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The Engagement Ch. 01

By: Compliant1



"So, Louis, what brings you here today?"

"Well, Della, I thought we could talk about last night."

"Fine with me. What's on your mind?"

"Well, I asked you to marry me and you walked out of the restaurant. I'd like to know why."

"If you're talking about the spectacle you made of yourself by knocking our table over while trying to get down on one knee, I was embarrassed. I was embarrassed by the laughter of the other diners; many of them are clients of mine. I was embarrassed because we've only known each other for two months. Frankly, I was at a loss for words, so I left."

"Della, I fell in love with you the first day we met. I want to spend my life with you. I thought you felt the same towards me."

I deliberately crossed my legs, my shorts revealing my alabaster white thighs. Louis gasped audibly and tried to maintain his composure. I placed my hand on his knee and felt him shiver.

"Louis, I care for you very much. I haven't felt this way towards a man in a very long time, but I've been hurt before. How do I know that you're not after my trust fund, or the beauty salon I've worked so hard to make the most exclusive in town? How do I know that you're not after my money?"

"Della, I fell in love with you before I knew that you owned the salon. You are so beautiful. I've never seen such lovely green eyes, such beautiful long red hair and your radiant smile."

"I suppose my long legs, perfect breasts and puffy nipples had nothing to do with your attraction?"

"Of course, I find you beautiful, so incredibly sensuous that I can't take my eyes off of you. But it's more than that. Della, I've never met anyone as kind and honestly compassionate as you. I love you. What more can I say than I want you to be my wife?"

I gave his knee a little squeeze and said, "Louis, you are a kind, caring man. You're handsome, even if you are a bit small. But I've been hurt before and I swore to myself that I would never let it happen again."

"Tell me how to prove my sincerity. Tell me what you want and I'll gladly give it to you!"

"No offence, Louis, but you work at Starbuck's. You probably couldn't afford that tiny little diamond ring. What could you possibly give me that a rich girl like me can't get on her own?"

"I can give you a man that will love you until the day I die."

"There's another thing, Louis. You're not exactly the most endowed lover I've ever had." Louis flushed and hung his head.

"No, wait Louis. I didn't mean it that way. You aren't exactly hung; I doubt that your penis is five inches when erect, but I've seen much smaller and believe me, we can work around that. The real problem is your, how can I say this? Your oral skills leave a lot to be desired."

"I'm sorry Della, but I've never known what to do or how to do it. No woman has ever told me."

And I'm just the woman to teach you, I thought to myself. Instead, I said to him, "Louis, there's nothing wrong with you that can't be fixed, but I've been hurt before. I had a husband who ran up a fortune on my credit cards. I had a boyfriend who ignored me and another that cheated on me. I'm never going to allow that to happen again."

Please Della! I can't live without you! Please let me prove to you that I can be a good husband.

"All right Louis, I'm going to run this by you and then you can decide if you still want to marry." 

I gave him a good look at my butt as I stood up and began to pace in front of him. The luxurious carpet felt wonderful on my bare feet as I laid out my plans for the future.

"My father once told me that the reason the divorce rate is constantly rising is because people now believe that a marriage is a partnership. He said that nothing could be further from the truth; that the man must be in charge. He said that a man's word in his own house should be law. The husband must be able to make the major decisions and delegate the small details to his wife. 

"Dad said that my parent's marriage was strong because my mom was willing to follow his orders. She had to be appreciative of his discipline be prepared to accept his punishments for her transgressions. She must trust her husband's judgment in any and all manners."

I leaned against the brick fireplace and folded my arms, allowing my hair to drape across my shoulders and breasts. I lifted one foot and placed it against the bricks behind me.

"What do you think of my Father's opinion, Louis?"

"I don't know what to think. I've never really thought about it much. I thought you just had to be in love. How do you feel about it, Della?"

"I love my Daddy, he's so very smart and wise. He didn't make his money being wrong, but sometimes he refuses to admit the truth."

"What is the truth, Della?"

"The truth is, Louis, that I am my own woman."

"I don't understand."

I put my foot down on the fireplace hearth and stood with my legs wide and my back straight, with my hands on my hips and my head held high.

"It means that all my life, I've been going at this all wrong. I was so busy trying to be the good wife that I let my husband and my boyfriends live with no responsibilities and no consequences. The reality is that I should have been calling the shots. Because I didn't, the love died."

"Stella, if you think that I would ever make you do something you didn't want to do, I would never dream of doing that."

"And there's the crux, Louis. You didn't, you wouldn't. You aren't the kind of man that could run a household, or run a relationship."

"Stella, please! Don't give up on me because of this. I know I can change!"

I slowly walked to him and bent forward, so that we were inches apart. I held him gently by the chin and lifted his face up from the gaping neckline of my silk top and stared into his big blue eyes. I've been told that I use my green eyes like a cat to cast a spell over a...well, over a man like Louis! I used them now.

"Louis, I purred, "I don't want you to change. I want to see more of you, the real you. But just as important, I need you to let me be myself, my real self. I'm not in the market for a chauvinistic husband."

Still holding his chin, I leaned forward and gave him the most passionate kiss of his life. I had to hold him tight to keep him from swooning.

"I want you to be my good little hubby." 

I have a client that comes to my salon who earns a good living entertaining at bachelor and birthday parties. She showed me how she can sit on a man's lap and strip without the groom, or the birthday boy, laying a hand on her. I made out with Louis for about twenty minutes. I held his face in my hands and used my arms to pin him to the leather sofa as I kissed him passionately. All the while, I was grinding my breasts, my pelvis into him like a high school cheerleader. 

In an instant, I was up and in the bathroom to fix my make-up. When I returned, Louis was a sight to see. His hair was tousled and his lips were smeared with my lipstick. His eyes were glazed with lust and confusion.

"So, tell me Louis, are you ready to become my little hubby?" 

"I want to please you, Della. But I'm not into the BDSM role playing thing. I don't think I could do that."

"I'm not into the kinky stuff, either, Louis. However, if you are to be my hubby, you will have to except some discipline. We aren't playing games, Louis. There are many men who enjoy being punished by a strong willed woman. That's not what I'm looking for; if you except my discipline, you will have to endure some punishment. 

It's going to take some time, but you will learn to accept my alpha status in our relationship. You will keep your apartment until we are officially married. Then, you must accept your duties as the good little hubby. 

"You will quit your little job and be a stay at home spouse. You will do the cooking and cleaning. We will have sex when I want it and you will learn to pleasure me. I won't forbid you to masturbate. You my jerk off all you like, but you'd better be ready to pleasure me, or I will punish you as I see fit. In short, Louis, you will perform the duties of a dutiful, obedient housewife. Are you willing to accept my proposal?"

"I'm willing to do whatever it takes to make you happy, Della."

"We shall see about that. I'm going to test your sincerity tonight. I am going to give you a sample of the best and the worst you will come to receive in the future. Are you ready, Louis?"

"Yes, Della."

"Very well, then. For starters, you will address me as "dear" or 'my love.' Is that understood?"

"Yes, my love."

"That's a good boy. Take off your clothes and wait for me."

"Yes dear."

I went to my bedroom and stripped. I changed into a short silk robe and sprayed a little cologne on my neck and the small of my back. I picked up my large, wooden hairbrush and returned to my naked little fiancée.

His face was a picture of apprehension when he saw the hairbrush. He whimpered, audibly, when I dragged a dining room chair into the center of my living room.

"Louis, you made a spectacle of yourself with your clumsy behavior tonight. Far worse, you embarrassed me in a public place. That will never happen again."

"I'm sorry, dear. It won't happen again."

"You are correct on both counts. It will never happen again and you are going to be very sorry for embarrassing me. Now, lie across my knees and prepare to be paddled." 

It was obvious by his shrunken penis that Louis was not aroused by his predicament. Once I adjusted his position to my satisfaction, I began to paddle his bottom with the back of the hairbrush. I have to give him credit for not squirming or crying aloud. He held his position across my lap and whimpered softly as I gave him a sound paddling. His bottom was a rosy red when I ordered him to stand.

"Have you learned not to anticipate my wishes, Louis?"

"Yes, dear."

"Did I give you permission to rub your bottom?"

"I'm sorry, my love!"

"You're going to be sorrier. Get back on my lap this instant."

He cried softly, his tears falling to the carpet, as I paddled him again. When I finally allowed him to stand, he held his arms to his side.

"I hope you've learned your lesson, Louis. There is much to be done with you, and spanking your naughty bottom is such a waste of time. Go stand in the corner and think about how you can be a better little hubby."

He was halfway across the room when I called him back to me.

"Louis, when I tell you to do something, I expect you to hurry, not waltz." 

I punctuated my instruction with a few more smacks with my bare hand. "Now, go to your corner and place your nose against the wall!"

I poured myself a glass of wine and gazed at my little fiancée as he whimpered in the corner.

"If you stop crying, I'll allow you to rub your bottom."

I sipped my wine and smiled in satisfaction. Louis had passed the hardest test of the evening with flying colors. Come morning, Louis will have forgotten all about his paddling. Of course, he'll still have his rosy red bottom to remind him!

The Engagement Ch. 01



A Novel by Paris Waterman

*****

An Inauspicious Beginning, But a Start Nonetheless

Los Angeles 1999

With nothing better to do, Robert (Dutch) Perry found himself at a combination jazz/wine festival at Venice Beach. Eyeing the women as they walked, sauntered, or roller skated past, while listening to the bossa nova sound of a Stan Getz imitator who wasn't half-bad. 

His gaze switched to the surf as he followed two surfers as they successfully rode a fairly large wave into shore. Memories of his all too brief stint in the Navy Seals back in 1971 came roaring back as the surfers wave crested and broke, spilling them into the frothy ocean waters.

Dutch had busted his ass getting into the Seals. He had completed three years in the navy, most of it in and around the waters of Vietnam. His specialty was under water demolition. When the opportunity to join the elite Navy Seals occurred he'd jumped at the chance. But fate intervened. 

Just prior to graduating from the intensive training program, he'd been given one last assignment off the cold, wet beaches of Coronado, California. Their team was testing some new equipment and was diving in 75 feet of water. His partner, a kid named Rolf Amoundson, (it was Amoundson who gave him the nick-name Dutch as a means of demonstrating that they were brothers.) was the first to have his test equipment fail. Amoundson's air-valve stuck, and Dutch wasted precious seconds trying to get it operational again before his own quit. 

Amoundson was already in trouble for lack of oxygen, and as Dutch struggled to bring his unconscious teammate to the surface, he too fell victim to a lack of oxygen and passed out. But not before he managed to jettison the heavy equipment and sent them both hurtling to the surface. Amoundson didn't make it. Dutch himself nearly died from the bends and required a long period of hospitalization before recovering.

Dutch realized his dreams of becoming a Seal would never become a reality. He became depressed and remained so until by chance he struck up a meaningful conversation with a black surgeon named Robert Ruark shortly before he was due to leave the hospital and return to duty. They found they had much in common; became good friends, and as a result, his depression lifted and Dutch was motivated enough to become a corpsman.

Because of his heroic background, the Navy was happy to provide him with the necessary training, and he found he not only enjoyed the work but was highly proficient at it. When his hitch in the Navy came to an end his good friend, Doctor Ruark got him a nursing position at a busy Los Angeles Hospital.

***

Returning to the present, the lean, but well muscled Dutch watched a young woman walk past in a thong bikini giving him an instant erection. Smiling to himself, he realized he was in need of a pipe-job, or good piece of ass. With such thoughts lurking in his mind, Dutch followed two young, well-proportioned, but most likely underage girls for a short time. 

Unable to determine if they were eighteen or not, he veered off and meandered through the crowd, sampling wine, mostly reds, and following each sipping with a cracker or a thin slice of cheese, or both.

It was then that he spied them. It was the bright colors they wore that caught his eye.

Dark reds and deep yellows, swirling around as the two frolicked in the surf close to the high tide wall. He walked over and stood nearby watching until they ended their water dance. Then he softly applauded them. Both women smiled self-consciously, pleased with the attention he was paying them. One appeared to be much older, perhaps in her late fifties; the other was in her mid-thirties.

Mother and daughter or just friends? He wondered, as he smiled and introduced himself. Both women had big tits, something to which he was partial too. It was evident both women had had more than their share of wine because as he stood in front of them their eyes darted back and forth from his face to his groin with no thought of concealing their interest.

The older woman's name was Sue. The reality of it was that she was actually 63 years old, but her dirty blonde hair and size DD tits, belied her age. The younger one told him her name was Rosa. Although she had some Mexican bloodlines in her features, her Caucasian lineage dominated. She was strikingly pretty, with long black hair falling past her shoulders and prominent breasts jutting out of her peasant blouse, like ripe melons waiting to be picked.

Dutch's eyes roamed both their bodies and he felt himself hardening again. The two acted like girlfriends, but something just didn't jell with Dutch, and he still held onto the possibility this was a mother-daughter team.

They were still in the social process of making polite conversation and getting acquainted; the usual bullshit that people go through on first meeting. Sue had just finished telling Dutch a dirty joke, when an obviously Mexican woman about forty, ran up to them. She was highly excited and wanted to borrow Rosa's pickup truck.

"But why?" Rosa asked. "We're gonna be leaving soon, ya know? So what's the rush?"

The woman glanced at Dutch and decided to ignore his presence. "You got the camper shell," she said, running her words together.

"So?" Rosa said, growing curious.

Sue leaned her breast into Dutch's arm, and he almost missed what followed.

"Okay, okay! I met this guy!" Even with her dark complexion, Dutch noted she was flushed and sexually excited.

"Maria," Rosa said calmly, "you're always meeting guys."

"You don't understand," she blurted, "this guy has the biggest dong I've ever seen!"

"Oh!" Rosa gasped, and her hands went to her face.

"I gotta get him to fuck me, Rosa. I just gotta!" Realizing that Dutch had heard her, Maria mouthed the word, 'Sorry,' followed by an embarrassed smile before returning her attention to Rosa and the pickup truck.

"That's different," Rosa said. "You can use the truck on one condition."

"What? What?" Maria was obviously in a rush to leave, holding her hand out for the keys.

"I go along with you. This big prick can screw both of us."

"Si! Si!" Maria shouted, gleefully and they ran off together leaving Dutch and Sue standing there.

"Well that developed in a hurry," Sue said, pressing her breast even harder against his arm. Dutch leaned into the pressure, and asked Sue if her wine was okay, or did she need a refill.

"I'm all right," she replied.

"Me too. In fact, I'm fine with things as they are." he said, laughing at the absurdity of the situation.

A knowing expression on her face as Sue said, "Really?"

"Ah, truth is I feel like I've been rejected," he said and winked at her.

"Don't. My Rosa loves big dicks. Hell she'll chase after one if she sees it on the street." This confirmed his suspicions that they were mother and daughter.

"Gee," he said, trying to sound disappointed, 

"I'm crushed. I mean, I know she checked me out. Shit!" he swore, then laughed at himself. 

He pointed at Sue and added, "You both checked me out. I didn't think I was lacking in that department."

Sue chuckled and said, "No, Honey, you're not." And her hand dropped down and gave his cock a squeeze. "Definitely a keeper," she said, and began laughing raucously.

They took a short walk and admired the setting sun while chatting and sipping their wine, Sue's breast never breaking contact with his arm until she sighed and said, "Let's get the fuck out of here. Those two are getting laid. If we work it right we can too. How about a ride to my place?"

He arched his eyebrows. "Your place?"

"If I told you I own a bar, would that help?"

They were both laughing as he extended his arm to her in exaggerated gentlemanly fashion and headed to his battered Volvo.

***

The telephone was ringing as they walked in the door. Sue went to answer it, pointing to the bar in the corner as she left the room indicating that Dutch should make them drinks. As he was finishing the drinks, Sue returned, he handed her a drink and she said, "That was Rosa. She said she and Maria met the guy and went over to her truck. She watched him fuck Maria and then he couldn't get it up again. Rosa was pissed. I told her to come over and have a drink.

Dutch grinned, thinking of a juicy two-some with them, then clinked glasses with Sue. After finishing their drinks, they got up and danced. Sue leaned into him and his hardon pressed into her pubes. His hands found their way into the back of her shorts and he was playing with her bare ass when Rosa arrived. She had had a few more drinks and was more than tipsy.

Mother and daughter enjoyed some friendly banter about Rosa being a horny bitch. Rosa countering that "Mom" had had more pork inside her than the local sausage company. Dutch danced once with Rosa and enjoyed the firmness of her body against his. Then he made another round of drinks. Rosa threw hers down and almost made it to her bed before passing out. They helped her onto the bed then sat down on the edge themselves. 

One thing led to another and before long "Mom" was groaning, "God, you've got a nice fat one! Gimme a minute will ya?"

Sue returned to the bed and sat down. She had changed into a royal blue teddy, but had left her stockings on. She looked just fine to Dutch. Her juicy twat had seen a lot of cock over the years and Dutch was in to the hilt in a matter of moments.

"You gonna gimme a decent fuck with that hunk of meat?" Sue asked with an eagerness that startled him. He responded by going into high gear, fucking furiously for several minutes until she told him to rest for a moment.

"Don't get upset, darling," she purred in his ear. "It's just that I want you to last and I know you're ready to come right now. So take a breather and we'll start again."

He began to protest, but Sue hefted a breast up to his mouth and said, "Nurse on these girls for a while."

As he nuzzled them contentedly, it occurred to him that she might want her tits fucked. "Want me to tit fuck you, Sue?"

"You want too?" She said, holding her pendulous tits in her hands. "Go ahead, but promise me you'll save a couple loads for my cunt. It's awful thirsty, ya know."

As they both laughed, Dutch positioned himself so that his thick prick could ride the deep furrow between her huge "DD" tits. He used his hips to glide his thick prick effortlessly in and out of the valley as Sue clasped her tits tightly around his shaft. 

Eventually Sue groaned, "Enough of this shit! Now fuck me where I really need to be fucked!"

Dutch slid down and buried his face in her crotch eating her thoroughly enough that she came several times.

"That's good, that's really good. But I still need that cock!" she crowed, and yanked him away from her pussy, grabbed his cock and shoved it inside her.

First he was on top. Then she rode his turgid prick; then they switched to doggy style, and then he was on top again. Then he erupted, and she screamed out, "It feels like you turned a fuckin' hose on inside me."

"Give me a minute," Dutch gasped, "and I'll fuck you again."

"You're on Jack," she cackled. "Now gimme that thing and I'll get it hard again."

Sue took him firmly in hand and closed her mouth over the knob of his cock. Dutch squeezed her nipples and she played with his testicles, almost but not quite sending a finger up his ass. When he became hard again, they resumed their fucking. This time it lasted about 45 minutes before he came and both were completely exhausted and lay panting on the disheveled bedding.

"So tell me about you," she said after a while.

"Like what?"

"Where you came from. Tell me about your parents. Is this the first time you ever screwed a girl's mother?"

He laughed. "Really nosey eh?"

"Oh, c'mon, let's face it; you really want to put it to Rosa. The only reason you're here with me is she's away lusting after some guy with a 10-inch wang."

"Okay, okay, you win. My father was Russian, my mother Ukrainian. Both were wartime refugees from Stalin's Russia. Because of their proficiency in several languages they were recruited by Uncle Sam to listen to certain radio messages and translate them into English. Eventually, that was good enough to get them into the States. We all got our citizenship papers the same day."

He took a long look at Sue and continued. "But you don't want to hear about that. You want the sordid stuff."

"That's right."

"Okay, my Dad, my brother ... yeah, I have a younger brother. Um, we all have, what my Dad called, German Sausages. The tip's of our cock's are in the shape of a helmet that swells up and looks kinda like a beer sausage."

"That's pretty close," Sue breathed heavily in his ear.

"Yeah, well, my fingers barely get around the damn thing. I was always getting ragged about it as a kid. But then I learned how to use it. Actually a couple women taught me how to please them and . . . well, you know."

"They taught you well, bless their hearts."

"Anyway one day when I was about 19 and just got home from school, I heard my mother yelling from her bedroom, 'Ken don't do that,' she was yelling."

"Now Ken was my younger brother; he's maybe 18 then. So you can see that I was pretty dumb and I didn't understand what he was doing. So I quietly crept down the hall to Mom's bedroom, that's where the voices were coming from. By this time my mother was moaning and saying "Oh yes! Don't stop! It feels so good! Just like your Dad's." Well by God I knew what was happening now, I just couldn't believe it."

"So what did you do about it?" Sue asked excitedly. She was already fingering herself.

"I nudged the door open about 6 inches and looked in. What I saw made me drop my pants and start to jack my cock. Then I heard her say "Oh, God, you're going to cum!" And Kenny pulled out and squirted all over my mother's tits."

An "Ugh! Ugh!" sound gurgled from Sue's throat as she raced to a climax. Dutch ignored her. He was into the memory now and wasn't stopping until he'd finished. His cock was fully erect as he continued. "Now my Mom was only 5' 1", with big tits, and it turned out that I was the only one in the family that hadn't played with them."

"Didn't you have a go at her then?" Sue asked.

"No. I was too scared at the time. But I was patient and waited and watched everyday for my next opportunity. It took about a month. This time I waited for Kenny to leave the bedroom. He left to join his friends, and I moved inside. My mother was sleeping. Her legs were spread, and I could see Kenny's sperm seeping out of her. I took my pants off and climbed on the bed, waking her up.

"Get out of here," she huffed, but I could tell she didn't mean it. "You shouldn't do this," she wailed, but clasped her arms around me pulling me in. "Okay, put it in," she cried, and helped me insert my dick into her pussy."

Moments later, just about the point where I was finally in her, she drove her heels into my ass and shouted, "Fuck me! Don't stop fucking me until I come!" The funny thing is that she was already coming."

"Wow! Some story."

"I wasn't finished. After all, I was only 19, and at that age I had a perpetual hardon. I fucked her again and again until she was begging me to stop."

Dutch scratched his face and smiled at Sue.

"A couple years later my mother said I should keep my new bride, now my ex- wife, very happy with my cock. She said, "You, your Dad and brother all have this unusual shape to your dick. It drives a woman crazy for more." So far it seems she was right."

"So," Sue asked, "You're not married?"

"No. I was divorced about 4 years ago."

"Incompatible?"

"Maybe. The thing was . . . we were great in the sack, I mean it was torrid. But she also wanted to fuck everything in sight, and when she caught the clap and passed it to me . . . well, I got pissed and stopped sleeping with her. To my surprise, she got a lawyer and sued me for divorce. I didn't contest it because she asked for nothing. I'd still fuck her . . . if she's clean. I mean I think she is these days, I don't know for sure. I probably shouldn't even mention this, but I've started seeing this doctor. She's a hot piece of ass herself, and, well . . . she's going to test me every month."

Sue interrupted him to say, "I think that's great."

"Yeah, well ... if my ex allows the doc to check her out too . . . well, we'd be fucking as soon as the results came in."

"Do you want to fuck again, Sue?" he asked.

A light glimmered in Sue's eyes before she answered. "No thanks, I've had enough for one day. It was great though. Now I gotta get some sleep."

***

The air-conditioner in Rosa's bedroom was too old to beat the relentless buildup of the day's heat. The small room was warm and muggy. A thin trickle of perspiration started at Rosa's throat and trickled sexily down between her large, firm breasts. She shivered slightly in pleasure and came fully awake. The heat didn't bother her much - in fact, she rather enjoyed the tacky after sex feeling it gave her skin. As another rivulet of sweat navigated its way through her cleavage, she became aroused. It seemed to her that her breasts were heavier than usual and then she felt her nipples harden. Other droplets of sweat started in the small of her back and coasted through the hollowed channel of her spine to her rear, inveigling their way into the cleft between her ass, ultimately caressing her puckered anus.

Queasy, wet warmth flared up in her crotch. Rosa realized she was taking shorter breaths - almost gasping for air. Unconsciously, her sensuous lips parted, and her nostrils flared. The sensations spread slowly through her body and she savored them each in turn. Her cunt had moistened considerably, and she felt the first delicious beads seeping from her cunt and onto her thigh. Slowly she parted her legs, and then pushed them together, rubbing her thighs gently with soft smooth, nervous fingers. Without quite being conscious of it, she flicked open the top two buttons of her tight white blouse and only then realized she had gone to sleep with her clothes on.

Oh, yeah, she thought, I had a little too much wine . . . . 

She shuddered slightly and forced herself to open her eyes. It's still dark out, that's strange? The hunger continued to gnaw at her. Rosa knew she needed a man. Worse, she needed a good fuck. That prick Maria found had left her in a highly aroused state and the itch was still there waiting to be scratched. Quietly cursing her fate she got up and went to the bathroom to pee. She wiped herself and flushed, and as she returned to her room, she saw him.

A lust filled excitement stabbed her deep in her belly. She moistened her lips, staring down at the man who lay next to her mother, oblivious to her gaze. 

She watched his body move, and shoved her fingers between her lips to stifle a moan as he rolled over and his muscles rippled like snakes under his tightly drawn skin. He was nude and Rosa glanced heavenward in thanks for this magnificent gift that had befallen her. 

She drew in her breath and slowly exhaled while imagining what his hard, callused hands would feel like on her breasts. Her own hand moved between her legs and she started to masturbate; closing her eyes and thinking of his tongue, his thick, heavy tongue exploring her mouth and then her cunt. 

She had two fingers frigging furiously now, as he rolled back to his original position his legs parted and Rosa saw his member for the first time. It was flaccid and at peace; but she knew instinctively it would be long and thick; and would last for a long time as he invaded her mouth, fucked her tits, plundered her cunt and, perhaps even, ravaged her ass. Rosa's body trembled with lust. Then shook with momentary terror as his eyes opened and he saw her standing beside him.

"Hello," he said his voice dry with wine and sleep. He grinned up at her, coming completely awake. "Suck my cock," why don't you?"




The Engagement Ch. 01



"Wha . . . what?" Rosa stammered nervously. She glanced at her mother lying naked next to him, deep in the throes of her own well fucked dreams; then at her hand still lodged between her legs.

"Gimme some head, sweetheart!" He said authoritatively.

Unable to breathe, Rosa slipped to her knees before him. He sat on the edge of the bed, head bent, watching her. She reached up, and with trembling fingers took hold of him and gave him a tentative lick then moaned softly. His cock was huge, bigger than she had dared hope for. It seemed to be five or six inches long, and over three inches thick, thicker than almost any cock she'd ever seen. She cupped his balls as she explored him, a rush of pleasure coursing through her blood stream. She found them silky soft, yet heavy and oh so firm. Her hands moved up his strong, muscular thighs to his groin. Still fondling his balls, Rosa tried to encircle his cock, but failed, it was too thick.

Moaning with passion, Rosa pushed her face into his crotch and snuggled into the tufted shadow of his pubic hair. With a deft flick, she pulled back his foreskin. The head of his prick was helmet shaped, bright pink and still moist from fucking her mother. Rosa, smelling her mother on him, whimpered; and with her eyes half-closed and her lips parted, wantonly used his penis to caress her face, and then jerked it deftly with both hands. The man — for the life of her, she couldn't recall his name — waited while she unconsciously tapped and rubbed his cock over her lips before taking him into her mouth.

His loins flickered with arousal. His prick quivered and began to grow slowly longer and thicker.

"C'mon! Suck it!" he demanded, but kept his voice low. "Suck my cock, bitch!"

Rosa moaned at the rough, sexy words. Her lips parted and her tongue slipped out and swirled over his knobby helmet. Dutch grunted and his belly rippled with pleasure. Rosa swept her tongue over his silky tip again, and yet again and then, opening her mouth wide, took him deep in her mouth and began to suck him then using both hands, resumed jerking him off.

Dutch grunted and his head arched back. His hand fell to her head and he began moving it to and fro to suit his pleasure as he pumped his hips back and forth while fucking her face. His cock grew and grew - its sheer size distended her face, bloated her cheeks. He loosened his grip on her head a little and groaned, "Yeah! Mmmmm, fuck yeah! Yeah, that's good! Oh you slut . . . that's it! Suck it! Ahhh, keep sucking it you little whore!"

And with the torrent of abuse heaped upon her, serving to ignite her arousal, Rosa responded by sucking harder and faster.

"Ahhhhh! Fuck yeah!"

Rosa took him from her mouth and asked, "Like it huh?"

"Don't dare stop, you whore!"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah! That's it! Suck it you cunt!" he muttered, and unhurriedly fucked her mouth.

Rosa's head rocked back and forth on his shaft. The musky taste and odor of his cock had her head swimming. Her sexual hunger mounted, and she swallowed the saliva that had built up in her throat then sucked even harder and faster; moaning and whimpering deep in her cock-filled throat.

Dutch marveled at how wonderfully warm and moist her mouth was; and the ingenious way that she was using her tongue was taking his breath away.

"Suck it!" he grunted. "Suck my big prick!"

Rosa treasured his rough language and sought to do something new in her fellating. She began by laving her tongue over the underside of his bullet shaped knob. Then she yanked him viciously from her jaw and rubbed his thick prick all over her face. He retaliated by ripping the blouse from her body, and seizing her left breast in his large hand and squeezing it. 

It felt so exhilarating that Rosa had a mini-orgasm and stopped moving for a moment. She reacted by forcing his prick into her cleavage and clamping her large breasts around it. Dutch immediately began to hump her chest, and Rosa, in turn, whimpered her pleasure.

After a minute or so, he pushed her head down and she recaptured his prick in her mouth, sucking it hungrily. Rosa's head rocked back and forth as Dutch fondled her distended nipples while fucking her face.

Their grunting and moaning had awakened Sue, who lay on the bed avidly watching Rosa fellate the man who only an hour before had ridden her to ecstasy. Sue found her cunt still filled with his cum and stirred it gingerly with two fingers. She wanted this to last, and knew he was capable of fucking all night; and that her daughter had not yet been properly fucked.

Dutch pulled Rosa off his magnificent member, threw several pillows from the bed to the floor, and gestured for Rosa to lie down on her back. She hoisted her skirt up around her waist, spread her legs, and using her fingers, opened herself to him. He slipped one pillow under her head and another under her ass. Heard her croak to him in a husky but shaky voice, "Put that monster in me!" and threw the third back on the bed hitting Sue in the shoulder.

He leaned forward and kissed Rosa hard, surprising her. In her experience at this point most men wouldn't have bothered. She responded by arching her back as she caressed his face and sucked avidly on his tongue. He moaned with satisfaction as he inserted his swollen shaft into her gaping hole. He flexed his ass muscles then savagely thrust into her in one smooth, piercing stroke; surging inexorably deeper and deeper, carving his way to her center.

The air rushed from her lungs as he hammered into her. Her back was bowed trying to capture even more of his seemingly vibrant shaft. Her groin meshed against his and her lungs screamed for air, but she was unable to draw even a tiny sample of oxygen and was about to pass out except that Dutch smacked her on the ass so hard the shock forced her lungs to function properly and capture the needed oxygen she required.

Then, with her breath hissing in his ear, she entwined her legs around his waist and her mouth lolled open, drooling spittle while her cunt convulsed in a hapless frenzy on his throbbing prick.

Rosa's mother reached into a dresser drawer and extracted a huge double ended dildo and began savaging her creamy cunt with it while watching them copulating on the floor directly in front of her.

Incoherent sounds streamed from Rosa's throat as her fingers tightened on his bulging biceps. "Like it, whore?" he gasped, continuing to ram his prick against her cervix.

"My God! My God! My God!" She spluttered. To Rosa, his cock felt like a white-hot iron poker searing the walls of her vagina.

Dutch's buttocks flexed as he buried his prick deep in her cunt while trying to fight off the roiling fires within. Rosa drew her feet up the backs of his legs, heaving her cunt against his cock.

"Yes, baby! Yes!"

"I can't hear you!" he shouted.

Fuck me!" Rosa screamed, "God its soooo good! Fuck me, lover! Fuck me hard!"

"Who are you, baby?" He taunted.

"Your whore! I'm your whore! Come on baby, fuck your whore!"

Dutch grunted and began fucking her harder, using deep, skewering thrusts, plunging deeply in and out of her cunt, his hips snapping sharply with each thrust.

Sue, kneeling on the edge of the bed, looked down in fascination as he slut-fucked her daughter. Her eyes sharply focused on his ass as it bobbed up and down over Rosa's writhing thighs while she tried unsuccessfully to move in unison with him. Sue grimaced, and slowly nudged the other end of the dildo against her asshole.

Dutch moved faster, using crushing, reaming thrusts, ramming deep into her; each thudding lunge drawing a choking, broken sob of pure joy from Rosa's throat.

"Oh, my God! Ah, ah, ah! Oh ... shit ... OH SHIT!"

Sue's mouth hung open as she wrung another orgasm from her sodden cunt and the dildo fell from her hands to the floor next to the rutting couple. She replaced it with three, then four fingers.

Rosa's dusky-skinned body jerked and lurched on the floor under his thrusting. Her large tits flounced and jiggled furiously as she too went over the edge and came.

"Oh My God! Oh My God! Oh My God!" Rosa screamed as if reciting a mantra. Her hips were moving, heaving and writhing frantically under him; her body arching and bowing in a frenzy of joy.

Dutch looked up and saw Rosa's mother on the bed above him fisting herself up to the wrist.

"Hi Mom!" he gasped as he too began to come. He flung his head back and screamed. "YEAH! YEAH! CHRIST, YEEESSSSS!"

Calling upon all his reserve energies, he continued plowing his thick prick into Rosa even as his jizm sloshed and gurgled from her frothy labia portals, washing over her thighs and oozing onto their respective belly's.

Even as her orgasm waned, Rosa continued to cry out ecstatically, whimpering with gratification when Dutch finally came to a halt, but left his cock inside her.

Then as he grasped the back of Rosa's head to bring her face close to his, Sue stepped off the bed and tugged his limp prick from her daughter's cunt and began to suck it. Dutch never even felt her blowing him. He was enthralled with Rosa's tongue as it glided around the roof of his mouth, over his teeth and gums and finally flickered against his own tongue. When the kiss ended he was surprised to discover Rosa crying.

"Hey," he said trying to make her feel better. "I didn't mean those things I said." She sniffled and before responding noticed her mother sucking on his limp cock.

"Mother!" She called out, and shoved her away from him. "Leave him alone!" Then she managed a wan smile and added, "At least for now."

"Oh," she said turning back to Dutch, "I wasn't crying because of that, shit, I loved hearing them, especially at the time. No. No these are tears of joy. You were fantastic. Your cock is fantastic. Your mouth is fantastic."

"Know any other words besides fantastic?" He teased.

"Bastard!" she laughed.

"That's better, for a minute I wondered about the extent of your vocabulary."

"Ain't he some fuck, honey?" her mother asked.

"He's fan . . . I mean he's pretty good." She smiled into his eyes. "Now, if I only knew your name."

"It's Dutch, and don't ever forget it Rosa." He smiled back at her, pleased that he'd recalled her name. Their eyes were locked on each other.

"No chance of that," Rose whispered.

"Mom," Dutch asked, "How 'bout making us something to eat? Breakfast maybe?"

Pleased with his familiarity and with the way he was handling the situation — after all not many men can cope with two horny women, much less keep them happy — she strutted off to the kitchen, making sure to shake her ass all the way. Dutch grinned as he took all this in.

"After we eat," he said quietly to the sated woman lying beside him, "I want to fuck you up the ass. Is that a problem?"

"No. I like it up the ass. But I am concerned about your size. You could rip me up pretty badly if you don't do it right."

"We'll lube you up with butter or something, he said, and then followed with, "Ooop's, here's the food!"

Rosa, still hearing his reference to lubing her up for anal play, arched an eyebrow and said, "Why not use the jelly in the drawer next to you?"

"Going high tech on me are you?" He grinned as he reached to open the drawer and took the tube of KY Jelly out.

Rosa giggled. "Hey, it's my ass."

Mom proudly laid out a large tray and they sat on the floor eating scrambled eggs, bacon, coffee and corn bread as if famished. Twenty minutes later, Mom picked up the dishes and cups piled them on a tray and left the room, calling over her shoulder, "It's okay if you start without me. I'm still jingling from earlier this evening."

Then cackling with laughter, she shut the door behind her.

*** 

Dutch & Robert & Alice

That afternoon Dutch returned home. After he showered, he sat down opened a cold beer and thought about what had happened to him. Rosa . . . I definitely like Rosa. She's not like so many of the others, he told himself. In fact, he thought, I want to fuck her again and soon. Just thinking about her ass and tits is getting me hard. He smiled recalling some of the previous night's highlights. Then her Mother came to mind and he laughed aloud. Hey, he thought, she wasn't bad either. Big tits and she sure knew how to get a man off all right.

He realized he'd finished his beer, crushed the can in his right fist, got up, put it in the trash bin and got another. As he popped the top, he wondered: Am I getting ready to settle down again? Marilyn was a fine piece of ass, but a little crazy, always was crazy, but in a nice sort of way. Except for the boozing. She was almost perfect sober, but when she was drinking she tended to get a little nasty, and then there was also the whoring around with God knows who? 

He certainly wasn't headed back to her, but Rosa? What did he know about her? She had a sense of humor. Sure she'd run off after the guy with the ten-inch dick. But she came back and admitted the whole thing was a fiasco. She had a nice laugh and hard body. And he felt comfortable around her. She had no pretensions evident about her. But did he really want a serious relationship? He shrugged and grunted, and tried to get comfortable in his chair.

What the hell am I doing? He asked himself. We met yesterday and here I am thinking long term. Fuck me! I've got to know someone before I even consider these things. Besides, there's the doctor. Now the doctor . . . Sharon, yeah, Sharon, sucks a mean cock, keeps herself nice and clean. Goes both ways and THAT certainly opens the door of oppor-fuckin'-tunity for fun and games. 

And so, Dutch put off calling Rosa that day; and when his best friend, Robert called the following afternoon, he was all ears and erection.

"Hi, it's me." The voice on the phone was a mellow baritone.

"Hi Robert. How's my favorite black movie star?" Dutch smiled and adjusted his crotch.

Robert laughed. "Movie star, my ass," he said still chuckling. "Listen, Alice is in the mood for a threesome and I wondered if you were interested in helping us with her little fantasy?"

"Sure. Where and when?" Dutch said looking down at his blossoming erection. " It seems I've already started without the two of you."

Both of them were laughing as Robert said, "Well we thought it might be nice to have dinner first and then go back to the house."

"Wonderful. As I said before, when and where?"

"Oh, I'm sorry Dutch, my dick is speaking for me tonight . . ."

The phone changed hands and Dutch heard a sexy, feminine voice breathing fast, "Get your bony white ass over here, Dutch. I crave your fat cock and I crave it now!"

Dutch laughed again and replied, "I accept your kind offer, but Robert invited me to dinner first."

She laughed raucously, "You are dinner, sweetheart," then followed with, "Of course, Romenelli's at seven?"

"I'll be there on time my lovely black bitch. Still like to have your ass stuffed?"

"By both your cocks," she said and broke off giggling.

Robert was back on the line, firming up the arrangements and then hung up. Dutch gave his cock a gentle smack and went to take a shower.

***

Dutch was sitting nursing a gin martini at an unobtrusive table in Romenelli's at ten to seven when the black couple arrived. Alice was wearing a short, provocatively low cut, black dress with sheer, black nylons and sexy high heels. Her beautiful breasts, framed by the extreme décolleté of her dress, swelled enticingly with each intake of her breath.

"So, how do I look?" Alice asked as she sat down very close to Dutch's right. He inhaled her sensuous fragrance and thought of her with his cock deep in her throat.

"You look good enough to eat," he smiled. "In fact, let's just get the hell out of here. I'll start with a thigh, what'll you have Robert?"

Robert and Alice both laughed. They had heard this line before. They ate quickly and skipped dessert. They also went light with the drinks, Dutch had a second and Robert also had two, but Alice nursed her gin and tonic the entire evening.

They agreed to leave together in Robert's Lincoln, with Alice teasing Dutch about his battered Volvo.

"Do you still beat it with a stick?" she giggled.

"Damn right!"

"And kick it?"

"That too."

"He treats his car like he treats his women," Robert offered and was surprised when both Alice and Dutch objected.

"Like hell I do!" "He doesn't!" Alice pouted. He treats his women . . .' and she smiled broadly at the two of them, "very well. Very well indeed."

***

On reaching the Ruark's exclusive home, Dutch made for the large sofa and Robert went to fix them all drinks. Alice stood directly in front of Dutch, one leg provocatively thrust out through the slit in her black dress. Dutch slowly got to his feet, put an arm around her and drew her close. He saw her eyes smoldering, daring him to make the first move. He kissed her, knowing Robert was watching in the mirror. He dipped his left hand down into Alice's dress and fondled her breast. Then she was brushing her mound against his erection, moaning with increasing excitement.

"Hey, hey," Robert said softly. "Here are the drinks. I suggest we try them before, err, moving on to other things.

The three of them sat down on the sofa with Alice in the middle.

"Dutch you should be in the middle," she laughed.

"Why?"

"Then we'd have a genuine Oreo sandwich." Everyone laughed at her joke and no one was offended.

A moment later, Robert took her in his arms and kissed her firmly. Alice was losing herself in his embrace until Dutch's hand gripped her knee.

She went rigid with anticipation; and when her husband reached into her dress and began massaging the same breast Dutch had earlier, she moaned into his mouth. By the time the kiss ended, her left breast was totally exposed and the other was being urged out by Dutch's questing hand. 

The men took turns kissing Alice. Each one, however, made sure they spent time rubbing and caressing her well-shaped breasts and teasing her nipples to full size. Alice was active as well, holding each one by their as yet unexposed cocks.

As soon as the kissing ended, a breathless Alice suggested they retire to the bedroom; and rising pulled both men along by their schlongs.

As they stripped, Dutch looked around the room. It was lavishly furnished as might be expected since Robert was a prominent surgeon and Alice a much respected defense attorney. Alice lay down in the center of the king-sized bed and indicated that Dutch should take her left side. Robert joined them, taking his place on the right.

"So, Dutch . . ." Alice said as she trailed a finger around his nipple. "Getting any lately?"

"As a matter of fact I am." He said grinning at her and placing his hand on the thin wisp of pubic hair Alice carefully maintained.

"Do tell." This was Robert, always curious about Dutch's love life.

"Let's see . . . okay there's this doctor . . ."

"Do we know her?" Alice inquired.

"I don't know. Her name is Sharon Lamouerux. Do you know her?"

"No, I don't. At least I don't think so. Where does she work out of?"

"Oh, the Blood Work Center downtown Los Angeles."

Robert grinned at him. "And what were you doing there?"

Alice was slowly squeezing both cocks, languidly jerking them off. Dutch's middle finger was easing in and out of her very wet folds.

"I'd heard something about her from a friend."

"Really?" Alice put in, "What?"

'First I had her test me for . . . well, the standard STD stuff. I knew I was okay there, but I had to begin somewhere." He laughed, thinking about what had happened in her office. "Anyway, she developed a fondness for my dick. It was almost love at first sight."

"A lot of women do that, especially with a guy has a cock like yours." Alice said.

"Umm, but what I asked her for and got . . . and will keep getting, is a testosterone shot every month."




The Engagement Ch. 01



"Oh, ho," Alice laughed, "going for the big time."

"Nah! I just want to be able to keep up with you two."

"My man!" Robert said, and they high-fived across Alice's ebony form.

"So Dutch, tell us, what the hell happened?" Alice asked, unable to contain herself.

"She blew me and I threw a fuck into her. She was very good, by the way. And she promised to have my test results ready the next day, and she did."

"Does she go both ways?" Alice asked, squirming under Dutch's questing fingers.

"As a matter-of-fact, she does. I caught her and her receptionist going at it, and later on as I was fucking the nice doctor, I had her call her friend in."

Robert roared with laughter. "You didn't! Did you?"

"Would I lie to you?"

They were all laughing now. "But," Dutch said, "it's true. I had her on the verge of coming and stopped to ask her to call her friend in."

"So?"

"She did. Her friend was pissed, but lay down and let the doctor eat her while I slammed the doctor doggy-style."

"Dutch," Robert said, "you're a piece of work."

"That's not all."

"What? What else did you have them do?"

"Not them. I met two others. A mother and daughter."

"No!"

"Yup. I was ready to move on the daughter, a very nice body, by the way, when her girlfriend pops up yelling, 'I gotta borrow your pickup. Met a guy with a ten incher and we need it to . . ."

"Damn, Dutch," Robert laughed, "you are too much!"

"Oh, I don't know," Dutch continued, "Well, she takes off with the other girl leaving me with her Mom."

Alice and Robert are shaking with glee at this news. Dutch laughs with them, although he hadn't considered the situation funny at the time, or even afterward.

"So, I take Mom home and of course we were going at it in no time at all. She was pretty good too, knew a lot of tricks."

"You dog, you!" Robert smiled, obviously pleased with Dutch's recounting of his sexual adventures.

"Keep talking," Alice keened, and kissed the very tip of her husband's abundant cockhead.

"Mmmmm, Alice, you're still the greatest," he moaned and placed his hand on her head urging her further down on him. She wrested herself free and gave Dutch's member a slurp.

"Talk," she said again, and her long tongue snaking it way around his saliva covered knob.

"Mmmmm, well I was sleeping when Rosa, that's the daughter's name, returned to her Mother's. It turned out she never made it with the big-dicked stud."

Alice suddenly took about four inches of his cock and sucked feverously on him. All he could manage was a soft groan of pleasure while out of the corner of his eye he noticed Robert moving between her legs.

Dutch groaned, but managed to say, "And damned if she wasn't horny enough to start playing with my cock while I was sleeping."

"But then you woke up and realized you weren't dreaming," Robert said, his voice only partially muffled by Alice's thighs.

"Yeah," Dutch smiled recalling the incident. I got off the bed and joined her on the floor. We must have fucked like rabbits, because the next thing I know, her mother is on the edge of the bed fisting her snatch. I tell ya, it was a fantastic night."

"Are you going to see her again?" Alice asked.

"I think so. I really got a kick out of her. I definitely want another go-round with her."

"Is she bi?" Alice asked.

"I don't know. Maybe, maybe not."

Alice suddenly dropped Dutch's prick, but continued caressing his testicles with her free hand. Her other hand was touching her clit as Robert tongued her to what was about to become her first climax.

"JESUS! I LOVE IT!" Alice yelled as she came.

"THIS IS FANTASTIC! Two mouths . . . four hands . . . and two great cocks to fill me!"

Her comments spurred both men into further action. Dutch was drawing hard on her left breast while mauling her right. Robert continued eating her, but was now paying special attention to her clit. For her part, Alice proved to have the moves of a contortionist, worming her body so that she was capable of taking Robert's huge black appendage between her lips, while stroking Dutch's full-blown erection.

All three were breathing hard when Robert called out, "Okay, Dutch, your turn. The two men switched positions and Alice resumed her earlier blowjob on Dutch. Robert took the opportunity to lay back and study his wife in the throes of her second climax under Dutch's gifted tongue. Finally Alice pulled herself away from Dutch and flopped back on the king-sized bed, holding her legs wide apart.

Both men looked her center. Dutch thought her cunt appeared to be yawning, as it lay open exposing a great deal of Alice's inner folds and the copious juice flowing from her orgasm.

"Enough rest for the wicked," Dutch laughed and went down on her, burying his face in her cunt.

Alice screamed with pleasure and surprise as he sucked hard on her cuntal folds and swallowed her gushing juices. Gradually, he applied two, then three fingers to her pussy, concentrating on her clit. Robert looked on with interest, slowly stoking himself, but insuring he didn't come. Finally Dutch hoisted her legs up over his arms and sank his bloated prick into her yawing cunt.

"YES!" She yelled.

"YES! Oh, yes! Give it to me!"

It occurred to Dutch that Alice seemed incredibly tight and he made a mental note to ask how she'd accomplished it. He remembered her as loose and liquid; still he moved his hips in time with her thrusts, working his thick cock deeper into her.

Alice moaned, "Oh, yeah, you are so goddamn fat . . . oh, please, please . . . go nice and slow, baby."

Half full with his cock, she raised her legs and wrapped them around his waist. Growling with passion, she dug clawed fingers into his shoulder and felt his cock swell still more inside her. She locked her legs and lifted partway up to wet his girth with her tightness. She repeated this twice, lubricating the brawny lust that he fed into her. Then he was further down. Then down all the way. Down until her insides moved, and he knew he'd touched her cervix.

"OH, MOTHERFUCKER!" Alice screamed. "I'M COMING! I'M COMING!"

"I'm almost there too," Dutch croaked.

"OH YES, OH YES! JUST LIKE I REMEMBER IT! YOU'RE SO FUCKING GOOD. LOVERMAN, SOOOO GOOD!"

Dutch picked up his tempo, stroking in and out hitting her cervix each time. On the out stroke he glanced down and saw his prick glistening with their juices and feeling himself readying to explode, decided to bring them both off together. Reached between his legs, he found her clit and rubbed it on the in stroke. Alice entered her climax. Dutch began spurting his load into her pussy and Alice went crazy as she raced through multiple orgasms while Dutch kissed her passionately until completely spent. Alice collapsed and rolled away from both men.

"You've still got it I see," Robert offered drolly. 

"Yeah," Dutch panted, "thanks,"

"COME HERE BITCH!" Robert said tersely, grabbing her shoulder and turning her back toward both men.

"Ohhhhh!" She moaned, still tingling from her climaxes, but entranced by the idea of having two men fuck her ass.

"I'm going to put it up your little black ass this time, baby," he said, but his tone was not threatening at all. Indeed, Dutch knew well that Alice loved to have her ass fucked.

Robert took her face in both hands and kissed her tenderly. Alice would have none of it. With a violence that caught everyone off guard, she ground his mouth with her own, moved one hand up to the back of his head and crushed his face hard against hers. Her tongue forced its way past his teeth and arched over the surface of his tongue, moving from side to side in strong ardent sweeps, dove deep into the warmth of his mouth, then deeper still.

Breaking the kiss, Robert gasped for breath. Alice remained in place, eyes smoldering with renewed hunger. Whatever it took, Dutch thought, he and Robert were going to satisfy her cravings.

"Alice," said Robert, panting heavily, "wipe that cum from your pussy and lube up your asshole.

"Oh, yeah! Gonna do me good huh? Both of you?" Her hand shook as she applied the lubricant to her rear end.

"Uh huh," Robert replied applying some lubricant to his long black cock then easily entered her rear hole.

Dutch watched, still amazed by the ease with which Alice accommodated Robert's cock in her backside with little or no discomfort. Robert began moving faster; each stroke found him slamming his thick, lengthy dick further into her. Alice had braced herself, her face buried in a pillow, clutching the headboard for stability, all the while mewing with pleasure.

Robert turned to Dutch. "Her ass is starting to resemble her mouth, Dutch. Jesus, it's sucking me as hard as her lips do. What a great feeling." He turned away from his friend and concentrated on ravaging Alice's light brown ass. A few minutes later he turned back to Dutch and said, "You want a turn now?"

Dutch nodded and spat into his hand then rubbed the saliva onto his prick, hoping to add to the lubrication left there from Robert's penetration. Placing his meaty cockhead against her already seeping asshole, he shoved his prick into her loosened anal ring. After the head popped through her sphincter, momentum carried him forward and he buried about half his fat prick on the first thrust.

It was no surprise to anyone when Dutch soon had his whole length sheathed in her clenching ass.

"Oh! That feels so fucking good!" Alice groaned, "COME ON, FUCK MY ASS!"

He increased his pace, fucking her rigorously.

"HARDER! COME ON, YOU BASTARD, HARDER!"

Dutch knew she was coming. His thighs were soaked and slippery with her juices.

"Ugh! Ugh! Yeah!" Alice grunted rolling her rear in delight. 

Dutch called over to his friend, "Got the dildo handy?"

Reaching under the pillow, Robert offered a ten-inch, shiny black dildo to Dutch. "No! Dutch grunted. "I'm pulling out. Stick it up her ass while I recuperate for a minute." And Dutch eased his cock from Alice's ass, much to her dismay.

"The fuck?" She whined at the loss.

Robert filled her anus with the long black toy.

"OH! OH! OH! YES!"

Dutch cleaned his member carefully and then held it out for Alice to see. Her eyes were glazed with lust and wanton hunger. Her mouth hung open and it took her a moment before she comprehended just what was in front of her.

"Want it . . ." she moaned, her voice slurred with desire. Robert laughed and Dutch glanced curiously at him. He was stroking his dark member back up.

Dutch changed tact. Grabbing Alice by the back of her neck he urged her to his mouth and they melted into a prolonged tongue kiss. Alice moaned throughout the kiss. The dildo hung tenuously from her ass, until Alice farted and caused it to drop to the sheet beside her. Dutch, the only one aware of what had happened, started to rub the cheeks of her ass.

"Ready for a doubleheader Alice? He asked gently.

"Yeah, sure. Doubleheader?" She asked not comprehending, totally immersed in her insatiable lust.

"Both of us at once," Robert said smoothly, holding his cock out for her inspection. "Like old times."

And Dutch recalled that memorable night several years earlier.



The Engagement Ch. 02



"Oh, Louis."

"Yes, my love?"

"Come here, please."

Louis literally ran from the corner to stand before me.

"Perhaps "hurry" is the wrong word. Have you ever seen the TV show, "All in the Family."

"Yes, dear."

"When I call you, I want you to think of yourself as Edith Bunker. I think the operative word here is "scurry." Do you think you can remember that?"

"I won't forget, my love."

"Let's hope so. Now, go back to your corner and let's try this again."

When he was back in position in the corner I called him again. He was a sight to see! Louis bent slightly forward and held his hands in front of him in a submissive pose. He crossed the room with tiny steps until he stood before me. I crossed my legs seductively.

"I'm sure you have many questions. Now is your opportunity. I won't grant this privilege often, so use it wisely."

"The spanking was very painful, dear. I'm not sure that I can take another."

"That is up to you. I want you to know that a paddling with the hairbrush is the most painful punishment I will expect you to endure. The better you become at being a good hubby, the less chance there will be that you receive another. 

"You will soon learn the difference between a spanking and a paddling. I don't expect you to be perfect, but you can expect to be punished for your transgressions. As the hairbrush is the worst you can expect, spending time in the corner will be the easiest. Anything else, Louis?"

"Are you going to tell anyone about our...relationship?"

"Again, that will depend upon your behavior. People aren't stupid; when they see you scurrying about the kitchen, fixing dinner and doing the dishes, the women will think of you as "henpecked." The men will regard you as "pussywhipped." Whether or not you will be disciplined in front of others is, again, up to you."

"For example, tomorrow morning, I want to see all that disgusting pubic hair gone forever. You will shave your legs and armpits, as well. If you should become lax at this duty, I will take you down to the salon and have you waxed from top to bottom. Additionally, instead of one of the girls, I'll let Rico or Carlos do the honors. Have I made myself clear?"

"Yes, dear."

"Very well. I think your punishment is over for tonight; your questions, as well. Have you learned not to anticipate my wishes, Louis?"

"Yes, dear."

"Good because you have a lesson coming in how to pleasure your wife. Now, go to the bathroom and fetch me a towel." 

When Louis scurried back with the towel, I spread the towel on the carpet at my feet. I opened my silk robe and spread my legs wide. I pointed to the floor in front of me. Louis was kneeling between my legs in an instant. I crooked my finger at him and guided his head between my legs.

"You will observe, but do not touch. I advise you to pay close attention, so that you can learn to pleasure me."

While Louis watched, his face just inches from my pussy, I spread my labia with my fingers and began to masturbate. I lightly ran my middle finger up and down my slit, occasionally patting my hooded clit until my pussy opened like a flower. I rubbed my cunt until I was nice and wet.

"Do you see how I rub my pussy? You must learn to wait until I give you permission to lick me. I will spread my pussy, like this." 

I spread my fingers wider into an inverted V and opened my pussy for Louis to see. I used my middle finger to raise the hood to expose my clit.

Someday, I'll grant you the privilege of licking my clit until I tell you to stop. Do you understand, Louis?"

"Yes, my love."

I fingered my pussy to two orgasms before telling Louis to lay on his back on the floor. I straddled his body and slid his cock into my dripping cunt. I learned a long time ago how to get myself off with a slim little cock. In reality, the only time a small cock enters my pussy is when he starts to ejaculate. However, I've become adept at grinding the tip against my clit, controlling the speed and friction until I achieve an orgasm.

"This is how we fuck," I said as I began to grind my pussy against his rigid penis. It didn't take him long to shoot his load inside of me. I moved up his chest and placed my cum filled pussy to his face.

"Until I've taught you how to get me off with your tongue, this is the only time you will be allowed to eat me. Now, be a good little fiancée and clean my pussy. Don't stop until I tell you."

In the past, Louis had only made a half hearted effort to lick me, always in the dark, always hidden beneath the sheets. I smiled in triumph as I watched him lap up our juices. I played with his cock until he was erect and repeated this until he'd cum inside of me three times, then licked my pussy clean.

I ordered Louis to get dressed and leave. I bathed in the afterglow of my orgasms, already planning the next phase of his training.



The Engagement Ch. 02



A Novel by Paris Waterman

*****

Six Years Earlier

Robert peeled off his surgical gloves. The operation had been a difficult one, but after 7 hours of grueling work he had succeeded in repairing the damaged heart valve. His brow was deeply furrowed as the tall, lean black man allowed thoughts of Alice to enter his mind for the first time since entering the operating room.

'What the hell is wrong with me?' He wondered. There was no denying he was profoundly in love with Alice. Of that he was sure. 'But why couldn't he perform any more?' He wondered.

His brow furrowed with concern. When they'd first met they had gone at each other like starved animals, fucking in every room of their apartment, using almost every piece of furniture, and every orifice. But now he . . . he couldn't get it up. And he hadn't a clue at to what was causing his impotency and the wedding was fast approaching. Worse, Alice was horny and wanted him with her every available moment, but he'd been avoiding her, pleading a heavy caseload that he wanted to alleviate before their honeymoon.

Desperate, Robert had made an appointment with Doctor Zaga, a close friend and world class psychiatrist to discuss the matter.

After listening to Robert's story Doctor Zaga leaned back in his chair and lit his pipe. When he had it going to his satisfaction he smiled kindly and said, "Robert, my friend, you probably know most of what I'm about to say. But, please bear with me for there might just be a kernel of information in what I have to say that may help resolve your problem. Now, male hormones start to decline in the mid-twenties and effects can usually be felt by age 35. It's called Andropause, it's more gradual than the menopause that women face, but it's just as devastating because it can affect the sex drive and that is what I think is at the heart of the matter."

"Yes doctor, I realize that. But you must realize that my wedding is next Saturday and while I've been stalling Alice on having sex . . . well, that night my charade will end. I'm desperate. I need help and I need it fast."

"Have you tried anti-aging treatment with hormone replacement therapy?"

Robert shrugged his shoulders irritably. "Actually, yes I have. I was still unable to perform."

"And this was with Alice?"

His embarrassment surfaced. "No, I used a prostitute."

"Perhaps if you'd tried it with Alice . . . ."

"I did. I mean, I tried that too, but . . . well, we were necking and I felt nothing and I panicked and made some excuse and left."

There was a long pause before the doctor continued. "All right, let's go down the checklist, perhaps we'll discover something you've missed."

"Fine, let's have at it."

"Do you tire more easily? "

"No, I work out daily."

"Is it more difficult to get and stay in shape? "

"No. Lately I've increased the length of my workouts."

"Have you lost some of the zest for life, you know, the old attack the day attitude? "

"I'm a surgeon. I begin everyday with a brisk attitude, and I look forward to my work even more now that . . . ."

"Are you eating the same or less and putting on weight?"

"No. I've weighed the same for the last ten years."

"Have you lost some of your mental quickness" Or, has your reaction time slowed?"

"No way!"

"When was your last erection?

"This morning when I got up to take a leak."

"I see. When was the last time a woman aroused you to full or partial erection?"

"It was with Alice. We were . . . never mind, that. What happened was I lost it."

"Do you recall why?"

"I . . . no."

"Okay, let me continue with the essential causes of impotence. Contrary to popular belief, impotence is almost never an "all or nothing" phenomenon. Most men with erectile dysfunction have normal desire and can obtain an erection, only the erection is not hard enough. Hence the term erectile dysfunction or partial loss is preferred to impotence which suggests a total loss."

Not many are aware that in most cases organic rather than psychological causes are responsible. However, the trend is slowly but definitely changing. This is largely due to tremendous advances in andrological research over the past few years, which have conclusively established that in as many as 80-90 percent of cases of chronic impotence, the cause is not in the mind but in the body. These causes can be identified using modern andrological investigative modalities, quantified and often successfully treated using totally non-psychological methods."

Robert interrupted. "Yes, yes, I know all that."

"I suspect that your disorder is in that 10 -20 percent and is mental."

"So we're looking at a Freudian solution?"

"Exactly."

And so it went, until the fifth meeting when the breakthrough occurred.

The room was silent for a minute, Then Doctor Zaga, laid his pipe down in an ashtray and clasped his fingers together.

"Let's revisit your last intimacy with Alice. If you can, tell me about it. Please spare no detail. Everything may be of importance."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive. Please . . . go on."

"All right then. About two months ago we came back to my apartment after a party. We were both stoned. I vaguely recall turning on the stereo and almost knocking a lamp over with my dick. Oh, I don't mean to brag Doctor, it's just that . . ."

"Please, don't worry, go on continue with the story."

Alice was staring at my crotch. Really! She couldn't, or wouldn't take her eyes off it. So I took a step toward her and she quickly closed the gap, put her hands on my shoulders and it seemed like an electrical current shot through me. We danced. Or I thought we were dancing. It was more like dry humping the way she was rubbing against me. Remember Doctor, we were two very horny people."

"Anyway, I was trying not to grind my dick into her. I wanted to prolong the moment, if you know what I mean. But when she buried her face in my neck and I felt her tongue licking my throbbing veins I kind of lost it. I grabbed her by the ass and forced my cock into her groin. If ever there was a fuck me signal, that was it."

"So," the Doctor said, "you were not experiencing any difficulty at this point?"

"Hell no! From that point I ran my hands under her skirt, actually lifting it to her waist, and kneaded the cheeks of her ass. She was moaning now and I bit the side of her neck. She wore the hickey proudly for at least a week afterward. And when Alice grabbed me by my cock and squeezed . . . well, I picked her up by her ass and walked both of us into the bedroom."

"I dropped her on the bed and kissed her. Somewhere in there we tore our clothes off and resumed the kissing."

"Now . . . Robert . . . I need it now!" Alice had moaned. Her breasts were covered with goose bumps, her areola and nipples swollen with desire, poking out from her breasts like bottle caps."

"This is good," the doctor said earnestly, even as managed to inconspicuously rearrange his penis in his trousers; for this was arousing him and he thought ever so briefly, that 'If only Emma is in the mood this evening.'

Robert continued. "I drew her right teat into my mouth and sucked like a crazy man while she moaned with pleasure."

The doctor's hand slowly moved to his leg and sought out his own rigid penis.

"Then my mouth was on her belly, my tongue wriggling around in her belly button. And Alice's hands were guiding me lower. I knew she wanted me to go down on her. I'd done it before. I enjoy going down; it helps her with her climax. Anyway I could feel the wiry hair surrounding her pussy against my skin and used my tongue on her."

"Oh, she was crying out . . . shit like, 'Yes, baby! Yes! Eat me! Eat me!' And God help me, I love the taste of her down there. I could eat her all day and all night . . ."

"Anyway, she was sloppy wet and coming hard. I had never met a woman who came so much before . . . then she was screaming, 'Fuck me! Fuck me Robert! Give me that black cock! Give me all of that black cock!"

"I . . . I started to mount her, but she pushed away and turned so that she was facing me and she was kneeling between my legs. "Lemme suck that thing! I gotta taste it!' she screamed."

"Then she rolled . . . and the next thing I knew her pussy was coming down to meet my face and she had my cock in her mouth."

This continued for a while and then as I was getting close, she spat me out and demanded that I fuck her. I mounted her, and was holding her hip with one hand and aiming my cock at her cunt with the other when she said it.

"What was it she said?" asked Doctor Zaga.

"I . . . I'm embarrassed."

"Nothing is unimportant and if it embarrasses you it may have relevance. What was it she said?"

"Can . . . can we get some friends of yours over to . . . to fill the rest of my holes?"

"Were those her words?"

"Yes, her exact words. I'll never forget them. I went limp immediately. Or, I should say, my cock went flaccid and stayed that way."

"What did you do?"

"I was stunned, but to cover my inadequacy, I went down on her again and brought her to several more orgasms. Then I dressed and left her dozing."

"I see," said Doctor Zaga. "Well I think we may have a strong clue, perhaps even the solution, or at least a partial solution to the problem."

"Please Doctor, what is it?"

"The mention of having another man's penis anywhere near your beloved Alice has had a dramatic effect on you, rendering you impotent. It may be fear that another man might outperform you in sexual matters. Or it may not."

"That's . . . crazy," Robert said, but his heart was pounding as he thought about that very possibility.

"I . . . I recall having doubts about . . . about my abilities, but when I'm with Alice I . . . I feel like superman, invincible, able to perform for long periods without flagging."

"I believe," the Doctor said slowly, "that you have no alternative, but to watch Alice engage in sex with another . . . no, with at least two other men. Watching this happen will in all probability cause an erection on your part and you will join in and have your orgy, or whatever it is called these days."

"What?"

"Oh, yes. If you have the erection you will fuck her along with the others. Once you reach your first climax, all will be well. You'll be past caring that you've shared Alice with other men."

"But what will Alice think?"

"She is the one who proposed the idea in the first place. By all means, confirm with her that this is indeed her desire. If not, well we must try some other approach. But if she is agreeable, well then, you must proceed."

"Very well, Doctor I'll talk with Alice this afternoon. Now if she agrees my problem becomes one of finding the appropriate partners."

"Normally, I might suggest a close friend, but you may not want that, given you and Alice are to be married."

"Yes, I'm already concerned with that aspect, but first I have to talk with Alice."

"She may have something to contribute Robert. After all it's her body we're discussing as a means of resolving your problem."

"Of course, you're absolutely right. Thank you Doctor, I feel cured already. I'll let you know how it turns out."

"I wish the both of you well my friend, go with God." The two men hugged and Robert walked out the partially opened door.

As soon as Robert had left, the Doctor picked up his phone and dialed a number found in a tattered brown notebook.

"Hello Vivian?"

"Yes, who is this?"

"It's Doctor Zaga."

"You sound different on the phone doctor. How are you?"

"Fine, I'm fine. Vivian, can you do me a great favor?"

"I'd be delighted to help you doctor. What can I do for you?"

"I'd like it immensely if you could send one of your girls over to my office within the hour."

"That's easy. Consider it done. Oh, and Doctor?"

"Yes?"

May I take the charges off my bill for your services?"

"Yes. Yes of course . . . oh, Vivian? There is one more thing."

"And that is?"

"The girl . . . she should be a young black girl with strong anal tendencies."

"That's easy enough. Uh . . . Sybille will be at your office in, oh, let's say, thirty minutes?"

"Wonderful. Thank you Vivian."

"Thank you Doctor."

***

Later that afternoon Alice began pawing Robert from the moment he set foot in her apartment. It had been his intention to take Alice to lunch and bring the matter up at the right moment, but it seemed Alice had other plans.

She had torn his shirt open and was greedily licking his chest when her fingers located the zipper of his fly and opened it. Deftly reaching in, Alice gasped in surprise as she found a limp noodle instead of the familiar dark club.

"What?" She said giving him an incredulous look.

"We have to talk."

"Sure baby, talk. I'm listening."

Still he hesitated.

"Come on, Robert, tell me!" she said, feigning annoyance to cover her apprehension.

He had to laugh at her expression. "Perhaps I should just wait and surprise you."

"I don't like surprises and you know it."

"I think you'll enjoy this one, in fact, I know you will."

"You're mean." She pouted, but her eyes were twinkling.

He grinned. "Yes, you said that. I can fully appreciate your feeling that way."

Suddenly, her eyes darkened and her smile vanished. "Just what is the problem? Is it another woman?" She said quietly.

Robert shook his head. "No, quite the opposite. I don't particularly respect what I am proposing to do . . . to you, to us."

"Then don't." Alice began to worry a fingernail.

"Alice, please. Understand, I love you and want so much to please you."

"I'm not sure about that. You haven't given me any loving for a while now."

"I know. Now please love, be quiet and listen to me. I'm serious as can be."

A flicker of alarm crossed her face, but her training helped disguise it from him.

"All right, I'm listening," she said and gnawed at her nail again.

When he finished telling his story, Alice had a look of disbelief upon her face. "You're kidding," she gasped, totally shocked by his disclosure.

With a hangdog expression on his face, he replied, "No, I'm afraid not."

"But . . . what can we do?"

Robert seized the moment. "That's it! He exclaimed.

"What?"

"You, darling, you!"

"But what?" Alice asked, clearly befuddled.

"You used the word 'we,' when you mentioned the problem. I think you said, "... what can we do?" That means you want to approach this as a team, the same as I do. Believe me, it's the only way to resolve the problem."

"I see." And she did. Her heart went out to him and they embraced. "Oh, baby, you must be in such pain, with the wedding and all. My god, I've caused you so much anguish with my wanting sex all the time . . ."

They hugged and kissed and for a while Alice tried once again to get him aroused, but quickly ended her efforts on realizing he wasn't responding.

"You see?" He said, forlornly.

"Yes, I do. But what was it the doctor recommended as a possible cure?"

"I need to watch you with two other lovers. That should be enough to break down the mental barrier I've erected and get me to perform capably with you once again."

"I love you Robert. I really do. If . . . if I agree to this . . . will you think the less of me?"

"I love you too baby, and no, I won't. After all, I'm the one responsible for arranging this whole thing."

"All right," she said. "I'll do it."

"Wonderful," he said and felt as if a heavy burden had lifted off his shoulders.

"So," Alice said with a brighter than usual smile, "When and where, and with whom?"

"Ah, I don't know. I haven't thought any further than this."

"But darling," Alice said, licking her lower lip, "we have just five, no, six days until the wedding and you know I won't be available . . ." she paused, licked her lip again, "most of the time with the wedding arrangements and all.

Robert got to his feet. "Then I'd better get busy. He kissed her hungrily and left, promising to call her later.

***

It was late afternoon, but still hot. Dutch Perry had poured two glasses of lemonade from a tall pitcher he kept in the refrigerator.

Perry watched the breeze ruffle the fringe on the umbrella sprouting from the center of the table on the wooden deck of the balcony. The sun sparkled silver off the ocean swells that curled in on themselves to form whitecaps as they neared the shore. He closed his eyes and listened to the slap of the waves and the rush and roar of the surf. He looked at his friend sitting across from him his glass of lemonade untouched before him and resting in a circle of dampness on the white-enameled table.

Perry thought his friend's handsome features had an intense cast to them this afternoon. Robert was dressed impeccably, as usual, in a well-tailored cream colored suit, pale blue shirt and mauve tie. His gold Rolex gleamed on one wrist, a bulky gold bracelet on the other. Perry himself wore no jewelry other than an old Timex. 'Robert looked prosperous,' Dutch thought and laughed to himself. 'Hell, he was prosperous and he dressed the part to perfection.'

"How's the separation going?" Robert asked.

"Marilyn served the papers on me Tuesday," Perry said laconically. "I was expecting them. She's not that bad, Robert. It's just that we don't, I don't know. We don't mesh anymore. She drinks too much and has been fucking around a lot. If she's not careful she'll come down with Aids or some other STD."

"I hear you," Robert responded and reached for his lemonade. After taking a sip, he placed the glass back on the table, exactly in the center of the circle of dampness.

Perry waited patiently for Robert to get around to whatever he'd come there to say. The breeze picked up and snapped the umbrella against its metal frame. The table moved an inch, scrapping over the wooden decking.

Robert met his friend's eyes. "Dutch, I'm having a terrible problem and need your help.

"Of course, Robert. What can I do?"

"It's Alice."

Perry voice reflected his concern, "Alice . . . why the wedding's this weekend . . ."

"It's not her so much . . ."

"I'll do anything I can to help you buddy, so tell me, how can I help?"

"This is going to sound stupid, maybe asinine, but I can't get it up."

"What? You?"

"Right. I'm ashamed to admit it, but it's true." He looked his friend in the eye trying to determine if Perry was taking him seriously.

"Now listen carefully. I trust you and believe me if I weren't desperate I'd never even think of telling you this. Alice and I were fooling around one night and just before I put it to her she said something about--about it being nice if more than one guy fucked her at the same time."

"A fantasy, that's all it was," Dutch said, but his brow was furrowed with concern. "Everyone has them, my friend."

"Yeah, I know. But fantasy or not, from that moment on I've been impotent."

"So, how can I help?" Perry asked, but he already had an inkling of what was coming.

"I need you and someone else to fuck Alice while I watch. My shrink says this may release me from my mental block and restore my erections."

"You're serious about this?"

"As God is my witness."

"Okay, I'll do it. But I need two things. One, I need your assurance that you won't hold it against me if . . . ah, you know, nothing happens to you. And second, Alice has got to be okay on this. I won't be part of some surprise just before her wedding night. I respect her far too much for anything like that."

"You've got it. On both points, she's known about this for a day or so and has agreed to go along with it. In fact, she wants to know who I have in mind. And I appreciate your understanding my predicament."

"All right, who else is involved?"

"I don't know anyone else who I'd trust with this."

"Well . . . I have a friend who knows how to keep his mouth shut and isn't too bad in the looks department."




The Engagement Ch. 02



"Who?" 

"Marty Steppanelli."

"I don't think I know him," Robert said.

"We've hung out together for a couple years now. Since I got separated from Marilyn. Anyway, the ladies like him and like I said, he can keep things to himself. I trust him."

"Then he'll do."

"You'll take him, just like that?"

"I don't really have a choice, Dutch. And I trust you."

"Thank you. Let me make a call," and Perry got up and went inside. Robert took another sip from his glass and looked far out to sea. Something dark, probably a bit of flotsam was drifting. It mirrored his mood, looking lost and lonely.

Perry returned bearing a sardonic grin. "I managed to reach him, that's the good news."

"And what's the bad news?"

"He's going to be out of town until Saturday."

"But that's my . . . our wedding day!"

"So . . . we set you free on your wedding night. It will make for a memorable night for sure," he smiled at his friend.

"Jesus!" Robert groaned.

A sleek crimson speedboat skipped past a couple hundred yards from shore, buzzing like a hornet furious at being pinned to water. Within seconds the angry snarl became a receding drone, as the boat headed out to sea. Robert rose from his seat and shrugged his shoulders. "Well, let me tell Alice." The two men shook hands and then Dutch gave Robert a hug and assured him that things would work out.

Robert looked out at the ocean again. Whatever had been drifting had disappeared when he wasn't' looking.

*** 

For the rest of the week, Robert kept Alice in suspense, telling her only that she would have the most memorable wedding night ever.

"You've found someone, haven't you?

Choosing to remain mute on the subject and let her curiosity soar he only smiled at her.

She returned the smile. "Okay, I'm willing to play that game. No! No I'm not! Come on; tell me who you've got for me."

He threw back his head and laughed while she giggled.

"Robert . . . come on now."

"Be patient darling, please."

"But I want to know! I mean, it isn't fair . . . I can't have your sweet, sweet cock, so at least tell me so I can . . . dream a little.

"Come on, you horny bitch," he whispered, leaning forward and touching her fingers with his. "You know I can't, if I do, you'll blab it the bridesmaids just to make them drool with envy," part of this he felt was true, part of it was to heighten Alice's desire for the moment they entered the wedding suite and began to undress.

This bantering continued for the rest of the week. Finally the wedding took place, and as the large reception began to wane, Robert leaned over to his new wife and said, "Let's go back to our suite. I'm feeling randy. I want to see you get fucked."

Alice who had been thinking about having two, no make that three cocks at her disposal, was tempted to tell her closest friends what was waiting for her. Still she was so aroused with sexual tension that she almost told one of her closest friends--but her love for Robert helped her keep her mouth shut. Calling on all of her will power she stood and eyes shining with anticipated desire, she bid everyone adieu.

The room burst into applause as the newlyweds left the reception. Robert even thought he felt a twinge of desire run down his spine and hoped fervently this tactic worked.

***

Back in their suite, Alice removed her wedding dress and changed into white gauzy, see-through negligee and six-inch spiked white heels. She wore nothing beneath the negligee. Robert thought she was simply the most beautiful woman he'd ever laid eyes on. For her part, Alice was satisfied, thinking she had a beguiling look that her guests would find very enticing. She pirouetted for him, smiling. "Like it?"

"It's . . . terrific."

"Just . . . terrific?"

"Look, Alice darling, you don't have to go through with this . . ."

"You think they'll find it sexy?" She asked ignoring his comment.

"They'd be crazy not to." He realized they were committed and resigned himself to what was to come.

"You mean it?"

"Absolutely," he said picking up his tone.

She swayed up to him and put her arms around his neck. He did not attempt to push her away and she quickened with hope. "And you, Robert? Don't you find me sexy?"

"Yes," he mumbled, "God, yes, I find you irresistible."

"Then fuck me, Robert. Please. I want your cock."

Time stood still. He drowned in her eyes. Her breath was warm and sweet on his face. Her lips fluttered open and gently met his. Robert's heart pounded. His pulse raced. Of their own accord, his lips parted. Alice exulted and quickly slid her tongue into his mouth and, sliding her hand to his crotch, squeezed him through his trousers. He was limp.

Alice stepped back. He was sweating nervously, his eyes wild with a fear she could not understand. He moaned and buried his face in his hands. Alice cupped his face gently and kissed his forehead.

"All right, Robert. Leave it for now. Soon we'll be fine."

There was a sharp rap on the door. For a second, Alice and Robert looked at each other. The knock and call were repeated. Alice took a deep breath and stepped back.

"Will you answer it, please?" she murmured. "I want to meet them inside."

She stepped past him and went into the bedroom. Robert watched her willowy form saunter away then answered the door. A few minutes later, he entered the bedroom with two men behind him. Solemnly he performed the introductions. "Dutch, Marty, my wife, Alice."

"Dutch, of course, we've met before. How are you?" Dutch noticed she towered over both he and Marty by several inches before realizing it was her heels.

"I'm fine and I hope to be even better as the evening wears on."

Alice laughed at this, and said, "I hope we're all feeling good and the sooner the better." Then she cast a quick look at Robert who stood just inside the room fully dressed.

Alice looked at the two men and felt a quick rush of pleasure. Robert had done his homework; they were handsome and exciting, rugged with good, hard bodies. Marty had a nicely trimmed beard, Dutch was clean shaven. She smiled warmly at them. "Marty," she stepped forward and shook his hand. Both men grinned nervously at her, their hunger evident as their eyes roved over her body.

Flicking a glance to Robert, she nodded imperceptibly in approval. He stifled a grin.

"Okay guys, are you all set?" Robert asked, lightly clapping his hands.

"Sure." Dutch smiled broadly and Marty chuckled. They moved up to her by the bed. Alice stood between the two, Dutch in front and Marty behind her. The bodies closed together. Robert flicked a glance at them and witnessed Dutch slide his hands down her face and neck, stopping to open the neck of her negligee, freeing her breasts. She murmured in pleasure as he cupped her breasts and fondled them gently. Her nipples were swelled, seeming to be almost small breasts on top of her breasts.

"You've got great tits baby," he growled in her ear. Then he kissed her. It was her tongue that first moved, gently passing his lips to seek the tip of his tongue.

She began to unbutton his shirt. Behind her, Marty slid his hands under her negligee, drawing it up around her waist, and then Marty's fingers traced a light pathway over the cleft in each ass-cheek, moving from the lowest curve up to her back. He did press just lightly moved his fingers up until he could feel no more indentation beneath his fingers.

Alice shivered with excitement and realized it would not be the last time that night she would do so.

Marty moved his fingers back down. Alice responded by rising up on her toes, and this time Marty's fingers pressed between the cheeks of her ass. She shivered again and felt the early signs of orgasm pending. 'What is this?' She wondered, 'no one's ever paid so much attention to my ass before?' Then it hit her. Actually she'd known all along, but now it became clear to Alice, 'both of them would use her ass that night. Perhaps even Robert might . . .' And with that thought Alice had a mini-orgasm and her knees buckled.

Dutch supported her even as he teased her elongated nipples to further length. Marty dropped his trousers and Alice watched his cock flounce out and smack solidly against his washboard stomach. Her pupils widened as she noted he was already hard, thick and long. Marty saw her staring at it and taking it in his hand, rubbed it against her soft, rounded hip, while Dutch squeezed her breasts and kissed the nape of her neck.

Alice responded by reaching for both their cocks. She reached Marty's first. Dutch gave her some minor difficulty, but she found him behind her and gave him a squeeze equal to the one he had just given her left breast. A brief moment later, she was fondling their cocks lovingly.

"Mmmm, you've got a nice juicy ass," Marty chuckled softly. "I'm gonna get me some of it soon. I like rear ending, do you baby?'

She turned her face to Marty and he kissed her over her shoulder, his hands on her breasts, while Dutch unbuckled his trousers and dropped them.

"Yes," she murmured to Marty. "I like it in the ass."

"Actually, she just likes fucking, period," Robert chuckled nervously from across the room.

Dutch turned to Marty and laughed. "And this is your fucking honeymoon?" Marty chucked as he slid the straps of the negligee from her shoulders and let it rustle around her feet. Now she stood naked between the two men, her body writhing between theirs. Dutch removed his shoes and socks.

Marty's fingers moved across her asshole, Alice almost did a dip trying to press her legs together to heighten the erotic tension between her legs. She shuddered and had another mini-orgasm on feeling two of his fingers spread her ass and a third rub with more and more pressure against her ass. A pleasurable whimper escaped her lips.

She glanced at Dutch. He was throwing his shirt to the floor, but caught her looking. He posed for her benefit, legs apart, his fat prick of about eight inches bobbed up and down in anticipation as he moved to the bed and flopped backward onto it, drawing one knee back and then cupped his testicles briefly before lowering his knee and spreading his thighs apart.

Alice watched, her tongue flickered out and licked her lip. She was entranced.

Dutch wriggled forward until his hips reached the edge and allowed his legs to hang over the side of the bed and began to slowly masturbate, his head raised up, watching her.

Standing before him, Alice spread her legs and bent steeply forward from the waist. Her breasts swung pendulously. From Marty's perspective behind her, the crease between Alice's buttocks widened, exposing the puckered brown eye of her anus. Her fingers moved downward and parted her cunt-lips, revealing the moist pink flesh within. Lifting her eyes to Dutch's face, she reached forward and grasped his fat prick in her left hand, opened her mouth and dragged her tongue lasciviously up his shaft and ended the lick by swirling her tongue over his helmet shaped cock-head.

Dutch gasped and began to buck his hips at her face. She whimpered and slowly slipped her lips around his cock-head. He groaned and his head flopped back. She took the rest of his knob and part of his shaft in her mouth.

"Oh fuck YES!" He shouted, hands flying to her head, his hips bucking under her face. "Oh yeah, suck it, baby! Suck my prick!"

Behind her, Marty grinned enjoying her expertise as she applied her mouth to Dutch, and thought he would relish her mouth on him a little latter. Then he remembered he had a job to do as well and sinking to his knees, he buried his face into her ass.

Alice gasped at this, her head rising and momentarily dislodging Dutch's cock, which promptly smacked her in the nose. The surprise over, Alice recaptured his cock and as much to show her appreciation as anything else, wriggled her buttocks as Marty swept his tongue over her puckered ass hole.

'A rim job first off,' Alice thought, 'wonderful, I hope this does the job for Robert, and if it doesn't he's still the most thoughtful, wonderful husband a girl could have for providing me with so much pleasure on our wedding night.'

The musky odor of her asshole filled Marty's nostrils and aroused him even more. He playfully dragged his pliant tongue to her cunt, distending her labia, and lapped at her juices, which were flowing freely by this time.

Alice moaned deep in her cock-filled throat and began to suck the Dutch's cock at a slower pace, all the while plying his bulging tip with her tongue.

Robert watched, tormented by the fact his cock was not responding as his sepia toned wife bent her head to engulf his friends prick and saw her face distended by the force of Dutch's cock filling her mouth as her head bobbed up and down.

Meanwhile, Marty's tongue forged through Alice's unfurled labia, probing, probing, probing.

Alice, her eyes glassy and bright with lust, her nostrils flared, hurriedly reached behind her and spread her ass cheeks apart for Marty's invasive, darting tongue. Dutch was provided with a spectacular view of her tits, jiggling and swaying just below his rampant cock. Alice moaned in perverse delight as his tongue entered her ass and two fingers explored her gushy cunt.

Then through a foggy-lust-laden brain, Alice heard someone - it was Marty telling her to get on the thick rug. She followed his instructions and soon found Dutch's face between her legs, eagerly sucking and tonguing away at her snatch. Marty knelt over her face and pushed his cock into her mouth. Alice groaned and sucked his cock with renewed enthusiasm, rocking her head up and down under him even as her hips bucked and writhed under Dutch's face.

Suck my prick, slut!" Marty gasped, dropping to all fours, pumping his hips furiously into her oval shaped mouth. 'This one is longer,' Alice thought. 'The other one is thicker though, but both are special and I love sucking each of them.'

"Ohhh!" Alice moaned thickly as Dutch flittered around her stiffened clit. He had two fingers from his right hand inside her stirring her juices while teasing her clit with his serpentine tongue. Her hips jerked upward from the intense pleasure and Alice knew a great climax was coming on her.

"Let's switch," Dutch said, apparently sensing how excited she was and Marty nodded his acknowledgement.

Seconds later, Alice felt Marty rubbing his cock against her and spread her thighs apart to ease his entry. Dutch gripped her face in both hands and directed her lips to his quivering prick. Alice joyfully plunged down on his shaft, sputtering a little because she took too much too soon. Marty's long cock wormed its way into her and she realized she was fucking two men at the same time, a virtual fantasy come through.

Alice pushed back at Marty, who merely grunted and hammered more of his prodigious meat into her. Alice, loving it, wanted more. Marty contentedly rocked back and forth, grinding away at her sodden cunt. 

Dutch, now on his knees, was pumping further into her throat and had reached back and begun fondling her breasts.

Robert thought he felt a slight twinge in his cock and began to think this might just work after all.

"Robert," Marty gasped as he continued his steady fucking, "this lady is one sweet fuck!"

Dutch decided to add a comment of his own. "Yeah, man, a real hot piece of ass that loves sucking dick!"

Alice heard them and amplified her comment to all three men by making loud slurping sounds as she sucked away.

"Dutch!" Marty grunted, "Wanna switch?"

Dutch merely nodded and the two exchanged positions. Alice whimpered at the momentary loss of her two cocks. But soon enough was enjoying the taste of her own cunt juice as Marty's prick burrowed into her throat.

Dutch was impressed with her wantonness and willingness to take them both on. He had never fucked a woman with another guy before. He had on several occasions' fucked two women and found it exhilarating, especially when they were awed at his ability to continue fucking for hours.

Alice had now abandoned herself to the two lovers, almost forgetting Robert who was watching from the other side of the room.

Dutch was increasing his tempo, slamming his cock powerfully in and out of her cunt. His thighs made a sucking sound as they pressed and released against her buttocks.

Robert observed how his wife's breasts jiggled and wobbled as she lurched under Dutch's powerful thrusts. Alice realized Marty was close to ejaculating and to stall him from coming she spit him from her mouth and gasped out, "Hey! Let's change partners again."

She rolled over onto her back and pulled her legs up toward her shoulders. The sweat dripped off Marty's face and chest onto her face and breasts as he centered his prick on her cunt. Dutch decided not to join in for the moment. Marty clasped her buttocks with both hands and pulled her to him. His prick sinking deeply into her on the first full thrust.

"AHHH! YES, YOU FUCKER! THAT'S IT!" SHE SHOUTED,"DRILL ME!"

Marty flexed his buttocks and drove into her again, this time he touched what must have been her cervix. She groaned then whimpered, all the while squirming her lithe ass upward to meet each of his thrusts.

She felt it coming on her, a massive climax, and his fat cock felt sensational in her tight clutching tunnel. Alice hissed at him.

"Coming . . . please . . . come with me?" She pleaded.

He groaned into her face, even more droplets of sweat rained down on her, "I'll try for it baby, I'll try."

And he began to jackhammer his thick rod into her. Alice was jarred at each thrust.

"That's it!"

He pummeled her.

"Ohhh fuck yeah!" She groaned as her climax roared through her system.

"Coming!"

Marty was gasping and groaning, pillaging her cunt. Alice continued jerking and lurching under him, her breasts swinging from side-to-side as her orgasm vented itself.

He reached the point of no return and sent his sperm rocketing into her cavernous cunt, coating her walls with his seed. Her cunt convulsed on his prick and he gasped and ground his prick back into her. Marty finished coming and signaled Dutch to take his place. Immediately, Dutch was there, bending over her and running his cock into her cunt in one smooth, long, rushing thrust. Alice gasped in surprise, but swiftly recovered and arched her back under him, spreading her legs wide apart as he filled her. She could hear the squishing noise his cock made as it moved in and out of her covered with Marty's load and her juices.

"Squeeze those tits of yours," Dutch said at her side, and she did, marveling at the wondrous sensation resulting from doing so. She had never gotten this type feeling before from playing with her breasts and she found it very curious and decided to explore it later.

Dutch grunted and tossed his head back, and buried his cock in her slit.

"C'MON YOU WHORE, TAKE IT!"

"I'LL TAKE ALL YOU CAN GIVE ME AND MORE MOTHER FUCKER!" She growled loudly in response, totally entangled in her own emotions. Alice humped right back at him and Dutch laughed, pleased with her performance. 'This wasn't just a quick fuck,' he realized, 'he was in for a marathon session.' The fact that he hadn't been laid for two weeks ensured him that his performance would be first rate. Marty knelt beside Alice and gave her a hickey on the neck.

Dutch called upon his extensive experience and began fucking her fast and hard, rocking his hips swiftly up and down with a wicked snapping roll that sent his cock plunging into her cunt from all angles. Alice cried out sharply, writhing and tossing under him, her chest heaving, her breasts bouncing and jiggling. Faster and faster he went, his hips rocking up and down, his ass cheeks flouncing and bouncing furiously over her thighs. She cried out, her hips bucking and heaving under his and hit another orgasm. He gasped as her cunt spasmed frenetically on his rock hard cock and responded by ramming his shaft into her repeatedly right through her orgasm. Then he pulled his prick from her sodden cunt and held it to her lips.




The Engagement Ch. 02



"FINISH ME OFF!"

Dazed, Alice took him in one hand and in her eagerness to suck him, missed her mouth the first time. Then she had it, alive and throbbing, loving the silken feel of him on her tongue. She was enthralled as Dutch's huge cock jerked against the back of her throat and let out a muffled groan of exquisite pleasure at the sensation it caused. Then as Marty placed his throbbing prick against her cheek, she began to suck wildly, reaching frantically for her left breast, finding it and encircling it with one hand. 

Marty knelt on the floor next to them lightly stroking his newly risen hardon. Dutch felt her playing with his testicles, gently squeezing them and circling his prick with the fingers of one hand, although she couldn't fully surround it because of its thickness.

Alice began her deep throating then, and he couldn't hold off and exploded. She stayed with him all the way swallowing every cell in every ounce of sperm released by his load. He kissed her gently afterward and Alice took a moment to steal a glance at her husband. He was not disrobing, nor did he exhibit a bulge where he normally would have.

Alice, full of sorrow, ended the kiss and was startled to find Marty patiently masturbating, while she caught her breath.

"Best blowjob I ever had," Dutch said complementing her. She didn't hear him, for she was worried that Robert might not respond at all. Turning her attention to Marty, she found him lathering his fat cock with a lubricant and realized her ass was next on the agenda.

'So be it.' She thought and presented her ass to him. Dutch and Robert both watched as Marty centered himself on her puckered hole and pressed his hips forward to bring his helmet-like head within an inch of her anus. Alice couldn't contain a muffled moan of delight as Marty shifted his hips forward and his knob slithered some two inches into her hot, clutching flesh. Alice wanted it; was ready for it; but Marty's cock was long and thick, and she couldn't keep back a surprised cry of pain as his shaft disappeared into the firm black cheeks of her ass. He held Alice firmly as he strove for more ground to hold his big cock. After three benevolent strokes, Alice's whimpering softened and Marty pressed the issue, slamming his weapon into her.

Instantly there was new sound coming from her lips, long, husky groans of pleasure filled the room as Marty drove his massive cock deeper into the sticky depths of her anus. The sound sent wild stabs of sensuous wonder through the two men watching. It took Marty a few more strokes to get his throbbing prick up to the balls between Alice's firm cheeks; then he stopped moving, leaving his cock completely imbedded in her hot anus. Neither of them moved for a few seconds, both completely enraptured with the full, throbbing victory of what they had done; then he placed his hands firmly on her hips and began to rotate them slowly. As he moved, Marty let out a husky moan of delight, and Alice whimpered with pleasure.

As though it had a mind of its own, Marty's hand slipped around to the front of Alice's body. He located her clit and teased it; bringing Alice to an even higher state of arousal. She whimpered wildly and began to twist and churn against his massive prick.

Marty began pumping faster, slamming his full length into her shit channel. He was achieving sensations he hadn't felt in a long time, and lost himself in the feel of it, his powerful hips twisting, circling, thrusting, pistoning.

Both of them were lost in the sensuousness of it all. In a matter of minutes a deep groan of animal satisfaction filled the room as he began to pump the hot, life-giving elixir from his aching balls, flooding the tight, sucking chasm of Alice's ass with gobs of thick, creamy fluid.

Marty rolled away and Dutch had Alice get on all fours and mounted her like and animal would sliding easily into her gaping asshole. Robert stood there moaning and squeezing his suddenly rampant cock. When he realized his ploy had worked its magic on him, he began to strip. When he was down to his skivvies he joined the fray, tapping his cock against Alice's face until she opened her eyes and saw the eye of his cock drooling with pre-cum waiting for her.

With a startled shriek of happiness she slithered across the floor and climbed into a white easy chair and eagerly accepted him in her mouth, sucking frantically, completely forgetting Dutch and the hot cock he'd had up her ass a moment before.

Robert found himself so stimulated from his pent-up emotions that he was spewing his fluid into her throat, causing poor Alice to gag then choke, before he could withdraw. Once his cock left her throat, she had room to accept all the sperm and happily swallowed it all. She and Robert hugged joyfully for a minute and then her arm went out and brought Marty into an embrace. Robert grabbed Dutch and pulled him close so that all four bodies were entangled together.

Five minutes later they started to shift their positions and gradually untangled themselves. Alice groaned as she lay spread-eagled on the bed, her body glistening with sweat, absently fondling her breasts with her left hand and her cunt with her right. She smiled at them; her eyes bright and glassy as she noted that all three were almost fully erect again.

"Know what I'd like?"

"What would you like darling?" Robert asked.

"For the three of you to fuck me at the same time."

The three men grinned. Alice kissed Dutch then pulled him down on the bed and, gasping and moaning thickly mounted him by straddling his hips. Bending over, she kissed him hungrily, thrusting her tongue into his mouth as she sank her cunt down on his cock engulfing his prick in her tight, wet warmth. He grunted and thrust up into her. She gasped, arching her head. He craned his neck and, squeezing her breasts together sucked on them simultaneously. She moaned loudly.

"C'mon honey! Take my ass! Shove your black cock into my butt!"

Robert whooped and dropped to his knees behind her. Spreading her buttocks open with both hands, he touched his cock-head to her anus. She tensed, biting her lower lip as she felt the huge cock-head at her asshole. But her ass was already well plowed and she accepted him easily as he eased his hips forward. His prick popped into her ass.

"OH, FUCK! " she moaned, "MY FANTASY COME TRUE!"

The two men worked well together, establishing an easy rhythm that kept both inside her.

The mere idea of having two cocks inside her caused the breath to rush from her throat. Her head snapped up and her face contorted, her lips snapped back, her mouth hung open, her eyes screwed shut. Robert dug his fingers into the cheeks of her ass and slowly wormed his cock deeper and deeper into her anus. He gasped loudly from the exquisite sensation as her asshole convulsed on his invading prick. His belly sucked in with the strain. Beneath her, Dutch grunted as her cunt, too, contracted savagely on his fat cock, separated from Robert's by the merest membrane of her flesh. Deeper and deeper Robert probed, and Alice's body thrashed between them, wracked by huge, sobbing gasps.

She felt dizzy with lust and when Marty tapped her nose causing her to open her eyes, he presented a third cock to her and she gobbled him up and began to cry with joy. 'I've died and gone to heaven,' she told herself, savoring the taste of Marty's cock on her tongue and the fantastic sensations the other cocks brought on as they filled her cunt and ass.

Alice squirmed between the men, moaning and gasping, but unrelenting in her powerful sucks on the prick ravaging her mouth and throat. Reveling in the joy of having all three holes filled at the same time.

Alice thrashed and writhed between them, gasping and moaning, her breathing heavy and hot. Robert and Dutch fucked her heavily and deeply, their cocks sawing in and out of her cunt and ass. Every thrust from Robert forced her cunt down hard and deep onto Dutch's massive erection; and when Dutch bucked his hips under her, her anus was jammed back on her husband's huge member.

She wanted to scream with joy, but couldn't, Marty's cock prevented that, so she sucked even harder. Further stimulation was provided, not that she needed it, by Marty, who began cursing her.

"C'MON! TAKE IT! OH, FUCK ME! TAKE IT, YOU CUNT!" Marty groaned, hands just above Dutch's sweat-soaked chest as he grabbed Alice's tits, squeezing and crushing them hard.

Dutch grunted under her, heaving his hips up and down under her cunt, gripping her buttocks and holding them open for his buddy. On and on they went, the three men pummeling her body between theirs, invading her innermost recesses, gasping and moaning.

Several minutes later, they broke apart. Marty had come in her mouth and his sperm was trickling from the corner of her mouth. Alice's body was streaming with sweat from the combined tension and exertion. She moaned softly and slowly turned on her back above Dutch. This forced Robert's cock from her ass with a soft plopping sound. She was orchestrating a new scenario. Kneeling over Dutch's lap, she took his cock in hand and placed it at the entrance to her ass and eased her asshole down on his still rock-hard cock. Dutch gasped as his cock burst into her rear channel. Alice cried out with renewed passion, her head arched back, her body bent backward in a steep bow, her elbows on the bed on either side of his chest. Gingerly, she spread her knees. Marty continued squeezing her breasts hard. Robert grunted and moved over her, kneeling between her spread thighs. He bent and kissed her cunt opening and when he'd finished slowly pushed his cock into her recently vacated cunt.

Alice's face twisted wildly and she moaned - twisting and writhing her hips but taking care not to dislodge their members from her orifices.

They began to fuck her in sync once again, moving slowly and rhythmically, pumping their hips back and forth in unison, both pricks invading her as one. Alice was coming repeatedly, and soon it was too much for either man to bear. One by one, they hammered into her and exploded, making Alice gasp and moan as the sharp, hot, delightful spurts of their seed flowed into and out of her.

When they were rested, the men took turns dressing. Alice lay satiated on a sheet, legs apart arms askew, wearing only her black shoes.

Finally she reopened her eyes,

"I want to thank each of you," she said, but her eyes were on Robert. "Marty, Dutch . . . you were both wonderful. I hope we can get together again, and the sooner the better. Unfortunately, Robert and I leave on our honeymoon tomorrow, or," she laughed, "should I say this morning."

"And Dutch . . . what a true friend you are, helping my husband out as you did. I will never, ever forget you for what you did. Thank you from the bottom of my heart."

"Robert, my beloved . . . you made my wedding night a fantasy come true. The fact that you managed to overcome this . . .impediment of impotency at precisely the right moment is a miracle as far as I'm concerned and I thank the good Lord for helping us. I love you."

"I love you all, my three husbands this night, my three glorious lovers. And let's do this again in two weeks when we return from the islands."

"Thank you, Alice," Dutch said with wholehearted sincerity. It was a pleasure . . . I don't mean a sensual pleasure, although you and I know that to be true enough, I mean that I could be of help to the most charming couple I know, and to be able to help my best friend when he needed me"

"Enough! Enough!" Robert shouted, keep this up and I'll be crying. You guys did a great job! Now get the hell out, if the bar's open downstairs have a couple of drinks on me, charge it to my room, but go. I want to be alone with the bride."

Marty and Dutch left with broad grins on the faces.

"What a night," Marty said.

"You got that right," Dutch agreed.

"Wanna stop in for a nightcap?" Dutch asked his friend.

"Thanks, but no thanks. I'm pooped. Gonna head home and sleep for twenty hours or so."

They both laughed and gave one another a high five. Outside, Marty caught a late-night cab at the hotel's entrance. Dutch waited a few minutes for the next one and went home, tired but satisfied in many ways.

Alice and Robert got no sleep that night, for his cock surged up time after time and they fucked like animals until eight in the morning. They showered, for the third time, and had a huge breakfast and just managed to catch the plane for their honeymoon hide-away in Jamacia.



The Engagement Ch. 03



When the doorbell rang, I called to Louis, who was in the kitchen making dinner.

"I'll get it, Louis."

"Thank you, dear," he called back.

"Stephie, how good it is to see you!"

I gave my old roommate a great big hug, and then kissed her cheek.

"Same here, but next time, you're making the drive to my house. The traffic was horrible!"

"Well, you're here now, so relax and set your bag down. I'll have Louis take it to the guest room in a moment."

Stephie stretched her back. Her pert little titties strained against her pink tank top. She hadn't changed a bit since college. Her sun-streaked blonde hair framed her pretty face, those big blue eyes and the cute freckles across her nose.

"I can't wait to meet him!"

"Oh, Louis! Come out here and meet my old friend."

Louis scurried from the kitchen and met us in the foyer.

"Louis, this is Stephie, the friend I told you about. Stephie, I'd like you to meet my fiancée. Louis, say hello to Stephie."

"Hello, Stephie, It's a pleasure to meet you."

"The same to you, Louis. Congratulations on your engagement. You're getting a wonderful girl; you must feel very lucky."

Louis could not help staring at Steph. We are exact opposites in appearance. Where I am tall, with pale white complexion, fairly large breasts and naturally red hair, Stephie is the quintessential surfer girl; small, pert little breasts, a cute little body and a golden tan.

"Louis, is supper ready? Stephie must be starving after her long drive."

"Not quite, dear. The salad is prepared, but the lasagna needs a few minutes in the oven."

"Excellent; take Stephie's bag to the guest room and bring us some wine."

"Yes, dear."

While Louis took her bag and headed for the guest room, Steph looked about the place."

"Della, this is so lovely, so big and spacious!"

"Thank-you, hon. Come and make yourself comfortable."

We had just settled on the leather sofa, when Louis brought us each a glass of wine.

"I've set the table, and I just have to mix the salad and take the lasagna out to cool. It should be about twenty minutes before dinner."

Once Louis disappeared into the kitchen, Steph looked at me and grinned.

"So, how's it going?"

"He's like putty in my hands. It's only been two months and as you can see, he jumps at my instructions."

"So, what are his fetishes, what turns him on?"

"Steph, it's incredible. He has no fetishes; he only wants to please me. He's terrified that I'll change my mind and break our engagement."

"That is incredible! Have you punished him?"

I sipped my wine and laughed.

"I've only paddled him three times. Of course, I spank him often, I give him plenty of corner time; but he's terrified of the hairbrush, which is as it should be."

"I can't believe you've only used the hairbrush three times. He must love being submissive to you!"

"Truth be told, Louis hates to be punished. Nevertheless, he is so infatuated with me that he's willing to endure anything to please me. Sometimes, I wish he would fuck up more often. We are so close to concluding his training, but he needs some severe discipline to put him in his place."

I'd no sooner finished speaking when we heard Louis cry out in obvious pain, followed by a loud "God dammit!" There followed a loud crash and Louis yelled, "Oh shit!" 

I grinned mischievously at Steph.

"I think my prayer has been answered. Let's go see what's going on."

We entered the kitchen and found Lois at the sink, running cold water on his wrist. The casserole dish lay on the floor, lasagna splattered on the floor and cabinets.

"I'm sorry, dear! I burned my wrist and dropped the dish!"

"I didn't ask for an explanation. Call for a pizza and clean up this mess!"

"Yes, dear; I'm so sorry!"

"We'll see how sorry you are after we've eaten. Now, get busy!"

"Yes dear!"

When the pizza arrived, I set the box on the dining room table and called for Louis.

"Louis, are you finished cleaning the kitchen?"

"I've cleaned the mess, dear. I still have the dish to scrub."

"Let it soak for now. Bring the salad dishes and the bottle of wine."

Louis sat at the table with us. He was quiet as a mouse as Stephie and I chatted and caught up on things together. Eventually, I told Louis to clear the table. When he returned, Stephie was sitting on the couch. I sat across the coffee table from her on one of the dining room chairs. Louis emitted and audible whimper when he saw me sitting in the armless, straight backed chair.

"Get over here."

"Yes, dear."

Louis scurried over and stood facing me.

"Don't turn your back on our guest, it's so rude! Stand at the end of the coffee table." 

Louis took his place and hung his head. I could almost smell his fear and embarrassment.

"Louis, you knew how important this dinner was to me. I haven't seen Steph in months and you ruined our dinner. Because of you, I was forced to serve delivery pizza. What do you have to say for yourself?"

"I'm sorry, dear; I burnt myself and dropped the dish. Please forgive me!"

"Louis, I always forgive you for your screw ups. You also know that I have to punish you when you fail to please me. Go prepare yourself and fetch the hairbrush."

When Louis was gone, Steph turned to me.

"Oh, goody! I get to see you paddle him!"

"You'll see more than a paddling...shh, here he comes."

Louis entered the room naked, hairbrush in hand. His little penis appeared even smaller by his fear and lack of body hair. He handed me the brush and took his place at the end of the coffee table.

"You know that you deserve this, don't you?"

"Yes dear."

"Before I begin, I want you to give Stephie a thorough apology. Show some respect for my guest."

"Miss Stephie, please forgive me for ruining dinner."

"Do you have anything else to say?"

"Miss Stephie, I'm sorry that you have to witness my punishment. I'll try to do better so you won't have to see me paddled again."

"If you're finished, get your sorry bottom over my lap this instant."

I didn't want to hurt him too much, as I might have the opportunity to administer the hairbrush to his ass again before the week-end was over. I paddled him slowly, methodically. I prefer to deliver an upward swat that catches the bottom, fleshy part of his cheeks until his buns are glowing and he cries, softly and pitifully. Eventually, I told him to stand and take his place at the end of the coffee table.

"Louis, you took your punishment well for ruining dinner. However, you have another transgression that must be dealt with. When you were in the kitchen, you used some words that are forbidden in this house. You are not only clumsy, you are a potty mouth. Furthermore, you failed to apologize to Steph for using those naughty potty words. I suggest that you do that now."

Louis could barely speak as he turned to address Stephie. Her pretty white teeth sparkled in contrast to her golden tan as she tried to keep a straight face.

"Miss Stephie, I'm sorry that you had to hear me use those naughty words. Please forgive me for having a naughty potty mouth."

I picked up the bar of soap I'd placed on the table. I let Steph have a good look at it before I proceeded to punish Louis.

"Louis is learning to use the words I've given him to describe his improper behavior. Look at this bar of soap and tell me what you see."

Steph leaned forward to examine the cake of soap.

"Why, it looks like teeth marks!"

"Yes, this isn't the first time I've had to wash his potty mouth. Louis, open wide."

Louis reluctantly opened his mouth and allowed me to stuff the bar of soap halfway into his mouth. He made a horrible face, but submitted to his punishment.

"Now, go stand in the corner and leave that in your mouth until I tell you otherwise. If you drop the soap, we will repeat your punishment. Now, go!"

Stephie couldn't hold back any longer. She burst into peels of laughter, holding her sides until she was finally able to speak.

"Don't drop the soap! Naughty little potty mouth--oh, that's rich!"



The Engagement Ch. 03



A Novel by Paris Waterman

*****

Hooking up with Rosa

'Unbelievable!' Dutch told himself, recalling that memorable night. "Just fucking unbelievable," this he said aloud.

Of course the four had never gotten together again. Marty had been killed in a mugging two days before Alice and Robert returned from their honeymoon. They were all stunned by it and it was quite a while before Dutch had joined Robert and Alice for some fairly decent threesomes, But after getting together several times, some of the luster had been lost, something new was needed.

The bartender approached Dutch who indicated that he wanted another scotch. And as the bartender filled his glass, Dutch's thoughts turned to Rosa and his brow furrowed.

'I should call her. She'll think all I wanted was a one night stand.' He told himself.

He was quiet for a time, not thinking about anything, absentmindedly sipping his drink. Then he found himself thinking about her again. He realized he missed her and wanted to be with her again.

'I better call," he thought, reliving her very uninhibited appetite. He slid off the barstool and headed for the phone, pausing to adjust himself, for he was now sporting an erection.

It took him several minutes to locate her number. He had to empty his wallet of all its contents and sift through tem before finding the tiny scrap of paper with her name and number on it.

She answered on the first ring. Five minutes later he delivered a solid kick to the door of his Volvo that produced what Dutch considered a handsome dent. Then he slipped behind the wheel and drove to the address Rosa had given him.

***

He pulled out a cigarette and moved it toward her mouth. She spread her lips slightly to accept it and looked him in the eye as he placed it between the chiseled rims that made him think of Sofia Loren. The way she kept looking at him as he lit the cigarette for her made him feel the return of a meddlesome tingle that ran between his legs through his crotch and out the head of his dissolute dick.

Dutch found Rosa to be one of the sexiest women he'd ever encountered.

Rosa kept looking into his face until she remembered that if she followed the match with her eyes they would cross and she'd look like an idiot. She broke off the look, smiled and said, "There's some cold beer in the fridge."

He continued to look at her. "Sounds good," he murmured and got up and went to the refrigerator. Rosa drew her legs up under her and sat Indian-style on the bed while he opened the door and removed two cans from the eight that huddled on the frost-caked shelf. He popped the tab on his beer and handed her another can without opening it. She popped the top, twisted off the ring and tossed the broken tab in the general direction of the wastebasket in the corner. It landed on the rug. She made no move to retrieve it, nor did he. Dutch thought it added to the informality of her place.

He leaned his ass against the edge of the chipped dresser. "Where you from?"

"Los Angeles."

He said nothing, but took a swallow of his beer. The silence goaded Rosa into revealing more about herself.

"My father was Mexican, my mother . . ."

Dutch jumped in. "I've met the lady."

"Um, yeah . . . you sure did."

"Don't be a bitch about it." He said without rancor.

"No . . . no, I'm not." She peeked at his face to see if he believed her. His expression told her nothing.

"Anyway, he left us when I was fourteen. Mom got a job working in this bar and made herself invaluable."

"No one's invaluable," he said and took a swig of beer. To himself he said, My God this woman is gorgeous. A fantastic body and look at her mouth . . .

"Well the owner thought she was; and when his cancer . . ." she gulped to stifle a sob, "Sorry. He was good to me too. Anyway, when the cancer reached a point where everyone knew he was going fast, he drew up a will and left the bar to Mom. I was maybe twenty-four then."

"And?"

She wondered how he knew she was holding it back. Then she blurted it out, "I have a baby."

"I figured," he said giving her no indication one way or the other about how he felt about such matters.

Rosa bit her lower lip and pushed on. "She's almost eighteen now. Goes to high school, gets good grades. Gonna go to college too." This last carried a defiant tone.

"That's okay. A woman as good looking as you are figures to have had a few men in her life. Getting pregnant is kind of an occupational hazard."

"Hey! I'm not a whore!" Rosa spat out.

"Whoa! Never said you were. Didn't mean to imply it either. Sorry if I offended you."

Rosa calmed down. "Her father was Swedish, a blond god - like a Viking."

"And he sailed off into the unknown?"

"No!" She stared at the ceiling and he took the opportunity to admire the graceful line of her neck. "He was killed in a stupid race. He thought he could drive a racecar like Earnhardt or something. Well, he couldn't."

"I'm sorry," he said and this time she was able to read his expression and knew he meant it.

"Oh . . . fuck!" And she started to cry.

"Drink your beer," he said. She tilted the can up and drank deeply. Then she was coughing, from the cigarette and the beer. He waited patiently for her to regain her composure. He got them each another beer. This time he opened it for her.

She realized she had overreacted to his comment about her late husband and admired the calm way he had handled her. Not raising his voice; actually pretty much ignoring it entirely. 'I promise I won't be a bitch tonight,' she told herself and took a drink of her beer. 

Rosa felt the beer feed some of its cold energy into her skin. She also noticed a pleasant itch in her crotch. She wondered briefly if it was the beer. Then she smiled a bare trace of a smile, as she concluded it wasn't the beer.

Dutch was also getting horny. Rosa quickly finished the second beer with a deep swallow. He watched her throat muscles work as she tilted her head back. 'So that's what she'll look like with my dick down her throat,' he thought. She put the empty down on the floor beside the bed and sat there looking at him.

"I may move to a nicer place next month. You know, share it with a girlfriend," she said off-handedly.

He stared at her and she felt the tingle again. She was now positive the beer had nothing to do with it. The tingle was getting stronger and emanating from her loins. 'I'm prattling on about nothing,' she thought. 'Why not get right down to it,' she told herself. Goading herself, Rosa took a deep breath and said "Why . . ." she stopped and cleared her throat.

"Umm, why don't you get rid of those pants and come over here?"

"Why?" He asked with a knowing grin.

"Why? So I can suck your cock, that's why."

Dutch blinked twice. Otherwise his expression didn't change. He shucked his loafers and pulled off his pants and shorts in one efficient motion. He slung them over the edge of the dresser, one pant leg inside out.

Dutch turned and stood facing her in only his red shirt. Holding his stiff prick up like a flagpole, except from time to time it jerked involuntarily.

Rosa maneuvered herself to the edge of the bed and deftly fingered the rigid shaft as his cock, with an almost studied inevitability, moved toward those magnificent pouting lips. Dutch wondered if they were real or collagen treated and then decided he didn't give a shit, for she was truly beautiful; so much better looking than any woman he'd had in years.

Rosa casually licked the surface of her palm, coating it with her saliva until it was soaking wet and slippery. She was wearing a silver slip over a black bra and a black french-cut bikini that was pulled very high so that it disappeared between her cunt lips and the small wispy black bush that almost concealed them.

With every breath she took, Rosa's cleavage rose and fell. She was hot, very hot.

Her lips were quite red. Her tongue, her hot, pink, wet tongue, kept licking the palm of her hand. Dutch sat watching her, waiting patiently, his cock fully engorged and hard as stone; its purple head was throbbing in time with each heave of her chest.

Nervously, he ran his fingers through his wiry pubic hairs, cupping his hot round balls in his fingers --momentarily slipping the middle finger down to his anus and rubbing slightly. He didn't want to touch his dick, not while she was licking her hand. Finally, Rosa reached out for his towering cock and grasped it in her saliva-drenched hand. The dusky half-Mexican woman pumped the throbbing cock up and down, up and down, sliding her wet hand along his pole, greasing it with her spittle.

The expression on her face was ecstatic.

He thought the feel of her slippery hand gripping him almost indistinguishable from the feel of her mouth or her cunt, except that she could grip it more tightly if she wanted to.

She gripped the top of her black brassiere with her free hand and pealed it down freeing one luscious breast for him to suckle, the other, although meant to be freed, got caught in the material and remained covered.

Rosa moaned. He never knew whether it was his mouth on her turgid nipple or her longing for his glistening cock that caused it; for she opened the sensuous gateway of her soft pink wet lips and lowered her head, enclosing his rock-hard prick between her lips and Dutch closed his eyes and drifted off to another place.

Rosa's mouth slid down, down, down. His massive organ was actually being squeezed tighter and tighter as it made its way down her esophagus.

But his eyes opened and widened even more when, after swallowing the entire length of his prodigious prick, Rosa absorbed an abundant amount of air in her nostrils, opened her jaw just a fraction wider and took both of his testicles into her mouth as well. Her eyes were upon him, seeking acknowledgement of her accomplishment.

"Jesus Christ!" He gasped, incredulous.

Laughing and choking, Rosa pulled her face free of Dutch's thick appendage, and after recovering slightly, proceeded to coat both her hands with a couple gobs of spit, gripped his cock like a baseball bat and jerked with all her might. He couldn't help but moan.

A great white volcanic orgasm overcame him--sending his sperm flying everywhere; flooding her mouth; her nostrils; her ear; her stomach; his stomach and the sheets. Rosa spent the next few minutes regally spooning up his seed and slowly swallowing it as though it was the finest caviar ever sampled. When she'd finished, he noticed her nostrils flare as if testing the air surrounding her.

"Mmmmm, you smell nice," she purred, then licked her lips. "And not only on your face, but your tummy too. Did you plan on something happening here tonight?"

"That . . ." He began.

"Shush! You're getting hard again!" And Rosa's gifted tongue swirled around and around his slimy knob.

'Jesus, she was good!' He thought and arched neck back and concentrated on fighting off a fast eruption. To his chagrin, he realized this was his second time, the longer lasting fuck, and here he was struggling to keep from coming again.

'If only I could stop seeing her fucking lips on me.' He thought.

Rosa, for her part, was elated with the feeling of power it gave her. She decided to pull out all the stops; and brushing her fingers lightly over his swollen testicles elicited a loud gasp from him.

"Ahhhhhh!" He moaned as her mouth nibbled on his cockhead; and ever so softly, those same fingers traced their way between the cheeks of his ass. Dutch's thigh muscles bunched, and his balls ratcheted upward in a tight, hot package against his groin. He pressed the sides of his palms firmly against the sides of her head, trying to halt her wet, moving lips from hastening his next ejaculation. His fingers tangled in her black hair. He felt the dusky tan, cool turns of her ears.

Rosa obliged him by slowing her motions, allowing him to slip from between her lips. "Am I giving you great head or what?"

"Don't stop now baby!" He said, although wanting this to last forever. Absentmindedly, he strummed her stiffened nipple with his thumb. She giggled silently at her power over him and sucked him in again. Dutch was sure he felt her lips move in a smile that dissolved the suckling pressures along the circumference of his cock. His legs had begun to shake.

Rosa felt him rock and tremble at the simplest movement of her mouth. 'Jesus, I just love this guy's cock' she thought. She too, wanted it to last as long as possible, and so she eased off, gently hooking her upper teeth on the ridge of his turgid member and paused, permitting herself to recall the magnificent orgasm he'd given her the night before. Then she felt him flex and came back from her daydream to the magnificent reality of his prodigious prick lolling around under her tongue.

"I think you'd better fuck me with that thing before I have to swallow a load half the size of Lake Tahoe," she told him, adding a broad smile.

She hopped off the bed and went over to the dresser and stood with her back to him and removed her brassiere and panties in a wink, leaving the slip on. The first thing he noticed was her ample breasts reflected in the mirror as she straightened up naked and posed coquettishly.

'No doubt about it, she was built.' He told himself.

Her hand went up and teased her high-standing dark nipples.

'I could hang a hat on them,' he thought, 

'they're like missiles.'

Rosa saw him looking at them in the mirror.

"Not too shabby for an old lady, eh?" She asked, hefting her right tit up with her hand.

"You're not so old." His erection jerked toward the ceiling. Rosa caught the movement and had to hold herself in check, she was that close to cumming.

"Thirty-eight," she said and inwardly cursed herself because her voice had gone dry.

"I'm older than that." He replied his voice was thick and to distract her from noticing, he deliberately made his dick dance.

"Thirty-eight's old." She said slowly walking back to him.

"Shit, you look twenty-five or twenty-six."

Rosa smiled at him. "You know how to say all the right things, don't you?"

Dutch couldn't think of anything else to add.

With her right hand she gently pushed him back across the bed. She straddled him with her hips at his chest level, her left hand on his hardon behind her back.

"I want to show you something," she purred. And partly to distract him momentarily and partly because she was a woman, Rosa deftly removed the slip and tossed it to the floor.

"Look here." She said and spread herself with her right hand. He looked where she wanted him too. Protruding between her pressing fingers was the pink shaft of a clitoris that was over an inch long. It was pierced and as hard as he was, and he could see it pulsing along its tight underside with the beating of her heart.

"It did this while I was sucking you. Jesus you make me sooo fuckin' hot!"

Dutch said nothing. He just stared at her there. He had never seen anything quite like it. Rosa felt herself growing wetter and wetter under his gaze. With her knees on either side of his chest, she could feel her sex lips spreading apart and lowered herself a few sultry inches until the heat from her cunt melded with the heat from his cock. She moved herself gently back and forth on him with a feather-soft contact that bathed them both, where they touched, in the liquid silk that distilled like honeydew from deep within her.

He moaned at the very softness of her surrounding him.

She placed her palms on either side of his head and slowly lowered her face to his. His eyes closed softly, like those of a small child. She kissed him. They floated in that tender kiss for a delicate moment. Then she backed down, buried him within her heated folds and hammered her hips with unshackled fury until they both erupted together. It was unlike anything either of them had ever known before.

****

That was a week ago. A long week of fantasy-ridden frustration and now Rosa was going crazy. He'd kissed her goodbye and left. He hadn't called and she couldn't get him out of her mind. That smile, those muscles, and those eyes, those deep, penetrating eyes. How people looked at him when he came into a room.

And Mom . . . with all her whining and complaining; constantly berating her.

"Where is he? Did you suck his cock off?" A constant irritant, but even worse was the fact that she needed him. She needed that cock. Damn! Especially that cock! she thought, and then wondered what in hell was happening to her?

She kept her hair fixed the same way it had been that night they'd made love. She wore the same bracelets, the same earrings, the same style clothing, but of course, not the same clothing. People at the real estate office where she worked were looking at her. She kept losing her calculator. She would frequently catch herself staring at the fly area of men's pants, at the bumps behind the zippers of coworkers and clients alike. Rosa caught herself doing it even when the prospect's wife was standing there. One guy had even grabbed her ass, forcing her to slap him and lose a prospective sale.

He would call, she kept telling herself; he would call. She had chewed her nails to the nub and bitten most of the skin off her upper lip. Her nerves were frayed, she'd snapped at her daughter Kathy that morning then told her she was sorry but her period was making her miserable. Kathy nodded in acceptance and left for school.

'Jesus! Why doesn't he call?' Then she cursed; realizing she'd just burned Kathy's new blouse with the iron. An accident! Had he been in an accident? Or was there another woman?' She chewed more skin off her lip agonizing over his whereabouts. 

'Why?' She asked herself. 'Why am I going nuttso over this bastard?' And she answered her own question. 'Because he'd brought her to a place she'd never been before. Yeah, yeah,' she reminded herself, 'she'd floated to climax with her vibrator countless times. 

She had been nibbled to ecstasy by various dates; by her husband and even the guy with the long tongue at the other real estate agency who made her cum four times on top of the big oak desk in his office. But never, ever had she come from a cock-generated orgasm before. She'd felt it coming on like a white-hot freight train. And despite all the woman's magazines and their bleating about cocks placing third behind electronics and tongues, his thick member had sent her further than she'd ever gone before.'

And she wanted to go there again and again and again.

The phone rang. She dropped the iron, just missing her toes. She forced herself to pick it up and turn it off before answering the ringing phone.

It was him! Rosa felt the delightful twinge of an orgasm on hearing his voice. He wondered if she was available for a couple of drinks later on.

At first Rosa wanted to tell him to fuck off, but didn't. She wanted his tool pounding into her as soon as possible, and so she invited him over, suggesting that sooner was better than later. When he said he could be there in thirty minutes, Rosa hung up and began crying tears of joy.

An hour later she had that cock again, right in front of her. They were in her family room, holding one another, sunk in a sea of giant beanbag cushions. Rosa had been to Jupiter the first time he put it to her. Now she lay on her tummy between his legs; her head near his knees; her left arm lounging across his thigh, her right hand trembling and trying to encircle that remarkable cock, fingers unable to get all the way around.

She was awed, and proud. Proud she had made it get like this again and so soon. It certainly was an exceptional object. For the first thirty-eight years of her life, she hadn't thought of cocks as isolated structures. They were erotic because of the sweet intrigue that went along with getting one into you . . . because of the romance and worries and the tenderness . . . and the love.




The Engagement Ch. 03



Rosa felt the spilling wetness between her legs, and endured a rushing blush of embarrassment at her lubricity. She looked down at her nipples as they alternately brushed against the slowly churning skin of his testicles. Her brown tips stiffened and sprouted out hard to meet the moving, rutted skin of him that was so different there. 

She watched in fascination as her probing nipple played up and over the tight, swollen length of him. Everything was diameters and heat. A delicious kind of electricity surged in her hips, and she felt as if the lower half of her body had become detached from the rest of her to float on a sea of animals snarling and growling. It seemed she had been swept away and was looking down at the scene from afar. Her brain grew dizzy as it boiled in the delightful lust. The rush was coming again. Not just the thought of the rush or the imagining of the rush, but the rush of the great climax itself. And Rosa was still to mount that hot, throbbing chunk of him.

She drew up on her knees, straddled him; then had to go on one foot to position the roiling center of her cunt over the pulsing, throbbing, thick cock waiting beneath her. Her hand seemed small, timorous even greedy as it guided him to the lush, craving softness at her center.

Pushing. Spreading. Pushing more.

She rose a bit, moved slightly, and pushed again, moving him toward her eagerness. Heated waves of vertigo surged through her body. Rising again, Rosa felt the top of his monster cock saturated with her own sleek moisture.

'I'm so slippery . . . he's so hard!' She thought, pushing down on him, forcing her sex to accept the girth of his cock's huge diameter inching into her. Finally she had stretched enough to accept him. One last rub of tissue against tissue and all resistance yielded. The world spun for a moment, followed by the hot delirium of being filled. Down, down she went coming again . . . the sweetness of it all but overpowering Rosa's senses.

But she craved more and felt the firmness of his cock rasping the deepest end of her and forced the delightful depravity even further.

"God!"

"Huh!" He grunted surging back into her.

"Oh, God!" She groaned and squeezed her left nipple.

"Ugh! Ugh!" He was pounding his meat into her; pummeling her cunt with his savagery and she reveled in it.

"Sweet Jesus! Cuummmmmming! I'm cuummmmmming!"

She was possessed, gloriously possessed. And FULL! FULL! FULL!

She hung there lost in the sensuality, poised in the wonder at the incredible rush overwhelming her. 'Dear God,' she prayed, 'let it be as good for him too.' And she put her cuntal muscles to work, closing down on him and squeezing even as she rose and fell upon him.

She had to ask. "Are you close?" Rosa was breathing with difficulty.

"Gonna go a little farther," he croaked as her hand slipped in the sweaty wetness on his shoulder.

"Wanna put it up my ass?" And she wondered who or what possessed her to ask the question.

Dutch groaned and shifted slightly.

"Is that a yes?" She managed, still clinging to a magnificent climax.

"Yeah!"

And with some feigned reluctance, Rosa moved off his extraordinary shaft and presented her ass to him. Dutch spit on the knob of his cock out of habit then rubbed it up and down her ass until he attained the correct angle and eased it in. He was surprised and impressed with her ability in accepting him. But after only three or four thrusts, she was pleading with him to let her on top. They changed position and he lay on his back as Rosa squeezed out a healthy dollop of lubricant into her hand, then applied some to his cock and the rest to her ass hole.

Then she crouched over him, reached down and grabbed his cock and lowered her ass until his cock was just touching her ass.

Dutch reached up with both hands and spread her ass cheeks as far as he could. Rosa positioned his cockhead at her rear end and then slowly lowered herself onto it. There was some resistance, and Rosa grimaced a bit, then she began to relax a bit, finally the head popped into her chute.

She stopped then, and waited a bit, then eased down onto his cock a bit at a time, until she had the whole thing lodged in her ass. Then she stopped moving for a little while, just sitting there with his cock in her ass, eyes closed, squeezing and pulling on her nipples, which were huge by now.

Maybe a minute passed, possibly two, but then Rosa moaned and started to rock and forth on Dutch's erection, rubbing her clit against him. Soon thereafter, she was sliding up and down his shaft, fucking herself hard. He reached under her legs with both arms and pulled her legs toward his shoulders. 

This caused Rose to lose her balance and compelled her to lean backwards and hold herself up with her hands behind her. Once Dutch had her like this, he sat up, then pulled his legs under himself and kept going until he had her on her back with his prick still lodged in her ass. Deftly, he pulled her ass into the air and put a couple pillows under it, then went to town.

Showing great patience, Dutch kept to a slow pace, easing his huge prick almost all the way out of her ass, then sliding it back in until his balls were up against her ass. Rosa was humming with excitement. Dutch was grunting from the exertion of it all and wanting to save himself for yet another round of fucking, he reached around to her front and located her swollen clit.

She gasped at the touch, as if jolted by an electrical shock. Dutch, having located her clit grasped it with his first two fingertips. He was amazed at its size and resilience.

"Ooooh!" Rosa moaned. Even before the moan had left her lips, he was strumming her clit with both fingers and plowing his fat cock through the full channel of her ass until it met with resistance. Rosa rocked her hips back and slammed her ass back against him with all her strength and his cock hit an impenetrable wall, causing her to clamp down so hard with her ass on his cock that he couldn't come. For just a few seconds she seemed to freeze all the muscles in her body and vibrate against him.

Neither one was aware of the figure watching from the bedroom doorway.

"Ooooh, Jesus!" Rosa managed to gasp, for she was having trouble catching her breath, "That's it lover! Ooooh, that's it!"

"Like my ass fucking, do you?"

"Love it! Ooooh, just . . . just hold it right there!"

He did, remaining motionless except for maintaining the continuous friction on her clit. Suddenly a growling-like sound emanated from deep within her throat; and the juices roiled from her cunt, over her thighs and down into her ass. Dutch responded by pulling her almost straight up in the air and pounding his manhood into her ass like there was no tomorrow. Only after he had finished coming did he realize Rosa had passed out.

Striving to catch his breath, he lay her down on her back and kissed his way down to her smooth, partially-shaven cunt and resumed rubbing her clit with a fingertip. Rosa began to stir, moving her hips in rhythm to his stroking. Encouraged by her actions, he slid two fingers into her marinated pussy and slowly finger-fucked her.

Rosa sighed from deep within and came almost instantly, squirting an enormous amount of fluid that drenched his hand and wrist. He hesitated for a minute, totally absorbed by this strange phenomenon. 

Then, thinking she'd finished; he leaned down and started tonguing her until she passed out again. This took some twenty minutes to achieve and when it did his tongue ached; his face and the bed under them were soaked with her juices; and Rosa was in another world. Nestling close to her inert form, he placed an arm over her breasts and fell asleep, totally content.

***

The sun was barely up when Rosa woke Dutch the next morning. She cursed herself because when he opened his eyes he caught her picking a strand of tobacco from her lip.

"Coffee?" She said quietly.

"Umm."

His eyes opened and feasted on her as she placed the cup on the dresser next to the bed, then sat on the edge of the bed. She was clad in a wispy white lacy nightgown. Rosa knew it made her dusky skin look deeply tanned and sexy. 

"I thought we might want some time together before Kathy wakes," she said, stroking his hair as he yawned and immediately apologized.

Dutch grunted, "That would be nice," and reached for the coffee.

After he had drunk half the cup, he mumbled something and Rosa had to ask him to repeat it.

Dutch realized that his voice didn't seem to be working yet.

"How can you look so good at this time of the morning?" He said and hoped his breath wasn't too devastating.

She smiled and leaned down to kiss him. Dutch flinched a little, knowing how bad he must taste and smell, and excused himself, patting Rosa's shoulder on the way to the bathroom.

He found some toothpaste and made a valiant effort at cleaning his teeth with a finger, gargled with some mouthwash for reassurance and washed his face with cold water.

Rosa intercepted him on returning to the bedroom, and put her arms round his waist. "Not a morning person, are you?"

"After coffee, maybe."

As she held him, life started flowing back into him, or at least, into part of him.

"It looks to me like you're beginning to wake up," she said, looking down.

"You have me at a disadvantage," Dutch replied, stroking her arms through the nightgown.

"I'm sure you can find a way to solve that problem."

He slowly untied her belt; she wore nothing under the gown. He slipped it off and ran his hands over her breasts. "God damn beautiful melons you got there, baby." They kissed, enjoying each other's taste and he continued to cup and squeeze her breasts.

"You know," she said tentatively, "last night . . ."

"Really special for me," he said, interrupting her.

"Yeah . . . but I gotta say it . . . last night was the best ever. I mean it. Nothing, nothing even compares to where I went last night, I want you to know that. And I want you to know that I'll do anything for you, anything, just ask and I'll do it. But please don't leave me again. I . . . I couldn't stand being without you for days on end like that. The torment of not having you near . . . I don't know what I'd do. Please promise me you won't just get up and leave me again, will you?"

He gazed at her and knew she spoke from her heart. If he left her she'd kill herself or die of heartbreak.

"I promise. I won't leave you. Now you promise that in return you'll be good to me and never hurt me in return."

Giddy with joy, Rosa quickly swore she would do her utmost to keep him happy and never, ever hurt him.

They crawled back under the sheets and explored each other's body. He ran his left palm over her pussy, licked his fingers and slid them inside. She laughed to herself thinking, 'He needn't have bothered, she was already wet.' Yet Rosa closed her legs so as to grip his fingers tightly, and shivered as his hands moved inside her.

Dutch was feeling adventurous and wanted to try something different, so using two fingers of his right hand, he moved her legs apart, and felt around for the bone running across the lower end of her abdominal region, seeking her g-spot. He knew that the walls of the vagina are somewhat wrinkly - a testimony to how much the vagina can stretch. On the forward surface there is a smoother patch in about two knuckles, of course every woman is a little different, but it's close all the same. He was also aware that the g-spot is buried under some layers of tissue and so it might take some pressure to stimulate this area. It didn't him take long to find, and he started stroking firmly.

Rosa was puzzled and a little uncomfortable, for she had this feeling she might have to pee and she'd emptied her bladder only three or four minutes earlier. Then as she realized what she was feeling, her face took on a look of quiet amazement. She started moving against him, increasing the pressure. Dutch put his mouth over her left breast and sucked the nipple in far enough to squeeze it with his tongue. Rosa already panting with excitement came quickly.

She pulled Dutch's face up to hers and kissed him as though she had no control, seeking his tongue, still panting through her nose. Moments later she pushed him away in order to free herself from their entanglement. Then with a sharp laugh she lowered herself over his willing cock, and after impaling herself upon him, started moving.

She was quick, demanding and hungry.

Dutch raised himself on his arms so that he was half sitting, and suckled on her tits. When he mouthed one, she squeezed the other herself. He found that highly erotic. Evidently Rosa did too, for she came again, writhing and gasping. He kept sucking her breast, and she climaxed again almost immediately.

Finding himself uncomfortable he lay flat again. Rosa continued squirming against him until she came again, then she lay down flat on him making certain her remained within her. Her face was moist with sweat, and her eyes glowed. He renewed his fucking, adopting an easy, relatively slow pace. Gauging his tempo, she began to match it and her lovely swarthy breasts shook as they coupled. She sought his lips and worked on devouring him, breathing furiously through her nose. Dutch grabbed her ass and pulled her against him in time with his in strokes. Rosa released his mouth, gasping strongly. Dutch felt his cock tensing and squeezed her ass against him painfully hard.

"Gonna cum!" He gasped.

She was silent, but stiffened above him and came again as his molten seed erupted within her. 

As they slowly returned to earth, she whispered, "What is it that you do to me? I mean every time?"

He didn't answer. Instead, he held her hips tightly and drove his semi-erect cock into her, forcing Rosa into one more climax, catching Rosa by surprise. Then he slid out of her and sat up. "To answer your question baby, I can do THAT pretty much any time I want to."

She had nothing to say in response, but a beatific smile formed on her face as she curled up against him, holding and stroking his arm. Interlacing her fingers with his, she murmured, "Move in with me, or let me move in with you."

"What?"

"Move in with me," she pleaded.

"You've got a kid don't you?"

"Yes, Kathy, she's just turned eighteen. She's a senior in high school."

"No, no, I didn't mean that in a negative sense," he said realizing that his words were unkind. "I meant that, well, you want me to move in and you've got your daughter to consider. How would she react to my moving in here?"

"It is impulsive, I admit it," Rosa said, then smiled at him. Her head was flat against the bed, lower than the pillow, and she had to look up to meet his eyes. "But I have this feeling that we're right for each other. Do you feel that way too?"

He looked at her. 

"I feel very strongly about you. To be honest, I don't know if it's love, or lust, or both. What I do know is that I like being with you. But let's be realistic, we haven't even gone out on a date. We don't know each other, except sexually; though I will admit that part is fantastic." 

"So let's go on a goddamn date then and see if a relationship is possible."

"All right, how does tonight sound?"

"Maybe around nine?" She asked, her heart beating furiously.

"That's fine. It won't be a late date, there is work tomorrow, but it will be a fun date, dinner and some dancing sound alright?"

"Sounds wonderful," Rosa purred and emboldened by this pleasant turn of events followed with, "So move in temporarily."

"Let me think on it."

"Please do that. Remember it's an open relationship. You can leave whenever you want. I mean it. And as for Kathy . . . Kathy will love having you around."

"What about your mother?"

"What's . . . oh? Yeah my mother, well, if you want to sleep with her once in a while it's okay with me. I'm not the overly jealous type."

He got up from the bed and started dressing. When he finished he turned to her as she lay obscenely supine on the wrinkled sheets, "Until later," he said with a smile and kissed her lightly on the lips then left.

Rosa hugged a pillow to her breasts and prayed it would all work out.

***

She invited him back the following night, and they repeated their previous night's performance, perhaps outdoing it, for that morning Rosa woke him and they renewed their sexual joining. Following a prolonged blowjob, Rosa was bouncing gleefully on Dutch's massive erection and failed to notice her daughter, Kathy peeking in at them as they cavorted on the bed. Kathy's eyes widened at the sight before her and she bolted back to her bedroom before anyone noticed her standing there.

Huddled safely under her blanket, Kathy listened intently to the faint sounds coming from the next room. Without straining her ears Kathy could discern muffled groaning, and the sound of their bodies rocking the bed.

"Mmmmm! Mmmm!" pierced the thin walls and Kathy decided that was her mother.

"Ugh! Ugh!" And that . . . that was the guy. Kathy wondered if it was the same one her mother had been mooning over for the last couple weeks.

"Yeah, right there! Yeah, lick it there!"

'Oh, God,' Kathy thought, 'my mother's a slut.'

"Ohhh, God, don't stop baby, don't stop!" Rosa wailed as Dutch slammed into her.

They were still engrossed in their marathon fuck when Kathy left the house and headed for school.

***

At eighteen, Kathy was already well on her way into womanhood. Her breasts were almost fully developed and while she would add to their fullness over the next several years, she was already a full-sized 32 C. Kathy had been gifted with a pair of great looking legs; a woman's full ass and fair skin like her grandmothers. The blonde hair flowing down across her shoulders was a bequest from her father's genes.

Her first period occurred during her thirteenth year, shortly after that her breasts began to develop and the boys grew interested in her. Her mother had warned Kathy about them and prepared her for their groping and unkind words and she managed to avoid them. But Rosa had not cautioned Kathy about girls however; and during her senior year she and her best friend, Peggy Stinson, shared an article in Playboy that led them to experiment with lesbianism.

They were hanging out in the park the afternoon after reading the article. It was just the two of them. Peggy startled Kathy by bluntly asking, "Do you like my titties?"

Kathy managed to reply, although her throat had suddenly gone dry. "Uh, yeah, they are nice. Umm, you could pose for Playboy I bet."

Peggy pressed on with a knowing grin. "See how they stick out?"

As Kathy's eyes focused on her friends budding breasts which were slightly smaller than her own, Peggy thumbed the nipples under her blouse, making them hard.

Kathy swallowed, entranced by the fact that they were sticking out, more than hers ever did and she wondered about that. A minute later Kathy also wondered why Peggy was breathing so heavily and furtively looked around to make sure they were alone and not being observed by any nearby adults.

Peggy's eyes searched her face as she asked, "Do you touch yourself at night?"

"What?"

"You know. Down there."

"Peggy!" Kathy protested and blushed deeply at the embarrassing question.

"You do, don't you?"

Kathy was tingling in her crotch and wanted desperately to sooth it until it went away.

"Can I?" Peggy inquired, and before Kathy could respond, she felt Peggy's hand under her skirt and moving up her thigh to her panties.

Mortified by her friend's actions she clamped her legs together and trembling with fear said, "Peggy, stop it! Stop it right now!"

"Let me do you! Peggy croaked.

"Do me?"

"Yes, let me do you."

"Peggy I don't understand. Why are you acting this way?"

"C'mon Kathy, admit it. You touch yourself there every chance you get, don't you?"




The Engagement Ch. 03



"I--I ... Yes--yes of course ... doesn't everyone?"

"I don't mean bathing. I mean putting a finger inside you and tickling yourself."

"What!"

Realizing she may have gone too far, Peggy backtracked. "You've never?"

"Peggy, what the hell are you talking about?"

"I better start from the beginning Kathy, then maybe you'll understand what I'm talking about.

Maybe two months ago I was taking a bath and I touched myself down there."

"So?"

"It felt so good I kept at it, you know, and all of a sudden my finger slipped inside my puss and I was thrilled to death!"

"Get out!"

"No! I mean it! It felt wonderful and I kept on doing it and the more I did it the better it felt. That's why I wanted to touch you so you could feel good too."

"I don't believe you Peggy."

"Alright, maybe I wasn't thinking about you as much as I said I was. But what I honest to God want is for you to touch me there. That's why I wanted to do you, so you would do me too."

Kathy had been following her friend, but now was lost and confused. "Peggy, what are you talking about?"

"Do you trust me?"

"I honestly don't know at the moment," Kathy sighed.

"Please let me touch you and you'll see what I mean."

With some skepticism Kathy was about to decline her offer, but then she realized that she was getting warmer down there. "All right," she murmured, "but easy, go slow and don't hurt me."

"I won't, I promise." She said softly. Kathy, growing aroused for the first time in her young life hadn't even heard her.

"Lean against the tree, Kathy."

She did as asked and said, "Peggy! I'm not comfortable like this."

"I won't take long Kathy," Peggy was aroused herself.

"No, I don't mean that. I'm gonna fall. Wait a second." And she sat down at the base of the tree and closing her eyes opened her legs for her friend's invasion.

She felt her skirt rising up on her thighs and hoped no one could see what she was doing. When Peggy kissed her pussy through her panties, she screamed in surprise and belated pleasure.

"OH!"

"Don't tell me that hurt." Peggy said and pressed her mouth against her once more.

"I thought you were going to touch me!"

"I did touch you."

"No! You kissed me."

"That's a touch too. Didn't you like it?"

"I loved it! Do it some more."

Peggy's head disappeared under her skirt and Kathy tingled all over when her lips nibbled at her pussy. 'It was wonderful,' she thought and wondered what else lay in store for her.

She didn't have to wait too long. Peggy pulled her panties to one side and for the first time actually pressed her mouth against her pussy.

It was as if she'd touched a live wire. Electricity soared through her and she quivered with excitement.

From under her skirt she heard Peggy giggle and say, "Do you know you're absolutely drooling?"

"No!"

"Oh, yes!" She giggled and licked Kathy up and down as her friend shivered at the initial touch of a tongue on her moist labia.

"So . . . Kathy, do you . . . like it?"

"Yes," she replied, her voice gone bone dry.

"Oh!" Peggy chirped. "You should see this!"

Worried about what her friend had damaged, she asked, "What is it?"

"I really don't know, but as far as I can tell, you have a little penis down here."

"Don't fool around Peggy!'

"Not kidding. What I see is kinda like a fold of your skin parted or something and this tiny little penis popped out."

Grimacing fiercely, Kathy spat out, "I don't have a penis damn it! I'm not a hermadike or something!"

"JESUS!"

"Hey I only touched it," Peggy said contritely.

Gulping for breath, Kathy stammered, "That . . . that was awesome!"

"Really?"

"Again, do it again."

Peggy touched her clitoris again and once again Kathy screamed with pleasure. Unable to resist Peggy licked it with her tongue and Kathy came for the first time.

Not fully understanding what she had done to Kathy, Peggy continued with her licking and nipping and sucking. All the while telling Kathy how juicy she was.

Wave after wave swept over Kathy, but Peggy kept going, greedily lapping up her juices until Kathy passed out. The next thing she remembered was Peggy shaking her, asking if she was all right.

"Wow!" Kathy managed after a time.

"Was that really your first time?"

"Yeah . . . wow!"

"Let's go to my house. We have about two hours before my mother comes home from work."

The girls ran to Peggy's and after entering up the stairs to Peggy's room where Peggy promptly stripped and fell back on her bed, spreading her legs wide apart.

"Now it's your turn, Kathy."

Kathy stared at her friend's nude body and felt herself becoming eager to touch her as Peggy had done to her. "How shall I start?"

"You liked my titties before, so why not start there?"

And so Kathy knelt between her thighs, leaned forward and kissed her pert nipple. It stiffened even more.

"Ummm, that's nice," Peggy purred. "I like it if you go slow. You know, just take your time."

Kathy did take her time, and found she was truly enjoying this forbidden activity. And she sucked and bit and licked and chewed to her heart's content with Peggy writhing nicely beneath her. Finally, Kathy reached between her friend's legs and located her pussy.

Peggy had an abundant amount of pubic hair and Kathy curled a finger around several strands. Peggy moaned expectantly. Kathy let the hair go and continued her exploration discovering her friend was sopping wet. Tentatively, she inserted her finger into the entrance of her friend's cunt and when it met with no resistance, added a second. Peggy was moaning and thrashing her pelvis in time to Kathy's fingers as they sank into and then out of her slippery pussy.

Curious now, Kathy dipped her head to examine her friend's pussy. She gasped when she first saw it. It being Peggy's swollen clittie poking out from behind its cover.

"So it's true," she said in wonder, "We have pint-size cocks."

And wanting her friend to feel what she had, Kathy lightly brushed her palm over it.

Peggy shuddered.

"I found yours," she whispered touching it again. Peggy shuddered again and when Kathy began to actively stroke it, Peggy came violently.

"Are you coming?"

"Yes! Coming!"

"Wow! Keep coming Peggy, keep coming!"

"Ugh!"

And that was the beginning. From that day on, there wasn't a day that passed that Kathy didn't finger herself, or have someone finger her. Peggy mostly. And there was a boy or two, but she retained her virginity.

***

Kathy still stunned by what she had seen her mother doing, bummed a joint from a girl she hardly knew a block from school. It wasn't her first joint, but she didn't have all that much experience with it either. All to soon Kathy realized the drug was getting her even more aroused. She entered the school and went directly to the girl's toilet.

She sat down in the corner stall and spread her legs wide before starting to fondle her labia, tugging and stroking them until they had become full and stiff. She wished she had bummed two joints, wanting a second desperately at the moment, for she was very aroused. Holding herself open with one hand, Kathy started running her fingers up and down her slit. Pausing only to dip them into her pussy, then stroking back up through her folds until they found her stiff clitoris, which she caressed a bit before working her way down again only to push two fingers inside herself.

Pretty soon, she was lost in another world, as her probing fingers strove to bring on an orgasm. Panting furiously, she rubbed at her extremely sensitive clit, and, biting her lower lip to stifle the moans of pleasure, Kathy came, clamping her thighs around her hand as her cunt pulsated with the shock waves of her orgasm.

She sat riveted to the toilet seat; shuddering occasionally waiting to recover; yet somehow still didn't feel satisfied, thinking that a hard, hot cock might just satiate her lust. And wondering if she might just find a suitable one nearby.

Someone entered the restroom. Kathy heard the heels clicking on the tile floor and nervously bit her fingernail. The stall door opened suddenly and a woman Kathy didn't know was staring in at her.

"Excuse me!" Kathy said, and blushed when she realized the woman could see up her skirt.

.

"Oh," the woman exclaimed as if she were surprised to find the stall occupied. Kathy raised her hand as if to signify it was all right; accidents happen and noted a slight smile on the woman's face as she said, "I'm sorry if I surprised you. 

But the woman didn't back out of the stall as Kathy expected. Instead she took a step inside the stall and closed the door behind her, making sure it clicked shut. And before Kathy could protest, the woman kissed her passionately on the mouth. Kathy, in her aroused state, responded by opening her mouth and accepting the woman's tongue.

Kathy's cunt was on fire!

Things moved along quickly after that. The woman hoisted Kathy's skirt up around her waist then knelt down and began to eat Kathy's tender young snatch, occasionally banging her chin on the seat. Kathy reached out and ruffled the woman's short brown hair as the stranger rapidly brought Kathy off.

After she'd finished, the woman kissed her again and Kathy tasted herself on the woman's mouth. Kathy wasted no time in raising the stranger's dress and stroked a finger across her dampened underwear. The stranger backed away and quickly removed her top, offering a breast to Kathy's hungry little mouth and then renewed her fingering of Kathy's juiced up cunt. 

The young teen came and let the woman's breast slide away. But not returning the favor never entered Kathy's mind. The woman gave out a mournful sigh as Kathy touched her mons for the first time. They kissed again, this time like old lovers who were used to this activity. They held the kiss even as someone entered the restroom and sat down two stalls away and began to pee. After the other person left, Kathy buried her face in the woman's crotch and sucked her labia through the gauzy material. The woman started moaning and begged Kathy not to stop. Kathy had no intention of ending this as she was enjoying it immensely.

The woman leaned forward and began opening several buttons on Kathy's blouse and followed up by sending her left hand into the cup of Kathy's bra. By this point Kathy had pulled the panties aside and was laving sucks and kisses on the woman's bushy cunt.

"What . . ." (suck) do I . . . "(suck) call you?" Kathy gulped and swallowed the accumulation of the woman's juice in her mouth.

"Martha," she panted, "Jesus you're good," and gripped Kathy's nipple between her fingers and squeezed. It was Kathy's turn to moan and she did, loud enough to scare the two of them back to the real world.

"Quiet!" Martha croaked, "we don't want the whole world looking in on us, do we?"

"Mmmm," Kathy moaned softly, her face pressed tightly against the Black Forest surrounding Martha's cunt. Kathy elicited a pleasing moan from the woman by drawing little circles with her tongue. Suddenly Martha was bucking furiously as her orgasm hit. Kathy deserted her pussy and kissed her mouth, holding her tight as the tremors of her climax ran their course.

A few minutes passed before either uttered a word. Then Kathy asked, "just who the fuck are you?"

Martha laughed as she pulled her panties back up and straightened out the lines of her dress.

"Don't worry darling, we don't know one another. Although if you want to know me better . . ." She scribbled a number on a scrap of paper and handed it to Kathy. "Call me any night after eight."

***

An hour later Kathy decided to cut the rest of her classes for the day and convinced Peggy to join her. Peggy was incredulous at the story Kathy related to her.

"Unbelievable! And you have no idea who she is?"

"None. But she must have some connection with the school, or why else was she in the ladies room?"

"Think she might be a parent?"

"Hey, anything's possible."

"Kathy?"

"Yeah?"

"Wanna call Pete and Joey?"

These were two 18 year-olds who were no longer in school. But hung out in an abandoned building on Craft Street.

"You think?"

Peggy laughed. "They'll want to get in our pants."

"No thanks, I've had enough for today."

"Really? I would have thought otherwise and you've stirred me up pretty good."

"So go home to your vibrator and give it an endurance test. I've had more than enough for one day."



The Engagement Ch. 04



Once Louis was standing in his corner, I picked up the stereo remote and put on some soft jazz.

"He's standing too close to the speaker to hear us, if we speak softly."

"Della, he must have been excited, being treated that way. Why else would he allow you to humiliate him, unless he enjoys being dominated?"

I turned to face Stephie. I reached out and gently took her into my arms. I placed one hand to the back of her neck and gently ran my fingers down her pretty cheek with the other. I pulled her close and gently kissed her. I lovingly parted her lips and slipped my tongue into her mouth. We kissed until I could feel her heart rate increase. I felt her breath on my face exhale rapidly. Just when I felt that her ardor was at its peak, I placed my hands on the sides of her face and looked deeply into her big blue eyes. Steph was actually panting, her cute little face a picture of lust and desperation. I smiled at her.

"That's why he obeys me. That's why he endures my discipline. He has no fetishes, but one. I am his fetish. I have become an addiction for him, and addicts will do anything for their fix. His dignity no longer matters."

I slipped lower on the sofa and placed her so that she rested on my chest, our cheeks touching. While I spoke, we gazed at Louis, standing naked in the corner with a bar of soap in his mouth and his bright red bottom on display.

"It's really wonderful. There's no need for props; no whips or chains or restraints. There are no safe words, because this is not a scene; this is administering punishment and teaching discipline. I don't need to dress him in panties and such. In fact, feminizing him would undermine our relationship. 

He doesn't even realize that he's being dominated. He sincerely believes that he must endure his punishments in order to please me. This isn't role playing for Louis; it is his destiny. Before he realized how much pleasure it gave me, he never wanted to lick my pussy. Now, he's become an expert."

Stephie raised her head so she could see my face. She spoke with a voice timid with apprehension. 

"Does he do it better than me?"

I smiled and kissed her softly on her pouting lips.

"Of course not, but he'll kneel on the floor between my legs and lick me for hours, or as long as I desire. I reward him by riding him like a pony until he cums inside me. Of course, I then ride his face until he makes me cum, over and over again. No matter how many times I fuck him, he's always ready for more. All I have to do is touch his dick and it's stiff as a twig."

I rose from the sofa and suggested that she compose herself while I went to the kitchen. I returned with a bowl of water and a dish cloth. I returned to my place on the dining room chair and called to Louis. He scurried from his corner and came to stand before the coffee table. I spoke to him gently, as if he were an errant little boy.

"Come, Louis, come sit on my lap."

Once he settled his red bottom gingerly on my lap, I removed the bar of soap from his mouth. I took the dish cloth and dipped it into the water. I then gently washed his mouth, speaking softly to him as I wiped his tongue.

"Oh, Louis, whatever am I going to do with you? Just when I think you've learned how to please me, you do something clumsy or foolish. You know that I hate to punish you. If you could only learn to behave, it would be so unnecessary. Besides, it's such a waste of time, don't you think?"

"Yes, dear."

"Stand up, Louis."

Louis stood before me and waited for me to speak. Instead, I extended my arm and held my hand before him, my palm facing up. Louis dutifully took hold of his genitals and rose up on his toes so that he could place his little dick and balls into my hand. I lowered my hand enough for him to stand. I began to fondle him, speaking softly, seductively, as his penis grew stiff between my thumb and forefinger.

"There is so much we could be doing, if I didn't have to punish you. I had quite a night planned for us. Once Stephie had gone to bed, I'd planned to have intercourse with you. I was going to ride you until you fell asleep."

Louis gasped as I began to jerk his cock with my fingers. When he began to pant and buck his hips slightly, I let go of his cock. I flicked the tip repeatedly, making it bob up and down. I pulled it downward and let it go, causing it to bounce lewdly in the air. I then cupped his balls and spoke to him as he shivered before me.

"When you go home and climb into bed, I want you to feel the heat of your bottom on the sheets. I want you to remember how you were paddled. I want you to dream about the night we could have had. As you jerk off, I want you to remember the feel of my fingers on your balls; remember my fingers tugging on your little weenie. When you cum in your hand, I want you to imagine that it is my semen covered hand you are licking. Now, I want you to look at Stephie and remember the look on her face."

Louis turned to see Stephie gazing into his eyes. Realizing how he had debased himself in front of this little vixen, he began to hang his head in shame. I gave him five quick spanks to his bottom. He squealed in pain and surprise.

"I said, look at her! Remember the look on her face and remind yourself that if you don't behave, others will look at you with that same expression on their faces. See how she looks at you? She thinks you are comical, in a pathetic way. Remember the way she howled with laughter as you scurried to your corner, with your bottom burning and your mouth beginning to blow bubbles."

That was all it took to make Stephie giggle. Louis began to cry.

"Take this mess to the kitchen with you and put on some coffee. Then, go get dressed."

"Yes, dear," Louis sniffled as he took the dishcloth and bowl and scurried to the kitchen.

When he was gone, I advised Steph that when Louis returned with his clothes on, we were to act as if the past two hours had never happened. Louis served coffee and we chatted for awhile. The only thing to betray the evening's events was Louis constantly shifting his weight on his red bottom.

I stood with Louis in the foyer, as he prepared to leave. I held him close to me and kissed him passionately. 

"Steph and I are going to be busy all day tomorrow. It's just girl stuff and I know you'd be bored to tears. Would you like to come over for dinner?"

"Yes, dear."

"Wonderful. Perhaps you'd like to make your lasagna? I'm sure Stephie would enjoy that, wouldn't you, Steph?"

"Oh, yes! I hear that your lasagna is absolutely fabulous!"

"Then, it's settled. Good night, Louis. Be careful driving home."

"Good night, my love." 



The Engagement Ch. 04



A Novel by Paris Waterman

Chapter 4

Dating - 

Rosa had Kathy's dinner ready almost an hour early, prompting Kathy to ask what was going on. Having no idea that her daughter had witnessed her and Dutch frolicking in bed earlier, Rosa was a little flip in answering.

"Got a date."

"With the guy you were screwing this morning?"

"What!"

Kathy blithely ignored her mother and turned a page of People's magazine.

Frozen in time and space, Rosa forced herself to react and firmly said, "Kathy, what did you just say to me?"

The teenager closed the magazine and looked directly at her mother. Her eyes were defiant. "I saw the two of you this morning," she said coldly.

Rosa recovered well enough to respond, "Did you? Well if I have anything to say about it you'll be seeing a lot more of him."

"Well I hope he has his clothes on when I do," she spat out and ran to her room, slamming the door behind her and fell sobbing on her bed.

Rosa gave her a minute then entered the room. She sat on the edge of the bed and tried to comfort the girl. "Kathy, I didn't mean for you to see us like that. But it happened. We may have something beautiful going. His name is Bob, but he prefers Dutch. We like each other very much and God knows we could use a man around here."

Still full of rebellion, Kathy went for the heart, "Yeah, you were sure using him this morning, mother."

Angered by her daughter's attack, Rosa forgot to be diplomatic and shot back, "He may be moving in with us, so get used to it." Then left the room slamming the door behind her for emphasis, with Kathy's crying ringing in her ears.

Rosa took a long, hot shower and when she came out she had calmed down and was ready to deal with Kathy, but her daughter remained in her room until Rosa left for her date with Dutch.

***

Dutch Perry was on time, and to his surprise, Rosa was ready to leave when she answered the door.

"You look great," he said, as he held the door of his battered Volvo open for her. She was looking into her purse when he viciously kicked the driver's side door and startled her, causing her to drop her lipstick.

"What the hell?" Rosa blurted out, "Are you hurt?"

He smiled at her. "No, I have this habit . . . a superstition really, that by putting a dent in the car every time I get in or out brings me good luck."

"And . . . this denting, does it work?"

"I met you didn't I?"

"I can't argue that," Rosa said, unable to contain a smile. She got into the car; made sure he got a good glimpse of her legs, and found herself laughing by the time he was turning the ignition to start the car.

He noticed her amusement, but promptly forgot it as he recalled her present. "Oh, almost forgot. I got you something," he said handing her a single white rose.

Rosa melted. "Oh, I love roses of any kind, but I think the white ones are the prettiest."

"I got it in honor of your name," he said softly.

"Thank you, Dutch, it's beautiful," she felt her eyes tearing.

"Its nothing compared to you," he grinned and kissed her free hand.

Her heart leapt.

Pleased with how the date had begun, he asked, "So, how was your day?

"I'll tell you, but I wish you hadn't asked."

Dutch kicked himself for having asked what might have been a very dumb question.

"That bad, eh?"

Rosa hadn't heard him. She was busy formulating her recent experience so that she didn't come out the bad guy.

"My daughter, Kathy, she just turned eighteen . . . she caught us last night. She waited until this afternoon when she got home from school to throw it up to me." Then she gave him all the details.

"Ouch!" He said, picturing the conversation and rubbed his jaw.

She leaned to him and kissed him on the cheek. "She'll get over it. I just wish that the two of you might have met under better circumstances. I know her hormones are running wild and I'm doing everything I can think of to keep her a virgin for at least another year. And look what I do as an example."

"I'm sure she'll understand. I bet she tells her best friend about it and they rationalize it and tomorrow she'll act like nothing happened."

"And you expect me to let her actions pass?"

"It seems to me you lost any momentum you had when you stormed out of her room and took that shower. Furthermore, you didn't reopen the subject after the shower, now I'm not saying you're at fault here, but allowing her to stay in her room until you left might have been a tactical error."

She bit her lip and studied his face. "I suppose you're right." But she was thinking, 'This guy seems to understand women to some extent; that bears watching.'

"Hey, I could also be dead wrong. Just remember sweetheart, time wounds all heels."

Not sure she'd heard him correctly; Rosa started to say, "Isn't that . . ."

"Just checking," he laughed. "Its time heals all wounds, but I like my version better."

Starting to feel much better about things, Rosa relaxed for the first time since the confrontation. "So . . . where are we going on our all important fist date?"

"There's this terrific motel with mirrored ceilings . . ."

She cuffed his arm and began to laugh. "Come on, really."

"You ready for a movie?"

"You bet," Rosa smiled.

They made small talk on the way to the theatre. The theatre was only a mile away, so they didn't say all that much. After the movie, a romantic comedy, they decided to get something to eat at a place roughly three miles away.

When he finished parking the car, Dutch put his arm around Rosa and moved as if to kiss her. She met him halfway. It was a short one, but the kiss left Rosa wet between the legs.

"Christ," she gasped, her mouth inches from his, "my toes are tingling."

"Mmmm," he agreed. "We do seem to enjoy each other's kisses."

"We seem to enjoy a few other things too," she said and tittered.

He smiled at her. "Now I don't have to worry about getting a good night kiss," he said.

"We better get ourselves inside or I'll be hopping into the back seat," Rosa giggled.

"A horny women, eh? That's just great. I love horny women."

"Are all your women horny?"

"After I fuck them they are."

They both laughed, and he was out of the car and holding the door open for her. As Rosa set foot on the sidewalk, Dutch kicked the passenger door shut, leaving an obvious dent.

"Must you always do that?" She asked.

"Yes," he replied, and left it at that.

"You're something else," she smiled.

"Come on, let's eat," he said and headed for the restaurant. Rosa had to run to catch up with him.

They were holding hands by the time they reached to door.

They made light conversation while waiting for the food to arrive. As the food was being served he told her he found her stunningly beautiful.

The food grew cold as they looked at one another.

"You really think I'm stunning?"

"Absolutely."

"I don't . . . no one's ever told me that."

He nodded, speared a French fry with his fork and before placing it in his mouth said, "They damn well should have because you certainly are that and more." It had occurred to Dutch that they were great together and he began to relate the reasons he thought this to her.

Rosa sat there listening in awe. "He did know women! Damn she was in trouble for sure with this guy.' A moment later it occurred to her that his type trouble might be the good kind; whatever that meant.

"Sure," he said, "first thing I hear out of your mouth is hello, goodbye, there's a big dick I've got a hankering for, catch ya later."

Embarrassed, but thrilled, she responded, "I never said that."

"Maybe not. At least maybe not in those exact words. But the meaning was the same. You dumped me for some guy you'd never met. And later you stumble in to your mother's and pass out."

She began to regain her composure and responded, "Like I had a choice. You were boinking my mother, for God's sake."

"She's got a great pair of tits." He was grinning at her.

"Oh sure, change the subject!"

"She does have a great set," he protested.

"Yeah, yeah, well mine ain't exactly chicken liver!"

Dutch let his eyes rest on Rosa's ample bosom.

"True enough," he conceded.

"Thank you," she said feigning mollification.

"But if I recall correctly, it was you picked my dick up in the middle of the night and gave it a great big smooch."

Rosa couldn't contain herself any longer and began to laugh. Dutch joined her, and soon they were both hysterical — tears streaming down their faces, and attracting bemused smiles from the other near-by patrons and servers.

Eventually they calmed down and resumed eating. The conversation continued, and covered a wildly diverse spectrum, from saving the world to kinky sex. They talked about everything. And were surprised to find the waitress standing at the edge of the table.

"Yes?" Dutch inquired.

She smiled at them. "I guess you two have forgotten the time. But the fact is . . . we're closing

and . . . well, you're going to have to pick up somewhere else."

He looked at Rosa. "My place okay?"

"Sure. Do you have etchings of naked women?"

"No, but I do have replicas of my penis all over the place."

They were laughing again and still laughing as he left the money for the meal and a generous tip on the table opened the door for her on the way out.

***

Thirty minutes later they sat on a couch in his condo and discovered they shared a liking of the same kinds of music. Rosa went ballistic on discovering that he had read and liked several books she thought highly of. An hour passed before Dutch thought to inquire if Rosa wanted something to drink.

"Oh . . . now that you mention it, I am thirsty. Water, juice, I don't care, anything."

He took the time to prepare a beverage of mixed fruits and served it in a huge glass filled with crushed ice. He had a glass of cranberry juice for himself.

They toasted one another.

"To a real man," she said holding her glass in the air.

"To the lovely Rosa," he began "a lady in public and a slut in bed!"

"Oh . . ." then his words sank in and she shrieked, "You bastard!" But her anger was muted for she carefully placed her drink on a coaster before following up and hitting him on the shoulder with her fist.

"Okay, okay!" He said as if trying to placate her. "You can be a slut in public too!"

She couldn't withhold her laughter any longer. And threw her arms around his shoulders as her body shook with spasm after spasm of laughter.

"As a matter of fact, I can," she murmured after the laughter stopped.

"But you know I want more too, right?"

"I hope you do," Dutch grinned, leaned down and kissed her. Rosa returned the kiss and grabbed his shirt. He fell back against the couch and put his hand on her bare thigh just above her thigh-high black stockings. Rosa's hand came and covered his. Dutch pulled his away. Her thigh was resting against his. He jumped up and put on some soft music.

When he returned and sat next to her, Rosa waited as though mesmerized until his hand returned to her thigh and gave it a reassuring squeeze. She moaned softly and leaned back on the couch. His hand was at the hem of her skirt and moved steadily toward her crotch. Rosa's mouth was slack as he slid his tongue into it. Her response began as his hand made contact with her pantied crotch. Grunting from a combination of passion and effort, she spread her legs wide, allowing him all the access he needed while simultaneously meeting his tongue with her own.

His nimble fingers were rubbing along her labia in mere seconds, noting the rough texture in her mat of pubic hair. And as her sighs grew faster and louder, he decided to move to the bedroom and the greater freedom it allowed. Taking her hand, and ignoring her feeble protests, he got up and pulled Rosa to her feet, and guided her into his bedroom. Once inside, he pulled her tightly against him and ground his truncheon-like cock into her belly. His busy hands massaged the plump cheeks of her ass while her arms came up around his neck, and her belly ground back against him. Then he undressed her and she undressed him.

Dutch continued igniting her inner fire, nuzzling his face against her bare stomach and licking circles around her belly button before moving to her ripe breasts and swollen nipples. In the midst of a torrid soul kiss they tumbled into a heated clinch on the bed, legs twining, lips fastened together, all sinuous, nubile and writhing.

He gasped as Rosa ran her hand down over his chest and stomach to his cock. She gripped it just as his lips began gripping her left nipple. It was a Mexican standoff until Rosa rolled over into a three-point pose -- both knees and one arm -- and got her lips on his cock and began pumping up and down, sucking hard as her tongue swirled around his helmet-like knob.

In reply, he took her left nipple between his sturdy thumb and forefinger and pinched hard. Rosa groaned with lust and her eager mouth issued forth a series of quick, urgent, hungry: and her hips were rolling in time with the fingers he's placed inside her. Rosa jerked her hand on his thick shaft, and he warned her he was going to come in her mouth.

"'so kay," she managed to get out before he spasmed his first burst into her throat. She cupped his balls in the palm of her hand even as she coughed trying to swallow the thick gobs. Still coughing and choking, she pulled his erupting cock from her mouth and let him finish spurting three more translucent ropes over her breasts. Then she nursed his semi-rigid prick, sucking down the remainder of his seed as if it were mother's milk. She kept sucking and playing with his testicles until he was getting hard again.

While she was tending to his cock, Dutch had kept his fingers stirring around in her pussy which was well lubricated by now. To Rosa's surprise, Dutch yanked his hand from her and stuck two fingers in his mouth, drawing greedily on them. Rosa was frozen, unsure of what to do.

He pointed to his chest and said, "Sit on my face, baby." [Pic available on request]

She smiled then giggled. But before complying, she stuck her fingers into the remnants of jism on her breasts and slowly licked them clean. 'Two can play this game,' she thought, and then hunched herself up until she was squatting above his waiting mouth. This time Dutch remained still and Rosa unable to contain herself started to move. Quickly he interceded and guided her cunt lips to his hungry mouth.

His first thoughts were that Rosa was musky and humid, but that only made her more alluring to him and he buried his tongue deep inside her. Startled, she sank down on him, almost smothering him with her snatch. He was forced to push her away. She leaned back creating some space and he raised his face to her gaping cunt. Her labia's lips were both thick and slick. He flattened his tongue and licked from her clit to her anus in one brushing stoke.

She roared with delight. "Yes! That's it! That's it!"

He tongue fucked her for perhaps thirty seconds before she came and smothered him again. Dutch rolled her off and pinned her to the mattress, he placed her knees up on her chest and slid his knees under the small of her back. From this position he was able to perform cunnilingus upon her at his leisure. [Pic available on request]

With her head lolling back and forth on the mattress, she came again.

Pounding the mattress with her fists, she came again, and again.



Beginning to tire, Dutch decided to finish her off, and reamed his tongue into her asshole.

Rosa shrieked and screamed and begged him to stop.

"Are you coming?" He asked.

"H . . . Haven't stopped . . . Still coming!" She was gasping for breath.

"My God . . . I can't stop!" A tinge of pleasured panic filled her voice.

He thrust two, then four fingers into her sodden cunt and stretched it wide. Then he drove them in and out as fast as could for twenty seconds. She came continuously. When he ended it, she lay curled up in a fetal position, shuddering through the remainder of her series of orgasms.

He left the room to shower and when he returned she was sleeping, still curled up, her pussy peeking out at him from between her thighs.

***

Dutch made himself a drink and settled down in a chair, sipping the drink and watching Rosa sleep. Just as he finished the drink she stirred. "Have a nice nap?"

She purred and stretched her arms in the air. "Mmmm yes thank you. Ummm, especially thanks to you."

He stroked his erection and noticed as her eyes focused on him and riveted to what his hand was doing.

"Is that gonna be for me?"

"If you've been a good little girl, yes."

"How 'bout if I wanna be a very bad girl?"

"That would be fine with me too."

"I prefer being bad," she said, and stood up proudly, hands on hips, feet spread apart.

His eyes raked over her body absorbing her full breasts glistening with a slight sheen of sweat and downward to the furred mons and pink slit still glistening with his spittle and her juice. His throat went dry. He let his erection fall free from his hand and willed it to bob up and down.

Rosa was entranced. "Do that again!"

He obliged her and she laughed lewdly, excitedly.

"That's some piece of equipment you've got there."

"It's not for sale," he said and watched her face pale.

"But for you . . . I'll gladly give it away."

She laughed. It was a wickedly obscene laugh. "I'll take all you have in that lap of yours and the sooner the better."

Dutch stood up. His prick pointed at the ceiling. Rosa stared at it and licked her lips. Then she smiled. "Okay my big man, come to mommy!"

With that she plopped herself on the bed and waited for him to join her. Two strides and Dutch was on her, kissing her with everything he had. With regret, but with a sexual hunger virtually overpowering her, she ended the kiss and panted, "Lie down and pull those pillows over and put them under your head."

"My, you're awfully bossy for a horny babe, ain't ya?" But he did as she asked.

Steadying herself with one hand she loomed over him. Dutch marveled at the intense heat her cunt was throwing off.

"Now, watch that beauty sink into me, lover." She said over her shoulder as she backed up toward him. With his hands resting lightly on her hips, he watched and felt Rosa's labia parting to accept him. Then she leaned back and started a slow rocking movement designed to heighten the pressure of her pussy on his cock. Dutch groaned at the exquisite sensations pouring into his glandular nerve center. Feeling every bit the voyeur except for the incredible softness of her velvet walls embracing his prick that convinced him it was he who was receiving this delicious treatment and not someone he was looking at from afar.

"Yes Daddy!" She trilled, sinking down on his groin, his entire member embedded in her. "Just lie there and let me fuck you." [Pic available on request]

"Oh, yeah!" He managed to grunt before she lifted her body up and turned to face him then settled into a slow up and down, old-fashioned fuck.

Rosa made love to him, to his cock, to his mouth and chest. Her warm breath tasted of his own seed, her mouth sticky-wet on him; her curious, multi-talented tongue explored his mouth, rolling across his gums and teeth, swallowing his saliva as if it were a precious fluid.

And while all this was going on, her magnificent hips moved sensuously around making little circles, squeezing and milking him.

He tried to absorb it all and failed.

Her tongue was licking the inside of his mouth. Her avid lips nibbled on his neck; in his ears, and all the while she hissed a continuous litany of dirty, whispered obscenities. Fucking him methodically, ending the circular motion and renewing the up and down thrusts she's started with.

Unable to remain motionless any longer, he began to match her thrusts with his own. Rosa was swept up with his vigorous movements and, fist in mouth began to moan joyously.




The Engagement Ch. 04



"Oh, Baby!"

"It's so good, baby!"

Dutch added some comments of his own. "Ah, you're so fucking tight . . . so tight! Oh . . . fuck me bitch! Oh, you lovely bitch, fuck me!"

Rosa felt as if her lower extremities were now a vast swamp. The sucking, slurping noises his cock generated as it strove in and out of her hole seemed to confirm her thoughts.

"Gonna come soon, baby. Come with me, come with me please!"

His words appeared to startle Rosa. Her body jerked, her mouth opened and a wordless "Oh!" formed but didn't pass her lips.

"Come with me, Rosa!" He was pleading with her. She rose up on him and hovered.

"Oh!"

And his member suddenly swelled up forcing her vaginal walls apart and he came, hurling lightning bolts of semen against her cervix.

The first sensation of his scalding ejaculate as it coated her vaginal walls galvanized Rosa into a tremendous climax. To Dutch it appeared that she was having a convulsion, but he was powerless to do anything but finish coming. No sooner had he finished than she collapsed upon him, eyes rolled back in her head, chest heaving, unable to gather sufficient air to breathe.

Dutch raised his hand and looked at his watch. He wanted to take Rosa home before it got too late. He was concerned about how her daughter would react to her mother's being out so late. It was uncharacteristic and he didn't want Kathy resenting him any more than a teen normally would a new intruder into her life.

He discovered Rosa staring at him.

"What?" He asked softly.

He saw her grin and purse her lips. "Now that was wonderful. Is some kind of encore possible?" She asked playfully.

"Oh," Dutch smiled, taking the bait. "Maybe some of this," and circled his trigger finger around her stiffening nipple. "And maybe a little of this," he said taking her hand and placing it on his rising erection.

"Ummm," Rosa purred. 

"And perhaps a little of this," he said mischievously, cupping her cunt and applying a downward pressure. "That is, if it's all right with you."

Rosa's eyes fluttered and she gasped. "Jesus! You really turn me on!" She moaned loudly and

bit her lip and nodded. At the same time she involuntarily arched her back against him. Dutch laughed brusquely and trailed a finger along her slit.

Still laughing at her seemingly helpless position, he brought his hand to his mouth and inhaled the scent of her arousal. Seeing him do this forced a moan from deep in her esophagus. And she came as he sucked her juices from his finger.

He grunted and told her he loved the way she tasted, and leaned forward to kiss her, darting his tongue into her mouth. Her breath caught in her throat as he cupped her breast; air rushing into her lungs only when her desire compelled her to moan.

Minutes passed. Finally he pulled back from the kiss and looked at her. Rosa was lost in a hazy world of carnal desire. Another minute passed as he studied her face. Finally she opened her eyes and looked at him.

He smiled at her. "You're so beautiful," he said softly. He was elated when she smiled in return.

"I love you so much," she panted.

"I love you too," Dutch said softly. Hearing the words sent her off into another world. And she remained there until Dutch became concerned and shook her shoulder.

Gradually she returned to reality. "Huh?"

I should get you home. Your daughter will be concerned if you're out too late."

"Oh, yeah, thanks, you're right."

They drove to Rosa's without speaking to one another. But both were lost in thought. Both had resolved to a serious commitment and wondered if it was a mistake.



The Following Day

She insisted he stay the night at her place and he did. Rosa looked in on Kathy and found her sleeping peacefully and returned to find Dutch already undressed and climbing into the bed.

"If you don't mind," she said quietly, "I need to sleep on the left side."

"Sure," he said unconcernedly.

Rosa felt she needed to explain herself and whispered, "The phone and the alarm clock are there. If they go off I can shut them off without disturbing you too much."

He laughed as he rolled to the right side of the bed. "I wake up around five-thirty every day regardless of how late I fall asleep, must have an alarm clock in my brain."

Hanging her dress up in the closet Rosa nodded and said, "Me too. Only mine goes off at six. But every once in a while I'll oversleep." Chuckling, she added, "Like after a night like this, I might sleep for two or three days I feel so good."

"Came a few times did you?" He laughed and reached out to her.

"Ummm, I usually count them, but for some reason tonight I lost track."

"Really?"

"Oh yeah . . . you're good, ya know?"

"Go to sleep baby, morning comes all too soon and we've gotta go to work."

"Yeah, work our salvation and the bane of our existence.

***

It was ten minutes to five when Dutch woke to find Rosa kissing him on the mouth. "Hmmm," he moaned and she suddenly pushed herself away from him.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," she cried softly, "I didn't mean to wake you."

He reassured her, "It's alright, no harm done. I slept like a baby."

"You mean you woke up every two hours?" She teased him, pleased that he was not annoyed by her actions.

He smiled at her. 'This is a very special woman,' he thought, and said, "No, not quite. I slept solidly and being awakened with a kiss is very nice. I just hope my morning breath didn't disillusion you."

She giggled, for the truth was it had been a concern until she actually kissed him. Now she was satisfied that tasted sweet enough, morning breath or not.

"It didn't. You have a wonderful taste, believe me."

With that, she rolled atop him and started kissing his face, lips, and eyelids. He placed his arms around her waist as she finished straddling him then bent forward and kissed him on the mouth sending her tongue burrowing under his. He felt her hard nipples pressing into the flesh of his chest.

"I love you," she said softly, her face scant inches from his. "Me too," he replied quietly and Rosa was kissing him again, on his chin, his neck and earlobes and the hollow behind them.

With a start, Dutch realized she was humping against his thigh and uttering soft mewling sounds as she kissed her way down his chest, paying extra attention to his hardened nipples.

As she kissed her way down his torso, his hardon dragged across her already open and steaming cunt. Rosa grunted at the sensual contact and humped faster as she continued downward. He spread his legs to accommodate her as she kissed his lower stomach, sending her tongue into his navel, and gripped his hips moving lower still, her silken black hair trailing over Dutch's chest.

Rosa planted a wet kiss on the tip of his cock and then laid a series of sucking kisses down the length of his long shaft, bringing spasms of pleasure to Dutch's thick prick. Suddenly she gripped the skin on his testicle and pulled even as she slowly jerked him off. He groaned loudly at the sheer pleasure it evoked. 

The groan woke Kathy in the next room and she lay in her bed listening intently.

Rosa released him and moaned herself, thinking how magnificent he was and how wonderful he tasted. 'My God,' she thought, 'I could suck on him forever.'

Calling upon all her skills and using her imagination, she sought to please him as he'd never been pleased before. She sucked just the tip at first, but slowly took more of him in her mouth even as she wrapped her hand around the fat base and laved her tongue over his entire length. Her silky 

hair trailed across his abdomen tickling him pleasantly as Rosa's head began bobbing up and down.

***

Kathy knew instantly what was taking place in her mother's room. And rose up from her bed and pressed her ear to the wall. With each sound traveling through the thin wall Kathy grew hotter. With a soft whimper she parted her legs slightly as her hand traveled along her inner thigh. Then her finger was creeping along her labia. 'I'm wet,' she told herself and a second later her finger was easing through her folds and probing inside. She began to hum tunelessly to cover the increasing sounds her mother was making and causing next door. With the finger moving briskly in and out of her pussy Kathy moved her other hand down and began tracing a finger over her cunt lips. 

It felt sensational. She raised her butt a little, holding her finger on a certain delectable spot and pressing her cunt firmly back against it. A moment later she gasped and her hips were galvanized into action as she added another finger and frenziedly frigged herself. Thirty seconds later she was lost in the midst of her orgasm, shuddering and shaking quietly never having shaken the fear of discovery despite what she knew was going on in the next room.

Rosa had just pulled his rigid cock from her mouth and was rubbing it over her face, planting sloppy kisses down the length of it as she did. Dutch was thrilled to feel her hot breath on his testicles and the wetness of her mouth as she took first one, then the other in her mouth. All too soon she released them and seized his prick and wrapped her lips around his glands again, flicking her tongue and pumping her fist. Sucking gently at the corona and then working slowly on the crown, laving the entire area with her resilient tongue.

Dutch felt himself readying to come. "I'm going to come," he grunted, barely in time.

Rosa pulled the cock from her mouth and continued her rapid stroking. He felt the satin texture of her cheek against him as the first spurt erupted. Rosa moaned with satisfaction as his hot liquid splattered on her skin and she continued to pump him with all the energy she could muster. 

Even when Dutch had emptied his balls of sperm Rosa continued kissing and licking and sucking him. The wrapped her lips around the jizm-covered head of his prick, swirling her tongue round and round all the while grunting and mewling with pleasure.

When Dutch opened his eyes and looked down, Rosa was wiping his semen from her face and smearing it into her cleavage; with a contented sigh, she lay on top of him and Dutch felt his rapidly cooling semen on her breasts.

"I enjoyed that," she said enthusiastically and giggled like a little girl.

Dutch took a deep breath and answered her, "Me too."

"Honest?"

"Hey there's nothing better than waking up to a blowjob."

"A blowjob, that's what you call it?" Rosa huffed, feigning hurt feelings.

"Well I'm sorry. What do you call what you just did?"

"Giving head, giving great head."

"Giving head, EH? Well all right, that was especially great head you gave me a minute ago."

"That's better," she said and giggled again. "But it was a good blowjob too wasn't it?"

Now he was laughing with her. "Yes it was you little tease." And he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her hard and long. 

***

To Rosa's surprise and pleasure, Kathy joined them for breakfast. She seemed normal enough, but when Dutch tried to make light conversation with her, she burst into tears and fled the room. He looked at Rosa, clearly perplexed. Rosa wiped her hands on her apron and shut the bacon off and followed Kathy to her bedroom.

Gritting her teeth Rosa opened the door with out knocking and was stunned to see her daughter shoving a finger vigorously in and out of her vagina. She was shocked when Kathy looked up at her but continued her masturbating.

"Kathy!"

But Kathy was coming. Her hips rode up to meet the plunging digit; her mouth hung open, jaws slack, spittle running from the corner of her mouth.

Rosa bit her hand but held her ground, patiently waiting until Kathy came down from the clouds. Several minutes later, a somewhat dazed Kathy opened her eyes and saw her mother standing there, as if drugged, Kathy began speaking at a much slower than normal pace.

"Mom I have a confession to make. You'll probably get mad at me and ground me forever, but I watched you and him this morning . . . as you . . . gave him head. Well, I didn't actually see the two of you this time, but I could hear everything, pretty much."

"This time?"

"Umm, I did watch you the last time."

'My God, what do I do now?' Rosa wondered, terrified that she had done damage beyond repair. But then she heard her daughter clearly.

"I wanted to jump in bed with you guys. It sounded so hot. I hope you aren't mad 'cause I watched that time and was listening earlier." 

It took Rosa a moment to find her voice and another to form the words. "No darling, I'm not mad, I knew you were there. I mean in the next room, but I thought I could make love to Dutch quietly. I guess the walls are thinner than I thought."

She laughed nervously and added, "I owe you an apology for conducting myself that way. You should not have been subjected to us like that."

"I didn't mind Mom."

"It doesn't matter that you don't mind, you are my daughter and a minor. I should have been more careful and more considerate."

Kathy shocked her mother once again asking, "So what does his cock feel like?"

"I . . ." Rosa recoiled in stunned silence.

"I mean I saw it . . . and it's huge. Does it hurt much?"

"Kathy . . . "Rosa started and then realized it was time for a serious discussion. From the kitchen she heard Dutch's chair scrape the floor as he got up. 'My god,' she prayed, 'Don't let him come in here.'

He leaned in the doorway. "Gotta run Rosa, I'm due at the hospital in twenty minutes. Sorry, I'll call later."

She couldn't remember a time when she'd been more relieved to hear a door close and a car start.

Rosa decided to be candid with Kathy. Still, she had some trouble forming her thoughts because the hairbrush now lay at an angle with the end (the end Kathy had inserted inside her) cloying to her juice covered pubic hair. Struggling to compose a reply, she decided on complete honesty.

"No it does not hurt. But the first time you have sex with a man, his . . . penis does hurt a little."

Kathy interrupted her, "Like when he breaks the hymen?"

"Exactly."

"But how does it feel?"

"Done right it's wonderful."

"He does it right doesn't he?"

"His name is Dutch, and yes, he's very good."

"Do you like sucking him?"

Rosa was startled at the bluntness of the question. "I . . . I don't . . . I mean . . . yes, Kathy, I love doing that for him. He loves it and I love it."

"Did he . . . Dutch . . . cum in your mouth?"

The question was rapidly followed by a second, "What does it taste like?"

"Jeez, I have so many questions."

"May I ask you a couple?" Rosa asked.

Kathy shifted position and Rosa noticed the hairbrush fall off to the side, but Kathy made no attempt to cover her body.

"Sure, ask away."

Rosa gave a dry laugh and hugged her breasts tightly as she pondered her question.

"Just what have you done sexually? I mean aside from masturbation."

Kathy's eyes widened and sparkled. "Peggy and I play around with each other like this. I love it when she finger fucks me and plays with my clit. We go down on each other too."

Kathy recalled the woman who she'd met in the school restroom, but decided to keep that to herself, at least for the time being.

Rosa was absorbing this news.

"You're not going to tell him are you?"

"No this is between us. What else have you done beside the stuff with Peggy?"

"Last weekend Peggy and I double-dated with two college guys. We made out in the car and I let him feel my titties but he didn't really touch them. I got really, really hot from all the kissing and touching and when I felt his boner pressing into me I wanted to let him go all the way and fuck me. Is it okay to use that word?"

"In that context, yes, please go on."

"Okay . . . well like I said I was soooo hot, but I saw that Peggy was jerking her guy off on the front seat and so that's what I did. He came all over the both of us and I thought I'd never get the stuff off my clothes."

Rosa instantly remembered the suspicious stain on her sweater that she'd cleaned a few days earlier.

"I really, really wanted to take him in my mouth, but because Peggy didn't I didn't."

Rosa gave her a wan smile and paused before saying, "It sounds like you are doing about all the same things I did at your age. I think you're almost ready for the next step, but I'd like you to hold off having sex with any of those boys. In the meantime I'm going to take you to the doctor and have you put on the pill. There's no sense in getting pregnant before you want to."

"Mom?"

"Yes, Kathy?"

"Do you think I'm pretty?"

"No. I think you're beautiful; and for that matter so is your friend Peggy."

Kathy's hand lingered over her breast, fondling a nipple.

"I'd rather you not play with yourself in my presence dear. It's unsettling. But I do have something for you. Just a moment, I'll be right back."

She left the room, but returned very quickly.

"Here," she said, handing a narrow box to her daughter, "use this . . . when the need arises."

The teen eagerly opened the box and found a handsome vibrator inside."

"Is this what I think it is?"

"It's my vibrator. Since Dutch will be around a lot I think you'll make better use of it than I will."

Kathy sprang up and threw her arms around her mother. "Thank you! Are the batteries new?"

"Fresh enough," Rosa had to laugh despite herself. Suddenly she was very conscious of Kathy's breasts pressing against her. Embarrassed that even a hint of lust for her daughter had entered her mind, she made several excuses and left her room, dressed for work and only called goodbye from outside Kathy's room.

"Bye Mom," she called back and Rosa heard the distinctive sound of the vibrator humming merrily away.

***

Later Rosa discussed the situation with Dutch. They agreed that while it would best if Kathy halted all sexual activity it was highly unlikely at this point.

Dutch was surprised when told about the vibrator, but didn't disparage Rosa for acting on an impulse. There was always the chance that she had done exactly the right thing. After all, the kid was already shoving a hairbrush up her hole and playing sixty-nine with her girlfriend. He felt his cock stir as he envisioned the two girls on a bed and allowed his hand to roam over Rosa's buttock.

"The best thing to come out of this situation as I see it," he said, "is that she's willing to talk openly about her activities. And you're responding in kind helps things enormously. I mean, instead of having a rebellious teenager you have an inquisitive daughter with an open mind."

Rosa sighed and leaned into him. "I guess so."

"It's not easy raising kids, honey."

"Oh, you don't know the half of it." And he drew her close and kissed her. Rosa instantly forgot all her concerns.

***

The next few days seemed to fly by. Dutch couldn't remember ever being as happy as he was whether they were together or not. And, if possible, Rosa's feelings were even stronger. It was love, no question.

She asked him if he wanted to move in with Kathy and her. He didn't hesitate, but began gathering his essentials to move in as soon as possible. As a cautionary measure, however, he didn't put his place on the market, but decided to keep it just in case.



More than a Daily Quota

Both Rosa and her mother, Sue cried with happiness on learning that Dutch was willing to move in. Sue had been worried for several years about Rosa after her husband died.

Rosa called in sick and the women spent the entire day tidying up Rosa's place; and when Kathy bounced in from school they shared the news with her and they cried happily all over again.

***

It seemed to Dutch that Rosa was always willing to have sex. Not that she was insatiable, but just willing. For example, on Tuesday night they met after work and stopped at a fast food place to eat. Afterward he drove to a secluded part of a nearby park and parked the Volvo under the huge limbs of an old oak tree. Before he put he car in park Rosa's arms were around him, pulling him against her so she might kiss him. As his tongue entered her opened mouth, she was reaching for his cock.




The Engagement Ch. 04



"Mmmm, that's nice," she purred. "Can you take it out?"

"Why don't you take it out?" He replied and kissed her on the neck. She shuddered at the touch of his lips and fumbled with his zipper before undoing it and releasing his manhood. He felt the cool air from the air conditioner flow over his now exposed prick.

"It's so smooth," she said, still somewhat awed with his thickness. "Like velvet."

He loved the firmness of her grip and the manner in which her fingers literally trilled over his erect member as if she were playing the flute. On instinct, he darted his tongue into her mouth. They kiss began as a tender touching of lip and tongue, but rapidly grew in intensity as their passions soared.

Rosa had to taste him again and moved from his hungry lips, bend forward to take his rampant prick into her mouth. 

"Mmmm!" She crooned as she bathed his prick in her saliva by laving the underside of it with her flickering tongue and then drawing into her mouth, making sure her lips covered her teeth, to suck on the bulbous knob as though it was a huge lollipop.

She giggled to herself as that very thought crossed her mind, then playfully popped his prick from her mouth to say, "Tastes great."

"Less filling too," he replied and groaned in pleasure.

The sound of her laughter trilled through the Volvo. "Oh, yeah, let's not forget that too!" And she accepted his throbbing shaft, almost devouring it in her haste to encase it deep inside her throat.

She sighed as she felt his hand reach into her blouse freeing a breast from its confinement in her lacy brassiere.

Rosa casually removed his cock from her mouth to say; "Dutch . . ." and he reached out taking her face in both his hands and kissed her again. She responded hungrily, her mouth mashed against his; their lips and tongues frantically exploring; their bodies molded together. 

The allure of each to the other was hypnotic. Dutch used a hand to signal Rosa to climb into the back seat; and she demonstrated her athletic ability by easily vaulting over the seat and lay on her back as Dutch clambered into the back with her demonstrating far less agility than she had.

He did not resume the kiss as she had expected. Instead, he reached down and curled his fingers into the top of her jeans tugging them down below her hips. The knuckles of each hand grazed over her damp panties as he sought the elastic at her waist. His hand paused to bestow a gentle caress on her belly before moving lower.

She found herself gasping in anticipatory delight when his fingers began moving in small, wet circles. Rosa responded by raising her hips to him, taunting him, saying; "Want some of momma's pussy? Huh, big boy. Do you want this wet pussy?" At the same time she maneuvered her torso in a manner that kept her pussy from being exposed to him. 

Dutch's reaction surprised her. Showing a great deal of patience and discretion, he let go of her, took her face in both hands and kissed her so lovingly that Rosa forgot her plan to tease him and simply leaned back in surrender, the jeans sliding down to her ankles with a minimum of wriggling on her part and with a flick of her foot, to the floor of the car.

The kiss grew more sensual, gradually increasing in its intensity until, with an animal-like savagery; he ripped her panties off with two violent jerks. The kiss continued unabated although Rosa swiftly guided his hand into the brief tuft of hair between her legs. As his finger explored the warm wetness therein, she managed to haul his shirt over his head. Then her lips nibbled over his chest, missing nothing.

He sank another finger into her swampy cunt and she moaned erotically. Demonstrating a remarkable ability to control her desires, Rosa seized her exposed breast and drew it across his nipple. It was tantamount to sticking her finger in an electric wall outlet, and with her last ounce of control she reached out and found his hardness again, tracing her long, lacquered nails along the veins of his throbbing prick which to Dutch felt like a feather tickling his rock hard appendage.

She ground her head into his shoulder and burst into a peal of raucous laugher as she realized the car was rocking in time with their movements. Then she was laughing no more as her body responded to the fingers plying her cunt. She was there and she knew it. Her back arched and she stiffened as the orgasm rushed over her.

They lay still, holding each other for several minutes before his mischievous fingers went to work in her coral colored cunt again. Almost immediately, she felt the rush of another orgasm about to overwhelm her and started bucking her hips convulsively, almost as if she were trying to dislodge his magic fingers from her center.

"God," he groaned into her ear revealing his frustration at keeping up with her, "slow down."

"I can't," she gasped. "C-can't! Ooooh, shit!"

She did diminish her jerking pelvis some, grinding her vulva against his hand, trying to stoke his rigid prick with one hand as the other sought and found her clitoris, further stimulating her.

Grateful that he was now able to continue fingering her, he moved his hand faster moving in time with her.

Rosa was trembling by now; she sucked in her breath and jerked her ass up off the seat losing her grip on his cock. She groaned at the loss of contact and reached about feebly, groping, frantically trying to capture his elusive prick. 

She grew frantic knowing in mere seconds she would come. He could feel her trigger getting harder and wetter under his slippery fingers until she cried out, thrusting against his hand, her legs spasming and jerking around as through controlled by a puppeteer.

Rosa shrieked, "Oh, my God! Here I cum! Oh, Dutch! It's soooo good!"

He kept at her, the sweat pouring down his face as he did.

"Oh, shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!" Rosa groaned and bit her lower lip.

"I'm coming Baby! Ohhhhhh, baby, baby! Fuck me!" She couldn't believe the way her hips were thrusting to meet his fingers.

"Ohhhhhh, please . . . gimme that cock .... Oh, baby! Please baby!" She cried plaintively. 

"Ugh! This is unfuckinbelievable!"



Dutch was on top of her, leaning over, eyes closed. His biceps were bulging, as he guided his cockhead into her. He paused, took in a breath and held it as he pumped into her. She reached up with both arms and wrapped them around his neck and then let go falling backward onto the seat. She ripped off her bra and began rubbing her hard nipples with both hands as his cock made loud sucking sounds as it plunged in and out of her over-heated hole. He rode her hard.

He felt her wet-velvet muscles closing around him and slid his hand between their stomachs; felt her clit grow hard as he stoked her. She stiffened, even stopped breathing for several seconds, and then screamed loudly to gather need air into her empty lungs and then thrust herself down on him once more, crying out as she shuddered to yet another tumultuous climax.



She started to cry from the delirious joy of it all. "I'm . . . I'm . . . I'm coming again!"

Dutch gasped for air, "Jesus!"

"Great! Great! Your cock has a mind of its own."

They changed positions and now she was on all fours and he rammed it back up her slick hole as several other cars were parking nearby.

"Ohhhhhh . . . Ohhh! CHRIST YES!"

"You ... you ... keep on ... hittin' my ... spot!"

"Ohhh, fuck me lover, fuck me!"

His sensory system crashed at her comments and spasm after spasm racked his loins as he exploded into her. The searing heat of his seed rushing along her vaginal walls brought on another greater orgasm than the last; and Rosa collapsed, hitting her head against the side of the door. Rosa literally saw stars. She was awed. Lost in time and space; and those delicious waves began to build again.

They lay entwined for a few minutes. She was the first to stir. "Oh, God," she moaned, and stretched out her legs, and kissed him. As he returned the kiss she tightened her legs around him, in effect trapping him while they kissed. She humped his thigh until she came again. 

"God," she whispered, still breathless, "that was so good." And then she realized he was sleeping. They lay quietly, his semen leaking out of her and onto his leg for over an hour and would have remained like that longer, but Rosa got a small cramp in her calf and had to wake him.

He returned to his own place after dropping her off and for the first time was late for work the next day.

                             ***

On Wednesday afternoon she called him at the hospital to ask if he could meet her at her office instead of at the restaurant because she was running late. Dutch parked in one of the vacant spaces in front of her realty office and walked inside. A cute peroxide blonde of about 19 was sitting at the front desk. Her name plate read, Cynthia, and she flashed him a smile of welcome with just a hint of other possibilities added.

"Hi," he said with a smile at least as bright as Cynthia's. "Bob Perry. I'm here to see Rosa Thorenson."

The smile remained on Cynthia's face, "Oh? Is she expecting you? It is after hours and umm I ...."

"Yes, Rosa asked me to stop by. We have a dinner engagement."

Cynthia's jaw dropped open.

"Oh, you're him!" She blurted.

"I'm him all right," he responded and put more leer into his grin.

The obviously excited blonde jumped to her feet, not realizing just high her mini skirt had risen while seated and Dutch caught a glimpse of yellow panties when she whirled away to inform Rosa of her visitor.

He followed her with his eyes as she opened a door and leaned in, providing him with a great view of her panty-clad ass in the process as she waved to get Rosa's attention (she happened to be on the telephone) and said loud enough for him to hear, "He's here! Oh, he's so . . . sexy, Rosa!" Then she turned abruptly and made her way back to her desk, apparently unaware of having provided Dutch with a glimpse of her ass.

"She'll be right with you," she said, but now her eyes were riveted on his groin.

"Would you like to see it?" He asked, teasing her.

"What?" She gulped, evidently not believing her ears.

"I said would you like to see it? You're staring very hard at my crotch. If you'd like I'll show it to you. I'm sure Rosa won't mind."

Cynthia nervously licked her upper lip and it took a long moment before answering.

"I . . . I . . ."

But then Rosa appeared saving her further embarrassment and Dutch laughed, leaving Cynthia befuddled and blushing.

"Is there something I should know about?" Rosa asked, puzzled by the interaction she'd come upon.

Dutch just grinned.

"No . . . no, things are fine," Cynthia managed. "You two run along, I'll lock up, not to worry Rosa."

"Would you? I'd really appreciate it. We've a dinner reservation and we're running late."

She turned to go, but Dutch didn't budge.

"You forgot something," he said facing Rosa.

"Huh?" She said puzzled.

"We didn't have a chance to say hello to one another."

"Oh, you sweetheart, you," she smiled up at him and lifted her head until they were nose to nose and she swept the tip of her tongue across his upper lip. He met her tongue with his and in the background heard Cynthia's soft groan. He never looked back at her, taking Rosa's arm, he ushered her out of the office and toward his car.

"Wait!" Rosa cried. "Jesus, I forgot something important! Come on back to my office for a minute."

Cynthia looked up in surprise as they returned to the office and made directly for Rosa's office and closed the door behind them.

"Okay, what's so important?" He asked, concerned that they might lose their reservations at Salvaggio's. 

"This is," she groaned and hopped upon the edge of the couch, swept the pillows to the floor and laid back, legs splayed. He could see her cunt, for she wore no underwear. "Fuck Salvaggio's," she panted. "Fuck me!"

He readily discerned that her cunt was wet and waiting for him. The puffiness of her outer labia framed a perfect slit running down to her small, hard clit. As she wriggled on the couch he could clearly see the puckered ring of her anal opening. Dutch deftly ran a finger from her clitoris down through her cuntal opening and on to her asshole, gathering her juices along the way; then returned to lather it over her labia. 

Rosa moaned softly "Now, yes, give it to me, Dutch. Fuck me! I need it bad!"

He began disrobing, moving quickly. Cynthia was poised at the door, listening and growing more excited with every passing moment.

With a groan he couldn't contain, he wrenched her up against him and caressed her breasts with on hand while inserting a finger into her wetness with the other. He continued fingering her until she signaled she was approaching an orgasm and he stopped. He shushed her protest and pulled the remaining clothes from her body and placed her tenderly back on the couch and pushed her right leg back upon her breast.

She licked her lips in anticipation as he guided his twitching member to her waiting cunt. 

Impatient to get started, Rosa grabbed him and jammed him inside her. The she wiggled from side to side as he managed to penetrate her inch by inch until completely inside her.

"You're quite the slut tonight aren't you?" He grunted as he thrust into her.

She snorted, and gasped, "Been thinkin' about your magnificent prick all goddamned day!" And then Rosa hoisted her ass off the couch in time to meet his latest thrust.

"Ugh! Shit that's good!" She moaned.

"Play with your tit for me," he grunted as he slowed his pace to long, deep strokes.

"Oh, yeah, I like it that way!" She gasped when he slammed into her, but still managed to squeeze her breast as he had asked.

"You like it everyway, 'cause you're my bitch!"

"YES! I'm you're bitch!" she gasped again and locked her legs around his hips.

On the other side of the door, Cynthia had her skirt up around her waist, oblivious to the possible stares of anyone walking by. Her yellow panties were pulled to one side and three fingers were pummeling her pussy. She halted her activity for a moment, for she HAD to see what they were doing. And as silent as she had ever been in her entire life, she opened the door to Rosa's office several inches and peered in and saw Dutch as he said: "You love it when I tickle your asshole like this don't you?"

"YES!"

"You want my prick in there don't you?"

"YES!"

"But you want me in your cunt even more, don't you?"

"YES!"

"Want me to tease you?"

"No . . . YES! Oh, Shit! FUCK ME!"

Cynthia had three fingers working her dripping pussy and now her other hand strayed to her ass and the middle finger began pushing earnestly, trying to gain entry.

"FUCK ME! Rosa screamed, heedless of who might hear bucking her pelvis at his surging prick as it rammed into her.

Then she was coming . . . .

And he was coming, spewing a gallon of fiery sperm into her cunt.

Cynthia came about the same instant he did, her legs betrayed her and she sank to the floor and fell into Rosa's office. Both Rosa and Dutch turned to see the young blonde on the floor, her face crimson with shame at being caught.

Dutch looked to Rosa for guidance. She nodded her head once and said softly, "You'll have to fuck her. I can't have her talking about this it could be grounds for my dismissal. Make her an accomplice."

He left Rosa lying on the desk and moved to Cynthia. The young blonde looked at him the same way a deer stares into the blinding glare of an oncoming vehicle's headlights. Her skirt was raised high up on her thighs, but he ignored her lower torso, reaching instead for her sweater and tugging it upward. Cynthia automatically raised her arms. Dutch tossed the sweater aside and checked out her breasts encased in a wonderbra.

She didn't appear to be fully developed, but he appreciated the lusciousness the twin cones offered and helped her to her feet.

"Did you finally get a good look at my dick?"

Flustered all Cynthia could manage was a faint, "I . . . I"

"You keep saying that. I get the impression that all you think about is you."

She managed a weak protest. "No, that's not true, I . . ."

"There you go again," he said, not unkindly. "Let's join Rosa on the couch, shall we?" He said kindly and took her arm to escort her the short distance to where Rosa still reclined on the office couch. Cynthia carefully stepped over the pillows strewn on the floor and stopped at the side of the couch.

"Hop up there, baby," he said, not unkindly.

Cynthia gave him a bewildered look.

"He said get your ass up on the desk!" Rosa snarled, giving Dutch pause for thought. But the threat, or at the very least, the implied threat worked and Cynthia hopped up on the desk still not understanding what was about to transpire.

Dutch pulled Rosa's chair to the end of the desk, pushed the girl's shaking legs apart and sat down.

"Lose the bra," he said tersely. And when she reached behind her to unfasten the hooks he plunged his face between her lags, pulled her yellow panties to one side and began to lap at her pussy like a dog.

Cynthia's hands froze at the clasp.

"Ugh?" Was the only thing she said as Rosa tugged her backward into Rosa's lap and kissed her.

Cynthia was stunned. First she had never had anyone go down on her before. It's true she was no virgin, but she did have limited experience in sexual matters. Second, she had never, ever even dreamed of kissing another woman; and now she was experiencing both simultaneously.

Rosa's tongue darted between the girl's slightly parted lips and she was astounded at how hot this woman's tongue made her feel. Of course his mouth at her center was stoking her furnace too. The moment his thumb brushed against her clitoris she came hard and shuddered to another climax.

The women continued the kiss and Dutch unhooked her bra, uncovering her almost spherical cone-shaped breasts.

Then he took the left nipple and gently sucked on it and when Cynthia's moans signaled Rosa that he was up to something, she ended the kiss and promptly seized upon the remaining nipple. Cynthia moaned again and then began to giggle at the pleasant sensation the nursing was causing.

All she wore now was a pair of yellow panties. There was a dark triangle at the crotch of her panties and if anyone bothered to notice they would have seen some pubic hairs escaping under the elastic bands. With her teat still firmly between his lips, Dutch wrested the filmy underwear from her lithe body and dropped it on the floor almost on top of his slacks.

Rosa gave Cynthia's nipple one last suck and slithered down her body until she was eye level with the girl's snatch. A fraction of a second later her tongue darted into Cynthia's bush, eliciting a loud moan from the young girl.

Dutch was semi-erect and tendered his prick to Cynthia's ripe mouth. This was not new to her and she opened her mouth to accept the tip of his prick, flicking her supple tongue over it twice before closing down on him and giving him a royal suck.

Taking him from her mouth, but holding his cock tightly in her little fist, she looked up at him and said, "Your cock is so pretty and it tastes so good. I'm going to love tasting your load when you come." Then, alternating between humming and sucking on his dick, Cynthia brought him to the brink several times.

He had lost track of Rosa's whereabouts and was about to call her name when Cynthia said, "I just love sucking cock. I've blown just about every guy I've ever met. I've even saved some of their come to brush my teeth with in the mornings."

By the time she got these words out, Dutch was spewing gobs and gobs of white-roped sperm into her mouth. He was stunned by her announcement. When he'd finished his ejaculation, she stood up and walked to the dispenser and calmly took a paper cup and slowly allowed his sperm to guide from her mouth in a long, thin stream.




The Engagement Ch. 04



He forced himself to look away and found Rosa entranced by Cynthia's actions. When she had finished spiting the sperm from her mouth Cynthia smirked at the two of them.

"I just love sucking cock. Do you enjoy it Rosa?"

"Yes, but obviously not as much as you do."

Dutch interrupted. "How often do you get checked out for sexually transmitted diseases, Cynthia, if you don't mind my asking?"

"Oh, sorry, all my . . . umm, boyfriends are safe. We go to this lady doctor on a regular basis."

"Would that be Doctor Sharon Lamouerux, by any chance?" He asked.

"YES! Now how . . . oh . . . you see her too?"

"I'm afraid so. It's a small world isn't it?"

"Isn't it?" Cynthia began to giggle.

"What's so funny?" Rosa asked.

"Doctor Sharon likes sucking cock as much as I do," and then she lost it, giggling hysterically.

"Have you gone down on the Doctor?" Dutch inquired.

"No, she spends her time on her knees with my boyfriends. In fact, I've never done it, or for that matter, haven't been eaten either."

Rosa gave her a wane smile. "You spend all your time blowing them and then send 'em home to pooped to pop, is that it?"

"Yeah, kinda, only sometimes I let them fuck me."

"Like rabbits, eh?"

"Yeah," she began to giggle again.

"That's going to change right now," Rosa told her.

A slight frown crossed the young girl's face, but quickly turned into a wide smile. "Okay! Great! Let's get started. Where do you want me?"

Dutch set the pace. "On the couch; Rosa will sit on your face and you eat her. I'll be between your legs doing you."

"Oh this is exciting!" she said, and her voice seemed pitched several octaves higher than normal for her as she followed instructions and lay down on the couch and spread her legs. Dutch peered in at what he thought to be a simple fantastic cunt, and then easily pried her labia apart. He took his time having just come and knowing it would be a while before he'd be able to fuck either one of the women.

Rosa straddled Cynthia's face and lowered her pussy until Cynthia's finger eased into her shiny wet cunt. "You're tongue, baby, not you're finger," she admonished the girl.

"Are you in hurry, Rosa?"

"No, but I am impatient to get started."

"All right then, let's do it," Cynthia said then spread Rosa's lips apart and licked her inner folds.

Dutch heard the groan emanate from Rosa's throat and excitedly thrust his tongue into Cynthia's juicy cunt. That's what the youngster had been waiting for, a little guidance from her elders. With each touch of his tongue on her pussy, she mimicked it with one of her own on Rosa's hot twat.

In a few short minutes the office was filled with the sounds of two grunting females; along with Dutch's labored breathing as he sucked and licked his way around Cynthia's hairy snatch.

A muffled moan came from the girl as he brushed her clit. Split seconds later, Rosa was duplicating her moans as Cynthia's tongue flickered across Rosa's bud. His hands were massaging the backs of Cynthia's thighs, then changed tactics by digging his nails into the meaty part of those thighs and dragged them downward to the backs of her knees.

Cynthia wrested her mouth from Rosa's cunt. "My God, you're good," she screamed, took a deep breath and returned to seal her mouth upon Rosa's cunt, working her tongue furiously.

Dutch was surprised when Rosa screamed out so soon; came hard and then slipped away from Cynthia's questing mouth and slid to the floor where she finished her rousing climax. He worked harder on the girl, tonguing her rapidly while cupping her ass with his hands and rubbing her ass cheeks together. In a surprising feat of strength, Dutch lifted her up and carried her to the desk, placed her in a sitting position and dropped to his knees. Cynthia's cunt was spread open before him. He pulled her forward until her ass was right on the edge of the table top and then buried his face in the jungle of wet-curly pubic hair before him. Cynthia shivered and closed her thighs tightly around his head and neck. Dutch struggled to pry them apart, found her plump labia and chewed on them for a moment.

Cynthia screamed with joy and had her first orgasm. His tongue darted between them and her ass rose up from the desk. The office was filled with her panting and gibberish sounds. He felt Rosa's hand on his shoulder and when it became more insistent, relinquished the girl's pussy to his lover.

Rosa's technique was sufficiently different than Dutch's and Cynthia recognized it immediately.

"YES! ROSA, YES!" Oh do me! Do me! Do me!"

Rosa worked her tongue around the semi-cloaked hood of her clitoris and licked around it before drawing it into her mouth. Cynthia went wild. Grunting and groaning, twisting and jerking and screaming, YES! YES! YES!"

Rosa sent two fingers up the girl's pussy in search of her "G" spot. It took about twenty seconds for her to locate it. The "G" was approximately the size of a button and as Rosa stimulated it, it swelled so that it was noticeable to her fingers.

"Oh, shit!" Cynthia exclaimed, "I gotta pee!"

"No you don't," Rosa growled, "You're about to come like crazy!"

"I . . . I . . ."

"Shut up and come!" Rosa shouted.

Dutch positioned himself so he could stick a finger into Cynthia's asshole, and promptly did so.

Cynthia started to have repeated climaxes. 

Dutch found himself hard again and placed his hand on Rosa's back. She was expecting him and relinquished the young girl's pussy to him. The desk top proved to be almost perfect for him and he slipped his thick prick right into her. She felt like a liquid volcano to him. Her legs went around his waist, gripping him like a vise as her climaxes arrived in a continuous row.

He grabbed the back of her ass and was really pumping it in and out of her. Her head was lolling from left to right and she was gasping for air in between long satisfied moans. Dutch found her cunt tighter than expected, but sloppy wet. All in all she felt fucking great to him and he slowed his pace to make it last.

Every few seconds Cynthia came again and she began getting used to the multiple orgasms. She was leaning back with her hands on the table when Dutch rasped out, "I want you to play with your tits."

Cynthia's eyes were slits, her mouth hung open, but a semblance of comprehension crossed her face. A dreamy smile appeared and her hand went to her chest and cupped her left breast.

Her finger traced a circle around the dark brown areola and then glided across the dime sized nipple.

Dutch paused in his fucking to look at her. The areola was surrounded by a light growth of dark hair, actually small growing out of her areola. He leaned forward and sucked her right breast

into his mouth. His tongue dueled with the nipple and then his lips were clamped around it and he was suckling on her. Cynthia moaned delightedly and came again and Dutch felt an urgency to finish her off and resumed his fevered fuck. She grunted as his shaft pounded into her and thrust up at him, her ass leaving the desk in the process.



Her tits bobbed around on her chest as their bodies slammed together. Rosa looked on, staring at Cynthia's twin buds that stood out in the middle of her dark areola like little thumbs - almost a half inch at this juncture. The tops of her breasts were covered with a sheen of perspiration. A bead of sweat dribbled down between them and into her belly button. Rosa wanted desperately to lick it away, but Dutch's battering away prohibited her from trying it.

Cynthia came again; the strongest orgasm yet and threw her arms around his neck and that pushed Dutch past the brink and he came too. Cynthia was no longer on the desk, but clinging to him, legs wrapped around his middle, hips writhing against his groin. He couldn't drive his cock into her anymore and remained standing, actually teetering on the brink of falling to the floor, but instinctively kept his balance and held his ground until Cynthia came to a halt.

Her mouth was at the base of his neck, sucking contentedly. Finally, with a long groan, he sat her back on the desk and pulled out of her. The room was silent, save for the two panting for breath. Dutch looked down and saw his semen leaking out of her. With a surprising shyness Cynthia closed her legs on realizing he was staring at her cunt. Both Rosa and Dutch laughed.

"You brag about your talents as a cocksucker, but don't want me to see my load seeping out of you, that's funny."

"It's not polite to stare," she said in rebuttal.

"That's true," he agreed, but early on it was you staring at my dick."

Cynthia, embarrassed, blushed deep red. Then she hopped off the desk and started to dress. "I have to be somewhere in a few minutes," she offered, setting her foot into a shoe.

Rosa spoke up. "Gotta admit you surprised me Cynthia; I thought you were just a dreary kid with nothing special to offer. Was I wrong," She smiled and gave the girl a hug.

"Would you like to do this again sometime?"

Cynthia beamed. "Sure, just say when," then absentmindedly scooped some of Dutch's semen from her pussy and brought it to her mouth.

"Taste good?" Rosa asked with a smile.

"Umm, for sure, want some?"

"Thank you, no, I get all I want remember?"

"Yeah, right. Gee, Dutch when can I . . . you know . . . "

"Blow me again?"

"Uh huh."

"We won't let too much time go by. I love your technique baby."

Rosa chimed in with, "Since we work in the same office it shouldn't be difficult to set something up, but let's cool it around here okay?"

Cynthia nodded her agreement while Rosa shimmied into her skirt and touched up her hair.



The Engagement Ch. 05



I had a lot to think about as I made the long drive home from Stephie's. I always enjoy spending time with her, but the past week was exceptionally interesting.

I'd met Steph's boyfriend Ron, several times. Ron is tall, dark and handsome enough to make a living as a model for high end retail catalogues. We spent a wonderful week together, enjoying the beach, walking the pier, visiting the many shops and dining at fine cafes and restaurants. 

My vacation was nearly over, and we chatted while dining at a small bistro.

"Oh, Della, I wish you didn't have to leave. We've had a wonderful time with you; we hate to see you go."

"Well then, you'll both have to drive out and spend some time with Louis and I. I'd love for Ron to meet him. He's a fabulous cook, as you know."

"I'm glad you brought that up, dear. Ron has a little confession to make."

I gazed across the table, inquisitively. During the course of my stay, we told Ron all about my relationship with Louis. I had no idea where this conversation was heading.

"What is it, Ron?"

"Della, as you've probably surmised, I am a glutton for voyeurism; I love to watch people engaging in all natures of sex."

That explained why Ron had no compunction against relaxing in a chair and watching Steph and I making love. That wasn't unusual; most men love to see two beautiful women having sex. Nevertheless, I thought it a little odd that he made no attempt to join in our tryst, and here was the explanation.

"Don't misunderstand, Della. I'm not gay, or anything. But I would love to watch you put Louis through his paces." 

"I think I'd enjoy that, as well. However, Louis' training hasn't progressed to that level; not yet, anyway. Stephie is the only person who's witnessed the true nature of our relationship. I'm sure that many have guessed. Give me a little more time with him, and I'm sure we can put on a performance you'll never forget."

"That's great! How long do you think it will take before he's ready?"

"Louis isn't expecting me home for another week. Perhaps he's been naughty while I've been away. Perhaps, he's done something to merit a new chapter in his submission. How would you like to follow me home? You can see how well disciplined he's become and I'm sure I'll find a reason to punish him."

"That sounds wonderful, Della. I have to do a photo shoot tomorrow, with an interview for another, the day after. Could you hang out here for a couple of more days?"

"Not a problem; it'll give Louis more time to be naughty. I wouldn't be surprised if he's shirked his duties while I've been away."

I gave them a wicked smile and tasted my salmon. 

* * * * * * * * * *

When we arrived at my home that morning, I knew that something was amiss. Of course, Louis was surprised at my early arrival, especially since I'd brought Stephie and Ron with me. Louis was understandingly intimidated by Ron's handsome face, his tall, muscular body and firm handshake. Nevertheless, Louis seemed more than nervous. Louis was frightened! I would find out why, soon enough.

"Make yourselves at home, please. Louis, why don't you put on some coffee, while I visit the ladies room?"

"Yes dear."

I returned to the living room just as Louis came from the kitchen. I startled our guests when I grabbed him firmly by the ear.

"You were supposed to be house-sitting! Who gave you permission to sleep in my bed?"

"I'm sorry, dear!" Louis yelped.

"Whose dirty dishes are on the nightstand?" I twisted his ear firmly.

"Oww! They're mine, dear, please forgive me!"

"I'll forgive you, eventually, but you have to be punished. First, I want you to clean up that mess in there and then you may serve coffee. If I were you, I'd be quick about it."

I chatted with Steph and Ron, while Louis set about his tasks. We ignored him when he carried the dirty dishes into the kitchen. I was sitting in front of our guests on a dining room chair when Louis emerged from the kitchen with a tray of coffee and rolls. The china rattled as he set them on the coffee table. I left him standing beside me until Steph was through with her story. I turned to him and spoke quietly.

"Louis, go prepare yourself and fetch me my hairbrush." He hung his head in shame.

"Yes, dear."

"Are you going to paddle him, now?" Ron asked.

"Maybe, but I think not. Either way, you're going to enjoy what I do with him."

Louis returned, naked, from the bedroom. He carried the dreaded hairbrush and handed it to me. Instead of ordering him across my lap, I took the brush in one hand and extended the other with my palm up. Louis whimpered as he obediently lifted his diminutive genitals and placed them in my open hand. He groaned, as I kneaded his little balls.

"What's this? Why is there hair on your testicles? You have stubble on your legs, as well. Explain yourself!"

"I-I didn't think it mattered, sin-since you were going to be away."

"Well, Louis, now I'm home, so it matters, doesn't it?"

"Yes, my love."

"Your love isn't going to help you, now. What did I tell you I would do if you didn't shave, daily."

"Please, dear! It won't happen again, I promise!"

"Get your clothes on, we're all going downtown." 

* * * * *

The three of us had lunch at an outdoor café, just down the street from my salon.

"I told Holly to call me when they've finished waxing Louis."

"This is too much!" exclaimed Stephie, "I wish we could watch!"

"Don't worry; it's all being recorded on the security cameras. Perhaps I'll let Louis watch it with us."

Just then, my cell phone rang. I laughed as I listened to Holly. I was still laughing when I hung up.

"What's so funny, aren't they finished with him, yet?"

"Yes, they've waxed his hair from the neck down. Correct that, I meant to say, from his face, down. Also, it seems there was a problem with his genitals. It's easier to wax a man's groin when he has an erection. Poor Louis was too embarrassed to get his little dick hard."

"So, what happened?"

"They had to give him Viagra! Take a look at this."

I handed the couple my phone, so they could see the picture of Louis. He was posing with Rico and Carlos. Both of my male staff are flaming fags, and Rico was grinning like a jackal while applying lotion to Louis' hairless body. Carlos was fondling his stiff little penis and smiling while Louis was the picture of complete resignation.

* * * * * 

We were still laughing when we arrived to collect my little fiancée. My entire staff was in tears as they surrounded Louis. I reached down and fondled his erection and hairless balls.

"That's more like it. You're balls are as smooth as a newborn baby's. Come to think of it, they're about the same size!"

I had to shush everyone before I could continue.

"Louis, we've come to a turning point in our relationship. I'm going to give you the opportunity to put on your clothes and leave. You can escape the paddling you're going to get tonight and walk out of my life, forever. Or, you can get down on both knees and propose. If you choose the latter, I advise you to choose your words carefully, if you want my consent."

Louis dropped to his knees and gazed up at me, beseechingly. Holly startled him when she said, "Wait, you forgot the ring!"

I'd purchased an engagement ring with a four carat diamond and left it at the salon for this occasion. Holly handed the velvet box to Louis. He removed the ring and gazed up at me with unabashed adoration and proposed. 

"Della, my love. Would you grant me the honor, the privilege, of becoming your faithful and devoted little hubby?"

Tears were streaming from his eyes as I allowed him to place the ring on my finger. I have to admit that I was touched. Truth be told, I love Louis very much. Nevertheless, there was still much to be done in our relationship. I presented the tiny diamond ring that Louis had purchased and gave it to Holly.

"Pierce my fiancée's left ear and allow me the honor of attaching his engagement ring."

When the task was completed, my staff and friends applauded and congratulated us. 

"But, Della," giggled Stephie, "If he wears his engagement ring in his left ear, where will he wear his wedding band?"

Instead of answering, I pinched Louis' nose and raised him to his feet.

"Put your clothes on, Louis. We're going home."

* * * * * 

Dinner was over, as sumptuous as always, and the four of us were having coffee in the living room.

"Louis, your lasagna was marvelous. You must give me the recipe."

"Thank you, Stephie; it was my pleasure."

"I hate to spoil your good mood, Louis, but you have a date with the hairbrush. Place a dining room chair in front of the coffee table, and then go prepare yourself."

"Yes, dear," he replied, as he scurried about his task. When he was standing, naked, at my side, I took the hairbrush and once again, Louis placed his genitals in my hand. I fondled his balls as I spoke to him.

"Louis, I am so pleased to see you wearing your engagement ring. This has been a momentous day for the both of us. Nevertheless, you have never behaved as badly as the past week. Do you think you deserve a paddling?"

"Yes, my love."

"Do you have anything you wish to say?"

"Yes, dear. I'm sorry that I didn't respect your property. I know that I deserve to be punished, but I beg you not to paddle me too hard."

"As always, the punishment will suit the crime. I see that your penis is soft, which means that your Viagra hard-on is over and you are not going to enjoy this. Take your place, naughty boy."

I allowed Louis to lie across my lap until Stephie and Ron chose their vantage point to observe his punishment. I stopped running the back of the brush on his bottom and began to paddle him. I took my time, watching the look on Ron's face as Louis' bottom began to turn red. Ron watched quietly. His face did not reveal his reaction. He looked as if he could have been watching a game of golf on television.

Although the smacks came slowly, it was nevertheless the severest spanking I'd ever administered to Louis. He had to be prompted twice not to cover his bottom with his hands. I forbade him to kick his legs, but I allowed him to cry freely.

When I decided he'd endured all he could, I helped him to his feet. I was proud of him for not attempting to rub his bottom until I gave him permission. I addressed the couple sitting on my sofa.

"Louis knows that his punishment is over. He also knows that he must stand in the corner until I give him permission to rejoin us. If I were Louis, I would have my nose touching the wall in the next five seconds."

Still in tears, Louis scurried to his corner and faced the wall. I turned on the stereo and turned to Ron.

"Did you enjoy my little performance?"

"Della, I've never seen anything like it."

"I'm glad you enjoyed that, but I'm not finished. Stephie, come here."

Steph came to me and stood between my open legs. I began to caress her thighs, and then lifted her tiny denim skirt up to her waist. I fondled her pert bottom through her white cotton bikini panties, eventually pulling them down her tanned legs. I supported her as she stepped out of them. I spread her legs and placed her on my lap, facing me.

Remembering all of the tricks my stripper friend taught me, I began to make love to the little blonde on my lap. Steph wasn't able to do more than touch my thighs as I raised her tank top until her pert little breasts peeked from underneath.

Ron watched intently as I played with Stephie, kissing her passionately and roaming her tight little body with my hands. I turned her around on my lap and began to finger her little pussy. The small tuft of blonde pubic hair was soon glistening with her sex as I brought her to the brink of orgasm. Before Steph could cum, I lifted her off my lap and pulled her skirt and top back in place. Reluctantly, Steph returned to her husband and kissed him deeply. They were still making out like teenagers while I replaced the chair and returned to the living room in my short silk robe. I turned off the stereo.

"Louis, come here."

Once Louis quickly scurried over to face me, I pointed to the floor. Louis obediently knelt between my legs and watched as I spread my wet pussy.

"Lick me, Louis; show Ron how you've learned to pleasure me."

Louis needed no further prompting as he began to lick my sopping wet pussy. Even Stephie was impressed with Louis' expert tongue as he ate me. I was close to cumming when Ron rose and headed for the guest room. I closed my thighs against Louis, so he couldn't hear.

"Steph, didn't Ron enjoy the show?"

"I'll say he did! Thanks to you, Della, I'm going to get the fucking of my life!"

"I couldn't have done it without my naughty little fiancée."

Stephie kissed my cheek, and then headed for the guest room. I placed my feet on the sofa. My sigh turned into a gasp as Louis continued to lap up my first orgasm.

* * * * *

Author's note: I wrote this little fairy tale a year ago, but never finished it because I couldn't decide where Louis will wear his wedding band. Any suggestions? 



The Engagement Ch. 05



Dutch is Caught Red Handed & Kathy reprises Act With the Older Woman

And the next day, Thursday was no different. Rosa called Dutch at the hospital. "Honey I'm sorry to bother you at work, but I have to see you."

"What's wrong? Are you all right?" He asked as he tensed up sensing bad news.

"No, no, I'm fine. Well, no, I'm not fine. I'm so horny I can't stand it. I need you and I need you bad. Can you meet me someplace?"

"Baby I can't leave here. Can you come here; I can manage some time with you if you come over in the next thirty minutes or so."

"Do you know where I'm calling from?"

"Where, are you close by?"

"No, I'm in the ladies room using Cynthia's dildo. I'm gushing, literally gushing. Jesus I'm in heat!"

"Get your ass over here ASAP. I'll try to find a place for us where we won't be disturbed for a while."

"Oh honey you won't regret it. I love you!" And Dutch heard a click and then a dial tone. She was on her way.

***

Forty minutes later they were fucking in a broom closet that had shelves on three sides and was chock full of brooms, mops and buckets; and paper towels and toilet paper. Rosa's dress was up around her hips; her twisted pantyhose tossed feveredly into the corner, lay half in - half out of a bucket containing water and ammonia; and were hopelessly ruined. But her legs were wrapped securely around his hips as he pounded his durable cock into her sopping wet cunt.

They shifted their feet to attain better position and dislodged a mop handle that on falling stabbed Dutch in the ribs. He groaned in pain and frustration at not having more room to move about.

"What?" Rosa asked, near panic as her orgasm was or seemed to be miles away. "Don't come!" She barked out, clutching his shoulders and digging her nails into his flesh. "Not yet baby! Don't come yet! I'm close but not there."

Dutch wheezed, partly from the ammonia fumes, partly from the tight confines of the closet, but still managed to squeeze her buttocks tightly to hold her against him as she worked, using all her expertise in kegels, until unable to help himself he began to squirm.

"Not yet! Not yet!" she called out, mentally cursing herself for using all her skills to make him come, but resenting the fact that he was going to come. 'What the hell's wrong with me?" she asked, but no answer was forthcoming.

For his part, Dutch was striving to hold off, trying to free himself from her deliciously succulent vise, but Rosa, despite herself, or perhaps even because of herself, initiated a series of deep grinding thrusts, flexing her thighs to hold him fast and won the battle as his cock absorbed one last kegel and then spewed his load against her cervix.

"Bastard!" she shouted and he grimaced, thinking the entire staff of his unit had heard her.

"Easy, I'm not finished baby," he said, hoping she'd calm down enough to bring her off. But Rosa was having none of it. A suddenly irrational Rosa began pummeling him with her fists causing him to knock over a stack of rolled paper towels to the floor that made for extremely difficult traction. Dutch was totally confused by her actions. This was not the Rosa he knew and loved, something was wrong.

"Keep on fucking, it'll get hard again," she pleaded morosely, then ground her mons into him. The fact that she had quieted down helped. Dutch wasn't soft, in fact his cock was still rather hard and Rosa found him, pulled it forward reinserting his mushroomed head in her cunt and kissed him hungrily on the mouth.

"Ah, yeah, yeah, that's it! Shove that big prick in me!" She groaned hungrily. "Yeah, stir my honey pot with your magic wand!"

He felt his prick expand as her cuntal walls converged around it. "Yeah," she moaned in his ear and one hand came up to tangle in his hair; the other raked its nails across his back.

Dutch groaned loudly and lifted her completely off the ground. Rosa instinctively wrapped her smooth legs about his hips, crossing her ankles in the small of his back. Both groaned at the host of incredible sensations their copulating was rendering. 

She rolled her hips down to further skewer herself on his fully erect horn; arching her back and shamelessly pushing a tit into his face. He responded by grabbing her shoulders and manipulating her so that he could devour her taunting breast - biting and nipping at it, then wildly suckling on her - going from breast to breast all the while thrusting his massive cock in and out of her wet, clasping cunt.

Whimpering in a mix of pain and pleasure, Rosa rocked her hips fiercely to meet his pounding prick. "That's it baby!" she wailed as her climax finally arrived. "Oh, yeah I knew you would make me happy."

A few seconds later Rosa was began to recover from her orgasm. She lay her head on his shoulder still holding his cock; stoking him gently, noting how slick it was from her bodily fluid and his own ejaculate, but unable to see it clearly in the darkened confines of the closet.

Unbeknownst to the couple, Rosa's period arrived during their sexual play. She has menstruated copiously, covering his prick with her blood. 

When Dutch tucked himself away, his bloodied hands smeared the blood across the front of his white slacks. Rosa also has worn no panties and her pantyhose are ruined. She did however open a roll of paper towels and wiped what she thought was his sperm from her hands. This averted the possibility that she'd touch her fawn colored dress as she smoothed it over her hips and cover it with blood too. But the tight dress clung to her and quickly absorbed her menstruating fluids around her crotch.

"We were in here for a long time," she said, smoothing her dress front one final time. "Do you think someone noticed?

"Naw," he answered, "this place is too busy this time of day."

"Dutch, you were terrific. I really needed you inside me. I . . . I don't know why I was such a bitch earlier. I just had this . . . funny mood, you know? Not funny really, but . . ."

"It's all right, baby. I love you and if you act a little weird sometimes . . . well I do the same once in a while, so don't worry about it.

She nodded in the darkened closet, agreeing with him. It was lunch time, most would be out eating somewhere and the remainder filling in would probably be busy.

He grasped the doorknob and turned it. At the exact moment the closet door opened Rosa realized she was flowing from her period. But the shock of seeing a group of twelve doctors, nurses and technicians waiting outside caused her to not fully grasp her dilemma. 

"Yo, Dutch," a technician called out cheerfully.

"Way to go," called another male nurse, while two pretty female nurses stared at his bloodied groin area. A keen witted staff physician asked if he'd been castrated. And the Chief of Staff looked on with disapproval.

"Where . . ." a panicked Rosa turned to Dutch and asked. Reading her mind despite all the confusion, he replied, "First door on your right. She bolted in that direction and disappeared inside just as Dutch raised his eyes from his bloody groin to face his superior.

"My office, PERRY, NOW!"

With a terrifying scowl he turned to the group gawking at Dutch. "Be like the three monkeys," he snarled in warning, "See nothing, hear nothing and most of all, say nothing. This is my hospital and I'll handle this my way. Is that clear?"

***

Doctor Van Sciver, the Chief of Staff, was right on Dutch's heels as they entered his office.

"All right Perry, just who the fuck do you think you are screwing some bimbo in my hospital?"

Dutch, chagrinned, looked downward.

"Can't you keep that dick in your pants during working hours? This could cost you your job and you might not find similar work elsewhere. People DO ask for references you know."

Dutch nodded. There seemed to be nothing else to do. He sensed that the worst was past and felt the first surge of relief course through his body.

"Do you understand me?"

"Err, yes sir. I certainly do understand. I was wrong and it won't ever happen again."

"Now for the record, you are my best nurse hands down. But I'll fire you in a minute if you fuck up like this again, got it?"

"Yes sir." Dutch replied humbly, thanking his good fortune to be working for an understanding physician like Van Sciver.

Dr. Van Sciver didn't speak for a long time. He stared hard at Dutch and finally said, "Unfortunately others witnessed your closet foray and . . ." he paused staring at Dutch's fly. "What the hell were you two doing in there? You're covered with blood."

"I . . . I'm not sure. I think she got her period while we were, uh . . . having sex."

Van Sciver frowned and looked thoughtful for a moment, his hand supporting his chin. Then he asked, "Did you bring her here to fuck her?"

"Um, yes, err, no. As I recall, she . . . Rosa. Her name is Rosa and she's not a bimbo, she's my girl. Uh, well she called me, said she was . . . I don't know if I should say this or if you want to hear it."

"I'm a doctor for Christ's sake. I hear . . . things, all sorts of things all the time. You can count on my confidentiality."

"Okay, anyway we've been very active sexually of late and she called me . . . um, she was extremely horny and said I had to do something about it and soon."

"So you invited her to my hospital."

"No!" Dutch winced, embarrassed, but still wanting to be honest and candid with his benefactor. "No, I didn't invite her here. I know better. But I couldn't leave the hospital and she couldn't wait, she came here and confronted me."

"A rather aggressive stance for a woman to take even in these days," Van Sciver said to himself, for he was not concerned what Dutch thought about him. "I imagine that her period, or rather her oncoming menstrual cycle was compelling her to act irrationally."

"You're right doctor," Dutch said. "She was acting strangely the whole time. First being lovey dovey, then cursing and biting and snarling and then reverting to being nice again. It was confusing. I mean, I never knew about this . . ." he pointed to the splattered blood on his slacks."

"Well, grab a fresh pair of skivvies and whites from my locker," Van Sciver said benignly, causing Dutch to breathe a sigh of relief. "But there still remains the matter of my taking some disciplinary action against you."

"Shit!" Dutch said under his breath.

"I didn't hear that," Van Sciver said with a slight smile. "I think a three day suspension should suffice. I have to cover my ass too you know. You're not hurting for money are you? If so, I'll lend you something . . ."

Dutch had removed his slacks and had one leg in the fresh pair of whites. He looked at Van Sciver a moment before answering. "No, no, I'll manage," he said, realizing just how good a friend Van Sciver was being to him.

"Good," Van Sciver said. "It's effective immediately. I'd tell you to go home and bang the daylights out of your girlfriend, but she's indisposed for the next few days. Sorry about that. That will be all. Now I'm pretty busy and I'll leave you to finish dressing. Not a word to anyone. Just leave, I'll handle anyone asking about the . . . um, incident. I think you can rely on those who witnessed that debacle in the closet to keep it to themselves. 

Then again, you may find this incident makes you a celebrity around here. I saw the way those nurses were looking at you; and where they were looking." He laughed, "Gotta run. Take care of yourself and I hope your girlfriend doesn't die of embarrassment." And he left Dutch to finish dressing.

Dutch waited another five minutes before leaving. Several nurses and technicians gave him concerned looks as he passed silently by them. No one spoke a word.

In the parking lot, Dutch forgot to give his Volvo a whack or kick. He slipped behind the wheel and drove off, not speeding or recklessly, but without regard for anyone or anything in his path. Luckily the street was clear and soon he was lost in thought, driving unconsciously, until he came to a familiar crossing, took a left and parked in front of a restaurant and grill where he was known, went inside and ordered a drink. 

***

"So you got suspended," Robert said, pointing to the Chivas Regal on the back of the bar for Stu, the bartender's edification. Turning his attention back to Dutch as Stu prepared his drink, he continued, "Hey man, don't get so down on yourself. He didn't fire you; and you of all people know you deserved it."

His drink arrived and he swirled it drink around, "A man can't get enough pussy anyhow, so don't concern yourself about it, enjoy the hell out of it."

"Yeah, but she's special," Dutch said eyes cast down at the bar. He glanced up at his friend.

"I mean, Marilyn was great, at least during the early stages before she started to drink so damn much, but Rosa . . . Rosa is great to talk with, or just to sit quietly with. And sexually, Jesus! I mean we've had sex in my place, every room; in the backseat of the Volvo like teenagers; in the ladies room at a club . . ."

Laughing, Robert said, "Yeah I know about that one."

"Well we also had at it in her office and in a closet at the hospital, but you know about that too," he added sheepishly.

His friend took a sip and smiled knowingly, "I just bet people can smell all the strong, sexual activity went on in that broom closet. You just became a celebrity in the workplace. You'll see.

All the ladies will be congregating around your office, waiting to get a look, or even hoping for a date as soon as you return. The thing is . . . you will be going back. It's best to shrug the whole thing off. Don't worry about rumor or innuendo. Fuck it man, you took Rosa into a broom closet. How does that compare to what you did back in the Navy?"

That brought a smile to Dutch's face. "Yeah, well, those nurses were sex starved."

'You damn well made sure they went home with no hunger pangs," Robert laughed and held his empty glass up to catch the bartender's attention.

As if speaking to himself, Dutch continued. "I've asked Rosa not to wear a bra, you know? Jeez, her nipples are so . . ."

"You know Alice and I are looking forward to next Saturday."

Dutch slapped his forehead. "Jesus, I've forgotten all about her. How the hell is she coping with all that's happened? Here I'm acting like a miserable bastard, feeling sorry for myself. Shit, I got off light, what's poor Rosa thinking? She had to have been totally humiliated."

"Call her. Call her this minute," Robert said, his large black hand pushing some change toward his friend. Dutch scooped up the change, nodded his thanks and found the phone. He got a dial tone. 'Of course,' he thought why would she be home?' Trying again he dialed the office and Cynthia picked up.

"Sunshine Realty!" Her voice rang out with false sincerity.

"Cynthia, this is Dutch . . ."

"Ohhh, hi, I was just . . . thinking about you," she said and squeezed her thighs together. "Any chance you'll be in the neighborhood this afternoon?"

"Um, I've had some thoughts about you too, but right now I've got kind of an emergency. I need to talk with Rosa. Do you know . . . I mean, is she there?"

There was a pause as Cynthia wondered what was so important, but then she reacted quickly. "No, she's not here, but let me give you her cell phone number."

She answered on the fourth ring. "Hello?" Clearly this was not the woman he had grown to know and love.

"It's me," he said, trying to add brightness to his tone that he didn't feel.

"Oh," she said and her voice told him that she was happy to hear from him. "How are you?" She asked quickly, "I . . . I left in kind of a rush."

"I understand and can't say that I blame you. Now answer me this, are you okay?"

"I'm so sorry Dutch . . . I had no idea . . ."

"It's all right Rosa. Everything worked out."

"You didn't get fired?"

"No, Doctor Van Sciver is a friend of mine. He's probably a better friend than I deserve. He told the crowd to cool it and say nothing."

"He carries some weight at the hospital then?"

He laughed. "Some. He's Chief of Staff."

"Oh, my God! What kind of trouble are you in, Dutch?"

"He gave me a pair of his underwear and white slacks to wear."

"Shit, shit, shit!"

"All right, I'm on three days suspension. I'm still working, but no more fooling around at the hospital. Now are you okay?"

"No, no, no. I mean yes . . . all right, no more broom closets." And to his relief she giggled. "I'm fine. I had no inkling my period was coming on, but it does explain why I was acting like a nutcase."

They continued talking for a few more minutes, made a date for dinner and ended the call with relieved smiles on both faces. He returned to find Robert preparing to leave.

"Sorry Dutch, we have an engagement that really can't be avoided, but how is she?"

"She's fine Robert, thanks for asking."

"Hey, we're buddies; I'm supposed to worry about you and yours."

"Well, thanks . . ."

"You helped me out big time before my wedding. If there is anything we can do for either one of you just say the word."

"Thanks again, but we're going to be fine. In fact we'll be having dinner in an hour or so."

Robert clasped Dutch's hand in his. "That's great, just wonderful. Now, speaking of dinner, about Saturday night, Alice and I will understand if you two want to call it off . . . ."

Shaking his head negatively, Dutch responded, "I know, I know. It's just that I wonder if she's ready for it. I want to be careful. She means too much to me to screw this relationship up with a swinging session before she's been prepared."

"All right," Robert conceded, "I agree with you, we'll take it slow. I can keep Alice reined in if need be."

"Try," Dutch said, meaning it and not being sarcastic. "Now, let's see, I believe I owe you a scotch."

"Next time, Dutch, I really have to run."

"All right, I'll let you know about dinner and please give Alice a good fucking for me will ya?"

The big black man laughed heartedly and slapped him on the back, then walked out. Dutch followed about five minutes later.

At dinner they acted like young lover's sitting with a chaperone. Over a glass of Merlot, Dutch said, "We had a real scare today . . ." Her hand drifted into his lap and her finger lightly traced his member along its length.

"Hey, you're out of commission remember?"

She pursed her lips and looked at him through smoky lidded eyes. "You can put it up my ass if you want," she purred.

"Your place or mine," he said hoarsely.

Rosa gave his swollen cock a tender squeeze before answering. "My office, Kathy will be home."

"What about my place?"

"No good. I prefer the office. Look at what happened there the other day."

He pictured Cynthia nude astride him.

Reading his mind, she smiled and said, "She won't be there."

"Oh?"

"I've already called to check. She's gone home to her vibrator."

"You're cruel," he smiled and caressed her cheek.

"A girl's got to look out for her interests."

"I guess," he said and stood up, his erection obvious to anyone interested enough to look his way. 

At the office, Rosa called out "Anyone here?" Then checked the adjoining rooms before ushering Dutch inside. They were quite alone.

Rosa sat on the edge of her desk, licked her lower lip and asked, "Want to get laid, sailor?"

He laughed, "Take a gander at my dick," he said, "I'm up for it."

She looked and licked her lips again, "Ummm, so I see."

Dutch moved to her and caught Rosa off guard by stepping behind her.

"What?"

He placed both hands on her shoulders and massaged them for a moment before dropping them to her ass. As he'd suspected, she wore no underwear. He snuggled up against her luscious butt and pressed his stiff cock into her crevice. She spread her legs as far as her skirt would allow and placed her hands behind her, seeking to fondle his cock. Striving to remain calm and in control, Dutch rubbed his hardon against her palms.




The Engagement Ch. 05



"Better raise your skirt, baby."

Rosa's hands went to her hem and tugged it up. Dutch stepped back and while staring at her marvelous butt, slowly started to work on undoing his zipper. Rosa's skirt was hung up around her waist and he took in the taunt muscles of her ass.

Rosa loved this kind of sex play. She was so hot she couldn't believe it. Her pussy was positively drooling, but she'd hung an out of order sign on it mentally and meant to keep it that way.

Her nipples were painful, swollen and in need of attention. She heard his slacks rustle as they fell to the floor.

"Kneel down, please," his voice sounded gruff and she quickly bent her knees and sank down. Her face was now level with his thick member. She wanted to reach out and pull his cock closer, she wanted more than anything at the moment to suck the life out of him. She could smell his arousal and found herself very close to coming just from his proximity.

Dutch began rubbing his hardon against her cheeks and lips and forehead. She was shaking, trying to capture him in her mouth. And when he pushed his cock against her lips, she gulped him in her mouth and choked from his swollen size. Rosa pulled her face away and coughed a few times, holding her hand up as if calling for a temporary halt to the proceedings. Dutch waited patiently.

When she indicated she was ready to continue he held himself out to her mouth and said, "No hands, just suck it for a while."

"I'm so sorry about this afternoon," she whispered, I just want the chance to make it up to you."

"Uh-huh," he nodded slowly as she pressed her lips to his come-streaked head.

Rosa closed her mouth around the head, massaging the shaft with her fingers to pump out the first vestiges of precum. These she quickly slurped up and then kissed her way down the shaft.

"You know I love this cock of yours," she said, her voice slurred with desire then swathed it with her saliva. "Ummm, yeah, tastes so sweet and when I do this . . ." her tongue laved around the lower portion of his cock's crown.

"AHHH!" He groaned with pleasure.

"Oh, yeah," (suck - suck) "tastes sooo good."

And she meant it, too, he sensed she was incredibly hot, and debated whether to come in her mouth or put it up her rearend as she'd asked. His hands went to her hair, massaging her scalp as she sucked. His prick was coated with her saliva and he gloried in the heat of her mouth on him. He visualized her tongue as a snake, laving the knob of his dick.

For her part, Rosa hoped she wasn't slobbering too much on him as she slid back and forth without using her hands. She was at the point where his thick member was thrusting against the very back of her throat. And his hands in her hair pulled her mouth faster along his slick prick.

"Oh yeah, baby! Lick my balls," he moaned passionately as his cock quivered under Rosa's talented tongue as she licked his twin sacks. For variety sake she grabbed some of his pubic hair with her lips and pulled. 

Dutch couldn't take any more of the teasing and grabbing his member rubbed it back and forth against her face. Rosa's face was slick with the saliva from his cock when he guided her lips back to it and she swallowed him whole. Gradually she eased him out until her lips were only sealed halfway down his length. 

Rosa made eye contact with him again. Dutch could swear she was smiling, wickedly, as she slowly drew her lips back along the length of his prick. Once her lips came to the crown of his dick, she opened them wide again and thrust her head forward, taking him deeper. Dutch lolled his head back and groaned as she sucked back along his length again.

When Rosa pulled back again, she let his entire saliva-coated prick spring free of her grasping lips. She kissed the tip of his penis and then began planting kisses down the entire length of the underside. Then her head was bobbing back and forth in earnest, concentrating on making him come. 

Rosa's eyes were closed as she sucked back until just the head of his cock was in her mouth, then her lips parted ever so slightly and she thrust her head forward until he was more than halfway in her mouth. When she stopped moving forward she would clamp her lips about his shaft and repeat the motion. As she rocked back and forth, sucking his cock, her generous breasts swayed from side to side in time with the rhythmic motion of her mouth.

Suddenly Rosa tilted her head to the side and ran her tongue along the underside of his massive prick. Dutch was compelled to draw in air through his clenched teeth as she deftly nipped at the underside of the crown and then quickly wrapped her lips around the tip.

He felt himself erupting; put his hands on the top of her head. He sensed her gag reflex kick in as she deep throated him he willed himself to be still. As he flexed his cock in her throat he felt her throat flex back. Her lips remained tightly sealed around the base of his cock as they both sank to the floor. For the first time in his life Dutch lost track of time during sex.

When he was aware of his surroundings again, Rosa was sitting alongside him, running a hand through his hair and murmuring sweet nothings into his ear. He skirt was still bunched up around her waist and her hair was mussed.

"My turn," she said and laughed wickedly. He laughed raunchily with her and she was pleased to see he was still hard.

"Lean over your desk, with your ass facing me," he said his voice strained.

Rosa moved cat-like, her skirt still caught up around her waist. He moved behind her and sank to his knees. Rosa groaned in anticipation as he spread her knees apart. Dutch let a groan slip from his throat as he looked at the forest of black pubic hair covering her lower cunt right up between her ass and around her asshole. Visible only to a very discerning eye was the string of her Tampax.

Slowly he spread her cheeks apart and tongued her until he had a furrow of hair on either side of his tongue. Her cunt was slick with her juices, there was also a musty, iodine like odor hanging in the air which he found he was partial too. And he dug his tongue into her until he touched the inserted tube.

Rosa couldn't help but tense up and when he inserted a thick finger up her ass she lost control and panted, "I'm lubed up already. I wanted you in my ass since I left the ladies room at the hospital."

"Nice trick," he whispered in her ear. "I kind of like it." And then bit her on the ass.

Already highly excited, she let loose with a high pitched scream of shock and pain. Then she was swept away in the throes of a powerful orgasm as his tongue licked her asshole for the first time. Spreading her cheeks apart with his thumbs, he thrust his tongue in and then out of her ass causing Rosa to whimper quietly as she came again.

Fighting to maintain her composure she tried to speak forcefully, but failed as the orgasm proved too strong to resist. She let it run its course and then pleaded with him to fuck her.

"Where?" He asked.

"My ass, Christ I need it in my ass!"

Dutch wasted no time burying his cock in her. The initial penetration wasn't much and he pulled it out and slapped her ass with his cock.

"Open it for me Rosa," he said softly and she couldn't get her hands back there fast enough;

he placed his prick at her opening and she clenched her asshole trying to capture him. Seeing this, Dutch didn't hesitate, but forced the head into her.

There was a soft sucking sound and she moaned, "Oh yeah, fuck my ass!"

Rosa went wild. The excitement in craving his meaty cock in her rectum nearly overwhelmed her.

"More! Gimme more of that salami!" she wailed, already impatient for another powerful release.

It was not his intention to tease her, but he withdrew and was met with a series of curses from Rosa who needed his cock desperately. Her entire being was throbbing with need. She wanted more, had to have more - and then he was inside her once again - moving powerfully into her, meeting little resistance. She quivered with excitement.

He backed up, then plunged into her and felt her sphincter tightened against the very base of his prick and he was off, fucking her like a man gone crazy.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!"

She woofed with each vigorous shove of his cock.

"Yes! Yes! Fuck me! Fuck MEEEEE!"

Rosa was coming and screaming as he continued pounding into her. He ignored the impending cramps in his legs and kept fucking her. His legs gave out, but he was unrelenting in his repeated lunging as he was forced to lie on top of her; her legs stretched out over the desk's edge and when he felt her ass cheeks clench, they came together, rolling off the desk in their maddening lust for one another.

After reassuring one another they were all right, Rosa kissed him and after finding her voice, said

"Now that was fucking good."

"It sure was good. Let's get the hell out of here, I need a drink."

And as they drove to the National Sports Grill on Orangethorpe Avenue, he realized she had taught him something about women he hadn't thought of before. 

He had always been puzzled by those times when a woman said "no." Now he realized that women prefer the man to be assertive; and then if they said no, it really meant no, and that if they said yes, or nothing he was free to try or suggest anything, anything at all. If he were not assertive then a series of mixed signals about proceeding or stopping would ensue.

***

7:00 P.M. Kathy took the phone number from her purse. The woman's name was Martha Bain and Kathy had been thinking about her daily ever since the encounter in the school restroom. She and Peggy had gotten worked up earlier that afternoon, but Peggy's mother, Ann had come home early and interrupted them. Now her pussy seemed to be boiling over. The woman had told her to call after eight. It was three minutes after now. Kathy picked up the phone and dialed.

"Hello?" It was a woman's voice.

"Martha?"

"Yes, would this by any chance be Kathy?"

"Uh huh."

"I'm pleased you called. I've thought about you."

"Me too."

"Would you be interested in getting together?"

"Yes, I would like too."

"Do you have a car?"

"No . . . not that I can use anyway."

"I don't want to scare you, but I know where you live. Why not walk two blocks over to Norstrum Avenue and I'll pick you up?"

"Sounds good, how soon?"

Martha laughed, "My, we are horny aren't we?"

"I guess . . ." Kathy said lamely.

"Well darling I want you every bit as much as you want me. I'll be driving a tan Dodge van. I can be there in ten minutes. Is that too soon?"

"No, it's just right. I'm leaving now."

Martha put as much lewdness into her tone as she could and said, "I can't wait to lick the honey from between those legs, Kathy. Love ya."

Kathy looked around the house. Her mother was out with Dutch, but in case she was out longer than she thought she left a short note for Rosa, and hurried out the door.

True to her word, Martha was waiting for Kathy, rap-music playing softly on the radio. Kathy hopped inside the van and looked at the older woman.

"You know Kathy, when I came into the restroom I could actually smell your sexuality."

Kathy glanced down at her hands, but said nothing. The age difference was causing her to defer to Martha, at least for now.

I was already aroused. Maybe later I'll tell you why, but I'll tell you this now I don't know what possessed me to open the door on you. But when I did I was . . . almost overcome by the attraction to you. I think you felt something like that for me too. Did you?"

"I . . . well, I was masturbating and at first I was shocked, you know, that having been caught . . . well all those things ran through my mind: expulsion, derision, parental knowledge, that kind of stuff. So imagine my relief when you kissed me.

"So," Martha said, "have you ever been with a woman before?"

"A woman no, but I have a girlfriend my age. We . . . do things."

Martha turned into a wooded lane. It was a very secluded area east of La Habra, a large green belt separated them from the nearest commercial buildings about a half mile away.

Kathy closed her eyes in anticipation. She could feel Martha's warm nervous breath against her face. She found herself tilting her head to one side, almost instinctively as Martha brushed her hair out of the way before tilting her head the opposite way. Both women shut out all the extraneous sounds around them except for the soft noises of their mutually uneven breathing.

"I . . . I'm not sure that we should . . .someone might come along and catch us," Kathy whispered nervously, opening her eyes just a little to look into Martha's for reassurance, but found her finger placed gently upon her lips.

"Shhh . . . " she whispered, "It's alright, we're safe here." 

"You . . . you've been here before?"

"Yes and no one's ever come by."

Kathy closed my eyes for the second time and heard the sound of Martha wetting her own full soft lips, just before pressing her lips tightly against Kathy's.

When Martha pulled back ever so slightly Kathy felt a certain sense of loss as their lips parted, and sighed contentedly when the touch returned and was followed by the tip of Martha's tongue brushing a gentle path over her lips for the briefest moment.

The woman's tongue sent an electric charge from Kathy's mouth to her clit, and she actually jerked back in surprise. Martha smiled lovingly down at her and they kissed again. Kathy thought it felt so good that she leaned back in a much more submissive posture, inviting Martha to take things further.

Martha ran her fingers gently through Kathy's soft hair as Kathy's tongue became active, licking and fencing with Martha's. The woman's other hand roamed slowly down Kathy's spine, applying a gentle but pleasurable pressure that brought chills to Kathy as they continued the kiss.

As the pleasure built inside Kathy, she took twin handfuls of Martha's hair and pressed her young lips tighter against the older woman's while both tongues dueled lovingly. Holding one another close, their hands explored each other's bodies. Martha squeezing Kathy's bottom even as her tongue licked along Kathy's gums.

Kathy was lightly squeezing Martha's left breast, and caused the woman to moan with pleasure. The teen felt her nipples harden as Martha rubbed her chest against hers. Soon Martha's hands were under Kathy's blouse. Kathy reflected on how warm her hands were and clenched her thighs tightly together in anticipation of what was coming.

Martha's palms rested on the underside of Kathy's breasts and the teen shivered with the touch of Martha's fingertips on her perky rubied nipples. At almost the same time, their tongues reluctantly slid from each other's mouths, only to dart back and forth, barely making contact 

With the very tips of their tongues, exulting in the pure sensations they caused.

Their sexual appetites grew and this time it was Kathy who took the initiative, as her smallish hands caressed Martha's tennis muscled thighs and gave her knee a gentle squeeze.

"That's nice," whispered Martha, as she glanced in the rearview mirror ensuring no one was approaching.

"And so are your legs," Kathy giggled and blushed just as Martha leaned in to kiss her again.

Martha moved Kathy's hair to one side, revealing her ear. Then she ran her tongue across and into her ear. The teen gasped at this sensation and dug her fingers into Martha's thigh. Martha's tongue continued on its mission, licking a trail along her neck and suddenly switching to little sucking kisses that led a path back to Kathy's waiting open mouth. 

And as Kathy sighed contentedly, Martha squeezed her right nipple between her fingers.

"OH!" Kathy gasped, loving the sensation of the others hands upon her tit. 

"Don't stop that!"

"You have such nice ripe nipples. Has anyone ever sucked on them?"

"Ummm . . ."

"I understand you and your friend have fooled around some in that area, eh?"

" . . . yeah," she gasped trying to catch her breath. For the touch was causing her pussy to clench. Kathy could swear she felt her clitoris rubbing against her panties and realized she was very close to coming hard.

"Might be coming . . ." she panted.

"Well," Martha laughed, "It doesn't take much to get you off does it?

Kathy giggled, "Don't you want me too?"

"Oh, yeah. Very much so. Over and over, and over, in fact."

Kathy was wriggling out of her blouse as Martha unhooked her bra allowing Kathy's generous breasts to spill out into the open. 

"Beautiful," Martha said with great admiration. Kathy's youthful breasts stood straight out, topped by small, hardened ruby red nipples that to Martha were more captivating than hers could ever be. Martha playfully nipped at them as Kathy squirmed under her.

"Let's see yours," Kathy whispered.

Martha pulled her sweater over her head, brushed her hair back into place and unhooked and removed her bra, tossing it over the front seat of the van.

"You're very nice yourself, Kathy whispered again and ran her finger in a circle around Martha's aureole. 

"Kiss them for me," Martha said and was surprised at how quickly Kathy's head darted down and engulfed her left nipple. Martha began to squirm under Kathy's expert ministrations and forced herself to lie back against the seat and let the young girl do her thing.

"Oh, Kathy, I want you so!" Martha groaned and dug her hands into the young girl's hair. But the sensations of Kathy's sucking and chewing on her nipple prevented Martha from even moving a finger. Minutes passed before Kathy finished paying homage to both nipples and by that time Martha was able to respond of her own accord and let her hand wander across Kathy's stomach, searching for the zipper that held her slacks up, finding it and pulling it down and eased them off. Kathy wore a pair of cotton panties that did not deter Martha's hand one iota. She could feel the light thatch of pubic hair adorning Kathy's mons.

"Is this to your liking?"

Gasping for breath, Kathy managed a weak, "yes."

Martha reached out with her free hand and pulled Kathy's mouth onto hers, sliding her tongue forcefully into the girls eager mouth. At the same time a long, well manicured finger on her other hand slithered along Kathy's labia and induced the orgasm that had been laying in wait.

"OH! I . . . I . . . OHHHHH!"

Martha quickly moved her head downward and applied her mouth to Kathy's moist cunt.

The teen exploded in a series of rapid orgasms and lost control of her body as it jerked and writhed as if on puppet strings.

When Kathy recovered her senses, Martha lay nude next to her. 

"That was wonderful," Kathy said, her voice was husky and her eyes heavy lidded with lust.

"She propped herself up on her elbows and admired Martha's naked form. "You have such a lovely body Martha."

"Not anywhere as nice as yours lamb chop."

"You say the nicest things . . . and all the time."

Martha moved her leg to the side affording Kathy a clear view of her pussy. The teen needed no further inducement and made her way down Martha's parted leg, and up the other as Martha trembled with ecstasy.

"Ready or not here you come," she giggled at her joke, then ran the tip of her tongue along Martha's inner thigh. Just before closing her mouth over Martha's cunt she reached up and grasped Martha's right nipple and twisted it hard.

The older woman groaned, first at the sudden pain, then at the exquisite sensation following, but before Martha could adequately relate to the sensations Kathy's tongue delved into her steaming snatch and sent Martha racing into her orgasm.

"MY GOD! OH MYGOD!" Burst from her lips before she was transported into a nether world of ecstasy.

Kathy was relentless, carefully poking and prodding at the woman's wide-open hole. Ignoring or reveling in the other woman's shuddering, quivering body. Kathy opened her eyes and saw Martha's swollen clit emerge from its hiding place. Lightning like, she flicked her tongue over it, and then gave it a huge suck. 




The Engagement Ch. 05



Martha screamed at the top of her lungs and climaxed again. This time the juices spurted from her cunt and covered Kathy's chin and nose. Kathy unnerved by the screams deserted her cunt and kissed her on the mouth, partly in lust and partly to absorb the noise of her screams. The kiss continued as they clenched arms around each other until Martha's violent climax abated.

"Martha?"

"Yes, Kathy?"

"Are you married?"

"Yes, I am."

"Why are you here with me?"

"It's along story," she replied, her hand caressing Kathy's breast. "Suffice it to say the love . . . any love that there was between us, well it dissolved over the years."

Martha began to cry. Kathy wiped the tears away as they fell and Martha was moved by her tenderness. "You're so sweet . . ."

"Why were you at school the other day?" Kathy sensed a mystery here and aimed to solve it.

"You have an inquiring mind I see," Martha said and sniffed, she had stopped crying. "I was called in by the principal. My daughter . . . Marlene has been cutting class and . . . I learned she's been acting like a little slut, fornicating with a group of boys, doing drugs and making porno movies. 

I had just watched a film with her in it when I rushed to the ladies room. I thought I was going to throw up, but when I got inside I smelled you and . . . you know the rest of the story."

"I have to be getting home, Martha," she said cautiously, testing the other woman's resolve.

Martha immediately agreed and they got dressed. They checked one another to make sure they could pass a casual inspection and then Martha started the vans engine.

"So what have you done about your daughter? Kathy knew Marlene in passing, a pretty, petite blonde with a great ass and small perky tits. 'Boy crazy,' she thought, 'really bonkers over their cocks.'

"She's grounded, possibly forever," and she laughed at the thought of what she's said. "No, no forever, but I haven't told her father and that has helped some. I mean, she's behaving herself and might even regret her actions. 

She's so young. Her whole future is ahead of her. The films been confiscated, destroyed even, so her record isn't blemished. But I don't know what to do with her. If she starts up again . . ."

"Maybe I can talk some sense into her," Kathy offered.

"Would you do that?"

"I can try. She knows I'm a virgin."

Martha laughed at that. "Not quite," she said kindly and touched Kathy's face with her fingertips.

"You know what I mean. No one knows about Peggy and me . . . oops . . ."

"Your secret's safe with me. Tell me, will I see you again?"

"Why not? I loved being with you tonight. I wish it would never end, but . . ."

"But is right, I have to get home too. I want you to know that you've made me a happy woman and a very satisfied one too. I can't count the number of times I got off."

"Me neither," Kathy grinned and at the same time Martha put the van in gear and eventually dropped Kathy off several blocks from home. She was home an hour before Rosa came home.



The Engagement Ch. 06



Dutch & Mom Again & Kathy, Peggy and Mrs. Bain

Dutch felt it would be a mistake, but Rosa had insisted he bring her mother dinner since she was trying to clean her house and run the bar simultaneously. Rosa couldn't manage it since she had to meet a client and show a house to him and his wife. They were in town for one day and she didn't dare lose them to another agent.

He parked his Volvo, kicked the passenger door and delivered Mom's meal.

"How much time do we have?" she'd asked as he set foot inside her beach house.

Not thinking quickly enough he'd replied, "I've got a couple hours before Rosa gets back, why?"

"Dutch, I gotta tell ya, I've been so horny the last couple days thinking about you and that fat salami of yours. I want that salami stuffed up my hole as far as you can."

"Jesus, Sue . . ." Dutch looked around the room for a route out, he was stunned at this turn of events, "We did it once, but now I'm involved with Rosa . . ."

"I know, I know," Sue said, even as her hand lightly massaged her cunt through the blue teddy she wore. "But all Rosa talks about is how you wear her out with that big cock of yours. And I had you first. It's not like I'm accusing her of stealing you from me, but she's my daughter and loves me too. She won't mind sharing your cock with me once in a while."

That said, she pulled the teddy up over her hips. She was naked beneath it. Dutch's cock sprang to attention and Sue saw it and smiled lewdly at him. Dutch made his mind up, and told Sue, "I remember the first time I sank my prick into you."

"Oh?"

"It was love at first come. And if Rosa hadn't come home and fucked me right next to you we'd probably still be fucking on a daily basis."

"Quite the romantic aren't you?" She laughed and raising her foot onto a chair, began to finger herself. "You still can fuck me every day if you want."

"You know I can't do that, Sue. I really do love Rosa. We're very happy together."

"Gonna fuck me now?"

He smiled at her and began to unzip his fly. "Sure, why not?"

"Wonderful! You know I'm really glad the two of you are getting along. You can really help with my grand daughter. She's at the point in her life where she really needs a father figure. Promise me you'll be good to her and my daughter?"

"I promise, but you know, it's kinda weird making me promise something like that just before we start fucking like rabbits."

"It's the best time a woman can get a man to promise something," she said playing with her right tit.

"I guess you're right, works almost the same with women."

"Oh, how's that?"

"With women you get them to promise anything just before they start to come."

They sat down on the couch, and although still toying with her nipple, she reached out to grasp his cock.

Sue laughed, "Damned if you're not right about that. I'd forgotten all about the way my bastard of a husband manipulated me that way. He had a handsome cock too. But he was a real prick."

She beckoned to him. "Just put it inside me. I want to feel it." Sue wriggled onto his lap and his cock eased deeply into her cunt. A moment later they were swapping spit and Sue was rubbing her big "D" tits against his face. She grunted and shifted her rear, causing him to gain even deeper penetration. Dutch cupped her left tit and pinched her fat, rigid nipple. She groaned and told him to get naked.

He stood up and his cock pointed at the ceiling while he complied with a wide grin. Sue was thrusting three fingers into her wide open gash. Dutch said, "God Mom, I can see now that Rosa gets her sluttish ways from you."

"Hey, are you calling my Rosa a slut?"

"I'm calling the both of you sluts," he laughed then lightly slapped her across the face with his erection. They both laughed, and after trying to capture his bobbing prick in her mouth without success, she reached out grabbed his hips and pulled him to her face. Sue caught the very tip of his cock on the flat part of her tongue, lifted it up and with her eyes locked on his, drew the head of his prick deeper into her mouth. He sighed contentedly and she took him in hand and jerked him off while sucking hard on his cockhead.

"Nice, Mom, nice," he crooned.

Sue promptly deep throated him, swallowing his long, thick cock right to its base. He was ready to come, but she had anticipated this and removing him from her mouth, slapped his cock hard and Dutch forgot about coming as she resumed her fellating.

She suddenly stopped and said, "Enough of this I need this salami back in my pussy now!"

He laughed.

"Want me on my back or my knees?"

Dutch glanced at his rigid prick and the copious amount of her saliva just dripping from it. "Get on your back," he all but grunted.

She threw one leg up over the back of the couch and the other dropped to the floor of its own accord. Dutch was moved to taste her and ran his tongue over and into her very wet pussy.

Using both hands he spread her wide apart and marveled at the various shades of pink within her cunt. He started licking her asshole, causing her to shudder and moan. Then his mouth was moving, sucking and licking over her thicken labia to her prominent clit. He blew on it and Sue, in a quavering voice told him she was coming.

He adjusted position and drove his prick so deep they were belly to belly. Sue grunted with each thrust and screamed her pleasure as he leaned forward and seized a huge nipple in his mouth and sucked and chewed on it until she pleaded for him to switch sides. He did and she came.

"OH!"

"YES!"

"GIVE IT TO ME!"

Gripping the cheeks of her ass in both hands he raised her up and gasped, "Gonna fill you up with my cum!"

She bit into his shoulder and came hard.

"OH!"

"OH!"

"OH!"

"Coming baby?"

YES! Keep fuckin' me lover! Keep on fuckin'!"

Dutch felt himself stiffen, "Here it comes!"

"OH YES!"

He groaned and spasmed, "Ahhh, here it comes you beautiful slut! Here it comes!"

He poured his seed into her as she continued coming for the longest time in her memory.

Afterward she turned to him and kissed him. "Tell me something loverman, how does my Rosa manage to handle that monster of yours?"

"Just like you do. I give it to her just about every day."

"Jesus, have mercy," Mom said awed.

"And she likes it in her ass too."

"My God!" Mom said picturing the two of them rutting.

They rested for a time, and then he prodded Sue to get on her knees. When she was ready he rubbed his cockhead up and down her drooling cuntal lips.

"Gonna give me some more of that love sausage, Dutch?"

He ignored her; instead he grasped her pendulous tits and pulled on her nipples as if milking a cow. He felt himself growing hard and kissed Sue's neck.

That's nice. I like that," she purred.

He gently caressed her buttocks and marveled at how well it looked despite her age. She shuddered at the first touch of his cock at her entrance and he smiled as he watched the thick member ease silently into her. The heat emanating from her pussy astounded him, but after two or three thrusts he got a different idea.

"Gonna show you how and why Rosa likes it up her ass."

"Oh no Dutch! God no! Dutch. That will hurt too much!" But her actions denied her protests as she wriggled her body against his.

His finger sank into her asshole and his cock drilled deeper into her. She trembled and came. He added another finger and she continued to come. He worked the fingers around and around, stretching her asshole a little. He lubed his fingers with her juices and shoved three of them up her rectum and she bellowed in both pain and pleasure as she enjoyed yet another climax.

By this point he was jamming the fingers into in time to his fucking of her cunt. Sue was helpless against him. She knew what was coming but in the throes of consecutive orgasms, was powerless to stop him in fact, she had reached the point that she now craved it.

As her multiple orgasms raged on she let herself go and cried out, "Oh God, fuck me! Harder baby! Fuck me harder!"

Dutch denied her any further pleasure, pulling his cock from her gushy cunt and prying his fingers from her tightly constricted anus and waiting until she protested both losses, drove his tongue into her ass.

She squealed and groaned. "YES, FUCK MY ASS!"

Finished tonguing her, he laced his throbbing prick at her puckered rim and shoved hard.

"Baby that hurts! Please go slower," she begged.

Dutch reached under her belly, found her foaming cuntal lips and located her swollen clit. It was like a small hard prick. He rubbed it and Sue relaxed her anal muscles allowing him to sink another inch into her ass. Her ass clamped down on him then and he felt pain from the pressure. Hoping to relax her further, he ran his fingers in and out of her love juice until Sue began another climax. As she relaxed he began a series of long, steady stokes and while still extremely tight, he was able to continue fucking her without Sue clamping down on him.

Partly as a reward for relaxing, partly because he felt mischievous, he rubbed her cunt juices over her breasts and finally stuck them in her mouth for her to suck.

He waited patiently for her to cum again and when she had, he pulled out of her ass and reinserted himself in her sodden twat and began fucking her as hard as he could. Sue maintained a continuous climax and suddenly she passed out. He kept on fucking her until he came and afterward wished he'd taken some Viagra to keep him hard, for he wanted to keep fucking.

"Ah well," he thought, "the spirit's willing ..." 

He lay next to her watching his sperm seeping from her cunt until she revived and kissed him on the mouth.

"I liked having you up my ass," she whispered as she sat up and held her pendulous tits in her hands. "But that monster of yours has me so sore I won't be able to sit down for a week."

"Sorry 'bout that," he said kissing her nipples.

"Don't be sorry, I loved it. You can stuff that big thing up there anytime. Do you know I came so many times I passed out?"

"Yeah, I noticed that," he said and they laughed.

"You're quite the motherfucker," Sue giggled and he opened up to her.

"I'm a motherfucker alright. " His eyes glistened with tears. "You know, my mother had the longest nipples."

"Really, did you give her some of that salami of yours?" She asked and lay back, spreading her legs apart, providing a great view of her well fucked gash.

He shrugged and said, "I did. One night I woke up to take a piss and heard noises coming from her room. My old man wasn't home so I got curious. My brother was in bed with her, pumping away."

"That must have come as a surprise,' Sue said tenderly as her fingers nestled in his hair.

"Well, my Dad just wasn't interested in sex after he reached the age of fifty, so when I peeked into the room and saw my brother with his head between her big tits and fingering her pussy, I could hardly wait for my turn."

"Did you join them?"

"No, I waited a couple years. I was a freshman in college before it happened with us."

"Tell me how it happened," Sue said, her eyes were sparkling with excitement.

"Okay. I got home from school. She was in bed and called me into the room to talk. We did talk, but eventually my head was against her boobs and she shook one loose and I began sucking on it. 

It wasn't long before she was jilling off while I chewed and sucked her nipples. When she was primed up she pulled my head down to her snatch and I tasted pussy for the very first time. She told me I was good at following directions after her orgasm. The next night she grabbed my cock and told me to put it in her and that mine was bigger than both my father and brothers."

"Now I'll tell you something about Rosa," Mom said. "Her father started fooling with her while I was working at the bar. She told me what he'd been doing to her after I caught him fucking her. I nearly killed him. I threw the bastard out and got me a divorce. I also got the bar and a good deal of his money since I threatened him with jail time if he didn't provide for us."

They said goodbye and he drove home. Rosa was still out with her clients; he plopped down into a large easy chair and turned on the television. He recalled it was opening day for the Padres who were playing the Rockies, but the game was being played in Monterrey, Mexico.

Ashby was pitching against Darryl Kile. Dutch caught the remainder of the game. Denver's Mexican hero, Vinny Castilla had four hits, leading the Rockies to an 8 - 2 win. Dante Bichette homered for Denver and Ashby took the loss. Dutch had had three beers, and now he was so fucked out he could hardly move.

He grimaced again and gingerly touched his testes. 'Jesus,' he thought, 'even my balls are sore from pounding the old lady's pussy and ass. Still, he was somewhat shaken by the news that one of his boyhood heroes, Early Wynn, had died in Florida,' he'd been 79.

"Jesus," he said aloud, "I must be getting old. All those guys are dropping off like flies." He reflected on Early Wynn: "Every hitter is the enemy," he used to say. He pitched for a long time, 23, maybe 24 years. He won 300 games. 'Yeah,' he thought, 'exactly 300.' 

"Ah shit, he had a good life. I hope mine turns out to be as memorable as his, making the Hall of Fame and all."

He dozed off thinking of other past glories of baseball history. He was still sleeping when Rosa came home with her girlfriend Maria. They were slightly drunk and feeling frisky.

"Looka him," Maria said, slurring her words, 

"It's what, ten-thirty?"

"More like eleven-thirty," Rosa giggled, but refused to say anything against her guy. "Want a drink?"

"Uh, yes, thanks."

Rosa got Maria a beer.

"Rosa?"

"Yes?" 

"Remember all the things we wanted to talk about and do as kids."

"Oh yeah, we had dreams . . ."

"I still have dreams Maria."

"Me too, but they . . . they seem to be fading away on me."

Placing her arm around her friend, Rosa said, "Don't feel bad, baby, things will be looking up for you soon. Look at me, I finally found someone who's worth a damn."

Maria smiled. "Is it true he's hung like a stallion?" Her hand drifted languidly along her thigh.

"No, but he's plenty big. What's more he knows how to use it; and his tongue . . ." She let the words hang in the air, 'Let her figure it out for herself,' she thought.

"I'm gonna make it on my own too," Maria said and drained the rest of her beer. Rosa got her another beer, and opened one for herself.

They drank in silence for a while.

"Did I ever tell you how attractive you are?" Maria asked.

"Oh, come on," Rosa said, but thought, 'I'm not usually attracted to another woman, what's going on?'

"I wish I were as beautiful as you," Maria whispered, as Rosa smoothed her dress wondering where this conversation was taking them.

"What's with you, Maria? Don't be silly, you're a beautiful woman in your own right. I've watched men look at you. They sneak glances at your ass and tits all the time. Don't tell me you haven't noticed."

"They only want one thing from me," she said plainly feeling sorry for herself.

Feeling obliged to counter that statement, Rosa opined, "You don't know that."

A sly grin formed on Maria's face. She pointed at Dutch as he slept in the chair several feet away.

"What's he like in the sack?"

Rosa laughed and took a sip of her beer. She decided to be truthful. "He's the greatest lay I've ever had or even heard of."

"He makes you come?"

"Every time; and more than once, more like 5 or 10 times before we're finished."

"No!"

"Yes!"

"Do you have a man in your life now, Maria?"

She frowned, then swallowed a mouthful of beer before answering. "No, not right now I don't."

"What about that guy with the 10 incher?"

"Him? That bastard he never shows up for his date on time. Sometimes he's too stoned, others he's only good for a quickie. He can take his big dick and shove it up a monkey for all I care."

They both began laughing only to fall quiet when Maria's arm went around Rosa's shoulder. Rosa glanced at Dutch, he was snoring lightly, apparently lost in a dream. She wondered what he was dreaming about, but was shaken from her reverie when Maria asked her a question.

"Is it wrong for a woman to be . . . attracted to another woman?" 

"Wrong? No, I don't think so, why?"

Maria ignored her question and followed with another. "Would that make her a lesbian?" 

"A lesbian prefers women to men as a rule. Where are we going with this? Rosa asked and glanced at her friends hand on her shoulder.

Maria appeared to blush and suddenly stood up. "Umm, sorry I need to use the . . . gotta pee." She turned away and walked brusquely down the hallway and closed the bathroom door behind her.

While Rosa wondered where this was leading, Maria sat on the toilet waiting for her bladder to function. When she finished pissing she wiped herself with several sheets of toilet paper and shuddered at the marvelous thrill the touch sent into her belly.

'I better not, she might hear me,' Maria thought, but her finger was already lightly gliding up and down her slit. She grunted softly and spread her thighs a little wider and using her right hand parted the opening of her pussy so the middle finger of her left hand could penetrate her like a miniature prick. 

As her juices accumulated she quit this procedure and took on another. Pressing her thumbs together above her sparsely covered mound she pushed downward, all the while trying to visualize Rosa's body. Maria's clitoris was now standing out from its normal hooded hiding place and her labia remained open from her fingers earlier work. Feverously she moved her thumbs up and down as desire filled her being. She thought of nothing but Rosa . . . Rosa with legs spread apart inviting her kiss; Rosa returning her kisses, with just as much passion as she now felt for Rosa . . .

Grunting with the pleasure of it all, she slid to the front edge of the toilet seat, tugged her black silk panties off her legs and spread her knees yet further apart. Her thigh muscles tensed and relaxed, tensed and relaxed. Her flexing thumbs milked her nub of hot flesh, drawing wave after wave of singular gratification.

'Won't be long before I cum,' she told herself and inserted a finger, then two working them in and out, trying to hurry her agonized need for a thrilling climax.

'What the hell's keeping her,' Rosa mused as she opened another beer and studied Dutch as he slept. His mouth was open and he was snoring, but not loudly. He made her smile and the thought occurred to her that if Maria were not here she might have knelt in front of him and given him a nice, sloppy blowjob. For a few seconds she rhapsodized over his cock; its taste, its texture and the force of his ejaculate blasting into her throat. Then she remembered Maria and after tracing her footsteps down the hallway she stood poised to knock on the door to ask if Maria were alright.

On the toilet, Maria's fingers were moving rapidly around inside her pussy. She began to utter a kind of mewing sound. One hand was now gripping the top of her pussy, twisting and sliding against her erect button. She sensed the heat searing through her as her ass bounced on the toilet rim. Her other hand joined the first - rubbing at her well lubricated inner labia while teasing her clit. White hot lightning bolts riddled her belly

"Maria?"

No answer. A worried Rosa hesitated a moment, then opened the door and saw Maria with her mouth hanging open with a grimacing semblance of a smile. Her head tossed from side to side; her eyes were shut tight and she had three fingers buried to the second knuckle in her cunt while her left hand massaged a breast.

"Oh! Excuse me!" Rosa blurted, embarrassed at having barged in, but nonetheless fascinated by the scene.




The Engagement Ch. 06



Maria opened her eyes; they were dulled with sensual pleasure. Slowly she tried to cover herself.

"Don't stop. Finish what you started," Rosa said and felt her loins heating up.

Maria's hands resumed their clawing. Rosa entered the room, and sat on the edge of the tub next to Maria. Her hands went to Maria's face, pushed back a strand of hair.

Maria continued fingering herself with one hand and with a grateful expression reached out to Rosa's right breast squeezed it lightly. Rosa didn't realize she was moaning as her full attention was directed upon her friend's cunt and the fingers plunging in and out.

Maria started to come and gave herself to the climax, letting go of Rosa's breast to cup her mons with both hands as if to quell the shaking and trembling of her body.

When her orgasm subsided she gazed up at Rosa and said, "If you want I'll go down on you right now."

Rosa sighed and leaned forward to kiss her friend. Maria's tongue darted into her mouth. A surprised Rosa found herself licking the corners of Maria's mouth as her friend's tongue explored her teeth and gums. Then Rosa suddenly pulled away.

"We can't!" She blurted out.

"Sure we can . . . why not?"

"It's not that I don't want to . . ."

"Then why not?"

"It's . . . I just don't feel right about it. I mean . . . with Dutch in the next room and all . . . I don't know what I'd do if he caught us. I love him and don't want to chance losing him just because we got heated up. We've been friends a long time Maria and . . . we'll always be friends, and maybe someday we'll make love, but not tonight. No, not tonight. Now please fix yourself up and go home. I'll call you tomorrow.

"You'll never call me," she pouted as she reached down and pulled up her black panties.

"You're my best friend; of course I'll call you."

Smoothing her skirt, Maria smiled and said, "You will?"

"Of course I will. I'll call you tomorrow after work."

Maria fixed her makeup, then kissed Rosa goodnight and left, hoping that just maybe she and Rosa could become lovers.

Rosa waited for twenty minutes not certain if Maria might return, then she knelt in front of the sleeping Dutch and unzipped his trousers.

He woke as her mouth closed on him.

"Hey," he said, his voice clogged with sleep.

"Ummm," she said, removing him from her mouth. "You were sleeping but your friend wasn't," she murmured as she picked up the pace in jerking him off.

"Maria was here."

"Oh?"

"Mmmm," she spit into her palm and rubbed the moisture around his gland. "It was kinda funny."

"How so? Oh, that's just right."

"We had a couple beers and she went to the bathroom. She was gone a while and I went to check on her and caught her masturbating like crazy."

"No shit! And then what?"

Rosa gave his erection a long lick and said, "She came onto me."

He ran his finger through her hair and caressed the nape of her neck. "How did that happen?"

"It's kind of difficult to explain."

"Try."

"Well . . . when I opened the door and caught her jilling off, she stopped, but I told her to finish and she did, but in the process she began playing with my boobs and I got to say I was liking it, liking it a lot. I mean it was really a hot scene with her fingers going ninety miles and hour and when she came I was pretty damn close to coming too."

"Did you go down on one another?" He was still caressing her neck and ears.

"No, but she wanted to do me."

"But you turned her down?"

"Yeah . . . but I was awful close to it."

"I'm glad you didn't," he said and kissed her behind the left ear.

"No, we kissed and I sent her home."

"You kissed her, a soul kiss?"

"Yeah . . . why?"

"I remember her running after some guy. She borrowed your pickup. You went with her, but didn't fuck him, or did you?"

"No, Dutch I didn't. I might have, but he couldn't get the damn thing up."

"But she did. Maria did and who knows what the creep was carrying. I'm scheduling you for an appointment with Dr. Sharon. I've been meaning to do this for some time now, but haven't gotten around to it."

"You think I have a STD?" Rosa was getting pissed off at Dutch and he realized it.

"No I don't think that, but I do think we should both run the tests and see what the doctor has to say. Besides, I want you to meet her. In this day and age, you can't be to careful. I gotta admit that I'm frightened of Aids. Four guys I know, or knew got it and died from that damn thing. I don't want any of us getting it. If Maria goes in and comes out with a clean slate, fine the two of you can go at it all day long, but I'm telling you if she doesn't get tested there's no way I want you fucking around with her."

"I don't like ultimatums, Dutch." She said, fuming.

Trying to placate her he said, "Rosa, I love you. You know it, so why get pissed if I try to protect you. Maybe I phrased it the wrong way. But my intentions are good. Believe me it's in all our best interest."

She began to calm down and he sensed it.

"All right," she said after a minute passed, "I'll go to the doctors with you. We'll run the tests and start fresh. I don't have any STD's."

He kissed her softly on her forehead. "I know, but let's make sure."

"All right, let's be sure. Now is it okay to finish this blowjob?"

He laughed and she joined him.

"Only if you think its safe," he said with a wide grin on his face."

With an even wider grin on her face, she took his semi-hard cock in her hand and began getting him hard again. It only took a minute or so before she was licking and sucking on his helmet shaped tip and moaning in satisfaction.

Determined to please him, Rosa gently wrapped her thumb and index finger around his testes and ever so slightly pulled them away from his body. This brought a slight tension to the end of furthest from his body. Then ever so gently, she ran her tongue in a circle around that 'end' area cause a host of dizzying sensations to ripple through Dutch's balls and lower extremities.

"What the fuck?"

But she was dragging her fingernail along his balls by this point and generating another series of tingling sensations for Dutch to cope with.

"Jesus, that's good. That's unbelievably good, Rosa."

She continued until her mouth tired, then took him deep-throat and gave him the release he sought.

He lay there breathing hard and with a line of semen hanging from her lip, she smiled and said, "Don't forget to tell the doctor about that either."

"You know something sweetheart?" he said softly.

She kissed him leaving a thin veil of semen on his mouth. Unconsciously he licked it off.

"What loverman?

It seems that we both need more than one person in our sex lives. For example earlier today I brought dinner to your mother's and we fucked like rabbits."

"You didn't!"

"Afraid I did. Of course I didn't go over looking to boff her. She demanded "some of that salami Rosa's getting."

"My mother demanded you do her?"

"You do recall we met . . . or had sex for the first time after I'd screwed dear old mom all afternoon."

"Well, yeah . . . but that was before we hooked up."

"True, but look . . . only an hour ago you wanted to go down on Maria."

"I didn't do it though. Wanting to and doing it are two different things."

"I agree with you. I'm simply pointing out that we are both very sensual, highly sexed individuals. And that even though we love one another it seems inevitable that we'll both be having sex with others as time passes."

"You did say you loved me somewhere in that last remark didn't you?"

"I most certainly did. I do love you. I love you more than anything."

"And I love you right back, but what about this . . . having sex with someone else bit?"

"Did you get pissed off when I told you about your mother?"

"No, my mother is a horny old woman."

"Well the fact of the matter is I wouldn't have minded if you'd gone down on Maria either, except that we don't know if she's clean."

Although wearing a puzzled expression, Rosa nodded her understanding. "You're talking about an open relationship aren't you?"

"I guess I am."

"So you don't care if I sleep with someone else?"

"But I do care. That someone else should be someone we both know and feel safe with. We don't want to lie about our feelings toward others or lie when we feel a sexual desire for someone other than each other."

"And that's why we're going to see the doctor?"

"Yes, but there's more to it than that . . ."

"Oh?"

"Doctor Sharon loves sex too. There's not a time I stop by that she doesn't suck me off, or that I don't fuck her."

"So that's good for you. Where does that put me?'

He smiled at her and touched her cheek. "She's bi, as you'll soon find out."

"She's gonna examine me and then eat me out?"

"After she gets your test results, yes she will."

"Ohhhhhh, How nice!"

"Dutch?"

"Yeah baby?"

"Eat me?"

He quickly moved between her thighs. "It will be our pleasure, baby."

***

Back in Los Angeles Kathy and Peggy were sitting in Peggy's bedroom after school. For some reason Peggy brought up Kathy's involvement with the older woman, Martha. Of course Peggy didn't know the woman's name, only that she'd pounced, (her words) on Kathy in the girl's rest room, and had eaten her out. Peggy had been trying unsuccessfully to lean more about the mystery woman.

"Come on Kathy, who is she?"

"Hey, I don't kiss and tell. How would you like it if I told David Miller you'd like to go down on him?"

Peggy rolled her eyes. "First of all you wouldn't tell him, and second, I don't kiss and tell."

"Well you want me too, asking me all the damn time. I told you she came onto me and we had a blast."

"But you met her again didn't you?"

"Yeah, but only cause you weren't around. I was really horny and . . ."

"So that leaves me to ask, are ya gonna see her again?"

Kathy looked Peggy right in the eye and said, "I honestly don't know."

"We are best friends, right?" Peggy persisted in asking.

"Sure," Kathy said and began to sway under the peer pressure Peggy was applying.

"Well?"

"She's one of the kids at school's mother. It just wouldn't be right to bandy her name around. You might . . . I know you'd swear you wouldn't, but you might let it slip out sometime and then . . ."

"Then what?"

"Scandal, they'd be ostracized, maybe forced to move out of town. Maybe she'd go to jail. I am jailbait you know."

"Ostracized? Big words you're tossing around," Peggy grinned.

"We're juniors, we should be tossing around big words and anyway . . ." Kathy gave in. "Her name is Martha."

"I don't know any Martha," Peggy said somewhat puzzled.

"You know Marlene Bain," Kathy said and bit her tongue for giving the information out so easily. 'What if I were a spy and was captured, I'd never be able to hold out against the enemy. I'd have to bit down on the cyanide pill they give to spies in case they're captured,' she thought.

"Marlene Bain?" Peggy said, "She went down on you? She's in our class!"

"Her mother stupid!" Kathy spat out, embarrassed at naming her older lover.

"Oh, wow!" Peggy gasped and flounced on the bed providing Kathy with a perfect glimpse of her lightly haired pussy.

The idea hit Kathy like a bolt of lightning.

"Want to meet her?"

Peggy wriggled her butt at the thought. "Yeah! I mean, I guess so. Is she good looking?"

"I'd say so," Kathy murmured, "Not as pretty as you, but . . . yeah; she's a good looking woman all right."

"So how do I meet her?" Peggy gushed.

It took the girls all of twenty minutes to work out the details. Then Kathy was on the phone talking with Martha Bain.

Tentatively, she asked, "Can I come over in a while?"

"Of course you can," Martha replied happily, "My husband's on a business trip, and Marlene is visiting my mother this afternoon. Why not come on over right now? I'm laying out by the pool. Just walk around the side yard and you'll see the gate. Let yourself in, I'll have something cool to drink and be sure to bring a bathing suit."

Kathy leered at her friend. "I'll drop you off on my way home."

"She knows I'm coming over?"

"No, she thinks it's me, but if she says anything and I don't think she will, just say you're subbing for me, that my mother called me right after we spoke and I had to go home. She knows I . . . fool around with you. Not you per se, but that there is someone I . . . enjoy sex with. It'll be fine."

***

Martha was lying on her lounge chair, halter thrown to the side a few feet away when she heard the car's brakes as it came to a halt. The car door slammed shut and Martha closed her eyes and squeezed her bikini clad thighs together in anticipation of what would follow in a few short minutes. The fence gate groaned loudly as it opened.

'Maybe I'll be groaning like that after that little minx uses her tongue on me,' Martha thought fleetingly and deliberately refused to look up, "I was almost asleep," she murmured, "but I couldn't quite make it. I kept thinking about you, Kathy."

"Mmmmmm," Peggy replied, not quite sure how to play the game that was unfolding.

"Could you rub some lotion on me, please? I don't want to burn while we're out here."

Martha almost purred with satisfaction as Peggy began rubbing the lotion into her shoulders.

"Ahhh, you've got a lovely touch," Martha sighed as Peggy's hands moved down the center of her back. Peggy applied more pressure as Martha made herself more comfortable, mashing her breasts into the lounge chair. One nipple slipped through a thin stand, the other, also stiffened, remained trapped by her body.

Now Peggy's supple hands grazed the older woman's ribs, flirting with the sides of her breasts. Martha began breathing faster and had she looked at Peggy's bikini bottom would have seen the tell-tale wetness starting with just a small spot on the bright red material she wore.

Peggy's hands withdrew from Martha's back and the older woman moaned softly at the loss, only to groan loudly when the young teen after applying more lotion to her small but powerful hands took Martha's ankle and began coating Martha's left calf. Moving extraordinarily slowly, she moved upward, halting at the back of Martha's knee.

"Mmmm," Martha sighed.

"Mmmmmm," Peggy sighed back at her as she switched legs and repeated the process.

"This is really lovely," Martha said after taking a deep breath.

"Mmmmmm," Peggy said, struggling to hold back her laughter. She was growing giddy with success and started using both hands as she rubbed along the inside of Martha's right thigh.

Martha thought for a second that her orgasm was just about on her from the mere titillation of the young girl's attentions and she squirmed trying to capture the teen's hand between her legs. In this she was unsuccessful, but Peggy decided to go for pay dirt and worked her left hand inside the leg-band of Martha's bikini and her fingers quickly became entwined in Martha's pubic hair.

"Let me . . ." Martha began as she started to tear the flimsy bottoms off. She never finished the statement because at that instant she realized it wasn't Kathy's hands working her over, but those of a stranger.

Martha went rigid.

"Who the fuck?"

"I . . . I'm Peggy, Kathy's best friend. She . . ."

"Kathy's friend?"

"Yes . . . she, um, couldn't make it and sent me instead."

"Sent you?" Martha was stunned. Racing through her mind were a host of warnings: She never should have started in with the girl. Who else had she told? How long would it be before her husband learned of this? What would happen if the police or other authorities got wind of this?

"It's all right," Peggy said, on the verge of tears.

"It's all right? You think this is all right? You're a minor. I could conceivably . . . I could go to prison for this . . . this joke you're pulling on me."

Peggy sat down on the edge of the lounge chair.

"Look, she began a worried expression on her face, "Kathy . . . well the truth is I wormed it out of her."

"Wormed what out of her?"

"You and her, how you meet in the restroom; what happened and then what happened the next time in your car."

An incredulous look crossed Martha's face. "She told you?" Martha was clenching and unclenching her fists.

"Kathy and I . . . we've been lovers for years now. I sensed something was wrong and practically forced her to confide in me. Then we . . . we devised a plan so that you and I could meet . . . like this." Her voice trailed off.

Martha was at a loss for words. 'This was too incredible,' she thought, looking around at the surrounding area for any onlookers. She saw none and realized she had adequate privacy for the time being.

Peggy, not knowing which direction to go, decided to attack and slid her hand up Martha's thigh and didn't stop until her index finger had penetrated Martha's vagina. The lotion provided easy access and Martha, surprised, made a little "woof," sound.

Peggy didn't to wait idly for Martha's response, sliding her finger in and out and when the older woman didn't struggle, added a second and then a third finger. She began to slide her finger in and out of me, adding a second, and then a third finger.

Despite her resolve not to let this go any further, Martha felt her resolve slipping away with each thrust of the girl's fingers.

"Oh my god!" she howled and lost control of the situation, throwing her legs apart for the girl to ravish her as she would, glancing down to gaze upon the obscene sight of the girl's hand bulging under her bikini as she masturbated her.

"Your . . . name?" Martha stammered.

"Peggy," the teen answered and bit her lip as she concentrated upon her work. Martha responded with a soft, barely audible grunt that gradually increased in tempo as Peggy's fingers moved faster and deeper.

'Jesus, this was easy,' Peggy thought, obviously relived now that she had been discovered and the truth was out. 'I bet she comes in the next minute,' she told herself. She wasn't wrong.

Perhaps fifteen seconds had elapsed since Peggy had made her estimate and then Martha went rigid and opened her mouth only to emit a silent scream as the first spasm struck her.

'I'm going to die from this orgasm,' she thought straining unsuccessfully to recapture some air in her lungs. Opening her eyes, Martha saw the grim satisfaction on the young girl's face. 'What was her name?' she asked herself as if rising above all the commotion on the lounge chair. 'Oh, yes, Peggy. A lovely name and a lovely girl, but I'm dying and . . .' Her lungs captured some air and after a brief choking spasm, Martha was renewed enough to enjoy the remainder of her orgasm.

Afterward, she lay still, although breathing in fits and starts.

"Ready?" Peggy whispered in her ear and then sent her tongue swirling around the inner portion of her ear. This action sent a tremor through Martha and she had a short, but pleasant mini-orgasm from it.

Martha swung her arms out and embraced the lithe teen. They kissed and it seemed to go on for ages before they parted mainly to gather more air into their lungs.

Then the youngster startled Martha by saying, "I can get it all in there you know."

"What?"

"I can get my fist inside that gushy pussy of yours."

That was stated with such confidence that Martha rose to the challenge and said, "Do it then."

The three fingers were inside her in a heartbeat. The fourth took almost a minute to maneuver past Martha's fairly thick labia and into her cunt, but went it did, it went in easily. Martha looked at Peggy seeking some form of reassurance when she knew that it should be her providing Peggy with the encouragement to go forward.

"Don't . . . don't stop now!" Martha moaned and attempted to spread her thighs even further apart, but that wasn't working.

Peggy focused on Martha's cunt, folded her thumb across the bottom of her fingers and stabbed twice into Martha's warm, moist cunt.




The Engagement Ch. 06



"Ugh!" Peggy grunted with effort.

"Ugh!" Martha grunted in surprise with the realization that Peggy's hand was now inside her.

"I'm in!" Peggy said acting surprised.

Feelings of pain and pleasure simultaneously swept over Martha's body. A new, even more powerful orgasm arrived and took control of her nervous system. Peggy twisted her hand to the right and a second orgasm hit home. Martha went stiff as if an electrical current was coursing through her body. She blacked out momentarily only to come to as Peggy began a vigorous fucking, using her entire hand, her knuckles pressing against Martha's "G" spot, then drawing back, stretching Martha's vagina to its limit as the top of her fist emerged only to disappear once again into the inner recesses of Martha's cuntal channel.

Both women sensed that an even better pleasure awaited Martha and so Peggy continued her activity although she had long tired and wanted nothing more than to have this woman go down on her. Martha grunted twice and then came harder than she's ever come in her life, her fluids squishing out and up Peggy's wrist attesting to the magnitude of this her last orgasm.

Martha's head snapped up, then back and she passed out for the second time. Peggy used the opportunity to remove her hand and marvel at the huge quantity of fluid (she thought of it as 'come') that now covered her hand and wrist.

'I might have got in there up to my elbow,' she thought as she absentmindedly wiped her hand on Martha's right breast, and after cleaning her hand off thoroughly with a towel, she started nursing on Martha's large nipple. Martha remained out, enjoying the sensations of a lifetime in whatever world she happened to be occupying at the moment.

She awoke just as Peggy was removing her bikini top and exposing her youthful breasts to the sun. Peggy noticed the older woman's eyes flutter open then close and quickly shed her bottoms.

Martha licked her lips as she gazed upon Peggy's pert tits. Her nipples were tiny little pink bumps that barely protruded from her quarter-sized pink areolas. The tiny protrusions almost looked pre-pubescent, although she knew this was not at all the case. Peggy had a somewhat boyish build, yet Martha was struck by how feminine she really was; so completely soft and delicate, like a newly budding flower - so thoroughly knowledgeable in the art of making love.

Peggy leaned close, offering her breast to Martha who readily accepted it and at the same time felt a pang within her own breast as if she'd just finished breast-feeding.

'Strange,' she thought, 'I haven't had that feeling since . . . . '

Her eyes met Peggy's and she knew instantly that Peggy had been nursing on her breast. She drew her tongue across Peggy's nubby nipple, enjoyed both the texture of skin covering the nubbin as well as Peggy's somewhat surprised response - reaching out and placing her hand on Martha's head and holding her tight to her breast.

Martha oozed her saliva all over the nipple as it became engorged in her mouth. When Peggy moaned with delight, Martha went to the other breast and gave it similar treatment. Peggy moaned all the louder. Martha caught sight of the nipple that had been in her mouth. It looked different - her areola was no longer flat, both it and the nipple had puffed up to take on a large, strawberry shape. 

Peggy grasped that breast with her hand and moaned, "This one! Suck this one!"

The older woman did as asked and found the nipple felt huge in her mouth as her tongue danced hither and thither across its rough surface.

"That's great!" Peggy moaned, pinching her other bud. Martha continued munching on the breast for another minute and then roughly shoved Peggy's hand away from torturing her nipple and devoured it for herself.

"Eat me! Eat me! Eat me!" Peggy was shouting and Martha left the delicious nub to quiet her down. She saw at a glance Peggy's vulva was shaven clean as a baby's. Peggy turned from Martha and presented her rear to the older woman. Martha noted that her outer labia were small just managing to cover her slit, which was heavily moistened already from her prior activities. Accordingly, Martha planted a wet kiss on Peggy's smooth mound and then inserted a finger.

Martha worked her tongue into Peggy's silken slit, wriggling it about until it crashed through the tight entrance. 'This girl is a virgin,' Martha discovered as her tongue met Peggy's hymen while savoring the ripe, tangy taste her tongue had just transmitted to her brain.

Soon Martha was lapping away with abandon at the pussy under her nose, not caring if anyone should bother to look over the fence into the backyard. It wasn't long before Martha's jaw began to tire and she wondered when Peggy would respond other than moaning and pushing and pulling on her head by way of providing unneeded direction.

Suddenly Peggy began to buck wildly, pulling so hard with both hands that Martha's face was mashed into her labia. Martha countered by opening her mouth as wide as possible and engulfing Peggy's entire vagina, sucking both labia into her mouth as if it were a powerful vacuum. Daring to relax just enough to catch a quick breath of air, Martha raked her tongue in and out of Peggy's swollen vulva until she came in a wild, uncontrollable orgasm. Her body spasming as her juices flooded Martha's waiting mouth. Martha found herself reveling in the force and flavor of Peggy's ejaculate as it mixed with her own saliva and rolled down her throat.

Afterwards, Martha was compelled to feel Peggy's skin against her own and pulled her tightly against her, mashing her breasts against those of the supple teenager. The contact with Peggy's nipples sent a shiver of delight through Martha. And when Peggy wrapped her leg around Martha's so that their cunt's squashed together, Martha came again.

They lay entwined for thirty minutes or so, caressing each other's back and ass. Until Martha decided to make the young girl her love slave and eased her middle finger between her puffy labia and dipped inside her once again.

Peggy trembled and came again.

Martha marveled at how wet and warm the girl's pussy was, and they kissed, long and hard until the older woman brought Peggy off one more time.

They took their time dressing, or putting the bikini's back on and Martha laid a final caress on Peggy's covered breast and said, "Next time, bring Kathy too. We can use the water bed. Christ, we'll come forever if we add a third."

"I'll tell her," Peggy said smiling and allowing her hand to wander across Martha's pubis. "I'll tell her all about it and what she missed and what she'll experience when the two of us take her on."

"You do that, sweetheart," Martha said and kissed Peggy's already bruised lips. The girl made her way out the same way she'd come in, then returned, leaning over the gate.

"What's wrong?" Martha asked.

"I need a ride," Peggy said lamely.

Laughing, Martha replied, "No problem, let me slip a housecoat on and I'll drive you to the ends of the earth.



The Engagement Ch. 07



A Trip to the Doctor's

After work, Dutch drove to Dr. Lamouerux's office where he found Rosa waiting for him.

"I didn't go inside," she said taking his arm. "I thought it would be better if we went in together, since you know her so well already."

They went inside the building and headed directly to the doctor's office, which was locked.

"No problem," Dutch told Rosa, "I've got a key."

"That's interesting," she said wondering just how long he had been screwing the nice doctor.

"I should explain," he said anticipating her question. "I helped her move in and never returned the key she gave me." They entered the reception area and Rosa looked around. She was impressed with the decorations. 'She has good taste or knows someone who does,' she thought.

Dutch thought he heard sounds coming from the examining room. His brow furrowed in concentration trying to determine what it was he heard. Then he moved closer to the door. Someone was moaning and groaning. Someone, probably Sharon was really going at it. He felt Rosa move in beside him listening too.

Suddenly the voices grew louder and clearer. "Oh yes you dirty fucker, right there, do it again! OH GOD, fuck me harder! Come on, harder you bastard!" 

"Is that the doctor?" Rosa whispered trying not to laugh out loud. He grinned back at her and squeezed her hand.

"Shall we peek in on them?" Dutch was now behind Rosa, pressing his erection against her ass.

She wriggled her butt back at him and purred softly when he gripped her right nipple with a thumb and trigger finger and applied pressure.

"Most definitely," she whispered. "I want to see her operating first hand."

Quietly he put the key into the lock and turned it. The door opened and they peeked into the examining room. Dr. Sharon Lamouerux was leaning over her desk, bracing herself with one hand while the other spread her ass apart as her breasts flounced wildly about from the force of a tall brown man's cock slamming in and out of her ass. Rosa's eyes were riveted on his large balls as they slapped against the doctor's labia with each thrust into her ass.

Dutch looked on with an almost clinical interest as the brown skinned man's outsized hands reached for her hips and pulled her ass back to meet his stabbing prick. He caught a glimpse of a Navy tattoo on the muscle of his left arm and realized he knew the guy; an X-ray technician from down the hall.

The fornicating couple was still unaware of their presence. And Dutch, his erection probing the cleft between Rosa's ass cheeks shoved her into the examining room ahead of him. 矵ഐ"ᙎ矵݈

The technician's hand reached out and grabbed a juggling tit and yanked on the doctor's extended nipple.

Sharon moaned and then blurted out, "Christ, Timmy I'm there! Faster, please hump me faster!"

He released her breast and while gripping her hip with one hand, used the other to rub her clit, and then he pounded furiously into her gaping hole.

Rosa shed her skirt and rolled her panties to her thighs as Dutch yanked her black blouse up over her breasts. He kissed her passionately, cupping her left breast with one hand and covering her pussy with the other. The kiss ended as he sank a finger into Rosa's moist cunt. Rosa took a quick look at the other couple and almost came herself on seeing the juices gushing from Sharon's cunt, running down her thighs and forming a puddle on the floor.

"God! Oh, God! I'm cummin'!" Sharon moaned.

Dutch had his mouth over a breast and had added a second finger into Rosa. And Rosa, weakened by what was transpiring, felt her knees buckle. Only Dutch's presence of mind kept her from collapsing to the floor.

"Me too!" the technician bellowed, "Look!" And he pulled out of the doctor and came in her face.

Rosa's left hand now covered her lover's as it fingered her pussy. Dutch nonchalantly removed his dick from his slacks.

Meanwhile the technician reinserted his semi-erect prick into the doctor's cunt and caused her to come once more. Timmy's jizm slowly cascaded from her left lens down onto her cheek. Other than blinking furiously for a moment or two, Sharon ignored it, choosing to revel in her lingering orgasm. After another minute or so Timmy's flaccid cock flopped out and she moaned at the loss.

"Got time to do me again Timmy?" She pleaded, still oblivious to the presence of the couple standing only six feet from her as she began cleaning her glasses of his sperm.

"A little later doc," he said, "I gotta get back to work, but I can be back in an hour or so," Timmy said adjusting himself after tucking his well used meat back into his pants.

"Ciao until then, baby," she said and put on her glasses then turned to kiss him and then both of them noticed Dutch and Rosa. Timmy reacted first. "Who the fuck are you?" He said menacingly, balling his fists as he glanced from Dutch and his prominent hardon to Rosa who stood almost nude and still had one of Dutch's fingers in her pussy.

"Oh, shit!" Sharon cried out. "No Timmy, I know them. We must have gone on past their appointment," as she spoke she shimmied into her smock, but only half-buttoned it. Wondering why she even bothered doing so. In the final analysis she determined it was due to her trying to retain a modicum of professionalism.

Both Timmy and Dutch relaxed. Rosa used the opportunity to assess Sharon's figure and gave her a ten, the highest on the measurement scale.

"Dutch . . . err," she nodded to Rosa, and giving her well developed torso the once over as only a woman can do. "I'm sorry we haven't met."

"We have now," Rosa said, smiling and giving her pelvis a faint thrust forward toward Sharon who smiled at her.

"I'm Rosa," she said calmly, groaning inwardly at the loss of Dutch's finger which he was studying. Apparently thinking nothing of how she must appear to this strange woman, Sharon extended her hand to Rosa who accepted it and shook hands while blatantly staring at Sharon's breasts, which were almost entirely exposed, wondering if the doctor was bi-sexual.

Sharon took her time in appraising Rosa then turned to give Timmy a hug and a wet kiss. After a curt nod in Dutch's direction, Timmy left them to return to work.

"He gave you quite a workout Doc," Dutch said as a wide grin crossed his face.

In response Sharon raised her left leg and placed it on the desk with the skill only a dancer or former dancer could manage providing both Dutch and Rosa with a perfect view of her cunt. The few pubic hairs she had adorning her mons glistened with the body fluids of her recent coupling with Timmy.

"Want a taste Dutch?"

"Perhaps a little later, right now I'd like you to test my girl. You know the usual stuff."

"Of course, Dutch if you'll wait outside we'll do it right now."

Rosa was surprised but pleased. Dutch sauntered out into the reception area shaking his head at the sudden change. One minute the doctor was fucking a guy in front of them and he had stripped Rosa, in fact was reaming her pussy with his fingers and now the women wanted privacy. 'Go figure,' he thought and then wondered where the receptionist was. Checking his watch he concluded she was having an early lunch.

The doctor already had Rosa's feet in the stirrups and was peering into her vagina with professional aplomb. "You have sexual intercourse quite often I see."

"Yeah, Dutch sure keeps life interesting," Rosa responded, hiding a smile the doctor couldn't see. Sharon finished examining Rosa's vagina, but kept a finger inside her. "Does this bother you?"

"No, I find it very pleasant."

Inserting a second finger, the doctor asked, "And this, does this bother you?" With a Cheshire grin on her face, Rosa answered, "Oh, no doctor it feels great."

"Want more?"

A peal of laughter that reached Dutch's ears in the adjoining room, burst from Rosa's throat. "Sure, doctor, keep 'em coming." A third and then a fourth finger were quickly inserted and Rosa flushed as she felt the heat building within her loins.

"You do nice work Doc."

"Getting close?" Sharon inquired with more than professional interest this time as she increased the tempo of her thrusts into Rosa's cunt. "Ummm," Rosa murmured as she lay back in the special chair, legs spayed wide apart, her cunt open to the world. "Dutch wouldn't mind seeing this."

"Perhaps you're right," Sharon said and called out, "Dutch? Can you come in here for a moment?" Smiling with satisfaction, the doctor waited for him to enter and adjust to the scene before him.

"My God!" He exclaimed on seeing Rosa spread out before him and on noting Sharon's fingers thrusting in and out of Rosa's well lubed pussy, the hardon he already had roared in his brain.

"I bet that's not a pipe in your pocket," Sharon giggled and lubing the middle finger of her free hand jabbed it into Rosa's ass. Rosa screamed out as she climaxed. Sharon continued using alternate thrusts, right hand fingers into Rosa's cunt, left middle finger up her ass. Rosa continued to come, totally exposed to Dutch's eyes.

"Some days it just plain fun being a doctor Sharon giggled as Rosa came yet another time. Dutch had lowered his pants and was stroking his hardon. "Save that for me baby," Sharon said. "But first I need to draw some blood from this darling girl you've brought in. Reaching into the nearby drawer she extracted the necessary implements and quickly took a sample of Rosa's blood. Rosa, coming down from her orgasm, felt nothing of the needle.

"There," she said carefully labeling the tube filled with Rosa's blood, "I bet you didn't feel a thing." Rosa beamed at the doctor. "Oh I felt plenty, but if you're talking about that damn needle, no I never felt it."

"I'm sorry but I can't sample your pussy today Rosa, but as soon as I get the reports back, that should be tomorrow, why we can explore Sapphic delights at our leisure."

"Do I have to wait until tomorrow?" Dutch asked with a leer and peeled off the last of his clothing.

"Not unless Rosa objects."

Both turned to her and asked, Rosa?"

"Be my guest, Doctor."

"Please, don't be so formal. Call me Sharon."

"Okay, Sharon it is. Fuck him, suck him, but don't put him away wet."

They all laughed at that and Dutch pulled her nude form against him, sending his tongue deep into her willing and hungry mouth. 

"Dutch!" Sharon screeched,"Please go easy!" He whirled Sharon around until she faced the desk and bent her forward.

"A repeat performance," Rosa laughed as she slowly dismounted from the stirrups and placed her feet on the floor. His hardon trembled like a steel bar being fine tuned. "I'm gonna fill your ass this time little girl."

Sharon surprised Rosa with her response. She purred and said, "Just do it to me honey, I love that big ole fat piece of meat in any hole." 

"First I'll use your pussy to lube me up," he said.

"Oh, baby let me suck it a little first," she replied, almost tearing off her clothes until she was clad in only her white thigh highs.

He laughed delightedly as his prick slid down her throat. He glanced at Rosa to see how she was taking this and saw she was already caressing a breast as she watched intently. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensations of the good doctor's expertise. Gradually he opened his eyes and saw Rosa languidly masturbating while watching the two of them through hazy, half-closed eyelids. Hardly grunting with effort, he hoisted Sharon up in his arms and carried her to the examing table and sat her down.

"What now, superman?" she asked delighting in his strength and expecting to see an even better example of it very soon.

"Grab your legs by the knees and lift them up," he said tersely, his prick quivering with excitement at having to women in heat like this. The doctor complied and he drove his thick prick deeply into her.

"Ooof!" She gasped as his thrust had forced most of the air from her lungs. Dutch leveraged his hips and pounded into her with a fury, not caring if he came before she did.

"SHIT! FUCK ME BABY! FUCK MY CUNT!" Sharon bellowed.

Easing his thick cock from her slimy vagina, he carefully rubbed the slick head of his cock all over her pinkish rosebud.

"Spread your cheeks you horny slut!" Dutch screamed, he was so close to coming and desperately wanted to have fucked her in all three holes while Rosa looked on.

Sharon eagerly complied, spreading them as wide apart as she could. He was stunned to hear Rosa say, "Let me help."

"What did you have in mind? He asked, holding his mammoth erection in his right hand.

"I wanna open her up. I'll use my finger."

"Okay, but put a glove on," Sharon said turning toward the dark haired Rosa. Who knew she meant it. Reaching into the glove box on the counter, Rosa quickly donned a glove and, probing Sharon's juicy pussy lubed it and returned the favor, ramming a finger up her ass.

"Revenge is sweet, huh?" Sharon laughed, obviously she had accepted Rosa's finger with ease.

"You bet it is," Rosa laughed. "Fuck her good, loverman."

And she stepped away as he took aim and pushed his cock head into her tight ass ring, and ignoring the good doctor's moan of protest, kept forcing it in until he was in two inches. Then he waited until she was relaxed enough to accept more. He did pull out to add additional lubricant and after doing so found Sharon was able to accept him easier.

Soon her ass was sucking on his cock, due in part to the fact that Rosa was applying three gloved fingers to her pussy, churning away as if trying to make butter from all the juice now flowing from Sharon's cunt and down her legs.

Sharon came three or four times before Dutch was ready to unload. He asked her how she met Timmy, hoping the conversation would delay his orgasm.

"Same as you . . . oh, God . . . there! Yes right there! He came in for an exam and had the nicest cock . . ." Dutch increased his pace, not caring if she finished telling him about Timmy. He was ready to explode. He realized both women were talking at the same time and strained to hear them.

Sharon: "God, Dutch . . . you can hit my womb with that thick fucker of yours!"

Rosa hornier than ever, exhorted Dutch to, "Come in my mouth Baby . . . Please come in my mouth!" 

Touched by her plea, Dutch compelled himself to hold off from coming. He ran his index finger across her teeth and listened as Rosa moaned. He touched her tongue and when she made a face, kissed her while holding back. His prick still lodged in Sharon's ass, but not moving, throbbed incessantly. Sharon, fully sated for the moment, relaxed across the desk, lost in a haze of lust.

Dutch discovered that he couldn't kiss Rosa hard enough. His hand drifted down to her cunt and then back to her mouth, she absorbed his finger. He grunted and she realized he was about to come just as he pulled away from Sharon to offer his prick to Rosa's anxious lips. She managed to take the head of his prick into her mouth just a split second before he spewed forth the most prodigious load of his life. 

Rosa choked, causing a good amount of the sperm to cascade down her chin. Struggling to control her gag reflex, she managed to overcome the copious quantity of cum in her throat; swallowing some; then more as Dutch continued rubbing his molten cock against her lips. Sharon an active onlooker pushed Dutch away and savagely kissed Rosa, savoring both her own taste and his on the other woman's teeth and gums and then calmly licked her jizm clad face clean. 

Rosa found herself white-hot with carnal heat and had another orgasm that included a primal quiver brought on by the long, lingering kiss.

Déjà vu!

Minutes later Dutch was hard again and mounted the insatiable Rosa after reseating her in the examining chair. As he fucked her methodically, Timmy returned to the office, took things in with a glance and stripped before steering Sharon to her well used desk.

"Oh yes," Sharon moaned, "That's what I want, Timmy. I need you to fuck me bad. I need that cock of yours!"

Timmy wasted no time, moving behind her and grasping her by the calves, he raised her legs almost straight up in the air. Sharon had to lean back in order to maintain her precarious balance while gripping the edge of her desk with her hands.

The lithe technician still holding her ankles moved in front of her and looked down at her gaping cunt. Traces of his earlier deposit oozed from her slit. He placed his knob against her still moistened hole and thrust in and out until she squealed in delight from the sensation of his thick member gliding along the walls of her vagina. "Gotta suck those tits," he gasped, and leaned forward, almost causing Sharon to fall backward off the desk. Only a quick recovery on Timmy's part saved the doctor from possible harm. Applying his weight he kept her both impaled on his prick and firmly on the desk.

Reluctant to change her position since it felt so well, she didn't shift. Timmy slapped her ass and a somewhat truculent Doctor turned over for him. Timmy grasped her legs and raised them to her shoulders and slammed his prick in until it glanced against her womb. Sharon screamed delightedly and he leaned down and engulfed almost half of her breast in his mouth, first sucking, then licking and finally chewing the nipple vigorously.

Meanwhile Rosa was cajoling her man, "Dutch, why don't you kiss my pussy like you kissed Sharon's?"

He didn't hesitate. He slid to the floor and knelt in front of her. She pulled her legs up and placed them back in the stirrups. Highly aroused, he kissed his way along the inside of her thighs. On reaching her pussy, he flicked his tongue out and licked the end of her hard little clit. Rosa gasped despite herself, jerking uncontrollably every time his tongue touched her there.

He continued licking and sucking, feasting on her juices. Changing course he allowed a finger to sneak into her asshole.

"Oh Dutch, I love you soooo much!" she managed to pant, before losing her breath completely.

His mouth closed over her entire pussy, and as he sucked and licked and swallowed, his rogue finger made its way into her ass before backing out and beginning again in a slow, steady pumping motion. He fastened his lips around the tiny morsel that was her clit and sucked it; licking the end of it as his lips pulled away from it, causing Rosa to grab his head with both hands, pulling him hard against her pussy, as she let out a little shriek. She was coming!

***

Sharon, having milked Timmy dry with her kegels was now tickling his huge testes with one hand while the other was slowly sliding along his flaccid shaft, trying to restore some semblance of life to it. It wasn't long before he gradually began to harden. Sharon pumped him quickly several times, intent on watching the juice seeping out of the slit in the tip. Apparently satisfied with his recovery rate, she leaned forward and stuck out her tongue tentatively touching the tip of her tongue to the end of his prick.

Oh, how she loved that taste! She couldn't get enough of it; and she swiped her tongue over his corona, causing Timmy to groan with pure pleasure. Then to her surprise she discovered Dutch standing alongside her. Quickly she released Timmy and drew Dutch's cock into her mouth, holding onto Timmy's as if her life depended upon it.

'Mmmmmm, I love my job,' she thought and turned back to Timmy's prick, engulfing it half-way down her gullet.

Timmy's hands reached out and held the doctor's head in place. He didn't force her in any one direction, but she understood his message and acted accordingly, absorbing more and more of him until the head of his prick brushed against the back of her throat. Sharon could tell she had little more than half of it in her mouth. Concentrating hard, she allowed the rest of his massive cock to slide down her throat and once again she felt the flush of triumph in deep-throating someone most woman would never dream of taking on. Then she eased him from her mouth until only the head remained.




The Engagement Ch. 07



"Don't be a cockteaser! Damn it, Sharon!" Timmy bellowed, thinking she was returning to Dutch's thicker cock.

With peals of her laughter ringing in the air, Sharon reversed directions and repeated the movement, knowing full well from his groaning that he was really enjoying it. Then he began to contribute to the movement, sliding his dick in and out of her mouth. She used her tongue on its underside as it skimmed in and out. She was also exerting as much suction as she could; and priding herself on being a virtuoso in the art of fellatio she set out to prove it to him too, wrapping her fist around him at its base to control the maximum depth that she wanted down her throat and applying a suction on him that he'd never experienced before.

Dutch returned to Rosa as Sharon applied all her expertise on Timmy. Suddenly she had him groaning and gasping; his prick had swelled up and was throbbing frantically. Shrewd enough to realize the signs of his pending ejaculation, Sharon backed her mouth off until she had only the crown in her mouth and then sucked harder while jerking him furiously.

Whoosh! He spewed into her mouth.

The first wad descended down her throat like an Apollo Shuttle being launched. Swallowing rapidly, Sharon tried to keep up with the repeated discharges of the blistering paste spurting from his third eye. Eventually the spurting subsided and she licked the last remnants of it from him and let his prick slide out of her mouth. Her eyes found his and she smiled mischievously. Timmy wrapped his fingers in her hair and drew her close for a long lingering kiss. When they finished kissing they turned their attention to Dutch and Rosa.

Dutch was back between her thighs and Rosa's breath was ragged. She had already come several times and was fast approaching another, but this promised to be a huge one.

"Your cock, I need your cock in me!" she gasped and forced him backward as she slid from the gynecologist's examining chair. Dutch took her place in the chair and she mounted him, carefully placing him at her center and sliding him into her.

"God! God! God!" She moaned. "Oh, God!" She cried out groaning with pleasure; her hips rolling as she kegeled his massive cock with her cuntal muscles. Then she went silent.

It was on her . . . a massive orgasm shaking her entire body. Her brown eyes rolled back in her head and she blacked out from the enormity of it all. She was out of it for approximately twenty seconds; and when she came back she realized that she was squirting her juices as freely as if she were taking a piss. In fact she thought at first that she was pissing as a torrent of fluid burst from her pussy and poured over both their legs and onto the floor. 

Both she and Dutch were taken aback by this event, puzzled until Sharon reverted to her role as a doctor and explained what had happened to them.

"You had an intense climax that resulted in your ejaculating your bodily fluids with unusual force. It may look like you're urinating, but you're not."

Both Dutch and Rosa nodded, still not fully comprehending what was happening. Dutch slowly eased Rosa off of him and she knelt on the floor and allowed the remainder of fluid to gush from her cunt onto the floor. Sharon and Timmy watched, Sharon with a faintly amused smile; and Timmy with a frozen, but fascinated expression.

Dutch joined her on the floor, turned her body around so that the other couple could see her entire shaved pussy area and the orgasmic fluid still seeping forth. Then he lowered his face and began sucking her cunt with gusto, causing her pelvis to jerk at a frenetic pace until Rosa came yet one more time and sank to the floor and lay still in the midst of her spilled bodily fluids. An exhausted Dutch joined her, lying prone, gasping for breath just outside the pool of liquid.

The doctor and Timmy got dressed in silence, permitting the exhausted couple to rest where they lay. After Timmy left, Sharon checked her schedule and realized her next patient would be coming in fifteen minutes. Gently she shook Dutch's shoulder.

"Wake up. You've got to get dressed; a patient is due in a few minutes."

His eyes opened and on recognizing Sharon he grinned. "Ain't she something, Doc?"

"She is special, Dutch," Sharon smiled back. "Very special. I'm looking forward to tomorrow after the results are in." 

"I think she is too, although she appears a bit worn out at the moment."

Reaching out, Sharon touched Rosa's face very lightly. "Rosa darling, wake up. We've got to get you cleaned up."

"Huh?"The sleeping woman murmured, coming awake. "Where . . . oh my God!"

"Take it easy honey," Dutch whispered, "everything's alright. Here, let me help you to your feet. Be careful the floor's kinda slippery."

Remembering those last moments, Rosa flushed and was on the verge of crying from her embarrassment when Sharon spoke out.

"Girl I've never seen anyone come so hard or so much in my life. That was sensational! Can you do that anything you like?"

"I . . . I . . . I've never come like that before. I don't know what came over me. I've had several sensational climaxes, but . . ."

"Let's get you cleaned up," Sharon said and led Rosa off to the bathroom and a small curtained shower. A few minutes later they emerged and began to dress. Dutch stood by fully dressed, having already cleaned the mess left on the floor. He enjoyed looking at the feminine duo performing a reverse striptease knowing it was partly for his entertainment.

***

As they drove home he asked Rosa if she had any apprehensions about retuning the next day.

"Wild horses couldn't keep me away. And by the way, even though you were truly magnificent today, I'm going by myself. You need a rest, I don't."

"Hey you're the one that passed out from all that fucking," he protested.

"Maybe so, but I know that if I pass out again tomorrow, that nice doctor will give me the best resuscitation I ever had."

"I can attest to her capabilities as a cocksucker, but really have no opinion on her cunnilingus abilities," he said glancing at Rosa for her reaction. She giggled at him and squeezed his leg above the knee. "If she's that good with a cock, I can't wait to see what she's capable of making my pussy feel like."

That was the end of that conversation. They got home, checked on Kathy and ordered Chinese. 

The next morning both agreed it was the best night's sleep they'd had in ages.

Do you want to taste us again?" Sharon asked Rosa. She was referring to her now dripping pussy along with her co-conspirator, Cindy's foaming cunt.

Rosa was almost exhausted from all the sexual hi-jinx they'd put her through after telling her the test results indicated Rosa was clean as the driven snow. Still she was ready to continue with whatever they had planned for her.

"Do I want to taste you again?" Her voice was weak after expending so much energy in eating the two luscious pussies that had been presented to her. "Of course I do."

She was ready for more but lay back and watched as Cindy's extraordinary tongue probed in and out of Sharon's wide open cunt, lapping and sucking in a frenzied fashion. In a few minutes Sharon came for the zillionth time and Cindy lay back to rest her tired jaws.

Sharon shook her blonde mane and smiled contentedly before looking directly into Rosa's eyes. "Can I fuck you?" she asked. 

Rosa smiled back and nodded. Sharon got up and walked to the cabinet on the opposite side of the room. Cindy also rose up and propped herself up on her elbow in order to see them better. Sharon returned to Rosa carrying a small box which she promptly opened and took out what appeared to be a large black cock.

"It's my favorite strap-on," she said wryly.

Rosa nodded and licked her lips in anticipation, then lay back on the examining table and spread her legs. Sharon climbed upon the table and knelt between her legs, shook her head causing her long hair to hang over her face. Then bent forward and her tresses were tickling Rosa's breasts.

"That tickles," she giggled.

"That's the general idea," Sharon smiled down at her as she zeroed in on Rosa's slit with the prodigious 12" ebony phallus.

"Ever had a black cock before?"

"Not that I recall," Rosa giggled, wondering if there would be a problem getting that thick thing inside her. 'Probably not,' she told herself, 'she knows her business and so far she's been wonderful.'

"I think you're wet enough to accept an army tank right now, so here we go." With that Sharon slowly eased the long, thick penis into Rosa.

"Ahhhh!"

"Does it hurt?"

"No, it feels great. How much are you going to insert?"

Cindy laughed from her vantage point next to Rosa's face. "You're going to take the whole thing, love."

"No!" Rosa said, for the first time showing alarm.

Cindy leaned close and licked Rosa's left nipple.

"Like that?"

"Yes, yes I do."

The ebony schlong moved inward as though drawn by a magnet. Rosa's body stiffened as she felt herself being opened wider than Dutch had ever had her. There was no pain, but still she remained rigidly tense. Only the sweet thrills caused by Cindy's gentle manipulations to her nipple kept her from trying to escape the huge pole ramming inexorably deeper into her.

Suddenly she was uplifted into a high level of pleasure as the massive cock, applied at a different angle began pressing against her "G"-spot.

"Coming!" She cried, and Sharon increased her tempo.

"Feelin' better?" Cindy asked looking at Sharon's sweat soaked face.

"Uhhh," was all Rosa could manage. What she was thinking was that she had died and gone to heaven as the number of orgasms mounted. She tried to count them, but after the fifth she was swept into a nether land from which she only felt wondrous, orgasmic sensations.

Rosa moaned softly as Sharon plunged the gigantic dildo in and out. At this juncture the entire length was in her.

"Oh yeah . . . oh, yeah . . . oh, yeah . . ." was the mantra Rosa was using to carry her forward.

Sharon signaled Cindy that she needed a break and slowly eased the great prick from Rosa's sodden cunt.

Half delirious from her orgasms, Rosa called out, "My ass . . . will it go into my ass?"

Cindy strapped the belt around her waist and picked up a tube of KY jelly.

"Why not?" she said and began lubing Rosa's asshole. Then she helped Rosa dismount the table and helped walk her to the examining chair. Sharon positioned the chair so that Rosa could lay face forward with some modicum of comfort. Then Cindy took aim and rubbed the big black dick against her anus. Rosa wiggled her ass indicating her readiness and said, "Okay, put it in, just don't let me bleed to death."

Her rectum was so tight she could, or thought she could feel the very veins of the dildo as it entered her anal canal.

Rosa screamed with the excruciating pain, but stammered out, "Keep going. I can take it, I know I can."

Cindy had done this before, and Sharon had done it to her as well, so she had an intuitive sense of when to push and when to ease off. This helped things move quickly and soon Rosa was grunting and gritting her teeth with each thrust, but managed to contain the pain it caused, for the pleasure reverberating through her entire being was truly magnificent.

"Yeah!"

"Yeah!"

"Yeah!"

Rosa grunted in satisfaction as Cindy plowed into her, with Sharon observing in what was partly a clinical fashion, partly pure sexual interest, almost unbearable stretching of Rosa's anal ring by the colossal cock being rammed into her.

'How can Cindy fuck so hard and so long,' the doctor wondered and reached for a towel, then applied it to both women's faces in turn, ensuring to get the sweat before it burned their eyes.

Now the only sound in the room was that of the two women panting and the suction sound caused by the giant phallus as it backed out her Rosa's shit chute. Fifteen minutes had elapsed, Cindy was tiring. Sharon thought about replacing her, but then considered Rosa. It might be too much, she didn't want to ruin what was obviously a good thing, 'no,' she told herself, 'it was a great thing,' and she backed away from the two fornicating women.

Finally Cindy withdrew the long cock from Rosa.

Rosa slumped forward and lay still.

Cindy's knees buckled after she placed her feet on the floor and Sharon had to catch her before she collapsed on the hard tile floor. Cindy was led to another chair and sat down. Her hair was matted and sticking to parts of her face and neck.

"Let's call it a day girls," Sharon said, and while both woman agreed with her, neither had the energy to respond. Thirty minutes passed before Cindy struggled to her feet and began to don her uniform. Sharon followed moments later, but Rosa had to be coaxed to her feet by the other two. Only when Rosa was slipping her breast into her bra did she manage to look at the others.

Suddenly all three were smiling.

"You two can fuck me anytime," Rosa said her voice low.

Sharon nodded, "maybe we can get together on a regular basis, you know, like kind of a therapy session."

"I'd like that," Rosa answered and took a deep breath. "I'd like to feel that huge cock up my ass again. But I don't know when I'm gonna let Dutch screw me again. I'm gonna be sore in both holes for at least a week."

Sharon went to a white cabinet on the opposite side of the room and came back with a small jar. "Here, use this when you get home, you'll be fine by tomorrow afternoon."

"Well . . . thank you, Doctor.'

"It's Sharon, remember?"

"Right, and thank you too Cindy, I really enjoyed our session here today. I hope we do it again and again."

Cindy laughed, "Nothing like ladies day."

They all laughed and hugged one another.

Rosa went home, took a long soothing bath and made dinner for Dutch and Kathy. Then feigning a need for sleep, she retired early, fearing before Dutch might get horny and want some.

The next morning over breakfast Dutch told her they'd be having dinner with the Rourk's who were among his best friends. Rosa happily agreed; she was anxious to meet some of his friends, especially if they were as interesting as his doctor.

Dinner with Alice and Robert

Less than a block away Rosa rolled the short hem of her skirt up past the tops of her new stockings revealing her bare thighs. She saw his glance and to provoke him further, moved the skirt several more inches. He glanced again and saw her exposed pussy.

"Nice," he said, watching the road again. "I like a girl who dates sans underwear."

Reaching for his right hand, she brought it down to touch her bare pussy. Although he left it there he didn't bother to dig into her, instead he told her coolly that their reservation was for 9:30 and if they were late it was going to the next party asking for a table.

She was not put off by this, saying, "It will always be there and wet for you, Dutch." And to herself she thought, 'Thank you Sharon, that cream certainly did its job. I'm looking forward to having his big cock in me and the sooner the better.'

"That's great," he said with a grin on his face.

"Can I ask you a serious question?"

"Sure," he said.

"What's your real name, Dutch?"

He laughed and moved his finger along her moist slit. "My name's really Bob, but I prefer Dutch. I got it while in the Navy a few years back."

Rose slid forward on the car seat and captured part of his finger in her cunt. She tried using some kegels on it, but didn't succeed.

"You're too much," he laughed, and rearranged his cock in his pants. "We're almost there, better cover up I don't want the kid parking the car to have a heart attack."

***

The restaurant was filled to capacity when they arrived. "Rosa, I'd like you to meet two very good friend of mine, Alice and Robert Ruark."

"I'm very pleased to meet you, Rosa Thorenson," Rosa said shaking Alice's hand and taking in the black woman's beautiful features. Alice, for her part, was dissecting Rosa's body with a view toward ravishing her. 'The sooner the better,' she told herself as she made the necessary complementary remarks about Rosa's dress.

Robert remained standing while the women continued light a conversation as they evaluated each other. Then he took her hand in his and kissed it. Rosa felt a slight tingle, imagining his mouth elsewhere and found herself very impressed with Dutch's friends.

"For your information and not because I'm bragging about them, Alice is an attorney here in town and Robert is a doctor, a surgeon actually. We go back to when we were both in the navy together."

"I've known Alice for several years now. I guess we met just before they were married. Is that about right Alice?"

"Um, absolutely," she took a sip from her drink, then added, "just before the wedding actually. Dutch had another dear friend who unfortunately for everyone concerned passed away shortly after our wedding."

"A woman?" Rosa asked, and kicked herself for doing so.

"Oh, no, Marty . . . he was a wonderful guy, a wonderful guy."

Another round of drinks was ordered, and quiet prevailed as they perused their menus. The drinks arrived and general conversation about the stock market and recent movies ensued.

While discussing the merits of a particular blue chip stock with Robert, Dutch felt a hand on his lap. It took a second for him to determine it was Rosa's hand and by then his fly was open and he felt the cooler air surround his swollen glans. In a flash her hand was discretely pumping his fat cock.

He looked at her but she paid scant attention to him, seemingly engrossed in a conversation with Alice. He had to struggle to continue his own conversation with his friend. A moment later, Rosa was whispering in his ear.

"I'm going to make you come."

"Excuse me?" He managed to say.

"Yes," she whispered just loud enough for him to hear, "I'm going to make you shoot on the floor."

"Oh, yes," he said. "I'm thinking about it."

"Hey, you two, no fair with the secret talk stuff already. You hardly know each other." That was Robert.

Alice knew something was going on, but hadn't zeroed in on it.

"We're just touching on a subject from earlier in the day," Rosa said smiling broadly. And having diverted everyone, she quickened her pace, while Dutch struggled not to let his friend in on their secret.

He let his hand drop off the table an onto Rosa's lap.

"Hey!" Rosa cried out, "No funny stuff, at least not in public!"

The black couple looked knowingly at each other and politely laughed while Dutch flushed, embarrassed more by Rosa's deft handling of the situation then of his prick, which was now full blown and throbbing enroute to ejaculating.

"You are so sweet though," Rosa squeaked and kissed him on the cheek and then on the neck. Dutch used this as an excuse to return his hand to her lap and groped her pussy, searching in vain for her clit.

"But still a little fresh," she said and slapped his hand away again. Alice chuckled, but wished it were her hand on Rosa's lap. Robert had formed a mental image of Rosa tied to his bed spread-eagled as he and Alice devoured her. Neither suspected what was actually going on.

Rosa had cupped his testicles and when her fingers walked along his scrotum and neared his asshole, Dutch erupted, gushing long ropes of jizm on the bottom of the tablecloth, the floor, and his shoes. Rosa slyly placed her hand back on the table and tried to jerk it away when Alice grabbed it and gave it a lick.

"What?" Rosa gasped.

"You had some wine on your hand. I was only fooling around. Please don't be offended."

Robert had a puzzled expression on his face. Dutch had to fight off a big smile. And even with her dusky complexion it was evident to everyone that Rosa was blushing. While at the same time Dutch was discretely trying to put his member back in his shorts and zip up without calling attention to himself.




The Engagement Ch. 07



Gulping her drink down, Rosa got up from the table. "Dutch, order me another drink please. I have to go to the powder room."

He watched her walk across the room, his mind on her utter wantonness. He caught the waiter's eye and ordered the drink, then excused himself to follow her.

With his long strides he easily overtook her.

"Dutch!" she cried as he came up behind her, pushing her into the bathroom and locking the door behind them.

"What are you doing?"

"What do you think I'm doing?" He grinned, undoing his pants. "You're a fucking tease tonight aren't you?" With a sigh, he released his swollen cock. "Come and get this," he said in a hoarse voice.

She shook her head. "Someone might come by . . ."

But she was fascinated by the rapid recovery his turgid cock had made as it jerked nervously in front of her. She swallowed hard, her own desires threatening to overwhelm her.

"We shouldn't."

Even as she spoke the words she was raising her dress. He pushed her up against the sink, and after raising her short skirt over her ass, ran his hands over her plump cheeks. Then he entered her. She moaned, closing her eyes as he began to pump in and out of her. He ran his hands under her breasts, cupping them through the fabric of her dress. He watched her face in the mirror over the sink, watched his hands roaming across her body. Her lovely eyes fluttered open and joined his in watching the mirror. He watched and pounded into her harder, feeling her pussy muscles clench and refuse to release his shaft. Looking up quickly into her eyes, he watched as she began to come.

"Dutch . . . oh God . . . Dutch . . . fuck . . ."

"Come!" he growled and then leaned down and whispered in her ear. "Come, Rosa . . . let me feel you come, baby . . . you're so fucking hot . . . come for me!"

Rosa arched and then screamed as her body, which had become so tense, finally let go and inside she exploded in a sensual release. Her body shook hard, and she reached out to hold onto him, digging her nails brutally into his forearms. Rosa's breathing changed, her body began to shake and shudder as she continued to come. Grabbing the hand towel off the towel rack, he folded it lengthwise into fourths, sliding it between her teeth to muffle her cries. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he held her through the orgasm, then started pumping into even her harder, faster, using a finger to stroke her clit, making her squirm and groan even more.

She began to relax and he moaned softly in her ear, kissing her cheek as her pussy released his cock enough so he could move again. She wiggled a little, and he moved his arms, letting her legs go. Immediately, she wrapped them back around his waist, and she was thrusting her whole body against his.

"Your turn," she said smiling as her fingertips traced his nipples through his shirt.

"You're so hot and wet," he mumbled as he slowly found himself getting lost in the feelings.

"Feels so good . . . I don't want to stop this feeling . . ."

She playfully pinched one of his nipples as her other hand moved down to her sopping pussy, reaching to touch his cock as if to reassure herself that it was still firmly lodged inside her. She felt him shiver, and smiled.

Dutch pulled back until only the head of his cock was inside her - planning on driving himself back into her - when he felt her hand surround his cock. He looked at her and moaned loudly when she squeezed the head inside of her pussy and stroked his cock quickly with her hand. He tried to remain still as she jerked him into her pussy, and with each upward stroke; her knuckles banged into his balls, sending shock waves through him. Her grip, both on the outside and inside became tighter, and he closed his eyes. His cock twitched as she pulled it out of her hot pussy and rubbed it up and down her slit, stopping to slap it against her swollen clit.

"Fuck, Oh . . . Rosa," he growled and bent his head down, burying it in her neck as he started to come in convulsive movements.

Rosa stroked him, wishing she could see what she was feeling-his hot, thick come hitting her hand and stomach. She rubbed her palm over his swollen head, spreading his seed against his smooth skin as she enjoyed his hot breath against her neck. His body moved heavily against hers, and she wrapped her arms around him, rubbing his back with her wet hand as he pushed his arms under her and held her tight before rolling onto his side.

She smiled at him, and he leaned forward and kissed her softly, still trying to catch his breath. Their bodies were stuck together by their combined juices and entwined limbs as they kissed each other lightly, tasting and enjoying their closeness.

"Wow," she said as she stroked his cheek.

"Yeah, wow." His fingers were in her hair, but his eyes were lost in hers, "Multo wow!"

"I knew we were awesome together, but still, this was . . . wow!" she said as she snuggled against him, her cheek against his.

"Awesome doesn't quite describe what we've got."

"Oh, shit!"

"What's wrong baby?" he asked.

"Alice and Robert . . . they'll be wondering what the hell's going on."

He laughed and picked her up by her waist. "Naw, they know me. And I'll bet they know exactly what happened in here."

"You know them that well?"

"I know them very well." He said still smiling.

"Have . . . you slept with her?"

"Is that a problem?"

""Well, no. But I wish I'd known. I wouldn't have fooled around at the table."

"I'm glad you did."

"Yes, but . . . "Rosa was smoothing her dress down against her thighs. "She probably knew exactly what I was doing." She turned to examine herself in the mirror.

Dutch put his arm around her. "I know one thing about her."

She had her lipstick out and was carefully tracing it over the earlier coating. "And what is that?"

"She's bi-sexual."

"She is?"

"Yup, and damned if she doesn't have her eyes on you."

"How can you know this?"

"Like I said, I know the woman quite well."

Rosa considered what he had said and putting her lipstick in her purse, said, "We had better get back there."

He left the bathroom before she did, rejoining the Ruark's with a grin on his face. When she emerged, she was walking carefully, and he remembered that she had no underwear on.

"I think she's hot too," she whispered as she passed his chair and joined the rest of the group.

"What was that?" Alice asked.

"She said she thinks the two of you are hot." Dutch grinned and winced when Rosa elbowed him in the ribs.

***

After dinner they left to find another place with a dance band. Rosa found Robert to be a better than average dancer and when the band broke into a rumba she became highly aroused as he swept her around the dance floor. Before the dance ended she had felt his cock pressing into her side and upper thigh. As they walked back to the table she nonchalantly let her hand brush against his erection.

"It's almost ten inches," he said off-handedly.

"Really?" She replied.

"Kind of thick around the middle too."

"I didn't ask for references you know," she replied, revealing her embarrassment to him."

"Yes you did."

She flushed and decided to be honest with him. "Robert . . . I don't really know you, but yes, I guess I did ask you in a way."

"That's all right Rosa. By the way, you have a magnificent body yourself. May I hazard a guess?"

"Help yourself," she smiled, but gasped when he cupped her right breast in his hand. She didn't pull away, or slap his hand away. She looked to see where Dutch was. As he gently fondled her breast, he said, "If he's up to it, he's already got his dick up Alice's cute black ass."

"I doubt he's able to rise to the occasion that quickly," she said recovering her poise, but leaving his hand on her breast.

Robert dropped his hand to his side and said, "Let's go exploring shall we? Perhaps we'll run into them or at the very least, step over them."

Rosa began to giggle and daringly let her hand brush against his cock again.

"Squeeze it before we go," he said.

She did and was amazed at his girth. Still she allowed her fingers to trace his length and smiled at him. "You are what you say you are."

"And all black men are not giants in that area."

"Oh, I know that," and both laughed as she released him and they went in search of their respective dates.

As they made their way past the bar to the rear of the club, they checked the dance floor again. There was still no sign of them. Robert guided Rosa down the stairs, past the cloakroom. They were walking past it when Rosa's eye caught a glimpse of a metal heel. The type of shoe looked very familiar, and she tugged Robert's sleeve and pointed. They let their eyes adjust to the light. Sure enough, there was Dutch on his knees under the coats, his head under Alice's dress giving her a tongue- lashing. Alice was obviously very close to her climax, holding Dutch's head tightly against her cunt.

Robert gave Rosa a light nudge and signaled that they should leave. Meekly she followed him back to their table. They didn't speak a word. Ten minutes later, Alice showed up, a devilish look in her eyes. Robert asked her what she had been up to. She told him she would tell him later, if he was good. With that, she lit a cigarette, and looked for the waitress to order another round.

***

Rosa glowered at Dutch when he arrived a few minutes later.

"Meet an old friend?" She asked sarcastically.

"Actually, yes I did."

"Anyone I know?"

"Yes. Alice and I were catching up on old times."

She turned to Alice. "Is that right? You two were catching up?"

"Oh, yeah, we caught up all right. Your man gives great head."

"I know and for your information so do I, but next time ask me first if you're going to fuck Dutch when I'm around. Common courtesy you know?"

"All right, I will. And I apologize for acting like I did." Alice said. Robert was passive. Dutch looked across the room, embarrassed.

"And you, lover boy," Rosa said, fire in her tone. "We can have an open relationship that is if YOU want one, but remember it's a two-way street."

"I owe you an apology Rosa. I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings going off with Alice like that. But truth is we fuck every time we meet."

"So tell a girl so that she's able to cope with it. I don't find it pleasant looking all over for the two of you and finding you under the coat-rack going down on this," she caught herself and didn't call Alice a bitch, ". . . woman, even if she is appealing."

Robert suddenly smiled and covered Rosa's hand with his. Rosa turned to face Dutch.

"And you . . . you need to know something about me. I wanted to tell you this when it was just the two of us, but since we're all bosom buddies here at the table I'll share this with everyone. I'm bi-sexual myself."

Dutch's jaw dropped open. Robert laughed softly and Alice grinned obscenely.

"Tell us how you got hooked on pussy baby," Alice cooed.

"Fuck you, Alice!" She barked. A second later she reconsidered.

"All right, I will. It began years ago when my best girlfriend . . . no, not that kind of friend,

had her baby. Her no good husband was fucking off or fucking someone else . . . he never worked that's for sure." She bit her knuckle. "You sure you want me to go on?"

Dutch nodded and smiled at her. His hand grazed along the line of her jaw. The black couple knew enough to be quiet and let her get on with her tale.

"Okay, then, you asked. I used to watch her breast-feed the baby, little Juan. And I'd get this warm feeling in my own tits and belly." Rosa cupped her breast unconsciously as she said this. This was maybe three years before I had my Kathy.

"His little noises and the way he cupped his hand alongside her tit gave me a warm, almost sexy ache." She looked at them to make sure they were serious about this, and satisfied that they were, she continued.

"So, one day, we're both a little high on a good batch of Red, Her name was Jackie, and as we sat on my couch she straddled me, gave me this grin and unbuttoned her blouse and unhooked the nursing bra, exposing her milk-filled tits. I remember she stretched up on her knees so her huge brown nipples caressed my eyelashes. Then she took those warm bulging tits in her hands and lightly, ever so lightly, traced her nipples across my cheeks. It was heaven! After what seemed an eternity the firm, hot, fluid-leaking tip of one tit finally found its way into my hungry, greedy mouth and I suckled her while she straddled me on the couch."

Christ what a story," Dutch gasped. Robert's hand was under the table, obviously trying to finger his wife, whose eyes were bulging with lust.

"Oh yeah," Rosa went on, "Nothing seemed to move except my pulling lips and Jackie's trembling breast. It turned out neither of us had ever known such a sweet, tender moment in our lives. We did it every chance we could. Especially after Jackie's pediatrician thought it best for the baby not to nurse since she had the drug habit. She's over it for years now, but at the time . . . well it opened the door for me, or I should say, for us. Jackie kept producing milk for me and I kept the sweetness alive for us with my mouth and sucking urges. "

"So that was it? That was far as you went?" Robert asked as his arm lunged between Alice's widely parted thighs.

"Oh . . . no, we did it all . . . eventually." Smugly Rosa grinned, "Are you going to come soon Alice?"

Now it was Robert's turn to blush and he did, although one couldn't tell in the poor lighting. Alice seemed unperturbed and continued to concentrate on her pending orgasm. "Don't stop, honey," she croaked, then shuddered violently, coming hard.

"Nice touch," Dutch said tersely to his friends.

Robert and Rosa laughed and looked at one another as if promising something at a later time.

"Would you like to come home with us this evening?" Alice managed in her husky, lust-laden voice as she straightened up in her chair.

"Thank you, no. It's a very kind offer, and if possible I would like to join you, but not tonight. It's a dinner date and I do have to get home and check on my daughter.

"Well don't be strangers," Alice said as Dutch and Rosa got up to leave. Dutch dropped a twenty on the table.

Robert said, "No, man the treat's on us."

"Naw," Dutch replied. "Fifty-fifty, like always."

"All right, but give me a call tomorrow. Maybe we can get together this coming weekend."

"I'd like that," Rosa said, slipping into her jacket, "Maybe Saturday night?"

"Sounds wonderful, Rosa," Alice said and licked her lips. Rosa grinned and mimicked her, licking hers in return.

"We'll be in touch." Robert said.

"I certainly hope so," Rosa replied surprising her lover, who shrugged his shoulders as if to say "How was I to know?"

They drove back to Rosa's and on getting out she said, "I'd have invited them over, but I do have to get up early?"

"I understand we can wait," he said and kissed her lightly on the mouth. "So that's what she tastes like," Rosa said softly.

"Rosa, I . . ." He protested, but she placed a finger on his lips. "Don't worry about it. We'll start over fresh tomorrow.



The Engagement Ch. 08



Dinner Out With Alice and Robert

Less than a block away Rosa rolled the short hem of her skirt up past the tops of her new stockings revealing her bare thighs. She saw his glance and to provoke him further, moved the skirt several more inches. He glanced again and saw her exposed pussy.

"Nice," he said, watching the road again. "I like a girl who dates sans underwear."

Reaching for his right hand, she brought it down to touch her bare pussy. Although he left it there he didn't bother to dig into her, instead he told her coolly that their reservation was for 9:30, and if they were late it was going to the next party asking for a table.

She was not put off by this, saying, "It will always be there and wet for you, Dutch." And to herself she thought, 'Thank you Sharon, that cream certainly did its job. I'm looking forward to having his big cock in me and the sooner the better.'

"That's great," he said with a grin on his face.

"Can I ask you a serious question?"

"Sure," he said.

"What's your real name, Dutch?"

He laughed and moved his finger along her moist slit. "My name's really Bob, but I prefer Dutch. I got it while in the Navy a few years back."

Rose slid forward on the car seat and captured part of his finger in her cunt. She tried using some kegels on it, but didn't succeed.

"You're too much," he laughed, and rearranged his cock in his pants. "We're almost there, better cover up I don't want the kid parking the car to have a heart attack."

***

The restaurant was filled to capacity when they arrived. "Rosa, I'd like you to meet two very good friend of mine, Alice and Robert Ruark."

"I'm very pleased to meet you, Rosa Thorenson," Rosa said shaking Alice's hand and taking in the black woman's beautiful features. Alice, for her part, was dissecting Rosa's body with a view toward ravishing her. 'The sooner the better,' she told herself, as she made complementary remarks about Rosa's dress.

Robert remained standing while the women continued light a conversation while they evaluated each other. Then he took her hand in his and kissed it. Rosa felt a slight tingle, imagining his mouth elsewhere and found she was very impressed with Dutch's friends.

Dutch told Rosa. "For your information and not because I'm bragging about them, Alice is an attorney here in town and Robert is a doctor, a surgeon actually. We go back to when we were both in the navy together."

"I've known Alice for several years now. I guess we met just before they were married. Is that about right Alice?"

"Um, absolutely," she took a sip from her drink, then added, "just before the wedding actually. Dutch had another dear friend who unfortunately for everyone concerned passed away shortly after our wedding."

"A woman?" Rosa asked, and kicked herself for doing so.

"Oh, no, Marty . . . he was a wonderful guy, a wonderful guy."

Another round of drinks was ordered, and quiet prevailed as they perused their menus. The drinks arrived and general conversation about the stock market and recent movies ensued.

While discussing the merits of a particular blue chip stock with Robert, Dutch felt a hand on his lap. It took a second for him to determine it was Rosa's hand and by then his fly was open and he felt the cooler air surround his swollen glans. In a flash her hand was discretely pumping his fat cock.

He looked at her but she paid scant attention to him, seemingly engrossed in a conversation with Alice. He had to struggle to continue his own conversation with his friend. A moment later, Rosa was whispering in his ear.

"I'm going to make you come."

"Excuse me?" He managed to say.

"Yes," she whispered just loud enough for him to hear, "I'm going to make you shoot on the floor."

"Oh, yes," he said. "I'm thinking about it."

"Hey, you two, no fair with the secret talk stuff already. You hardly know each other." That was Robert.

Alice knew something was going on, but hadn't zeroed in on it.

"We're just touching on a subject from earlier in the day," Rosa said smiling broadly. And having diverted everyone, she quickened her pace, while Dutch struggled not to let his friend in on their secret.

He let his hand drop off the table an onto Rosa's lap.

"Hey!" Rosa cried out, "No funny stuff, at least not in public!"

The black couple looked knowingly at each other and politely laughed while Dutch flushed, embarrassed more by Rosa's deft handling of the situation then of his prick, which was now full blown and throbbing enroute to ejaculating.

"You are so sweet though," Rosa squeaked and kissed him on the cheek and then on the neck. Dutch used this as an excuse to return his hand to her lap and groped her pussy, searching in vain for her clit.

"But still a little fresh," she said and slapped his hand away again. Alice chuckled, but wished it were her hand on Rosa's lap. Robert had formed a mental image of Rosa tied to his bed spread-eagled as he and Alice devoured her. Neither suspected what was actually going on.

Rosa had cupped his testicles and when her fingers walked along his scrotum and neared his asshole, Dutch erupted, gushing long ropes of jizm on the bottom of the tablecloth, the floor, and his shoes. Rosa slyly placed her hand back on the table and tried to jerk it away when Alice grabbed it and gave it a lick.

"What?" Rosa gasped.

"You had some wine on your hand."

"I don't ..."

"Please don't be offended I was only fooling around."

Robert had a puzzled expression on his face. Dutch had to fight off a big smile. And even with her dusky complexion it was evident to everyone that Rosa was blushing. While at the same time Dutch was discretely trying to put his member back in his shorts and zip up without calling attention to himself.

Gulping her drink down, Rosa got up from the table. "Dutch, order me another drink please. I have to go to the powder room."

He watched her walk across the room, his mind on her utter wantonness. He caught the waiter's eye and ordered the drink, then excused himself to follow her.

With his long strides he easily overtook her.

"Dutch!" she cried as he came up behind her, pushing her into the bathroom and locking the door behind them.

"What are you doing?"

"What do you think I'm doing?" He grinned, undoing his pants. "You're a fucking tease tonight aren't you?" With a sigh, he released his swollen cock. "Come and get this," he said in a hoarse voice.

She shook her head. "Someone might come by . . ."

But she was fascinated by the rapid recovery his turgid cock had made as it jerked nervously in front of her. She swallowed hard, her own desires threatening to overwhelm her.

"We shouldn't."

Even as she spoke the words she was raising her dress. He pushed her up against the sink,

and after raising her short skirt over her ass, ran his hands over her plump cheeks. Then he entered her. She moaned, closing her eyes as he began to pump in and out of her. He ran his hands under her breasts, cupping them through the fabric of her dress. He watched her face in the mirror over the sink, watched his hands roaming across her body. Her lovely eyes fluttered open and joined his in watching the mirror. He watched and pounded into her harder, feeling her pussy muscles clench and refuse to release his shaft. Looking up quickly into her eyes, he watched as she began to come.

"Dutch . . . oh God . . . Dutch . . . fuck . . ."

"Come!" he growled and then leaned down and whispered in her ear. "Come, Rosa . . . let me feel you come, baby . . . you're so fucking hot . . . come for me!"

Rosa arched and then screamed as her body, which had become so tense, finally let go and inside she exploded in a sensual release. Her body shook hard, and she reached out to hold onto him, digging her nails brutally into his forearms. Rosa's breathing changed, her body began to shake and shudder as she continued to come. Grabbing the hand towel off the towel rack, he folded it lengthwise into fourths, sliding it between her teeth to muffle her cries. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he held her through the orgasm, then started pumping into even her harder, faster, using a finger to stroke her clit, making her squirm and groan even more.

She began to relax and he moaned softly in her ear, kissing her cheek as her pussy released his cock enough so he could move again. She wiggled a little, and he moved his arms, letting her legs go. Immediately, she wrapped them back around his waist, and she was thrusting her whole body against his.

"Your turn," she said smiling as her fingertips traced his nipples through his shirt.

"You're so hot and wet," he mumbled as he slowly found himself getting lost in the feelings.

"Feels so good . . . I don't want to stop this feeling . . ."

She playfully pinched one of his nipples as her other hand moved down to her sopping pussy, reaching to touch his cock as if to reassure herself that it was still firmly lodged inside her. She felt him shiver, and smiled.

Dutch pulled back until only the head of his cock was inside her - planning on driving himself back into her - when he felt her hand surround his cock. He looked at her and moaned loudly when she squeezed the head inside of her pussy and stroked his cock quickly with her hand. He tried to remain still as she jerked him into her pussy, and with each upward stroke; her knuckles banged into his balls, sending shock waves through him. Her grip, both on the outside and inside became tighter, and he closed his eyes. His cock twitched as she pulled it out of her hot pussy and rubbed it up and down her slit, stopping to slap it against her swollen clit.

"Fuck, Oh . . . Rosa," he growled and bent his head down, burying it in her neck as he started to come in convulsive movements.

Rosa stroked him, wishing she could see what she was feeling-his hot, thick come hitting her hand and stomach. She rubbed her palm over his swollen head, spreading his seed against his smooth skin as she enjoyed his hot breath against her neck. His body moved heavily against hers, and she wrapped her arms around him, rubbing his back with her wet hand as he pushed his arms under her and held her tight before rolling onto his side.

She smiled at him, and he leaned forward and kissed her softly, still trying to catch his breath. Their bodies were stuck together by their combined juices and entwined limbs as they kissed each other lightly, tasting and enjoying their closeness.

"Wow," she said as she stroked his cheek.

"Yeah, wow." His fingers were in her hair, but his eyes were lost in hers, "Multo wow!"

"I knew we were awesome together, but still, this was . . . wow!" she said as she snuggled against him, her cheek against his.

"Awesome doesn't quite describe what we've got."

"Oh, shit!"

"What's wrong baby?" he asked.

"Alice and Robert . . . they'll be wondering what the hell's going on."

He laughed and picked her up by her waist. "Naw, they know me. And I'll bet they know exactly what happened in here."

"You know them that well?"

"I know them very well." He said still smiling.

"Have . . . you slept with her?"

"Is that a problem?"

"Well, no. But I wish I'd known. I wouldn't have fooled around at the table."

"I'm glad you did."

"Yes, but . . . "Rosa was smoothing her dress down against her thighs. "She probably knew exactly what I was doing." She turned to examine herself in the mirror.

Dutch put his arm around her. "I know one thing about her."

She had her lipstick out and was carefully tracing it over the earlier coating. "And what is that?"

"She's bi-sexual."

"She is?"

"Yup, and damned if she doesn't have her eyes on you."

"How can you know this?"

"Like I said, I know the woman quite well."

Rosa considered what he had said and putting her lipstick in her purse, said, "We had better get back there."

He left the bathroom before she did, rejoining the Ruark's with a grin on his face. When she emerged, she was walking carefully, and he remembered that she had no underwear on.

"I think she's hot too," she whispered as she passed his chair and joined the rest of the group.

"What was that?" Alice asked.

"She said she thinks the two of you are hot." Dutch grinned and winced when Rosa elbowed him in the ribs.

***

After dinner they left to find another place with a dance band. Rosa found Robert to be a better than average dancer and when the band broke into a rumba she became highly aroused as he swept her around the dance floor. Before the dance ended she had felt his cock pressing into her side and upper thigh. As they walked back to the table she nonchalantly let her hand brush against his erection.

"It's almost ten inches," he said off-handedly.

"Really?" She replied.

"Kind of thick around the middle too."

"I didn't ask for references you know," she replied, revealing her embarrassment to him."

"Yes, you did."

She flushed and decided to be honest with him. "Robert . . . I don't really know you, but yes, I guess I did ask you in a way."

"That's all right, Rosa. By the way, you have a magnificent body yourself. May I hazard a guess?"

"Help yourself," she smiled, but gasped when he cupped her right breast in his hand. She didn't pull away, or slap his hand away. She looked to see where Dutch was. As he gently fondled her breast, he said, "If he's up to it, he's already got his dick up Alice's cute black ass."

"I doubt he's able to rise to the occasion that quickly," she said recovering her poise, but leaving his hand on her breast.

Robert dropped his hand to his side and said, "Let's go exploring shall we? Perhaps we'll run into them or at the very least, step over them."

Rosa began to giggle and daringly let her hand brush against his cock again.

"Squeeze it before we go," he said.

She did and was amazed at his girth. Still she allowed her fingers to trace his length and smiled at him. "You are what you say you are."

"And all black men are not giants in that area."

"Oh, I know that," and both laughed as she released him and they went in search of their respective dates.

As they made their way past the bar to the rear of the club, they checked the dance floor again. There was still no sign of them. Robert guided Rosa down the stairs, past the cloakroom. They were walking past it when Rosa's eye caught a glimpse of a metal heel. The type of shoe looked very familiar, and she tugged Robert's sleeve and pointed. They let their eyes adjust to the light. Sure enough, there was Dutch on his knees under the coats, his head under Alice's dress giving her a tongue- lashing. Alice was obviously very close to her climax, holding Dutch's head tightly against her cunt.

Robert gave Rosa a light nudge and signaled that they should leave. Meekly she followed him back to their table. They didn't speak a word. Ten minutes later, Alice showed up, a devilish look in her eyes. Robert asked her what she had been up to. She told him she would tell him later, if he was good. With that, she lit a cigarette, and looked for the waitress to order another round.

***

Rosa glowered at Dutch when he arrived a few minutes later. "Meet an old friend?" She asked sarcastically.

"Actually, yes I did."

"Anyone I know?"

"Yes. Alice and I were catching up on old times."

She turned to Alice. "Is that right? You two were catching up?"

"Oh, yeah, we caught up all right. Your man gives great head."

"I know, and for your information so do I, but next time ask me first if you're going to fuck Dutch when I'm around. Common courtesy you know?"

"All right, I will. And I apologize for acting like I did." Alice said. Robert was passive. Dutch looked across the room, embarrassed.

"And you, lover boy," Rosa said, fire in her tone. "We can have an open relationship that is if YOU want one, but remember it's a two-way street."

"I owe you an apology Rosa. I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings going off with Alice like that. But truth is we fuck every time we meet."

"So tell a girl so that she's able to cope with it. I don't find it pleasant looking all over for the two of you and finding you under the coat-rack going down on this," she caught herself and didn't call Alice a bitch, ". . . woman, even if she is appealing."

Robert suddenly smiled and covered Rosa's hand with his. Rosa turned to face Dutch.

"And you . . . you need to know something about me. I wanted to tell you this when it was just the two of us, but since we're all bosom buddies here at the table I'll share this with everyone. I'm bi-sexual myself."

Robert laughed softly and Alice grinned obscenely.

"Tell us how you got hooked on pussy baby," Alice cooed.

"Fuck you, Alice!" She barked. A second later she reconsidered. "All right, I will. It began years ago when my best girlfriend . . . no, not that kind of friend, had her baby. Her no good husband was fucking off or fucking someone else . . . he never worked that's for sure." She bit her knuckle. "You sure you want me to go on?"

Dutch nodded and smiled at her. His hand grazed along the line of her jaw. The black couple knew enough to be quiet and let her get on with her tale.

"Okay, then, you asked. I used to watch her breast-feed the baby, little Juan. And I'd get this warm feeling in my own tits and belly." Rosa cupped her breast unconsciously as she said this. This was maybe three years before I had my Kathy.

"His little noises and the way he cupped his hand alongside her tit gave me a warm, almost sexy ache." She looked at them to make sure they were serious about this, and satisfied that they were, she continued.

"So, one day, we're both a little high on a good batch of Red, Her name was Jackie, and as we sat on my couch she straddled me, gave me this grin and unbuttoned her blouse and unhooked the nursing bra, exposing her milk-filled tits. I remember she stretched up on her knees so her huge brown nipples caressed my eyelashes. Then she took those warm bulging tits in her hands and lightly, ever so lightly, traced her nipples across my cheeks. It was heaven! After what seemed an eternity the firm, hot, fluid-leaking tip of one tit finally found its way into my hungry, greedy mouth and I suckled her while she straddled me on the couch."

Christ what a story," Dutch gasped. Robert's hand was under the table, obviously trying to finger his wife, whose eyes were bulging with lust.

"Oh yeah," Rosa went on, "Nothing seemed to move except my pulling lips and Jackie's trembling breast. It turned out neither of us had ever known such a sweet, tender moment in our lives. We did it every chance we could. Especially after Jackie's pediatrician thought it best for the baby not to nurse since she had the drug habit.

She's over it for years now, but at the time . . . well it opened the door for me, or I should say, for us. Jackie kept producing milk for me and I kept the sweetness alive for us with my mouth and sucking urges. "

"So that was it? That was far as you went?" Robert asked as his arm lunged between Alice's widely parted thighs.

"Oh . . . no, we did it all . . . eventually." Smugly Rosa grinned, "Are you going to come soon Alice?"

Now it was Robert's turn to blush and he did, although one couldn't tell in the poor lighting. Alice seemed unperturbed and continued to concentrate on her pending orgasm. "Don't stop, honey," she croaked, then shuddered violently, coming hard.

"Nice touch," Dutch said tersely to his friends.

Robert and Rosa laughed and looked at one another as if promising something at a later time.

"Would you like to come home with us this evening?" Alice managed in her husky, lust-laden voice as she straightened up in her chair.

"Thank you, no. It's a very kind offer, and if possible I would like to join you, but not tonight. It's a dinner date and I do have to get home and check on my daughter.




The Engagement Ch. 08



"Well don't be strangers," Alice said as Dutch and Rosa got up to leave. Dutch dropped a twenty on the table.

Robert said, "No, man the treat's on us."

"Naw," Dutch replied. "Fifty-fifty, like always."

"All right, but give me a call tomorrow. Maybe we can get together this coming weekend."

"I'd like that," Rosa said, slipping into her jacket, "Maybe Saturday night?"

"Sounds wonderful, Rosa," Alice said and licked her lips. Rosa grinned and mimicked her, licking hers in return.

"We'll be in touch." Robert said.

"I certainly hope so," Rosa replied surprising her lover, who shrugged his shoulders as if to say "How was I to know?"

They drove back to Rosa's and on getting out she said, "I'd have invited them over, but I do have to get up early?"

"I understand we can wait," he said and kissed her lightly on the mouth. "So that's what she tastes like," Rosa said softly.

"Rosa, I . . ." He protested, but she placed a finger on his lips. "Don't worry about it. We'll start over fresh tomorrow.

***

Dutch & Rosa Dine at the Rourk's

Friday arrived rather quickly, and while Dutch still had some apprehension about Rosa's acceptance of group sex with Robert and Alice, Rosa had none at all. In fact, she was looking forward to it, but held back from admitting it to her lover.

That is until they were making love in their bedroom, trying to keep the noise down with Kathy in the living room watching television. He had just finished coming and they lay entwined recuperating.

"Can I tell you something Dutch?"

"Sure, go on, my buxom wench."

Being called his wench brought a smile to her face and she allowed her fingers to wrap around some hairs on his chest.

"You know, I always had high hopes you were interested in me, but thought I was seeing things in my own mind," she confessed. "I thought it would always be a dream to be with you like this - not a reality." The fingertips of her right hand began to titillate the already pebbled nipple.

"I'm more than interested, Rosa. I've become completely intrigued with you. How many times have I told you that I love you?" He watched as she took the bud and stretched it out then released it to snap back to its original shape.

She smiled and said, "You can never tell me that you love me to many times. Keep on saying it. I love hearing it. And I love you so very, very much to. I would do anything for you."

By this time Dutch was sucking on the puffy brown aureole atop her right breast, laving it with the tip of his tongue. 

She groaned, but managed to continue with her train of thought.

"Seriously Dutch, I'm not just a fling am I?"

Still sucking on her breast, he replied, "I'm much more interested in you than a simple fling."

"Hmmm, good," she moaned in a delightful tone, "I knew it." Mentally, she kicked herself for seeking his reassurance. Still, hearing him say it made her giddy with joy and her hand snaked down to her unhooded clit.

Happy at having placated his lover, he removed his mouth from her breast, and while continuing to squeeze and massage it, moved slightly lower, kissing and licking her midriff and tight stomach. She moaned happily and surrendered to him. Minutes later when his thick prick surged into her for the second time, she grunted out, "Oh, yeah, fuck me good and I'll let you watch as I go down on Alice tomorrow." 

Dutch responded by grabbing her hips and ramming his entire length into her. "Gonna blow Robert too?" He asked as his voice cracked.

"Yes, you bet I am!" She growled as the sweat rolled down between her breasts. "I want to taste his black dick."

Savagely, Dutch pounded his rock hard cock into her. "Gonna let me fuck Alice up the ass?"

The impact of his thrusts forced a grunt from her lips, "Fuck me there first and I'll help ya put it in her."

Dutch went wild, pummeling her with his massive cock and Rosa started screaming his name as well as other nasty suggestions as she came hard. It was a long time before her orgasm subsided.

***

In the next room Kathy frantically masturbated using the dildo her mother had given her. Hearing her mother making love had gotten her hotter than she could remember. Only this time she was using Dutch as her imaginary partner, wishing it were she and not her mother that he was fucking to climactic heaven. It wasn't until later that she even wondered why it was Dutch she was dreaming about and not one of the jocks at school. And who were those other people her mother kept talking about. That was SOOOO nasty. Maybe it helped turn her on . . . maybe.

***

Dutch moved into Rosa's embrace. She hugged him tightly and kissed his shoulder while her hands were busy rubbing hard against his back. "That was sensational!" Rosa moaned, filled with satisfaction. "I must have come a hundred times."

"Oh, really, so you're counting them now?" His laughter assured her that he was only teasing.

"You are the world's greatest lover, baby. That's how come I love you so much."

He kissed the tip of her nose. "I hope to hell Kathy didn't hear us. Or I should say I hope she didn't hear you."

"I have a confession to make."

"Give me a second while I put my collar on," he joked

Giggling, she gave him a half-hearted slap on the shoulder.

"I knew she would be hearing us from time to time and we had a discussion . . . well I kinda went round and round with her. Anyway, Kathy told me how horny she was getting. Especially after hearing us in here one night, so I bought her a dildo."

He laughed, "No shit?"

Her face revealed her surprise. "You're not pissed off?"

"No, I think it very sensible. Hey look, she's a beautiful kid and every dork in that high school must be dreaming about getting into her pants."

"Dutch!"

"Don't Dutch me. I know what goes on at that age." 

She knew what went on at that age as well as he did. And she knew just how horny a young girl could get, having been there herself. "Oh, Dutch, I love you!" And she hugged him close.

***

In the next room, Kathy reached her climax and with her hand clenched between her teeth she rocked into blissful ecstasy. Ironically, she too called his name out as her orgasm savaged her young torso.

***

Later, when Dutch was fast asleep, Rosa poured herself a glass of milk, removed her makeup and took a shower. Afterward, with a towel around her hips, she examined herself in the mirror.

'Not so bad for thirty-eight,' she told herself. Then hefting her right breast she carefully examined the aureole. As she looked, her nipple stiffened and pretending she was Dutch, she kissed it, drew it into her mouth and gave it a playful nip.

***

Saturday afternoon in their bedroom the two were getting dressed, both were slightly nervous about what lay ahead for them that evening. They had never swapped before. Dutch reflected on their encounter at the doctor's office, but didn't count that as he had fucked Rosa and Timmy had fucked Sharon. True the next day Rosa had gone down on the doctor and Cindy, but again, that wasn't swapping mates. 

Rosa knew his behavior well enough by now to see that he was apprehensive about the evening ahead. She looked at him as he pulled his slacks on. "Are you thinking about backing out of this?" she asked, as she laid yet another dress out on the bed.

"What?" He said, pausing before slipping his foot into a tasseled loafer. "Why would you think that?" He looked at her and his cock began to rise. She stood there before him, no bra, no panties, just a garter-belt to hold up her black stockings. She had trimmed her pussy hair into a heart shape around her mons. To Dutch, she was the most beautiful woman he'd ever known.

She noticed the bulge in his slacks and decided to tease him. "I don't know. It is a big change for us, but I don't mind at all. In fact I'm looking forward to sampling Robert's black cock."

"You never cease to surprise me, baby. You know I've been with Alice before don't you?"

"That's pretty obvious, isn't it? You do recall the other night?""

"Well without going into all the details, and I expect you to keep this to yourself and not discuss it with either Robert or Alice . . . ever. I screwed her on her wedding night."

Rosa was stunned. "Wow! It's no wonder you don't want me talking about it."

Trying to change the subject, he pondered aloud, "I wonder what she's doing right now?"

"Might be she's using a vibrator on her ass to get ready for you, big boy."

"You know," he had to laugh; "sometimes you amaze me with how sluttish you can get."

She put her left foot on the chair and smoothed her stockings. 'Yeah, yeah, you can take the girl out of the gutter, but you can't get the gutter out of the girl." She knew she was providing him with a spectacular view of her pussy.

"You never commented on my little heart," she whined and pretended to pout.

He was ready to take her then and there, but held off knowing a difficult evening lay ahead.

"You know I love anything you do to make yourself even more desirable to me."

"Damn if you don't seem to say the right thing every time." Now we better get ready, we're running late as it is."

"Rosa? What's Kathy doing this evening?"

"A stay over at her friend Peggy's," she said selecting a black sheath from the bed and putting it on.

"Have you ever met Peggy's parents?" Dutch inquired as he adjusted his cufflinks.

"No, but that is very much on my agenda." Smoothing the dress along her hips, she continued. "I feel like I've been cheating Kathy insofar as spending time with her; and that goes for her friends. I mean, I know Peggy, but do I really know her?"

"True," he responded. "We have to keep an eye on both her and her friends."

Rosa felt a tingle ripple through her. 'He really cares about Kathy,' she thought, dabbing some fragrance behind her ears and between her abundant cleavage. 'I'd do anything for him, anything.'

"Dutch, can you come here and fasten this necklace for me?"

He strode over to her and fastened the pearls around her neck. "Wow! You look fantastic, Rosa, just fantastic."

"I hope so," she smiled and then glanced in the full-length mirror, "since I don't have a stitch on underneath this thing. You're going to set Alice's heart aflutter when she sees you too."

He ran his hand along her thigh and traced a finger along the garter-belt she wore. "Except this and I know Robert won't mind it."

She giggled, "That's for Alice silly, the dress is for Robert."

***

As Dutch backed his battered Volvo from the garage he looked at Rosa and asked, "Do you think we should let them make the first moves?"

"Absolutely, it's their home. We play by their rules," she grinned at him and moved her hips on the seat to get a little sensation across her bottom.

"You sound like you've done this before," he smiled.

Nervous because he might think less of her, Rosa's hands went to her mouth and she sputtered, "No, honestly, I've never done this before."

"Hey, take it easy, I believe you."

The drive itself took 40 minutes. Dutch eased onto 710 then merged onto the west Gardena Freeway. Traffic was mounting as people were headed out to eat or play and he took 405 toward Santa Monica. 

"Do you have good directions?" Rosa inquired gently, not wanting to offend.

"Yeah, Robert and I discussed them earlier," he answered and concentrated on his driving, taking the California-91, Artesia Boulevard exit towards Redondo Beach.

Rosa relaxed for the first time since getting into the car and wondered what Alice would taste like.

Dutch turned right onto Artesia Boulevard, then left onto Hawthorne and finally made a right onto 190th Street. "We're almost there," he said glancing at her and thinking about how she would respond later as both he and Robert fucked her.

Hermosa Avenue led them to Beach Drive and at Fourth he pulled into a magnificent bricked driveway. A huge mansion loomed in front of them. Looking around she saw elaborate landscaping visually stunning in the night lighting. Terraced flower beds and azaleas in bloom, intricate rock gardens and a wall of towering desert cacti.

"Wow!" She said, very impressed.

"The boy's done well for himself," he said. "The girl's handled herself fairly well too," he smiled and opened his door and moved around to Rosa's side. "Opulence and decadence awaits us, my fair maiden," he said as he opened the door for her. Rosa made sure he got a good look at her pussy as she got out of the Volvo. They walked to the front door and Rosa touched the bell.

"It's such a lovely home, I bet it went for almost 2 million," she said.

"You're the realtor," he said laughing, "you should know, I never asked, but Robert can afford that range."

"At least that," she added having run some figures through her head. Just then Robert opened the door and greeted them warmly.

"Good evening, Rosa, Dutch. Welcome to our home."

Rosa spoke first, "Hi, Robert. Thanks for having us."

Dutch followed with, "You might want this for dinner, or another time," and handed Robert a bottle of Merlot.

"Why thank you, you really shouldn't have," he said and then led them into the sumptuous living room where a fire was roaring in the stone fireplace. Rosa let her hand slide over Robert's fingers just a fraction of a second longer than normal. He noticed and gave her a wry, knowing smile. 

Just then Alice appeared, talking to someone on a cell phone. She waved gaily at them and indicated she'd be right with them. A moment later she terminated the call and made for them. Hugging Dutch and grinding her crotch against him, she said, "Hello Dutch, good to see you again!"

Turning to Rosa she smiled and said, "and you . . . Rosa, I can't believe it, you're absolutely stunning in that outfit. Where did you find it?" Even as she asked the question Rosa's eyes took in the spacious living room. It faced the beach, fifty feet of glass panels, two stories high. Rosa blinked and remembered to respond to Alice's query and paid similar complements to Alice in return. The girls had their arms around each other as Robert escorted everyone into the library where cocktails awaited them. Rosa and Dutch accepted long stemmed glasses of Merlot from Alice who was wearing a tight white dress over her almost Mediterranean toned skin.

Rosa had to ask, "Tell me Alice, have you ever modeled?"

Alice smiled demurely and said, "no, but I have been approached about the possibility."

"Come on," Robert said, "the truth of it is that she was pursued by several famous photographers from Cosmo and Vogue pleading with her to pose for them. But she felt it would interfere with her studies and legal career."

"It would have too," she added, then took a sip of her wine. "Besides my life is less complicated this way, I have my career and don't need to worry about gaining a few pounds to the point I become paranoid about it."

Dutch smiled and told her she could still model as far as he was concerned.

"Sure," she laughed, Penthouse or maybe Hustler, huh?"

"He laughed too. "Well them too, I suppose, but I was thinking of the fashion magazines and what about the catalogues?"

She finished her wine and responded. "Uh huh, like Victoria's Secret?"

Rosa changed the subject, asking, "Where did you guys meet?"

Robert decided to answer that one. "We were both born and raised here in Southern California. And I'll tell you now with you're asking, I'm 46 and Alice is 39. She was a student at Berkley when we met. I had just gotten out of the Navy, where of course I met Dutch. Anyway, with Alice and I it was lust at first sight. Sort of happened that way with the both of you too didn't it?"

Rosa felt herself blush. "Yes," she said, we met at the beach and he took my mother home and screwed her ass off. I came home later, a little drunk and we wound up making love at the foot of my mother's bed."

"Damn," Robert said as he shifted position to compensate for his swelling erection. Alice stood up and went into the kitchen, returning with a tray of canapés and circulated in the room making sure that everyone had one before setting the tray down and picking up her wine glass.

Twenty minutes later dinner was served. Following desert and coffee, Robert asked Rosa if she would like a tour of the house. 

Rising and folding her napkin, she replied, "I love to. Dutch are you coming?'

"He's seen this place plenty of times," Alice said and shooed her husband and Rosa off. "I'll keep him company," she purred. 

'I'll bet,' Rosa thought, 'but then again, I bet we'll make a stop along the way too." "Have fun and don't do anything I wouldn't," she called over her shoulder as she followed Robert from the room.

***

As soon as they left the room Alice stood up and performed a brief striptease for him. As soon as she was nude, she went to him and tore at his belt and ripped open his fly. Dutch managed to remove his slacks and shorts before Alice gently grasped his scrotum with one cool hand and placed her other hand firmly over his ass. 

He shivered with delighted expectation as her fingertips crept into the crack of his ass, and as she started pulling him closer, her warm, open mouth engulfed his thickened member in its entirety. He looked down admiring her fellating skills just as her head began to bob up and down from the tip of his helmet-like knob to the thick swirls of pubic hair on his groin.

***

Robert's hand rested lightly on Rosa's rear as they entered the master bedroom.

"It's enormous!" She said aloud, and it was. A huge 30 x 30 foot room with what must have been a 20 x 20 foot master bath. The king-sized bed draped with raspberry and lemon colored parachute silk. Several bottles of expensive perfume and a beautiful tortoiseshell comb were arranged on the inlaid empire dressing table he had bought Alice in Paris.

"Yes it is," he replied, but his voice, heavy with suggestion took on a different meaning. Added to this, his fingers tightened on her ass.

She was smart enough to grasp what he'd said and replied, "I'm sure it is, Robert. As I recall you told me it was ten inches."

"I'd like to show it to you if you don't mind."

She smiled, "I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to see it," her eyelashes fluttered as his hand went to his zipper. Her pulse rate soared as she saw the long, dark penis exposed for the first time.

Licking her lips unconsciously, Rosa had to swallow before speaking for her throat had gone dry. "It is enormous," she managed and began to kneel, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

"Rosa," he said gently, "once we start we'll be going pretty good. I think you should remove your clothing. I wouldn't want it to get torn or stained."

Nodding her agreement, she rose and turned away from him. Robert unfastened her black dress and pulled the zipper down. Rosa shrugged her shoulders and let the sheath drop to the floor.

It was his turn to stare as Rosa stood naked save the garter-belt and black stockings.

"You look like someone out of a Playboy centerfold," he said quietly, obviously awed by her statuesque beauty.

"Not bad for 38, eh?" she said, but still felt her dusky body flush under his gaze.

"I'd never take you for 38, perhaps 23 or 24, but never even 30." His eyes were riveted to her. Then shaking his head to clear it, he moved to the closet, rummaged around for a minute and returned bearing a luxurious full-length mink coat.

"Put this on," he said.

She did. She had never worn a mink in her life; had never contemplated wearing one, not withstanding owning one. Rosa was thrilled and tears formed in the corners of each eye.

"Model it for me, please."

Feeling silly, but enormously special, she sauntered around the room, clad in the mink and garter-belt; spinning, opening the coat to flash him erotically and she started to giggle as his cock grew larger and soared up to lay pressed against his flat stomach.




The Engagement Ch. 08



***

Dutch came! Alice could feel it spraying her esophagus and then the sides of her throat as she slid him back from the recesses of her throat. His hot cum poured into her mouth and she let it fill up before swallowing. But he kept spurting and she found herself delightedly swallowing over and over; and when he'd finished, she licked his entire member clean and then with a deliberately languid motion, hiked her dress up around her hips and placed her legs on his shoulders. 

"For dessert why not dine at the 'Y'?" she murmured.

He smiled down at her and lowered his face between her thighs. "Why not?" he said, although his voice was already muffled.

***

Robert removed the coat and laid it on the king-sized bed. Waving his hand he gestured for Rosa to position herself on it. Moving quickly she did so, but not before he caught a glimpse of her labia shimmering with juice already seeping out. 

Later, she would recall the moment and tell Dutch that his handing her the mink brought her to the brink of an orgasm. But the line that Dutch would carry to his grave was when she said, "Jesus, my pussy was so hot and swollen at that moment I thought I could fuck a horse." 

But right then Rosa ran her hands over her breasts as Robert slowly disrobed before her and was astounded to find her nipples stiffer than she ever known them to be. He was not black, but light-skinned. She thought his skin tone similar to her own, but soon lost that train of thought as she absorbed his muscular physique. Her throat went completely dry as she watched him slowly stoking himself as he advanced toward her. Then he lay down on the bed and she found herself looming over him, staring into his prodigious prick. 

He reached up and pulled her to him, kissing her tenderly and she surprised him with her hungry response. Brief moments later, she was guiding his enormous cock along the line where her labia came together at the top of her slit. Rosa rubbed her hips against him and moaned softly into his ear. One second she was rubbing his uncircumcised head against her and the next it was sliding and careening along her cuntal walls until stopping abruptly on reaching her cervix.

Neither said a word, except for the occasional grunt. They just rutted against one another, his hands brushing her nipples; her fingers cupping his testicles

She continued to move with him, moaning loudly as she felt him leaving her molten cunt, but he remained just inside her opening, his hands clenching her ass tightly, eliciting another, longer moan from her. Robert lay still for a moment, as both gasped for breath. He grinned at her then stuck two fingers into his mouth. After wetting them with his saliva he traced them over her parched lips, and then applied some pressure until her mouth opened and he thrust them onto her tongue. 

Rosa treated the fingers as though they were his cock, licking and sucking ferociously on them. He laughed and pulled them free with a soft pop. Then he leaned over and blew on her engorged nipple, wet it with his fingers and blew again. Rosa slammed her pelvis up at him so violently he was lifted into the air.

Of course what goes up must come down and he did, knocking the wind out of her and while she coughed and sputtered regaining her breath, he entered her and began to fuck her like a crazed madman.

***

Alice threw her head back on the couch as he nuzzled her breasts. She knew she was close to coming. But still marveled at light touch he was using on her. She liked watching him kiss his way along her lower body, connecting her beauty marks, kissing across her taut belly, down to that single, sandal-wood colored spot on the hollow of her inner thigh. She rolled her head across the pillow, groaning as he entered her with the tip of his tongue.

She arched her back, getting a good view of him between her legs. She couldn't help but moan as he kissed her - she actually felt him smile.

'THERE!' She screamed inwardly as her head rolled back and forth across the pillow. 'THERE, YES, THERE!'

She shuddered, clawed at his head, tearing at his hair as he brought her off again and again. She lay limp upon the cushions, momentarily exhausted as he slowly kissed his way up her body, tickling her with his eyelashes. Dutch was good, very good; very handsome and a great fuck. He was astride her now, wiping his mouth as he looked her in the eyes, then reached under her, positioned her hips. She smiled and threw her arms around his neck . . . . She wrapped herself around him, kissing hard until they both seemed to run out of air. She was breathing the harder of the two, and bit his ear.

Alice had more mischief on her mind, however, and after tonguing his ear until he moaned, she whispered, "Want to see how they're doing?"

He got to his feet and kicked his slacks away, then bent to remove his socks and shoes. Alice struck a provocative pose as she stood in front of Dutch clad in nothing but six inch heels and held her cupped breasts out to him.

"Which way my brown skinned slut?" 

Giggling, Alice set off for the master suite. Dutch followed her down the hall. Shoeless, neither made a sound and on arriving they found the door open, heard Rosa's grunting as Robert plowed a furrow through her pussy. Alice wandered into the room; Dutch poked his head inside and both saw Rosa on the mink coat, her face pressed into the pillow, Robert straddling her as his ebony cock surged deeply into her cunt. Her legs bent from the sheer force of his pistoning in and out of her and just as the interlopers edged into the room - drawn to the wildly fornicating couple, Robert's gigantic prick slipped out of Rosa and she moaned loudly at the loss.

Rosa's eyes held a wild, desperate look in them. It was obvious to Dutch that she saw him standing there, but she showed no interest in halting Robert from reinserting his massive shaft and resuming pounding it into her. In fact after a second or two had elapsed, Rosa nodded at them and then closed her eyes as an orgasm ripped through her body.

Alice moved next to the couple and leaning over she whispered to her husband, "Her ass . . . put it in her ass."

But Dutch was acting of his own volition and climbed onto the bed, joined the couple. "Come on Alice, get over here."

"How do you want me?" She asked as Robert quit fucking Rosa for the moment.

"Robert, get on your back. Alice squat above his face, he's gonna eat you some. Rosa . . . can you hear me?"

"Huh?"

"We're going to double-fuck you and then some. Are you ready for it?"

"Oh . . . yeah," she said dully, not fully comprehending what was taking place, but obviously willing to go along with whatever Dutch or Robert wanted her to do.

"All right then, Rosa play with Alice's tits while . . ."

Alice was beside herself. "I like 'em pinched and bitten baby, okay?" Her eyes were positively gleaming with lust.

Robert grasped his black cock and inserted it back in her now gaping cunt. Rosa never uttered a sound. She reached for Alice's breasts as instructed and squeezed both nipples, then leaned forward and opened her mouth to receive Alice's tongue and the fun began. 

Rosa did grunt with surprise when on the second hump up and back down on Robert's thick cock Dutch slid the head of his cock into her recently lubed ass. Having two cocks inside her was a first for her and she opened her mouth and screamed as Dutch pushed into her. Then the initial pain subsided and she had a moment to think about what was happening to her. She could feel both cocks almost touching one another through the tissue thin membrane separating them. The pleasure she felt was intense as both men seemed to be acting in concert, not moving too quickly so as to dislodge the other. She sensed a monumental orgasm looming, but merely contented herself by capturing Alice's left breast and chewed her supple nipple. 

Robert's tongue delved deeply within his wife's slushy cunt as he carefully moved his hips, driving his penis in and then out of Rosa's cunt. He knew he could hold off coming indefinitely. The combined violence of both men snapped first one and then the second of the garters on Rosa's garter belt, rendering it useless, and as they continued fucking both her holes her black hose slipped down around her calves.

Alice drew in gulps of air and pinched the free nipple with her hand, using the other to caress Rosa's face and hair. Rising mere inches before descending onto Robert's mouth using unthinkable skills to remain a fraction of an inch from smothering his mouth with her sloppy cunt.

Her husband deliriously drank in the juices from her intense arousal, tasted Dutch's sperm (not for the first time) as he slowly played with her using his fingers at lure her clit from hiding causing Alice to shudder as she climaxed.

"Take it in your teeth," she whined.

He did. It felt different biting it. Usually he was content to lick it or suck it. He found it hard and bit harder.

"No!"

"No!"

"Sweet Jesus!" She screamed, as her body bucked and writhed against his lips until he parted his teeth.

Dutch concentrated on holding off his ejaculate, enjoying the feel of Robert's prick almost massaging his.

Alice was the first to come, hunching furiously upon Robert's face, forcing him to wrest his face from beneath her discharging cunt.

Dutch was next, spewing his load into the furthest recesses of Rosa's ass.

The sensation of his sperm rocketing through her anal canal set Rosa off and she commenced a series of climaxes that only lengthened when Dutch pulled out of her ass and Robert was able to pummel her cunt with his rampant prick. Even as her body suffered the jolting thrusts of his fucking her, she felt a trickle of cum seep from her ass and drip onto the mink coat on the bed. It soon turned into a stream and then a gusher as her rectum started the slow, onerous return to normalcy.

Robert fucked her for another five minutes before filling her cunt with his copious load and then collapsed - rolling off her and lying spread-eagled on the bed - a long trail of his jizm running from the tip of his black cock, over the mink coat to Rosa's cum stained thighs.

Still shivering with the aftermath of her climactic convulsions, Rosa struggled to lean up on one elbow and trace the outline of his eyebrows and his cheekbones and his lips with one fingertip.

"Some house you have here," she smiled, closed her eyes and drifted off for a few minutes.

***

Robert took a quick shower and Dutch made everyone drinks. Rosa peeled off the ruined garter belt and black hose and used the shower after Robert emerged. Now clad in a terrycloth robe, he nudged Alice aside, handed her a drink, and sat down between her and Dutch.

Rosa returned wiping her luxurious black hair with a towel, and asked Alice for something to throw on.

"Try my dresser over there on the right," Alice said devouring Rosa's body with her eyes. "Just don't cover too much, okay baby?"

She borrowed a black lace teddy from Alice's dresser; it afforded her breasts some coverage, but ended abruptly at her hips. Her pussy loomed at the others as if begging for more attention. Alice patted the cushion next to her and Rosa joined her, plopping down next to her. Alice, still naked, leaned back to admire Rosa's lithe form, then no longer able to contain herself, bent forward and began to lick her way from Rosa's heel to the back of her knee. Rosa accepted this homage for a while, taking the occasional sip of her rum laced drink. Everyone was mellowed out, preparing for the next engagement. 

They didn't have to wait long. Rosa finished her drink, got up and went into the bedroom, turning in the doorway and crooked her finger at Alice, beckoning her to follow. She did, and with Rosa sprawled out on the bed waiting for the tawny-skinned Negress, Alice carefully picked up her mink and hung it back up. 

"We'll let the dry-cleaner get rid of the stains," she said gaily and hopped back on the bed, and placing one hand on Rosa's pussy, spread her labia apart. Then she pushed the top of the black teddy down, exposing both of Rosa's breasts, took Rosa's nipple between her teeth and bit.

Rosa moaned and almost came from the excitement of what she knew was coming next.

Alice didn't tease her but went straight for her pussy. With her breasts crushed against Rosa's belly, she spread the labia open and sent her tongue darting in and out of Rosa's coral tinged cunt as the two men watched and sipped from their respective glasses.

Alice moved her head in small circles as Rosa bucked her hips in ecstasy. The room reeked of carnal pleasure, Dutch and Robert had followed the women into the room and was now consciously slowly stroking their erections while observing the finer techniques of cunnilingus being performed in front of them.

Robert offered, and Dutch accepted some Viagra, then Robert took one. They continued their leisurely masturbating until the threat of coming caused them to halt. Alice pulled her head away long enough to caress the inner folds of her raven haired lover's snatch. But Rosa felt compelled to reciprocate and reached for the darker hued Alice and gently urged her from between her legs. As she reluctantly pulled away, the men saw the frothy cream oozing from between Rosa's thighs. With a series of deft directions, Rosa soon had Alice hovering above her so that they could merge into a 69 position. 

"Yes!" Cried Alice, reinserting her serpentine tongue back into the lathered juice of Rosa's overworked pussy. Rosa's hands clasped Alice's rear end and pulled it to her face and began to suck.

Dutch continued watching them. Admiring the supple grace as they writhed against one another, covered with sweat and then Alice yanked her head away from the cunt she had been tongue fucking, shook it from side to side and shuddered even as her hips continued gyrating against Rosa's questing mouth. Rosa realized Alice was close to having a massive orgasm and rolled her over on her side.

"What?" Alice moaned lost in her lust.

"Gonna make you come big time!" Panted Rosa, who then lay her chin in the cleft of Alice's ass and lapped her pussy feverously until Alice came, undulating as the spasms ripped through her earthy body. Rosa kept on licking and sucking, even adding several fingers to the gaping hole that was Alice's cunt. Alice seemed to recover momentarily as if seeking out the two men and their tools of pleasure. She managed to focus on them and delighted at finding them, bestowed a lewd smile of erotic satisfaction from her juice laden face; and then closed her eyes and went to the land of earthly delights and pleasures as her climax smashed into her. 

The men were transfixed with the knowledge that the most important women in their lives were devouring one another's genitals with gusto. Rosa didn't last long under Alice's talented tongue.

With a violent shudder, Rosa screamed out as she came. He eyes flew open and she looked at her mate, her reddened face a mask of pure pleasure as she clenched her thighs together and raised her knees slightly, placing her hands on Alice's head trying to signal her to call a halt to the tongue lashing she was undergoing. But Alice persisted and Rosa succumbed as another mammoth orgasm consumed her. 

Afterward, Alice gestured for the men to approach as they lay in one another's embrace. Rosa continued to shudder with the aftereffects of her climax. Robert placed himself close to Rosa's breasts and taking them in his gifted hands teased her nipples one at a time. Alice leaned into the heart-shaped fur that adorned Rosa's cunt and ran her tongue through the matted, juice filled curls. Rosa shivered and moaned with pleasure.

"Honey," Alice said to her husband, "you really filled her up. I must have drunk a gallon of your cum from her snatch. And Dutch, she has the sweetest pussy. It's the greatest, you must love fucking it every day."

"I do love her and I do love fucking her," Dutch said seriously, as if worried they might doubt him.

Then Alice turned playful again and slipping around to Rosa's rear, sent her tongue probing into her ass. 

"Holy Mother of God, I'm gonna cum again!" Rosa moaned.

Robert and Dutch looked on as Alice nestled her face between the cheeks of Rosa's ass and sucked. Suddenly she pulled back, and with a mischievous glint in her eye, opened her mouth and revealed to the men the pool of semen she'd collected. Then snorting with contained laughter, she moved quickly to Rosa's mouth and with bulging cheeks mimed for Rosa to open hers. Rosa complied and Alice hovered above her open mouth fussing like a mother bird about to feed its young a worm or bug. Instead it was the semen from Dutch's ejaculation in her ass that Alice released and Rosa accepted, swallowing some before Alice kissed her and ultimately shared the remaining traces of it with Rosa.

Alice raised her eyebrows coquettishly as she saw the two cocks throbbing just out of her peripheral vision. And as she beckoned both men closer, Rosa lithely wriggled behind her and spread Alice's ass cheeks apart and placed a warm kiss on her rosebud. 

"Oh, how lovely," Alice cooed, clearly enjoying the sensual sensations emanating from the other woman's anal activity.

And as Rosa buried her face in Alice's ass, Dutch moved in behind her and fixed his prick level with her asshole. "Keep going darling," he said his voice velvety smooth. "I'm gonna stick my searing dick up your chute . . . " Rubbing the large helmet-like knob most men called their cockhead, he shifted his weight slightly, spread his feet another two inches wider and drove his prick up and into Rosa's ass.

"Woof," was the muffled sound she made in reaction to his initial thrust, but then she renewed her efforts in licking and sucking on Alice's ass.

Robert listened to the sounds of their lovemaking. A sort of slurping noise as Dutch's cock eased out of her ass and a sticky, wet slapping sound as his balls connected with the cheeks of her ass as he strove to penetrate deeper with each inbound fuck.

Everyone in the room registered the sensual fragrance wafting almost pungently through the air, but only Robert was able to categorize it; everyone else being preoccupied for the moment.

"Honey," Alice moaned.

He looked at his wife. She beckoned him over to her and seized his massive prick in one hand while balancing precariously on the other. Robert reached out and steadied her as she engulfed at least 6 inches.

Dutch watched as Alice sensually removed the black prick from her mouth and after admiring its slimy saliva coated shimmer, began rolling her tongue over the sensitive underside of her husband's rigid cock. Dutch increased the pressure of his hands upon Rosa's hips, slowing his pace, reveling in the tight fit of his cock in her anal canal.

Meanwhile, Alice as if wanting to present him with an ever better perspective tilted her head to one side causing her lustrous black hair to hang on the other side providing Dutch with a clear view of how she was fellating Robert.

Robert was taking deep hard breaths - when with a barely audible cry, Alice widened her lips and sank her mouth around the head of Robert's prick. Her head went lower and lower as she absorbed the brunt of his long thick prick before slowly allowing it to slip from her mouth even darker than before due to the blood engorging his member.

Dutch was brought back to Rosa as her ass contracted tightly around his engorged penis and she wrenched her mouth away from Alice's ass, threw back her head and moaned loudly through clenched teeth as an orgasm of mighty proportions swept through her superb body.

Perhaps a minute passed before she ventured a sound.

"Oh, baby, that felt so good. I just adore the way you fuck your baby," then she shuddered and convulsed against his body for another long minute; then slowly relaxed with a long sigh and as Dutch pulled his erection from her asshole with a 'plop,' she rolled away to enjoy the remainder of her climax.




The Engagement Ch. 08



Never wavering, Dutch inserted a finger into Alice's ass. She wriggled her consent, sticking her rear up to greet him as she sucked hard on Robert's meaty cock while caressing his balls.

Dutch spread her anus apart with a second finger and satisfied that he would find easy penetration, lined his dick up and drove it into her. He didn't last long.

It was the sheer imagery of her giving her husband a masterpiece of a blowjob and the manner in which she took him into her ass, shaking it, pushing back at him all the while adroitly maneuvering Robert's prick deeper into her throat. Dutch saw Robert's eyes roll back as he started his climax and that triggered Dutch into his.

Alice realized both men were coming and began to milk Dutch's prick in a desperate attempt to get them to come at the same time. To her delight she succeeded. Her loving husband spewed jet after jet into her throat. Dutch emptied himself into her ass and everyone collapsed in a hot, sweaty heap entangled in one another's limbs, catching their breaths in short jerky gasps.

Both men were finished for the night. Rosa was in an almost comatose state. Only the insatiable Alice craved still more. She managed to satisfy some of her oral cravings; cleaning both cocks of any semen and then ravaging both of Rosa's holes until a weary Rosa shoved her away.

Much later Rosa stirred and taking care not to awaken the now sleeping Alice, sat up and took a brief inventory. Her labium was raw, red and swollen and she had dried cum spread over her entire lower body. She looked over at Alice and saw globs of semen still oozing from her cunt and ass. She too was a gooey mess with red welt marks from being squeezed by both burly men.

As silently as possible Rosa eased herself off the bed, traipsed to the shower and carefully closed the bathroom door behind her. She smiled with satisfaction on discovering the Roark's had four jets in their extra large shower. 'Funny,' she thought, 'I didn't notice it the last time.' She smiled realizing that she was still coming throughout that first time in the shower, no wonder she hadn't notice it then. She remained under the hot jets until Robert and Alice joined her.

"So, Rosa, how did you like it?" Alice inquired as she lathered her upturned breasts.

Pausing to note the state of Robert's penis before she replied, (It was limp) she said, "It was better than I'd thought it would be."

Robert chimed in with, "Than you'll be joining us again for another session?"

"I certainly will, you don't mind if I bring Dutch with me?"

They responded together, a sign of being married for several years, "Bring whomever you want. The more the merrier."

***

They were all smiles as they said their goodbyes. Rosa was almost too tired to walk and leaned on Dutch as they made their way to his battered Volvo. For the first time since she'd known him, he failed to kick or strike the vehicle with anything. 

Alice and Robert stood arm in arm at the door waving until the Volvo disappeared from view. When the door was closed he took Alice in his arms and kissed her lightly on her swollen lips. She smiled tiredly at him and pecked him back. 

"She was hotter than we had any reason to expect her to be," Alice said. 

"True," he said sitting down to remove his slippers.

"I especially loved it when she ate my ass," Alice cooed, obviously reliving the moment.

"Oh there were several incidents that I found very stimulating, but let's wait until we watch the video tomorrow."

"Mmmmmm," she husked, "tomorrow. It is tomorrow already. Do you have anything left for me . . . say as a nightcap?"

"Maybe."

"Can you put it in me?"

"Will you milk me?'

"Uh huh."

"Then I think we can oblige you," he said shucking off the last of his clothing.

"Christ, what is it with me, I feel so empty unless there's a cock, or tongue inside me somewhere."

"I've told you, you are a nymphomaniac, a lovely, lovely woman whom I love with all my heart, but a nymphomaniac nonetheless."

She spread her legs to an almost impossible width, summoning his member. And as Robert placed his weight upon her and sank into her she sighed contentedly, closed her eyes and fell into a deep slumber.

To her supine figure he whispered, "And I wouldn't have it any other way."



The Engagement Ch. 09



Dinner and More With the Rourk's

Friday arrived rather quickly, and while Dutch still had some apprehension about Rosa's acceptance of group sex with Robert and Alice the next night, Rosa had none at all. In fact, she was looking forward to it, but held back from admitting it to her lover.

That is until they were making love in their bedroom, trying to keep the noise down with Kathy in the living room watching television. He had just finished coming and they lay entwined recuperating.

"Can I tell you something Dutch?"

"Sure, go on, my buxom wench."

Being called his wench brought a smile to her face and she allowed her fingers to wrap around some hairs on his chest.

"You know, I always had high hopes you were interested in me, but thought I was seeing things in my own mind," she confessed. "I thought it would always be a dream to be with you like this - not a reality." The fingertips of her right hand began to titillate the already pebbled nipple.

"I'm more than interested, Rosa. I've become completely intrigued with you. How many times have I told you that I love you?" He watched as she took the bud and stretched it out, then released it to snap back to its original shape.

She smiled and said, "You can never tell me that you love me to many times. Keep on saying it. I love hearing it. And I love you so very, very much to. I would do anything for you."

By this time Dutch was sucking on the puffy brown aureole atop her right breast, laving it with the tip of his tongue. 

She groaned, but managed to continue with her train of thought.

"Seriously Dutch, I'm not just a fling am I?"

Still sucking on her breast, he replied, "I'm much more interested in you than a simple fling."

"Hmmm, good," she moaned in a delightful tone, "I knew it." Mentally, she kicked herself for seeking his reassurance. Still, hearing him say it made her giddy with joy and her hand snaked down to her unhooded clit.

Happy at having placated his lover, he removed his mouth from her breast and while continuing to squeeze and massage it, moved slightly lower, kissing and licking her midriff and tight stomach. 

She moaned happily and surrendered to him. Minutes later as his thick prick surged into her for the second time and her orgasm was rapidly approaching, she grunted out, "Oh, yeah, fuck me good and I'll let you watch as I go down on Alice tomorrow." 

Dutch responded by grabbing her hips and ramming his entire length into her. "Gonna blow Robert too?" He asked as his voice cracked.

"Yes, you bet I am!" She growled as the sweat rolled down between her breasts. "I want to taste his black dick."

Savagely, Dutch pounded his rock hard cock into her. "Gonna let me fuck Alice up the ass?"

The impact of his thrusts forced a grunt from her lips, "Fuck me there first and I'll help ya put it in her."

Dutch went wild, pummeling her with his massive cock and Rosa started screaming his name as well as other nasty suggestions as she came hard. It was a long time before her orgasm subsided.

***

In the next room Kathy frantically masturbated using the dildo her mother had given her. Hearing her mother making love had gotten her hotter than she could remember. Only this time she was using Dutch as her imaginary partner, wishing it were she and not her mother that he was fucking to climactic heaven. It wasn't until later that she even wondered why it was Dutch she was dreaming about and not one of the jocks at school. And who were those other people her mother kept talking about. That was SOOOO nasty. Maybe it helped turn her on . . . maybe.

***

Dutch moved into Rosa's embrace. She hugged him tightly and kissed his shoulder while her hands were busy rubbing hard against his back. "That was sensational!" Rosa moaned, filled with satisfaction. "I must have come a hundred times."

"Oh, really, so you're counting them now?" His laughter assured her that he was only teasing.

"You are the world's greatest lover, baby. That's how come I love you so much."

He kissed the tip of her nose. "I hope to hell Kathy didn't hear us. Or I should say I hope she didn't hear you."

"I have a confession to make."

"Give me a second while I put my collar on," he joked

Giggling, she gave him a half-hearted slap on the shoulder.

"I knew she would be hearing us from time to time and we had a discussion . . . well I kinda went round and round with her. Anyway, Kathy told me how horny she was getting. Especially after hearing us in here one night, so I bought her a dildo."

He laughed, "No shit?"

Her face revealed her surprise. "You're not pissed off?"

"No, I think it very sensible. Hey look, she's a beautiful kid and every dork in that high school must be dreaming about getting into her pants."

"Dutch!"

"Don't Dutch me. I know what goes on at that age." 

She knew what went on at that age as well as he did. And she knew just how horny a young girl could get, having been there herself. "Oh, Dutch, I love you!" And she hugged him close.

***

In the next room, Kathy reached her climax and with her hand clenched between her teeth she rocked into blissful ecstasy. Ironically, she too called his name out as her orgasm savaged her young torso.

***

Later, when Dutch was fast asleep, Rosa poured herself a glass of milk, removed her makeup and took a shower. Afterward, with a towel around her hips, she examined herself in the mirror.

'Not so bad for thirty-eight,' she told herself. Then hefting her right breast she carefully examined the aureole. As she looked, her nipple stiffened and pretending she was Dutch, she kissed it, drew it into her mouth and gave it a playful nip.

***

Saturday afternoon in their bedroom the two were getting dressed, both were slightly nervous about what lay ahead for them that evening. They had never swapped before. Dutch reflected on their encounter at the doctor's office, but didn't count that as he had fucked Rosa and Timmy had fucked Sharon. True the next day Rosa had gone down on the doctor and Cindy, but again, that wasn't swapping mates. 

Rosa knew his behavior well enough by now to see that he was apprehensive about the evening ahead. She looked at him as he pulled his slacks on. "Are you thinking about backing out of this?" She asked as she laid yet another dress out on the bed.

"What?" He said, pausing before slipping his foot into a tasseled loafer. "Why would you think that?" He looked at her and his cock began to rise. She stood there before him, no bra, no panties, just a garter-belt to hold up her black stockings. She had trimmed her pussy hair into a heart shape around her mons. To Dutch, she was the most beautiful woman he'd ever known.

She noticed the bulge in his slacks and decided to tease him. "I don't know. It is a big change for us, but I don't mind at all. In fact I'm looking forward to sampling Robert's black cock."

"You never cease to surprise me, baby. You know I've been with Alice before don't you?"

"That's pretty obvious, isn't it? You do recall the other night?""

"Well without going into all the details, and I expect you to keep this to yourself and not discuss it with either Robert or Alice . . . ever. I screwed her on her wedding night."

Rosa was stunned. "Wow! It's no wonder you don't want me talking about it."

Trying to change the subject, he pondered aloud, "I wonder what she's doing right now?"

"Might be she's using a vibrator on her ass to get ready for you, big boy."

"You know," he had to laugh; "sometimes you amaze me with how sluttish you can get."

She put her left foot on the chair and smoothed her stockings. 'Yeah, yeah, you can take the girl out of the gutter, but you can't get the gutter out of the girl." She knew she was providing him with a spectacular view of her pussy.

"You never commented on my little heart," she whined and pretended to pout.

He was ready to take her then and there, but held off knowing a difficult evening lay ahead.

"You know I love anything you do to make yourself even more desirable to me."

"Damn if you don't seem to say the right thing every time." Now we better get ready, we're running late as it is."

"Rosa? What's Kathy doing this evening?"

"A stay over at her friend Peggy's," she said selecting a black sheath from the bed and putting it on.

"Have you ever met Peggy's parents?" Dutch inquired as he adjusted his cufflinks.

"No, but that is very much on my agenda." Smoothing the dress along her hips, she continued. 

"I've being cheating Kathy insofar as spending time with her. And that goes for her friends. I mean, I know Peggy, but do I really know her?"

"True," he responded. "We have to keep an eye on both her and her friends."

Rosa felt a tingle ripple through her. 'He really cares about Kathy,' she thought, dabbing some fragrance behind her ears and between her abundant cleavage. 'I'd do anything for him, anything.'

"Dutch, can you come here and fasten this necklace for me?"

He strode over to her and fastened the pearls around her neck. "Wow! You look fantastic, Rosa, just fantastic."

"I hope so," she smiled and then glanced in the full-length mirror, "since I don't have a stitch on underneath this thing. You're going to set Alice's heart aflutter when she sees you too."

He ran his hand along her thigh and traced a finger along the garter-belt she wore. "Except this and I know Robert won't mind it."

She giggled, "That's for Alice silly, the dress is for Robert."

***

As Dutch backed his battered Volvo from the garage he looked at Rosa and asked, "Do you think we should let them make the first moves?"

"Absolutely, it's their home. We play by their rules," she grinned at him and moved her hips on the seat to get a little sensation across her bottom.

"You sound like you've done this before," he smiled.

Nervous because he might think less of her, Rosa's hands went to her mouth and she sputtered, "No, honestly, I've never done this before."

"Hey, take it easy, I believe you."

The drive itself took 40 minutes. Dutch eased onto 710 then merged onto the west Gardena Freeway. Traffic was mounting as people were headed out to eat or play and he took 405 toward Santa Monica. 

"Do you have good directions?" Rosa inquired gently, not wanting to offend.

"Yeah, Robert and I discussed them earlier," he answered and concentrated on his driving, taking the California-91, Artesia Boulevard exit towards Redondo Beach.

Rosa relaxed for the first time since getting into the car and wondered what Alice would taste like.

Dutch turned right onto Artesia Boulevard, then left onto Hawthorne and finally made a right onto 190th Street. "We're almost there," he said glancing at her and thinking about how she would respond later as both he and Robert fucked her.

Hermosa Avenue led them to Beach Drive and at Fourth he pulled into a magnificent bricked driveway. A huge mansion loomed in front of them. Looking around she saw elaborate landscaping visually stunning in the night lighting. Terraced flower beds and azaleas in bloom, intricate rock gardens and a wall of towering desert cacti.

"Wow!" She said, very impressed.

"The boy's done well for himself," he said. "The girl's handled herself fairly well too," he smiled and opened his door and moved around to Rosa's side. "Opulence and decadence awaits us, my fair maiden," he said as he opened the door for her. Rosa made sure he got a good look at her pussy as she got out of the Volvo. They walked to the front door and Rosa touched the bell.

"It's such a lovely home, I bet it went for almost 2 million," she said.

"You're the realtor," he said laughing, "you should know, I never asked, but Robert can afford that range."

"At least that," she added having run some figures through her head. Just then Robert opened the door and greeted them warmly.

"Good evening, Rosa, Dutch. Welcome to our home."

Rosa spoke first, "Hi, Robert. Thanks for having us."

Dutch followed with, "You might want this for dinner, or another time," and handed Robert a bottle of Merlot.

"Why thank you, you really shouldn't have," he said and then led them into the sumptuous living room where a fire was roaring in the stone fireplace. Rosa let her hand slide over Robert's fingers just a fraction of a second longer than normal. He noticed and gave her a wry, knowing smile. 

Just then Alice appeared, talking to someone on a cell phone. She waved gaily at them and indicated she'd be right with them. A moment later she terminated the call and made for them. Hugging Dutch and grinding her crotch against him, she said, "Hello Dutch, good to see you again!"

Turning to Rosa she smiled and said, "and you . . . Rosa, I can't believe it, you're absolutely stunning in that outfit. Where did you find it?" Even as she asked the question Rosa's eyes took in the spacious living room. 

It faced the beach, fifty feet of glass panels, two stories high. Rosa blinked and remembered to respond to Alice's query and paid similar complements to Alice in return. 

The girls had theirs arms around each other as Robert escorted everyone into the library where cocktails awaited them. Rosa and Dutch accepted long stemmed glasses of Merlot from Alice who was wearing a tight white dress over her almost Mediterranean toned skin.

Rosa had to ask, "Tell me Alice, have you ever modeled?"

Alice smiled demurely and said, "no, but I have been approached about the possibility."

"Come on," Robert said, "the truth of it is that she was pursued by several famous photographers from Cosmo and Vogue pleading with her to pose for them. But she felt it would interfere with her studies and legal career."

"It would have too," she added, then took a sip of her wine. "Besides my life is less complicated this way, I have my career and don't need to worry about gaining a few pounds to the point I become paranoid about it."

Dutch smiled and told her she could still model as far as he was concerned.

"Sure," she laughed, Penthouse or maybe Hustler, huh?"

"He laughed too. "Well them too, I suppose, but I was thinking of the fashion magazines and what about the catalogues?"

She finished her wine and responded. "Uh huh, like Victoria's Secret?"

Rosa changed the subject, asking, "Where did you guys meet?"

Robert decided to answer that one. "We were both born and raised here in Southern California. And I'll tell you now with you're asking, I'm 46 and Alice is 39. She was a student at Berkley when we met. I had just gotten out of the Navy, where of course I met Dutch. Anyway, with Alice and I it was lust at first sight. Sort of happened that way with the both of you too didn't it?"

Rosa felt herself blush. "Yes," she said, we met at the beach and he took my mother home and screwed her ass off. I came home later, a little drunk and we wound up making love at the foot of my mother's bed."

"Damn," Robert said as he shifted position to compensate for his swelling erection. Alice stood up and went into the kitchen, returning with a tray of canapés and circulated in the room making sure that everyone had one before setting the tray down and picking up her wine glass.

Twenty minutes later dinner was served. Following desert and coffee, Robert asked Rosa if she would like a tour of the house. 

Rising and folding her napkin, she replied, "I love to. Dutch are you coming?'

"He's seen this place plenty of times," Alice said and shooed her husband and Rosa off. "I'll keep him company," she purred. 

'I'll bet,' Rosa thought, 'but then again, I bet we'll make a stop along the way too." "Have fun and don't do anything I wouldn't," she called over her shoulder as she followed Robert from the room.

***

As soon as they left the room Alice stood up and performed a brief striptease for him. As soon as she was nude, she went to him and tore at his belt and ripped open his fly. Dutch managed to remove his slacks and shorts before Alice gently grasped his scrotum with one cool hand and placed her other hand firmly over his ass. 

He shivered with delighted expectation as her fingertips crept into the crack of his ass, and as she started pulling him closer, her warm, open mouth engulfed his thickened member in its entirety. He looked down admiring her fellating skills just as her head began to bob up and down from the tip of his helmet-like knob to the thick swirls of pubic hair on his groin.

***

Robert's hand rested lightly on Rosa's rear as they entered the master bedroom.

"It's enormous!" She said aloud, and it was. A huge 30 x 30 foot room with what must have been a 20 x 20 foot master bath. The king-sized bed draped with raspberry and lemon colored parachute silk. Several bottles of expensive perfume and a beautiful tortoiseshell comb were arranged on the inlaid empire dressing table he had bought Alice in Paris.

"Yes it is," he replied, but his voice, heavy with suggestion took on a different meaning. Added to this, his fingers tightened on her ass.

She was smart enough to grasp what he'd said and replied, "I'm sure it is, Robert. As I recall you told me it was ten inches."

"I'd like to show it to you if you don't mind."

She smiled, "I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to see it," her eyelashes fluttered as his hand went to his zipper. Her pulse rate soared as she saw the long, dark penis exposed for the first time.

Licking her lips unconsciously, Rosa had to swallow before speaking for her throat had gone dry. "It is enormous," she managed and began to kneel, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

"Rosa," he said gently, "once we start we'll be going pretty good. I think you should remove your clothing. I wouldn't want it to get torn or stained."

Nodding her agreement, she rose and turned away from him. Robert unfastened her black dress and pulled the zipper down. Rosa shrugged her shoulders and let the sheath drop to the floor.

It was his turn to stare as Rosa stood naked save the garter-belt and black stockings.

"You look like someone out of a Playboy centerfold," he said quietly, obviously awed by her statuesque beauty.

"Not bad for 38, eh?" she said, but still felt her dusky body flush under his gaze.

"I'd never take you for 38, perhaps 23 or 24, but never even 30." His eyes were riveted to her. Then shaking his head to clear it, he moved to the closet, rummaged around for a minute and returned bearing a luxurious full-length mink coat.

"Put this on," he said.

She did. She had never worn a mink in her life; had never contemplated wearing one, not withstanding owning one. Rosa was thrilled and tears formed in the corners of each eye.

"Model it for me, please."

Feeling silly, but enormously special, she sauntered around the room, clad in the mink and garter-belt; spinning, opening the coat to flash him erotically and she started to giggle as his cock grew larger and soared up to lay pressed against his flat stomach.

***

He came! Alice could feel it spraying her esophagus and then the sides of her throat as she slid him back from the recesses of her throat. His hot cum poured into her mouth and she let it fill up before swallowing. But he kept spurting and she found herself delightedly swallowing over and over; and when he'd finished, she licked his entire member clean and then with a deliberately languid motion, hiked her dress up around her hips and placed her legs on his shoulders. 

"For dessert why not dine at the 'Y'?" she murmured.

He smiled down at her and lowered his face between her thighs. "Why not?" He said, although his voice was already muffled.

***

Robert removed the coat and laid it on the king-sized bed. Waving his hand he gestured for Rosa to position herself on it. Moving quickly she did so, but not before he caught a glimpse of her labia shimmering with juice already seeping out. 




The Engagement Ch. 09



Later, she would recall the moment and tell Dutch that his handing her the mink brought her to the brink of an orgasm. But the line that Dutch would carry to his grave was when she said, "Jesus, my pussy was so hot and swollen at that moment I thought I could fuck a horse." 

But right then Rosa ran her hands over her breasts as Robert slowly disrobed before her and was astounded to find her nipples stiffer than she ever known them to be. He was not black, but light-skinned. She thought his skin tone similar to her own, but soon lost that train of thought as she absorbed his muscular physique. Her throat went completely dry as she watched him slowly stoking himself as he advanced toward her. Then he lay down on the bed and she found herself looming over him, staring into his prodigious prick. 

He reached up and pulled her to him, kissing her tenderly and she surprised him with her hungry response. Brief moments later, she was guiding his enormous cock along the line where her labia came together at the top of her slit. Rosa rubbed her hips against him and moaned softly into his ear. One second she was rubbing his uncircumcised head against her and the next it was sliding and careening along her cuntal walls until stopping abruptly on reaching her cervix.

Neither said a word, except for the occasional grunt. They just rutted against one another, his hands brushing her nipples; her fingers cupping his testicles

She continued to move with him, moaning loudly as she felt him leaving her molten cunt, but he remained just inside her opening, his hands clenching her ass tightly, eliciting another, longer moan from her. Robert lay still for a moment, as both gasped for breath. He grinned at her, then stuck two fingers into his mouth. After wetting them with his saliva he traced them over her parched lips, then applied some pressure until her mouth opened and he thrust them onto her tongue. 

Rosa treated the fingers as though they were his cock, licking and sucking ferociously on them. He laughed and pulled them free with a soft pop. Then he leaned over and blew on her engorged nipple, wet it with his fingers and blew again. Rosa slammed her pelvis up at him so violently he was lifted into the air.

Of course what goes up must come down and he did, knocking the wind out of her and while she coughed and sputtered regaining her breath, he entered her and began to fuck her like a crazed madman.

***

Alice threw her head back on the couch as he nuzzled her breasts. She knew she was close to coming. But still marveled at light touch he was using on her. She liked watching him kiss his way along her lower body, connecting her beauty marks, kissing across her taut belly, down to that single, sandal-wood colored spot on the hollow of her inner thigh. She rolled her head across the pillow, groaning as he entered her with the tip of his tongue.

She arched her back, getting a good view of him between her legs. She couldn't help but moan as he kissed her - she actually felt him smile.

'THERE!' She screamed inwardly as her head rolled back and forth across the pillow. 'THERE, YES, THERE!'

She shuddered, clawed at his head, tearing at his hair as he brought her off again and again. She lay limp upon the cushions, momentarily exhausted as he slowly kissed his way up her body, tickling her with his eyelashes. Dutch was good, very good; very handsome and a great fuck. He was astride her now, wiping his mouth as he looked her in the eyes, then reached under her, positioned her hips. She smiled and threw her arms around his neck . . . . She wrapped herself around him, kissing hard until they both seemed to run out of air. She was breathing the harder of the two, and bit his ear.

Alice had more mischief on her mind, however, and after tonguing his ear until he moaned, she whispered, "Want to see how they're doing?"

He got to his feet and kicked his slacks away, then bent to remove his socks and shoes. Alice struck a provocative pose as she stood in front of Dutch clad in nothing but six inch heels and held her cupped breasts out to him.

"Which way my brown skinned slut?" 

Giggling, Alice set off for the master suite. Dutch followed her down the hall. Shoeless, neither made a sound and on arriving they found the door open, heard Rosa's grunting as Robert plowed a furrow through her pussy. Alice wandered into the room; Dutch poked his head inside and both saw Rosa on the mink coat, her face pressed into the pillow, Robert straddling her as his ebony cock surged deeply into her cunt. Her legs bent from the sheer force of his pistoning in and out of her and just as the interlopers edged into the room - drawn to the couple fornicating wildly, Robert's gigantic prick slipped out of Rosa and she moaned loudly at the loss.

Rosa's eyes held a wild, desperate look in them. It was obvious to Dutch that she saw him standing there, but she showed no interest in halting Robert from reinserting his massive shaft and resuming pounding it into her. In fact after a second or two had elapsed, Rosa nodded at them and then closed her eyes as an orgasm ripped through her body.

Alice moved next to the couple and leaning over she whispered to her husband, "Her ass . . . put it in her ass."

But Dutch was acting of his own volition and climbed onto the bed, joined the couple. "Come on Alice, get over here."

"How do you want me?" She asked as Robert quit fucking Rosa for the moment.

"Robert, get on your back. Alice squat above his face, he's gonna eat you some. Rosa . . . can you hear me?"

"Huh?"

"We're going to double-fuck you and then some. Are you ready for it?"

"Oh . . . yeah," she said dully, not fully comprehending what was taking place, but obviously willing to go along with whatever Dutch or Robert wanted her to do.

"All right then, Rosa play with Alice's tits while . . ."

Alice was beside herself. "I like 'em pinched and bitten baby, okay?" Her eyes were positively gleaming with lust.

Robert grasped his black cock and inserted it back in her now gaping cunt. Rosa never uttered a sound. She reached for Alice's breasts as instructed and squeezed both nipples, then leaned forward and opened her mouth to receive Alice's tongue and the fun began. 

Rosa did grunt with surprise when on the second hump up and back down on Robert's thick cock Dutch slid the head of his cock into her recently lubed ass. Having two cocks inside her was a first for her and she opened her mouth and screamed as Dutch pushed into her. Then the initial pain subsided and she had a moment to think about what was happening to her. She could feel both cocks almost touching one another through the tissue thin membrane separating them. 

The pleasure she felt was intense as both men seemed to be acting in concert, not moving to quickly so as to dislodge the other. She sensed a monumental orgasm looming, but merely contented herself by capturing Alice's left breast and chewed her supple nipple. 

Robert's tongue delved deeply within his wife's slushy cunt as he carefully moved his hips, driving his penis in and then out of Rosa's cunt. He knew he could hold off coming indefinitely. The combined violence of both men snapped first one and then the second of the garters on Rosa's garter belt, rendering it useless, and as they continued fucking both her holes her black hose slipped down around her calves.

Alice drew in gulps of air and pinched the free nipple with her hand, using the other to caress Rosa's face and hair. Rising mere inches before descending onto Robert's mouth using unthinkable skills to remain a fraction of an inch from smothering his mouth with her sloppy cunt.

Her husband deliriously drank in the juices from her intense arousal, tasted Dutch's sperm (not for the first time) as he slowly played with her using his fingers at lure her clit from hiding causing Alice to shudder as she climaxed.

"Take it in your teeth," she whined.

He did. It felt different biting it. Usually he was content to lick it or suck it. He found it hard and bit harder.

"No!"

"No!"

"Sweet Jesus!" She screamed as her body bucked and writhed against his lips until he parted his teeth.

Dutch concentrated on holding off his ejaculate, enjoying the feel of Robert's prick almost massaging his.

Alice was the first to come, hunching furiously upon Robert's face, forcing him to wrest his face from beneath her discharging cunt.

Dutch was next, spewing his load into the furthest recesses of Rosa's ass.

The sensation of his sperm rocketing through her anal canal set Rosa off and she commenced a series of climaxes that only lengthened when Dutch pulled out of her ass and Robert was able to pummel her cunt with his rampant prick. Even as her body suffered the jolting thrusts of his fucking her, she felt a trickle of cum seep from her ass and drip onto the mink coat on the bed. It soon turned into a stream and then a gusher as her rectum started the slow, onerous return to normalcy.

Robert fucked her for another five minutes before filling her cunt with his copious load and then collapsed - rolling off her and lying spread-eagled on the bed - a long trail of his jizm running from the tip of his black cock, over the mink coat to Rosa's cum stained thighs.

Still shivering with the aftermath of her climactic convulsions, Rosa struggled to lean up on one elbow and trace the outline of his eyebrows and his cheekbones and his lips with one fingertip.

"Some house you have here," she smiled, closed her eyes and drifted off for a few minutes.

***

Robert took a quick shower and Dutch made everyone drinks. Rosa peeled off the ruined garter belt and black hose and used the shower after Robert emerged. Now clad in a terrycloth robe he nudged Alice aside and sat down between her and Dutch after handing her a drink.

Rosa soon returned wiping her luxurious black hair with a towel and asked Alice for something to throw on.

"Try my dresser over there on the right," Alice said devouring Rosa's body with her eyes. "Just don't cover too much, okay baby?"

She borrowed a black lace teddy from Alice's dresser; it afforded her breasts some coverage, but ended abruptly at her hips. Her pussy loomed at the others as if begging for more attention. Alice patted the cushion next to her and Rosa joined her, plopping down next to her. Alice, still naked, leaned back to admire rosa's lithe form, then no longer able to contain herself, bent forward and began to lick her way from Rosa's heel to the back of her knee. Rosa accepted this homage for a while, taking the occasional sip of her rum laced drink. Everyone was mellowed out, preparing for the next engagement. 

They didn't have to wait long. Rosa finished her drink, got up and went into the bedroom, turning in the doorway and crooked her finger at Alice, beckoning her to follow. She did, and with Rosa sprawled out on the bed waiting for the tawny-skinned Negress, watched as Alice carefully picked up her mink and hung it back up. 

"We'll let the dry-cleaner get rid of the stains," she said gaily and hopped back on the bed, and placing one hand on Rosa's pussy, spread her labia apart. Then she pushed the top of the black teddy down, exposing both of Rosa's breasts, took Rosa's nipple between her teeth and bit.

Rosa moaned and almost came from the excitement of what she knew was coming next.

Alice didn't tease her but went straight for her pussy. With her breasts crushed against Rosa's belly, she spread the labia open and sent her tongue darting in and out of Rosa's coral tinged cunt as the two men watched and sipped from their respective glasses.

Alice moved her head in small circles as Rosa bucked her hips in ecstasy. The room reeked of carnal pleasure, Dutch and Robert had followed the women into the room and were now consciously slowly stroking their erections while observing the finer techniques of cunnilingus being performed in front of them.

Robert offered, and Dutch accepted some Viagra, then Robert took one. They continued their leisurely masturbating until the threat of coming caused them to halt. Alice pulled her head away long enough to caress the inner folds of her raven haired lover's snatch. But Rosa felt compelled to reciprocate and reached for the darker hued Alice and gently urged her from between her legs. As she reluctantly pulled away, the men saw the frothy cream oozing from between Rosa's thighs. With a series of deft directions, Rosa soon had Alice hovering above her so that they could merge into a 69 position. 

"Yes!" Cried Alice, reinserting her serpentine tongue back into the lathered juice of Rosa's overworked pussy. Rosa's hands clasped Alice's rear end and pulled it to her face and began to suck.

Dutch continued watching them. Admiring the supple grace as they writhed against one another, covered with sweat and then Alice yanked her head away from the cunt she had been tongue fucking, shook it from side to side and shuddered even as her hips continued gyrating against Rosa's questing mouth. Rosa realized Alice was close to having a massive orgasm and rolled her over on her side.

"What?" Alice moaned lost in her lust.

"Gonna make you come big time!" Panted Rosa, who then lay her chin in the cleft of Alice's ass and lapped her pussy feverously until Alice came, undulating as the spasms ripped through her earthy body. Rosa kept on licking and sucking, even adding several fingers to the gaping hole that was Alice's cunt. Alice seemed to recover momentarily as if seeking out the two men and their tools of pleasure. She managed to focus on them and delighted at finding them, bestowed a lewd smile of erotic satisfaction from her juice laden face; and then closed her eyes and went to the land of earthy delights and pleasures as her climax smashed into her. 

The men were transfixed with the knowledge that the most important women in their lives were devouring one another's genitals with gusto. Rosa didn't last long under Alice's talented tongue.

With a violent shudder, Rosa screamed out as she came. He eyes flew open and she looked at her mate, her reddened face a mask of pure pleasure as she clenched her thighs together and raised her knees slightly, placing her hands on Alice's head trying to signal her to call a halt to the tongue lashing she was undergoing. But Alice persisted and Rosa succumbed as another mammoth orgasm consumed her. 

Afterward, Alice gestured for the men to approach as they lay in one another's embrace. Rosa continued to shudder with the aftereffects of her climax. Robert placed himself close to Rosa's breasts and taking them in his gifted hands teased her nipples one at a time. Alice leaned into the heart-shaped fur that adorned Rosa's cunt and ran her tongue through the matted, juice filled curls. Rosa shivered and moaned with pleasure.

"Honey," Alice said to her husband, "you really filled her up. I must have drunk a gallon of your cum from her snatch. And Dutch, she has the sweetest pussy. It's the greatest, you must love fucking it every day."

"I do love her and I do love fucking her," Dutch said seriously, as if worried they might doubt him.

Then Alice turned playful again and slipping around to Rosa's rear, sent her tongue probing into her ass. 

"Holy Mother of God, I'm gonna cum again!" Rosa moaned.

Robert and Dutch looked on as Alice nestled her face between the cheeks of Rosa's ass and sucked. Suddenly she pulled back, and with a mischievous glint in her eye, opened her mouth and revealed to the men the pool of semen she'd collected. Then snorting with contained laughter, she moved quickly to Rosa's mouth and with bulging cheeks mimed for Rosa to open hers. Rosa complied and Alice hovered above her open mouth fussing like a mother bird about to feed its young a worm or bug. Instead it was the semen from Dutch's ejaculation in her ass that Alice released and Rosa accepted, swallowing some before Alice kissed her and ultimately shared the remaining traces of it with Rosa.

Alice raised her eyebrows coquettishly as she saw the two cocks throbbing just out of her peripheral vision. And as she beckoned both men closer, Rosa lithely wriggled behind her and spread Alice's ass cheeks apart and placed a warm kiss on her rosebud. 

"Oh, how lovely," Alice cooed, clearly enjoying the sensual sensations emanating from the other woman's anal activity.

And as Rosa buried her face in Alice's ass, Dutch moved in behind her and fixed his prick level with her asshole. "Keep going darling," he said his voice velvety smooth. "I'm gonna stick my searing dick up your chute . . . " Rubbing the large helmet-like knob most men called their cockhead, he shifted his weight slightly, spread his feet another two inches wider and drove his prick up and into Rosa's ass.

"Woof," was the muffled sound she made in reaction to his initial thrust, but then she renewed her efforts in licking and sucking on Alice's ass.

Robert listened to the sounds of their lovemaking. A sort of slurping noise as Dutch's cock eased out of her ass and a sticky, wet slapping sound as his balls connected with the cheeks of her ass as he strove to penetrate deeper with each inbound fuck.

Everyone in the room registered the sensual fragrance wafting almost pungently through the air, but only Robert was able to categorize it; everyone else being preoccupied for the moment.

"Honey," Alice moaned.

He looked at his wife. She beckoned him over to her and seized his massive prick in one hand while balancing precariously on the other. Robert reached out and steadied her as she engulfed at least 6 inches.

Dutch watched as Alice sensually removed the black prick from her mouth and after admiring its slimy saliva coated shimmer, began laving her tongue over the sensitive underside of her husband's rigid cock. Dutch increased the pressure of his hands upon Rosa's hips, slowing his pace, reveling in the tight fit of his cock in her anal canal.

Meanwhile, Alice as if wanting to present him with an ever better perspective tilted her head to one side causing her lustrous black hair to hang on the other side providing Dutch with a clear view of how she was fellating Robert.

Robert was taking deep hard breaths - when with a barely audible cry, Alice widened her lips and sank her mouth around the head of Robert's prick. Her head went lower and lower as she absorbed the brunt of his long thick prick before slowly allowing it to slip from her mouth even darker than before due to the blood engorging his member.

Dutch was brought back to Rosa as her ass contracted tightly around his engorged penis and she wrenched her mouth away from Alice's ass, threw back her head and moaned loudly through clenched teeth as an orgasm of mighty proportions swept through her superb body.

Perhaps a minute passed before she ventured a sound.

"Oh, baby, that felt so good. I just adore the way you fuck your baby," then she shuddered and convulsed against his body for another long minute; then slowly relaxed with a long sigh and as Dutch pulled his erection from her asshole with a 'plop,' she rolled away to enjoy the remainder of her climax.

Never wavering, Dutch inserted a finger into Alice's ass. She wriggled her consent, sticking her rear up to greet him as she sucked hard on Robert's meaty cock while caressing his balls.

Dutch spread her anus apart with a second finger and satisfied that he would find easy penetration, lined his dick up and drove it into her. He didn't last long.

It was the sheer imagery of her giving her husband a masterpiece of a blowjob and the manner in which she took him into her ass, shaking it, pushing back at him all the while adroitly maneuvering Robert's prick deeper into her throat. Dutch saw Robert's eyes roll back as he started his climax and that triggered Dutch into his.

Alice realized both men were coming and began to milk Dutch's prick in a desperate attempt to get them to come at the same time. To her delight she succeeded. Her loving husband spewed jet after jet into her throat. Dutch emptied himself into her ass and everyone collapsed in a hot, sweaty heap entangled in one another's limbs, catching their breaths in short jerky gasps.




The Engagement Ch. 09



Both men were finished for the night. Rosa was in an almost comatose state. Only the insatiable Alice craved still more. She managed to satisfy some of her oral cravings; cleaning both cocks of any semen and then ravaging both of Rosa's holes until a weary Rosa shoved her away.

Much later Rosa stirred and taking care not to awaken the now sleeping Alice, sat up and took a brief inventory. Her labium was raw, red and swollen and she had dried cum spread over her entire lower body. She looked over at Alice and saw globs of semen still oozing from her cunt and ass. She too was a gooey mess with red welt marks from being squeezed by both burly men.

As silently as possible Rosa eased herself off the bed, traipsed to the shower and carefully closed the bathroom door behind her. She smiled with satisfaction on discovering the Rourk's had four jets in their extra large shower. 'Funny,' she thought, 'I didn't notice it the last time.' She smiled realizing that she was still coming throughout that first time in the shower, no wonder she hadn't notice it then. She remained under the hot jets until Robert and Alice joined her.

"So, Rosa, how did you like it?" Alice inquired as she lathered her upturned breasts.

Pausing to note the state of Robert's penis before she replied, (It was limp) she said, "It was better than I'd thought it would be."

Robert chimed in with, "Than you'll be joining us again for another session?"

"I certainly will, you don't mind if I bring Dutch with me?"

They responded together, a sign of being married for several years, "Bring whomever you want. The more the merrier."

***

They were all smiles as they said their goodbyes. Rosa was almost too tired to walk and leaned on Dutch as they made their way to his battered Volvo. For the first time since she'd known him, he failed to kick or strike the vehicle with anything. Alice and Robert stood arm in arm at the door waving until the Volvo disappeared from view.

When the door was closed he took Alice in his arms and kissed her lightly on her swollen lips.

She smiled tiredly at him and pecked him back. 

"She was hotter than we had any reason to expect her to be," Alice said. 

"True," he said sitting down to remove his slippers.

"I especially loved it when she ate my ass," Alice cooed, obviously reliving the moment.

"Oh there were several incidents that I found very stimulating, but let's wait until we watch the video tomorrow."

"Mmmmmm," she husked, "tomorrow. It is tomorrow already. Do you have anything left for me . . . say as a nightcap?"

"Maybe."

"Can you put it in me?"

"Will you milk me?'

"Uh huh."

"Then I think we can oblige you," he said shucking off the last of his clothing.

"Christ, what is it with me, I feel so empty unless there's a cock, or tongue inside me somewhere."

"I've told you, you are a nymphomaniac, a lovely, lovely woman whom I love with all my heart, but a nymphomaniac nonetheless."

She spread her legs to an almost impossible width, summoning his member. And as Robert placed his weight upon her and sank into her she sighed contentedly, closed her eyes and fell into a deep slumber.

To her supine figure he whispered, "And I wouldn't have it any other way."



The Engagement Ch. 10



Molly, the Neighbor's Wife

Three months later on a Sunday morning Dutch sat alone reading the headline of the morning newspaper, "JFK Jr. Missing at Sea." He scanned the article. 

A Grim Search read the headline in the L. A. Times - The morning after the plane belonging to the successor of John F. Kennedy's legacy was due to arrive on Martha's Vineyard along with his wife and her sister in a private plane bound for the Kennedy family compound. Their party was to attend a wedding. 

Everyone was at Kathy's softball game. 'Such a waste of life,' he thought, and put the paper down, stood up and stretched. He had promised Rosa that he'd do something about repairing the run down fence separating Rosa's house from the one next door. 

This seemed as good a time as any and so after ambling out to the garage and locating the necessary tools, he made several long overdue minor repairs to the fence. Afterward he decided to give the fence a primer coat and finish the job off over the course of the following week. He rummaged around the garage and found some primer and a couple of usable brushes. 

Dutch thought he might as well get some sun and peeled off his shirt and began applying the primer coat to the fence. Twenty minutes into the job he reminded himself to consider the temperature before tackling a job like this again. Still he consoled himself with the fact that the pool was there for him if he got to hot. He decided to quit early anyway. 

Pausing to admire his finished product, he opened a beer and took a long gulp. As he put the beer down on the ground, he heard the backdoor slam shut next door. This was followed by the sound of feminine feet clop-clopping across the patio and the screeching noise of a chaise lounge being dragged over concrete. Dutch primed the next two boards before noticing the knothole two boards over. 

Always curious about females, he positioned himself in front of the hole and peered through it. The neighbor's wife was lying out about twenty feet from him, facing Dutch, her eyes closed. He searched his memory for her name and came up empty. He recalled meeting the husband, a frail looking guy, who if Dutch remembered was an accountant at the local bank.

For a second or two, he wondered if she could possibly look up and see his eye staring at her. Then he shrugged it off, 'fuck her,' he thought, 'I'm painting the fucking fence, she comes out in that bikini and I happen to catch a glimpse, so what?' He looked her over. 'Not bad though,' he said to himself, 'great legs, a brief enough bikini, flat stomach. That guy's got a nice piece of ass going for him.' 

For the first time he realized he was getting a woody, and was wondering how he could strike up a conversation with her when he accidentally kicked the can of primer over. "Damn it!" He roared, pissed at his clumsiness. Quickly he knelt down and tried to salvage as much of the primer as possible, dipping the brush into it and slapping it on the fence.

Her voice froze him in his tracks, "Now that's even better than Tom Sawyer's routine."

He looked up and she was standing, peering over the fence at him. It was only then that it occurred to him that her yard had a higher elevation than his.

"Oh, hi," he said trying not to let his embarrassment show. "I'm just a klutz I suppose." 

"No, I don't think so," she replied. "Every time I paint something I manage to spill paint where I shouldn't. In fact, my husband . . . his name is Arnold . . . well, he's told me not to even pick up a paintbrush."

Dutch smiled at her. "If you tell him about this, he'll probably tell me the same thing."

She returned his smile with a nervous grin. "No fear of that happening," she said and finally managed a smile, "he's hardly ever around here anyways."

Rising to his feet, Dutch looked over the fence at her. 'Jesus,' he thought, 'she's got a great set of tits.' "My name's Dutch. I'm going out with Rosa."

"I thought as much," she said. "My name's Molly, Molly Reeves. I don't really know Rosa. I mean, we've met and all, but we haven't had an opportunity to get to know one another yet. I . . . err, don't get out much." 

"Well we can rectify that," he said. "There's a steak burning contest going on over here around seven tonight. Why not drop by? I'll tell the ladies to expect you."

"That's very kind of you. I might just do that. I do hate eating alone."

"Your hus . . . I mean Arnold, won't he be coming too?"

"I seriously doubt it. He'll most likely be at the club."

"Too bad," he said obviously not meaning it.

"Say," Molly said, pursing her lips, "by any chance do you know anything about pool filters?"

"What's wrong?"

"Ours is acting up and . . . well he's not here and I'd hoped to get a swim in."

"Let me take a look," Dutch said and easily vaulted over the fence, landing cat-like on his feet.

Molly watched him land, absorbing his masculinity and felt a tingle in her loins. "Impressive!" She said and reminded herself to take a breath.

He stared at her bunched up tits, barely constrained by her halter. "Very." He said softly, but loud enough for Molly to hear. She flushed as they sauntered over to the pool and the filtering mechanism.

"Here," she pointed and bent over. Dutch hung back enough to enjoy seeing the taut bikini bottom form a vacuum and get drawn up into the crack of her ass. Shifting his position to garner a look down into her ample cleavage, he was pleased to see one of her nipples completely exposed to his view. Taking a deep breath himself, he knelt next to her and after a short struggle managed to open the clogged trap and clean it of the debris, made sure it was functioning and closed the filtering trap.

When he stood up he discovered Molly staring at his erection. Jerking her eyes away, Molly spoke to him in a very sultry tone.

"Would you like another beer? I have a couple on ice . . . err, in the fridge."

His eyes remained on her breasts as he answered, "If it's no trouble and you join me."

"Sure. Be right back." He followed her as she retreated to her home, her ass providing a little extra wiggle as she walked.

Molly was back with two ice cold beers very quickly. Dutch noticed her nipples were a bit more evident through the stretchy fabric of her bikini top. Handing him one, she sat down on the lounge chair and invited him to sit down beside her.

"Will it hold the two of us?' He asked with a grin.

"It can hold three people," she said matter of factly waving her hand about.

"Oh, then you've tested it out?" He said, grinning at her. Molly went crimson after realizing his meaning. She convinced herself he meant no harm. She was admiring his white teeth and thinking about them being applied to her, in various erotic ways when her errant hand came in contact with his rampant member.

"Oh!" She said.

"Oh!" He said.

They tried to laugh it off, but her nipples gave her away. She blushed even deeper wondering just where this was going. Dutch glanced down at his crotch and saw the pre-cum spot spreading over the porous material of his shorts. Molly saw it too. 

He took a long drink of his beer. 

She licked her lips, hoping he'd make a move on her.

Nothing happened. 

He was trying to determine when the women would return to the house when Molly said, "Maybe we'd be more comfortable inside." That convinced him she wanted it and he rose to his feet, his hardon obvious to both. "Yeah, that's a good idea," he said hoarsely and followed her inside.

In the kitchen, Molly was placing her beer on the countertop when he moved against her, pressing his seething cock into her ass. She moaned, but remained still. His left hand crossed her chest to her right breast and cupped it. Molly responded by pressing her hips backwards and rotating them a bit as she bit her lip in excitement.

He was thumbing her turgid nipple through the fabric of her bikini top when she managed to stammer, "I . . . I was watching this movie earlier. May . . . maybe you'd watch it with me?"

Jabbing his erection into the crack of her ass, he said, "Why not?"

They moved to the large couch in the living room. Molly picked up the remote, switched on a porno movie in which a large, very well endowed black man was being blown by a pretty blonde.

"You've got great tits," he said removing one from her halter and studying it.

"You really think so?" Molly was obviously in need of some compliments.

"Oh yeah," and he leaned forward to take her nipple into his mouth.

Molly moaned as he bit down on it.

On the television screen, the blonde was running her hands over her breasts, milking them upwards, tweaking and massaging her erect nipples. 

Molly's fingertips were tracing the outline of his fat prick, still encased in his shorts.

"Take your clothes off, Molly," he whispered to her right ear.

Reaching behind her in that graceful manner women have, she opened the knot with one hand, relaxed and hunched her shoulders a bit and the skimpy top fell off, dropping into Dutch's lap.

"Everything," He rasped hoarsely, "everything."

He took in her breasts. They were huge, hanging ever so slightly from their weight. Her areole the size of a silver dollar, eraser sized nipples fully erect, begging to be bitten over and over.

Raising her hips and placing her thumbs into the bikini bottoms, Molly managed to remove them; and using her left foot, flung them away.

"Now you!" She gasped her voice husky and her eyes smoky. But he kissed her instead, feeling her lips vibrate with another muffled moan. One of Molly's hands slipped into his shorts and began to rub his member as their hungry tongues probed with almost desperate need.

On the screen, the blonde still had one hand working on her breasts. Her other hand was now playing with her belly, pubic hair, and, every once in a while, dipping down to rub along her downy slit as she eagerly sucked on the longest dick Dutch had ever seen.

"Please," Molly pleaded, "let me have it. I have to have it in my mouth like she does."

He couldn't take much more anyway and wrested his shorts off, kicking them away and ironically, they landed on top of her bikini bottoms. His thick, eight-inch cock sprang free from its confinement and stood pointing upward. Molly's breasts lightly brushed against his genitalia as she reached for it. Then grasping it with both hands, Molly began a slow jerking motion on his prick, and after thoroughly coating the head of his member with a combination of pre-cum and her own saliva, she leaned further and blew a hot, wet breath along the length of it.

His cock jerked involuntarily.

Molly was grinning as she gazed up at him. The grin turned wickedly evil as she took just the tip of it into her mouth, and swirling her tongue around the rest of his cock head, twittered around the sensitive ridge. His hips flexed involuntarily and his massive cock jumped again. 

She laughed. "You have the most delightful cock," she murmured nibbling around his testicles. Dutch moaned and Molly took the length of him into her warm, moist, mouth. He had already classified her as a great cocksucker, even before she'd really got going on him.

"And you can really suck a cock."

"Your cock, maybe!" she croaked, breathing with difficulty between her urgent slurping and wet sucks.

He looked down past her fair-haired head and saw from the movement of her hips that she was working on herself, too. "Your fingers are busy too." He said hoarsely. He could also see the TV above her head, the black stud was ass-fucking the blonde, who apparently loved every stroke he was hammering into her.

Molly ran her tongue along the underside of his cock and then engulfed him, taking about five inches of him into her throat. He raised his arms and shook off his T-shirt.

"Mmmmmm!" She slurped.

He realized he wasn't going to last much longer. 

Molly increased her suction. "Mmmmmm!"

Dutch could feel a pleasant tightening of his stomach muscles. Between gasps of pleasure and involuntary thrusts into Molly's mouth, he told her he was getting ready to come. She responded by squeezing his balls and taking him further into her mouth, using her tongue in still more delightful convolutions. 

Now he was actively fucking her mouth. With both hands on her head, clenching and pulling her blond hair, getting closer and closer to the edge; he could feel his balls pulling in to his body in anticipation of what wasn't far away. Molly finally pushed him over the edge by running her tongue repeatedly around the sensitive ridge on his cockhead. Dutch thrust spasmodically against her mouth and held her head tightly as he started spurting down her throat. Molly didn't even try to move away; she just kept sucking on his cock, swallowing its load, and draining the last of the sperm from him.

After he had collapsed back on the couch and was idly caressing her hair, Molly let his softening cock slip from her mouth and moved up to kiss him. She hadn't swallowed all of his jizm; he tasted himself as their tongues entwined. 

Wanting nothing more than to make Molly come herself, Dutch nibbled on her ear, planted little kisses in her hair, on the nape of her neck, in the hollow of her throat and on her shoulders, doing his best to drive her crazy. She shuddered and moaned, then stopped him and turned around. Her breasts were red from his attention and her face was flushed.

"Wait," she said, then turned around and bent over, giving him a wonderful view of her gorgeous ass and puckered sphincter. Her breasts he saw only as two globes hanging partially in view between her legs. He could also see her pussy, puffy with arousal, surrounded by lightly colored downy pubic hair. Many of those hairs had tiny droplets of Molly's juices hanging from them, a sight that turned him on again. 

As he felt himself lengthening once more, Molly licked a finger and then placed it between her legs and touching her sphincter. After lightly rubbing around the rim of her asshole, she pressed inward then ran her finger forward, bisecting her swollen lips. 

After licking her finger clean, she ran the finger along her puffy labia and into her slit again, this time pressing a bit deeper, a bit harder. Dutch couldn't stand watching her any longer and therefore got up and pulled her back down on the couch. Molly's questing fingers felt his arousal and squeezed him hard. He bit one nipple and tugged on the other, causing her to yelp aloud with satisfaction. Quickly he sent a questing finger into her dripping cunt.

She shuddered, but moved away from his finger. At first, Dutch didn't understand, but her motive soon became apparent as the fingertips of both hands wandered down his chest and stomach. When she reached his navel, Dutch's elongated prick slipped in between her breasts and bumped along her sternum. 

After slapping her turgid nipples and breasts with his prick and hearing her whimper with anticipation, he bent to suckle them. Then using the very tip of his tongue and licking broad, rough swathes over her aureole, he enticed her nipples to new heights. Molly grasped his head and hugged it roughly against her chest. Dutch played windshield wiper, first licking the right nipple, then the left. 

Molly began to writhe. She attempted to force his head downward, but lacked the strength to do so. However he got the message and was soon kissing and licking his way across her abdomen. Her pelvis arched upward to meet his tongue and fingers. And as soon as she felt his fingers upon her, Molly began massaging her breasts.

Intuitively, Dutch knew Molly hadn't been laid in a while and was desperate for a wholesome fucking. 'Could he make her a regular piece of ass?' he wondered while caressing her inner thighs.

She was moaning deliriously now, her legs spread lewdly as he moved his fingers in and out of her. He continued to tease her, spreading her labia with two fingers while continuing to probe her cunt with two others. He brought his mouth close to her drooling cunt and kissed the top of her mons. Molly's entire body was trembling and she kept moaning softly. He was glad they had moved inside and although he didn't know it, so was Molly.

'I'm, so hot . . . I must be a slut,' she thought. 'I should have stayed outside and the world could be watching as he fucks me.' She trembled at the thought. 'What's the matter with me? Oh, oh, oh, I need him in me!'

At that precise moment, he blew gently upon her wetness and saw her clit pop free of its hooded sheath.

He breathed on her again and noted the contraction of her stomach muscles. Her moaning intensified. Her fingernails were dug into the cushions so fiercely the material was close to bursting from the pressure. He took his finger from her cunt and stuck it up her ass and listened as her breath whooshed out, followed by a slow, excruciating inhalation. Molly wriggled her ass trying to gain even deeper penetration.

He established an alternating rhythm, first pressing his finger into her hole then sending another finger on a probe of her juicy cunt. Satisfied with himself, he bent his head close and traced his tongue through her pubic hair. Molly jerked upright and pressed his head tightly against her, an indication that she was clearly enjoying the sensations. 

Her hips were rocking back and forth, gradually picking up speed. When he fastened his lips to her nipple and hummed, Molly's sporadic moans turned to a crescendo of unending groans and pleadings for him to please fuck her, please suck her, now!

Dutch continued to finger-fuck her ass and cunt while sucking on her nipple. Molly applied more pressure to his head, which also forced him to bring additional pressure to her sensitive nerve endings. As his fingers moved back and forth, probing up the third knuckle, her cunt made a series of sucking noises. Dutch laved his tongue between her breasts and those sensations became too much for her. Every muscle tensed and she began to quiver spasmodically, bucking wildly. 

She began her climax. 

He continued to tongue-lash her breasts, extending her pleasure as wave after wave swept over her. Molly was counting her orgasms - that is - until the eighth one hit, then overwhelmed by it all, she passed out.

He held her in his arms until she was sufficiently recovered.

"Like it?" He asked, before kissing her. 

Her voice was hardly discernible, "Yes . . . Yes, I . . . really needed that."

"There's more in store for you," he smiled and kissed her again. This time her tongued responded and the kiss lasted a while.

His prick was jutting out from his body, a detail Molly soon noticed. 

"Want to try something kinky?" She grinned.

"I'm game for anything sweetheart," he responded.

"kay, why don't you lay on your back?"

"Going to do all the work, eh?"

Coyly, she answered him, "Maybe."

He rolled over on his back as she had requested. Molly shoved her hands between her legs and when she was satisfied they had sufficient moisture on them, rubbed them over her breasts, especially into her abundant cleavage. Realizing what she was up to, Dutch helped out, licking each nipple as they hovered above him.

Molly moved into place and lowered her breasts around his cock, her nipples pointing at him, engorged again. Molly began moving slowly back and forth, fucking his prick with her hanging teats, giving it little licks and sucks each time his prick came into her range.

"Always wanted to try this," she husked, looking at him through smoldering eyes. 

Lifting her right leg, she placed it over his and let him feel her growing heat as she ground her pussy against him. Soon, she was breathing heavily and Dutch was thrusting into her cleavage and groaning himself. Just before he could come, Molly gripped him with her hands and squeezed the lower end of his shaft, curtailing his orgasm for the moment.




The Engagement Ch. 10



"Not ready for you to cum yet," she moaned, her eyes glazed over with lust.

Gliding down his muscular form, she found her pussy aligned with his rigid cock and lowered her self down onto it. When the very tip touched her folds, she stopped.

"Come on!" He groused, "let me in!"

She giggled then whispered, "Not by the hair on your chinny-chin-chin!"

Dutch knew she was going to torment him as he had her and tried to prepare himself. Molly lowered herself about an inch. His cockhead was in contact with her cunt, but Molly began rotating her hips ever so slightly, then changed directions and circled in the opposite direction. The stimulation for both was intensely exhilarating.

"Need you!" She moaned and slowly settled down upon his shaft.

Dutch couldn't believe the sensations her actions caused; her pussy was very tight, he felt the pussy walls contract with Molly's sudden intake of breath accompanying his full penetration. He himself had stopped breathing.

Then, Molly was lifting herself up and down and he began to thrust in time with her. Each time, his cock would pull out until the head was barely inside her, then it would penetrate to its full length. She kept the pace slow. Not slow, slow, but measurably slow. He was groaning and holding onto her hips, Molly grimaced with joy as she pulled hard on her nipples. Eventually, Molly tired and they changed positions, with her on her back. He wasted no time in penetrating her again, sliding his whole length into her with the first stroke.

She raised her hips up to meet next thrust - then wrapped her legs around him reveling in the sensation of his cock her warm, wet pussy. 

Content to make it last as long as possible, Dutch alternated his steady fucking by occasionally picking up the pace, and pumping into Molly with a series of short, tight strokes that built tension in his belly. Molly moaned loader as he pumped her, and shrieked a surprised "YES!" when he slipped a finger down to press on the top of her clit as his prick stimulated it from below. 

Molly was flushed and breathing heavily; both were covered with a light sheen of sweat. Dutch's ass was bucking with a life of its own, striving to meet her thrusting hips and drive his prick even further into her tightness. 

Molly realized he was about to come and began bucking even harder against him, trying to reach her orgasm with him.

Her pussy had been squeezing against his prick with steady, firm contractions. Suddenly it clamped down as her orgasm arrived accompanied by her loud screams of pleasure. With one last spasmodic thrust, he came, the sperm boiling out of his testicles, rocketing against her vaginal walls, stalking her ovaries. He realized it was one of the longest ejaculations of his life.

When his cock was finally done pulsating, they collapsed together and lay there, cooling off. 

Ultimately, Molly got up and put a housecoat on. "You better get dressed and back next door," she said, a forlorn expression on her face, as though conceding that this was just a one-time fling.

He saw this and was saddened.

Reaching out, he touched her chin with his fingertips. "I meant what I said before."

Puzzled, all Molly could manage was a stupefied, "Huh?"

"You know, come on over a little later. Have dinner with us. My Rosa would be glad to have you over. I'm serious."

"You think? No, I couldn't presume . . . "

"Hey," he chucked her under the chin this time. "You come over even if what's-his-name shows up. Bring him too.

"He won't," she said and then perked up and gave him a brilliant smile. "But I will!"

He kissed her longingly and left with a fresh hardon, thinking about Rosa's reaction when he told her all about Molly. 

-- Molly and Rosa and Dutch --

With great reluctance, Dutch left Molly and returned home, took a shower and was watching the Cubs play the Twins on TV. 

Sosa had just hit his 33rd homerun to hold his lead over Mark McGuire who had already belted his 29th off Mike Sirotka, of the White Sox, when the women came home from Kathy's game. 

When the opportunity presented itself, he told Rosa about his afternoon adventure with Molly.

"You're kidding me, that recluse?"

"Some recluse," he smiled. "She fucked my brains out. But she definitely has man trouble. Her husband's a loser, pure and simple."

"How so?" Rosa asked, her curiosity just overshadowing her desire to sample this woman's flesh.

"By totally ignoring her. Believe me, she's hot. And I think we can persuade her to join us for some sexual frolics. That is, if you're agreeable."

"To tell you the truth, honey, ever since that night with Alice and Robert I've had a yen for a sweet pussy. I'm all for it. You say you invited her over for dinner tonight?"

"Yeah, I thought you'd like to meet her, formerly that is." This was stated with a lecherous leer on his face.

"Mmmm, I would, but what about Mom and Kathy? Mom's too smart to even think of fooling, and Kathy's invited her girl friend Peggy over."

"That's easy," he said, shifting his butt to a more comfortable position. "Mom has a date for later on."

"She does? That's great. She never mentioned it to me."

"Well she has a certain style about her. She told me that I wouldn't be getting any of her pussy for a while now that Freddie's come courting."

They both laughed at that. "And as for Kathy and her friend, why not send them off to the movies?"

Rosa was already thumbing through the newspaper. "Let's see . . . she's seen "Blair Witch Project," and "American Pie," I don't know Dutch, what if they don't feel up to a movie?"

"We won't know unless we ask them, but to help matters I'll spring for the tickets."

"I was hoping you would. I'm a little short this week. I'm close to selling this house, but the client is still trying to convince her husband it's the right place for them. It's silly really; the woman really picks the home . . ."

"Not always, baby. Sometimes the man knows exactly what he wants, or can afford and has to bring his lady back to reality."

"Huh, I think that's a rare case where that happens. All the same the movies sound like a good bet. I think they'll buy it."

***

Rosa was testing the baked potatoes when Molly arrived. She wore white shorts and a light blue blouse. Her hair was up in a small bun and she shyly handed Rosa a bottle of wine.

"Welcome to my home," Rosa said giving her a light kiss on the cheek. 

Molly felt a rush of guilt for having slept with this woman's boyfriend earlier that afternoon. She never considered the possibility that he would have mentioned what had happened to her. 

"Isn't . . . isn't Dutch here?" she asked faltering somewhat, then flushing as her embarrassment flooded over her. 

Rosa reading her very well spoke up quickly, "Yes, of course he is. He's in charge of the grill. We're having burgers and steaks. Why not go out on the patio and tell him what you'd prefer. I'll be out in a second as soon as I finish with the baked potatoes."

"Can I help with anything?"

"Oh, no, you brought the wine, that's plenty. Please, make yourself at home. My daughter, Kathy - she's the blonde and her friend Peggy, the brunette, are out there with Dutch and my mother, Sue."

Molly made her way outside and Dutch performed the introductions without staring to hard at Molly's lush form. Only Sue caught him and gave him a light elbow. "Don't bite off more than you can handle Dutch," she said in warning.

"Never, Sue. Never happen, you'll see."

Turning back to the others he called out, "Now I know what Rosa wants, how about the rest of you?"

As might be expected, the teenagers opted for burgers and the adults chose steaks. Rosa came out bearing a tray of baked potatoes and Mexican corn and several other vegetables. And they sat down at a large picnic table just off the patio and ate until everyone was full.

Around six-thirty, Freddie came to pick up Sue and they left soon after. Then Dutch asked the girls if they wanted to take in a movie and to both his and Rosa's surprise, they jumped up and down screeching, "Runaway Bride, Runaway Bride!" 

"Who's in that one, Kathy? Her mother asked out of curiosity, not having heard of this movie.

"Richard Gere! He's to die for!" Peggy answered.

"And don't forget Julia Roberts!" Kathy added.

Dutch handed Kathy a twenty and told them to have a good time. Taking the twenty, the two girls bounded out of the yard into the house and hopped in Peggy's Honda.

"Drive carefully!" Rosa called out as the car left the driveway. She turned and went back out on the patio to join Dutch and Molly.

"Shall we go inside and have something to drink?" she inquired, arching her eyebrow at Dutch who promptly placed his hand on Molly's waist and steered her inside.

***

After a glass of wine, Dutch stood up and faced the two women sitting on the sofa. "All right ladies, it's time for dessert."

"Oh, none for me, thank you," Molly said, dabbing her napkin at her lips, wiping a light trace of wine away. "I couldn't eat another thing."

Rosa didn't say anything, but a faint smile crossed her lips as she put her half filled glass down and waited for Dutch to continue.

"Sure you can," he said, slowly pulling his fly down and shaking out his snake of an erection and holding it loosely in his meaty hand.

"Oh my God!" Molly cried out.

"Jesus, Dutch," Rosa blurted, for even she was caught off-guard by his action.

Still grasping his massive tool in hand he approached the two women, Molly cringed in fear, hands raised up to her eyes as Dutch, wearing a huge grin, sat between the women and began rubbing the head of his fat cock against first Molly's and then Rosa's mouth. 

"What . . . .?" Molly gasped.

"Lick it Rosa," he said sternly and Rosa complied, sealing her lips tightly around the head of his cock, she sucked earnestly in a lazy rhythm, randomly spanking the tip with her tongue until he pried it loose and tendered it to Molly. 

For her part, Molly was now in a trace-like state, a fugue wherein sexual images hung in her mind like a fog. He looked at her and said, "Lick it Molly," and although she leaned toward him she hesitated. 

"Lick it Molly. You did such a good job earlier I'd like you to show Rosa just how good you are."

"My God, Rosa, I'm so sorry." Molly cried. "I can't believe . . . this isn't happening . . . it can't be real."

His hand reached out and clasped her neck, urging her forward. "Suck him," Rosa said, thereby totally confusing poor Molly. She opened her mouth to accept him, and after a tentative lick, she hungrily swallowed his abnormally large helmet-like head.

"Oh, Dutch," Rosa said closing the little space between herself and Molly. "Don't get her all upset."

Molly more confused than ever, removed his prick from between her lips and looked quizzically at Rosa.

"Now, now, Molly," Rosa said, "look at me dear. How is it that you chose to seduce Dutch this afternoon?"

With tears in her eyes Molly met Rosa's eyes. "Because . . . my life is so empty, I mean . . . he was there and looked so good to me . . ."

"Like an ice cream popsicle perhaps?" Rosa said taunting her, "so you enjoyed looking at my Dutch?"

"Yes. I . . . I just wanted to . . ." 

"You did more than want him, Molly. You fucked him. You sucked him and God knows what else you two did in your bedroom."

"It's just that it's been so long for me . . . my husband . . ."

"I know all about your husband, Molly. I've seen him and some blonde bimbo at a cocktail lounge several times. He couldn't seem to keep his hands off her."

When she was finished Dutch once again presented his engorged prick to Molly. "Don't pay any attention to her Molly, just suck my dick and we'll all be happy."

Not fully understanding what he meant, she took him back into her mouth and as her tongue swirled around his bulbous head, she thought she was safe as long as she sucked him off, but couldn't understand why Rosa was permitting her to do so.

"Molly," Rosa persisted, "does he taste good?"

"Mmmm," she answered and rolled her eyes to affirm it.

"It's quite all right, dear," Rosa said as she stroked Molly's hair. "I'm not angry with you. I know how difficult things have been for you. You don't have to explain." 

"Mmmm," Molly removed his cock once again, this time holding it near her mouth. She was highly aroused and wanted nothing more at the moment than to suck his cock and swallow his seed. 

"I only know I have to have him. I don't want to hurt you at all Rosa. That's the last thing on my mind. When we met earlier I got so . . . hot for him. I don't know who seduced who. It doesn't matter. We were hot ... and we fucked like dogs in the street." 

Dutch liked the analogy even if it wasn't right.

Molly continued after giving his prick a long lascivious lick. "I'm sorry, but . . . I don't understand why you're allowing me to do this now."

"Because I love him and he wants you to."

"That's crazy, I don't understand."

"Okay, let me try to explain. But, hey keep up with the blow job. First, it's obvious you want him and he wants you. Second I love him and will do anything for him. In fact, we've discussed this kind of situation where I share him with another woman. That is, as long as I could be part of the love-making. Unfortunately, we didn't know how or whom to approach. But now, I suppose you've come to us." 

Molly uttered a faint, "Oh," and released Dutch's erection from her ovaled lips.

Rosa, now thigh to thigh with Molly planted a delicate kiss on her lips. 

"I can taste him on you," she whispered softly. Molly stared at her, unable to find the words or even the energy to respond. She had never, ever felt this way before and was for that matter, unable to explain just how she felt, for other than in friendship she had never kissed another woman.

"Kiss me back, Molly," Rosa said.

Molly complied and something she couldn't explain compelled her to flick the tip of her tongue across the other woman's mouth. Rosa startled her by opening her mouth and drawing her tongue inside. Suddenly both women were deeply involved in a torrid kiss as their respective tongues explored one another's mouth.

When the kiss ended, Molly panted, "I . . . I'm confused," her eyes were having problems focusing and she was as wet as any sex had ever made her before. Reaching for the proper words to express herself, she came up short, but still managed to convey her true feelings.

"I just want to be loved," she sighed longingly.

"And so you shall, dearest Molly, and so you shall," Rosa whispered, beaming a lecherous smile at Molly, "by both of us."

"Oh I didn't mean . . ."

But Rosa was already opening the buttons of Molly's blouse.

"I can't wait to see those beauties of yours Molly. What size are they?"

"My breasts?" Molly asked in a quavering, but highly excited state.

"Yes, your boobs," Rosa giggled, reaching around to unfasten Molly's bra.

"Thirty-six "D," Molly replied shaking her shoulders to dislodge the remaining strap.

"That's a lovely size, don't you agree Dutch?"

"Quite a mouthful as you'll soon find out," he said shaking his thick member as a reminder to both women that he was ready for them in any event.

Rosa leaned back to see Molly's breasts clearly, then lifting the left, took that nipple between her teeth and in a muffled voice told Molly to let her know if she hurt her.

"No . . . no, if feels wonderful."

Rosa's tongue left the nipple for a moment and trailed a long thread of Rosa's saliva.

"Than two mouths should be even better," Dutch said and promptly fell upon her remaining nipple, licking first and then lightly biting down on it. Molly closed her eyes and with a slight shiver took in the sensations, thinking, 'How much better this felt compared to her loveless marriage with Arnold.' 

***

A few minutes later they were in Rosa's bedroom. While Rosa continued gnawing on Molly's teat, Dutch removed Molly's shorts, leaving her thong on for the moment. He stepped away for a moment to put on a Miles Davis CD, then returned to the bed where he shucked off his shorts and pulled off his shirt and he was naked; for he distained wearing underwear unless absolutely necessary, as at work under his whites. 

Rosa's hands were busy roaming over Molly's firm, almost nude torso; and Dutch again presented his massive hardon to Molly's eager, open mouth. Rosa was still fully clothed, but no one seemed to care and she spent some fifteen minutes teasing Molly, tickling and squeezing her breasts while Molly diligently sucked happily away on Dutch's thick member.

Molly realized she had better do something with Rosa and so, maintaining a good grip on Dutch's cock she reached around and pinched Rosa's ass. Rosa happy to find Molly responding, left her breast and forced her away from the prick she was lovingly sucking to kiss her sensuous mouth once again. It was a long, passionate kiss.

When it ended, Rosa quickly took Dutch's cock in hand and gave it a couple strokes, then gobbled him up, taking almost half his total length into her throat. Dutch, in turn, lifted Molly as though she were a child and placed his mouth upon the filmy thong barely concealing her crotch.

Molly gasped at his touch, imagining him performing the nasty on her. Truth be told, Molly had never been eaten out. She had often dreamed of it, but actually lacked a great deal of sexual expertise. She had given her husband a blowjob on their honeymoon, but he told her it wasn't done by nice girls and she hadn't tried it again. And after six months he began sleeping in the other bedroom, and that was almost the end of her sexual encounters with him, save that one night when he came home drunk and took her brutally, finishing quickly and falling asleep leaving her heaving with desire and longing.

Molly couldn't believe it when Dutch started to chew his way through the flimsy material and shrieked with pleasure on first feeling the touch of his tongue on her wet, swollen labia. He tugged the thong to the side and she parted her legs slightly to allow easier access. And even as Rosa abandoned his jutting prick to renew her suckling on Molly's teat, Molly was compelled to bite her lip as a fierce jolt tore through her belly with the entry of Dutch's tongue into her steamy hole.

"That . . . that feels so nice!" she moaned.

Dutch felt her cuntal muscles constrict. And so, he worked his tongue in and out - slowly at first, then faster, as Molly rocked her hips against his questing tongue. At the same time, Rosa plunged her tongue into Molly's mouth. Molly accepted the tongue hungrily, squeezing it like a cock inside her mouth as Rosa tongue fucked it back and forth between the straining woman's lips. 

The wanton willingness of her next door neighbor amazed Rosa and she was forced to wrench her mouth away and gasp for breath. After filling her lungs with air she removed her clothing and climbed on top of Molly, straddling her hips. Leaning forward, Rosa allowed her nipples to brush over Molly's. And, using a circular motion, she caressed Molly's nipples with her own. 

Dutch rolled back content to watch Rosa seduce Molly. Rosa began rubbing her shaven mound against Molly's small patch of fur. Molly purred like a cat. 

Positioning himself behind Rosa, Dutch stroked his manhood waiting patiently until Rosa was totally preoccupied with Molly, then he plunged into his wife's slick opening. Caught unaware, Rosa fell away from Molly of Molly as her lover mounted her and drove his massive thickness into her juiced up cunt. Rosa roared with wicked delight as Dutch drove deeply into her cunt while ramming two fingers into Molly. 

Rosa was not intimidated by her man and wrested his fingers from Molly's hole, leaned down and began to tongue her.

Molly was in heaven. Here she was, naked, in Dutch's bed, with a woman behind her licking her pussy even as Dutch humped her. After all those months with no sex she was now dangerously close to overload. 




The Engagement Ch. 10



A thoroughly gleeful Molly reached under Rosa and felt the other woman's crotch. She could feel Dutch's prick with her fingers at the point it entered Rosa and the juices streaming from Rosa's pussy soaked Molly's hand. Suddenly, Dutch pulled his cock out of his wife, and pushed his stiff prick into Molly. Molly groaned with joy and rotated her hips feverishly as he pumped her hard. 

Rosa climbed off Molly and proceeded to play with her own love button. Molly came hard and he left her fevered cunt and rolled away from them to kneel before them.

"I want one of you to suck my dick."

"I'll do it honey," Rosa said and let him kneel over her chest as he fed her his throbbing cock.

As she began to suck, he tugged Molly closer and kissed her. Both were breathing hard when it ended and he motioned Molly to kneel beside him. He raised his leg and had Rosa slip out from under him, then said, "Why don't both of you suck me off?"

The two women responded almost automatically. Molly took him in her mouth and swirled her tongue around his cockhead and Rosa began nibbling on one of his testicles while tickling his asshole. The girls reversed tactics after a few minutes and he felt that old tingle in his balls.

"It's gonna explode, ladies," he announced.

Both women hovered by the head of his cock as Molly squeezed his thick prick, jerking it ever so lightly. He came, spurting copious ropes of white jizm - the first line caught Molly on the upper lip and nose. Rosa pushed herself into position and managed to capture the second rope on her tongue. Molly regained her spot and was lucky to garner the third and final spurt by closing her mouth over his cockhead and sucking away until he was drained, but she retained his fluid in her mouth.

"You've got something I want," Rosa said to Molly. Molly had yet to swallow as she was savoring the taste of his sperm and looked questionably at Rosa. Rosa wasted no time, reaching out and clasping the other woman and kissing her. They both began to laugh although their mouths were sealed upon one another. Giddy with lust, they exchanged Dutch's sperm back and forth until they were forced to swallow. Only then did they end the perverted kiss to roll around the bed laughing until their sides hurt. And soon Dutch joined them in their merriment.

As he lay there recuperating, Rosa began to teach Molly how to eat a pussy. He smiled as Molly spread her legs wide and Rosa teased the outer folds of her labia. Molly's hand automatically began to play with her right nipple. Her eyes shut tightly and her mouth open in a rictus of a smile.

As Rosa's talented tongue delved into her gushing slit, Molly's frequent moaning became louder. Her back arched when Rosa pressed her mouth firmly down upon her cunt, attempting to drive her pussy inside the passionate mouth sucking at her inner core.

"Yes, yes . . . I'm soooo close!" 

Rosa swirled her tongue frantically, licking and kissing and sucking eager to bring Molly off again. Dutch joined in, wetting a finger and sticking up Molly's ass. Resting her tired tongue, Rosa thrust two fingers into Molly, who groaned pleasurably from being probed in both holes at the same time. Her hips were thrusting in wild abandonment. It occurred to Rosa that Dutch had been right on the money in describing Molly as a totally willing participant and she intensified her attack on the woman's cunt, adding a third finger.

Dutch was working his third finger into Molly's asshole and as it squeezed into her anal canal, she screamed with depraved pleasure. Molly felt the next orgasm beginning to well up inside her and began yelling obscenities at her two lovers while humping back at the fingers like a bitch in heat.

Molly heard it first - the squishing sound caused by Rosa's fingers and her own juices sluicing from her with each thrust of Rosa's fingers. Then she realized the Rosa's entire hand was inside her!

She began to jerk this way and that way. Dutch couldn't keep his fingers in her ass any longer as Molly writhed around on the bed like a deranged slut - lust filled and hopelessly unsatiated. 

Rosa grew alarmed as Molly's cunt tightened around her hand and then Molly exploded in a gigantic climax, spewing a huge torrent of bodily fluid so slippery it allowed Rosa to pull her hand free.

Molly lay there, twitching and jerking for several minutes as a series of belated orgasms followed the initial explosion.

"Want me to fuck you now, Molly?" Dutch asked, knowing what the answer would be.

Her eyes were glazed, if anything Molly was sex shocked, still she was responsive enough to reply in a low murmur, "Anything you want me to do I'll do. I love the both of you. I've never even dreamed of feeling like this."

"Spread 'em for me baby," he said, addressing Rosa, who did so. He thought her legs were now spread impossibly wide, as both holes gaped openly at him, dripping with the remnants of her overflowing juices.

"I'm gonna take your ass, Molly," he said and readied himself to do just that.

"Okay, I . . . never done it that way, but okay."

Although he'd had three fingers in her earlier, they didn't match up with his oversized, cockhead.

"Try to relax, Molly this may be a bit painful."

"Let me help," Rosa said and took his member in hand and worked it up and down Molly's anus until satisfied she had the right angle and then she nodded to Dutch.

He shoved about an inch into her shitter and she groaned in pain. "It gets easier," he said trying to comfort her. Rosa held him once again and placed him at the center axis of her ass.

He thrust in and gained another inch or so and now Molly was breathing hard. "Maybe if I got on my hands and knees," she offered.

He pulled out with a soft pop and Molly, her hair stuck to her face, scrambled into position. This time Rosa sent two of her fingers into Molly's rectum, causing her to arch her back.

"Did that hurt?" Rosa asked.

Molly spit a hair from her mouth and turning her head to look back at them replied, "No, but I thought for a second I was gonna cum again."

"You will," Dutch laughed. "You will, once I get into you. By God you're tight back there."

Molly took a couple deep breaths and braced herself for the next onslaught as Rosa pulled her fingers out of Molly's abused asshole. Dutch plowed into her once again. This time her asshole stretched enough to accept his head and another inch. He eased back a little, then thrust hard and purchased another two inches.

Molly groaned, but this time it was a groan of pleasure and not pain.

"I think I can take you now," she offered.

Three more thrusts and he had full penetration. The sweat dripped from his forehead as he admired himself fully impaled inside her ass.

"Play with her cunt, Rosa. We'll work her from both sides."

Rosa giddy with fevered yearning for his cock herself complied and tenderly pried Molly's slickened labia apart, rubbing her thumb over the hooded nub, coaxing it out.

Molly moaned as her clit engorged again, rising to meet Rosa's nimble fingers. Fingers that tickled, pinched and probed as Dutch pounded his prick in and out of her ass even as he squeezed her rigid nipples.

"Oh God . . . Oh God!" Molly cried, throwing her head back.

"Like it?" He asked driving it into the hilt and feeling his balls jounce against the back of her thighs.

"Oh God . . . love it! Love it! Gonna cum soon!"

"How about you, Dutch?" Rosa asked, taking her mouth from Molly's clit for only a second before burying her face in Molly's cunt once again and wrapping her hands around her upper thighs.

"Yeah, Jesus, she's so fucking tight!" He shook his head and the sweat flew through the air, landing on Molly who didn't notice and Rosa who blinked as some got in her eye.

"Gonna try something, honey," Rosa said and brought her hand down, smacking Molly's cunt.

"Ouch!" Molly yelled. "What?"

But Rosa slapped her again, even as Dutch increased his pace, slamming his cock deeply into her almost countering the slaps raining down upon Molly's reddened cunt.

"Oh yeah, slap her cunt," Dutch laughed as he felt himself tingling in the deepest recesses of his balls. Rosa did so, but diminished the velocity of her hand.

Dutch reached under Molly and grabbed a breast, squeezing it hard as he began to cum.

That was enough to bring Molly's orgasm on and the two of them exploded together. Molly tried to capture some much needed air in her empty lungs and finally managed to do so by taking long, ragged gasps, then collapsed on the bed with Dutch toppling on top of her.

Molly revived after some ten minutes. Dutch rested, if one can call sucking one of Rosa's taut nipples resting. Rosa wedged Molly between them and they cuddled and whispered sweet nothings in Molly's eager ears. They told her they loved her and she began to cry.

"I haven't had anyone tell me that since I was fifteen," she mewed, wiping a tear from her cheek.

Dutch had to admire Molly's true beauty and lush body. Rosa tenderly kissed the next tear away and before they realized what was happening the women were deep into a torrid kiss. Suddenly Rosa broke it off and pulled Dutch over. Molly's hungry mouth sought his and then they were embroiled in a long, sensual kiss that left him with another hardon.

Rosa, undaunted by the passion her lover was showing Molly, took Molly's breast and toyed with it, nipping, kissing, licking and sucking so that Molly moaned through the kiss.

Rosa head the front door open and close. Kathy was home! Quietly she slipped out of bed and threw on a robe and went to greet her daughter.

***

"Hi sweetie," Rosa said cheerfully to her daughter, Kathy.

"Hi Mom," Kathy replied averting her eyes having taken in at one glance her mother's swollen lips and the smell of strong sexually activity.

"What's the matter baby?" The older woman asked puzzled over the fact that Kathy hadn't given her the usual hug and kiss as she usually did.

"I guess I interrupted you two . . ." She began and then decided not to push it.

Hugging the robe tighter around herself, Rosa realized her daughter knew of her recent sexual proclivities and tried to make the best of it. "We . . . Dutch and me, decided to get it on, you know, no one was home and . . ."

"I understand Mom, now if you don't mind I'm a little tired, the movie was all right, but I'm tired and I'm going to bed. Then she kissed her mother on the lips and left the room. 

Once inside her room Kathy wondered about the strange taste she'd encountered on her Mother's mouth. She knew Dutch's masculine taste well enough to recognize it, but there was another there that she couldn't make out. 'Strange,' she thought as she undressed and got into bed, 'very strange. And Mom hadn't denied she was having sex . . .' 

Kathy closed her eyes and just before she fell asleep it hit her. She bolted upright in the bed. 'Pussy! It was the flavor of pussy!'

Leaping out of her bed she picked up a glass and held it to the wall to eavesdrop on her mother's room.

"Tell me about your husband," she heard Rosa ask. 'Who was in there with her?' Kathy asked herself.

"What's to tell?" The unknown voice continued. 

"He came home one night after having been gone three nights and he hadn't been on any business trip, and told me he was bored with me. That had to mean there was someone else. It turns out there were several someone else's."

"The bastard!" Rosa said sympathetically and with enforced meaning. 

'She's here!' Kathy said to herself, 'the woman's still here! My god wait until Dutch finds out! There will be hell to pay.'

"Why haven't you dumped him?" Rosa asked.

"And do what? I've never held a job, don't have any money; and where would I go?'

"What about the savings and bank accounts," Dutch said, "Are they jointly held?"

In the next room, on hearing Dutch's voice Kathy recoiled and dropped the glass. Reacting quickly she shot her knee out and managed to deflect the glass and catch it before it hit the floor and shattered and managed to keep from alerting those in the next room that she was listening in on them.

"I don't know," Molly said tentatively. "He takes care of those things."

"There's no time like the present to find out," he said and pulled his shorts on. "Come on, the both of you, put some clothes on and let's go take a look."

Kathy gingerly placed the glass on her vanity and excitedly opened her door a crack to watch from her darkened bedroom. 'Who could the woman be? Wait until she told Peggy about this, it would blow her away.' 

A minute later, her mother and Dutch passed by her door. 'Where was the mystery woman?' Kathy wondered and then Molly passed and paused just outside her room.

Molly's eyes flicked to Kathy's door and noticed it was slightly open.

'She knows,' Kathy thought, 'she knows I was watching.' 

A second later, Molly moved on and Kathy saw the side of her face. 'It's our neighbor! What's her name? Margie? Mary, no . . . Molly - Molly! That's Molly all right.' 

At the same time, Kathy realized she was sopping wet around her pussy. She returned to her bed after closing the door and located her vibrator.

Moments later she was coming hard in one of her most memorable orgasms yet. 

***

Molly opened her backdoor and they all went inside. She had decided not to mention that Kathy's door had been ajar.

"Are you sure he's not home?" Rosa whispered.

"Yeah, no car and he always leaves his wallet and car keys on the kitchen table."

"Do you know where he keeps the checkbook and other papers?"

"I . . . I'm not sure."

"Does he have anything that passes for an office?" Dutch asked.

"Mmmm, yeah in the guest bedroom."

"Let's take a look," Rosa said, and they began to rifle through Arnold's personal effects.

Dutch found the savings book and smiled. "It's a joint account. Don't you recall signing this?"

When we were first married he had me sign a lot of things. He told me I didn't need to worry about them, that he'd take care of all that stuff, I should just keep the house in order and have his meals ready for him like a good little wife."

"He really is a bastard," Dutch said. "Well let's see about fixing his ass good."

Rosa uncovered the checkbook in a desk drawer. Molly discovered a stack of stock certificates.

"Look at this," she said her excitement mounting. As she perused the pile she began to frown.

"What's the matter," Molly asked.

"His name, everything's in his name."

"Take them anyway," Dutch said, "he doesn't have them, he has to put up a lot of money to recover them from the companies themselves as kind of an escrow."

Rosa also found three thousand dollars rolled up in the back of the last drawer they searched.

"Let's get out of here," she said and took a deep breath. "Molly I've got a place I know of that has low rent and is in a decent neighborhood. We'll get you in first thing tomorrow morning. And I'll make a few calls to see about finding you a job of some kind, just to get you started."

Molly was crying. "I . . . I don't know how to thank the two of you," she looked up and frowned. "Um, what about the RV?" Molly asked.

"The RV?" Dutch said puzzled. "I didn't see an RV."

"It's at the garage; I was going to pick it up tomorrow after they finished servicing it."

"Then we'll pick it up and take it too. You can park it in back of my place. In fact I was going to suggest you use my old place. I'm living here with Rosa and haven't gotten around to selling it, so . . ."

"That's perfect honey," Rosa said.

"Oh, oh . . . I'm so happy, thank you both, thank you for everything." Molly was crying tears of happiness.

Rosa hugged her and after a moment, Dutch joined in. He was surprised to find himself with another hardon. "Ladies, let's get back to our warm, comfy bed. Something's come up."

They all laughed at that and then gathered the materials they had found and left. Molly never looked back.

***

Around 2:30 in the morning, Dutch woke up and wearing only a pair of shorts went to the bathroom. After urinating he went to the kitchen and poured himself a glass of milk. When he turned around he found Kathy standing there. She wore a nightgown, but with the dim lighting provided by the refrigerator, he could see her nipples jutting out as well as the faint outline of her triangle.

"Good morning Kathy, I'm surprised to find you up at this hour. Can I pour you a glass of milk?" He tried his best not to stare at her lithe form, but being a man, couldn't tear his eyes away from her.

She knew what she was doing to him and discovered that she was enjoying the power, or sense of power it seemed to provide her. "Yes," she said, "I'd love a glass thank you." This afforded her the opportunity to move closer to him. Her nostril's flared as she absorbed his masculine odor. 

He noted that his hand was shaking as he poured the milk into a small glass, and then handed it to her. Her eyes never left his as she accepted the glass.

"Thanks," she said and drank half her milk down.

"You are welcome," he said and found his throat had gone dry.

"You guys have a party tonight?" She brazenly inquired.

"Not really," he said, growing uneasy at the direction the conversation was going. Then to make matters worse he felt himself hardening.

"Who's in the bedroom with you and Mom?" She asked and her knees shook, knowing that such questions were best left unasked.

'She knows,' he thought. 'I might as well be honest.' "The truth?" He asked.

"Of course, the truth."

"Molly the next door neighbor has had a difficult time of it. Her husband is cheating on her and she was very upset and came over crying, and well, we took her in. Your mom will find her a place tomorrow and I'll see about helping her find a job." 

'There,' he thought, 'that went well."

Kathy idly scratched at a point just above her left breast. His eyes focused on the budding nipple just below her hand. 

"So fucking her was what . . . an act of kindness?"

He was stunned by her bluntness. "Kathy . . . I . . ."

"Don't bother to explain. It won't work." And suddenly all the defenses that she had summoned up to reach this point abandoned her and she began to cry.

He had no alternative but to take her in his arms and comfort her. He was never sure what triggered it, but suddenly they were kissing. 

Dutch felt as if his mouth were pressed against an angel's. He felt her jump slightly in surprise, then her mouth opened and her tongue came into play, pushing between his lips and dancing across the roof of his mouth, by this point Dutch had kicked into seduction number one gear and he responded in kind. His mind in turmoil, he wondered just how far he should allow this to go?

For Kathy's part, well she was in seventh heaven. All those nights lying in bed listening to him making love to her mother had excited her beyond reason. She wanted him and she wanted him now. She started to subtly grind her body against his. 

Dutch permitted his hands to slide down to her waist, but held her gently as the kiss continued. A few seconds later, Kathy recovered a semblance of self control and relaxed, settling her body against his, no longer grinding her pubis against him. 

Finally she broke away, settling back and laying her head on his chest. He hugged her against him, feeling the rapid in-out of her breath slow as she recovered. He ran his hands lightly up and down her back, wanting to do so much more, but knowing this was not the right time, nor the right place.

"Feeling better?" He whispered into her ear and pushed several strands of hair back from her forehead.

Dreamily, she answered, "Sleepy, exhausted, and happy." 

Perhaps we should both return to our beds," he said kindly, curling a finger in a lock of her hair.

She lifted her head and kissed his chest, then snuggled around in his arms until satisfied with the way he was holding her.




The Engagement Ch. 10



"I guess," she said, but lacked sincerity, and then she stunned him by adding, "Goodnight Daddy."



The Engagement Ch. 11



Toys and Such to Fuck With

The words "Goodnight Daddy" reverberated in his mind as he returned to the bedroom. He found himself with such an incredible erection from the encounter with the nubile teenager that he slipped into bed and immediately sought sexual solace from whichever woman he found closest. That turned out to be Molly, whose ass snuggled up to him as he lay between the two women. His arm draped over her supple form, located her breast and began caressing it, first allowing his hand to trace the underside and then brushing his thumb back and forth over her nipple. He watched it stiffen then pressed his erection into her, trying without success to work it into her pussy. Gripping his erection with his free hand he managed to rub it up and down against her swollen labia. It wasn't long before her juices were flowing and her vagina grew slick and opened of its own accord. Not wanting to awaken Rosa, he pressed his lips to the hollow of Molly's throat, causing Molly to stir on the vestige of wakefulness.

He kept licking and kissing her throat and neck and soon Molly was purring contentedly.

"Hmmm?" she purred quietly.

"I want to fuck you," he whispered, hoarse with desire.

"Mmmm, sure, for you anytime, anyplace, baby."

"Now baby, right now," he managed to keep his voice down but there was no mistaking his urgency.

"Kay," she murmured and using her hand, spread her vagina for him. As he prepared to penetrate her, Molly cocked her hips providing him with a better angle of entrance. Dutch pondered the fact that this woman, only wakened seconds ago, had the wherewithal to feed his cock into her so deftly, without the possibility of waking Rosa just inches away from her.

How wrong he was. Rosa was listening to his seduction, wondering what had brought it about. 'Dutch was such a deep sleeper,' she thought, 'always horny, true, but after a good round of sex he generally slept like a baby. What could have gotten him aroused?' Then she answered her question. 'Of course, its Molly being there with us, he's fucking her and not me because of the newness. Well let him enjoy himself. He might even have something left for me afterward.'

For her part, Molly was in hump heaven. She had everything she could possible want: safety, assurance that at least two people in this world cared for her as well as their promise to help her find a home and job. And as he eased his thick member further into her pussy, she reminded herself of just how much she loved this guy's cock inside her. 'It's been so long since I've been with a man . . . and to have one so good at love making . . . and gorgeous too . . . big, broad and strong; a hot hunk who wanted her.'

Even as Molly reveled in the pleasure sweeping through her system, she recalled the lust in his eyes the first time he'd taken her. She had almost come then and there just from being wanted so much. And his cock . . . it was a thing of beauty. Molly was amazed at its thickness and length. He was much longer than her husband. But most of all she could not believe his endurance. 'How many times had he come that day?' She had no idea, except that it was often.

Arching up to me his thrust, she purred softly, "Ummm, I just love the feel of you inside me," then rocked against him to speed things along.

His hands clenched hard on her hips, but just as she was bracing herself for some hard, driving fucking, she realized she had roused Rosa, who rather than displaying the least evidence of displeasure at finding her lover fucking Molly, had giggled and frenched Dutch's ear.

"Care to join our sunrise seminar?" He asked, smiling at her even as he plowed his blunt instrument to mere centimeters from Molly's cervix. Rosa didn't answer, but quickly developed a rhythm with his deliberate thrusts, pushing her cunt against his ass to assist him in fucking Molly.

He was amazed that the women had adapted to one another so quickly and what's more, were inclined to improving the pleasure the other was enjoying with him. He paused in his fucking and turned to Rosa.

"I love you," he said with feeling.

"I love you too," she replied and kissed his shoulder.

"And I love the both of you," Molly chimed in as they all laughed. Dutch hoped they were keeping it quiet enough not to disturb Kathy, who he suspected was listening to any and all sounds coming from the room.

But Kathy was sleeping. And dreaming, dreaming of Dutch holding her up and moving around the room with her impaled on his wondrous cock. Her body stirred but did not waken as her body twisted and turned as she writhed to her sexually wanton dream.

Dutch's finger traced down Rosa's shoulder to the slope of her breast and stopped. Succumbing to a life-long habit, he sniffed the back of her neck. Her skin smelled of lust. Molly had come hard moments ago and lay quietly next to them with a dreamy, contented smile on her face. Her eyes were closed and she was close to falling asleep.

"Want me to suck it?" Rosa asked, deftly fingering his still rigid shaft, knowing he would and moreover, wanting him in her mouth more than anything in the world at the moment.

"Of course, don't I always?"

"Yeah, but you only finished with our sleeping beauty here minutes ago."

"If she wakes up you can eat her too."

"You're too kind," she laughed quietly, her voice a tinkle in the heavy air surrounding them.

Rosa began to nibble along his neck and when he moaned at the sensation, raised up slightly and sucked the little flesh hanging from his ear into her warm, wet mouth. 

His breathing quickened. 

"Use your tongue," he gasped, as his testicles begin to tingle.

Responding, she licked downward, pausing at his Adam's apple while her fingers teased his nipples.

"No," he whispered tersely, "use your tongue on my cock."

"All right," she murmured, her words dry, almost harsh. She nonchalantly licked her palm, smearing it with her saliva until it was wet and slippery and then took him in hand and began to pump his pulsating cock up and down, mingling her saliva with Molly's juices.

"Suck it, for Christ's sake, suck it!" He said and gave her right breast a rough squeeze.

Hungrily, she placed his cock at her open mouth and plunged down upon him. Her head bobbed up and down two times then her face was embedded in his pubic hair. She had deep-throated him. Quickly, she switched to a variety of different techniques; popping the head from her mouth and laved the sides of his turgid shaft, all the while staring up at him in the darkened room trying to discern his reaction.

He began groaning loudly and it wasn't long until Molly was roused from her sexual stupor and began deftly fingering Rosa's swollen cunt. Of course this only served to make Rosa even hotter and the urge to become sluttish overpowered her.

Since Dutch was holding her head guiding her ministrations to his rampant cock, she had to struggle slightly to remove his prick from between her lips. When she'd managed to free herself, she held him in her hand, stoking him easily and then went for his balls, licking and sucking on them, creating new sensations for him to experience.

Wanting to do something really "nasty," she pulled on his legs and turned him over and got him to bend forward. This wasn't as easy as it sounds, for Molly had brought her face down to Rosa's vulva, and eagerly set to separating her labia with a series of kisses and soft sucks; and finally wiggled her tongue into Rosa's hot and sticky cunt.

Rosa moaned and Dutch laughed. Molly opened her mouth wide and covered Rosa's entire pussy; and although writhing from the intense pleasure this provided, Rosa never lost sight of her own objective and used both thumbs to spread his ass cheeks and drove her serpentine tongue into his steamy, sweaty asshole.

This elicited a mighty groan of pleasure from him. 'God it felt good,' Rosa thought. 'This is as slutty as it gets,' she told herself exalting in her power over him. 'And it doesn't taste so bad either,' she decided, burrowing even deeper in his anus.

Even with Molly bringing her close to a tumultuous orgasm, Rosa knew she needed more and with some reluctance, left his asshole and Molly's wriggling tongue and leaning forward on hands and knees she prepared to mount his magnificent erection. Grasping his rod in one hand, she positioned it at her entrance and slowly backed down on him.

Dutch wasted no time in attaining his most powerful thrusts. As he pounded into her, nudging her cervix with each inward slam, Dutch was actually shoving Rosa across the bed with each thrust. Soon her head was off the opposite side of the bed and with one last great thrust they both toppled off the bed and onto the floor with a thump.

"Did you get off, baby?" He asked Rosa. Molly leaned over the side of the bed looking down at them and laughing hysterically. Soon all three were laughing, not realizing they were too loud and boisterous for the wee hours of the morning.

In the next room Kathy lay quietly listening to them, imagining what they were doing and growing hotter and hotter. She retrieved her vibrator and inserted it inside her pussy, turning it on to its highest level. An almost instantaneous orgasm ripped through her young body and she promised herself that she would pay another visit to her friend, Martha.

Just as Kathy's orgasm passed, Dutch was helping Rosa back onto the bed, and as an eager Molly licked his balls, Rosa put him back into her sopping cunt and Dutch immediately began ramming his schlong full-length into her and she was coming and coming hard.

"Kiss her," he ordered Molly, and she did so. Dutch pulled out and pushed Rosa's legs up and over so that her ankles were on each side of her head. This put her ass up and he quickly took advantage of that position, pushing his throbbing meat into her ass.

"Ahhh!" she gasped, breaking away from Molly's tender lips.

Then he was thrusting his massive prick back into her cunt . . . four thrusts and he switched back to her ass again . . . four more thrusts and he changed back again.

The very thought of what was happening to her brought on another gigantic orgasm. And as Rosa's body shook from her mighty climax, he pulled his cock from her cunt and shoved it at Molly's face.

Taken aback for a moment, Molly recovered and took his bloated shaft between her lips and sucked frantically, using her free hand to search out her clit and hastening her own climax.

Molly curled her fingers around the base of his shaft and released his prick from her mouth. Looking up at him with her beautiful blue eyes, she began flicking her tongue out against the head. Her tongue danced here and there, scraping lightly around the head and shaft. Dutch fought to hold off coming as long as possible because he wanted to enjoy her hot mouth as long as possible.

Rosa lay next to them, arms and legs akimbo, lost to her lustful orgasms, of which new ones kept arriving mere seconds after the current one passed.

Molly tightened her grasp on his cock and began to jerk it while she sucked. Her hot, pink tongue swirled along his turgid prick's sensitive underside, and her lips kept a vacuum tight, yet slick hold on the head. "Yeah, suck that cock!"

"Mmmm Mmmm!" Molly moaned sucking hard on his fat prick as her own climax neared. Suddenly Molly felt Rosa's tongue flick across her clitoris and she shuddered into a strong climax. But Rosa was adamant, unrelenting and wouldn't stop. Inserting a finger up Molly's rectum, she finger-fucked her ass for a few seconds bringing on another orgasm.

Dutch's prick lolled from her open mouth as she screamed joyously, "Cummin' Christ, I'm cummin'!"

Rosa's tongue delved into the vaginal slit even as her thumb gently rubbed across Molly's engorged clit. And she added a second finger to molly's asshole. Molly came again. "JESUS!" "SWEET JESUS!" 

In the bedroom next door, Kathy was grimacing in pain as she tried desperately to insert the vibrator into her own ass. After gaining only a half-inch in ten minutes, she gave that up and returned the humming instrument to her cunt. Not satisfied, she rummaged through her dresser until she found a yellowish feather and picking it up she returned to her bed and she dreamingly slid a finger up and down her moist slit while a series of tiny, muted gasps issued forth from her throat.

"Almost there," she whispered hoarsely as she squirmed almost writhing on the bed. A soft hiss left her pursed lips as she stuck two fingers into her mouth, wetting them thoroughly and then forced the fingers into her pussy slowly sliding them in and out. The feather dropped from her other hand as she grasped her breast and began to massage it, groaning as her heat rose to near boiling.

"Mmmm, yes," she gasped, and her entire body trembled. 

She lay there panting for a moment then spread her legs impossibly wide and began using both hands to stroke and rub her cunt. Kathy knew she was very close to coming. Raising her head she glanced down at her pussy and saw the vibrator only inches away from her fleecy-blonde furred pussy and she reached for it with one hand and spread her pussy open with the other.

She whimpered softly just before switching the vibrator on. Her thumb grazed her swollen clitoris, the same clitoris that she and Peggy playfully referred to as her "little cock," causing her lower body to jerk upward as if touched by a cattle prod.

"Ohhh," she cried, unable to withstand the surge of pleasure rushing through her system. Closing her eyes she ran the humming vibrator in and out of her sleek, wet passage, all the while lightly strumming her prick-like clit.

"Oh no," she whimpered, "It's so good! Fuck me Daddy! Fuck me!" She moaned and had a mighty climax. 

Rosa was snoring lightly, and Dutch thought it a delightfully feminine sound. His hand rested on her right breast. Molly's hand still held his cock, now flaccid and finished for the evening after Molly had finally completed blowing him. She too was sleeping.

Dutch was just nodding off himself when he heard the sounds from Kathy's room and knew instantly that she was masturbating. 'We must have awakened her,' he thought. 'Oh well, her hormones are racing tonight especially after our interlude in the kitchen and if she was listening to us going at it. Perhaps tomorrow I'll test her, see how far she's willing to go.' With that thought, he too fell into a deep sleep, snoring louder, much louder than Rosa.

In the next room Kathy was now sleeping too. The vibrator still lodged in her pussy, but its incessant motor was now turned off.

***

Around eleven the next morning Robert gave Alice a surprise present.

"Darling, it's not my birthday, or our anniversary," she said, carefully opening the small box, obviously excited at the unexpected gift.

But it wasn't the jewelry that she'd thought sure it was. Rather, it was a small pinkish egg-shaped device that the accompanying literature claimed was "the world's greatest vibrator."

"What?" she exclaimed, and as the realization dawned on her, Alice smiled up at her husband. "So this . . . is for those times I want you but you're not available, eh?"

""Baby, you know how horny you get . . . at any hour of the day, or night."

She feigned a pout. "You really think I'm that horny?"

"Just stating the facts madam."

She started to squirm.

"There," he said gleefully, "you're proving my point."

"I just happen to be a little warm and damp at the moment," she said, trying to deny the truth. "Well how does the damn thing work anyhow?"

"Lift up your skirt," Robert said, matter-of-factly. Alice demurely complied. She was wearing emerald green satin lingerie, crotch-less.

"Perfect," he said grinning.

"Of course I am," she replied, teasing him.

"I meant . . . well you are perfect, but I meant the crotch-less panties will serve perfectly. And to prove his point he easily inserted the egg-shaped vibrator into her wet pussy, tapping in further with his index finger.

"Can you hold that in there?" he inquired.

"Of course I can," Alice said, pretending to be miffed at him.

"I mean, can you walk around with it in you?"

She gave him an erotic laugh and lay back on the bed, spread her knees and thrust her hips in the air as she fiddled with the new toy, the fingers of one hand spreading her labia apart as she slid the pink egg even deeper into the recesses of her coral colored cunt.

"Are you jillin' off again, baby?" Robert asked, touching himself and making an adjustment for his growing erection.

"No, baby, just getting it in there like you want, nice and snug, but what about this remote?"

"Ah, that," he said smiling broadly. You're outer clothing should provide enough cover to conceal it from all but the most observant."

"You mean someone will be able to tell I'm wearing this?" She asked with some alarm.

"I seriously doubt it," he said and laughed.

"This is no joking matter; I have a reputation to uphold."

"Seriously, Alice my love, no one will notice, unless of course you have an orgasm in front of them. That might cause heads to turn."

Alice had already concluded that the remote cord could easily be concealed without detection and was working her breasts into her bra.

"Before you make any comment about my tits starting to sag, which they are most definitely not doing, the bra is an additional aid in hiding the wire."

"Might it also be to help hide those luscious nipples of yours when they sprout out for all the world to see?"

It was her turn to laugh. "You know me so well don't you?" And then she pulled her jeans on. As Alice was placing her foot into a sneaker, Robert asked her how it felt with the current on.

"I haven't tried it yet," she said reaching for the other sneaker.

"Better try it before you go out. You know, get the hang of it."

"All right, all right," she whined as she began to adjust the remote. "I suppose this thing controls . . . JESUS!"

Her shriek of surprise caused Robert to jump away. Hastily, Alice turned the adjustment knob down. "I . . . I . . . wow!"

They both laughed at her antics and then Robert said, "Well I'm running late. I'll meet you in two hours at Kelly's Café."

"And a motel after? She said, batting her eyes at him.

"Maybe. Although it's not out of the question that I'll have to fuck you standing up in an alley."

"I kind of like the imagery there. Hold that thought for later will you?"

She pursed her lips for his kiss and then Robert left. Alice took her time with her makeup and followed his route to the parking lot some thirty minutes later.

It was raining lightly as Alice drove to Rodeo Drive; she left the toy off, preferring to extract the excitement from merely thinking about her reaction in various situations. At precisely noon, she turned on the radio to catch the news. The female commentator sounded troubled as she read the first story.

"Kathleen Soliah - known in Minnesota as Sara Jane Olson- says that she will post $1 million bail at today's hearing in Los Angeles Superior Court. Soliah may get out of jail as early as today. She is charged with planting pipe bombs under police cars in the mid-70s as part of the Symbionese Liberation Army. Her attorney says there are no plans to provide a security escort for her return flight, but he's lined up a company to electronically monitor Soliah once she returns to Minnesota. Karla Cameron is the County Attorney, and she's on the line to explain how electric monitoring works."

Alice frowned and changed the station to NPR and listened as they discussed the various reasons why JFK Jr. apparently lost control of his plane yesterday. She thought about his handsomeness and unconsciously turned the egg's intensity up a notch. Lost in her thoughts she suddenly gasped when the first soft vibrations began deep within her and squeezed the steering wheel, reacting as though another vehicle was headed toward her. Regaining control of the car and her senses, Alice turned the remote off and waited until she was safely parked in Rodeo Drive's parking lot before turning the vibrator back on. Even then she made sure it was on the lowest setting possible before setting foot in the boutique she wanted to visit.




The Engagement Ch. 11



She was looking for a certain girl, Nina; an island girl whose skin was possessed of a delightful coffee color. Alice had learned that a few moments after she stepped into the shop several days earlier, for the girl immediately came to her, and asked if she might help her.

"My name's Nina," the girl had said.

"You have a delightful accent," Alice said with a smile. "Where are you from?"

"Barbados," the girl replied and Alice saw the girl's eyes furtively flick over her breasts.

Alice had looked at several expensive items, but purchased nothing. "I'll come back another time," she'd said with a smile. "You're here every day aren't you?"

Nina nodded, her dark eyes on Alice's, unwavering. Carefully she had licked her lower lip and then said, "Every day until eight."

Alice had waited and today seemed like the perfect time to make her move on the young girl. She increased the power of the egg inserted in her cunt and strode into the boutique.

"Hello," she said with a wide smile. "Nina, isn't it?"

"Yes," Nina smiled back, pleased that this woman had remembered her name. Most customers merely saw her as an object of abuse and treated her as such. Once again Alice caught Nina glancing appreciatively at her breasts, confirming her suspicions.

Alice seeing no other customers about, quickly bought an expensive blouse and then asked to see some skirts that matched. The lithe young woman promptly showed her three possible matches.

"May I try them on?" Alice asked.

"Of course," the girl replied. "Why not use the last booth over there?" she pointed to the corner of the store.

Without further comment, Alice went to the booth and removed her jeans. She took a moment to hang them up and then feverously stroked her clit, bringing on a fast orgasm. Her thighs were shining in the bright lighting as a result of the juices seeping from her pussy. She deliberately did not clean herself and after taking a moment to recover, she turned the vibrating egg up until she could plainly hear a low humming noise emanating from it. Making sure she could stand up under the onslaught of the egg's relentless mushing of her sexual senses, she donned the first skirt and came out of the booth without having looked in the mirror. 

Nina put down a blouse she had been folding and approached her. There were no other customers in the boutique. Her nose crinkled up revealing her puzzlement to Alice over the source of the humming noise.

"Now that looks very becoming on you," Nina said and it was obvious that she meant it. Alice turned this way and that, examining herself in the mirror.

"You may be right, but I'll still try on the others," she said.

"Of course," Nina responded and escorted Alice back to the booth.

Inside the booth, Alice quickly removed the skirt and increased the intensity of the vibrator.

"I'm overdoing this," she thought, "I'm going to come soon," she told herself and deliberately caused her hip to nudge the door ajar, hoping the girl would look in.

Nina, wondering what the buzzing noise was did look in at her customer and her mouth fell open.

Alice had one leg up on the seat and had spread her labia apart while facing the door. This gave the young girl a perfect viewing of Alice's cunt.

Alice saw her peeking in and lowered her leg in a highly provocative manner, then walked out of the dressing room nude from the waist down. Nina stepped back, her hand to her mouth, taken aback by the incident.

"I don't appreciate the fact that you chose to use me as a subject for your voyeuristic tendencies," Alice said smoothly. This time it was her eyes raking over the pliant body of the young girl.

Flustered and totally confused the girl could only stammer an ineffectual denial. Since Alice was an attorney she had no trouble in leaping to the attack and berating the girl, closing the space between them until her naked form was only inches away from the terrified girl's.

Her lips set in a fierce scowl, Alice unbuttoned her blouse.

"I suppose you want to see these too," she spat out; her saliva splattering Nina's shocked face.

Alice reached into her bra and extracted her left breast.

"Here, it's a lot bigger than yours. Play with it!"

Nina was frozen to the spot, her eyes wide, unblinking.

Alice plucked the remaining breast out letting both of them lay on the support wires the bra provided. "Might as well see the both of them!" She said to the girl with utter contempt.

Alice glared at the trembling girl, waiting for a signal. When Nina nervously licked her lips, Alice decided that was sign enough and took the girl in her arms and mashed her mouth against hers.

A fevered Nina responded almost immediately, sending her tongue out to meet Alice's. The combination of the vibrating egg and Nina's soft, wet mouth brought Alice to a mild orgasm.

"We can't . . ." Nina began, but was cut off by Alice's hungry mouth on hers.

Alice wondered how often the girl had been with a woman as her hands moved over Nina's supple body.

Nina remained somewhat passive, responding to her kisses but not raising her hands to sample Alice's breasts or the rest of her exposed body.

"Don't you like me?" Alice finally asked. Don't you find me attractive?"

"Her lips trembling, Nina replied, "Yes, but anyone can walk in and see us."

"That's easily remedied," Alice said and slowly headed for the front door where any passersby could look in and see her, totally nude save for her brassiere over which her tits jounced with each step she took. Ignoring any possible gawker's, Alice tuned the open sign around and hung it on the door so that any customers would see the store was closed. Then she calmly walked back to where Nina stood waiting and steered her into the dressing room.

As she undressed the young girl, Nina noted the remote wire that ran from Alice's cunt up to her bra. "What's that?" She asked, tentatively.

"It's a special vibrator my husband bought for me."

"You . . ." she moaned as Alice caressed her right breast, lightly gliding her palm over the girl's pebbled bud.

"You were saying . . ." Alice teased as Nina's dress fluttered to the carpet around her ankles.

"Is it on?"

"Of course it's on. I've had two orgasms since coming into the shop."

"Ohhh," Nina softly groaned.

"Turn around; I want to see your rear."

Surprisingly, Nina giggled at that, and then performed a slow pirouette, enjoying the older woman's eyes on her body.

"Can I see it?" Nina asked as Alice's hands explored her rear end, dipping into the soft, yet firm cleft of her ass.

"Yes," Alice responded after a moment. "Kneel down in front of me."

Nina knelt down. Alice used her thumbs to open her cunt and extracted the still humming egg and handed it to Nina. 

"May I?" Nina asked, her doe-like eyes pleading her cause.

"You may," Alice said, thrilled with how this seduction was developing.

Nina took the egg and demonstrating no coyness whatsoever, placed it inside her and immediately began to tremble with the sensations the tiny egg brought about.

Alice looked at Nina's pussy. The girl had an abundance of dark hair there hiding everything; more like a dense thicket growing wild on the insides of her thighs. 'So hairy,' Alice thought. 'What does she do when she wears a bikini?'

Alice looked at the dark thatch for another long moment, then groaned and threw herself upon it, taking the two of them to the floor. She found herself in a feeding frenzy, munching on the girl's thick-lipped labia under the forest of her darkened bush.

"Ahhhhhh," Nina moaned. "Can . . . can I keep this inside me?"

"Uh huh," Alice managed, then thought about it for a moment and added, "don't turn it any higher, it might be dangerous." And buried her face in the pungent female scent until her tongue collided with the egg and she recoiled in surprise at the electric thrill it sent vibrating from her tongue all the way to her own cunt.

Closing her eyes, Alice licked in the groove along one side of Nina's clitoris and then down the other side. The humming became louder and she knew the girl had increased the power to the egg.

Nina moaned loudly and her thighs tightened around Alice's head.

Alice sucked at her opening, careful to avoid the vibrating toy, content to slap up thick, delicious syrup oozing from it.

"God! I'm coming!" Nina shrieked.

"Yeah, come for me baby!" Alice called out exhorting her on to even greater heights, and she rubbed her nose from side to side against Nina's swollen clitoris as she continued sucking the copious fluids now almost gushing from the young girl's cunt.

Nina's hands went to Alice's head and she began moving her pelvis in circles. Kittenish sounds came out of Nina's throat, and Alice strained to hear them as she continued sucking at the wet, forested flesh.

The two women were making love on the jumble of skirts that Alice had been considering buying. The wooden floor beneath them creaked in time with their movements; especially Nina's who was trembling through what must have been her second or third orgasm.

Alice's hand flailed around blindly, searching for and finally locating the remote to the egg, and turned the power off. Nina finished coming a few minutes later and they lay in each other's arms gasping for breath.

"Oh wow," Nina said; eyes closed, voice fatigued. Alice spotted her purse and extracted a small package of Kleenex, then dabbed at Nina's face, absorbing the small rivulets of perspiration that had gathered there.

"You pack quite a wallop," Nina said with a bright smile. "Kind of a double whammy, you know?"

"The egg helped," Alice said, feeling suddenly shy next to the girl.

"Maybe, but you sure gave me a workout. Now, want me to return the favor?"

"What about customers?"

Nina was lying on her side, smiling. "Fuck them. You put the sign up; let's keep it there a while longer."

"You really want to?"

"I'd be crazy if I didn't want too, but promise me something."

"What?"

"This isn't going to be a one-time stand is it?"

"Not if I can help it," Alice said and a tremor of excitement shook her to the very core of her being.

Minutes later, Nina was humping her cunt into Alice's. Her small, pert tits jiggling, tormentingly just out of reach of Alice's stabbing tongue. Alice had the egg back, on at almost full volume. She was certain that Nina was deriving the same sensations as she and she was certainly feeling the full brunt of the divine device. Her eyes were popping out of their sockets; her mouth hung open - spittle drooling down the side of her face as climax after climax surged through her. 

And it got better! Nina swiveled her torso around, placing her now slimy cunt over Alice's face. Alice promptly drove her tongue into the middle of her slit and then sucked feverously. Nina lowered her face to Alice's shaven snatch and slowly nipped at her swollen clit, using to fingers to stir the honey pot beneath her. Only after this technique produced yet another orgasm did she start lapping away at Alice's frothy cunt.

"Oh! Oh! Girl," Alice shrieked, "Bite me, Christ, girl, chew me up!" 

Her pussy smashed into Nina's eager face relentlessly and Nina, demonstrating that she was wiser than her age decried, wriggled her pussy back into Alice's mouth, giving back as much if not more than she was taking from the older woman.

They shared a dual climax and then Alice surprisingly began to fade. Exhaustion took hold and all she could do was to hold onto the younger girl as Nina chomped on the puffy folds of her labia; getting rougher with each passing second. She had Alice spread wide open and watched as Alice's eyes rolled and her eyelids fluttered. Her mouth hung open, slack-jawed; ragged gasps eked from constricted vocal chords. Alice clawed the air, ultimately grabbing fistfuls of the crumpled skirts in her fists. 

Finally she found her voice enough to weakly utter, "Ohhh, baby, I'm there . . . I'm . . . there!"

Nina heard, but was lost in Alice's cunt. Gurgling with pleasure as Alice's hot, frothy juice flowed over her darting tongue. Alice's cunt muscles pulsed against her mouth, exciting her, making her so hot she came herself. 

"Oh, my God!" Nina screamed, wrenching her mouth from Alice's cunt and bucking wildly, until her own climax passed. 

Alice had blacked out from all the pleasure and Nina lay by her side panting quietly, wondering how much time they still had together and if this wonderful woman would give her the time of day should they meet again.

Nina lay quietly alongside Alice in the dressing room until Alice came out of her sexual delirium.

"Jesus," she murmured, "that was the best!"

"It really was," Nina responded almost too quickly, causing Alice to furrow her brow questioningly.

"What I mean . . ." Nina began.

"I can't recall blacking out like that," Alice said, interrupting her.

"I . . . better get dressed and reopen the store," Nina said, hoping she hadn't somehow offended this wonderful woman.

"Yes, I had better get dressed too. I have an appointment I can't be late for." Alice was wondering if she could stand Robert's huge cock pounding into after this session. 'Well,' she told herself, 'I'm game if he is.'

Nina had the boutique open and was speaking with a female customer when Alice emerged from the dressing room. "I'll take these two blouses and this skirt," Alice said brusquely, "although I would have thought this establishment would have had a garment like this freshly pressed."

The customer arched her eyebrows and Nina's hand flew to her mouth. She was shocked. The garment referred to was the skirt they had lain on while making love. She couldn't fathom the reason for Alice's behavior.

The answer was provided by Alice a second later.

"I love this skirt and since it's the only one in stock I'll take it. My maid can press it for me before I wear it out."

Nina's professionalism returned and she took the clothing from Alice and boxed it. When Alice paid, she also left her business card with Nina.

"That's in the event the other item comes in the next day or so," she said, and Nina numbly nodded, for she understood what Alice was telling her and her hopes soared. 'They would meet again,' she thought, handing the boxes to Alice.

Alice sauntered into Kelly's Café only five minutes late and spotted her husband at the bar having a martini. She approached him and was almost next to him before he noticed her.

"Well, here you are. I was beginning to worry."

"Really? You were worried about me?" She asked.

He smiled. She reminded herself that he had a lovely smile, one of the nicest of any man she'd ever known.

"Yes," he placed his glass on the bar and took her hands. "I thought the damn thing might have electrocuted you, or given you third degree burns."

"Oh, you!" she said enjoying his teasing.

"So how has it worked so far?"

She reached out and caressed his cheek. "Perfectly, and that's all I'm going to say about it."

Robert looked to the bartender. "Is our table ready?"

"Yes, Mr. Ruark, table 12, just over there." He pointed toward the window and a table set off by itself.

Robert placed a twenty on the bar and thanked the bartender, took Alice by the arm and escorted her to the table. After pulling out her chair and allowing her to be seated, he moved to the other side of the table and sat down.

"Now you're going to tell me what happened, or I'll be forced to extract several teeth. And I mean with a pliers."

She laughed at him and dabbed at her lips with the napkin. "All right, all right, but it's a sordid story."

"I expected nothing less," he said with another winning smile.

Alice told him the whole story. She was on her second cocktail when she finished.

"Amazing!" Robert said, "Compelling and totally unexpected. But I should have known that you'd involve someone else. Tell me, does she go both ways?"

"I really don't know. But we'll find out in due time. She wants to see me again."

"And you . . . you want to see her too?"

"Of course, but not tomorrow. I'll let her simmer for a few days. Who knows, she may be ready for anything by then."

"You know, I think I love you even more after this escapade."

"Thank you dear," she said and jabbed her fork into her salad.

They continued to eat in silence until Robert could no longer contain himself. His hand closed over hers, telling Alice that while she had enjoyed several spectacular orgasms, he had not.

"So?" she said, her eyes were wide eyed; and she was delighted to be teasing him for a change.

"Damn it, Alice, just the idea of that egg buzzing around in your pussy had me going. And now I hear you actually took it out and placed it in another woman . . ."

She looked at him then batted her eyelashes at him.

"Damn it, it's killing me. I'm so fucking horny I could . . ." He ran out of words and stopped.

"Oh," she said as if divining his predicament for the first time. She reached into her purse and removed the egg and its remote, handing them to him.

A bewildered expression crossed his face, then he pushed his chair back and said, "Oh, no!"

"Why not?" Alice asked, a wry grin spreading across her face.

Then he began to laugh and she joined in.

"Turnabout is fair play isn't it?' she inquired playfully.

"I'm not putting that thing up my ass, and that's final!" He huffed.

"She continued to laugh until the laugh was a mere giggle before speaking again. "I knew you wouldn't, so let's finish eating and go do whatever it is you had planned before I so rudely upset them."

"All right," he said, "but I never thought you were being rude. Salacious maybe, but not rude, never rude." He took a long swallow from his water glass. "So tell me, how does it feel?"

"Why not try it yourself?"

"You know I won't so come on, tell me, I'm dying to know how good it was, or is."

"It's better than you can imagine," she smiled. "I almost wrecked my car turning up while driving. Had to stop and calm down before continuing. Anyway, I remembered that girl from an earlier visit to the boutique and as horny as I was . . . well it didn't take much for me to make my move."

"Do me a favor?" He asked.

"Umm?"

"Go to the ladies room and put it back in. Let me work the remote."

"Jesus, you don't want much do you?"

"Oh, come on, baby, do it for me, please?"

"Okay, but if I want to put it up your ass later you'd better not resist."

He was silent and she took it for assent and rose up accepted the device from him and went to insert it in her pussy again.

He signaled for the check and had his car waiting for them when she returned.

Robert drove to the large park across town, gradually increasing the intensity of the throbbing egg lodged tightly in her cunt.

"I . . . I may be coming," she gasped.

"How does it feel . . . right now I mean?"

"It's . . . it's radiating throughout my entire body. It's deliciously smooth and . . ."

"Go on," he said, steering the car into some dense greenery.

"Um, very intense . . . there's an ache, a delightful ache spreading . . . "

Robert raised the intensity a notch and the accompanying jolt caused her entire body to tremble.

"It's here . . . Sweet Jesus, I'm coming!" She gasped. He eased off on the remote and let her calm down.

"Jesus, baby, I've never come so hard or so often in one day . . ." Alice was huffing, trying to catch her breath.

His voice was hoarse as he stared at her. "I love the way you were writhing around in the seat. Your nipples were trying to pierce the material of your blouse," He licked his lips, which were bone dry.

"Lift your skirt up, show me that pussy. Show me the egg as it vibrates."

He began to increase the speed of the vibrator even as she raised her skirt, and bared her pussy for his eyes. Robert kept talking, but Alice heard only the drone of a distant voice as she pinched her swollen nipples to heighten the sensations coursing through her body. Her aroused scent permeated the car. Somehow, through her intoxicating sexual delirium, she sensed his massive cock at her lips and opened her mouth to receive him. Later she would recall the glint in his eyes and his delight in her predicament.




The Engagement Ch. 11



But another car parked several yards away, followed by a police car. Robert cursed under his breath. 'Of all places to pull someone over for a traffic violation,' he thought, and promptly tucked his erection back into his pants and started his engine.

"What?" a confused Alice sputtered.

"The police are here, giving some guy; no it's a woman a ticket. I'm headed home. If we stay he'll be over checking us out."

Alice agreed with him. "It's the way they think, everybody's guilty of something," she said, somewhat irritated at the loss of his massive dick, but preferring that to being caught screwing in public. 'We have our reputations to consider,' she told herself and began to calm down. It took a minute before she realized the egg was turned off and she used the time to recover her senses and plan her strategy before they got home.

On entering the spacious home both felt somewhat awkward and so they didn't sprint for the bedroom as they had done so many times in the past.

"Want a drink?" Robert asked.

"Yes, please, but no booze, just ice water, all right?"

"Of course, but . . . you don't mind if I have something stronger do you?"

"No, not at all, she said and sat on the floor, facing him as he made their drinks.

Handing Alice her ice water, Robert sat down in an armchair facing her. "So how hot was this girl?" He asked and took a sip of his martini.

"Turn the egg on," Alice said and couldn't believe she said it.

Aimee and the Strap-on

"So how went your day?" Aimee inquired almost as soon as Nina set foot in their shared apartment. Aimee's face was a perfect oval, tapering off to a fine chin. Her brown eyes were almond - shaped, but she was not oriental. She was half Serbian, half Lebanese, with high cheekbones and a straight, pert nose. Her mouth was small, but her lips were full and luscious. She had white, even teeth. Her hair was dyed blonde, really brunette, but still her hair was thick and lustrous, permed into a slight curl at the lower part of her neck. Her satiny skin was smooth, clear and soft, the color and texture of honey. A long, elegant neck led smoothly to full, high, ripe, succulent mango-like breasts. Her belly was flat, her waist narrow and her hips flared just so, to neatly curved buttocks and slender, long, elegant legs.

She was lounging on a low loveseat in the middle of the room, crouched on her forearms and knees like a cat about to pounce on its prey. Her eyes followed Nina to the kitchen table and Aimee gracefully spun off the loveseat and went to join her.

Nina devoured her with her eyes before answering. "Unlike any other," she said keeping it simple.

"Come to me," Aimee commanded and Nina leaned across the kitchen table and stood legs slightly apart. Aimee's arm went around Nina's neck and pulled her in for a wet, warm tongue kiss. Aimee's hand darted under Nina's dress and caressed her already sodden cunt. "You are so hot already, so tell me," she paused as she sent one finger on an exploratory quest into her vagina. [Pics available on request]

"Mmmmm," Nina sighed, rocking precariously on the balls of her feet.

"Gotta sit down," she husked, already on the threshold of another orgasm.

"Join me on the loveseat," Aimee breathed softly. And both women walked hand in hand across the room and sat down. Aimee kissed her again then curled her legs under her and prepared to listen for a time before springing into action.

Nina recounted the event of meeting Alice and halfway through, Aimee felt the juices flowing down her thighs. Despite herself, she couldn't wait for Nina to finish and pounced on her, pulling Nina's top down and fastening her teeth on Nina's perky breast. Nina groaned and came.

But she needed more, much more. Both girls removed their clothing and Nina assumed the aggressive role, returning the favor and sucking on Aimee's breast while her hand stole into Aimee's black lace panties.

It was an instant orgasm for Aimee as soon as Nina gifted tongue skimmed from her unhooded clit to her asshole. Nina's juices were smeared all over her face as Aimee pressed harder to get more of her lover into her mouth. Finally, she wrested her face from Nina's flesh and with an unladylike grin, gurgled loudly with the juices she had sucked into her mouth. Even as she came, Nina had to laugh at her antics and loved her even more.

Two seconds later Nina was no longer laughing. Aimee had attacked her clit, whipping it with her devilish tongue, then biting, nipping and chewing on it until she had forced another orgasm on her lover.

Nina cringed through the spasms, fearing her lover had wrought unrepairable damage to her sensitive nub, turning it into a piece of raw pulsing meat. And that thought brought on yet another climax. Nina thrashed about on the loveseat, totally out of control as Aimee's tongue devoured her, her fingers clenched in Nina's ass cheeks, the grip so tight her fingers would not slip even with the slippery juices cascading down the crack of her ass.

"Time out!" Nina managed and Aimee called a halt to the onslaught on Nina's cunt.

"My turn!" And although groggy with satisfied lust, Nina began to reciprocate.

Soon Aimee was lost in a world of wet heat as Nina attacked her with an animal-like fury, gnawing and sucking Aimee's clit. It wasn't long before Aimee's cunt was a frothy mixture of Nina's saliva and Aimee's juices. Aimee humped back wildly; her back bowed, neck strained and her face screwed up to reveal the last agonizing pleasure of her orgasm. 

Having come four times, Aimee quivered and slumped back, panting, sucking air into her lungs. Nina didn't know, or care. She continued gobbling voraciously on Aimee's cunt - tonguing, sucking, chewing, until Aimee's quiet screams penetrated her lust-sopped brain. 

"Enough! Enough!" Aimee cried out trying to hold her lover off.

And then Nina smiled dreamily, stunned by what she had done and licked her lips. "Mmmm, I'm all wet," she murmured and tasted the various flavors oozing from Aimee's vagina.

Aimee, exhausted by her orgasms, leaned against the loveseat, legs spread, panting less and less as her breathing returning to normal. 

"I love you, Nina, really I do. You're fantastic. God, it's never been that good before.

They had been making love for an hour. Robert had gotten off as Alice sucked him while he played with the remote. Shortly after that, she had thrown the egg across the bedroom and he'd gone down on her, bringing her to a magnificent climax.

Ten minutes later, he was rock hard again, and Alice, devious Alice, had a stroke of genius.

"Okay now, Alice whispered, her breath hot in his ear. "Just lean back all the way. Try to get your hands flat on the bed."

His hands had been pulling and squeezing her nipples. "I like my hands where they are, "Robert said.

"So do I, but I want you to try this." She looked beseechingly at him and said, "Come on, humor me."

He leaned back then dutifully pressed his palms into the mattress beside his ears.

"There," she said, adjusting herself on top of him. "Doesn't that feel good?"

"It was feeling pretty good already," Robert said. 'If she moved again,' he thought, 'if she as much as breathed too deeply . . .'

"It's the stretching part," she said. "It makes everything feel better."

"Who taught you this?" He asked, staining to hold himself in check.

She laughed and arched her back, then pulled at her nipples, feeling them elongate. She opened her mouth in a soundless scream as her pleasure built and built until she felt almost delirious as the delicious spasms began to wrack her nubile body.

Concentrating with all her willpower, she responded to his question, needing to have him know the truth.

"You may not believe me, but I swear it's true. I read about it in my gynecologist's office."

"Dr. Lamouerux?" He said, eyes beginning to bulge with the stress of containing his sperm.

"No, Dr. Adler," she moaned and bent her head to his chest.

He felt her teeth at the hollow of his throat, her tongue teasing his breastbone, her teeth nibbling the prong of one nipple. "Just stay where you are right now," she gasped.

"I'm not going anywhere," he panted, and felt her cuntal muscles contracting around his manhood as she sat up, leaned backward, her hands locked under him, pulling at the small of his back.

"Good," she breathed. "That's so good."

"I take it back," he said gritting his teeth. "I am going somewhere."

Alice felt her entire body tremble as the rush made its appearance.

"God, I think I hear you clenching around it!"

They both groaned simultaneously

.

"Do that again, sweetie, please," he rasped, his massive prick having swelled noticeably.

"Oh yes," she cried out, "Oh yes!" And she was moving, twisting, and he knew she was coming.

It was the most intense climax Alice had ever achieved; to the point where she could actually see and feel the viscous jets exploding from her husband's thick prick within her spasming cunt.

And he joined her, as they flew through the star spangled dark together to nirvana and utter bliss.

Using silk scarves, Aimee had tied a passive Nina's wrists and ankles to the bedposts. Now an hour of tantalizing and teasing later, Nina's dusky skin shimmered with sweat and her chest was heaving with newly discovered excitement. This was a new experience for her. She had been on the verge of a massive climax for most of that time. Aimee had permitted her several mini-orgasms, but always pulled back before a major one hit.

'What an unbelievable day this has been,' she told herself.

Her eyes were hooded and her lips fluttered open. She tensed, whimpering softly, and her eyes were wide and glassy. "Please . . . hurry . . . please . . . fuck me! Fuck me hard!"

Aimee smiled and positioned herself; she was almost ready to penetrate her lover. Aimee made a final adjustment to the strap-on dildo she wore and rubbed it over the slimy, cum soaked labia of Nina's cunt giving it a good coat of lubrication.

"Ready or not, here I come!" Aimee snorted and drove her hips forward slamming the dildo a good 6 inches into Nina's twat. She eased it back out and then silently counting to three, Aimee drove the dildo its entire length, some nine inches, into her.

Nina's body jerked forward and her head snapped back; her wrists strained at the silk scarves binding them. Wrenching her mouth open Nina allowed a long shriek to erupt from her throat.

Aimee's eased the long instrument out and then slowly worked it into Nina's deepest recesses. Nina's face contorted and twisted in agony. The strained tendons stood out in her neck and her lips snapped back in a savage rictus.

"Like it lover?" Aimee asked.

"Ohhhhhh, yes! Ohhhhhh God, yes!" Nina cried, her body continuing to writhe and tremble. Nina was having difficulty breathing although her chest was heaving frantically.

Aimee groaned and her taut buttocks flexed the dildo. Nina moaned, delirious with sensual pleasure. Her voice was already raggedy and hoarse. Her body heaved and writhed as the huge phallus burrowed into her until it was buried to the hilt. Aimee stopped then, partly to catch her breath and partly to allow Nina to get used to the enormous instrument lodged inside her. Aimee's hands slid up Nina's curvaceous body and cupped her pendulous breasts.

"Nina . . . can you hear me?"

"Huh?"

"Can you understand what I'm saying?"

Nina's voice cracked as she spoke, "Um . . . yes?"

"I want to put this magnificent prick up your ass. Are you game?"

Having cum so many times that she'd lost count, Nina readily agreed. Her rectum was no longer virgin territory; Eddie Reagan had fucked her there before agreeing to take her to the prom her senior year in high school. It hadn't been so bad. She answered affirmatively and only then thought about the difference in size between Eddie's cock and the one Aimee was wearing. But she didn't deny her lover.

Aimee took pains to make Nina's rectum accessible. Using a generous dosage of KY Jelly, she pried her asshole open with her fingers. Nina was still secured to the bedposts and lay on her back. Aimee had no intention of removing the bindings and Nina being on her back posed no problem for Aimee.

"Have you ever been sodomized before, honey?"

"Huh?"

"Ever had it up the ass before?"

"Um, yeah, in high school . . . I let this guy do it. He took me to the prom."

"Would you let him do it again?"

"Fuck no! And anyway the prom was a disaster. It really sucked."

"Did he fuck you that night too?"

"Not really."

"So tell me, what happened."

"Turns out . . ." she paused and took a deep breath. Aimee continued working her fingers around her ass, loosening it to some extent.

"Turns out he'd been bragging about fucking me and had promised several guys a little pussy if they gave him some money. I didn't know about the money part until later on, but he told me when we got to the prom he was going to fix me up with a guy. I told him to get fucked and left him standing there. I was with some girlfriends when he came by and apologized. Being a total fool I believed him. Oh, that feels kind good. You know I've cum so many times I . . . I lost track."

"You were telling me about the prom," Aimee urged her back into the story.

"Oh . . . well, we danced a little and he took me outside to the parking lot. I had this stupid dress on . . . with a scooped out bodice . . . and before I knew it he had both my tits out. I didn't mind that so much, because he was playing real nice with them, and it wasn't until the other guy grabbed them that I realized I was in trouble and screamed."

"What happened?" Aimee asked, then placed a tender kiss on Nina's clit, causing her to heave her pelvis up from the intensity of the pleasure it brought Nina.

"Security in the form of Mr. Durrant, the assistant principle. He came running over to us and slammed the other kid into the car. Eddie ran away and the other guy he let go after giving him a stern warning. "

"What happened to you?"

"The truth?"

"Of course . . ." and another lick across her engorged clitoris followed.

"Ohhhhhh, that's wonderful!" Nina sniffed the air around her, taking in the strong sexual scents pervading the room before responding.

"I wanted to suck his cock for saving me. Isn't that funny?"

"Not really."

"But I didn't. I mean he was an adult and I was a kid for Christ's sake. Anyway, he took me home and that was the end of it. Eddie stayed far away and the other guy was so scared he transferred."

"Interesting. I think you're ready for Mr. Big."

"Mr. Big is the right name for him. Jesus it filled me earlier when you screwed me good. Have you used that on yourself?"

"I have and I do. Maybe once every other week."

"Has it been in your ass?"

"Not yet," Aimee said nonchalantly as she took aim on Nina's slightly opened hole.

Tensing up, Nina stoically said, "I get it. Me first, eh? . . . Well I'm ready."

Aimee initiated her penetration then, taking it slow and easy, waiting for Nina to relax and accept the massive prick Aimee supported with straps around her waist.

When the dildo had gained some three inches, the sweat was streaming off Nina, who bore the tearing of her rectum about as well as one might expect, at least under favorable circumstances, merely gritting her teeth. But as the fourth and then fifth inches ripped into her, she began grunting in obvious pain.

Aimee lay upon Nina now, gripping her in a sort of bear hug, all the while thrusting in and out. As soon as Aimee felt the tight constrictions of Nina's ass slacken, she began rutting into Nina like a boar in heat.

A long series of unintelligible screams were torn from Nina's larynx as she fought to escape the burning, intense pain searing her anal canal.

"Stop! Stop! Stop!" Nina screamed. And Aimee regretted not having gagged her in the first place.

"It's tearing me apart!"

"Nonsense, it just hurts a little. Don't be a baby. You'll be loving this in a few seconds," Aimee whispered to her, trying to console her. But Aimee did apply more KY Jelly to the gargantuan shaft and that helped considerably. Now Aimee found the going easier and asked Nina if it still hurt.

"Yes it hurts damn it!"

Aimee resorted to a slower stroke and asked, "Still think it's tearing you apart?"

There was a long moment of silence. Aimee began to move faster, driving the huge dildo in and out ruthlessly.

"Ugh!" (Sounding like a grotesque grunt)

"What was that?" Aimee huffed.

"Ugh!" Nina reprised her earlier grunt.

Aimee saw Nina close her eyes and that she was no longer grimacing with each thrust, but her face was streaked with tears and snot as well as sweat. Aimee's eyes traveled south. Nina's asshole was actually twitching around the plastic phallus embedded in her; Aimee could feel the rumbling of Nina's orgasm vibrating against her hands on Nina's hips. She began to pound it into her lover - faster and harder. The friction and constant rubbing of the dildo on Aimee was not lost either; she felt her own orgasm approaching and tried to increase her tempo but failed as exhaustion was setting in.

Then Nina emitted a loud grunt and her entire body spasmed with the force of her orgasm. Aimee couldn't stop. Coming herself, she keep ramming the thing into Nina until Nina passed out and lay limp like a rag doll, supported only by the scarves that held her hands and feet prisoner.

Aimee eased the huge prick out of Nina's bung hole and studied it. The dildo was slick with KY Jelly and anal juices and streaked with Nina's excrement. Several minutes passed while Nina remained unconscious and Aimee used it to untie her hands and ankles. She had a glass of cold water waiting for Nina when her eyes finally fluttered open. Nina drank the entire glass before releasing it from her grip.

"Are you all right?" Aimee asked, concerned with Nina's well-being.

"Wow . . ." Nina said her voice so low Aimee wasn't sure she heard her.

"Wow," she said again. It sure hurt like hell. But I expected that. Good thing you had me tied up or I might have hurt you trying to get that . . . monster out of me."

"So?" Aimee inquired.

Nina giggled. "Besides hurting like hell, it made me feel like I had to go to the bathroom." 

Then they were holding each other and laughing. Eventually they slept, they woke up around eight and had Chinese delivered.



The Engagement Ch. 12



July 22, 1999 --- An Interesting Day

Sitting in his office, Dutch had his feet up on his desk and was alternatively reading the San Jose Mercury News and munching on a corned beef sandwich. His eyes read one of the day's headlines:

"Hewlett Packard boss, Carly Fiorina has encountered a rough road to new ground internally. Fiorina has had difficulty winning over many of HP's 93,000 employees, some of whom accuse her of destroying the company's entrepreneurial, engineering culture in favor of a top-down style that emphasizes customers."

Another San Jose Mercury News article said that in some Silicon Valley circles the most popular parlor game is predicting how long Fiorina will last as HP CEO.

'I hope not,' Dutch thought and took a sip of his soda, 'she's one of the first women to hold a top level job with a major corporation. Her failing will block that many more women from climbing the corporate ladder. From where I stand we could use feminine leadership to help clear the air from all the old school farts running this country.'

His thoughts were interrupted by the phone, which he reached for automatically. In his line of work crises were considered the norm. "Hello, Perry," he said tersely.

"Dutch?" A female voice asked.

"Yes? Who's speaking please?"

"It's me, Molly," her tones made her sound small and defenseless.

"What's wrong, Molly?"

"Everything . . ." And she began to cry.

He swung his feet off the desk and hunched over the phone. "So start at the beginning. You went job hunting . . ." He said leading her on.

Sniffling, she tried to overcome her tears but couldn't manage to and renewed her wailing.

"Get a grip on yourself," he said sternly, trying to reach her and put a halt to her crying. But she had lost control and was hopelessly wailing away.

"Where are you, right now?"

Molly managed to tell him and he told her he'd be there in twenty minutes. Dutch cleared the rest of his afternoon with the head nurse and hurt his big toe kicking his Volvo in frustration instead of with the usual mischievous rancor he normally used.

She was waiting for him, standing by the side of her RV, which was parked in a huge mall parking lot.

Without any formality, he said, "Let's just get inside."

Wiping a tear from her eye, Molly clambered aboard and closed the door after Dutch had entered

"Now please tell me what the problem is and try to do it without soaking us both in your tears."

"O . . . okay," Molly began. "I followed the instructions . . ."

"You mean advice?""

"Yeah," she sniffled, "the advice you and Rosa gave me. I mean . . . I applied at seven places for a job. The first and third places told me to get lost, 'cause I didn't have a college degree. All the others said they weren't hiring at the moment. I filled out the paperwork and left it with them."

"That's not unusual. So what caused the tears?"

"The . . . The last place . . . he was tearing up my application before I even left the place."

"That son of a bitch!" Dutch muttered through clenched teeth. "Don't worry, Rosa and I will find you a job."

"A . . . And that's not all."

He sighed and asked, "What else?"

"My lousy husband called."

"You answered the phone?" Dutch asked and sounded exasperated.

"No, no, no. You guys said not to and I didn't. But he left a message. 'Course I was standing there listening to him."

"What did he say?"

"He said he was filing charges against me. That I was a thief and a whore and he'd see to it that I went to jail."

"That bastard! Well you only took what was rightfully yours. Your name was on the bank and checking accounts. That makes you a joint-owner and capable of taking any monies out of those accounts that you want to. As for the second thing, that calling you a whore, well you're not. You're a kind, lady who has been fucked over by a miserable son of a bitch and if I run into him I'm going to kick his sorry ass all over the place."

Molly's eyes went wide. "You will?"

"Sure I will. He's just a shitty, low life bully without any backbone. If we meet I bet he'll take off running in the opposite direction.

No one had ever defended Molly before and she found herself growing extremely excited at the very notion a man would stand up and defend her.

"Dutch . . ."

"Yeah?"

"Would you kiss me? I mean Rosa isn't here so I don't know if it's all right."

"She'd understand," he said and felt himself grow hard. He pulled Molly close and enjoyed the pressure of her breasts pressing against his chest as he leaned in and kissed her. Her mouth opened and accepted his serpentine tongue as it slithered over her teeth and gums only to engage her tongue in a flickering duel.

"Ohhhhhh," she moaned into his mouth.

And Dutch sprang into action, mauling first one breast, then the other. Eyes dulled with lust, Molly pulled away from the kiss and looking into his eyes, and moaning more than speaking, murmured, "Wait!"

He dropped his hands to his sides and Molly tugged her sweater up and over her head and using that graceful movement all women seem to have at such moments, deftly reached behind her and opened the clasp of her bra and let go. Only her bra seemed to have a will of its own, catching on one breast and exposing the other. That done, Dutch eased Molly backward and onto an easy chair; knelt down in front of her and raised one leg and pulled her underwear to the side. Molly's almost hairless pussy glared back at him and he found that he couldn't resist the temptation to eat her out.

She accommodated him the best she could by sliding down enough so the "V" between her legs was just at his chin level. Dutch leaned in and started to suck on her labia. Molly moaned, and her left hand went to her right breast and caressed it. This caused the bra to slip down below her breasts.

"That's it," he said coaxing her along. He realized how hot she was already for the juices were simply oozing from her slit. He bent his head back into her hairless nest and renewed his sucking. Molly's other hand joined the first, now both were idly tracing over her breasts and it was obvious that her breasts were easily stimulated. Glancing upward, Dutch noted this and concluded that they probably could, using the right technique, bring her to orgasm without other means than playing with her tits.

Being in no great hurry, Dutch contented himself with sucking and licking her labia and gradually Molly raised her pelvis slightly and her pussy opened like a flower. Dutch took a moment to remove her pinkish underwear and to admire the fullness and ripeness of her cunt. Then his tongue darted inside and Molly shuddered for the first time.

"Ohhh!" The gasp was barely perceptible, but he heard it.

He returned to his sucking, adding a little more pressure this time.

"Ohhhhhh," she moaned.

"Like this, baby?" He inquired, having slid his face directly under her pussy.

She didn't respond, merely moaned contentedly and continued massaging her breasts. Dutch inserted a finger into her wet warmth, causing her moans to increase in both volume and intensity.

Each jab of his finger brought on a slightly different response; first the moaning, then a spasm like quiver, and then an arching of her back. He bent forward and sucked hard on the swollen, coral colored lips of her cunt and didn't realize that he himself was moaning with pleasure at her texture, taste and the sheer joy he was deriving from lapping at her center. He glanced up and saw her hands moving over her breasts like windshield wipers and made a mental note to devote some time to her breasts himself.

Dutch reinserted his finger, this time his palm was face up. He was trying to locate the tissue-like pad that was her "G" spot. It took him a while as she squirmed under his deft ministrations, but he remained patient, returning to giving her cunt long, languid licks and soft sucks. On finding the elusive pad, he began to lightly massage it. Molly's squirming intensified as he continued touching her there.

He gave one longer and harder suck to the top of her cunt and saw her clit pop out. Dutch started to say something about the little man in the boat coming out to play when Molly suddenly reared up, bleated like a sheep and then arched her back. This presented her cunt to his mouth in somewhat of an unexpected manner.

"Ohhh, sorry . . . gonna come all over you . . ." she cried.

"That's okay, come all you want baby," he said, not anticipating what was to come next.

And then Molly spewed forth a small gusher of fluid right into his face. Dutch's first thought was that she was pissing on him. Then he quickly rationalized that it couldn't be, she was too agitated sexually to piss, it had to be her coming. She was a squirter... she was squirting her bodily fluids in his face.

Opening his mouth, Dutch managed to capture the last of the gushing. Molly lay back panting.

"Are you done?" He asked, hoping she wasn't.

"I... don't know..."

"Let's find out," he said; his voice had gone deep and husky. Using his hands, he spread her cunt apart and once again began to tongue her inner fissures. Molly moaned loudly and resumed massaging her breasts, this time she also began to tweak her elongated nipples after covering each breast. Dutch was into it now, moaning as loud if not louder than Molly as he pulled and sucked on first her labia and then her clit.

The combined sound was reverberating throughout the RV. He was holding his prick in his right hand, slowly squeezing it and stroking it while his remaining hand kept her cunt pried open for his questing mouth.

Molly, still rubbing her tits, began a slow slide down the chair, trying to bring her pussy tighter against his loving mouth. She was still coming and issued what was more of a whimper than grunt and initiated yet another series of spurting fluid which Dutch captured and swallowed.

"Twisting his face away for a moment, he laughed ruefully and said, "Who says men don't swallow?"

The joke was over poor Molly's head and Dutch, not knowing, or caring, blithely smashed his face back into her now frothy cunt. Only this time he held her ass in check to prevent her from falling from the chair and ruining what was to him a perfect pussy eating session. Molly seemingly content, continued to knead her breasts and groan contentedly as his tongue sent wave after wave of electrical charges into her system. Then after yet another gushing come, Dutch reached up and displaced Molly's hands with his own, and squeezed each breast in turn. Her hands dropped to his arms, not to ward him off, but to encourage him to squeeze harder, which he did.

Mouth open, eyes closed, Molly kept coming. Dutch felt the warmth of her fluids pelting his lower torso and knew he'd have to start fucking her soon or come without even penetrating her.

"Put it in . . ." Molly said pleadingly. And he did, and after carefully putting on a rubber surged full length into her with the first stroke. He left it there to savor the fantastic feelings her cunt brought to his system.

For Molly's part, his cock filled her, bringing a contentment she had never felt before. And when he began to pump his cock into her she came and didn't stop coming until several minutes after he emptied himself into her.

***

At precisely the same time Kathy was preparing to meet with Martha once again. Kathy had taken care to dress down, no sluttish style today; Kathy had resolved to play the innocent teen and wore white socks, white tennis shoes, a short plaid skirt, and a red blouse with a yellow cardigan sweater. Her hair was done in bows on each side and she looked younger this time than she had the first time. 

Martha, already wet from anticipating this encounter had just placed her hand under her skirt and ran her finger along her panties feeling the wetness as it began to soak through the material. Following her rendezvous with Peggy, which had been set up by Kathy, Martha no longer felt guilty about robbing the cradle as it were. Rather, she looked forward to each session with more anticipation than the previous time. She was vastly impressed with the imagination and guile Kathy had demonstrated each time they met.

Martha spotted Kathy a block away and instantly lost control of her van. Only her long experience driving saved her from jumping the curb and crashing through a white picket fence. As she was backing away from the curb and turning the vehicle in the right direction, cursing her own stupidity, she had two thoughts simultaneously. One was that Kathy had probably seen her erratic driving and the other was to remove her hand from under her skirt.

She drew alongside the young teenager and brought the van to a halt. Her face was flushed with desire and embarrassment.

"What happened?" Kathy asked, getting into the passenger seat and closing the door quickly behind her. "Drop a cigarette in your lap?"

"No," Martha said furtively, I saw you and stopped thinking for a second."

"Oh, wow!" Kathy said, obviously pleased by the statement. She also noticed how Martha's eyes were roaming up and down her lithe body and leaned back into the seat causing her short skirt to rise up just short of her pussy.

Martha nervously licked her lips as she put the van in gear and prepared to pull away from the curb.

"You like looking at me don't you?" Kathy asked mischievously.

"Of course I do. You know that." The older woman's eyes darted from Kathy to the road and back to Kathy.

"Wanna see it?" Kathy asked with a big grin.

"See what?" Martha felt compelled to ask. Her throat had gone dry.

"My pussy of course," Kathy responded as the grin got even bigger. "Here, see?" And she flipped her short skirt up to reveal a freshly shaven cunt.

Martha's head whipped back and forth. "Someone will see!" she exclaimed.

"Someone is seeing. Does someone like what they see?" She giggled.

"Come on, act your age," Martha chided Kathy.

"I'm eighteen, I am acting my age."

"Damn it, Kathy . . . "Martha sputtered as the girl laughed and then tugged the skirt down to an almost respectable level.

"I'm sorry," Kathy said. "I forgot the trouble you're having with Marlene. I shouldn't tease you so."

"I was going to mention that." Martha said and made a left turn taking them to with three blocks of Martha's home. "Have you had the opportunity to talk with her yet?"

"Not quite. I started to broach her two days ago, but some other kids joined us before I could really bring the subject up. But we'll be in study hall tomorrow and who knows?"

"So tell me, did you get excited when I showed my puss?" Kathy asked, squirming in her seat.

"Yes, you have a way of exciting me . . . almost beyond belief," Martha said quietly and glanced toward Kathy.

"I like to see you excited," Kathy said, her devastating blue eyes flickered with a combination of amusement and sexual excitement.

"I was touching myself when I saw you," she confessed to the teen. Kathy raised her leg, her cunt barely concealed from Martha's eager eyes. 

"So be fair . . . touch me now," Kathy said panting with lust.

"I want to . . . more than anything," Martha confessed breathlessly.

"But?"

"Just another block and we'll have my home all to ourselves, baby, all right?" She pleaded.

"I guess," Kathy replied but her hand crept over Martha's thigh and dug into the crevice between Martha's legs.

"Ahaa!" Martha moaned and jerked the steering wheel to the right. Kathy's fingers moved back to Martha's thigh and she straightened the van, putting it back on course and pulled into her driveway and when the garage door opened into the garage. Even as the door was closing behind them Martha took Kathy into her arms and only after their lips were sealed tightly against one another's did she think to shut the engine off.

"Oh Kathy," she breathed about a minute later, "Feel how my heart is racing."

Kathy cupped the older woman's breast and felt the rapid heartbeat of her lover.

"I'm so glad to see you," Martha said and realized she was already short of breath and they had only begun.

Kathy pulled her sweater over her head and started to unbutton her blouse.

"Let's go inside. We'll be much more comfy there," Martha suggested and Kathy opened the van door on her side.

Just inside the door they kissed again. Martha's questing hand roamed inside the teen's red blouse and into her black bra until her fingers curved around the girl's left breast.

"Mmmm," Kathy moaned.

"So beautiful," Martha whispered into her ear. "I can't believe how beautiful you are."

"I like hearing that." Kathy sighed and making sure her mouth was open, pressed it against Martha's. Two tongues slowly reexamined familiar territory. Martha wasted no time in pulling Kathy's blouse from her skirt, she was anxious to get her hands on the girl's satin smooth, warm flesh. And as her hand caressed the young girls back, Kathy fumbled with the zipper on her skirt then did the same to Martha's. It seemed that both skirts drifted to the floor at the same time, but perhaps that was only an illusion.

Martha kissed Kathy fully on the mouth then her nose, chin, cheeks, eyes and hair. Her kisses grew harder, wetter and more torrid with each passing second. Martha found herself lapping at Kathy's face with her long, pointed tongue.

Kathy near to boiling over with excitement started to return the kisses, licking and sucking on Martha's lips, first the upper and then the lower with a burst of passion.

Martha used her strong arms on the younger girl's shoulders to direct her downward to her breasts, which Kathy happily feasted upon; again licking, sucking and biting gently on her areola before nipping at her swollen, engorged, strawberry tipped buds while Martha murmured her approval and closed her eyes to heighten the intensity of her pleasure...

"Ohhhh, Kathy... "

"Sweet, sweet little Kathy."

The teen's nimble fingers tried stretching Martha's nipple, causing the older woman to moan. "Yes! Yes! I can't believe you make me so hot!"

"You like this?" Kathy asked, although she needed no reassurance as to how well things were moving along.

"Ohhh... so young, so fine," Martha murmured and began touching herself; running her fingers back and forth across her silky-clad cunt.

Kathy moved her face several inches so that it was nestled between Martha's breasts and started a series of long licks up and down the valley separating Martha's tits. As much as she found herself enjoying this demonstration of the girl's affection, Martha desperately wanted her elsewhere, and placing her hands on the sides of Kathy's head, she forced the girls head lower and lower.

Kathy accepted this, perhaps she even expected it. Opening her eyes, she breathed in the sexy musk emanating from Martha's sex before she actually reached it. But with the first flicker of her tongue on Martha's labia, Kathy's head was forced even closer. 

Wresting her head free for a brief moment, Kathy located Martha's clit and gave it a hard suck.

"Ahhh, yes!" Martha screeched and pulled Kathy away from her overly sensitive clit.

Both women were breathing hard, excited by the anticipation of feasting on each other. Martha began kissing Kathy's neck, her throat, her ear, her cheek and then her nectar sweet mouth.

Kathy's hand delved its way downward and into Martha's silken lingerie and through the wisp of light pubic hair already matted with that special dampness. Up and down her fingers crept, lightly caressing Martha's vagina. This caused Martha to suck hard on Kathy's swirling tongue, and that signaled Kathy it was time to stick a finger or two inside her lover; and she did so, causing Martha to sever the kiss and moan as she came for the first time.

Kathy pushed the older woman into an easy chair, spread her legs wide, and thrust several fingers into her. Martha's juices gushed around Kathy's fingers causing a squishy sound each time she withdrew them. Martha had her hand in her mouth biting down, so wonderful was the renting pleasure the fingers brought as they surged through the fissure that she knew as her cunt.




The Engagement Ch. 12



"Am I as good as Peggy?" Kathy asked; anxious to know, for she considered Peggy a rival for Martha's affection.

"Ugh... Ahaa, yes!"

"Better?"

"Ahaaa, oh yeah, oh yeah . . . better . . . don't stop that . . . It's... I'm coming!"

Kathy held Martha for a minute or so, then finished undressing and sat next to Martha. "Want to take the rest of those things off, Martha?"

"Mmmmmm, she sighed, clearly still in the throes of her climatic state. Kathy helped her, Martha offered no help, but didn't resist; she was putty in the younger girl's hands.

Eventually Martha recovered and signaled Kathy by cupping the firm round moons of Kathy's ass and squeezing them. Kathy kissed her and said, "Ahaa, that feels good."

Martha laid a series of wet kisses along Kathy's neck and shoulders; still squeezing the full moons of her ass. "I want to kiss those cheeks of yours, they're so scrumptious!" And she moved downward and left a series of soft, sucking kisses on each cheek. 

"You have a delicious bottom that I am going to kiss and kiss," she said, pulling Kathy up and bending her over the chair. Martha allowed herself a few precious seconds to admire the young girl's ass; from the light reddish marks left by traces of her lipstick, to the wrinkled light brown pucker of her asshole. She licked her lips twice. There was a wanton look upon her face; and then her neck bowed and she placed a firm kiss on Kathy's hole.

"Oh!" Kathy gasped.

"Like it?"

"It's wonderful. Are you going . . ." She never finished, for Martha's tongue was licking small circles around the puckered orifice.

"Ahaaa! That's great!" Kathy gasped, and sent her hand lower in search of her pussy; when located she began to touch herself in rhythm with Martha's expert tonguing.

After moaning with delight, Kathy confessed, "I was afraid you might not want to see me again, after tricking you and sending Peggy in my place." Kathy continued to wriggle her butt reflexively, not really trying to escape the fantastic tickling sensations her lovers mouth was bringing to her.

"Why would you think that?" Martha said; pausing only long enough to insert her index finger into the tiny opening of Kathy's backdoor.

Not waiting for a response, Martha went on. "Mmmm, I love this delicious body of yours. In fact, I l love you, I really and truly love you Kathy."

"I . . . I love you too," Kathy replied. And wondered if it was really love, or lust. She decided it didn't matter; it was great whatever it was.

Martha renewed her kisses with a searing intensity that surprised her. She discovered she wanted to devour this girl, to spend the rest of her life making love to her like this and at the same time knew that the affair couldn't continue much longer before they were discovered by someone.

"You know, Kathy, I never stop thinking of you."

"Oh stop . . . really?"

Martha gave her ass another long suck before answering. "Yes, really I do. I find myself rushing to the bathroom and masturbating with my eyes closed tight while conjuring up your face, your lips, your pussy . . . ."

Unable to contain herself, Martha mashed her face into Kathy's ass, driving her tongue into her rectum about an inch.

"Jesus!" Kathy squealed.

"Did I hurt you, baby?" Martha asked with concern.

"No, no, not at all. It was terrific." Kathy was now masturbating faster, nearing her own climax.

"It's going to get even better, baby," Martha said and was surprised to hear the huskiness of her tone. Her fingers had discovered that Kathy's cunt was very wet indeed; and carefully avoiding Kathy's slippery fingers she abandoned her asshole and slid over to her glistening, slick, wet, pink cunt and pried it open.

"Ahaa," Kathy moaned.

Martha couldn't believe this beautiful teenager was hers, all hers, a sweet, virginal body that had never known a cock. She commenced licking Kathy's pussy in a slow, skillful way that she had not been able to do during their first times together, simply because they had both been desperate to fuck and make each other come quickly and repeatedly. But now they had plenty of time, and Martha was not to be denied her feast.

While Kathy gasped and moaned and writhed, Martha continued to suck and lick the sweet, but runny pussy directly under her nose without letting Kathy come.

Soon Kathy was begging her to let her come. "Oh god... oh god... please!" She was pinching her own nipples, rolling her hips so they churned her cunt up into Martha's magnificent mouth. "Oh god . . . oh god! I can't take that, Martha please..."

Martha ignored her cries and intensified her cunnilingus and was rewarded with more of Kathy's whimpered pleading.

"Yes, like that! Ahaaa! Ugh, ugh, yes! Harder please!"

Martha remembered the delectable asshole and sent a devious digit along Kathy's cleft until she felt the puckered center and drove the finger in an inch or so. Wriggled it around ignoring the bleated cries Kathy issued at this intrusion and found she could purchase another inch in the girl's anal canal before beginning to thrust it in and out as she sucked on the teen's clit.

"Naughhh!" Kathy cried out once and then she was coming. "Oh god . . . I . . . I'm going to..."

Pulling her tongue from Kathy's swollen, little clitoris, Martha panted, "Not yet you're not," and gripping the twin moons of Kathy's fine ass, lowered her tongue to the outer labia of Kathy's pussy. Kathy's climax had abated somewhat; she felt wonderful, but the big thrill was missing. Martha's tongue flickered across her clit and she felt it . . . hovering out there in the distance, waiting.

"Please . . . get me off," she panted, "I need to come so fuckin' bad, please?" Kathy dug her fingers into her hard, resilient young thighs and found them covered in a light sheen of perspiration.

That marvelous serpent of a tongue made contact with her clitoris again and Kathy bit her lip and moaned as she crushed her cunt against her lover's mouth. She realized Martha was teasing her and she loved every second of it, but still had an overwhelming desire to come.

.

Reaching out the young girl took her nipples and twisted them sharply. That sent a lovely rush right to her cunt and triggered a mild orgasm, but still she lacked the big one.

Martha took pity on her and slid two fingers into the sopping wet crease of Kathy's now frothy cunt and fucked her with them, at the same time lashing the girl's swollen clitoris excitedly with her tongue. Twenty seconds later Kathy convulsed under the hardest orgasm of her life and tore a hole in the sheet that she had gripped in her hand. Her ecstatic screams filled the entire house. Martha was required to muffle them by placing a pillow over her face being careful not to smoother her, but forcefully enough to quell the sounds of her climax so no curious neighbors might be drawn to knock on her door.

After the initial shocks, Martha slid up to hold her while she quivered and moaned, still coming even forty seconds later. Finally, the whirlwind was spent, and she blinked and smiled.

"That was something else! You do know how to make a girl come pretty hard, Martha," she gasped. "Peggy never made me come like that."

Martha smiled, and kissed her. "So you'll want to do it again?"

"You got that right," Kathy said beaming. "Now I'll do you."

"Let's have some refreshments first, "Martha said and climbed off the bed, picked up Kathy's bra and thrust an arm through the strap -- slipped a breast into each cup and hooked the clasp.

"My bra?" Kathy asked puzzled. "Why? Why are you getting dressed?"

"I never know if someone will stop by," she replied, deliberately evading a proper answer. "Want a Coke?"

"Sure, fine. No ice though, okay?" Kathy really didn't care if Martha wanted to wear anything of hers.

"No ice? Sure." And Martha went to the kitchen and poured to glasses of coke and brought them back to the bedroom, handing one to Kathy.

Kathy had pulled on her panties and lay in what she thought was a provocative pose.

"You're extremely sexy young lady."

"Thank you," Kathy smiled pleased with herself.

Martha walked across the room, opened a drawer and withdrew a huge knobbed vibrator that had a black strap attached to it.

"Do you have any 'toys' at home, Kathy?"

Kathy was embarrassed to admit that she used one. She nodded negatively, fearing Martha would somehow pry the information from her that her mother had given her one.

"Not even a hairbrush, or another toy substitute?"

"Only . . . fingers, my fingers . . . and sometimes Peggy's."

Martha sauntered back to the bed, brandishing the dildo like a sword and joined Kathy on the bed. With abroad smile on her face she held the vibrator between her legs, prodding at moist lips, then stopped.

"Here, do me will you?" she asked and gave the instrument to Kathy.

Kathy hefted the thing, realizing this was heavier than her own and longer and thicker too. Then she glanced at Martha's pussy -- her legs spread wide, her fingers holding the labia pried apart waiting for her to insert the damn thing inside her.

Kathy crawled over the bed until she was kneeling between Martha's knees, and then rubbed the dildo slowly up and down her exposed slit. The older woman moaned and raised her pelvis and Kathy used the movement to prod at her sleek entrance with the knobby end of the dildo.

Kathy was enthralled as the dildo began to slip into Martha's warm pink opening. She pushed it in until meeting only a slight resistance, then extracted it and after examining it (there was a heavier layer of moisture clinging to the surface of the toy now) she pushed it back in, held it there for a moment and then began to pump it in and out as she did to herself at home.

"Ohhh . . . Good!"

"Mmmm . . . Ohhh!"

It was gliding in and out unimpeded. Martha's juices were flowing freely and had liberally coated the plastic shaft fucking her. Martha quit squeezing her own breasts and making a fan of her fingers; she was now rotating her wrists and drumming her erect nipples with both thumbs. Her head rocked back and forth and her eyes were closed.

"Yes! Harder!" She exclaimed. "Yes! Faster!"

Kathy continued to pump the dildo in and out. Droplets of sweat rolled down her cheeks and hung from her nose for what seemed an eternity before plopping on Martha's loins. And Martha's ass lurched upward to meet Kathy's slamming dildo. Her hands had abandoned her breasts and were now stroking and teasing her clitoris as her climax neared.

"Ohhh, yeah . . . Give it to me!"

Kathy responded by increasing the speed of the thrusts.

"Ohhhhhh!"

"Ohhhhhh, Christ that's good!" Martha bellowed as she arched her back so that only her feet and shoulders were in contact with the bed.

Kathy went faster and realized the entire dildo was now impaled in her lover, with only the very base and attached straps outside Martha's cunt.

"Mmmmmm . . . . COMING!"

"Ahaaa! Yes! Yes! Ohhhhhh!" Burst from Martha's throat. Her body flopped back to the bed; she rolled onto her side, tearing the dildo from Kathy's hand, leaving it totally immersed in Martha's vagina. Martha drew her knees up to her chest and shook. Kathy was fumbling with the slippery strap trying to gain a purchase on the instrument lodged within Martha's pussy. Thoughts of having to take her to the emergency ward raced through Kathy's head , but she managed to get a grip on the strap and pulled and with a loud popping sound the dildo slithered out and dangled at the end of the strap in Kathy's hand.

Martha's fingers were flying over her pussy, trying desperately to prolong her orgasm. Her round ass cheeks glistened with her juices as her entire body began to shake with the impact of the huge orgasm.

Inarticulate noises escaped her lips as her release poured through her system and as the spasms began to ease she rolled onto her back and straightened her legs.

A minute passed. Kathy sat on the bed Indian style watching Martha who laid back, exhausted, eyes closed. Gradually, Kathy began to lay a series of light kisses along Martha's neck, shoulders and chest. She toyed with Martha's breasts, drawing her tongue in circles around her aureole, watching the nipples stiffening as they grew longer. 

It wasn't long before Martha was sufficiently revived and infused with a strong desire to satisfy Kathy as she had never been before.

"Peggy's done you hasn't she?"

"That doesn't count. You've done me too, for that matter. Why?" Without answering, Martha picked up the dildo and placed it in her mouth. After it was sufficiently wet from her saliva she began to strap it on. Kathy's eyes were watching her every move. She reached between her legs and touched herself. She was very wet. Both women were on their knees facing each other. They leaned forward and kissed. Martha cupped Kathy's breast.

"I'm gonna fuck you, baby."

"With that thing?"

"Of course with this thing. It shouldn't hurt a bit, but if it does . . . I'll be sure to go easy, trust me, you'll love it." Having made her pitch, she took two fluffy pillows and mounded them together.

"Here. Lie over these," she said gently.

. 

Kathy rolled over onto the pillows, her voluptuous round cheeks raised high, and she began to giggle.

"This is so..."

Martha pried her knees apart.

"... fucking cool," Kathy finished.

"Now relax, you're gonna love being fucked." Martha parted Kathy's lips with one hand as the teen watched in amazement and rubbed the dong along Kathy's now twitching pussy.

"Mmmm..." Kathy sighed, for it didn't hurt one iota, even when Martha shoved the bulbous head between her labia and perhaps a half inch into her. 

To Kathy, the dildo head felt incredibly firm and oddly spongy as Martha pushed, compressing the blunt instrument between the girl's slippery pussy lips.

"How does it feel, baby?"

"So far it feels kinda nice, you know? I thought it would hurt a lot more." But the grimace on her face told Martha the girl was just being brave and perhaps a little foolhardy.

Because she dearly loved Kathy, Martha took her time easing the substitute prick in, not forcing the penetration, working carefully, slowly gaining ground, working more and more of the device into the teen's pussy. With her free hand she gripped the girl's ass and kneaded it. Kathy responded by wriggling her ass, demonstrating that she was enjoying Martha's attentions.

Suddenly the make-believe phallus slipped inside her.

"Ohhhhhh!" Kathy moaned, thinking, 'I can't believe I took that thing in me! I can't believe I'm now attached almost pussy to pussy with Martha!"

"Okay, my sweet, little baby, up we go," Martha whispered gently in the teen's ear. And taking hold of Kathy's hips, she lifted the girl up and sent the dildo deeper into her.

"I can't take any more!" Kathy yelped, fearing it would split her apart if it went any further.

"Sure you can. Your pussy is almost made of elastic. Think about how wide it goes during childbirth. This little old thing isn't anywhere near the size of a baby's head. Besides," she added, almost cooing in her ear, "I wouldn't hurt you for the world. Now, if you want, I'll stop right now."

"If you're sure . . ."

"Its gonna feel great in a second or two. I promise baby, I mean it." Martha was already beginning a slow stroke designed to loosen Kathy's hole to better accommodate the dildo.

As promised, after several slow strokes, Kathy felt a warmish pleasurable sensation spreading upward from between her legs.

"Oh!" The girl gushed, "OH YES!"

"Better?"

"Ummmmm." The teen began to move her ass in concert with Martha's slow fucking.

"Yes, yes, that's it baby," Martha cooed. "You're taking it quite well," and she looked down between her legs to watch as the dildo surged into the young girl.

Growing more excited and delighted with being fucked, Kathy started to twist and writhe, causing the most unbelievable sensations within her impaled cunt. Slowly and instinctively, both women's hips began to rotate. Each movement causing the dildo to slide and squish around in Kathy's cunt.

Martha added to the girl's excitement by running her tongue along her neck then her shoulder, in the process leaving a slug-like trail of drool on Kathy. Martha mashed the dildo in full length and listened for Kathy's groan of pain. It never came.

All this time, the dildo was bringing pleasure to Martha by rubbing against her clit on every other stroke. Feeling herself on the verge of a huge orgasm, the older woman began to rock her hips fiercely up and down, causing Kathy to jerk and bob uncontrollably from the skewering she was undergoing.

"Ahaa! Oh Yes! Oh Yes! Oh! I'm really fucking you my little bitch!"

"I... I... love it!" Kathy screamed realizing her orgasm was on coming then bit her lip and whimpered. "Make me come! Make me come!"

"Hurt you? Did I hurt you, love?"

"No, no," the girl responded. "I'm ready... Martha... make me come!"

"Give it some more time, Kathy, you will." And Martha worked the shaft in another inch, watching intently as Kathy's flesh clung to dildo as it was withdrawn; and how it pressed her flesh inward as she forced it back into the depths. She watched as the little ring of Kathy's asshole pouted as if sulking at not having a cock in it as well. Then with a huge smile on her face, she thrust it in one more time.

"Oh . . . shit! Ohhh, shit!"

"Did I hurt you?"

"Yes . . . no!"

Kathy was shaking her ass, trying to garner more of the cock inside her.

"Feels great!" She gasped and then buried her face in the pillow as Martha began to fuck her seriously, ramming the instrument in and out furiously.

"Coming!" Kathy roared although the sound was muffled by the pillows. She was indeed experiencing new sensations as her insides churned as never before; muscles tightened; flashes of heat coursed along her spine. She clamped hard on the monstrous thing within her; thinking that perhaps she would pass out.

But Martha's hand was on her shoulder, driving the thing deeper and deeper. Not that Kathy cared. She was soaring as one climax after another roared through her.

Finally, Martha had had enough and pulled it out. Kathy whimpered at the loss.

"Oh, Martha . . . that was beautiful!" She said in between gasps.

"Good, baby. And thanks. Let's just hold each other for a while okay? Then I'll take you home."

"kay," Kathy replied and opened her arms to accept Martha. They kissed and fell asleep in each other's arms.