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This is my first story, so please be kind…constructive criticism only

When shit hits the fan, you always think about the beginning. I know that now. I know that because here I am strapped to my bed, more helpless than a babe and staring into the horrified eyes of my husband. Horrified because between my legs is our sitter. She’s got her face stuffed full of my pussy, and is doing her best to give me yet another orgasm. She’s oblivious of the stunned speechless man standing behind her. Me? I’m thinking about how this shit got started in the first place, and how I will possibly explain a 19 year old to sucking on my clit.
My husband Greg and I were married quite young, 18 actually. When we started out at 16 we were virgins, and have been each other’s first everything. Greg told me at 18 that he would be going into the service, and in true teen aged fashion, I followed him swept up in the drama of it all. Things were a bit rough at first, as you would expect of kids learning to be adults together. But we made it. I’ve always been so proud that we did.
In 1999 we welcomed our first daughter Megan into the world. Prior to Megan I had the gift of being fresh and 21. 34 C and every inch of them the most perfect upturned tits with the sweetest peg nipples, at least that is what Greg used to say about them. I was never skinny, but I was the best kind of soft, fluid and curvy. My ass was perfectly round. My Hispanic heritage had done me well, very Raquel Welch in shape. After baby was not as kind to me as I would have hoped and I fought to get back into shape, so you can image how apprehensive I was when we found we were pregnant with Jason in 2003.
After Jason when my body again didn’t snap back, I knew I’d never have another child. This was one of the down times in our marriage as well. Greg was amazingly supportive of caring for the children, but the extra 20 pounds were clearly unappreciated.

Everytime I found a moment’s peace to actually shower and not think about diapers or daycare, I found myself sobbing about the situation. I was choking back those very tears one day at the playground a few blocks away while Jason was sleeping, and Megan was sleeping running about picking up mulch with some other little boy. Another woman, I assumed that boy’s mother, sat down a few benches away and I could hear her conversation. She was detailing to the other party some of the most absurd things I’d ever heard about some machine she wore the batteries down on. At the time, I was not openly comfortable with words like “pussy” and “cunt” but she couldn’t stop exclaiming how amazing she’d made hers feel.

That night when Greg was asleep I found a website to tell me more information about it, and promptly ordered one. I was nervous that for once Greg would catch the mail and I bit my nails clean off for the two weeks I had to wait. When it came I called our baby sitter at the time, Corrine, and asked her to come stay downstairs with the children while I got some sleep. This was not uncommon and so when I opened the door for the adorable college freshman gave me one look and pointed me straight off to bed.

When I got up there I opened the box and started thinking about some of the photos I’d seen on the internet. And I went to town. I turned on the buzzer and set it gently against my clit, long since swollen in anticipation. And groaned one looooong moan. This was amazing. This is better than when Greg wanted to make me feel special and licked it. This was like one hundred Greg’s all licking my wet pussy all at once. Between the tensions I built up looking at the images, waiting for the box to arrive and the guilt I felt at working my own cunt over with the sitter downstairs I came quickly. The feeling was so overwhelming I fell, weak at the knees to the floor. I was certain I was going to pass out and was still writhing when I thought I heard a creak at the door. I was seeing colors and hearing birds sing, my pussy felt so good, so I thought I’d imagined it.

When I was finally able to compose myself, I figured I’d best take a nap…I was paying Corrine for it after all. I awoke a bit later to find Corrine downstairs looking quite flush and my children in mini comas- Corrine was a miracle worker.

And so that is how I got through the hump with Greg, rocking myself to mind blowing orgasms while I lost Jason’s baby weight. It opened my eyes to what a slut I wanted to be though. I never acted on these fantasies I had, but when Greg was fucking me I would imagine there was someone in the corner touching his dick while watching Greg please my pussy. When Greg was eating me, I was imagining I had him on his knees and bound…eating for his life. And I became a housewife addicted to orgasming, and that is how my free moments and babysitting time were spent. Greg never really caught on to that, but our sex life together was pretty healthy too.

As the years went by, the kids got older and this is how things went on with us. Sex together…making love really, and orgasming my horny pussy when I was alone. Corrine had a younger sister Abby who eventually took over watching my munchkins, mainly Jason anymore when I needed that me time.

A few days ago I called for Abby to watch Jason, since Greg was going to be entertaining some men in town visiting from headquarters. I was shocked to hear Corrine’s voice pick up on the other line. Corrine had since married and had a toddler of her own, and so was rarely home.

“Corrine ?!?!?” I said, “I had no idea you were home. How are you?”

“O I’m great Elizabeth, how are you?”

“I’m amazing!!” I told her.

“Were you calling for my mom?” she asked.

“No” I replied, “I’m looking for Abby, is she back from University yet?”

“O, yes but she’s speaking with our grandmother…would you like to leave a message for her?”

“Sure, just that I’d like for her to come over this Friday evening around 6 to keep Jason…it is my mom time!”

“You still have mom time! You haven’t changed a bit, hang on one sec”

Her voice was kind of strange to me, I thought she’d get mom time by now.

“OK, she will be there, 6 promptly” she said when she returned

I thanked her and we got off the phone. Little did I know that in that moment Corrine pulled Abby aside and revealed to her what she had seen almost 10 years ago, a chance she knew her out sister would love to capitalize on. And if not this go round, now that she knew Abby would have kept trying. She wouldn’t have to wait but til today.

This morning, it was chaos and wires were crossed. And by time Abby rang the door bell I had just sorted out with Greg that he’d intended on taking Jason to a night museum exhibit that evening and I’d forgotten. I’d hired a sitter to just well, sit!

I opened the door and began profusely apologizing to Abby and handing her the earnings anyway, for coming all the way out…I know college kids can be so broke. She looked a little annoyed, as if I’d inconvenienced her so, and I felt so very bad about that. I asked her if there was somewhere I could take her, anywhere else she’d rather have been.

“Anywhere” she asked?

“You have my word, Abby. I feel so bad…I’d help you commit a crime right now” I smiled nervously.

“Do you swear no matter where I tell you to take me, you’ll do what I say? You’ll take me there?”

“Solemnly swear”

“Take me upstairs Lizzie…show me what you do during “mom time” “

I gasped. My mind was racing. How could I possibly honor this request. This girl was standing in front of me 5’9” but all legs. Her breasts, if they could be called that had never gone past puffy pink nipples stage, but it was fitting of her lithe frame. Had she ever really explored the way she looked instead of hiding it, she would have been invited to model. Hazel eyes with green flecks, that sat on top of high cheekbones dusted with freckles and a deep auburn healthy wavy hair. I, in this moment am reminded of the time I walked in on her reaching for a cup and her shirt popped up and I saw her belly button ring. It wasn’t new from the look of it, but I’d never seen it. It made me wonder what else I didn’t know about her. Funny that would come up now, when she is revealing her true self to me. But it made me wonder again. This gorgeous girl, clearly deciding to walk a dyke path, wanted me. A housewife. And I immediately knew I wanted to know what everything looked like, that belly button ring wasn’t enough anymore.

I nodded and she stepped in, closed the door and brought her face to my face. She licked my bottom lip and she kissed me, slowly at first, then the kiss became deeper; more passionate. She aroused me quickly, my peg nipples straining my t shirt and my pussy already growing moist. I dared to reach for her puffy tit, because I wanted so much to see it. She sensed what I wanted and tore her top off, deserted it on the floor. And no bra, there they were. Glorious little mounds, so tasty in my mouth. I licked on those nipples for a few moments while she worked mine under my shirt.

Finally she broke and dragged me up to my room, with a bit of direction from me. She threw me on my bed after removing my top. She began to command me, which had me so hot.

“Lick your nipples, Lizzie. Pinch them…lick more. Now slap your clit through your jeans Lizzie ”

I came. I was ashamed. I don’t remember when I was last this hot, but still…she made me feel like I was a virgin all over again. The level of arousal was simply overwhelming.

“Lizzie did you just come without me?!! That is no good…I’m going to have to catch up”

She smiled and giggled a bit for the first time, and it made me feel more relaxed. That is until she crawled in the bed scrunching her flowery denim skirt up around her waist. I expected her to stop and lay eye to eye with me, so we could kiss more. How I wanted that mouth again. But while Abby had my mouth in mind I quickly realized it was reserved for her cute little pink cunny. She wasn’t kidding, she was going to catch up.

“Taste that fresh pussy Lizzie…I wanna cum too” she purred at me “ don’t be shy just stick your tongue out and try it”

“I’ve..uh never ACTUALLY done this before, Abby. I’ve dreamed about it” all that lust of thinking about it welled up in me as I looked at the light flourish of auburn hair on her young mound. “but I’m going to try”

And with that I slowly lifted my head and kissed her sweet bean. I knew how good it felt when I rubbed mine. I could tell by the way she jerked I was in the right place. So I stuck my tongue out, again remembering those images on the internet, and I gave it all I had. I made out with her soft pink fleshy lips as I slurped heartily at her clit.

All the while she cried out how excited she was to find out I was a secret pussy lover, how dirty I was for eating my baby sitter out in my husband’s bed, and how I was making her cunt so wet.
I could agree with this I was taking her juices, hoarding them in my mouth like I had been starving and the only thing that would ever fill me again was wet cunt. I was so engulfed in her pink, I hadn’t noticed that I’d managed to wiggle free my jeans, and was rubbing my own swollen pussy; until another powerful orgasm swept me and I called out muffled into her snatch.

The vibrations from all the noise I was making, paired with my enthusiastic efforts on her clit did her in. She came and squirted on my face…dousing me in reward for my hard work. Wailing and shaking Abby just kept convulsing above my face until her orgasm finally started to come to its end. She then fell forward panting.

“If you’ve never eaten pussy before, I’m a man named Bob” she said, when she’d finally moved down to lay eye to eye with me.

“Really, Abby…I’m a first timer” I replied, crossing my heart.

“Well then, let me show you what that feels like”

And with that she was in between my legs using her pointer and middle finger to spread me open and take a good look. I liked feeling open and exposed like this to another person…I was never THIS open with Greg. I felt like a slut, and it was how I’d been dying to feel for so long. And now, with this young girl on her knees in front of my sex, I was getting my wish.

I’m sure it was truly in real time, but in my eyes she stuck her tongue out so slowly. Seductively. And slowly ran it from the center of my asshole to my extremely sensitive clit. I couldn’t have ever dreamed the electricity the surged through me as she ate my honey pot. Every nerve in my body was at attention, her attention. She had every ounce of my being wrapped up in the pure lust radiating from between my thighs.

My fantasies had nothing on this. She tongue fucked me. This little bitch was clearly a Siren, there was no way she hadn’t done this before. I wonder how many other mom’s she’s had on that whore tongue!! This made me a little bit jealous, oddly and I started to buck in rebellion against her soft pink tongue. I wrapped her hair in my fingers and mashed her face against my box and rode her to what was assuredly going to be the biggest orgasm of my, until now, meaningless life.

Or it would have been if I hadn’t opened my eyes and found Greg’s horrified in front of me….

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I was driving from Virginia to Florida by myself

Hi everyone. Well, I was driving from Virginia to Florida alone in Daddy’s convertable and really looking forward to the drive. It was Spring and I could ride with the top down I was hoping most of the way. I had several sundresses with spagettii straps and thongs if I decided to wear them. I did not bring along any bras since I planned on just riding along free of that restriction on my tits. My nipples were hard as soon as I let the early morning air (I left at 5 A. M.) hit me with the top down on the car. I tingled all over and enjoyed the sunrise going down I-95. The drive was uneventful until I got into North Carolina and was driving with not only the top down but decided to pull the top of my dress down to my waist. I had put lotion on my breasts and was working on a tan and showing off for the truckers and a few others that I passed and that passed me. I waved and they waved back and so it went for a while.I decided to pull in the get gas and grab a little to eat and pulled into a truck stop. I put away the girls and had pulled of my thong earlier and put the top up, lovked up and went into the store and went to the cafe and sat at a table alone. I odered while flirting with the waitress and she flirted back. The top of my dress was lower while she was there. I had the straps down off my shoulders and the fabric was just above my nipples that were hard. Jill came back with my order and talked some. “How long are you on duty?” I asked her. “Another hour” she said smiling then touched my shoulder, “Then I am free to do as I like.” A shiver ran all over my body and my pussy was leaking making a small puddle under me and soaking my dress. Jill knew she had me and then added, “And I would like to do you.” she finished in a whisper. “That sound great.” I said and ate my food. I took my time and during that Jill must have been taking to some others there cause they were pointing and smiling. The hour was up and Jill came out with her long red hair down and on her shoulders. Her uniform top was unbuttoned below her bra and she came over and sat down. “are you ready?” she said. “Oh, very.” I said with a gasp because her hand was on my leg under the table. My legs parted and she found a nice juiced naked pussy quivering. Another woman sat down and smiled, “I sthis her?” she said and Jill said, “Oh yes, it is.” “Peggy” she said and we all got up and I went with them to their car and got in. They drove not far and parked in the apartments and we all went in.

Peggy had stripped me of my dress and Jill had me on my back spreading my legs and her mouth was on my soaking pussy and Peggy was sucking my tits. I moaned as my first orgasm sprayed Jill’s face and chest. Peggy kept kissing and sucking my tits as Jil was fingering me and biting my clit. Then suddenly Jill pushed hard and her hand popped into my pussy and she began pounding hard and deep and I began thrashing al over and meeting every thrust of her hand with an upward thrust of my hips. “Bite my tis, do the nipples harder.” I beged Peggy. She was biting harder and I grabbed her head pushing it into my tits and screamed “Bite them harder, harder. Make them bleed.” I was begging and son she did as I sprayed several orgasms all over Jill’s fist and soaking the bed. There was blood on Peggy’s face and mouth as if she were a vampire and she was licking the blood and then kissed Jill and Jill had a fit “Oh fuck, her blood tastes great.” Jill said and began sucking my tits and biting them making them bleed more. My hips were bucking against air and I beged Peggy to fuck me and she popped a fist into my pussy that devoured it. I kept having orgasms and they kept eating sucking and fisting me. Suddenly a man’s voice bellowed, “What the fuck is happening here.” and I looked out of eyes that half opened. A tall, husky man stood undressing and then his huge cock was in view.

He was hard and Peggy and Jill moved to the side of me and he laid between my legs and someone guided him to the entrance of my throbbing pussy and he rammed into me. I cried out loud and began moaning, “Oh yeah, fuck me, fuck me good.” and he did just that. It seemed that he still grew larger and as he did my pussy gripped his cock and tried to milk it of his cum but he just kept pounding away. Jill and Peggy were next to me kissing each other and then doing a sweet 69 and the guy kept fucking me. I did not know how long he took but he growled and shot a load into my pussy that overflowed and mixed with the puddle of my own juices on the bed. He moved out and turned me over and pulled my hips up and then plunged into my ass. I moaned and he began pounding hard moving in as deep and as hard as before. He filled my ass and then moved off talling the girls to make sure to get some food ready for the evening. THey both told him it would be ready and maybe they had desert for the others that would be there. “Oh, she is going to be more than desert.” the guy said and we moved and got up all of us staying naked and going to the kitchen and began getting food ready. Another woman showed up and stripped and put a collar on her neck and then Jill and Peggy and then turned to me, “If you are staying you will wear a collar otherwise you will have to leave now.” I pulled my hair back and made my neck available to her and she kissed it and put on a collar. “Well girls, we have a lot to do.” she said and we all got to work. Soon men and women began arriving and looking at the new help and commenting. I smiled and was told I was not alowed to speak until someone spoke to me. “Just so I can open my mouth for other things.” I smiled at Jill and she said, “Oh it will.”

It took a wile but I found myself serving and the 10 or so men and women all tweeked my nipples as I passed with food and a couple grabbed my ass and all of them commented on the “new help”. One BBW grabbed my ass and said, “So, what are you here for dear?” I smiled and said, “To serve anyone anyway I can. I will do anything I am told to with anyone that tells me.” She smiled, “I have this one first.” she declared and slapped my ass hard leaving a red hand mark on the cheek. After supper she came to me and put a chain on my collar and took my to a wall that had loops om it about 7 feet off the floor. She secured me to it and tied my hands behind me and put a rod between my legs securing my ankles so that they were spread wide. “I will be back for you later Dear.” she said and kissed me and left.

Well, everyone, I will finish the story of the trip but it wil take a few writings I am afraid.
Love
sue

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A lesbian story written from the women’s perspective.

I remember when I first met Patty, we were sitting in the night club. We both had dates and we didn’t know each other. My date, Tom was friends with Mike, Patty’s date we were out on a blind date of sorts. Mike met Patty through an online dating site and Tom and I had been dating for about 4 months. Which was about the longest romance I had since graduating from college. There were plenty of parties, plenty of boys in college. I met Tom at one of those pre-grad parties and we sort of hit it off.

Tom’s friend Mike was always sort of a third wheel when we out clubbing, then he meets this girl on line and now here she is. She was a stunner, I was wondering why a girl as good looking as herself needed an online dating site to meet a guy. She was taller than me, she had to be just shy of six feet. Skinny, a really nice set of boobs, the kind that all the guys drool over, I had nice boobs, but hers were awesome.

She had blonde hair and a really nice ass, one that I was noticing that boyfriend Tom and Mike were now staring at as she walked over to the bar. I punched Tom in the arm and said “Hey put your tongue back in your head” He laughed and embraced me and kissed me, his tongue which was quite spectacular in its own right, spiked into my mouth and his hands went down to my ass and drew me in. I felt his cock hardening as we kissed and I put my hand on it and started rubbing it through the fabric of his jeans.

He asked me if we wanted to head back to my place and I said sure. Tom, leaned over and told Mike that we were going to leave. Patty got back with our next round of drinks and I told Patty that after this round, we were going to head back to my place if she and Mike wanted to come along. Patty downed her drink in one gulp and said yes, it was way too loud here anyway.

We ordered an Uber and as we waited for it to arrive, Patty sat on Mike’s lap and was actively seeking his tonsils. Tom had his hand up my skirt and just the mere flick of one of those long slender fingers had me feeling very horny and very wet. Tom inserted one of his fingers in my pussy and I clamped down with my pussy muscles and he leaned over and said “You know, I really love it when you do that, but it’s not going to work on my finger, not tonight. He flicked his finger upward inside my pussy and I felt myself come and I leaned back my head he sucked on my neck and I orgasmed. I moaned out loud and then I looked up and Patty was just sitting there watching me and the she looked down at what Tom had exposed. He had my skirt up and his long index finger was deep in my pussy and my juices were flowing down my leg.

Mike was oblivious as he was busy kissing Patty on the neck, but Patty and I made eye contact and she looked to be blushing. She nodded towards my hitched up skirt and I pushed Tom’s hand away and lowered my skirt. I told Tom, to behave and wait till we get home. He just smiled and licked his fingers which really turned me on. If we weren’t in the nightclub I would have thrown him to the floor and fucked his brains out.

The Uber arrived and we all piled in. Patty got in the back with me and Tom rode up front and chatted with the Uber driver. Mike climbed in and sat beside Patty. We got back to my apartment, tipped the Uber and as we were going upstairs, I heard Patty say “No, please Mike not here”. Mike just grunted and I didn’t see what happened.

When I opened up the door we all went into the living room. I got everyone a beer and Mike and Patty were sitting on the couch necking and they appeared to have hit their stride. I went over to Tom, sat our drinks down and then climbed into his lap facing him and began kissing him and sucking on his lips. He ran his hands up and down my back caressing me. I could feel his cock growing and I reached down and undid his belt and top snap, I pulled down his zipper and then knelt between his legs, got out his cock and started giving him a blow job.

Tom was enjoying himself immensely, his cock was fully in my mouth, I was playing with his balls and stroking his cock with my hands. He moaned and I tasted a bit of precum and I picked up the pace. I heard Mike ask Patty if she’d like to do that with him and I heard her say she never did something like that before. I glanced over at her and Mike had removed her shirt and her large breasts were straining to burst out of her bra. I could see her nipples were hard and she was gyrating on Mike’s cock, giving him a good old lap dance.

I continued sucking on Tom’s cock and then with my hand on his balls, I felt him getting ready to cum. His breath quickened and as he moaned out loud I pulled away and he shot his cum all over my shirt and bra. I kept stroking him until the last of his sweet cum was milked out of him. I put his cock back in my mouth and sucked the last bit into my mouth and then swallowed. I don’t mind the taste of cum, but I don’t like a lot of it, it gives me a sour stomach, especially after all the booze I had that night.

Mike, stood up and lowered his pants and then he undid my blouse and took my bra off and started kissing my breasts, he had a wonderful tongue and soon I felt my nipples harden and I was getting oh so wet. It was my turn to start groaning. He lifted me up and placed me on my back on the sofa and unsnapped my skirt and removed that and then my panties. His mouth went down on my pussy and as he flicked his tongue over my clit I felt myself orgasm. I arched my back and came oh the sweet joy of the orgasm had me moaning out loud. I had my eyes on the top of Tom’s head as he stuck one finger then two inside my pussy and he was licking my clit. I felt another orgasm rising up within, me, I was shaking and moving my pussy into his face, his fingers working my pussy.

I happened to glance over at Patty and her bra was off and Mike was sucking on her nipples, but her eyes were on me. Wide eyed like she never seen this thing before. I watched as Mike stood up and took down his pants and thrust his cock in Patty’s face. She grimaced and turned away and Mike got upset and grabbed a hold of her hair and looked like he was forcing her to suck his cock. I didn’t see what happened next, because Tom found my sweet spot and I squirt orgasmed and screamed “OH DAMN Tom, yes oh yes” and I squirted, soaking his face and chest with my juices. I screamed again as a second wave of orgasm hit me and I said “Fuck me Tom, Fuck me”.

My eyes were on Tom’s cock as he put in close to the opening to my pussy, inserting just the head. He leaned down and kissed my breasts and then shoved that huge cock into my pussy. I screamed again as pleasure raced through my body. My nipples were on fire as he thrust his cock in and out of me. Tom could never last very long after he came the first time and true to form, after just 5 or 6 thrusts he came inside of me and then lay down on my breasts kissing me. I could taste his mouth and taste my juices on his mustache.

That’s when I heard whimpering. I looked over at Mike and Patty. Mike had both his hands on Patty’s head and was forcing her to suck his cock. She was fighting him and then Mike shoved his cock all the way into her mouth and she stared gagging. Her eyes were bulging and I could see tears coursing down her cheek. I pushed Tom up and off of me and I yelled at Mike “What the fuck do you think you are doing to her Mike. You need to stop that right now”. Well, Mike turned to me and said “She likes it she just doesn’t know it yet”. I got off the couch and went over to Mike and slapped him on the back of the head. I was standing there butt naked and I grabbed his shoulders and tried to pull him off away from Patty. Mike grabbed one of my tits and pushed me away and said “You got yours, just leave me the fuck alone”.

I looked over at Tom and said you need to get over here and get your buddy to quit raping Patty. Tom came over and wrestled with Mike and I grabbed Patty and pulled her away. She sat down on the other sofa with me just gasping and crying. I looked at Mike and I said you need to leave now! Mike stood up, zipped up his pants and Tom walked him to the door. I looked at Tom and I said you better take him home. I’ll see that Patty get’s to where she lives. Tom said ok, then got dressed and they left.

I looked over at Patty and she was curled up on the sofa crying softly. I walked over to her and put my arms around her, brought her head up and leaned it on my shoulder and was patting her back and trying to make soothing sounds. After a bit she calmed down and asked me if she could take a shower. I looked at her, her eyes were so red from crying, her shirt was ripped and so was her bra. Her nylons were ripped from where Mike obviously dug his fingers into her trying to get at her crotch. Men, what a fucking idiot Mike is I thought.

I stood up and led her back to the bathroom. I helped her remove her shirt and her bra. She had bruises on her shoulders and on her breasts where Mike had grabbed her too roughly. I had her sit on the toilet as I removed her nylons and panties. She was bleeding around her vagina and I asked her if it was her time and she said no. I showed her the blood stained panties and she told me she was a virgin and that Mike had tried to plunge his fingers in there, I guess he finger fucked me and took my virginity. I asked her gently if I could look to see if that was the case. She just stared at me for a few seconds and I explained to her that I had just graduated nursing school and then she said ok, but it really hurts down there right now.

I said that maybe we hold off on that for the moment and let’s just get you in the shower and washed off. She said ok and I removed the rest of her clothing and as I was getting ready to leave, she said “since you are a nurse, could you bathe me and see if anything else is the matter. I looked at her, she was so beautiful, that blonde hair, those luscious large breasts, her mound of blonde pubic hair all messed up by the sad look of one abused. I said sure honey.

I stood there and removed my top, my bra was somewhere in the living room with my panties; and then my skirt. I walked over to her leaned down and started the shower, when I felt it was warm enough I got in the shower and drew her in with me. She got in the tub with me and I turned her around so that water was hitting her back. I took a wash cloth and soap and started to lather up her body, but as soon as I touched her skin with the wash cloth, she screamed in pain. I stopped and said “what’s the matter honey”. She told me that the cloth was hurting her. So, I lathered up my hands and placed them softly, gently on to her breast. She said that was ok and I proceeded to lather up her boobs. They were such nice firm boobs. I moved my hands over her breasts and I noticed her nipples were quite hard. I looked up at her and she had her eyes closed and she was moving her tongue over her lips in a very seductive manner. I leaned into her and brought my other hand up behind her head, stroking her hair, my other hand was fondling her breasts with soap and then when I closed onto her nipples with my fingers, she opened up her eyes. She looked into my eyes our lips just a few inches away from each other.

I moved my head closer to her and she looked down at my lips and then up into my eyes. I did the same with her, moving even closer. My fingers now caressing her breast and lightly brushing over her nipple. She then surprised me by moving her thigh between my legs and then we kissed. Lights exploded in my head and I audibly moaned out in pleasure. She moved her thigh up even tighter again my pussy and I felt myself growing wet. We kissed passionately. Separated and then she started moving her thigh even harder and faster up against my pussy. I took her head in both my hands and thrust my tongue deep into her mouth. We were kissing franctically, her hands went down my backside and she removed her thigh from between my legs. I moved my mouth to her neck and then down to her breasts. I began kissing both breasts and then her nipples. She moaned loudly and she was stroking my hair. She pushed my head down off of her tits and then to her tummy and then I was kneeling in front of her.

I parted her blonde pubic hair, I took my hands made them with soap and started removing some of the blood. I found a rather nasty scratch just on the outside of her pussy. Mike in his attempted rape had scratched her very badly on her labia and that is why there was so much blood. I wiped off the blood and then I took my tongue and licked her other labia and moved my tongue up to her clit. When I flicked that and then sucked it, I felt her shudder and then she moaned and I seen pussy juice welling up inside her pussy and leaking out. I spread open her pussy lips and then inserted my tongue into her pussy.

I stood up and she asked “why did you stop, that really felt good. I’ve never felt anything like that before and Mike was so rough, it hurt when he was down there”. I told her that he had scratched her pretty deeply and that was why there was so much blood. Your virginity is still intact and I think that’s enough stimulation for you for one night. She hugged me and kissed me and said that I was the best friend she has ever had. I kissed her back and then continued rubbing and washing her body. I shampooed her hair and rinsed her off.

I turned my back to her and reached for the soap and a washcloth and started to wash myself off, when I felt hands reach around me and take the wash cloth and soap. I turned back to her and she said “No, you washed me off, let me give you a bath”. I could tell that she was inexperienced in touching another woman. But, her hands were so tender and she had such long skinny fingers. She moved her hands and the wash cloth over my breasts and I told her that I would like it better if she did not use the wash cloth. She soaped up her hands and ran them over my breasts.

She then got on her knees and started working from my thighs down to my feet and then back up. She came up to my thigh and I spread my legs apart. Her face was right at my pussy and I could feel her breath on my clit. Her hands were playing with my thighs and as I moaned. I just took her head gently and pushed it towards my pussy. I moved my pussy in such a way that her mouth was at the entrance and she gave me a small lick with her tongue. I had so much anticipation building up that as soon as her tongue touched me I came. She jumped back so fast that she banged her butt on the soap dish. My pussy juice I guess had sprayed her and she was startled. I reached down and picked her up and suggested that we get out of the tub before we injured ourselves even worse. She agreed and we turned off the shower, each grabbing a towel and drying ourselves off.

I took her hand and led her to my bedroom. Once we were inside I shut the door led her over to the bed and sat her down on the edge of the bed. I leaned down, looked her in the eyes, kissed her and laid her back gently onto the bed.

To be continued

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For some time I had been hearing rumours about a group of six totally uninhibited women aged around forty-five years who met on the sixth night of every month for sex with just one man

The rumour was that just one woman would have sex on a rotation basis while the other five watched and enjoyed. Another rumour was at least half of them were bisexual.

I moonlight as a gigolo pleasuring women in that age group so connecting with that group of women was very appealing to me.

I kept asking my female clientele and network about the group but always drew a blank response.

However, in due course a lady who introduced herself as Nancy over the phone asked me if I would like to be the ‘featured man’ (her words) for their next meeting.

She explained that the women were all high profile people in business and government, all were single, all were very attractive, and they all had a very strong sex drive and were discreet.

The sex was all about sex for pure sexual pleasure, entertainment and enjoyment for all six of them with no emotional attachments Nancy explained.

Further as part of the process of joining the group they all had to have a Taurus or Libra star sign, which Nancy told me usually ensured an even stronger sex drive and lack of sexual inhibitions.

Confidentiality was paramount she explained, I was to divulge their identity to absolutely no one (so the names here are not real).

Nancy told me this month’s lady on rotation would be Lorraine, a Libran, who worked in a very responsible, highly paid job in the banking sector.

When I arrived for my appointment in what turned out to be a large suite of a five star hotel, Nancy met me in the foyer and then took me through a side door of the suite.

On the way up in the elevator I had a close look at Nancy. Very attractive facial features, and a size 12 body. Very short white skirt, well above the knee, with a nine-inch slit at one side displaying a gorgeous well-developed thigh, with a black silk blouse open to display ample cleavage and obviously no bra as I admired her erect nipples.

“Before you meet the girls, I want you to change into this black silk dressing gown and be naked underneath it. I also want to be the first to check you out,” she smiled as she watched me undress.

“Wow, magnificent, long and thick and you are not even erect yet,” she told me as I was quickly naked for her as she sat in a chair with her legs crossed so I could savor her very good legs.

She told me to stand close her as she had her hands all over me.The feel of her hands on my chest, nipples, ass cheeks and then my cock was very arousing and she was watching my cock respond.

“I think we are going to enjoy you,” she smiled as helped me put on the very short and tight dressing gown. It will barely close to cover me and no belt or buttons I notice, the exhibitionist in me enjoying the implications.

“I think you will enjoy Lorraine, she is very attractive, very uninhibited and she loves fucking. All of us do, especially when five horny women are watching.

“I almost forgot to tell you, these women really do enjoy watching their man masturbate to finalize proceedings.”

Nancy leads me into the main room and the first thing I notice is four very attractive women sitting on higher than usual chairs staring at me. They are all dressed to impress as the cliché goes, every one in a very short skirt with their legs crossed to reveal lots of bare thigh, and all showing generous cleavage.

There are also lots of full-length mirrors on the walls which I am sure I will enjoy looking into soon.

“This is our man for tonight,” Nancy tells them as she introduces me and they shake my hand. Of course the gown falls open and my semi-erection is on full view.

Nancy takes my gown off and asks them if they would like to feel my cock before Lorraine has it.

All four of them have a feel, coupled with remarks such as, “Wow,” “impressive,” “lucky Lorraine” and “hello big boy.”

By now I am fully erect and the exhibitionist in me is enjoying the moment as I stand with my hands on my hips flaunting my erection for five women as I look forward to using it.

I am sure I recognize at least two of the women from newspaper articles and TV appearances.

“Here’s Lorraine,” they all say as one. I turn to look and my first impression is Lorraine is a knockout. Being paid handsomely for this is a huge bonus I muse: I would have done it for free.

Lorraine looks very similar to a famous model, with a size 10-12 body. She is wearing high heels, black stockings with a similar black silk dressing gown to the one I was wearing.

“Hello baby, I am hanging out for a really good fuck while my friends watch for entertainment. How about you?

“Take this off for me so you can see what’s underneath.

“Like that baby?,” she smiles as her gown drops to the floor.

She is totally naked apart from a skimpy black garter belt to hold her stockings up.

Her absolutely brilliant thighs are highlighted by the large amount of bare flesh above her stockings. As I take in the rest of her body while she poses with her legs open I say to myself this woman has the perfect body for a garter belt and stockings. Her thighs are just brilliant, then trimmed black pubic hair and very good well formed ass and good tits.

“Kiss me baby, kiss me, kiss me,” she demands with her tongue poking out.

That touch is electric as we tongue kiss with five women watching as Lorraine feels the weight of my cock in her hand.

“Magnificent, love your cock, you are just magnificent,” she tells me loud enough for the other women to hear as I lick and kiss her nipples.

I am very aware of the five women watching as I lick my way down to Lorraine’s cunt lips.

“Baby yes, baby yes, baby yes,” she repeats as I tease her cunt lips with my tongue.

Then as Lorraine kneels in front of me and licks the tip of my erection and takes three inches of it into her mouth I can hear a collective gasp and five women saying ‘wow’ as one.

“Enough foreplay and amusement, fuck me now, I want you right now,” she purrs as she sits on a stool so she is side on to the women watching.

I am standing and the stool is the perfect height for me to slide my throbbing erection into her as she wraps her legs around me.

The other women are watching very intently as I slowly feed the full length of my erection into her and I can see their reaction in all the mirrors.

“Is that good Lorraine?” one of the women asks.

“Is he good Lorraine?” another asks.

“Magnificent, fucking magic, long and thick, and rock hard, are you enjoying watching?” she replies.

As I glance sideways for their reaction I notice that all of them are now completely naked. Two women are masturbating, one is teasing her nipples and the other two are in a lesbian embrace.

One of them has her legs over the others shoulders as she is being licked and having her nipples teased.

“I have been hanging out for a really good fuck while my friends watch and this a really good fuck, really fucking good.”

“Yes baby, yes, so fucking good,” she is moaning as she teases her clit with two fingers and shudders as she orgasms.

“Now fuck me doggy style,” she tells me loud enough for the other five women to hear as she leans over a table so the others are looking at us side on.

You could hear a pin drop as I tease and stroke my wet erection then grasp Lorraine’s gorgeous ass and slowly feed my erection into her until my body is slapping against her ass cheeks.

As I build up a rhythm the feedback from the five women becomes louder and more excited.

“Yes baby, yes, so fucking good, fuck me, fuck me, harder, baby yes, yes, fuck my cunt, baby yes, yes,” Lorraine is almost chanting.

“Fuck me harder, harder, harder, I am going to cum,” she is moaning as my torso is slamming very noisily into her glorious ass.

“Fuck yes, yes baby, yes,” she moans as her body shakes and she has a long and noisy orgasm.

I always get a buzz masturbating with a woman watching: six naked women watching is sexual heaven as one of them applies some oil for me.

“Do it for us big boy,” one of them is whispering as I soak in six naked and very attractive women all focused on my erection as I slide the tip of my thumb and forefinger along my erection

“Are you close big boy?,” one of them asks.

“Very close, very very close,” I moan as wrap my fist around my erection and slide it along the full length so I am making a slapping noise as my fist slaps against my balls.

“On my tits, my tits, my tits,” Lorraine tells me as I grunt, shudder and do just that for her while five other women watch and enjoy.

“That was awesome, you were very good. We are not supposed to ask, but are you available privately?,” two of the women ask as I clean up.

“Yes,” I smiled as I handed them my card.

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“The first time I watched another man blow you was really something. I would love to watch another male blow you again. Bisexual, much younger than us, well built, good looking and hung,” I whispered as he was about to blow.

“Would you like that while I watch? And did I mention hung?” I tease.

“Yes, make it happen baby, would love you to watch, soon, very soon,” he groaned as his breathing quickened before he shuddered and had a huge climax.

We are a well presented and attractive couple approaching forty, both with strong sex drives and an active sex life. My partner Jon is slightly older and he had never had a bi-sexual man blow him until I organised it for him.

At least once a week I make a point of blowing him. He has the biggest cock I have ever had, eight inches and thick. At other times I suck his cock as foreplay before we fuck.

The first time I watched one man blow another was around fifteen-years ago when I was in my early twenties in an exclusive club my then lover took me to. They were both attractive and very well hung men, it was very exciting for me and ever since I love to watch one man blow another including my current partner. That experience also taught me a lot about blowing my lovers, something I pride myself on and enjoy very much.

The next day I told one of my younger girlfriends I was trying to locate a suitable man for our specific sexual pleasure. I had often told her about our sexual experiences and regular threesomes with both male and females. She especially liked hearing how my man was eight-inches and thick and she had often asked if she could watch or participate one day.

“Describe in detail what you want, I might be able to help,” Denise replied.

“A pretty man, well built, ten or fifteen years younger than us who can provide my man with a mind blowing bi-sexual experience. Oral sex only, no intercourse or kissing. I want it to be exciting for all of us, very exciting, and I want to watch. It’s all about sexual pleasure for both of us, my man especially. And I almost forgot, he must be hung. And I also want him to pleasure me with his tongue. I have told you before I love being teased and licked, especially with an audience.”

“I have just the man for you, Stuart, he ticks all the boxes. Here he is naked on my iPad, good body, look at his cock, is he hung enough? And he is very good. I want to watch though, would that be satisfactory?”

“Yes it would be. Let’s make it two-thirty this Sunday at our condo,” I smile very pleased and excited at the arrangements and aroused by his naked body and the the size of his cock.

After lunch on Sunday I trimmed Jon’s pubic hair so he had nothing but a small tuft above his cock after he trimmed my pubes. After we showered together I smeared oil all his body with special attention to his ass and cock.

“Make Stuart work for it baby, I expect you to last for at least twenty minutes. Enjoy it for me and make it exciting for me, very exciting,” I tell him as I watch him dress in very tight jeans and t-shirt. His cock is already semi-erect I notice in anticipation of the sexual pleasure he is expecting.

“It’s all about sexual pleasure for both of us, you especially. And I am going to enjoy watching you be pleasured by another man while Denise watches.

“What should I wear for our guests baby? I want to be a sex object as well as you.”

“Heels and one of my shirts with the buttons undone.”

Stuart arrives with Denise right on time, I am still not sure what their relationship is, though perhaps it will play out shortly.

He really is a pretty boy, blond with a firm tanned body, dressed similarly to my man in tight jeans and a t-shirt.

Denise has heels, a very short skirt and a blouse with with most of the buttons undone to highlight her cleavage.

Eager and happy to please my man and our guests I stand directly in their sight and let my shirt fall open.

“That looks fantastic Sarah.” Denise murmurs but not surprisingly Stuart barely gives my almost naked body a second glance as the two men size each other up.

Jon takes the initiative by shrugging off his shirt and teasing his erect nipples with his fingertips.

“Remind Stuart what he is here for today baby.”

“My man wants you to give him a mind blowing blow job while I watch. I want it to be exciting for all of us, very exciting, and I want to be turned on watching, really turned on. It’s all about sexual pleasure for both of us, my man especially.

“And I also want you to pleasure me with your tongue. I love being teased and licked, especially with an audience after I have watched another man blow my man. And perhaps I will blow you as well. ”

“Happy to oblige,” Stuart smiles confidently knowing he is the center of attention for a male and two females as Denise takes his shirt off.

“Can I help?” Denise whispers as she undoes the zipper on Stuart’s jeans and releases his very erect cock as she helps him step out of them.

“Is he hung to your expectations Sarah and Jon?,” she smirks as she teases his large cock with a finger.

His muscled ass is a turn on for me and looks fantastic as Jon and I ogle it.

“In case you are wondering Stuart is my half-brother and he is bi-sexual just like me,” Denise tells us as she drags Jon’s jeans down over his erection.

“Wow, you are even bigger than Stuart, not by a lot though.”

“Lick my nipples, turn me on, tease me, make my cock want your half-brother,” Jon whispers to Denise as I watch, very aroused.

Jon sits on a high stool in front of a wall length mirror with his toes just touching the ground and has the full attention of three people as he slides his cock ring on his roaring erection and fastens the strap under his balls.

The sexual tension is electric as Stuart kneels between Jon’s legs, pushes his erection back into his torso and licks the underside of Jon’s erection, then the sides as I tongue kiss my man, which he eagerly reciprocates to add to his turn on – and mine.

I sit on a chair side on to the two men so I can appreciate and watch closely as another man is about to blow my man’s cock, something I find very exciting and extremely arousing – my cunt lips are wet, very wet.

The veins in his cock are bulging as Stuart teases it with his fingertips, then licks the tip of it as he teases his balls with his fingertips.

It is a strange feeling for me as he slides my man’s roaring erection between his pursed lips, knowing that I was doing just that to him a few days ago and have done it countless times for our mutual pleasure.

“Any special preferences?,” Stuart teases as he lets Jon’s cock slip out of his mouth and teases it with a fingertip.

“Long and slow sexual pleasure, show my lady and yours how good you are,” Jon murmurs. “She wants to watch for at least twenty-minutes. My pleasure is her pleasure when it comes to sex she always says.”

“Do you want soft, slow and gentle or hard and fast,” Stuart teases as he expertly and very gently strokes my man’s roaring erection with his fingertips and licks it at the same time.

“Tease my balls with your fingertips,” Jon whispers in almost ecstasy as I watch intently.

“Your cock is rock hard for me, how long can you last for?” Stuart teases as he licks the tip of Jon’s cock, then expertly slides at least three-inches of it deep into his mouth while teasing Jon’s nipples with his fingertips.

“I love a challenge and your cock is very challenging,” Stuart smiles as he lets Jon’s cock slip out of his mouth before taking even more of it between his lips and pinches Jon’s nipples.

“I like watching Stuart giving you a blow job baby, your cock looks magnificent in his mouth. You are turning me on, really turning me on,” I tell Jon as I tease my nipples with my legs wide apart.

I watch fascinated as Stuart varies his technique as he pushes Jon’s erection upwards and licks the underside of it then licks his balls before he takes most of it in his mouth and sucks it very softly.

I was so engrossed in watching the two men I had almost forgotten Denise was here until I became aware of her standing beind me and teasing my nipples with her fingertips: very enjoyable and arousing in this situation.

“He is good isn’t he? I can make it even more exciting for you,” Denise whispers as she kneels in front of me without waiting for a reply and licks my already erect nipples, then the insides of my thighs.

“Love the way you shave,” she whispers as the tip of her tongue touches my very eager cunt lips.

Watching another man blowing my man now has a new dimension as a bisexual woman, his half-sister, is pleasuring me. Although she hasn’t told me, it is obvious they have sex together and group sex, which is exciting for me.

Even better the two men while engaged in a blow job are aware of the pleasure I am receiving as Denise licks my cunt. I love sex with an audience and two men engaged in a blow job is a special audience and a huge, bonus turn on.

“So good baby, so good, absolute turn on watching you having your cunt licked while I am having my cock sucked by another man,” Jon tells me as he watches Denise licking me.

“Watch me cum, watch me cum, watch me cum,” I moan within minutes as I shudder and orgasm, very turned on while watching my man being pleasured by another.

I am pleased that Jon is really making an event of this and not just a wham-bam moment. And watching the two men is very sexually stimulating for me as Denise keeps pleasuring my cunt lips: she is very good.

“You really are very good,” I tell her as I cum again.

“Tell me what the men are doing, I can’t see them.”

“He has the tip of his cock between his lips as he is stroking his full length with his closed fist. My man is really turned on, he won’t last much longer.”

This is so good that after another one or two orgasms I will need to squirt, though I want to hold off until Stuart brings Jon to orgasm

“So good baby, so good,” Jon is moaning as he watches Stuart release his very wet cock and tease the full length of it with his fingers. He then wraps his hand around it, strokes his full length softly and slowly increases the pressure.

“You wanted twenty minutes, do you think you can last that long,” Stuart teases confident of his skills as Jon is starting to breathe heavily,

I know Jon well enough to understand when he is close to orgasm and right now his breathing is very heavy, to the point he is panting as he frantically slides his very wet and very erect cock in and out of Stuart’s pursed lips.

“Twenty-minutes and counting, you have both done very well, and I am very aroused, very,” I tell them as I glance at the wall clock.

I have already cum numerous times, though I suspect the two men have been too busy with each other to notice and I am ready to cum again.

“Cum with me baby, cum with me now, I am almost screaming as Jon starts to groan and shake as he blows a high load across the room as I orgasm with him.

We all watch closely as Stuart, obviously in need of sexual relief, teases his roaring erection with his fingers and commences masturbating.

“Keep licking me Denise while I blow your man,” I moan as I motion for Stuart to stand alongside me.

“It was a huge turn on watching you blow my man while Denise was pleasuring me. Now my man can watch me blow you while Denise licks my cunt lips,” I tell Stuart as I tease his balls with my fingertips and lick and kiss his eager cock.

“You can masturbate if you prefer,” I tease as I take the tip of his roaring erection between lips. At the same time Denise stops licking me.

“Wow, that is awesome watching you taking his cock. I am going to lick your cunt some more until you squirt for us.

As I tease the the tip of Stuart’s cock with my lips and tongue I slide the tips of my thumb and forefinger along the full length of his rock hard cock and I am very aware of Denise licking my extended clit.

My man Jon is standing in my line of sight with his legs open as he teases a new erection with a finger tip and I am aware of Stuart watching him as I orgasm again from the pleasure of Denise licking my clit. I am very close to squirting, so close, but I want to blow Stuart first.

He is breathing very hard, even harder as I increase the pressure of my thumb and forefinger along the full length of his rock hard cock.

“Magic, fucking magic,” he is almost screaming as he blows.

“Now watch me, watch me squirt, watch,” I groan as I tease my clit with a finger tip and squirt then squirt some more as my man Jon masturbates to orgasm with three people watching.

As we relaxed in the afterglow we made a tacit agreement that soon Denise could be the main attraction, I want her to blow my man while Stuart licks my cunt lips. Should be fun!

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“See you at eight tonight Sarah, you know ever since you invited me to watch you and your man making love, fucking for my visual pleasure, I have wanted to have you, seduce you, make love to you, fuck you with my tongue, bring you to a wonderful climax,” my girlfriend Mary told me on the phone that morning.

“Really, I am flattered, you should have told me earlier Madeline,” I answered hoping she could detect the strong interest in my voice, detect how horny I was after no sex for more than week. (Though I had used my vibrator twice.) Just to make sure, to let her know much I wanted it to happen, to be seduced by her, I asked, “What would you like me to wear for you Madeline? Perhaps less might be more?”

Less was more when Madeline arrived. I had spent more than half an hour trying on sexy outfits in front of my wall length mirror for her. Determined that whatever I tried on and wore for her, I wanted my freshly waxed pussy to be visible for her.

Finally deciding on the classic seduction look, one of my man’s black shirts with all the buttons unfastened, killer heels, almost naked from the waist down, black stockings, and a sexy black garter belt to highlight my hips and big ass.

When I opened the door for Madeline, we kissed passionately with our tongues, our hands all over each other, before I whispered, “Hello baby, your phone call this morning piqued my libido. All I could think about all day was you telling me you wanted to seduce me, make love to me, fuck me with your tongue, bring me to a wonderful climax. Let’s do it. I want you now! I need you now, right now.”

My man had been away for more than a week, I was so horny, putty in her hands as Madeline kept her promise. Cunnilingus has to be in the upper echelon of sex acts for me, being eaten out by a man or a woman. Such an intimate act, one of the most intimate things you can do. I love receiving cunnilingus, simply because it feels awesome.

Madeline was awesome, seducing me, making love to me, fucking me with her tongue, bringing me to a wonderful climax. Then a second climax with my ass on a pillow, and third incredible climax.

While we kissed and petted in the afterglow with our hands all over each other, she asked, “Would you like me to introduce you to my friend Joe? He is just your type of man. Would you like to see some pics of him? Yes?”

Oh wow, Joe was just my type of man I decided, as I admired his macho looks in a range of pics, ten years younger than me, a six-pack naked body, and a large, flaccid cock. Then more pics, showing him with a huge erection, bigger than my man’s erection. The last pics showed his erection between a woman’s lips. Do you recognise me Sarah? In case you are wondering one of his buddies took the pics.

“Would you like me to introduce you to Joe, Sarah? Would you like to be his sex object?”

As soon as I answered in the affirmative, Madeline was on the phone. “Hello honey, does Sunday afternoon work for you. It works for Sarah and me. Your place or mine?”

A whole new experience for me, a new man in his territory. Joe had a special room he entertained in he told me as led Madeline and me to it. Mirrors on all the walls and ceiling, two day beds, some unusual chairs, a low stool, some straps with cuffs hanging from the ceiling. Joe was naked while Madeline watched him undress me, his large impressive cock still flaccid. I was already prepared to be Joe’s sex object.

Madeline was kissing me with her tongue while Joe cuffed my hands to the ceiling ropes, before he slid the low stool under one of my feet, still in my heels, my legs, my sex, wide open. Madeline and me kissing with our tongues while Joe worshiped my ass, licking and kissing it. So good. Clenching my ass cheeks for him, letting him know I love having my big ass worshiped.

“I don’t know if Madeline told you I have an ass fetish, your ass is magnificent Sarah. Look how big my cock is now, your ass did that for me. So good, so fucking good,” he told me, flattering me, before Madeline kneeled in front of me and commenced licking my clit I could feel Joe’s hands on my hips, while worshiping my ass, licking and kissing it. So good, a man behind me, a woman in front of me, both giving me sexual pleasure with their tongues.

Suddenly another man appeared, “This is Joe’s buddy Jim, Sarah. Do you mind if he watches?,” Madeline asked. I didn’t mind him watching at all as he admired my naked body, before he undressed for me, flaunting his impressive cock for me while I was cuffed. Jim was almost a clone of Joe, a most attractive man, younger than Joe. Wonderful eye candy for me while he watched Madeline licking my clit and Joe worshiping my ass.

Madeline knew first hand how much I love being sexually pleasured with an audience. So exciting with an extra man I met for the first time just minutes ago watching me having my naked body sexually pleasured by a man and a woman. Watching Madeline licking me while Joe was worshiping my ass.

After Jim undid my cuffs, running a hand over my ass as he did so. I almost felt guilty when Joe led me to one of the day beds, laying me on my back, opening my legs, before he slid his erection into me. Slowly, all the way up to his balls. Wrapping my cunt lips around it in a reflex motion.

Madeline and me kissing with our tongues while he fucked me. And kept on fucking me. Madeline and Joe, talking to me, both of them, while he fucked me. Madeline and Joe alternating kissing me, kissing each other he while he fucked me. And kept on fucking me while Jim was watching and and teasing his erection with a finger tip. Looking at me. Teasing me.

I couldn’t even remember how long my man had been away as I moaned, “So good, so wet, so fucking good, fuck my my cunt, fuckamycunt.” And it was so good.

An hour later Madeline was on her back on the bed while I was watching Joe slowly sliding his erection into her, all the way up to his balls. Madeline wrapping her cunt lips around it, Madeline and me kissing with our tongues while he fucked her, talking to me while he fucked her. Madeline and Joe alternating kissing me while he fucked her. While Jim was watching and and teasing his erection with a finger tip for us.

I was still horny when Madeline reminded me Joe can get it up at least three times in a session. A subtle challenge for me? “Is that true, can you get it up three times in a session Joe?,” I asked as I placed his hand on my ass and sucked and lightly chewed his nipples.”

I love a challenge and the thought of helping him to a third erection in the session was a major challenge for me, especially with my girlfriend Madeline and Jim in the mix.

The sexual tension suddenly turned up at least two notches when Jim made it obvious he was going to give Joe a head job, give him fellatio, a blow job while Madeline and me watched, sitting side by side, with our fingers inside each other’s thighs, teasing each other. The two men kissing with their tongues as they teased each other’s erections with their hands.

I wasn’t a stranger to watching a man suck another man’s erection, give another man a blow job. Though this was an exciting and kinky moment, watching the man who had fucked me so beautifully a little earlier with an absolute boner for his same sex lover. The men were so comfortable with each other. Their sexual pleasure obvious as Madeline and me teased each other’s clit with a fingertip.

“What an aphrodisiac that is, such a turn on,” Madeline and I whispered to each other while we watched Jim giving Joe his head job. Both men men so hard, so thick. So exciting for us watching them. Joe’s hands behind his head as he soaked up the sexual pleasure of his erection being deep throated. Moaning in pleasure as Jim swallowed.

After the men were done they watched Madeline and me making love, beautiful, erotic, lesbian sex. Pleasuring each other with our tongues. So good while Jim masturbated for Madeline me and Joe.

Had my man had been away for more than a week? It seemed more like a year the next time Madeline and me made love two day later.

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A quick and kinky bestiality & lesbianism fantasy!

Stephanie falls in love with her son’s teacher Kelly. This is just the basic intro, everyone be sure to read part 2 AT LEAST and don’t judge by part 1!!!

Kelly Carlson was a beautiful and vivacious 24-year-old first grade teacher. She was 5′ 7″ tall with shoulder length blonde hair and sparking green eyes. She had a lovely smile, an infectious laugh and was well liked by students, colleagues and parents alike. While she was slim and shapely, she was endowed with rather large breasts that were firm and sat high on her chest. The nipples were large and pink, covering most of her breasts. She was often embarrassed because the nipples were so sensitive that the rubbing of a bra would make them grow hard. They were unmistakably visible through her apparel. In fact, they were so sensitive that sometimes just touching them would bring a tremor to her body. When very aroused she had been known to climax from just pinching them.

In college, Kelly had done a lot of sexual experimentation. She loved sex and decided early on that she didn’t need to seal her marital vows as a virgin. She had had a number of relationships with men which she mostly enjoyed. She was once briefly engaged, but it hadn’t worked out when divergent career goals interfered. Beyond that, she had a brief but intense relationship with a female classmate. The memory of the sensual exhilaration of a woman’s touch excited her to this very day. She knew she would do it again should she ever have the opportunity. However, she didn’t really look at other women with that in mind. Since her first and only lesbian affair, she hadn’t happened upon another woman that stirred those feelings.

The autumn semester had begun and her third year of teaching was about to commence. As a teacher, Kelly took her job most earnestly. She felt there was nothing more important than teaching young people to read and write. Although she wanted to marry and have a family one day, her primary focus was on her students. They were her children. Teaching presented its own challenges for several years: developing lesson plans, dealing with her own training, and learning to handle the incredible bureaucracy of the public school system. While some teachers never learned to work within the system, she was determined to see her way through…in a positive way. Such was her personality. She adhered to the adage “you attract more bees with honey than with vinegar”. To her credit, she cleared the bureaucratic minefields intact. She was perceived as an aggressive yet compassionate advocate for children’s education. When comfortably settled in her job, Kelly could finally devote herself to teaching her students. Teaching was her passion and she was chomping at the bit to make a difference in their lives.

Stephanie Morrison hurried around the house trying to get ready for the first parents’ open house. Her mother was coming over to watch her six-year-old son, Benjamin. She glanced at the notice from his teacher lying on the desk, confirming the presentation started at 7:30 PM. The handwriting on the note was perfect with large sweeping letters: Kelly Carlson, Room 110, Elm Street Elementary School. She wondered if Ben’s teacher was an older woman or a green first year teacher. Noting the handwriting, it appeared to be that of a younger person. She often found she could read people by their signature. She knew schools often placed young teachers in charge of kindergarten and 1st grade classes. Stephanie disputed that wisdom, worrying that young children needed the know-how of an older, more experienced teacher.

“Benjamin, have you got your pajamas on sweetie?” Stephanie called down the hall.

“Yes Mommy,” Ben answered, throwing down his comic book as he jumped off the bed and into his PJs.

Stephanie searched her closet for a suitable dress. She chose a conservative, if slightly tight-fitting little dress which hugged her body and revealed much of her firm thighs. She slipped it over her head and looked in the mirror, smoothing the sides down with her hands. Not bad, she thought as she gazed at her 5’5″ frame. After Benjamin’s birth, she was determined to regain her figure and was proud of her results. Her breasts were still firm yet larger than before; full and round in her 34B bra with large pink areolas and perpetually hard nipples. Her dark brown hair was streaked with auburn and hung in an attractive layered cut, falling just past her shoulders. She had a lot of natural curl to her hair, which complemented her pretty face and large blue eyes. Her hips were a little wider since the birth of Ben, but she didn’t think they were too big as she still caught the attention of men… and even some women.

Stephanie had gone to a liberal arts college, majoring in English. She had originally intended on attending graduate school with an interest in teaching. She met her husband, David, who was two years her senior. They married when she graduated college. He was a third year law student at the time, so Stephanie took a job as administrative assistant for an investment firm to support them until he passed the bar exam. They agreed that she would return to school for her postgraduate degree once David was settled. She became pregnant and decided to be a stay-at-home mom to raise her child. When she gave birth to Benjamin, everything changed. He was the love of her life and. The joy she found in being with him made the long and sometimes boring days as a housewife worth the effort. She placed her career aspirations on hold and didn’t for one minute regret her decision. However, like many stay-at-home moms, something seemed to be missing from her life. Was she missing the career she never had, or the opportunity to associate with people that weren’t changing diapers or wiping runny noses all day, or was it just general boredom? She didn’t know.

Perhaps her feelings were due to the fact that David wasn’t home much. While he had worked hard at several different firms and was now a junior partner at Miles and Hamilton, the job still required him to work long hours, sometimes all night and on weekends. Therefore he had precious little time for his family. Nevertheless, he loved Benjamin and tried to spend as much time with him as was possible. As a consequence, that left little time for her. Opportunities to spend romantic time together were adversely affected. Their sex life took a back seat to work obligations and parenting. Sex was relegated to once a month or less. While Stephanie tried to convince herself that it didn’t matter, she found herself thinking about it far too often. In fact, she began to masturbate… something she hadn’t done since she was a teenager.

Tonight David was working late again and Stephanie was going to the open house alone. She was anxious to meet Benjamin’s teacher. She knew that her son was crazy about Ms. Carlson; the work papers he brought home were excellent. She wondered what this apparently amazing woman had done to keep her son so focused.

There were only a few cars on the parking lot, but not nearly as many as Stephanie expected. She looked at her watch and realized that she was twenty minutes early. Rather than wait in the car, she decided to go ahead into the school in the hope that she could get some time alone with Ben’s teacher.

As Stephanie entered the red brick building a flood of memories surrounded her, evoking those childhood days when the most important thing in her life was who she was going to play with at recess. How life had changed for her she thought as she looked at the poster boards on the walls with rules and regulations, pictures of kids, drawings and future events. She walked down the hallway, her heels clicking loudly on the floor, echoing from the painted cinderblock walls. The school seemed to be deserted. She wondered for a moment if she had misread the date. She looked at the first classroom door and saw 100, then 101 and 102. As she glanced into the rooms, she was happy to see some teachers sitting at their desks, obviously waiting for parents to arrive. It seemed that in each room the teacher was older than the last. She wondered idly if the room numbers were the teacher’s ages and found herself smiling. When she turned to the doorway of room 110, she saw a young girl sitting at the desk.

“Ms. Carlson,” she said hesitantly, wondering if it was she or a student teacher.

The pretty girl looked up and smiled. She stood to greet Stephanie, offering her hand. “Yes, I’m Kelly Carlson. Call me Kelly please.”

Stephanie looked into the teacher’s pretty eyes and found herself at a loss for words.

“And you are?” Kelly asked with a faint smile.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I’m Stephanie Morrison… uh Benjamin’s mother.”

“Pleased to meet you. I didn’t know that Ben had such a beautiful mother.” Her green eyes twinkled.

Stephanie blushed unknowingly, still holding the young teacher’s hand. “Thanks,” she whispered shyly. “I didn’t know Ben had such a pretty and young teacher either.”

“Thank you,” Kelly answered with a sweet smile, pulling her hand from Stephanie’s.

Again Stephanie blushed. “Sorry.” She had never been so embarrassed. It wasn’t like her to lose her composure, but there was something about this girl… something she couldn’t define that brought butterflies to her stomach.

“I adore your son. He’s a bright boy and… quite a ladies’ man I might add.” Ben’s desk is third from the front on the left. Have a look at his work while I get ready for my presentation to the parents… who will hopefully be arriving soon. They’re supposed to be fifteen parents here tonight.”

Stephanie walked over to her son’s desk and squeezed into the small chair. It continued to evoke memories. Suddenly it dawned on her as to why kids didn’t like to sit for long periods of time… the chairs were incredibly uncomfortable. When she looked down at the desk, she saw a stack of papers that Ben had completed. They all had good grades and she felt proud. She looked up to say something to Kelly and paused. The pretty teacher was reaching up to write on the top section of the chalkboard. Her short dress had pulled up in the back, revealing her thigh high nylons. Stephanie could see the seam at the top of her nylons and then the soft bare flesh of the backs of her thighs. She felt an exotic thrill shoot through her. She prayed Kelly would reach even higher.

A moment later she chastised herself. She didn’t like women… well, at least not in “that” way. She forced her eyes to look back down at the desk. Oddly, her hands were trembling as she picked up her son’s paperwork and tried to focus on them. She soon discovered she couldn’t. The next time she looked up, she saw Kelly bending over to pick up a piece of chalk from the floor. This time she saw the backside of the teacher with her dress pulled tight across her buttocks… there was no panty line. She wondered if she was even wearing panties. Probably thongs like all the young women wore nowadays, she thought.

As Kelly remained bent over for a few seconds, she looked behind her directly into Stephanie’s eyes. She held her stare for several moments.

Stephanie blushed again and felt a tingling between her legs. “Uh… where is the… little girls’ room?” she asked to cover the embarrassment of being caught staring.

“Down the hall and to the right,” Kelly said with a curious smile.

When Stephanie exited the classroom she found parents filling the hallways. She turned and walked quickly to the girl’s bathroom, avoiding eye contact with any parent. It was almost as if she were afraid that they would be able to tell what had happened by the by the look on her face. Inside the girls’ bathroom, she quickly found a stall and stepped in, locking the door. She sat down on the toilet and took a deep breath. When she touched her cheeks she found that her face was flushed. She couldn’t believe how she was reacting to being around Benjamin’s teacher. No woman, or man for that matter, had ever had such an effect on her. She shook her head to clear the fog and stood up, figuring she may as well relieve herself while she was there. When she pulled her pantyhose and panties down, she gasped; the crotch of her panties was soaked. She sat down again quickly and moaned in mortification. Then she relieved herself having to use several pieces of toilet paper to dry her wet pussy lips.

This time when Stephanie entered the classroom, it was filled with parents. She was suddenly relieved that she wouldn’t have to be alone with Kelly. She walked quickly past the animated group and sat down at her son’s desk, looking up at the pretty young girl again. “I want to thank all of you for coming out tonight. It is very important that as your children’s teacher I get to know each one of you on a personal level. I believe in that way we can work as a team to insure that your precious children get the most out of their education. Believe me when I tell you that the early years of education are the most important in your child’s life.”

Stephanie was fascinated by the uncharacteristic intelligence and knowledge of the young woman. During the presentation, she found her eyes meeting Kelly’s several times. It seemed that Kelly held her stare for a second longer than necessary. Each time Stephanie’s face colored in embarrassment. She suddenly wanted to be anywhere but in her son’s classroom. Incredibly, when Kelly mentioned needing a parent assistant, Stephanie found herself raising her hand. After all, if she didn’t help out, who would? she reasoned. Just like that it was settled; she would come to class two mornings a week and help with grading papers, and generally assist the teacher. Anyway, instead of feeling like she was doing a good deed, Stephanie felt a strange but undeniable sexual feeling wash over her. She wondered if she was losing her mind.

Chapter 2

Once again, Stephanie found herself searching through her closet to find the perfect dress. It had to be conservative but sexy. She yanked several out and laid them on the bed. As she stood looking at them, she began to wonder what she was doing. It wasn’t as if she was going on a date. She was just going to her son’s school for a few hours to help his teacher. Yet, even with this knowledge, she found it hard to make a decision on what to wear. She tried on several dresses before settling on a somewhat conservative black dress. It was one she had worn to several of David’s business functions. It was snug to her bust and hips with a nice contour at the waist. While it wasn’t short by today’s standards, it was about four inches above her knees and an inch from being inappropriate for a school function. The top covered her ample bust and didn’t reveal much. When she went to the dresser for pantyhose, she hesitated. It was still quite warm outside and her legs still looked good from her summer tan, so she decided to go without hose. A little chill ran through and she thought briefly about not wearing panties. Her better judgment took over and she left hers on. Finally, she put on a pearl necklace with matching bracelet and was ready to go.

Kelly was sitting at her desk when she looked up for some unknown reason. She glanced around the classroom and then out the window. She saw Stephanie Morrison getting out of her car in the parking lot and smiled. Her heartbeat increased just a touch as she watched the pretty woman walk toward the school. It had been a long time since she had felt this way about someone. There was something that she couldn’t explain about Stephanie. She could remember her stares and the sparkle of her eyes when they glanced at one another the other night. The feeling in her stomach took her back in time when she had her first lesbian experience. It had been a warm, sensual, and intense affair that ended at college.

Still, for Kelly, after all of the men she had dated, she somehow felt empty… as if something was missing. She knew that she wasn’t a “lesbian” whatever that meant. She enjoyed her sexual relationships with men. Except there was that undefined something she had only felt once in her young life. Those twinges had returned full blast.

Kelly smiled to herself, adjusting her white blouse and while she tugged her short skirt down her thighs. Even then the skirt was still a full five inches above her knees.

Stephanie smiled to cover her nervousness when she entered the classroom. It was almost as if it was her first day of school. She was happy to see that the kids had not arrived yet.

“Hi Kelly,” Stephanie said.

Kelly looked up and smiled as if she was surprised to see Stephanie so early. “You’re early,” she said. “Are you trying to get on the good side of the teacher?”

Stephanie saw Kelly’s bright eyes staring at her and found herself flustered again. “Uh… I… I like to be punctual.”

“Did you bring me an apple?”

Suddenly Stephanie’s smile was genuine. “Uh, no but I will the next time.”

They laughed.

Soon the two were talking and sorting out lesson plans for the students. They found that they had a lot in common, from music to political persuasions and almost everything in between. Stephanie liked the fact that Kelly was easy to talk to and was soon revealing things about herself she would normally only share with a good friend.

A few minutes later, the kids arrived, rushing into the room, laughing and squealing, pushing and shoving, like typical six-year-olds.

When Stephanie saw Ben come into the room, she smiled at him. While he smiled back, he didn’t otherwise acknowledge her. Even at his tender age, the peer pressure to be independent was apparent. She knew that his friends would tease him if he showed undue emotions toward his mother. No boy of any age wanted to be called a “mommy’s boy”. Several times she smiled at him and he secretly smiled back.

The morning passed quickly. Before Stephanie knew it, it was time to leave. The kids had been sent to Mrs. Williams’ art class. The room was finally quiet. As she was straightening up, Stephanie knocked a stack of papers to the floor. She squatted down to pick them up and Kelly came over to help.

“I can be such a klutz,” Stephanie said as she gathered up the papers.

“I’m the same way. When I was a kid, my parents used to say I had two left feet,” Kelly laughed.

As Stephanie reached for a paper, her eyes glanced at Kelly’s legs. Her squatting position allowed her knees to slightly open. Suddenly the older woman’s heart skipped a beat… she could see all the way up the young woman’s skirt… and she didn’t have any panties on. Stephanie’s head began to spin as her eyes continued to stare between Kelly’s legs. The sun’s rays illuminated the normally dark area. She could see under her skirt straight to her pussy. Stephanie was shocked to see she didn’t have any pubic hair. She could plainly the puffy bulge of her pussy lips.

“Is something wrong?” Kelly asked when she saw Stephanie staring. Her facial expression appeared serious. A hint of a smile curled at corners of her lips.

“Uh… no,” Stephanie quickly said. Inhaling a long, slow breath, she averted her eyes. Too late, the damage had been done. Stephanie could feel her pussy lips swelling and juice begin to drip into her panties. As soon as the papers were gathered, Stephanie hurried out of the room and to the girls’ lavatories. In the privacy of the stall, she masturbated like some half-crazed teenager who had been kissed for the first time by the captain of the football team.

Stephanie was somewhat more composed and less anxious the next time she played “teacher’s assistant”. However, a touch or smile from Kelly would increase her heartbeat. It was ridiculous, but she couldn’t deny the way she felt.

The following week, as Stephanie was just about to leave for the day, Kelly asked if she would like to get together for dinner one night. “We get along famously. We have so much in common Stephanie. I thought it might be fun to go out this Friday evening… that is if you aren’t busy.” Kelly touched Stephanie’s hand warmly.

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Melody sucks girls while a big black dude fucks her ass

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Melody Part two

I went home in the Hummer with Moffat, back through the city then a single sector to junction twelve on the freeway and up into the hills to our mansion.

Supper was a hoot, my father had excelled himself, Melissa was a fine tribute to the plastic surgeons art, her breasts were easily DD or bigger her eyes an unnatural deep blue, her hair an unnatural shade of honey blonde and her brain easily the weakest I had encountered in a very long time.

She sat there like some fleshy clothes horse, describing in excruciatingly tedious detail the retail outlet and details of the transaction for each item of clothing and accessory that weighed her down while simultaneously consuming tiny quantities of food which I was sure she would throw up later, and worse still her mother accompanied her dropping hints at every conversational pause that Melissa was in fact single and intended to marry before the year was out. If she expected me to show an interest then she was sadly mistaken.

Somehow I pried myself free around midnight, and headed down town to check on Melody, to see if she was giving the staff adequate service.

There was something of a queue, I saw Warwick Jones pounding away at her and it took a moment to realise he was in fact using the smaller brown orifice, although it didn’t look all that small distended as it was around the enormous girth of his penis.

Silas Harmon and Andy Phelps sat waiting patiently in their company coveralls, “You in a hurry Boss” Andy asked.

“No, I’ll take the other end.” I suggested.

“I wouldn’t do that sir.” he said.

“Why,” I said as I opened the door. “Mother!” I exclaimed as my mother lying on the padded trolley her legs raised high and wide resting on stirrups above and beside her head parted and Melodys face buried in her pubic hair.

“John!” she exclaimed, “I was sure you would be occupied with Melissa this evening, and your father said Melody fucked like a dream so I thought.”

“I see what you thought!” I said, “The poor girls got eight inches of negro meat up her backside and her face stuffed in your sex, are you trying to kill her?”

“Don’t be crude dear.” she said, “You know the situation, now leave me, give me a few moments, you know if she wasn’t so ugly Melody could be my dresser for the summer,” she said wistfully and I closed the door.

It didn’t seem fair somehow, Warwick was peeling off the brown stained condom and Silas was now rhythmically pounding her, choosing the hairy vaginal option, his coveralls unbuttoned to the crotch, and then Mother appeared, not a hair out of place, immaculate as ever, just slightly flushed. “She’s all yours!” she grinned “Very amenable.”

Melody was looking angry, desperately trying to spit out mother’s juices and some stray pubic hairs.

“Hello, have you eaten,” I asked.

“Only Pussy,” she snarled.

“Would you like a drink?” I enquired.

“And I guess you’ll piss in my mouth like that Negro bastard!” she snarled.

“No, I meant bottled water, I’ll get some.” I promised.

“Don’t go.” she said.

“I’ll be right back,” I promised and I opened a cupboard door to reveal a refrigerator full of frozen bottled water and bottles of diet coke, beer, whiskey and many other drinks.

I took a bottle of diet coke and tipped it in a glass, and offered it to her.

“My hands are cuffed Moron.” she wailed.

I released the cuffs and supported her shoulders with my arms to let her use her arms to drink, she gargled and spat most of it across the floor, “Yuck, pussy,” she complained, “Can I have some more?”

I got her another bottle.

“I’d offer you something to eat but you have enough blubber to live off for a month!” I explained and as expected she swore at me.

“I guess you will be processed by the time I get back from Engand,” I explained, “But enjoy yourself!” I gave her a little wave, she almost smiled.

England was a disaster. My father had wanted to be a racing driver, but he was too busy building the business to actually race so he had me race to fulfil his boyhood ambitions, but despite some real top quality machinery I just didn’t make the grade, and it was embarrassing, running a top quality machine in mid field alongside beat up worn out three year old machinery.

Don’t get me wrong the team were great, the race day atmosphere wonderful, my father loved every second but it was just that I didn’t like the bit where I took the car around the blacktop, which was the bit I was supposed to do.

“I bet even a girl could have beaten you today,” someone muttered as I walked home after spinning off at Cascades while running a lonely sixth, and I had to agree,

I flew home early, not waiting for the after race party at a Cheshire Hotel after the Oulton Park race, and I went straight downtown to check on the business.

“Where did we place the Melody girl,” I asked Miss Rawlings on reception.

“Oh, she was so popular we left her in prep for a few more days, I hope you don’t mind,” she said.

“No, I suppose I might as well try her out myself.” I said, “I’ll go on down.”

There was a queue waiting as Silas was busy reaming her ass, and Alex Hausman was waiting with a Negro I didn’t know.

I went in Prep two to see her face. she looked terrible, “Thank god.” she wailed, “For gods sake get me a coke.”

“You look like you had a week like mine.” I sympathised.

“Yeah right!” she said.

“At least you have been in the dry,” I said, “It’s no fun driving at a hundred miles and hour in an open car in the rain.”

“Well its better than this!” she said.

“I suppose so.” I said as I slipped a straw into a coke bottle and held it so she could suck the coke easily. “Although going backwards into the gravel trap at Cascades at eighty is no fun.”

“Did you hit the barrier!” she asked between sucks.

“Nearly.” I said, “Why?”

“You weren’t going fast enough then!” she laughed.

“So you’re an expert suddenly!” I said.

“No but I was supposed to be travelling to Europe this week to try to scrounge a drive before I get too old.” she said.

“You want to drive race cars?” I asked, my mind racing.

“Yes thats what I wanted to, oh who cares.”

“I do,” I explained, “Do you race.”

“A few times, I have a license but.” she said.

“What?” I asked.

“Someone is fucking me Moron.” she said, “Holding a conversation, Ah, is, Uggh, oh god I’m cumming.” she calmed down, “I hate it when I cum, it’s so embarrassing.”

“Race cars?” I probed.

“Yes open wheel, except the team owners just screw my metaphorically and physically and I just get to race worn out crap.” she said.

“I have the other problem,” I said, “Too much pressure, top quality equipment, no talent.”

“Wow, honesty.” she said sarcastically.

“I had a bad experience in the Army, I came round this bend too fast, ran wide.” I explained.

“So,” she said,

“So the land mine was in the wheel tracks and they guys following were blown to bits, it should have been me.” I explained.

“Oh you poor thing.” she said, “Let me give you a big hug,” she paused “Oh I can’t you sealed me in rubber and there’s some big Negro raping me.”

“Fine, but you try six months fighting the Taliban, it’s not much fun.” I explained.

“That where you got the idea for this torture?” she asked.

“Ah no.” I explained, “and I got into trouble when I suggested we use it.” she looked blank, “Gitmo.!”

“Oh my God.”she exclaimed.

“Have you eaten?” I asked.

“Spunk mainly” she said, “No I haven’t eaten.” she explained.

“I’ll sort something out,” I promised.

I called Miss Rawlings, “I think Melody may be ready.” I explained.

“Thank you sir, I’ll be right down.” she agreed and put the phone down.

Miss Rawlings was about five six, blonde, blue eyes, nicely rounded but her skin betrayed her thirty eight tears, and she arrived slightly out of breath, “I’ll use number two if you will install me sir.”

“What?” I asked.

“PMT, I find a session here helps.” she explained, as she punched her ID into the lock on her locker open ed the door, took out her moulded rubber wall plug and started to strip.

I looked away in embarrassment.

She kept her knickers on and pulled the two halves of the rubber ring tight around her, then she wound an elasticated strap around the outside to hold it together and sort of bounced towards prep one and the hole in the wall.

I took down the picture of my second step mother and as Alex from IT screwed Melody, so Miss Rawlings sort of dived through.

“Put a hundred more condoms in the dispenser please,” she asked, “And put my panties in the locker and just close the door. she said before she pulled herself firmly into place.

I went round to prep two.

“You can call me Paula.” Miss Rawlings was saying. “it’s my turn!”

“You do this from choice?” Melody asked.

“PMT,” Miss Rawlings suggested conspiratorially.

“Comfy,” I asked, Miss Rawlings nodded. “I’ll do the bolts.” I added.

I fitted the lower flange, tightened all thirteen bolts, and as Alex moved aside I took Melody’s ankle restraints and put them on Miss Rawlings ankles, after pulling down her panties to show she was ready for business.

I put the panties away, topped up the condom dispenser, and went to back into prep two, they were still chattering.

“Are you coming Melody?” I asked as I released the restraints from her wrists.

“Don’t be stupid I’m bolted to the bloody wall!” Melody complained.

“He means you should wriggle out, if you lost enough weight you should slip out.” Miss Rawlings explained, “Otherwise you’ll get all the fit ones and I’ll be miserable!”

“I can’t!” Melody complained, but when I went round to prep one and hit her backside with a whip a few times she soon proved that she could indeed slip out forwards, in fact she slid out faster than she expected and did a complete somersault before she tried hard to stand up and hit me but her legs buckled from disuse.

She looked terrible, her ribs were clearly visible, she was only supposed to have spent three days in the hole, but after a week of constant sleep deprivation, no food and constant orgasms, or at least constant arousal, she was showing signs of serious mal-nourishment.

“Ah, please be careful,” I cautioned, as I held her up,”Mind Miss Rawlings, lean on me a moment.”

I put my arm around her and supported her, “I feel so weak!” she moaned.

“I’ll find you some coveralls,” I promised. “Just sit on the floor a moment.”

I quickly found some coveralls and Melody’s own socks and shoes, then I took a simple smock we sometimes used and took them all through to her.

She tried the coveralls first, “God they chafe, I’m so sore.” she complained but the smock was far more to her liking.

“I’ll never be able to wear panties again.” she whined.

“You do look rather sore.” I commented, noting how red and swollen her sex appeared.

“Oh you will, after about a week until the next time!” Miss Rawlings suggested.

“Miss Rawlings volunteered to take your place, wasn’t that kind of her.” I suggested.

“You’re kidding!” Melody squealed.

“Best PMT cure I know!” Miss Rawlings announced, “But get going and give me some privacy.”

“Come along Melody, ah, Miss Parker,” I urged, “Can you walk.”

“Just,” she said as she waddled in an ungainly manner, “Stop laughing, it’s not funny, I’m sore.”

“I did think a restaurant but perhaps under the circumstances we had better eat at Father’s house,” I suggested.

“Andrews is standing by with a car at the loading bay if you need one sir” Miss Rawlings helpfully informed me and I guided Melody through the various security doors and to the car.

“Can I lie on the floor?” she asked, “Only I’m so sore.”

“Sure.” I agreed, “I’ll sit up front and you can lie on the seat.”

She slept most of the way, and then as I carried her in to the house she woke, “Oh,” she said “where are you taking me.”

“Dinner, well supper,” I explained, “I’ll have it sent up, your purse is in my room you left it behind.”

My room was rather a mess, little used since my teens it had just a bed and a computer and a couple of chairs, I rang the kitchen and Mrs Freeman, Father’s cook promised to bring a cold Supper for two hungry gentlemen.

“Hide in my bed,” I suggested.

“I’ll hide in your shower if that’s a shower room,” she suggested.

She disappeared and returned minutes later looking refreshed and smelling a lot sweeter
with her hair wringing wet.

I found a dryer and by the time Supper appeared she looked almost presentable.

She ate a whole meat pie, she just wolfed the whole thing down with a lack of table manners which could not be entirely explained by her American origin and she washed it down with a quart of diet coke, and then she crawled in my bed and went to sleep.

I watched her for a few moments and then slid in beside her, as the time change caught up with me, and I fell asleep too.

She was looking at me when I woke.

“Its eleven thirty.” she said.

“So,” I replied curiously.

“I thought.” she said.

“Thought?” I queried.

“I was being prepared.” she queried.

“Slight change of plan.” I explained.

“Great!” she exclaimed sarcastically.

“At least I had thought about a change of plan, except last night,” I reminded her.

“Oh god.” she said, “What now.”

“Nothing happened!” I admitted.

“That was very considerate.” she said.

“No, I don’t find you attractive, I’m sorry.” I said.

“Great,” she said, “It’s mutual.”

“Melody, ” I said seriously, “Are you interested in taking over my race car drive?”

“What!” she demanded.

“My race car, the open wheel, I think its much like you drive, except in England, I hate it, I don’t mind the Touring Car because that has a windscreen and roof but the open.”

“Oh my gosh, is this for real,” she gushed, “Look forget I called you a bastard ok, and yes I’ll spend every day in that dungeon if I can race at weekends!”

“I’ll pretend you are my new girl friend, only I don’t fancy you.” I said, “I used to, but now?”

“I suppose it is the thought of all those men who fucked me.” she said knowingly.

“Perhaps” I agreed.

She started exercising that afternoon, and by Thursday she was pretty much back to race fitness, so I took her to a track day at the County raceway and let her try my last years car.

It had a misfire first couple of laps so we spent half an hour working on it, her lily white hands suffering from the sharp edges and hot metal, and when we had to take the cam cover off to check the valve clearances when there was no compression on number three cylinder she got oil everywhere, even in her hair.

She did real well and after maybe thirty laps we loaded up the racer and I drove the truck back towards the Mansion.

“John,” she asked, “Why have you got a hard on?”

“I’m very sorry, I’m afraid I don’t know.” I explained.

“It’s engine oil, the smell of sump oil, all in my hair,” she exclaimed, “I can dab some behind my ear like perfume.” she giggled.

“You may mock but I think you’re right.” I explained, “Had you been racing when you had your initial interview? “

She nodded, and I continued, “That’s why I found you so attractive.”

“Do you want to?” she asked hopefully.

“God no, wait till we get home, its only a couple of minutes,” I suggested.

“No, seize the moment,” she said, “Just pull over.”

“No!” I laughed and grinned, “Plenty of time for that later.”

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his the second in the series..i advise you read 1 before continuing to get an idea of where it started..

Well it has been 2 months since i started my new job as receptionist at th L&C School of Writing it has been quite the experience for me to work for 2 mistress’s who look after my every need…and i mean every need.

I have been told to wear the clothes for work which i must no deviate from, it consists of a crisp white shirt which only buttons up as far as my cleavage underneath the shirt i must wear a black push up bra with a pink lace edge on the top of the cups. A short black skirt which is mid thigh and when im told to bend over and do some filing my ass can be clearly seen i am not permitted to wear nickers, to cap the uniform off black stay up stockings and 4″ black peep toes make my legs look amazing if i do say so myself…..

As part of my job i have to go regularly to Clairs office and Lesley’s office as they are very busy so i try and make their jobs easier by doing as much as i can, which on occasion has not been enough or i have done something incorrectly it was one of these occasions that led to my introduction to ..a fucking machine…

I was told to report to Lesley’s office and when i entered she was holding some papers in her hand and waiving them at me as she said ..Debbie these where supposed to have been sent last week..i did a quick mental check and ..yes they were “i had forgotten” as Lesley stood up and moved to the front of her desk she grabbed my pony tail and pulled it back so my neck was stretched and she said through her half smile that a lesson in timing was needed.

I was then pulled by my pony tail through the door that leads to a room between the 2 offices Lesley threw me forward and i landed on the carpeted floor on my hands and knees which caused my skirt to flip up over my lower back and with no nickers on my pussy and ass was totally exposed. I was ordered to strip so i stood up and undid the buttons of my shirt and let it slip to the floor, next my skirt was on top of it.

As Lesley walked around me and came up behind me she reached around and grabbed my nipples and pinched them pulling them away from chest stretching them..i screamed as she did this and hopped from one foot to the other then to my relief she let them go. I watched as she stood back from me and started to take her shirt off button by button i watched intently as they were undone and more flesh exposed i loved every painfully slow second as she was deliberately teasing me.

My pussy was wet i could feel the juices starting to run down my thigh my nipples were hard and poking a further 3/4″ out from each breast. Once Lesley’s shirt was off her black bra encased tits were 2 full round mounds of flesh that had my mouth watering and my hands craving to cup them and squeeze them.
Lesley walked to the desk drawer and opened it and selected a plastic ruler, and as she moved towards me she swished it through the air..which had the desired effect of putting fear into me..she stood in front of me and placed the ruler between my knees hitting each knee to indicate that i should spread my legs which i did my feet were about 4′ apart which had my pussy and ass totally exposed.

Lesley walked around behind me swishing the ruler through the air as she went then it happened. A lightening bolt flashed accross my eyes as the ruler came down on my ass causing me to scream i was apologising and pleading with her to stop and that i wouldnt make the mistake again..to no avail…Lesley went to the cabinet and came back with a red ball gag and black straps the ball was forced into my mouth my teeth sitting on the top and bottom of the ball the straps were then tied behind my head.

I was then moved to the end of the room and shackles placed on my wrists and ankles which were then attached to the floor and my wirsts connected to 2 ropes hanging from the ceiling my pussy was positively dripping at this stage then a spreader bar was placed between my ankles to hold my legs spread eagled as i hung from the ropes.

Lesley then moved around my body hitting me in various places with the ruler causing me to scream and yell into the ball in my mouth which was causing my mouth to drool and drip onto my tits covering them in my spit.
With red welts appearing on my ass and inner thighs the pain was clouding my vision and i could only see shadows through the tears. As she moved to the front of me she lifted the ruler in front of my face smiled and bent it back almost snapping it then lowered it to my pussy and let it go, the ruler hit the top of my pussy and it felt like i was being electrocuted my ass jumped up and down i tried to close my legs but they were spread so wide i couldnt. The top of my pussy was burning from the sting and i could see a red welt as i looked down to survey the damage.

Lesley leaned in closer to me and as she placed her hand over my pussy feeling the heat and the juices that were coming from it asked if i had learned my lesson i nodded that i had and she said good and through the ruler away and walked to the cupboard and dragged a heavy looking machine towards me, i had never seen anything like it. She then stopped it when it got between my legs and i started to wonder what this thing was going to do to me…she turned it on and it made a very quiet whirring sound and i thought well that cant be to bad.

Lesley then pulled out from the side of the machine a pole which was clicked into the top of the machine then she held 2 dildoes in front of me both seemed really big and she asked which i would prefer i nodded to the smaller one and she said…nu uh…you get this one it looked to be 10″ long and about 6″ round there was no way that was going to fit inside me.

Lesley then screwed the dildoe to the machine and she knelt in front of my and kissed my pussy mound nipping it with her teeth making me wetter and wetter my hips trying to move closer to her mouth so i could cum. Lesley brought her fingers to her mouth and sucked them then slowly pushed them inside me all the way to the knuckle i could feel them hit bottom as she fucked me i was soooo close to cumming and she sensed this and pulled her fingers out of me and stood in front of me and sucked my juices off them watching that caused me to moan as i wanted more.

Lesley then positioned the dildoe on the machine and put 2″ of it inside me then stood back and with a smile turned the knob and then i felt it … it started to push into me my pussy stretching to accommodate it but it would only stretch so far i felt like my pussy would tear i was screaming into the gag and my hips flailing to try and get it out of me then i felt it push against my cervix… it was in all the way i dont know how much was sticking out of me but there was no room left inside me.

Lesley let it sit there so i could get used to it my head was rolling around as i moaned and groaned she then stood in front of me and said now comes your lesson in timing and she turned the knob i felt it move out of me about half way then push back i grunted as it did, it moved so slowly my pussy was on fire then as it went in something inside me clicked and my body started to fuck back at the invader as it started to feel good i could hear the squelching it made as it fucked me in and out now as Lesley turned the knob up it just kept going and going fucking my pussy in a steady in and out motion.

My body was alive with the feelings the machine was giving me it fucked me slow and steady and oh so deep i have never had anything so big inside me and never as deep as this machine was. The fucking was intense but my body was betraying my brain i found the strength in my arms to lift myself up and as the machine came up i let go and forced my cunt down onto it as it entered me i was seeing stars the pleasure i was getting from this mixed with the pain was euphoric.

My arms were burning but i kept at it and my hips were fucking back and forth trying to force more of the machine inside me. I was close to cumming all i wanted was to be fucked hard and deep by this monster and for it never to end. Lesley stood in front of me a wicked smile on her beautiful lips as she reached forward and squeezed my tits on her hands mashing them and pinching my nipples that was all that was need my back arched against my restraints and drool was running from my mouth as i came hard my body tensing and loud moaning from behind the ball gag was all that could be heard.

After the most explosive orgasm of my young life i was left weak and hanging but there was no let up Lesley turned the machine up higher and it pumped me fucking me as i looked at the dial it showed 100 strokes per minute my body was being shocked and pushed up and down my cunt grabbing the machine on the way out and it slicing into me on the way in…i came again and again my mind was a fog my thighs wet from my juices as Lesley finally turned it off.

Lesley untied me and i slumped to the ground my hands going between my legs to cup my pussy and to feel if there was any damage i checked the inside of my pussy with 2 fingers and everything seemed ok but when i pulled my fingers out i couldnt help it they went straight to my clit rubbing and squeezing the little button until i came again.

Lesley called my name and as i looked up she was getting dressed she ordered me to go and take a shower and to get back to work i had 15 minutes, i walked on shakey legs to the ensuite behind the offices and got into the shower the water was refreshing as it cascaded over my face down to my tits and then off my pussy and it tickled as it dripped off my clit.

I was tempted to masterbate again but i knew time was short, as i stepped out of the shower the door opened and there stood Claire she was gorgeous and i was naked and my nipples instantly hardened as she moved towards me and kissed me her hands reaching down and squeezing my ass her nails digging into the flesh. Her tongue danced with mine and she reached up and grabbed my hair pulling my head back exposing my neck as she bit down on the sensative skin nipping my neck and sucking the skin into her mouth.

Shocked at the sudden assault my body started to respond my pussy got wetter and wetter as her hand moved around to cup it and squeeze it forcing 2 of her fingers inside me making me moan as my excitement grew. My legs involantarily spread to allow Claire more access to my pussy as she fucked her fingers in and out of me her mouth moving to my nipples sucking and biting them pulling them with her teeth to make them red and swollen.

My hands reached under her shirt and squeezed her tits twisting her nipples making them grow harder and harder in my hand, hurriedly i undressed her i needed to have her, in no time she was naked and smiling at my urgency making me blush as soon as she was bare her hands went to my shoulders pushing me to my knees.
My mouth found her pussy and my tongue delved inside finding a warmth and wetness that soon covered my mouth and nose i licked her as deep as i could pushing my nose onto her clit her hands had fistfulls of my hair grinding her pussy onto my mouth.

Claires legs started to shake and her moans got louder as she started to cum i found her clit and moved my tongue in tight circles and as she came we heard a loud bang as the door was forcibly opened and then “what the fuck is going on here” it was Lesley we had been sprung. Although Claire was more domm than me she was no match for Lesley who grabbed a hand full of our hair in each hand and dragged us back into the “play” room.

I didnt matter how many we are sorries we cried to her she kept on slapping our asses and our tits as she swore at us… you fucking sluts how dare you….i am going to teach you bitches a lesson you will not forget. Lesley pulled us up by our hair so Claire and i were facing each other she said dont you dare fuckin move …there was no way we would we were to scared to budge…Lesley returned with some rope and tied out waist’s together so our hips were pressing into eachother’s next out hair was put into a pony tail each and tied tightly..

Claire was the first to feel something …we were facing eachother and all of a sudden i felt her rise on her tip toes and her eyes opened in shock as she gave a scream nooooooo Lesley had slipped an ass hook into her ass and tied it to her hair forcing her neck back so she couldnt move..i knew what was coming and then i felt her hands on my ass spreading my cheeks as she rubbed lube on my tiny hole then the hook started to penetrate me spreading my delicate hole wider as it went it hurt and i moaned as she did it, then felt my head being pulled back as the hook was tied to my hair..we were done we could not move.

Next thing we had ankle cuffs put on each ankle and a spreader bar put between us and our legs were forced wider and wider apart. our nipples were rubbing ainst eachother and i was finding the whoile thing very stimulating my pussy was wet very wet my thighs shiny from the dripping juices for the 3rd time that day.
Lesley was stalking around us saying how we were going to be punished and would not ever fuck without her permission.

Now you young lady as looked into my eyes were told to do something and disobeyed so you get these first as she squeezed a peg onto my left nipple causing me to scream a little bit and pull back almost toppling us over, the the other nipple was pegged with my head pulled back it heightened the feeling as i couldnt see but i could certainly feel my nipples swelling under the pressure. Then Claires were done i could feel her pegs digging into my tit flesh as she moved.

Lesley was having her fun spanking our bare asses with her hand i could feel the heat on my ass as spank after spank was laid into the cheeks. Both Claire and i had tears running down our faces as we were spanked and the pegs flicked by Lesley. As she got behind each of us she would pull the rope on the hooks making the hook fuck our ass with each pull.

We couldnt see Lesley to well but we felt her presence as her nails were scraped over our skin as she knelt beside us and her hands moved up our thighs to find our pussies…so you want to be fucked like sluts well thats exactly what you will get and then i felt her fingers enter me i could feel them expand inside me as she was strtetching me..then i heard Claire gasp closely followed by my own gasp as a dildoe was thrust inside me fucking me deep and slow making sure i felt every inch of it inside me.

In our spread eagled position we were very vulnerable and just as i thought it was over i felt Lesley grab my hips and i thought i was going to be untied then i felt it her strapon pushing into my pussy as she hung off the hook rope making it fuck my ass as she fucked my pussy. My body was shaking and it felt like i was having on continuous orgasm. Lesley then stopped fucking me and pulled out of my pussy … i felt empty … and i groaned as the strap on was removed.

Next i felt my hair being untied and my neck relaxed stretching it and moving it around was feeling good ..then the hook was pushed into my ass further causing me to moan Lesley then fucked my ass with the hook i was trying to push back onto it with each inward thrust trying to cum again and then i did my ass seemed to be attached to my clit and i orgasmed again.

Slowly the hook was removed and the ropes undone and i fell to my knees with Claire beside me, i was breathing hard and my pussy and ass felt like they were convulsing, sweat dripped off my hair onto my neck and down to my tits. Claire was then thown forward her hands breaking her fall as she was now on her knees with her head on the floor. Lesley ordered me to lay in front of Claire to hold my legs open as i lay on my back i moved so my pussy was under clairs chin then brought my feet up and back behind my neck somy pussy and ass were on display my feet locked behind my head.

When i reached this position i heard Lesley moan in appreciation as she looked at me and bit her lip, Claire was staring straight into my pussy and ass and she lowered her head and licked me the full length her tongue spreading me open and delving inside making me moan and supply her with more and more juice that she eagerly lapped up.

I was watching Claire lick me when her eyes opened and her tongue was forced deeper inside me as Lesley invaded her ass with the strapon each time Lesley drove into her ass her tongue was forced deeper inside me.The position i was in i ad a fantastic view of the fucking and licking and this jst bought me to orgasm quickly and i shuddered and screamed as i came Claire followed closely moaning into my pussy then we heard Lesley cum as she fucked Clairs ass.

Slowly she eased out of Clairs ass and Caire visibly shook as it was removed with my feet behind my head my mouth was within inces of my own my pussy but just out of reach, so Claire stuck her tongue inside me deep and in one movement she licked me then moved an kissed so i could taste myself on her lips.

RIGHT YOU TWO shouted Lesley get showered and dressed and get back o work we have to get ready for a visiting girls school representatives we are having a competition with them everything from writing essays to a water polo match. they will be here in a weeks time

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