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Kate

By: Closet Desire



Introduction to "Kate"

We start role-playing almost as soon as we can walk and talk. For children it is a pathway from the childish world to the "grown-up" world. For adults, role-play is a pathway back to the realities of the childish, and primal, world, complete with embarrassed giggles, a sense of delightful naughtiness, and an absence of inhibition. You might think the childish world of role play and make believe isn't real, but those who experience it will argue that it is more real. Or, perhaps, many would say both worlds are make-believe. Most of us suppress a giggle of our own when we envision a grown man wanting his lover to play the schoolgirl thinking, perhaps, he must be a pervert. Seldom do we think that the grown woman playing the schoolgirl is doing anything more than humoring him. But is she? For "Kate" it is all giggles and teases until the first loud smack of the paddle on her bare bottom. Then, suddenly, it is all too real. Suddenly she is helpless, controlled, dominated, and subject to the discipline of a harsh headmaster. Does she feel demeaned? exploited? ridiculed? No. Surprisingly she feels adored, desired, and ravished. She wants to feel conquered, possessed, sacrificed. She feels free to let her passions run wild because suddenly, like a schoolgirl, she is no longer responsible for what she feels or for what happens to her. She is no longer an adult, in control of her destiny. She is a child again but enjoying the ravages of adult sensual pleasures. She is also safe.

Kate

I've always liked my job although some might think I'm perverse. There is something about the constant parade of young women-some might call them girls, but I know better-who surround me at the private, all-girl school I run. The one I remember most though is Kate.

Kate was sent to my school by her worried parents who had had enough of her "wild" behavior which included sex with boys, men, and other women. They even confided that they suspected she masturbated. They were terribly fearful of where all this might lead. Secretly I was hoping for her to misbehave when she arrived because, you see, I have my own style of "discipline" which seems effective and gives me quite a lot of pleasure as well. Kate didn't disappoint me.

I met Kate on her first day just minutes after I arrived for work. I sat her down at a computer terminal and instructed her to come to my office at 8.30 where we would discuss the school, the rules, and what she should expect. She said little and turned immediately to the computer. As I walked away I could hear the confident clatter of keys against her fingertips. I wondered what she was doing, but resisted the temptation to turn around and look. As I straightened my office I wondered about her, what she would be like. She was certainly attractive, and mature, for her age. Eager to spend some time with my new charge I decided to peek in on her and start our meeting earlier than planned.

I walked quietly up behind her and was shocked by what I saw on the screen. Flashing by in some sort of slide show fashion was photograph after photograph of nude women. That isn't what really took my breath away. It's what these women were doing, or rather, having done to them. These women were tied up, bound up. Some were in heavy metal chains, others wore rope, and still others were tightly restrained by taut leather straps. The restraints almost all dug deeply into flesh, breasts, and even their crotches. Arms were twisted at the most unusual angles and bodies were mercilessly exposed and vulnerable. It was fascinating to see this young, apparently sexually aware, woman staring so intently at these images. I even perceived that Kate was slowly squeezing her thighs together and grinding her hips into the deep cushion of the chair. Then I noticed that one hand was buried deep between her legs rhythmically, almost absent mindedly, stroking her flesh.

"What do you think you're doing!" I boomed.

She jumped, startled at my sudden interruption, but quickly regained her composure to look straight through me in defiance. I knew I would have my hands full with this girl. I relished the thought.

"Perhaps I should call your parents back right away and tell them, show them, what you're already up to."

She answered slowly.

"No, please don't do that," she stammered. "I'm sure we can sort it out."

"You'll have to be punished. At this school we don't tolerate such wicked behavior from our young girls."

I wasn't sure, but her eyes seemed to flicker with excitement for a moment then it was gone.

"Go on up to my office. We'll get started on your indoctrination now."

She stood up and for the first time I noticed her, really noticed her. She was slender and petite, but with fully developed breasts and the unmistakable sign of arousal as her young nipples pressed pertly through her crisp white blouse. She brushed past me as she walked out of the room and her scent filled my nostrils. I think she was aware of her power over men.

I followed a few steps behind and watched her carefully. She was in uniform, but what she did to that uniform was sinful. Her skirt barely reached below the curve of her bum and, unlike most schoolgirls, she wore stockings with lace tops rather than the usual tights. Every step she took up the stairs revealed her well toned flesh peeking out of her bare knickers. Her legs were shapely and muscular. Her parents had told me she was an athlete who liked running and football. A regular tomboy I had expected, but there was more to this girl. There was nobody around us so I looked carefully up from the stairs and could see the swollen flesh between her legs pressing against her knickers. I was instantly aroused and quickly rearranged myself so I wouldn't be noticed.

Kate stopped just inside my office. I pointed to a short, very short, stool and told her sit upon it. I found that forcing the students to sit on the tiny stool increased my authority over them. When she sat I noticed that her skirt slipped up nearly to her waist, exposing the creamy flesh of her thighs above her stockings. She tried to feign modesty by pulling it down but to no avail.

"You were told of the regulations for your uniform?" I asked her sternly.

"Yea," she replied mockingly.

I looked her over carefully. The buttons of her blouse gaped open against the fullness of her breasts.

"Your blouse is too tight," I told her.

"I can't help it if they're made for little girls," she answered with an edge, thrusting her chest out and forcing the buttons to strain even more.

I ignored her challenge and launched into the same lecture I give all new arrivals.

"You're here because your parents are worried about you. You've been suspended from every other school you've attended. You are here because we have rules guaranteed to put you back into line and help you grow up to be a proper young woman."

Kate snorted.

"Get Up!" I ordered.

Kate didn't move.

"Get UP!" I repeated louder.

This time she complied, slowly, perhaps wondering if she had passed some boundary.

"Get on your knees and bend over the stool. It's time for you to start learning your lessons!"

Kate giggled, but turned and bent over the tiny stool like a little girl. She tried to look back at me as I opened the drawer of my desk and took out a small, black leather paddle. I walked behind her, pressed the flat paddle to her arse and then quickly struck her with it.

Kate laughed.

"Lift your skirt over your bum," I ordered her.

Kate's hands moved slowly toward the hem of her skirt. She was now clearly worried and suddenly modest.

"Do it quickly," I urged.

Kate grasped the hem of her skirt and pulled it clear to her waist. Now the only thing between her tender, toned bum and my paddle was her thin knickers which hugged her every curve.

Without hesitation I smacked her exposed bum with my paddle. She lurched, letting go of her skirt, and cried out. The laughing and giggling had stopped.

"Lift your skirt back up."

She complied and one after another I landed a series blows. Red marks quickly appeared on her exposed white flesh and her giggles turned to whimpers and then deep moans. I stopped.

Kate was writhing, lifting her bum up toward my paddle. Imagine my delight when I saw the dampness spreading on her knickers as her hips undulated. I raised my paddle again and struck her slowly but firmly. With each blow she moaned and shivered. I stopped when she suddenly appeared to convulse and I recognized orgasms racking her tiny body. I returned to my desk, trying not to notice.

"Sit back down."

Kate demurely stood up, straightened her disheveled clothes, and sat down tenderly with a more somber expression on her face. As she sat, she subtly squeezed her thighs together in the same rhythm with which she had writhed earlier.

"Now you have some idea of how we will deal with your misbehavior. As I said earlier, your uniform is expected to fit properly, your skirts are to be the correct length, and you will always respect me and the other teachers here."

Kate looked down and nodded, blushing.

"I want to talk to you about the pictures you were looking at in the computer room."

I paused. Kate looked up, a sudden expression of worry on her face.

"That was a very serious offense and we would normally call in your parents for a conference to discuss it. We might even send you to a psychologist to find out why you..."

Kate interrupted.

"Please, please don't call my parents. Can't we work something out? They'd never understand. Some extra homework, some chores, some sort of punishment?"

I sat quietly, thoughtfully, as I surveyed this pleading young women, suddenly more worried about what her parents might think or do than about what I might think or do. Or, was it all an act? I asked myself. She wasn't as hard as she pretended to be. I decided she was a likely new candidate for my own style of discipline. I was becoming more and more aroused at the prospects of possessing this young creature for my very own.

"Okay, let's talk then."

Kate visibly relaxed, obviously thinking that she had manipulated me into what she wanted. Soon she would realize how wrong she was. Soon she would be in my grasp, helpless, and yet willing.

"Do those pictures excite you?" I asked.

Kate squirmed about upon the stool before looking at the floor and meekly replying "yea."

"Tell me why?"

Kate squirmed a bit more.

"Umm...it turns me on."

"Why?"

"Being helpless, letting somebody else do what they want. It...it...means you can just feel good and not feel guilty because you can't get away."

"Have you ever been bound up like that?" I asked gently.

"No...never...but...I'd like to."

Kate shyly looked up at me. That was my cue.

"I'll tell you what...I'll forget about talking to your parents...if you let me tie you up."

Kate looked surprised, disbelieving. She didn't speak right away so I just waited.

"Okay," she finally said in a wavering voice.

I rose from my desk and unlocked a cupboard. Opening the cupboard I reached inside for length of stout rope. I could feel Kate's eyes trying to peer past my body at the contents of my cupboard.

"Don't look at me!" I snapped. I didn't even need to turn around to know that Kate's eyes were now submissively locked on the floor. Perhaps she was doubting if she wanted to go through with this after all.

I stepped behind Kate and ordered her to hold her arms high in the air. She obeyed immediately and I began to bind her wrists tightly together with coil upon coil of the rope. She whimpered from time-to-time as I knotted and tested her bonds. Finally, I tossed the loose end over one of the pipes in the overhead. I tugged it tight and at the same time urged Kate to stand. I continued to draw the rope tight until Kate was slightly on her toes. Securing the rope to a radiator I admired the delicious, young body stretched out helplessly before me. Her body strained at the ropes and at her clothes in a seductive fashion. Her skirt had pulled high above the exposed flesh of her thighs. I stepped toward her and pressed my body softly to her back. Kate gasped and pressed her arse into my crotch.

"Stop that!" I demanded.

I wanted her to heed my orders and do what I wanted.

I savored her body in my large hands, running them firmly over her hips and waist and then slowly up over her tummy and the fullness of her breasts. Her head leaned back upon my shoulder as she sighed and moaned softly. For the first time I felt her young, hard nipples as they pressed through the soft fabric of her bra and blouse. I loosened her tie and slowly pulled it away from her neck. Kate whined as I pressed the tie into her mouth and tied it snuggly behind her head. It wouldn't do to have any cries escaping the confines of my private office.

Next, my fingers found the small buttons of her blouse and one-by-one I released them. Kate's breathing became heavy and I could feel her breasts rising and falling beneath my hands. With nearly all the buttons loose I roughly tugged it free of her skirt and opened her skin to the open air. Kate's breasts were caressed by a soft, white, cotton bra that barely contained their fullness. My hands lightly glided over her breasts and my fingers traced small circles around her nipples which hardened and swelled even further. I never realized a young girl to be so easily aroused. Kate began to shiver and writhe her body in obvious, and oblivious, pleasure. I stepped back from her and quickly shed my own clothes.

Pressing my naked body back up against Kate's suspended body I allowed the tip of my cock to brush against her soft thighs. Kate responded by parting her legs slightly and sliding back deeper into me. I could feel the swollen, moist flesh of her cunt gliding over my cock. My hands easily found the elastic of her knickers and I swiftly yanked them down to her ankles with a small cry of protest from Kate.

I began to stroke Kate's bare arse with my hand and felt her respond, pressing and stroking against my hand.

"Now for the rest of your punishment," I said with a firm voice of authority.

Surprised, Kate strained her head to see me with worry in her eyes and struggled briefly against the rope. I smiled to myself as I reached into my cupboard and pulled out a riding crop I had sneaked away from the stables. It still smelled of sweat and leather from the horses.

Returning to Kate I teased her white flesh with the smooth leather tang before smacking her gently. She moaned softly as I alternated between stroking her and striking her softly. Kate seemed to melt into the sensations but was abruptly startled when the crop whooshed through the air to deliver a stinging blow to her bare flesh. An angry red welt rose instantly followed by another and another. Kate struggled to escape but each futile movement only left red welts on untouched flesh. Kate's moans of pain were quickly replaced with moans of pleasure as the sharp stings of pain became the dull glow of pleasure. Muffled by the gag in her mouth, Kate's cries climbed and then dropped to a deep guttural growl as her climax swept over her body. I stopped and watched her jerk spasmodically.

Kate's weight relaxed onto the rope as it stretched taut. I touched the inside of her thighs with the crop and brushed it higher and higher until the tang was stroking the full, swollen lips of her cunt. In less than a dozen soft strokes Kate was again consumed by orgasms and, again, I pulled away to watch. This time, while Kate recovered, I reached into the cabinet and pulled out a long, heavy, coiled length of rope. Remembering the pictures of the women Kate had been looking at I intended to bind her up just as helplessly.

It was difficult to work with such a long piece of rope but slowly, carefully, I wrapped Kate's body in rope, coiling it around her breasts, ribs, and shoulders snugly. The rope encircling her breasts caused them to become even firmer, her nipples more erect. I had lifted her bra from her breasts and pulled it high up under her arms so her flesh was bare and vulnerable. Finally, I lowered Kate's arms, untied her wrists, and bound her arms behind her so that her breasts were thrust out even further. I couldn't resist, from time-to-time, brushing my fingers over her erect nipples and enjoying the shudders it induced in her body.

When Kate was tightly bound I bent her over the desk, watching her breasts flatten against the hard surface. I pressed my cock against the pouting flesh of her cunt and stroked through her silky wetness. Although she was tightly bound she raised up on her toes and lifted her hips toward me with an obvious hunger. Her breathing was heavy through the tie in her mouth and as I looked at her delicious, helpless body upon my desk I felt the urge to possess her, to take her completely.

I drew back until the head of my cock was just barely nestled between her lips, just before the tight opening.

"Do you want it inside?" I asked.

Kate nodded her head and let out a desperate, muffled grunt.

Swiftly I plunged deep inside of her without any pretense of gentleness, but with the ferocity of an animal. Had she not been gagged, Kate's screams would have filled the school. For a moment I worried that I had hurt her, that I had underestimated her willingness to play my little game. The next instant she had thrust back upon me, taking me even deeper into her tiny body. I had wanted to take her slowly, to savor the sensuality of youth, to gloat on my conquered prize. But, I lost myself and began to thrust deep and hard into Kate's helpless body. I was as helpless as she was, captured by my own primitive hungers.

My large hands savagely bore her body down hard against the desk to control her. Finally, with a barely suppressed growl of my own I felt my cock swelling inside of her, stretching her tight flesh, then my cum welled up and marked her as mine. I felt her body tense and tremble as my warmth spread inside of her. She cried out and groaned before the tension seemed to flow out of her and a relaxed calm swept back. I was suddenly weak and light-headed as I collapsed onto her bound form. I could feel her breathing beneath me.

Recovering some of my strength I slowly slid out of her and silently put on my clothes. I looked at Kate. Her eyes were closed and she seemed serene and peaceful. I stepped back over to her and began to loosen the knots which held her so tightly. When her arms were free she massaged her wrists and stretched her arms above her head. She was unabashed. After a few more minutes I managed to untie the heavier rope wrapped around her breasts and chest. She waited for me to loosen the tie and then stood up slowly, arranged her clothes, and moved away from me, not looking at me.

"Do we understand one another?" I asked, becoming the calm, understanding headmaster once more.

She nodded without looking up.

"You can leave now. Your first class is down the hall, first door on your left.

Kate walked from the room. I could hear her soft footsteps mingling with others as she walked deliberately away from my office toward the classroom. I was looking forward to more of her "misbehavior".

Kate



The following is a work of erotic fiction; any resemblance to people, places, or things, which currently exist or ever have, is purely coincidental. The author depicts unsafe sexual practices which are not to be imitated in this age of rampant S.T.D.s. Please, for your own safety and that of your loved ones, use condoms or refrain from unsafe sexual acts or partners.

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This was to be the best day of young Kate's life. The day she was to interview the number one ranked college offensive line in the country. Kate had been a reporter for the local news paper for almost three years and the first female sports writer on its' staff in living memory, so for her this was the chance to show her detractors that a woman could do just as good a job of covering the sports news as a man. As she got up that morning she carefully chose her clothing to be professional but not stiff, and therefore she wore a white cotton button down shirt under a pale blue chiffon blazer with a mid-thigh length skirt and black pumps with a 3 inch heel to help her overcome her diminutive 5'3" frame. As she dressed she admired her figure in the full-length mirror on the back of her bedroom door. The shirt was a couple of years old but was still quite wearable even if a bit tight, the buttons strained to cover her 36c bust and the skirt, she noticed, tended to ride up a bit when she sat but, this had always been a help in the past to get the guys off guard in the interview. The last thing she chose to complete the ensemble was a pair of white thong panties and peach strapless bra to accentuate her upturned breasts and tight rounded ass.

When Kate arrived at the sports building she was greeted by several of the players who were outside going to their cars or walking up the hill to the dorms. Kate stopped a young blonde player and asked for directions to the interview area and was told to just go on into the locker room and the offensive line would see her soon. She had been here only twice before and both times had been refused entrance to the locker area due to the fact that it was for males only, so when he directed her inside she was slightly nervous about entering where all these naked players would be. But deep down she felt her body begin to react to the possibility that she might get to see them wet and virile when she entered.

Kate proceeded to the big steel door and found it opened rather easily when she pushed it, though once inside her imagination had not prepared her for what confronted her there. Inside, in various stages of undress, was the entire offensive line. It consisted of 5 black and 3 white players and from what she had seen thus far they weren't considered the largest offensive line in the conference for their weight alone. Not one of them was less than 8 inches in length, that she could see, and the majority were well over that. After only a few seconds they noticed her standing, awe struck, by the door and began to hoot and holler at her to come on in and join the fun. Kate decided to keep her decorum about herself as much as possible and ignore their catcalls and perform her interview as best she could. 

As she moved further into the locker area she felt the faint stirrings of excitement in her pussy and could only too well imagine what could happen if she let this situation get out of control. Mike Ayers, the quarterback, saw her and called the rest of the team over to the benches to begin the interview, they were all in towels and seemed quite at ease with this, so Kate decided if they could stand it then so could she. As she sat down her skirt rode up giving the entire team a good look at her shapely legs and a brief glimpse of the top of her thighs each time she crossed or recrossed her legs. 

Kate began to notice that as she spoke to one player the others were trying to get a glimpse of her panties or looking down her shirt when she bent to write in her notebook. It began to be a game to her, to see how much leg she could show without them realizing she was doing it on purpose. Kate began to notice that several of the players around her were becoming aroused by her exposure, but rather than being embarrassed by this it spurred her on to greater exhibitionism. She began to let her skirt ride up to a point just below her ass so that the thin material of her thong became visible each time she moved and her pussy began to get wetter as she watched the reaction her exposure began to have on the players, their cocks began to stiffen and a few peeked out below the edges of the towels they wore. Kate felt her nipples harden against the material of her bra and knew that they were clearly visible through her shirt. 

The first to make a move was one of the linemen, Ronnie Cox, he moved up behind Kate and gently began to rub her neck and shoulders saying; "Just thought you looked a little tense, you know, what with all us guys in towels and all, I just thought that you might be a little more comfortable without this jacket, cause, you know, it's a little warm in here and all.” with that Ronnie pulled the blazer Kate had worn to the interview off exposing her erect nipples to the entire group to ogle. Kyle Davis couldn't hold out any longer as his semi-rigid dong grew to its' full 10 inches and pushed his towel to the floor. Kate simply stared, she'd never seen a cock so large or black before and she couldn't pull her eyes off his massive manhood. Beaux Conners and Kasim Muhammad, not to be out done, also dropped their towels exposing their equally long, thick, black cocks to Kate's amazed gaze.

" I never realized that they were so big!” Kate gasped finally. She had, by this time, completely forgotten the interview and begun to get seriously aroused as she gazed around the group and each in turn dropped his towel to show her the growing erection hidden beneath. Kate was immediately surrounded by a multi-hued array of cocks with the shortest being well over her initial paltry estimate of 8 inches. Kate just sat there, dumbfounded, as the players began to fondle her through her shirt and along the base of her skirt. Kate was becoming hotter by the second and could feel the wetness having already soaked through the thin layer of her thong creating a slick of pussy juice beneath her in the chair. 

Cocks, the sizes of which she had only dreamed, bobbed around her at eye level and above. Suddenly, unable to control herself any longer, Kate leaned forward and captured the cock nearest her in her lips.

Mike Ayers sighed and pushed forward as he felt her warm wet mouth enclose the head of his 9-inch hardon. Almost immediately this set the rest of the team off on the task of removing Kate's clothing and getting their first look at this hot young reporter in the flesh.

Keith Davis, Kyles' older brother, stood directly behind Kate and marveled at her as she attempted to swallow all of his teammates cock down her throat. This was his first time with a white girl and he really didn't know what to expect. Kate pulled the cock out of her mouth long enough to tell them to please be careful with her clothes and then tried once more to cram Mikes' cock into her throat, and to her credit she did quite well, managing to push his 9 inches into the back of her throat and gurgling happily the whole time. Mike slowly stepped back from Kate forcing her to move off the chair and into a kneeling position which allowed for the ease of access of the other players. 

Kyle and Kasim began to play with her pussy and each was pushing a finger into her wet hole while Beaux strummed her clit with his tongue, having laid down and slid under her belly. John Johanovitz and Ronnie Cox each played with her breasts as they hung down and swung from the face fucking she was receiving from Mike. This only left Rick Meyers and Keith Davis who were busily stroking their long black cocks near Kate's face. Mike had had just about all he could stand and was nearing the point of no return when he pulled out of her mouth and was quickly replaced by Rick. This was the first black cock that Kate had ever tasted and the sheer size of it, 14.5" and almost 5" in diameter, made her sure there was no way she could ever hope to get it all in her mouth, much less anywhere else. 

As Rick started to push the huge head into her mouth Kyle had slid his thumb into Kate's asshole and begun to finger fuck it as well. Kasim moved to the side to watch and jerk-off which allowed Beaux to slide his copiously leaking cock into Kate's wet cunt. Kate felt the skinny 10-incher begin to invade her pussy and the fullness increased as it just kept going in. Kate shuddered as she had her first intense orgasm and her full cunt gushed around the long black rod upon which she was impaled. Her cunts' spasms proved too much for the young inexperienced black man and he quickly spewed a copious load of sperm into her stretched hole. 

As he did Kyle looked up and said; "Damn, I can feel his cock squirt in there!". Beaux was quickly pushed out from under Kate and the teammates all griped about him having messed her up for the rest of them. 

Kate spit Rick's cock out and told them;" I'll get in the shower and clean up but no one else can shoot off in me, I'm not on any kind of birth control and I don't want to end up pregnant.” as she moved to the shower area to clean up the gooey white mess running down her legs.

Once Kate had returned, Mike had gotten up a bit of a batting roster by odd-manning to see who did what when and how many times. Mike pulled Kate over to a bench and had her lie down so they could all get a chance to see and feel her before they really got started. Kate was so hot she almost couldn't lie still while14 sets of hands rubbed, pinched, and groped her all over. Her nipples were pulled, tits were squeezed, clit was tongued, and ass was slapped as the 7 young men remaining satisfied themselves that this really was happening to them. Finally Kate had had enough of the foreplay and was ready for the main event. 

Mike moved the guys around into the first group fuck, it consisted of John, Ronnie, and Kyle. As the three young men decided on who did what Kate began to rub her clit and pinch her nipples as she stared around at the wonderful array of cocks still waiting to please her. Finally a decision was reached which seemed to meet their satisfaction and John, who had the largest cock of the three, lay down and helped Kate straddle his 12-inch member. 

Kate reached down and guided it into the folds of her hot wet slit and slowly lowered herself onto the largest cock she had ever had. Before it was all in she felt it hit the opening to her cervix, she reached down to feel how much was left and could still feel almost 5 inches outside her already stuffed pussy. Kate pushed down with all her weight and felt the head pop into her cervix and she almost lost consciousness as she was engulfed by an unbelievable orgasm. As Kate writhed in ecstasy, Kyle moved around behind her and began to rub his sloppy blunted cockhead against the tight pucker of her asshole.

As he looked down at her fully stretched white hole he wondered how she would ever be able to handle his brothers' enormous prong, which Kyle knew had the reputation of having never been in a white girl. Kyles' cock bulled its' way into Kate's rectum and her eyes flew open with the realization that she now had two cocks in her separated by less than an inch of skin. Within a few strokes Kyle and John had developed a rhythm of when one pulled out the other pushed in and Kate could feel the slight nudge as each time their cocks passed they bumped through the thin septum of flesh separating them. When Kate had fully recovered from her cum Ronnie hung his 11.5-inch pecker in front of her nose and told her to open wide, which Kate immediately did. Although his cock wasn't near the monster that Rick’s' was it was still quite filling and Kate busied herself trying to swallow it all. During this, the remaining four players watched, cheered, and stroked their cocks in preparation for their opportunity with this hot young reporter turned fuckslut. 

Mike went to the trainers’ room and got the teams' video camera to record the action saying; " This'll make one hell of a training film at our next practice!” Kate, oblivious to her surroundings, continued to be pounded in every orifice she had. 

As Mike zoomed in for a particularly tight shot, Kyle began to get erratic with his strokes and John told him; "Hey, pull out before you blow your choad man!” Kyle grabbed the base of his cock and pulled out of Kate's asshole, which remained stretched lewdly open for a couple of seconds, and leapt for her face. He never made it, Kyle stumbled and let go his hold and his cock sprayed its' load down her side and along her back in ropy white strands. As the cum dripped from the end of his spent dick John pulled out and moved around behind Kate and entered her from behind pushing Ronnies' cock even further into her distended throat. John and Ronnie began to work in tandem pushing Kate's body back and forth between them until they were each thrusting in and out at the same time. 

Ronnie looked at John and said;" Let's give this chick a three count to spewsville man!” a grunt was Johns' only reply as he neared his own massive orgasm. Ronnie could feel his cock begin to swell and his balls tighten as he prepared to spray his hot white sperm down the reporters throbbing throat. John realizing almost too late he couldn't hold out any longer and jerked his 12 inch log out of Kate's stretched cunt hole with a loud slurping sound and stood up to spray his sticky wad into the back of her head. The first spurt arched out to the crown of her brunette head and began to run down into her face as the remaining spurts drove into her fluffy hair. 

Ronnie, as if set off by Johns' eruption, pushed his swollen rod all the way down her throat and began to cum. Kate couldn't breath and almost panicked as she felt the long cock throb and writhe in her throat as it spewed directly into her stomach, but it was over too quickly and Ronnie withdrew his softening dong wiping a final drop along her tongue for her to savor.

As the two young athletes withdrew from her, Kate collapsed onto the floor with a giggle. Kate had never been so thoroughly fucked, and she wasn't even half way through yet. She rolled onto her back and looked at the remaining four players and the erections each possessed and then crooked her finger for her next group. Mike passed off the camera to John and moved toward Kate with Kasim in tow. As the two young men neared, Kate realized that Kasims' cock was a bit different, at first it just seemed to be top heavy but once it got closer she could see that the head was almost as big around as a beer can but that the shaft was only 2 or 3 inches in diameter.

Once she was sure that her eyes were not deceiving her Kate decided that Kasim would get the pleasure of fucking her while she blew Mike. Kate rose up onto her knees as the two approached and reached out to grasp each of their rigid members in her hands. She pumped them as she alternately licked and rubbed the clear pre-cum from each cock in turn and did every oral trick she could remember from every porn film she'd ever seen. At one point she even forced her mouth over both players cock heads at once, but only briefly as Kasims' size almost ripped her jaws apart. 

"Put that monster in me!” Kate told Kasim after she felt she could hold out no longer. Kasim, never one to disappoint, obediently moved around behind her and began to push his oversize cock head into her hot wet cunny. John, holding the camera, zoomed in as her swollen labia were stretched to accommodate this gigantic invader, then as they contracted back around Kasims' shaft he panned to her ass as it puckered outward as the huge knob pushed it from within. 

Meanwhile, Mike began where he had left off earlier forcing his 9-inch dork down the reporters’ throat. Kate, after having deep-throated Ronnies' long dong, had little difficulty with this and welcomed the opportunity to be able to breathe a little more easily even when he did push into the opening of her throat and sometimes a bit beyond. Kate found that the feeling of Kasims' oddly formed rod made her pussy quiver with each outstroke and pushed her over into yet another shattering orgasm before she was ready, almost causing her to bite down on Mikes' thrusting dong. These two though had been watching entirely too long and both knew it would be over soon so as if by unspoken command they began to pound her in earnest. 

Suddenly, with a loud grunt, Kasim launched himself out of her tight pussy and over her head, his weirdly shaped cock grasped in his hand, he turned and unleashed a massive stream of semen so strong that Kate felt it literally push her head back a little when it struck her between the eyes. Kasims' cock didn't stop though, as it continued to spray her face from eyebrows to chin around the cock in her mouth. Kate opened her eyes to see what was happening and was astonished to see Kasims' cock pouring out a steady stream of sticky white sperm almost as though he were pissing rather than cumming. 

Mike pulled his cock out of the way and Kate fastened her lips around Kasims' flared cockhead and swallowed the hot slimy stream of goo as quickly as she could only to have Mike spew his load all over her forehead and down her nose. Kasim finally withdrew his dripping dick from her mouth and John moved around to get a shot of her slime-covered face. Kate's face was coated from eyebrows to chin with streamers of white goo, it dripped from the end of her nose and glued her right eye completely closed, there was even a substantial amount in her hair and a small droplet dangled from her left ear lobe.

Peering out through her semi-open left eye she could see Rick Meyers and Keith Davis, cocks semi-erect, moving toward her. Kate's jaw dropped, she had realized that Keiths' cock was enormous, but now she was faced with two of the largest cocks she had ever seen, together they were over twenty-eight inches in length and eleven inches in diameter, and both black as the ace of spades. Kate wiped as much of the sticky mess as she could from her face smeared it onto the two massive black cocks presented before her. She was almost overwhelmed by the sheer size of both these men not to mention their huge swelling cocks. She reached out and wrapped her small white hand around Rick's but her fingers just wouldn't touch and when she did the same to Keith, the distance was even greater. Kate was awe struck at the thought of what these two powerful young men were about to do to her, but she was out of control and only wanted it the more. 

She opened her mouth as wide as she could and could only fit about two inches beyond the head of either cock into her widely ovaled lips. She was forced to grab the men's' buttocks to push them further into her mouth. Keith placed his hand on the back of her head as she pulled him into her wet stretched lips and he levered another inch into her mouth as Rick stood by with her hand wrapped and pumping his throbbing black rod. Kate, unable to get them into her throat, pushed Keith to the floor and climbed atop him grasping his huge erection in her hand, she guided it into her wet pussy. Kate's mouth remained open as she gasped and whimpered as her cunt hole was stretched almost to its' limit. Rick, standing near her face, rubbed the pre-cum leaking from his cock into her breasts and along her chin. 

Realizing that there is no way this little white girl is ever going to get his huge dong into her tight ass while Keith is in her pussy he grabbed her breasts and pushed them together to form a makeshift cunt. Rick then began to slide his huge dripping dong through the valley of her tits and push his cockhead against her lips. Each time leaving a long strand of pre-cum stretching from her lips to his flared cockhead. Keith meanwhile had managed to get ten of his fourteen inches into her pussy but could force no more without ripping the poor girl apart from the sheer girth of his erection, instead he withdrew and began to short stroke her wet trembling cunt with hard pounding strokes. 




Kate



John unable to handle any more surrendered the camera to Mike and stepped forward to spurt a few weak streamers onto Kate's shoulder, the creamy stuff running down into the valley of her breasts providing more fuck lube for the huge black cock pistoning there. Kyle and Kasim, each sporting a new hard-on then moved forward to spray Kate's pretty upturned face with a new rain of fresh sticky sperm, she opened her mouth and attempted to catch as much as she could but, once more, the vast majority ended up running either down between her tits or into her shoulder length hair further matting it to her body. Mike, once more passed the camera and stepped forward, this time though he told her to close her eyes as he pounded his fist rapidly up and down his dripping dick. 

Kate complied and Mike stepped up and released his load in a series of spurts, which completely covered her eyelids and connected them with a sticky white streamer of cum across the bridge of her nose. Mike squeezed the last few droplets of spunk from his cock then wiped it across her forehead, stepped back and reclaimed the camera, readying it for the big finish he knew was coming. Keith could feel his cue ball size testicles starting to throb and he could see that Rick had picked up his momentum, slamming the head of his cock into and against Kate's lips hard enough to bruise, so he knew it was almost time.

Keith motioned Mike closer so he could get it all on film then he picked Kate up and laid her on her back between he and Rick. They each began to stroke and rub their throbbing black fuck-sticks and smeared the collection of pre-cum and spunk across Kate's face. Suddenly without warning Keith began to spray long ropy strands of cum across her face, neck, and breasts followed quickly by Rick's massive load of gummy slime. The two blacks cum was extremely thick and sticky and seemed to form small globs on her lightly tanned face, neck, and chest. 

Kate scooped the cum from her eyes as they finished, wringing the final few drops out onto her, they then began to move to the showers to clean up. Slowly she got up and followed them and each in turn helped her to soap, shampoo, and condition her body then dry off and dress. 

Afterwards Kate got the best interview of her career and won two awards, one for best sportswriter, the other she had to share with the rest of the team. It seemed that the tape that Mike shot wasn't just for them, but ended up being distributed across the country and won the award for the best amateur adult video with an interracial gangbang theme at the Las Vegas Adult Film Awards. Kate, of course, had to go and ended up becoming a professional adult film actress. You've probably seen her most recent film, if not, be on the lookout she really kind of specializes in the unusual. Last I heard it was with a group of South Africans who were billed as the "Kings of Kum". 

END



Kate



I was asked to write this story by someone who asked to stay anonymous. After several e-mails back and forth, the story goes something like this. As usual, you are invited to let me know what you think by feedback and voting.

I have known Dave Caruthers since he was five or six years old. I was a neighborhood kid and knew the family quite well while he was growing up. I had grown up a typical teenager. I had never paid much attention to David being almost eleven years older than he was. It seems that I remember him having his seven-year-old birthday party a couple of months before I turned eighteen. I only mention Dave now because he will be a part of the story later.

I was a typical teenage boy. When I was seventeen, I looked at every female through libido-laden eyes. I checked out the looks of every woman and girl. The ones that I considered good-looking were committed to memory so that I could imagine them and me doing what I considered sex while I masturbated. No one was immune from my active imagination. My teachers, girls in my classes, my friends' mothers, everyone who could feed my libido became a partner in my sexual fantasies.

When I was seventeen, I started cutting grass in the neighborhood. I traveled about two blocks in each direction. During the summer, I built up quite a business and met quite a few women and girls. Although nothing happened between these women, girls, and I, they were frequent participants in my imaginary trysts. I almost hurt myself jacking off to thoughts of their beautiful breasts, the curve of their asses, or the way they filled out a bathing suit. 

About a month after I celebrated my eighteenth birthday I had an epiphany. I was at the Caruthers' house. I had been in their garage putting gas in my mower and was walking around to the back of the house to start my mowing pattern. As I passed Ms. Caruthers' bedroom. I glanced in the window just as she was coming out of her bathroom. She had evidently just finished a shower and was nude except that she was wrapping a towel around her hair.

She was the first real live woman that I had ever seen without clothes. Of course, she was an older woman. She had to be at least twenty-eight. She had brown hair that was wrapped in a towel but normally hung down to her shoulders. She had a lot of brown hair between her legs, too. She was slender and had nice breasts. They were not real big but I loved the way they looked. My cock stiffened as I watched her move about her bedroom getting dressed. I watched as she bent over the dresser to retrieve a pair of panties from a drawer. As she bent over, I saw her pussy peek out. It was my first sighting and it was all I could do to stay quite. She stepped into the panties. Next came a bra, which she used to tuck away her breasts. She put on a white blouse and then slipped on a navy blue skirt into which she tucked her blouse. As she tucked in her blouse, she turned toward the window and looked directly at me. I quickly turned and pushed the mower toward the back of the house.

In stead of starting the mower, I ran home and masturbated until I pumped my load into the bathroom sink while thinking of how naturally beautiful Ms. Caruthers was. It was only after I masturbated that I became concerned that Ms. Caruthers had seen me or that she thought that I had seen her. I couldn't think of a good excuse not to mow her lawn, so I went back to work. 

All went well. I still didn't know if she saw me looking or not because when she brought me a glass of tea like she usually did, I did not look at her with the same eyes that I had seen her with before. Seeing her nude had changed her appearance to me. She was much more personally attractive somehow. The jut of her bosom and the roundness of her butt seemed more pronounced now that I had seen them uncovered. My subconscious read something into her every action. She invited me to sit at the table on the back porch as she usually did.

"I made some toll-house cookies for Dave," she said as she placed a plate of cookies on the table with her left hand and touched my shoulder with her right hand. "Help yourself as we have plenty more."

"Thank you, Ms. Caruthers," I said as I felt the warmth of her hand on my shoulder.

I turned to look at her when I talked with her and for a moment, her right breast was mere inched from my nose. Her perfume filled my nostrils and it was all I could do to reach for the cookies instead of her breast. 

"You are growing into such a fine looking young man," she was saying as she, to my pleasure and pain, moved away from the table. "It won't be long before you're calling me Catherine or Kate."

"Yes, ma'am," I said.

"On second thought, I think that now would be a good time to dispense with the yes ma'am and no ma'am," she announced. "Would you like to call me Kate?"

"Yes ma'am, I mean Kate," I said. If that would be all right with you."

I stood in preparation to return to my mowing.

"It certainly would," she said as she put her hand on my shoulder and walked me to the screen door of the porch. "I'll see you when you finish."

I couldn't help thinking as I was mowing that except for permission to call her Kate, nothing had really changed except I had some good basis for imaginary scenes with Kate that I could jack off to. My imagination was getting a little carried away as I made the monotonous trips back and forth across the lawn. I was touching Kate's breast. I put my hand on Kate's ass. I put my hand on the soft curly brown hair between her legs. I came back to reality and was aware that my stiff cock was tenting my shorts. I reached down and readjusted myself as I glanced at the house. Was someone at the window or was that just a reflection in the glass?

When I finished mowing, I went to the back porch to get my pay. Kate was waiting for me. She gave me my money and said, "My husband, Jerry, is away on business and Dave and I will be eating alone. Would you like to join us."

"Sure," I said. "Just let me check with my mother to make sure that she doesn't have plans for us.

"Let me know," she said. "We'll eat at six thirty."

It was not unusual to be invited to the Caruthers for a meal. I always thought that they liked for me to be a big brother model for Dave. I checked with mom and arrived at the Caruthers' back porch door at a quarter past six. Dave let me in and after letting his mother know I was there took me into the living room to show me a new game he had. He was excited about it because it was a science learning game and he enjoyed the subject. Kate called us to dinner at six thirty sharp. 

Dinner was beef Stroganoff, one of my favorites. Kate knew it because I had gone on about how great it was the last time she served it when I was there. Conversation during dinner was nothing out of the ordinary. Dave talked about his science game and what he was going to do for the science fair in the up coming school year. Kate asked me about college and I told her that I had decided to use the 2 + 2 option that the state offered. I would attend two years at the Community College and be guaranteed a place at one of the state's universities. On the surface it was a normal casual dinner.

Kate had changed for dinner and was wearing a simple sleeveless black dress. There was nothing special about the dress. It wasn't tight or clinging and the neckline wasn't low but every time I looked at her, I saw her as I did through the window that afternoon. Needless to say, my cock stayed at least semi-stiff throughout the meal and when I allowed myself to look at her, it was fully erect. A couple of times I thought I saw her looking at me when I was talking with Dave. I don't mean just looking at me. I mean checking me out. I dismissed it because why would an older, married woman be looking at me.

I had always admired Mr. Caruthers because he had a job that required him to travel all over the world. He was a little older than Kate and was always so distinguished looking. But the plus factor was that he would travel to Los Angeles, Seattle, New York, London, Paris, and one time even to Japan. 

When Dave finished his dessert, he asked to be excused and went back to his game in the living room leaving Kate and I alone at the table. She asked, "Would you like a cup of coffee? I have some made and I think I'll have one."

I didn't drink coffee very often but it seemed like the grownup thing to do. I said, "Yes, thank you. That would be very nice."

She went into the kitchen and returned a few minutes later with a tray containing an insulated pot, two cups, cream, and sugar. "I was thinking that it might be nice to have this out on the porch," she said as she moved toward the back.

With her back to me I checked and readjusted my cock, making sure that it was not sticking out. I followed her to the back door and when she paused, I opened the door for us to pass through. The porch had a picnic table just outside the back door and over to the right there was a sofa, chair, and a coffee table. Two Chinese lanterns suspended over the picnic table, leaving the rest of the porch dimly lit, provided lighting. I headed for the picnic table and was almost seated when Kate spoke.

"Why don't we sit over here?" she said motioning toward the sofa. "We'll be more comfortable and cozy for talking."

I sat on the end of the sofa. She placed the tray on the coffee table and sat next to me. In retrospect, she sat at a normal distance from me but because of the events of the day, it seemed really close.

"I have something that I want to talk with you about," she said quietly but it brought me to full alert. I guess she noticed the change in my demeanor because she continued, "Oh, it's nothing to be concerned about. It's nothing bad."

"It's just that you sounded so serious," I said trying not to show how nervous I was.

"I suppose that I did," she said. "But it's only serious in that I need to trust you not to talk about it to anyone."

I had never been given a secret by an adult before and was very impressed that Kate was willing to confide in me. "I'll swear on a stack of bibles that I'll keep any thing you say a secret as long as you want me to," I said with the fear of sounding childish.

"Well that's good, I trust you," she said. "How did you like what you saw through the window this afternoon?"

She didn't seem angry or upset or anything. "I'm sorry I looked," I stammered. "It just happened and it will never happen again."

"No need to apologize," she said. "It was as much my fault as yours for not closing the blinds. Since it happened anyway, I just wondered what an eighteen year old man would think about me after seeing me that way." 
"I think you're beautiful," I said hurriedly.

"I guess that a good looking guy like you has seen quite a few young girls without clothes," she said. "Seeing an old woman like me is probably no bid deal."

"You are the first female, woman or girl, that I've ever seen that way," I admitted. "I'm sorry that I looked but it was really good."

"I was thinking," she said. "That I could show you more and we could even have a little sex education. You know, I could show you how to please a woman and answer your questions. It would have to be our secret. You could never tell anyone."

"I promise," I said. "I would never tell anyone about anything you say or do.

She put her hand in my lap and wrapped her fingers around my cock that was as hard as it had ever been. "You don't have anything to be ashamed of here," she said as she stroked me through my pants. "Women will like that. I've noticed that you have been hard most of the evening. Is that because of seeing me this afternoon?"

"Yes," I answered.

"When you went home after you saw me, didn't you masturbate?" she asked.

"Yeah, I did," I said. But when I saw you again, it got hard all over again."

"Since I caused it, I should help you take care of it," she said. "Don't go anywhere. I'll be right back."

A beautiful women ten years older than me just had her hand wrapped around my hard cock and she tells me not to go anywhere. She would have had to burn the house down to get me to leave. She came back in a few minutes with a lap blanket. She spread it over my lap, turned off the Chinese lanterns, and sat down beside me.

"Dave is asleep but in case we get disturbed, you can cover your cock with the blanket," she said.

Kate loosened my belt and unzipped my pants. She carefully fished my cock out of my pants. She stroked it back and forth a few times. I could not tell you how many times that I had masturbated before that night. Every time was good, some were very good, and every once in a while one was great. At no time was there a fantasy that could compare with Kate's hand working my cock. Suddenly, she leaned forward and took my cock into her mouth. She moved her head up and down as she worked her lips further and further down my cock. The further she took my cock into her warm wet mouth the closer I came to climaxing. 

I tried to tell her that I was about to cum but the sounds that were coming out of my mouth were incoherent. She took my hand and placed it on her breast through her dress. That's all it took. The first blast of cum splashed against the back of her throat and she started swallowing hard. She swallowed all but a small trickle from the corner of her mouth, which she captured with her tongue.

There are no words to describe the orgasm that I experienced that Friday night on Kate's back porch. I felt it begin in my balls and exploded through my dick but the electric charge that was generated traveled up my spine and tapped into every pleasure center in my brain. My body spasmed with every spurt of creamy white cum. I don't know how long I languished in pleasure before I came back to reality and realized that I should do something to repay Kate for the gift she had just given me.

Kate had her arms around me and was kissing my face. I said, "God that was great. What can I do for you?"

"I wish we could fuck but I don't think we should risk it tonight." She said as she lifted her right leg and laid it across my lap. 

She took my right hand and placed it under her skirt. I had the inside of her bare thigh in my hand and instinctively I slid it up higher until met her bare pussy. She had removed her panties when she went to check on her son. When I felt my hand on her wet pussy, I realized that I didn't know what to do.

I whispered, "Kate, tell me what to do. I want to make you feel good."

"Oh you are already," she moaned. "Just slide your index and forefingers into my pussy."

I'm not real sure how I did that but somehow, I accomplished it. As I sunk my fingers into her, my thump just naturally slid along the inside of her pussy lips.

"Do you feel that little nubbin?" she asked.

"Yeah," I replied.

"Just keep your thumb there as you fuck me with your fingers," she said as she start to quiver.

I remember thinking that it must have been a long time for her since she climaxed so fast. She had ripples of pleasure traveling through her body as she leaned forward and began kissing me. I had not kissed that many girls and no women. Her tongue was in my mouth and we were twirling our tongues together. Without disturbing our kiss, Kate pulled my hand free and adjusted her position until my once again hard cock was pointing straight at the entrance of her love tunnel. As she slowly sat down on me, my stiff dick entered her. If I thought her mouth felt good, I now knew that I had entered paradise. 

It was as if we were suspended in time and space as she rocked back and forth on my cock. I could feed the walls and bottom of her vaginal canal. My cock was being massaged from every angle. She must have caught the feeling because she was gasping and moaning. I tried to meet her thrusts but my movements were tightly restricted. Again we were immersed in sexual ecstasy as wave after of pleasure washed over us. We stayed locked together until my cock shrank enough to slip out of her pussy with a plop. She had leaned against me and laid her head on my chest. We were about to slip into slumber when she realized where we were.

She got up and straightened her dress. "You had better get straightened up before someone catches us," she said.

I pulled my pants up, redid my belt, and zipped up. I felt as if all my muscles had turned to jelly. I was trying to think of something to say to express the gratitude that I was feeling.

"Don't go and ruin the moment by saying a bunch of stuff," she said with a smile. "We're going to have a good time together. But you had better go now before it gets too late and people start wondering what you're doing over here."

She walked me to the porch door, gave me a good night kiss, and sent me on my way. As I went in my back door my mom who was washing dishes in the kitchen asked, "How was dinner?"

"Oh, it was great." I said. "We had beef Stroganoff. Ms. Caruthers really makes it good."

"You look a little pooped," she observed.

"You know how Dave is," I said. "He has a new science game and he was all wound up. I've been thinking that I might help out a little with things around their place because Mr. Caruthers is away so much and they're always nice to me. Do you think that it would be all right?"

"I think that would be a very nice thing to do," she said as she was thinking that she and her husband must have done something right to have raised such a fine son.

I went into my bedroom proud of myself for laying the foundation for being able to hang around the Caruthers' home and fuck Kate whenever possible. It was not until I went to bed that I had just a tinge of guilt about what I was doing to Mr. Caruthers. I eased my conscience by rationalizing that I was doing him a favor by keeping his wife happy while he was gone and God knows that it was an excellent way for me to learn about sex.

The next morning I made sure that my mom and dad were in the room when I called Kate. "Ms. Caruthers, I want to thank you for the great dinner last night. I was just thinking that, you know, with Mr. Caruthers away so much that there might be things that I could help you do."

"Yes there is," she said. "You can do a lot more of what you helped me with last night."

"Yeah, it was fun playing that science game with Dave," I said. "He sure gets excited about that kind of stuff. Anyway, if you think of anything I can do just give me a call."

"Is one of your parents in the room with you now?" she asked.

"Yes, it's O.K. with them," I said. In fact, they think it is a good idea.

"Can you come over this afternoon about two?" She asked. 

"Sure, I can make it at two," I said. "I'll see you then."

I hung the phone up and my dad asked, "What's she going to have you do?"

"I'm not sure," I replied. "She said she had some furniture to move."

"You're in for it now," he said laughing.

I could hardly wait for two o'clock to see what Kate had in store for me. I went to my bedroom to lie down but all I could think of was Kate in various stages of undress kissing me, sucking me, or bouncing up and down on my cock. I was so hard and wanted to cum so bad but I waited because I wanted to save it for the afternoon. I dozed off and when I awoke, it was a little after one. I got up, took a shower, and made myself a sandwich. It dawned on me as I was walking over to the Caruthers. I should have jacked off because I wasn't going to get to do anything because of Dave being around.

I knocked on the back porch door and Kate opened it wearing a robe. As soon as I was in the house, she dropped the robe and pressed her body to mine as she gave me a passionate kiss. I looked around for Dave but did not see him.

As is reading my mind, Kate said, "We have about forty-five minutes until Dave gets back with his friend, Eric and Eric's mother. Do you want to mess around."




Kate



"Sure," I said. "What do you want me to do?"

"First of all, come into the bedroom and take your clothes off," she said. "Then we can do whatever we feel like and I don't care what we do, if anything."

We went into the bedroom and I stripped. When I pulled my shorts down, my hard cock slapped against my stomach. While I was undressing, Kate took off her bra and panties. "Come on," she said as she climbed onto the bed and motioned for me to do the same. 

We lay next to each other. At first we embraced but soon we were wrapped around each other. My cock was pressed between us poking into Kate's stomach. My free hand roamed down her back and over her ass. I had always suspected that women were special but there was no way that I could have known that they felt so good. I did know that I was hooked on the feeling and had the feeling that I would be forever. 

"Normally, I would like a little more foreplay but because we don't have much time, I just want you to fuck me," she said as she rolled over onto her back and nudged me to climb on top. 

My weight was on my knees, which were located between Kate's spread legs. Her legs were bent at the knees and the bottoms of her feet were against the sheets. She took my dick and rubbed the head between her hot wet pussy lips lubricating it before stopping with the head of my dick pressing against the entrance to her sex. I pressed forward and my cock sunk into the heavenly delight of Kate's pussy. I pumped in and out slowly until I was completely buried. It felt so good to feel the heat from the walls of her pussy and the feeling of bumping the back wall.

"You fill me up so good." She moaned. "That's right. Go slow. Push it all the way in and press against me. Now slide a little to the right. Pull out just a little bit. Push it in and slide to the left. Oh yeah! Keep doing that. That's right! Yeah, that's right! Oh, God yes!"

I felt like I was going to cum at any moment but I was trying to wait and let Kate climax before I shot my load. It was more than I could take when she was in the throes of her orgasm and the muscles in the walls of her pussy began milking my cock like a velvet glove. I shot several spasms of cum deep into her pussy but I had a great desire to satisfy her so I kept humping. When my orgasm hit, I lost the rhythm I had established but it didn't seem to matter. I kept fucking and she kept cumming. My cock started getting soft but as I kept sliding in and out of Kate's pussy, it got hard again. She seemed to be in continuous orgasm as wave after wave of delight passed through her body. Some amount of time passed. I don't know if it was a few seconds or several minutes but I came again with such a force that I thought my head was going to explode. Just before I came, we were slamming our bodies together. I felt a quick buildup in my balls and my body stiffened. I lost all control.

Afterward we lay holding each other, face to face. In between gasps for breath we were laughing. Suddenly Kate yelled, "Hurry get your clothes on. They'll be back soon."

I jumped up and started dressing and Kate did the same. As I was pulling my socks on, we heard the car pull into the driveway. I hurriedly put on my shoes and went into the living room. I don't know why but I proceed on through the kitchen and opened the back door. I realized that I didn't have to leave and turned around as the front door opened. The big surprise was that instead of Dave and his friend, the person coming through the door was David Caruthers, Kate's husband. He had returned from his business trip.

Even though it was unintentional, I was glad that it appeared to him that I was coming in the back door as he was coming in the front door. Kate approached her husband and greeted him, welcoming him home. I know that I should have felt guilty because I had only minutes ago fucked his wife but I didn't. The thought crossed my mind that I should have felt jealous when Kate kissed him but I wasn't. It was just as if everything was normal and natural. 

"We were going to move the furniture out of the bedroom so we could clean the carpet in there but I guess that can wait until another time," Kate said to Mr. Caruthers.

"Well, if you won't be needing me, I'll be running along," I said extending my hand to shake hands with Mr. Caruthers. "Nice seeing you Sir."

Moments later, I was out the back door and on my way home. I couldn't help thinking that if he had arrived five minutes earlier, the scene in the living room might have been a little awkward. Ten minutes earlier would have been a disaster. I doubt that we would have heard the car. But married or not, it was clear that Kate and I had a relationship.

We continued seeing each other whenever we had the chance. When Mr. Caruthers was out of town and the coast was otherwise clear, we fucked in her bed. We would meet on her back porch after Dave went to bed and make out on the sofa. One time, we fucked in my bed when my mother and father had gone out to dinner and Dave and his father went shopping for new shoes. The risk of being caught added to the thrill of it all. The most daring time was when I fucked her doggy style in the shed while she watched our families at a cookout in our backyard. Of course there was that time when Kate had just finished giving me a blowjob on her back porch and my mother came looking for me. It was a good thing that she called out before she got close enough to see me zipping up and Kate getting to her feet. 

Kate and I had started our affair on the pretext of her being my sex teacher and believe me, I was a good student. There was nothing that we didn't do. We used our hands and mouths in every way we could think of. We fucked in every conceivable position and in every available location. We even tried anal intercourse twice. The first time, it hurt her too much. We tried a different lubricant the second time and decided that it just wasn't a good fit.

All good things have to come to an end or at least slow down. I graduated from the Community College with an AA in engineering and went away to the State University to finish my education. I would see Kate when I was home but we could not always get together because of our families and their activities. We looked forward to the times we could be alone. I remember one time when I came home for a long weekend and it just happened that my folks were away on vacation, Kate's husband was away on a business trip, and Dave was camping with the Boy Scouts. We fucked the weekend away. We did it in every room of both houses, on the back porch, and even in the car. We literally wore ourselves out before it was time for me to return to school. That was early in my second year of grad school. Even though we did not know it at the time, that turned out to be the last time we were physical with each other.

During the six years that I was at State working toward my Bachelor and Master degrees, I had a full and satisfying sex life. Using the techniques I learned from Kate, I built a list of women at school with whom I could share a bed. It seemed that as someone fell off the list, someone else got on. I tried to be discriminating when I chose a woman for the list. There were three main criteria. The women had to be good-looking, smart, and open to new sexual adventures. I had to be careful to not let my libido enterprises interfere with my studies. Until my second year of grad school, I did not find a woman that could hold my interest more than a few dates. 

It was shortly after the long weekend with Kate that I met Caroline. We would laughingly tell people that we met by accident and in a way, we did. I was running form one class to another several buildings away when I literally ran into her. We were both loaded down with textbooks and they went flying everywhere. After brushing ourselves off and sorting out our books we made a date. We dated for three months before sex was introduced and during that time, I abstained because I knew that Caroline and I would be together forever.

I found out that Caroline was sexually naïve but a willing and able student. I did not rush anything but taught her in much the same manner that Kate taught me. It was as if we were learning together and in a way, we were. After a year together, although we were still willing to experiment, being with Caroline was like having a Kate my own age.

I took Caroline home and everyone seemed to love her. When we graduated in the spring, we were married We both took jobs with a defense contractor in Denver and moved there. We bought a house overlooking a canyon and started our 'forever' together. I kept in touch with Kate and Dave by E-mail for a several years but as those things go, the E-mails started getting further apart and finally ceased. During the latter correspondence, Dave had met a woman and was considering marriage. 

As it turned out, for Caroline and I "forever' was a little over ten years. I don't know what happened. I guess that for the last couple of years, we both knew that it was over but neither wanted to admit it. Finally, Caroline filed for divorce. We had no children so we had what people call an amicable divorce. No big court battles. We simply divided assets and went our separate ways. I took a leave of absence and like a hurt puppy, I went home to lick my wounds. If the truth were known, I was hoping that Kate would help me lick them.

When I arrived home, I found that Kate was away for the week. It was one of the rare occasions when she got to go with her husband on one of his many business trips. This was a special trip to Paris. David was planning to surprise her with the news that his only business there was to show her a good time. I was disappointed that I had missed her but I hoped that this week wasn't too little too late. After spending a couple of days with my parents catching up on all the news, I went out wandering about the city. I ended up at a local tavern at happy hour. It was a preppy type of bar where up and comers stopped after work for a drink on their way home and whatever that entailed. As the place began to fill up, I was about to leave when one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen came through the door. She was about five-five and dressed like she had just left the office. She had large round breast on a petite frame.

I watched her as she squinted her eyes trying to adjust to the darkened interior coming in from the bright sunlight. I was happily surprised when of the two or three empty bar stools available, she chose the one next to me. She tentatively sat down and looked around the room as if she was looking for a familiar face.

"He's late getting here?" I asked hoping to start a conversation.

She looked surprised that I had spoken to her but she answered truthfully, "No, I'm not meeting anyone. I was just seeing if I knew anyone here."

"I introduced myself and said, "Well, now you know one person here."

She laughed at my lame attempt at humor with a voice like tinkling crystal, "Hello, my name is Tiffany and I don't often go to bars but I just didn't want to go home today. I wouldn't mind a little conversation but I'm not here to meet anyone. I'm married and my husband travels a lot. I don't know I guess sometimes I just get a little lonesome."

She seemed uneasy and while I was trying to think of something to say to relax her she continued, "I guess I've made a fool of myself and should go."

She appeared to be leaving and I certainly didn't want that to happen. I put my hand on her shoulder. "Please don't leave," I pleaded. "My family lives here but I'm from out of town. I just went through a divorce and I'm not looking for anyone either. It would be great to have a little conversation with a beautiful woman without any pressure. Karma must have put us next to each other."

"I don't know about Karma but I don't want to go home, yet," she said. "Maybe I'll just have one drink." 

I ordered us a drink and found that while Tiffany truly did not drink very much, she talked a lot. She was married to a man who traveled for his company. She loved him but she was alone quite a bit of the time. At first, she just kept busy but after a while, she ran out of things to do.

"So thanks for listening," she was saying. "You've been a perfect gentleman but now I need to go home and fix something for dinner."

"I don't want to sound presumptuous," I said. "But, I'm ready to eat and if you think that you could trust me, I'd like to invite you to dinner."

"I really shouldn't, being married and all," she replied. "And I wouldn't want to leave my car here. Maybe I should go home."

"If that's what you want to do," I said. "Of course, we could drop your car off at your house and go somewhere and get a bite, maybe a nice juicy steak."

"What I really want to do is go to dinner with you and the only reason that I'm hesitating is because I'm married," she said. "Oh, what the hell! It's not like I'm going on a date or something. I'd be glad to accept your offer for dinner. If you will follow me, we can take my car home."

I quickly paid our tab and followed Tiffany to a nice area of town not far from where my parents lived. We passed the Caruthers' house on the way and I could not help but think that if I had my druthers, I would be spending the night with Kate rather that taking Tiffany to dinner. Tiffany was beautiful and I was enjoying her company but what I really wanted was wild and meaningless sex.

I followed Tiffany into her driveway and was about half way around my car to open her door when she emerged from her car. She smiled as I seated her in my car. As I got into my seat she asked, "Where to?"

"It's been a while since I been out to dinner in this town," I said. "Is the La Pavillion on Forth still as good as it used to be?"

"You have excellent taste" she almost gushed.

I had picked the La Pavilion because it is a taste bud sensation. Every bite of every dish is excellent and our meal was no exception. I had a filet served with asparagus in a wine sauce and Tiffany had veal. We shared our appetizers, escargot for me and Oysters La Pavilion for her. We finished the second bottle of an excellent Bordeaux Cabernet by the time we finished our meal. Our conversation ran the gamut of two people who really didn't know each other. We talked about her work, my work and of course her missing husband's work. She touched on how she felt in limbo since he was gone all the time. She did not fit in with her single friends or at least did not feel comfortable going out with them. With her husband gone so much of the time, she was like a fifth wheel with her married friends. 

As we finished our meal, the band began in the adjoining room. The music was a perfect match for the meal. I asked Tiffany if she would like to dance and she accepted. The music was big-band style and we danced in the customary style. We were not all that close but her breast, because of their size, were pressed into my chest. My cock was paying attention and stirred significantly in my pants. Our pelvises were far enough apart that she did not feel my arousal. I thought I was home free when the music stopped but before we could get completely off the dance floor the next song began. It was a big band version of Chopin's Nocturne in Eb minor that Eddie Duchin, Jr. used as his theme song.

"Oh, I love this song," Kate said. "Would you mind dancing this one more song?"

We danced and she snuggled in close to me and laid her head on my shoulder. She pressed her body close to mine and I was lost. My cock was fully extended and pressing against her stomach. I held her close and danced. She had to notice by cock poking her but she chose to ignore it and when the tune was over, she walked closely in front of me back to our seats.

When we were seated, she finished her glass of wine and said, "I'm enjoying this way too much. I guess that we had better head for home."

We went to the door where I handed the slip to the valet who said something into a portable radio. Our car arrived a couple of minutes later. It was a coincidence that Time-Life had sent me a CD of Piano Masterpieces that I happened to have in my player and track 23 was the nocturne that Tiffany had expressed love for in the restaurant. As I pulled away from the restaurant, I pressed play and punched in 23. Music filled the car and we drove back to her house in silence. She laid her head back against the headrest and I sneaked glances of her breasts, softly rising and falling as she breathed. The music stopped as I cut the ignition in her driveway.

I took her hand as I helped her from the car and held it as I walked with her to the door. I raised her hand to my lips and said, "I thoroughly enjoyed your company this evening."

"I had a great time also," she said. Then as if in thought, she added, "Would you like to come in for a cup of coffee?"

I accepted and she suggested that I get comfortable on the sofa while she went into the kitchen. A few minutes later, I smelled the aroma of fresh brewed coffee wafting through the room. A couple of minutes after that, Tiffany came into the living room carrying a tray with two tall glass cups of coffee with whipped cream on top.

"I saw that I had the fixings for Irish coffee and thought I would surprise you," she said as she placed the tray on the coffee table.

We sat on the sofa talking about the evening and how we had been lucky to run into each other at the bar and how good the food was at the restaurant. It was time for me to get out of there before I made a fool of myself. "It's getting late," I said finishing off my coffee. "I had better go before I start getting ideas."

"I agree that it is time to call it a night but if my memory of the dance floor serves me right, It's too late to keep you from having ideas." She said with a big grin.

I wasn't sure just what her purpose was in mentioning that at this point but I attributed it to the Irish coffee and made my way to the door. As I reached the door, I stopped and turned toward Tiffany to say my final good-byes for the evening. I stopped but Tiffany did not and she ran into me. My arms instinctively went around her to keep her from falling and her arms were around my neck. Our feet became tangled and we ended up on the carpet. I landed on top with my knees between her lower legs and my face nestled in the softness of her full bosom. I crawled over and fell on the floor beside her. We were both in fits of laughter.

As the laughter subsided we found ourselves lying side-by-side on the floor with her breast pressing once again into my chest. Our lips were just inches apart. Without thinking about the consequences, I kissed her warmly, wetly, and passionately. I was pleasantly surprised when I noticed that she was kissing me back with the same fervor. I slid my hand up her side and cupped her firm, round, breast. I allowed my thumb to flick the nipple and felt it become erect through the thin material of her bra and blouse. I tested further as I removed my hand from her breast and slipped it under her skirt. She opened her legs so I could slide my hand up the inside of her thighs to the hot damp crevice between her legs. I cupped her pussy with my hand as she gasped and moaned into my mouth.

I moved back between her legs and pushed the hem of her dress up until I had uncovered her pelvic area. I immediately slipped my fingers into the waistband of her panties and removed them from her body. As I moved up over her, Tiffany took my penis in her hand and pulled it toward the entrance to her velvet tunnel. I rocked forward and it became immediately apparent that it would take some doing to fuck this beautiful woman. The head of my cock eased into the entrance of her pussy and met resistance. She was married so she couldn't be a virgin. Even though she was very wet and ready, she had such a tiny pussy that it was difficult to enter her. I used her pussy juice as natural lubrication. I rubbed the head of my dick through the valley between her lips as far up as her clitoris. Then I would slide it back and take a stroke into her pussy.




Kate



I had worked about half of my cock into her when she started climaxing. Her love canal acted like a vacuum cleaner and sucked me the rest of the way into her. When this happened, her eyes popped wide open and I thought I had hurt her but no pain registered on her features. The only sounds coming from her were grunts and uuhhh uuhhh sounds. Once my cock was fully inside her I didn't use more that a half to three-quarters of an inch stroke as I rested my weight on my elbows and knees and went in and out and around. Once the orgasm overtook her, she stayed in orgasm until I flooded the depths of her tight little pussy with my cum.

We had released the sexual tension that had been building between us since she came into that neighbor lounge at happy hour. The heightened tension had abated but our desire for each other had not. We lay on the carpet, facing one another, and holding on.

She whispered to me, "Go move your car and come back. I'm not going to work. It won't be any problem. I work for my father and he's out of town."

I felt like such an old man trying to get my well-fucked ass off the floor after she had jumped up as easily as she had done. I took my car to my parents house under the cover of darkness. I left a note on their kitchen counter that I would be back later and went back to Tiffany. She had left the front door unlocked. I went in and locked the door and made my way to her bedroom. The lights were off so I just removed my clothes and got into bed. Within seconds, I felt her small hands on my cock and shortly after she had stroked it a few times, I felt her wet, warm mouth slide over the helmet and her tongue lick the sensitive underside of my cock.

I turned her body around so that she was straddling my face. With my hands on her tight little heart-shaped ass, I pulled her down until her pussy was in my mouth. I ran my tongue the length of her crack and settled in on her clit. I licked and sucked on her clit sending little tremors through her body. The tremors grew as she neared orgasm. I slid my hands up her body in search of her breast which I could feel resting on my stomach. She lifted her body slightly to allow my hands to cup her magnificent full round globes. I rubbed my fingers over her rock hard nipples and the tremors that she had been experiencing became a full-blown quake. She was jerking around so bad that I was having a hard time keeping in contact with her. I continued to play with her right breast with my left hand while I moved my right hand back to her ass where I could better hold her to me and continue to torture her clitoris with my tongue and lips.

Finally I allowed her to pull away from me and she turned around and began kissing the warm sticky pussy nectar from my mouth. "Fuck me, fuck me now with that big dick," she said into my mouth while she was pulling me to her and rolling over onto her back. I rolled with her and when my cock lined up with her love canal, I gently pushed forward. The muscles in her vagina were more relaxed now. Even though she was still very tight, I could get inside her much more easily. Her orgasm had not completely subsided and as I entered her I could feel the gentle squeezing of her pussy walls on my dick. She went back into full orgasm and it didn't take long for me to join her in sexual bliss.

As we came down, we lay there in her connubial bed holding onto one another. We talked and laughed and petted one another. Finally, at dawn, we drifted into that peaceful slumber that is reserved for the afterglow of lovemaking. When I awoke, she was not in bed. A quick check of the amount of light in the room indicated that it was midday. I lay there very appreciatively smelling the aroma of our sex in the bed but also the smell of sausage and eggs cooking.

"OK. Time to get up Sleepyhead," Tiffany announced gleefully as she jumped upon the bed. I grabbed at her and she continued laughingly, "No time for that. It's time for breakfast. We can't keep this up on cookies, you know."

I grabbed again and caught her this time. She tried to act like she was upset but her giggling gave her away. I kissed her lips and she kissed me back. We had our arms around each other and my head was looking over her left shoulder when I saw the thing that gave me cold chills. It was a picture of Kate Caruthers smiling down at me. I jerked around and on the nightstand was a picture of an older but also smiling Dave Caruthers.

"You're married to Dave Caruthers?" I asked incredibly. 

"Yes I am," she answered. "Do you know him?"

"Yeah," I said trying to recover from the shock of finding out that I was fucking little Dave's wife and Kate's daughter. "I was a friend of the family's and used to mow their lawn and do odd jobs for them."

Tiffany had a look of amused awareness in her eyes. Since Dave seems to be following in his father's footsteps in being away from home so much, I asked Kate how she put up with the lack of having her husband around," she said. "She told me that she took on a young lover that had what it took to make her happy. She said that it was someone who cut their grass and did odd jobs for them. I now understand how she made it."

We looked into each other's eyes for a long time. She finally broke the silence. "Want some breakfast?"

"Sure, why not?" I answered.



Kate



I can't believe what an ass Bill is, Kate thought to herself as she watched her husband pawing the sexy little blonde waitress.  He was always doing this to her when they went out.  A few drinks and he'd notice anyone but her.  And I don't look so bad, Kate said to herself, looking into the mirror behind the bar.  Her deep green dress matched her eyes, and her red waist-length hair still caused men's heads to swivel around for a second look.  Her full 36D breasts didn't need a bra to stand up tall and her nipples were always hard, excited from rubbing against the material of her clothes.  She never wore a bra.  And tonight to be sexy and excite Bill she had worn no panties, making sure he noticed when her short dress hiked up high on her thighs when she got into the car.  The look on Bill's face when he saw her shaved pussy naked under her dress had made her think she was going to have a good time tonight and get some serious loving.

And now he was once again trying to fuck anyone but her.  Well, two can play at that game, she thought, looking around the bar to see who was there.  It wasn't terribly crowded but as usual there were more men than ladies.  Bill was actually feeling the girl's tits.  She couldn't believe it.  Then she noticed the man at the end of the bar.  He seemed really big, tall, broad shoulders, rugged face.

Hmm, this might be fun, she thought as she got to her feet.  She noticed that his eyes were on her as she slowly sauntered down the bar towards him, a smirk on her face as she thought of Bill with his back to her as he felt up the waitress.

"Hi there," she said as she stood next to the stranger.  "Are you by yourself?"

"I was," he replied in a deep voice, a half smile playing across his face.  "And you?"

"I wasn't, but then I was," she replied smiling.  "And now I'm not again, I think."

"Sounds complicated," he said.  "You got a name?"

"Kate."

"I'm Jase."

"Nice to meet you, Jase," Kate said with a smile, holding out her hand.

"I'm sure the pleasure is going to be all mine," Jase said, shaking her hand.

"It better not be," Kate said with a laugh.

"How about a drink?" Jase asked.

"Right here at the bar?" Kate asked, reaching out and rubbing Jase's cock through his jeans.

"That's fine by me," Jase said, taking a long drink on his beer.  "I hope you're thirsty because I'm going to fill your mouth with cum like you've never seen it before."

"I'm getting thirstier by the minute," Kate said, feeling his cock grow under her hand.

"I think it's time to feed you," Jase said, taking her by the hand and pulling her around to the other side of him against the wall.  "Go for it," he said, unzipping his jeans and pulling his cock out.

Kate gasped when she saw it.  It had to be at least 10" long and thicker than any cock she had ever seen.  "Oh my god," she said, reaching out and grasping it in her hand.  "It's so big."

"Get on your knees and suck it," Jase told her.

Kate gave a glance over to where Bill still had his back to her, totally absorbed with the blonde waitress.  Looking around the room she saw that nobody was even looking their way.  The excitement of what she was doing excited her and she felt her nipples get even harder and felt her pussy getting very, very wet.  She dropped to her knees, finding herself at eye level with Jase's monster cock.  She flicked out her tongue, licking the head of his cock, tasting him.

"Mmm," she said, opening her mouth and letting the head of his cock slide in.  Her mouth was stretched as wide as it would go to accommodate him.  She began to lick and suck on the head of his cock, wondering how she was going to get any more of him into her mouth.  Jase solved that problem by grabbing her by the head and forcing her onto his cock, pushing himself into her throat and gagging her.  She backed off for a moment and caught her breath and then Jase was pulling her head forward again, forcing himself into her mouth.

She relaxed as much as possible, sucking on him and licking him, trying to get him into her throat again.  And once again Jase helped, forcing her down onto him, his cock pushing into her throat.  This time she managed not to gag and relaxed as he began to face fuck her, slowly forcing more and more of his cock into her mouth until finally she felt her nose pressing deep into his pubic hair.  She couldn't believe she had all of him in her mouth.  She began to fuck her mouth on his cock, enjoying the feeling of so much cock filling her mouth.  With one hand on his shaft, the other sought out his balls, feeling them large and heavy in her hand as she continued to suck him.

And now Jase let her be, contented to having her do all the work as he struck up a conversation with the bartender.

"I don't know how you do it, Jase," the bartender said, shaking his head as he leaned over the bar to watch Kate sucking his huge cock.

"Well, they get to see all of this and they just can't resist trying to see if they can do it," Jase said, stroking Kate's head as she continued to suck him.  "This one is pretty good," he said.

"Yeah, she's pissed at her stupid husband," the bartender said with a laugh, looking over at Bill amusing himself with the waitress.

"Her husband, huh," Jase said with a grin as he looked down at Kate with his cock buried in her mouth.  "Maybe we'll really let her get even," he said with a laugh.

"I'll take some of that," the bartender agreed, laughing too.

"Hey Honey," Jase said, reaching down to stroke Kate's cheek.  "Take a break for a minute.  I promise I'll cum in your mouth before we're done."

Reluctantly Kate let Jase's cock out of her mouth, driving her tongue one last time into the slit at the end and sucking on him, tasting his pre-cum once again before she let him help her to her feet, her eyes bright.

"You like that, Honey?" Jase asked.

"Yeah," Kate said, licking her lips.

"That your husband?" Jase asked, indicating Bill with his head.

"Yeah, that asshole," Kate said, her hand still wrapped around Jase's cock.

"Well, let's show him what he's missing then," Jase said, getting to his feet.  "Have a seat," he said, helping Kate onto the barstool and turning her so that her back was to the bar, and Bill.  "I'll bet a hot babe like you doesn't wear panties under a dress like that, does she?" Jase asked, sliding his hand between her legs and feeling her naked pussy.  "Nice and wet too," he said, sliding two fingers into her.

Kate moaned as Jase slid his fingers in and out of her pussy.  She couldn't believe how good it felt, how exciting it was to be doing it publically.  She barely noticed when Jase reached around behind her and slid the zipper on her dress down.  She lifted her ass when he tugged her skirt up and slid her to the edge of the barstool, standing between her now wide-spread legs.  Grasping his cock in his hand, Jase rubbed the head of it up and down between Kate's naked pussy lips.

Kate leaned back against the bar, her arms spread wide to support her and her head hanging back.  Her mouth opened in a gasp as she felt Jase's huge cock start to enter her pussy.  Oh my god, she thought as she felt inch after inch of his cock pushing deep into her pussy, entering what she thought of as no-man's land, a place no man had ever reached before.  She felt rough hands on her face, and opening her eyes saw the bartender standing there, caressing her cheeks softly.  Then his hands pushed downward, pushing the top of her unzipped dress down, exposing and freeing her tits, his fingers grasping her nipples and squeezing them tightly and pulling on them.

Kate gasped at the sudden pleasure/pain this caused her even as she felt Jase bottoming out in her pussy, their pubic bones grinding against each other as his cock filled her pussy.  Then he slowly began to fuck her while the bartender continued to play with her tits.  Jase sawed in and out of her pussy, fucking her steadily while Kate felt orgasm after orgasm sweep through her body.  She had never felt anything like this.  The excitement of fucking a complete stranger, and in public in a bar with her husband standing not 20 feet away was incredible.  

She felt Jase's thumb find her clit and begin to rub it while he continued to fuck her.  Now she was moaning out loud, unable to contain herself.  She didn't care who heard her or saw her.  Jase's huge cock sliding in and out of her pussy while he continued to rub her clit while the bartender played with her tits had her on the edge of passing out.  Now Jase started really fucking her, slamming his cock in and out of her pussy, really giving it to her.  Then he suddenly stopped and she felt herself pulled off of the barstool and pushed to her knees.  Jase's huge cock was sticking in her face, glistening wetly from her pussy juices.

"Now I'm ready to fill your mouth," Jase said, touching her lips with his cock.

Kate opened her mouth, sucking his cock, tasting herself all over him.  With one hand she grasped his shaft and with the other she cupped his balls, rolling them gently as she continued to suck his cock.  After just a minute or so Jase groaned and Kate felt his cock get impossibly bigger and then it was gushing cum into her sucking mouth.  Kate couldn't believe he could fill her mouth, and especially not so quickly.  She almost choked before she managed to swallow the first mouthful and then her mouth was being filled once again.  She swallowed again and then resumed sucking Jase's cock, the flow of cum having diminished.  She sucked until she got no more joy juice from him before letting his cock slide from her mouth.

There she was, on her knees in a bar, her dress hiked up around her hips, her top pushed down to her waist.  She had just sucked and fucked a total stranger.  Jase reached down and helped her to her feet.  Very gently he helped her pull up and straighten her dress.  Then he leaned over and kissed her.

"That was great," he said.  "It serves him right," he said, nodding towards Bill who had not once noticed what had happened.

"I think it serves me right," Kate said with a sigh.  "You have the most incredible cock."

"It liked your mouth and pussy too," Jase said with a laugh.  "You come here often?"

"Not really," Kate replied.  "But I imagine I can get Bill to come again tomorrow night.  Who knows, he might get lucky."

"And you?" Jase asked.

"I got lucky tonight and I plan on being just as lucky tomorrow."

"Sounds like a plan."

"Thank you," Kate said, leaning forward and pulling his face down to kiss him.

"Hey, Kate, what are you doing?" Bill suddenly said.

"Just saying good-night," Kate replied, smiling at Jase as she turned to face Bill.  "Do you think she's ready to fuck you yet?"

"Wh-what do you mean?" Bill asked.

"Oh, Bill, why is it you think it's me that's stupid?" Kate said with a laugh, taking his arm.  "Let's go home, I want to take a shower and go to bed."

"Yeah, sure," Bill said, not quite understanding what had just happened.

"If you'd like we can come back tomorrow and you can try again," Kate said with a smile.  "Maybe you'll get lucky too."



Kate



J'étais venue passer le week-end dans ma station balnéaire bretonne préférée. Le temps n'était pas de la partie, mais tant pis.

La samedi soir, j'allais dans ce Pub où j'avais rencontré ma dernière conquête. Je portais des bas blanc, une jupe Ecossaise et un chemisier blanc. Celui-ci dévoilant un peu trop mes seins, je gardais ma veste sur le dos. Je cherchais une aventure sans trop la chercher.

Il n'y avait pas encore grand monde. Je grimpais sur un tabouret, tout en remettant ma jupe en place. Je commandais un Punch, un peu de soleil dans cette grisaille.

Pendant que j'attendais mon verre, j'entendis un léger gloussement sur ma droite. Je me tournais et découvris une magnifique créature en pleine conversation avec, visiblement, son compagnon. Je l'observais. Elle était brune, le sourire éclatant, bref, le genre de fille qui ne me laisse pas indifférente.

Elle dut se sentir observé. Elle regarda dans ma direction. Elle me salua. Je lui rendis son salut.

Je ne devais pas lui être indifférente, parce que ensuite, je remarquais que la belle glissait de temps en temps des coups d'œil vers moi. 

Ils finirent par payer et quitter le Pub. Elle ne m'adressa pas un "au revoir" comme je l'aurais souhaitée. Dommage.

Il ne me restait plus que mes illusions et mon verre. Je le finis d'un trait et m'apprêtais à en commander un deuxième.

-Je vous paies un verre?" dit une voix féminine près de moi.

Je me retournais et mon cœur bondit de joie en découvrant la magnifique brune qui venait de partir.

-Merci!" dis je simplement.

-La place est libre?" dit elle en montrant le tabouret proche du mien.

-Oui!"

Elle grimpa sur le tabouret. Elle aussi portait des bas et une petit jupe aussi courte que la mienne. Elle portait un tee-shirt rose qui moulait sa poitrine à la perfection. Sa jupe remonta sur ses cuisses dévoilant le haut de ses bas et le tissus de sa petite culotte blanche. Elle ne fit rien pour se cacher.

Elle commanda les verres et entama la conversation.

J'étais subjuguée par la créature. Elle se prénommait Kate, venait de Paris et était danseuse classique. Elle pouvait l'être, vu ses jambes magnifique. Je buvais ses paroles, me baignais dans ses yeux vert, etc…

Je lui payais un verre à mon tour et continuais à être bercé par ces paroles. Nos genoux se touchaient de temps en temps provoquant des frissons sur mon échine.

-Et si on allait ailleurs, dans une endroit plus calme, afin de continuer notre conversation?"

Conversation! Je n'avais pas dit un mot, mis à part des A, O, oui, etc…

D'après la lueur qui brillait dans ses yeux, la conversation allait glisser vers un autre stade.

-Je vous suis ." lui dis je enfin.

Une joie apparut dans ses yeux. Elle me déposa un baisé sur la joue et glissa du tabouret. Je suivais cette beauté hors du Pub.

Je grimpais dans sa voiture et on partit vers cette endroit plus calme qui se présenta sous la forme d'un hôtel au bord de la plage.

Je la suivis dans le Hall de l'hôtel. Le réceptionniste nous regarda longuement tout en nous donnant les clés.

-Bonne soirée mesdames." Dit il avec un ton narquois et un sourire au coin des lèvres.

Elle ouvrit la porte de sa chambre au troisième étage, s'effaça pour me laisser entrer. Une fois la porte refermé, elle laissa choir son manteau et s'approcha rapidement de moi. Ses bras m'enlacèrent et une bouche vorace se posa sur la mienne. Sa langue partit à la recherche de la mienne. Je lui pris la taille et m'abandonnais au baiser. Ce fut succulent. Le baiser sembla durer une éternité. Elle embrassait divinement bien.

Mon cœur s'emballa lorsque j'entendis frapper à la porte.

Sa bouche quitta la mienne. Le sourire qu'elle arborait, me tranquillisa un peu. Elle prit mon visage entre ses mains.

-Ne bouge surtout pas. Je reviens." Dit elle en me baisant les lèvres.

Elle ouvrit la porte et laissa entrer le visiteur dans la pièce. Ils s'embrassèrent goulûment. Je reconnus l'homme qui l'accompagnait au Pub.

Je me sentais de trop. Je pris ma veste, qu'elle m'avait retiré sans que je m'en rende compte, et m'apprêtais à partir.

-Je vais vous laisser!" dis je en me dirigeant vers eux et la porte.

Elle me rattrapa par le bras. Je me retrouvais à nouveau dans ses bras, sa langue dans ma bouche. Je ne pouvais résister à son étreinte. Je fermais les yeux et oubliais son compagnon. Elle glissa ses mains sous ma jupe et caressa mes fesses. Mon corps vibra.

Elle retira mon chemisier et ma jupe écossaise. Je n'avais plus que mon Tanga et mes bas. Je la déshabillais à mon tour. 

Un fois toutes les deux en culottes, elle me prit la main et m'amena près du lit, où se trouvait son homme. On pouvait voir son membre gonflé sous son pantalon.

-Comment la trouves tu?" demanda t'elle à son homme.

Il me regarda avec un léger sourire.

-Tu as toujours bon goût ma chérie. Elle est ravissante."

Elle lâcha ma main et grimpa sur le lit. Elle aussi avait un corps splendide.

Elle embrassa son compagnon et me regarda.

-Bon anniversaire mon chéri." Dit elle.

-C'est un cadeau pour moi, ou bien pour toi." Répliqua son mari.

Elle sourit et l'embrassa à nouveau.

-A ton avis?"

-J'aime quand tu es gourmande ma chérie!"

-Je sais!"

Ils s'embrassèrent plus fougueusement cette fois. Elle caressait le sexe de son homme à travers le Jean. Elle le déshabilla ensuite.

Elle regarda dans ma direction et me sourit.

-Ouvres le tiroir de la commode et prend l'objet qui s'y trouve."

J'ouvris le tiroir et découvris un superbe godemiché.

-Passes le et viens nous rejoindre." Dit elle.

Je retirais ma culotte exhibant mes charmes et mis en place le bel engin. Elle ne me quitta pas des yeux, le regard brillant.

-Approches" dit elle.

Je m'approchais d'elle. Elle s'agenouilla et pris le gode dans sa main. Elle le caressa puis le mit dans sa bouche.

Son mari s'installa derrière elle, lui retira son string et alla lécher ses fesses et les lèvres juteuses de sa fleur. Elle apprécia l'initiative en grognant.

Elle pompait comme une furie sur mon pieu en latex. Je pinçais le bout de ses tétons ce qui la faisait gémir.

Elle finit par recracher le godemiché.

-Viens me prendre ma chérie. Je suis prête et toi aussi."

Elle se retourna, me présentant ses fesses alors qu'elle prenait en bouche le sexe de son compagnon. J'écartais ses lèvres juteuses et fit glisser l'engin en elle. Il n'y eut pas de résistance. Elle cria la bouche pleine.

Je me mis alors à la baiser comme l'aurait fait un homme. Tel un piston bien huilé, le gode entrait et sortait sans à-coups. La belle hurlait, la bouche pleine.

-Han, han, han. Tu aimes cette grosse queue dans ta chatte juteuse."

Elle cracha le sexe de son compagnon.

-Ho ouiii, j'aime. Vas y baise moi, plus vite… plus vite".

Je lui obéis. Son corps était comme un pantin désarticulé. Je jouis et elle.

Elle eut un orgasme qui la tétanisa brusquement. Je ralentis la cadence.

Elle se dégagea de l'étreinte et roula sur le lit. Son compagnon plongea entre ses cuisses afin de calmer la douleur avec sa langue. Il léchait la liqueur de Kate avec gourmandise. 

Je m'installais près d'elle. Elle me sourit et son baiser fut très chaleureux. Nos langues se mêlaient, mes mains caressaient ses seins.

-Mon chérie! Laisse un peu la place à notre amie. Je pense qu'elle veut goûter aussi au résultat de son travail. Approche, je vais continuer là ou l'on a été interrompu."

Je m'installa entre ses cuisses grande ouverte. L'odeur de son intimité emplit mes narines. Je repas allait me plaire. 

Je léchais alors ses lèvres que je venais de malmener. Quel divin nectar. Je bus de sa liqueur avec gourmandise. Son bassin ondulait sous ma caresse buccale. Je sentais que le désire revenait.

Je glissais un, puis deux puis trois doigt dans sa chatte. Elle gémit. Je la branlais doucement. Son bassin ondulait de plus en plus.

Je regardais alors son compagnon qui ne perdait pas une miette de mon travail.

-Elle est de nouveau prête. Venez la baiser à votre tour." Lui dis je.

Il s'installa entre ses cuisses et la pénétra à son tour.

Je la rejoins et elle goba à nouveau mon pénis en plastique.

Elle eut un nouvel orgasme alors que son compagnon crachait sa semence en elle.

On fit l'amour à trois jusque très tard dans la nuit.

Je me réveillais avant eux. Je les regardais dormir, blottit l'un contre l'autre. Au pied du lit gisait le godemiché, excellent petit amant.

Je pris une longue douche pour éliminer les toxines accumulées par cette nuit intense. Je me rhabillais ne trouvant pas mon tanga. Tant pis, je le laisse en cadeau. Je laissais ma carte au cas où et quittait l'hôtel.

Le réceptionniste était encore là. Il me regarda en souriant.

-Vous avez passé une bonne nuit Madame?"

-Mademoiselle! Oui, une excellente nuit."

-A vous revoir, Mademoiselle!"

-Qui sait."

Sur la route me menant à la voiture, je m'arrêtais prendre un café à une terrasse. Un doux vent me caressait la peau nue sous ma jupe. C'était très agréable.

A Crazy legs.



Kate



Funny how things work out sometimes. A guy can try and try to hook up with a gal and nothing...then relax and mind your own business and it drops in your lap just like that.

This incident was like that, I was out at the beach with a few friends, one of those too damned hot days. So we were sitting in the shade afforded by some rocks, at least the sand wasn't burning our feet.

There was this little bleached blonde named Teri, I had spent about half the damn day hitting on her from every direction I could think of.

I was getting nowhere. She was hot, skinny waist with round butt cheeks, nice bust just right to fill out her bikini top and balance the package.

There was this one guy I knew, his name was Gordon. He was OK too look at, bit of a tummy on him, my size, 6' and around 200. Gordon is one of those guys who will ask to "Borrow" but his spelling of the word is "give." Top it off with a snarly superior attitude and you get the picture.

Yet he did have a date which was rare for our bunch, we nearly always just hit the beach and went to work on what was available.

On this day the pickings were slim, just Teri and 2 other gals there, for the 6 of us guys. Plus Gordon's date, she was just one point short of spectacular. A medium build brunette, I noticed her right off because when she took off her loose pullover, she had on a pair of baggy shorts and a halter top that looked like it was just about to fall off.

Of course that got my attention, being young and male and all.

The other two gals weren't anything that interested me, the one had a fanny that was bigger than mine, large lumpy legs, the other one was older and overly skinny, 35 or so.

So Teri, the blonde was the target for the day.

Like I said, I was getting nowhere, neither was any of the other guys. George, our resident "grab anything left over" guy had settled in on the chubby one, and Davy was yapping away with the older gal about cooking for God's sake.

Dennis, (we called him "Den-den because he was a drummer) and Hugo, our resident Mexican had wandered off in search of more beer.

I was starting to think it might be time to score some new friends when I heard Gordon snarl, "Fix your top, Kate!"

I glanced over and she was standing there, the loose top had slipped far enough that the top half of one nipple was peeking out.

She reached up and tugged on the strap, glaring at Gorden saying, "My name is Catherine!"

"Whatever." He dismissed her with a wave and a dirty look. She looked pissed as Gordon then headed off towards the water.

She looked at me, still looking upset, I smiled.

She smiled back.

Enough for me, I grabbed the two last cold ones and headed her way, offering her one. She took it and tipped it back, dumping about half the bottle.

Her arm came back down, top slipped back down, right nipple popped up in view.

"Your top slipped again, Catherine."

"Oh, sorry."

"Don't be sorry on my account!" I offered my best evil grin as her nipple, showing some signs of crinkling up vanished from view.

A soft smile cross her face, she patted the blanket.

"Join me?"

"Sure."

I plopped down across from her, she sat crosslegged. We started to chat about everything under the Sun, her schooling, her broken car. (That was how she met Gordon, he worked at an auto shop)

I listened, as she rattled on her top would move slightly as her arms moved. Every movement was a bit lower, in short order the tops of both breasts were bare. Plus the way she was sitting, the legs of her baggy shorts splayed out, I could see all the way up, only the shadow from the sun was keeping me from knowing what color panties she had on.

I was trying to not appear like I was sneeking peeks, (like that was working) but my eyes kept dropping to that dark shadow.

Just then the top half of one nipple slipped into view again.

Right on schedule, here came Gordon. He was pointedly displaying angry body language as he approached.

"Fuck!" she said in a low voice only I could hear.

"What the HELL are you doing, Kate?" his voice was snarly, upset.

"I am sitting here talking to Dan. Why?"

"Well, I could see your tits from clear across the beach!" he almost shouted.

"They are my BREASTS, my name is CATHERINE, and there is nothing wrong with them, this is a GODDAM beach!"

"Kate...." his voice trailed off.

"Get lost, Gordon."

"But I brought you, how are you...?" his voice went into a whining note.

"I will manage."

Gordon glared at her, then me. I wasn't the least worried, I had muscles in the places that were soft on his body, and he knew that.

He turned and stomped off muttering, "Bitch." as he walked away.

I just shrugged. Catherine and I went back to chatting. I will admit I was still hoping to find out what was in the dark shadow up the legs of her shorts, and she quit bothering to pull up her top after that.

I noticed it was starting to cool off, the Sun was getting low. George and Davy had vanished with the two gals. Dennis and Hugo never did come back, nothing new there. They either met some ladies or were off playing pool somewhere.

There was just Catherine and me, I had spotted Gordon chatting up the blonde a few hundred yards away. She seemed to be liking it too, go figure.

"We better..." I said, starting to get up.

"Can you give me a lift? I seem to have lost mine."

I had planned on that, we got to my old Camaro and I held the door for her. She sat down, reached for the seat belt, clipped it. By the time I got into the driver's side she was sitting there with one tit in plain view.

"Your top is slipping, Catherine." The understatement of the century, her whole breast was out.

I reached over and slipped the cloth back up into place, she leaned my way as I did so, I kissed her. She welcomed it, kissed me back. I let the palm of my hand cradle her right breast, rewarded with a sigh and more feverish activity of her mouth on mine.

I leaned back, started the car. She gave me her address, I hesitated, it was a good 50 miles the wrong direction. Not that I minded, I didn't want to wait.

"Or we could go to your place?" I nodded... 3 miles.

I think I used all 280 horses hitting the freeway, then the offramp, pulled up at my apartment complex.

We walked fast towards the door, I fumbled with the keys, got it open, shut behind us. I saw the old lady who lives two doors down out fiddling with her plants, she gave me a big shit-eating grin.

I wanted to laugh at that but Catherine piled into my arms, mouth finding mine, my hands wrapped around her lower back, pulling her to me.

Then she reached behind her back, tripped the catch on her halter top, breasts sprang free. Instantly buried in my face. She had been teasing me all day, knew it.

Her baggy shorts slid down and off with just a bit of encouragement of my hands, I saw what the dark shadow I had seen before was. It was all her, the heavy mass of pubic hair was untouched by any blade.

I was in her in a rush, she was rushing too, we both were sweating and struggling to join and pound away at each other.

As I felt myself slide between her wet lips and inside, she let out a long groan, "Oh my God it's so big!" the rest was just gutteral grunts.

I felt her hips jam up at me, she orgasmed as I let go myself, no stopping or slowing at all.

We rested, I reached for her and began to play, inspect her. I got down and teased her labia, opening her to my gaze, feeling the new flood of wet as she lay there and allowed my probing.

Then she sat up, grasped my rapidly firming erection. She pulled, gently at first, them more firmly as my foreskin rolled back, exposing the head.

"There is is!" she said, in almost a singsong voice, then she inspected me. Finally she turned around and we lay side by side. I entered her and we began a long slow session, each of us taking our time, delighting in the shared sensations.

Then we rested again.

"I love teasing men, it makes them so hard!"

"Well, that was fun today."

"Just looking at my boobies gets guys going, huh?"

"Yea..well, it does for me..it's kinda naughty that way."

"Gordon got all mad if I let someone see them."

"I noticed that."

"But Gordon does like to lick my pussy..."

I took that as a hint.

"Me, too..."

I rolled her onto her back, began to lick and nuzzle my way up her legs, higher and higher. I could look up and watch her face, her eyes began to flutter as I got closer and closer, finally stroking the length of her slit with the flat of my tongue. I felt the tight little button, flicked it over and over as she burst into moans.

It didn't take long before she shuddered and pulled away, the sensations becoming to strong.

With dreamy eys, she smiled at me.

"Return the favor?"

Her mouth opened and settled on me, she lifted off for a second, said, "Yours will barely fit!" then she covered me again.

I remembered for a long time after that to never call her Kate.



Kate



We had a drawing at the company I worked at a month ago. It was an end of the year raffle for those who participated in the "Sunshine Fund". Most people who worked at Filex had contributed $30 the previous January. Whenever an employee was ill or had a death in the family etc. flowers or some other thing was sent which were paid for from the fund. In early October the organizers of the fund would have a company party (paid for from extra proceeds from the fund) which included a raffle they had solicited from various vendors and businesses in the Community that had enough "prizes" so that each participant in the fund would win something ..often worth more than their cash contribution.

I won two tickets to a performance of the Baltimore Symphony Pops worth on their face $116.00. Now classical music is not my favorite but I do appreciate well played real music and I grew up listening to such music because my late Father was a fan. So I was not unappreciative of the tickets. The problem was I am a bachelor living alone with no one to take to such an event so I began wondering what to do with the tickets. I didn't think it would look good if I got myself arrested attempting to scalp them so I decided maybe I would just go by myself.

I mentioned this to Carla a good friend and associate of mine. Carla empathized with my problem and then went back to her duties. She came back to see me about a half an hour later and said. "You know, Kate, Mr. Rollinger's secretary likes classical music. Maybe she would like to go with you."

"Oh God ," I groaned. If there was one person in the whole company I wouldn't want to go somewhere with it was Kate.

"It was just a suggestion." Carla said. "Actually Renee told me Kate solicited the tickets in the first place. I've heard her talk about how she can't afford to go to the symphony because her wages got garnished from that accident where she hit a pedestrian a couple years ago."

"I didn't mean to act so negatively Carla." I said. "I just don't care for the prospect of hanging out with Kate for more than five minutes.

Carla shrugged her shoulders.

After a while an idea occurred to me. Why not just give Kate the tickets? It would certainly be nice to have an IOU from her when dealing with Mr. Rollinger at some future date. At least I could try to make the effort.

Now Kate was not an unattractive woman. She wore simple glasses most of the time and dressed very modestly at work. My problem with her was that she held the keys to the kingdom in that you had to talk your way by her to get to see Mr. Rollinger THE BIG BOSS who was far from a pleasant person himself. That and she wore her "born again religion" on her sleeve which is a turnoff with me. Any discussion with her usually wound up in the realm of "coming to Jesus."

The next morning I approached her desk with trepidation. "Hi Kate" I said smiling.

"How are you doing Don", she said in an upbeat mood "I saw you won the symphony tickets...lucky guy."

"Yeah I did.. I was wondering, could you use the tickets? I really don't have anyone to take to something like that." I replied.

"When is it?" she asked.

"It's a week from tomorrow, Saturday, the 19th 8:00 PM"

"Don, I couldn't take both tickets, they're worth too much.. And I don't have anyone to go with either...unless you might like to go together.?"

"We could do that." I said making a flash decision on the spot. I found myself wondering if I might glean inside information about Rollinger going this route.

"Well that sounds great. Would you like me to drive?" she asked.

"No I can handle that and we could get a bite to eat beforehand."

"Why don't we talk later in the week and I'll let you know where I live. You'll have to dress up a little, you know, like you do at work.

"Sure. We'll talk again soon," I said excusing myself .

The next day Carla came by to needle me. "So you are going to the symphony with the 'church lady'," she laughed. "Can you afford to tithed at the 2nd Avenue Pentecostal Cathedral?"

"What have I gotten myself into?" I laughed.

I'd watch out if I were you," Carla grinned. "She got divorced three years ago and might want to make up for lost time."

"Somehow I don't think that will be a problem," I said.

"Yeah. Well I've seen her dressed casually when she wasn't at work and she's got a body to die for."

"Carla, I don't believe that for a second," I replied.

"You just better watch yourself."

The big night arrived sooner than I expected. I picked Kate up at the apartment address she had given me and we headed to Cliff's Seafood about a block from Symphony Hall. Over dinner we had a nice talk, a little about work, then mostly about me. She got me talking about my past, my successes at William and Mary, my 12 years in the Navy. I found out she had gone to Baltimore City College for two years and worked at Fidex since then.

The most traumatic thing to happen to her was that driving home from work one night she had hit a "hooker" who had suddenly dashed into the street in front of her. The pedestrian was now a paraplegic from the accident and had sued her and gotten an award far more than her liability coverage. The Court had garnished her wages and she was having $ 440 a month taken from her pay after taxes which didn't leave her much. Surprisingly over dinner she never mentioned her Church.

We went to the Symphony Hall and heard Marvin Hamlisch lead the Baltimore Pops Symphony in several classical numbers and then a bunch of Henri Mancini tunes which I found myself singing along with.

She elbowed me in the ribs and told me that I sang really well but the other concert goers were getting annoyed.

Oh, I didn't mention the pretty blue dress she was wearing. It fit her perfectly with half inch shoulder straps and though it wouldn't be considered "too low cut" sitting beside her was in some ways more interesting than the music.

After the concert on the ride home we talked about Rollinger. It seems she was just as scared of him as the rest of us. She didn't really control his schedule she told me. He was just well organized. He would see different department people on certain days during planned blocks of time. He didn't ever take phone calls, always called people back at fixed times of the day. She said he claimed he got a lot more done that way.

We got back to her apartment and she asked me to come in for a bit, have a beer.

Why not I thought. The evening had been pleasant enough. I was enjoying seeing this side of the "wicked church lady".

She hung my coat up, showed me where the head was and gestured toward the couch. After I'd settled down she brought me a Coors Light and said. "If you'll excuse me a minute I have to get out of this dress."

As she disappeared into a bedroom I joked to myself that maybe I should have offered to "help her out" She came back soon enough wearing a two piece apricot colored play suit, bare in much of the back and cut nicely in the front. It matched her skin perfectly. I found myself wondering if she was still wearing the flowery revealing beige bra I'd seen most of at the Symphony? No she couldn't be, the bare back was too low.

"How's the beer?" she asked plopping down beside me on the couch and taking a sip of one she had set there for herself.

"It's great. I'm a lot thirstier than I thought I was."

"Me too," she laughed "I've got plenty of that cold in the fridge."

She set her eyeglasses on a nearby end table and smiled at me putting her hand on my shoulder. "Pretty and nice perfume too," I thought. 

She suddenly snuggled next to me and gazed up. "What?" she said looking in my eyes.

"You smell nice," I stammered.

"Do you mind me getting friendly like this?" she asked.

"Everyone needs friends." I replied. I put my hand in her auburn hair and played with it. When she didn't react negatively I kissed her. The next thing I knew she was wrapping herself against me. I kissed her again and felt the softness of her bosom rubbing against my chest. The kiss was intense with our tongues lashing at each other.

Simultaneously we pulled away from each other. She caught a breath. "Maybe we're moving too fast."

"You don't disappoint," I adlibbed. Impulsively I turned her back toward me and clasped her upper arms.

"Here now. Relaxxx." I whispered gently rubbing her shoulders.

"Oh..that feels soooh good," she cooed.

I added my thumbs digging into her upper back muscles before the massage strokes.

"I think you could make the big bucks doing this," she joked

By now I had the straps of the playsuit top sliding down her arms. She made no attempt to raise them because she was enjoying the contact with my hands with her bare skin.

I pulled her back so her head was against the left side of my chest and stared down at what I'd uncovered. Most of her breasts were exposed including the appearance of a taut pink nipple just below the neckline of her top.

I kissed the side of her neck and dropped my right hand into the right side of her bosom. "Do you mind?" I asked no longer caring what the answer might be.

"Ohhh"..she moaned as my fingers encircled the nipple. With the rest of my hand I gently squeezed the soft mound of flesh. God, did she feel good to me.

"It's been so long," she said breathing heavier.

"Same here." I said.

She pulled away and attempted to straighten her top..

"No. Take it off Kate," I suggested. "If you're worried about it being torn." I lifted the bottom edges and she voluntarily raised her arms over her head so it could be pulled free.

I'd never seen a more perfect pair of breasts. Kate leaned into me and pulled the palm of my left hand back against her boob. 

"You have a nice touch there," she said.

I kissed her on the lips briefly and then dropped my mouth to her other breast. While this was going on I felt her hands tugging my shirt from my slacks. Now she was fooling with my belt and the clasp above my zipper.

I dropped my right hand against the inside of her thigh and stroked upward. 

Her breathing became more excited as I began to tongue lash her nipple while stroking my hand on the inside of her leg. Eventually I slipped my hand inside the spacious bottom of her shorts and brushed the wet silk of her panties where Kate's legs met. At the same time I felt her hands tugging at the zipper of my slacks. My cock began hardening at the nearby activity.

I had my hand inside her panties now and after pushing aside the clothI began gently penetrating her with my middle finger. Then I dropped my head into where my hand was and began to tongue her clit. Moments later she was crying out, obviously in the rhythmic throes of an orgasm.. Finally she pulled away to catch her breath.

"My God you're good," she said between gasps. Having half regained her composure she reached for the front of my slacks again. 

Eager to be helpful I finished unzipping and in one motion slid down and stepped out of my shorts and slacks. My 7 ½ inch cock now free stood at attention near her face.

"What do you want me to do?" she asked.

"Take me in your mouth as deep as you can and don't let it out until it won't come any more." I suggested.

"You get an "A" for an unambiguous answer." she laughed. "I was hoping you would want me to suck your cock. Lay back." she suggested.

She kissed me on the lips then dragged her wonderful bosom down over my stomach, stopping to wiggle the tips of her breasts against my balls. Then she was running her tongue up, down and all around my cock. Finally after a deep breath she encircled the head with her lips and plunged downward like she was swallowing a sword taking my shaft deep into her throat. She continued this movement rhythmically increasing the tempo as my involuntary gasps of pleasure increased. Suddenly my sweet feeling exploded and a torrent of my love fluid burst forth in spurts into the far recesses of her mouth. She didn't miss a beat, keeping the rhythm going until I was entirely spent and my pleasure subsided.

She came up and kissed me on the mouth. "Your cum tastes pretty good doesn't it.?" she winked having just dumped a dollop of it back in my mouth before swallowing the rest.

"You know if we could do that to ourselves we wouldn't need you girls." I replied.

"Why don't you finish your beer and then we can go play in my bed.?"

"Sounds good to me."



Kate After Dinner



It was about 9:30pm when they left the upscale bar after spending several hours in the cocktail lounge. Kate looked so sexy wearing those tight fitting black pants and the low cut top. During the evening he had run a hand up over a full breast and nipple and she took her time pushing his hand away. He knew no one was watching but liked the feeling of caressing her big tits in public. As the evening went on she let him explore her tits for longer and longer periods of time before she got frightened that someone was watching them. Her nipples were hard and quite visible through the sheer top.

Two nights earlier she had worn a short black dress without panties and asked him if he liked the idea that her cunt was exposed under the table. She told him that she wished he could finger her under the restaurant table. She was feeling very sexy that night and when they got outside he pushed her face down over the hood of the car. Pulling up of her dress over her hips, he fucked right there in the parking lot as he grabbed her hair in one hand and pounded her senseless with his hard cock.

On this night, they got back to the hotel and she went up to the room to drop off her purse before coming down to join him at the beach bar. The beach was beautiful and they could hear the noises of the loud convention people near the bar. As they continued onto the wooden walkway leading to the big sandy beach, they stood there admiring the view on this warm Florida night. Looking at her, he pulled her close and their lips met. 

There didn't seem to be anyone in sight and their kisses were heated and urgent. His hands dropped to her ass, pulling her into him as his tongue explored her mouth. After some minutes of deep tongue kissing, he turned Kate around and began to kiss the sensitive back of her neck. Paul's hands went under her top and immediately were on her big braless tits. His fingers pulled and pinched her already hard nipples and she responded by pushing her ass into his crotch and grinding it against his hardening cock. 

Turning her around again to face him she asked if anyone was around to see them. Instead of answering her, Paul's hand went down the front of her black pants. Kate spread her legs as his hand went down between her skin and the black silk fabric of her pants. He felt the wetness of on her thong with a probing finger. Pushing a finger into her wet cunt, he continued to kiss her as they stood on the walkway. Kate was on fire and breathing hard as he pushed a finger deeper into her. 

Looking up at him, she asked if there was a spot on the beach where they could go. 

"Why," he asked looking down at her red lips.

"I need you to fuck me right now," she said almost like she was pleading with him.

"Do you want it hard," he asked her as his finger moved in her cunt.

"Yes, I need it hard," she moaned.

Paul did not answer but kept her standing there and then he pushed two fingers into her soaked cunt. The sound of Kate's fuck juice was very loud as the fingers moved in and out. 

"Fuck me now. I need your cock, please" she said with her lips pressed to his ear.

Looking around, Paul told her to come with him as they kicked off their shoes and walked out onto the sand to the hut beside where the chairs were stored overnight. 

As they got to the small hut, he turned her around to face the shed and Kate reached out to brace her hands against the rough wood. Paul pulled down her silk pants to expose her ass and wet cunt. Taking her top in his hands he pulled it up over her big tits. Paul pulled her hips back and then moved her wet thong to the side. It rested over the right side of her ass. Her cunt lips were visible as Kate pointed her hot ass at him and pushed back. He started to finger her again as his other hand began to spank her ass. She was trying to grind back at his finger as he continued to slap her and driving her crazy. 

"Please fuck me," she pleaded.

Paul's pants dropped, then his underwear. His cock was hard and ready and he moved forward to her pussy lips. Her wetness touched his swollen cock head. Splitting her sexy cunt with just the head, he pushed all the way into her with the first hard thrust. Kate gasped and clutched the weathered wooden building. 

Moaning, she dropped her head as he stroked her tight cunt from behind. 

"Oh, yes. fuck me hard," she asked him as he reached back and slapped her ass with his opened hand. Then he spanked her again and again. Moving forward, he reached around to grab her swaying tits and found her hard nipples with his fingers and pinched them. Her hot ass moved urgently on his cock. She loved being exposed like this outside and being spanked and abused as he fucked her. Paul loved the idea of fucking this hot sexy woman right there in a public place and spanking her for anyone to hear. He knew he could not last very long as he continued to fuck her hard and deep. His balls were so full as Kate's hot ass moved on him like a stripper giving a lap dance. She started to scream as she climaxed with an urgency and power that drove her into sexual frenzy. Suddenly, he exploded deep in her cunt. But he kept savagely pounding into her as shot after shot of fuck cream filled her. His hands stayed on her big tits as they both moaned through an amazing orgasm.

When he was done, he put his hand on her cunt and felt his cum leaking out of her. Scooping a big amount of his cum into his hand, he turned her around and offered her the sweet nectar.

"Lick it up, slut," he told her as he watched her lips drop to his outstretched hand as she began to suck it all off his palm. When it was all gone, she licked her lips and smiled at him. They pulled up their pants and then headed to the hotel room.

When they got back, Kate came to him and began to pull off his clothes and told Paul that he needed to get hard so he could fuck her again. He discarded the rest of his clothes and sat on the couch as Kate went to her knees to take his cock into her needy mouth.