0 comments/ 157630 views/ 13 favorites Cum Slut By: Elly He smiled as he watched her sleep, as always stunned by her beauty. Not a conventional beauty, but to him she was the most incredible woman who ever lived. Her long reddish brown hair fanned over the pillow, framing a delicate face. Thick lashes shadowed high cheekbones. Well shaped lips parted slightly in slumber. She lay on her back, her body displayed to him. Her breasts were small but nicely shaped with large nipples. A slightly rounded belly led to gently flaring hips. She was short, only five foot, but her legs were perfectly formed, with strong thighs, shapely calves, narrow ankles, ending in tiny feet. Her skin was like the finest of creams, soft and silky. Oh, how he loved to just look at her. He had been in love with her for over a year but now she was his and he couldn’t believe his fortune. He was a giant compared to her diminutive form, standing six foot seven inches. A large hand stretched out to run gentle fingers over one breast, a smile crossing his features when the nipple immediately hardened to his touch. He leaned close to brush a tender kiss across her mouth, delighting in the feel of rose colored lips under his. Slowly, she awakened, blinking open emerald eyes. When she started to speak he shook his head, indicating his wish for silence. His hands gripped her arms to help her sit up. Without a word he tied a blindfold over her eyes. She was not frightened in the least, she trusted this man completely. He slipped off the bed before helping her up to lead her to the foot of the massive structure. He already had everything prepared, all he needed was to get her into position. With gentle guidance, she knelt on the floor to one side of the foot of the bed. Her arms were lifted, wrists tied together with silk scarves to a bed post. Her breasts jutted forward. Already her breathing quickened with excitement. Her body quivered with anticipation. He ran his fingers through her glorious hair before cupping her chin to turn her face towards him. Finally, he spoke, “You are my wonderful little cum slut, aren’t you?” They both knew the answer to that. She took in a sharp breath of air, letting it out on a faint whisper, “Oh, yes. I am yours.” As she spoke, he took his hard cock into his hand, rubbing the head over her lips. Her tongue darted out to taste. He drew back to tease her move, running his cock over her chin then her cheeks. The triangle of curls at the juncture of her thighs glistened with moisture. Already she ached for him. He commanded in a voice roughened with need yet still ringing with the love he felt for her, “Open your mouth, my lovely cum slut.” Obediently, her lips parted. He slid just the head of his throbbing cock into the warm, wet recesses of her mouth. A groan was forced from him when she swirled her tongue around him. She began to suck lightly, teasingly. But this is not what he wanted. His hands tangled in her hair, holding her tight as he began to fuck her mouth. She sucked hungrily as he slid his cock in and out of her mouth. He quickened the pace, his hips pumping hard. His loud groans of pleasure filled the air. “Suck it, my beautiful cum slut.” She hummed, her entire mouth and tongue vibrating around his cock. He pounded into her, but always mindful to not make her gag. This was a pleasure filled experience for both of them. Him lovingly dominating her, her giving him her submission. The head of his cock hit the back of her throat, balls slamming against her chin over and over. Passion induced tension filled his form. His hands tightened in her hair as he threw his head back. Pre-cum dribbled down her throat, making her yearn for more. He pumped harder and faster into her mouth, holding her head still as he fucked her. He cried out, “Yes, my sweet cum slave!” His cock erupted in her mouth, cum shooting down her throat. She moaned in delight at the flavor of his essence. Suddenly, he pulled back to cover her face, neck and breasts in his sticky fluid, one hand abandoning her silky hair to milk his cock. His eyes narrowed with lust as he saw his cum adorn her body. He trembled with the force of his orgasm. Harsh pants of air from both of them echoed off the walls. She smiled with pleasure as she licked his flavor off her lips. He slowly knelt beside her and kissed her passionately. With his mouth close to hers, he whispered, “I love you, angel.” He lovingly licked her chin, neck and breasts clean before untying her arms. He scooped her up against his chest, cradling her against him as he returned her to the bed. Still blindfolded, she curled against him. His hands roamed tenderly over her body, causing her to shiver and her skin tingled. He whispered in her ear, “We have only just begun." Cum Slut I was desperate for cash, so I posed for a photo layout. Not a department store ad or a catalogue. A stroke magazine... you know, one of those glossy magazines in shrink wrap with titles like "Top Heavy" "D-Cup" "Co-Ed Sluts" and bright round orange stickers "XXX SPECIAL 3 for $7.99." It was a friend of a friend who offered the job. I heard the voice-mail, "Hi Annie, Sonja told me you need work. I saw your portfolio. I'm Steve, I've got my own photography studio. Look, I'll be straight. It's for a nudie mag. My assistant's a woman, she'll put you at ease. Pays $500. Call me at ****, Thanks." Damn it, why not? I tended bar at a strip club for two summers. It took all summer to get that much in tips, jiggling my boobies and ass behind the bar and schlepping drinks. But a nudie mag? Alright. Girls strip all the time. They begged me to strip at the club but I was always too timid. At least this is a private photo shoot. I'll do it! The next Friday, I was there. I met Steve and his assistant Cassie. She was sweet, he was totally professional. I had a good time dressing up in the sexy outfits and showing off my double-D's and my hairy cunt. They made me up, too, full-body... creams, powders, blush, it was amazing! I was photographed in every position, on a chair, a bed, a satin-lined fur coat laid out on Plexiglas sheeting. Cassie said I must be excited, it was showing... I soaked three different pairs of panties! "Sometimes we use glycerin, but you don't need it!" she cooed. A few weeks later, I received a copy of the magazine and some prints. I'd already spent the money I received- it was an afterthought. I looked so unbelievably sexy, I actually lusted after myself! Then the realization hit me- thousands of guys are going to be jerking off to my image. I visited a convenience store near my condo and found it! The clerk looked at me strange as I opened my magazine, just to be sure I was really in there. I put it down before he said anything, then grabbed the latest Redbook on the adjacent shelf. Then I started thinking, what if he recognizes me? He probably looks at these magazines, too. I slept restless that night. A thousand thoughts raced through my mind. What if someone recognizes me? My little brother, the time he got caught with one of these under his mattress, he might see this. He's in college now, but still, college boys and porn? I switched thoughts. I started wondering how many people would lust over that pictorial, fantasizing about me. How sexy is it that right now hundreds of guys are spurting cum meant for me, looking at my pictures? I fell asleep with that delicious consolation. I started to dream, and my dreams are very vivid, full-color, detailed. I even taste food in my dreams! I dreamt about the photo shoot, jerking my spine and twitching my ass at the camera, pouting my lips, holding my nipples out like two ripe cherries for the taking. In my dream, my cunt was flowing. I felt the hot cum running down my legs. My cunt throbbed. Suddenly, faces started appearing. Guys walked in, watching me with their cocks in their hands. Some were dressed in business suits, others in jeans, a few were nude. Hairy men, skinny, fat, bald, tall, short, bearded or tattooed... young and old alike, they crowded around me as I posed. All I saw after that was the round heads of their cocks, larger and larger, closing in on me. Some were purple, others pallid white, a few were black, and one or two uncircumcised. I heard the spitter-spatter of their hands stroking their cocks, and their moans. The cock-heads got bigger and thicker, until I could see what seemed like hundreds of pee-holes oozing milky pre-cum and then "Urrrrr, Mmm, Ahhh!!!" The entire crowd erupted with spurting cocks, streams of pearly cum flying at me, gobs of it, the hot, wet jism splattering on my flesh, almost sizzling, shooting into my hair, my nose, my ears and my eyes! I was under a downpour of cum! All I could see or feel was the jiggling, sticky hot cum covering my entire body, as if I were encased in a bowl of hot Jell-O! My cunt was throbbing with a hot urgency I'd never felt before. A boiling heat seemed to suffuse my entire pelvic region, the muscles clamping and releasing with a powerful rhythm. My clitoris was swollen and itching furiously. My nipples hurt and I was afraid they might burst open. Even my rectum was pulsing. My body went through hot flashes and I was drenched in sweat. The urgency in my cunt was something like the urge to pee with an overloaded bladder, only worse. I wanted the cum to fill me, to splash into my uterus like the sloshing in my belly after drinking too much liquid. My mouth opened to plead for more cum, and my words bubbled through the mass of it, "Flluupp Maa, pluhhsss, uukkkuuuggh..." I couldn't talk through the enormous jiggling globs of cum that covered me. I was rolling in it, my fat belly squishing and sliding in the slimy goo, my tits slopping with sticky cum, streams of hot slime flowing across my body as I turned and arched my spine, my hands thrusting through the thick mass to rub my throbbing cunt. My body was shining with a thick coat of slick cock batter, clumps of it oozing through my fingers, flowing into every crease of my flesh, covering my eyes so I could no longer open them. I rolled back on my belly and thrust my fat gooey ass in the air, wagging the globes of flesh to receive more cum. I was a delirious fat pig rolling and heaving in slime. The contractions in my cunt became so hard and the liquid heat so intense that all other sensations vanished- I was just one gigantic pulsing mass of cunt meat. All the heat and throbbing was centered in the pulpy flesh of my cunt and in an instant of delicious release it all flowed out like a bursting floodgate. I came harder than I ever had before. The sticky sounds of gallons of splattering cum faded, the dozens of moans trailed out into a faint hiss, the contractions that wracked my body slowed down and the searing heat that burned my cunt cooled into a delicious wetness. I heard the barely audible ticking of my bedroom clock, the low hum of my oscillating fan... I felt my body to reassure myself, in my half-conscious stupor, that I'd dreamt all this. My sheets were soaked. My crotch was slick with my secretions, my skin tingling with a warm afterglow. I was covered in sticky goo, but it was my own gluey sweat and secretions and the hot filth I'd gushed into the sheets. I'd had a wet dream! In the soft glow of my night light, I saw the glossy photos and the magazine lying on my dresser... Cum Slut I could not see him, because of the blindfold he left on me before we had drifted off to sleep, but I could feel him shift himself closer to me. He brought his palm up to rest on my throat, his thumb and index finger on each side of my jaw. He whispered in my ear, "Are you sleeping?" I shook my head slightly. He hooked his thumb in my mouth. I sucked it lightly. He pulled it out and trailed it over my chin, down to the hollow of my throat. He bit lightly at my earlobe, "Your cunt is wet,' he whispered with the slight lilt of a question. He sunk his teeth into the cartilage of my ear. I gasped, waking fully. "Answer," he whispered. "Yes; my cunt is wet," I answered. 'Good," he said pinching my nipple hard, making me cry out. "You want me to make you cum again, don't you?" "Oh...Please," I requested, my voice some where between pleading and begging. "Please?" he taunted. "Oh God, yes. Yes Please make me cum. I want your cock so bad..." I let it trail off. I felt his breath heavy on my ear, before he whispered darkly, "You don't get my cock yet. I'm not done playing with you. Hand me the dildo beside your pillow." I had to stretch slightly to find it, and he still had my nipple grasped between his thumb and forefinger. As I pulled one way, he pulled the other. I let out a small gasp as he tightened his fingers on my nipples and he said, "Stick it in your pussy.' I started working it in and out of my pussy. He released his grip on my nipple, and I felt a cuff to my head. "What are you doing? I did not tell you to fuck yourself. Give me your hands." I did as I was told, and he secured him above my head. He stuck half the dildo's length in me, and then he began to move his thumb in gentle circles around my clit. "Oh, God," I moaned writhing, trying to increase the stimulation. "Spread your legs wide," he instructed. I spread them. Still playing lightly with my clit, he started thrusting the dildo uncomfortably hard and deep. "Oh, God...Oh fuck," I moaned, "Please let me cum...Please." He started fucking me faster, harder. "You are such a slut," he spit at me. "Begging. Me. To. Cum." He punctuated each word with a violent thrust of the dildo, making me cry out with each one. I felt him move off the bed, and say from across the room, "Keep your legs wide." I felt him lightly tease my clit with the riding crop as he said, "You should see what a slut you look...Tied up...legs wide...stuffed full of cock...thighs covered with your pussy juice..." I felt two quick slaps from the riding crop on my tits. "Thank me after each blow," he ordered "Yes, Sir," I barely got out before the next blow landed on my clit. I cried out, and cut it short before responding, "Thank you.' "Do you want more?" he asked. "Yes," I all but whispered, knowing the more I took the harder and hotter he got. I felt another land on my pussy. "Oh thank you, " I moaned, "Another please." After five more blows, he was ready. He pulled the dildo out of my pussy and stuck it in my mouth. "Suck it clean." I licked and sucked it alternately, feeling his eyes on me the whole time. The thought of his cock pounding me, made my pussy ache to be filled again. I started begging, "Please fuck me. I want your cock so bad. Oh god... I need your cock." "You 'need' my cock?' He teased. "What will you do to get it?" "Anything! Anything, just tell me, and I'll do it," I panted, 'Oh please use me." "Roll over." I did as I was told. I felt him rubbing an unfamiliar toy on my pussy, and then against my asshole. He leaned in and bit my earlobe. "I am going to stick this batt plug in your ass," he paused, slowly working a small length of it in and out of my asshole, teasing me, tormenting me. "And then I am going to fuck you hard, and let you cum as many times as you can, and when I have used you all I want, you are going to wear the butt plug the rest of the night." He emphasized that point by thrusting it completely into my ass. I cried out at the shock of it, but then he slowly slid his cock in my pussy as he explained the rest of his plan. "Then in the morning when I wake up, I am going to take it out, and your are going to sit on my cock, taking all ten inches up your ass slowly, letting gravity do its work." He sunk his cock completely in my pussy, pulled it out and slammed it into me again. I immediately came, and came hard. "Oh god, thank you, thank you, fuck me more," I begged. "Thank me tomorrow morning as you are riding my cock hard, stuck deep in your ass," he said, pushing on the butt plug, and making me cum again. "That's two slut. How many more do you have for me? Close your legs. You need more don't you?" As I closed my legs around his cock, he brought his legs to the out side of mine, and began slamming his cock in me wildly. In this position every thrust bore pressure on my clit and my ass. It was beyond anything I had ever felt before. I could feel another orgasm building, and surrendered to it. It broke hard and lasted long. When my body stopped convulsing, he leaned in and bit the flesh at my shoulder blade. I cried out at the antithesis of pleasure. "What do you say? " he prompted. "Thank you." I replied. "That's my good slut," He growled in my ear. "Do you want more?" "Oh god yes, please...Please fuck me more...Fuck me hard...I love your cock inside me...Please make me cum..." I rambled almost nonsensically. He began fucking me again with long slow strokes, deliberate, enjoying the power he had over my body. He brought me to orgasm another three times, before quickening his pace to sate his own lust. As I felt him nearing his own ecstasy I lost myself once again in pleasure. "Oh god, thank you, thank you," I gasped when I felt his cock stiffen and explode inside me. He was silent for a minute in the aftermath. I let a small cry of disappointment escape as I felt him roll off the top of me, pulling his cock from my grasp. He lay on his back, catching his breath, before rolling onto his side, and gathering me in an intimate spoon." Sleep well," he said with a small chuckle, knowing I would not. Cum Slut I had known Stacy and her parents Mike and Doreen ever since moving in next door to them some five years ago shortly after my divorce. Stacy was fourteen then and early on used to come over, doing a little lighthouse cleaning for me in order to earn some extra money. Because of that, we'd actually become friends even though I was twenty years her senior. In a way, I became more of an older brother figure more so than a father figure. And as time went on, Stacy felt more and more comfortable speaking to me about things that she wouldn't dare have tried discussing with her own parents. I'd been invited to attend Stacy's graduation from High School a few months ago, and was pleased that they'd even consider sending me an invitation. It was still hard to believe the young woman I had so long ago met now, had indeed blossomed into a very beautiful, obviously very popular woman who seemed to have more boys hanging around her than I'd ever seen before. Both Doreen and Mike didn't mind that however, glad to see their daughter wasn't ready to settle down with any one particular young guy. I had to grit my teeth on those few occasions when the subject of their daughter's dating was brought up however. She'd confided in me just a short time ago that she was indeed very sexually active, and having really discovered just how high her sex drive was, had already made the decision she wasn't about to settle down with just one man, not for a while anyway. So I had a pretty good idea as to why she was so popular, and it wasn't just because of her very attractive looks and gorgeous body, though that certainly went a long way towards all that. Being close to Mike and Doreen as well, I'd been invited over to dinner on a few occasions, had even endured the occasional "blind date" fix up from Doreen, though neither introduction had led to anything beyond that. And though I dated periodically, at the moment there wasn't anyone in particular in my life right now, not that I wasn't looking. But my odd schedule at work kept me busy, and made it virtually impossible for me to carry on any sort of long-term relationship worth working at. I had just gotten word that I was to put on an unscheduled presentation in Albuquerque first thing in the morning. That meant leaving work early in order to get home, spend some time going over my notes and research, pack, and fly out first thing. It was a nice day, and rather than wasting it being inside, I brought everything outside with me and sat down at my patio table, also enjoying a nice cold beer while I did. Another reason for coming home in the middle of the day rather than staying at work. I'd only been working for a few minutes when I heard the sound of Stacy's laughter coming from next door. I hadn't really thought about her being home. I remember hearing something about her working part time as a waitress someplace, but that was generally in the early evenings, so it stood to reason that she might spend part of her day at the house. I shook my head at the laughter. As Mike and Doreen also worked during the day, that left Stacy plenty of alone time to be with her friends. Additional laughter now telling me, she was in fact entertaining someone, though to be honest, I half expected it to be another girlfriend. When I heard a young man's voice crying out a moment later, I knew better. "So, if I catch you I can have anything I want huh?" he said. "Yes, but...you've got to catch me before I get back inside the house," she then told him. There was again laughter, and then what was obviously a chase about the yard with the sounds of patio furniture being overturned. Now I was curious. As my deck was slightly elevated, all I had to do was stand up and I could see pretty clearly into my neighbor's yard. The moment I did however, seeing what I then saw, I immediately ducked back down less I was discovered. I couldn't believe what I'd just seen for one thing, but now was obviously intrigued by it for a number of reasons. The first of which was that Stacy was naked, though they actually both were. And I had to admit, whether I wanted to or not, ever since she'd grown up, I'd caught myself stealing glances at her whenever she'd worn something even remotely skimpy, especially when she'd come over for a visit. There had been times I swear she was flirting with me without being too obvious about it. But even though she might have been, I'd never pursued anything with her, not wanting to ruin the relationship we did have. Not to mention my friendship with Mike and Doreen. Still. Taking advantage of the high fence connecting our two properties, I quickly made my way over towards it, easily locating a knothole I could peek through without too much expectation of discovery, even though that was risky enough as it was. Their ongoing laughter, and the sounds of the chase still going on, let me know however that the likelihood of them spotting me was pretty remote. Once again I peeked through the fence just in time to see the young man boldly jump over their patio table, surprising Stacy and quickly cornering her. Seconds later he had caught her from behind as she still attempted to make her escape, though it was obviously too late. "Gotcha!" He declared obviously pleased with himself, and for good reason. He now stood there with his hands having captured both of her exquisite looking breasts. "Ok, you win!" Stacy said giggling, obviously not at all unpleased by having been caught, nor by the attention his hands were now giving her tits. If anything, it appeared to me like she was actually excited she had been. I was excited myself too. Actually seeing Stacy naked for the first time was a delightful surprise. I'd always had my own interpretation of what the young woman might look like of course, but actually seeing her was something else entirely. I'd always known her breasts had blossomed into a nice womanly size, but I could only guess at what everything else actually looked like. Her nipples were considerably larger than what I'd imagined, a nice light tan color, with good sized areola's that were a bit larger than most I had seen. It gave each of her breasts a very sultry look that I hadn't expected to see. In addition to that, she was completely shaved too, though that had become somewhat the norm as of late, and something I wasn't too surprised in seeing. The surprise was simply because I was actually seeing it. But it didn't end there either. "Let me guess...I bet what you want me to do is suck you off don't you?" She then stated leaning over to right one of the patio chairs that had been knocked over before sitting in it. Just hearing Stacy say that was enough to cause my own cock to lurch. Like I said, she'd been somewhat openly flirtatious around me herself, but in all the time, I'd still never heard her come right out and say anything as suggestively lewd as she'd just spoken. "Oh like that isn't exactly what you want to do yourself!" The boy told her coming over to stand in front of her now, his long thin cock pointing directly at her as she reached up her hand, wrapping it around his member and began toying with it as she sat there. "You know my rule," she said reminding him, though I of course had no idea what that was. "Yeah, I know...you prefer watching it squirt on you, but that also means that next time..." "Next time, maybe," Stacy said butting in. "We'll see if there will even be a next time," she stated easily. "It depends on how much you give me this time," she then added obviously toying with him. I stood there peeking through the hole in the fence reasonably sure they wouldn't even know I was there, provided I didn't make any noise, or any sudden movements that might alert them to the fact I was standing there spying on them. I now watched as Stacy leaned forward taking the young man's cock into her mouth where she proceeded to suck on it lovingly as he braced himself, placing his hands on the top of her head while she did. Standing to the side of me, it made it very easy to see everything she was doing, especially as they were less than ten feet away from where I was actually looking at them. I was tempted to take out my own stiff cock and jerk off, but I didn't. Bad enough I should get caught looking in the first place, worse if I was to do so standing there with my dick out, so I refrained. But I also knew I'd end up going inside to take care of that later myself after they'd gone back inside, and when I would feel reasonably safe in moving again without having been discovered. It didn't take long. Either he was already really worked up, which would have been my guess, or she was damn good at sucking cock, though it was very possibly a combination of the two. Moments later he forced himself away from her, Stacy obviously aware of it, and prepared for it herself. Almost immediately she placed the lounge chair she was sitting in, into a layback position. "Right here Mark...right here, shoot it all over my pussy!" I stood there watching the young man pumping his prick. In seconds he was squirting thick streams of his spunk against her, most of it landing exactly where she told him to put it, all over her widespread very bare cunt. When he was sure he had milked out every last drop onto her, only then did she look up, still smiling and speak again. "Ok, time for you to go now," she told him almost immediately, which frankly, took me by surprise. I could see by the pained expression on his face he wasn't ready to leave. "Mark? You promised, you know the deal here. I told you if I let you do anything, that you had to do it the way I wanted it, or there was no deal. So if you'd ever like to feel that again, or see me naked again, then it's time for you to leave...now!" Obviously he gave in to her demands, though I could see he was damn reluctant to do so. Turning, he went back inside the house, no doubt in order to dress, though I was curious to see if he'd remain behind and peer at her through the windows or something. Minutes later however, I heard the sound of a car starting up next door, and knew that he'd done as she'd requested. In the meantime, I continued to stand there, more confused, though more intrigued by what I saw her doing next. She was obviously using the kid's spunk to masturbate herself with, smearing a lot of it onto her breasts, which she scooped up with her fingers from her pussy. Though mostly she toyed with her clit, using his fresh juice to further pleasure and tease herself with that way. I felt like my prick was going to poke a hole through my pants as hard as I was, but I still didn't dare move, fearing any movement might give away the fact that I was standing there on the other side of the fence spying on her. As close as she was, and with a perfect eye-view of her wide-open pussy, I was about as horny as I'd ever been, watching the young woman whom I'd seen grow up next door to me, masturbating herself to what turned out to be a very long, very loud, and obviously very intense climax! Afterwards she lay there for several minutes gradually collecting herself, only then getting up and going back inside the house. I waited even then for an additional minute or two myself before heading back inside as well. I now had a very hard, very stiff and very needful prick that needed attending to. Especially while the images of what I'd just seen and witnessed were still fresh in my mind. I stopped briefly to gather up the papers I had spread on the table earlier so that they didn't get blown around the yard, and then slipped inside the sliding glass door into the kitchen area. Just as I did that, I heard the sound of the front door bell. "Great, now what?" I wondered as I quickly repositioned my stiff member into a somewhat better position inside my pants, though even that didn't help matters much as I opened the door, still standing behind it somewhat awkwardly. "Hi Jim, thought I saw your car in the driveway," Stacy said as she stood there looking at me. "Mind if I come in?" All she was wearing was a white bikini top and a pair of almost too short cut off Levi jeans. Obviously it hadn't taken her long to dress, nor to decide to come over here after seeing my car in the drive. Curious, I invited her in, though immediately turning to head towards the kitchen area and the safety of the counter top. Though it wasn't at all odd for her to drop in like this, I still found it curiously odd that she had done so, so soon after her boyfriend had left. I couldn't help but wonder if she was worried I might indeed have seen or overheard anything. "Care for something cold to drink?" I'd asked hurriedly leading her back into the kitchen. "A cold beer would be nice, if you have an extra one," she told me taking a seat at my kitchen table, which meant I'd be forced to walk over and hand her one. "Why don't you grab us a beer, and I'll get the glasses," I said giving me a reason to remain hidden as I stood behind the kitchen counter on one side with Stacy now standing on the other. Though even that was only going to be a temporary solution to my obvious problem. Hurriedly I made my way back over towards the kitchen table, glasses in hand as Stacy rejoined me with the beer. She sat smiling at me as she handed me my beer. "Surprised to see you home this early," she began. "Oh yeah that...had to come home and get ready for a meeting tomorrow, catching a flight out first thing, had some stuff I needed to do and go over before then," I explained to her, though I could hear a bit of a nervous tone in my own voice as I spoke. "Oh, was just wondering...surprised to look out and see your car in the drive," she said once again. "A friend of mine just left in fact," she then added looking at me for what I knew had to be some indication I was aware of that. I tried to play it safe, though not dumb. "Yeah, saw his car parked out in front of your place too," I stated. "Didn't hear it leave though," I said smiling back taking a sip of my beer. "So what DID you hear?" She now asked looking straight at me as she said that, nearly causing me to spew out the sip of beer I'd just taken. "What do you mean?" I managed to answer back a bit nervously, feeling my face begin to flush even as I said that. Stacy laughed seeing my obvious discomfort, it was a dead giveaway. "You know, I wasn't a hundred percent sure...until now. But I thought I saw you for a brief moment out on your deck, but when I looked again, I couldn't see you. I wondered after that if you might be somewhere looking through the fence at me...at us," she now added looking for my reaction to that. The only thing I could think of to do was to continue to play dumb, at least she hadn't come right out and accused me of actually spying on her. "Hmm, I only stepped outside for a moment, like I said, I'm working on a presentation I have to give tomorrow morning." Glancing over on the counter top, I only then saw the pile of documents I'd hurriedly gathered up placing them there a bit hap-hazardly. Stacy had noticed them sitting there too, once again smiling. "First time for you wasn't it?" she then said. "Excuse me?" "Seeing me...naked," she said easily without a hint of embarrassment or anger. "Which surprises me actually," she continued on before I could even respond to that, which I'm not sure I could have with a straight face anyway. "I usually sunbathe out back in the nude all the time, though I don't ever recall seeing you home at the same time that I have, or...when I've had friends over like today," she now added once again judging my face. "Only briefly," I said continuing the lie, hoping my small admission would be enough. "Which is why I decided to come back inside the house, give you some privacy," I now added. "Ah huh," she said grinning back sipping her beer. I took another sip of mine smiling back. "You curious about that?" she asked. "About what?" I responded still desperately trying to play dumb here, hoping she was only fishing as to what she thought I might have seen, or hadn't seen. "Why I made Mark leave after dumping his load on me," she said easily looking into my eyes. I knew then she had me dead to rights, and I had no response other than to take another swallow of my beer, wishing I knew what the hell I should say. "Oh for hell's sakes Jim, I know you saw us, I might not have guessed where you were looking at us, but I figured out you must have been. I saw you standing there one moment, and then gone the next. If you'd actually turned and gone back inside, I'd have seen you do that, but I didn't." Once again she laughed. "So...like I said, you curious as to why I made him leave afterwards?" I knew then she had me, and also knew she wasn't mad at me for looking at her either. "A little...yes," I freely admitted now. This time she laughed out loud, finally getting me to confess that I'd been watching her. "You've known me for a few years now," she began once again. "And I've even told you a few things I'd never even tell my parents, but what you don't know is this. I have pure and simply a fascination with watching guys cum. I love seeing their rock hard dick's squirting all that delicious cum juice out, and then I like using it to masturbate with afterwards. Which is the main reason I normally don't suck it down, I prefer watching it squirt instead, though I don't mind doing that too on occasion, especially if I'm not in a position to enjoy it the way I'd prefer to, then I certainly will. But there's just something about it...seeing it, feeling it, watching it leap out of the head of their dicks that really turns me on." If I thought I was hard before... "Shit Stacy...not sure this is something you really should be telling me about," I said feeling both uneasy, as well as damn fucking horny hearing her say it. "Oh? Why not? I thought you'd find it exciting to hear me tell you about it, or do you find that too kinky or too weird instead?" "It's not that Stacy...it's just that, well...hell, I'm more like your older brother, the little bit we've shared with one another in the past...well that's you know..." "No different!" She exclaimed. "Well, not really anyway," she said with a half smile on her face, the same one that when she'd used it before on me, had just about turned me inside and out. "It's not like we haven't flirted before, or discussed sex even." "Discussing it...and seeing you doing it is just a tiny bit different," I then told her. "Sort of like fantasizing about seeing me naked, and actually seeing me naked?" she asked. I had to think about that for a moment. "Well yeah...sort of, I guess." "So you have fantasized about me then." One again she had me, and she knew it. "I've fantasized about you too you know, lots of times in fact. And if you want to know the truth Jim, when I was laying there watching Mark's prick squirting on me? I was actually fantasizing, and wishing that it was yours doing it instead. If it really had been you, I'd have wanted you to stay there and watch me get off using your cum to do it with," she grinned, pausing for a moment, though I am sure she was amused by my open-mouthed look, where no words came to mind that I found I could even utter in response to that. "Would you like to see me do that?" she now asked. I was still speechless, though my mind was currently in overdrive. I suddenly had this very clear, vivid, obscene image of Stacy laying there, rubbing her cunt, my sperm coating her entire body while she did so. Maybe it was my lack of a response that she took as a response. Before I even realized it, she had stood, her hands suddenly reaching around behind herself, her white bikini top coming away in her hands. Sitting there staring at those magnificent boobs, I continued to be tongue-tied as she now pulled down on the zipper of her cut off jeans, moments later watching them fall as she stepped out of them, now standing there in front of me entirely nude. Cum Slut "Ok, now that you've seen me...my turn to see you!" I was too fucking horny not to. All sense of logic, morality, fear and concern about her parents, flew right out the window, along with my clothing in a sense. In seconds, I was standing there in front of her, my hard dick pointing straight out, there was even a stringer of cum-dew hanging from the tip of it, dribbling out which she seemed to sit there and watch in total fascination as it slowly elongated, stretching towards the floor in front of her. Stacy reached out grabbing it with her finger however before it broke apart and actually did. She immediately wrapped it around her index finger, spread herself, and then applied it to her clit. "Fuck I love doing that!" she said, using a particular word I'd never heard her utter before, in my presence anyway. "Squeeze it for me again," she now asked, which I did, pleased to see another rather large dollop of precum emerge from the head of my dick and like before, begin to stretch out in a long lazy string of nearly clear jisim. "Do you usually shoot a lot? Or just a little?" she asked. "Do you squirt far mostly, or does it just dribble out?" Even her questions were kinky hot as she asked them. "It depends," I said simply. "On what?" She pressed still sitting there playing with her clit. "Well, on a number of things I guess. The last time I jerked off for one, how long between doing that for two, and three...how horny I am at the moment when I do." She was grinning, obviously enjoying this as she now reached up with her free hand and proceeded to toy with her breast. "OK, so then tell me...when was the last time you played with yourself, and where? And...just how horny are you anyway?" I actually had to think about that. It had been several days ago now in fact, just before going to bed one evening, and I now recalled it was because I had seen her earlier that day when she'd come over to do my laundry. She'd been wearing another pair of tight fitting shorts then, a tank top with no bra as I recalled. "Saturday, Saturday evening...just before bed." Stacy giggled. "Was that because of the way I was dressed when I came over earlier during the day?" She now asked. "Did that make you horny? Thinking about me?" I nodded my head, which she seemed to take quite a deal of delight in. "Cool, I was hoping it would, because I certainly got off myself, wondering if you did. Anyway...so are you?" There was no sense denying anything at this point. "Very!" "So then you'll probably squirt really big, lots and lots of thick creamy spunk?" she asked working and frigging her clit wildly now. "I think...you can count on it," I told her. ** The fact it had been several days since I'd jerked off pretty much ensured I was going to squirt a pretty sizeable load. But in addition to that, it had been several months since I'd even seen a naked woman. Standing there looking down at Stacy as she so openly finger-fucked herself, playing with her breasts, spreading her pussy lips wide open for me, soon had me teetering on the edge. "Fuck, Stacy! I don't know...how much longer...I can hold out!" I had slowed the pumping of my own cock, not quite stopping as it felt so fucking good, but I was also not wanting to friggin squirt so damn soon either! "Shit, just do it!" Stacy said looking up at me with lust filled eyes. "Go ahead Jim, pop it off for me, let me see all that nice hot cream spewing from the head of that fat juicy looking cock!" I couldn't have prevented myself from doing that if I'd have tried now, just hearing the vulgarity of her wanton words, the dripping lust coming from her mouth, the glistening moisture of her sex, not to mention the very audible sounds I was hearing as she fingered herself, playing with her own slippery, squishy juices. I pumped once, twice, and then felt the powerful surge of my spunk racing up the length of my prick. As though in slow motion, I hovered for an instant, the force of my climax nearly taking the top of my head off as I saw the long arching streamer of my semen suddenly burst from the tip of my prick. Seeing it, Stacy squealed in delight, offering her tits as the perfect target for that initial splash. I think we were both surprised at the copious amount of those first few discharges. In seconds, both breasts were simply drenched in my cream, and though the force of each rope I continued to toss slightly diminished, I stepped forward, now aiming my prick at the pink precious target between her legs. "Oh yeah, right there Jim, right there! Squirt my clit baby! Squirt my little clit!" I'd never seen anything like it. Taking her hands, gathering up the cream that so thoroughly covered her breasts, she began spanking her pussy with her hand. As she did, I heard the squishy splat of each hard slap against her cunt, cum spittle actually flying off in near every direction as she did so. Within seconds she was screaming out her own pleasure, the intensity of her orgasm filling the air, her hand still slapping her wide open pussy with more force than I thought pleasurable, yet it seemed that for her at least, it certainly was. I had collapsed back down into my chair, still watching her as she slow rolled her spent clit between her fingers now, finally riding the last waves of her ecstasy, still looking at me through glazed eyes. "Fuck," I said simply finding my breath, still in a state of shock over what had just transpired here. As I finally shook off the fugue of my own lust, the nagging concerns I had shoved to the back of my head came out again. "Stacy...as nice as that was..." Once again she looked at me, "Don't...I know what you're going to try to say Jim, but don't. I'm old enough to decide for myself who I'm going to see and sleep with, mom and dad have no say in the matter, which includes my seeing or sleeping with you." "But your father will kill me even so," I managed to get in. "I doubt that," she said easily. "But...if it makes you feel any better, we'll keep all this a secret then." She stood up and began dressing, her breasts still smeared with my spunk, which I could easily smell as well. "They'll be home soon," she then added, "So I'd best go home and shower," she giggled letting me know she could smell the heat of our combined spent passion covering her body. "What time do you have to get up to leave tomorrow?" she then asked throwing me off for a moment. "Four. I have to be at the airport by six, my plane leaves at seven...why?" "Don't lock your back door," she stated, and then turned and walked out the back heading back towards her own place. I stood there for several moments, just watching the sway of that tight little ass as she passed through the gate connecting our two yards. ** I found it virtually impossible to go to sleep. Restlessly looking at the clock every few minutes, remembering the last time I had looked, 12:47 when I must have dozed off. It seemed like I'd just gotten to sleep when I felt an amazing sensation, my eyes popping open. Even in the darkness I could see the vague outline of her shape kneeling beside me. The clock now reading 3:15. I was stiff and hard, her mouth working my shaft, though for how long I honestly didn't know. She had done it so softly that at first I hadn't been aware of it, slowly bringing me around with that tantalizing tongue as she lapped at my prick like a slowly melting ice cream cone. "About time," she giggled pleasurably. I felt her move, and then straddle me, the warmth of her cunt capturing my prick before I could even answer her. The next sound in fact coming out of my mouth a long guttural unintelligible string of pleasured moans and groans as Stacy began working her pussy magic up and down the length of my shaft. We made love slowly and for a very long time, our coupling not quite as frenzied as I might have expected. Even the near simultaneous orgasm we shared was almost silent in comparison to the one we'd experienced the day before. Stacy lifted up, my cock literally plopping from inside her juicy wet cunt, the combined mixture of her juices pouring out of her as she squatted above me, working her pussy muscles. Even in the dark I felt and heard the dripping splatter of our mutual cum as it fell back onto my dick. Seconds after that, I again felt Stacy's mouth on me, cleaning me up, licking and slurping happily away at my now very satisfied prick. When the alarm went off, Stacy slipped out of bed, I was half dreaming with the soft gentle licking I'd been treated to. "Call me when you get back," she said, and then like a wraith in the night, disappeared from my room. ** It wasn't necessary to call her. She was sitting on the steps waiting for me when I pulled up. Surprised to see her there, I got out of the car, grabbed my overnight bag and headed towards her. "How'd you know when I'd be here?" I asked surprised, yet smiling upon seeing her. She wore a tight fitting pair of white shorts and a red and white striped tube top that barely contained her magnificent breasts. "Checked your flight, got the arrival time and figured how long it would take you to get home after that. Pretty close actually, I've only been sitting here less than ten minutes." Stacy followed me into the house, and then up the stairs. As we entered the bedroom, she immediately headed off into the bathroom and began running a shower for me. "Take your time, I'll be downstairs waiting for you when you're done," she said, and then left the room with a mischievous smile on her face. The hot water felt good, and though tired from the red-eye flight, I was soon feeling very invigorated. Throwing on a robe, I soon headed back down the stairs, to my surprise, I heard what was obviously a movie being played and watched on my TV. But it wasn't just any ordinary movie either, not by the sounds I heard. When I entered the den, sure enough, Stacy was lying there naked on my couch, she'd inserted a porn movie, though where she'd gotten it from, I had no idea. She smiled as I came into the room, patting the couch next to her. "Feel better?" she asked, as she continued stroking her pussy, toying at it with her fingers. "Ah yeah...much," I said taking a seat next to her, glancing at the TV for a moment, seeing what appeared to be a young woman laying on the floor, at least a dozen or so men all standing around and above her. "Interesting movie," I said feeling my prick begin to stiffen beneath my robe. As though sensing that herself, she reached over undoing the sash, her hand reaching in and immediately producing my rather stiff cock. "I love this one...it's one of my favorites," she explained. "What's it called?" I asked. She grinned, winked and then answered. "Cum slut...just what I am!" We sat watching the movie, though my hand was now down between her legs, fingering that wet juicy split, her hand slow-stroking my cock. "You're really into this aren't you?" I asked. It was obvious that Stacy was very much aroused by the scene in the movie. The young woman, looking very similar in appearance to herself, now lying down on the floor as one by one, each of the men began discharging their cum-shots upon her. "You have no idea!" She said honestly. "Maybe this will gross you out hearing me say it, but that is my biggest all time fantasy," she said looking into my eyes. "I've always wanted to feel what it was like to have a large group of men showering me with their cum. Unfortunately, in the movies, the poor girls seem to get much, if not all of it right in the face. And not that I mind that, I don't, but I prefer watching it too, seeing those hard delicious cocks lurching, spurting and squirting their cream. I'd rather feel it landing all over me, covering me almost completely in it, and then having it rubbed into me, head to toe after that." "Yeah, well we certainly do all have our fantasies," I told her. "And no...I don't think yours is all that weird either, different yes, but certainly not weird. Hell Stacy...if I were to tell you some of mine..." The gleam in her eye told me that perhaps I shouldn't have done that. "Tell me Jim, tell me...what IS one of your biggest fantasies ever? Come on, you know what mine is...now tell me one of yours." Under the circumstances, with her fondling my cock the way she was, the eroticism of the movie we were watching, and the delicious feel of her very wet pussy, how could I not? The words coming out of my mouth even before I realized how it must have sounded to her, though all she did was giggle hotly, still stroking my cock, nodding her head in agreement. "Oh...here comes my favorite part!" She stated gathering my attention back to the movie. How they had actually managed it, I have no idea, but suddenly one cock after another seemed to let go, streamers of spunk spurting out, cascading down on the girl lying on the floor. Criss-crossing ribbons of sperm splashing against her, and not all of which were landing on her face either. Most of it in fact against her breasts and tummy, as well as her cunt as she cried out deliriously with joy. Stacy too was crying out now herself, the onscreen climatic moment triggering her own needful orgasm. "Ok baby...give me yours now," she demanded, her mouth suddenly wrapping itself around my prick, sucking it for all she was worth. I'd perhaps cum in a woman's mouth maybe half a dozen times in my entire lifetime, and though it was obvious Stacy preferred watching it, she went after my dick with a vengeance, the force of my semen hitting the back of her throat as she swallowed me down, making my toes curl. "Fuck! That was mind-blowing!" I exclaimed happily, watching as she licked her lips erotically. "Sweetie? You ain't seen nothing yet!" ** I don't know how else to put it. Stacy was like a drug, and I was addicted to her. I soon found myself doing the craziest things with her, and for her. Some of which I actually felt sheepish or embarrassed about, but then did them anyway, and damn glad afterwards that I had. Stacy had a way of turning the strangest, weirdest, silliest situation into one of the most erotic, sensual, hot experiences of my entire life! I had once again come home in the middle of the day. Hearing my car pulling up into the drive, Stacy had come outside, naked, waiting for me in her back yard. I had seen her of course, and stepped out through the sliding glass door with the intention of joining her. She met me at the gate separating the two yards however and told me to stay where I was. "You have a ladder?" she asked. I did, but it didn't explain anything. "Good, get it, set it up right there, I'll be waiting for you," she told me. I did as she asked. She had positioned herself down on the grass on a blanket just on the other side of the fence. The only way I could see her was to climb up the ladder, sit on the top of it looking down. Once again, she was playing with herself, though this time she was using what appeared to be a rather curious looking rubberized cock which she was sliding in and out of her cunt. "Go ahead baby, jack yourself off for me," she asked. "I want to watch you squirt from up there, I want to see if that nice thick cream of yours can hit me from up there," she added. Like I said, it was weird in a way, but damn fucking exciting too. The sense of danger, particularly with me sitting there on top of a ladder, jerking off, not knowing for sure if anyone might actually spot me doing it was one thing, but looking down at her as she fucked herself with the dildo, waiting expectantly for my load of cream was once again something else. It was like that with her most of the time. She was like a tornado, I never knew when she was going to hit or where. I no longer locked the back door to my house, so there were several times when I woke up in the middle of the night, and she'd simply just be there. Once or twice late in the evening, I had heard a knock on my door, going to answer it, only to discover her standing outside. The first time confused the hell out of me. It was mid July, and though it wasn't extremely hot outside, she stood there wearing a raincoat. I soon figured out why when she opened it, revealing the fact she had nothing on beneath it. Though it was late, with little traffic or activity going on around us, she'd made it clear enough as she kept me from opening the screen door in order to let her in. "No...right here, right through the door," she'd told me. The next thing I knew, I was standing in my own doorway, masturbating, watching her as she stood on the other side, fingering herself. When I got close, I pressed the head of my cock directly against the screen, and then pumped myself off. Some of which somehow managed to still get through the small tiny openings to actually splash against her bare skin, though the majority of my spunk was caught, plugging up the tiny holes and making a rather obscene display against my door. Stacy then took a picture of it, and soon after walked away into the night. It was like that with her. I never knew what was going to happen next, or when. And it seemed like it was never the same way twice with her whenever she was in one of her particularly weird little moods. But I found myself, looking forward to them more and more, anxiously awaiting, sometimes actually disappointed when all she wanted to do was suck or fuck, or simply mutually masturbate one another which we now did at least once a day. Several weeks had gone by since that little episode in front of the TV when we'd watched that favorite little porn of hers together. I'd almost forgotten about our conversation, and that I had actually shared with her one of my own personal little fantasies. I'd gotten home from work, half expecting Stacy to jump out at me from somewhere inside the house, something she was prone to do on occasion, and actually disappointed when she didn't. I wandered upstairs to the bedroom, still hoping she might be hiding, and actually waiting for me up there, once again disappointed when I entered the room and nothing happened. Needing to pee, I walked into the bathroom, and there on the mirror written in lipstick was a note she had left me. "Heritage Suites, room 310, 8:00. Don't be late." She'd signed it with a smiley face written in lipstick as well. I glanced at my watch, it was already 6:30. I'd have just enough time to shower, shave and put a fresh change of clothes on and still make it there on time. But what had really thrown me was, this was something new. Up until now we'd pretty much confined our activities to my place, or the surrounding yards, excluding the one and only incident where we'd actually met in the parking lot of a local nearby grocery store. Stacy had insisted on giving me a hand job as I stood there in the open door of my car, it had been a wickedly delicious encounter. One that had left me nervous as hell, but more excited than I'd been in a long time too. I'd even smiled at a young couple as they brought groceries out to their car parked a short distance away. Stacy hidden on the seat, nude as the day she was born, sitting there jacking me off as I simply stood there. I often wondered what they must have thought. But now this. At least she had gotten us a room, and by the name of the hotel, I happened to know it wasn't a very cheap one either. I arrived at ten minutes to eight, made my way up to the room, and then knocked, curious to see, wondering what to expect when she opened it. I didn't have long to find out either. I had knocked, Stacy opening the door almost immediately. I halfway expected her to be naked, which she was, so that wasn't too much of a surprise. But what was a surprise as I entered the room, was the discovery of two additional equally naked females inside. They were on the bed, going down on one another as I entered. Cum Slut "Surprise!" Stacy said grinning at me. "Jim? These are two of my friends from the place where I work," she said introducing the two women, who only then parted, rolling off on either side of the bed in order to greet me. "The black chick is Pauline, the brunette is Lucy, we call her Juicy Lucy because she really, really is..." Stacy said smiling at me. I was still in a state of shock, I certainly hadn't expected anything like this, and to be honest, I still didn't know what it was I was in for, though having three naked women in the same room together was giving me a pretty good idea. Pauline was extremely tall, slender and very limber looking. Her breasts were slightly smaller than Stacy's, though not by much. Her dark chocolate nipples stood out in stark contrast to her deep almost golden colored skin tone, she was breathtakingly beautiful. Lucy as she'd been introduced, was obviously of Spanish descent, she too had amazingly dark colored nipples, far larger around than any I had seen, her areola almost covering the entire front portion of her breasts, each one capped with extremely hard, thick nipples that looked like the size of my thumb. Like Stacy, she too had long hair, which fell, well down to the middle of her back, and though not entirely shaved, her neatly trimmed little patch showing between her legs looked extremely inviting. I had stepped in immediately taking my suit jacket off, throwing it over the back of one of the chairs. Stacy handed me a glass of wine, which I eagerly and still somewhat nervously accepted. "Well you're certainly right about one thing, this really IS a surprise, just what IS going on anyway?" I asked curiously, looking at and appreciating all the eye candy before me. "Remember your telling me about your biggest fantasy?" she asked. I looked at her, then at the two girls, then back to her again. I'm sure the smile on my face was about as wide as it's ever been. So much so, it almost hurt, and I felt more than a bit giddy. "You're kidding me...right?" "You know me better than that," she began. "Just took me a while to set everything up, especially after I explained things to my friends, told them what your fantasy was, and how you'd always hoped one day to experience it. Well...here we all are, and now...you can!" The fantasy itself wasn't just about being with three girls, it was much more than that, and because of that, it wasn't something I had ever expected to see, certainly not in real life anyway. I had always had a personal fascination with watching a woman squirt. I'd seen a few on some porn movies I'd watched, but never before had I ever been with a woman who did. But even that wasn't the entire fantasy either. Stacy had coaxed out of me the entire thing, which hadn't been all that hard getting me to do, not with my cock in her mouth while telling her. It was erotic enough just in doing that. "When I told them about it, they thought it would be hot as hell too," she said grinning. "And the fact is, I've actually never been with another woman before myself either, so that was also something new and exciting for me, especially knowing how much these two really can squirt when they cum. Am rather looking forward to seeing...and feeling that myself!" My own personal fantasy had been feeling, and seeing a woman squirting all over my dick, and preferably two of them if that was even remotely possible. Obviously...it was! But as excited as I was to actually think it was going to happen, so was Stacy, her own little fetish suddenly taking on a whole new dimension for her as well. When I had finally relaxed and calmed down some, I was then treated to the sensation of having three very luscious women undress me. Not to mention fondle me until I was rock-hard stiff and horny as hell! The four of us soon moved over towards the bed where I was again treated to a smorgasbord of three equally wet pussies, all laying there side-by-side as I sampled each for several long minutes moving between the three of them. It became somewhat of a game then, licking one, moving over, and then being followed closely behind by the one just having been licked or in my case...sucked and licked, until we'd each escalated the height of our pleasures and arousal significantly. "About ready to feel them squirt on you...on us?" Stacy asked excitedly. Needless to say, I was more than ready. "Hell yes!" I responded unequivocally. It was somewhat of an awkward position at first, but certainly well worth the effort. Inserting my cock inside Stacy's nice wet slit, we'd started out with her sitting on top of me, though she had gradually eased herself back until she was physically lying on her back, and me laying on mine. We were barely even connected, almost nigh impossible to move much, lest my prick spring up out of her cunt, which it nearly did twice. Both Lucy as well as Pauline now stood on the bed standing directly over where we were laying, one each to either side of us, each one fingering the other, something I later learned they had very often did once discovering that they both could squirt in pretty much the same fashion. Just seeing this, feeling the head of my cock still tightly clenched inside Stacy's pussy as she lay there frigging her clit was about as erotic a thing as I had ever seen or felt before. But the best (pun intended) was yet to come. It soon became obvious that they were timing themselves, coordinating their efforts. Something obviously they could have only done with a great deal of practice and familiarity. "Close?" Pauline had asked. "Almost," Lucy had responded, already the telltale signs of her pleasure beginning to transform her face. Pauline too looked on the verge of exploding at any second, doing so almost the exact same instant that Lucy did when she cried out with initial warning. "Now!" Almost as one they came. A sudden explosive torrent of clear silky warm fluid spraying nearly everywhere in two clashing geysers that met somewhere in the middle. Two streams of girl cum pouring out of each, mingling for a moment in mid-air before cascading down upon Stacy and I in what felt like, and to some extent actually looked like, a rushing waterfall. "Holy fucking shit!" I cried out in disbelief, pleasure and excited joy at seeing as well as feeling this. Stacy too was likewise giggling almost hysterically, trying to capture some of the two girl's streams in her hands, backwashing it against herself as though washing her face in a mountain stream. The accompanying moans and groans of their pleasured delights simply intensifying their mutually combined orgasm, as well as ours. Stacy's thrashing however dislodging my prick, which sprang up like a coiled spring. Upon seeing it, just as the first spurt of my own skyrocketing spunk flew from the tip, Pauline reached down, squatting over it even more directly, still squirting, and now directly aiming her stream against me as she held my cock in hand. I lay there, feeling the rush of my sperm as it ejaculated over and over against her, her hand still holding me, milking me, ensuring that every last ounce of my juice had been expelled. Needless to say, the bed was soaked, as were we all. But it was a nice erotic warm feeling sensation to lay there in it, feeling the caress of the girls recent spending as the three of them now began smearing my entire body from head to toe in it too. Feeding me at times the remnants and traces of their liquid release. I was in fact drunk on it, intoxicated with their aroma and taste, surprised when my so recently spent prick didn't merely shrivel up into nothingness, remaining somewhat hard at least, and then growing again as the girls now turned to one another, and began sampling their mutual delights. I sat on the edge of the bed watching. Pauline on her back, Stacy straddling her face, leaning over just enough to comfortably lick Lucy's succulent looking cunt as she lay in front of her. Just hearing the three girls as they lapped happily away at one another, soon had my cock rising with renewed interest. When it was sufficiently hard enough once again, I moved up between Pauline's legs, placed the head of my dick at her opening and proceeded to tease her clit mercilessly with it until she just couldn't stand it anymore. "Ok, ok! Enough already!" she cried out half giggling. "Now fuck me with it!" She demanded. I quickly slid inside her, feeling the heat of her cunt as it gripped my shaft, impaling her fully and deeply a moment later. She continued sucking, licking and eating Stacy's cunt, she doing the same to Lucy as I began sliding in and out of her with ever increasing speed and tempo. "Oh fuck that's it! That's it! That's nice!" she called out into Stacy's equally juicy quim, and then came again, literally forcing my prick out of her with the sudden surge of another massively forceful jettison of her hot liquid girl cream. I had ended my own personal fantasy with being given double head by both Lucy and Pauline, with Stacy riding my face into ecstasy. After that, I was content to just sit there and watch, enjoying my wine, and watching the three girls joyfully exhaust one another well on until morning where I again briefly fucked them each until just managing to ink out a dribble or two of my spunk into each one of their waiting mouths. Stacy and I slept in one another's arms until checkout later on that next afternoon. As we got dressed and prepared to leave, she turned to me. "Now...it's your turn to fulfill one of my fantasies," she told me. "Which I'll tell you about on the way back home." ** After what I had experienced, something I never felt in a million years that I ever would, I knew that if it was even remotely possible, I had to return the favor. The problem was, I wasn't quite sure how to go about it, nor did I think I'd ever be able to convince a group of guys to go along with either, necessarily, and leave it within the boundaries and specific's of Stacy's fantasy and desire. She wasn't looking for a gang-bang, in fact...she'd made it perfectly clear that the only person she actually wanted to have intercourse now, was with me. Though she certainly wasn't opposed to sucking a few cocks during that, or in being watched by several others while we did. But her primary focus, desire and want, was to simply be cum on, massively, all over her entire body. That was it in a nutshell. So like I said, finding enough guys, approaching them, and then getting some assurance from them that, that was all it would be, was a challenging dilemma. Or so at first I thought anyway. It was several days later while at work that I had gone out to lunch with one of the guys whom I mostly closely associated with being a friend I could trust. He was one of a very select few whom I thought I could, and who I had told and shared with him a few things with regards to Stacy. When we got into the topic of sex, which we generally always did, I casually mentioned to him Stacy's quirky little fantasy. I watched as his eyes lit up in excitement. "Fuck man! I'd do something like that in a heartbeat, and not even think twice about doing it either!" The thing was, Ed was happily married to a very good looking woman. In all the years I had known him, I'd never once heard that he'd ever cheated on his wife, nor would he either. They seemed to have one of the rare perfect relationships, so though he might have had no problem looking, I knew without any doubt that Ed would never truly stray from his wife. This however, was something he actually entertained doing, primarily because all he would do, and be willing to do, was stand there and jerk himself off without touching anyone. "I might know a couple of other guys I could talk to," he told me. "Let me look into it, and then get back to you." I was pleasantly surprised when days later, he called me. "Jim? I've got fourteen guys lined up...is that enough? Too many? Too few? You tell me." "Seriously? Fourteen?" "Yep, and they all know the rules, and they're each and every one of them good with it. So...now, it's up to you to let us know where and when, and I promise, we'll all be there!" Now it was my turn to surprise Stacy, which I knew she would be. ** The first thing I had to do however was coordinate her nights off. Not giving away any details, I simply asked her when she had the next available night off, and when she could safely spend most of it with me. That was when I first learned she really didn't work at any restaurant, the way her parents thought she did. "So where do you work then?" I asked curiously. I guess I shouldn't have been all that surprised, especially after having met her two "co-workers" Pauline and Lucy. I'd had a hard time picturing the three of them as waitresses to begin with. "I work at XXX-Ray," she told me, which I knew was an exotic dance club, and a rather popular one at that. It had some technological advances I'd heard about, and had honestly been anxious to see. Now I had an even bigger reason for going. In addition to the girls actually dancing live on stage, in the nude of course, the club had also devised a way to project their images down and amongst the crowd, thus with a special pair of glasses, everyone could literally enjoy a near-lap dance, with the girls gyrating right there in front of them. Everyone then got an up close and personal look at the girls, and there was obviously no danger of any of them getting fondled or groped by anyone in the audience. "Aren't you worried about your parents finding out?" I asked concernedly. "No, not really. I purposely picked a particular restaurant that I know they don't like, and won't go there to eat. I only work three days a week, and then every other weekend at the club. Since there's several of those restaurants around town, I've also told them that I am a floater more than a regular, so can end up going to anyone of them at a moment's notice. Like I said, I don't really worry about them dropping in to see me, and for sure...dad would never in a million years wind up at the club either." That one I wasn't too sure about. When I'd first heard about club XXX-Ray and its fancy erotic floorshow, I'd mentioned it to Mike. At the time, even he said he might go there at least once to see what it was all about. I made a mental note to take him there myself on a night I was sure Stacy wouldn't be working in hopes of that taking care of any curious interest he might have. The last thing either one of us needed, was for Stacy's father to show up at the club one evening while she was actually working. The best place to pull this off was at my place too. But there again, I didn't want a whole bunch of cars parked outside either. That would be a dead giveaway in and of itself, and I really did want this to be somewhat of a surprise if I could manage it. What we came up with, was having everyone park their cars down the street at the school, and then in one's and two's perhaps, walk around the block and enter into the house from the side door, facing away from Stacy's home. In doing that, I was reasonably confident we could get everyone inside without their being seen. I was a little worried she might ruin the surprise by coming over too early, before I could get everyone in here. But I managed to put her off simply by saying that I indeed had something special planned, and that I didn't want her arriving before I had everything set up for her, otherwise it would ruin it for her. So though curious, and half expecting something, I was still pretty confident she had no idea there would be fifteen naked guys all standing downstairs in my den waiting for her when she finally did come over. Downstairs in the den, I had blown up a single air mattress, and then covered that with several soft, warm blankets ensuring she would be as comfortable and cozy as possible. At the appointed time, I then met her at the back door, telling her as part of the surprise that she needed to be blindfolded, she of course excitedly, and readily agreed. I then led her downstairs to the den, leading her inside where fourteen guys all naked stood excitedly waiting for her. And by excited, each and every one of them was standing there with a rock hard cock in hand. It was at that point that I slowly undressed her, much to the delight of the guys still silently standing around expectantly waiting. After I had, I then had her lay down on the bed I had made for her, and quickly undressed myself. Now there were fifteen naked, and very excited guys standing about, when I finally told her she could safely remove the blindfold. The surprise and delight in her eyes was priceless when she did. If I thought my smile had been big upon seeing her and the two girls in the room when she surprised me, it was nothing in comparison to the look on her face now realizing I had managed to surprise her just as much, if not more so. "You did it! You actually did it!" she exclaimed looking up and all around her, as everyone had now come in a bit more closely looking down and appreciating her beautifully nude body. But that was also when she saw the stickers, and looked at me questioningly. "Ok, I'm confused a little bit, what's the difference between red and blue dots on their upper thighs?" she asked. "Well, it's like this," I said laughing a little. "The guys with red dots on their thighs are cool with just jerking off while looking at you. But they're either married, or committed to someone, and don't feel like they could honestly do anything more than that. Sort of like masturbating while watching a porno, or looking through a magazine. I mean, you're the real thing here of course, but they'd only agreed to do this, for me...for you, as long as they weren't expected to do anything else." Stacy giggled. "And the blue dots then?" "Well honey...that's entirely up to you. They're willing to do as much, or as little as you want them to, but at least you now know which ones you can touch, and which ones you can't. Having the stickers on their upper thighs where you can see them clearly enough, should ensure that everyone's in agreement with whatever we're doing here." Once again she laughed, obviously excited. We quickly introduced everyone to her, and then she lay back, excited to have them perform however she saw fit, which began with a one on one introduction again, standing over her in a line, fondling themselves while she watched, masturbating herself, until all fifteen of us had taken a turn doing so. "Ok, all of you with the red dots, if you'd stand in front of me in a semi-circle where I can see you," she began directing the six men who had agreed only to jerk themselves off for her and nothing else. "And the rest of you, feel free to touch me wherever you'd like, with whatever you'd like, though don't block my face, as I want to see the rest of you standing around as you play with yourselves for me," she stated. And so it began. I had to admit. I really hadn't expected this to be all that erotic to see it myself. I mean a room full of very straight guys, all standing about playing with themselves, and only a single woman present. But the truth of the matter was, it was far more erotic and sensual than I could have ever imagined, and it was also obvious that more than one guy there was finding it to be the same thing as well. Not everyone was just looking at Stacy, many of the guys were periodically stealing glances at one another as they stood there fisting themselves, whether they'd admit to doing it or not, and obviously enjoying it when they did. And not too surprisingly, there were more than just a few early, quick cummers too, though Stacy had told everyone early on, when and if they were ready to shoot...to just go ahead and do it. They were free to squirt on her anywhere they wanted, though she'd prefer it if they'd not empty their entire loads on her face as she would much rather be able to enjoy seeing them actually coming, as opposed to just feeling it. In addition to that of course, if they could manage it, they were welcome to spurt on her as often as they liked. With that being said, Stacy settled back to enjoy the feel of several hands exploring her, teasing and caressing her body, breasts, ass and more than a few fingers likewise sharing and exploring her cunt, mine included. The others, all standing about watching, quite happily stroking their dicks. Cum Slut It was sort of like watching dominos beginning to fall. One by one the guys got themselves to the point of ejaculating. As they did, they moved forward aiming their cocks in Stacy's direction. Expectantly, she looked up anxiously awaiting to see their individual spurts, offering up places on her own body where they could direct their flying streams of spunk. Even I stood there watching this in abject fascination, the wondrous delight on Stacy's face as the guys began to cover her body in their cream, one by one, and then in pairs simultaneously. Over a short period of time, her breasts were covered in copious amounts of spunk. It was literally running off of her in small little rivers of white juice, more and more of it now being directed against her cunt as she held it open, inviting the guys to juice her there, though also occasionally turning over onto her stomach, offering yet again another enticing little target. I too stepped forward at one point, no longer able to withhold my own massive spurt of cream, though this one she purposely opened her mouth in wanting to receive it there, though challenging me to do so from well over a foot away. In the end, Stacy was a sticky white mess of men goo, covering nearly every square inch of her body. And more than one guy had managed to produce a second load too, merely adding to the torrent of cream that she had so deliriously and delightfully received. I had lost track of the number of orgasms she'd experienced, some by her own hand, some by the hands of others, though I also swear to the fact, sometimes she simply came just by watching the guys coming on her without being touched, or even touching herself. Slowly as the night went on, many began to leave, thoroughly spent, though most had wives or girlfriend's home waiting for them. I smiled privately, inwardly, wondering if they'd be able to get it up again after getting home. My bet would have been yes...after what we'd all seen and witnessed together, even I knew I'd get it up again myself, though Stacy had made me promise I'd save one specifically for her, rubbing herself off with my dick, watching it spurt directly against her clit when she came, doing so just as I did. It was one of the few times we spent the entire night together at my place, though I had no idea where her parents thought she was while actually spending it. It was a week later when Mike approached me after he'd gotten home from work. "Hey Jim, remember that club we talked about going to?" He'd asked. "That exotic dance club?" He said smiling. "Well, it just so happens that Doreen and Stacy are going out to see a movie together, so I've sort of got the night off. What say you and I head down there, see what it's all about?" I knew it was only a matter of time when he'd actually want to, and his time away from Doreen was far and few in between, so it really was a now or never sort of situation. I quickly agreed, and then agreed to go there around eight o'clock. I had hurriedly gone inside, called the club and spoke with Pauline, who I had learned would be dancing there that evening. I then asked her to tell Lucy, who would also be dancing, to do me a big favor and not acknowledge they really knew me, or treat Mike and I any differently than they would any other paying customers. Pauline thought it was funny and could hardly wait to tell Lucy, though I was partially curious to see what they would, or wouldn't do, in discouraging Mike from ever showing up there again. I could only begin to imagine. When Mike and I arrived, I was surprised to find us being seated in the middle of the room. From what Stacy had told me, these were in fact the best seats in order to take advantage of the special 3D effects of the dancers, plus having a really good view of the real dancers up on stage in addition to that. I had my suspicions that Pauline and Lucy had had something to do with that after Mike and I had been seated and ordered up our drinks. The 3D was actually quite amazing, and I found myself sitting there with a sizeable erection watching them dancing so closely, even though they really weren't, it still seemed like I could in fact reach out and touch any one of them. By the look on Mike's face, I could see he was enjoying himself equally as much. When Pauline finally took the stage, I knew Mike was immediately infatuated with her. "God Jim, look at her, she's fucking beautiful! What I wouldn't give to squirt a nice load all over her...what about you hey?" I could only smile and nod my head in agreement. Cum Slut! The sky over the mountains turned a purplish orange as the sun set on the third day of my cross-country motorcycle trip. I had been riding for hours, and my stomach was starting to rumble almost as loudly as the Harley engine between my legs. I needed to find a place to eat, shower and sleep-- not necessarily in that order. A nice piece of pussy wouldn't have been bad, either. But as I scanned the horizon, all I saw was a ribbon of concrete cutting through the cactus and scrub brush. I was beginning to think I was going to have to ride clear to Albuquerque to find a hot plate of food and a warm bed. My mood brightened when I saw a splash of pink neon light off in the distance. I gunned the bike. Within minutes, I was pulling into the parking lot of a little motel with a restaurant attached. A sign by the road spelled out "The Cactus Inn" in pink neon. I parked the bike by the office's front door and did my best to beat the dust off of my leathers. The motel didn't seem to have any other guests. A tumbleweed blew across the empty parking lot. I shrugged and went in, figuring it was a slow night. I don't know what the hell I expected to find in that office, but it sure as shit wasn't what was there. A petite blond had her red cowboy boots kicked up on the desk. She rocked back on wooden chair while sucking a lollipop and watching a small black-and-white TV. She wore tattered Daisy Dukes cut almost high enough to be mistaken for panties. Her checkered red and white shirt was tied into a knot just below a couple of double-D knockers. Blond hair spilled out of a curled cowboy hat tilted back on her head. She looked up from the TV when she heard my footsteps on the creaking, wooden floor. "Damn, cowboy," she said in a sweet, Texas drawl. "Looks like you been ridin' a long time." "Too long," I said. "Could use a room." "You're in luck," she said. "We're kinda slow tonight. I can give you the honeymoon suite for the price of a regular room." "Not on my honeymoon," I said. She put her feet on the floor and leaned forward on the desk. A Grand Canyon of cleavage formed as her tits heaved forward. She held the sucker just in front of her bright red lips. "Why is a handsome cowboy like you travelin' all alone?" she asked. "Didn't say I was riding alone," I said. "But you are, ain't ya?" she asked. Her tongue reached out to touch the red sucker. My cock flinched. "As a matter of fact I am," I said. "I'm gonna give you the honeymoon suite anyway," she said. "It's nicer than the others. And it's the only room where you can get dirty movies on the TV. That'll be $35." I pulled a roll of bills out of my pocket and took off the rubber band. The smallest bills I had were twenties. I gave her two. She looked at them as if I'd handed her a book called "The Answer to Everything." "Keep the change," I said. "You ain't from around here, are ya?" she asked. "No ma'am," I said. "What brings you this way?" she asked. "Just needed to get out of the city a while," I said. "Get my head back together." "What's your name?" she asked. "Isn't important," I said. "Well, I'm gonna call you Billy," she said. "My name is Cherry." She reached out to shake. I took her hand in mine. Her skin felt so smooth, so delicate. Our eyes met. She licked her lips ever so slyly, then let go of my hand and whirled around to a board full of hooks with keys hanging off them. Cherry handed me the room key. I turned to leave and then had a thought. "How old are you, Cherry?" I asked. "Turned 19 last week," she said with a flirty smile. "Cherry," I said, "after I shower I'm going to get a piece of pie over in that restaurant. Would you like to come with me to get some pie?" "I'll do you one better," she said. "I'll bring the pie to your room. How 'bout in, say, 15 minutes?" "That will be fine," I said. "Good," she said. "It's a date." I could hardly believe my luck. Everything I needed was in one place out in the middle of nowhere. I got my duffel bag out of the saddle bag hanging from the side of the Harley and found my room. It was without a doubt the honeymoon suite. The whole place was done up in pink, except for the white carpet and the red, heart-shaped bed in the middle of the room. It was totally cheesy but looked clean and would suit my needs for a night. I stripped naked and went into the bathroom, where I turned the shower knob as far as it would go. The water streamed down hard from the shower head. Steam billowed from the porcelain tub. I stepped inside, letting the water pour over my body. It felt good to let the grime of the day wash down the drain. I shampooed and soaped up, then rinsed, dried off and threw on a pair of silk boxers. I gave myself one squirt of cologne and flopped down on the bed to stretch out and wait for Cherry. I remembered what she had said about dirty movies and reached for the remote to turn on the TV. Most of the hotels I stay in make you call down to the front desk to order porn, but it was the first thing that popped on the screen at The Cactus Inn. And most hotels have only the watered down porn-- a guy fucking a woman, no penetration shown. The movie that came up in the honeymoon suite was truly bizarre. A raven-haired transsexual was ass-fucking a dude while the dude sucked a blond transsexual's cock. I tried turning the channel, but the same thing was on every station. Something seemed oddly familiar about the movie. My mind searched for answers until a wide shot of the room came up on the screen. The heart-shaped bed in the movie was unmistakable. The porn had been filmed in the honeymoon suite. My heart fluttered. Something was up, and I didn't like it. I took note of the camera angles and looked around the room. Sure enough, I found a small lens in the base of a lamp on a table across from the bed. Another small camera was poking of of the wall, way up in the corner. I heard someone on the TV say, "Suck it, you fuckin whore." The movie zoomed in on the blond tranny's face. It was Cherry. I'd had enough. I leaped off the bed and started throwing shit back into my duffel bag. I was out of there. I didn't care how long it was going to take me to get to the next town. Some weird sexual shit was happening at The Cactus Inn, and I didn't want any part of it. I had one leg in my jeans when the door flew open. Cherry stepped in with two others right behind her. I immediately recognized one as the raven-haired tranny from the movie. She wore a sparkling, silver T-shirt with a plunging neckline that barely contained her tits. A short, blue miniskirt flared out from her waist. Next to her was a petite redhead with fair skin and a flat chest. She wore a tight, black, almost see-through cocktail dress. The brunette and redhead looked just as feminine as Cherry, who was smiling. "Going somewhere, darlin'?" she asked. "I thought we had a date." "What the fuck is going on here?" I asked. "Isn't it obvious?" Cherry asked. "You stepped right into the middle of your very own porno movie." "You're fucking sick," I said. "Do you all have cocks?" All three giggled. "I know I do, sugar," Cherry said. "But I'm not sure about my friends. Let me ask. Alexa do you have a cock?" "Sure do, baby," the brunette said. "How 'bout you, Lisa?" Cherry asked. "You got a big ol' trouser snake in that dress?" "Mmmm-hmmmm," the redhead said with a dramatic nod. "There you have it," Cherry said. . She walked over to me. I tensed up. She put her hand on my shoulder. "Relax," she said. Cherry slid behind me. I felt her tits press into my back. She wrapped her arms around my body and put her hands on the waistline of my boxers. Her hands slid up my torso. I felt her thumbs and forefingers search for and find my nipples. She pinched ever so gently. "We can do this the easy way," she whispered into my ear, "or the hard way." I tried to wriggle free. Her arms pressed my body tight to hers as her fingers clamped down hard on my tits. She was strong. I had no escape. "Honestly, I prefer to do it the hard way," she said. "But the choice is yours." "What are you going to do to me?" I said. "You saw the video," Cherry said. "That guy was a vacuum cleaner salesman from Toledo. He swung through here last week. Came looking for a room and a meal, just like you. Know what he asked for? He wanted a piece of pie." "He got a couple of corn dogs instead," Alexa said. The trannies thought that was just hilarious. When the laughing died down, Cherry rolled my nipples between her fingertips. She kissed my neck and sucked my earlobe while Alexa and Lisa started making out, their hands exploring each others' bodies. My cock started to rise in my boxers. I tried to will it down, but Mr. Happy had been awakened and didn't want to go back to bed. I couldn't understand it. I was straight. I wasn't supposed to be turned on by all this. I tried to deny it, but it wasn't until I felt Cherry press her hard cock into my ass crack that I tried to break free again. Cherry resisted for a second and then let go. I burst forward. Cherry caught my ankle with her cowboy boot. I tripped and fell onto the bed. It was yet another joke that the transsexuals found funny but I did not. "Don't you fucking get it?" I asked. "I'm not a fucking fagot! I like pussy! I don't like cock!" Cherry suddenly became very cool. She narrowed her eyes and glared at me. "What was that word you used?" she asked. I was sick of her bullshit. I just didn't care anymore. I decided to cut loose, even though I knew it probably wasn't a good idea. "Fagot!" I yelled. "I called you a fagot!" Cherry drew back her arm and swung it forward. The resulting smack across my face stung like hell. "I'm going to teach you a lesson you'll never forget," she said. Cherry took off her cowboy hat and flung it across the room. "Get them boxers off," she said. "Fuck you," I said. Cherry lunged forward. She grabbed my underwear by the waistline and pulled down. I tried to kick away, but Cherry already had the boxers down to my knees. She held tight as I squirmed. All I managed to do was rip the boxers. I finally relented and let Cherry slide them off. I lay naked on the bed. Cherry took a moment to look me over. "Fresh meat," she said. "Nothin' like it." "Fuck you!" I yelled. I spit at her. Cherry slapped me again, harder this time. "Your a feisty little thing, aren't you?" she said. "You know what? I could go for a blow job before I fuck your virgin ass. What do you think, girls? You want this here bitch to suck your cocks?" Alexa and Lisa had never quit kissing and rubbing each other, even as Cherry and I struggled. They broke their lip lock to answer her. "I always want a blow job," Lisa said. "Oh, yeah," Alexa said. "For sure." Cherry shrugged. "I guess we all want blow jobs," she said. "Get off the bed, and get on your knees." I had no choice. I did what she said. Cherry was one strong bitch. Plus, I was outnumbered three to one. From my knees, I watched Cherry tug on the knot in her shirt. It came apart, freeing two of the most perfect tits I've ever seen. She tossed the shirt aside, kicked off her cowboy boots and unbuttoned her shorts. Cherry pushed the tattered Daisy Dukes to her ankles and stepped out of them. She was wearing a lacy, pink G-string. I could see through the thin fabric that she had her pubic hair shaved into a thin landing strip. Cherry reached down the front of her panties, hunching over to dig deep. Her hand emerged with a half-hard cock. I didn't have a tape measure, but I'm guessing Cherry had at least nine inches swinging between her smooth thighs. "What do you think of that, cowboy?" she asked. "I think you're a homo," I said. Cherry smiled and then slapped my face. "I'm so glad you're making this fun," she said. "I told you I like to do it the hard way." Cherry grabbed the front of her panties and yanked hard. I heard the fabric tear. She threw the torn G-string to the side and stepped forward. Cherry grabbed the back of my head and smashed my face into her cock. I resisted, turning my head so that my cheek, not my lips, rubbed against the prick. "Open wide, bitch," she said. "Fuck you," I said. "I'll never put that thing in my mouth!" Cherry grabbed a handful of my hair and jerk my head up so that I had no choice but to look her in the eyes. They burned with intensity. She slapped me across the cheek again. "You can either suck the dick or on the barrel of my .357," Cherry said. "It's up to you." I thought about what the cold steel of a gun barrel must feel like between your lips a second before a deafening blast sent pieces of brain through the back of your head. "Fine," I said. "Let's do this." Cherry had a half-chubby going when she first stuck her cock into my mouth, but she stiffened up quickly. I tried to remember the best blow jobs I'd had and to copy them them. I knew enough to keep my teeth out of the way and to make sure I had plenty of saliva for lubricant. I held on to Cherry's hips and started bobbing my head. She relaxed, letting her hands lay limply on top of my head. Biting down never occurred to me, even though Cherry was forcing me to do something I'd never dreamed of doing. I don't know what clicked or how, but as I slurped Cherry's pole, I actually started enjoying it. Subservience began to grow on me. With chicks, I was always the one in control. But not with Cherry. My life rode on her satisfaction. Cherry let me start the blow job slowly. I was taking about half her prick into my mouth on the down strokes. Every time I looked up, she was looking back down at me. "That's right, baby," she said in a near-whisper. "Take that cock." But she soon wanted more. Cherry palmed the back of my head with one hand. She forced me to take her whole schlong into my gullet. I gagged. Cherry let me pull back. "Relax your throat, baby," she said. "Let it happen." Cherry pushed my head down her pole again. I gagged but not as hard. When my head went back, I took a quick breath through my nose. Cherry forced me down a third time. I didn't gag. "There you go, darlin'," Cherry said. "You're getting the hang of it. You're practically a natural." She started picking up the pace, her thrusts becoming harder and faster. My nose plowed into her muff every time she thrust her hips forward. She was grunting like an animal. "Oh, yeah!" she said. "Suck that cock!" I found myself craving Cherry's cum. I wanted to know what it would be like to take a hot, slimy load in my mouth. But Cherry suddenly yanked her cock out of my lips. "Not yet, bitch," she said. "I'm saving it for later." Cherry grabbed the hair at the top of my head. She dragged me to my feet. Then she shoved me hard. I fell back on the bed. The look in Cherry's eyes scared me. "You little fuckin' whore," she said. "You're about to get a fucking you won't believe." Cherry grabbed my ankles and hoisted my feet into the air. "Alexa, lube this bitch," Cherry said. "What about my blow job?" Alexa whined. "Grease this whore's ass or your next, cunt!" Cherry said. "I wish," Alexa said with a perverted smile. Obviously pissed, Alexa opened a nightstand drawer and pulled out a tube. She squirted some clear gel on her fingers and knelt on the floor next to Cherry and I. She used her fingers to work the lube into my cornhole while Cherry held up my feet and glared at me. When Alexa moved away, Cherry leaned forward. I felt her cock slip between my ass cheeks. The head of her prick pressed against my bunghole without penetrating it. I took a deep breath and tried to relax. Cherry hit me with the full nine inches all at once. I won't lie. The first rush of cock up the ass hurt like a son of a bitch. I let out an involuntary, "uh!" Cherry laughed. "I love fucking virgins," she said. Alexa and Lisa giggled as Cherry started pumping me, gradually picking up speed and intensity. Her cruel, thousand-yard stare never went away. I was her fuck toy. She had total control over me. My ass began to adapt. Intense pleasure replaced the pain. No one had even touched my prick and pre-cum was already forming at the tip. I didn't know jizzing was possible without least some contact. Cherry was working miracles. But she was about to up the ante. As she hammered my ass, Cherry leaned forward and wrapped her hands around my throat. She restricted the airflow without cutting me off completely. But I still wasn't getting enough oxygen. Everything started growing black. I thrashed around, thinking I was going to suffocate. Cherry refused to let me go. Consciousness slowly drifted away. Just before total blackout, Cherry let go. Air rushed into my lungs. I was suddenly back, hyper aware of everything. It was as if every nerve ending on my body had been instantly primed to take in the slightest touch. Cherry tensed up, gave me one final stroke and came deep inside my asshole. She pulled away and breathlessly stumbled back into a chair in the corner of the room. "OK, girls," Cherry said. "He's all yours." Alexa, who was naked and hard, came over and looked down at me. But she didn't want me missionary style. "Flip over, bitch," she said. I got into the doggy-style position. Lisa, also naked, sat on the bed with her back against the wall and her stiff cock in her hand. She started stroking herself. Alexa grabbed my hips and rammed her cock inside me. My hole was already stretched out from Cherry's fucking, so all I felt was pleasure. Goosebumps formed on my arms as Alexa grunted away. She grabbed a handful of hair at the back of my head and pulled hard. "Move that ass, skank!" she yelled. Alexa was doing me hard, but I wanted it even harder. "Hey, slut," I said. "Your whore girlfriend just finished fucking me. You like sloppy seconds?" Alexa responded with a slap on the ass and an atom bomb of a thrust. Then she pulled out. "On your fucking back!" she yelled. I did as I was told. Alexa and Lisa flanked me, pointing their cocks at my face. Each furiously stroked themselves. Lisa came first. The first shot out of her cock splattered across my cheek. The second drew a line across my face from my eyebrow to my mouth. Her jizz kept coming until my face was an absolute mess. As Lisa's love juices streamed down my face, Alexa shoved her cock into my mouth. She unloaded hard, filling my mouth with her salty dick snot. When she pulled out, a tiny stream of cum sneaked out the corner of my mouth. "Don't you fuckin' swallow," Cherry said. She flopped onto her back on the bed next to me and opened her mouth wide. "Fill 'er up," Alexa said. I flipped over and positioned my mouth an inch above Cherry's mouth and let Alexa's cum dribble onto her tongue. Then Cherry did the same to Lisa, who copied the move to Alexa. Then it was my turn to get the cum again. Alexa transferred the cum back into my mouth with a long, deep French kiss. Some of the seed spilled down our chins. I swallowed most of it. Cherry suddenly grabbed me by the shoulders and threw me onto my back. She put her mouth on my cock. Her warm, wet mouth enveloped my member. It didn't take long for the cum to rise through my loins and shoot hard into her mouth. She sucked every last drop out of my prick and then sealed her lips tightly shut. She moved up my body and let her face hover over mine. Then Cherry did the strangest thing. After all this abuse, she smiled sweetly at me. I took it as a peace gesture. Boy, was I wrong. She spit my own cum onto my face. Then she slapped me again. "Cum slut!" she said. I stared in disbelief, as Cherry, Alexa and Lisa got off the bed and got dressed. Lisa opened the door and was the first one out, followed by Alexa. Cherry looked back over her shoulder. Cum Slut! "Check out time is 11 a.m.," she said. "See you then." Cherry winked and closed the door. As I lay there with cum still oozing down my face, I could hardly believe what had just happened. It was true that I liked it, but I'd had enough excitement for one night. I cleaned up and got dressed. I left the key on the nightstand and headed for the Harley without bothering to stop at the office to checkout. The engine roared to life, and I was gone. I was doing laundry at a hotel in San Francisco two days later when I found a business card in my duffel bag. It was from The Cactus Inn. One of the girls must have slipped it in the my bag during their orgy. The back had some writing on it. "Stop by anytime, cowboy." I was planning to head back east through Montana and the Badlands. But I started thinking about going back the way I came-- through the desert and spending another night at The Cactus Inn. Cum Slut Cabin Visit We've been planning on you coming to see the log cabin at the Center for some time and you drive up expecting to see just me waiting there on the front porch. We have several trees that need to be removed near the cabin. Since we talked to set up the visit, my friends Steve and Stu came by with some equipment to make taking out the trees easier, so we have been doing that on your drive up. You take a seat on the porch and enjoy watching us work and sip from the Frei Brothers bottle of wine you have brought along. Steve and Stu are both in their early 50s, fit and nice looking. It's the wrong time of the month for all the usual "no holes barred" fun the 2 of us had planned but you are getting excited watching my friends at work! The wine is working its magic and a blow bang you've seen on Rexxx.com comes to mind. I come over to tell you we will be finished in a few minutes and they will be out of here and we can do our thing. You whisper in my ear that if they are willing, you'd like to suck all three cocks! I tell you to go inside and get yourself ready and I am going to send them in without telling them anything and it's up to you to get them to let you suck their cocks! We're finished and they are in the cabin. After 3 or 4 minutes I come in and your persuasion must have worked because you are on your knees with your tits in their hands and their cocks in your hands! Steve and Stu I see you have become acquainted with my Personal Cum Slut!! She told me a few minutes ago that she thought she would like to suck 3 cocks! I like the idea but I think we can have even more fun with those big tits and her tight ass since her juicy pussy is off limits today. I really want to see her suck 3 cocks at once and then I'm going to turn her over to you boys to use her as you please! Cum Slut show us how you can suck cock! With you on your knees we're all going to stand in front of you and let you take turns but you need to have one in each hand and one in the mouth all the time unless we tell you otherwise! Start by taking the General out of my shorts and take him all the way in! I want to feel the back of your throat first! Steve and Stu push her head down on my cock and hold it there! Lick my balls and tell me you can't wait to suck 3 cocks! Okay it's Steve's turn, Stu, push her head down and hold it! Count to 10. Make her gag! That's it Cum Slut suck his cock like it was the General! Okay, Stu your turn to fuck her face! Reach up there and take her head in your hands and fuck her throat! Keep stroking the General and Steve, Cum Slut! Okay now suck each one a few strokes and keep changing until I tell you to stop! Look at this Cum Slut sucking 3 cocks! That's it guys grab a big handful of tits. Those big tits are some mighty fine fucking! Let's all 3 stroke our cocks for her to watch! I know she likes that! Come along and lick our balls while we stroke for you, Cum Slut! We should all have worked up a full load of cum and there ought to be pre-cum on the tips of each cock! I think you need to have a pre-cum tasting! You have a lustful smile at the thought of such a tasting! We'll each bring up a drop for you to taste! You start with Steve and he squeezes out a big clear drop the starts to run down the head but your tongue captures it all and you suck out just a bit more. You swirl it around your mouth like a fine wine and pronounce it is of excellent quality! Stu steps up a strokes a big clear drop onto your waiting tongue and you savor it by licking it over the head of his cock. Also excellent! The General, always a copious pre-cummer, produces a flood that coats your tongue and once again you swish it around like fine wine! Like a good Cum Slut you declare that they are all vintage quality pre-cum and that you can't wait for the full load, times three! I'm going to take a seat and let you two do whatever you want! Get creative! There are several cedar benches, padded folding chairs and a table you can use. After my Cum Slut brings me a beer, I'm going to sit here and watch her be fucked by you two! It seems that Stu has some nipple clamps that have a chain between them that he is screwing onto Cum Slut's erect nipples! I like how hard and red they are and reach over and give the chain a little tug! Cum Slut takes a drink of wine while the clamps are being screwed down! Steve tells Cum Slut to lie on her back on the table with her head off the end. It's just about right for deep fucking her face and he can hold the chain like a set of reins on a horse. Stu is the gadget man and pulls out a 9" dildo that he tells her to make it wet with saliva before he probes her tight ass with it! Steve, Stu and the dildo take turns fucking her face! They push two cedar benches together side my side and tell her to get on the bench on her knees with her ass in the air and head on a pillow on the bench. Stu tells her to reach back and spread her ass open for the dildo to enter! We are all watching from behind as he rubs it around to moisten the sphincter with her juice, then Steve and Stu both spit on the head of the dildo as Stu eases the head in! Slowly, slowly just past the rim of the head. Now she is relaxed and he pushes in with one strong steady slow stroke! In to the hilt! Nine inches into her tight ass and she can feel the orgasm welling up inside! Steve takes a seat on the pillow and pushes her mouth down on his bulging cock as Stu begins to fuck her ass with the dildo. The weight of the chain is tugging at her nipples and she can see the General stroking his cock. Sensory overload!! Stu turns to the General and asks if it's OK to spank her ass to give her cheeks a nice cherry glow and he says "Go for it"! So with one hand he is deeply probing her anus and the other he gives a big open handed swat to alternating ass cheeks! Cum is visibly running down her legs as she moans with Steve's cock deep in her throat! Stu leaves the dildo in place and tells Steve to change places with him and he moves into position but before he sits he pulls her head up to lick his balls and tell him how good it feels to submit! Steve removes the dildo and replaces it with his cock wet from her mouth juices and places a hand on each hip and drives his cock in to the hilt and begins to pound her ass with ferocity! Stu is moving her head up and down on his cock with his hands as she struggles not to gag! They are mercilessly using her mouth and ass! The General has an idea that may bring that other hole into play! It seems to him that the cum he sees gushing out of her pussy is running clear which probably means that it's safe to take a plunge into that hot wet pussy of hers. He asks Steve to move aside long enough for him to insert the dildo in her throbbing pussy and it comes out clean! Hey guys I think she is ready to be made airtight! Let's get her on her back with her head off the bench and Steve you fuck her mouth while Stu straddles her and fucks those tits and I'm going to try this pussy and ass for a little to check it out before we make her airtight! A COCK IN ALL 3 HOLES!! That's it Stu, rein in those big tits with that chain and fuck that tit pussy of hers! Steve go deep in her mouth and when Stu backs off you fuck her tits from that direction! It's my favorite position. I say it's an all clear on her juicy wet pussy and we can all visit there too! Steve is in her mouth, Stu is fucking those big tits and the General is alternating between pussy and ass. Time to switch! Everyone take a turn on those tits and mouth at this angle! Okay Cum Slut on your knees with your ass in the air I'm going to sit on the bench and you are going to suck my cock and Steve and Stu are going to tag team you from behind. You boys alternate and take your pick of either hole. You can hammer that juicy wet cunt of hers or stretch that tight sphincter of her asshole. I'll give you the sign to switch and let the other one have his way with her! So Stu you've decided on that juicy wet cunt of hers! I'm glad we figured it was all clear for use. She cums in buckets, as you can see from how wet she is and running down her legs. Steve your turn, let's see her squirm when you stretch her ass! Fuck her cunt for just a bit to get your cock wet then ease the head in and thrust it all in at once! That's it, now put your hands on her hips and pound that ass! Even better, fill your hands full of those big tits and pound her ass! You guys take a couple more tags while she licks my balls and sucks on the General! Alright now Cum Slut you stay in that position but Stu and Steve, you 2 sit beside each other on a bench. She's going to alternate blowing you 2 while I alternate between cunt and ass! Stu, while she's is running her tongue up and down your cock, I'm going to fuck her ass and Steve, when you are fucking her face I'll be ramming the General in her cunt with my balls slapping on her clit! Damn! Too many ways to show off this Cum Slut's skills are running thru my head! I want to fuck those massive tits for a while! So I'm going to sit on the bench now and have Stu and Steve stand on either side of me and stroke their cocks to keep them up while Cum Slut, on her knees, gets my cock good and wet to fuck those tits. When she gets it ready them she takes a cock in each hand and alternates sucking you two while I power fuck these big tits! That's it, deep throat those dicks! Push her head down on your cock when she sucks it! That's it suck those cocks and get ready to be made airtight! Alright she's ready for the big finish! We are going to have a cock in every hole at the same time! Make her airtight! Push two of these benches together and Steve you lay down. Cum Slut is going to ride your cock with her gushing wet cunt and Stu you come up from behind a fuck that tight asshole. I am going to stand just to the right side so I can fuck her throat deeply! First I want to see her riding Steve's cock! That's it, now slow it down so Stu can get the rhythm and thrust deep in your ass on the down stroke! Yeah just like that! Now I am coming around to complete the job of making you airtight! I have my hands dug in to your hair so I can push the General in as far as he has ever been! Deep into that part of your throat that produces the slickest juice so I can really fuck your throat deep! That's it! We're all in and this Cum Slut is airtight! Now make sure she knows she has 3 rock hard cocks deep inside her! Steve's face is buried in those gigantic tits! We all 3 ride her to the brink of ejaculation! I always like to see my Personal Cum Slut swallow cum. Once more I want her on her knees facing all 3 cocks. We are going to stroke our loads into her mouth for her to swallow every drop! Steve you go first whatever you need to do or have her do to make you cum, go for it! Steve wants a bit more deepthroat and he pops a big, hot, white load on her outstretched tongue! Stu, same thing, whatever it takes, let's see her take your load. Stu reattaches the nipple clamp chain and steps behind her pulls her head back to put his balls in her mouth, stokes his cock with the right hand and tugs the chain with his left hand. Damn, that is creative! Then he cums on her tits and we all watch her lick him and those cum covered tits clean of every drop! Time for the General and he moves Cum Slut to the bench on her back with her head off the bench so he can fuck her tits while she licks his ass and balls. Ready to blow he pulls back and unloads a white hot load in her wide open mouth! She swallows and SMILES! Cum Slut Cathy No. 01 Introduction: I am taking Cathy out of the Sorority Sisters series. She is so productive that if I leave her there she will overwhelm the other girls. And for the same reason, she deserves a spotlight all her own. She has earned it; she is in a class by herself. I have an archive of her exploits begging for exposure. Cathy is a true slut -- an exhibitionistic, masochistic submissive, who is willing and able to try most anything, and a girl who goes into withdrawal if she is not behaving like a bad girl. I asked her to pick the title for this series, and she picked the one above. It could as easily been Piss Slut or Pain Slut. She is learning to tolerate more and more pain and punishment. As a submissive, she craves the abuse and humiliation that such a woman attracts. I work with her ex-husband, Eric, to set up the scenarios that let us give her what she needs. Eric does all the heavy lifting, bless him. I just ideate. Since I have an evil, nasty, sadistic mind I do make a contribution. Not long ago Cathy and I chatted about what she is ready for, what might be missing in our current play, and/or what she fantasizes about. And what she fears, which is kind of a fun topic. This was my attempt to recalibrate with my friend and favorite submissive, and be sure we were doing to and for her what she needed in her sexual evolution. The scenario reported here was our attempt, Eric and I, to set up a lesbian gang bang for her, an experience high on her fantasy list. And to incorporate a natural extension of some fetish play that we began a short while ago, also an outgrowth of that calibration discussion. This is an account of a mostly-girl gang bang, and you may need a score card to keep track of the players. Here it is. Karen is Cathy's sister, and this takes place at her house, in her absence. Cathy is dog-sitting for Karen's animal, Cindy, who was in heat. We also needed a neutral place to hold this orgy, and Karen's basement was nearly perfect: half finished, and half raw, with a floor drain for clean up after the bodies are carted away. Donna and Mark are Cathy's ex-neighbors, both of whom she seduced before they moved away. She introduced Donna to Sapphic love, and let Mark experience his first ass fuck. Misty is a woman she met in a bar one night, and with whom she has developed a nice Sapphic affair. Tina is Eric's girl friend from a work relationship, whom he introduced to Cathy for part of a punishment session, as Cathy calls them, and who became bisexual as a result. She seems to have a nice dominant/sadistic side. Cheryl and Laura are introduced in context, both new to this sexual adventure-play with Cathy, and brought to the party by Misty. Jason is a friend of Tina's, and participated in a different session not long ago. So that's the team that took Cathy on for a day: three males and five females. If you want to know more about what Cathy has done prior to this punishment session, you can get a good sample by reading her accounts in the Sorority Sister series here on my site. With that background, I turn you over to Cathy, to read her account of this special gang bang session. I hope you enjoy her submission, and the depravity that her friends' devious minds conjured up to abuse her and make her suffer for our entertainment. The event took place over several hours on a Saturday. She reported it in three pieces over the next two days. Be WARNED. This is an account of BDSM party, a gang bang and sexual abuse session. Cathy gives herself willingly into the hands of these eight tormentors, but they are not squeamish about how they use and abuse her. If you do not enjoy reading about this type of sexual play, please leave now and find something more suited to your tastes. But if you get off on watching a pretty woman be bound, whipped, clamped, severely abused, degraded and humiliated, read on. Susan James ********* Time: Sunday, late morning Hi, Susan. Or should I call you Boss Cunt? I just got on-line for the first time. I spent the night at Karen's, recovering from yesterday's experience. Things were definitely different yesterday. And I have to tell you that five bitches can be harder on a girl then men can.... I'll update you as I can, probably in chunks. Right now I'm busy getting things ready before Princess gets home. I have to admit that I was a little pissed at some things that happened yesterday, but overall I survived and the "humiliation" factor was well over the bar. But I was afraid that my pussy or ass was going to suffer permanent damage a couple times. And this was my first experience being tortured upside down. I still don't know how I feel about that, except sore and achy. And I was dizzy much of the time. Dizzy blonde, huh? But don't worry; the orgasms were plentiful, and kept coming even when I didn't want any more. As you mentioned not long ago, forced orgasms are a good example of an agony and ecstasy experience. I'll try giving you some more reports when I have time, but here's something for starters: Eric met me at Karen's and helped me get her dog, Cindy, tucked away upstairs. Because she was in heat we closed her in the Master Bath. Then we went down to the basement to begin. He had me strip naked for him, doing it slowly and sexily. I was already all hot and bothered so that felt just right. It's strange, you know, doing a strip tease for a man you used to be married to, and without music and on a bare concrete floor. When I was naked, he did the wrists-to-throat tie pretty much like last week. But then he laid me on the cold floor and strapped a pair of leather ankle cuffs on me. He put ropes through the steel loops on them and led them over a beam in the basement ceiling. That's when I realized what he was up to. He pulled the ropes taut and tied my legs up in the air so that I was lying on my back. He left me that way until Tina came. When she got there, she helped him with the rest of his bondage plan. Together they pulled me up so that I was hanging upside down from the basement ceiling with my legs spread wide apart. I was pulled up until Eric was satisfied that my pussy was face-high for Tina. Then he tied me off. Then he took metal clamps, the black kind you can get at office supply stores, and attached one on each nipple. He let the first one go and it snapped shut hard on my left nipple. Jesus Christ, did that hurt! I let out a yelp. He went easier with the second clamp, but it hurt something awful too. Those clamps are strong. While I was hanging there, moaning in pain, he put a length of twine through each clamp and led them over another ceiling beam. He tightened the twine enough that the clamps were pulling my tits, and body, forward so that I hung at a slight angle. Not much -- I think any more and the clamps would have ripped my nipples right off -- but enough to really keep my nipples stretched taut and my breasts distorted a bit into cones. That hurt like hell unless I did a slight belly crunch to bend "forward," and take the tension off the twine. I did that as long as I could, but my muscles would tire and I would have to relax to ease that pain. And then, of course, the tension would pull and stretch my nipples again. I had to keep choosing between the two types of pain. And regardless, the clamps squeezing my nipples filled my breasts with a burning ache all the time. That was cruel. The more I crunched, the more tired I became. And the harder I dropped back out of the crunch, the harder my nipples got yanked and stretched. But I'm not going to get any sympathy from you, am I? You love seeing me in this kind of no-win situation, don't you? Bitch . This was when the surprise visitors arrived. I had expected this would be a small party, with just Eric and Tina to abuse me. But then Donna and Mark showed up, followed shortly by Misty and two other girls. One of them I'd seen with Misty several times. Her name is Cheryl. She's a cute girl, a tad overweight but still attractive. She was pretty aggressive too. I've had a drink with the two of them a few times and often felt that she was a little jealous of me and Misty. If so, she got her revenge yesterday. The other girl's name is Laura. Closer to my age with a very nice body but her face makes her look older. She had bleached hair, and it was obviously a home-done job. I hate when girls mess with their hair on their own. Anyway, here I was hanging naked by my ankles with my legs spread and my pussy on display, my arms tied up tightly behind my head, and my nipples being pulled to lengths I've never experienced. All in front of seven fully dressed people, five of whom I've had sex with, one that I knew casually, and one I'd never seen before. I knew then that I was in trouble... More later when I get the chance. C. ********* Time: Sunday, late in the evening. Sorry for the delay. Princess wanted to watch a movie with me tonight so I spent some quality time with her. Then she started feeling bad before bedtime. I think her dad let her eat too much junk this weekend. She's OK now. I am tired as hell so I'm not sure how far I'll get with the rest of this. I don't want to screw it up, so if I have to, I'll break and give you the rest tomorrow. I was hanging by me feet. And yes those black metal clamps hurt worse than anything I've had used on me before. I cried out pretty loud on the first one. Eric fucked up and just let it snap closed on me! My eyes did tear up a few times during all of this. He was more careful with the second one, but it still hurt like hell too. The girls had a good laugh at my situation. When they came in it was pretty much a combination of taunting me and greeting me. And they all stripped completely naked and stayed that way the rest of the day. They joked and laughed at me, and made lewd remarks about my body and bondage. They ran their hands over my body, caressing and pinching, clearly ready to have at me. One of the few advantages of hanging upside down, maybe the only one, is that I had a snake's eye view of everyone's genitals. Kinda cool. Eric had done some briefings, directly with Donna and Tina, and indirectly through Misty to Cheryl and Laura. And the first thing they wanted done was to see me actually get pissed on. Eric and Mark both happily stood on either side of my front and pissed on my face for them. Being upside down, I got a lot up my nose and sputtered and sneezed it out. This made the girls laugh hysterically, and made me feel mortified. Just to let you know, they had worked out some ground rules about who would get to do what with me. I wasn't going to get any dick from the guys. Instead, they would get to watch the girls fuck me over, and the girls would take care of the guys when they got too horny to handle it. The guys' job was to keep me bound and controlled and pee on me and provide the cum that would be used on me. As it turned out, the guys were not the only ones who got to pee on me. So much for rules, but who cared? And don't worry; I was still going to get fucked. They had all of my toys and a few of their own for that. Unfortunately, they had more of those fucking metal clamps, too. And Tina put one on each pussy lip. God that hurt. Then she rubbed my clit to get it aroused and put one directly on it. I was trying my best not to cry at this point, but I couldn't control it. It hurt so bad I couldn't help myself. Tears ran up into my hair. Or down, depending on how you view it. I was panting and groaning but all that accomplished was to make me move my body, and have the twine pull on the nipple clamps. Shit. Then Donna and Misty each took a fly swatter and got behind me and started spanking my ass. Not only did this hurt, but it caused me to jump and shake and jerk my nipples again and again against the restraints on them. I was begging them to let up on something. One was bad enough, but the nipples, ass and clit combined were too much for me. Plus all that blood rushing to my brain! I thought I was going to pass out before it was over. They finally stopped with the spanking and removed the clamps from my pussy. I don't know if I screamed with that pain, but if I didn't I don't know how I kept quiet. Then Eric and Mark pulled the twine on my nipples to try to raise me farther into the air. I was crying out in agony at this. They didn't raise me far but it was hurting really bad. They held me there and had Misty undo the clamps. I swung back and forth when she released my nipples. I know I screamed then; I hurt my own ears and the yell echoed around the basement walls. My nipples were in complete agony after she removed the clamps. I wanted desperately to rub them and ease the pain, but of course I couldn't. Misty stopped me from swinging and she and Tina got down and began sucking my nipples. This hurt but also had me stirring too. My nipples were ultra sensitive now. Then it was fly swatter time. Now each girl had one (Eric is a sadist. He made sure to have one for each girl). They just walked around me whipping me at will. The air echoed with the sound of plastic smacking girl-flesh as they circled me and beat me with a fever of energy. The whips didn't hurt so much as they stung. And they made a loud smacking sound when they hit me. It was like a swarm of wasps whose bite made a noise. I was yelping and bopping around, reacting to some hits and trying to avoid others. Fat chance. The five whips were coming at me from all directions, and I could not protect myself or move away. My hoarse voice blended with the sound of the whips hitting flesh and the laughter and giggling of the girls. I was being hit everywhere, all at once it seemed. From the bottoms of my feet -- talk about painful -- up and down my thighs, flush on my wide open pussy -- that made a wet sound -- across my belly and back, and all over my breasts. When one of them hit a nipple the pain screamed through my whole breast like a jolt of electricity. I know I screamed then. Who else in that room would make such awful sounds? But they gave me no sympathy; the whips just kept falling on my vulnerable skin. I felt like I was on fire, burning up slowly from the heat of a nearby roaring blaze. I wailed and begged and pleaded for them to stop. But I refused to use my safe word; I didn't want them to know I was broken. And then I realized I couldn't remember it. And they had been instructed to ignore any other plea because it would be natural for me to beg for release. If I really wanted release I would use the safe word. I thought, Pick an easier word next time, you dumb bitch. I'm not sure how long this actually went on. I was losing track of time a lot by then. But when they stopped beating me, I just hung there panting and weeping. I could hardly breathe. I think now that it may be possible to die of suffocation from a beating or tickling, when you just cannot get enough air into your lungs. But maybe you pass out first, and your body can breathe normally when you are unconscious. Sort of a physical fail-safe mechanism. When I had regained my breath, and my eyes were again focusing, I realized I had been sobbing uncontrollably. My face was wet with tears. Actually, my forehead and hair were wet. And some tears had run down into my ears. An odd thought ran through my mind: that tickles. I looked down (up) at my body, and what I could see looked like I had gotten a sunburn. And that is how my skin felt for a while. It was about this time that Eric announced to the girls that it was Pin-Cathy time. I remember thinking, Oh god. And realized my pussy was leaking all over my ass crack and belly. I was so aroused my body was exuding gobs of pussy juice. I assume this was a result of the whipping, and not in anticipation of the coming torture. But I have begun to stop asking why my body does some of the things it does. Pin-Cathy time involved the distribution of dozens and dozens of wooden clamps. Thank god the metal clamps were put away. It was back to clothes pins and my girl friends went wild with them, putting them all over me. They were giggling sadistically and behaving like they were decorating a Christmas tree. I couldn't begin to guess at how many Eric must have brought. I don't think there was an inch on my poor tits that wasn't pinned. My pussy was covered with them, too, and they were all up and down my arms and thighs, across my belly and sides. Anywhere they could pinch enough skin to attach one. Eric later told me he brought three bags of 50. There were none left over. When they took the pins off we entered another phase of cruel sadism. They took them off one by one, sometimes by opening the jaws and releasing the trapped flesh, sometimes by pulling on the end and forcing it to tear itself loose. The pain was excruciating, and I had quit trying to be a tough girl. I just let loose and howled, again and again as they tortured my flesh. The worst, of course were my nipples, breasts, and pussy lips. I'm surprised I didn't lose my voice, for I screamed bloody blue murder. I'm also surprised the neighbors didn't hear and call the cops. But who would believe that a woman was being tortured in the basement next door. Not is this nice neighborhood. When the last pin had been removed, I hung there exhausted and drenched in sweat. I noticed Eric fucking Misty doggie-style as they both watched me from a foot away. I think watching me writhing in agony right in front of them really got them hot. I guess there is a salivating sadist buried in even the most placid of people. Eric was ready in just a few more strokes, but before he came he pulled out and Misty jacked him off onto my face. Donna gave Mark a BJ around this time, and when he came in her mouth, she bent over me and spat it into my face. Along with her built up dose of saliva. What a degrading thing to do to a friend. Bless you girl. Then they broke out the toys. While I hung there with cum and spittle running off my face, one of them was behind me and started ramming a dildo into my pussy. I don't know who it was but she just fucked the hell out of me with it. Donna took a fly swatter and would smack my tits or the front of my pussy as this was going on. And just when I started to cum they pulled the dildo out of me and gave my pussy a hard, bare-handed spank that caused me to yelp in both pain and frustration. Then they introduced me to a new vibrator. It's pretty much folded or curved. I've never seen one like this. It can go into your pussy but is bent to come up over your clit against your front. You could wear it in panties, although it's a little bulky. But it vibrates both inside you and on your clit at the same time. Eric helped to duct tape it on me and they turned it on and just watched me go. Eric or Mark brought a chair over and they propped my shoulders and head on it. But it wasn't for my relief. (By this time my head felt like it was full of all my blood, and my legs felt like they were getting longer by the minute.) It was so each woman could squat over my face and make me lick her to orgasm while that vibrator did its job on me. But on the plus side, this position relieved some of the strain on my legs, a good thing. This is the part where I pretty much gave in. I let go of any mental resistance and just accepted whatever they wanted to do to me or get our of me. It was one thing being forced to eat Misty and Donna, and even Tina, while everyone watched. I have fucked all of them one on one and with guys. But then when I had to eat two girls who I've never been with, and one of whom I had never even met, in front of everyone... well, I really felt like a whore. And as soon as all five of them had cum on my face they decided to do it again. My neck and shoulders ached, my legs were getting longer, my face was coated in girl cum and pussy juice, and my mouth and tongue were sore. But laughing at my problems, they began again, They took turns sitting on my face, grinding their cunts down on my aching mouth. As I ate them my body erupted in orgasm after orgasm from that strange vibrator running inside my belly and on my swollen, oversensitive clit. By the time I had eaten the five of them to orgasm twice, my jaw ached from the strain, and my mouth was full of the taste and juice of five wet cunts. And my inability to stop my body from responding to that fucking vibrator had me panting with exertion. God, it was hot. Cum Slut Cathy No. 01 I had been begging them to stop that fucking vibrator but they wouldn't. Instead, Cheryl took another dildo and decided that it was time she fucked my ass. And Misty put on the feeldoe and began fucking my mouth with it. Thank god she didn't push it in too far. I was kind of blinded because of her, and more than a little pre-occupied by the vibrator in my pussy and the dildo being rammed into my rectum. This is one of the times I thought my pussy or rectum might be seriously damaged. But by then I didn't give a fuck. I was just resigned to having them do what they wanted. It's so weird. All the pain, the abuse, the sheer nastiness of what they were doing to me -- it had my lust up to fever pitch. I ached to feel real cocks in me. But they were busy elsewhere. While I watched, Eric fucked Donna and Mark fucked Tina. They didn't stop this time; they came inside the girls. So naturally, both girls took turns squatting over my face, making me suck the cum out of their pussies. Everyone was gathered around closely, watching the cum drool out of their used pussies and onto my mouth and on my tongue. The girls giggled and laughed, and jeered at me. Misty just stood there looking freakish with that feeldoe dong sticking out of her. She was actually stroking it like she could make it cum or something. That's all for tonight, Susan. I was about to meet a pair of new visitors for the first time, but I don't want to go into that part yet. So I'll continue tomorrow.... ******** Time: Monday, mid-afternoon. Just got home from work. I'll try to finish this before Princess gets home from school. If I make it too brief and you have questions just ask. You asked about Laura: She was really involved in the slapping and pinning and all that group activity. And she made me eat her both times in the all-girl round-robin on my face, as well. But a lot of the time she did sit back and watch. I think she preferred being a part of the action when it was a group activity, but didn't want to put on a show with just me and her alone. I left off with me still hanging upside down and getting fucked in the butt by Cheryl (using the dildo) and the curved vibrator taped on my pussy, driving me well over the edge. And eating the guys' cum out of Donna and Tina. After enduring this for a while they finally stopped and took the dildo out. Then it became tickle time. I guess the spanking wasn't enough. Now I had all five girls (Misty still with the dong on) finding places to tickle me. I was laughing so hard that it hurt and I began crying from it and finding it hard to breathe. But they just continued. Then I began peeing myself. I didn't realize I was doing it until they started yelling about it. I pissed a shower all over myself. This is when Jason and Rosco arrived. They came in just in time to watch me piss all over myself, and take part in the next round of "Piss On Cathy." Watching me piss myself seemed to trigger their need to empty bladders. My head and shoulders were put back on the chair and each of them pissed on me. I don't mean the guys. The girls all took a turn and squatted over me, soaking my face and hair and chest in hot urine. Then Eric, Mark and Jason joined in. Jason was too hard to release his piss, so Cheryl gave him a hand job and had him cum into my open mouth.. .. Then he peed on me. Eric and Mark had no trouble and drenched me in turn. I was lying there dripping pee from eight people, while they all stood around laughing at me and making obscene remarks. I think Cheryl was the worst. She was really becoming the aggressor towards me now. I did not like her pissing on me. And seeing her jack off Jason before he peed bothered me for some reason. As I half hung, half lay there, I noticed something. As the warm urine splashed and flowed over me, some got in my mouth and I involuntarily swallowed. The tastes varied. Some had strong flavored pee, some had mild. I remembered you remarking once that the taste of a person's pee is heavily dependent on what he or she has eaten. Another passing thought: Shit, I'm becoming a connoisseur of human urine. And speaking of piss, I was actually getting pissed that none of the guys had fucked me. As much as I was enjoying everything they were doing to me, I really, really wanted to get fucked. I hadn't believed it when they said that the guys couldn't fuck me this day, that I belonged only to the girls. I was looking forward to getting fucked. But this was being denied to me. The girls wanted to try out the feeldoe on me. So I was finally untied and taken down. What a relief. My head reeled for a time as the blood flowed back around my body and out of my head. Then a rope was tied around my waist and tied to the overhead beam. I was forced to bend over as far as possible and my bound arms were tied to my knees. So I was stuck bent double with no way of straightening up. Misty was already wearing the feeldoe so she fucked me first. I was being banged in my pussy by her and Cheryl got in front of me and pushed the dildo that had been in my ass into my mouth and was making me suck it. Talk about being humiliated; here I was sucking a fake cock that had just come out of my ass. Yuck. (Did I mention that I was loving all this?) I came really fast from this abuse. Keep in mind that I had only recently had that vibrator killing me with orgasms. So this didn't take much. Misty kept it up until she came then offered the feeldoe to Donna, who willingly took her turn fucking me with it. After she got off, Cheryl took over and let Tina ram the dildo down my throat. Then Laura fucked me and Tina fucked me last. Each girl came while fucking me and I'm pretty sure that I came with each girl, too. But the truth is, the whole thing became a blur of cocks, dildos, vibrators, and orgasms. When things slowed down, the spitting contest began. Eric, Mark and Jason got to stand in front of me while one of the girls sucked them off. Everyone sat around to watch the show. Laura sucked Eric, Tina sucked Mark, and Cheryl sucked Jason. I think this is the only time Laura put on a solo show for everyone else. The lust-laden atmosphere must have affected her. I had to watch each of the guys get blown and all I wanted was to be sucking them myself. Watching these cock sucking demonstrations was another cruel torture, but I did reap some small benefit. When each guy ejaculated, the girl who took his cum in her mouth, pushed my head back and spat the cum and saliva mix into my face. Then the girls just held me that way and kept spitting into my face. All of them except for Donna did this. Believe it or not, this was worse than the piss. The spitting was just so insulting, so degrading! When they were done I had cum and spittle just dripping off my face. This was a totally new thing for me, and really disgusting. And arousing. As I hung there like a human horse shoe, I could feel my juices running down my legs. Sometimes I do not understand how my mind and body work. Then it was break time. They ordered pizza and told me that I was going to have to put on a show for the pizza guy. I told them that I couldn't because I didn't want any locals saying anything to my sister, or her finding anything out. Eric agreed, so instead they just tied me down on the floor and put that bent vibrator in me and turned it on again. I lay there with cum and spittle drying on my face as we waited for the pizza guy to come. I was in a sexual agony. That damn vibrator kept pulling orgasms out of me. I came repeatedly, and pissed myself again, to boot. I had pretty much lost control of my body by then. I can't complain, really. After all, I had voluntarily given it to them for their use, and they certainly were using it well. Susan, I really do like giving up control and being abused and humiliated, and they were doing a fine job of it. I'm just surprised at the girls, at how energetically sadistic they were. My girl friends were absolutely gleeful as they beat, humiliated, and tortured me. They make the guys look like pussies. The pizza finally came and they all just sat there eating it watching me squirm and moan as that damn vibe abused my clit. Cheryl reached over once in awhile and gave one of my nipples a nasty twist and pinch. Each time I had an orgasm she gave my tummy a congratulatory pat, with a "Nice job, slut." Fortunately, the batteries died so I had some relief during half of the time they took to eat. I knew I was in trouble then, too, because Eric began breaking out candles. These were candles set in those small jars. They lit them and I knew what was coming. I dreaded it because I didn't know how many of them knew how to use the candles without burning me severely. While the candles burned and melted the wax, the guys all wanted sex again. Tina agreed to fuck Jason but made him wear a rubber. Eric fucked Misty, and Donna fucked her husband. Not wanting to be left out, Cheryl fucked Laura with my feeldoe. After Eric came in Misty, she squatted over my face and made me suck his cum out of her pussy. Then when she was finished, Tina drained Jason's rubber on my face. Finally, Donna sat on my wet face and drained Mark's cum into my mouth. Again, everybody was in close for good views, and Cheryl scooped up some of Jason's cum with her tongue and fed it to me in a gooey kiss. After that Eric passed out the candles and they organized for a decorate-the-cum-slut party. Since I was already flat on the floor, they left me there. Jason and Mark took my ankles and spread my legs as wide as they could. Then the girls all took turns pouring the hot wax on me. They poured it all over my front, but concentrated on my tits and pussy. Some of it burned and made me jump and yell. But other times they held the candle too high, and the melted wax cooled enough as it fell to just kind of splash on me. It was never so bad that it hurt too much. But it did burn quite a bit at times. The flesh of my abused pussy lips was especially tender. When they finished pouring the hot wax on me, the guys all pissed on me again. (The beer they were guzzling seemed to run right through them.) They were able to wash much of the hardened wax off my tits and belly with their hot piss, but it had little effect on the wax on my pussy. They had to pull that wax off because it was melted into my pussy hair. DONT DO THIS WITH PUBIC HAIR. They weren't very gentle, and some of what little hair I have was ripped off with the wax. Damn, that hurts. [Insert Rosco event here] They finally untied me and made me clean the floor. I obediently hosed it down and swept up while staying naked. Then they used the hose and gave me a cold shower. The girls all helped wash me down and rinse me off. Brrrr. Then they started in on me again. Donna had the feeldoe, and Misty had the old strap on. I wound up on top of Donna while Misty fucked my ass. It was a little big for my ass and hurt like hell, but I didn't care. It wasn't a human, but it wasn't animal either. The other girls all stood in front of me and made me eat their pussies while I was DP'd by Misty and Donna. I got them all off this way and Donna came fucking me (I came at least twice). When they were finished Misty had me eat her because she didn't cum with a strap on, of course. She was amazingly wet and I could hear me slurping up her juice as my mouth and tongue worked on her. She's a tasty bitch. Then they rolled me over and each girl took turns licking my pussy. They were sucking my nipples, licking me all over and eating my pussy. They had suddenly changed from brutal to just plain lustful licking and caressing. I came hard and often from this. Then the guys came over and joined the licking/sucking party, and each fucked several girls from behind, as the girls worked on me. The guys just kept switching pussies, fucking the girls all around until each guy got off. Don't ask me who came in whom. When everyone was tired, three of the girls had cum oozing out of their pussies. And I was more than satisfied. Exhausted is closer to the truth. Most of them left after that. I am somewhat confused here. On one hand this was perhaps the greatest, most humiliating, event I have ever gone through. And I don't think I've ever cum as much. But on the other hand I am so pissed about Rosco. I don't get it. Thinking about it now, the humiliation of cumming for him gets me wet even now. But at the same time I feel sick from it. I told Eric that Roscos are out from now on, unless I can get over it myself. And if he doesn't agree then he doesn't have to see me anymore. Don't worry, I'm not cutting Eric out. But in some way I think he's got a harder erection than ever knowing that he pushed me over a line I didn't want to cross. At least not yet. As confused as I am about what happened, I am glad for him. Donna and Mark spent the night with me at Karen's. We slept in Karen's queen sized bed, snuggled a bit tight but warm. And yes, we did have sex again. First, she and I sucked him off after dinner. It took him a long time to cum, which was great for us. Then we let him watch us have sex a couple times, which was fun for all of us. Finally, when all this got him hard again, they DP'ed me. She wore the feeldoe, and I sat on her, and he took my ass from behind, making us into a sex sandwich. Boy do I love double penetration. And in the morning she let me go down on her and let Mark fuck me in my pussy as she watched and cuddled me. That felt warm and gentle, a nice contrast to the long torture session of the day before. So it all turned out well. But once again I am still sore. God it hurt to fuck Donna and Mark overnight, but I just couldn't not do it. I needed it. I did have Eric stop by for a few minutes Sunday afternoon and I gave him a quickie too, just to let him know all was forgiven. Well that was my weekend. Good, bad or otherwise. Gotta go start dinner. ******** Epilogue: I talked with Cathy via email several times, asked some questions, and probed to be sure she was alright. This was her final report to me about this punishment session and its aftermath. ******** The weird thing about Rosco is that I knew you would be enjoying it and in some ways that made it worthwhile for me as it was happening. I think the shame came from actually cumming in front of all of those people. Cheryl was really being a bitch and throughout everything I resented her the most. But she actually was pretty sweet at the end. I think she got out whatever resentment she had over me through everything. Afterwards, she was much different. And she was pretty damn good at licking me all over at the end, too. Talk about a mood swing. Maybe she is just a real strong dominant when she's in the mood. My comments to Eric mean that I do not want someone like Rosco again. However, I did leave the door cracked just a bit in case I ever decide to allow something like that sometime in the future. I have no plans for it, but I don't like using words like "never" because you can't tell when something might change. But it would take a lot for me to want it. And even then I would probably only let him know I would consider it again. And have him surprise me and make it look like I'm opposed to it. But don't get your hopes up. Sore doesn't begin to describe the effect of all those forced orgasms. I felt like I had done a thousand sit-ups, the way my guts were getting after a while. It hurts to cum that often without a break. Weirdest thing I can think of. Each orgasm gets stronger and stronger and feels fantastic to the point that it's an agony and you can't stand it. I would have always thought that continuous orgasms would be the greatest thing on earth. But they are actually so good that they're harmful. Your belly hurts, your legs lose all strength. Your pussy is so tender that the slightest touch both hurts and stimulates, and your brain is mush. It's freaky. Goddamn, I loved it, Susan, and never want it again at the same time. But if I don't get it I'll wish I did, and I know I will be disappointed. Go figure. But I am going to tell Eric to try to give me more of a break at some point. I wanted to use my safe word a couple times but was so winded and out of it that I couldn't say it, and once couldn't remember it (Or was that my way of stopping me from saying it?). I refused to use it with Rosco only because I didn't want Cheryl or the others to know that they had broken me. They had, you know, but I wasn't willing to let them know it. It hurt having sex with Mark and Donna that night, but I had to have a man in me. The same was true for the following morning, and for Eric's quickie. The pain was worth it. I didn't cum for Eric; I just let him fuck me until he did. Once he came I stopped because I needed to. Time to get to bed now. Talk more later, Boss. ******** Post Note: This is Cathy's latest escapade, probably not a good choice to begin a new series about her. But I think if you know more about where she has grown to, you will enjoy the flashbacks to where she came from. And the sexy, weird things she has done along the way. You may have noticed references to Rosco. I am not allowed to describe this interlude in a posting on Literotica. If you want to read about it, write to me and ask for it. I will mail it to you. Paste it into the story where there is a sign [Insert Rosco event here]. If not, cool. And everyone is happy. If you have any thoughts about Cathy and what she is doing, feel free to send them to me. I will forward them to her and let her decide if she wants to respond. If you have thoughts about what you want to see her do, or have us do to her, write to me. All reasonable ideas will be considered. If we use your idea I will note your contribution in the story that uses it. If you are a submissive woman/girl, and are curious about playing with me, write and tell me about yourself. I am a pretty benevolent domme. By the way, the "we" referred to here is Eric and me. We are partners in planning and carrying out Cathy's abuse. Eric has evolved into a wonderful aide and partner in dominance. Nothing we have done with Cathy could have happened without his energy, innovation, creativity, and planning/organizational skills. I hope you enjoy Cathy as much as we do. Susan James Cum Slut Cathy No. 02 Introduction: Cathy's new neighbors include two teens, Donny and Diane, nearly the same age. They are not blood relatives, having been born to different parents, two of whom are now married to each other. But the kids have been raised as siblings since age three. Soon after they moved in, Cathy discovered that Donny was peeping in her windows and patio door, watching her in her sex play. She found much evidence of his masturbation on the patio furniture and floor. Since she is such an exhibitionist, she put on more and more shows for him, including letting be a witness to her threesomes with two girl friends and a couple. Diane has become Cathy's primary baby sitter, and has used Cathy's sex toys with her permission. Cathy has been seducing Diane, and has drawn Donny into her web as well. She deliberately lost a Super Bowl bet with Donny, his $20 against a fuck with her when he turns 18. Diane witnessed the bet but didn't believe Cathy was serious. This is Cathy's account of how things went on the night Donny turned 18. She gave her body to him immediately after midnight, just minutes into his eighteenth year. No welsher, she. We hope you enjoy her play. Susan ************** Tuesday, March 6, 2007 Hey Boss Cunt, I hope you're not upset with me for keeping you in the dark. I spoke with Eric and he thought you might be hurt that I haven't shared my latest with you. Truth is there is nothing to share yet so I was waiting to surprise you with it. I thought you would really enjoy seeing a new message with I Fucked Donny as the subject. But Eric spilled the beans. Well, it hasn't happened yet. As I write this he is still 2 hours and 15 minutes away from turning 18. I told him that if he still wants me to settle the debt, to call me at midnight and I would let him come over to collect. I just put the Princess to bed and took a shower and got ready. I have to admit that I am horny as hell right now. If he backs out I'll be fucking the bedpost! I have the day off tomorrow if I want it. I have told him that if he can get off school that I'm willing to spend the day with him, as long as it's naked day. I'll ask him again tonight if he wants to do it tomorrow or not. I have spoken with Tina and Misty about teaming up with him over the weekend. Tina is all for it because she remembers seeing him and thinks it would be fun. Misty is still thinking about it. I thought we could just take turns wearing his 18-year old dick out and put on some shows for him. As for tonight... I have trimmed up and have thick red ribbon and a large red bow. I plan to wrap one around my tits covering my nipples, then wrap another piece of ribbon down my back, over my pussy and up to the ribbon around my tits, and then tape the bow in place. I'll unlock the sliding door once he calls and be lying in the bed ready for him to come in and open his present. Since I can't surprise you I'll leave you with that picture of me lying on my bed waiting for him for you to dream about. If he backs out I'll go on-line and tell you. If not, you'll just have to wait for morning for me to let you know what happens. Good night C -------- Wednesday, March 7, 2007 -- Morning We did it! Donny called exactly at midnight and wanted to come right over. I made him wait five minutes before leaving, unlocked the sliding door and finished my gift wrapping for him. You should have seen his face when he walked into the bedroom and found me spread eagle with nothing but a large red ribbon and bow on me. I did my best Marilyn Monroe "Happy Birthday" song for him and told him to come open his present. He is pretty inexperienced. Plus this was a first for him. When it came time to fuck, he pulled out a rubber. I told him that I can't have kids, so he didn't need to use it unless he really wanted to. He told me that I was his first fuck without a rubber. So I told him, in that case, my pussy would be the first that his dick would feel, flesh to flesh. The boy came twice in less than ten minutes, and I might be stretching the time a bit. He tore off the ribbon and began feeling me up and sucking my nipples like a newborn, all the while fingering me like mad . I got him to go down on me, which he doesn't have much experience at either. I had to guide him to licking my clit. Then he stripped and jumped on me and shot off in me almost immediately. I ignored the quickness and rolled him over. I licked his nipples for a bit then worked my way down to his dick and balls. I licked his cum and my juice off him and then got on him and rode him. I was surprised at how quickly he came the second time. I continued riding him until I got off. He has an average dick, nothing special about it other than that it is so fresh and inexperienced, and I get to train it now. We talked a little and I was able to get his sexual history. He's only fucked two girls and only a total of five times. His first girlfriend that he fucked was just before he moved here. Then his recent girlfriend fucked him four times before they broke up a few weeks ago. He's been sucked on but never given a real blowjob so I promised to do that for him today. He planned to take off school today, but the weather isn't working in our favor. We're starting to get some snow here so we may end up with schools closed or closed early, which means that the Princess will be home. I might be able to get away with fucking someone while she's in bed, but not while she's up and about. More later C ------------- Wednesday night. Still up so I thought I'd send you a quickie. The weather went against us, but didn't cause school closings, so I went to work and put in a long, productive day. I was in my bedroom getting ready to get under the covers when I heard a tapping at the window that scared the piss out of me. Turns out Donny got home early from his job and saw my light still on and rushed over to see if he could get his rocks off before going to bed. Sure I was tired, but how could I deny his hard young dick? So I quickly went to the door and let him in. He's smarter than I would have given credit. He parked down the street and walked to the door so his parents wouldn't know he was home yet. This time he went down on me first, and continued eating me until he made me cum. He seemed quite pleased with himself. And I was too. After my orgasm eased, he climbed up my sprawled body and fucked me. Once again he came quite soon, and filled me with his young ejaculate. I had forgotten how young men perform. They cum fast, they cum in large quantities, and they recover fast. And they also usually can cum several times in one "sitting." I am looking for a longer, uninterrupted session with Donny to see how typical he is for a teenager. God, you are a bad influence on me. Look what you've got me doing. As we lay there with his young cock softening in me, he asked if he could fuck my ass next time. I asked if he'd ever done that, and he said no. I know he has watched me get ass fucked, though; he has seen me do all kinds of kinky things through my patio door and windows. I told him that I'd be happy to give it up to him if he behaves himself –said with an evil smile. Then I kissed him, and walked him to the door. I stood there naked as he jogged over to his car. Good night, Susan, and I mean it for real this time. C *********** Post Note: David has settled into his new life as Cathy's local fuck toy. He gets either a blow job or fuck or both almost every day. He is living a teen boy's wet dream. And Cathy has invited Diane to come over and watch her suck her brother to orgasm as often as she wants. So far Diane has stopped short of coming in. Instead she stays outside and peeps as her brother did before her. Cathy has offered the same special treatment to Diane that she gave to Donny. And it looks like she will accept. And Donny has confirmed that he would love to fuck his sister if we can arrange that for him. Donny asked Cathy if she would give herself to a buddy of his who will soon turn 18. She counter-offered that she give herself to both of them. After she told me this, we chatted and decided she should give herself to Donny and several of his buddies, but not at her house. She needs to keep her real identity secret or she will become the talk of her town. They went ahead with this plan, and I will be posting her report on it in a day or two. As always, your feedback, either as a message on the story site or an email to me, will be much appreciated. This slutty woman is putting herself out there for our enjoyment. Let her know you appreciate her. Susan James ###