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Recently at forty-five years old and worried about fast approaching fifty, I wanted to find a new lover and fulfil some of the items on my sexual bucket list: a three-way with a second man, a second woman, lesbian sex and sex with a young boy.

Less then a year later I have worked through all the items on sexual bucket list with Maureen, my wonderful new bi-sexual lover. For both of us, collagen lips our only enhancement. As I approach my forty-sixth birthday. she has helped me prepare an exciting new sexual bucket list for hers and mine sexual pleasure.

Maureen telling me, “We have unfinished business, lots of unfinished business, deviate sexual pleasures Sofie. Would you like a young girl to seduce you? Or you seduce a young girl? While I watch? We could share a tranny, seduce her, a surprise tranny for you, a gorgeous feminine woman with good tits and a large cock. “We could each fuck a man, a boy even, while we watch each other. Perhaps seduce a woman or girl while we watch each other?

“I am a member of a very exciting and exclusive club I would like to take you to. The entertainment is so good, so sexy. The male entertainers are a real standout. Have you ever watched a man give a head job, a blow to another man? I always find it so exciting, so perverse, so kinky.”

Asking me for some suggestions to enhance our sex lives, to make it even kinkier for our sexual pleasure. I did have some kinky suggestions for our sexual pleasure. A spanking and a golden shower for us both.

I am Sofie, twice married and divorced, employed as a business professional in Marketing. My two children are living and working in distant cities. I am to please and be pleased sexually.

In my story REBOOTING MY SEX LIFE AT FORTY-FIVE. I told how I had just turned forty-five and worried I was fast approaching fifty, also worried and frustrated my currently non existent sex life might stay that way. I told how one of my girlfriends Maureen seduced me while I was having afternoon coffee wth her. Leading me into an exciting and new sex life, rebooting it for me and with me.

Maureen teaching and showing me, oral and manual sex are a dynamic combination when combined. Talking to me while tongue fucking me. Dropping a hint for future sex with her, teasing me when she told me, “Our sex could be even better with my man watching, while you are sucking his rock hard erection.

“Like anything sexual, getting good at cunnilingus is about a strong dynamic between the people involved, and you don’t get there by accident.” Both of us wanting this new relationship to develop further.

Confiding to Maureen about the items on my bucket list without any embarrassment, as she listened intently. “A three-way with a second man, a three-way with a second woman, lesbian sex, sex with a young boy, eighteen or nineteen with a huge cock.

A little over a week later Maureen asked me if I would be comfortable with her and one of her women friends. How could I say no, at forty-five years old my sex life had been revived.

“Your magnificent, big ass is so good,” she told me while Maureen watched on naked, teasing her clit for us. “You really are a sexy, horny bitch Sofie, a lesbian’s delight.”

The three-way with a second man happened on a Friday night with Maureen’s current man, the first time I had met him. The first time another woman had watched a man’s erection sliding into me, Maureen watching her man fucking me.

Maureen making love to me while she watched her man fucking me, talking to both of us, kissing me, returning her kisses, licking and sucking my nipples and tits while her man fucked me. The first time I had a cock in me for so long, so good with his lady Maureen watching, enjoying and joining in.

It was close to midnight when I watched Maureen fucking her man. A revenge fuck. Also the first time I had ever watched a woman and man man fucking.

Maureen set up Jade for me, a hunky, handsome young boy, nineteen or twenty years old, ‘a very gifted and exciting boy, very gifted, extremely well endowed and so talented.’

I had wanted to fuck a young boy his age with a huge cock for years, making him my fantasy young boy. His erection like an iron bar in me. Twelve inches and so thick. Twice in the same session, while Maureen watched.

Phone sex with Maureen, one night, naked for her with my largest vibrator ready when she phoned.

“We have unfinished business Sofie, a whole new agenda of kinky sex for us. Would you like a young girl to seduce you? Or you seduce a young girl? We could share a tranny, seduce her, a surprise tranny for you, a gorgeous feminine woman with good tits and a large cock.

“We could each fuck a man, a boy even, while we watch each other. Perhaps seduce a woman or girl while we watch each other?

“There is a very exciting and exclusive club I would like to take you to. The entertainment is so good, so sexy. The male entertainers are a real standout. Have you ever watched a man give a head job, a blow to another man?

“You must have some suggestions Sofie, kinky suggestions for our sexual pleasure?” I did have some kinky suggestions for our sexual pleasure. A spanking and a golden shower for us both.

I am a year older now, forty-six, my sexual preferences and desires far more sophisticated since I met my bi-sex lover Maureen, who had introduced me to sexual pleasure I had only dreamed of.

“Happy birthday honey, Be warned, this could be a long late night,” Maureen told me as we readied ourselves for a visit to the exciting and exclusive club Maureen wanted to take me to, both of us dressed to impress.

When we arrived I was fazed by the discreet, MEMBERS AND THEIR GUESTS, sign. The security man greeting Maureen by name and waved us through. She really is full of surprises.

The entertainment so good, so sexy, watching from priority front row seats, Wonderful adult entertainment for the mixed audience. A beautiful young girl giving a head job to a well hung young boy, both of them around nineteen-years old. Watching a naked well hung second man around twenty-five tongue fucking a voluptuous older woman with a magnificent lush body, before he fucked her, well and truly fucked her, every which way.

The size of the audience had increased when two colored men in their early twenties appeared, the audience gasping while they watched them remove each other’s black silk gowns. Just like everyone else Maureen and me were impressed by their naked bodies, taut ass’s and the size of their flaccid cocks.

One man taking control, licking and sucking the other’s nipples. Teasing his cock to erection with his hand. Whispering to Maureen, turned on by the two men, “He is huge, fucking huge.” For both of us watching a man giving another man a head job was high on our list of deviate sexual pleasures.

The two men were a huge turn on for both of us. Talking to each other, as one teased and edged the other. Moaning, “Oh fuck yes, yes, yes,” as he orgasmed. Our hands teasing the insides of each other thighs while we watched.

“Go with the flow Sofie, trust me,” Maureen whispered to me as two gorgeous, topless young men took our hands, leading us upstairs, into a softly lit room, soft seductive music, mirrors on all the walls and ceiling. A few day beds and chairs, some ropes hanging from the ceiling with leather cuffs. “We are for your total pleasure ladies, your wish is our command, Absolute sexual pleasure” one of the men told us confidently as we looked around. Repeating, “Absolute sexual pleasure.”

“Go with the flow Sofie, trust me,” Maureen told me again, while kissing with our tongues. “Trust me, enjoy them, go with the flow.”

Recalling her words for our bucket list. “We could each fuck a man, a boy even, while we watch each other.” We did watch each other that night. So sexy, such a turn on watching two anonymous young men, two young studs undressing us. Lifting our skirts above our waists, sliding our knickers over our heels, sliding a fingertip along our shaved cunt lips.

Turning us around to admire our big ass’s, their hands all over our ass cheeks. Maureen and me kissing me with their hands on our ass cheeks. Asking us to undress each other while they dropped their tight slacks. Just as we expected, they were both extremely well hung, with large, thick completely shaved erections.

Seating us on stools facing each other, our naked bodies reflected in a maze of mirrors. Sliding the tips of their tongues over our nipples, sliding the tips of their tongues over our cunt lips.

Sliding the tips of their erections over our nipples, sliding the tips of their erections over our wet cunt lips. The studs asking us in unison, “Do we have your permission to fuck you? “Yes?” Yes?,” before we watched them slide their erections into us, right up to their balls.

Maureen and me determined to turn the men on even more. Watching each other, moaning softly, “Fuck me. Fuck me, harder, Fuck my cunt, fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt.”

Both of us so pleased we had dispensed another item from our deviate sex, bucket list.

Maureen whispering, “Trust me, go wth the flow Sofie,” as she took me into the bathroom where the men were showering in a huge alcove. Both of us admiring their wet naked bodies, before Maureen led me into the shower alcove. Telling the men, “We want to give you something to remember us by.” Standing close to the man who had fucked her. “A golden shower for just you.”

I followed her lead as best I could, for the first time in my life, giving a man a golden shower, the man who had fucked me. Maureen and me enjoying the power we had over the men at that moment. Both of them mesmerized watching us peeing over them. Imagining them telling their buddies about two kinky bi women in their forties giving them a golden shower.

Maureen wanting to stamp her authority over the occasion and raise the kinky, sexual tension. Standing close to me, kissing with our tongues, while she gave me my first ever golden shower. So kinky, so good. The alternate men we fucked, washing us in the shower afterwards. My sex life progressing in leaps and bounds. So good. What next?

I hadn’t understood what the ropes with leather cuffs hanging from the ceiling were for. Their purpose slowly dawning on me while I watched the other man fasten my man’s wrists in the cuffs, adjusting the rope so the man’s arms were stretched upwards, legs spread.

Maureen opening a cupboard, sifting through the equipment therein, choosing an old style school cane. Teasing the man’s nipples with the tip of it. Teasing his ass cheeks with the tip of the cane. Sliding the cane over his ass, teasing him. A kinky side of Maureen I hadn’t known or seen before. I like it.

Asking him, teasing him, “Do you really want this, a caning on that gorgeous ass? Do you?,” moments before we heard a swish as the cane made loud contact with his ass. “Will twelve of these be satisfactory,” she teased as the other man stood alongside her, his hand on her ass. Slowly counting down, teasing the man for his pain and pleasure. All of us recalling sadistic canings at school.

By the time of her eighth stroke, louder and harder each time, the man had an erection. By the time of her eleventh stroke, he had an absolute boner. On the twelfth stroke his pain and pleasure were a turn on for all of us. The bman who had fucked Maureen giving my man a head job. They had told us they work as a team. Maureen had warned me to be ready for a long late night, it was a very late night.

Dreaming that night of the spanking I was looking forward to, an aphrodisiac for me, wondering how it might eventuate. Clenching my ass cheeks while dreaming and fantasising about it. Wondering if it will be Maureen spanking my big ass, or another woman, or a man? Will there be anyone watching me being spanked?

My kinky side hoping there will be an audience for my spanking, with my big ass raised on a pillow. A cane, a whip or someone’s firm hand? Sex afterwards a definite must. Cunnilingus from a female or a fuck from a male? Perhaps both for me?

It was almost two months later when my spanking came about. Maureen asked me to dress as a school girl, handing me a St Trinian’s style school uniform, low heels, black stockings, a skimpy black garter belt, the type we we both prefer, instead of an awful school girl style garter belt, a short flared skirt and a white blouse. There were six boys in college uniform watching, the youngest of them probably just past eighteen.

Maureen leading me into an adjoining room to change, leaving the door open so the boys could watch me changing. Three mirrors on adjacent walls so I was visible for the boys, Oh wow, I thought, so good, a forty-six year old kinky bi-sex woman, enjoying performing a striptease for six young college boys. Enjoying the thought I was probably older than their mothers. Flaunting my naked body for the boys, and my lover Maureen, turning so the boys could ogle my naked body from all angles.

The boys mesmerized while they watched me naked, before I slid the black stockings halfway up my thighs, struggling with the tiny garter belt that failed to hide my pubes or my ass. Maureen helping before she fastened one strap on the garter belt to a stocking. Asking the boys if they would like to help, two of them raced into the room, their hands shaking as they fumbled to fasten the straps to the stockings. Both boys with obvious erections under their college trousers.

Playing the vamp for the boys as I fastened the short flared skirt around my hips, finally the white blouse, no bra, my nipples obvious.

Maureen re-emerged wearing a black leather catsuit, the boys hanging on to her every word. “Sofie and me are lovers, bi-sexual lovers. She was very naughty last week. She had sex with one of girlfriends and her man. Sex with both of them without my permission. Didn’t you, you bitch?”

I did have sex with them without her permission, though I did tell her two nights later after I had seduced her, tongue fucked her as a penance,

“Consequently I will need to punish her, spank her, spank her beautiful big ass hard. That’s why I invited you boys here, she has been looking forward to a spanking for months, a spanking like she had at boarding school many times. Now at last, I have an excuse to spank her.

“Have you boys had a spanking at college? Did it hurt? Did you enjoy it? Were other boys watching? Did they enjoy watching? Do you boys want to watch me spank Sophie, my beautiful bi-sex lover?,” Maureen asked as we kissed with our tongues, two kinky, bi-women in their forties creating new levels of foreplay. The boys on edge. “If you will be uncomfortable watching me spank the cheating bitch, you can leave anytime. No refunds though.”

Suddenly realising Maureen has charged the boys to watch her spank me. An extra frisson for me. Knowing good looking college boys were prepared to watch me have my big ass spanked. Learning later they paid $500 each to watch. Explaining the $1,500 Maureen gave me as a ‘clothing and make up allowance’.

Just as I had expected Maureen had a pillow on the bed for me. Asking one of the boys to lift my skirt over my hips, before I laid face down, my almost naked ass framed by my garter belt positioned upward toward the ceiling. Maureen teasing my legs apart, running her fingertips along the insides of my thighs, three boys either side of me watching.

“Have you boys ever seen a more beautiful big ass than the one my cheating bitch has on show for us? Tell me you are sorry, bitch?,” she asked not too seriously. The boys breathing heavily.

“Two turns each boys, admire her big ass, run your fingers over her big ass, slowly, over all of it before you spank it, take it in turns.

Gritting my teeth as I counted the spanks, a boy’s soft hand on each of my ass cheeks, the spank, the hit, a little harder each time, my arousal increasing each time. So good, wondering what my housewife friends are doing today.

When I told one of girlfriends about the sex with Maureen afterwards, kiss and make up sex, with six boys watching and masturbating, she didn’t believe me, even when I showed her the marks on my ass.

For the last week my bi sex lover Maureen had been tempting me with videos of hung trannies. Explaining to me, “They have an added dimension when it comes to sex – tits and a cock, preferably both in generous doses.” By the end of the week I was hanging out to experience my first tranny. One of the images she showed me was a side on shot of a tranny in panty hose with her back to the wall flaunting a huge erection thrusting out of her panty hose that really piqued my already strong libido.

Another was a pic of tall slim tranny sitting on a chair in front of a wall length mirror wearing nothing but heels and a g-string with her large semi-erect cock poking out. The most exciting ones and my biggest turn on were a series of pics where a tranny in a very short leather skirt and heels had her very thick erection sucked by another tranny with her erection showing. And she really was thick, the ecstatic look of pleasure on her face had me wanting the same.

“One day soon we could share a tranny, seduce her, a surprise tranny for you, for us, a gorgeous feminine woman with good tits and a large cock. Would you like that Sophie?,” Maureen asked, reminding me of one of the items on my bucket list,

“Make it happen for me this Sunday afternoon, organise a tranny who can pleasure us both, a tranny we can share, I am hanging out for it, I want it bad, really bad,” I told Maureen on the Thursday night while she was tongue fucking me. “Younger than us, very pretty and really well hung with a feminine body. “Please baby, please?”

I am not sure how Maureen organized it. At two-thirty on Sunday we arrived at Jenni’s obviously expensive condo in a popular suburb, the concierge looking closely at us and the way were dressed before he buzzed us in. “If that’s Maureen and Sophie come right in,” a husky voice told us at the door.

“I’m Jenni and I am here for your pleasure and mine,” she smiled as we entered. Admiring her cropped brunette hairdo and attractive, exotic slim size 10-12 body, Stark naked apart from sexy heels, sitting on a chair with her legs wide apart flaunting a huge flaccid cock with just a trace of pubic hair. As we took in our new surrounds we were pleased to note there were full length mirrors on all the walls with lovely seductive soft jazz music playing.

“I am to pleasure and be pleasured by both of you,” Jenni told us as we both ogled her smooth skin, tits and cock. “One of my parents was from Thailand and one from Tahiti, that might explain my exotic looks and sexual preferences. Thirty-six B and seven-inches fully erect,” in case you were wondering.”

I did enjoy Maureen slowly undressing me while Jenni watched, flaunting my naked body for her.

“Your ass is glorious Sophie, magnificent, I wish I had one like that,” Jenni told me as Maureen slid my g-string down over my ankles and heels as I posed, hands on my hips with my legs spread while I ogled her now very erect cock. Hoping it was obvious I wanted to have her and she have me. “Now you Maureen, I want to watch Sophie undress you for me.”

“Enjoy honey, your turn on is my turn on, and this is a huge turn on for me. I can see you ogling her cock while she is sucking you. I am ogling it as well, she is very impressive. Good tits as well. And I want you to watch me blow her cock when she is finished with you.”

I have lost count the very erect cocks I have blown since my first one when I was around twenty – twenty-six years ago. Though I have never blown a tranny’s erection, even more exciting while my bi lover watched and enjoyed. At that moment I had never wanted to have any erection as much as this one. So turned on Maureen watching while I scratched Jenni’s ass, her erection sliding between my pursed lips as I teased my very wet cunt with a finger of my other hand.

“Baby she is so good, look at her tits and huge cock with her hand on my ass.”

“I am honey, I am,” I whispered as I ogled Jenni’s erection, absolutely lusting for it like I never ever have before for anyone.

“Do it Jenni, do it, Maureen and me are both watching baby, do it,” I whispered as she blew like I have never seen a man blow.

“Did you enjoy watching Sophie blowing me Maureen?,” Jenni teased.

“Yes you know I did, very much, that was huge turn on for me. Now I want to pleasure you,” Maureen told her. She was still sitting in the same position as when we first entered. The only difference now is her erect nipples and a full on erection as we kiss like teenagers with our hands on each others faces.

“I am so turned on by your body Jenni,” I told her as I licked and kissed her nipples with a hand on her balls as I scratched them lightly with my nails “Sit on that high stool for me Jenni, I want to have you while I am standing.” Jenni played the moment beautifully and teased me some more as she stood and posed with her hands on her hips and legs wide apart flaunting her erection.

I was aware of Maureen close by watching me and Jenni as I knelt in front of her, licking the full length of her erection, the underside, both sides and then slowly sliding it between my pursed lips. “You are magnificent Jenni, your exotic body has really turned me on.”

“Good, I am pleased and I love looking at your glorious ass in the mirrors while you are pleasuring me. And I love your lady watching us.”

One of the reasons I wanted to have Jenni while standing, I hoped Maureen would kneel behind me, tease the insides of my thighs with her fingertips, then put a hand between my legs and tease my cunt lips with a fingertip while she kissed my ass, something we both enjoy.

When she did just that while I was sucking Jenni’s erection it was a massive extra turn on for me as Jenni told me, “I love watching your lady kissing your glorious ass, love it.

“You really are very good Sophie, my cock is even harder for you than when you started,” Jenni moaned as I was sucking her big cock and swirling my tongue around her throbbing erection. Just the tip of Jenni’s cock in my mouth, applying pressure with my tongue while I stroked the rest of her throbbing erection between my thumb and forefinger.

“Size is important for me, remind me again how big you are Jenni?,” I teased as I let her erection slip out from between my lips, running a lightly clenched fist along it as I blew on it and licked it.

“Seven inches.”

“Tell Maureen for me as well.”

“Seven inches Maureen. Would you like to have it after Sophie?

“Your lady is very good Maureen, look at what she is doing to my erection,” Jenni teased as I was determined to provide a blow job she, Maureen and me would long remember while my bi lover watched, an extra turn on for me.

Taking just the tip of Jenni’s cock in my mouth again, applying pressure with my tongue, ever so lightly teasing the rest of her throbbing erection between my thumb and forefinger. Glancing sideways in the wall mirror, the sight of Jenni’s erection sliding between my lips a reminder of how big she was. “I love watching what you are doing to my cock in the mirror Sophie. Don’t stop, you are so talented.”

“What can I do to make it better for you,” I asked as I scratched Jenni’s balls ever so lightly with my fingernails while sliding just the tip of her erection between my lips.

“Tease my nipples with your fingertips while you lick and suck the tip of my cock. Now pinch my nipples. Harder, hurt me. Now tease my balls with your nails. Now squeeze them. You are so good Sophie, so fucking good,” Jenni moaned as I swallowed.

“Your turn to pleasure me Jenni, I need some personal sexual pleasure, I love being licked and teased to get there, I want you to lick my cunt while my lady Maureen sucks your cock,” I told her full of expectation as we showered together and wound down in the afterglow with our hands all over each other.

“Fine by me, let’s make it even better, give me a few minutes to get ready. When Jenni reappeared she strutted in looking ultra feminine, fabulous long legs, wearing a very short, low cut black skirt with a long zipper down the back and a new pair of very sexy black heels with straps around the ankles. Without her huge cock she would pass as a full on female anywhere. However, with her huge cock she is a very erotic creature who really has piqued my libido. “Seduce me like you would your lover, both of you,” she smiled as she had our full attention.

Jenni and I commenced kissing passionately while she lifted her skirt high enough for me to touch her semi-erect cock as I slid the zip down, then slide it off her shoulders and help her step out of it. Jenni was wearing very skimpy crotchless black leather briefs with a combined cock ring with her now very erect cock and balls poking out of them at forty-five degrees.

“I want you to lick my cunt while Maureen sucks your cock,” I repeated in an agitated voice, watching Maureen commence licking and kissing her nipples with a hand on her erection. “Where do you want me?”

“Sit on my face so I can lick your cunt while you watch your lady sucking my cock,” Jenni told me as she lay on her back on the bed.

Any inhibitions I may have had about sex with a tranny were long gone as Maureen and me ogled her second thick erection for the afternoon as we licked and kissed Jenni’s erect nipples, adding to my sexual excitement. At the very moment Maureen took Jenni’s erection between her lips I could feel her wet tongue on my cunt lips.

If I told my girlfriends what we were doing at that moment, they would never believe me, I mused. Though I will enjoy telling them soon and making some of them very envious.

“I am so horny, so fucking horny,” I was moaning softly to myself as Jenni’s tongue probed my cunt lips while I watched my lover sucking her with half of her erection between her lips.

My body trembling slightly as my first orgasm approached. Losing count of the number of increasingly strong orgasms that followed as Jenni’s tongue worked magic on my cunt lips while I watched my bi lover sucking her cock. When she found and teased the tip of my clit I exploded in a huge, noisy orgasm. “Want some more Sophie?,” Jenni managed to mutter as she had her hands on my ass, manipulating my cunt lips along her tongue.

“What a fuck that was, glorious the foreplay was just incredible,” my lady Maureen told us as we wound down in the shower. “Pity we are all so inhibited.”

The thought of sex with a young teenage girl, wanting to seduce and be seduced by a nineteen-year old girl had been on my mind and on my sexual bucket list for so long. I had confided to Maureen my bi sex lover about my fetish in the afterglow of our love making many times. Agreeing with me how exciting that might be, seducing and being seduced by a teenage girl.

Asking each other what our fantasy teenage girl would look like. Running ideas past each other as we lightly kissed in the afterglow, our hands all over each other’s naked bodies. Both of us agreeing our fantasy teenage girl should be a blond, size 8-10 angel doll, with a wonderful young body. Maureen raising the sexual tension when she suggested, “Our fantasy teenage girl could bring her male teenage lover along. A hung, young stud for me to seduce while while you seduce his girlfriend.”

We met Jack and Jill for coffee on a Thursday, Maureen sitting alongside Jack, me siting alongside Jill. They were such a close match to what we imagined our nineteen-year old couple should be. Both a little tense at first, each of us with a hand on their knee.

Maureen explaining we were bi-sexual lovers with a bucket list of sexual preferences. Telling them the thought of sex with a young teenage girl, wanting to seduce and be seduced by a nineteen-year old girl had been on my mind and on my sexual bucket list for so long.

Jack had a look of shock and excitement on his face when Maureen told him, “A hung, young stud for me to seduce while while Sophie seduces his girlfriend has great appeal for both of us. Are we on the same page Jack?” We were on the same page, while I was left wondering again how Maureen manages to keep finding exciting new lovers for us.

Jack and Maureen whispering to each other, her hand over his erection, while she explained what she wanted. “Give you a head job before I fuck you, while Sophie seduces your gorgeous girlfriend.”

My hand inside Jill’s thighs, red faced as she listened to Maureen. “Oh wow, so exciting do you really want to seduce and be seduced by me? A gorgeous bi woman my mothers age?”

“Yes I do, very much.” I smiled while Maureen and me kissed our new partners with our tongues. Jack’s face contorted as Maureen teased his cock over his slacks. Asking “Does Saturday night work for you? Eight at Sophie’s condo, dress to impress.”

At 7.30 on the Saturday Maureen and me watched each other dressing for our new partners. Asking me, “Do you think this look will turn Jack on?,” as I watched her fit a sexy black garter belt over her hips, before she fastened her stockings to the long sexy straps, then some heels, and a cup-less bra, no knickers. I had decided on heels, and sexy black lingerie under my short dress.

Jack and Jill did dress to impress, just as Maureen and me did. Holding hands when they arrived, a little unsure of themselves. Jill looking absolutely gorgeous and innocent. Simple immaculate make up, heels and a short dress, Jack in tight white, slacks and an expensive crisp white t-shirt, highlighting his barrel chest, his large cock obvious.

Relaxing as they tuned into the sexy saxophone music. Politely refusing our offer of alcohol. Maureen and Jack kissing with their tongues, just as Jill and me did. My ego and libido in overdrive, my hands holding her face, Jill slowly warming to my kisses. Returning my kisses. Both of us glancing at Maureen and Jack, her hand on his erection as they tongue kissed.

Forcing myself to slow down, wanting to make an event of my sexual contact with Jill, especially after waiting so long to seduce a girl her age, less than half my age, such an exciting thought. Reminding myself the way I would have liked another woman to seduce me when I was Jill’s age.

Talking softly to her, telling her exactly what I wanted to do to her, for our joint sexual pleasure. “I want to lick and suck your beautiful naked body Jill,” I whispered as we kissed with our tongues. Slowly undressing her as we continued tongue kissing, Licking and sucking her well developed tits and nipples before I rubbed them against mine bulging out of my cup-less bra. Her hand on my head, encouraging me. So exciting sliding her tiny black g-string to her ankles.

My hands on her gorgeous firm ass as I knelt in front of her, pulling her toward me, showing her what an older women can do with her tongue to pleasure a young girl. My tongue tip on her clit, simultaneously disappointed and pleased that my tongue was obviously not the first to lick her almost bald cunt lips.

Grasping her ass cheeks, hard, scratching them, some pleasure and pain for her. Responding to me, urging me to. “Fuck my cunt, fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt, I love it.” Bringing Jill to orgasm, so wet for me, with my tongue and a finger, then a second orgasm for me. Both of us only vaguely aware of Maureen close by on top of Jack, noisily riding his big cock.

“Oh wow, I love your cougar body, tits and a big ass to die for,” Jill told me as she undressed me, expertly licking and sucking my aroused nipples with two hands on my ass. A dream moment I had long lived for when she had a pillow under my ass, her arms wrapped around my thighs, expertly tongue fucking me. How could a girl this age be so good?

At that moment, I had never wanted an orgasm as much as I wanted this one from Jill, so pleased with myself, seducing and being seduced by a gorgeous, sexy girl less than half my age, so comfortable with each other. Whispering to my teenage lover, “You are so good. Fuck my cunt, fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt, I love it.”

Fighting to hold back my first orgasm, knowing I want at least three orgasms from this gorgeous young girl. Sliding her middle finger into me, while licking my clit. How did she learn to do that? Maureen and Jack standing close by now, watching on. I do like sex with an audience, this time my bi lover and her new partner. Maureen whispering to her teenage boy to run his cock over my nipples while she tongue kissed me.

Three contact points for me on my naked body. An incredible orgasm like no other. Then two more while Jill played to our audience and her teenage lover.

Perhaps time for a new bucket list of sexual pleasure soon?

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Paul and Dena Meet a Sexy Stranger

PART 6 – HONG KONG

Dena woke up to a warm sensation between her legs. Paul was lying between her legs licking her pussy. She didn’t move, enjoying his tongue plunging in and out of her hot hole. His hands found their way to her tits and pulled on her nipples. Dena took his fingers and simulated a blowjob with them. Moving up her belly, Paul began to lick her full tits. He squeezed them tightly together and licked. Straddling her, he slid his cock between her tits and started moving his hips. Dena took her tits and squeezed them tightly. She moved her tits in motion with his hips. ”Ahhhhh….fuck, Baby! That feels so good” Paul moaned. Dena leaned up and flicked the head of his cock with her tongue. She wanted to play with his balls, but couldn’t reach them. Paul increased his thrusts between her tits until he blew a hot wad in her face.

“Good morning, Partner” Paul said smiling.

“You are such a horny bastard. Can I expect these wake up calls to continue in the very near future?”

“Darlin’, when we leave here, you’re going to be lucky to get any sleep. The thought of what we’re about to accomplish and where it’s gonna take us makes my cock as hard as your tits do; maybe just a little bit harder.”

“I wanna fuck in the snow. Let’s go to Switzerland when we leave here.”

“We’ll go wherever you want. The world is gonna be ours in just a few days. You’ve done a great job with the money transfers. No one has said a word about any missing funds. This deal I’m working on here is gonna put millions in my…..uh, our…..pockets. And don’t forget the best part……I’m gonna own half of CBFride. I’ll have money and a fucking sexy slut at my side. What more could a man ask for?”

“Two sexy sluts, maybe?”

“Excuse me?” Paul almost chocked when Dena said that. It was something she had never mentioned before.

“I said, what about two sluts? There’s a Tahitian girl working in the bar I think you’d like. I was talking to her while waiting on you last night.” Paul still looked surprised. “She has big tits and liked the way mine tasted last night” Dena added.

“Liked the way yours tasted?!” Paul was getting turned on at this prospect.

“Uh-huh. I saw her staring at them and asked if she wanted to touch them. We slipped into the Ladies room and I let her play around. I’ve never had a woman touch me before. This slut is a fucking lesbo and knew what she was doing. She took her top off and let me suck on hers, too. I understand now why you get off on tits so much now. She wanted me to go home with her, but I explained that I wasn’t alone. This bitch licked my pussy and almost begged! I told her I would be back tonight with my companion and maybe we could resume our little meeting in more comfortable quarters.”

“You really are a slut!” Paul laughed. He didn’t realize it, but he was stroking his cock, picturing the two women. “Fuck yeah, she can join us! I love a ladies show!”

“She did a fine job of sucking my tits, but nothing like you.” Dena sat on Paul’s lap, sliding his cock inside. “You suck, I’ll fuck” she said as she started bouncing on his lap. Paul grabbed the huge tits and almost sucked them off and she fucked him hard. He couldn’t wait to see her in action with that Tahitian lesbo slut!

Dena shopped when Paul went to his first meeting. Stopping for lunch, she saw her friend from the previous night. Dena opened her dress, nearly exposing her nipples before the woman saw her. She quickly pinched her nipples so they could be seen through the fabric. Remembering the woman’s tongue on her pussy, Dena started to tingle and decided to sample this slut before taking her to Paul.

The slut saw Dena and smiled. Dena motioned for her to sit. As she sat down, Dena leaned over to her and caressed her thigh. “I like what you do. I want you all day to myself. Tonight, though, will a complete fuck-fest. Are you up to it?”

Putting both of her hands in Dena’s dress, the slut squeezed her tits. She looked around to see if anyone was looking and sucked both nipples. Dena’s hand ran inside the slut’s skirt, to her pussy and she began to rub. A finger slid into her hot hole, while Dena rubbed her clit with her thumb.

In Paul and Dena’s room, Dena took the woman into the bathroom. They were both naked and been fondling one another. Dena didn’t like the woman’s hairy pussy and wanted to take care of it. Taking her razor and gel, she lathered up the pussy and began shaving. She shaved the pussy bald. Looking at it, Dena knew she had to have a taste. She had never been with a woman, but had been eaten out enough herself she felt she knew what to do…..or at least how to get started. So far, she had been doing something right because her new friend’s pussy was nice and wet. She separated the pussy lips and ran her tongue around the woman’s clit. This drove her crazy personally, so she thought the other woman would enjoy it. Her tongue ran from the clit to the hole, and then Dena stuck her tongue into the wet, cum covered hole.

“I thought you hadn’t done this before” her new friend gasped.

Not saying anything, Dena began to finger her. The woman’s hips reached toward her finger, wanting it deeper inside. “Taste yourself” Dena said, putting her finger into the woman’s mouth. She licked and sucked the cum while causing Dena’s pussy to start throbbing.

They moved to the bed where the woman took over. She stretched out on top of Dena and began sucking her tits. She sucked, pulled, squeezed and pinched just like Paul did. Dena started rubbing her own pussy, feeling her juices covering her fingers. This unnamed woman moved herself to Dena’s pussy and started licking. Her technique was the same as Paul’s, but her tongue was so much softer. Dena leaned back on the pillows, tugged her tits and moaned.

“Don’t move” the woman said to Dena. “I have something for us.”

She went to her bag and pulled out a huge dildo. Dena had used dildos and vibrators before. This one was double headed, though.

The woman slid the huge toy deep in Dena’s pussy and fucked her. She then spread her legs and put the other end deep inside herself. “Suck my tits” she said as she began fucking herself. Dena happily obeyed and took the woman’s smaller, but nice tits in her mouth. She sucked hard on the nipples, squeezing the tits together. Thinking of Paul, she imitated him. The woman’s tits bounced as they fucked the dildo. Dena stuck her tongue out and teased the nipples as they bounced. That wasn’t enough…..Dena needed more, so she sucked them again. Fuck! She really understood Paul’s fascination with hers now! The woman pulled Dena from her chest and started sucking Dena’s tits. She grabbed Dena’s nipples and pulled them hard, twisting as she pulled. Grabbing each one in her hands, she squeezed and twisted them as hard as she had the nipples. Dena imitated her actions and began mauling the other woman’s tits.

The ladies didn’t hear the door open or see Paul come in. His meeting ended early. He stood in the doorway, cock in hand, smiling. He quietly undressed and sat down to watch. Dena was truly enjoying herself and that foreign slut was hot. He stroked his cock harder and faster as the women got rough. His balls began to ache as he watched them cum over and over.

“Ummmmm……….ahhhhhhhhhhh!” he moaned as he jerked himself off. His hairy stomach was covered in cum.

Dena went to him and licked him clean. “So, did you like it?” she asked as her nipples ran across his chest and her tongue wiped off his cum? “Make you horny?”

Paul motioned for the stranger to come over. “Lesbo, eh? Well, how does this feel?” He fingered her pussy, making her cum. Squeezing her tits hard, he looked her in the eye and said, “You’re getting some cock here. I’m gonna fuck you and you’re gonna like it.” Dena had been sucking his cock, making it hard again. She stepped back and took the stranger’s head and shoved it into Paul’s lap. “Suck it”, she ordered. The stranger swallowed the huge cock and started bobbing her head. Dena kneeled behind her and started licking her ass. She got up briefly and found another huge dildo. Dena lubed it up and began teasing the woman’s asshole with it. She eased it up her new friend’s ass. When she had it comfortably in, she started ass fucking the whore. In the meantime, the woman was starting to get the hang of cock sucking.

“Let’s move” Dena said, “to the bed.” She positioned herself on Paul’s face and moaned as he started licking her pussy. “Sit on his cock” Beth ordered. The woman obeyed. “Don’t just fuck my man, suck my tits!” Again, the woman obeyed. “Suck ‘em HARD!” The woman sucked Dena’s tits as hard as she could. Dena was getting off on ordering her around. Rolling off Paul’s face, she said, “Do what you do best now. Eat me. Paul, fuck her.” Paul pulled the woman’s ass toward him….he looked at Dena asking “which hole”? “Pussy fuck her. Let her see what a real woman feels.” Dena played with her tits as the lesbo ate her pussy. Paul fucked her hard and fast. He was fucking excited watching the slut eat Dena. The more he watched, the harder he fucked. Feeling his load build, he pulled out and shot the warm juice over the stranger’s ass.

Dena crawled from under her and said, “You are amazing.” She kissed the woman, saying, “I hope I wasn’t too mean.” The stranger ran her hands over Dena’s body and said, “No, I liked your aggressiveness. I also liked his cock!”

Paul took that as his cue to join them. He wasn’t finished. Dena knew that, but her friend had yet to meet a living sex machine like Paul. He took a tit of each of the women’s and started sucking. The girls reached for the free tits and started rubbing them. Paul pushed them both to his cock and relaxed. He closed his eyes as two tongues ran up the shaft of his cock while ten fingers played with his balls. Dena motioned for her new friend to suck on his cock. She, in the meantime, began sucking his balls. Occasionally, the girls would hear, “Ummmmmm….yeah” or “Soooooo fucking good”. Dena wanted the stranger to taste cum. She worked Paul’s balls while the slut bobbed her head up and down his cock. Dena felt his balls begin to tighten and his body go stiff. “Here it cums!” she told the slut, “Get ready to swallow! No spitting, no wasting!” The first shot of the warm, salty juice surprised her. She took it like a pro though; sucking till Paul was dry.

It was only 6:00 and Dena had spent the past four hours doing nothing but sucking and fucking. She had eaten her first pussy and watched a lesbo drink cum. In a few weeks, she was going to be unbelievably wealthy. Right now, though, all she wanted was a nap. After the flight yesterday, the endless hours of sex, the hassle with Beth…..she was mentally exhausted. Putting her head on Paul’s chest, she fell right asleep.

She woke up to banging. Looking around the room, she saw banging alright….Paul banging the Tahitian slut. He was taking her from behind, holding her tits as he fucked.
“Hey! What the hell?!” Dena didn’t bring the bitch up to the room to fuck Paul! Paul didn’t say anything about fucking the bitch outright, either.

“Love cock! Love cock” the slut kept saying.

It dawned on Dena that Paul would fuck anything with a hole. She looked around the room at the money in it. She looked at Paul’s tight ass as he banged the slut. She thought of never working again and spending her time in far away places living the good life. All of that meant more to her than Paul fucking a stranger. Beth decided to join. She got under the slut and began eating her as Paul fucked her. Her hands grabbed at Paul’s balls. Paul realized she was there and pulled out of the slut. He put Dena on her back and mounted her. The slut sat on her face. Paul fucked her, but not roughly this time. He suckled her tits instead of groping at them. The slow drive of his cock inside her brought her to a shaking orgasm. Paul let loose with her, burying his face between her tits.

They soon made up a story about a business dinner. Paul gave a fake shocked look of “running late”. They each kissed the slut and told her to return tomorrow night.

“We need to change hotels” Paul said. “That was great, but I don’t have time for afternoon or all night fuck-fests. That slut WILL be back tomorrow.”

Fortunately, they had yet to unpack. Paul called across town and got a bigger suite for them. “Oh shit! I should call the rich bitch and let her know we’ve moved. You know she’ll be calling and crying that she misses me.”

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—-GIRL’S NIGHT —
Half a dozen women, including my wife, and a few of their friends hit the night life three or four times a year. It’s not always the same crew but there are some regulars and the group varies in size. Tonight it was nine women.

I stay out late those nights whether our home is the launching point or not…, the ladies do like their time together. This is something that’s been going on for a few years now and I’ve been heading out for some quality time on my own. Usually I take in a movie. Sometimes a sporting event if it coincides with their drunk fest; for that’s what it really is, a bunch of women out letting off steam. Out drinking and laughing it up at the expense of men I would venture to say.

Sometimes there is an interesting story my wife will tell me the next morning over coffee; mostly not though…
If I do not hear a thing about what goes on I’m happy…, and quite frankly I prefer it that way.

—THIS NIGHT—
I came home to our abode and noticed the witch’s caldron is still boiling so I stayed in the car and napped… Staying about half a block away so the broads wouldn’t see me… just keeping a low profile really…and not having to put up with them.

They designate a home to use as a gathering locale before and after their outing for each of these occasions. This time it was our house so I went out…, and happily so!

I heard noise and rolled down the window to eavesdrop on some of what they were saying. Mostly just B.S. but I did pick up on one little ditty, my wife Dian was pissed. Apparently she was the funny one this night; letting off steam I would suspect. So I waited until the coast was clear before I headed in… Dian would have one hell of a hangover tomorrow. I knew I would be shopping for groceries alone. Something we usually did together on Sundays’.

Dian:
My wife Dian is about 5’5” tall; she weighs about 140 to 145 I think. Her hair is dark, almost black but I cannot actually remember because she colors it and tints it and has for years.

She has a little bit of a tummy on her but you have to look closely to see it. Her lower legs are a bit heavy; her beautiful hips and a tapered waist are perfectly suited, giving her a sexy shape. I am not the only one who thinks so; lecherous bastards I think to myself…amusedly!

I do enjoy other men, and some women I suppose, checking out my wife… It’s only natural to take pride in ones woman. Or so I tell myself!

Dian wears a ‘B cup’ so her breasts are average, with nice large nipples. Her nipples get very long when she is having a good orgasm, over an inch… These orgasms are getting fewer and fewer as we get older… I miss those long nipples of her’… Aging is a bitch!

Her hands and feet are average I suppose. I Love her skin tone, she is a little bit Mediterranean in color which gives her a very light-tan year round. She has a couple of veins beginning to make an appearance on her legs but no big deal there. AND a couple more veins on the outside of her breasts which cause her embarrassment, I tease her on occasion about them and she gets very defensive. Just being a guy!

Chuckle!

We have no kid’s… at first by choice and later for medical reasons. WE both work so we are comfortable financially.
She works as an administrator in a high school so she has lots of stress in her life. I do not begrudge her one minute these piss-ups the gals go on…as long as she is safe. I’ve told her this and I think all the husbands and boy-friends feel the same way about their woman.

My wife makes a good dollar so she can afford to dress up nice, and she does… Not slutty of course but Dian is very attractive when she puts it all together. She can show cleavage at her age, 33…, she has good skin tone around her tits, actually over most of her body.

Back to this night:
I went around to the back door and quietly entered the house. I heard noise and thought;
‘Oh fuck, there are still some witches here’.

Not wanting to get into conversation with any of these women I slipped quietly down stairs and was waiting until they all left. I recognized Meg’ voice, she’s Dian’ oldest friend. The other one sounded like Karen but I wasn’t sure. I must have stayed downstairs for twenty minutes or more before I figured it was safe to go upstairs.

I quietly ascended the stairs moving stealth fully just in case there were more witches about…I sniffed the air for the smell of ash and looked about the floor for broken broom handles, NOPE…, nary a one… the place was pretty clean actually.

Moving about the house I noticed the front door closed and many lights off. I see the master bedroom light is on so I tip-toe down the hall to see how Dian is…

“You’re beautiful”!

I freeze…, a woman’s voice and not Dian’s.

Taking a moment to gather my thoughts I move quietly to the door and peer in. I think I gasped but I’m not sure…, in any case my presence was not given away, so with an open mouth…, I watched.

There is an immediate turn as you enter the bedroom caused by the closet so one can look into the bedroom without being caught. I’ve watched my wife on many an occasion from exactly this spot.

My wife Dian was on the bed, seemingly out…and there was Ann leaning over her. She is a Phys-Ed teacher from the school were Dian works. Ann is a tall slender woman with an athletic build; a bit masculine, just what you’d expect from a Phys-Ed teacher.

This was only the second time I’d seen her so I was checking her out when she moved to take Dian’ shoes off. I know I should have stopped her but this was wild, and right-up my alley so to speak. Voyeuring my wife being undressed or something by another person; in this case a woman who was a stranger to me is a big turn-on for me.

Ann turned and looked towards the door but she didn’t see me. The door was partly closed keeping me from being exposed. This bedroom door always swings open a foot or so unless it was properly latched. I should fix it but I am a bit lazy around the house.
… Only the bedside lamps were on so that aided my cover with shadows.

The doorway is about a dozen feet from the bed; I could not tell if Dian was out or just very-very drunk. What I could tell and see was Ann lifting Dian’ left foot to remove her shoe. Ann placed the shoe on the bed beside Dian and kissed the back of her calf.

“My – – oh — my, your delicious honey”, I overheard Ann say.

I watched as she removed the other shoe and kissed Dian’ foot…and nibbled on her toes… biting her I guess because Dian flinched a bit and her leg moved to pull away.
[Fuck, did I ever have a hard on]
“Oh no my sweet thing,” Ann said. “You’re not going anywhere”.

Ann walked away from the bed and put Dian’ shoes on the floor inside the closet leaving my wife laying there exposed to my view. Dian lay there on the bed, on her tummy, with her legs slightly open. God did she look hot! [I pulled back so as not to be seen when Ann was near the closet]

I’ve fucked my wife when she is passed out or even just very drunk…I love it! AND…, almost always from behind…I love the feel of her ass. BUT, she never lets me do anal. I only asked once…boy did she get pissed at me.

My wife is a decent woman and other than being felt up on a few high-school dates she has only had sex with me. I am proud of that and yet my perverse side has thought about such a night as this one… I never in my wildest dreams considered a woman as her seducer…

When Ann came back she kicked off her shoes and dropped her jacket onto the end of the bed. She also loosened her pants and pulled her shirt or blouse out from her pants, undoing a couple of buttons.

I was riveted to this show. Ann is flat-chested, or nearly so…great for an athletic woman I suppose. Or maybe she was a survivor of breast cancer, hell I never really thought about it until now.

Ann placed one knee on the bed as she leaned forward…running her fingers along my wife’s right leg…, Ann’ fingers walked up Dian’ leg moving toward her hem, after stopping to rub circles on the back of her knee.

By the movement under Dian’ skirt I could tell Ann was unfastening Dian’ garter…rolling her hose down her thigh to her knee. Ann moved on the bed as she ran her fingers up Dian’ left leg to her hem…and under…

She seemed to be having trouble with the garter…she pulled her hands from under Dian’ skirt…moving her right hand to her face…sniffing a finger, after which she placed that finger in her mouth and tasted my wife; ‘Oh you taste good honey…Wow’!
“I’m going to eat you raw”! Ann added.

Ann would be the first person other than me and a doctor to touch Dian’s pussy; only the second person to taste Dian. My wife is a good woman and I knew Ann knew this as did everyone who knew her. Dian made no bones about being a proud faithful wife.

I moved away from the door, putting my hand over my mouth; ‘… my God’, I thought.
Ache-ing…gasping… and doubling over I hurt so much. I put my free hand in my pants to adjust my cock…it came out wet from me leaking cum. As soon as I could I went back to the door…

Watching:
Ann had removed one of the stockings and was removing the second one…she was so sensual in taking off my wife’s hose. In deliberate moves with her hands and fingers the hose slid slowly down Dian’ leg…, leaving her soft sexy skin for Ann to touch…gentle kisses…small circles traced with nimble fingers.

I could see small tracks of pink on Dian’ skin; evidence of passed finger nails…and little red marks from nibbling…did she ever like my wife.

With the last stocking off Ann moved Dian’ legs open and crawled up-on the bed. Pressing her face against Dian’ ass she sniffed my wife through her clothing.

I hear a growl…a deep growl…and some softly spoken words I couldn’t pick-up on. She spread Dian’ legs further apart and began to kiss her thighs…licking…nibbling…sucking on my wife’s beautiful thighs…all the while moving closer to Dian’ ass.

Ann buries her face in Dian’ ass; I hear her sniffing at Dian… I see her head moving as she gnaws away…eating Dian’ pink panties…nuzzling her…more gentle bites…back to her inner thighs…too her ass, her crotch…. Ann’ mouth was taking the grand tour of my wife.

Now Dian is flinching…the biting is harder… My beautiful wife is being abused….I can see the small red marks made on Dian’ thighs and have to retreat from the doorway again… I can feel the wetness in my pants.

I spend maybe half a minute getting myself under control; all the while listening for anything that’ll call me back to that doorway.

Changes:
Ann has moved Dian around…taking a few seconds to figure this out I see she has taken the bed spread and pulled it about using it to move Dian without actually lifting Dian…Smart I thought.

Now Dian’ ass is away from me and her head nearest me…I see no reason for this unless she is intent on keeping an eye on the door watching for me… I will have to be careful!

I hadn’t thought I was away from the doorway that long but it seems I was wrong…

Ann has taken Dian’ bra off as I see it on the end of the bed. I don’t see her blouse but I assume it is somewhere other than on Dian’ person.

Dian is face down still but covered neck to waist with a throw we keep on the foot of the bed…, loosely bunched up but still covering her. I assume Ann is keeping Dian warm, why else would she do this I surmise.

Ann had also put pillows under my lovely wife’s hips elevating her rear. My guess is two pillows judging from how high Dian’ ass is above the beds mattress. I’ve done this to my wife and even though I cannot see her ass from where I am, I know what she looks like with her ass elevated…a definite TEN in my estimation.

I watched Ann move her handbag to the bed…she’d placed her handbag were the pillows use to be.

I watch Ann remove things from her handbag…what appeared to be a strap-on and some other toy I didn’t have enough time to identify. I also saw a clamp of some kind…this kind of thing is all knew to me and I was getting very excited again.

Ann held Dian’s panties to her face and sniffed then; folding them she tucked them in her handbag… I nearly lost it… ONCE again I pulled back from the doorway so as not to give myself away. Oh God I was in agony!

When I returned again I saw Ann’ hair bobbing up and down behind my wife’s ass…she was eating Dian…and doing a good job I knew…ya see my wife has a tell…Sober or drunk, passed out or not, Dian loves being eaten-licked from behind…when it is good for her-her head lifts off the bed briefly, turns to the left before she rests it down on the bed again…maybe never moving her head again, or maybe she does…in any case Dian has given her okay to continue oral sex with her. Dian’ head was lying in this position of approval.

I watched as Dian’ ass moved in response to Ann eating her…it was a thing of beauty to me…my lovely wife being violated by a women, a fellow worker yet, and enjoying it; all be it unknown to herself… God I loved the depravity.

I heard the faint buzz of a vibrator, my ears perked-up… ‘My God’, I thought, she’s using a vibrator on Dian… OH — Oh GOD!
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A Violator’s view:
Peering over Dian’ ass I could see a shadow of her husband, whose name I had forgotten, or never knew. I kept my face hidden from his view while I used my peripheral vision to peer through my coif; which I colour blonde.

(cont’d)

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And following that brief romantic interlude betwixt Master and Mistress, we rejoin our nameless slave…

He wakes to the smell of crisp fried bacon, with warm, soft lips pressed to his. He opens his eyes slowly, smiling up at his Mistress as she serves him breakfast in bed, nude save for another apron and her neck, wrist and ankle bands, her hands gently caressing his sleepy body. He savors the home-cooked breakfast, idly petting his Mistress as he chews, fingertips tracing the deeper marks as she hisses in delicious pain, her heartbeat quickening with every gentle, painful caress. She restrains herself just until he sets the tray aside before pouncing on him, kissing him passionately, her tongue wrestling with his as their bodies entwine.
He scratches down her back as she mounts him, her curvaceous body sliding smoothly against his, a whimper of delightful pain escaping her lips as she clenches his cock hard within her tight, wet pussy. She rides him slow but hard, letting out a shuddering gasp with every thrust, moaning and whimpering as she pulls his face into her cleavage, nearly suffocating him with her awesome breasts. He cries out as he climaxes, shooting his load deep inside her as she spasms with delight, coming herself a moment later, purring as she draws out their shared pleasure, savoring every moment with her master.
She dismounts him gingerly, little rivulets of blood trickling down her back from reopened wounds, smiling at the delicious pain as she climbs slowly down his legs, kissing down his chest to lick his cock clean. He moans, remaining erect under her tender, expert ministrations, looking down at her fondly as she dutifully cleans her Master. “Mm, good to see you haven’t forgotten Your lessons.”
“Never, Master. But now I do not need to be compelled to serve; I do this freely.”
He purrs a little, smiling that her training had such a pleasant side effect. “Well, shall we see to our newest acquisition’s lessons?”

She lies trembling on the jagged grass, shivvering in the cool morning air, covered in a spray of dew from the overhanging trees, grateful for the relative heat of an early spring but fearing hypothermia nonetheless. She feels the warmth of the rising sun on her exposed flesh and tries once more to writhe one leg over the other, the jangling chains taunting her feeble efforts.
With a start she hears a rustling in the grass. “Who’s there?” she calls in a panicked voice, clamping her mouth shut a moment later – what if it’s the mail lady? Or the peeping tom meterman? Or the rough-handed paperboy? Oh god, what if they hadn’t noticed her until I opened my big dumb mouth? What will they do to me?
She shudders in terror tinged with arousal, her body aching for any human contact as she imagines feet approaching in the sound of the rustling grass, writhing in her bonds as she imagines someone circling her, taking in her helpless, beaten, yearning form, her pussy growing damp just thinking about what they might do to her…
And she feels tiny prickles across her pinky toe as an ant explores its new territory. She bites back a yelp as she tries frantically to shake the tickling little distraction loose, and despite the tightness of her bonds manages to dislodge it.
A moment later another ant crawls up her neck as the first finds its way back to her toe. She whimpers and flails madly within her binds, the stakes keeping her securely strapped to the cold sharp grass.

The mistress catches her Master’s eye and winks, handing him her feather as the “ant” climbs across the Slave’s heaving breasts. She goes down on her hands and knees, loudly snuffling around their Slave.

She whimpers as the ants congregate on her breasts, milling about her hardening nipples despite her attempts to shake them loose, the tickling so intense it’s almost even painful. She gasps as she hears the telltale noises of a dog exploring her, its wet nose kissing up her leg, its big wet tongue licking the morning dew from her smooth whipmarked skin. She moans and tries desperately to back away as it finds its way between her legs, the ants finally deserting her as the big sloppy tongue slides up her inner thigh, tasting her quivvering pussy. “No, n-n-no, b-bad doggy!” she scolds weakly as pleasure overcomes her, her head lolling back as she surrenders to it. Despite the awkwardness of the dog and the lack of rythym she feels her pulse racing, heart pounding, breath panting as a powerful climax builds, fueled by a night of fear and humiliation to perilous heights.
“Get away from there!” shouts a petulant voice from across the yard. Dog and Slave alike jerk at the sound, their tags jangling in time as the Slave tries once again feebly to cover up, her thighs trying to rub together as she writhes helplessly on the jagged grass, trying desperately to achieve climax even as she blushes deeply from the shame of being seen like this.
“Heh heh heh, well lookie what we have here…” says a voice from directly over her, the boy obviously bent over his prey for a closer look. “A bitch in heat. Hey, it even has a collar…”
“No, please don’t!” she begs as he impudently takes her tag in his stubby little mitts, tugging roughly at her neck as he reads it aloud.
“Slave…call blah blah…and have your way with her, huh?”
“N-No, please, Oh Master save me!”
“Who, that old bastard? Nah, he’ll be sleeping in like always. Probably won’t even answer the phone. Listen.” He dials a number on a cellphone, and somewhere inside the house, the corresponding phone rings…
And rings…
And rings…
And goes to voice mail.
“Hey old bastard! I found your slave girl, she’s chained up in your back yard! Better come stop me!” There’s a chirp as he hangs up, then the phone drops by her head. “if he calls back you’ll be the first to know.”
“Oh Master, Master!”
“Your Master ain’t here bitch. It’s me you should be begging,” he growls as he slaps her huge breasts, leaving a deep red hand-print as he sets them jiggling.
She gasps and whimpers as he begins pinching, prodding, squeezing, fondling, nibbling and tugging at her huge, aching breasts, his hard fingernails sliding down her exposed chest to squeeze her roughly between the legs, crushing her pussy into the palm of his hand. She moans loudly as he begins to roughly finger-fuck her, her body fighting at first, then eagerly pumping back against him as he brutally rubs his fingers against her clit, no particular rythym to it as he grinds his coarse fingers inside her, the inexpert touch bringing her almost to climax before his fingers get tired.
“Stupid bitch! You’re supposed to come and make happy noises!”
“I’m sorry, please, don’t stop!”
“Fuck you cunt! I’m tired of pleasuring you, it’s time for you to do something for me!”
“O-Okay…” she whimpers, opening her mouth obediently as she hears his zipper open. She whimpers a little as she feels his fat little cock thrust down her throat, gagging on his rigid member as he slaps her trembling pussy roughly, making her spasm as she sucks for all she’s worth. She writhes uncomfortably as she teeters on the edge of an incredible climax, whimpering around his cock until he draws it out again. “P-please, whoever you are…”
“What the fuck do you want now?”
She turns her head aside ashamedly, blushing furiously as she whispers, “please, fuck me.”
“What?”
“Please, whoever you are, fuck me!”
The Mistress reaches up and tears off the blindfold, the sudden daylight dazzling her for a moment as their Master looms over her, glowering in mock fury. “That’s what I thought you said.”

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After fucking my sister many times over, I have tricked my mother into going to a hotel with me. I wasn’t planning on having sex with her (in fact, I had promised not to) but I did anyway, and now she knows about my sister too. Can this vacation get any weirder on its last day?

We came back home exhausted. I wanted to go to bed and call it a day. Running in the heat to catch the bus in time (not to mention fucking my mother) took a toll on my body. But it would have looked too suspicious. I helped Stacy set the dining table for dinner.

We were having dinner on the balcony. Mom walked barefoot towards us, holding a large plate full of vegetables in one hand and a bottle of red wine in the other. To my surprise, she poured it into our glasses, not just hers.

Stacy was slicing her helping of carrots and cucumbers, keeping eye contact with me during the process.

My mom sat next to me and dipped a carrot in tartar sauce. She swallowed the carrot whole, licking off the sauce from it. Just looking at her was enough to turn me on. Was she doing it on purpose?

“So, how was the castle, mom?” Stacy asked.

“Oh, I couldn’t visit it, honey. I fell for your brother’s prank call. I didn’t even get to see it”

That was the least believable lie she could have come up with. Stacy saw right through it.

Stacy gulped down her wine in one shot. Her cheeks turned red. Was she blushing just because she drank alcohol? Or was it something else? Her grip on the cutlery tightened. She was practically stabbing the carrots at that point.

“Was it funny? The prank call I mean”

“Oh, Stacy I had never had that much fun in my whole life”

While picking up a cucumber, mom dropped the salad tongs. She crawled under the table and spread my legs.

I took a look under the table. My mother had found the salad tongs. She was holding them in her hand. She brought them close to my groin and held my cock between their teeth. She reemerged, keeping a hand under the table.

In the past I had done something similar. I jacked off using an adjustable wrench. But this was different. The grip wasn’t too tight, and between my cock and those cold metal teeth there was the fabric of my shorts. Her waist moved up and down, stroking my cock slowly. The grip loosened. The teeth scratched my scrotum gently. I let out a loud moan.

Stacy stood up from her seat. “I’m no longer hungry! I’m going back to my room!” she screamed. Her bedroom door shut behind her.

“Stacy, where are your manners? You can’t leave the table until you finish your veggies!”

I sighed: “Mom, what were you thinking throwing caution out the window like that? You couldn’t make it more obvious that we just fucked each other”

“Julian, watch your language! We didn’t fuck. We made love. It’s different”

“And what do you plan to do with Stacy? She is mad at both of us now!”

“Well, first of all, I’m going to make her finish her veggies. You stay here and finish yours. I’ll call you if I need your help”

And with that, she stood up, gobbled down her glass, grabbed a cucumber, and went towards Stacy’s room.

She knocked. “Go away!” was my sister’s reply.

Mom pulled the door handle. It wasn’t locked. She went inside. I followed her with my eyes. Stacy was hiding under her bedsheets. The tv was turned on at full volume. Mom walked up to Stacy and sat next to her.

“Hey. Julian told me you are jealous of a boy. Is that so?” Stacy said nothing back. She just lowered the volume of the tv.

“You know, I never gave you the talk. I should have done it years ago, but it was never the right moment”

Stacy said nothing back. She just changed the channel.

“Well, the first thing you need to know is that you need to love yourself before you can learn to love someone else. Otherwise, you are going to cling to that person, and both of you will suffer”

Stacy said nothing back. She just turned up the volume.

“Uh, are you even listening to me?” Mom pulled the bedsheets away. Beneath them, Stacy lied completely naked. Her clothes were scattered all over the mattress, and she was fucking herself with the remote. The rubber buttons on the remote were like bumps on a ribbed dildo.

“Oh, my. I guess you already know how to love yourself” Stacy said nothing back. She didn’t stop masturbating either.

Mom grabbed her by the wrist and pulled the remote away from her pussy. Then she took her daughter’s fingers in her mouth, sucking them as if she was giving me a blowjob.

Stacy grabbed mom’s hair clip and untied her ponytail. Mom looked so gorgeous with loose hair. Stacy was about to clip her pussy lips with it, but mom gave her a slap on the wrist.

“What a naughty girl you are! First, you leave the table without eating your vegetables and now this.”

Mom took off her clothes and tossed them on the floor. She was wearing only her white panties and a bra. Stacy took care of those. She bit the upper end of her panties and pulled them down, revealing her mother’s moist cave. She licked the moisture off it and raised her face up to mom’s chest. In a swift motion, Stacy removed her bra. She stared in awe at her mother’s tits, which were much bigger than hers.

“Mommy, will I ever grow tits as big as yours?”

“Of course, Stacy. You just need to fondle them properly. Here, I’ll show you.”

Mom held Stacy’s hand, and they both sat on the bed railing, face to face. Stacy grabbed mom’s tits and squeezed them tightly before stuffing her face with them. Mom pressed her palms against her daughter’s tits, rubbing them clockwise.

Mom raised Stacy’s chin and leaned in to kiss her. Stacy opened her mouth wide and approached her mother. As they got closer, they grinded their cunts on the bed railing, leaving a wet trail on the cold metal, which leaked on the mattress.

Their tongues united. Their bodies moved back and forth on the cold metal bar. Mom pushed her further in the corner of the bed, then followed her. Stacy hit her back against the bed knob. Mom got on top of her. Stacy held her hands on mom’s breast and pushed her away. Unable to go further, she stood up, then lowered herself on top of the bed knob.

“Stacy, stop. You can’t take that in.”

“Yes, I can mommy. You can take the one on the other side.”

Stacy did a split and the egg-shaped bed knob split her pussy in half. Mom held her up by the armpits, slowing down the movement of her hips, while her thumbs danced around her nipples.

“Stacy, the bed knob is hard but it’s also cold, wouldn’t you rather be penetrated by me?”

“How can you penetrate me? You are a woman”

“I’ll show you a few tricks your aunt Emily taught me. Lie on your back”

Stacy reluctantly did as she was told. Mom pulled a bubble gum out of her pocket and began to chew. With the gum half-chewed in her mouth, she kissed Stacy’s lips. Stacy opened her mouth. When their tongues touched, mom pushed the gum in Stacy’s mouth. She finished chewing it for her.

Mom grabbed a cucumber and put it in her daughter’s face. “Spit it here, please.”

Stacy spat on the cucumber and mom stretched the gum all over the vegetable.

“Did you and Julian use a condom?”

“No, but I never let him cum inside me”

“That is bad. Having sex with your siblings is fun but getting pregnant by one is not. If you and Julian had a baby, it would likely be born with health complications. At my age, there is no real risk of getting pregnant, but when you are young you should have a condom or a substitute for one with you at all times.”

“What do you mean a substitute for a condom?”

“Well, this chewing gum for example”

“Isn’t it gonna get stuck inside me when we are done?”

“Yes, it is. But that’s hardly a problem. It prevents the cum from reaching your womb. And it’s a lot of fun to have it licked clean. This reminds me, I used to make boys wear these whenever they did me in the ass. Once they finished, I made the bubble gum explode by farting and smothered their faces with gum and cum. But that’s a lesson for another day. For now, let’s see how far down your throat it can go”

Stacy opened her mouth and swallowed the cucumber. About half-way through, she had to stop to avoid choking on it. That cucumber was far longer than my dick so I wasn’t really surprised. Mom gobbled down the other end until her lips met Stacy’s. Stacy’s tongue reached out to mom’s. With it, she pushed the cucumber further down mom’s throat. She took it without a hitch.

Stacy was by no means inexperienced at swallowing, but mom was in a whole other league.

Eventually, they pulled it out. Now covered in saliva, the cucumber slid effortlessly inside Stacy’s cunt as mom pushed it in. Most of the cucumber couldn’t fit and was sticking out of my sister pussy. It looked like she had grown a green dick.

“Do you understand how a woman can penetrate now?”

“Yes mommy”

“Then show me”

Stacy gently pushed mom’s shoulder to make her lie on her back. Mom spread her legs, welcoming her daughter. Stacy thrusted her hips. The green dick went inside my mother’s pussy, hitting her womb and shaking her insides.

Mom raised her legs at about Stacy’s height. Her feet palms were wrinkly and covered in sweat. Stacy licked them clean and sucked on her big toe.

They rocked back and forth on that vegetable, but their clits wouldn’t meet. The cucumber was simply too long. Stacy stood up, pulling the cucumber out of both her pussy and her mother’s. Stacy hit her face with it, smearing her cheeks with gum and drops of juice. She opened her mouth and pushed the tip of the cucumber inside, closing her lips around it. Then she took the first bite.

While her daughter was busy eating the cucumber in order to shorten it, my mom rubbed her toes against her daughter’s clit. Stacy did the same to her, but she also pushed her big toe inside her. Both were on the verge of extasy. Mom got a hold of their toy.

“Not bad for a beginner. Not bad at all. But now I’m gonna show you how to use it properly”

Lubed as it was, the cucumber slid inside mom’s pussy. Now she was going to fuck Stacy with it. The roles had been reversed.

Stacy lied on her back, holding on to the bed railing, with her pussy spread wide open. Mom went on top and slowly pushed the cucumber inside her daughter. Just the tip, at first. Then, mom leaned forward. All of the shaft went in, knocking on Stacy’s womb with each thrust. My mother and my sister shook their hips together.

Stacy’s clitoris encountered my mother’s. Stacy pressed her lips against mom’s. Both their mouth lips and pussy lips were kissing. They grinded their clits on each other’s to a pulp. Two rivers formed a lake of pussy juice on the bed.

It was too much for me to handle. I whipped out my cock and went into their room.

I sneaked behind them. Mom was too busy sliding up and down her daughter’s pussy to notice me.

I stuck my throbbing cock between their cunts. My dick was like a hot dog in a sandwich. Only the slices of bread were pussies. Their cunts tightened around it as I trusted, but that stupid cucumber blocked my way to their clits.

“Julian what the fuck! I told you to wait outside!”

“Sorry, mom. I’m not gonna wait there like a cuckhold while you gals have all the fun. Get rid of that dried pickle and get some real dick”

Stacy and mom tuned around towards me. I shook my hips up and down, left and right. My rigid dick bounced and rotated clockwise. Mom and Stacy stared in awe at my helicopter, as if they had been hypnotized. Their jaws dropped. Their tongues were sticking out, and they were drooling all over me like thirsty dogs.

They pulled me on the bed. I laid supine, my cock pointing at the ceiling.

Stacy crawled over to me and rubbed her pussy lips against my cock. Mom followed suit. They sat next to me with their legs crossed, moving their pussies up and down around my shaft, like strippers on a pole.

The smegma from earlier mixed with new precum, and those thirsty bitches wanted a sip.

Mom turned around and placed my cock between her tits. Stacy did the same, but her flat chest paled in comparison to mom’s huge tits. Her hard, pointy nipples were pressed on mom’s boobs. My dick was trapped between their breasts. Stacy held mom’s breasts together with her hands, wrapping them tightly around my cock. Then she moved them up and down as she fondled them.

Stacy’s own tits, however, weren’t of much use. They were too small to be wrapped around my shaft and mom’s huge jugs didn’t leave her much space. Stacy looked upset.

“Why don’t you show me how you give head to your brother, sweetie?”

The frown on my sister’s face turned upside down. The tip of my dick was bulging out of mom’s tits. Stacy opened her mouth and spat on it. Her spit leaked from my shaft onto mom’s tits. Stacy’s lips kissed my tip. Her mouth opened, welcoming my dick inside. Her tongue danced around my cock.

I had already cum that day. I knew I wasn’t gonna last very long at that pace.

“Hey Stacy, let’s suck on mom’s tits like when we were babies”

She let go of my dick. Mom blushed.

Stacy licked the space between mom’s tits, cleaning the stains of precum. I took a second to catch my breath. I was about to cum, but I didn’t want to do it yet. Not before fucking at least one of them.

I pulled mom’s left boob towards me and gave her nipple a lick. Stacy sucked on the other one as much as she could. Milk didn’t come out. What did come out was mom’s loudest moan yet. She hugged both of us, drawing our faces closer to her. I guess her tits were her weak spot.

Her switch had been flipped. She got on top of me, pushing my dick down with her pussy lips. The tip of my dick hit my belly. No matter how hard it wanted to stay vertical. It got crushed under my mother’s weight. She grinded her pussy up and down my cock, partially pulling back my foreskin. Stacy stared with interest.

Mom clamped her thighs around my hips. Her pussy lips tightened. My cock stood up and slid in. She moved up and down my shaft for a good two minutes. Her tits bounced and jiggled each time I thrusted my cock inside her. Stacy pulled mom’s arm between her tits.

“Mommy, it’s my turn on the ride now”

“Okay, sweetheart. Just don’t overdo it. Your brother is very tired”

Mom raised her hips and crawled on her knees up to my face. Then she lowered her hips again. I licked her pussy clean of my precum. Mom held my cock up for Stacy with her hand. Stacy walked up to my crotch and pushed her pussy lips against my dick. Despite all the stuff she had put in it, her pussy was so much tighter than mom’s.

Mom turned around, facing her daughter, putting her asshole on my nose. I took a deep breath and twisted my tongue around her clit. I heard smooching sounds. My mom and my sister were French kissing on top of me.

“I want to see up close what you two have learned today” mom declared. She could tell I wasn’t gonna last much longer and wanted to savor the moment.

She stood up and got in a corner to finger herself. It was only me and Stacy now. Mom wouldn’t interfere.

Being the center of attention filled Stacy with embarrassment. “It’s okay” I told her.

I raised my hand to her chest and gently pushed her down. I laid on top of her, my cock throbbing with anticipation. Mom grabbed her wrist and held her hand. I leaned forward and, before putting my dick inside her, I kissed my sister. It was our first kiss. Stacy looked surprised. Mom was crying with joy.

I explored her mouth with my tongue. There was a piece of cucumber stuck between her gums. She closed her eyes and went idle for a couple of seconds. Then her tongue reached mine. She opened her eyes and stared directly into mine. My hand gently fondled her breast. Our kiss suffocated her moans. It was time.

The tip slid in.

“Wait, mister! What do you think you are doing? You have to put on a condom if you wanna have sex with my daughter!”

“Mom stop bothering us! I’m gonna take the pill later! Julian, please go on”

I thrusted my dick inside her. About halfway to her womb I started to move in and out, teasing her. Her grip on mom’s hand tightened. I thrusted my entire dick inside her, knocking on her womb with my tip, wishing It would let me in. She arched her back, pushing my dick even harder against it.

I couldn’t take it anymore. I stood up and got out of bed.

“Gather round, you two. Dinner is ready”

They both got my message. They got on their knees next to each other. They opened their mouths and stuck out their tongues, pressing their cheeks against each other’s.

I jacked off in front of them, ready to release.

“Close your eyes! You don’t want my jizz to get in your pupils, do you?”

They didn’t listen. They wanted to watch me stroke till the very end. I aimed for their open mouths.

My shot was massive. It hit Stacy on the nose, on the chin, and on the right cheek. Mom came forward to not be left out. There was still much more. I hit her forehead, her right eye, and the tip of her tongue. My cum dripped all over their faces.

Stacy and mom turned to each other laughing. Mom licked every drop of cum off her daughter’s face. Stacy did the same to her. When she was done, Stacy was dripping cum out of her tongue. She got closer to mom and spat all of my cum in her mouth. Mom raised her head over Stacy and spat my cum back into her daughter’s mouth. Stacy tasted it, pushing it against her gums with her tongue. They swapped my cum back and forth again and again. Then, Stacy greedily swallowed it, showing her empty mouth to me and her mother.

After that, we were all really tired. We fell asleep naked in that same bed, hugging each other.

It was our last day of vacation. We woke up early the next morning. We packed in a hurry and left to the airport.

As soon as we got back home, we went back to have sex.

My mom, Stacy and I keep making love to each other almost every day, even to this day.

I will never forget that vacation. It truly was the best I’ve ever had, and will ever have, in my entire life.

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Part three of the Celebrities Fucking series, Hannah Montana 3 coming soon. Remember, comment or PM me!

Chapter 3: Teaching Selena

Ian rubbed his hands together as he looked down at the bounty – or in this case, the booty – before him. It’s like a smorgasbord of sex! he thought. So many choices! Finish off Kristin by fucking her ass…work on a fresh-faced, inexperienced beauty like Selena…or see what Kate has to offer. Ian allowed his fingers to trail over all three sets of velvety smooth buns as he moved from left to right. With each woman, he allowed his finger to press lightly into her asshole before moving on. He chuckled quietly when he realized he’d accidentally arranged the women by age, with Selena on the left and Kate on the right. However I do this, Ian thought, I’m gonna need more space now that I’ve got three women. Time to shift this party up to Kristin’s bedroom. First, he pulled his pants back on, mostly because they contained the tools he brought for the evening’s fun, but also because wearing clothes while the women were naked would just reinforce in their minds that he was the one in control.

“Come on, Ladies,” Ian said, as he brought them back to their feet, “we’re going to Kristin’s bedroom.”

Kristin took the lead and Ian came last. His eyes were on Kate’s hips and ass the whole way. He leaned forward and whispered in her ear, “I’m gonna fuck your ass, too, Kate, and just like Kristin, I’m gonna make you beg me to do it.”

“No!” Kate said sharply, in a completely reflexive denial, but she’d seen the way Kristin had been made to beg for it, and she wasn’t quite sure she would be able to resist either.

Once in Kristin’s bedroom, the women stood around, looking a bit embarrassed at their predicament, while Ian got things arranged just how he wanted them. He quickly removed the cuffs from Selena’s wrists and gave her a soft, sweet kiss before telling her to get comfortable on the bed. Ian watched with appreciation as the somewhat self-conscious teen sat on the bed and then swung her legs up and laid back.

“Spread your legs for me, Selena,” Ian said. The girl blushed, but immediately obeyed his order. He loved the way her pubes were neatly trimmed into a little triangle that pointed to her pussy. Like Kristin, her lips were closed in a tight line. “Spread them wider, then go back to playing with yourself. I want you ready for me when I get done with these two.”

Once Selena spread her legs more widely and her fingers began probing her slit, he turned and surveyed the room. Kristin’s spacious bedroom had a swivel chair in front of a dresser table with three mirrors, and comfortable-looking armchair over by the window.

“What’s the armchair for?” Ian asked.

“I use it mostly for reading books on cold, gray days.” Kristin looked fondly at the chair. “It’s a great way to while away an afternoon.”

Ian opened Kristin’s handcuffs on one wrist and then removed her Henley and her lacy bra. Naked for the first time that evening, Kristin proudly thrust out her chest and dared Ian to touch it. He bent just enough to give each of her nipples a sucking kiss which drew them to hard points, and then motioned for her to sit in her armchair. Once she sat down, he closed the open cuff around the narrow arm of the chair and then used the set of cuffs he’d just taken off Selena to shackle her other arm in a similar manner.

“I’m not cuffing you to keep you in place, Kristin. Before, I cuffed you to making things exciting. Now, I just don’t want you masturbating while you watch. I want you to suffer through whatever happens to you without being able to achieve your release. And remember, if you say a word from here on out without being asked a question, I’ll gag you again. Understand?”

“Yes.”

“One more thing: I want you to know I haven’t forgotten about fucking your tight ass. It’s going to happen.”

“Yesssss,” Kristin hissed, as Ian turned to Kate.

Ian unfastened Kate’s cuffs and she stood there rubbing her wrists, with her head down staring at her toes, as she was ashamed about how easily Ian had taken control of her.

“Kneel,” Ian commanded, and Kate sank to her knees in the thick carpeting of Kristin’s bedroom. “Suck.” He didn’t say what to suck, but it was obvious, so Kate picked up Ian’s half-hard cock and rubbed the prodigious length of his thick shaft before stretching her mouth and sucking the spongy, purple head of his cock inside.

Kate was humiliated to be performing such a personal service on a man she didn’t know. Since marrying Len, she’d given several drunken blow jobs to close friends at the end of especially good parties, but she barely even knew this guy’s first name. Still, she sucked and licked his cock like it was an all-day sucker, and it took very little time for his cock to swell and press against the back of her throat.

“Good girl,” Ian said, as he withdrew his cock from her mouth. “Now, while I show Selena what sex is supposed to be like, I want you to go over to Kristin and touch her, everywhere but on her pussy, so that she’ll be on edge when it’s her turn. I would particularly like it if you’d slide a couple of fingers into her ass to help loosen her up. You don’t have to do it, but if you don’t, I’m gonna fuck her ass anyway and it will definitely hurt her more without being stretched first.” Kate stood and Ian slapped her on the ass. “Get going.”

“Yes, Sir.” She gave him a smirk and a big, fake salute before heading to work. She wasn’t a lesbian, but didn’t mind being with other women, and being ‘ordered’ to touch Kristin all over was a convenient cover for her to sample the divine Miss Kreuk’s taut, supple body.

Ian watched as Kate sauntered over to where Kristin was cuffed to the chair. He knew Kate was in her mid-thirties and couldn’t believe her body; she was still built like a woman ten years younger. The curve of her hips and the firm roundness of her ass was just amazing. He had plans for Kate now. She had already serviced him, though briefly, and was on to servicing Kristin. After that, he figured to have her do something with Selena and then end her evening with him.

As Ian turned to Selena, he reached into his pants once more, pulled out his cell phone camera, and checked to see how much memory he had left; with an eight gigabyte card installed, he had nothing to worry about on that front. When he finally got around to looking at the teen queen, he could see that Selena seemed to be lost in her masturbation, as her eyes were nearly closed, her back was arched, and she was moaning incoherently while plunging two slender fingers in and out of her sopping wet cunt.

Ian snapped several full-length photos of Selena as she pleasured herself, and then slipped the phone back into his pants. “Selena? Selena honey?” Ian asked. Selena’s eyes fluttered open, and her fingers came to a halt as was embarrassed to realize she was putting on a show. “You have nothing to be embarrassed about, Selena. You’re a enchantingly beautiful, very sexy young woman.”

“Th…thank you, Sir.”

“Please, call me Ian.” Ian began to unbutton his shirt and smiled at the way Selena stared as his lightly furred chest came into view. His short-term goal was to go slow and ease her nerves by getting her to focus on him and what he was doing.

“How old are you, Ian?” Selena asked tremulously. The only guys she’d ever been with had been her age, and they’d been fumbling, unsatisfying affairs where the guy hadn’t lasted long once he’d gotten inside of her. She thought from watching Ian with Kristin downstairs that he knew how to how to handle a woman, but she wanted to make sure she was in the hands of a real man.

“I’m twenty-six, and as you may have guessed,” Ian said, taking a verbal stab at the reason behind her question, “Kristin isn’t the first woman I’ve been with. I know what I’m doing. Trust me, and this will be a lot of fun for both of us.”

“Okay.” Selena knew her parents would kill her if they knew what she was about to do right now, but she couldn’t help it; seeing the way Ian had taken control of Kristin had ignited a fire deep inside of her that only one thing could quench.

Ian finished undressing, and Selena gasped at the sight of his raging erection, even though she had seen it downstairs. That puzzled both of them, causing Ian to frown, until Selena realized why she’d gasped, and said shyly, “I guess it just looks larger and more intimidating because it’s closer…and because this time, it’s meant for me.”

“That it is, and it may very well hurt some, at least initially, but I promise I’ll keep that to a minimum. I want you to enjoy this as much as I will.”

Just then, Ian could hear a wet smacking coming from the direction of the armchair, and he looked over to see how the two older women were getting along. What he saw was Kate standing behind the chair and massaging Kristin’s breasts while leaning forward and passionately kissing her neck. Kristin had done all she could – which was to tilt her head the other way to give Kate greater access to her neck – and was now moaning under the intensity of Kate’s assault.

Selena followed Ian’s gaze and her eyes popped open wide as she watched Kate taking full advantage of Kristin’s helpless condition. “God, that’s so hot!” Selena murmured.

“Want a chance with one of them?” Ian asked. “I can arrange it later if it’s something you want to try.”

“I…I think so,” Selena admitted, “but I’m not sure which one.”

“Take your time before you decide, but since the expression on Kristin’s face, the way her legs are squirming, and the moans coming out of her mouth all seem to indicate Kate knows how to please a woman, you might want to choose her for your first time.”

“Okay, I will,” Selena agreed impishly, as Ian turned his attention back to her, “but who ever said it would be my first time with another woman?”

Ian quirked one eyebrow in response as he picked up one of her feet and began to stroke it. Then he asked, “Oh? And who was the lucky woman?”

“A friend of mine named Demi. We did a harmless photo shoot one night where we were both wearing black bikinis, and we kept having these innocent little touches.” Selena shuddered as Ian’s hands made their way up onto her calf.

“Touches that turned into something else later?”

“Or not so later. We made out in the bathroom near the end of the shoot, and then did some experimenting on our own the next day.”

“So you’re not completely innocent,” Ian stated.

“”Nope, just mostly inexperienced.”

“That’s nice to know, but I need you to shush now and focus on my touches and your responses. There should be nothing in your mind from now on except how I make you feel.”

Selena nodded her head in agreement, and Ian spent a long time worshipping Selena’s slender body with touches and kisses. He went up one leg, stopping just short of her pussy, and then started over on the other foot and slowly massaged and kissed his way back up, again making sure to not touch her pussy. Selena was moaning with need by now, and bucked her hips hard against Ian’s hand every time it came close to her steaming wetness, but he ignored her and crawled up her body, licking and kissing his way from just above her neatly trimmed pubes to her navel before stopping to catch his breath and check on how she was reacting. Her breathing was erratic and her eyes had rolled back in her head as her hands played with her smallish breasts.

Ian smiled, but his voice was insistent, demanding even, as he said, “Take your hands off your lovely breasts, Selena. Put them in my hair if you have to find something for them to do, but the only one giving you pleasure from here on out is me.”

Ian worked his way up Selena’s light brown skin and soon was worshipping her breasts with the same talent and desire he’d shown for her legs, while Selena had taken his advice and was fisting her tiny hands in his thick hair as her moans and squeals of appreciation turned into pleas for more.

“Please, God, make him fuck me,” she groaned, after what seemed to her like an hour of sexual torture.

And when Ian crawled up her torso, planted his elbows on either side of her body, and lowered himself to begin kissing her plump lips, she thought her wish was being granted. But while they made out passionately, all she got in her pussy was a single, probing finger. In and out it moved, and side to side, as it stretched her and tested how easily it could move inside. Soon the one finger was joined by another, even as Ian’s tongue speared it’s way into Selena’s compliant mouth. When one arm tired of holding up his weight, the two arms switched, and this time three fingers plunged inside Selena’s wetness. Ian’s face was buried in the crook of Selena’s neck as he planted a spiral of hot, sucking kisses from just below her ear to the notch on her collarbone.

Selena was just as incoherent as Kristin had been earlier downstairs…and as she was now sitting in that armchair. If Ian had cared to look Kristin’s way, he would have been awestruck by what he would have seen.

Kristin was still cuffed to the chair, still at Kate’s mercy, that hadn’t changed. What had changed was that Kate had moved back in front of Kristin and had somehow managed to slip her legs between the armrest and the seat of the armchair, one leg to each side, which automatically put Kate in the position of straddling Kristin’s thighs. Kate had then slid her ass as far back on Kristin’s legs as she could go to give her enough room to lean down so they could kiss, which was exactly what the two women were doing right now.

Furiously so, in fact.

But Ian was preoccupied with making Selena come like never before in her young life. He’d already stretched the opening of her juicy cunt as much as he could manage without the aid of his nightstick, and he had no intention of getting off of her to reclaim that from its spot on the floor with his pants, so as he pressed he head of his aching cock up against her, all he took time for was to tell her, “Here it comes,” before he pushed the head all the way inside.

Selena hissed a triumphant “Yes!!!” as she felt Ian move inside of her, but when he stopped and she realized just how thick his cock was, she blurted, “Oh fuck, you’re huge!”

Ian asked if she was okay about continuing. It was the last time he intended to ask, but he wanted to make sure. Selena didn’t even answer him, not verbally anyway; her response was to put one arm down on the bed and push, while twisting her body. That took Ian by surprise, a shock he didn’t recover from until Selena had rolled them over and was on top herself. She quickly leaned forward and put her hands on his chest for support and leverage before she lowered herself onto his shaft. Inch by inch, Ian’s cock disappeared inside of Selena’s hole, until her mound finally butted up against his crotch.

“Holy shit!” he said quietly. “You took it all.”

“Good thing that’s all of it,” she panted, “‘cause I think I’m completely full.”

“Do you want to start fucking me now, or should I roll us back over?”

“No, I’ll do it,” Selena grunted, as she adjusted her position ever so slightly. “I’ve wanted to before, but the few guys I’ve been with wouldn’t let me.”

Ian looked up at Selena, and was stuck by how sexy, how womanly she looked with her black spiral curls hanging down and a look of intense concentration on her face. “Go ahead. Fuck me at your own pace.”

“Thanks.” Selena began rocking up and down on Ian’s cock, which was really more of a back and forth motion given their horizontal positions, and it didn’t take long for her to establish a rhythm. Ian grasped Selena’s hips and used his hold to stabilize her body as she rocked back and forth.

“You’re so lovely, Selena,” Ian said. “So fucking gorgeous.”

Her little body was wetly smacking against his groin with every move downward now, and on the upstroke, she was using her inner muscles to squeeze the length of his cock. He loved the way she was biting her lower lip as she concentrated on fucking him, and he also loved the vigorous way her tiny tits shook with each move she made.

“You’re not so…unnnhh!!…bad yourself,” Selena panted as she continued to fuck. Thanks to Ian’s extended and very thorough foreplay, Selena was already close to having the climax of her young life. “Oh yes, getting close, soooo close. Can feel…feel it…yes…I’m coming…I’m coming…I’m comAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

Selena stopped moving once her orgasm washed over her and that’s where Ian took over. He rolled them back to their original positions and began to mercilessly pound in and out of her cunt. She shrieked as her overstimulated pussy made her beg for mercy, even as she was in the midst of her orgasm. As he continued to pound her, she arched her back, wrapped her arms around his back, and hooked her legs around his hips. Before long, she was clawing his back with her long, manicured nails, and using her legs to help pull him as deep into her as he could possibly go.

The only reason Ian had been able to hold out this long was that he’d already come twice today; he knew his third orgasm was going to be much tougher to reach. In and out he moved, and as Selena’s cries shifted from the agony of overstimulation to the desperate encouragement of needing more, he bent down to begin frantically kissing her face and neck as he continued to thrust. He could feel his orgasm coming; he knew he wouldn’t last much longer, not with the enthusiastic way Selena was working with him, and he wanted to make sure she came again before her velvet vise pulled an orgasm out of him.

Ian succeeded, but not by much, as Selena had a second, screech-filled climax. As her pussy clamped down on his cock, he couldn’t hold out any longer, and shot the little semen he’d been able to build up into her grasping, welcoming cunt. He collapsed on top of his young partner and then rolled to the side, bringing her with him.

“How was that?” he wheezed, before planting a sweet, soft kiss on her plump lips.

Selena released her legs from around his hips, but kept her arms around his back. “That was…” she paused as she searched for the right word, “…that was incredible, Ian. Thank you.” She returned his kiss, and after he thanked her for allowing him to have her, they settled in for some pleasurable kissing as their hands slowly explored each other’s body.

That lasted until Kristin’s desperate cries of frustrated need broke into their little world. Selena propped herself up on one elbow and Ian slid his soft cock out of her so he could turn around and look. They hadn’t yet seen Kate and Kristin making out, but the two women were still at it, they just weren’t going as fast or as hard as they had been before. Now, Kate was kissing Kristin on her face and neck, anywhere but her sweet mouth in fact, and had one hand stuffed down between them.

Ian couldn’t see what that hand was doing, but he had to assume Kate was fingerbanging Kristin, and possibly also toying with her clit. He was a little bit annoyed that Kate was fingering Kristin’s cunt instead of her asshole like he’d suggested, but that wasn’t too bad, as loosening that ass himself would just give his tired cock more time to recover.

My cock is going to need some serious TLC after tonight, Ian mused. It’s never taken this much abuse in one day…not ever!

“Do you want to go over and check out what they’re doing?” Ian asked Selena.

“Mmmhmm,” Selena replied.

“Okay, but first you have to do something for me.”

“Anything.”

“Crawl over here and clean off my cock with that hot little mouth of yours,” Ian said. “Once I’m clean, you can go look at Kate and Kristin.”

Selena didn’t think twice. Instead of making her way around the bed, she took the expedient route and rolled Ian flat on his back and took a cock into her mouth for the first time in her life. She’d never given a blow job before, but experience wasn’t necessary as all she was doing was cleaning up her juices and his come. She sucked and licked the head and as much of the shaft as would fit into her mouth, and then popped the cock out of her mouth to work on the rest of his shaft.

Ian thought Selena had reached the end when her mouth made it to the root of his cock, but she surprised him by dipping underneath and drawing his balls into her mouth, one at a time, before licking off the rest of his hairy sack. When she finally pulled her face off of his cock, he gave her a look a pure amazement. She returned his look with a shit-eating grin which made him laugh as he waved her off to go see exactly what Kate was doing to Kristin. Ian just laid back on the bed and folded his hands behind his neck as he took the chance to relax. He still had two beauties left to fuck, and he was going to need every ounce of energy he could muster.

Kristin’s ass first, Ian thought, then Kate, both after fucking Selena. He shook his head in disbelief. It’s the Bataan Death March of sex. I’m either going to finish it and be a sexual cripple, or else die trying. Then he smiled. What man wouldn’t want to be right here, right now? What a way to go.

Ian then hopped out of bed and grabbed his cell phone. He decided he had to get some photos of Kate mounted on top of Kristin, especially since Selena was doing more than just watching. That young woman had already joined in, standing right behind Kate and kissing her neck as she reached around and fondled Kate’s chest. As he snapped shot after shot of this unbelievably hot action, he was amazed to feel his cock struggle back to life. I guess it didn’t really have choice, he chuckled, not after Selena’s cleaning job and then being faced with this rather unusual three-way.

Jesus, I’m a lucky bastard. Time to get Kate off of Kristin, so I can take her ass.

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I fuck my sister and her sexy friend

My sister and her friend

This is only my second story so leave me feedback please.

It was a boiling Monday night in the summer holidays, with sweat dripping off my face after a good training session with the football team. I decided I would have dinner then have a bath, my parents were out so It was down to me to cook dinner for me and my sister (Megan) and her best friend Dionne.

Both girls were 13 and both beautiful. Megan was slightly chubby but for a 13 year old she had massive tits and a big bum as well. Her figure was average and was quite small, around 5’7. Dionne was the most gorgeous girl I had ever seen, she had lush blonde and brown hair, a lovely hourglass figure with small but perky tits and a lovely lovely bum.

During dinner both girls were giggling and whispering and couldn’t keep there eyes off me but I made nothing of it and carried on eating. After dinner I ran myself a bath whilst the girls went to Megan’s bedroom, I got In the bath and watched highlights of the man utd game on my iPad. I dried myself then wearing nothing but a towel excited the bathroom and as soon as the door opened my sister called me to her bedroom.

I opened the door and the girls told me to shut the door then sit down on the bed, I shut the door and then sat on the bed. The girls started off asking me a few harmless questions like when’s mum and dad home, how’s life and what time it was. The girls seem to laugh when I said mum and dad were staying at a friends, again I ignored it and thought nothing of it. Megan was wearing some tight denim shorts which showed off her bum very nicely and Dionne was wearing a tank top and hot pants which shoved off her amazing figure.

There was a long awkward silence until Megan broke it up by saying “Jamie can we ask you some questions which you promise not to tell mum and dad?” I replied with yes and then the most unexpected thing ever happened. “What’s it like to have a penis?” My mouth opened and I stuttered with shock. “Um um umm nice I suppose.” I replied with. I was already surprised enough but then the next question was even more shocking. “How big is it,” Dionne said. “9 inches when hard.” I replied. WOAH that’s massive both the girls shouted!

There was another long awkward silence until Dionne finally broke it by saying “do you want to play truth or dare with us?” I thought about it for a minute then thought yes why not, so I agreed. “Truth or dare” Megan said, “dare,” I replied with, feeling daring. The girls whispered for a minute then told me to”take off the towel.” My eyes fell out of my head with shock, I didn’t want to upset the girls so I decided to go along with it. I stood up, un tied the towel then took it off. The girls gasped as they saw my penis. I was slightly embarrassed so I quickly asked Megan truth or dare. Megan thought then replied with dare. I whispered into dionnes ear, “what you thinking?” She thought for a moment and then shouted out ” take off everything but your underwear. Again I was shocked but didn’t complain and Megan stood up and sexily took off her top and revealed a spotty pink and white bra which started to turn me on, she then turned around and slid down and showed off her beautiful ass. At this point my i could feel my cock getting hard and It was slowly rising and it wasn’t long before the two girls saw and whispered to each other about it. I broke up their conversation by asking Dionne truth or dare, she replied with dare and without even discussing it with me Megan shouted ” kiss me!” Dionne quickly lent into Megan and started kissing megan, after about 10seconds they started snogging passionately.

There was my hot sister and her even hotter friend getting off with each other! I couldn’t believe it! It wasn’t long before my sister was stripping Dionne down and both girls were naked. I watched whilst the girls started sucking on each others tits and I just couldn’t handle it. So I started stroking my hard and throbbing dick, the girls realised this and ordered me to come join them.

I joined in them and had a amazing 3 way kiss whilst squeezing there tits, in the end, I had enough and picked up Dionne and threw her down onto Megan’s bed. “I’m going to fuck you, and I’m going to do it now.” I declared and all Dionne did was nod her head. I shoved all 9 inches into her tight and wet pussy. She let out some moans as I started slowly fucking her tight pussy. I looked over to my sister who was sat in her chair fingering herself, weirdly this turned me on even more and demanded she came and sat next to Dionne. She proceeded towards the bed as I picked up the pace with Dionne she was screaming with pleasure. Megan came and sat next to Dionne and I started to finger her already dripping wet pussy, with both girls letting out loud moans I could feel Megan’s pussy cumming and she came all over my fingers, I then shoved my fingers in dionnes mouth as she sucked all the juice off them. A few seconds later I could feel myself about to cum and at that very moment I could feel Dionne cumming and we both had massive orgasm.

I pulled out of Dionne and had a rest before sleeping with my sister and Dionne all night. The sex carried on for years until I moved out, but the three of us are meeting up again next month. And yes, for more sex.

Let me know what you think of the story as it is only my second.

The end

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What would you watch if your mirror obeyed your every command?

Beth liked working for her father, it brought in extra money and she met some nice guys. Chuck was her favorite at the moment, but he was gone for the day. She liked being the boss when her father was gone, but he was seldom gone. Now, in the final month of construction, Stanley Woodham Junior High School was almost finished.
Beth’s main responsibilities, her only real specialties, were mirrors and windows. Her crew had finished the windows the day before, so they could install the mirrors without worrying about vandalism. At the moment Bethany was watching the cement crew put in the sidewalk, while she sucked on a bottle of water. She held the water in her mouth and slowly turned toward Garry. She waited until he noticed her waiting and spit the water on his shirt. He tried to dodge, but she got him right between the shoulder blades. He squealed and reached for his own bottle, then froze, looking over her shoulder.
“Beth, we have to have those mirrors unloaded by quitting time,” Beth’s father called. He shook his finger briefly at the truck, then entered their construction trailer.
“Garry, help me with this one,” Beth said, snapping her drink bottle closed and reaching for a suction cup. She didn’t see the second mirror in the upright stack, raised like an axe and ready to fall. She didn’t see it come down across her delicate white hand as they took up the tension on the first mirror. She jumped back when the mirror fell, and looked down in disbelief when she discovered a thumb lying next to her shoe. There was blood everywhere.
“Hey, there . . . ” she felt herself falling, but couldn’t stop herself. What was wrong with her? Her father would be furious if the new mirrors were not installed in the school on time. They had a penalty clause in their contract.
“Somebody call an ambulance,” she heard Garry shout from far away. Beth decided it was a good time for a break.

Beth opened her eyes and found herself in a hospital. Her father hurried over as she looked around, then smiled up at him.
“Beth, I’m sorry. They couldn’t save your thumb,” her father said softly, petting the hair out of her face.
“My thumb? What’s wrong with my thumb?” she asked, looking at her left bandaged hand. Suddenly she remembered. She felt the room spinning and closed her eyes with a moan of anguish.

“You should take advantage of it,” Abbey said perkily as she folded Bethany’s shirt and stuck it in a drawer.
“How?” Beth was annoyed, and a little angry.
“You always wished you could see your mother. You always wished you could go back in time and talk to her. I have a spell in one of my books that could allow you to do that,” she said, bouncing on the bed beside Bethany.
“What kind of spell?” Beth asked suspiciously.
“Well how many fucking spells do you know? You tell me and I’ll tell you if it’s one of them.”
“Humor the cripple.”
“Well, you know how your spirit is supposed to be in your nervous system? Some people believe that your nervous system actually is your spirit.”
“I didn’t know that. Only you read those trashy books.”
“That’s not true,” Abbey snorted, “millions of people read them. But only a few of us understand them,” Abbey smiled.
“So what about it?”
“So, you’ve kept your thumb,” Abbey nodded at the thumb in the bottle. “Use it.”
“How?”
“Use my spell. Find the mirror which cut off your thumb, put the two together, and use that unattached portion of your spirit to command the mirror to do your bidding. It’s simple.”
“It’s bullshit,” Beth said, grabbing her bandage hand and looking at it in anguish.
“What can it hurt to try?” Abbey insisted.
“My soul?”
“Not a chance. Your soul belongs to you. Keep that bottle and when you die, all your spirit goes with you. Nobody can change that.”
“If I agree will you quit bothering me?” Beth asked.
“Yeah,” Abbey gave her a big smile.
“Then get your book. I know exactly where that mirror is. It was marked 14C.”

Even with her left hand in bandages, it took Beth only moments to professionally install the mirror on her bedroom wall. It was weird, taking her own thumb out of the formaldehyde and laying it against the mirror. It was even more weird, allowing Abbey to draw blood from a vein with a hypodermic needle.
“Are you sure that needle’s clean?” Beth asked suspiciously.
“Sure, it’s one of my mother’s diabetes needles. It’s new.”
“And why are you drawing blood?”
“For the spell, stupid. Do you want me to slash your wrist to get it?”
“No, just get it over with.”
“I would, but I can’t find the vein. There, that’s enough. Start the chant,” Abbey said as she spread everything out and lit the blue candles.
“Spirit and mirror become as if one. Spirit and mirror become as if one. Spirit and mirror become as if one. Oh, that’s gross,” Beth groaned.
“Shut up and chant,” Abbey hissed. “You don’t want something to go wrong?” she said as she sprayed the blood across the mirror.
“What can go wrong?”
“Oh, I don’t know. Your spirit could bond with the house and trap your soul here forever, or maybe the soul of an axe murder could bond with yours. How many fucking excuses do you want, while this ceremony is going on?”
“Ok,” Beth hissed. “Spirit and mirror become as if one. Spirit and mirror become as if one.” The chant went on, and on, and on. Just as Beth decided to quit, Abbey stopped her.
“Good, that’s enough. Now we have to leave the mirror covered for a full day.”
“You can leave it covered forever, as far as I’m concerned,” Beth laughed.
“Belief is part of the spell. If you don’t believe, it won’t work,” Abbey said, covering the mirror with a sheet. Beth made a face as the blood began soaking through the sheet.

“Can you see anything?” Abbey asked breathlessly.
“Yeah, I’ve got a new zip,” Beth gasped.
“Oh, you stupid slut. I’m going to call you stumpy out loud at school.”
“You do and I’ll kill you. My name would be stumpy for the rest of my life.”
“Then you’d better start taking this seriously. You are supposed to focus your will on the mirror, and look for an image, as if it were hidden by fog. Now what are you looking for?”
“I want to know whom my father dated last night.”
“That’s easy, I can tell you that,” Abbey said, tossing a potato chip into her mouth.
“Hey, shut the fuck up. I’m concentrating.”
“You won’t like it,” Abbey teased.
“Fuck you, whore. You want me to have this mirror tossed out?”
“If you do, you will never know.”
“Oh, get serious. I’m not going . . . I’m not . . . HOLY SHIT!!!”
“What?” Abbey leaped to her feet.
“I’ve found Elvis,” Beth cried, then she fell to the bed laughing.
“Fuck you stumpy, I’m going home,” Abbey said in disappointment. “Stumpy, stumpy, stumpy, stumpy,” her voice disappeared down the hall.
“Don’t make me hurt you, bitch,” Beth yelled, slamming her door. Beth dressed in her T-shirt and shorts for bed. She checked her stomach and ass in the mirror. They were still perfect, she decided. That was another benefit of working part time for her father. She couldn’t wait to start again. But first she had to convince her father that she wouldn’t kill herself.

“Whaua horo suza maclink duyou.”
“Dad, can you hold it down?” Bethany yelled from her bed. She rolled over and suddenly noticed that her bedroom was not dark. Had somebody opened her door? No, the light was reflecting off her new mirror. It must be coming from outside.
“How ar jun cant howuh,” her father’s voice said from far away. Beth’s eyes flew open in horror. Was that an evil voice? Was there a demon in the dark room beside her?
“Daddy?” Beth called in horror. “Daddy?” she yelled, yanking open her door. She searched the house and found it empty. The front door was unlocked, so she locked it. Abbey had not locked it on the way out. Eventually, Beth determined that she was alone. So where was the voice coming from?
“You can’t raise a daughter alone,” her father said from her room. She inched closer to the room and saw the flicker of a TV set. She peeked around her door and found the light coming from the mirror, not the TV.
“I know it’s hard,” a female voice said. Beth inched closer to her bed, and the mirror on the wall. She was horrified to see her father talking to her English teacher. It was as plain as the image on a TV set.
“I’ve considered sending her away to school. But I love her so much, and she’s a big help on the job too. Do you know that Ken and Garry would have left long ago, if she were not there? Hell, there are probably others. I hate using my daughter like that, but I need those guys. Damn it, what can I do? I can’t let her go back and get hurt again.”
“Brad, she could get hurt anywhere, on any job. Do you know how many accidents happen at McDonalds? Hundreds from coast to coast. I have the figures,” she nodded at a roll-top desk.
“I know, I know,” her father said as he took off his shirt. Bethany’s eyes bugged out as she realized that they were getting ready for bed. She did not want to see Miss Bishop and her dad fucking. But how did you turn it off?
“I think it’s the thought of using her which revolts me. I can’t do it any more.”
“Talk to her, Brad . . . ”
“Oh hell,” Beth said, picking up the phone. “Abbey, get your ass over here,” she yelled into the phone.
“Shall we ride the wild stallion?” Miss Bishop asked with a sly smile.
“Certainly, I’m always ready for a wild ride, Tex.”
“Oh god,” Beth said, watching briefly, then looking away. “Abbey you fucking asshole.”
“Oh yes,” Miss Bishop gasped. Beth had to look. Miss Bishop was sinking on her father’s long dick. She began riding with her face turned toward the ceiling.
“Yeehaa,” Miss Bishop yelled.
“Abbeeeeeeee!” Beth screamed, dancing in front of the mirror.
“Beth. Beth let me in, the front door is locked,” Abbey called from the window. Beth flew to the window and threw it open. She yanked Abbey inside and pointed at the mirror.
“Yippee,” Miss Bishop said, waving her hand in the air as if she were riding a bronco.
“Who says English teachers are boring?” Abbey smiled, then ducked Beth’s fist.
“Make it stop now,” Beth threatened.
“You have to do it,” Abbey said, sitting on the bed and watching.
“Hey, that’s my dad.”
“So.”
“Oh, I’m going to kill you so much,” Beth steamed.
“Just think of something else. If you don’t want to see anything, think of nothing.”
“That’s impossible.”
“Try it. Think of something you’ve always wanted to see.”
“I don’t know what to think about,” Beth howled.
“I know, that new teacher, Mrs . . . ”
“Hanley?”
“Yeah. She’s just too perfect, blonde, long legs, short skirt. Think about her. See what she’s doing right now. I bet it’s something hot.”
“I’ll try,” Beth said, closing her eyes and visualizing Mrs. Hanley.
“Hey, hey look,” Abbey hissed. Beth opened her eyes and found light flickering off a glass-covered picture and the gold base of a lamp. It was the reflection from a TV.
“I don’t see her,” Beth said, moving closer to the mirror.
“Look, isn’t that the top of a head?” Abbey pointed to a blonde pile of hair. “Make it look down.”
“How?”
“Think about it. Hurry, something’s going on down there.”
Beth squinted at the mirror and the picture began moving. Suddenly they saw Mrs. Hanley. They saw her face, then her chest, finally her stomach and the head bobbing between her legs. It was a woman’s head.
“Way to go Mrs. Hanley,” Abbey crowed.
“Oh god, this is better than videos,” Beth laughed, clapping her hands. “I need to move it down more and find out who that woman is. If they both work at the school . . . ”
“I don’t know her,” Abbey said in disappointment. “She has a hell of an ass though. She’s a blonde with a black woman’s ass. Would you eat that?” Abbey asked with a sly smile.
“I might if I were a sick fuck like you,” Beth said, relaxing on the bed beside Abbey. “She does have a nice ass,” Beth admitted. She was beginning to feel uncomfortable. She was very aware of Abbey sitting beside her on the bed. It had never seemed important before. But watching two women was changing her perspective on things.
“That’s . . . that’s actually kind of hot,” Abbey admitted in a quiet voice.
“Yeah,” Beth said uncomfortably. “Do you want to see something else?”
“Ah . . . no,” Abbey said. “That’s fine.”
“Oh yes,” Mrs. Hanley called. She put her hand on the woman’s head, caressing her hair gently. She slid one hand up to her naked breast and began kneading it in her fingers. She licked the palm of her hand and rotated the wet palm over her nipple. Her breath started coming faster. The head between her legs bobbed faster. A wet licking sound was very distinct in the quiet room. The woman between her legs was rubbing her own legs together. To the watching girls it was obvious that Mrs. Hanley was about to have an orgasm. Both girls had brought themselves off many times and knew all the signs.
“God that looks hot,” Abbey sighed. “I wish . . . ”
“Wish what?” Beth asked breathlessly.
“I wish I was with Mrs. Hanley right now.”
“Why?” Beth asked, suddenly nervous.
“Because . . . because I’d like to do her like that,” Abbey said in sudden honesty.
“You would do that?”
“I would right now. I don’t know what I’d do later,” Abbey said, mesmerized by what was happening in the mirror.
“You know I’ve considered it a few times,” Beth said, now shaking in nervousness. “I’ve had these dreams,” she admitted, trembling like a kitten.
“You too?” Abbey sat up straight on the bed. “I thought it was just me. I felt guilty.”
“Do you… you know,” Beth nodded.
“Ok, but how? How do you start something like that?” Abbey nodded at the mirror.
“Kissing, I guess. Have you ever kissed a girl?”
“No, but I won’t let that hold me back. Beth, I’m dying. I need to cum,” Abbey whined.
They moved closer and sat looking at each other. Abbey started to smile, but something in Beth’s eyes told her that if she made fun of the moment, Beth would back out.
“Oh yes, yes, yes!” Mrs. Hanley screamed. They both looked as Mrs. Hanley rode the beautiful woman’s face in the throes of her orgasm. She screamed and squealed while her body shivered and her pussy hunched the woman brutally. Finally, she opened her legs and let the beautiful blonde roll out from between her legs and take her place on the couch.
Beth gasped as she felt a hand on her knee. She looked down at Abbey’s hand in disbelief. Abbey rubbed her right knee gently just below the hem of her shorts.
Beth turned and grabbed Abbey’s face. She pulled her into a full, passionate kiss with tongue. Abbey looked shocked and started to reach for Beth’s hands, but she suddenly stopped and put he arms around Beth’s slender, muscular body. They both rolled over and fell to the bed. Abbey was on top. Beth luxuriated beneath her. Suddenly they kissed as if their lives depended on it. Their hands explored freely. Abbey was the first to slide her hands beneath Beth’s shirt to feel her tits. She broke the kiss and sat up, getting Beth to help pull Beth’s shirt off over her head. Beth sat topless, watching Abbey watch her.
“What do you think?” Beth asked breathlessly.
“I think you are built like a goddess, and I look like Miss Bishop’s stallion.”
“Take that off,” Beth said gently, pulling on Abbey’s blouse. They pulled off Abbey’s blouse and bra together. Beth sat watching, then smiled up at Abbey.
“They are not as big as mine yet, but they look incredible,” Beth said truthfully.
“You really think so?”
“I do,” Beth said in all seriousness. Abbey shrugged and smiled. She looked at Beth’s gym shorts and began pulling desperately. Beth lifted off the bed and soon sat naked. Abbey followed suit in moments. The both sat looking small and uncomfortable.
“I… I think I want to go first. I’ll do you,” Beth said bravely.
“How do you want to do me?” Abbey asked.
“I don’t know. Could you sit on the edge of the bed while I kneel on the floor?”
“Sure, anything you want.”
Beth smiled bravely as Abbey slid her legs off the bed. Beth hesitantly moved off the bed. She noticed that her knees were shaking. Her insides felt like jelly. She wanted to taste Abbey, but she was afraid she couldn’t go through with it. On the other hand, she was so horny that she would do almost anything. She felt self-conscious about being naked in front of Abbey, but she knew she had a better body than Abbey, so she tried to shake off the stupid feeling. Abbey leaned back on the bed, waiting. Beth steeled her nerves and moved closer. She was conscious of Abbey watching, which made her even more nervous.
She gingerly reached out and placed one hand on each of Abbey’s thighs. They were warm and very soft. She moved her face closer until she could smell the perfumed fragrance of Abbey’s skin. She kissed her inner thigh experimentally, then took a good look at Abbey’s pussy for the first time. She had a dark patch of black hair, more hair than Beth. The pussy looked much like Beth’s. It was very wet and fragrant. Beth inhaled deeply and decided it was a good smell. She looked up into Abbey’s eye, then extended her tongue and touched the hot flesh of Abbey’s pussy.
Abbey sighed deeply and closed her eyes. Beth tasted the trace of juice on her tongue and decided she liked it. She licked more boldly. Abbey shuddered and gasped as Beth’s tongue slid through her wet folds of flesh. When the tongue reached her clit, Abbey gasped and stiffened. Amazed at such a reaction Beth opened the folds of her pussy and found the clit, then began flicking her tongue across the little bud.
Abbey cried out and stiffened, thrusting her pussy slightly forward to meet Beth’s tongue. Losing the last of her hesitation, Beth clamped her warm lips over the wet mound and began sucking as her tongue lashed Abbey’s womanly fruit.
Abbey suddenly sat up, then fell back to mash her own little tits brutally.
Becoming even more enthusiastic, Beth dove into the girl’s crotch wholeheartedly, working her face from side to side, while her mouth sucked and tongued her helpless friend. With a death grip on each leg, Beth drove her tongue up inside Abbey while her sucking lips drew her womanly nectar from her loins. She discovered what excitement she could find, drinking another girl’s sticky juices.
Panting and tossing on the bed, Abbey suddenly fell back across the bed and spread her legs wider. Although Beth was new at this sort of thing, she realized that Abbey was nearing her orgasm. It was exciting to watch the thigh muscles tense and vibrate in time with her lashing tongue. Beth puckered her lips and sealed them over the little clit at the top of Abbey’s pussy and lashed it at the same time. She moved her merciless tongue to the top of the fleshy envelope, turning her head slightly so she could rake her tongue from the top, down across the clit and back again. Abbey panted loudly with each stroke.
Abbey shot up off the bed and grabbed the back of Beth’s head, pulling her tightly into her pussy, then with a little scream she threw herself back on the bed, rolling her head from side to side, while her fists clenched the sheets. Abbey humped her pussy against Beth’s working mouth, moaning loudly enough to be heard outside. Beth didn’t have time to worry about that. She intensified her attack on Abbey’s poor clit, sucking and licking it at the same time. Abbey squeaked loudly and stiffened, then humped her pussy helplessly against Beth’s face as her orgasm exploded from her loins. Her warm juices were being sucked from her pussy by Beth’s searching lips. Beth knew it would be her last chance to feast on her friend’s sweet juices, because in a moment her pussy would be too sensitive to allow any contact. When Beth felt Abbey’s legs clench around her face, she relented and sealed her mouth over the entire pussy, sucking gently without probing with her tongue.
With Abbey in her mouth, Beth watched the changing expression on Abbey’s face as she went from orgasm, to sensitivity, then she relaxed. It was a wonderful experience, one she would have never missed. Abbey suddenly looked down at the sweet face and warm mouth, still sealed over her pussy.
“I never realized how exciting it was to sit up and watch your pussy being eaten. That was something else,” she said as Beth rose and turned to sit on the bed. She placed Beth in just the right position.
Abbey began kissing her way up Beth’s perfect leg. She looked at the nearly hairless pussy and gave a little squeal of delight, before she plunged ahead and mashed her mouth against the fleshy mound. With no foreplay she proceeded to tongue Beth’s burning flesh. Beth forced herself to keep her eyes open so she could watch her friend working between her legs. She placed her hands on the back of Abbey’s head and massaged her hair, pulling slightly forward to increase the pressure on her crotch. Beth started to lie back, but Abbey reached up and pulled her upright, smiling into her eyes as she worked her mouth against her womanhood. Licking and sucking, she bathed the outer lips of pussy flesh liberally, then snaked her tongue up into Beth, curling out the juices for her sucking lips.
Pressing her lips directly over the vulva, she sucked then concentrated on lashing Beth’s clit with her tongue. Beth cried out and held her breath, trying to restrain her cries. She gasped suddenly and bent forward over Abbey’s head, pulling it forcefully into her crotch. Abbey continued to eat in the awkward position, trying to breathe when she could. She was relieved when Beth finally sat back and started humping her sex against Abbey’s mouth.
Abbey recognized the little panting cries for the start of Beth’s orgasm. She doubled her efforts on Beth’s clit. Beth’s cries got louder and louder until she suddenly stiffened and bit her lips to keep from screaming. As her orgasm tore her loins apart, her pussy twisted inside Abbey’s mouth. She pumped it against that sweet mouth, giving her final offering of juices to the warm, sucking lips. The orgasm seemed to go on forever, then gradually lessened until Beth fell back on the bed in total exhaustion.
Like a mother cat, Abbey thoughtfully cleaned Beth’s entire crotch and inner thighs, before she stood up and lay on the bed next to Beth. Abbey licked her lips as she smiled down at the angelic face. Beth opened her eyes and stared up at Abbey.
“That was wonderful,” Beth sighed happily.
“Oh look, the mirror is blank,” Abbey pointed at the mirror.
“Yeah, it’s late. You better get some clothes on that sweet body before daddy gets home.
“You too,” Abbey smiled. They were giggling and wrestling on the bed when her father arrived.
“Beth, is that you?” he asked from outside the door.
“Yeah, daddy, me and Greg.”
“What,” the door burst open. He shook his head with a smile and pointed a threatening finger at Beth. “Goodnight girls,” he said, closing the door.
“Goodnight Tex,” Abbey said in a gruff voice, then squealed as Beth hit her in the arm. He paused, deep in thought, then shook his head and went to his bedroom. It had to be a coincidence.

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“I am so pleased you have confirmed you are both bi, so pleased,” Sarah’s friend Debbi smiled, a week after our tryst with Leslie.

Sarah had just told her all about our three-way with him, an attractive and very exciting cross dresser, when she asked, “Did your man reciprocate with a blow job for Leslie? Was he tempted?”

“A gentleman never tells,” I smiled smugly, fascinated where this conversation might lead.

“Some of my girlfriends speak very highly of your man Sarah. He is rumored to have a thick, nine-inch erection when fully aroused. And you Sarah you are rumoured to be very exciting women and extremely talented.

Debbi had our full attention as I looked closely at her, taller than Sarah, she has a presence, a very confident, most attractive woman with just a hint of bisexuality. Short, bobbed, brunette hair and a slim size-10 body with wonderful long legs and tits in proportion to her body

Sarah and I were both enjoying Debbi’s verbal teasing and the thrust of her questions. “Do you shave or wax, both of you? Do you have any special rules? What is your biggest turn on Sarah? And you Roger, any special turn ons? How many times a week? Do watch each other masturbate? Do you have any kinky sexy fetishes, both of you?”

“Depends what you call kinky, we have lots, perhaps we might show you some of them,” Sarah smiled.

“Can’t you tell me just one?,” Debbi teased, hanging on to Sarah’s every word.

“Shall I tell her just one Roger?,” Sarah teased enjoying the frisson.

“Let me tell her, just one. I have an ass fetish Debbi and Sarah has a magnificent big ass. She loves me worshiping it, licking and kissing her ass cheeks. Even better with another male or female watching. Young boys especially. A variation on that is another male or female licking and kissing her ass cheeks while we tongue kiss, the only contact our tongues and lips.”

“Oh wow, that is two kinky fetishes, I like it, very much,” Debbi replied.

“I have a thing about well hung men,” she told us as she held my gaze and crossed her wonderful, long legs for us, her short skirt well above her knees. “I might be talking out of turn Sarah, but I would love to give your man a blow job. Am I talking out of turn?”

Sarah played the moment to perfection. “You are, however I have a counter proposition for you. You are rumored to be bi and a very talented lesbian lover. You can give my man a blow job, I want to watch and participate. My trade off is a tongue fuck from you while my man participates.”

Before Debbi departed Sarah took her hand and and led her to another room. “These are our sex chairs. Do you like the mirrors? The third chair with the bottle of oil is for a spectator. We love an audience.”

“You can have me on Friday and my man Roger on Sunday. Three in the afternoon, sex is always better in the afternoon. Does that work for you?”

Sarah, is of French descent, in her mid-forties, bilingual, fluent in both French and English and as I recently discovered with a little prompting from me, bi-sexual, though she didn’t need a great deal of prompting. Her body is still good, both sexes love my legs and ass and the way I trim her pubic hair – the look Helmut Newton’s models prefer. Or was it his preference? Good hips, flat stomach, modest tits with long hard nipples when aroused.

She has a high sex drive, very high. She loves reminding me. “I am to please and be pleased sexually, I love being licked and teased by both sexes,” She lost all her inhibitions between her second and third husbands and she loves having sex with an audience. And she really does enjoy some racy commentary during sex, an extra dimension.

She has a tacit agreement with me that she can pleasure and be pleasured sexually by another man around once a month. We set some basic rules a while back, no intercourse, outer sex only – safe sex, ‘you can watch and masturbate’ she told me. If the second man wants to blow me, she loves to watch. Occasionally we have another woman instead of a man to pleasure us both, same rules apply.

We quickly moved beyond those rules and now have a third or fourth person on an irregular basis: Sunday afternoon is our preferred time, what better way to spend an afternoon?

On the Friday Sarah and I were looking forward to Debbi’s visit with great anticipation. We had shaved each others pubes to our satisfaction. Sarah has gone through a number of styles, even bald. My favorite style for her is the look Helmut Newton’s models prefer, or was it his preference?, an exciting trimmed triangle with a gap at the sides. For me just a tuft above my shaved cock.

“What do you think baby, is less more?,” Sarah asked as she tried on several outfits. “This jacket and heels, nothing else apart from my perfume? Is it too short, does it cover my ass? Should I leave the buttons undone?”

“I love that look I told her, the only thing the jacket covers is your nipples, it highlights your wonderful legs, glorious big ass and shaved cunt. It is an absolute turn for me.”

“Do you think Debbi will like it? You know I want to turn her on as soon as she walks in the door.”

I settled on a pair of tight silk slacks and asked Sarah to oil my back and torso, hoping I could provide Debbi some eye candy. The feel and touch of silk on my cock was very arousing with Sarah’s oily hands on my body.

“Are you going to masturbate for Debbi and I while you watch?”

“Would you like me to?”

“Yes, you know I would.”

“Then turn me on while I watch, really turn me on, you know your turn on is my turn on Sarah,” I whispered already excited at the thought as she rubbed a hand over my silk slacks and the outline of my already aroused cock.

“Sarah is almost ready,” I smiled at Debbi before we lightly tongue kissed when she arrived as she ogled my oily, naked torso. “She has been looking forward to today, very much so,” I told her truthfully as we could hear Sarah walking toward us.

“Wow, what a greeting,” Debbi smiled as she admired Sarah’s almost naked body. “You know how to make an entrance,” she told her as she tongue kissed Sarah and she returned her kisses.

Sarah and I had both been looking forward to Debbi showing us her naked body. “Take it off for me Roger,” she instructed as she placed my hand on a zipper at the back of her short, black cocktail dress, one movement and she shrugged out of it as it fell to her ankles.

“You wanted me to wear heels Sarah. Did I overlook anything,” she smiled as Sarah and I ogled her naked body. Wonderful, long, well formed legs, jet black pubic hair trimmed in Helmut Newton style, flat stomach, good hips and waist and larger than expected tits with aroused nipples.

“You really are an exciting woman Sarah, incredibly exciting,” Debbi whispered as they passionately tongue kissed.

“I love being linked and teased, love it,” Sarah moaned as Debbi licked and sucked her nipples. “Even better with my man licking and sucking one.

“Tell me what you are going to do to me Debbi?,” Sarah teased she held her hand on the way to our sex chairs.

“I want give your man a blow job on Sunday, your trade off was a tongue fuck from me while your man participated. Let’s do it, now, right now.”

“Lick and kiss my big ass cheeks first, while Roger tongue kisses me. Now tongue kiss me while Roger licks and kisses my ass cheeks.

Sarah had her legs spread, one foot on Debbi’s shoulder as Debbi wrapped her arms her thighs before she slid her tongue along Sarah’s already wet cunt lips.

The way Sarah and I were kissing with just the tips of our tongues as Debbi was tongue fucking her was exquisite. I rubbed the tip of my erection over her nipples before I licked and kissed them.

I wasn’t sure if Debbi saw me slide my erect cock and balls out of my slacks before I fitted a cock ring and clipped it under my balls. Though she did glance up to see me smearing oil over it as I commenced masturbating. Sexual heaven for me masturbating toward a huge, slow orgasm while watching a talented, bi-sex woman tongue fucking my lady.

Earlier when Sarah had confirmed she wanted me to masturbate for her while I watched Debbi tongue fucking her, I had asked her to, ‘turn me on, really turn me on, while I watch’.

“Am I turning you on, really turning you on, Debbi is good, extremely good,” Sarah told me as I watched her, hands on Debbi’s head pushing her into her. I knew she was really turned on when she starting moaning, “Fuck my cunt, fuck my cunt, fuckamycunt, I love it.”

Not the first time I had enjoyed masturbating while watching Sarah being sexually pleasured by a female, or a male. But the best as both of them watched me orgasm.

On the Sunday before Debbi arrived Sarah and I were both refreshed and pleased we had enjoyed a days break. “I want you to have a full on, thick nine-inch erection for Debbi when she arrives, and for me,” she warned me earlier.

“And you know I want us to share a man, or perhaps two men, soon as my quid pro quo, my trade off for this. You know exactly the type of man I prefer. Fantasize about it while I watch Debbi giving you a blow job.”

A few minutes before she was due Sarah was naked apart from her heels as she helped me slide on the same tight fitting, black silk slacks I had worn on the Friday. “This oil looks wonderful on your body,” she told me as she applied it. “Get hard for me, really hard, an absolute boner, I want you to have a full on, thick nine-inch erection for Debbi when she arrives, and for me.” She told me as she licked and sucked my nipples with a hand inside my slacks.

“Oil my ass, an extra turn on for both of us,” she told me as she poured some oil into my hand. “Is that an extra turn on for you?”

“Now slide your cock and balls out of your slacks, show me if you really do have an absolute boner.

“Come in and lock the door Debbi, we are in the next room.” Sarah told her as she arrived moments later.

“Oh fuck, you two are incredible,” Debbi purred as she watched me licking and kissing Sarah’s ass with my balls and full on erection poking out of the tight opening in my slacks while Sarah slid it between two fingers in v-shape,.

“Fucking incredible,” she whispered as she tongue kissed Sarah while I continued licking and kissing her ass.

“I would love to give your man a blow job Sarah. Am I talking out of turn?,” Debbi smiled sarcastically referencing a conversation we had less than two weeks ago.

“You are not talking out of turn, I want to watch and join in,” Sarah replied.

“Tell me what foreplay you would like?,” Debbi whispered as we tongue kissed.

“Lick my nipples with your hand on Sarah’s ass. Kiss Sarah with your hand on my erection. Lick my balls. Suck my balls. Lick my cock.”

“I have never had a man as big as you. Even more exciting with his sexy lady watching and enjoying.”

“Stand with your back to the wall, let’s make it a three-way for you,” Sarah told us she took control.

Debbi was on her knees, my full on erection poking out at ninety-degrees as she went to work. Lick the underside of my erection, lick my balls, then suck and use her tongue on the tip of my erection.

“Your tum on is my turn baby,” Sarah told me as she watched Debbi. “And I am so turned on right now,” she whispered as she alternated tongue kissing me and licking and sucking my nipples.

I learnt long ago the best blow jobs or hand jobs are while standing. Magical, just magical while your lady is participating. Her tongue on mine as Debbi had me on the brink was sexual heaven. “Do you want Debbi to swallow,” Sarah whispered.

“Do you?,” Debbi teased. “Do you?’

“Oh fuck, so good, so fucking good, I moaned before I could answer and my knees buckled.

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The futa has a hot time with three MILFs while hoping her friend doesn’t discover the truth.

The World’s First Futa’s Daughters – Futa’s First Naughty Awakening

Chapter Three: Alyessa’s Afternoon of MILF Delights

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2018

August 21st, 2036 – Alyessa Howards

Three days after Ms. Evans revealed that Mrs. North, the reverend’s wife, was eager to fuck my futa-cock, I was trembling. I had an appointment to work in the Norths’ yard, mowing the lawn and trimming the hedges. I did it once a week for them to earn money to help buy college supplies. I was leaving for college next week.

This was my last chance.

I couldn’t believe that the reverend’s wife, the wholesome Mrs. North, wanted to enjoy my futa-cock. My secret was out. Mrs. Minx, my best friend’s mother, had spread the word to her friends. More than a few of the women in my small community had eyed me.

Had enjoyed my futa-cock.

Ms. Evans, of course, had given me that wonderful titty fuck, and Tessa Isaacs, the owner of The Polka Dot Dress, had cornered me in the changing room. I pounded her hard against the wall with a hand clamped over her mouth to keep her other customers from hearing our passion.

My dick throbbed, tucked between my thighs. I was fighting my erection. I still was in disbelief that the preacher’s wife would want to have sex with me. Reverend North was a caring man. I thought they had a great marriage, but…

I was learning that these MILFs had come of age when Becky Woodward, my futa-mother, was exploding in fame. For the last nineteen or so years, they had read about her exploits or watched her naughty acts. They’d seen her cheering naked at college football games, witnessed her fucking reporters on live interviews, and watched those naughty Japanese game shows she used to produce where contestants competed for the right to ride her futa-dick. Now that the first wave of my mother’s futa-daughters, like me, were coming of age, these women had the opportunity to live out their fantasies.

And I was the only futa in Jefferson, Oregon.

I reached the white picket fence of the Norths’ house. I trembled, staring at the two-story farmhouse, painted a light-blue. It had a wrap-around, covered porch like most of the houses, over a hundred and fifty years old. I swallowed then winced at the door opened.

“Alyessa,” Reverend North said. He had a smile on his face. He was wearing a t-shirt and a pair of khaki shorts that left his bony, white legs exposed. “How’s it going?”

“Fine, Reverend North,” I said. “You leaving?”

“Yep, I have to do the accounting for the church. But don’t worry, my wife and a few of her friends are home if you need anything.”

“Friends?” I asked. Ms. Evans implied she would be here when I arrived.

“Yes, yes, Mrs. Minx and Liddy Evans showed up for tea.” He opened the gate and passed me. “I’m sure they’ll let you join them before you get to work.”

“Yeah,” I said, a guilty wave washed through me even as my futa-dick swelled to its full girth, taped to my juicy snatch. My shaved pussy drenched my cock. There was just something exciting about a married woman. Something taboo and wrong about sliding into her.

They were mature and beautiful. They shouldn’t want my futa-dick, only their husband’s cock, but they craved me. I gave them something their husbands didn’t. Couldn’t. I swallowed, trembling. My heart thundered in my chest as I turned and faced the house.

The right thing would be to walk away.

I wanted to do the right thing, but…

My futa-dick throbbed, begging to be freed. Why was I still hiding it? Because of Jasmine? I was scared to tell my best friend the truth. I was hiding who I was from her, from everyone, for all my life. If Mrs. Minx hadn’t figured out what I was…

I would never have discovered the joys of an older woman’s passion.

The gate creaked open. I couldn’t walk away. I wanted this. Inside, I didn’t have to be ashamed of what I was. I could enjoy myself. I could have a nice time with the older women. My nipples throbbed in my tank top, my round tits jiggling in my sports bra as I gained the steps of the wooden porch and rang the old-fashioned doorbell.

A buzzer sounded.

The door ripped open. Mrs. North stood there naked. I gasped at the sight of her motherly face famed by her sleek, black hair. My eyes flicked down to those large, pillowy breasts. They were bigger than I thought, looking so soft, her dark-red nipples poking hard at me. They were three times as big as my own, looking so suckable. My eyes went lower to her dark bush hiding her pussy.

“Oh, you’re here,” moaned Mrs. North. “I can’t believe you’re a futa.”

“Yeah,” I said as the reverend’s wife pulled me to her. Her dark eyes were glassy.

Her arms went around me. She was taller than me, her breasts pressing into my upper chest. She hugged me tight, rocking me. “You’re going to change the world. Your mother is a miracle, you know that?”

I swallowed, my futa-dick throbbing.

“You’re both miracles from God,” she purred. “A new way for the world. I’m just so thrilled to experience it.”

I stared up at the married woman, my eyes blinking. “A… miracle. Me?”

“You,” she purred and the kissed me.

I melted against the reverend’s wife, kissing her with hunger. My tongue played with hers, my heart screaming in my chest. This was all so unexpected. I whimpered into her kiss, my lips working against hers while my pussy soaked my dick. I was so hard. My futa-cock throbbed, fighting against my panties and the costume tape holding it tucked between my thighs and pressed against my pussy.

Why was I doing this? Suffering? Why couldn’t I just be free? These women accepted me. Loved me. They thought I was a miracle. That I wasn’t a freak. It was wonderful. I felt so amazing as she pulled me into the room, her breasts rubbing at me through my tank top.

I realized that Mrs. Minx and Ms. Evans were watching, they were naked, the living room was strewn with their clothing. I kept kissing Mrs. North, her hands cupping my cheeks while my eyes darted around, realizing these three naughty women had stripped naked the moment Mr. North left.

“Mmm, that is hot,” Mrs. Minx moaned. My best friend’s mother squeezed her golden-tan breasts. The blonde MILF sunbathed nude to get that even gleam. That was how this all started.

“Yeah,” Ms. Evans groaned, her ebony tits round and delicious. She rubbed one hand between her thighs, fingering herself.

My dick throbbed harder.

Mrs. North broke our kiss. “Mmm, now we need to get you naked. I want to make love to one of God’s precious miracles.”

“Amen,” moaned Mrs. Minx, her fingers digging into her breasts.

I blushed and nodded, eager for it. I didn’t fight as Mrs. North grabbed the hem of my tank top. She pulled it up my body, the cloth rolling up my sides. I shuddered. This wicked heat washed through me. I groaned into our kiss then broke it so she could take off my top. My fiery hair spilled down around my shoulders. Then she pulled off my sports bra.

“Oh, my, what a ripe pair of breasts,” she moaned, grabbing my tits and squeezing them. I shuddered as the married MILF kneaded me. Her dark eyes smoldered. Her large tits swayed before her.

“The real treat’s in her panties,” moaned Mrs. Minx.

“Mmm, yes,” Mrs. North groaned.

She fell to her knees before me. I groaned as she tugged down my shorts, peeling the white, tight clothing off my hips and down my thighs. I shuddered, stepping out of them, my dick throbbing.

“It must be so painful for you,” she purred. “You have your cock tucked in there, trapped and aching to burst out.”

“I get used to it,” I lied.

“You shouldn’t,” she moaned, tugging down my rose-hued panties. I whimpered as she rolled them off my hips. She gasped at the side of my dick folded back and tucked between my thighs, soaked by my pussy juices. My sweet musk filled my nose. My freckled tits quivered.

She made a tsking sound of disgust and ripped away the first piece of tape. I whimpered, my dick twitching, barely held in place. Then she pulled the second. It swung out before her, almost smacking her in the face. Precum and pussy juices splattered across her features.

“A miracle,” she breathed. “Thank you, Lord, for sending these creatures to us.”

She swallowed the tip of my cock. I groaned at the feel of the reverend’s wife sucking on my dick. Her lips were sealed around my girth. Her tongue swiped around, tasting my precum and pussy juices. My snatch clenched as the pleasure shot down my cock.

I gasped, this sudden surge shooting through me. My pussy clenched. The heat brimmed in me. My head shook from side to side. I felt like I was on the verge of erupting. Of just firing my cum into her mouth.

“Mrs. North!” I whimpered. “I’m going to cum!”

She popped her mouth off. “Already?”

“You’re just that sexy, Anna,” Mrs. Minx moaned.

“Can’t have that,” Mrs. North said, staring up at me with glassy eyes. “I want you in my pussy! I need to feel a futa in me. I dreamed of it before I married Ken. Please, please, Alyessa, you have to make love to me with your miracle cock.”

“Yes,” I moaned, not fighting as the MILF leaned back, settling onto her Persian throw rug and pulling me down with her.

I fell to my knees between her spread-open thighs. The married woman brought my cock towards her black bush. Her labia peeked pink through the dark strands. Her juices coated them. I leaned over her, my round tits swaying. I whimpered as the tip of my clit-dick nudged into her bush. Her silky strands covered them.

I groaned at the wicked caress. She slid me through her bush to her hot folds. I groaned, leaning down over her, staring into her dark eyes. Such a look of awe appeared across her motherly features as she brought me to the entrance of her snatch.

I thrust into her married depths. I groaned as her hot flesh engulfed me. My back arched, the pleasure shooting through me. This heat spilled down my cock and flooded my cunt. I groaned as I dove deeper and deeper into her.

“Oh, Lord, yes!” she moaned, half in prayer and half in rapture. “Thank you for bringing Alyessa into this world, for allowing us to unite our passions.”

“Amen,” I moaned and then leaned over her, pressing my tits into hers as I kissed her on the mouth, her pussy clenching around my futa-dick.

I pumped away at her pussy, thrusting into her juicy, married snatch. This was so wrong. Our naked breasts rubbed together, nipples kissing as I pumped my futa-dick in and out of her snatch. I groaned, my pussy clenching. This heat surged through me. My eyes fluttered as my tongue danced with hers.

This heat billowed through me. I pumped away harder, faster. I rammed my cock in and out of her pussy, reveling in this delicious passion. Our tongues dueled while Ms. Evans and Mrs. Minx masturbated.

“Mmm, yes, yes, pump that cute ass up and down,” moaned my friend’s mother. The blonde MILF let out a shuddering moan. “Ram that dick into her pussy! Anna’s loving it!”

Mrs. North moaned her agreement into our kiss.

I broke it, staring into the eyes of the reverend’s wife. Her dark eyes brimmed with passion. She gripped my ass, her fingernails digging into my rump as I pumped my young futa-cock into her mature, juicy depths.

“You’re so big!” she moaned. “Oh, Alyessa, this is my dream! I never thought I would get to make love to a futa!”

“Enjoy it!” I gasped, thrusting harder, pleasure spilling through me.

“Yes, yes, enjoy it,” moaned Ms. Evans, my Black teacher plunging fingers deep into her pussy. Her round breasts jiggled.

“I am!” Mrs. North moaned, her pussy squeezing around my dick as I plunged into her. Then I pulled back, that wonderful friction transforming into wild pleasure. “Oh, Lord, thank you for the miracle of Alyessa and her clit-dick!”

“Thank you!” I moaned and, for the first time, I was thrilled to be a futa.

I was having this wild fun. I kissed her hard again, my orgasm building fast at the tip of my girl-dick. I plundered Mrs. North’s married pussy hard and fast. I shuddered, my cunt clenching as the heat built and built in me.

I couldn’t take much more of this delicious, mature twat around my cock. Mrs. North felt too amazing. She had such a hot grip on my dick. She squeezed and massaged it as I plundered into her, swelling that delicious ache.

“I’m going to cum!” I moaned.

“Yes, yes, yes!” howled the married MILF. “Flood me, Alyessa! Unleash your passion!”

“Pump all that spunk into her!” Mrs. Minx moaned. “Then I’m going to lick her clean.”

The sight of the blonde MILF licking her lips set me off. My clit-dick erupted before I could stop it. I plunged my spurting cock to the hilt in Mrs. North’s pussy. The reverend’s wife gasped, her eyes squeezing shut.

Then her pussy spasmed around my dick.

As the pleasure swelled through me, my cock erupting hard and fast, I groaned. This was incredible. Her pussy writhed around my shaft. She milked me. She drew out my spunk. It fired deep into her twat. It flooded across her. I groaned, my heart pounding in my chest.

Delight spilled through my body. Jizz pumped out of my futa-dick over and over. Mrs. North squealed around my cock, bucking beneath me as I pumped her pussy full of my cum. I groaned, my back arching, my snatch convulsing.

“Mrs. North!” I groaned as I fired that final blast of cum into her. My orgasm died into buzzing bliss.

“Mmm, that was so hot!” Mrs. Minx moaned, ripping her fingers out of her pussy. “Come on, get off of her, I want to lick Anna clean.”

“Really?” I gasped, shocked by that.

I rose off Mrs. North, my softening cock sliding out of her pussy. I gained my trembling feet and stepped back a few times. Mrs. Minx fell between Mrs. North’s thighs. The reverend’s wife gasped, her back arching.

Mrs. Minx ate my cum out of her.

“Oh, wow,” gasped Mrs. North. “Mmm, that’s it. Lick my pussy, Maddy!”

My jaw dropped. Seeing the reverend’s wife getting eaten out by a woman, enjoying lesbian sex, was somehow more shocking than her wanting to fuck my futa-dick. My cock twitched at the sight, growing harder and harder.

Then I was really blown away when Ms. Evans knelt behind Mrs. Minx. My eyes almost fell out of my sockets as my former teacher nuzzled her lips into Mrs. Minx’s shaved pussy and licked. All three MILFs were engaging in such naughty, wicked, lesbian delights.

My dick swelled hard. I gained my second wind.

“Oh, Lord, yes!” moaned Mrs. North as she squirmed on the floor.

“Mmm, you taste good, Maddy,” Ms. Evans purred, her hips wiggling.

My eyes were locked on her curly, black bush hiding her pussy. I fell to my knees in a trance. My pale cock smacked her dark rump, the cracking sound mixing with the sounds of pussy licking and women moaning in lesbian passion.

My futa-dick slid down her flesh, my pink tip nuzzling down her ebony skin. I pressed into her wiry bush. I groaned at the feel of her. She wiggled her hips, giving me the invitation to slide right into her depths.

“Ms. Evans, such a naughty teacher,” I purred as my hands slid up her breasts. I gripped her tits, squeezing those round mounds.

“I am,” she groaned into Mrs. Minx’s pussy.

“Fuck her, Alyessa!” Mrs. North panted. She squirmed on the floor, her breasts jiggling. They were pillowy and soft.

I thrust into my former teacher’s pussy.

She groaned as my futa-dick slid into her. My crotch smacked into her rump. Her butt-cheeks rippled. My tits heaved. I squeezed her breasts, kneading those firm, round pair. She shuddered, her pussy stirring around my cock, massaging me with that wonderful silk.

I stared down past my quivering breasts and watched my dick emerge from her pussy coated in her juices. I shuddered as her twat clung to my flesh, squeezing around me. Juices flooded down my thighs, hot and sticky.

She felt amazing.

I thrust back into her. I buried to the hilt in my teacher’s twat. She groaned, her pussy squeezing around my cock. I moaned as I pumped away at her. I reveled being inside her. Older women were so sexy. So hot.

I wanted to fuck every MILF in our town.

They would all love my futa-cock.

“Yes, yes, yes, pound her pussy, dear,” Mrs. North moaned, both her hands gripping Mrs. Minx’s blonde hair. My friend’s mom feasted on Mrs. North’s pussy, licking out my cum. “Mmm, make a yummy treat.”

“God, yes,” panted Ms. Evans.

She wiggled her head and Mrs. Minx squealed. I shuddered, loving this delight. I fucked my sexy teacher as she ate my friend’s mom who devoured the reverend’s wife. It was a naughty chain of feminine pleasure.

My futa-dick throbbed. My orgasm swelled as I plundered Ms. Evan’s pussy. I thrust faster, harder into her. I stirred her up, her juicy flesh clinging to me. My ovaries grew tighter, a fresh load of futa-cum brimming in there.

I hoped I had bred her. That would be so hot.

“Ms. Evans,” I moaned. “Ooh, I’m going to fire so much cum into you. I might just breed you.”

“Mmm, give her a miracle!” gasped Mrs. North. “That’s so hot! Yes, yes, do it!”

I watched in awe as the reverend’s wife bucked and shuddered. It was obvious she was cumming hard on Mrs. Minx’s lips. Mrs. North gripped the blonde’s hair, her tits heaving as she thrashed on the ground, her pants exploding through the air.

“Lick my pussy! Yes, yes! Lick up all my cream!”

“Ooh, do it, Mrs. Minx!” I moaned, fucking Ms. Evans’s pussy harder. I was inspired by this naughty sight.

My dick ached and throbbed. The pleasure surged through me. Every thrust brought me closer and closer to exploding. My heart thundered in my chest. This heat swelled through me, threatening to drown me. I licked my lips, my tits heaving before me as I fucked Ms. Evans.

My hands kneading her tits worked down those plump mounds to find her nipples. She gasped into Mrs. Minx’s pussy as I twisted them. The MILF thrust her hips back, working her pussy up and down my shaft.

“Oh, you naughty thing!” she groaned. “Ooh, you’re going to make me cum.”

“It’s the best!” whimpered Mrs. North. “Cumming is the Lord’s gift to women! We need to give each other so many orgasms! And you have… You have your cock, Alyessa! It’s how special you are!”

“Yes!” Mrs. Minx moaned. “So suck my clit, Liddy! Fucking make me cum!”

The blonde MILF kept licking Mrs. North. The reverend’s wife bucked on the floor. It was clear she shuddered through another orgasm. My friend’s mom wiggled her tan ass as Ms. Evans feasted. I heard my teacher sucking on something.

On Mrs. Minx’s clit?

I bet so.

My clit-dick throbbed in my teacher’s depths. I tugged on her nipples and thrust hard and fast into her depths. The ache built and built at the tip of my cock. I was coming closer and closer to breeding Ms. Evan. To pumping her full of my jizz.

“Liddy, fucking, yes!” Mrs. Minx howled, her head snapping up from between Mrs. North’s thighs. “That’s it! Fuck!”

I gasped, witnessing juices gushing out of Mrs. Minx’s pussy. She coated Ms. Evans’s cheeks. More cream spilled down Mrs. Minx’s tanned thighs. The scent of her sweet musk filled my nose. I thrust hard into Ms. Evans.

“You squirted!” I gasped.

“Liddy’s amazing!” Mrs. Minx moaned, her back arched. “Oh, yes, yes, keep sucking my clit!”

I buried into Ms. Evan’s pussy, my dick on the verge of erupting. As I drew back my futa-cock, my teacher’s cunt went wild. She moaned, voice muffled by the blonde MILF’s cunt. I shuddered, my teacher cumming about my cock.

Sucking at my futa-dick.

“You want me to breed you?” I howled and buried back into her depths.

My dick erupted. My cum fired into Mrs. Evan’s depths. The pleasure screamed through me, slamming into my mind. I groaned, stars bursting across my vision. This heady rush surged through me. Dizzy rapture spilled over my mind.

Ecstasy washed out of my pussy.

My teacher’s cunt milked my dick.

“Pump all that futa-seed in me!” my teacher moaned. “Breed me, Alyessa!”

“Breed her!” moaned Mrs. North. She licked her lips, her hands kneading her large tits.

“Oh, that’s hot,” Mrs. Minx panted.

“Uh-huh,” I moaned.

Ms. Evan’s pussy wrung out my cock. I groaned as her writhing flesh worked out every drop of my cum. My head spun dizzily around me. My eyes fluttered. I gripped her, savoring this incredible delight spilling through me.

I loved cumming in a MILF’s pussy. Older women were the best.

“Oh, Alyessa,” panted Ms. Evans. “Mmm, you flooded me.”

“Uh-huh,” I panted as I pulled out of Ms. Evan’s pussy.

Mrs. North sat up, smiling from her orgasm. I was dizzy from my second orgasm, my cheeks burning. I stumbled back and sank down in a recliner, my breasts heaving, my red hair swaying about my flushed face.

“Damn,” I groaned, fanning myself and watching my cum leaking out of Ms. Evan’s snatch. My pearly jizz stained her dark bush.

“Mmm, I have to eat you!” panted Mrs. North. “Come sit on my face, Liddy.”

“Oh, yes!” my teacher moaned. She lifted her face from Mrs. Minx’s cunt and moved over.

I shook my head, watching in disbelieve as the reverend’s wife and my teacher fell into a sixty-nine, both eating pussy, Mrs. North devouring my cum out of Ms. Evan’s twat. My cock, twitched, growing hard again, the pressure aching at the tip.

I wasn’t my futa-mother, Becky. I couldn’t fuck and fuck.

“Mmm, I hope you have something left in the tank for me,” Mrs. Minx purred. She backed towards me, shaking that golden-tan rump at me, her pussy glistening from Ms. Evan’s licking.

“Need a few minutes,” I panted, my body buzzing from my orgasm.

“Mmm, just think about sliding into this hole,” the blonde MILF said. She parted her butt-cheeks, the finger of her right hand sliding down her crack to her brown, wrinkled asshole. She pressed the tip in and whimpered.

My dick sprang hard in a flash.

“Really?” I gasped.

“You’re all nice and lubed up by Liddy’s juices,” the MILF moaned as she fingered her sphincter. “I want it. I want to feel that big futa-cock reaming my asshole.”

I groaned, the moans of Mrs. North and Ms. Evans filling the air. I flicked to the two MILF’s sixty-nining, ebony flesh rubbing on ivory. My dick twitched and ached. I thought I was empty, but I wanted more.

“I love being a futa,” I moaned as I slipped off the chair.

“Wonderful,” moaned Mrs. Minx. “Just slide that cock into me.”

I fell to my knees before her, my cock smacking into her rump. Pleasure echoed through the room, mixing with that naughty sound. Her fingers dug into her butt-cheeks, keeping them spread open for me. I smeared pussy cream across her rump as I moved my cock into position.

I never even imagined I would get this treat. I pressed my cock against her butt-hole, my heart screaming in my chest. I bit my lip, my pussy dripping juices down my thighs. I rubbed my futa-dick against her asshole, drinking in the feel of her backdoor.

“Fuck my ass, Alyessa!” she moaned.

“Yes, Mrs. Minx!” I moaned and pressed my cock forward.

I groaned as my dick pushed against her anal ring. Her sphincter widened. That brown hole swelled and swelled. It swallowed my cock. This new sensation, this velvety grip of her asshole, engulfed my cock. I slid into her bowels.

My pussy clenched as the pleasure flowed down my shaft. It was different from what I was used to. This hot, tight grip that had me feeling dizzy and light-headed. I groaned, shaking my head. My heart pounded in my chest as I sank deeper and deeper into her.

She squeezed her bowels around me. It was different from pussy. Not as wet, though it had a juicy feel, a rougher delight from cunt. Not that silky slide. It was tight the entire way, too. I groaned as she whimpered, her back arching, blonde hair swaying about her shoulders.

“Damn, Alyessa! “she groaned. “Goddamn, you’re hung! Ooh, you got that futa-dick in my asshole!”

“Uh-huh,” I moaned, my shaved pussy lips pressing against her rump. The feel of her tanned ass on my labia sent tingles rippling through me.

Cream ran down my thighs.

I drew back my cock and then slammed into her again. I buried into her again and again. I pumped my clit-dick over and over into her bowels. She whimpered and moaned. Her asshole gripped me. That velvety delight massaged the tip of my cock. Pleasure spilled down it, making my pussy feel juicier and juicier.

“Yes, yes, yes, pound me!” she moaned. “Oh, that’s good! Fuck my asshole, Alyessa!”

“I am, Mrs. Minx!” I said, awe thick in my voice as my freckled breasts bounced before me. “Oh, wow, it feels incredible. You feel incredible.”

Her bowels squeezed around my dick. This wild ache sent dizzying lust spilling through me. I groaned, my pussy dripping juices down my thighs. This heat spilled over me. I groaned, my eyes rolling back in my head. The heat surged through me. I gripped her hips, pounding her. I buried my cock into her depths again and again.

This delicious heat washed through my flesh again and again. My dick throbbed in her bowels while my pussy juices ran down my thighs. Her velvety grip swelled the ache at my cock’s tip. That pressure needed to explode out of me.

“I’m going to flood your bowels, Mrs. Minx!”

“Good!” she moaned. She threw a look over her shoulder, her blue eyes glassy. “Just pound me! Ooh, I love it! You’re such a naughty futa!”

I grabbed my breasts, squeezing and kneading them as I fucked her. I twisted my nipples as I drove my cock over and over into her. My labia smacked into her rump again and again. Naughty tingles of pleasure shot through me while my dick throbbed in her bowels’ grip.

My eyes flicked to Ms. Evans and Mrs. North. The reverend’s wife gripped my teacher’s dark rump. The pair moaned and gasped, feasting on each other with such passion. I couldn’t believe that they were getting so wild. That they were so naughty.

“Anna!” whimpered Ms. Evans. “Yes, yes, lick all that cum out of me! Mmm, I love eating your pussy.”

I shuddered. Loved… Did they do this a lot?

My head grew dizzy as the pair writhed together. I felt like I didn’t know my town at all. It was so hot. These beautiful MILFs were doing naughty things with each other, and I was joining the fun. I was using my cock to give them such rapture.

I thrust harder, faster. I pounded into my friend’s mom hard. I drove into Mrs. Minx bowels with all my strength, twisting my nipples. The ache grew and grew at the tip of my cock. I shuddered, coming closer to my eruption.

My pussy dripped juices down my thighs.

My ovaries brimmed with my cum.

I tugged hard on my nipples. Electricity shot down to my pussy. I whimpered, my fiery hair dancing about my head. I shuddered as my orgasm swelled and swelled. I breathed in the wonderful musk of all our pussies, fanning my excitement.

We were sharing this wild passion.

Moans echoed as we all approached our orgasms. Mine was just a few strokes away. I plundered Mrs. Minx’s bowels with hard strokes, gasping, twisting my hard nipples. My pussy clenched. My ovaries quivered.

“Yes!” Mrs. Minx howled. “Oh, Alyessa, you’re amazing!”

“Wonderful,” whimpered Mrs. North. “A miracle!”

“I am!” I gasped, so thankful to be a futa.

I buried into Mrs. Minx’s asshole. My cum erupted. Pleasure shot through me. It slammed through my body. My pussy convulsed, juices gushing down my thighs as I pumped the MILF full of all my cum.

“You sweet thing!” gasped Mrs. Minx, her bowels writhing around my futa-dick. “Oh, yes, yes, give me all that jizz!”

“Then I’ll lick her clean!” gasped Mrs. North. “Ooh, Liddy, yes, yes! I’m cumming! You know what I love!”

I groaned, my futa-dick spurting blast after blast of cum into Mrs. Minx’s bowels while my teacher squealed. All of us were cumming. We were all filling the living room with our gasps and moans. Rapture and ecstasy slammed through me.

I threw back my head as my orgasm carried me to such a height. Stars burst across my vision. I drank in the bliss, hanging at the peak of my climax. I clawed it, wanting to stay there. It was rapture for one moment of perfection.

Then it died.

“Mrs. Minx,” I moaned, leaning over her, her bowels milking my futa-cock dry.

“Yes, yes, yes!” the MILF howled.

“Anna!” gasped Ms. Evan’s squirming atop the reverend’s wife.

I quivered there, my dick spurting the last blast of cum into Mrs. Minx’s asshole when the front door burst open. I threw a panicked looked, expecting to see Mr. North striding in and finding the orgy in his living room.

Instead, it was my friend, Jasmine, her blonde hair bouncing about her excited face. “Oh, my god, Alyessa, why are you ignoring your phone and…?” Her words trailed off. “Mom! Alyessa! What… what…?”

“Oh, honey, no,” groaned Mrs. Minx, her bowels clenching around my cock.

“Jasmine,” I gasped, ripping out of her mother’s asshole, my dick bobbing before her.

My friend stared at my dick. Her jaw dropped. Then she whirled around and fled without saying a word, slamming the door behind her. My stomach dropped. This wave of shameful guilt swept over me. She was the last person I wanted to catch me like this.

“Oh, shit,” Mrs. Minx groaned.

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November 12nd, 2045 – Alyessa Howards

“They made me realize that I wasn’t a freak,” I told Adelia as the cameras streamed our interview out to the world as I talked about that day seven years ago. “That I was something special. It gave me peace. It let me enjoy myself.”

Adelia nodded her head. She had such lovely, coffee-brown skin. She was a MILF. She had borne one of my sisters, who was off to college, or so I’d heard. My dick tingled. I put my hand on her thigh, feeling her warmth.

She smiled back.

“Did you breed any of those women?” she asked. “You thought you might have bred Ms. Bates.” Ms. Bates was the pseudonym I used for Ms. Evans.

I winked at Adelia. “I’m not the only futa in Jefferson any longer. I have a few daughters of my own. Nothing to rival my mother, of course.”

Adelia threw back her head and laugh. “That’s still wonderful.”

I did breed Ms. Evans that summer. When I came back for Christmas break, I was ecstatic to find out. I didn’t breed the reverend’s wife, and I never had sex with Mrs. Minx again, but there were a few other MILFs in the community that were eager. I left a baby growing in Tessa Isaacs that break. “In fact, I just found out I’m going to be a mother again.”

The audience applauded. I smiled at them, loving the attention.

“So, what about your friend, Marybeth?” Adelia asked when the clapping died down, using the pseudonym I gave for Jasmine.

“Well, I’m afraid, if anyone wants to know what happened, they’ll have to read the book. I can’t give away all the good bits.”

Her hand patted mine, squeezing it. “Maybe you could give me a private reading?”

I winked at her.

“Well,” she said, straightening, “it has been a pleasure, Alyessa.” She glanced at the cameras. “You can buy her book, Accepting Being Futa in a Post Becky World, in the online store of your choice. It’s available as an ebook or a physical copy for those Luddites out there who love paper.”

A few women giggled in the crowd.

“Thank you all for watching. I hope you have a wonderful week.”

The lights on the camera’s died. I survived my first interview. My futa-dick was eager for the other.

“So, what did happen with your friend?” Adelia asked, her hand sliding higher and higher up my thigh.

I grinned at her.

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August 21st, 2036

I caught up with Jasmine at the park, scared and trembling all at the same time. It was a small swath of green grass near the center of the tiny town. She was sitting on a bench beneath a wisteria tree, staring down at her phone.

“Hey,” I said, slinking up to her.

Her eyes flicked up at me, blue and distant. She then darted down to my crotch. I didn’t tuck my futa-cock between my thighs during my hasty dressing at Mrs. North’s house; I was done with hiding who I was. The bulge was a little obvious, even without me being hard.

“So… you’re a futa,” she said, her feet rubbing in the dirt.

I nodded.

“You didn’t tell me?” There was true pain in her voice. In her eyes. They brimmed as they stared at me.

“Sorry,” I said. I edged closer to her. “I was afraid.”

“Why?” She bolted to her feet. “Have I ever done anything in my life that made you think I wouldn’t be supportive of you? That I wouldn’t be your friend if you didn’t tell me?”

I swallowed. I lowered my head. “No.”

“Then why, Alyessa?”

I flinched at the pain in her voice. My right foot furrowed a trench into the dirt. My heart beat so fast, screaming through me. I had to say something, but my tongue just felt so heavy. It didn’t want to work. I didn’t want to admit the truth.

“So that’s it?” she demanded. “Eighteen years of friendship, and you won’t even talk to me? I thought we could share everything!”

She marched up into my face and poked me in the chest.

I stumbled back, her fingernail biting into my sternum. I winced. Tears burned in my eyes.

“Nothing? Is that all I meant to you?”

I shook my head. “I… I… I didn’t know how to tell you without admitting it to myself.”

“To yourself?”

I looked up at her. “I just wanted to be normal.”

“You are normal!” She stamped her foot. “There’s nothing weird about futas. I know adults might think they’re weird, but you’re not. You’re just you, Alyessa.”

I rubbed my arm.

“Were you going to pretend your whole life? Were you going to fake that you…?” Her eyes widened. “You don’t even like boys, do you?”

“No,” I admitted.

“All those time we talked about kissing cute boys, you were thinking about kissing my mom? Or Ms. Evans and Mrs. North?”

I nodded my head. “I like women. Especially older women. They’re…” I trailed off, remembering that one of those women was her mother. I stared at my friend. “I’m sorry I lied to you. I didn’t know how to tell you, and the longer it went, the worst I knew it would be, so I kept hiding it. I kept pretending to be something I’m not. But…”

I drew in a deep breath.

“I’m a futa, Jasmine. I’m so sorry for lying to you. I get that you hate me.”

“I don’t hate you,” she muttered. Then she balled up her fist and punched me in the shoulder.

“Owe,” I gasped, rubbing it.

“That’s for fucking my mother!” she said. “Eww, is that why she had to change the sheets when I was taking a shower a few days ago? Did you and her?”

“Well…”

“Oh, gross,” she groaned. “That’s my bed!”

“I won’t do it with her any longer,” I said. “I mean, I think she just wanted to fuck a futa. It didn’t matter who.”

“Yeah, most girls are like that,” muttered Jasmine. Then she gave a look. “Do you want to fuck me.? I mean…” Her cheeks went red. “You’ve seen me mostly naked!”

“You’re my friend,” I said. “God, it’s not like I want to bone every girl in the world.”

“Your mother does.”

“I’m not her,” I said. “I’m Alyessa. I’m myself. I like older women. I’m sorry I fucked your mother. I get if you hate me or something.”

She puffed out her cheeks, her blonde hair dancing around her shoulders. “I kinda want to hate you but…”

“But…”

She flung herself at me, hugging me tight. “We’re friends. Friends stick together, even when one of them does something colossally stupid.”

I stood there stunned. My arms twitched. I couldn’t believe this was happening. They went around her, hugging her. I held my friend tight to me. My eyes squeezed shut. She accepted me, too. She didn’t hate me. She had every right to.

Tears burned my eyes. “Jasmine,” I croaked. “I… I…”

“Oh, don’t start crying,” she whimpered. “I’ll cry, too, and I’m not wearing tear-resistant mascara. I’ll look like a mess.”

“That’s what you’re concerned about right now?” I gasped.

“Well, I was going to hook up with Carter in an hour,” she said, shivering. “You know, one little fling before we go off to college.”

I smiled. “Right, I wouldn’t want to make you look like a mess.” I hugged her tighter. “Thank you, Jasmine. I don’t deserve this.”

“I know,” she said, rocking me. “But this is going to give me big-time bucks to cash in when I fuck up next time. You can’t be mad at me for my first big screw-up at college.”

“Deal,” I said, unable to help the joy bursting through me.

Maybe if I was my mother, I’d be fucking Jasmine hard on the ground right now, but I wasn’t Becky Woodward. I was Alyessa Howard, a futa who had a thing for MILFs. I bet there would be a few of them at college.

It was enough that Jasmine and I were just best friends forever. I was glad I hadn’t ruined anything.

“Just don’t… with my mother, okay?” Jasmine said as she broke away.

“I won’t,” I told her.

“I better keep an eye on her when you’re around,” she muttered, hooking her arm around mine. “I trust you. Now, come on, I need your advice on what I’m going to wear.”

I smiled as we walked off. It felt nice not having to tuck my cock, to be free and open about who I was. No one should be ashamed of the true person they were. Those they love should accept them, support them, care for them.

That was the world I wanted. A world I hoped my futa-mother was building.

The END of This Story of the Daughters of World’s First Futa

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