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“Shit” I said quietly to myself, as the cars engine quit again on me miles from nowhere. I put the flashers on, hoping a cop may drive by and offer me help. My husband said there was nothing the matter with my car, even though when he was home, he would never take it out for a drive. I said I want a new or newer car, but he said I didn’t need one. When we got married, I gave him the right to handle the money and I had to admit he did it very well. We had a beautiful house on a hill overlooking the ocean. Servants. I was given an allowance of $3000 a month to do what I liked, except buy a new car. We took trips anywhere in the world,when he could get time off work. I was what some may say a spoiled brat wife. I was a brat I must admit. Never satisfied with anything. Even our sex life. It had been great when we met and up till the time he became a vice president of a large loan company.
As I sat there wondering what to do, I heard a car pull up behind me. I looked in my rearview mirror and saw a woman about my age, 28, get out of the rear door of a white cadillac and walk towards my car. She was a slim, well dressed redhead. I couldn’t take my eyes off her, as she wiggled her hips as she walked. A flash of excitment went through my body.
“Need any help” she asked with a big smile, as I open my door. “Yes” I replied, adding I sure could. “Where you heading” she asked. “Into the city” I replied. “So are we, so this is you lucky day” she replied, still with that smile that would melt anyones heart. I got out of my car and walked back with her to her car.
“Slide into the middle seat” she said. She slipped into beside me. I could not help but notice how beautiful and well dressed the other three women were. Two were blonde and the third a brunette.They introduced themselves. Betty was the driver. Susan with her in the front seat, Irma on my right and Joanna, the one that came up to my car, on my left. “I’m Samantha” I said. We all smiled at each other. I felt comfortable.
“Going to meet your husband in the city” Susan asked, while she was looking me up and down. “No” I replied, adding that he was away. “So what is sweety going to do in the city” Irma asked. “Do what most women like to do” I said with a smile. “Shop.” “Well that is why we are going into the city too” Joanna added. “Oh” I asked. “Which store do you like to shop at” I asked. “We are not doing that kind of shopping” Betty said, while she turned to look at me. “What are you going shopping for” I asked quite innocently. “Someone like you” Joanna said, as she put her hand on my thigh and start to slowly rub it. “What would you want of someone like me” I asked somewhat nervously. “For sex” Irma said, as she grabbed my hair from behind, pulling my head backwards. “Now spread you legs so Joanna can get a good feel of your pussy and unbutton you blouse and pull your bra up over your tits, so I can have a good go at them” Irma added. “PLease don’t hurt me and let me out” I pleaded. “When we are finished with you slut” Susan said, as she began to laugh. “We’re always on the lookout for virgins like you or have you had sex with other women before” she stated and asked. “No” I replied. “I bet you have thought about it” Irma said as she started to roughly play with my tits and Joanna rubbing my pussy through my panties, that were now getting wet. I had to say yes, as I had thought about it when I was at college.
Even though Irma was rough on my tits, I seemed to like the roughness. I even started to let out littls moans of pleasure. Joanna slipped my panties down around my knees and proceeded to put one, then two, then three fingers in my pussy. I let out a loud moan, as she finger fucked me. “Like that do you” Joanna asked. “Yes” I moaned. “What do you like about it” Susan asked, as she watched Joanna fuck me with her fingers. “The way my pussy is being streched” I said. “Well your pussy will be stretched lots by the time we are finished with you” Betty said, while looking over her shoulder at me. “When we get to the place” Irma asked Susan, “can I do something with these tiny nipples of hers.” “Sure” Susan said. I wondered what she would do and if it would be painful. I had never liked my small nipples and even after playing with them, they never seemed to stay thicked and longer.
I was blindfolded and soon after I felt the car turn off the highway. There was no let-up on the roughness on my tits by Irma, or the finger fucking of my pussy by Joanna. I had cum once and was getting closer to cuming again. They had all licked some of the cum off Joanna’s fingers and told me I tasted good and that I would like the taste of their cum. I wondered if it would taste differently from my husbands. I hoped so. His tasted awful.
All of a sudden the car stopped. I was helped out of the car, still blindfolded, my panties around my knees, my blouse open and my bra up over my tits. I heard a door open and I was led inside and the door closed behind me. When the blinfold was removed, I was told to strip. I quickly looked around the room and it looked like most living rooms. Couch, chairs, TV, stero, coffee and end tables, lamps. Nothing out of the ordinary. As I stripped, the other girls did except for Susan. I looked at their naked bodies and became excited at the thought of having sex with them.
“Now take a look at the girls” Susan said and decide which one whose pussy you want to eat first. There was no way it was going to be Irma’s, cause she was so rough with me. Joanna looked edible, but I chose Betty because she had nice long, thick nipples like I wish I had. Also the hood of her clit was sticking out slightly from between her pussy lips “Have you chosen which one” Susan asked. “Betty” I said, looking at her. “Why Betty” Susan asked.”Cause she has nice long, thick nipples and I have a fetish for nipples and wondered what it would be like to lick and suck on them. Also she has the cutest clit, whick looks very wanting of licking and sucking till she cums.” “How do you feel about that” she asked Betty. “She has me very excited about being the one to have this virgin service my pussy first” Betty replied. Before anything started to happen, Irma asked if she could do something with my nipples. “Sure” Susan said. I got the feeling Susan was the leader of the group. Irma left the room and reappeared shortly after with her hands behind her back.
“Get the handcuffs out of the coffee table Betty and cuff her hands behind her back, so she can’t remove what I put on her nipples ” Irma ordered. She looked at me with contempt. Betty quickly got the handcuffs, took me by the wrists, pulled my arms behind my back and put the cuffs on. “Now you slutty bitch” Irma said while walking towards me, “pain you are going to feel, for not chosing me first.” When standing in front of me, she took her arms out from behind her back and held her hands up to my face, in what looked like to glass tubes with pink rubber suction balls on one end. “Now watch as I put these on you” Irma said in a menacing voice.” I watched as she pushed the tubes over my nipples and squeezed the suction balls until the tubes were tight againsy my skin and the let go of the balls. It was instant pain, as I felt my nipples being sucked up into the glass tubes. I let out a scream from the pain. “Shes all yours now Betty” Irma said.
Betty sat on the couch, with her legs spread and feet up on the edge of the cushions. I was helped to my knees and made to crawl on them, till my face was up against Betty’s pussy. “Can she lick and suck on my nipples first Susan” Betty asked. “It’s up to you Betty” she said. Betty slipped off the couch and took me by the side of my head and placed my face over one of her nipples and then the other. I was getting so wet and horny while I licked and sucked on one nipple, then the other and back again. Betty started to moan with delight. “Lick and suck them hard baby” she moaned louder. I had no trouble doing that. I was in my glory at that moment. My first time having my lips on another womans nipples.
She got back up on the couch and placed my face over her now very swollen clit and pussy lips. I licked and sucked till she moaned she was going to cum. As her juice of total ecstasy flowed from her pussy, I licked it up as fast as I could. Her cum tasted much better then my husband’s. “Fuck Samantha”, Betty said, adding that I was the first of all the other girls they had picked up to chose her first and give her the most wonderful oral climax she had ever had. I felt delighted.
“Can she do me again please Susan” Betty asked. “What will you do for me Betty” Susan asked back. “Whatever you want me too” Betty said with a big smile. “Ok” Susan said. I could not see the look on Susan’s face, but the one on Betty’s was one of happiness. “Do me again Samantha, but this time slower, so when I cum, you’ll have lots of my nice creamy cum juice to lick. I smiled at her and started slowly to bring her to that moment.
“Now spread you legs Samantha” I heard Susan say from behind me. I did as she said. Then I felt something oily being spread on and in my pussy. It felt warm. “Now hold her head steady Betty” Susan said, “while I penetrate Samantha’s nice tight pussy with my dildo-cock.” I felt the head of something spread my outer pussy lips and then my inner ones. It felt hugh. It was slowly pushed in. I could feel my pussy being stretched, like it had never been stretched before. In and in it went, till I felt Susan’s abdoment against my ass. I estimated in my mind her dildo-cock had to be three inches in diameter and at least ten inches long. It did not take many strokes to bring me to a climax I had only dreamt of till now. By the the time that day and night were over, I could care less if I was ever fucked by my husband or any other man again. I spent the rest of the of the weekend with them. Tasting each of their’s cum. Having my pussy fucked by each of their dildo-cocks. Irma became gentler with me. I phone my home to see if there were any messages on the answering machine from my husband about when he may be home. There was none. I asked if I could be their sex slave for a few more day and was happy when Susan said yes. Most of the day I feasted on one or another of their pussy. I was aquiring a real taste for another woimans cum. At night, I spent it with any two of them. Not the same two each night. I was in my glory. Sex, sex, sex. With girls, girls, girls.
I was totally submitted to lesbianism, in any way shape or form. Womens cum is so nice, creamy white and delightfully tasteful. A womans dildo-cock will give you more and longer climaxes then any mans. Never say never if one of your girlfriends would like to have sex with you

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«Well girl’s looks like I win again!» said Mandy, as she had just won a race against our three spies. Sam, Alex and Clover where most angry and on the way home they got thinking… «We’ve got to get her back girls! And I just might know how…» said Clover.
«How?» answered Alex and Sam at the same time.
«Remember that porno we watched like, 5 says ago? The one with the two girls fucking with a kind of rod tied to themselves? And she was getting a lot of pleasure out of it until the girl put it in her ass?»
«Yea, I got a great cum off of that Porn!» revealed Alex,
«You mean we show Mandy the porn and masturbate with her?» inquired Sam.
«Something like that but instead of what Sam said lets use the Black rod in her ass strategy!» answered Clover.
«That’s good! We just need to get her to your house Clover!»
«It’s perfect! My mom is out of town on Friday night! Let’s Invite her over Friday and say that were….were…going over Shopping Things!»
«Yea!» chimed in the other three girls.
So they put there plan into action, when Friday came the girls invited Mandy over.
«Well, since I don’t have any dates that night, sure I’ll come!»
«Great «said Clover, «Come over at 9 and will have a few drinks before starting the night…»
And so Friday night came…
«Hi Girls!!!»
«Hi Mandy! We have a little Grey goose and some Red wine for you and then its on to the other things!»
Mandy did not ponder about the «other» things and was too absorbed in drinking her Red wine. After her first glass, she became loose and probably egocentric.
«Ok Mandy lets go up to my room!»
«Ok…» replied Mandy Groggily.
The girls ventured upstairs, taking time to start to loosen there clothing for the coming action. Mandy did not notice that she was going to be locked in for a little while…
Sam was the hero of the night, if she had not brought any wine or beer, Mandy probably would have ran out of the room while they were tying her up.
«Guys! What the fuck are you doing!? When my father hears…» but Mandy could not finish the sentence as a hand belonging to Clover had just shut it. Only muffles of Mandy and the ruffling of cloths could be heard as the Spies Stripped. Mandy, now with her hands tired around her back watched from the bed as all three Spies Stripped each other to the skin. «Sam, have your boobs gotten bigger since the last time I licked them?» Asked Alex as she made the move to Sam to begin using her uncanny ability of massaging tits. «mmmm yeah they have, because I was thinking of you.» Same replied with the same groans Mandy was saying even though Clover was still covering her mouth…

Clover got quite hot after watching Sam and Alex start to masturbate each other and turned her attention to helpless Mandy. «Ill make you cum like 10 times for all the bullshit you pull at school» Clover whispered into Mandy’s ear. Mandy was now quite unsure of her-self and wanted out. She looked for a way out as her feet had not been tied. She was a closed door and looked for clover to see if she could get away. Clover had left her post as Guard and was now about 4 feet away moving things around in a drawer. Mandy had a feeling she did not want to know what Clover was looking for. During all this time Alex and Sam were locked in a huge Kiss while there hands fingered each other and massaged each other. Glorious moans of «ooooh» and harder could be hear from there beautiful mouths.
Clover found what she was looking for; a 12 in dildo, a strap on, and a Vibrater that she herself had spent much time with. She also though about using her new 4 way Vibrater which cost quite a lot, but decided to save It for later. She turned around with her Treasure trove of Pleasure in her hands and saw Mandy standing up! She quickly went into spy mode and even with the stuff still in her hands, pushed many back onto the bed.
«Oh no my dear Mandy» said Clover as she stroked her still clothed boobs, «you have some payments due and me and the girls are looking to collect tonight. Make sure you have it in cold hard cash too.» Clover told Mandy as she started to massage her boobs even more. Alex and Sam where still looked in embrace standing, oblivious that Clover had just restrained Mandy.
Mandy was a one time sex girl. Sure she may not wear panties anymore but who could say the thongs not sexy? Mandy had only had sex once, at her Joiner prom last year and did not have a very good experience. Her partner, an inane fool by the name of Beck Martin had never really seen porn in video. He had playboy which only had pictures of girls naked, no other ever told him how to position himself. So he basically just tried places and if Mandy didn’t say no he went through.
It took him 2 tried and on the 2nd try he hit pussy. Mandy had a aftershock of just being prodded in the ass and did not feel much pleasure. Eventually her ass and pussy went numb from pleasure or pain. So she still dressed the norm which was to dress in short skirts and put clenex in your bra and she did both with flying colors.
The though of another Joiner prom night did not sound like something she wanted to have right now.
«Not again, not again» she thought to herself. But she knew she had been mean to clover and realized she was sorry. But before she could say these new found feeling of regret, a hand came up and she was forced down. Mandy had never eaten pussy before, from the small amounts of porn she watched she thought it looked enjoyable but she didn’t like the thought of herself eating a girl. Mandy had masturbated many times before and this was nothing new but the eating out…
she went face into Clovers crotch and found herself face to face with a shaved and wet pussy.
She wanted to try this new thing, but thought about where it had been. Clover though, gave her no choice and shoved her lips right onto it. Mandy who was very amateur started off with just quick kiss’s which gave some pleasure back to the owner.
«mmmm that’s a start, but start using your tongue bitch» advised Clover.
Mandy did not use her tongue as she found the idea a little icky. After 2 minutes of small or long kiss’s Clover wanted more effort on Mandy’s part.
She jerked Mandy’s head up level to her own and immanently put her tongue in Mandy’s mouth. Mandy thought about what Clover had just done, she pretty much liked her own juices, eww she thought but could not collect her thought anymore as Clover was getting increasingly aggressive with her sexual drive and she began to feel quite horny herself. As she made out with deep tongue with clover she moved to get more thrust into Clovers mouth. As she moved her panties were wet. She had not noticed but they where quite wet. Her mind might not have wanted too but her body just couldn’t say no.
Clover started undressing her from the pants up. In a matter of 10 minutes of making out with naked clover she had no panties on and Clover was on top of her. Humping her leg sometimes and moaning with Alex and Same, who amazingly where still not done kissing. Sam had began to eat out Alex while Alex Masturbated using her boobs.
Both Clovers and Mandy’s pussy juice was coming out at somewhat large rates. Clover soon stopped forcing Mandy to do it and brought her back up to her, then Alex and Sam got on the bed with them with strange things on there crouches. «What are those you have on?» Mandy asked in a snooty voice. None of the girls answers as once again Clover held her down and her bare ass was now up in the air.
Oh shit Mandy thought, I’m goanna get fucked doggishly, I hope I don’t mess up, Mandy thought. Sam got under her and got into potion so Alex could have a great view of her ass. Clover, still holding her down began to make out with Mandy, with tongue. Alex was now ready and she first went in. she had been busy lubing her fake dick up and Sam had already penetrated Mandy.
«uuuuuhhhhhAAEEYYIE» came out of Mandy as Alex joined the Dildo Party.
«uh uh uh UH UH UH UH» Is what came out of Mandy as both girls began a motion.
«uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhHHHHHHHHHHHH» Mandy said as once again Alex penetrated her ass. It was not bleeding but was still painful.
«Mandy, Shut the fuck up before I make you!» Alex told her, but Sam was ahead of her and put a dildo in her mouth instead of kissing her. Now all that could be heard was «MMMMMMMMmMMmmmmmMMMMMMM» from Mandy’s muffled mouth.
And so this continued for almost 70 minutes. Mandy came about 5 or 6 times before it was all over and was covered in her own juice. The clock by Clovers bed said 11:00 o ‘clock. Though the quad vibrator was never used, clover came anyways, they each thought out the hour came by switching the strap ons, and being eat out by Mandy. By the end of the night, they were all soaked, cumed out, and Sleepy.
«mmmm yeah thanks again Mandy, that was pretty fun and we got you good to you little bitch» proclaimed Sam. «maybe we should do this again if you piss us off Mandy…»
«mmmmMMMM» was all Mandy could say.
When they were all dressed again (the spies) took all of Mandy’s displaced cloths and threw them out of Clovers house with the owner. Mandy was then able to take the Dildo still in her mouth out, and walk home. She though about how much she liked that but hated the anal part. She couldn’t walk straight now as she was double fucked so hard. Blood was dripping out but Mandy continued walking home naked. The clock read 1:23 AM
THE END

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My wife and her friend now work in partnership to train and humiliate me, whilst discovering their Lesbian tendencies.

I had been away on a course for work for just over two weeks, which gave Julie, my wife’s best friend who was blackmailing me, ample time to influence my wife, Sue, in the benefits of pursuing a female-led marriage, and when I returned home, I was soon to learn on how effective she had been.

I walked through the door and found them both on the settee in deep conversation.

“Hi,” said Sue. “Good trip,” she enquired?

“Yes,” I said hesitantly, looking at them both and wondering what they had been discussing.

“Come over here Mark,” she said, “There’s something I need to discuss with you.”

I was like a naughty boy, standing Infront of them both, but felt I had no option, as Julie was looking at me intently, almost warning me not to disobey any instructions.

“As Julie is my best friend, we have been discussing how we could improve our marriage and make it even more successful,” said Sue. “And she’s come up with some really good suggestions.”

“Oh,” I said with mock surprise.

“Would you like to hear them?” She said.

I answered “Yes” enthusiastically, as Julie had already warned me of punishment if I didn’t.

From my reaction, Sue obviously thought that I was excited about this new progression, and then spent the next hour telling me how she felt it would be much better if she took control of our relationship in all matters, from decision making, money, daily tasks, and of course sex, as in her opinion, I had been a bit selfish in that department. And that all decision making would now be down to her, with no backchat, just the words “Yes Sue”, now required. She said that we would act normally in front of our friends and family, but I was to show respect at all times whilst we were visiting, and give small indicators as to my true status, such as always agreeing with her opinion in conversation etc., to make them suspicious and introduce the notion that I was probably pussy whipped anyway. By adopting these changes, Sue felt that both our lives would be much easier and fulfilled.

Knowing I had to agree to avoid Julies wrath I said, “Well there seems to be a lot of changes for me, but your probably right, so I’ll do my best to make it work for us both.”

Julie sat silently at her side smirking, as I knew this was all her doing, and that I had no choice but to go along with it. She knew she was controlling me through Sue, who was blissfully unaware that she was being used.

“Julie has already told me everything about you approaching her for advice on this, as you felt embarrassed, and wanted to turn to a trusted friend for direction, and she tells me that she has given you some intimate training to help us. I know you did this to help our marriage, so I’m not angry that our friend has seen you naked, or given you correctional instruction. After all, it is for our benefit, isn’t it?” She said.

I now knew that Julie had completely convinced Sue that this was the right direction to go, and with my positive reaction, I had sealed my fate.

“Julie says you asked her to help you choose some different clothes for our new arrangement,” said Sue.

This was part of the uniform that Julie had forced me to buy and ware when she visited when Sue was out, and consisted, amongst other things, of a tight pair of pink satin shorts and a T-shirt, which were deliberately designed to cut up close to the body and show every contour when worn and be uncomfortable at the same time. Both garments were printed with the words “Wanker”, in big gold letters across the front for maximum humiliation for me.

“Go and put them on,” said Sue. “Let’s have a look.”

I felt I had no option but to comply, so went and changed. When I came back, the girls burst into laughter, as they viewed my new look.

“As you can see,” said Julie, “You can see the full outline of his torso, and more importantly a full outline of his cock” she laughed.

“Good choice of name,” said Sue viewing the print on the shorts. Clearly, you’ve wanted this change of lifestyle for some time, Mark,” said Sue laughing. “I’m glad we’re all agreed on the way forward,” she said turning to Julie.

“Thanks for helping me with this,” she said. “I would never have known that Mark wanted to be so subservient if you weren’t such a good friend and alerted me.”

“It’s what friends are for,” Julie said with mock sympathy. “You would do the same for me.”

“Don’t you think now would be a good time to start his training?” Julie said, completely ignoring me.

“I suppose so,” said Sue.

“Drinks perhaps?” said Julie.

“Mark, be a sweetie and make us both a coffee,” she asked.

“No, no, no,” said Julie in an exasperated tone. “You have to get used to issuing short direct instructions, with no please or thank you. It’s for his own good,” she said.

“I’m not sure how to do that,” said Sue.

“I’ll show you,” Julie replied, and with that shouted, “Get us both coffees now wanker, and be quick about it if you want to avoid punishment.”

I was so conditioned from my earlier encounters with Julie in taking instructions that I didn’t hesitate and did I was told.

“Biscuits,” Julie commanded, as I served them both their drinks.

Again, I did as I was told and went back into the kitchen to get some.

Sue looked astonished, but impressed on how her friend had handled the situation.

“I’ll try and do better next time,” she mouthed to Julie.

“Don’t worry,” said her friend sympathetically. “We all have to start somewhere.”

“I couldn’t help notice that you mentioned punishment if he failed to do as he was told?” Sue inquired. “How does that work?”

I was disheartened to hear that I had already been demoted to a “He” in their conversation.

“Oh yes,” said Julie. “You mustn’t be afraid to use one of them if your instructions are not carried out exactly as you wish. It’s for his own good.”

“One of them?” My wife questioned.

“Oh yes, there is a range for you to choose from,” said Julie. “For example, how about standing him in a corner with fingers on lips, legs apart, with his shorts down, being totally silent. Or his hands tied behind the back, and then you apply Deep Heat cream to his cock to watch him squirm as it takes effect. Or there’s the over the knee arse beating, or writing pointless lines, like in school, only to rip them up in front of him when he’s done hundreds. You can use these at any time he pisses you off, or even if he’s not done anything, but just feel like it because you’re in a bad mood. It’s entirely up to you.” She said matter-of-factly.

“My favorite is spoiled orgasm,” she laughed.

“What’s that?” asked my wife.

“Well, you start by not letting him come for quite a few days,” she said. “And when his sack’s full, and he’s gagging for it, you tie his hands behind his back so he can’t touch his dick, and make him stand in front of you whilst you get seated comfortably. Then you get his dick out and toss him off slowly. But just when you feel he’s about to cum, and the spunk’s rising to the tip, you quickly remove your fingers and spoil the shoot. It also has the added benefit of watching him frantically shag in mid-air as he tries to get some stimulation, and only produces a dribbly spurt of spunk out of his cock end. It’s very amusing,” she added.

“And if you wanted even more fun, you could sit on the settee, with him standing in front of you. He could then be ordered to Face Time his mother and have a chat, with you just out of camera shot. You could then undo, and pull down his pants, and wank him off whilst he’s talking to her, and perhaps record the event on your phone, especially the cum shot, as he shoots a full load in the air in front of her, whilst trying to remain in control.”

“How deviously entertaining,” Sue laughed.

“But isn’t all this a bit harsh?” My wife pondered.

“Do you love him?” Julie asked.

“Yes,” Said Sue.

“Well then it’s your duty as head of the household to ensure he is well disciplined,” said Julie. “You would be failing him if you didn’t,” she said.

“Oh, I see,” said Sue in an enlightened tone. “That makes sense. I’ll use all of them in the future if that’s the case,” she said.

“So,” Julie said slowly. “When we spoke earlier, you said that there’s a lot of daily jobs that you didn’t like doing. Isn’t that right?

“Yes, that’s true,” said Sue. “I don’t particularly like any housework including the cleaning, hoovering, washing, ironing or polishing windows. In fact, I hate all of it,” she laughed.

“Well can I suggest that you make a list of all those, and any others that your just too lazy to do, or can’t be bothered with, and give it to him to complete on a daily basis. Then all you have to do is inspect them so they’re up to your standard. Your role will be to sit on the settee and watch that he does them properly,” she said.

I tried to protest. “But I don’t know how to use the washer, or how to iron,” I said.

“Well I will show you once, and then you will,” snapped Sue. Which took us all by surprise with her ferocity.

“Yes Sue,” I said meekly.

“Well done,” said Julie. “Your beginning to get the hang of things.”

“Yes,” said my wife. “I believe I am,” she said with a chuckle.

“How do you think I should handle the money issue?” Sue asked her friend feverishly. “At the moment he controls the accounts,” she said.

“Oh no,” said Julie. “You can’t let that continue. The accounts should be in your name only, with all monies paid in there, so that you control all income. He must ask you to sanction any spending on himself, like season tickets, golf, hobbies etc., and if you don’t agree, that’s an end to it. It goes without saying, that you can spend on what you like, without ever asking him for permission,” she said.

“I suggest spending the season ticket money on extra shoes for yourself,” she added.

My heart sank as I heard my wife say, “Sounds very sensible.”

“Oh look,” she suddenly said, “He’s left all his work stuff in the hall again. That really pisses me off,” she said testily.

“Well we can’t have that,” Julie exclaimed. “Don’t you think this would be an ideal chance to explore your first punishment session,” she said excitedly.

“How?” Said Sue.

Julie leaned over and whispered something in her ear, and my wife’s face suddenly had a broad grin on it, and she said, “Oh I see.”

“Over my knee,” Sue commanded me.

A bit shocked, I did as I was told.

In the next instant, I felt her pull down my shorts and reveal my exposed cheeks. There was a slight pause before I felt a light smack on my arse.

“That won’t do,” I heard Julie shout. “You have to take your arm right back into the air like this, get a plimsol so you don’t hurt your hand, and then bring it down very quickly with force on to his cheeks, and he should howl if you’ve got it right,” she said.

“Won’t it hurt?” Enquired my wife.

“That’s the whole point,” said Julie. “He won’t learn if you don’t do it properly, and then it’ll be your fault if he does it again,” she said.

“Sorry,” Sue said to her friend. “You’re right as usual. I’ll do it properly this time.”

With that, she started raining slap after slap on my exposed buttocks with her gym shoe, with the force I had only come to expect from Julie in our earlier encounters.

“When do I stop?” My wife asked her friend.

“How much of a bitch do you feel?” Came her reply.

“A lot,” Sue retorted, “He always pisses me off when he does that.”

“Well, in that case, go as long as you fucking well want,” smiled Julie.

With that, both girls erupted into fits of laughter, as my wife continued to smack my arse, turning it red, while I howled in discomfort.

“If the noise gets on your nerves, you can gag his mouth and order him to suck on your used panties from the washing basket. Crotch first for flavour obviously,” Julie said as an afterthought.

“Great idea,” said Sue.

“You won’t be leaving your stuff there again, will you Mark?” She hissed at me.

“No, never again,” I squealed.

“See how effective it is,” I heard Julie say to her friend.

“I would never have believed it,” Sue replied.

Julie continued, “The best thing is, you don’t even have to have a reason to do it. If you’ve had a bad day at the office, with the men pissing you off, pull him straight over your knee as soon as he walks through the door, and take it out on his male arse,” she said.

“Wow, that sounds a fantastic idea. What a stress buster” Sue exclaimed.

After about twenty minutes of punishment, the girls decided it was time for their wine break, and I was duly dispatched to open a bottle and serve them both.

Having been warned that from now on I was only to speak when addressed, the girls continued to chat between themselves as though I was invisible.

“I hope you won’t think me presumptuous,” Julie said to my wife, “But there is a further over the knee training procedure you really should master.”

“Oh,” said Sue. “What’s that?”

Julie reached over to her bag and opened the top to reveal its contents to my wife.

“Really?” Sue laughed.

“Most definitely.” Said Julie, knowing from her friend’s reaction, that she trusted her judgment.

“Please could you guide me, as this is all new to me?” My wife asked Julie.

“With pleasure,” came her reply.

With that, Julie laid three vibrators on to the coffee table in front of them both. The first was a medium-size, followed by a large, and then extra-large, which looked very imposing.

I was now looking at my new torment.

Now more confident, Sue barked, “Back over my knee, now”

I took up my position immediately, fearful of even more punishment if I didn’t.

After pulling my shorts down once more, I heard Julie authoritatively say to my wife “First, part the cheeks, and apply lube, like so.”

“Got it.” I heard my wife say.

“Next, take the medium fun stick, and slowly push it fully into his arse. When you’ve done that, slide it in and out until its moves freely. Then switch on the motor so it has full stimulation, and watch his cock go ridged.”

“When it’s a full boner, apply lube to his dick and slowly toss him off,” Julie said.

“Why would I do that? My wife asked in puzzlement.

“So you can bring him close to orgasm, then stop, so he can’t shoot his load unless you expressly say so.” Said Julie. “This is called edging, and by doing so, you can keep him uncomfortably horny for the whole session, and indeed all day if you wish, stopping and starting without letting him come. You can watch his cock produce loads of precum that will wet his pants, which you can make him wear all day, and you can replenish with more wanking if they start to dry out. You can also force him to be nice to you, even when you go out, knowing he’s desperately frustrated and would normally be very moody.” She said knowledgeably. “Why not have a laugh, and do it when you go to visit his parents, knowing that while you’re all chatting away, you have their son sitting in a pool of spunk of your making, that you intend to top up, every time they go out of the room,” Julie said with a wry smile.

“That sounds fun,” said Sue. “His mother’s a stuck-up cow anyway. Knowing that I’ve ordered her darling son to leak spunk all over her precious furniture, is brilliant,” she chuckled.

“And so, what are these other two vibrators for?” Asked my wife.

“Well,” said Julie, “Your bound to get bored with just the one, so to keep him on his toes, the larger one is to start stretching his arsehole, and get him used to the much bigger motors, and of course its great fun for you, which is the most important thing,” she concluded.

“I know it’s a big ask, but do you think you are ready to get this one to fit?” She said, picking up the largest one and handing it to my wife.

“It’s like the size of a tree trunk,” mused Sue, “But I’ll certainly give it a try.” And with that, she promptly removed the medium one from my arse, and proceeded to push the monster in. After a while, there came a hoot of triumph from them both as Sue shouted, “Wow, I’ve managed to get it all in, so all I have to do now is to switch it on, and make sure I can shag his arse with It,” she said excitedly.

“Fantastic,” Julie exclaimed, as she watched her newly experienced friend flick the start switch on the huge dildo, and then freely maneuver it in and out of my massively stretched hole with ease. I felt it was like a pneumatic drill which kept getting deeper and deeper into my arse.

Whilst still over my wife’s knee, with my hole completely stretched and vibrating, and my rock-hard cock dripping like a tap between my legs, Julie leaned over to her bag, reached inside, and shouted, “Surprise.”

“What is it?” My wife asked.

“It’s what they call a strap on,” replied Julie.

Sue, who was always pretty naive about the sex toy world, said, “How does it work?

“Well, you step into this harness here, like you were putting on a pair of panties. Then you pull it right up your legs, and snuggly fasten the belt around your waist so its firmly in place, and doesn’t move, like so.” She demonstrated.

“But it looks like you’ve grown a dick.” My wife exclaimed.

“Exactly,” said Julie. “And where do we put dicks?” She jokily asked Sue.

“In a pussy.” My wife replied excitedly.

“Exactly.” Said Julie. And while gesturing to me, said, “And if you will permit me, I will take this big pussy, and fill his small pussy with it.” She laughed, whilst comically waving the phallus from side to side.

“Be my guest.” Said Sue.

Julie instructed me to go over to the settee and bend over the back. Once there I felt her approach behind me, take a moment to adjust herself, and then feel for my opening with her fingers, before pushing the mammoth tool into my bum.

Sue look mesmerized by the whole performance as Julie happily shagged my arse with gusto, as though I was a bitch on heat who needed a good seeing to, and with such depth that the waist straps were slapping on my cheeks as she thrust with force into my orifice. Sue, having already fully stretched my arse earlier, it meant that she didn’t have to work too hard to achieve maximum penetration effect.

“Wow, that was awesome.” Enthused my wife, after Julie had finished.

“Well, now he knows what us ladies experience, when men are unwantedly trying to stick their dicks in us.” Laughed Julie.

“And speaking of experiences, isn’t it time you thought of how to manage his selfish sexual appetite that you’ve unfairly had to deal with?” She said, with concern.

“I suppose I should,” replied Sue. “This new knowledge and experience has made me quite horny, and normally, I would just have to put up with it.” She added. “Mark won’t give me oral sex as he says he doesn’t like it, but I’m always expected to suck his dick, and sex is always on his terms, when, where, and how he wants,” she said gloomily.

“Well not anymore.” Said Julie.

“Can I ask you as a friend, is your pussy wet and tingling?” She enquired.

“Yes.” My wife said sheepishly.

“Don’t be embarrassed,” said Julie, “There are no secrets between the two of us. I just want my friend to be completely sexually happy and satisfied.”

“Can I suggest that now you know that sex is on your terms, and only when you want it, that you start with Marks tongue to satisfy your needs, and I must be honest here, and admit that, knowing this day would come, I took the liberty of training him earlier, working on my pussy, so he was fully prepared when it came to your turn. I hope you’re not angry with me?” Julie simpered.

“Absolutely not,” said Sue, “I wouldn’t have known where to start, I’m so grateful that you’re very caring, and thought of my predicament.”

“Well then, let’s get started,” said Julie. “Should I issue the command or you? She laughed.

“Let me do it,” said Sue excitedly, and with that, said to me in a bold voice, “Kneel between my legs, take my jeans and panties off, and lick my pussy now,” she commanded.

“Don’t forget to tell him exactly how you like your clit to be licked, and how you want your pussy juices sucked” Julie said with concern. “Don’t forget that he’s only there for your pleasure, so make sure you’re completely satisfied with his tongue,” she added.

I knew the two of them had me right where they wanted, and so as not to antagonize them, I positioned myself on my knees between Sues legs as instructed and reached up, and began to remove her jeans and panties.

“Careful moron,” bellowed Julie, as both girls erupted in laughter.

“Do you mind if I supervise his training?” Enquired Julie

“Not at all,” replied Sue.

With that Julie knelt by the side of me so we were both Infront of Sue’s gaping pussy and open legs. She then said, “Right wanker, you are to lean forward and lavish a long tender kiss on your wife’s pussy lips, and I would get used to them, as they are the only lips you’ll be kissing from now on, unless otherwise instructed. You will also give her oral sex whenever she wants, with maximum tongue action, and suction, and the fact you don’t like it is of no importance” she laughed.

I did as I was told, and spent the next ten minutes gently kissing Sue’s pussy as the girls monitored my performance. I then confirmed that I understood that Sue now had the right to demand that her cunt be licked whenever she felt like it, even if it meant I was late for visits, or work.

“Now,” Julie said, “You are to push your tongue right up your wife’s pussy, licking and sucking until told to stop.”

Which I did.

This went on for some time, and I noticed that the girls were totally ignoring me whilst I carried out my task, as they became deep in conversation, as well as taking, and making several phone calls, sending texts, shopping online, and even playing games, as though I was not even in the room.

“Time for those orgasms we talked about,” Julie suddenly said to my wife. “How many do you fancy?” She asked.

“Well, I’m usually lucky if I get one, so that would be a start,” came the reply.

“Fuck that,” shouted Julie in horror. “He’ll start at three, and if he doesn’t get you there, he knows what he’ll get,” she said threateningly.

“Now, concentrate that tongue of yours on your wife’s clit. Part her lips, and I want to see it darting back and forth across that bud for the next hour, and I don’t care how tired or sore you get, she’d better have a minimum of three orgasms when you’ve finished, or else,” she warned.

Sue looked as though all her Christmases had come at once, and warmly thanked her friend.

“Think nothing of it,” Julie said. “You can demand this whenever you want now,” she added.

She continued, “Imagine him whining about not cumming, or moaning that you’re late to visit to his parents who are always time conscious, and he begins to get on your tits. All you would have to do is snap your fingers, which would be the signal for him to shut up, and drop to his knees in front of you, undo your jeans, move your panties to one side, and lick, and suck your pussy for as long as you want. It would mean extra unlimited orgasms, plus you’ve shut him up with a mouth full of your wet cunt, all whilst making him deliberately late for his time obsessed cow of a mother, just because you can. You might even ring her up whilst in the act, and say that you have been unavoidably delayed and will get there when you can, just to wind her up, all as her precious son has been instructed on to his knees tonging your clit. Why not take the opportunity to have a glass of wine, or send some texts, or chat to friends on the mobile, or even ring his best friend, and flirt with him wildly over the phone, before cancelling Marks pub meet with the boy’s later on, just to teach him a lesson and make a point.”

Sue was clearly impressed and after she had shuddered wildly from her third orgasm, said, “That will do me for now, maybe some more later. What about you?” She inquired of her friend. “Aren’t you a teensy bit horny?” She asked.

“Oh, its fine,” said Julie, I’ve got used to going without as I’m single. Anyway, he’s your husband and must see to your needs, and I must make tracks home, as I’ve a lot of housework I need to catch up on,” she said.

“Nonsense,” said Sue. “It’s only fair that you have use of the house facilities, especially as you helped train him,” she giggled. “And as for all those jobs, well under the new arrangement, I’ve decided that they are his from now on. We can arrange a weekly time when he comes round and does all your chores, stark bollock naked if you wish. That also includes cleaning your car in and out, so you don’t have to worry what you drop in there, as it will be him cleaning it out” she added. “You just need to put your feet up and catch up on Netflix while he performs his duties around the place. I hope you don’t mind him handling your bras and panties when he’s ironing them for you?” She laughed.

“Well, if you put it that way, how can I refuse,” said Julie enthusiastically.

My wife pointed to her friend’s crotch and said: “Mark, I can see another pair of jeans and panties that need removing.”

Traumatized from my ordeal, I meekly crawled over to where Julie was sitting and gingerly undid her jeans, and then removed her panties.

My wife asked Julie if she could return the favour, and supervise my licking of her friend’s pussy, as she felt it was only good manners to do so.

“You’re getting even better at this,” said Julie laughing, as she parted her legs.

I realized from the start that she was really horny, as she became very wet and aroused almost immediately.

“My, we are wet today,” said my wife to her friend. “But don’t worry I’ll make sure it’s done properly,” she laughed.

My tongue and lips were then ordered to work ferociously, licking, kissing and sucking, for the next forty minutes, in which time Julie came four times. It was after this forth eruption that she unexpectedly reached forward and embraced my wife’s face with her hands, whilst French kissing through her lips at the same time.

I was shocked at what I saw, and waited for my wife protests of anger, but instead, after looking startled for a moment, she also reached out and embraced her friends face, and continued the kiss with enthusiasm. We remained in our positions for the next ten minutes, me, licking Julies pussy, not daring to stop, and my wife and her friend locked in a passionate embrace just above my head.

After the two girls eventually broke free, Julie said, “I’m sorry, I couldn’t help myself.” To which my wife replied, “Think nothing of it, I’ve often wondered what it would be like if we two made out,” she laughed. And with that, they both locked lips again in a passionate embrace, and had no qualms in taking it further this time, by urgently thrusting their respective hands between each other’s legs, and forcing several fingers into each other’s wet pussies, whilst also sucking on each other’s breasts that they had hastily pulled from beneath their tops.

I was quickly pushed away from Julies inner thighs whilst my wife explored her moist hidden depths.

When the girls released each other after what seemed an eternity, they quickly realized I was still kneeling Infront of them. I remained silent, as I was not permitted to say anything unless invited to, but they eventually dispatched me to fetch wine for them both, whilst they casually talked about what just happened, and how both of them had enjoyed it, and wanted a regular reoccurrence.

“So, Mark,” my wife said to me whilst I poured her wine. “That’s something else you’ll have to get used to going forward,” she chuckled. “I do feel sorry for him having to do all this learning in one day,” she said to her friend whilst giggling.

After a short period of recovery, both girls agreed that they were still horny and could do with even more action. My wife now full of confidence brazenly suggested to her friend that she could have me lie on my back with a hard-on, and she would ride my cock, whilst her friend could sit on my face using my tongue and nose in her pussy. Then they could change places, so they could enjoy both ends.

“Are you sure you don’t mind me riding, and using your husbands ‘cock?” Asked Julie.

“Not at all,” said Sue, “It’s not cheating, as I’m here as well,” she reasoned.

“Well, in that case, it would be impolite to refuse.” Laughed Sue.

I was ordered to move the coffee table sideways, so there was room Infront of the TV, and was then instructed to lie on my back on the floor.

Under the watchful eye of Julie, my wife began wanking my dick until it was rock hard, and then mounted it. Julie quickly lifted her leg so that she had one either side of my ear whilst facing my wife. Sue then began moving her hips back and forth riding my cock, whilst at the same time, Julie moved her hips in the same fashion, grinding her pussy forward and back over my mouth and shouting, “Lick,” then riding my nose with her cunt sliding it in and out in a frenzied fucking motion, while I gasped for air.

The two girls were now becoming very excited and even wetter, and instinctively leaned forward and began caressing and kissing each other whilst taking full advantage of my predicament.

After some time had passed, they swapped places, and I felt Julies cunt grip my member whilst my wife’s wet pussy engulfed my mouth and nose. In later months, my wife would feed me a large dose of Viagra before her friend came over, so they could ride my rock-hard cock for as long as they liked, with no loss of stiffness, as though it was a toy.

I had already been warned that spunking for me was out of the question, and not to even consider it, or ask for it.

When both girls had achieved many orgasms and had used me for as long as they wished, they slumped exhausted on to the settee, and a wicked grin came over Julie’s face, as she said, “You know, it’s not very fair that Mark’s not been allowed to cum. And we all know it’s the man’s responsibility to taste and dispose of his cum, so he knows what his wife used to have to do. So if Mark was to put the wooden coffee table in front of us, and lie on his back on it, and pull his legs over his head, so his dick was just above his mouth, we could toss him off and then he could shoot into his mouth and swill the spunk around his lips and mouth before swallowing, and rectify this situation” Julie laughed.

“What a great idea,” said my wife.

Julie then watched in puzzlement as Sue produced a family bag Maltesers, and shared them out equally between them both, and excitedly announced that they could use them as counters for putting bets on, like, who could get me wettest with precum, or who could get my cock furthest into my mouth, or who could eventually get me to shoot my load. “It will be great fun,” she enthused.

Knowing I had no option but to let them gamble with my dick, I placed the coffee table back Infront of them, and lay on top as instructed. Both of my ankles were grabbed by the girls who yanked my legs over my head, instantly positioning my dick just Infront of my lips.

As I work out at the gym several times a week, it meant I was quite supple, and so it didn’t take much effort to push down on my upturned legs and force my cock even further towards my mouth.

“Open,” shouted my wife, before pushing down even more and forcing my dick in my mouth.

“Three to you for getting it in,” Julie said to Sue laughing, passing over three Maltesers.

Julie then instructed, “Lick and suck it.”

“Three to you for getting him to do that,” laughed my wife, whilst passing them back.

“Now Mark,” my wife said, “We’re going to take it in turns to toss you off, whilst you continue to suck your dick. When you can hold on to your cum no longer, you are to raise your hand and position the end of your cock just in front of your lips, which are to be open, with your tongue sticking straight out ready to receive your spunk. We will then give your cock six continuous pulls each until one of us gets you to come on their turn, and they will be the winner. Now stay in that position while we both stake bets on who will be successful. Understand?” She said.

I nodded my head.

The girls had great fun playing their new game, and when my balls were ready to empty, I raised my hand as instructed, and they began competitively shouting encouragement on the outcome as though it was a dog race.

There was a triumphant cry of, “Yes,” as Julie forced me to shoot a huge load of bitter-tasting spunk into my mouth, which also trailed on my face and lips, whilst my wife shouted, “Bitch” in mock annoyance, and pushed over her half bag of the Maltesers to her friend.

As the winner, Julie now took the lead, and instructed me to swill the cum around my mouth and lips, and also gargle with it, before asking if I had got the full flavour of it, to which I nodded. I was then given the instruction to, “Swallow,” which I did, and then ordered to open wide to show that it had all been consumed, with only a shiny residue left on my lips and inside my mouth.

In one of the later sessions like this, Julie asked my wife, would she mind if she supervised some extra training for me to teach me how to piss into my own mouth and swallow, from this position, as it would be a good lesson for me how my piss tasted, and also in recycling, which I was poor at, plus it would be quite funny at the same time. Julie said she wanted to give her a completed demonstration as part of her present to Sue for her birthday, which was due soon.

My wife was delighted at her friend’s thoughtfulness and consideration, and said, she couldn’t wait.

Julie teased, “I have an early birthday gift in my bag now which you can have if you’d like?”

Intrigued, my wife said, “Oh yes,” and watched as Julie reached into her bag and produced a long metal shiny tube in the shape of a penis.

“What is it?” Asked my wife.

“It’s a chastity cage for men,” came her reply.

“What does it do?” said Sue.

“You slip the main part shaped like a cock over his dick, right up to his balls, then you lock it in place with this little clasp at the back of his sack, and secure it with this lock so it can’t be removed,” she explained. “He can pee normally and hide it discreetly in his underwear, and generally go about everyday tasks, but he can’t get a hard-on, or have a crafty wank or spunk, whilst wearing it, and as you would have both keys, it means you have complete control of his cock and balls, for your use only, whenever you feel like it, as well as extra control of him, as you can deny him orgasms for as long as you like until you decide he’s earned it. And all this whilst you are free to have as many as you like using his cock, mouth and fingers.”

“What a brilliant idea,” said Sue, and with that, ordered me to stand in front of them both.

“Mark, I’m doing this for your own good,” she said sternly. “We both know that you play with your dick far too much, which is not good for you, and denies me pleasure, so I’m going to fit this device on your cock right now, so we can have an end to that type of nonsense. Your cock should always be ready for my use whenever I want.

You are also to thank Julie for all the effort and work she’s put in on our behalf in rectifying this issue, and in recognition of this, I will be giving her the spare key, so she also has access to your cock whenever she feels horny,” she concluded, smiling at her friend.

“Thank you very much, Julie, I’m very grateful for all your help. My cock and tongue will be at your disposal whenever you want” I heard myself reluctantly say.

Julie turned to Sue and gave her a huge kiss on the lips and said, “Thanks for the gift, I will use his cock and mouth well. You know how desperately horny I can get sometimes,” she laughed.

With that I felt the cold the metal envelop my dick, as the device was fitted, and with a distinct clicking sound, it was locked in place. My cock was now in a prison to which only the two women had access, to satisfy whatever urges they had.

“I see he still goes to the gym,” Julie casually mentioned to her friend, whilst looking at my kit.

“Yes,” said Sue. “I will remove the device just before he goes, so it’s not obvious in the men’s changing room, and then put it back on him as soon as he gets home,” she said.

“Well speaking of the men’s changing room, wouldn’t you like to know what some of his yummy mates are packing in their pants?” Sue mused. “We’d never get to access that imagery normally, would we?” She said with a mischievous grin.

“Well, no,” concluded Sue. “And I must admit I’ve often had horny thoughts and wondered about their cock sizes when I’ve seen some of the bulges in his friend’s shorts at his football practice,” she admitted.

“Well how about we buy one of those tiny micro cameras from Amazon, and get him to discreetly photograph the cock sizes of all his friends when they’re in the changing room. He could then log them in size and girth order, and we’d know exactly what’s in their pants,” she laughed.

“What a great idea,” my wife agreed, and informed me that from now on it was one of my duties to compile the “Cock Book,” as it was to be called. I was to populate and keep it fully up to date with pictures and measurements of all my friend’s dicks, with a picture of mine next to each one if was bigger than me, indicating how much longer, or wider it was, so the girls could accurately access length and width, compared to mine. This information gave them total access to know what each of the players was hiding in their pants, and what each of their wives and girlfriends was receiving in their pussy.

It became a regular occurrence when a new guy joined the gym, or team, for me to obtain the required information, and present it, stood in front of the relaxing women in our lounge, with dropped shorts to demonstrate size, if the new guy was bigger than me. It always gave them a huge kick to know that when we met my friends and their partners, that the two girls knew exactly how big each man’s cock was, and how many inches each woman was receiving.

Julie suddenly looked at her watch and said, “I really will have to go, as I have a hair appointment due soon, but perhaps we have just enough time for one last round of fun if you’re up for it?” She said to my wife. And with that she pulled Sue over towards her, where they both had whispered conversations, intermingled with hoots of laughter.

Julie then positioned herself directly in front of me sitting on the couch, with my wife kneeling next to me on the floor. Sue instructed me to once more remove Julie’s panties, which I did, and her friend then leisurely opened and spread her legs, revealing a swollen pussy enlarged from the earlier action. She then proceeded to lift her legs up from the floor towards her face, and by doing so, now displayed both her pussy and arse hole. My wife then picked up the open bag of Maltesers and one by one pushed quite a few into Julies cunt, and arse, intern.

Sue then gave me the command, “Retrieve,” as though I was a dog, and at the same time, I felt her push my head down towards Julies pussy and arse.

“Eat out both of those holes NOW, and swallow,” instructed my wife.

So as not to incur the wrath of my wife, I started on Julie’s pussy, pushing my tongue in, and up as far as it would go, trying to latch around each of the chocolates, which was very difficult, as I had to go deep in to reach them. But over a period of time, I had found the knack of doing it and managed to retrieve them one by one and swallow them down.

Her arse was definitely a trickier prospect, as it was a much tighter hole, so I asked if I could part her cheeks with my hands, so I could reach further in with my tongue, to which the girls agreed with much laughter. I carefully opened her crevice as much as I could and then plunged my tongue into it.

As I thought, it was much harder to penetrate and needed considerably more force and effort to retrieve each sweet, but again, I managed to lick and suck them out of her arse, and swallow them down.

The girls then erupted with laughter, as they realised that my face and mouth were covered in melted chocolate. They had originally decided that there was only enough time for one of them to be eaten out in this fashion, but after my performance, they both agreed that they had enjoyed it so much, it would be a shame for Sue to not have the same experience. So after licking Julies cunt and arse clean of melted chocolate, and pulling her panties up for her, she changed places with my wife, whereupon the whole scene was re-enacted again, only this time with my wife witnessing her cunt, and for the first time, her arse hole being eaten out by me.

Infract she enjoyed this part so much, that in times to come, I was instructed to lick her arse hole as many times as I was to lick her pussy. Sometimes she would lie on our bed for hours, and read a novel, with my tongue probing her arse, before she would then dismiss me to do household chores.

After I had checked that both girls arses and cunts were clean, dry, and free from pussy juice, and I had replaced their panties and jeans, as they had no intention of doing it themselves, and run around doing further pointless tasks for their amusement, Sue rose from the settee and had a last lingering kiss at the door with her friend, as she went to leave.

“Thanks for everything,” said Sue, “I feel much happier now Mark understands his new role,” she beamed.

“Glad you enjoyed it,” said Julie. “Same time next week?” she inquired.” And they both erupted in laughter as my wife said, “You bet.”

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I had been studying for what seemed forever. My finals were a week away and I felt like the semester had just started. This was my last round of finals. I completed my Thesis and all that stood in the way of me graduating were those damned finals.

As luck had it the biggest book on earth was the one I had my nose buried in. I felt hands roll up my upper back and onto my shoulders. It took me a moment to figure out if I were dreaming and that all the reading I had been doing for the past two weeks had finally gotten to me or if what I felt was real. As I turned my head she kissed my cheek. It was my roommate Sheri.

“Heya babe, I just came down to see if you wanted to take a break and have a little something to eat.” She grinned from ear to ear naughtily as the last of her sentence left her full lips. She was definitely up to something. We had fooled around a bit in our doom room, usually late at night, but it was becoming more and more frequent and I have to admit I was getting to the point where I looked forward to our nightly romps.

It was late in the evening and the library was pretty empty. She took my hand and led me back to the far end of the stacks, in the quantum physics section. No one was even close to being around there at this time of night. As soon as she reached the farthest corner she pulled me tightly against her as she pressed her back against the wall and the stack.

Our breasts pressed together as she continued to draw me in closer. Our lips met and she slipped her tongue into my mouth. We both moaned lightly into the kiss as our tongues rolled over each other. My hands began to wander her body as I moved my mouth from hers and began to kiss my way to her earlobe. The scent of her shampoo filled my nose as my face pressed against her long blonde hair while nibbling on her earlobe. She propped up her thigh to rest against my hip; my hand instinctively went to hold it up. I let my hand slide up and down her soft thigh as I continued to nibble at her ear and neck.

I rounded my hand up her thigh, under her plaid skirt and up to her firm ass I realized she hadn’t worn any panties. The thought of her naked pussy made me even more wet. I squeezed my thighs tightly together sending waves of pleasure from my swollen clit through my body. She giggled as soon as my hand touched her ass. “You planned all this didn’t ya?” I asked with a smirk. “Umm hmmm, you know I did babe.”

I could resist her anymore and looked frantically for something to have her sit on. I wanted to make her squirm. I spotted a cart with a few books thrown over the top. I quietly hurried over and brought it back to our little corner. After removing the scattered books I helped her on top and spread her legs wide revealing her shaven lips trying to hide under her short skirt.

I slid my hands up the sides of her thighs, pushing her skirt up to her hips. As I leaned forward her scent sent quivers down my body, so light and inviting. She began to lace her fingers into my long brown hair the closer my face came to her moistening pussy. I moaned lightly as I licked my lips in anticipation. I absolutely loved to eat her out; the taste of her pussy was sweeter than any dessert!

She squirmed subtly as my hair fell over my shoulders and tickled her inner thighs. The cart had her at just the right level that when I finally got down onto my knees, my mouth was inches from her pussy. I placed light kisses along her inner thighs as I worked my way to her wetness. Her skin quickly showed goose bumps as I continued to travel up her thighs.

At last I reached her sweetness and pressed my lips against her hairless pussy making her moan in eagerness. I let my tongue slip from between my lips and trace along her wet folds, her juices already flowing, filled my mouth with her delicate taste. I moaned as I pushed my tongue in between her lips and found her swollen clit. I rolled my warm tongue around the full length of her clit, hearing her moan my name as I did, urge me on!

I brought one hand down from her hips and teased her opening with a finger as my tongue continued to explore her tasty slit. I managed to look up at her with my face half buried in her pussy and grinned as I penetrated her wet hole with my finger. Her face showed her astonishment and relief as my finger filled her hole and her moans grew slightly louder. If she kept up we were going to get caught. With my tongue still rolling slowly over her clit I managed an “Shhhhh.” She got the point and softened her moans.

I began to work my finger in and out of her hole, feeling her squeeze tightly as I pushed it back in and slowly wiggle it around inside her canal, catching her g-spot then pulling back out. I started to quicken the pace with my tongue, lapping at her clit hungrily. I felt her hands press against the back of my head after I sped up. She pushed my face deeper into her pussy, making my tongue to press harder against her clit. “Ohhhhh yes right there! Don’t stop!” She moaned. I stayed exactly where I was when she said that and concentrated.

After a few moments of wild tongue wagging and finger fucking I felt her pussy start to spasm as her climax completely consumed her. She let out with a moan that would wake the dead. I continued on, helping her down from her orgasm. Her body shuddered and her breathing was gaspy, but she’d stopped moaning. Once I thought she was entirely down from her peak, I pulled back and licked my lips. “We should prolly get outta here.” She just giggled.

To this day I still think she moaned that loud on purpose.

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The first name of the woman in this story has been changed to conceal her identity. But the rest is true. This is my first story ever. I hope all of u will like it. 🙂

I am 25.Of mixed parentage.An Indian mother and a white father.I am pretty,cute and innocently sexy.My body is a lot like JLO’S and Salma Hayek’s before they lost all those curves.I have fuller and beautiful legs like Salma in the 90’s. My measurements are 36-26-37 and i am 5ft 6inches tall.I swim and work out regularly.Hence, i am curvy and firm and very feminine. I can drop jaws when i wear short dresses that reveal my legs and accentuate my curves.I like skirts too. 😉 I have black hair, dark brown eyes (almost black) and a wheatish complexion.I was aware of my sexuality at 15 and have been living it to the fullest.I was never confused.So i have the emotional and sexual freedom that most women only dream off. ¤I met Olivia Park for the first time in the elevator of my apartment complex about 1 year back.She was 36 years old. And was of korean descent.She was very beautiful and had a well formed body.An asian beauty. She was just 5ft 2inches tall.but was aptly endowed like Lucy Liu.Her puny body oozed sexuality.She was married. She defied her age and looked like she was 30.She wore a black backless dress the first time i saw her.She looked so hot.Her black hair and black eyes were so seductive.And i had a crush right away.We often met in the elevator or in the nearby stores.She was often accompanied by her husband.But that didnt stop her from giving me a welcoming smile everytime we ran into eachother.Her husband was a hot shot VP and was often away.She was an insurance consultant. ¤The first time we had a conversation was at the pool.I was wearing a dark blue swimsuit.I was sitting by the pool after my swim when Olivia got into the pool in a sexy flower patterned bikini.She smiled at me and swimmed to me and shook my hands.Then went on with her swim, often giving me a smile.When she was done,she sat next to me.We spoke about our jobs,life, rent,etc.Then she asked me about my boy friend.When i revealed to her that i was a lesbian,she was suprised.But she didnt have any apprehensions.She gave me and approving smile.But i could sense a curiosity in her smile and a twinkle in her eyes. Then we went our ways.After a week i met her again in the elevator.We smiled and spoke.But her smile was very sensual and i felt like she was silently eyeing me when i wasnt looking.Her husband wasnt in town and she was too lazy to cook.So i suggested a pizza in the diner nearby.She was amused by the idea and went down the lift again. We spoke a lot.But my sexuality was the topic she often bought up.Every time she did, i could see that she was enjoying it.And then she revealed that she had experimented a few times with her dorm mate.Then the conversation shifted to simpler topics like olives on our pizza and strawberry milkshake for dessert.Then we walked back, got into the elevator and when the 4 floor came,she gave me a hug. I could feel her breasts against mine. It feel nice and warm. Then when she broke away, she touched my cheek and said good bye and walked out of the elevator.While tied doors closed, she smiled and gave me a wink.As i the elevator moved up towards the 7th floor,i blushed and smiled to myself. It had been a great evening.And all i could do was think of her smile while i lay under my blanket in a nothing but a long short.Something felt different….. ¤We continued to met at the pool and running into eachother in the elevator.Everytime before we departed,she would hug me and touch my cheek.Gradually it became a peck on my cheek.On the days i didnt meet her,i missed her warm breasts touching mine and her lips on my cheek.I realised that i was drawn to her and was getting attracted to her too.But she was married and her experimenting days were behind her.So i tried to keep it as friendly as possible.Besides, i was sure that the curiousity and interest she showed in me was coz of my preferences.But yet,deep down, i felt that she might be drawn to me too. ¤So our short meetings kept going on.And finally one day when we met in the elevator, she invited me home for a cup of coffee. I was just returning home after having dinner with a few friends.The dinner had been very boring and my evening ruined.So when she called me home for a cup of coffee,i accepted.Her apartment looked like a marriage between asian museum and a rock and roll hall of fame. Antiques and memorabilia adorned the house.It was a perfect fusion and nothing looked out of place.Her husband was a rock n roll fan and liked collecting memorabilia while she preyed on antique pieces. She went inside the kitchen while i was observing her house minutely.While i was doing this, i could see her watching me closely from the kitchen.I was very sure that she was mapping my body as i could see her eyes moving up and down, surveying my body.After 10 mins, she came back with 2 big white mugs.She handed me one and her finger brushed mine.She sat down next to me and we spoke about our day.She told me that her husband was away and that she appreciated me being there and keeping her company.Her husband didnt want to have kids as their work took most of took most of their time.I was listening to her intently and didnt not realise that the cup was slipping from my fingers.The cup fell on my stomach and all of its contents drained on me.My orange thigh length dress had turned brown.From slightly below my breast to the hem that was a little above my knees.I could feel the warm coffee soaking below my dress and tricking down my thighs towards my knees and then my ankles.She directed me to the bathroom and rushed inside…

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“Your man’s birthday soon, I could organise something special for you and your man, really special, if you wish?,” Lu Xi asked me me in the afterglow of a recent three-way, when I had two men pleasing me while my man and Lu Xi watched. See my story Julia has Bill and Bob.

“Tell me more, I am intrigued.” Minutes later I am more than intrigued and ask Lu Xi to make it happen after she told me, “Let’s stretch the boundaries, a foursome, Carla for your man and me for you.”

I had recently watched Lu Xi blowing my man while I had two men pleasuring me, though she had never even laid a finger on me, so the thought of her providing sexual pleasure for me has great appeal. And perhaps me pleasuring her in return. My man and I have never seen her naked, something I am looking forward to.

On a lazy, slow Tuesday afternoon, just the type of day for unhurried erotic sexual pleasure, we are back in the familiar surrounds of Lu Xi’s hotel honeymoon suite. My man Charles is expecting some type of ‘special sexual attention’, though I have not provided him with any details.

Just a few minutes after we were expecting her, Lu Xi arrives with Carla. A tall, stunning, dark skinned brunette dressed in a knee length white designer coat, heels and white stockings. “Happy birthday Charles, your lady and Lu Xi arranged me for you today. Am I what you expected?,” she asks in deep voice. “Help me off with my coat would you please Julie?”

Carla is almost naked without her coat, just hold up stockings and a high wasted white g-string. She has a beautiful feminine body, slim waste, good size firm tits, 36C I guess, with already erect nipples and a magnificent, large, firm and glorious ass. Her ass cheeks look fabulous divided, separated and highlighted by her g-string. My man Charles already has an obvious erection under his clothing as he takes in Carla’s body.

“Lu Xi told me she is going to pleasure your lady while I pleasure you Charles. Would you like to watch Lu Xi pleasuring your lady? I have watched her and she is very talented. Would you like to watch me undress Lu Xi for you? She does like me undressing her, we go back a way,” Carla smiles as she stands behind her and kisses her neck as she slides the zipper at the back of the dress down and helps Lu Xi shrug out it as it drops to the floor.

Lu Xi is naked under her short silk brand name dress. A very attractive, tight size-ten body, small tits with surprisingly large nipples (I can’t wait to lick and suck them) with just a sliver of hair each side of her cunt lips. “I am bisexual and I want to pleasure and be pleasured by three people,” Lu Xi whispers.

I told you I could organize something special for you and your man, really special, let’s stretch the boundaries Julie,” Lu Xi smiles as we watch Charles avidly licking Carla’s nipples. “Now stand with your hands on the wall and above your head Carla, Lu Xi tells her as she licks and kisses her ass cheeks.

“This is something very special I organized for you and your man Julie,” Lu Xi smiles as she slides Carla’s g-string down to her ankles. “Now turn around with your hands on your hips Carla.

“Is that special? Does that stretch your boundaries?,” Lu Xi asks with a huge smile as Charles and I both ogle Carla’s flaccid cock as he flaunts it for us. No pubic hair apart from just a tuft of hair above his cock. Carla is huge, my man is eight-inches when erect I muse as I try to make a comparison. “You can see why Carla is so popular with both men and women. “Carl changed his name to Carla when he switched sides,” Lu Xi purrs as she strokes Carla’s cock. “Want to watch me make it full size?,” she teases as she tongue kisses him.

Without waiting for our obvious answer Lu Xi kneels in front of Carla and licks the underside of his cock, then the sides as she scratches his balls. “Wow, he is impressive, magnificent, now he is rock hard for you both, almost ten-inches last time I measured it. It’s your birthday Charles, Carla is for your sexual pleasure while I pleasure your lady and she watches.

“Lick my nipples again for me Charles, you were very good. Then I will give you a blow job as Lu Xi arranged. Or would you like to blow me? You are hung but I am bigger than you, though you are thicker,” Carla tells Charles as he licks Carla’s nipples with one hand wrapped around his cock.

“Blow me first, I won’t last long, your feminine tits, ass and huge cock have turned me right on,” Charles moans as Carla licks his cock before he swallows half of it.

“Look at what I am doing to Lu Xi while you are having your cock sucked honey,” I whisper as I lick and kiss her surprisingly large nipples. I couldn’t wait to lick and suck them once I saw them earlier.

“I am so turned on by Carla’s tits honey, ass and huge cock while I watch Lu Xi licking your cunt lips.

You know I have long fantasized about having and blowing a tranny, especially a hung one.”

Fifteen minutes later Carla and Lu Xi are sitting side-by-side on a sofa as I lick Lu Xi’s cunt lips. She has her legs over my shoulders as I manage to watch, extremely turned on, as my man is pleasuring Carla’s ten-inch erection.

Lick, suck, blow, tease, scratch his balls, pinch his nipples. They are both star performers with lots of subtle variations and nuances for maximum sexual pleasure. I have never had a ten-inch inch tranny and I want this one, must have this one, later today after my man has had him.

“I love watching your man sucking Carla’s cock, he is rock hard for him, his full ten inches, while you are licking my cunt lips Julie. Your man is good, very good, so are you, you are a very exciting and talented couple,” Lu Xi tells me as her body trembles and she orgasms. “Would you like to have Carla? Perhaps I could pleasure your man at the same time?”

“Yes I would, let’s do it,” I reply.

After we wound down and showered together Lu Xi leads us into a room I hadn’t seen previously. There are all sorts of ties and straps on metal frames with full length mirrors on all the walls. Carla has obviously been here before as he stands legs apart while Lu Xi fastens his his hands and then then his ankles with leather straps. “Would you like the same Charles?,” she asks as he watches on.

“Do it for me honey, your pleasure is my pleasure,” I tell him as he readily complies and Lu Xi straps him in. The two men are facing each other at ninety-degrees and comparing each other’s bodies.

Lu Xi has a bowl full of ice cubes close by, takes one in each hand rubs one on each of Carla’s nipples, his balls, then his flaccid cock.

She then does the same to my my man’s semi-erection, he is already turned on from watching Carla

“Julie wants to give you a blow job Carla, are you fine with that?,” Lu Xi teases as she slides an ice cube over his balls with one hand and another ice cube along his now engorged cock.

“Your lady wants to give Carla a blow job Charles, are you fine with that?,” Lu Xi teases again as she does the same to him, an ice cube over his balls with one hand and another ice cube along his engorged cock. “Would you like me to blow you while you watch your lady blowing Carla’s ten-inch cock? He is almost fully erect now, just like you.

“Would you like some extra stimulation Carla?,” Lu Xi asks with a long wooden paddle with holes in her hand.

“Yes, do it for me, you know I like it,” he moans as Lu Xi smacks his ass with the paddle.

“More Carla, how many more?,” she teases as Carla is obviously enjoying it as much as Lu Xi while my man and I watch on and count to six.

“What about you Charles, would you like some of that?,” Lu Xi asks.

“Do it for me honey, stretch our boundaries, that is a huge turn on for me,” I whisper. “Do you want Lu Xi to do it or me?”

“Lu Xi please, kiss me while she does it with your hand on my erection.”

“You liked that didn’t you honey? So did I, next time I want to do it for you. And maybe you do it for me,” I tell him as I fit the cock ring Lu Xi provided for him and Lu Xi does the same for Carla.

“I am going to blow Carla’s ten-inches while you watch honey, are you fine with that? He really is impressive strapped in like that, so are you,” I tease as I run my hands over my man’s chest and tongue kiss him. “After your spanking your cock is like an iron bar for Lu Xi. And so is Carla for me.”

“I am very good at edging Carla, can you last thirty minutes for me?” I tease as I lick his nipples, then his balls. “You are a special challenge for me, a man with a gorgeous female body and a ten-inch cock. And my man is watching while Lu Xi is sucking his cock. I am going to start slowly before building speed gradually and easing off again to edge and tease you,” I whisper to him.

I started by holding Carla’s erection firmly in my hand, then making my tongue very wet and poking it out. While holding my head and tongue in place, I used my hand to move the head of his erection over my tongue. The the only movement was from my hand moving his erection over my tongue, which was wasn’t moving much at all. The head of his erection was running over my tongue as I moved it in a circular motion, up and down, back and forth. My tongue was polishing the head of his throbbing erection.

Then I took three-inches of his erection deep into my mouth and held it there. Next with my tongue at the underside of his erection, I slid it forwards along his shaft, as far as I could comfortably go, then slid it backward. And kept sliding it forwards and backward, massaging the same section of his erection, keeping his erection in place, not taking it deeper or shallower, just keeping it in place.

I can hear my man telling Lu Xi, “I love long, slow licks up my erection,” just before she grabbed his hips and very gently guided his erection into her mouth. “We are in rhythm with each other,” Lu Xi whispers as she is moaning and humming with my man’s erection in her mouth.

“Are you watching honey?,” Charles is asking, “Lu Xi is licking my balls it’s such a fucking turn on, sucking on them and putting one in her mouth.”

I am determined to edge and tease Carla as well as myself as I let his erection slip from my lips and lick and suck his erect nipples. “Your tits are magnificent, how did manage to acquire them?,” I ask as I enjoy them and make eye contact with Lu Xi and my man. I feel as though I have taken ownership of the situation and it’s an incredible turn-on for me.

“Genes and money, lots of both,” he replies as I stroke his erection with my hands while kissing, licking and nibbling his nipples.

Then I use my tongue to gently stimulate the head of his erection and use my hands while sucking on the head of his erection at the same time.

As well as bringing my mouth up and down his whole erection I make sure I hit the right spots by using my teeth, lips and tongue to gently stimulate the head of his erection while scratch his testicles to heighten his pleasure.

I learnt long ago if your man is really hung, holding the base of his erection will make it easier to manage and prevent gagging, he might be aroused by the gagging sensation but it’s not enjoyable for me..

I want to masturbate and bring myself to orgasm while I am blowing Carla. I love putting on a show for my man and visually turning them on which is a great way to satisfy my ego. Today is a huge extra turn on for me with two men and a woman watching. I want to show three people how much I am enjoying myself blowing a hung tranny. And I am hanging out for an orgasm!

I can remember one of my men telling me, “When you go down on me hard and fast, really hard and fast and wet I can’t last.” I don’t think he ever lasted more than five minutes, so I am going to finish Carla that way.

I am very pleased with myself as Carla is taking shallow, quick breaths as his muscles tense. His erection is throbbing as his thighs quiver while I tease his balls with my fingernails while going down on him hard and fast, really hard and fast and wet.

I am teasing my cunt lips with the fingertip of my other hand, I want to orgasm in sync with Carla. I want to enhance his orgasm – and mine – and leave him in ecstasy.

Suddenly Lu Xi is behind me kissing my ass with her arm between my legs with a finger on my cunt lips while I am going down on Carla, harder, faster and really wet.

“You are fucking magic Julie, absolutely fucking magic,” he groans as he hits the back of my throat and I orgasm and squirt.

“Watch me finish off your man Julie,” Lu Xi smiles as she strokes Charles erection with two hands. Did you enjoy watching your lady blowing Carla? Did it turn you on?”

“Yes, you know it did, very much,” he moans in reply as Lu Xi sucks his erection and slides two hands along it, then releases it as she brings him off with her thumb tip and fingertip.

Two days later when we next had sex together we exchanged our impressions of the fourway Lu Xi arranged for us as we fucked like never before. Wonderful extra stimulation.

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AnnaLee Bradley boarded the seventy-five seater coach at Fort William. It would take her on a day excursion out to and around, the Isle of Skye and bring her back to her hotel. She presented her ticket to the middle-aged driver who thanked her.

As she moved to take her seat she stopped and turned back, “Have we met before?” she asked.

“No, I don’t believe so, though you must appreciate I do get to see a lot of people during the course of even a single year,” he replied.

AnnaLee apologised but he just shrugged his large shoulders and said, “That’s okay, take a seat and enjoy the trip.”

The summer’s day was beautiful. A few clouds lined the horizon but at nine in the morning the air was beginning to warm and the forecast promised a gloriously sunny day ahead.

Nowhere in the world is a hot summer’s day more joyous than in the highlands of Scotland. The air is pure oxygen, invigorating to breathe and spellbinding to view through. The high peaks afforded the passengers many picturesque images for their ever clicking camera’s and softly humming video’s.

By mid-day, as they stopped at a small rural hotel, the passengers were all ready for their lunch. They filed out of the coach and made their lazy way through the heat towards the awning that stretched out its pink and white stripes from the side of the ancient building. Electric fans whirred amongst the many wooden tables.

AnnaLee went inside to find the toilets and wash her hands before the queues became too long. Passing the open doors to the kitchen area she saw someone she did recognise and found that her comment to the driver had been accurate.

Miss Morris, her English teacher at the start of her Secondary Education back in 1965, was supervising the kitchen staff.

At five foot five with slightly greying, fair hair, June Morris could still turn heads.

AnnaLee recalled a pale complexion to which was applied a trace of foundation cream, a dab of blusher and a quiet red lipstick. Her hair was clasped back to reveal a high forehead, pencil thin fair eyebrows, grey-green almond shaped eyes, prominent cheekbones, a straight nose and generous mouth, set within an oval face. Her slender figure, always dressed in white cotton blouse and knee length skirts of varying colours, walked gracefully erect wherever she went. She projected an image of slight disdain towards those around her and yet during class she was firm, yet polite, towards those she taught.

In class, she stood no nonsense and on a few occasions she detained her pupils at the end of the school teaching period.

It was her husband, Mr Rendle the PE instructor at the same school, whom she had recognised as the coach driver.

AnnaLee moved towards the toilets, she would speak to Miss Morris later.

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She finished her meal and excused herself from the other guests seated around her table. Walking quickly inside the cool building she slipped unnoticed into the kitchen where she found Miss Morris alone and busily washing piles of dirty dishes.

“Need any help June, or should I call you Miss Morris?”

June turned to her right to see who knew her name. “I’m afraid that time and memory have dimmed to place who you are…” she queried. “Perhaps you can refresh…”

“I’m sorry,” replied AnnaLee, slightly sheepishly, “I’d hoped recognition would be instant for one of your star english pupil’s of 1963… it’s AnnaLee… AnnaLee Bradley.”

“AnnaLee? Yes, now I remember… You were the skinny girl with a pony tail in the third row. A very bright girl who was very good at storytelling. Your essay’s were a joy to read, though you had stiff competition from a fellow pupil… Now what was his name… Burns, no, Brown…”

“I believe his name was Burnham, Geoff Burnham. He had brown hair and nice blue-grey eyes.”

“Yes. I wonder what became..? I’m sorry AnnaLee. I’m digressing. It’s good to see you again,” said June, enthusing over someone whom she had not seen for over sixteen years. “What is it that I can do for you? I can tell that you’re on holiday and that fate appears to have brought you to our door.”

“It’s good to see you again too, Miss Morris. Time has been kind to you.”

“That’s very gracious of you AnnaLee…”

Footsteps sounded in the doorway. “Are there you are miss, the coach is about to depart…” Mr Rendle said gruffily.

“You can’t just disappear, AnnaLee, stay the night. We’ve so much to talk about. Ralf, this is an old pupil of mine who recognised you on the coach this morning. Take the others home. Will you stay over AnnaLee? Ralf can take you back tomorrow lunchtime.”

“Of course, I’d love to if Mr Rendle has no objection?”

“I’ll take the others home then,” said Ralf Rendle, a scowl tinging his face. He was gone before AnnaLee had the chance to further remonstrate with him.

“Take no notice of him, AnnaLee,” rebuked June in a loud enough voice that he must have heard. “He’s just jealous that you may share my bed instead of him. During the week he stays overnight in Fort William. Now what were we talking about? Help me with the dishes and I’ll make sure that you eat a supper that will last in your memory forever.”

AnnaLee had been taken aback by June’s comment concerning their possible sleeping arrangements but made no immediate comment. “Whatever happened to your teaching skills in the Chigwell area of Essex?” enquired AnnaLee, picking up a tea towel and selecting a plate from the drying rack.

“We lived in a four bedroom detached house in Brook Way, Chigwell and taught at a local school for over twelve years before calling it a day when they introduced the policy of not being able to discipline pupils. Now, pupils can run rings round the teachers and enjoy the same priveleges within their home life. It’s a crazy policy. Whoever introduced it could not possibly have had children of their own to measure its effect.

“We sold up and moved to Fort William. You’re wondering why? Well, we had vacationed there a number of times and it so happened that the owner of the small hotel, where we stayed, had decided to sell the business together with this building and parcel of land. We decided to buy her out and supplement the income from the two buildings by offering day excursions out of Fort William to the Isle Of Skye. This all happened four years ago and it is paying off handsomely. Though, as you see, sometimes I have to get my hands dirty when we are short staffed.”

“So, I caught you on a bad hair day?”

“Just doing my bit while Karen is away looking after her sick mother.”

“Any children of your own to help out?”

“No.”

AnnaLee retreated from further questioning as the kitchen staff returned from their waitress duties. June introduced AnnaLee to them and explained her presence.

Once the dishes had been washed and dried the rest of the afternoon was taken up by reminiscing events that had happened and aspirations fulfilled. They strolled through woods and heathland as the sun beat remorselessly down. They sat together in the cool shade of a large oak tree. June admonished AnnaLee that she had not pursued a writing career of her own rather than correct other writer’s mistakes in her job as a proof-reader.

“You were good, AnnaLee, very good and you would have made a comfortable living from writing. What made you not take it up?”

“Not so much as give it up, as where to start, and who to approach, really. Don’t forget that back then it was harder to make a living from writing than it is today.”

“I disagree, I don’t believe it’s any harder for someone starting out to make their name. Today, there are more publications, more editorial columns, more paperback writers and let’s not forget the internet, where you have millions of readers eagerly awaiting stories to quench their desires and fetishes. It’s all a question of writing what you understand and what you have experienced. Don’t be afraid of that blank screen or blank piece of paper. Just formulate your ideas and plan around your character’s. Watch them come alive and if you don’t like something that happens in the plot you can always go back and revamp the storyline. And don’t be afraid of rejection slips. What may suit someone may be totally unacceptable to others.”

“Keep in mind that a rejection slip from a publisher is just part of the game. Get used to it and learn to carry on. The hurt never goes away no matter how much you sell. Okay, people such as Tom Clancy, John Grisham and Nora Roberts don’t get rejected much, but remember that even multipublished writers with scores of books under their belts get stories of their hearts shot down. Publishing can be a very hard world.

“Remember too that the hurt you feel from rejection will soon evaporate, at least temporarily, when you get something accepted and see your name in print but that day won’t ever come along if you don’t keep submitting.

“They may also be able to place your course work with their contacts in the literary world. This could bolster your confidence and enable you to place future work with them.

“Yes, I see what you mean but suppose I’ve lost that talent. Suppose it is buried in the past. How can I resurrect my ability?”

“Talent never dies, AnnaLee. Genius is the spark of invention. Be inventive. First, you need to contact a good writing school that can hone your dormant skills. They’ll provide you with the prctice that is necessry to bring out the best in you. Just as an opera singer needs to practice their scales or a golfer needs to perfect their skills, they both have to practice to become proficient at what they can accomplish. Anyone who wants to be the best at what they are interested in, needs to hone their skills.

“Sounds good, but where do I find the time to write?”

“Make time. Instead of watching Eastenders go and write a short story.”

“You make it all sound so easy.”

“It is, if you put your mind to it.”

“What experiences do I have to enable me to write about them?”

“Have you been abroad for a holiday?”

“Yes. I’ve travelled to Canada, Malta and northern Italy.”

“Let’s start with Italy. You can relate to the people living around you. They have characteristics that can be used in a story plot that will be understood and acknowledged by the reader because you will be able to describe them and their actions in a positive manner, a believable manner. That is what I meant by experiences. Have you ever made love to another woman?”

“Well…” AnnaLee looked startled. “Yes… I have.”

“Then write about it,” continued June, unashamedly. “Tell the world what a wonderful, emotional feeling it can be. Don’t keep your emotions hidden, expand your horizons. You’ll see the world in a different light and it will reflect in your writing.”

“Have you… Have you made love to other women?”

“Yes.”

“Many women?”

“A few. It gets lonely here when Ralph is away for the week. I’m very discreet. It wouldn’t look too good if the local people found out that one of their employer’s was bisexual.”

“Do you mind if I ask when you found out that you were… bisexual?”

“It must have been around three years ago. Ralph was away for three weeks, due mainly to the coach breaking down. It was a combination of events that led to Karen and I making love one saturday evening after work. I mentioned Karen earlier. She’s twenty-eight, so full of life, with a wonderful sense of humour and a sexual appetite that sometimes is hard to fulfill.”

“She was so responsive, so eager that emotionally I was swept along on a roller coaster ride… So many mixed feelings that, when I climaxed, my god, it was a totally different experience. There were no emotional hangups between us either. It felt so… so right. She’s married as well. Men, they believe they know sexually what a woman want’s but really they only know what they want.”

“I understand how you perceive what you feel you know is right from your own experiences,” said AnnaLee, “but from my own encounters with the opposite sex I have very different and opposing views.”

“Do you want to tell me about them or are they too personal?”

“I was raped when I was eighteen.”

“Oh no… how awful. Did you know your attacker? Did they put him behind bars and throw away the key, the bastard?”

“I don’t want to talk about him but after the… attack, the following two years were a living hell. I existed in purgatory, then I allowed someone to come into my life. She showed me how to love again. During my time in purgatory I wrote six novels, each one of around eighty-five thousand words. Once I found love I burned them all.”

“But why. Why expend all that energy and then destroy two years work?”

“Someone else wrote those stories. A person bitter and twisted inside, someone in need of psychiatric help but who incorporated her feelings into her writing. God, when I look back and remember some of the things that I wrote I wonder how on earth I ever managed to regain my sanity. If it hadn’t been for Corrin… She introduced me to the joys of making love. She brought me back from the edge. I do really owe her my life.”

“A remarkable woman. I know that sounds patronising but I’m glad she saved you otherwise you would not have stumbled across your old english teacher.”

“You’re not old. You’ve become more beautiful. You have lost one thing though…”

“Oh, and what’s that?” asked June, quizzically.

“Your haughty manner.”

“Haughty manner?” retorted June. “What exactly do you mean?” she asked, puzzled by the expression AnnaLee had used.

“At school, wherever you went, you walked… imperiously, as though those around you should bow down. Now, you walk as though life owes you nothing except health and happiness and you’re glad to be alive. I like this person more than the one I knew. I’m more comfortable around you and feel that I’ve found a friend rather than my ‘old teacher.’”

June reached over and covered AnnaLee’s hand with her own. “That’s the nicest thing…” AnnaLee leant forward. Her moistened lips tenderly kissed June’s open mouth. June responded passionately enough to confirm to AnnaLee that she had made the right decision.

Time hung suspended as their first kiss lingered on into a lustful embrace. They lay entwined, side by side. The warmth from their bodies mixed with the heat of the mid-day sun. Gasping for air, AnnaLee pushed June away and struggled out of her light cotton dress. On cue, and without a word between them, June stood up as well and quickly undressed.

Eyes from the edge of the small copse enviously watched their ardent caresses. The same jealous eyes lusted after both women. The watcher lifted her summer dress and took off her panties; licentious thoughts moved her fingers to strum her already engorged outer vaginal lips.

Karen knew just how long her fingers should remain on any particular area of her pussy. Years of practice on her own and with other women had elicited knowledge that any budding author would have been delighted to have transformed into a best-seller.

With acute longing Karen gazed as her lover used her pupil’s body in a frenzy of lust. She could almost feel her partner’s sexual yearning build towards a climax that would release her emotional valve and sweep away all inhibitions between the two people of them.

Karen’s wet forefinger found the hard bud at the juncture of her trembling thigh’s. She gasped in amazement at the length of her highly sensitive clitoris that bloomed wetly. As the couple before her lecherous gaze climaxed together, so too did Karen; two fingers of her right hand busily pumped her vagina; her thumb nudged her clitoris on each inward stroke; her other hand pinched and squeezed her left nipple through the thin dress. Her body convulsed and shook with the force of her orgasm. She stifled an ecstatic cry that would have reached the ears of the lovers in the secluded grove.

Unaware of their audience the two women clung together in love’s afterglow. Soft, gentle hands stroked and caressed slippery, hot skin attired with a sheen of perspiration.

Neither woman spoke. Neither of them wished to break the acknowledged spell of silence that accommpanied such tender moments. Each loving caress scorched across sensitive skin, eliciting small gasps and moans of delight. Their’s was a world of lustful emotions building slowly and inexorably towards a peak. Shyness, awkwardness and all inhibitions that had previously been a barrier between them had now dissolved. They touched their partner anyway they could, to please their own sexual ego. By contributing to their partners sexual arousal by way of a lingering caress up along the inner thigh, a delicate but firm twist to a warm, pink protruding nipple, they caressed their own libido. Extending their own pleasure, exultant at finding the right mixture of pain and pleasure that culminated in a ripple of warmth deep within each other’s belly, washing upward in a wave of emotional release. Vaginal juices flowed copiously to be eagerly lapped up with busy mouths and tongues.

A warmth surrounded and embraced them. A sweet muskiness hung heavy in the air. Their energies were fuelled by their desire to pleasure each other. The more pleasure they gave then the greater became their own sexual fulfillment.

They cried out together as their climax peaked and dropped then peaked and dropped again. AnnaLee could not remember when she had been so sexually stimulated and fulfilled.

“No more…” she laughingly begged, each small hand gripping one of June’s pendulous breasts. “Please, no more. My clitoris is so sensitive that it aches.” She rolled out from beneath June whose own aroused body listed towards one side and she too rolled onto her back gazing up into the thick green foliage.

“Wow,” sighed June, “that was fantastic, though I don’t think I could’ve gone on much longer without first taking a rest.”

“You’re incorrigible, June.”

“I am but in a way that helps me through life,” June chided thoughtfully. “But let’s not dwell on it. Have I made you happy?”

AnnaLee eased her sated body onto her side and, reaching out a hand, she playfully tweaked one of June’s erect nipples.

“Oh no, you’re not ready for more are you?” June queried.

“No. I’m saying in my own way that you have made me extremely happy and that I want to remain with you beneath this tree and make love to you forever,” said AnnaLee, chewing on a long stem of grass.

“We’d die from starvation.”

“What a wonderful way to go.”

They talked for awhile then decided to make their way back to the hotel to freshen up and enjoy an evening meal together.

Karen watched them dress and depart. She rearranged her clothing and followed them at a respectable distance.

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The meal was secondary to the main event. AnnaLee and June knew what would happen afterwards. This sexual expectancy heightened their desire.

Karen calmly served them, saying nothing of what she had witnessed that afternoon beneath the cool spread of the large oak tree.

June introduced AnnaLee and they smiled politely and shook hands. Perhaps it was AnnaLee’s way of intimating that she knew more about Karen than she let on but her grip and smile allowed Karen to bathe in the promising warmth of another’s sexuality. Time, however, was short and Karen knew that they would be naked in bed before she had cleared the table.

The full-bodied, red, Chilean wine worked its magic by embracing their senses as they climbed the stone staircase to June’s bedroom. Giddy from wine and desire, AnnaLee closed the bedroom door behind them and swiftly turned June around. Her full, moist lips pressed eagerly against June’s expectant mouth.

Arousal spread its wings around both women. Each undressed the other with hot fingers that fluttered over exposed warm skin. The combination of June’s Chanel No. 5 and AnnaLee’s Angel eau de parfum, created by Thierry Mugler, suffused the small bedroom. Their caresses, kisses, expert tongues and deft fingers explored each other’s sensitive genital regions, provoking delightful groans and cries of sexual excitement. A new sweeter, muskier, sexual scent was created as their fingers delved along vaginal walls. Slick with the fruits of their labour they rubbed each other’s clitoris into bloom from beneath their hooded entrance.

Undercover of this torrent of sound Karen slipped unnoticed into the room. She quickly undressed and silently joined the lovers on the creaking double bed. Karen inhaled their sexual arousal as she rubbed her own clitoris into a firm bud. Her juices flowed easily over her deft fingers. She used this to moisten and cajole AnnaLee’s light brown, puckered hole to slowly open then grip the two fingers that Karen inserted. From between her own legs she took out the long silver dildo warmed and wet with her own arousal. She quickly positioned it at the entrance of AnnaLee’s back passage and switched it on.

AnnaLee squealed in delighted anticipation and thrust backwards onto the slender, vibrating shaft. Within moments of its entry, AnnaLee’s climax racked her body. Her momentary cries of ecstasy intensified her actions. June’s body went rigid as her orgasm washed over her. A deep moan heralding the exact moment of her euphoria.

The couple rolled apart and it was then that they became aware of Karen kneeling on her haunches, holding the silver vibrator. With a beaming smile she said, “I hope you don’t mind me intruding m’am but your afternoon session got me so hot that I just had to have you both tonight.”

AnnaLee sat up and hugged Karen to her, then kissed her long and deeply. Karen enjoyed the flavour of June’s sex upon her lips.

The evening hours slipped by as the three lovers immersed themselves in providing as much pleasure for each other. At last, sexually sated and replete from a prolonged session of lovemaking, they slept.

End

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A story about twin sisters who find sex slowly

INTRO
The sun came up over the hills as it did every morning in the small village that was tucked into the hills…The light from the sun travels down the main street hitting the windows of the meny shops making them shine like gems for the short time that the rays layed on them…In the town people live like another town childeren play teens hang out on the conners and the adults work…Down past the edge of the town where the main street runs into the woods there is a small brick paththat leeds into the forest hills…This path is not traveled by meny but the teens of the town go back there to smoke and keep out of sight of there parents…But back to town we to meet the two young ladies this tale is about…We travel down the main street until we come apon a small ally way…Turning down the ally and walking to the very last doorway in the line of small houses…Looking up at the small house a light can be seen iin the window…Floating up to the window we can final see them…Rebecka(Beka) and Alexa(Lex)…They are twins and are very the most chaced after girlsin town…They both have shoulder thength blond hair and bright green eyes…There skin holds a sweet golden brown tan…There bodies are both like that of a goddess…With 36D tits and perfectly round asses…They are both vergins for the most part the only sex that they have ever had was going down on each other…Neather of them has the wanted to go through the pain of losing there verginity so they keep each other pleased but Beka likes her sister to control her and fuck her in the ass with there strap on…Now we can watch them and follow there story…

Beka slowly opened her eyes as the sun pured into the window she was a soft sleeper and would wake at the slightest sound…She slept in only her thong and a small belly shirt…She would alwas wake befor her sister and be ready to meet the day befor she woke her sister Lex…Beka looked across the room at her sleeping sister she could see that her sister was again sleeping in nothing but a short T-Shirt…Beka ran her hands down to the top of her thong and then slowly slid her fingers under it untill she felt her slightly wet pussy…She sat there rubbing her pussy for a few secound…She looked at her sister sleeping…Her blanket was on the floor beside her bed and her legs where spreed…Beka pulled her hand from her pussy and slowly climbed out of bed and tip toed across the floor to the bottom of Lexa’s bed…Beka slowly onto the bed and between her sister spreed legs and sat her face over her silky smooth pussy…Beka wanted to wake her sister early today she she would enjoy while she could….Beka slowly lowered her lips to her sister pussy…She tried to go slow at first hopping Lexa would wake up…She slowly slid her tung down the slit of Lexa’s pussy not yet driving it in…But soon she could not wait for her sister to wake and started to push her tung slowly into bottom of her pussy…The tight lips of her pussy slowly parted as Beka pushed her tung in…To her nothing tasted better the Lexa’s pussy…As she pushed her tung into Lexa’s puss her body started to twitch slightly…Beka could tell that her sister was going to be waking soon and now she took her hand and spreed her pussy wide open and started to lap at the juice that was flowing around inside…Lexa was waking and could feel her sister warm tung slipping around her pussy…She tried to act like she was still sleeping but her body would not let her…Lexa could feel her juice flowing…She took one and and slid it up her shirt so she could play with her own nipple…The other hand slowly was slid down to and she started to run her hand through Beka soft hair…As Beka’s tung slid around in her sisters pussy she could feel her hand in her hair…Now she dove even deeper into Lexa’s pussy with her tung and wanted more of her juice to flow over her tung…Lexa had a slight moan to her voice tring to control her self…There young brother was in the next room and she did not want to wake him but Beka was too much totry and hold back…Lexa looked down at her sister and tried to get out a few word…B…B…Beka…umm…Slow…umm…umm…you have to stop”…Beka looked up at her sister withan evil grin on her face…”Im going to make you scream with this morning”…Beka then started to lick faster at her sister pussy…Lexa could feel her self climbing closer and closer to an climaxing and exploding…Beka could tell as well her sister was very close to lossing control…Beka flicked her tung over Lexa’s clit then running down to the base and back up gathering her sister warm juices on her tung…Lexa could take no more and she grabbed to of the posts in her head board and started panting very heavy…She could feel the climax building inside…Lexa held tight to the head board as the climax came and her cum bursted out of her pussy and hit Beka face as this happened Lexa screamed out loud…”OH MY GOD!”…Beka slowly stopped licking Lexa’s now soaking wet pussy…She layed there looking at her sister for a secound…”See I told you I could make you scream”…Beka licked her lips and crawled up next to Lexa…She used her shirt to wipe her face off but as she did they could hear the doornobe on there door start to turn…Beka rolled off the bed and slid under neath and Lexa pulled the cover from the floor and layed it over her…Slowly the door opened and there mother walked into the room…She looked around andthe seen Lexa laying there breathing very heavy…There mother walked over and sat on the edge of the bed next to Lexa looking at her closely under the dim light of the sun starting to come through the window…”Hunny what’s wrong your covered in sweat and I herd you screaming”…Lexa looked at her mother for a secound and tried to check her breath…”No i’m ok just had a bad dream I think”…Her mom looked at her then across the room to Beka’s bed…”Where is your sister”…Lexa started to breath heavy again as she thought to her self…”I think she is in our bathroom…She always gets up at the crack of dawn”…There mother stood up…”I think I will go say good morning to her”…She started to walk across the room to the bathroom door when Lexa rolled off the bed…She looked at Beka and pointed to her thong…Beck pulled off her thong and slid id to Lexa…She pulled on the thong andjumped up rushing over to her mother…Beka layed under the bed for a secound not moving when she relized that she was waring her thoung that had her name stiched into the front of it…Lexa grpbbed her mother and hugged her for a secound while she thought…”Mom how about me and you make breakfast for everyone…We can surprise them”…There mom stopped and looked at Lexa…”Ok dear”…Lexa walked her mom to the door of there room and opened it for her…As There mom left she looked over Lexa and noticed that she had Beka’s underware on…”I though I seen Beka in those when she was going to bed lastnight”…Lexa was stunded for a secound…”No mom I had these on last night I thought they where mine”…There mom nodded and went down to start breakfast…When the door closed Beka came out from under the bed…She climbed on top of Lexa’s bed and suck her ass in the air…”I guess I was bad and need a spanking for me sister”…Lexa looked at her for a secound and then pulled the thong off and tossed it back to her sister…Beka reached down beside the bed and pulled up the blue strap-on and waved it in the air…”Maybe I need a good ass fuck from you as punishment for making you scream”…Lexa walked over to her dresser and pulled out a lime green G-String and some short to put on…”You bitch if you had not have made me scream I would not have to help mom make breakfast and you would be getting a good ass fuck from me”…She then got dressed and started out of the room…”But I will get back at you for this I have a little surprise for you soon”…Beka then left the room and went down stairs to help her mom with breakfast leaving Beka in the room alone…Beka layed in the bed for a secound the put the strap-on back in the box and put it back uner the bed where they kept it hidden…

Beka had come down stairs about a half and hour later and sat down at the breakfast table with her sister and younger brother…There mother had already left for work and left Lexa and Beka to take there broth to school for the day then they would be free untill there mother came home with there brother…Beka and Lexa finished there food and ran to the livingroom…Both girls loved to watch lesbo porn…Lexa ran up to there room and grabbed a dvd that she had bought the day befor…When she came down the tossed it on the entable…Beka looked at it for a secound …”New porn for us to watch is this my surprise that is going to punish me”…Lexa just smiled at her sister for a secound…”No you will get you punishment later”….Lexa put the dvd in and sat on the couch next to Beka…The movie started and soon the girls bother had there hands in there pants rubbing there pussy…As they watched the girls in the move fuck each other Beka looked at her sister for a secound…”Lexa have you ever wanted to be fuck in your pussy”…Lexa stopped rubbing her self for a secound…”Why do you”…Beka smiled for a secound…”Well I see how much these ladies like it and think to my self it will only hert for a secound or two right”…Lexa’s eyes grow wide for a secound…”Are you saying you was to pop your cherry Beka”…Beka looked at her sister…”No im saying I want you to pop my cherry Lexa…See I trust you and know if it hert too bad and I want to stop you will stop with out me having to fight with you….So will you do it will you take my verginity”…Lexa was shocked and could say nothing for a secound while she thought to her self…”Ok I will do it for you…But only if you do one thing for me”…Beka smiled…”Ok Lexa anything you name”…Lexa smiled back at Beka…”See you have alwas been more adventers them me you are the one that said we should try anal but when the time came I chickened out and you took it up the ass and loved it…SO when I’m down helping you take your verginity you have to take mine and give me my first anal experance”…Beka smiled and kissed her sister…”Ok I think that is a far deal”…Lexa stood up and walked into the kitchen for a drink and when she came back Beka was taking off her pants…Lexa looked at her for a secound…”What are you doing Beka…Why are you getting undressed”…Beka looked at her sister standing there…”Well I have been thinking about it for a long time and I have a surprise for you”…Beka stood up and dropped her pants to the ground…She walked across the room in there pink G-String and grabbed her back pack…”I picked up something about a week ago and have been waiting for the right time to ask you to help me with it”…Beka pulled out a black velvet back and walked over to the couch and sat next to Lexa…

She sat the bag next to lext and looked into her eyes…”Please open it for me I want you to see what is inside”…Lexa pulled the silk string and the bag opened…Inside is a bright red jelly two sided dildo and a tube of lube…Beka smiled…”Lets do it at the same time Lexa”…Lexa picked up the dildo and looked at Beka…”You know if you did it I would want to so you got this one”…Beka smiled and pulled off her G-string the reached for Lexa’s pants grabbing the waste band and pulling them down and off very fast throwing them to the ground…Lexa then pulled off her own G-String and tossed it by her pants…Both girls stopped for a secound to think about it…Beka was starting to have secound thoughts when she herd a snap…She looked at Lexa who had slid very close to her and opened the lube…Befor Beka know it Lexa was slowly rubbing both sides of the dildo with the lube…Lexa looked at her sister and smiled as she moved closer to Beka…Beka just smiled back as she did not want to upset her sister…”Ready Beka”…She smiled at her sister as she got the dildo ready for them…”Ya just get real close and remember take it slow”…Beka took hold of her side of the dildo and watched as Lexa took her side in hand…Both of them pressed the red dildo to there pussy lips and took a deep breath…Slowly they both inched there sides of the long red dildo into there fresh pussies…As they slowly push them deeper inside there pulsing pussy pain started to shot up and down there bodies…Boh girls started to scream from the pain but neather stopped…Lexa and Beka both where breathing very heavy and had to stop pushing the long dildo into there pussies…They had gotten about an inch and a hlaf in befor they hit the haym and the pain was to much for them…Lexa looked at Beka…”Do you want to stop it realy herts”…Beka looked at Lexa…”Sit up for a secound”…Both girls sat up and looked at each other…”Lexa we have gone to far to back out now”…Beka leaned forward and put her arms around her sister…She then ran her hands down her back and held tight to her hips…”Ok put her hands on my hip like this”…Lexa did as her sister asked and slowly moved her hands…”Ok Lexa now pull my body into your and I will do the same”…Lexa looked at her sister for a secound…”Ok “…Beka kissed Lexa for a secound with a very loving kiss…Then both of them pulled there bodies togeather…In that secound both Beka and Lexa screamed at the top of there lungsthey both had six inches of dildo in there pussies…They fell back and there bodies where ripped with pain…Beka reached for the dildo to pull it out of them and only felt there two pussies pressed tight togeather…She let her hand fall and just layed there for a few secound as the pain slowly vanished fom there bodies…”Lexa are you ok”…Lexa smiled for a secound…”Ya im ok”…They both sat up and started to pull there bodies apart…As the dildo slid out of them it sent the best feeling through there bodies…”Oh…Oh….Beka that feel great dont take it out yet”…Beka grabbed the middle of the dildo and started to move it in and out of there pussies…”YES…FASTER!”…Both of them started to moan and soon the where starting to cum…Now Lexa pulled the dildo out of her pussy…”I dont want to cum…I want you to make me cum from the ass fucking you going to give me”…Beka look at Lexa as her eyes roled back in her head…”Then help me”….Lexa took the dildo in hand…”Turn over”…Beka rolled over and stuck her ass in the air spreding her legs…Lexa push more the half of the dildo into her sisters pussy…The started to quickly fuck her with it…As she did Lexa could not help but notice Beka’s pink ass hole and she slowly started to lick at as she fuck her sister with the rubber dick…Beka was surprised when she felt the warm tung of her sister lapping at her asshole…Lexa was getting very turned on by this but wanted to wait for her turn…So she dug her tung deep into her sister ass and fucked her even harder with the red dildo…Soon beka was screaming from her climax and boold and cum where puring out of her pussy onto the white couch…”OH…OH…FUCK…I…UMMM…MMM…MMM”…Final she exploded and in a burst of cum and blood her body fell to the couch…Beka could not move for a minute…”Beka are you going to keep you end of the deal”…Beka nodded…”Go get the strap-on and I will show you a good time”…Lexa ran up to there room and grabbed the strap-on then ran back down stairs…She found Beka sitting there…Beka stood and walked over to Lexa and grabbed the strap-on from Lexa’s hand…

Beka put on the blue strap-on and took her sister over to the couch…Lexa was ready for this and wanted her sister to fuck her in the ass so she just stood ther bent over with her legs spreed…Beka reached around Lexa and gabbed the lube and pured some on her sisters asshole…She then she rubbed the head of the strap-on over her anal fuck hole…Then in one mighty thrush Beka drove into her sisters ass…”Lexa’s head shot up and she let out a slight scream from the pain and surprise…But more from the surprise…”Beka be easy this is my first time doing this”…Beka smiled for a secound as she stood there complety driven into her sister fresh ass…”That was the worst of it Lexa now lay there and injoy”…Beka the started to fuck her sister with a stedy and hard pace and Lexa could not help but reach down between her leg and start to finger her pussy…As Beka fucked her sister she reached around and started to roll Lexa nipples between her fingers…Lexa was now panting and she could feel her self getting ready climax and she could not wait for it to come…She started to moan and picked up the red dildo and pushed two inches into her and started to fuch herself along with the ass fucking she was getting from Beka…Finaly it was time Lexa dropped the dildo and started to cum…In a few seound she could take no more…”OH…MY…GOD…BEKA”…Lexa fell to the floor and layed there as cum pured out of her pussy…Beka bent down and kissed her sister…”Was it good”…Lexa smiled…”Better then it looked”…Both girls stood up and looked over the mess they had made with there little experament…”We she clean up”…Beka and Lexa cleaned then selves up and and started to clean up the mess they had made…”You know we where fucking for almost two hours Beka”…Beka just smiled and grabbed there toys…”Im going to go hide these and then we can have lunch…

Part 2 is coming soon…

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“What has been your ultimate sexual experience?,” my lady Sarah asked me after a wonderful, long session of erotic sex.

“Too many to recall, though there can only be one ultimate,” I replied. “Perhaps my ultimate sexual experience is still yet to happen. A wonderful thought.”

“It’s a wonderful thought if I am to be involved.”

“Tell me about your ultimate sexual experience thus far?”

“Perhaps standing naked, with my back to the wall, with a roaring erection while we were passionately tongue kissing, while one of your girlfriends was giving me a blow job as her man watched, agitated and obviously turned on by the size of my thick nine-inch erection. She was edging me as I fought to hold back a tremendous orgasm before she swallowed. Do you remember that?”

“I do. However, perhaps my ultimate sexual experience would have to be the first time you organized two much younger men for me. One of them gave me the most wonderful tongue fuck while I gave the other a blow job. He was huge and you were almost beside yourself as you watched and masturbated.”

A few days later, I could hear Sarah leading three of her girlfriends to the topic of ultimate sexual experiences as she entertained them over coffee. “My man I both agree any sexual inhibitions need to be completely abandoned to achieve the ultimate sexual experience.

“What has been your ultimate sexual experience?,” I heard Sarah ask Julie, one of her girlfriends as they sipped their coffee.

“I am still anticipating it, wanting it and waiting for it to happen, though watching another man giving my man a blow job while his lady tongue fucked me was special.”

“And you Mary, “What has been your ultimate sexual experience?,” Sarah asked.

“While on holiday, sucking a toy boy’s big cock while my man fucked me.

“Did your man enjoy watching?”

“He did, we had a repeat.

“And you Callista, “What has been your ultimate sexual experience?,” Julie asked.

“A tongue fuck from a girlfriend while I gave my man a blow job. And we had swaps afterwards. Though an ultimate sexual experience for some people I know is watching others having erotic sex. A real turn on for them.”

“And you Sarah, your ultimate sexual experience?,” Mary asked as the three women were obviously enjoying the tone of the conversation.

“It is still a fantasy, size is important for me, I love flaunting my naked body for a hung man, though I do enjoy being licked and teased by both sexes. And I love having my big ass worshiped. I also have a thing about sex with an audience.

“Perhaps two women and one man? Or even more exciting three women and one man. One of the women could tongue fuck me while the other kissed me with her tongue while I watched the third woman give my man a blow job.

“As a prelude to that, my exhibitionist streak would love to give a really well hung man a blow job while three fully dressed women watched. I would love to demonstrate my blow job skills and turn them on.

“Come and meet my girlfriends Julie, Mary and Callista, Roger,” I heard Sarah ask on cue.

She had deliberately set this up and given me specific instructions. “I want you to be eye candy for my girlfriends, I want you to appear wearing your tight, low cut jeans,” she told me as she oiled my taut, tanned torso. “And I want your big, thick cock to be obvious.”

It was obvious, when I walked out, hands on hips, my exhibitionist side in overdrive as the three women ogled my body.

“My man and I both agree any sexual inhibitions need to be completely abandoned to achieve the ultimate sexual experience,” Sarah told them again as she licked and kissed my torso just above my jeans.

Incredible sexual tension as the three women watched her slowly slide my jeans down to expose my almost fully erect cock.

“You are setting new benchmarks for us Sarah, this is almost an unbelievable sexual experience for me, I love it. Can’t wait to tell my man,” Callista whispered obviously incredibly turned on as she watched Sarah blowing me with great aplomb.

A week later Sarah and I were entertaining two different girlfriends and one of their men, Jules, an androgynous blond, slim, much younger, pretty toyboy, with a diamond earring, over coffee.

Sarah had his complete attention as he ogled her ass in a tight, short skirt as she served the coffee, thriving on and enjoying his attention as she sat down and crossed her legs for his benefit.

“My man I both agree any sexual inhibitions need to be completely abandoned to achieve the ultimate sexual experience. So let’s all talk frankly and openly. What has been your ultimate sexual experience Christine?,” Sarah asked, as they sipped their coffee as Jules listened most attentively.

“Why don’t you go first Roger, break the ice for us.”

“I have an ass fetish, kissing and licking Sarah’s magnificent ass cheeks before we share another man or woman. Perhaps a boy to please Sarah,” I teased while I had Jules full attention, as he alternated looking at Sarah and me.

“Now you Christine.”

“The first time I fucked two hung men, they were huge, while my man watched while my girlfriend gave him a blow job.

“And you Dianne, tell us about yours?”

“My man watching me seduce Jules. We had a tacit agreement he could watch me seduce a toyboy One of his long held fetishes. He wanted the toyboy to be really well hung. I was naked from the waist down as Jules licked me with his hands on my ass. The moment Jules slid his cock and balls out of the tight opening in his trousers was magical for me and my man I. He was huge and thick, neither of us expected him to be so big.”

“We are all impressed Jules, that was a big wrap from your lady. Now tell us all about your ultimate sexual experience? You are much younger than us,” Sarah asked as he took one of her fingers and sucked it.

“The night Dianne seduced me while her man watched,” he told us as Sarah smiled at him as he sucked two of her fingers. “When her man joined in, it was sexual heaven. She triggered my interest in older women, she wants to watch me seduce and pleasure another woman. Do I have your permission Diane?,” he asked.

The sexual chemistry between Sarah and Jules was electric as he approached Sarah and licked and kissed her thighs, then ran his hands up her skirt. “These would look better around your heels, much better,” he told her as she lifted her ass so he could slide her thong off.

“Should I leave?,” Christine asked, a little agitated, as she watched on, the odd one out.

“No stay and watch. And enjoy, I love an audience. Perhaps this will be my ultimate sexual experience?,” Sarah told her. “And perhaps our’s baby?,” she smiled at me.

The look on Sarah’s face was one of exquisite anticipation as he took her hand and helped her stand. “So would your skirt,” he told her as he turned her around, undid the zipper and slid it past her heels.

“Your big ass is magnificent,” he told her with his hands on her hips as he knelt and licked and kissed her ass cheeks as she clenched them for him while smiling for the small, though appreciative audience.

Jules was in total control as he turned Sarah around, grasped her ass cheeks and commenced licking her cunt lips as she parted her legs for him, hands on her hips, smiling at me. I never tire of watching a woman with wonderful thighs, receiving and enjoying cunnilingus, standing in heels with her legs apart. In this case my lady, perhaps part of my ultimate sexual experience today?

At that moment, I was reminded of Sarah’s answer a week ago when Mary asked her, “What is your ultimate sexual experience?”

“Size is important for me, I love flaunting my naked body for a hung man, I enjoy being licked and teased by both sexes. And I love having my big ass worshiped. I also have a thing about sex with an audience. Perhaps two women and one man?”

“Are you comfortable watching my toyboy tongue fucking your lady,” Diane asked me as both she and Sarah directed his head with a hand.

“Yes, a mutual turn on for us,” I told her truthfully as she ran a hand over my obvious erection under my slacks as she watched Sarah soaking up the sexual pleasure he was providing her.

Jules stepped back, helped Sarah remove her blouse, no bra, lick and suck her nipples, then remove his own shirt. He had an obvious erection, a real boner, under his slacks before Diane slid his trousers to his ankles and helped him step out of them. “You are making me jealous baby, but I love watching,” Diane told him as they tongue kissed.”

“Wow, long and thick,” Sarah managed to whisper as she ogled his almost hairless erection, then slid a hand along it while I tongue kissed her. An incredible vibe, just exquisite, exchanging tongue kisses with my lady while watching a toyboy, half her age tongue fucking her to her great enjoyment.

“Would you like to watch me give Jules a blow job?,” she whispered, knowing I would.

“I would Sarah,” Diane cut in. “Would you like to watch me give your man a blow job simultaneously?,” she whispered as Sarah returned her kisses. “How about you Jules, would you like to watch me give Sarah’s man blow job while she gives one to you?”

The smile on his face made a verbal reply unnecessary as his lady helped me undress to show him and his lady my already thick, nine-inch erection.

Jules and I were comparing the sizes of our erections, as were our ladies, as we sat on carver chairs at ninety-degrees to each other, mirrors on all four sides, while each other’s naked ladies knelt between our legs.

The women were mimicking each other, or was Diane watching Sarah to learn new tricks? Licking our balls, the underside of our erections as they pushed our erections back against our torsos. Both of them moved slightly so they could slide our erections over their nipples.

Jules and I both had our hands behind our heads as our ladies simultaneously wrapped their pursed lips around our erections, tacitly determined to outlast each other.

They were rolling our balls around in their hands while they continued sucking. Giving the whole sack a few soft tugs. Then focusing on our balls with their mouths. Keeping a hand going on our erections as they licked all around our testicles with a broad, flat tongue. Taking each ball in their mouth for what seemed like a minute. Licking in between our balls, going all the way from the back of our scrotum to the front.

“What do you like better? This? Or this Jules?,” Sarah asked, determined to take the lead role and show how good she is.

I watched my lady holding the base of Jules’ erection in her hand while moving her lips back and forth over the ridge between the head of his erection and shaft, teasing by moving an inch before Diane copied her.

A basic stroke with her hand on his erection, then turning her wrist back and forth as she moved up and down his erection.

Christine was red faced, fascinated as she stood closely, watching and comparing the blow job techniques of two women, and mentally comparing the size of our erections.

It was obvious neither Jules or I would be able to hold out much longer, we were breathing heavily, both with a bulglng vein along the full length of our erections. Not sure which woman was mimicking which, as they sucked just the tips of our erections, their tongues in play, while they ran the tip of a thumb and finger along our erections.

“Do you want me to stop Jules?,” Sarah teased as she increased the pressure. “Do you? Do you?,” she continued teasing, his lady watching on, as he stood and commenced masturbating. “I love watching a man masturbate, a toyboy, half my age is special, very special she told him as he growled and blew a huge load.

“Wow,” was all Diane said as she continued teasing me to orgasm.

“I need an orgasm, fuck me with your tongue until I cum Jules,” Sarah told him as they swapped positions in the chair.

I had watched men, and women, bring my lady to orgasm with their tongues while I watched. Never with that man’s lady sucking me to orgasm.

“Was that our ultimate sexual experience?,” my lady Sarah asked me after she watched Diane swallow while she was enjoying multiple orgasms on Jules’ tongue.

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Reflection

FRIDAY: Kids. …
Walking toward the house; reflecting. …, I think back to the phone call I received two hours ago from Jimmy. Jimmy is my nephew. It seems Jimmy is at a party which has gone wild. Jimmy told me that there were a couple of girls there, one of whom had been at Jessica’ wedding; who were hiding. He mentioned three black dudes who were terrorizing the party and he was; ‘afraid for his ass’; as he worded it.
I gave Willie a call as Sally is still in China. I told Willie I’d pick him up with the ‘Chopper’. I have a “Heli” pad fenced off at one end of my office building. We have a new helicopter pilot; ex- Canadian military, best pilot we’ve ever employed. It would take me one half hour to reach my office.
Willie is 20 clicks in the wrong direction so he’s driving to meet me at a ranch Gino owns nearer the city. Willie’ niece Dawn is at this party; which is why I called Willie. I surely hope Dawn is ok or people will be hurt. Jimmy had said that a woman was hurt and bleeding.
I sent my Limo ahead to the party location about 195 clicks north of the city at some ones farm. I expect to arrive within an hour from take off just ahead of the Limo. I know Willie called Gino so there will be a second limo; black.
Benny, the helicopter pilot, and I pick up Willie and Karl at Gino’ ranch; fifty minutes later we arrive at the farm where the party is taking place. According to Jimmy there is room for a chopper north of the garage. My helicopter has the latest in RADAR / LIDAR technology so I am confident we will not hit any wires. Benny sets the chopper down. Willie, Karl and I disembark. Benny stays with the helicopter.
Willie, Karl and I approach the house where all the action is taking place. I notice some yelling and commotion going on near the front step. Several teenage men are trying to help a rather attractive woman down the steps. As we near; Angie, from the fast food outlet and Jessica’s wedding; runs toward me: “Please sir, will you help us, they hurt my mom.”
Looking at Angie’s mom I see she has her feet spread wide and is having difficulty standing. I go to her: “Hello…I’m an acquaintance of your daughters, she says you are hurt.”
Angie’s mom looks at me: “Yes, they forced a toy inside me, and I cannot walk or sit.”… I need medical attention.”
“I’m Bob Smithe. I have a helicopter over by the garage which is equipped for medi-vac.”
“Hi Bob, I’m Debra, Angie’s mother. I don’t think I can walk that far Bob.”
Before I can answer the young men who had been helping her picked her up, one on each side of this lovely woman, and carried her, legs spread open, dress draped between those legs; to the chopper. I follow close behind. Willie and Karl went inside the house to find Dawn.
It took ten minutes to place Angie’s mom onto the gurney and into the helicopter properly. Amongst other things, Benny is a trained field Medic, Combat Medic. I gave Benny instructions and handed Angie the necessary documents. Angie’s sister Crystal went with them in the chopper. I watch the chopper leave.
Who the hell would do such a thing I ask myself, sticking a toy transformer inside a woman. I am going to check up on Debra when I get back to the city.
Turning I see the young men who had helped out entering the house. I start towards the house only to see the same young men retreat backwards onto the porch. They move aside as Willie walks out the door. Dawn is in Willie’s arms. A black dude follows Willie out the door; I recognize him from the hotel. Willie descends the stairs; the black fellow never gets that far. Three of the young men, all white, jump him and start pounding on him. There is some yelling but soon the black dude is quiet; and bloody.
Standing at the top of the stairs holding the other two black guys is Karl. Karl has a hold of them by a foot, one from each of them. Once the scrap is over Karl descends the stairs dragging the two fellows behind him. I watch with much amusement as their respective heads bounce off each tread. Damn fine human being that Karl. Heads turn as people hear see me coming.
A crowd has gathered on the porch now. The five young men who helped Angie’ mom have been joined by three of their friends. One of the young guys, white, bolts from the pack and boots the fallen black dude in the head. One of his friends walks over to him and grabs his arm; whispering into his ear, he stops and looks toward me.
They both grab an ankle and drag this battered fellow over to a car where Karl has stopped with the other two. I wonder whose car Karl has; shrugging I move along.
These two young men strut their stuff and are budding up to Karl. Karl speaks softly to the two young men. They turn and walk quickly away from Karl toward the house. On their way to the house the two young men past bye me; both sets of eyes locked onto my eyes and quickly looked away.
Once at the porch the two young men talk briefly with their friends. The porch clears with only mild protestations. The door closes after the last youth leaves the porch. …, all is quiet.
I look about; noticing Karl placing the black dudes into the car, two in the back, and one in the passenger front seat. I walked toward the limo with Willie in it; I spoke with the driver; went to the rear window, Willie rolled down the window.
“How is Dawn?”… I ask.
“Pretty drunk Bob … thanks for letting us use the limo.”
“No problem, catch up to you later.”
I notice Karl drive bye on his way out of the yard. Randy, my driver, follows suite, he nods as he drives bye, Willie and Dawn in the back. A Black Limo sits near the gate; I have company for the night. …, ‘hai avuto modo di amare la cosa nostra,” . . ., I never even saw the black limo arrive.
Opening the door to the house, stepping inside, I see the kids standing around.
“Kind of a quiet party isn’t it.”… I say out load.
“We want to go Mister.” … a pretty teenage girl responds.
I looked at one of the young men who helped out Angie’ mom: “Did you talk to your friends.”
“Yes sir.”
“One car at a time, you can leave now.”
“Yes sir.”
“Drive safely, and no drunk drivers, understand.
A chorus of “ Yes sirs.”
I stand back and watch nearly sixty teenagers leave the house in an orderly fashion. Not one kid gets sassy. I smile, fear is a great motivator.
I still have not seen my nephew Jimmy; however, I heard the sounds of partying. I move toward the noise. Making my way through this house. It is a large two story home, ‘L’ shaped, with a one story annex forming a ‘U’. I come to a patio door. Stepping through the patio doors I see a swimming pool. The pool is devoid of swimmers. I walk the circumference of the pool; which is ‘L’ shaped with a 3 metre diving board at the small end of the ‘L’. The pool is inside the ‘U’ of this large rural house.
Nice pool, taking one more tour of the pool area I turn to the house. I see a second patio door and head in that direction. My cell vibrates so I look to see a message, my companions want to know if all is well. I text,’ I’m ok.’
Nearing the patio door I hear the unmistakable sounds of love making. I veer to the nearest window and there before my wondering eyes I see my little friend Sonia fucking her brains out. I watch for several minutes. Sonia sure likes to fuck.
I think back to Sonia and my sexual encounter with her in my motor vehicle. Sonia was having self esteem issues that night, not any more I notice. Perhaps I should change careers and become a sex therapist; I think jokingly to myself.
I smile at my handy work in motion. The young man with her is getting well ridden. Sonia sees me and winks. She bends forward speaking to her young man. I watch as she places her shirt over his face, covering his eyes. She moves his hands over his head, Sonia whispers into his ear, he nods.
Sonia looks at me and blows a kiss. I wonder what the hell she is up to. She arches her back and works herself to a sexual apex, displaying her lovely tits to me while fucking her young man.
Although not a voyeur, I am interested in Sonia’ game, so I watch her. She opens her mouth, licks her lips, giving one hell of performance with her mouth. Sonia takes her young man’s hands and places them on her tits. She works herself into a frenzied orgasm. Her young brown tits bounce beautifully. Leaning forward, Sonia kisses her man through the shirt covering his face. Holding the shirt tight to his face she looks at me, blows me a kiss and mouths thank you. ‘Your welcome,’ I mouth back to her.
I leave the window following the sounds of partying. I smile inwardly, Kids!
I enter the house through the second patio door. Most of the lights in this part of the house are off, except night-lights. Heading toward the noise I see a light shining through a door way lighting my way. Stepping through the door I see a snoring, sleeping man on a sofa. This room appears to be a den of sorts; not the source of the noise.
Looking ahead I see another room that appears from here to be a kitchen; that is where the partying is going on. I am still in the dark, although not total darkness
I hear a shrill, hoarse voice that reminds me of a woman I once new and worked with many years ago… Stepping through the doorway into the kitchen my eyes feast upon the goings on at the kitchen table. One fellow looks at me and nods. I make a drinking motion with my hand indicating my desire to have a beer; he motions me toward the refrigerator. ….I help myself to a bottle of Coors Light.
I hear some giggling and look to see Jimmy taking pictures up a young woman’s dress; she is bending, twisting and feigning innocence whilst participating by standing with her legs open as Jimmy flashes away. A good night for the nephew. Kids!
Looking back at the table I note the goings-on on a surface normally reserved for eating. Pulling up a chair near the fellow who directed me to the refrigerator, I sit and introduce myself. His name is Wiley. He proudly points to a ‘T” shirt with Wiley Coyote on it. Our discourse is short and simple as he quickly returns to viewing the debauchery some twenty feet away. I sit drinking my beer.
Lying on the table was a matronly woman, the hostess [ a.k.a. – home owner ], passed out drunk apparently. To her immediate right was a balding man in the same condition. His head resting on his fore arm with his other hand on her tummy, just above her navel. Her husband I’m told. On her left side was a man in his late seventy’s or early eighties. Her blouse was open, her tit out of her bra. This old man was sucking on her tit much to the amusement of the others gathered about the kitchen table.
My new acquaintance, Rudy; a.k.a. – Wiley Coyote; nudges me bringing my attention to the far end of the table. Fortunately we are looking past her head toward her feet so I did not suffer ocular trauma. There, at the end of the table, stood the woman with that horrid voice. Screaming her instructions, no; her demands.
I saw the prone woman’s skirt rise above her knees exposing burgeoning thighs. As I watched it became obvious that Teri, a name I applied to the witch in charge of this debauchery; because that is the name of the woman she reminded me of; was trying to get the hostesses underwear off with considerable help from those near bye. Eventually a very large pair of white panties flew into the air landing I know not where. More cursing and yelling form the little witch and the hostess’s legs move upward and open, in the position a Gynaecologist would use.
Teri, goes to the refrigerator and lubricates her right hand with margarine. Moving back the to kitchen table she mounts the table and proceeds to try fisting the hostess.
I look to Rudy, whispering; “ Are these people going to let her fist that woman.”
“This has been in the works for a long time Bob.”… “Teri has had a thing for Donalda for years, we all know this. It has been a standing joke.” … “Teri talks big about taking Donalda from her husband claiming she came give that ‘ big cunt’ an Earth shaking orgasm. Thus steeling Donalda from her husband, Craig. That bald guy, passed out over there.
I smile, hiding my surprise at learning that Teri is actually Teri from my past. That evil little bitch.
Rudy turns back to the event of the year. Donalda’ violation goes on amidst her friends and neighbours. Teri is giving her what for while there are signs of response from Donalda. My disgust at seeing Teri is replaced by my curiosity. Sitting beside Rudy, I watch Donalda begin the motions of fucking. Her ponderous body moves gently at first.
I hear comments about Teri’s small hands, about her arm being in up to the elbow, etc.. These things register but I am engrossed in Donalda’ coming orgasm. The table groans under her weight as she thrashes about. The gallery quietens as have I; watching a woman approach orgasm.
Donalda’ eyes open but she seems not to care about her public. With her breath coming in gasps, with slight moans and gentle whimpers; this big woman orgasms in front of a crowd of well wishers. She caresses the head of the old man sucking on her tit.
Teri, in her usual classy ways, … “I made you cum you big cunt, your mine you fucking bitch.” …
The scene settles after Donalda finishes, returning to sleep on her kitchen table. I thank Rudy for the beer and informative conversation. We shake hands and off I go toward my waiting limo. Passing by the end of the kitchen table were Teri did her nasty deed I couldn’t resist slapping her ass which was still exposed a she knelt on the table. She yelped, I was pleased.
I see my nephew but don’t bother to say good night. He is chatting up the girl who let him take pictures of her, up skirt. They seem to be getting along well so why disturb. Jimmy has trouble getting a girl friend.
I get into the limo. The driver and body guard sit in front. I sit in the back, feet up, shoes off, and relaxing sipping on a beer. Gino’ vehicles are top shelf. It will be a two hour drive home.
—————————————————————- Looking at my watch and see I’ll be home about 4:00am Saturday. Consider-ing the week I’ve had I should be grateful that no woman is here wanting sex. But, then again, considering my mind it isn’t long before my mind turns to women. For some reason I start thinking about the first time I met Sally. …

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