only she knows of? I wonder!

 One baby and a couple of years passed quickly. Joe"s wife definately had the hots for me and I hoped to fuck; family members never clocked it. Jackie had and while indisposed having the baby, Jackie whispered to me,If your need becomes desperate,I wouldn"t mind if you screwed Marlene,I think our Joe isn"t fucking her right and she"s in need of a real good fucking. I nearly fell off the chair, but thought,bloody hell! I hope this isn"t the first signs of her going off the cock. In fairness in all my life she"s been the only woman I"ve come across that said after child birth pain "I want another now" and she meant it. Hooray to that!

 So, a one bedroom flat was a bit limiting and in a very short time I found a cheap house that needed a lot of work doing. Not a problem,although I say it myself,from a very young age I"d had to do what was needed for my mother/business and this saw me in fine stead now. Although I missed another fact at the time,that we had moved closer to my aunt and Ginny/Den. As will also be seen, his and my working shifts had a strange sort of interlap although we worked for totally different companies.

 Having said that,I quickly done some rudimentary DIY and had reached a house warming scenario a little before a Christmas. This was only a small thing. My special aunt,Ginny and Ross plus Den and their young kids,one was only a few months old. We had a moderate amount of booze. I always drunk reservedly Jackie was a light weight,more than a couple of glasses of wine and she usually flirted or to be more precise excepted being flirted at,then nodded off to sleep wherever.

 So not surprisingly Den tried it on in the kitchen with my aunt and although she looked as though he"d made her hot she resisted him. He then tried Ross but only got a squeeze of her tit he reckoned because she had her current boy friend in tow.Inevitably that left Jackie, She"d said to me,what do I do if he tries anything.I told her I"d track her and move in if its more than she wants.Smiling she said "It"ll be less than he wants,thats for sure" I then said, "I bet its making you wet already (Whack on the shoulder) "Bastard" "It is,Ha! Ha!" "You aught to be telling me he mustn"t" "aah get on you love the attention" "Bastard! You"re to smart by half,just you wait" "What does that mean?" "You"ll see"

 Now Jackie had a wine coloured satin dress on that came round the neck into a vee at the front made up of two strips of material about five inches wide shaped to a degree down over her tits.From the back similar material started behind the neck about four inches wide spreading in an upside down vee to join the front about five inches above the waist. The material favoured prominent nipples of which Jackies was even more pronounced since feeding a baby. A sash type of waist band exentuated the waist and hips which in Jackies case had now become wider since childbirth, which in passing I noticed attracted horny bastards even more than they did before. The skirt part lay in waves like a sea shell affect. Modestly above the knee and if dropped parachute style would have formed a full circle if you get what I mean. Under this? well you"ll have to wait to find out! Least to say some super fine fishnet stockings was all that was in view below the dress hem!

 Clearly this type of style didn"t lend itself to modesty if a woman bent forward, as any man stategically placed to her side saw some tit and at best right round to the nipple. (I loved this style,all women should have to have one) Jackie asked,"Do I look over dressed being that we"re only at home?" "As the hostess you"re perfect in my opinion" Her big tits was just what the dress was designed for!

 Everything went off well, my aunt slyly noted to me,"Jackies lined up for the cock with that dress on,its making me wet just thinking about it" And me! "aah! but will it only be yours? Yours isn"t the only one I can see half hard here" Den and Ross"s boyfriend,no guessing who there then. I then clocked a move on Jackie, Den followed her out to the kitchen to warm a babies milk bottle. Jackie said "its alright I"ll do it" ok! but he still followed as I moved to the stair well which allowed me to watch without being observed,my cock was throbbing in anticipation of him coming on to my wife. I know I shouldn"t get a buss but as we said before Jackie and myself does. Her flirtaciously, me having what these guys want. They start her engine but I get to drive the bus so to speak!

  Sure enough, Den is in very close behind Jackie,not near enough to prod her ass with his hardon, but very nearly,the gap while still there seems to shadow and I realise his arm farthest from me is now moved around her side blocking light from that side. Jackie moves her ass back as though she"s trying to stop what he"s at which inadvertantly puts her ass against his knob. No! she says, his other hand starts its journey,round under her arm and into the low arm hole of her dress. I know by how far his hands are in that he has a full handful of tit and nipple. Jackie squirms saying No dont! but his mouth gets to her neck, her head goes back a bit and I can see her eyes are shut.

 She seems to come back to the real world and I hear her say,No see if this bottle is too hot squirt it on your arm. Breaking from his hold on her tits. His hand almost pulls her right tit out of the dress which she quickly adjusts. I move back into the shadows a bit as he passes into the living room with the bottle. As the door swings I hear "There you are my baby,you didn"t have to wait long for daddy to get your milk. Now with a hardon I head for Jackie,her face is flushed,putting my hand in each side her nipples are like iron. I whisper, "They liked that" "So did you by the feel of that iron bar against my ass" "You didn"t need saving" "No! Den said to many eyes but you"ll have it late!" "I will,but it wont be his.

 Dont get to wet mind,you dont want it showing through your dress. "That wont happen" I craftily put my hand up her front. No slit? "aah I"ve got something on it to soak up any juice, Ha!Ha! "Smart ass" "Yeah! but have you thought it"ll keep the wolf from the door!" "You crafty bitch" "I like your aunt,she"s clever!" aah so thats it,I might have known.

 Being before drink drive laws and as I drink very little,or perhaps because I"m the only sod with a car and a motorcycle, I am lined up for the chore of getting them all home. Not to be totally out flanked, I carry the baby out for Ginny who gets in the front with Ross and boy friend in the back and Ginny"s other two on their laps. As I put the baby on Ginny"s lap my hand inadvertantly goes up her skirt and low and behold,encounters no knickers. Staying long enough not to notice I manage to wiggle down through her crack and hook one finger in her hole. She moves as though to make herself more comfortable allowing me to rub her clit a few times as I talk and look at her face. Her eyes are up towards the roof of the car, her mouth is mouthing "You randy bastard" and then I"m sure she quietly cum off.Her love of taking the chance of being caught still flourished then.

 Its not far to their home and I"m back in double quick time. Den being foiled for a fuck or whatever by my aunt staying for a later lift with Den. I bet he couldn"t guess his wife had just had an orgasm at the end of my finger.Sucker! meant in the nicest way mind of course. So we sat chatting for a while, Den and my aunt still getting the drink down them but Jackie had one more and was making it last. Jackie said I"ll go and put something on ready for bed, I not thinking said,I thought you"d come with us forgetting our little one was a bed already. Jackie reminded me but stayed put in her dress. With that aunt asked to use the lavatory,(Close,but outside at this time being my next job) Saying one of you"d better come with me this time I"m not to sure of your back. You go Rich, so I do picking up the flashlight on my way.

 As we get out to the toilet, aunt says shine the light I dont want to piddle in my pants. She stands there pulls them down,looks at me and says,"You haven"t seen this one for awhile. I point the light at beast now rising to the occasion, then back to aunts pussy "Not time now,but dont forget your old aunts needs mind,is Jackie good? you haven"t said" As hot as you at least. "I knew it!" Keep her well fucked mind" I am. She pulls her pants up but not before grabbing my cock. "Fuck thats a lot bigger than I remember" I keep him in a hot damp place most of the time,makes it grow. "I bet you do"

 We head back in, as we get to the living room window, aunt says look at the poor sod. His tongue will get fluff from your carpet if he drulls any longer, although Jackie certainly knows how to prick tease,even our Ross"s bloke had a hard on and I"m sure his eyes stuck to your Jack"s tits at least twice. You still like watching I see. Plunging in I said just before we got back inside, "Are you in any hurry?" No what you up to? I know you, you dirty little sod. "Nothing too shocking" Your aunts bomb proof,you know that!

 More to follow.

The next morning I could hear people talking. I couldn’t understand anything they were saying, but they sounded close, although I could not see them. Suddenly there were two faces looking at me through the windows. They yelled something to those below and pried open the door. One of the men took out a knife and sliced off the seat belts and the other man crawled into the passenger side of the aircraft. They had ropes made out of something weird and passed them over a tree branch and tied me to the ropes. I could not move as I was tied from the shoulders to the knees. They lowered me feet first down to the men on the ground, but when I arrived, they just let me fall. I was unconscious again. When I awoke this time, I was in a hammock, my left leg was splinted, and some strange smelly goop was on my cuts. Huge leaves were wrapped around my chest and were moist. Otherwise I was being completely ignored.

The camp I was in looked like a permanent village. The natives were an attractive people – light brown skin, sharp features, and almost naked. The men were wearing a flap of material in front of their crotch, and only a piece of rope around their waist. When one of the men went to the edge of the camp to urinate, he raised up the flap and his dick was wrapped in leaves! The women were very attractive – trim and muscular. They wore a device around their waist that covered their pussy, but rode up in the crack of their ass. All of the women were naked from the waist up. They wore no decorations of any sort, except for a knife. Even the women wore the knife. The men carried some sort of small spear and I later saw them use a small bow with an impossibly small arrow (I found out later they used poisoned arrows).

One of the women noticed I was awake and came over jabbering something to me and another man. They came over and using hand motions explained they wanted me to eat and drink. I tried to rise, but man did I hurt! I finally was able to move to a log and that was when I noticed I was naked. The young girls were looking at me and giggling. The man helped me put on one of the devices he was wearing, but I balked at the leaves around the dick. The food was remarkably good and the water was cold and sweet. I leaned back against the tree after eating and enjoyed watching the tranquil scene before me. With help, I went to the trees and relieved myself and then went back to the hammock, as I was very tired and sore. When I awoke the next morning, there was a young woman in the hammock with me. She looked about 15 years old and was snuggled up to me with her rather smallish breasts against my side. If I didn’t have to pee so badly, I would have stayed right there. I also realized that I did not hurt very much. As I tried to get out of the hammock, the girl awoke and helped me. She looked down and noticed my piss hard and smiled. She helped me to the edge of the forest and was going to help me pee, but I finally got her to let me do it by myself. She did not look away, however, and seemed very interested in my penis. One of the things I noticed was the rather smallish member on the men and I have been blessed with an 8-dick when hard. I don’t know if the girl was looking at the size, or the color, or the blond hair. As we turned to go back to the village, I noticed her nipples were erect.

I was in the village about a week when a priest on a burro came into the village. He spoke broken English (he was from Mexico) but spoke the local language. He explained that he had heard that there had been a search for me, but the search had been called off. He said he would get word out when he arrived back in civilization. He said that would be in a couple of weeks, but the people would take care of me. He cautioned me to not drink any of the drink they consumed when they partied. It was very potent and could cause a man to go blind if you were not used to it. He talked to the elder of the tribe and before leaving, he smiled and told me the girl who was sleeping with me was the chief’s daughter and to refuse anything from her would be a great insult. He warned me to wait for the girl to make any advances; as to touch her without her permission could get me killed. He also told me there were rumors that this tribe had once been headhunters and had been known to eat the people they killed. He did not know if this was true, but there were shrunken heads all over the place.

About another week, I was walking fairly well without help and my bruises and cuts had healed. The tribal elder whom I think was also the medicine man, poked me in the ribs and said, “Ouch?” Or something like that. I shook my head no and he smiled. He brought the girl over and said what I believed was her name, “Shrinka.” Or something like that. When I pointed at her and said Shrinka, she smiled and shook her head yes. I pointed to myself and said my name, Dave. She had trouble with the word, but got very close. That night she got even closer.

When we retired, she slipped into the hammock and removed all her clothes. She looked at me and pointed at the breechcloth and gave a questioning look. I wasn’t sure what I should do, but I knew what I wanted to do. Shrinka solved the dilemma by removing it for me. She raised up on an elbow and started to stroke my dick. Like one would pet a dog. However, it achieved the desired results and I soon had a full erection. She took it in both hands and rolled it back and forth looking at it. She examined the head and tried to pull the foreskin over the head. I guess she had never seen a man that had been circumcised before. She took my hand and placed it over her Venus mound. Her pussy was almost completely bald and absolutely beautiful. I started to kiss her, but she pulled away. I realized I had not seen anyone kiss here, but they rubbed cheeks and foreheads. I did the same and she liked it. When I bent down and kissed her breasts, she watched strangely, and it was clear she enjoyed it. When I rolled her nipples between my thumb and forefinger, she moaned. I moved over so she would be on her back and did the American things to her breasts while carefully massaging her clitoris. When I kissed my way down to her clitoris, she was making all sorts of noise, but no one even looked our way. I brought her to an orgasm and she almost broke my neck when she bucked up with her crotch while throwing her legs around my neck and pulling me down. She was a strong girl. I let her rest a little and pulled myself up to enter her, but to my surprise, she turned over and raised herself up exposing her pussy lips and gorgeous ass. I moved up and started to push my dick into her pussy and she pulled away, but then pushed back again. Again I started to insert my dick into her pussy and she pulled away again. She reached back and guided my dick to her asshole. I pulled back a little confused. She looked at me and smiled. She pointed to her pussy and my dick and then to a sleeping baby. She then pointed to my dick and her asshole, then pointed to the baby and shook her head no. I got the meaning. She reached down and started getting me ready again. I pushed her head down a little and she understood. She kissed the head of my dick and started licking up and down on the shaft. She put the head in her mouth and swirled her tongue around the head but would not go any farther than that, but it got the job done. She turned over and I pushed the head of my dick into her asshole. She started breathing like someone in labor. She would pant a little and then push back getting me a little deeper each time. After about 5 minutes, I was completely in. I started going in and out slowly and only a little bit as she was so tight I was sure it was hurting her. We lay on our side and I continued to push in and out while reaching around her and massaging her breast and clitoris. When I got the clitoris going again, she started increasing the tempo until she again had a climax. That got me ready and I came at the same time. We lay entangled and inserted until I fell asleep. I awoke later to find her cleaning me with a damp leaf and some water. She had already cleaned up, but there was a little blood on the hammock.

This routine continued every night for three more weeks. I had picked up a few words of their language, but it was very difficult. Watching the young girls bath in the pool below the small waterfall was a favorite pastime of mine. One day the girls scattered from the pool running into the camp yelling. Into the camp came some white men with rifles and handguns. They saw my blond hair and yelled a greeting. I was relieved I was found, but somehow did not want to leave this Garden of Eden. We had a feast that night, and I forgot to warn everyone about the local booze and they passed out before the festivities were half over. It wasn’t 5 minutes before they were totally naked. The women stripped them and dragged/carried them to the pool. I did not realize they stank, but these beautiful people did. My rescuers were unceremoniously thrown into the cold water. The girls and women jumped into the water with them and after the yelling and cursing were over, allowed the women to wash them all over. The older women were going to burn their clothes, but I managed to stop them. They washed them, instead.

When we retired for the night, my friends from the outside were taken into some huts and the women of the village almost fucked their brains out. Shrinka and I listened to the activity and smiled. When we went to bed, instead of the normal activity, Shrinka allowed me to kiss her. She was a fast learner and soon was enjoying the kissing. I kissed my way down to her breasts and kissed first one and then the other sucking and nipping on her nipples. I spent extra time on her clitoris and she became like one possessed. When I waited for her to roll over, she grasped my dick and guided it to her pussy. She pointed to the baby and smiled and pulled me down into her. I went past her maidenhead with hardly a hesitation. I saw her flinch, but as soon as I was in her, she started bucking, throwing her legs around my waist and digging her nails into my back. Thank goodness she kept them trimmed short, as she is a strong woman. He pussy was so hot and slick and tight it was marvelous. She came and screamed something very loud and just kept bucking and heaving. She then had a second orgasm. She stiffened and shuddered as the orgasm racked her body. This brought me off and I shot my load into this very young body. As I lay atop of her resting, I noticed someone watching us. It was her father, her mother, all the young women from the pool, and most of the village. At first I was frightened, but I realized they were smiling. Her father said something and dragged me from his daughter. He reached down and grabbed me by my dick and pointed at it saying something to the village and they all laughed and clapped.

The next morning before we left, she presented me with my clothes, mended and clean. She kissed me and pointed to her belly then to the baby and smiled as she rubbed my crotch. She then started crying and ran back to the village. We arrived back in civilization in about 2 weeks. It’s been two years since that crash, and I sometimes wish to go back and live with those simple, loving people with no cares in the world.

From time to time we went to the cinema together or to the public pool or....you name it!

After some time the kids lost interest in mummy’s new lover and I did not see them for some time.

Until one day, 3 years later, Amy came up with the idea of spending the kid’s summer vacation together.

From that moment on, things heated up intensely!

 

We decided to rent a little house in Denmark, not too far away from the beach and some supermarket.

These houses were all with a big garden, terrace...ours had 3 bedrooms a large bathroom with shower and toilet

and a big living room as well as an open kitchen.

The perfect place for the kids to play and the adults to relax.

I met Amy and the kids the evening before we were to hit the road.

As Amy and I still had our own apartements each, I packed my things and drove over to her, where Amy, Nicky and Steve were already waiting for me.

I hadn't seen the kids for almost one and a half year now and I was a little excited to see, what became of that little angel Nicky.

When I finally stepped into Amy’s living room, I could hardly believe my eyes!

I knew at the exact moment I saw her,  that I would be thinking about another woman/girl when I fucked Amy that night!

Nicky still looked like the young Mariah Carrey but now...with tits!

She was 15 and had nice, round and firm tits of the size of big grapefruits.

She was wearing a tight top, low cut and either was not aware of the effect that shirt had on men...or very well was!

Her butt was round and firm and

she greated me with a nice, warm smile and a kiss on the cheek!

"Hi Nick- nice to see you again! It's been some time, huh?"

"I guess you could say that! I said. "And you look amazing!..can I fuck you , please?!" I thought!

 

Steve also had grown.

He was about 1.80m high and a handsome boy of 17 years.

And the hostility he treated moms new lover with 2 years ago was gone!

 

So everything was set for a nice holiday.

That night, Amy and I had extremely good sex.

I fucked her doggy-style and daydreamed about her hot little daughter.

As I came, I almost drowned Amy’s pussy in my cum and she said, that she never felt me cumming like this before!

Judging from her screams, she liked the treatment.

When I pulled my cock from her dripping pussy, a stream of my cum gushed from Amy’s cunt!

We had to sleep without blanket that night!

 

Around 6 a.m. next morning we left home to catch the ferry to a danish island in the Baltic Sea.

The weather was warm and the forecast talked about some high pressure that would provide us with nice, hot summer weather throughout our vacation.

As we reached the house, we all got comfortable.

Amy and me took the bedroom at the far end of the house, Nicky and Steve had their bedrooms at the other end, next to the bathroom.

We went down to the beach for a walk and after that we went for dinner in a nice little restaurant!

Amy and I had some red wine and red wine always makes her horny!

Having Amy sitting beside me (red wine also did it for me) and her hand on my cock and Nicky opposite me (and her breathtaking cleavage before my eyes)...I was practically ready to tear down the clothes of my girlfriend right there and fuck her hard on the table, in front of all the guests!

But I kept my calm- and until today never know how I did that!

That night we just skipped foreplay.

Amy tore her skirt off (she never wore any underwear), got on the bed, lay on her back, spread her legs and revealed her clean shaved, dripping wet pussy and just moaned breathless "C'mon! Fuck me! God I need your cock! I need to cum! I need to feel you cum! FUCK ME, PLEASE!"

I got my rock-hard cock out and rammed it into her pussy!

We fucked only for 5 minutes- then I pulled my cock from her pussy and rammed it into her asshole!

She loved it when I fucked her ass, she always said that the orgasm with a rod in her ass was totally different from a vaginal orgasm!

She came, screaming and moaning loud and I pulled me cock from her tight shit-hole and came all over her tits!

We collapsed almost instantly and lay there, exhausted and I licked my come from her nipples, before kissing her deep and spitting my cum into her mouth!

It took us only moments after that to fall into a slightly drunk, sex-sleep!

 

I slipped silently out of the bed as I didn't want to wake up my lovely fuck slut!

I was halfway through the house when I realized, that I wasn't wearing anything, but I thought to myself, I'd just rush into the bathroom, pee and rush back to bed again!

No harm done!

As I neared the bathroom, I noticed a ray of light, falling through the open bedroom door of one of the kids.

Stepping closer I heard Nicky’s voice.

"Sure they must be asleep! Didn't you hear mom scream! They probably fucked each others brains out and are totally exhausted now!

God- I wish, he would fuck me like that!"

 

Then I heard Steve’s voice answer: "And I wish, I could make mom scream like that!"

OH-MY-GOD! That little bastard wanted to fuck his mother!

"I bet you can!" answered Nicky "you make me cum hard every time you fuck me, big brother!"

I couldn't believe my ears!

To sum it up shortly: I was fucking an absolutely adorable and sex-crazed slut// her beautiful 15 year old daughter wanted to get fucked by me // her 17 year old brother wanted to fuck his mom // and both of these kids did it with each other?!

Just then I noticed that I was stroking my hard cock slowly...but intensely!

 

This was turning very interesting- I leaned forward and tried to look inside the room. What I saw, made me almost erupt right there and then!

Steve was sitting at a stool beside the bed, wearing nothing but a sport-slip which he had pulled down a little to free his cock.

He was holding the thing in his right hand, slowly stroking it!

It was slim and long, not really thick, but very well built.

On the bed was Nicky- naked!

She was lying there on her left side, her feet pointing to the door and her legs spread.

I could practically see right up her sweet pink pussy, which she rubbed slowly.

She was looking right at her little brothers cock and touched her amazing tits with her free hand!

I had a hard time to control myself and not to cum right away!

She looked so beautiful and hot I wanted to fuck her so hard that I might have ripped her into pieces!

"I see, little brother! I see! If you move a little closer, I can get a better look!"

Steve hopped on the bed and Nicky moved her face close to his stiff member, took it in her fist and started jerking her brothers fuck-meat!

After a few strokes she moved even closer and took his cock into her mouth!

God, I envied that little bastard! How much I would've liked to have that little fuck-princess suck my hard cock!

Steve obviously enjoyed that treatment as he leaned back, closed his eyes and started moaning!

Nicky moved her pretty head up and down on his member, making sucking noises!

"Imagine I am mom! Imagine mom is sucking your nice cock!" Nicky said as Steve grabbed her head and started to fuck her cute face!

"Shut up and suck my cock, mom! Suck it! Suck your son good!" he started moaning.

Nicky mumbled with her mouth full "Oh yeah- I love to suck your hard cock, Nick! Ooooh...you taste so good!"

"You bet I taste good, little bitch" I thought "with your mothers juice and and the taste of her ass on my cock!" I was jerking hard, watching the two siblings do the nasty things they did!

"C' mom- I need you to fuck me! I need your hard cock in my pussy!"

Steve withdrew his cock from her sweet mouth and Nicky rolled on her back, spreading her smooth silky legs wide!

Steven kneeled in front of her and pushed his hard cock into the pussy of his sweet sister, jamming it into her with one deep, hard stroke!

Nicky started moaning "Ooooh yeah...that's it, big brother! Ooooohhh...mom doesn't know what she's missing! C'mon...fuck me..hard..please...harder...!"

My cock felt like it would explode. Unfortunately, Steve was covering his sister’s face, so I couldn't see her...and I love to see the face of a woman in heat!

"Ooooh, Nicky...you are good...can you do it like we did it yesterday? Can you ride me?"

Oh- seems like there is a god- and tonight, Nick Karsky was his favourite child!

Steve laid down on his back and Nicky started to climb on top...AND SHE WAS FACING THE DOOR!

She mounted her brother, shoved his cock into her hot flesh and started riding him!

Her wonderful round firm tits where starting to bounce and I could see her beautiful face totally hot with lust and desire!

I had to be careful, so she would not see me...although...why did I care?

She wanted me to fuck her...she was doing incest with her brother...I was so hot....I really had to contain myself not to push the door open, push my hard member into her moaning mouth and cum all over her teenage tits!

I was jerking hard watching this little queen of fuck riding, screaming and moaning!

I wondered what would happen if Amy woke up, heard this moaning and found her friend, peeping on her daughter and her son fucking!

But in the end I really didn't care!

"Oooohhh...fuck...Nicky....sis'...I'm coming...I'm coming...." Steve started to shout!

"Give me your load, Stevie! Cum in my hot pussy....ooooouuu...yeah....I'm cumming....yes....yes....yes.....ooooooohhh!"

 

I saw Nicky starring to the door!

Did she hear me?

Did she notice?

Time for a swift retreat!

 

After that I went back to bed.

As I slipped under the blanket, Amy woke up!

"Where you been, tiger?"

"Just peeing, honey!"

She kissed me gently and I moved closer!

Suddenly her eyes widened!

"Peeing makes you that horny?" she asked me and grabbed my still hard cock!

"Wanna bet?!" I asked her as I pushed her head under the blanket and she took my cock in her hot mouth!

 

 I stopped dead in my tracks and nearly vapourized. What? "When you put it up my nightdress and spit all that stuff over my pussy" Did I, I stammered? "Its alright I pulled it up on my belly and showed mum. She said you must have been asleep and didn't know you done it." Fucking hell! "I woke up and your cock was sliding up and down my slit,it was all slippery and felt nice" Ge'sus and I didn't even know!

 "Its great having those sort of secrets" Yeah i said, I'll talk more with you when I've sorted my new place,OK? A call, "Cars here" OK, I winked as we came from behind the shed, Ross? she had a smile like a Cheshire cat. Me? I felt on fire from head to toe, panic,new horizons or a bit of everything?

 Now at our new business, I found my bedroom overlooked the commercial docks as we lived on a hill. The school I should had gone to had been bombed in the war, so I was to become a bus boy, meaning because of distance to an alternative school, busing was necessary. This was good as it turned out because schools were male/female segregated at that time and it meant by mixed pupil busing you got to know your peers quickly. Also I was still near enough to my aunts to spend weekends over there.

 I quickly fell in with a kid called Ben. He was most knowledgeable about shipping movements cargoes and other items like female interests of the seamen. especially, vantage points to watch their activities. So immediately after school we made a bee line for the docks. It being an open port visited by scandinavian and other ships, I've often wondered since how illegal contraband was controlled.

 Anyway back to the titilation. In no time I got to know the boat prozzies. (prostitutes) They were a good hearted lot. Some were mature probably in their 40s. If there was business about my mate seemed to know them well enough to pass them the word. So one of the best vantage points was up in the piles of raw wool bales that were always on the warfside. Comfortable and camoflaged the baby juice, we often spurted over them didn't show either.

 The first experience was awsome, Olga,probably not her real name but suited to the viking need, had gone onto a ship where we were well placed to see into the portholes of the cabin. In the cabin she stripped off and was getting plenty of handling of her assets,tits, bum and pussy. We've already got our cocks out wanking like fury. At this point she appeared to be arguing, probably about price, anyway she promply put her slip on and makes to leave,grabbing the rest of her things. We're both gutted, when she appears on deck. The seaman still wrangling starts chasing her round the hold coppings. Course this activity ment her tits were flopping in and out of her slip top. As she hopped over ropes and stuff, her cunt and ass was doing every pose you could imagine in fast foreword. Then she stopped out of breath put her ass down on a bollard (fuck I bet that was cold) being low her legs were cocked up and open and so was her cunt flaps, they were glistening with juice. It must have turned her on rather than just trade fucking. Whether this was part of the trade or over the price,god knows but it worked for both of us. Spunk in abundance and what a tale for Ginny. It wasn't the end, they went back to the cabin and got down to the fucking. He had her back down on the table and fucked her with her legs hanging over the end and christ what a cock? It was cucumber size, good job she was nicely wet. Perhaps that was what the round the deck foreplay was about. Surely a dry pussy would have not taken it?

 When at home I spent much time earwigging shop talk. Its surprising what women talk about amongst themselves in shops. There was a particularly good looking woman about 38 and married spent time chatting. Money or the shortage of it seemed to be bothering her. She said to her mate "I'll Have to do a couple of tricks up the boats or he (Husband) gets no tea next week" Me green as grass wonders how tricks will feed him? So I ask my mate (Knowledgeable Ben) WOW! Trick means "a fuck" So with luck I/we get to see this gorgeous customers best assets! Do anybody get that lucky? I can but hope,but when?

 Will it be when we're about? Two days, nothing then mooching out my bedroom window she goes past heading for the docks. Like a flash I'm out the door and at my mates in no time. We're off down the shorter route over the bomb site. We're there, now what? Ben reckons he needs to get a sighting, if he knows of her he reckons he will know what type she will go for, boat and seaman. Sighting achieved, shit I think she may have spotted me, but then again I'm sure she didn't know I was privy to the chat she had in the shop. We joggle along and see her go on a boat in no time. By the type of ship he knows where the crew quarters are. (What a hive of knowledge) By the time we get in place on some rolls of paper, she's already down in the mess with two blokes.

 She's sat with her bum on the mess table and her skirt is up above her stocking tops showing suspenders but not her panties. Those thighs will be with me for ever! One of the guys got the broom in his hand as though he's about to sweep the deck. Crazy man. While the chat goes on some booze is poured and a glass is handed to her. Elsie as I came to know later. Then there's laughter and more drink, meanwhile this guy is making notches on the broomhandle. they're about an inch apart (25m/m) More booze much laughing and a wad of money goes across to her. Don't know how much but pounds were paper money then.

 Then some action, elsie stands up to undo her skirt, it drops down to reveal black cammi knickers, these are loose legged and the other guy makes a move to put his hand up for a feel. She make a slap action but no contact just playing as his fingers go inside the knickers and tugs at the gusset. She quickly moves her bum onto the table which means she's facing towards the porthole we're looking through. I realize he had in fact undone the two buttons at her crotch being these were in fact "French knickers" Her pussy was now in our view and so was our cocks. He rolled the front of the knickers up her belly and we got a full look at her pubes nut brown and shiny wow it was lovely. I wanted to marry her immediately. I hope my wife turns out to be one like her. Young and impressionable eh. 

 Everything she was displaying was magnificent,with more to come. Also because of the position of the table slightly angled, so that when she turned her head to one side to swig some drink I could have sworn her eyes looked up a bit towards where we were. My imagination or guilt perhaps? So she waved the bloke away from feeling her pussy and moved to the edge of the table so her legs were touching the ground, she eased her bum up off the table and let the guy work her knickers off of her ample bum and thighs.

 The other guy by this time had put about a dozen notches up the handle of the broom. He put it down and they both started to fondle elsie's body, while one was massaging her ass the other started pawing her tits and gradually stripped her top till they were completely naked, with her nipples hard and tilting upwards. Just a suspender belt and nylons remained. She was clearly as wet as hell and genuinely randy. (When I got older,I realised it wasn't only for the money she was doing it) She in turn was groping at their cocks which they presented for inspection when dropping their trousers and pants. She was well pleased with the length and girth by the look on her face. By this time we had,had a complete viewing of her body and sperm was sprayed on the paper rolls, we were now on a second wank.

 The picture changed at this stage more drink was offered and excepted by elsie, the broom was back on the scene and whatever the conversation she held up a finger as a "one" they in turn was indicating "ten" with their fingers. Ten shillings but she wanted a pound we reckoned. Anyway a pound note went onto the table. She then bent forward over the table with her legs open and on the floor, the picture of her is rivetted in my brain to this day. Then shocked amazement! The broom handle was presented to her pussy flaps as the other guy held them open. Ben said they're going to see how much she can take. 5 or 6 notches went in straight away then she put her hand up to stop them but in so doing pointed at the table with her finger. A £1 was deposited and they pushed another notch in, this method continued up to 9 inches then she eased off the table a bit and wiggled about pointed to the table and they pushed again in it went £1 an inch till she called a halt at 12 inches and a little bit.

 The bloke with the handle put his fingers against her cunt and eased the handle out of her. they were studying the length she took and she then started wanking them both off. Now hard she held the broom at the place the guy was holding and held it along side each of their cocks. She'd taken about an inch more than the biggest, but the other was thicker but obviously this didn't seem to bother her. Then she let both of them fuck her and sure enough the thickness never was a problem. By this time we had no spunk left and their was lots coming out of elsie. They had it in the rawl without a french letter (condom)too. At this stage we beat a retreat but some days later we passed her and her mate. She said there's those two randy little sods I told you about. They both jabbed each other and laughed. I blushed like mad, but it had been worth it.

 This will have to be worth at least a sucking from Ginny. Would I have the guts to try doing an "uncle job" On my aunt with what I saw? It was even better when I got home and heard that this same aunty was going to do a couple of days a week in the shop like she did at our last place. I knew that, because she love the female sluttyness of customers she was much the expert at drawing this sluttyness out compared to my mother. It also ment I had a Saturday window to lust up to Ginny.

 More later.

   Jenna looks up to see her sexy husband standing in the door way, rubbing his already hard cock through his pants. She smiles her most seductive smile and fingers him to come closer. As he walks over he takes off his shirt and starts on his pants, but she stops him,

   " No no baby let me do it," then she pulls his pants and underwear all the way down to his ankles. Seeing his long rock hard cock makes her moan and almost cum. She takes him fully into her mouth, for she was gifted with no gag reflexes, and starts to give him a mind shattering blow job. As she sucks on his enormous cock she gently strokes his balls at the same time. It doesnt take long before he blows a large load deep into her throat. She swallows every bit.

He looks down with a wide grin and says, " My turn baby," Then he picks her up and lightly throws her on the couch and spreads her legs wide. Slowly he starts to gently lick from her belly button to just above her clit, tantalizing her. She moans with pleasure, " Oh baby please, please taste me." He is all to happy to oblige. He then starts to lick up and down her clit letting her wet and warm juices cover his face. She starts to gently buck against him and he knows shes close to cumming. Quickly before she does he pulls her off the couch and onto his long, rock, hard dick.

   She gasps with pleasure and instantly cums. But hes not even close and she knows it. Her hot juices ran down their legs. Shes starts to ride him deep and hard knowing this was for sure the way to make him cum.   She could feel is hard cock start to twitch inside her, so she reaches down just in time to lightly sqeeze his balls, as he blows another large load of cum inside her, causing her to orgasm also.

 They lay side by side panting trying to catch their breathe. " You know baby your the sexiest wife a guy could have," he says as he stares at her amazing body. Just looking at her lovely tits and tight round ass was starting to make him hard again.

  " Are you ready for round two big boy?" she asks seductively as she gets on her knees, props hers self against the couch backwards and sticks out her ass. "fuck me hard in the ass now," she demands. That was just enough to drive him over the edge. He rears up and jams his hard dick hard into her ass. She screams out in pain and pleasure. 

  " How hard do you want me to fuck you!?" he asks as he continues to pound her hard in the ass. Shes panting to hard to breathe but she then reaches deep into the couch and pulls out a vibrator. Then she sticks it deep into her dripping wet pussy.
   Alec moans out in pleasure for he can feel the vibration from her pussy, "Oh god baby your going to make me cum!" he yells as he emptys yet another load deep into her ass.

They both collapse on the couch too breathless to say a word. Then after fifteen minutes Jenna stands up and says," shower time love?"

   " Well so much for relaxing," he respondes as he flows his wife into the shower, dick already hard once again.....

   His head was started to recover from its spin but this was rapidly being replaced with panic ..(where the hell am I and where the f*%k are my clothes) Steve got slowly to his knees and glanced all the way round the room (nope no door) suddenly he caught a glance of something out the corner of his eye and though the sudden movement brought a very real return of the buzzing he kept his eyes on the object that had, as far as he could tell, appeared out of thin air…

   It was a girl … a woman actually… lying on her side in the corner of the room her back to Steve… also completely naked… (what the f$@k . …what the f%&k is going on… ) suddenly she shifted and started to stir (jesus he thought she’s waking up and neither of us have any clothes) Steve slowly crawled to opposite corner and tried his best to hide his manhood and get a grip on reality as the blonde raised her hand to her head and groaned… she slowly turned over and opened her eyes… she focused on Steve and yelped her eyes snapping open and her hands whipping over to cover her breasts and crotch…. But not before he had caught a quick glance of her smallish but firm looking tits … she looked to be a few years older than Steves 25, blonde and maybe a few inches shorter and despite the rapidly rising panic he felt a small stirring down below … (great if I get a hard on she’ll definitely think I’ve raped her or something just concentrate on something else ..like where the hell you are… where your clothes are …and how the hell your getting out)

 “Who are you?”   the voice shook Steve out of his panic ….

”Er Steve ….you….?  Hang what the hell am I saying where the hell are we ?” 

 “What am I doing here where are my clothes what have you done to me?”

“Woah there lady this is nothing to do with me notice my distinct lack of clothes too…”

“But….”

“CREATE”

“what was that ?” they both said at once….

“I could have sworn I heard that in my head… but you heard it too..?”

“Yeah it sounded like it came from inside my head too”

“YOU WILL CREATE NOW”

“What the f%$k …who is that and what do you want with us”

“Just let us go” shouted Anna

   Anna had a splitting headache but the adrenaline was pushing that aside as fear was rapidly taking hold …the last thing she remembered was working late… she always seemed to be working late these days ..and now she was in some sort of … cell without a door naked, with a naked guy… it was too much.

“YOU ARE MALE AND FEMALE, YOU WILL CREATE.. MATE AND WE WILL RETURN YOU”

They both just stared at each other now certain that the voice was speaking to them in their heads and not through some sort of speaker system… who had that kind of technology? To speak into someone’s thoughts …could they hear their thoughts?

“Where are we?” shouted Steve

“MATE AND WE WILL RETURN YOU”

“You must be crazy” shouted Anna “Let us go we’re not doing anything”

“SO OFTEN IT COMES TO THIS …. VERY WELL YOU WILL MATE, CREATE THE GENETIC MATERIAL OF YOUR SPECIES OR YOU WILL CEASE”

“Is that a threat ..look you sick f&%k let us out of here we’re not putting on some sort of sick show or you now open the door” Steve started to edge out of his corner of the room feeling the cold surface for the door … any sort of crack when suddenly there was the most intense bright light and he felt pain …pain like nothing he had ever experienced before fire seemed to burn in every pain receptor in his body ….. and then it stopped just as suddenly as it had started … he was lying face down again gasping for air… he glanced over at the blonde and saw she too looked to be suffering from similar after affects … and blood was running from her nose…he reached up to his own and saw blood smeared on his fingers.

“YOU WILL MATE OR YOU WILL CEASE”

They both looked at each other and Steve could see the fear in her eyes.

Anna was scared now she wasn’t sure what was going on but this was very, very real. Someone..something wanted her to have sex with this total stranger in this empty room or it was going to kill them both. She had no doubt about that whatever it was it had the power to speak into their thoughts and cause extreme pain and she had no doubt it could kill them in an instant if it wanted too. She looked over at the guy … considering her options… simple really she could either let him fuck her or die. Hang on what was she saying to herself why was this a difficult choice? He wasn’t exactly a handsome hunk but he was attractive slim but athletic and despite his trying to hide it with his hands his cock was semi hard and already 6 inches … she should be thanking whoever or whatever had forced her into this situation.. it had after all been over a year now since she’d last had sex without the aid of hands. She almost laughed out loud as she felt her nipples getting harder … she stood up slowly and whilst still covering herself ‘down below’ with one hand she moved the other away from her chest up to her neck…. and smiled.

   Steve was still fighting hard to keep his eyes off the blonde and stop himself from getting hard in front of her, and concentrate on the situation at hand but she was hot and someone had just threatened to kill them both if he didn’t fuck her … his eyes betrayed him again and this time she was standing and her arm was no longer across her chest and she was looking straight at him.

“Look it seems we’re both in the same situation here” she said “And I don’t want to die in this room so what do you say we do this and get it over with”

Steve stood completely shocked (did I just hear that right) he closed his mouth and uttered the words “ No .. No you’re only saying that because he, they, it whatever… is threatening you, otherwise you wouldn’t” (What! Did I just really say those words? Idiot you just turned down the most attractive woman you’ve ever seen naked)

“That’s sweet you’re obviously a gentleman and an honorable guy but I don’t want to die and I don’t see why we can’t make the best of this and have a little fun” She grinned.

  And with that Anna dropped her other arm to her side and started to walk towards him her nipples painfully hard now at the thought of what was to come and a pleasant wetness was growing inside her. Reaching him she took hold of his hands and gently pulled them away from his crotch while she raised herself up on her toes closed her eyes and kissed him softly. She let go of his hands and placed hers on his stomach (hmmm pleasantly firm) sliding them down until she gripped his shaft in her hands, smiling to herself as she the him jolt at her touch.

    ‘Holy crap’ thought Steve as he fought the urge to cum right then… managing to gain control he felt her slide her tongue out of his mouth and lower herself down so that his erect penis was inches from her nose…still grinning she flicked out tongue and licked his head like it was an ice cream cone …. This nearly sent him over the edge again and he thought to wrench his mind away from what was happening down in front of him ‘ I’ve got to get a grip on this before I blow my load in the first 30 seconds ‘ he thought … taking her by the shoulders he pulled her up and backed into the corner of the room gently turning her around as he did so that she was facing away from him. He backed right into the corner feeling the cool surface on his skin and pulled her up against him her firm buttocks pressing his cock up against his stomach. He wrapped his left arm around her chest and started to squeeze her right nipple between his fingers, kneading her breast as he did so. Sliding his right hand down across her stomach his fingers encountered a wet patch and he dipped one into her slit… a small groan escaped her lips and she started grinding her butt against his cock in rhythm to the motion of his finger as it slid in and out of her pussy rubbing against her clit.

    She was really worked up now she didn’t care if there was someone watching it’d been too long since she done this and his finger was sending her into a frenzy she needed him inside her… pounding her as she came…..she couldn’t take it anymore ..she whipped round so fast she saw the look of shock flash across his face as his finger slid out of her

“Fuck me” she whispered

A look of raw animal hunger passed across his face and he pressed her up against the wall picking her up by grabbing her arse and thighs he lowered her onto his shaft feeling her grip him tightly as she slid onto him gliding all the way to the hilt. She wrapped her legs around him tightly gripping him as hard as she could as he started to thrust into her pushing her up against the wall harder. She could feel his cock throbbing inside her his hands on her butt gripping firmly with every thrust, the grunts he made every time he pounded into her.

   Oh god this was good… he didn’t know how much longer he could keep himself from cumming .. he could feel her hard nipples pressed against his chest rubbing up and down his pecks with every thrusting motion.. the small gasping moans escaping from her lips, her legs were wrapped around him so tightly gripping he could feel the effect in her vaginal muscles as they gripped his penis with their satiny walls. It was al too much he could feel the overwhelming pressure building up in his balls. Sliding his hands down from her butt cheeks he unwrapped her legs and gripped each leg on the underside just above the knee and forced her legs open as far as they would go so that her knees were mere inches from being pressed up against the wall she gasped as he started to pound into her faster and faster and started to convulse in uncontrollable ecstasy .. it was too much and he exploded inside her.

   She almost screamed out loud as he unwrapped her legs and forced them open so wide thrusting faster and faster she began to tingle all over and then she felt him throbbing quicker and quicker inside of her and she began to orgasm her stomach muscles spasming wildly as she came feeling him squirt into her she began to milk his cock with her contractions…..

    Gasping they both collapsed sliding slowly down the wall slick with Anna’s sweat she fell on top of him his cock still inside her both of them breathing heavily.

“CONFIRMED….GENETIC MATERIAL ACQUIRED…SPECIES CATALOGUED…WE WILL RETURN THE SPECIMENS”

“What? No” Steve said coming back to himself He looked into her eyes “I don’t even know your name” He blurted out . She smiled and opened her mouth to tell him when there was a sudden blinding flash and they both vanished from the room….

Years later Steve would put the experience down to too many beers the night before and whilst he still wandered occasionally about it he slowly forgot. Anna however, couldn’t she knew it wasn’t a dream and even went so far as to try and recreate to same intense feelings with future partners although all to no avail…..

 Having lost touch over a couple of years, lots of chat led us to arriving on the hill park. We drifted on had an ice cream as you do. Holding hands then arm in arm, time ran away with us. As it started to get dark we smooched and then kissed and kissed and kissed. Oops! my hand found her booby and her hand found my hand and pushed it away with "I'm not like that" At the second attempt I took her point. I'll now jump forward about a year,reason being nothing happened except we became boy and girl friend but no sexual activity, just snogging.

 That is until formally I proposed marriage, her father gave us the nod and we got engaged. I will say this was the best decision I took in my life,boy was it ever! The real 'Jackie' was hid inside her all the time. What a woman! Within the week we were down a nearby lane her knickers were off and into her handbag, I fumble for her pussy, well how would an innocent lad know how or where? Remember that one lads. She's excited now and her cherry was taken. being before paper tissues, the only thing to wipe her pussy with was her powder puff from her compact. Pussy wiped and checked she decided with me her cherry was gone then promply stuck the item between a lampost and the lane wall. Furtively we left the lane then burst into laughter at what the road cleaner would think when he found this powder puff. I also found some blood under my foreskin the next morning, lovely!

 Much of my leave's were then spent staying on the settee in her house. The moment her mother went to work she appeared dressed only in an overall. She'd open it and leap onto me and fucked my brains out. Eventually,she steadied down and let me study her hour glass body and play her to climax a lot more.

 Her body was all that a man could want. Not over pretty in face, she had lovely brown hair top (head) and bottom, her boobs were more than a man's hand full squeezing lushly out between my fingers as I squeezed them,topping these were two nipples about a half inch in length and areoles with a prominent circle of peaks around each nipple and tanned like her thigh tops. With a not so flat rubbery belly leading down to a prominent 'mound of venus' with an abundant mass of curly brown pubes. Following down her Venus lines took you to her groin line in turn these led to the groove above and past her hood which indicated a full clitoris hidden there under. Running each side of the hood the valley decended to her pussy slit with volumptious outer lips and fleshy medium sized inner vulva lips.

 From here the slit led on round to a beautiful pair of globes with the crack continuation hiding a lovely puckered bum hole. Slight tanned areas were all in the right areas. Her legs were beautiful with slim ankles,strong thighs which became a feature of exciting sexual happenings in our future. All these features were to be my play area for the future and Jackie also had one more sexual organ? Her brain, my god what an organ this would turn out to be.

 more later.

 

            In September, after the kids went back to school, I had settled down to work on a new contract with my consulting business. I still kept an eye on the happening of the cul-de-sac as I worked.  I noticed that during the day, I was the only man around other than the mailman. This became a blessing.

 

            One Wednesday, in late September, I was busy at work when a knock came on my door. When I went to answer it, it was Laura from next door.

           

            “Tom, can you help me?” She asked.

 

            “If I can” I replied.

 

            I have a problem with the taps in my bathroom and Jack will be out of town for the next few days,”

           

            “What is the problem?”

 

            “I can’t get them to turn off”

 

            “Ok, let me take a look”

 

            I followed her over to her house, watching her ass sway all the way over and up the stairs to her bathroom.  The water was rushing out of the taps with quite a bit of force. I tried to turn them off by hand but both seemed to be stuck. Laura leaned in to help me and as she did she fell against me and we both tumbled into the tub.

 

            “Oop’s” she giggled. “Now we’re both soaked.”

 

            “Don’t worry” I said as I noticed that as her tee-shirt got wet her nipples got hard and I could see that she didn’t have a bra on. From my spot in the tub I managed to get a better grip on the taps and turned them off.

 

            “Thanks, I have been after Jack to fix them for quite awhile” She said. “But, that is just something else to add to the list of things that he hasn’t fixed here. Let me get you a towel.”

 

            “You need one too.”

 

            “Your soaked. Get out of those cloths and I’ll get something of Jack’s you can put on.” She said as she walked out of the bathroom.

 

            I started to undress and was down to just my boxers when she came back dressed in a bathrobe with one for me.  As she bent down to pick up my wet clothes, I could see through the opening in the robe that she still didn’t have a bra on. The sight of her tits got my cock twitching and starting to rise.

 

            As she stood up she saw the start of my bulge in my boxers and smiled.

           

            “Are those wet as well?” She asked. “If so, take them off.”

 

            She handed me the robe, and when I put it on I slipped of my boxers.  The smile that she gave me caused me to make an even bigger tent in the robe.

 

            “While your clothes are drying, how about a drink?”

 

            “Ok”

 

            I followed her down to the basement where they had a bar set up. She mixed us a couple of drink and put on some music. As we sat on the couch, she told me about her life.

 

            “Jack was great when we first got married, now he is just a jerk. You know what his idea of sex is these days?  He just gives me a little rub to get me damp and then just rams it in. I hate it.”

 

            “I would have thought that he would like to spend time with a woman who looks like you.” I replied.

 

            “Do you like the way I look?”  She said as she stood and took off her robe.

 

            The sight of her body caused me to get hard as I stood and grabbed her. I kissed her and she kissed back. I ran my hands over her soft, but firm 36C tits as she started to undo my robe.

 

            “Do you want to do this?” I asked.

 

            “Oh, God, yes, I had dreams about you since I first saw you.”

 

            I slowly laid her down on the couch and started to kiss her tits. Her nipples stiffened up and stuck out. As I slowly move down her body her moans came quicker and louder.

 

            “Oh, God,  No one has done this for a long time”

 

            I reached between her legs and found a smooth shaven pussy which was starting to get damp. I worked my way up and down her leg and occasionally ran my finger close to her sweet pussy. Her breathing increased and she spread her legs wider and her slit began to glisten with moisture. It was like dew on a flower and I had to taste her..

I ran my tongue along her slit and parted her inner lips. Her clit was hard and I started sucking it. I feasted on her pussy as she ground her hips in my face. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead and she started panting. I sucked harder on her clit and slid one finger in her pussy. I took my time and managed to get a second finger in her pussy as she convulsed on the floor and flooded my hand with her delicate juices.

Her moans were more than I could take. I took off my robe and got on top of her. My cock jumped for joy as I rubbed my head across her slit. I glided back and forth from clit to asshole enjoying the friction fuck.

I kissed her and massaged her tits. Her pink nipples were fully erect and I began to nibble on them. She moaned louder and locked her lips on mine. Suddenly she became rigid as a board and squealed with delight as another wave of pleasure took control of her. She was so wet and so hot that my head slipped just inside her pussy hole.

She gasped for air and almost jumped off the couch. "Oh my God," was all she could say and my cock slid a little bit deeper inside her. She felt like a soft velvet glove clamped tight around my throbbing cock. Little by little her warm pussy wrapped itself around my shaft. We were one and she started rocking her hips.

Her tongue darted in and out of my mouth and her breathing was erratic. She panted and whimpered and I responded with an "umm" of my own. I slid in just a little more. She moaned and said “you’re too big, bigger than Jack. I don’t think I can take it”.

I ran my hands up and down her hips and across her flat stomach, up to her beautiful erect nipples and back down to her hips. "Okay, I think I’m ready," she said in a scared kind of voice. With that, I pushed hard and sank deep inside her pussy.

With that push, I took every bit of air out of her body and she held her breath. I started rocking back and forth, watching my cock slid in and out of her magnificent pussy.  She moaned with pleasure as I drew my cock almost all the way out and then slowly slid it back deep inside her. My mind wanted to take its time but my cock wanted to shoot its load deep in her pussy.

Her whimpers turned to moans, moans turned to yells and finally her whole body convulsed wildly and she started laughing a bit. The slightest touch would send her over the top and my balls started tingling. "This is it," I told her and plunged in as far as I could. My back arched and it was my turn to lose my breath as stream after stream of hot cum shot deep inside her. She bucked, twisted, howled and then almost passed out, then she was still.

I kissed her tenderly on the lips and felt my cock start to shrink and eventually slide out of her very wet pussy.  

            “God, that was great.”  Laura said. “It has been a long time since I felt this way.”

           
“If my clothes are dry, I better go home before your daughters get here”

            She got up and walked naked to the dryer and took out my clothes.

            “You’ll have to come again.” She giggled.

            I laughed as I got dressed and kissed her. 

           

            “Funny”

            As I walked back to my house I saw that Mai Yan my other next door neighbor was watching from her window. As I looked in her direction, she smiled and waved. I had the feeling that she knew what had just happened.

            I would find out just how much she and the rest of the ladies on the street knew about each other.

Chapter 3 to come soon.

           

           

 

           

 

 

 

           

 

           

 

             

 

           

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

my husband's whore

Author 
 
hotbtweenlgs,
 
 
 
it all started a few years ago when my husband decided he
wanted to share me with his friends... & GET PAID FOR
IT!! at first i said no and even cried alittle, even though
he begged me please show Blake what I could do. It was the
first time after almost 8 years of marriage that this kind
of thing came up. I had to be pretty messed up to even think
about being a whore for my husband!!
Well, they got me pretty messed up. I remember sucking and
licking, dirty talk, sex toys, 2 men & me... Wanna hear
something terrible? I LOVED IT!! Needless to say I still
make a damn good whore for my husband. See unlike many many
women, I will do ANYTHING a man wants done or whatever his
desire is I'll fulfill it. Swallow, anal, role-playing
rape, whatever. I am very trisexual... I'll try anything
once.
Guess i have about 8 regular clients (so to speak)-- I don't
always charge money either. There's other ways to
pay. I never dreamed of being a whore for my man's friends--
did wanna be a porn star though. yep, I love being "my
husband's whore".....
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my masturbation relation!!

Author 
 
hotbtweenlgs,
 
today I was sooo horny... after the man went to work, I decided
to lay down & rest. Laying there, my mind got to racing
& so did my fingers.
First I found my clit. pinched it alittle before inserting
my fingers inside my hot juicy pussy.
With no hair down there, things became even more enticing
as I found I could rest my palm right on my clit and apply pressure
while fingering myself. Well, I always knew I could do it,
but now, it just felt so right.... I reached for my vibrator
and rubber dildo. Shit was gettin sooo hot now!! I needed
to cum badly... my heart & clit were both pounding and
throbbing as I pumped the dildo inside & out of me while
the vib. rested on my love button. Then....WOOOOOSH!!!
--- I squirmed and screamed as I squirted.
YES, I said squirted. This is what I often do with such a mind-blowing
orgasam. The sheets were soaked & the floor beside
the bed was drenched with clear juices which dripped from
my hand as I broke free from my release.... whew!!!
whats the relation? -- masturbation = Gratifacation!!
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 Orange peel, New feel, but it's for real

Author 
 
hotbtweenlgs,
 
I know this is gonna sound kinda off the wall and to some,
it may be disguisting, but if ya really wanna learn something
new that DOES work then you'll try this: take an orange
(yes, fruit) & cut a hole just the size of your man's
penis-- dig most of this area out. Sounds like something
you'd never do huh? Well, ladies believe it or not,
my man says it FEELS GREAT. Anyways, jack your man off with
this penis-sized orange hole!!
Yes, jerk him off!! There is something about the hole, the
size & the texture, that, I guess, just does one hell
of a handjob. Men may try this for themselves & post
comments to let me know what you think!! It does work........
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Tomatoes...during sex? Only if I need to...

Author 
 hotbtweenlgs,

What i mean by this is, TOMATOES is our safe word. Let me explain...
Sometimes I love to get into my heated passion in my body
and state of mind, so just because I say "NO",
doesn't always mean NO for me. Just because I tell you
your hurting me & to stop... doesn't mean I really
want ya to stop. Guess it's like being taken advantage
of. I get alittle on the slutty side alot and feel dirty yet
hot!!! Tomatoes... that's a "SAFE WORD"
we use during sex play. If I say this word, then that REALLY
MEANS YOUR HURTING ME!! Otherwise, pull my hair, slap me,
call me names, make me do it, and I'll play along!! Ya
see, all couples need a safe word that is off the wall and
does not pertain to sex. A word that if said your partner
will notice and hear... not anything sexual-- Both must
agree if the word is said then you must stop whatever your
doing. When I say, "Please don't hurt me",
"I'll do anything you want".... I'm
not thinking TOMATOES...Just be yourself and let the whore
in you out, just play safe and ALWAYS have a SAFE WORD......
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 TASTE IT... DON'T WASTE IT... how to stand the taste..

Author 
 
hotbtweenlgs, 49 C

 
here is a GREAT blowjob technique to try for those of you
who don't swallow because of the taste.... Eat alot
of black licorice if you can stand that taste!!! The licorice
really offsets the taste of cum, so when he explodes in your
mouth-- all you'll taste is the licorice.
Also, pepsi drinkers, heres one for you... BURP alot before
you do the deed by drinking cans of pepsi. When cum fills
your mouth before you swallow, BURP, BELCH, whatever...and
all you'll taste is pepsi. Try it!!
Remember, a man's load most likely will taste of his
fluid intake prior to headjob. If he drinks alot of beer
or liquor, it's gonna taste bitter with a harsh aftertaste...
he drinks OJ, or cranjuice, you can bet it will be sour/tangy
(so to speak)-- CUM has 7 different textures. From clear,
milky, off-white, white, thick & pasty, smooth yet
runny, and medimum-thick ... Have you ever noticed a man's
semen is not always the same as the last? Like I said, there
are 7 textures it CUMS in.......It ya still won't swallow,
let him spew onto your face, across the lips -- notice the
texture. Whatever ya do, try to taste it -- Don't waste
it!!!!
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Let lips control his hips.... (blowjob tip)

Author 
 
hotbtweenlgs,
 
 Ladies, ever get tired of getting a dick to deep in your throat?
I love it when he pumps my mouth, but for those that don't...
YOU can control the depth and direction of how deep to take
it. Here's how: cuff your lips around the teeth like
forming the letter "O"... before you begin
to suck. He can only go so far in your throat and this also
keeps him from ramming into directions you don't want
him to go. I perfer the ramming and gagging... makes me feel
like a slut!! There's one in all of us ya know. However,
some women will learn to love this, being in control yet
still getting the headjob done.
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  The wife & the other lover...

Author 
 
hotbtweenlgs,

this is a great way to keep a lasting on going or even a new
relationship ALIVE!! Once a month or whenever the need,
if ya need to... set a date, make the plans..ie; dinner,
movie, quiet evening -- arrange the date, but don't
be who you really are. See, I have played this part as "CHERRY"
my man's lover. Dressed to kill, with a new look to thrill,
he picks me up, (after driving around the block). I meet
him, greet him, then I treat him.
In this scenerio, my actions, looks and even words are of
someone else... "Cherry". Wear provocative
clothes, wig, no panties, more makeup, or less- whatever
you desire & DON'T be yourself!! Do things that
you wouldn't do or have always wanted to do to spice
it up alittle. Sex... IT IS GREAT!!! To your man, he's
with a new woman (even with just looking different) he feels
like it anyway. Many people don't need someone else
or their lover to be someone their not, but I hope this works
for those of you who may be in need of some "spicing
up" in your relationship. Even for married couples,
it's a whole new adventure when your husband arrives
home from work & kids are gone, but your not what he's
expecting to find when he gets there. Introduce yourself
as "Celeste" or Ginger"... (whoever
ya wanna be) his date for the night. Believe me, he'll
play along as well. After it's over, he'll ask
you "out" again. I promise.....
 
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Fuck me & I'll tell ya...

Author 
 
hotbtweenlgs,

 
 
(NOTE: SAY TO OPPOSITE SEX)

THERE WERE 4 LITTLE MICE. 3 MALES, 1 FEMALE. ALL WERE ASTRONAUTS
& SET TO BLAST OFF TO OUTER SPACE. WHEN THEY GOT THERE,
THE SPACESHIP BROKE DOWN WITH NO WAY OF FIXING IT SOON. THE
FEMALE MOUSE WAS FRANTIC. SHE GOES TO THE 1ST MALE MOUSE
& SAYS, "PLEASE TELL ME HOW TO GET BACK HOME"
PLEASE... SO HE SAYS, "FUCK ME & I'LL TELL
YA".... SO SHE FUCKS HIM BUT HE TELLS HER NOTHING.
SHE RUNS TO MALE MOUSE 2... "PLEASE, PLEASE TELL ME
HOW TO GET BACK TO EARTH, I'LL DO ANYTHING"...
2ND MALE MOUSE ALSO SAYS "FUCK ME & I'LL TELL
YA".... SHE FUCKS HIM, - HE TELLS NOTHING. UPSET &
DISCOURAGED WITH ONE LAST HOPE, SHE RUNS TO 3RD MALE MOUSE.
ONCE AGAIN... "PLEASE, OH PLEASE, TELL ME HOW TO GET
TO EARTH SO I CAN GO HOME" SHE BEGS HIM. 3RD MALE MOUSE
SAYS... "OK, FUCK ME & I'LL TELL YA"..
SO SHE FUCKS HIM... HE TELLS HER NOTHING.
WANNA KNOW HOW SHE GETS BACK HOME TO EARTH?

-- "FUCK ME & I'LL TELL YA......

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the difference

Author 
 
hotbtweenlgs,
 
 
 
what is the difference between a blonde & a mosquito?

The mosquito stops sucking when you slap it!!!
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i rolled my fiance over, pulled the dildo out of her and pushed my cock into her. i started off slow, gradually fucking her harder and harder until i was going as fast and hard as i could. my fiance was moaning with pleasure. kirsty and jenny sat watching my fiance and i making love, then they started kissing and then turned and started sixtey-nineing, licking each otheres pussys as fast as then could.

i was really enjoying fucking my fiance, i always do. i felt the farmiliar feeling and made to pull out, but my fiance grabbed my ass and pulled me closer, so that my cock was as far inside her as it would go. i let go a huge load deep inside my fiance. she climaxed as she felt my cock spazming inside her. we lay recovering for a bit.

i grabbed kirsty and layed her on her back and started licking her pussy. i grabbed the dildo and shoved it in her ass, she gasped, then i shoved my fingers into her pussy. so i was moving the dildo in and out, moving my fingers in and out, and licking her clit at the same time. she was loving it. i had to stop as she was moaning so loud, i didnt want her to wake up the rest of the camp.

by this time, my cock had got hard again, so i fucked kirsty slowly. she was panting too much, i didnt want to fuck her too hard because she was making so much noise just before. i looked round to see jenny licking my fiance's pussy, and licking up my cum that was seeping out. i pulled out of kirsty and knelt behind jenny, slowly pushing my cock into her ass. i then reched round and pushed the dildo into her pussy and began fucking her. the harder i went, the harder she licked my fiance.

then kirsty, feeling left out, sat on my fiance's face and my fiance began licking her. we were all moaning as we all felt great. before i knew it i was filling jennys ass with my cum. she felt this and climaxed, and licked my fiance so hard she climaxed too.

we all stopped for a few mins to catch our breath, then i layed on my back, and jenny, kirsty and my fiance all attacked my cock. kirsty and jenny kissed it whilst my fiance sucked it at the top. i felt like i was in heaven.

kirsty then noticed my cum seeping out of my fiance's pussy, and jenny's ass and said "you've cum in them can u do it in me too?" i said ok so she layed on her back, i said "i dont wanna do it in ur pussy coz u might get pregnant, roll over, i'll do it in ur ass." so she rolld over and stuck her ass in the air. i licked my hand and wet her hold, then slowly slid my cock in and started fucking her. jenny layed down in front of kirsty and kirsty started licking her, and my faince knelt behind me and whispered "i'll kiss your neck and make you cum quicker, i want you all to myself," so she kissed my neck. soon i filled kirsty's ass with my cum and we all stopped for a while. kirsty and jenny then went back to their tent (after kissing us goodnight).

my fiance then got into out sleeping back and had a slow fuck, before falling asleep cuddled up together.

4th night coming soon - if i get good feedback that is.

annoyinglittletwit@hotmail.com

please stop giving ideas of what to put in my stories - if thats what you want to read about, write your own story. mine are all already written and waiting for feedback on the last one before i submit the next one.

and to save anyone else asking, i am a guy.

 I had this vision going round in my head of letting him "You know?" My aunt interjected "yeah I know what you mean" with a pursing of her lips. Continuing, the woman went on, I kept thinking, well Bert did tell the boy to "Take care of me" and the feeling in my nether regions kept telling my brain this is what he was alluding to. So weakening when I knew he'd gone asleep I put my hand over and explored outside his pants, sure enough now soft his cock and balls was as I thought. Well it was sort of keeping it private in the family so there'd be no whagging tongues. I even convinced myself that if bert found out, he'd approve of my prudence. That night, it was lovely. I tweaked it around and as it got harder, I got the head out through the front flap and very gently wanked it incase he woke up. I even took some love juice off the tip and rubbed it in mine. It got me off almost immediately.

 By this time I'd sunk down onto a small box so as not to break the moment in anyway. She continued, I was so tempted to try and get it in me there and then but thought it might go all wrong and I needed that cock big time but long term. I'd waited six months so another day or two I could manage. Next day nothing unusual, he did say he liked cuddling in with me and he was sure he had a lovely dream but couldn't recall it but he knew it was nice. Come the evening I casually said you can come in with me again seeing it made you feel nice. He jumped at the chance, and so it was. That night I got the first hard cock against my ass for months. I waited again till he was asleep, Having given him a different set of pants that I knew gave easy access, I rubbed him up and reasoning he'd probably hump like a dog does I turned spoon fashion and made my nightdress rise up my back and putting my hand back over continued to rub him up. After a bit he rolled over off his back towards me and I got that first hot touch of cock on my ass cheeks. I went motionless panting like hell, half in anticipation and half in panic in case he woke up. But I kept a hold on his hardon.

 After what seemed an age, but must have been minutes he started gently short dry fucking strokes. I wiggled my ass to help position everything and a couple of times it hit me right on the asshole  but getting more slippery it started sliding right along my crack. Then it found me, I tried like hell not to move but it was to much, I just had to help it in. I'm sure he was asleep all the time though. My aunt had just chipped in, "It gets you so you can't resist" Fuck me! she's going to babble about me! Oh shit! Ding,Ding, saved by the bell. A bloke walks in. The woman says, "I'll tell you later what happened" and she was gone.

 Prior to this event when I knew about my aunt coming over I decided I had to create a situation similar to the one at the old shop. There quite by accident I got a dream situation going which with every passing month of growing up I found a wonderful pass time. Being quite young I was into every crook and cranny. (this held me in good stead in the future incidentally) So while exploring under the old shop window crawling with my torch I found some hidden jars of sweets, (an item on ration at that time, more about those later) but this area was enclosed but had end side accesses. As I got along the customer end and peered out a woman customer dropped some coins out of her purse. The coins rolled away from my hidden position,she in turn first bent to retreive some allowing me to look up the back of her clothes to the top of her thighs, but some of the money went farther under the opposite side counter so kneeling on all fours and reaching forward I could see even more including the two half moon creases across the start of her bum cheeks because her panties got pulled upwards across her ass. Being young and wondering I thought nothing of shining my torch at this sight.

 On doing so, what emerged from that gloom was what is now termed "A camel toe" pink panty right tight into the crack and as tight as hell across the puffy outer lips then tight into her groins. I didn't appreciate It properly then but later my minds eye revisited her visible offering that day with my hand working a hundred miles a hour on the beast between my legs. So from then on I searched with my torch up many skirts from my hiding place. Some having popped out while preparing a bath or such like made an offering with no knickers on at all. Generally this was when they thought we were closing. One in particular, our next door neighbour in fact, had almost a permanent counter position on a high stool we had there. Nosing for gossip and in her late fifties I would guess, she was really plump and quite short. I quickly twigged that she wore no knickers and not being fussy, I looked at all and everything. Every time she got off the stool she slid till her feet touched the floor with her legs spread. I torched this move every time to see her raw meat coloured pussy with enormous puffy labia each side and two inner flaps like a puppies ears. She looked straight at me each time and she must have known what I was torching because she always made a smile directly at me. It must have given her a buss I guess.

 This was where my crush on my aunt first started although I didn't realise what a crush was at the time. Because I also spent time under the window but at the serving side of the counter when I found my torch let me see what colour panties my aunt had on each day plus a constant look at her thighs and bum cheeks. So back at the new place I was to big now for torching from under the window. I put a different ploy in place although this was somewhat limited. There was high up shelving in those days unlike supermarkets today,these required step ladders. So as I got to do the stacking I put the most popular items high up and from the vantage seat I mentioned earlier I got lots of good views of my aunts and others upskirt offerings. Improved fluorescent lighting helped. In no time at all and bearing in mind our changed relationship she quietly whispered "Still at it but without the torch you dirty little sod,mind you don't get caught" Was nothing sacred from this woman? she must have known all the time! She equally must know I'm listening to all the smut. At that moment I decided I would do an "uncle" at the first opportunity and tell her the dirty goings on up the docks.

 It was on a stroll back from the docks with Ben we came across a real turn on. In a hilly park while heading in no particular direction we saw a girl we recognised as the older sister of one of our bus girls. She was quite petite and really pretty. She was in tow with two lads and a much bigger bloke, in fact a bear of a man, they all lived we knew in a local eighteenth century slum buildings. Nothing wrong with that mind, they were just people. We thought nothing of this but gradually they got up by us. She was obviously enjoying the company of these three guys, just laughing and joking with them. Having got just ahead of us and almost unoticed by us one of the lads crouched down behind her as she faced the bear type bloke, looking up at him, at about six foot three and her no more than five feet. totally distracted and to our amazement he gently pushed her shoulders and back she went over the other lad almost in slow motion her legs buckled as she went backwards and because of his body her legs went wide and as her bum stopped in an upward position her legs was splayed up and apart.

 Wearing no panties a beautiful miniscule pussy with an equally lovely mound of venus covered with a small bush of pubic hair came into view. This was truly the smallest prettiest pussy I've ever seen. By now the lad had got out from under and he and the other were each side of her holding her arms wrestling her pert tits out from the button opening in her dress top, no bra.She was rolling and kicking her legs around, not screaming or anything so it was impossible to tell if they were funning or about to rape her. the Bear, wearing heavy black railway workers clothes including a full length overcoat, normal for the steam railway workers at that time. (Clothes classed "gothic" now) had started to undo his coat and fly buttons. We just stood there mesmerized. Next he unleashed his heavy leather belt, no underwear and as his trousers dropped a giant cock and bollocks came out. Man they were enormous, It was three quarters hard and swinging like a pendulum. There was no way that piece of swinging meat could get in that tiny pussy. He grabbed hold of his cock knelt between her legs and with one hand on her belly he hit her tiny slot,wiggling it it up and down her pussy he must have sensed the opening his ass made a ruthless thrust her body jerked on her ass cheeks against the grass and like magic her tiny cunt splayed open enough to except his huge purple helmet as the foreskin rolled back off the head. With no more ado he pushed and I thought he had his hand on her stomach to feel how far it reached up her, in my young mind. He kept on pushing more and more till she took the lot, her cunt? it looked so tight rapped around this beast but when he started to pull back from her the lovely ring part stretched and seemed to cling on not wanting to lose this mighty rod. He then really went to town ram,ram,ram. she pulled her legs up to her chest and proceded to orgasm like there was no tomorrow.

 With several grunts he unloaded in her. When he pulled out, his was all shiny and covered in slimey jism. Hers stayed open showing lots of cum, he turned to his mate and just said "go on then your turn" this lad got in between her legs and followed up but she didn't appear to thrill. The third one declined as he pulled his cock out his fly saying "its to late" he squirted over her tits having not wanked just through watching the others and playing her tits. Bear pulled his trousers up having wiped his cock off in the tail of his shirt he'd left them down all the time,I guess in case he became ready for a second go. She stood up put her clothes straight, hooked her arm into Bears and skipped off happy as larry. Me and Ben? Oh! the third mate wasn't the only one that came off without even touching themselves.

 More in a while.