king one mouth from two.  Jan was the most amazing kisser.  My dick had had no time to lose any stiffness before the interaction of her tongue on mine rejuvinated it to its former mosterous petrification.  As Jan sucked my face my cock rubbed up against her rather conspicuously.  "You're still ready to go; aren't you?" she asked only separating our lips barely half a centimeter and then only long enough to speak her mind before reconnecting and sucking my face.  I could only nod my head because her tongue was all over my pallate.  "Well, come on then."  When her lips parted from mine she took my hand and led me to her room where she lay on her back with her legs slightly open - enticingly inviting yet seductively teasing.  I crawled on top of her and moved between her legs reconnecting my mouth to hers.

Neither of us has ever done this before so we were both a little nervous but horney as hell so she helped me guide my pole into her slot.  Looking into each other's eyes we saw the obvious pleasure the other was feeling as I slowly slid my rod deeper and deeper.  Her body was so sexy and soft and erotic to touch and caress, her hair and skin heavenly to smell.  I cuddled and groped her as I lay on top of her trying to envelope her as her cunt did my piston.  I gently and sensuously eased in and out the length of my tool alowing both of us to revel in our lusty passion together.  I was so drained from the blowjob earlier that it took me nearly twenty minutes to inject my cum into the back of her tight, wet snatch.

As we lay there in each others arms still pressing our bodies together she softly whispered to me, "So, am I sexy enough to be a prostitute?

"Oh, yeah," I confessed.  I had to totally concede my defeat.

"You owe me $150"

"How do you figure?" I protested.  "I owe you fifty dollars because you were sexy. . "

"AM  . . . sexy" she corrected.

". . .Are sexy.  Plus fifty for getting me off.  That's a hundred dollars."

"Plus fifty dollars to have sex with me."  I don't know how serious she was.  I we hadn't agreed that I would pay her for sex.  But I didn't argue with her.  It was worth the money.  The only problem was I didn't have it.  I gave her the hundred dollars but stammered about how I would pay her the extra $50.  She teased me so seriously about paying the rest insisting that she didn't give credit.  The hundred dollars was more money than she had ever seen at one time before but she was acting all street cred and stuff.  She then insisted that until she was paid the rest that I had to wear her panties.  She was so sexy when she spoke that I could not resist her.  From that day on I wore her panties more than I wore my own underwear.

It was never difficult to talk her into sleeping with me again.  At first I offered her money.  I payed her for sex quite a bit but rarely paid more than ten or twenty dollars to fuck her.  Then I got wise and started to barter with her promising to help her with her homework or do her chores.  Half the time I would get what I wanted and blow here off.  I think that she took the bartering as foreplay.  Maybe it was.  Finally I figured how to get all the sex I wanted from her.  I convinced her that she would need more practice if she was going to do this for a living - she would have to learn how to do it very well, and in various positions.

We would have sex after school.  I would sleep in her bed with her at night almost at will.  She did become a better lover but the whole practice thing was just a con to get her to sleep with me.  I dont know if she actually bought it but it worked and that was good enough for me.  And I doubt that she was even serious about becoming a whore until months later.

We tried all kinds of positions; missionary, doggie, spooning, strattling.   I even talked her into letting me fuck her in the ass but she was so good at giving oral - it was her specitalty.  If I somehow couldn't talk her into having sex she would almost always at least suck me off always swallowing my cum.  I was interested in other girls but didn't persue them much because I knew I could always get into my sisters pants.  Whenever I did sleep with other girls it was obvious to me that they were amatures.  Often I would go on a date with a girl and have sex with her in her bed or in the car or whatever and come home after the date and go to bed with Jan making love to her deep into the night.  Sex with Jan was always more exciting and satisfying than other girls.  Jan was just so much better than anyone else.  And I am not the only one who said so.

After a couple of months one of the guys at school was talking about trying to find a good lay so I offered to set him up with the best blow job he ever had for $20 (I gave Jan $5 to do it and kept $15).

 

stay tuned for part III

um," she says.  As she bobs her head up and down on my cock her hair dances playfully on my balls and legs and belly.  Once again I let loose a gusher into her mouth and she laps it up milking me for every last drop sucking my head and caressing my balls.

She lays her head on my stomach while I ran my fingers through her hair and we talked for a while.  By now it is getting pretty late.  "Are you sure you don't need to be somewhere; you don't have a curfew?"

"I told you; I do what I want," she smiled.  "No, mom will be working late probably and when she does come home she will go straight to bed.  If she notices me gone she will assume I am at Katie's house for a sleep over."

"Do you need to be anywhere tomorrow?  This is a school night; isn't it?"

She explained that as a senior she only had two classes left to graduate, P.E. and an English class.  English was in the afternoon so she could stay out late on nights when there was no Gym class.  "Gym class is only a pass/fail grade.  I don't even need it to graduate but if I don't show up I can get credit for the day with a written note that I participated in some sport if it witnessed by an adult, particularly if I can describe the health benefits of it.  Last week I got credit for playing vollyball at the community picnic."

"That sounds like a good deal."

"Yeah, so sometimes if I don't feel like going to gym class I will just blow it off.  I could get credit for more classes but when I go skinny dipping in the river there are no adults that can sign my note."

"Do you want me to sign it?"

"You didn't witness it, silly!"

"Oh, Yeah, we'll have to do something about that sometime," I tease.  She smiles.  Eventually we fall asleep playing with each other as we talk - caressing, fondling, tickling, teasing, running fingers up and down and around erogenous and non-erogenous body parts and through hair until passing out in one glob of flesh that feels so comfortable like this is what it is supposed to be like.

When we awoke we were still laying three naked next to each other all meshed together like the night before.  I felt at home with her naked body pressed up against mine and I didn't ever want to move away from it.  The feeling seemed mutual.  "What time is it?" she asked.

"It's late," I replied, "eight-thirty."

"I have gym class in an hour. . .unless," she added, "you want to go again.  One for the road. . ."

"I'm good," I said feeling contented, "unless you want. . ."

"That's okay; I'm cool." 

We slowly get up forcing ourselves apart with extended kissing.  "I'll leave you to get ready then," I said putting on my shorts, skipping the underwear and leaving the truck to do a walk around.

"That water is good and you can pee in the weeds," she called out.  I looked over to behind the building right beside the cab to see a nice mowed patch of grass next to a garden hose and faucet comming from the building.  This surounded by a field less kept and woods beyond that.  I relieved myself and took a drink of water splashing some on my face and walked back to inspect the trailer for a pre trip wearing nothing but my shorts.  When I came around the truck again Cindy was standing in the grass totally nude washing herself with the garden hose, her top and skirt hanging on the hose real hook.

Again I was awestruck not being able to tear my eyes from her beautiful shape as it moved gracefully, sexy.  I got excited again and unseen by her dropped my shorts and as if compelled to do so walked up to her.  As she turned to see me I stopped her and in one motion turned her back away from me making her face the wall and bend over and lean against it while I penetrated her doggy style.  For the next few minutes we were thumping together at a dogs pace.  I moved my hand from her ass to her waist and up to her breasts fondling them and playing with her swollen nipples.  She stood up and I withdrew from her pussy.  She turned, picked up a beach towel removing it from a bag and spread it in the grass and led me to it making me lie down on my back as she faced me and strattled me.  "This is where I do my sun bathing," she said moving her body up my chest closer to my head.

"You don't have any tan lines," I noted.

"I bathe in the nude.  Now shut up and eat," she said as she put her cunt in my face.  I poked her with my nose, kissed her, then started licking her cheeks, then again, as before, penetrated her deep with my tongue, slashing about all around, licking the sweet lube from her vaginal walls.  With my mouth against her pussy I retracted and reincerted my tongue imitating sexual intercourse.  "I like it," she encouraged.  "Do me more."  I continued the tongue dance in and out then up to her clit, down, around her hole, licking all around, tickling her clit then back in her hole and all around as deep as I could reach.

After some time she moved back down and bending over incerted her tongue into my throat where our tongues danced with each other.  Then she raised up and finding my dick with her muff plopped down on it taking it all the way up inside her.  She thrashed about for a few moments taking care to keep me fully incerted then pulled out completely and repenetrated herself on my tool all the way down.  Next she raised up and down and up and down slowly then starts bouncing on my pole more and more vigorously her hand raised behind her head fingering her hair.  Her breasts fly on the downward stroke flopping as she lands her pelvis on mine and rises again and down with a rhythm of inexhaustible energy and enthusiasm.  I reach up and cradle her boobs in my hands as they bounce up and down with her body, my fingers doing a little dance with her nipples.

I lower my hands and bring them behind my head and she brings hers down to lean on my chest while she continues to hump my meat unwaveringly.  I let loose a load inside her but she doesn't seem to notice and keeps bouncing vigorously as ever panting and sweating.  My cum oozes out of her hole as she pounds away.  Sweat glistens off her body giving her a glow.  Her panting excits me and I restiffen my erection before even losing it.  She doesn't miss a stride.  She fucks me until she cums again and then pulls me up and leans back with me still inside her.  "Now, fuck me hard like I know you can," she ordered.  With her on her back with her legs wrapped aroundme I get on my knees and begin to thrust into her plump, ripe love fruit dripping with our combined juices.  "Harder!" she bosses, "Come on, fuck me."  her lustful desire feeding my own.

I gave her the jackhammer deep in her, working her with the rhythm of a washing machine on spin cycle.  We just could not quench our lust to have sex with the other.  To see her naked body compelled me, I had to fuck her over and over.  She too could not get enough of my cock in her pussy.  "Don't stop. . .yeah," she panted, "ah! ah! ah! don't stop."  I continued humping her as sweat ran down my face, chest and back.  Cindy reached up and wiped it away from my eyes and eyebrows.  I fucked her some more until she quivered and spasmed.  Unrelenting I never broke stride as her cum oozed out and down her ass.  "Go, go; fuck me," she encouraged as I began to hear my heart pounding loudly.  "Fuck me hard.  Don't stop."  Then we both gushed together and moaned as I colapsed and lay on top of her our hearts pounding together both out of breath.  She wrapped her legs and arms around me tight and kissed my neck.  I burried my head in her hair and we wrythed together a few moments and then relaxed lying in a pile of twisted flesh catching our breath.

Now it was after twelve o' clock.  "I've missed P.E." she said.  "It's probably lunch by now.  Guess I'll have to find someone to sign another note for me."  Once again neither of us wanted to move having found a place of perfect comfort in the nudity of the other.  We lay with each other, caressing, stroking, kissing each others bodies while we talked.  After more extended kissing we once again forced ourselves apart and I go back to the truck to get ready to leave as she gets ready for school.  After dressing I look at some maps to plan my route then I make an entry in my log book.

Next I find a piece of paper and begin to write:  "Witnessed one Cynthia Stevens went dancing.  While dancing her rigorous excersize increased her heart rate to her recomended target rate for more than twenty minutes.  In my judgement she has demonstrated personally to me that she is a superb athlete in excellent physical condition and exhibits good form and flexibility as well as prolonged stamina.  Please credit and excuse Miss Stevens for two classes as I have witnessed two distinct sessions, one this date and once yesterday."  And I signed my name and dated it.  I chose my words carefully so that I did not say anything that was not really true.

When I looked up I found her dressed in her ultra miniskirt and top again brushing her hair.  The towel is hanging on a short clothes line tied from the building to a nearby tree.  As she finishes brushing and puts away her brush in her purse I walk up behind her unseen and seize her by the waist pulling her into me burrying my face in her hair.  I take note that she has re-applied her body spray.  Again I am excited and my stiff package presses up hard and flat against her ass.  She wiggles her ass against my pole wantingly but says, "I can't; I have to go.  I have English class.  I can't blow off English like I did P.E."

"Yeah, me too," I confess continuing to rock up against her.  "Here, I wrote a note for you."  Taking the note we separate and she turns to face me as she reads smiling bigger and bigger as she reads.

"That is so sweet.  Thank You!" she says with a big, long, tight, heartfelt embrace indicative more of friendship than erroticism.  "I left something for you too.  I mean, I wrote something for you as well.  It's in the truck."  I couldn't help but feel like she was hiding something.  She had that look like she had last night.

"Do you need a ride," I asked.

"No, the school is about 200 yards through the woods on that path," she pointed.

"You're wearing that to school?!" I exclaimed.

"Stop it!" she protested, "Don't make fun of the way I dress.  Don't you like my outfit?"

"No, I love your clothes but won't you get in trouble?"

"I already told you, I do what I want.  Some teachers don't like it but when I go to the principal's office she can't do anything because there is no dress code, officially." she explained.

"Why do you like to dress like that in such a public place?"

"I dress for fun.  Pants are no fun, shorts are fun, but skirts are more fun.  The shorter the skirt the more fun.  I just like having fun.  I am a fun junky."  Just then a big truck pulled in right behind mine.  "Uncle Charlie!  You are back early."  she ran to embrace him as he stepped from his truck.

"This wasn't here when I left," he mused looking at my truck.

"I was just leaving; have to be in Birmingham."  I introduced myself extending my hand.

"Chuck Stevens," he said gripping my hand.  "You can stay as long as you like.  You're not hurting anything."  Then he nodded towards Cindy, "Let me tell you, this girl has more energy than a nuclear power plant."

"Don't I know it."

"You off to school now?" he asked her.  She nodded as he walked off to see he truck and I mine.  "I'll see you around."  Cindy followed him askig him about his trip.

"Yes, I think I will be back around here again very soon," I muttered to myself.

"No, I got diverted to St Louis, so I came home," his voice echoed across the parking lot.

I wandered back to my truck and climbed up into the cab.  Putting the map back in the glove box I found the consent letter she has written the night before.  The date was scratched out and overwritten were the words, "any day, any time, always - and at his sole discretion.  Thank you for dancing with me."  I look up to see Chuck pulling away in his pickup leaving Cindy standing alone.  The wake of his burnout blows her hair back and and lifts her skirt to reveal her beautiful, bushless pussy bare as ever.  I was very pleased at the sight but equally surprised to see it.  I look behind her consent letter to find her pink and white hair ribbons along with the pink g-string thong panties still smelling of her cum with the embroidered heart and woven pink ribbon backing and a sewn in tag that read, "designed, and sewn by and for Cynthia Stevens."

I looked up to see her watching me holding the panties.  I give them a good smell and hold them up to motion to her a thank you.  She blows me a kiss smiles and waves then turns to walk to school.  I watch her gracefully move from side to side- skirt fluttering as she walks into the woods until she is gone.  And then I was on my way to Birmingham.

silk and satin and mesh and lace.  Jan loved to wear it too because she knew that it got me excited and she liked to get me excited.  At home she offten lounged around in the nude or with only panties for my benefit (she almost never wore a bra).  I could tell she wasn't as excited to have sex as I was but could not help myself when she looked so sexy.  But she was really into getting me excited.

A couple months later she had a late period and was kinda worried.  We cooled things down a bit for a while but sex was all I could think about around her so I begged and bargained and blackmailed her into sucking cock and still got her into bed a few times.  Then after weeks she had bad cramps and bled a lot so we realized that she wasn't pregnant.  Looking back we think that it must have been a miscarriage.  Since then she hardly ever refused me a roll in the hay but often made me beg for it anyways.  She got on birth control after that.

When I started to set her up with boys at school it didn't take long for word to get around.  They would come over to our house after school and she would service them one by one while the others waited in the living room.  I was collecting money from them hand over fist and letting sis have just enough to keep her interested and working for me.  I took her shopping for more lingerie of her own which she really started to enjoy.  What little money I gave her (which was still more than she had ever seen in her young life) she usually spent on a teddy or stockings or crotchless panties.  One time we  even got away with going into a sex shop without getting carded and got another video along with our purchase.

She didn't wear shirts or blouses to school anymore but teddies under a skirt or shorts or a sexy or revealing camisol.  If she wore a bra it was satiny with a see through top.  It was a business desision but she also liked the hot look.  I'm sure that a lot of the girls were jealous and probably hated her.  I tried to graduate the schedule for the rich kids sometimes getting $100 for half an hour with Jan in her bedroom.  Some of the less fortunate but smarter kids offered to do homework and term papers for us and she was cool with it so we hardly had to study after that.  I was able to buy really nice clothes and trick out my wheels when I got my liscense but then Jan started giving me attitude about our whole enterprise.  She thought that I was taking advantage of her, which I suppose I was.

I thought I'd give her some space and let her cool off a bit so I took my dinner to my room and went to bed.  After midnight I hadn't got any sleep so I went to her room for a fuck like I was now in the habit of doing.  She was asleep but got up grogily and came to the door.  "What is it?" she asked in a stupor.

"I can't sleep," I said.

"So?  What do you want?"  But she knew what I wanted.  There was only one thing I ever wanted from her.

"Come on, let me in," I started in my best persuasive voice.

"Dean, it's late.  I'm asleep.  Go back to bed."  But her babydoll nightgown and her perfume made my manhood stand up and I wasn't going to take no for an answer.  I pushed against the door hard and she fell back from it.  I entered her room with a mission and threw her down on the bed and jumped on top of her forcing her legs open to get between them.  "Stop it!" she cried in a furious, anoyed voice as she struggled against me with all her strength.

"Why does she have to be so moody?"  I thought to myself.  "Why doesn't she just lay back and take it like she always does?  She doesn't have to be a tease just because she wants a bigger piece of the pie."  I was so frustrated with her.  She was just trying to get back at me because I blew her off.  She was being such a brat.  She wasn't going to get away with it.  I would have her like I always did.  I held her down and ripped her panties off.  "Just shut up and fuck," I grunted through my clenched teeth.  I never talked to her like that.  We were never vulgar or profain to each other.

Jan was fighting against me as hard as she could but she gave up obvious opportunities to hurt me such as putting her knee in my groin.  She might also have cried out loud enough to wake mother but she never did.  I found her pussy and drove my cock into her hard and deep.  She wasn't quite as wet as she usually was when I fucked her.  Usually I slid in and out real slow, thats how I liked it, savoring the feeling of my cock inside her but now I just wanted to slam her as hard as I could.  I don't know if she lost her strength or just her will to fight but she was soon as wet as she always was and her nipples were hard.  When I had shot my cream into her inermost I didn't say anything or cuddle like we normally do.  I just left her there on her bed and went back to my room.  I almost didn't have any better luck getting to sleep after that.  I couldn't believe what I had just done; I had raped my sister.

In the morning Jan acted like nothing had happened except that she was quiet and didn't want to talk to me.  I didn't set up any clients for her for the next few days.  Finally, almost a week later she came to me after school.  "We can't keep this up forever.  We need to talk through some things."  The main thing that was bugging her was that I wasn't telling her how the business was doing.  "Are you going to get me Johns after you go off to college?  I don't know how to do this by myself and I need to learn."  She then explained her vision for her business complaining that she was feeling a bit overworked sometimes when ten or more guys came home to get laid.  "I want to get Lisa to work for us too.  She can help take a load off when we are busy."

Lisa was the next door neighbor and Jan's best friend.  She went to a private school or charter or something.  She was a little younger than Jan who was fourteen by now but she had bigger breasts.  It didn't take me much convincing, some of the guys liked to get blow jobs but would prefer a large rack.  The best part of the new vision was that she would bring Lisa over and teach her how to suck cock.  Jan would demonstrate on a dildo that we found in mom's room and Lisa would practice on me untill I said she was good enough.  Then I would show her all the possitions that Jan said the guys liked.  Lisa was fun to sleep with but wasn't very experienced.  Training a new girl how to have sex was not quite as exciting as fucking Jan.  She was a pro and a natural kisser.

I waited for Jan to talk about the rape but she never did.  She didn't even mind so much my making money off of her harlotry because I was marketing her and getting her work and managing her in a way that she didn't think she could do herself.  She did insist in knowing how much we were making though.  When she didn't bring it up I knew I had to.  "Jan, can you forgive me?  I don't know what came over me."

"I will, if you will do something for me."  You see, the videos that mom had were made for women to teach them how to please a man.  In all the months that we were having sex and the several months that she was sleeping with all those boys from school she still had never had an orgasm.  She had read about it somewhere and learned that many women don't have orgasms from sex.  I had never heard of a clitoris before but she asked me to find it and eat her out.  I don't know why it never occured to us for me to give her oral because she sucked cock all the time, mine and others.

She had some literature or something to show us how to find her love button.  So we made out to get us both excited and then I peeled off her clothes and kissed her all over working my way down to her crotch.  I always loved the smell of her skin and her hair and now I was even more aroused by the smell of her cunt.  I kissed and sucked on the lips of her baldness making her sigh heavily.  She moaned her approval, "Yeah, like that."  I worked my tongue all over from leg to leg and up and down her lips to tease her like she does me.  I slid my taster down into her slit.  I was torn between licking out her hole to devour her sweet juice and findin her clit to send her into orbit.  Her first orgasm was a long and intense as was her second and third imediately following.  Of course I prefered to be inside her blasting my cum into her tight muff but tasting her cunt while she wrythed around in extacy was a close second and we could go on and on for an hour without stopping or getting tired or having to "recharge".  She didn't need an orgasm as often as I needed her body so most of the time we just screwed each other but every week or so I made sure she got hers.

Somehow I don't think it ever got out that we were sleeping together.  Mom must've had a clue but somehow refused to believe the evidence.  Lisa might have suspected something but never let on.  The clientell were getting laid so I'm sure they were clueless.  Even so, they weren't talking.

Within a year we hired three more girls to service our growing market.  Sometimes we would get girls out of class to meet a John in the john or locker room or under the bleachers.  We made sure that all of our girls got all the help they needed with homework and term papers.  And we started a database of who was sleeping with whom in the various schools where we were soliciting to ensure that we were safe from disease.  We made sure all the girls were on the pill and knew how to use condoms (Again, every employee practiced putting one on me before I drilled them in various positions for training purposes.)  We got me some viagra so I could train the three girls all at once.  That weekend I had sex almost non-stop from friday night to sunday night.  I was tired and a bit sore at the end but it was the best opportunity to get all the girls ready to make money.  After they all went home I still slept in Jan's bed with her because the viagra was still potent and I was horney but also because I was anxious to fuck with someone at a higher skill level.

After I graduated I took some business classes at the local community college and since we were taking care of Jan's grades she was able to load up on classes and graduate early or take one or two classes her senior year. Most of the other girls were still in the schools all day so we had lots of exposure and plenty of clients.  When we were open we had blowjobs in the bathroom and sex in Jan's room, my room, mom's room, the guest room, living room and the atic and basement.  I got a really good opportunity to work for a great firm and Jan had more time and no how to put into her own business so we kinda parted.  Now we live across town but see each other often.  Usually when we get together we do sleep together.  I don't even know where mom and dad are.  We haven't seen dad in ten years and mom is running some AA program in some church somewhere last I heard.

But Jan is running the biggest, most successful escort service in the state.  These days they are more mainstream than they used to be so she doesn't get any flack from the authorities.  She is even associated with a STD/fertility clinic where they have access to medical records to verify risks of STD's.  Their policy is to verify a disease free client or use a condom - or refuse the client.  Confidentiality is paramount in this business and she is tops.  It wasn't till after she graduated that she told me that one of her clients was actually a Math teacher that I had had.  He was a man of integrity and would not have come to her if he thought that she would ever have any of his classes.  But he found a schedule of services and realized what she was doing.  Since he couldn't prove that anything was happening on school grounds he didn't feel obligated to turn her in.  But then he got lonely and wanted company once in a while.  She was very careful about where and how she met him and never told anyone but me.  She was sleeping with him for over a year.

Every year at Christmas, New Years, Valentine's Day, Mother's Day, Forth of July, Labor Day, Memorial Day and on my Birthday Jan sends me one of her escorts for some great sex.  It's what she does; she personally pickes them for me herself.  It's a fabulous gift that never gets old.  But Jan is still the best fuck I've ever had and I still try to sleep with her every chance I get.

 the end

youngest!  My heart sank realizing my growing dream of taking her as a lover was being dashed against the rocks.  I has so much enjoyed the sex that night I was really looking forward to doing all of them again.  If it was good for Trixie I might continue to fuck all of them from time to time.  But now that I know how old they are how could I risk being caught sleeping with any of them - even Trixie, especially Trixie.  "My god, woman!  What have you done to me?  You all better talk."

"Don't tell him any more, Jane.  He knows too much already."

"We better let him go; the gig's up."

"No," said Jane, or Melody as I had come to know her.  "It doesn't matter what he knows.  He knows he still can't leave until we let him go.  And we won't let him go until we are done with him."  So they told me everything: how they were at a slumber party next door and came over to Trixie's house for something.  Trixie's parents were away for a few days and the only adult at the house next door thought nothing of them coming over here and had gone to bed even as I was having sex with his teenage daughter in the next house.  None of them had a boyfriend but Trixie had been crushing on me for months.  They were all talking and not too seriously about seducing a boy to crash their slumber party and losing their virginity together the same night with the same boy.  When someone saw me coming down the way they whimsically desided to do it for real, for Trixie.  It was a secret silent pact.  I somehow belonged to Trixie but she was willing to share me with her girlfriends for the chance to have sex with me.  There would be no chance to have me any other way; she was too shy.

"Wait a minute," I protested.  "You all are virgins?"

"Not anymore - well, Harmony is."  Actually they used her real name I think.  By now I was confused by all the names and hardly knew who was who.

"So at least I know you're not carrying any diseases."  They all swore it was so.  "What if someone gets pregnant?  Is anyone on any kind of birth control?  or using any kind of contraception?"  Nobody was but I was told that they menstrated together and wouldn't ovulate for at least ten days, probably fourteen.  They assured me that noone was getting pregnant tonight while still insisting I do another round with everyone before they let me go.  Of course I really wanted to fuck them all in the worst way but I knew I was already in violation of the law and could go away for a while.  "All I need is for one of you to get pregnant and all this will come out and I'm facing multiple counts of statutory and maybe lose my job and my standing in the community."

"What about us?  We can't let out that we did this; we'd be grounded forever.  You didn't rape us; if anything you's get off while we went away to juvie for conspiracy, kidnapping, sexual assault even rape - some would call it 'gang rape'."

All this time Harmony had quietly sat up a bit to fondle my nut sack and cock that was maxed out and dying to fuck already.  "We might get by with some community service but we could be confined till we are old enough to drink.  Even so think of our reputations and community standing - Andrea's Dad is a deacon."  (By now I had no idea who that was.)

Little by little I was beginning to understand them and trust them.  I believed that they wouldn't name me if one or more of them did get pregnant.  But mostly I was persuaded by Harmony stroking and squeezing my happy tool.  As concerned about the situation as I was and eager to find an exit I could not make myself stop her.  The more she played with my penis the more crazed I got until I could hardly think.  It was very likely that the others were encouraging her to continue.  If anyone said anything more I didn't comprehend it, I don't think.  I cirtainly don't remember any more.

What I do remember is Harmony rolling over on here belly and rubbing her ass on my pole.  As her cheeks enveloped my rod I gasped and sighed.  In a moment I not only forgot what my inhibitions were but also that I had had any inhibitions at all in the first place.  With a cheek in each hand I spread open her crack and lay my sausage firmly along the bottom of it and squeezed her sexy glutes around my large horney rod massaging dick and ass together.  She gasped and cringed at once in a paradoxical mixture of pain and extacy when I penetrated her box with my medically assisted, hyper-rigid, hole-boring stud tool.  I reamed out her pussy a good long doggy drilling.  Thousands of nerve endings in my penis tingled at every thrust.  I paused briefly to feel her ass against my belly but soon continued to probe her deep.  When she started to orgasm Trixie was laying there next to her with her ass in the air ready to take me doggy style.  They lined up for me on the bed and on the futon so I fucked them one after the other.

The viagra pill ensured that looking at any of these sexy young nudes or engaging in sex with any of them maintained the highest level of rigidity, stiffness and pleasure while I doggie fucked them all to orgasm one after the other.  When I was done with one I was inside the next a mere few seconds later.  A natural consequence of the super stiff boner was the intense, almost irresistable desire to use it.  I couldn't stop myself and no one else tried to stop me - only to keep me going.  They all played with their vibrators as I played musical pussies, stuffing my cock into this one and that one, trying to be inside each of them when they peaked.  My favorite time to be inside a woman is when she is having a strong orgasm - there's nothing like it and nothing better.

All the girls were dripping wet inside and left their fluid on me when I moved on to the next girl.  For the next hour I moved from one to the other very quickly and often.  Surely I must've moved from each girl to every other girl at least once spreading her juices along to the others.  Trixie got more than her fair share as I returned to fuck her more often than the rest.  They all must've noticed this but no one complained or even said a word.  Between my souped up hot rod and the box of vibrators everyone recieved many orgasms, some a great deal many.

They made me stop and stand on a short step while two girls licked and kissed and sucked my balls and scrotum and the areas around where they hung.  Two more girls licked and kissed and sucked along my shaft on either side while Trixie licked and kissed and sucked my cock right on the head.  I don't know how they all got their faces into that tiny space but it was so fantastic!  It was probably the most memorable sexual experience I have ever had.

So it took an hour or more to doggie fuck everyone even ninety minutes.  And then another hour or so moving from pussy to pussy to pussy.  And now they mouthed my genitals a good fifteen to twenty minutes before I jizzed into Trixies hungry mouth.  She sucked hard, milking every last drop, swishing it in her mouth before swallowing it all.  I then spent the next hour or so eating one pussy after another once again leaving each of them screaming with many wild orgasms and once again servicing Trixie more often than the rest, well more than her fair share.  I've heard of people getting tired from going down on a woman, getting a crick in the neck, but these girls were so beautiful, so delicious, so horney that I never got sore or tired from giving oral.  I felt like a kid in a candy shoppe or like I was on a shopping spree or an all-you-can-eat buffet.  After a couple of hours of licking clit and eating cunt though I did get hard again - very, very hard and just as horney.

This time two naked girls lay down on the bed face up and side by side with their legs open a bit.  I lay face up on top of them half on one and half on the other with each of my legs between theirs.  Two more girls lay on the other two facing me and leaning on me all our legs wrapped up in each other.  Trixie then lay on top of me face down and mounted my dick to fuck me.  It was late now; we had had many hours of wild orgy.  I lay there tired and relaxed with the legs of many hot girls tangled up in mine, with each of their soft breasts pressing my flesh as well as each of their genitals.  They sort of locked their arms together or hugged one another at the shoulders kinda locking me in.  I was overwhelmed by my bliss and good fortune as Trixie worked her sex trap, even her whole body over me talking my stiff dick deep.  She paused to orgasm once more breifly but worked her hard, hot body over mine and my horney tool.  It took over half an hour to get my happily overworked, semen-spent, drug-induced, party toy to climax inside Trixie's warm, wet love muffin.  We had all realaxed but no one moved.  We all fell asleep just like that - Trixie lay on top ofme with my dick in her cunt and I surrounded by four more gorgeous naked girls.  After that I only have a vague recollection of waking once or twice in the same situation (except my limp penis was outside Trixie's box now but still close to her body) and nodding off again inmy cocoon of the bare flesh of naked girls.

When I awoke the sun was up, I can't say for sure for how long.  At first it seemed I was still smothered in a pile with naked teens but I soon realized it was just one.  Trixie still lay on top of me both of us still wearing what we were born with.  The other girls had all gone but must've wrapped up up in wa warm blanket to keep us comfortable which worked well for me.  My arms still encircled her body and her arms and legs both held me tightly to her.  Her belly lay on mine, her breasts on mine, her pelvis on mine.  Her bare skin felt so soft and smooth and devinely comfortable next to mine.  I groped her and caressed her ceaslessly mostly for my own enjoyment because it was the obvious thing to do but also because I could hardly move otherwise.  The blankets were so tight around us that I could not release my hold on her nor hers on me even if we had wanted to.

We kinda woke up together, smiling at each other, enjoying the others warm body and the physical closeness.  Naturally, we started to become aroused again sexually.  We kissed deeply and passionately, our tongues licked out each others mouth until our morning breath was gone.  I don't know how much kissing she did before but she was very good now and I think getting better every minute.  We necked and frisked each other a good half hour and I got a monster stiff boner but it couldn't find her wet hole while we were wrapped up so tight.  (Although, it did rub her labia quite a bit.)

"We better get going," she said at last trying to pull the sheets off from around her but we were laying on it.  "Roll over, you're on the blanket," she instructed still pulling on them.  We rolled over until I lay on top of her.  I have to say that I was enjoying it all very, very much.  "Ow!" she jumped screaming.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Something pricked me."  But she instantly forgot about it in her single-minded efforts to unwrap our bed roll from our joint confinement which was meeting with no success at all whatsoever.  "That must be the wrong way; roll the other way."  We rolled over again till she was on top again and then on the bottom but were still wrapped up tightly in the bed linen.  It was not letting us loose.  "What the . . ." she puzzled, "oh, very funny!"

"What ?" I asked.  I was not as anxious as she was to get out of there.  I was still a little tired and didn't want to get up yet and wanted her to stay next to me just like we were - naked.

"My friends wrapped up the blankets and pinned them together.  We're stuck here - together."

"What do you mean?"

"Can you get out?"

"I can't even move really."

"Great!  We're stuck here.  And my parents might be home any moment.  I really don't want them to find me like this."

"Okay, relax," I tried to get her to calm down but she was in a sort of nervous panic.  She wiggled and squirmed and fought but to little or no change.  We tried to reach the pins to remove them even from inside the roll but we had a lot of difficulty first in finding them then in reaching them and finally trying to manipulate them through the thickness of the blankets.  Then of course the blankets were wrapped so tight they could hardly alow us to manipulate the pins to unfasten them.  Most of the pins were safety pins and very hard to loosen from inside the blankets.  In the end we loosened a couple but it didn't help us get out at all because it was pinned together so securely elsewhere where we could not reach.

Now my feet were wrapped up tight and there was no openning at our feet.  (Her feet were actually behind me because her legs encircled mine.  The sheets hugged my feet tightly so she couldn't even stretch her feet out near mine but had to keep them behind me with her knees on either side of me.)  Our heads though, poked out through a hole at the end just a little bigger than out two necks.  She would try to squeeze her body through the openning for our heads and crawl out.  It seemed the only way.  Even I didn't want to be there forever just a few more hours.  But I especially didn't care for the prospect of being liberated by her parents and thus made to give account for who I was and why I was in a bed mutually nude with their daughter.

She easily got one shoulder in but only after twenty minutes and a great deal of effort could she fit her second shoulder in when my head was there as well (there was really no way for me to draw my head in.)  Minutes passed by the score with Trixie making progress by the inch.  Once or twice she withdrew herself back into the cocoon to start over.

I turned my head sharply to the side getting my chin out of the way and was stuck for some time unable to move my head as her chest crept slowly up the side of my face.  The narrow openning she was trying to crawl through got narrower as she tried to slip out pinning her elbows to her rib cage.  As she moved further she would drag some of the blankets looped around my neck pulling me tighter against her breasts.  Her pulling on the blankets caused it to creep up my neck and around my head.  She struggled to get through pressing her one boob to my ear.  The other was right in my face against my cheek.  Now she had stretched the hole in the sheets tight and couldn't move at all.  She had exhausted herself and stopped to take a rest.

With my face plastered to her tits I basked in the smell of her skin and the sensation of her soft smooth breasts on my ear and cheek.  When I openned my mouth to speak her nipple would pop into it and I would have to be careful not to bite it.  I became somewhat talkative new so that I could touch her nipple with my mouth.  I was basically using the whole situation to take advantage of her nudity and extreme closeness to me.  Since my hands couldn't really do anything else I mostly groped her primarily in the ass.  She was still strattling me chosing to climb over me rather than on top of me.  I think that she didn't want to put her knee down on my crotch or belly so she left them on either side of me under my arm pits.  With her arms immobilized her hands could do little except stroke my bicepts.  I gave up any resistance or pretense and licked and sucked her nipple until it hardened and then I licked and sucked some more.

Her mood varied from confidence to worry about getting out, getting stuck and getting caught by her parents.  I think she tried to touch herself some but it was nearly impossible being pressed so tightly to me as she was.  I tried to be empathetic but it's hard to be anything but lecherous with your face smashed against young, sensuous, ripe mellons and being forced to smell the lusty sweat off of them.  But of course I didn't want to be caught by her parents either (or anyone else really.)  I finally asked if there wasn't anything I could do to help.  It didn't seem there was as I was in a very disadvantageous position.

Now the narrowest part of the cloth tube we were in was the openning left for our heads to stick out.  She had managed to squeeze her shoulders through immobilizing her arms.  When she tried to slide forward she pulled the band of the blankets with her up my neck and it dug into my jaw and caught on my ear.  It wasn't straight around both of us but her end was pulled forward so that it looped us diagonally - a result of her dragging it with her as she tried to squeeze through.  This of course made it tighter disabling further movement.  With her arms stuck to her sides she couldn't do anything about it but she asked if I, with my arms behind her, could grab the blankets and pull them down her back.  They only moved a quarter inch but then she could advance another quarter inch and in a few minutes she had her elbow out freeing her entire arm.  This not only gave her more room to move but a free hand to manipulate the covers.

She crawled a bit further aligning my head with her stomach.  Her two hands were free now and she was nearly free.  Her slender belly and waist easily slipped through the openning but it got caught up a bit on her hipps.  This wasn't a major hold up as she is only sexually curvey and well proportioned in the ass.  The major hold up was that she climbed out far enough that she was running into the headboard and didn't have any further to go.  My head had been turned for a long time and I found that I now had room to move so I straightened my head to stare at her navel with my chin at her bikini line.  She rolled over on her side to make more room taking me with her and climbed out another couple of inches before she again ran into the headboard.  She continued to roll over now on her back with her hips free and outside but now she was sitting and not able to crawl and still up against the headboard.  Besides that I was now on top of her legs sorta, which were still tangled up in the blankets a bit.  But my mouth was hovering over her crotch quickly evaporating any resistance to bear down and feast on her goodies.  My lips and tongue met her pussy and connected fast staying that way no brief moment.  She shook me loose only to kick her feet out of the blankets so she could open her knees wider to let me eat her cunt more easily, thouroughly, agressively, intensely.  Now she wasn't worried about being caught with me because we could run and hide things, whereas before we would have been caught stuck in the bed in the same bedroll next to each other naked.

She was still nervous about me going down onher but obviously could not get enough of it, loving what I did to her and how it made her feel.  My nose nuzzled her clit getting high on the aroma as I passionately ate her out.  Her deep heavy breathing left no doubt that she was loving it.

"Please tell me that we can do this again sometime," she begged.

For the first time since last night I thought of how illegal this all was but still could barely pull my mouth off her pussy long enough to give her an answer.  "No, we can't.  I could go to jail."

"I don't mean have sex," she said but she was lying; that's exactly what she meant.  "I mean, could we see each other again like on a date or something?"  In spite of finding myself having to oppose her I couldn't keep my lips off her muff or my tongue out of her delicious hole.  How could I tell her that we could never see each other again?  I felt so hypocritical having to tell her that while I performed oral sex on her but was powerless to stop molesting her.