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The Long Week

By: ElleEss



I've returned home from a Friday night dinner with friends, looking forward to greeting Master, hoping that he is back from his own evening engagements. I close the door behind me, take off my shoes and jacket and spot a light on in the bedroom. I'm in luck. 

I stop at the doorway, seeing him laying on the bed with an arm draped over his eyes, his glasses and a book resting beside him. 

"Master?" I call softly, not wanting to wake him should he be sleeping.

"Mmm... come here," he groans, patting the bed.

I enter the room, setting his glasses and book on the nightstand. He moves his arm and opens his eyes, stroking my arm lazily. 

"It's been a very long, very rough week, pet," he says as I sit down beside him, "I can't relax."

I frown, my brow furrowing slightly in concern as I stroke Master's chest and kiss him softly. 

"Let me help?"

He closes his eyes and lets out an exaggerated groan, his arms flopping dramatically at his sides. I giggle at his performance.

"May I put on my collar, Master?"

"Yes, dear. I'm far too tired to get up myself."

I take my collar from the bedpost and fix it around my neck. I undress, leaving only my underwear on, and turn to find Master propped up on his elbow, admiring my ass. I smile and climb up, straddling his lap, and he starts to stroke and squeeze my ass.  

"I want to massage you, Master. Please?" I ask, stroking his chest lightly with my fingertips.

"Mmhmm," he says, continuing to grab my ass. 

I undo the buttons down his shirt and take it off, tracing the faint growth marks on his broad shoulders and start to rub gently to ease the tension out of his muscles. I nibble his ear, kissing down his neck as I run my hands down his front. His skin is soft and warm, and I inhale deeply as I melt into him, wanting his scent all over me. I shift my hips against him as he moans quietly, his cock hardening.

"You little slut," he calls me as he delivers a sharp slap to my ass. 

"Master... it aches..." I whimper in his ear, continuing to thrust my hips.

He plants his hands firmly on me, holding me still. I squeeze and stroke my breasts, moaning as my nipples harden, hoping to entice him. My pussy throbs as he slips a hand down the front of my underwear and begins to fondle me, slipping a finger inside me.

"Mmmaster..."

"Your greedy little cunt is very wet for me," he tells me, sliding in another finger and thumbing my clit.

I rake my nails lightly down his chest, moaning and shifting against his hand, desperate for his cock inside me. 

"Mmmaster... I need it, please..." I breathe, squeezing my breasts and looking at him lustily. 

"Mm... tell Master what you need. Where does it ache, hm?" he smiles, taking his hand away from me, leaving me pouting and panting. Master puts his fingers in my mouth and I suck off my own juices.

"My pussy... I need Master's cock inside my pussy. Please... Master, fill me?"

Master savours my desperation, patting and squeezing my ass. I feel his rock hard cock swell beneath his pants

"Take off your underwear, slut. Be a good girl for me. Show me that wet little cunt."

I do as I'm told, spreading my swollen pussy lips and moaning, watching Master survey his property. I part my thighs wider as his finger traces down my thigh, glistening with wetness. I quiver and the ache grows inside me. I need to be fucked.

"Master..." I breathe heavily and rubbing myself, "please? Fill my little cunt up, please? I need you."

Master strokes his cock and pulls me near as I straddle him once more. He eases his cock into me and I let out a cry, taking it all in and coating him with my juices, my pussy stretched around him. He lets out a low moan as I begin to ride his cock, my ass and chest bouncing in excitement. Master's hand cups one of my breasts, teasing my nipple. 

"Does that feel good, my little whore? You're always ready for my cock, aren't you?"

"Mmmaster... yes Master... yes..." I whisper, arching my back, feeling him buried deep inside me. 

"Good girl," he tells me, running his hand down my front, soft and firm to his touch. 

I lean in for a kiss, my breasts pressing against his chest as he grabs my hips and thrusts in hard, holding me in place as he drills into me. I wrap my arms around his neck, clinging to steady myself, not wanting him to stop. His teeth sink into my shoulder and I know I can't hold on much longer as my body pulses and begs to cum.

I pull back from him and he slows his pace, his hands still firmly planted on my hips. I part my lips, but before I can say a word, his finger slips under my collar and he tugs it gently as he pants. My eyes widen and I stroke his arm, longing for the satisfaction that only my Master can provide.

"Cum," he whispers, "Cum over my cock and I'll fill that little pussy up the way I know you need it."

And with one hard thrust, I feel him spill inside me and I spasm. Once, twice, half a dozen times, crying out loudly, savouring how wet and warm it feels. I collapse against him as he softens inside me, not wanting to be deprived of him a moment longer than I have to. 

Master pats my ass and I climb off of him, cum leaking from my well fucked pussy. I nestle into his arms, sighing, and kissing him in appreciation.

"You're so good to me," I breathe, closing my eyes, "Do you feel better, Master?"

"Mmhm," he replies sleepily, "Now let's turn in early so we can do it all again in the morning."

The Long Weekend: Saturday Afternoon



Disclaimer: All right, this story is not real. NOT REAL! Not to be read by anyone under the age of 18/21 yadda yadda yadda! I'd love to hear some feedback as per usual. Please feel free to leave me a comment in the COMMENT Box at the end of the page. You see those big empty stars too? Maybe bump those up to five full ones? We wouldn't want them to be empty now would we? All alone like that? You're not a monster are you? 

Also, please don't post this on any other site without my explicit permission. I've had to bring the hammer down on two thieves right as of writing and don't want to bring it down again. 

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Harry stepped down the stairs of Yvonne Strahovski's luxury L.A home and joined Sarah Lancaster, he co-star, in the kitchen who had just fished out his pants and shirt from Yvonne's washing machine. His toned upper body was still glistening from the shower and he had a fluffy white towel wrapped around his waist. The brunette had her back turned to him and gave a pleased yelp of surprise when he wrapped his arms around her waist and tugged her into a hug.

He kissed at her neck and moved his way up to her ears. Lightly biting at her right ear, he smiled when Sarah lifted her hand up and cupped the back of his head, encouraging him to continue. His hands roamed up her toned body, finding her large breasts, he lightly kneaded the flesh making the sexy star of Chuck moan at his touch.

"Jesus Harry... Your hands feel so good on my body..." She sighed heavily and using her free hand, she tucked some loose strands of her brown hair behind her ear. The young man happily worshipped her tanned skin, kissing at the flesh and occasionally snaking his tongue out to lap at her.

"God... I can't believe how lucky I am." The handsome, young youth worker admitted as Sarah tugged her dress up above her hips and started to rub her bare ass against his towel clad groin. 

"You'd better believe it big boy. We've got you for the whole weekend and I think you're going to be talking to him for most of it." Sarah replied, cheekily smiling at Harry's mention of God. She took the hand that had curled around her waist and moved it down to her groin and under her green summer dress. His left index finger immediately placed itself on her tiny, hard clit and started to rub circles on her pleasure point making her moan. 

"Ohhhh right there baby. Right there..." Sarah moaned as she slipped the straps off of her shoulders and let her large breasts spill out into the warm midday air of Yvonne's kitchen. Her ass was gently rubbing against Harry's throbbing erection as his right hand clumsily groped at her pillowy flesh.

Adding his middle finger to the digits rubbing up against her groin, they started to run in clockwise circles around her clit. Her breath started to get a bit more ragged as her hands clawed behind her, trying to find her lover. Having no luck groping blindly, she turned her head slightly and caught a glimpse of where Harry was. Tugging him into a kiss, Sarah opened her mouth and planted her lips on his. He kissed her back instantly and slid his tongue inside her mouth, he slipped it around greedily wanting to taste everything her mouth had to offer. 

Breaking the kiss, Harry planted several soft kisses on her lips and lightly nipped at her bottom lip. Sarah was moaning nearly constantly now and her breath was getting short as his finger fucking was getting more intense. With his ring finger, Harry slipped the slender digit inside her wet folds making the brunette gasp out loud. She backed up with Harry following her, she then climbed up onto the table and tugged him with her. 

Within seconds, he had his lips latched onto her left nipple. Sucking on the chewy flesh, Harry removed his middle finger from Sarah's clit and slipped it inside her wet cunt. Bucking involuntarily, the brunette clawed at the table, trying to find something in her grasp to keep her steady. He swapped tits, leaving a long trail of saliva from her nipple to the other one. Sarah's hips were rising off of the table and pushing towards him, in hopes that she would cum quicker.

She didn't have to wait for long. As soon as he reached in and licked her elegant neck, she took a big gulp of air and came. Her hips lifted and pushed down on the table as an orgasm ripped through her body. Harry could feel her wet juices on his hand and slip past him, running down her long legs.

Gasping for air, she slowly opened her eyes and cast a glance up at him. Wiping a thin trail of sweat away from her forehead, Sarah was about to say something when the doorbell went. 

"That's the pizza." Sarah smiled, pulling the top of her dress up over her tits and smoothing out the lower half of it.

"Yeah... I'm starving." Harry admitted with a laugh, greedily lapping up her pussy's juices.

"OK, I'll pay for it, do you want to eat it in here or the front room?"

"The front room sounds good." Harry said with a nod as he helped Sarah off of the table. The brunette fished her purse out of her handbag and walked to the front door as Harry walked into the room where not twenty four hours ago he had received his first blow job.

Harry quickly twisted one of those long white poles that controlled the blinds in Yvonne's windows, blocking out the sun and the semi naked man. He walked over to the large panes of glass that served as doors to the garden, he unhooked the curtains and tugged them closed. He didn't want anybody peeking inside the house should anything else happen with Sarah or Yvonne if she was to come back earlier.

"Do you want a soda?" Sarah called out to him as she closed the front door, having paid for their food. 

"Yes please!" Harry replied, sitting in nearly the same spot as he had last night. Sarah walked into the room, balancing the pizza and garlic knots on one hand with a large bottle of diet coke and two glasses in her other hand. Harry stepped up and took the soda and glasses from her, he then set them down on the table as the brunette joined him.

As they shared the black liquid of the soda, Sarah tore open the white plastic bag that contained the garlic knots and emptied them onto the lid of the pizza packet Harry had unfolded. 

He picked up a piece of pizza and shovelled it into his mouth. Sarah raised an eyebrow at his hunger but let it go, understanding he had very little to eat since the fund raiser where the three of them had met again.

"Thanks for the pizza Sarah, I'd pay for it myself but I didn't bring my wallet with me."

"That's no problem sweetie. We can have you work it off a little later if you'd like."

They shared a smile together as Sarah took a piece of pizza. Nibbling on the end of it slowly, she glanced at Harry who fed himself a garlic knot. Sarah realised she had been staring at him when he returned the gaze. 

"What's up?" He asked, as Sarah blushed lightly. 

"It's just... Well, you're super hot. I wondered how you never had sex." Sarah took the elephant in the room of her mind and made a parade out of it.

"Right... Well, I've had girlfriends before but never really got round to it. Then my job always seemed to get in the way."

"No hot co workers?" Sarah asked, finishing off her slice of pizza. 

"Not really, they're all like sixty onwards. I think I'm the youngest member of staff in my department." He replied with a shrug. "You want some?" He asked as he poured himself a glass of diet soda. When she nodded her head, he smiled and poured another glass.

"So, this is like the first time you've ever been with a woman... I guess the novelty's starting to wear off?" She asked, taking a sip of her soda.

"Well, this situation's a little different. It's certainly not wearing off yet!" He said with a smile, looking at the sultry brunette on the couch next to him.

"That's very sweet of you." Sarah said, casting a wink at her lover for the day so far. "But I just picked up the pieces Yvonne left."

"Not true!" Harry interrupted, wagging a finger playfully in her face. "You also taught me how to eat pussy."

She laughed and nodded her head. "Yeah, I guess I did. You'll have to let Yvonne sit on your face once she gets back. I'd love to have another ride on that dick of yours." Sarah smiled at him, watching it make an attempt to get past the towel he had wrapped around his waist. 

"Down boy." She said with a smile, feeding herself another garlic knot. There was a beep from her mobile phone signifying that she had a message. Picking it up out of her bag, she looked at the message she'd got from Yvonne.

'Be home in 30 mins. Keep him warmed up! xoxo"

Sarah nodded her head and reached over to Harry's towel covered lap. Unhooking the knot he had made, Sarah pulled out his shaft and smiled up at him. Putting his glass down on the table, Harry reached over and tugged her dress up off of her tight, toned body. 

Regretfully, Sarah let go of his dick as her dress was discarded again. Harry dumped the garment on the floor next to the couch and stepped out of the towel. Sarah cupped his head in her hands and pulled him close into a long, lingering kiss. Their lips parted and they shared another French kiss together.

She rose and straddled him, reaching between her legs to grasp Harry's eager penis she aimed it towards the entrance of her sex. He was hard enough to penetrate her and it easily slipped into her hot, wet folds making the both of them groan sexily as he reached deep inside her.

Sarah slowly lowered herself onto him, until the entirety of his dick was within her and her ass rested on his thighs. She felt his hands slide up her silky thighs before gripping onto her hips as she started to ride him gently.

She leaned forward and rested her palms flat against the soft fabric of the couch. His hands hungrily groped at her flesh as Sarah started to work their union together slowly. She moaned into Harry's ear as he kissed her on the left cheek, his tongue slipped out of his mouth and lightly stroked her cheek with it. Sarah shivered with pleasure as his tongue ran against her skin.

Her left palm came off of the couch and moved onto his chest, her hands stroked his moderately hairy chest. Her fingers lightly toyed with his nipples as his mouth came off of her skin and nipped at her neck. 

"Honestly, I still can't believe I get to do with this with you." Harry admitted, tasting her flesh as she worked her hips up and down on his dick.

"You'd better believe it. I feel real don't I?" Sarah replied with a cheeky smile as she dipped her head down towards him.

Wrapping his arms around her torso, Harry lifted his chin upwards to kiss her. Her hungry lips greeted his as Sarah opened her mouth and eagerly sucked on the young man's lips and tongue, their passion pouring out.

Breaking the kiss, Harry nodded and moved back to Sarah's soft neck. His lips smacked against her neck as she curled her hand around the back of his head encouraging him to continue.

Sarah started to roll her hips in his lap as she clung to him, groaning as he thrust upwards to meet her drops. His fingers squeezed into her soft thighs as he sucked on her neck, her nails lightly scratched at his skin and onto the fabric of Yvonne's couch. Sweat started to form on their foreheads as Sarah clung to Harry, feeling his large dick grow and fill her passage.

Sarah's head rolled to the side and her eyes slowly opened, seeing the door frame and the open doorway she formed an idea. Taking Harry's head in her hands, she lifted him off of her neck and planted her lips on his. Tasting his tongue, Sarah smiled and moaned into his kiss as she slowed her thrusts.

"Come with me. I've got a surprise for you." 

Sarah led Harry over to the doorway and put his hands on her ass. She then put her hands on his shoulders and pulled herself up, Harry on instinct gripped onto her flesh and hoisted her into the air. Taking a few steps forward, he pinned her against the large white pine door, Sarah groaned as her bare shoulders made contact with the hard surface.

He lifted her up off of his hips and reached under the both of them and positioned his penis at her wet folds again. Pushing upwards, Harry's penis slid between her wet lips and they both shared a collective low groan. Harry's lips fell onto Sarah's neck and he planted soft kisses along her skin as Sarah started to grind her hips against his.

Harry put his hands on either side of the gorgeous brunette who was in his arms and started to push himself deeper inside her. Moving into Sarah's chest, Harry took her bouncing breasts in his mouth and hungrily sucked on her nipples. Breaking his lip lock, he lapped at the flesh tasting all of her skin. There was the faintest trace of sweat on her skin no doubt from the warm air in the room and the fact that they were in the act of fucking.

"Fuck me Harry! Fuck me hard!" Sarah let out with a moan, her head fell back and rested against the door as he grunted his acknowledgement. She brought her hands down from the top of the door and ran her hands through his short hair. 

"Uh... Uh... Uh... Harry... Stop..." Harry slowed his thrusts and looked up at Sarah quizzically. Sarah smiled and planted a soft kiss on his lips, before reaching up above the two of them and gripped the top of the door. She then started to rise and drop of his dick riding him against the door.

Sarah grinned down at Harry as he put his hands on the door to steady them both. Sarah's hips smashed against his thrusting hips as he moved with his feet up off of the floor, driving himself deeper into Sarah's waiting, hungry cunt. The lurid sound of flesh on flesh spilled out into the room as they shared another kiss. Sarah let out a low, throaty moan as Harry grabbed at her breasts clumsily. 

He wanted to touch her every where as he drove himself inside her. Sarah groaned aloud as her fingers grabbed at the hard wood of the door as she rolled her hips around and kicked at the door as Harry drove himself deeper into her. There was a short gasp of pleasure as he reached down and rubbed her clitoris, Sarah's eyes shut tightly as another orgasm took her.

Writhing in sheer pleasure Sarah gasped and clutched at Harry's head as she came. Harry continued to thrust inside her as she orgasmed, her senses came back to her and she cast a glance over at the couch.

"Harry... Harry baby stop." Harry slowed his thrusts to a stand still inside her. Slowly pulling out of her, he looked at her with confusion on his face.

"Did I do something wrong?" 

Sarah smiled and shook her head. "No. Not at all baby. Come with me." Sarah took him by the hand and led him over to the couch. She bent over and spread her legs, reaching behind her with her right hand she parted her pussy's lips with her fingers. "Fuck me like this big boy."

He eagerly stepped up behind her and slid his dick inside her wet, waiting folds. Harry groaned as he pushed his dick back into Sarah's wet folds. He gripped her hips and started to pump in and out of her, his balls slapped against her cunt as he drove into her. His fingers squeezed at her soft flesh as Sarah looked over her shoulder and took hold of his right hand. Trailing it over to her fine rump, she guided his right index finger to her tight ass hole.

"Finger my ass hole. I want you to fuck it again sooner rather than later." She blew him a soft kiss and let her head fall down onto Yvonne's couch. Harry pushed his finger against her tight, brown ring and slipped the digit inside her. Both Sarah and Harry groaned, as they got back into the action. Wiping away some sweat from his brow, he started to slip his finger in and out of her ass. Sarah let out a low groan as she was stimulated from both ends. Pushing herself up off of the couch, the brunette actress started to palm her tits, playing with her nipples she cried out in pleasure as Harry started to bottom out in her.

As the two lovers fucked each other, neither of them heard the car pull up outside the window and seconds later the door opened. The blonde haired Australian actress walked through the front door with two large black square bags that had several sexy items sticking out of the top. She was about to call out to them when she turned and saw Sarah bent over her couch with Harry pounding away at her. She undid her ponytail and tussled her blonde hair, purposefully swinging her hips from side to side Yvonne walked into her front room. Biting on her bottom lip, Yvonne judged the situation and decided on the best mode of action.

Putting her hands on Harry's hips, Yvonne pushed herself up onto her tip toes to peek over his shoulder.

"Now that's hot. Hey baby." Yvonne said with a cheeky smile, planting a soft kiss on Harry's shoulders she started to control his thrusts. Sarah lifted her head up and saw Yvonne who was kissing Harry's shoulders.

"Fuck... Hi Yvonne..." Sarah gasped out loud as her head fell back down. Sarah's knees started to go weak as Yvonne picked up the pace, guiding Harry's thrusts into her co star.

Yvonne grinned and lightly bit on Harry's neck, sucking at the wound she smiled as she left a mark. Letting go of Harry's hips, Yvonne took hold of Sarah's hips and started to pull the brunette back against the handsome, young, youth worker. Using her front, Yvonne started to bump her groin against Harry's tight ass making him slide deeper into Sarah. 

"You like that baby?" Yvonne asked playfully, she flicked her tongue against Harry's ear making him shiver in delight. 

"Fuck yes!" Harry admitted, Yvonne chuckled to herself and shook her blonde head.

"I wasn't asking you. Baby? You like that?" Yvonne repeated, patting Sarah on her perfect rear end.

Sarah briefly lifted her head and looked over her shoulder, up at her co star and the owner of the house they were fucking in. Sarah's mouth fell open and as she tried to form words, she struggled and let out a groan she hoped sounded like it was an affirmative action.

"I'll take that as a yes then shall I?" She was interrupted by Sarah gasping and cumming on Harry's shaft. Yvonne looked up at Harry and saw he was restraining himself, she moved closer to him and whispered in his ear. "Do you want to cum on her? I'll eat it all up if you do cum on her."

That was it for Harry, his eyelids flickered in pleasure and with the last bit of self control he had in his body. Harry pulled out and shot his load over Sarah's hungry pussy lips. Harry stumbled back as Yvonne let go of him and watched as his finished cumming on Sarah's lips. Wiping away the sweat, he watched eagerly as Yvonne bent at her knee and held Sarah steady. She opened her mouth and was about to go down on Sarah when she looked over her shoulder at Harry.

"If you're going to put that thing back in me it needs to be cleaned up. Why don't you go and see if Sarah can help you out?"

Harry walked over to the couch cushion that Sarah hadn't slumped over and sat down next to her. Sarah's eyes drifted up to his knob that was slick with her juices, she smiled and propped herself up with her elbows. Opening her mouth, Sarah took Harry's large cock into her mouth and started to suck him again. Her tongue moved up and down his pole, scooping up her own cum and as she reached the top of his pole Sarah scooped up the residue of his own load. After making a few bobs up and down on his pole, Sarah felt satisfied with the job she'd done and spat his cock out from her mouth. Taking his shaft in her hand, she pumped his pole up and down squeezing at the bottom as she let out a low groan.

Yvonne had been watching Sarah work Harry's cock. Satisfied with the job Sarah was doing, Yvonne opened her mouth and pressed her wet, soft tongue against her brown haired lover's cunt. She scooped up all of Harry's cum that had landed on Sarah's lips, moving up and down the American's pussy lips Yvonne made sure not to miss a drop. Finishing up with her lips, Yvonne planted a soft kiss on the hood of Sarah's clit before standing up and looking over at the two on the couch who had started to make out.




The Long Weekend: Saturday Morning



Disclaimer: All right, this story is not real. NOT REAL! Not to be read by anyone under the age of 18/21 yadda yadda yadda! I'd love to hear some feedback as per usual. please feel free to leave me a comment in the COMMENT Box at the end of the page. You see those big empty stars too? Maybe bump those up to five full ones? We wouldn't want them to be empty now would we? All alone like that? You're not a monster are you? 

This author would like to thank: Thee_Disciple, MaitreNuit and John Shepard for being able to proof read my crap. 

Author's Note: You'll probably want to read the story 'A Night of firsts' as this is pretty much the second part to it. Hope you like it!

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Celebrity: Yvonne Strahovski, Sarah Lancaster

Codes: MF, Cons, Oral, Anal, Facial, Spank

Yvonne and Harry shared another kiss on her large bed. Their hands roamed over each other's bodies, before they broke it off again. Desire and passion was in both of their eyes as they rested their foreheads against each other's.

"We need some breakfast." Yvonne said with a smile. Harry nodded and stifled a yawn; he sat up in the bed and tried to find something to wear. He looked over at Yvonne and saw her slip into a bathrobe.

"Boo!" He playfully taunted her; she smiled and saw something he didn't. Darting down in front of him, she grabbed his clothes and ran out of the bedroom.

"Oh you little!" He cursed playfully, hopping out of bed on the double, he followed her down the staircase and into the front room of her house. She had her hands empty and was grinning wickedly. 

"Where are they?" He asked, watching her move around the coffee table.

"Not telling!" She said with a grin. She feigned going to the left but went to the right and ran around him as he lunged for where she had been heading. He saw her dart into the kitchen and grab something that looked quite dark, almost like his pants.

Following her in, he caught her dump everything into the washer and turn it on. Sighing heavily, he watched her dance around on the spot.

"Pleased with yourself?" He asked, a smirk on his face.

"Very! Now you have to stay here for at least two hours!"

He sighed theatrically. "Oh well. We'll have to find something to do!" 

She giggled and briefly turned her back on him. 

"What do you want for breakfast?" She asked, getting out a stripy bowl for cereal.

"What do you have?"

"... Not much, I'm afraid. Thought I could do pancakes but they've all gone... Cereal?" She asked, looking over her shoulder at him.

"Please." He replied with a smile, a little unsure of how to react now that he was naked.

He pulled away one of the chairs at the table and sat at it. The table was a large wooden construct that seemed to fill most of the side of her kitchen's wall. As you walked into the kitchen, you had the table on the left hand side pressed up against the wall and there were four chairs that accompanied it. There was a marble counter that ran around the room, starting at the left and finishing next to the alcove where her trashcans lived. Above most of the counter, there were cabinets, presumably where the cutlery lived, there was also a large cut out part of the wall where her refrigerator lived. The room was punctuated by a nice large window that let them see out into the garden.

Harry looked at the table's decorations and saw there was the typical salt, pepper and sugar shakers but there was also a clear beaker that seemed to contain honey or syrup. Picking it up and inspecting it, he saw that it contained honey. 

"So... Silly question but I bet you've never done it on a table before?" Yvonne asked, looking over at the handsome young man had spent the night with her.

"Nope, never on a table. Just in one very comfy bed." He said with a smile. 

Taking a bowl of cereal, Yvonne tugged at the fabric keeping her robe closed and revealed her naked body. Harry pushed his chair back a little bit and she straddled him, looking down at his dick she giggled lightly.

"Hold it steady for me."

He smirked and did that for her. Keeping his hardening member steady, the blonde haired goddess' eyes closed temporarily as she was filled with his member. Her head fell back and she let out a throaty moan, taking advantage he moved forward and nipped at her elegant neck.

She smiled and her head rolled forward. Bringing the stripy bowl of cereal up to them, she fished out some of the frosted flakes and put them into her waiting mouth. Moving her hips against his, she groaned slightly before fishing out some more flakes and motioning for him to open his mouth.

"I'm a little old to be fed Yvonne." He said with a smirk.

"Then I guess you won't want my honey?" She replied, playfully pouting at the handsome young man.

"Oh! I do! I do! It's just..."

"Open your mouth then." Yvonne didn't give him chance to respond as he tried to argue the point.

He happily obliged and she put the silver cutlery into his waiting mouth. His lips closed around it and he tasted the sugary cereal for the first time. Making a face, he watched Yvonne notice it.

"Something wrong?" She asked, looking down at him.

"No, it's just... I think they need more milk."

And with that, Harry attached his lips to her right breast. She smiled and pushed her chest out for him to enjoy a little bit more. Her nipples had hardened in the cool air of the kitchen and the attention he was giving them certainly helped.

"I guess I'm the only one who's hungry?"

Harry took a moment from sucking on her tits to respond.

"Oh, I'm hungry... It's just I have a taste for something a little more... Sweet." With that, he groped at the table and found the small clear container that had the honey inside. Flipping the white lid upwards, Harry lifted the container and dripped the sweet, sticky substance all over the chest of the Australian TV and movie star.

She squealed at the contact but wrapped her legs around his waist to keep him close to her. The sticky yellow substance clung to Yvonne's breasts as Harry happily lapped at it. His lips formed a tight seal around her nipples as he flicked his tongue against the hard nub, flicking it in every direction he could think of.

Yvonne had continued to feed herself as he did this, even taking the time to get some of the honey and smear it on her cereal. She was concentrating finishing the bowl so Harry could fuck her properly. Finishing the breakfast, Yvonne wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him deeper into the creamy valley of her breasts.

Harry was all too pleased to respond in kind, lapping away at wherever his tongue would reach. His hands were resting on the small of her back, but soon traveled down to where her wet pussy was resting on his cock. Using his right hand's index finger, he started to slowly rub where he assumed the clitoris was. He was familiar with it being 'front and centre' and when he found the hood of it he knew he had hit the jackpot. 

He started to slowly, almost scientifically rub the area he thought was the clitoris and looked up to see Yvonne's reaction. She seemed to react favorably when she started to moan at the actions. Feeling more confident, he started to rub a little bit faster, each time learning what triggered a moan from the sultry starlet sitting on his dick. He took her right nipple into his mouth and started to play with it as her soft, gentle hands were placed on his shoulders and she started to ride him again.

Harry groaned at the action as he started to follow her bounces with his lips. He moved his other hand to her free breast and used his fingers and his actual palm to scoop up any of the sweet sticky substance he had left untouched with his previous oral assault.

Yvonne's body was starting to shine in the early morning light from the sweat their encounter was causing. Her hips were starting to gyrate as she found a sweet spot that his dick could strike. Focusing on that area, she started to increase the rate of her rises and falls making sure to keep it slow and steady. When she felt Harry's lips detach from her nipples, she looked down to see what was happening.

Harry got what was left of the honey on her left breast and was about to feed it to himself when Yvonne took a hand off of his shoulder and grabbed it. Greedily sucking on the honey coated digit, she gave him a wicked glance as she pretended to give head to his hand. His eye lids grew heavy with pleasure as her increased rate of bouncing was making him sweat a little harder.

Reaching behind her blindly, Yvonne found the bottle of honey Harry had been playing with and lifted it up. She tilted her head back and provided an area for Harry to kiss. Having kissed her a lot last night, and this morning he knew exactly where to go. Starting off just behind her ear and then making his way down, her body shivering as he did so.

Letting rip with one burst of honey, the sexy blonde made sure to catch it all in her mouth. Regretfully pulling Harry away from his worship duties, she then kissed him. His mouth opened to slide his tongue over hers but was surprised by the foreign substance in her mouth. He opened his eyes in surprise but quickly closed them again after he was aware of it being nothing horrible.

Her smaller tongue played with his larger one for a brief moment as they passed the sweet substance around in each others mouths. Satisfied with the action, they broke the kiss and playfully nipped at each others lips as Yvonne started to breathe a little deeper. 

Recognizing the signs of an impending orgasm, Harry wrapped his arms around her waist and started to help her rise and fall on his shaft. Lifting her up and slamming her down in an almost equally quick rate of pumping. Her breaths became shallow as she started to pant, her hair became matted to her forehead as she sweat more and more.

"Fuck me! Fuck... Ah... Ah... Oh!" Yvonne squealed aloud as the erotic scene in her kitchen unfolded. 

"Fuck... So... So fucking hot..." Harry joined in the cursing as Yvonne leant back on him, making sure to keep at least one hand on the back of his neck for balance.

She had started to finger herself as well, diddling her clit much like Harry had done earlier, only she was a bit more experienced that he was. Finding the right action, Yvonne went to town on herself before her back arched up in reaction to the mini explosion happening inside her perfect body.

"Ahhhh!" She let out a long moan as her body rippled with an orgasm.

Her wet, womanly juices exploded over Harry's invading shaft as she came on him. Her actions seemed to slow as Harry took over fucking upwards into her waiting cunt. Taking action, he lifted her up off of the chair and onto the table itself. He waited for her to come down off of the orgasm and then withdrew. Yvonne was about to complain but smiled to herself and gripped the other side of it as he rolled her over and fucked her in a standing doggy style position.

Taking hold of her gorgeous hips, Harry started to drive himself into her with a wild abandon. He wasn't sure how much of his dick she was taking in and frankly, he didn't really care. All he wanted was to get off and she seemed more than happy to help him with it.

Yvonne's eyes were screwed shut tight as Harry's seven inch member probed her insides. She could feel him stretching her out but didn't care as his dick felt so good scratching her carnal itches. His thrusting was starting to get more and more erratic and he was probably going to cum soon. 

"Ha... Ha... Ha... Ha... Harry... Tell... Me... Going... To cum..." She panted out as he wrapped his arms around her waist to take her in a more primal fashion.

Harry grunted his approval as he found himself etching closer and closer to an orgasm. He watched as she started to play with her own tits, squeezing and cupping her gorgeous tear shaped orbs of flesh, neatly tipped off by her rosy pink nipples that had a trace of honey on them. 

As his balls slapped against her pussy with each invading thrust, he found himself playing with her ass. Squeezing the flesh, admiring how it had managed to take most of his shaft the night before. Making a rare move, Harry licked the index and middle finger of his right hand and pushed it inside Yvonne's ass hole.

Her eyes shot open and she cursed aloud as he probed her anally for the second time on the weekend. His pattern changed from just moving around inside it, to actually fucking it with a pumping motion. 

"Yeah... Finger my asshole..." Yvonne cursed as he fucked her pussy and fingered her asshole. 

"I fucking love it..." Harry admitted as he drove in and out of her.

"Pervert." She retorted, smirking as he swatted her behind playfully. Slipping his ring finger inside her, he watched her tense up at the action. Pulling his fingers out again, he smacked her on the ass a little harder causing a red mark to appear briefly before disappearing again.

"Not so hard... I've got to sit down a lot today." Yvonne pouted, looking over her shoulder at him. He smiled and nodded his head, blowing her a kiss before returning to fucking her hard.

Making use of his length, Harry withdrew so that only his dick's head was inside her and then forced all of his shaft inside her. Yvonne's hair flew back as she let out another scream of pleasure, her nails dug into the wooden table as she tried to find something to muffle the sounds of her bliss. Harry's long strokes were getting too much for the both of them and he found his balls start to tighten but not before Yvonne had another orgasm.

She buried her head in her arms and tried to silence the screams of pleasure as his dick stroked all of her right spots. Her pussy contracted and she came again, her warm womanly juices flowed over his dick coating it with her sticky liquid.

His eye lids started to flicker as he felt his orgasm coming on.

"Yvonne... Going to cum..." He groaned, Yvonne's head whipped up and looked over her shoulder at him.

"Not yet baby! Hold on one second." She then pulled herself off of the table and slunk down to her knees in front of him. Wrapping a soft hand around his shaft, she started to jerk him off as quickly as she could.

"Cum now baby. Cum for me."

Harry groaned and let loose. His cum tore through the air and smacked against her face for a short burst, recovering from the action quickly, Yvonne opened her mouth and caught it in there. She never stopped milking his dick as each pump revealed more of his man goo. Six more pumps of her hand and he was finished, she gave him one more slow tug to get one more resistant bit of spunk out of him and went to sucking his dick. As his member pushed against her cheek, some of his spunk dribbled out of her mouth and the goo ran down onto her left tit.

Her hands lightly caressed the rest of his shaft, stroking it tenderly while cupping his testicles together. She picked up the cum on her face and licked it up hungrily, swallowing his load as well. 

Defeated, Harry fell backwards onto the chair he had been sitting on previously. She smiled and straddled him again this time choosing to snuggle up to him. Her arms wrapped themselves around his neck, as he supported her with his strong arms.

"Thank you for this." He said, breaking the silence that had fallen over the kitchen.

"Don't mention it." She said with a smile, they locked eyes with each other and kissed again. The bitter after taste of his cum was still present but kissing Yvonne Strahovski more than made up for it.

"You know, I can still feel the honey on me." She said with a mischievous smirk. "I think we need to take a shower..."

Harry grinned and suddenly scooped her up in his arms. She shrieked at the action, but soon got into it. They kissed again as they navigated the stairs and into Yvonne's bedroom. 

"Do you have enough hot water for the both of us?" He playfully asked as he watched Yvonne slip off the robe she had worn down to the kitchen.

"No, we'll have to share." 

Stepping into the bathroom, Harry had chance to observe it for the first time. The main decor of the bathroom was a porcelain white colour, but around the middle of the bathroom there was a blue pattern that repeated into the shower. The bathroom had a large marble counter with a big vanity mirror that had a light bulb at the top of it.

Yvonne pulled back the door to the shower and stepped inside the smaller room. Harry stepped inside with her and wrapped his arms around her sexy, tight waist. Her hands came up behind her and she ran her fingers through his hair as he kissed her on the neck and up towards the cheek.

Putting one hand out, she twisted the knob that controlled the jet of water and the temperature. A cold burst of water smacked against their skin making the sexy blonde shriek at the contact. Harry smiled and kept her protected in his arms, putting his hand out he tested the water and found it to be a bit more pleasant. 

He walked into the main jet of water and savoured the warm splashing of water. He looked over at her and beckoned her to him. She stepped into the shower with him and smiled, hugging him again the two of them shared another kiss. Their lips smacked against each others and their mouths opened. His large tongue slid into her soothing, wet mouth, her tongue stroked his sliding over the top of it.

She moaned into his mouth as his hands moved up to her fantastic breasts and lightly squeezed the fleshy orbs. Her hands ran through his messy brown hair raking his head lightly. Her right hand moved over to his chest and slowly brought it down towards his groin. Her fingers glided through his wiry pubic hair and found his hardening dick, giving it a quick tug she smiled as he moaned at her touch.

She broke the kiss and lightly flicked her tongue along his lips. Resting her fore head against his, she jerked his member to life slowly. She looked over his shoulder into the bedroom and motioned to the table.

"Can you get a condom?" She asked, motioning to the small opened box next to her bed. 

Harry nodded and stepped out of the shower, quickly darting into the bedroom Harry grabbed one of the rubber sheaths. Fumbling with the foil for a brief moment, he pushed the rubber down towards the bottom of the wrapper and tore the top off. Using his thumb, he pushed the condom out and rolled it onto his waiting, throbbing dick.

While Harry was getting protection, Yvonne stood under the jet of water and ran the shampoo through her long blonde hair. Getting some shower gel, she rubbed the liquid into her soft flesh, getting rid of the honey from their breakfast encounter. She looked over her shoulder and saw him get back into the shower with her.

She walked over to him and hooked her arms around his neck. They kissed again, their lips met under the jet of water as Harry's arms ran down her body to her strong, athletic thighs. Grabbing hold of her skin, he hoisted her up into the air and let her legs wrap around him.

She took hold of his shaft and pushed his protected member into her wet, waiting pussy. Her lips broke off of his lips as she moaned as his member slid inside her, her head fell back and she let him kiss her neck again. Kissing all over her, he made his way down to her cleavage, taking her nipples into his mouth. 

Her arms wrapped around his neck and pulled herself closer into his embrace. He broke off his lip lock with her nipple and kissed her again. She moaned into his mouth as she bounced up and down on his cock. The ferocity of the earlier session had disappeared and this was a more passionate encounter. Their lips smacked against each others as the steady slap sounded out in the shower. 

She started to grind her hips against his as his dick started to hit her right spots inside her. Breaking the kiss again, Yvonne's head fell back as she continued to ride his pole. His hands squeezed her tits before sliding down onto her tight ass, massaging the flesh with his hands he then slid his hands down to below her thighs. Taking hold of the joint, Harry kept her steady as she started to moan.




The Long Weekend: Saturday Morning



"Oh... Oh... Oh..." Yvonne moaned into the room as she slid up and down his member. Her eyes had shut tight as she started to ride him up and down with an increased speed. 

"Fuck..." Harry cursed as the sexy blonde riding his dick moved her hands up to his head. Her left hand draped over his shoulder and the right hand slid into his hair. Changing his position again, Harry wrapped an arm around her waist to hold her steady and moved his other hand down to her groin. Using his earlier experience, he started to stroke her clit with his index and middle finger. 

Moving in for another kiss, Harry smiled as she started to pant at his action. Her pussy's lips were contracting around his member, trying to keep him buried inside her forever. Sloppily swapping spit, Yvonne moaned into the kiss as she felt her orgasm reaching closer and closer. 

Her lips almost dropped off of his as she started to moan in pleasure. Her voice was climbing in pitch as Harry started to drive his dick deeper into her. 

"You... You are... So fucking hot..." Yvonne moaned, her eyes opening briefly to lock eyes with him.

"You... Are... Hotter." Harry panted as her pussy started to get tighter with each thrust.

"Did you like it... When you came on my face?" 

His eyes opened again, looking at the sexy starlet, he nodded his head a wicked grin on his face.

"After you've finished me off, you could cum on it again. That would be so hot." She moaned into his ear, flicking her tongue against his ear. A shiver tore through his body as she leant back on his pole. Her hands rested on his chest, and her nails lightly dug into his skin leaving a light trace on his skin.

As their embrace picked up, neither of them heard the house phone ring. After several rings, the answer machine picked it up.

"Hey Yvonne, it's Sarah. I'm in the area, so I thought we could meet up for some coffee before lunch. You've not picked up, so I guess you've dropped Harry off. I've still got the house key so I'll let myself in. See you soon!" 

It was Sarah Lancaster, Yvonne's equally hot co-star on Chuck. She had a house key after they originally lived together in the same street, Sarah had bought a house closer to the city while Yvonne was out in the suburbs. 

Dressed in a green sun dress and a pair of golden flats, Sarah slipped on a pair of ray-bans and got into her car. Even with the traffic in L.A, Sarah made some good time and pulled up to the drive way and saw that Yvonne's car was still there. Not really thinking it strange, she dug through her handbag and found her set of keys. Locking the door to her car, she unlocked the front door and stepped inside. 

Looking around, she saw the honey stains on the table and the chair out of place from the table. Smirking to herself, she could smell the sex in the room, looking around almost like a detective she smiled as she looked at the faintest trace of girl cum on the floor.

'Atta girl.' She thought to herself as she tried to piece together what happened. Stepping into the main stairwell of the house, she could hear the sounds of an orgasm ripping through Yvonne. She smiled and made her way upstairs, she kicked off her flats and tip-toed up the stairs to where her bedroom was. 

She heard another man grunting as Yvonne's high pitched squeal of an orgasm tear through the bathroom. The slapping sound of flesh died down as Yvonne's moans slowed down as well. She stepped inside the bathroom and saw Yvonne was on her knees jerking off Harry's cock. Folding her arms under her ample breasts, Sarah watched as her blonde co-star jerk the very happy Harry into an orgasm.

Groaning, Harry let rip and shot his load onto her gorgeous waiting face. The cum ripped through the air and smacked against her face. She had closed her eyes and mouth and was continuing to jerk his dick while rope after salty rope splattered against her face. Several strands landed on her forehead before the ropes started to land a little lower along the bridge of her node and then just above her top lip. 

Yvonne opened her eyes and slowly sucked on the cock's head lapping up the rest of his cum. She slid her lips down to the four inch mark and let her tongue lap up the rest of his salty seed. She looked up at him and grinned, the cum on her lip dripped down onto his cock. Running her tongue around, she scooped it up and slowly pulled herself off of his dick.

Harry's eyes were still shut tightly, as he panted and regained his breath. Falling back, he rested against the tiled wall as Yvonne stood up and washed away his sperm. Sarah walked into the room as her blonde co-star curled up to the panting youth worker.

"I'm not interrupting am I?" The brunette asked with a smirk. Yvonne looked over at her and quickly grabbed the door shutting it in a rush.

Harry grinned as Yvonne started to panic. "I think she's already seen everything."

"Yeah, I did." Sarah added in agreement, looking through the frosty glass of the shower door.

"That's not the point!" Yvonne said.

Sarah laughed and tugged at the door. "C'mon, let me in!" 

Yvonne conceded and stepped away from the door. Sarah pulled the door open and saw the two lovers in an embrace.

"Well, don't you two look hot? Shame you washed off the cum Yvonne. I'd like a taste. Hey Harry." She said with a smile, waving at the young youth worker.

"Hey." He said, matching the wave.

"Well then... What should we get up to?" The brunette asked, taking her ray-bans off and putting them on the counter. Running her hands through her hair, she reached behind her and stepped out of the dress, landing into a pool around her feet.

Sarah was more tanned than Yvonne and Harry could see her large bronze nipples come into view. She stepped out of the dress and walked closer to the shower. Looking over at the bemused blonde and man, she smiled and took charge. 

"Last one on the bed gets a blowjob!"

Yvonne looked up at Harry, twisted the shower off and darted into the bedroom. Getting back into the mindset, Harry stepped out of the shower and ran to the bedroom to find the blonde and brunette lying on the bed. Yvonne was lying on her right side, while Sarah was on her left, they almost looked like a pair of scissors.

"Looks like you win Harry." The gorgeous brunette said with a big smile. She leant over Yvonne and patted the bed. Barely containing his excitement, Harry walked over and sat down next to the gorgeous naked TV stars. Sarah spun around so that she was in front of Harry and Yvonne crawled up behind her. 

Sarah slid down so she was on her hands and knees and her posterior was arched so Harry could see her ass cheeks. Crawling along the bed, Sarah took the base of Harry's shaft in her hand and slowly pumped the bottom of his dick. Leaning in, she flicked her tongue along the bottom of his pole tracing the thin vein that ran underneath his dick. 

Twisting her tongue around the base, she moved it upwards applying a liberal amount of tongue to each part of his underside. Her soft hands caressed his large ball sac that had seen more action in this past twenty four hours than most of his adult life. She cradled his large nuts while she made her way up to the tip of his dick. 

Yvonne pressed her chest into the back of him and wrapped her arms around his neck. Flicking her tongue against his ear, she cooed with delight as he moaned at the action. 

"Isn't she hot?" Yvonne asked, looking over his shoulder down at the gorgeous brunette sucking his cock. 

Harry groaned his approval as his head fell back in sheer delight. Yvonne giggled when her phone's alarm went off. 

"Be right back lovers." She said with a smile, crawling over to her bedside table. She looked at the screen and cursed. "I've got to go."

Harry and Sarah both looked up at her and Sarah took his cock out of her mouth. 

"What's wrong?" He asked, as Yvonne started to dress herself in a hurry.

"I've got to get to a recording studio. I need to record some lines for Mass Effect 3." Pausing briefly, Yvonne looked over at the two on the bed. "I'm going to be like five hours? You guys can stay here though. " 

"Is that OK?" Sarah asked, stepping up off of the bed as Yvonne darted out of the room. 

"Yeah... Save some for me though!" With that, she left the house in a tornado. Sarah looked over at Harry and smiled, her eyes drifted down his toned body towards his dick. His cock had deflated again and wasn't getting up again.

"Well... I'm not as wet as Yvonne was. You'll have to warm me up. Lie down, I want to sit on your face." Sarah took command of the bedroom, climbing onto the bed next to Harry, she watched him lie down on the bed.

Sarah opened her legs and straddled Harry's eager face. Slowly lowering herself down, Sarah moaned to the sky as his tongue touched her lady lips. But that was it for her pleasure, Harry's virginity hadn't really been a problem with Yvonne as she could take charge but Sarah wasn't aware of his previous condition.

He was doing it all wrong, by lapping at the lips sloppily like a dog at a bowl of water. Sarah groaned and looked down at him, his eyes were shut tightly as he gave it his all. Running her hands through his hair, she watched him for a brief moment before slipping off of him.

"What..." Harry started but she stopped him.

"Have you even ate pussy before?" She asked, crooking an eyebrow at the lacklustre job.

His eyes fell down to the bed and then back up at her. He shook his head, embarrassed at his admission.

"No... I'm pretty much a virgin." 

Sarah's mouth dropped open. "Yvonne took your virginity?" She smiled when he nodded his head. "Baby, if you could make her scream like that as a virgin I'll be able to make her fall into a coma." Her soft hands rubbed his hair chest as she smiled warmly towards him. 

Lying on the bed, Sarah pulled herself up to the headboard and spread her legs for him. She beckoned him over to her with a curling right index finger.

"OK Harry, we're going to make you a oral God so when Yvonne gets back she's going to be able to scream the house down without even riding that big dick of yours." She then patted the comfy bed in between her legs. 

"OK, here's what you're going to do. See where my pubes are?" Harry looked up at her groin and saw her thin trail of brown pubic hair. It served like a runway trailing down towards her wet pussy. When he nodded, she continued talking. "It runs down towards the top of my pussy OK?" 

He nodded again, and Sarah continued. "Now... Put your face right in front of it... So you can see every detail." Harry nodded, getting down on his belly he then crawled up to the waiting, wet pussy and looked up at her expectantly. "That's good baby. Now listen to me... Women, even more than men... They love to be teased. They love it! This part of the thigh is easily the most tender spot. Lick it, kiss it... Fuck, write poetry with the tip of the your tongue on it. Come so freaking close to her pussy, and then move away. Make her want it, even beg for it. Go on..." Sarah lightly nudged him, by closing her legs briefly.

He nodded and moved to the right thigh, slowly snaking his tongue out, Harry started to paint a pattern inside her leg. Already, he could hear her moaning and felt like he had come a long way. 

Sarah's eyes fluttered shut in pleasure as he tease her so well. Groaning at the touch, she smiled to herself as his tongue flicked against her skin. Taking hold of his head, she remembered that she was supposed to be in charge. Regrettably removing his head from her thighs, Sarah pointed at her pussy.

"See this part here?" When he nodded, she carried on talking. "Lick this part here where my leg moves to my pussy. Push your face into my bush and move your lips over my slit. But don't push down on it to ramp up the excitement."

Smiling, she lightly bumped her thighs into his head, spurring him to carry on. Harry lightly kissed her thigh again, but didn't remove his lips. Lightly dragging his lips down, he kept his tongue on her skin. When he reached the crease between her leg and her pussy, he gave it a strong, broad stroke. She gasped at the contact, and her hips jerked upwards in a completely involuntary motion. 

Going with that, Harry kissed her skin again and gave the flesh a long sideways swipe. Remembering her advice from the broader part of her thigh, Harry started to draw elegant patterns in her skin. 

Sarah groaned aloud at the touch and she ran her hands through his hair. Giving it a few more strokes, she smiled as he took in all of her advice and moved his lips onto her slit. 

Keeping his lips off of her actual pussy, he looked up at her and was pleased to see that her eyes were shut tight and she was palming her left breast. Unsure of what to do, he moved a little closer to her slit and let out a breath of cool air. Her eyes flickered in pleasure and her hips bucked upwards and tried to force herself against him.

"He... He... Harry... Kiss... The pussy..." She panted as her eyes opened and she looked at him in sheer bliss. 

He nodded and put his lips directly on top of her slit. Kissing it gently, he heard her groan in pleasure. She pushed her hips up at him and tried to get more of him inside her. He kissed her again gently, then harder, he was pleased with himself when she moaned even louder. Thinking about her slit like it was a mouth, he pushed his tongue out and tried to separate her pussy's lips. 

He was more than happy to see that her lips did indeed separate. "Fuck... Move your tongue up and down." Sarah let out in a short breath, her legs closed on him, but he took charge of the situation. He spread her legs with his hands, giving him more room to play with. Trying a new, untested tactic, Harry started to slide his tongue in and out of her hungry, wet folds making her let out a pleasure filled squeak. Pumping his tongue in and out of her, he watched her with great anticipation as she kneaded her breasts.

"Clit... Harry... My clit..." Sarah almost screamed at him as her head fell against the head board in bliss.

Harry looked at her clit and saw that it had peeked out of its protective hood. Throwing caution to the wind, he flicked his tongue against it. Sarah yelped in pleasure as his tongue bumped against it. Knowing that he was onto a winning tactic, he brought his tongue up to the top of her slit and swiped downwards against the hard button. 

Unsure of what to do, he licked the clitoris again and pushed the tiny pearl into her soft skin. Sarah let out a throaty groan in pleasure as he drove her crazy with his freshly acquired oral talents. 

Harry observed that her moans were lower when he flicked his tongue against her clit, not by pushing it into her. Using that information, he flicked and down, left and right down and up any pattern he could think of to try and make her cum. 

"Harry... Harry... Suck my clit!" Sarah gasped out loud as the orgasm started to warm inside her. He started off by sucking on the bud lightly, looking up he saw Sarah's face screwed up shut in pleasure. Sucking even harder on the clit, Harry watched her start to write in pleasure. Her hips jerked up off of the bed and started to bounce up, almost like she was trying to get away from him. Wrapping his arms around her thighs, he moved with her as she started to scream at him.

"Don't stop Harry. Don't ever stop!" 

The sheen of her sweat was adding to the pleasure he was delivering. She was obviously enjoying herself as her voice started to climb. Slipping a finger into her pussy, Sarah let out a loud, long groan as her orgasm came even closer. Finger fucking her wet folds, Harry kept moving around with her as she bounced around the bed. 

"Fuck... Fuck... Fuck me!" Sarah screamed out as she gripped his hair and pushed him as deep into her as she could. 

Soon, it was all over. 

Her back arched and the walls came down. She exploded over Harry's face keeping him close to her pussy. Her body heaved with the action as Harry continued to playfully jab at her clit. Harry lapped up as much of her girl cum as he could, looking up at her as he did so.

"Fuck... That was good." Sarah said, smiling down at him. "Give me a kiss."

Harry nodded and came out of her wet folds, and up to her waiting face. Sarah wiped away the sweat matted hair and smiled at him. She hooked her arms around his neck and tugged him into a kiss. Their lips met and their tongues intertwined, his large one carefully flicked against her smaller one which playfully shied away from his. His hands lightly cupped her breasts as he finally caught her tongue. 

"Wow... You're a fast learner..." She said with a smile.

"I'm sorry I wasn't very good earlier." Harry said, almost shame creeping into his voice. She shushed him by putting her index finger on his mouth and smiling. 

"Don't be sorry. You have nothing to be sorry about! So how was losing your virginity to Yvonne?" She asked, as her legs lightly wrapped around his waist keeping him close to her.

"Very enjoyable." He said with a laugh. She smiled and nodded her head.

"I bet. Was she good?" She asked, a wicked smile creeping on her face.

"The best."

"Really? Well, we'll have to see if I can change your mind." 

He smiled and nodded his head. "OK... Can we... Uh... Can we go?" 

"Go?" She asked, when Harry motioned to his now erect seven inch dick bobbing in the air. "Ah, go. How do you want me baby?" She asked, running her hand up and down his chest. 

"Can you go on all fours?" 

"Kinky." Sarah replied with a grin. She crawled past Harry and positioned herself in the middle of the bed. Seductively waving her hips for him to enter her, climbing up onto his knees he followed her to the middle and steadied her temporarily. Lightly smacking her ass, he smiled as she yelped at the touch.

Getting up on his knees, Harry walked over to Sarah's waiting hips and steadied her. He was about to slide it in when he remember that he wasn't wearing protection.

"Sarah, I don't have a condom on." When he reached over to the table, Sarah spoke up.

"Don't. I love it bareback. Just tell me when you're going to cum." 

He nodded and pushed his dick against her folds. Sliding it up and down her lips, he then took one breath and pushed his member inside her. Her wet folds were very accommodating with her being soaking wet from her earlier orgasm.

With that much lubrication, Harry slid in all the way to his balls. Sarah let out a loud long groan as his dick reached inside her. Her eyes shut slowly as she let the pleasure wash over her. There was a brief pause as they both got used to the intrusion, there was another pause and Harry withdrew so just his head was still inside her.

Sliding back into her again, Sarah let out a long moan again as his dick filled her waiting folds again. Getting into a rythym, Harry gripped onto her hips and started to drive in and out of her starting off slowly, not wanting to exhaust himself immediatley.

"Fuck Harry... So fucking big..." Sarah cursed, her eyes were still screwed shut and her head had fallen down between her hands. Sweat had started to form on her skin again as the mid day sun started to peek through Yvonne's bedroom window. 

Harry ran his hands along her soft thighs, admiring the way her skin was almost sculptured for some sort of divine flesh. Running his hands up her legs and to her waist, running up to her ass he lightly smacked it.

"Fuck me!" Sarah whined, pushing her butt back against his cock. "Fuck me hard!"

Gripping her hips, Harry pulled back before thrusting forward, slamming into her pussy from behind. Sarah's head rocketed upwards as she cried out in pleasure again. Rearing his hand back, he slapped her ass again, the noise echoing through the room as she sobbed in passion. Harry started to drive into a new tactic, with each thrust inside her, Harry delivered a swift smack to her ass, her firm butt jiggled with each strike.




The Long Weekend: Saturday Morning



"Is this all right, Sarah?" He asked, sounding almost hesitant to ask after so many belts.

Nodding her head as best she could, she tried to wiggle her ass, but it was to no avail due to his cock pounding in and out of her pussy. "Oh Harry! You're so fucking good! Spa... Spa... Spank my ass! Punish me you fucking stud!"

Smiling at her request, Harry set about smacking the brunette Goddess, his open palm smacking her ass again and again. Sarah's ass had started to redden as his swift belts landed on her ample bottom.

"Fucking... Fuck me! Don't stop spanking me!" Sarah screamed, pushing back against his thrusting cock. "Oh god, baby, fuck me harder!"

Swapping his hand over, his right hand steadied Sarah's hips while his left hand started to belt her ample left cheek. Spanking her left cheek, he watched each slap land and her cheek jiggle. Her right cheek had reddened completely and it was notable even with her tanned skin. Harry was starting to feel unapreciated, putting his hands on her hips he started to pump in and out of her harder and faster. 

Sarah's pussy was being invaded at a quicker rate and she didn't seem to mind it either. As much as she enjoyed being smacked, she liked cumming too, with each hard, quick thrust inside her, she felt his dick start to scrape against the more sensitive part of his pussy. Her eyes flickered shut as the orgasm started to rise inside her, trying to find something to gag herself. With nothing at hand, she decided to just let loose.

"I'm cumming!" Sarah screamed, her eyes screwed shut as her pussy was screwed open. "Fucking fuck! I'm fucking cumming!" Looking over her shoulder, she glared at him, spitting out. "Don't you fucking stop! Keep fucking me you fucking stud!"

Nodding, he pounded into her, grunting, "Don't stop..."

Her mind fogging up quickly, Sarah scrambled to stifle her orgasm but couldn't. She chomped down on the duvet cover as hard as she could. Her pussy's walls hugged his invading shaft as hard as she could. Her walls contracted and she let loose with another orgasm.

As she was cumming, Harry started to rub the small of her back, giving her some needed attention. As her pussy exploded, Harry delivered another swift smack to her ass making her scream a little bit louder. As she buried herself into the duvet, Harry kept thrusting, wanting to give her the elusive multiple orgasm he had heard women were able to have.

Sarah's orgasm had almost subsided until she felt his dick continue to stroke the inside of her cunt again making her scream. Her entire upper body slumped down against the soft cushion-ey fabric of the bed. She panted into the duvet as her walls started to squeeze his member dry.

Sobbing so loud she was almost crying, Sarah buried her face in the soft duvet. She felt his hand run down to her wet clit, her eyes shot open when he started to rub her hard button. Using no motion on it, he just continued to rub her button as his dick stroked against her g-spot. 

"God! Harry!" She screamed out as her wet, womanly juices started to run down her leg with each thrust. Looking over her shoulder again, she watched as he stared at her ass, his hands gripping her firmly to keep her in place. Her eyes screwed shut again as she exploded over his shaft with a second orgasm. 

"Two fucking cums? God damnit!" Sarah let out as her walls contracted around him again. She was starting to feel weak as he wrapped his arms around her waist and steadied her as he pounded into her as hard as he could.

Wiping the sweat away from his fore head, Harry groaned as he felt his balls start to stir. He was going to cum again. Moaning, he spoke up.

"Sarah, I'm going to cum." 

Her eyes flicked open and she looked over her shoulder at him. She pulled herself off of his shaft and spun around. "Want to fuck my ass?" She said with a wicked grin. He looked at her wide-eyed and nodded frantically.

She grinned and arranged herself so she was crouching just above his dick. She pulled her left cheek away ever so slightly so she could slide his member inside her. She slowly engulfed his member with her tight ass hole, her eyes screwed themselves shut as his larger member invaded her more precious hole.

Unsure of what to do, he hooked his arms around her waist and cupped her large breasts. Squeezing the flesh, he groaned with her as her tight ass hole was invaded by his cock.

Sarah put her hands on his shoulders and started to ride him with all of her strength. Pushing her ample posterior back against him, she moaned at his touch as he kissed her neck while squeezing her breasts. 

"God... You feel so fucking big." Sarah commented, smiling as he invaded her.

"You're too tight." He retorted, kissing her neck gently as he said so.

"You'll have to loosen me up stud." She said with a smile, stroking his hair gently as they started to get into a motion together. 

As Sarah lifted herself up off of his dick, Harry aimed to pull himself out of her. When she pushed herself back, Harry would move upwards so more of his dick slid inside her. Getting into a steady motion, they were moaning together as Sarah rode his dick.

The sheen of sweat shone on their bodies as they fucked together. Harry started to groan more and more frequently, feeling his balls start to bubble.

"Sarah... Going to cum."

She simply nodded and continued to ride him a little bit harder. She made a concious effort to squeeze her hole around him as his dick was milked by her tight ring. Letting out a long, loud groan Harry let loose with a torrent of cum. Splattering her insides with his cum, he stopped thrusting as Sarah stopped riding him as well, simply letting him cum inside her.

Sighing heavily as he came, he fell down and out of her collapsing onto the bed. Feeling something drip onto his shaft, he looked down at it and saw his own cum start to leak from her ass hole. Sarah moved forward and scooped what cum was left by her ring onto her right index finger. Sucking it clean, she then moved down to his pole and started to clean him up.

"We made such a mess! You think Yvonne will mind?" Sarah asked, taking his dick out of her mouth swallowing his cum down.

"I'm sure we can make it up to her." He replied, taking in deep breathes trying to recover what their session had taken out of him.

"Yeah, I bet we could." She said with a smile, crawling up to him she laid her head down on his chest and smiled warmly when he wrapped his arms around her. They were silent for a brief moment before she spoke up again.

"Do you want something to eat? I bet you're hungry."

"I have only eaten pussy today." He said with a grin, Sarah giggled lightly before lightly swatting his chest. 

"Should we see about getting a pizza?"

"Pizza's good." 

"What do you want?"

"Uhh... I don't really mind. Pepperoni?"

"Pepperoni's good."

She hopped up off of the bed and walked into the bathroom where she had left her sun dress and her purse. Fishing through her bag, Sarah found her iPhone and dialled out to one of the many pizza places in Los Angeles.

"Hi can I order a large pepperoni pizza? Hang on... Do you want garlic knots with it?" 

"Yes please!" Harry shouted back to her as he climbed out of bed and followed her into the bathroom. Sarah smiled at him as she nodded and made affirmative noises. She gave Yvonne's address as Harry wrapped his arms around her waist. Her free arm ran up to his head, lightly running her fingers through his air as he lightly stroked her tummy.

"Twenty minutes? That's great thank you."

"Twenty minutes hey?" He asked, kissing her shoulders lightly as she nodded.

"What are we going to do for that then?"

"Can I... Get a blowjob?" He asked, almost unsure as Sarah moved her head back to kiss him.

She giggled lightly and nodded. "Sure." She then patted the cold counter of the bathroom, "Hop up."

Smiling, he nodded and jumped up onto the counter. Sarah watched his seven inch dick bob up and down lightly in the air, she stroked the shaft slowly. Opening her mouth, she slowly swallowed his shaft inside her mouth. His head pushed against her right cheek as she took nearly all of his seven inches inside her immediately. 

She slowly slid her tongue up and down his shaft, stroking the underside liberally while her hands started to palm at his large balls. Sarah started to suck on his cock very loudly, the sound of her lips smacking against his flesh bounced around the room as his fingers started to run through her hair, bunching her brown strands together as she sucked away.

She then removed her lips from his shaft and steadily stroked it. Looking up at him with big puppy dog eyes, she spoke in a soft sexy voice. "Did you give Yvonne a pearl necklace?"

"P-p-pearl necklace?" He asked, looking down at her. She smiled and kissed the tip of his dick making him shiver. 

"Did you cum from here," She started, pushing his dick at one side of her neck and then slowly dragging it along her sweaty neck. "To here?"

"I only really came on her face once." He replied, watching Sarah intently as she sucked his cock again. Slowly pulling her lips off of his dick, she pumped his shaft steadily as she looked up at him again.

"Shame. I'll take this cherry too." She rearranged herself and stood up, wrapping her arms around his neck she pulled him down into another kiss. Harry's hands, almost instinctively went straight for her breasts. Squeezing her tits lightly, they both moaned as Sarah stroked his member with her left and right hand alternatively.

They broke the kiss as she stroked away at his member. She then bent at the knees and moved so her breasts were level with his wet, bobbing cock. She then parted her lovely mammaries and then pushed them back together squishing his member together between her chest.

Sarah kept them together as she slowly moved her chest up and down stroking his member with her tits. His dick's head was starting to poke through her cleavage and whenever it would appear, she would teasingly lick at it.

Taking the time to tease him with words, Sarah looked up at him and started to speak in a soothing manner. "Come on Harry... Cum for me. Cum on my big fat tittes, or all over my slutty face. I want it soooo bad."

Harry groaned at her words as a fresh set of sweat formed on his body. His balls were tightening again as he groaned at her words.

"Gonna..."

"Going to what Harry? Are you going to cum for me? Oh please shoot your load on me!"

"Agh... Shit!" Harry groaned as he shot another load, albeit a little lacking as to the last several loads. Two spurts came out of his dick, the first awkwardly splattering against her right breast, just below her neck while the second one splattered in the middle of her tits.

Leaning back, catching his breath again, Sarah stood up and scooped up the cum. Sucking it clean off of her finger, she then smiled as Harry opened his eyes again.

"That wasn't much of a necklace... Sorry."

She giggled as she put her dress back on.

"Don't be sorry. I think I may have worked you too hard. Do you want to grab a shower? I'll see if your clothes are finished."

"This isn't the end?" He said almost scared of what she may reply with.

"God no! I just think we should look more presentable for when the pizza gets here!"

He looked more relieved and then laughed at his own idiocy as Sarah left him alone.

'Fuck... I've got it good.' He thought to himself as he twisted the knob in the shower, washing himself clean from the sweat of their actions.

~End~



The Long Weekend



Todd's story

Well, I gotta say the last weekend threw me for a loop. It was supposed to be a long weekend of complete relaxation, but it ended up that my wife Kay and I probably needed about a week of sleep to get over it. Maybe I should go back a bit, and tell you where our life has been the last while. I guess it all started a couple of months ago.

My name is Todd, and together with my wife Kay, I try to keep old man time at bay by working out five times a week at our local gym. It's a great place, with lots of new equipment, and bodies of all shapes and sizes. Both of us tend to go about our business, and leave others to do the same. If you do want to look, there is certainly lots of eye candy for both the guys and the gals. I tend to think that the girls who are physical knockouts take themselves a little too seriously, and although I appreciate them, I don't find them sexy. Kay says the same thing, although I've noticed that she is fairly friendly with one young stud muffin. He'd get a hell of a surprise if he found the woman he was chatting up was old enough to be his mother, but like a lot of guys, I am turned on by the fact that my wife is sexy to other guys, and so, it's kinda' cool. She chats more than I do, because contrary to what most people who know us think, I am the shy one. Sometimes her little chats play a role in our lovemaking. Isn't fantasy great!

Anyway, despite the fact that I don't look around much, there is one lady who I can't take my eyes off. She wears no makeup, clothes that would have looked bad in the sixties, and as close to a frown as you can get without actually wearing one. She looks like she was an athlete at some stage of her life, and is trying to get it all back. She works at it very hard, and the results show. Her legs and arms are strong, and her muscles ripple when she moves. Her breasts are rather small, but with her flat stomach, and womanly hips, she makes my cock go hard just thinking about her. 

This of course is a problem. If you know gyms then you know that you are aware when you are being watched, and this lady did not want to be watched. I, on the other hand, as I have stated, could not take my eyes off her, so I figured I would not be on her favourite list of people to see at the gym. Kay wasn't any help, in fact she just made things worse when I told her about it. We made love that night, and as she put her lips around my cock , she whispered, "Just imagine that I'm your "gym lady"," then as she started to take my cock deep into her mouth she continued, "I'll bet she would be happy if she had your face in that lovely pussy of hers, gently sucking on her.

 God she is so sexy. I'd like to fuck her myself". At this time she started to move faster on my cock. She then brought the lady's husband into the picture, and things started to get even hotter as she put three fingers into her cunt and fucked herself while she sucked me., "God I'd like his big cock to be fucking me while I lick her sweet pussy. They are so sexy, I want to come, oh God this feels so good." I came about a gallon, as I imagined the two most beautiful women in the world fucking each other, as well as my beautiful wife sucking and fucking her husband. Kay came moments after me, and it was obvious I wasn't alone in my desire for our fantasy gym lady. I may have started it, but Kay sure picked it up. 

This, of course did not make things any easier at the gym. Now every time I looked at her I imagined she noticed, and was pissed off. Kay was basically conservative, but when she wants something she goes after it. We had enjoyed a few little adventures, but we certainly lived nowhere near what could be called an alternative lifestyle, except in our fantasy world. I thought I would die if Kay even went up, and talked to her, so from then on I basically kept my head down, worked my butt off, and tried not to notice this wonderful sexy creature. I figured Kay could look out for herself.

Then it happened. Near the end of my workout, when I was at my sweatiest, most tired, and not paying attention, I careened around the leg extension machine, and literally knocked my "gym lady" over. I landed on top of her, and as I pulled her up from under me she came up way quicker than I expected and ended up full in my arms. The combination of her athleticism, and the fact that I thought she would be way heavier because of her muscles, had caused me to misjudge greatly, and then to top it all off, I got an almost instant curling bar in my pants. As I bent over to cover the tent growing in my bicycle shorts, I mumbled as I backed away " I really love the way you work out, you're fantastic, I mean you look, I mean it's awesome, I mean I'm sorry."

I fled to the safety of the water cooler, where fortunately there was a guy that I had chatted to on and off. There is always safety in talking to someone you know.

"That was entertaining," he said.

"You don't know the half of it," I replied "It would not have been half as bad if it had been anyone but her."

"Why's that?" he queried.

"Ah nothin', except that of all the girls in the gym, she happens to be the one I have lusted after for about two months, apart from my wife, of course. I don't think she likes the fact that I can't take my eyes off her already, so now she'll really hate my guts - and to top it all off my apology came off more like a high school come on than saying I was sorry."

"I'm sure she'll be fine," he said, looking at me oddly. I decided that now was as good a time as any to finish my workout, so with a See Ya' I headed off to have a shower and spend some time there until I figured Kay would be ready to go.

When Kay and I got into the car, she was laughing at my predicament, which she had seen in its entirety from her position on the stairmaster.

"What did her husband say", she asked.

"What husband?" said I.

"Her husband, the guy you were talking to at the water cooler, I talk to him all the time, his name is Nic."

With a sinking feeling of what I had said I asked Kay "How come you didn't tell me you knew who he was, how come he remained nameless when we were fucking our brains out, and you were fucking me and her?"

Kay laughed, and said, "Because it was your fantasy, and besides, I didn't want you to be any more paranoid knowing that I talked to her husband, who by the way is a very, very sexy man, a really nice guy, and in my fantasy he is very definitely not anonymous."

My humiliation complete, we drove home, and that night, for the first time in a long time, I didn't think about my sexy "gym girl" or even my sexy wife. I resolved that I would have to apologise to Nic and his wife, and keep my mind exclusively on my workouts. I would humbly ask for their forgiveness, and resolve to never look at this beautiful creature again, not to look at her shapely legs that curved sensually up to the pot of nectar that was her pussy, not to ever imagine those strong arms pulling me to her as my cock entered her love canal, not to imagine Kay with her mouth on both of us as we thrust our bodies together, not to imagine Kay with her lips around Nic's cock, no to....Ah shit, this ain't gonna' be fun!

Then the unexpected happened, for the first time in months, they weren't there. They weren't there that week, and they weren't there the week after.

"Oh, great," I said, "now I've chased them both away. I've really blown it."

Kay could only laugh, but even she had to admit, it didn't look good. Fortunately now was the time for our long weekend, and we just went for bike rides and didn't go to the gym for the next few days, so I was hoping that after three and a half weeks, maybe they'd forget.....

We took off on Thursday afternoon on a car ferry to this small town on an island about two hours away, and as soon as the ferry docked, I forgot all about my worries. They seemed to just flow away with the tide. That night I felt desire again for the first time in a while, and Kay looked so pretty, I could hardly wait to make love to her. 

As we cuddled together that night I whispered "Would you like to be fucking Nic right now?" She answered by turning to me , and putting her tongue in my mouth, and as she passionately kissed me, her hand slid down and found my already hard cock, as her other hand tenderly cupped my balls.

"I'd like to fuck you all." She murmured. She then slid down my body, and took me in her mouth, completely enveloping me. I wanted to taste her cunt, but she kept twisting away before I finally managed to draw her close to me and place two fingers inside her while my tongue lapped her beautiful nether lips, and teased her tiny woman cock. We didn't so much come as explode, and Nic and his wife once again became our favorite fantasy couple. As we lay in one another's arms, Kay told me that after I had told her about our "gym girl", and she put her together with Nic, she became fascinated with how sexy they were, even though they weren't trying. She loved Nic's body, because it was so different from mine. Nic was built like a tennis player, while I was much more like a football player. Kay thought we would be perfect matched lovers for her, with Nic's wife the perfect dessert.

I slept like a baby, and awoke to hot tea and muffins which Kay had already bought from the little bakery near the motel. We had a great little unit, with a kitchen and living room, as well as a large bedroom, with a king sized bed for a playground.There was a private verandah that flowed off the bedroom and gave us a great view of the ocean, and the sound of the waves crashing onto the rocks below only added to the serenity. I was all for us staying in, but Kay had other ideas.

Kay's story

I knew Todd wouldn't want to do much, but that was ok, because I like to sunbathe, and Todd has such fair skin that it's not such a good idea for him. Better for him to relax in our room and rest up. You see, when I sunbathe in my two piece I get to feeling pretty sexy - I'd like to fuck half the people that go by, so Todd will need his strength.

As I left the motel, I knew that Todd would get up, take a shower, and then go back to lying on the bed. Good, he'd be exactly where I needed him when I got back. I hoped he'd get lots of rest.

The beach was fabulous, and despite the great weather and the season, it wasn't too crowded. I resolved not to fall asleep, tempting though it was, because sunburn and passionate lovemaking do not go together. I relaxed for about an hour, and then decided to people watch. This immediately started to make me feel horny, and I was contemplating how I could get my fingers down to my pussy when I was startled by a "Hello".

I turned around and saw this absolutey beautiful woman, perfectly made up with...."Nic! God you look different. I didn't realise what a difference tousled hair, and one less piece of clothing could make!"

"Well thank you, and if I may say so, you look the same as always...georgeous. Kay this is my wife Nancy. Nancy this is Kay."

It was at that moment that I realised that this beautiful creature was our gym girl, and as great as she looked at the gym,out here, where she wanted to be noticed, she looked stunning. I immediately became moist and thoughts of all the delicious things I'd like to do to them started spinning in my head.

"Are you here alone?" asked Nancy, her voice silky smooth,and my pussy went from moist to wet in a heartbeat. 

"No, I'm with my husband Todd," I said.

"Todd's your husband!" they said in unison, and I realised they had never placed us together.

"I thought you'd know that Nancy, he keeps running into you."

They both laughed, but I noticed a subtle, almost embarrassed look on their faces. They recovered quickly, however, and went on to say how they'd been here for almost three weeks, and were so relaxed they felt like they could stay here forever.

"I'd invite you up to our place, but I think Todd would die if he saw both of you come through the door," I said, "You did tell her didn't you Nic?"

I saw that embarrassed look again as Nic said, "Well, actually I 've told her quite a few times."

Nancy looked me straight in the eyes, and something electrical passed between us as she said, " I liked what he said, I really liked what he said." 

Right then I knew something would happen before we left this island. I was so aroused that I couldn't stand up. There was a sexual tension that you could physically feel. Nic seemed overcome by it, and he started to shake, and flopped down beside me. I could see that his cock was hard, and I yearned to reach out, and take it in my mouth.

"But Todd was always worrying that he was offending you, when he couldn't take his eyes off you," I blurted out, "and then after knocking you down, getting a hardon, and then spilling his guts to Nic......"

Suddenly, we all started to laugh, the tension was broken, and we were like old friends all reveling in poor Todd's misfortune. Nancy went on to say that she felt very unsure of herself, and had stayed away from the gym for a long time because she didn't like her body. She said that it was only recently that she felt better about it, but even now she preferred to be anonymous, she said she hadn't really noticed anyone staring at her because she was so self absorbed. Sort of the way Todd was that day, we all agreed. We then started to feel rather naughty, and thought that teasing Todd would be a fine idea, especially, I remarked, since Nancy hadn't even noticed Todd.

"I didn't say I didn't notice him," said Nancy, " I just said I hadn't seen him staring at me," she giggled, "actually, I thought he was rather cute!"

With more laughter and giggling we set off to see Todd. As we walked we bumped into one another like friends will do, but here it was something else, and we gradually melded into one. By the time we got to the motel we were literally fondling one another. As we got into the elevator, Nancy put her hands on each side of my face and kissed me on the mouth. I felt weak as she said "We've never done this with anyone before , you know," and the unspoken became spoken.

I turned to Nic and passionately kissed him, while both my hands drifted down to his already raging cock. "Neither have we," I breathlessly replied, and as I turned back to Nancy I said, " and I've never made love to a woman before, except you, in my dreams."

All three of us were kissing each other when the elevator rudely brought us to reality at our floor. All plans of teasing Todd went out the windows, along with our inhibitions. We opened the door and heard Todd say Hi. Nancy shushed me as she went first toward the bedroom, peeling off all but her bikini as she went.

"I was told you want to fuck me," she purred to a shocked Todd, "Well this is your lucky day!" I could see this shy beauty become something else as she shucked off what was left on her body and glided out of view towards Todd.

I turned towards Nic and almost shouted "Fuck Me!", and actually tore my two piece off. I was on my knees with this gorgeous man's cock in my mouth before he could get his thongs off. It tasted so good, and I could taste the pre-come oozing on to my tongue. I wanted to swallow his whole body, and with no thought except wanting his come, I kept sucking, with my hands turning round his beautiful rod like a lollipop. Then I felt his hands go behind my head,and I knew Iwas about to taste his delightful juices, a taste that I had been dreaming about for months. He exploded in my mouth, and as I sucked I was so turned on that I wanted it to go on forever. He fell to the floor with me, kissed me, and told me he had never been sucked like that before, not even by Nancy. I actually blushed, before my horny state took over, and we slid off the floor, and into the bedroom.

The scene in front of us was so sexy, I almost came from the sight of it. Nancy was draped over the end of the bed, with her legs dangling, and I could see Todd's cock driving into her like a piston. They looked at one another with pure lust, oblivious to the world around them. I quickly crossed the room, and started to lick and suck them where they joined, and as I fell into their rhythm, I was able to suck Nancy's sexy clitoris , and Todd's wonderful cock in succession. I was in heaven. Then to my surprise, I was joined by Nic, and in an evening of firsts, I saw another man lick my husband's lovely cock. Todd looked down, and was so turned on by everything, he just smiled and kept pumping. I left Nic to carry on what I had started, and went up to Nancy's mouth and devoured her with kisses. In a little sexy voice she said, "I want to taste your pussy."

I was about to straddle when I felt Nic's cock nudge my cunt lips, so as I murmured "later darling" I thrust back onto Nic, and again I felt his beautiful cock enter me, this time in my pussy. It was the most incredible fucking I have ever experienced, and although I don't believe it was possible, it felt like we all came in one big mind and body explosion.

We threw a minimum of clothes on, and went to sit genteely with our wine on the verandah, to recover from this glorious lovemaking, and try to explain to a still somewhat bewildered, though very happy Todd, how this had all come about. It turned out, that as we had fantasized about them, they had about us, and had spent their holiday making love with us in their thoughts.

As we talked of our shared fantasies, Nic walked over to me and kissed me while I gently fondled his already hard cock and his wife's very moist pussy. Todd sat there stroking himself, and Nancy leaned over and planted a kiss on the end of my favorite organ, then straightened up to kiss Todd hard. "I want to fuck all of you, fuck you and suck you, and do it and do it, and do it" Although I thought, hey that was my idea, I smiled knowing that all four of us would have all our fantasies fulfilled before we left the island.



The Long Weekend



It was just after our 15th anniversary and we had spent the Saturday shopping for new clothes. Lynn, my wife, bought a new skirt and I noted that it was shorter than she had been wearing lately as the current fashion was pencil skirts. I told her that I thought that she would look great in it, especially as I liked to see her legs when we go out in the evenings.

We had booked a table at our favorite Thai restaurant for the evening, where the atmosphere was always alive and buzzing and I hoped that she would wear her new skirt tonight. That evening Lynn took a long bath and shaved all the bits that a woman does to please her husband, and then applied her makeup and prepared her hair .As she started to dress she put on her suspender belt and proceeded to roll the first of a pair of tanned , fully fashioned seamed stockings up her legs. Starting at the heel keeping the seams straight, until the welts meet with the metal suspender clips.

There were six clips, three for each stocking to keep the seams from twisting. Then second stocking followed and was clipped into place whilst Lynn checked her refection in the mirror, to see that the seams were straight.                

This was followed by her new skirt and a black diamante halter neck top .I clearly noticed that her nipples showed, as she was not wearing a bra tonight which could only complement the lack of under wear. as she rarely wore any knickers under her skirts now. Lynn preferred to go bare when she could. As I watched her dressing I could already feel a stirring in my groin area, just seeing how sexy she looked, and as I prepared to get dressed I tried not to let my swelling penis show too much.

We arrived at the restaurant in plenty of time and ordered drinks from the bar.

I suggested we a take a seat in the open plan seating area, amongst other couples and small groups awaiting tables to be ready. I caught the eye of a couple of girls commenting on our entrance, as this is as much a place to be seen and to people watch.

I asked Lynn if she enjoyed wearing seamed stockings and had she noticed anything different when doing so.

"Yes, I especially like these ones as they do not stretch and people have often commented on my legs in them. I also like to wear them for you, as I know their very sexy". She said

We were called to our table and proceeded to look through the menu. When we had ordered                           

our food, I decided that as we were both in a good mood it would be fine to talk about our sex life.

"So about our sex life! I want to ask you about your fantasies "? I said to Lynn

"I don't really have any "Lynn replied partly surprised "not like you " 

"Ok, well is there anything you would like to do to spice up our lives"? I asked

"Well what do you mean "? 

"I mean would you like to have two men for instance "?

"No I have enough from you, but if you wanted a foursome we could pop around to 

Julie and Mike, I know Julie would be up for it."

The meal arrived and we continued our conversation around the three some subject. 

Lynn knew I would like two females but I just wanted to let her know that I did consider what if she had wanted to try it with two guys?, I could understand it. 

"Maybe we could consider a threesome when we next go to Thailand "Lynn suggested

"Yes that sounds a good idea "I agreed.

As we finished our meal Lynn excused herself to visit the Ladies and as I watched her

walk away my eyes following the heel of her stilettos shoes and up her seamed stockings to the hem of her skirt, I reminded myself how lucky I was.

It was about 5 minutes later when I caught sight of Lynn returning .She had certain smile on her face and I noticed through her top that her nipples were erect, something had clearly happened. I smiled at Lynn and asked the question, "why the big grin" . 



"Well before I came out I was standing and looking in the mirror, touching up my lip stick when a young woman came in .She said "Hi there, I had seen you come into the bar this evening and noticed you were wearing seamed stocking"

She told me that she likes to wear them, but the seams always twist on her legs, so I told her.

"You needed to wear suspenders with at least three metal clips on each leg to stop the twisting."

"What do you mean?" She questioned  

"Well "I started  

"Can I have look at yours, so I can see what you mean "she had asked 

"Sure "I replied 

I lifted the hem of my skirt until the top of my stockings and the short garter straps were on display. She then kneeled down for a closer inspection and moved her hand to touch the metal clasps of the suspenders.

She gasped slightly as she realized, and I had forgotten that I was not wearing any knickers. She then lent further forward and planted her tongue on my pussy, it had happened so fast and all I could do was support myself against the sink top, and close my eyes for a moment .It might have gone on longer had we not heard another couple of girls approaching."      







"Wow how strange is that .We talk about a threesome and lucky you get a girl

approach you tonight and give you a taste of what it might be like!" 

Lynn smiled and we ordered the bill and left. 

The following few weeks we both busy with various social events so I suggested that a long week end away together would be nice .Lynn agreed and so I started to check the web to see what we could find.

I choose a hotel in Bournemouth where there was a dinner/dance on Saturday nights, meaning that neither of us would have to drive.



We left home Friday afternoon taking a leisurely drive to the hotel and checked in early

evening. Following a shower and freshen up, our taste buds led us to search out the local

thai restaurant, which we enjoyed. After the meal we knew that we would both be making the most of Saturday so we got our heads down for the night.

Saturday morning arrived to soon, and after a filling breakfast we went out to a beautifully warm day .We spent the day browsing the town shops for gifts as Christmas was fast approaching , stopping for coffee in the town square whilst people watching and commenting on the dress scene , mainly on the women though.

That evening we had booked the table for 9pm at the hotel restaurant and now started to go through the preparation routine for the night. We took the opportunity to shower together and after washing each other's back, I could barely keep my hands from Lynn's breasts and pussy, as I was eager for sex with her.

"Later or we will be late for the dinner" Lynn said, as she resisted my advances.

We had brought a selection of clothing a couple of sex toys and cards unsure what the weather or the hotel would be like, but now decided that smart dress would fit in well. Trousers ,shirt and shoes for the Guys , jacket and ties optional .For the Ladies - Dresses and skirts ,would all be the outfits for the night.

Lynn had decide to wear a Grey pencil skirt and black seamed-stockings tonight and had a choice of either the black or white tops that she had with her, both of these were very sheer and see through .I was dressed with the exception of my shirt but needed a shave to finish .

In the bathroom I ran the razor across my face bringing it back to smooth and bristle free as Lynn finished dressing.

As I came from the bathroom, Lynn was stepping into her high heels, Karen Miller black point toes with a dainty Karen Miller Silver buckle across the toe. She looked great. 





"Stuart would you finish clipping the back suspenders for me please" she asked 

I knelt behind her running my hands to the top of the right leg following the seam

up beneath her skirt until I located the welt of her stocking and the suspender clip which was attached to her waist clincher.

The left leg was the same, following the seam up to the top but whilst clipping them up, my eyes lingered on her naked bottom and smiling between her legs, were the outer lips of her pussy. I licked my lips but really wanted to lick something else as I could now feel my cock starting to swell.

Lynn felt that the sheer black top would complement her stocking better, and also showed off her ample breasts and nipples slightly.

Before going into dinner we had a couple of drinks in the bar and as we started to really unwind we chatted openly discussing the weekend and conversations from a few weeks back in the thai restaurant .I of course wondered if the incident in the ladies would happen again.

Dinner was served and after wards it was time for the dancing to begin. We stopped at the bar again to grab a couple more drinks which was at the side of the dance floor. Most of the seating had already been taken, so we found and joined a small round table for five at the back of the dance room, with just two girls a one guy.

As we sat, we introduced our self's to the group around the table, Paul (a good looking guy about 35, slim build and 6 feet tall) was sitting next his wife Melanie (attractive brunette with big boobs) and next to her a friend called Jackie (about 5"4 blonde / brunette with smaller boobs).

Lynn sat next to Jackie and I took the remaining seat between her and Paul. 

During our friendly conversations, Jackie told us they all came from the next town for the night, and asked about us .Lynn and I then took to the dance floor and as we danced I noticed that when Lynn was backlit the lighting silhouetted her outline and her breasts and her nipples were clearly visible. This started the swelling in my cock again which was enjoyable .I told Lynn about the lighting and I knew she enjoyed being noticed ,as the admiring glances from both sexes only served to arouse her.

We danced to a few fast songs and then returned to the table for more alcohol.

About an hour into the dancing the band slowed it down and played a few slow tracks and Paul asks Lynn for a dance. Lynn looked to me.                         

"Sure enjoy yourself"

Paul took Lynn's hand and led her on to the floor .As she held Paul's hand I followed that perfect line, from her heels, up the seamed calf's of her legs and on to her shapely bottom, reminding myself how lucky I was.





Jackie, Melanie and I looked on and could see Tony dancing close to Lynn with his left arm around her waist and his right hand drifting down along the line of her suspender clips.

"Lynn is that your stocking tops I can feel" Paul boldly asked 

With a big smile Lynn leaned back looking into Paul's eyes, as she did so the light shone through her black top and her beautiful breasts were clearly visible to all of us 

"Yes, and by the swelling in your trousers I feel that you approve" Lynn replied

"Oh definitely, Melanie will only wear stockings so I am also very lucky there" Paul said

Jackie commented to Melanie that Lynn looked sexy in her outfit made a point that Lynn 

was not wearing a bra and that she could see by Paul's erection he was enjoying himself out there. 

I thought that Melanie was a bit jealous after that and she surprised me by asking me to dance with her. I was pleased to accept as up till now Paul had all the slow dances, so onto the dance floor we went... After a couple of dances, Melanie suggested that she retrieve her husband as he would be horny as hell by now.

The dance floor was packed and Lynn and I danced to some more fast songs and then

returned to the table .Jackie was alone as it seemed that Paul had got so horny from dancing with Lynn that Melanie had taken him outside for a little action and relief.

I asked Lynn did she want the same again to drink and said she would come to the bar with me Jackie's glass was also empty so we offered to buy her a drink.

After the drinks were served the three of we stood at bar talking and swaying to the music.

Jackie was wearing a short black skirt and white top, 3" heels and I hoped stockings although I could not really tell. I Left my drink on the bar as I went to the gents to relieve myself and adjust my swollen tool. God, I wanted some of Lynn's pussy, but the night was not over yet.

I returned to find that Jackie had returned the compliment and bought us all more drinks.

As I picked mine up from the bar and turned around I knocked into Jackie spilling the majority of mine and hers down her top. If I had not done this, it would have been a wonderful site as the top now showed her shapely bra and boob outline.

I suggested to Lynn as they were about the same size, that she takes Jackie back to our room and lend her the other top she had brought to wear. 

When the girls returned I had replenished the drinks for us and could only apologize

to Jackie for the incident. The sheer white top Jackie was now wearing did nothing to conceal her brown nipples as she had also left off her wet bra. Now I had a real problem to deal with as both Lynn and Jackie stood before me in see through tops and the lights made them very revealing, my dick was already on standby and now it was going to come to attention.

We later return to the table and still there was no sign of Paul and Melanie, but we stayed chatting with Jackie .My dick was not getting any softer and although I was enjoying the sight of both Lynn and Jackie's breasts and their nipples looking like bullets I suggested 

to Lynn that I was ready for her body and we should make our excuses and leave Jackie

to find Paul and Melanie. I said good night to Jackie. 

"I am off to reception to order some sandwiches for the room, I will meet you at the lift" I said, and left Lynn to say her goodbye to Jackie.

We took lift no 5 and on the way up Lynn stood in front of me , I put my arms around her and allowed my hands to cup and squeeze each breast gently , whilst Lynn's hand came behind and rubbed my cock. This was nearly enough to have my cum rising but I knew it would have to wait, as the lift slowed at the 15th floor. 

Once inside I stripped out of my clothing and could feel my cock straining against my silk boxers , it was quite erect and I reached inside and touched the tip of my cock which was slippery with the pre-cum on it. 

Lynn's skirt was now on the floor, the top discarded, and my hands were caressing her breasts, when the door was knocked.

Standing in just her high heels stockings and waist clincher Lynn leant back against the edge of the bed and I could see a glisten of juices between her legs when she said 

"Oh that must be the food already!" 

"You had better cover up a little as the waiter will may want to come in I replied"

"That could be nice" Lynn said        

I opened the door in just my boxers, not thinking but still sporting a semi erection.

It was not the waiter as we had thought but Jackie. She stood in just her heels and skirt

And the white see through blouse that Lynn had lent her was in her hand. 

Yes she was topless at our door.

"I just wanted to return the top and thank Lynn for it" Jackie said

"Wow you had better come in" I said , not thinking that Lynn was even more naked as she had not yet covered up, half suggesting she would give the waiter an eyeful .

"Lynn, I really wanted to thank you properly for this (handing back the top, she leaned forward and kissed Lynn on the cheek) and to see if your threesome suggestion is still open.

I stood amazed and at what was happening as Jackie and Lynn kissed, tongues

darting in and out of each other's mouths.          



Lynn smiled at me and as I sat back in the chair watching the girls sensually touch and caress each other. Jackie eased Lynn backwards, her hands squeezing her tits she kissed and nibbled her way down towards Lynn's swollen clit. Gently massaging the outer lips, rolling and pulling on her labia. Soon her tongue was licking up and down at her lips and her tongue then dipped into Lynn's pussy.

As Jackie came up for air Lynn pushed her face back down asking for more, so this time she licked deeper inside Lynn's pussy. 

Jackie was still dressed with the exception of her top, her tits brushing against Lynn as she moved. I sat in the arm chair still, my cock poking out of my boxers and in my hand enjoying the show

Then there was another knock and I grabbed a towel around my waist and received the sandwiches and wine from the waiter, bid him thanks. 

"Hey girls foods here ," Jackie pulled up and joined Lynn ,both now sitting on the bed .I poured each of us a glass of wine and passed them to the girls along with a plate of sandwiches.

After a sandwich or two, I still had a hard cock from watching Lynn get sucked by a girl.

I went to take the plates away from them and Lynn seized the towel from me revealing my rampant tool still poking from the front of my boxers. Jackie and Lynn looked at each other and smiled, and then Lynn removed by boxers and started to suck me.



Jackie stood up and took of her skirt, and was now standing in heels, hold up stockings

And a beaded G string, which she removed revealing a totally shaved pussy. Lynn lay back on the bed watching Jackie strip. I decided that I would also like a taste of Lynn's juices and popped my tongue straight on to her clit ,her eyes closed and she parted her legs further to allow deeper access. Jackie, who was now naked apart from her stockings, climbed onto the bed and sat leg astride of Lynn face and lowered herself. Sensing this, Lynn's tongue came out to lick Jackie's shaved pussy, and Jackie used her hands on Lynn's breasts, kneading and twisting her nipples. We kept this position from a while when Jackie asked Lynn if I could also lick her pussy for her.

We swapped positions and Jackie laid, legs apart, her pussy dripping wet and Lynn now sat over Jackie's face having her pussy licked, and watching me do the same to this girl we had not long come across.

My cock was so hard and swollen with the excitement that I thought I would explode. Lynn noticed my cock, swollen and ready and suggested that I fuck Jackie whilst she watched from on top and continued to have Jackie's tongue deep inside her. 

I eased Jackie's pussy lips apart and positioned the tip of my dick at the pink entrance, and with one smooth push slid deep inside. Jackie let out a moan and Lynn then lent over the top into a sixty-nine position. She now had a close up of my cock sliding in and out of Jackie's wet love box. As I drew out Lynn would lick at her pink clit, lapping the juices from both of us.

It was not long before a was ready to let go and knowing the girls would 

be having more orgasms from each other I really wanted to give my load to Lynn as thank you. I pulled back and asked Lynn if she was ready to fuck and she was. Doggy style was a favorite but I would shoot my load to quick in that position now. Jackie sat back taking a sip from the wine happy to watch us fuck ,so we went for missionary to start holding her legs high in the air , we fucked like rabbits .Five minutes on we swapped positions with Lynn riding my cock and Jackie climb over my face ,the girls facing each other. As Lynn rode up and down I lapped at swollen folds of Jackie's pussy.

This allowed the girls to kiss and fondle each other. I reached the point of no return and soon shot my load into Lynn, it felt like more cum than ever.  



Lynn climbed off and it was now my turn to rest. Lynn laid back on the bed ,legs apart getting her breath back and invited Jackie not to waste my cum so she positioned herself between her legs and proceeded to lap at Lynn's sopping wet pussy, tonguing up every last drop.

The mixture of cum and pussy juice and Jackie's delicate tongue was enough to send Lynn into multiple orgasms. Now she really needed a rest .We all took turns for the remainder of the night pleasuring each other and watching each other fingering, wanking sucking and fucking in various positions.




The Long Weekend



Needless to say the waiter did not return or he might have been invited in to join us as we all had a great time. 

The following day we bumped into Paul and Melanie and apologized to them as, as it seems Jackie was to be their first threesome last night, and it was only Jackie had come our room to change her top that she had told Lynn of this and excited by the site of Jackie's tits, Lynn had seized the opportunity to try it for once.

We agreed to keep in touch with Paul and Melanie and hoped that when we were back in town we could maybe meet for a foursome, and perhaps Jackie as well as a bonus for all of us.



The Long Weekend



Author's Note: Hey everyone! This is my summer one shot. It's a nice change of pace to do something upbeat and funny. This is inspired by one of my favorite new artists The Weeknd, more specifically, his track "Gone". I highly suggest listening to it during the *ahem* steamy scenes. And please excuse my Russian. I am fascinated by the language, but I might be a little rusty with some parts. Happy Reading! ~N4M.

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"So what are you going to do?" 

Charlie focused on the television screen, determined to evade the question that'd been haunting her for the past two days. She didn't want to discuss the particulars on the situation; all she wanted at the moment was to clear her mind, courtesy of the trashy reality show in front of her. 

Katia was not to be dissuaded. With a determined gleam in her green eyes she stomped over in front of the television, blocking Charlie's line of vision. 

"Oi!" Charlie exclaimed. "Will you please move your giant ass?"

"First off, my ass is nowhere near gigantic proportions. Secondly, I asked you a question: what the hell are going to do?"

Charlie sighed irritably. "Kat, can we please not do this right now?" She normally loved her spunky roommate with her indefatigable cheerfulness, but today she was clearly not in the mood to deal with Katia and her "Pollyanna" routine. 

"Charlie!" her roommate whined.

"Katia!" Charlie shot back, with equal whine. 

Katia huffed loudly, her hands balled tightly. 

Charlie suppressed an irritated groan. The so-called intervention was going nowhere fast. 

As if sensing Charlie wasn't going to budge on the issue, Katia moved from in front of the television before plopping soundly on the couch next to her roommate. Charlie could tell she was irritated. She sat on the couch, arms folded and silently fuming as she pretended to watch TV.

Charlie knew better than to trust that scene; on the outside it appeared she was admitting defeat, but Charlie knew Katia was plotting several different ways for her to open up. Charlie could practically hear the "BUTTING IN" alarm going off in her roommate's head. 

She played along, eyes glued to the screen as she waited patiently, counting down the moments. 3...2...1...

"You know you can't stay here like this all summer." 

Charlie grinned. Right on schedule, she thought. 

"I'm not staying here like this all summer. I'm staying like this for now."

Katia huffed again, her patience wearing thin. 

"And stop huffing!" Charlie exclaimed. "You're making it hotter in here with your dragon breath."

Katia shot her a murderous look before slapping her soundly on the shoulder. "I do NOT have dragon breath. And stop being so pissy! Yes, it sucks that Brent dumped you, but you used up your cunt allowance two days ago so cut the attitude."

Charlie winced; Kat was a very easygoing person who normally put up with Charlie's terrible behavior with the patience of a saint. But today she was clearly not in the mood for attitude and fuckery. Charlie knew she'd gone too far. "Sorry Kat," she said sheepishly. 

Katia immediately softened, her bad mood disappearing as quickly as it surfaced. "I'm sorry too. I know you're having a difficult time with this breakup. That's why I want you to get up off the damn couch." Her eyes were filled with genuine concern.

Charlie shrugged. "You know what's funny? I actually am fine with the breakup. Brent was terribly useless. I think what I'm upset about the most is missing out on our Atlantic City trip. What the fuck am I supposed to do for the next few days?"

"You can come with me and Leslie and the girls." 

"No fucking way," Charlie said with a snort. "You know perfectly well I can't stand Leslie and her two minions. Besides, you guys already made concrete reservations. I can't impose on them." 

Katia and a few of her sorority sisters were going on a "Gal Pal" trip to Myrtle Beach. She initially invited Charlie, who flatly refused. A long weekend trapped with a bunch of giggly bitches in a hotel room was definitely not her idea of a good time. 

Besides, it'd had been easier to refuse when she was planning to go with Brent to Atlantic City. He was attending some writer's conference and invited her along. She wasn't looking forward to Brent abandoning her in a Jersey hotel room while he went to boring seminars but she figured the beach and boardwalk would be enough to occupy her time. 

Who could pass up a free vacation? But then she and Brent got into a huge fight last week and now she was stuck boyfriendless, best friendless, and apparently vacationless. 

It was barely July and the summer was already sliding into Suckville. "I know you're trying to be helpful, Kat but I'm going to be fine. Really." Just to emphasize her point she attempted to smile although it probably looked more like a painful grimace. 

Katia rolled her eyes. "If you say so." She shot 

Charlie a wary look. "Are you sure you're fine about Brent?"

"Yes, I really am. We were only dating for two months, Kat. It wasn't like I was already picking out my wedding gown. I'm better off." 

"I suppose. Now you're back in the saddle, just in time for a summer romance!" 

Charlie rolled her eyes. "Only you would get that excited over something so ridiculous." 

Kat giggled. "It is not ridiculous, it is romantic." 

"I wouldn't exactly call fucking a stranger for a few weeks and then peacing out romantic." 

"Well it doesn't have to be just a few weeks. Suppose you meet THE ONE and fall in love." 

Charlie rolled her dark brown eyes. "Girl, Imma need boots to wade through all this bullshit you're talking. There's no such thing as THE ONE. And even such a thing existed, I'm sure as hell not gonna find it in this boring ass town." 

Katia shrugged. "Yeah, you might be right. 

Everyone is gone for the summer, either on vacation or home until school starts. The downside of staying in a college town during the summer season." 

"I even took time off from work, but I think Dale will give me a couple of shifts back." 

"That's because it'll give him more time to ogle your ass while you shelve books," Katia said with a grin. 

Despite her grimace, she couldn't help but smile with her roommate. Charlie worked at an alternative book store for the summer break. It was pretty simple work and it gave her a lot of time to catch up on her reading. 

Her manager Dale was a decent guy but he had a painfully obvious crush on her. Normally he kept it in check but there were a few awkward encounters, the most recent one involving several bottles of wine at an impromptu employee barbecue, and an uncomfortable drunken grope-fest in an upstairs hallway. 

Needless to say when Charlie stumbled into work the next morning still hungover and completely reeking of stale wine Dale pretended like things were normal and she was only happy to play along. Things eventually died down, but Katia still loved to tease her. 

"Can we please not bring that up? I am in the middle of a pouting spell." Charlie slumped further into the couch cushions. 

"Aww, there's no need to pout," Katia said sympathetically as she patted Charlie's head reassuringly. "I said you could come to the beach with me." 

"Katia, I'd love to but I can't. You know I'm saving up for my new camera; I don't really have the funds for an all-out vacation. Atlantic City with Brent was pretty much a free trip, that's why I was so keen on going." She sighed longingly, a pang of regret sharp in her chest as she thought about missing out on the boardwalk and beach. Dammit, this summer suck was really starting to get on her nerves. 

"Well since you're not leaving, I guess it's a good time to tell you that you're going to have a temporary roommate." 

Charlie's cinnamon-colored gaze fixed pointedly on her friend. "Say what?" 

Katia flipped her dark hair over her shoulder. 

"No worries; it's no one crazy. My brother just needed a place to crash. He's gonna be in town for the weekend." 

A single ebony eyebrow rose in surprise. "Your brother? The mysterious hockey playing brother I've never met?" 

"That's the one," Katia said with a nod. "Gavril. 

He's back for something big event. He didn't really explain the situation. Gavril isn't big on explanations. He called a few days ago saying he was coming back and reminded me that technically since this place belongs to Papa, he was entitled to stay." 

Charlie nodded silently. She didn't want to inform her best friend that her brother sounded like a Grade-A douchenozzle. It definitely wasn't her place to point that out. "So I take it he's staying in the spare room?" 

"Yeah," Katia replied. "I am sorry Charlie. I only agreed to it because I thought you were leaving with Brent." 

"It's not a problem Kat. Technically he's right; this is your Dad's house. I can't stop him from staying here. Besides, with work and stuff I'll be so busy that I probably won't see him." 

Katia nodded. "Probably. He is a good guy though; a bit gruff but he's a teddy bear." 

"Uh-huh. And when will this gruff teddy bear be making his appearance?" 

"Today. He didn't exactly say when." 

"Ugh...Kat." She wasn't in the mood to deal with company. With Katia gone she was content to wallow in her lameness with ice cream and a marathon of zombie movies. But no, now she had to babysit a grumpy old man.

She knew very little about Katia's older brother. 

While she'd already met Katia's parents and her younger brother Kirill a few times before, Gavril always seemed to be absent from the picture. She wasn't sure what he did exactly, but he was always traveling. 

The only thing she remembered about him was he went to Eastbrooke University, just like they did, and he lived in this very house. The Denisov family purchased the house years ago when Gavril was in undergrad. 

When Katia came to Eastbrooke she lived in the dorms, where she met Charlie. Sophomore year they moved into the house and by that time Gavril was gone. 

Had it been another time, she might have been enthusiastic to meet him; but given her current foul mood, entertaining another person was not very high on her to-do list. 

"If it's a bother..." Katia started. 

"No, no. It's not a problem. I suppose it would be nice to have someone else in the house." 

" Thanks again for being so cool with this. I know I kind of sprung it on you." 

"Oh it's okay. You'll definitely owe me. I want a fabulous souvenir from the beach." 

Kat laughed. "It's a deal." She glanced up at the clock on the cable box. "Well, I'd better get going. I have to pick up the girls. They're all at Blair's house." She rose from the couch with Charlie following suit, walking with her to the front door where Katia's bags were stacked. 

"Alright well I'm off," she said. 

Charlie gave her a quick hug. "Have fun babe. And if you can, pick up some hot lifeguard and fuck the tan off of him."

The girls smiled. "I'll be sure to keep that in mind. And you...you stay out of trouble."

Charlie shrugged. "How much trouble could I possibly get into by myself in only a weekend?" 

Katia smiled knowingly, her green eyes twinkling. 

"Knowing you, I'm sure you'll find a way." She slung her purse and duffel bag over her shoulder and grabbed the handle of her pull suitcase. 

"I'll see you Sunday." Charlie watched as her roommate lugged her stuff down their steps. Quickly she packed up her Ford Explorer. Before pulling away, she honked the horn twice and Charlie waved, watching as she headed down the street. 

And just like that, Charlie was officially alone.

Shutting the door, Charlie made sure it was locked before walking into the living room and settling back on the couch. She didn't know what to do with herself now that Katia was gone. Since meeting her freshman year, they both gravitated towards one another simply because of their outcast nature. 

Katia had only arrived from Russia two years prior. She was a beautiful girl, with inky black hair that fell in soft, lazy curls and wide green eyes that were always smiling. 

Guys approached her all the time, but she was painfully shy and quite awkward despite her bombshell looks. She was much more comfortable with her instruments; she was a gifted musical prodigy, excelling at almost everything her nimble fingers touched. Her favorite was the piano. She was studying music and musical theory and hoped to be a concert pianist one day. 

Whereas Katia was sweet and agreeable, Charlie was the loudmouth. When she arrived at Eastbrooke, she had the honor of being the only black girl on her floor. What made matters worse, at 5'11 she was taller than most of her blonde and petite counterparts. Charlie stuck out like a sore thumb, with her wild natural hair, dark chocolate skin, and boyish name.

The girls bonded over their love for cheesy zombie movies and popcorn mixed with M&Ms. They were completely opposite but they balanced each other out. She wasn't ashamed to admit that she was going to miss Katia. Charlie sighed loudly, lying down on the couch. There wasn't shit to do; 

She could spend the weekend with her parents. But her father was currently vacationing with wife number two in Fiji and her mother was busy taking on the corporate world as a finance manager. 

Either way they were too wrapped up in their own petty lives to pay her much attention. 

Charlie glanced up at the clock. It was only 2 in the afternoon and she was already bored to tears. 

She could feel herself starting to get crabby, and that wasn't good. With another loud sigh she settled back onto the brightly colored pillows on the couch. At least she could lose herself in mindless reality television to kill time before Katia's brother showed up. 

Before she realized it, Charlie was fast asleep. 

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She awoke with a start, a loud noise jarring her from her slumber. Charlie jerked up suddenly. It was pitch dark in the room, save for the cable box illuminating the current time in bright blue. 

It was quarter to eleven. She peered around and quickly noticed the other light in the room was coming from her ringing cell phone. 

Stretching languorously, Charlie reached over and grabbed her phone up. "Hello?" she rasped. 

"Hey boo" a breathy voice replied. 

Still a little disoriented, Charlie rose slowly. Stumbling blinding, she eventually reached the floor lamp near the television and turned it on, instantly feeling better once she could actually see. 

"Charlie? Charlie are you still there?" the voice practically yelled. 

Charlie rolled her eyes. "Yes Mimi, I'm still here. What's up?" 

"Well damn, if you're gonna be all stank about it I'm just gonna hang up the phone." 

"Yeah yeah yeah," Charlie said. "What's up?"

"Did I disturb you or something?" Mimi asked. 

"From what? From all the nothing that I'm doing?"

Mimi chuckled. "You're in rare form, I see. I just called to let you know a bunch of us are out at The Beanery for drinks and pool. I know you're home alone and figured you could use a night out." 

Charlie winced. Mimi worked with her at the bookstore. She was cool people, although the crowd she ran with wasn't Charlie's scene. They were denim cutoff sporting, scarf wearing, moustache tattooed ironically on their index finger hipsters. That shit annoyed the hell out of her. 

Normally she would have made an excuse not to go, but she was bored and desperate. Spending the evening listening to over-privileged suburbanites discussing the various pro-vegan organizations they followed on tumblr was honestly better than sitting at home pretending not to watch episodes of Jersey Shore. 

"Are you guys already there?"

"We just showed up. Take your time getting ready. It's still a little dead in here." 

"Okay. I'll see you in forty-five." Charlie ended the call. Well at least she had something to do. She noticed she'd gotten a text message from Katia saying they finally made it to the beach. 

She typed back a response as she walked towards her room. 

Fifteen minutes later she was showered and nearly dressed. It was still a little humid out, so she left her curls un-straightened, putting a little mousse in for definition. She padded barefoot down the hall to the bathroom, clad only in her blue bra and skinny jeans. She brushed her teeth quickly and then applied her make-up, carefully putting a thick line of black kohl on each upper lid and then adding a touch of clear lip gloss. 

Back in her room she put on a tight v-neck tunic shirt, a lovely shade of green that reminded her of emeralds and showed off "the girls". She slipped her feet into shiny gold ballet flats. 

When she grabbed her gold wristlet purse, she realized Katia's brother hadn't arrived. Charlie picked up her phone and typed out a quick message to Katia, informing her that she was heading out and asked where her brother was. 

By the time she sprayed on her perfume and slipped her cash and keys into her wristlet she had a reply from Katia. "He got held up. Won't be there until late. No worries, he has a key. Just go out and enjoy yourself. Have fun with Hipster Shore." 

Charlie chuckled at Katia's dig. She knew she hated Mimi's pretentious friends. She slipped on a few rings and a handful of colorful bracelets and then headed out the door. It was a nice night out; a little humid but not completely unbearable. Charlie started off down the sidewalk, headed in the direction of the bar. 

Luckily for her The Beanery was only three blocks from her house. It was incredibly convenient to not have to worry about a designated driver. She never got drunk anyway; a nice buzz was good enough for her. Her street was pretty safe; nevertheless she was always prepared. 

She walked with her keys between her fingers and there was mace in her wristlet. Some nights if she was feeling adventurous she would even walk with her taser. 

She reached the bar quickly. After flashing her ID at the door, she stepped inside. The Beanery was fairly busy for a Wednesday night. When school was in session there was normally a line wrapped around the building and the queue up at the bar was a disaster. Tonight it was packed, but not enough to be annoying. 

Charlie sauntered up to the bar, quickly catching the attention of the male bartender. She ordered a Grolsch, which he slid down to her after popping the swing-cap. Charlie smiled and set down money for him before walking away. 

The Beanery was a large bar, one of the largest in the town. The main room was long, sporting a bar that covered one wall of the place. Tables and chairs lined the opposite side of the bar as well as several flat screen televisions. Off to one side there was the pool room, with several pool tables, arcade games, and gambling machines. 

There was another, smaller bar inside that room. Charlie wandered off to the pool room where she discovered Mimi and her friends holding court. 

"Charlie, you're here!" Mimi cried excitedly. Jumping up from her table, she bounded over to 

Charlie, wrapping her in a vice-like hug. "I am SO GLAD to see you!" 

"I can definitely tell," Charlie said with a squeak. "Mimi...can't breathe." 

"Oh shit," Mimi said, releasing her immediately. 

"Sorry." Charlie was always taken aback by her strength. At 5'3, Mimi made Charlie feel like a giant. She was a sassy redhead with a charming nature. They had worked together at the bookstore for nearly two years. They weren't extremely close, but Charlie always enjoyed her company. 

Her friends, on the other hand, were a different story. Charlie turned to the group of individuals staring at her, various gazes ranging from mild curiosity to complete indifference. Charlie plopped down in an empty chair. Well this is going to be a great night, she thought with a frown. 

"Hey assholes, be nice and say hi to Charlie." Mimi joined them and picked up a glass that undoubtedly held Pabst, the drink of choice for ironic hipsters everywhere. Charlie couldn't help but smile. 




The Long Weekend



"Hey Charlie." She glanced in the direction of a lanky redhead. His beard was full and bright, his whole face shining under a fiery ginger aura. 

"Hey Paul," Charlie replied. She was genuinely happy to see him. Paul was extremely chill. He also happened to be Mimi's boyfriend. They were so adorable; the petite loudmouth redhead with her 6'2 boyfriend whose hair was equally as red. Most people referred to them as the Super-Gingers whenever they were together. 

The other two people at the table were Mimi's roommate and her boyfriend. Charlie didn't care for them. Agnes (or Jessica, if you went by birth certificates) was completely unbearable, from the granny clothes and fake glasses she wore, to the way she constantly seemed to preach at people rather than talk like a normal human being. Her boyfriend (Charlie couldn't bother to remember his name) was just as dull.

Charlie had never seen met the rest of them and since they didn't bother to introduce themselves o or even acknowledge her existence she decided to ignore them right back. The only reason Charlie tolerated them was because Mimi and Paul were really cool.  

She took a generous swig of her beer. It was going to be a really long night. She wasn't planning on getting drunk, but given her situation that plan was out the window. When the server came round Charlie ordered two more beers and a shot of Jameson. Might as well go all the way with it, she thought. 

Two hours later she was nice and toasty. The alcohol loosened her up considerably; she later learned that the two unknown girls that hadn't bothered to introduce themselves were a couple, Brock and Lydia. 

They were still a little unfriendly, but managed to keep their cunt-like behavior to a minimum. The guy, she discovered, was called Linus. He wasn't too bad, a little cute in that scruffy "I play in a shoegaze band" kind of way. 

The alcohol gave her that extra boost to flirt with him. They chatted easily while shooting pool. Charlie wasn't big on billiards but it gave her something to do besides sit at the table and listen to extremely mundane talk about subterranean mixtape releases. 

She couldn't help but roll her eyes. 'Subterranean'? Really? Why couldn't they just say 'underground' like the rest of the world? 

As she leaned over the table to take her shot, she felt Linus' hand graze her ass. Charlie whipped around, one dark eyebrow raised in surprise. "Really?" was all she said. 

Linus grinned sheepishly. "Sorry. You can't just point that piece of beauty in my direction and not expect me to touch." 

Charlie rolled her eyes. She was drunk, but not THAT drunk. "Sorry, playa. If that's what you're looking for, you can just keep it moving. It's not that kind of night." 

He cast her an extreme puppy dog look. "Aww, but you're so pretty. The only reason I showed up tonight was because Mimi said her hot friend 

Charlie was going to be there. You really think I wanted to hang out with Agnes' boring ass?"

Charlie had to laugh; Linus was bold as shit, but luckily he was also kind of cute too. He was about her height with sandy hair and dark chocolate eyes. "Fair enough. You're lucky you're cute, otherwise I'd have to tell you about yourself." 

"Oh yeah? Cute enough to take home?" 

"You're not that cute." His eagerness was kind of a turnoff. "Speaking of home, I need to be leaving." She placed her pool cue on the rack and felt his hand on her shoulder. 

"What's the rush? I can always give you a ride." 

Somehow she got the feeling he wasn't just talking about a car ride.

"Thanks, but I'll pass. I'm a little tipsy and I've got to get some sleep if I'm going to be functional for work tomorrow. It was nice meeting you." Charlie eased gently out of his grip and headed back to the table, where Mimi was engaged in a heated debate with Lydia. 

"Hey homie, I'm gonna jet" Charlie said. She ignored Lydia's eye-roll at her usage of 'homie'. 

Stuck-up bitch, she thought.

"What? You're leaving?" 

"Yeah, I'm wiped out. Plus, I was gonna head into work and see if I could pick up a shift tomorrow now that I'm not going on vacation. I need some energy to deal with all that bullshit." 

Mimi nodded. "I hear you. Plus I can definitely see you getting rough with Linus in the near future, and not in the way he wants."

"Oh my god, what is with him? He's like one step away from humping my leg."

They chuckled. "Yeah he's really into you" Mimi said. "When he found out you were newly single he almost had a heart attack."

"Yeah well he needs to put the cuckoo back in the clock."

"Don't worry boo. I'll keep him in check. Are you sure you don't want a ride home?"

Charlie shook her head. "No, no I'll be fine. I have my pepper spray and all that good stuff. "

"Okay, well text me or Paul when you get home." 

"Will do." She kissed Mimi on the cheek and ruffled Paul's hair. "I'll see you guys later."

The walk home was short and uneventful. Charlie knew she should have probably accepted the ride back to her house. 

A young woman walking the streets at this hour was a dangerous notion. But she would have taken an unknown assailant over Linus any day. He was cute, but his "harmless" flirting and awkward advances were just too much for her tonight. 

Although truthfully, had she been any more intoxicated she would have taken him up on his offer. Her breakup with Brent made her realize how much she missed sex. Scratch that: she missed GOOD SEX. Brent was fine, but he was boring as hell in the bedroom.  

Looking back, she realized it was easier to put up with his lack of putting it down instead of speaking up. He was incredibly safe, preferring missionary over anything else. The phrase "going down" would make him run for cover but his prudish ass was more than willing to partake when she pleased him orally. 

Just another reason she was so thankful to be rid of him and his boring dick. 

Charlie shrugged off thoughts of Brent as she turned into the driveway of her house. There was a huge dark pickup truck parked on the street in front of the house, looking quite foreboding in the darkness of the late evening. With a shudder, she hurried up the porch steps, eager to be safely inside. 

The house was dark and quiet as she unlocked the door. Stepping inside, she quickly locked and bolted the front door and sent a message to Mimi and Paul. The interior was just as dark, save for a small lamp in the living room that she and Katia always left on when they left. 

Slipping out of her flats, Charlie padded down the hallway and turned left into the laundry room. She peeled off her clothes and stuffed them into the giant hamper. Opening the dryer, she took out a gray v-neck sleep shirt and put it on. 

She climbed the steps two at a time, her exhaustion getting the best of her. She was ready for bed. Charlie pushed open her bedroom door and stepped inside. It was pitch dark, but she knew her way around. She tripped over something that felt like a boot. Funny, I don't remember leaving my boots out, she thought. 

Ignoring that niggling feeling she walked over to her bed and was about to slip inside when she noticed that there was someone already in there. 

What. The. Hell? 

Charlie crept closer to her bed. Whoever it was, they were big. Taking a step back, Charlie blindly reached for some kind of weapon. Her hands finally found a plastic baseball bat. She shrugged. Well that would have to do. Raising her arms high, she brought the bat down hard on the human lump in her bed. 

"Ow!" the voice growled. "What the fuck?"

"The fuck is right! You picked the wrong house to rob, jackass." She continued to pepper the body with licks from the bat. The person scrambled to their feet, and from the illumination of the moon within the room Charlie could tell that her earlier assumption was right. 

He (she could tell from the voice that it was a male) was one huge motherfucker. A small shiver of fear crept down her spine as the person inched closer. She would not go out like a bitch. She might be attacked and raped but his ass would be hurting too.  

The guy tried to dodge her blows, but she followed him, only hitting harder. When he finally reached for the bat, Charlie yelped and tossed it at him, making a dash for the hallway. 

There was a much heavier bat downstairs by the front door. Let's see how her attacker could withstand Katia's Louisville Slugger. As she was leaving, she tripped over those damn boots and her shoulder hit the light switch, blinding them both. 

The man cursed in a different language before shielding his eyes.

"Hey!" The guy called. "Will you just calm the fuck down?" A giant hand reached out and gripped her shoulder, stilling her escape.

It was then Charlie noticed a tinge to his voice. Was that a Russian accent? Her stomach dropped as she turned to face him, his grip loosening. Whoa, she thought. He was BIG. Charlie, in all her 5'11 glory felt like a damn dwarf when looking at him. 

He was easily about 6'6, with broad shoulders and thick arms. He was bare-chested, clad only in a pair of loose blue pajama bottoms. "Oh my god. 

Are you Katia's brother?"

He grunted. "Yes," he rumbled. "I am Gavril." 

Charlie's sigh of relief was quickly replaced with irritation. "Why the hell are you in my room?"

"I am sorry, it is a simple mistake. This used to be my room when I lived here. I had no idea it was yours now."

Her look was incredulous. "No idea? Didn't you see all the girly shit in the room before you invaded my space?"

Gavril shrugged his massive shoulders. "Like you I did not turn on the light. I really am sorry." 

Charlie conceded. The guy looked genuinely remorseful. "I'm sorry too, for hitting you. You just scared the shit outta me. I'm a little tipsy and coming home to find a giant in my bed really wasn't how I saw my night ending." 

He nodded sharply. "I understand." His gaze traveled to her attire. 

Charlie felt a little self-conscious; she was practically naked in front of a stranger. The sleep shirt barely skimmed the tops of her thighs and was a little form-fitting. She knew her curves, more specifically her nipples were on display thanks to the cool air in her room. 

Gavril cleared his throat. "I really am sorry. I guess I'll head over to the guest room." Charlie stepped aside so he could pass. "I'll, uh, see you tomorrow I suppose."

She nodded. "Yeah. Goodnight." 

He stepped out into the hallway before suddenly turning. "Figured you might want this back," he said, handing her the bright orange plastic bat.

"Oh, uh, thanks" she said, a hint of embarrassment in her voice. "Sorry again." 

"No problem. Goodnight." He turned and left, heading for the guest room down the hall. 

Charlie sighed. This shit was too ridiculous, especially for three in the morning. As she climbed into bed, the faint, unfamiliar scent of male cologne surrounded her. Great; now her sheets smelled like him. It wasn't too bad, because he smelled nice. It was just a sharp reminder of what she was missing. 

Her last thought as she drifted off to sleep..."Damn, he was actually kind of cute."

********

Gavril awoke the next morning feeling like an absolute heel. The bedroom debacle last night was entirely his fault. The nearly five hour drive put a strain on him. He wasn't used to long-distance roadtrips in the car, especially alone. When he arrived at his sister's house he quickly shed his clothing and headed straight for his old room. It was a simple mistake.

He knew his sister's roommate would still be there; Katia mentioned something about her vacation plans falling through. He didn't think their first encounter would be so violent. He grinned, thinking about how comical she looked, her dark hair fanning wildly about her face as she tried to dodge him. 

He rose from the bed, padding down the hall to the bathroom. After she'd fallen asleep last night, he snuck back in and grabbed his bags from her room. He made sure not to disturb her, lest she start swinging that wretched bat again. As he brushed his teeth, he thought about the ridiculous events of the prior evening.

She caught him off guard and if he hadn't been so exhausted he probably would have put up a fight after the first couple of blows. He realized she was most likely intoxicated and startled. He knew with his size, he was an imposing figure. 

He saw the shock on her face when she finally saw him in the light. And there was also a spark of something else; lust, perhaps? He wasn't sure. 

She was pretty liquored up and that adrenaline rush heightened all her senses. 

He had to admit, she was kind of sexy; that tiny sleep shirt did nothing but enhanced her curves. Gavril was impressed; he liked them tall and curvy. All that womanly goodness in a hazelnut-colored package...he couldn't help but be intrigued. 

Gavril groaned; this was not the purpose of his visit. He was supposed to be here for sports, not girls. Eastbrooke's annual "Terrific Tigers" ceremony was Saturday. As a recipient of the award during his tenure as a Tiger, Gavril was encouraged to attend the ceremony and pass the baton, so to speak. 

The award was given to a senior male and female athlete every year that showed exemplary heart and spirit in their particular sport. Gavril won the award for his amazing senior year on the Tigers hockey team. 

With his cool head and grim determination, Gavril led the Eastbrook Tigers to a national championship, a feat which hadn't been repeated since he graduated. 

He rolled his eyes. He wasn't looking forward to the banquet. He hated large crowds, and he hated kiss-asses even more. Those were reasons enough to never go to another Terrific Tigers ceremony ever. That part of his life was over and he had no intention to relive his "glory days". College was just an annoying necessity to get where he really wanted to be. 

So he would endure a night of schmoozing and glad-handing if that meant he would establish some connections to further his career. But he put thoughts about the ceremony on hold, at least for the moment. He had a few days to relax. 

First things first, he planned to make breakfast. 

It was going to be a peace offering for his sister's roommate. Katia never mentioned she was so good-looking. 

********

"Bacon...bacon...I smell bacon..." Charlie mumbled sleepily. With a loud yawn, she opened her eyes. 

The smell of food was absolutely tantalizing, especially since she couldn't even remember the last time she ate. As if on cue, her stomach grumbled loudly. She glanced at the clock on the nightstand next to her bed. It was nearly 11:30. 

She hated sleeping in so late, especially on a weekday. 

Her mind flashed back to the night before and she winced. She beat the crap out of her best friend's brother. With a plastic bat. There were no words to describe the situation. The thought of facing him again proved to be a bit unnerving. 

What was she going to say? How would he react? Charlie scoffed; worrying was so not her style. She sat up and swung her feet onto the floor, into her bright green slippers. She was going to be brave, She was going to be fearless, she was going...to put on pants before going downstairs. 

Charlie slid into a pair of black shorts before shuffling out of her room. After making a quick pit stop in the hallway bathroom to brush her teeth, she headed down to the kitchen. The smell of the bacon was absolutely tantalizing. Charlie was a sucker for bacon and all its crispy deliciousness. Gavril scored some major brownie points. 

"Hey," she husked as she entered the kitchen. 

Gavril was at the stove, his hands moving quickly, shifting the contents in a frying pan. 

He was still wearing his pajama bottoms and his torso was now covered by a black tank top. He was still huge, his bulky build making the kitchen seem small. 

"Dobroe utro," he rumbled. "I trust you slept well?" 

She shivered slightly at his accent. Living with Katia for so long had its benefits. She was able to pick up a few Russian phrases. "Good morning to you as well," she said, returning his greeting. "I slept like a rock. You?"

Gavril shrugged. "Not too bad. It's weird being back in this house." 

"You don't visit Katia." It was more of a statement than a question, but he shook his head nonetheless. 

"I try to see her on family holidays. My schedule does not permit me a lot of free time."

"Oh." They were quiet as an awkward silence settled into the room. Charlie sat on one of the high-backed stools in front of the island as Gavril turned his focus back to the stove. The silence grew as she studied his profile. 

He wasn't classically handsome, but he was by no means a slouch in the looks department. His hair was dark, a deep brown almost-black color that reminded Charlie of Katia's pretty curls. His wavy hair was close-cropped on the sides, with rebellious tufts sticking every which way on top, resembling some sort of haphazard Mohawk. He sported a serious amount of scruff, but instead of looking haggard and patchy it added to his overall rugged appeal. 

As if he could feel her studying him, he shifted his gaze to her. His eyes were a gorgeously soft hazel color. Charlie was intrigued; Katia never mentioned that her brother was so damn...handsome. 

She'd met Mr. Denisov and Katia's younger brother Kirill but they all had similar features—dark hair and green eyes. Gavril's eyes were noticeably different. They weren't as bright green, but they had a vibrant and arresting quality. 

Charlie saw his lips moving and finally blinked out of her stupor. "I'm sorry, what?" 

His lips set in a line. "I asked if you wanted some breakfast. I made it as a peace offering." 

"Oh. Sure" she said, feeling a little sheepish. 

"Thanks."

He nodded. "No problem." Gavril began opening cabinets, getting down plates and cups and taking out silverware from the drawer. 

"Well you certainly know your way around," Charlie observed. 

He chuckled softly. "Of course. I did live here. I doubt it's changed much." 

She felt like slapping herself. "Oh. Right. Listen, about last night...I was intoxicated and a little wound up. I didn't mean to take it out on you." 

"Bez problem (no problem), Charlie" Gavril said as he set a plate in front of her. "I was the asshole for not paying attention." 

Charlie eyed the plate in front of her with unabashed lust. Thick strips of maple bacon, fresh cut strawberries, and giant buttermilk pancakes. In short, food porn heaven. "Wow" she remarked. 

Gavril grinned as he set his plate beside hers. He poured them both some orange juice before plopping down onto the stool next to hers. "Eat, and then we'll talk."

She didn't need to be told twice. "I apologize in advance. I'm gonna destroy this awesome breakfast. Don't be frightened; it's just me being a giant fatty." 

He laughed earnestly as she drizzled syrup over her pancakes before taking a huge bite. His laughter died down once he heard the noise in her throat. It was a moan of pure pleasure that made him curious. He'd never seen someone respond so boldly to food. She was an interesting one, his little sister's best friend. 

Charlie slowed down, taking into account that she was acting like a starving refugee in front of a stranger. An attractive stranger to boot, she thought. "I am so sorry you had to witness that."

Gavril laughed as he crunched into a piece of bacon. "Don't be. I like a girl with a healthy appetite. I'm glad I finally got to meet you, Charlie. Katia talks about you all the time." 

"Yeah? Well don't believe any of it" he replied between gulps of orange juice. She decided she liked his accent. It was a little more pronounced than Katia's. The way he infused his Americanized accent with Russian phrases was quite charming too. 




The Long Weekend



Charlie especially liked the way her name sounded when he said it. It made her tingle all over, but she chalked that up to the aftereffect from the delicious breakfast. 

He chuckled again, and Charlie felt another tingle. "You're funny. Katia said you'd be funny." 

"Really? And what else did Katia say about me?" 

"Not much else" Gavril answered, polishing off the last of his pancakes. "She told me if I wanted to know more I'd have to ask you." 

"That sounds exactly like something Katia would say. However, she didn't say why you were coming here."

"Trying to get rid of me already?" She glanced in his direction, thinking he was offended but found a playful smile instead. 

Charlie grinned. "If you didn't leave last night after I pummeled you, I think you'll be alright." 

Gavril laughed heartily, a deep rumble that even 

Charlie's salty demeanor couldn't ignore. She chuckled too. "Well if you must know, I'm back in town for the 'Terrific Tigers' awards banquet." 

"Oh that's right. I forgot you played hockey here. So you were a 'Terrific Tiger' back in the day, eh?" 

"That's what they tell me. Past award winners are encouraged to come back, to show some sort of moral support. I've never felt the need to return."

"Not the 'school spirit' kind of guy?"

Gavril shrugged. "Something like that." He paused for a moment. Charlie instantly got the impression that he wanted to change the subject. 

She wasn't surprised when he did, but she was taken aback by his next words. 

"Charlie...that's an unusual name for a girl." 

She scoffed. "Says the man named Gavril." 

Gavril bit into a piece of bacon, chewing thoughtfully. "Well 'Gavril' is Russian for Gabriel. So that makes sense since I am Russian." 

Charlie bit the corner of her bottom lip, confused as to why his pronunciation of 'Russian' had her tingling. Get it together, she thought. 

"Makes sense. My parents wanted a boy; they were so convinced that I was a boy they only thought of one name: Charlie. Not Charles, just Charlie. They were big fans of Charlie Parker." 

"The jazz musician?" 

That surprised Charlie. "Yeah? How did you..."

Gavril shrugged easily. "My father is a lover of American jazz music. He used to play jazz records all the time when we were younger. Charlie Parker, Chet Baker, Dizzy Gillespie, Miles Davis. And of course Billie Holiday."

"Wow. That's funny. My parents were huge fans of jazz too. That's how I got my name. Charlie Billie Horton." 

He studied her for a moment, this peculiar young woman. "What a coincidence," he finally said. 

"Jazz was important in my home. My first crush was on Billie Holiday. I cried when my father told me she was dead." 

"Aww!" Charlie exclaimed.

"I was seven and completely crushed. My parents gave me a copy of 'Lady Sings the Blues' as a birthday gift. It is still one of my favorite movies." 

"Lady in Satin is my go-to Billie Holiday album."

He grinned earnestly. "I know how you feel. I love that album. It is my favorite."

Charlie tried to imagine Gavril as a young boy living in Russia, completely infatuated with the ill-fated jazz singer. The concept was adorable and odd at the same time. "Hmm. It's funny; Katia called you gruff. But you're anything but." 

"Well maybe I am trying to get on your good side so you won't beat me up again." 

She chuckled. "I can't make that promise. I'm kind of a loose cannon." 

Gavril smiled. "I like what I've seen so far," he said. Somehow she got the feeling he wasn't just talking about their conversation. Her mind flashed back to her flimsy sleep shirt and she flushed. 

Was Katia's older brother really trying to flirt with her? "Since you were so inquisitive, I have to ask you now. What are you doing here? Katia mentioned something about vacation plans falling through?" 

It was Charlie's turn to shrug. "Something like that. My ex decided to be an asshole, so my vacation to Atlantic City went kaput."

"Mudak," was all he said. What a bastard. 

"Yeah. Now I don't know what to do with myself." Charlie glanced up at the clock in the kitchen. 

"Shit! I should probably head down to the bookstore and see if I can pick up a shift today." She slid off the barstool, grabbed her plate, and dropped it into the sink. "Thanks for breakfast. I really appreciate it." 

"No problem," he replied. Gavril rose to his feet. "Which bookstore?"

"Oh...The Attic." 

"Okay. I think I remember where that is. I noticed you didn't have a car parked outside."

"Yeah," Charlie said, biting her lip again. "It's in the shop right now. I had an unfortunate accident with a wayward deer." 

Gavril smirked. "Well I can give you a ride downtown."

"Oh you don't have to do that," she said quickly. 

"I insist. I'm staying here for a week. I have a car. Let me be useful. Just think of me as your personal chauffeur." 

Charlie couldn't help the smile that spread on her face. "Well since you put it like that, I guess I'll have to say yes."

Gavril decided that he liked her smile. It really brightened her face and made her eyes sparkle. 

They were a lustrous copper color, shining like newly minted pennies. They stood out wonderfully against her beautiful skin, a hue reminiscent of smooth, creamy Nutella. "Good. I have to run some errands while I'm in town. How about you get ready and we'll leave in thirty?"

"Sounds good." She went to leave just as he went to move toward the sink with the rest of the dishes in his hands. "Oops" they both mumbled. 

They tried to sidestep one another but only crashed again. Gavril raised his arms high and twisted to the side, allowing her entry. 

Charlie ducked under his arms and glided past, her breasts lightly brushing his chest. The contact sent a shock through both of them. She gasped softly and heard his own grunt of recognition. 

Before she tried to figure out what the hell that was, she dashed quickly up the stairs. 

********

Three hours later, Charlie was regretting her decision to "drop in". When Gavril dropped her off at The Attic, she discovered the store packed with people and a frantic Dale at the end of his rope. Liana, Charlie's co-worker and the main daytime bookseller was out sick with a terrible case of mono, leaving Dale alone. 

Normally it wouldn't be a big deal but today was unusually busy at The Attic, an alternative bookstore that boasted a wide array of "other" reading material, from comics, graphic novels, and manga to erotica. It was a fairly easy job and a cool place to work most days. However today was not looking like one of those nice days. 

When she stepped into the store and found Dale hard at work on the register, his coffee-colored eyes practically sparkled with relief. "Bless you," was all he said. 

With a large sigh, she walked to the back, stashed her purse in an empty locker, clocked in, threw her lanyard nametag around her neck, and joined him at the register. 

She worked steadily bouncing between the register and shelving books while Dale ran the coffee bar/counter. It was almost four when Mimi showed up to start her evening shift. She breezed in, wearing dark purple Wayfarers that no doubt hid her hangover. "Hey babe," she said, taking a sip of her signature soy mocha latte. 

"Hey yourself," Charlie said as she finished ringing up a Thor comic book for a pimply-faced kid, who couldn't have been more than sixteen. 

She gave him a look of death when she caught him staring at her chest. "Take a picture if you're so intrigued," she snapped. 

The kid smiled, revealing a mouth full of metallic braces. "Holy shit, can I?" he asked excitedly. 

Charlie stared at him incredulously before pointing to the door. "Yeah, get out. Shoo." 

Dejected, the kid stalked out. Mimi grinned. "You are in rare form today." 

"I am in no mood for that kind of foolishness." 

"Aww come on. You would have made his life. That picture would have been prime wank material for at least two weeks. Now he'll be forced to scour the internet for chocolate boobies." 

Charlie smirked. "You are so fucking ridiculous." 

"And you are a nerd-tease. Working in this store, wearing those low-cut shirts, and teasing all these teenage boys." Mimi waggled her eyebrows suggestively. 

"Shut up," Charlie said. She was laughing openly now. 

"Poor Dale. I wonder how he's coping." 

Charlie rolled her eyes. "Dale is just fine. We've been working quite well together. He's staying in his corner, and I'm in mine." 

Mimi glanced around. "Seems a little busy for a summer Thursday." 

"It was worse earlier. The crowd's considerably less now." 

"Well good thing I showed up when I did." 

"For real. I wasn't even supposed to be here today." 

Mimi perched her sunglasses atop her head. "Yeah well that's what you get for trying to be employee of the month. No one told you to drag your happy ass here." 

"Shut up" Charlie said, a smile playing on her lips. "What else was I supposed to do with my time?" She looked up and realized a small queue had formed behind Mimi. "Now will you kindly move your ass away from my counter? I have customers to help." 

Mimi sauntered off in the direction of the 'Employees Only' section when Charlie called out to her. "Your help would be greatly appreciated, lady! Seeing as how this is technically your shift." 

"My shift isn't for another fifteen minutes. I think you can handle this," Mimi yelled back. 

"Will you two PLEASE stop shouting across the store? It's bad for business!" Dale called from the coffee counter. "Charlie, stop worrying about Mimi and concentrate on getting that line down. Mimi, take your beer-soaked ass in the back, drink your latte, sober up, and be back out here to help Charlie in five minutes." 

Charlie glanced over at Dale, whose face was flushed with agitation. "Sorry, boss" she said sheepishly. She shot Mimi a dirty look. 

Mimi stuck out her tongue. "Uh-oh. Dad's mad." 

She headed to the back room while Charlie turned her focus back to the line, which seemed to have grown since her little tiff with Mimi. Gritting her teeth, she set to her task. Five minutes later on the dot, Mimi returned. With both of them working seamlessly, they were able to get the line down. 

The afternoon rush seemed to be at a lull. Charlie leaned over the counter, stretching out her back. She was a little sore from standing stiffly. Mimi stifled a yawn. "Ugh, drinking was a bad idea last night. My tummy feels all rumbly."

"Yeah well that's you get. You could have left when I did."

"Well not all of us were trying to escape the clutches of Linus."

"Oh my god, don't remind me." 

Mimi grinned. "You know, he's texted me about seven or eight times since I woke up. I think he was trying to figure out if you were working today." 

"Oh no," Charlie groaned. "You did not tell him I was going to be here."

She brushed off the inquiry with a casual shrug of her shoulders but Charlie wasn't fooled. She watched as Mimi gathered her dark orange-reddish hair into a high ponytail. Mimi was going to drag out her response and Charlie was contemplating whether choking her out was enough to get her fired. 

Mimi's aqua blue eyes were playful under her heavy fringe bangs. "I may have mentioned you 

were planning to make an appearance today." 

"I should just cut you right now." 

"Oh come on," Mimi said with a smile. "Linus is completely harmless."

"Yeah, you sit there and think that. You weren't the one he was ogling."

"The lady doth protest too much. Why are you being so hard on him? It's not like you've got someone else in mind?" She glanced at Charlie, who was trying not to meet her gaze. Mimi grinned. "You skankbot. You DO have someone in mind! Well out with it. Give me all the juicy details."

Charlie rolled her eyes and focused on stacking some papers. "Girl, please. I am not even studying you right now." 

"Ooh, he must be cute. Don't tell me you went back to Brent." 

The look on Charlie's face was pure stank. "You must be drunk."

Mimi chuckled. "Okay so it's not Brent. Well who is it? He must either be really hot or a damn paper bag man if you're not trying to give up the goods."

"A 'paper bag man'?"

"Yeah, you know...a guy so hideous you have to put a paper bag on his head just to fuck him."

Charlie choked with laughter. "Oh my god...that is so fucking ridiculous."

"Don't act like you've never seen a PBM in real life." They were quiet as more customers came up to the counter to check out. Charlie knew Mimi wasn't going to let it go. What the girl lacked in height, she more than made up for it by being a nosy ass bitch. 

Mimi always had the scoop on everybody and while she was never intentionally malicious she was quite possibly one of the worst secret-keepers since Peter Pettigrew. 

With another lull in traffic the girls were able to lean back and chill. Charlie knew she was going to start up again. It wasn't like she was lying; she really didn't have someone in mind. She just thought her best friend's brother was attractive. 

He wasn't really her type. Charlie was a sucker for pretty boys: light-skinned dudes with smooth waves and cool attitudes. The kind of guys who wore blazers and scarves; who smoked Gauloises and talked about music and art. 

Someone who could tell the difference between Monet and Manet. A guy who could hold his own in a conversation concerning the backlash against modern R&B and the progressive fusion of urban underground artists and indie music. 

Charlie was loathed to admit it, but she was pretty much a hipster, save for the ironic sense of entitlement and those shitty clothes the girls seemed to wear. Gavril was anything but. He looked...rough. He was massive; not muscular per se but you could definitely tell he was an athlete. 

While he surprised her with his knowledge of jazz, she thought he would prove to be a bit of a dunderhead. 

A fairly attractive dunderhead. With his dark looks and those intense hazel eyes, she was sure he had his fair share of female admirers. However she wasn't sure she was ready to be counted among them. He was nice enough though, and his accent was altogether pleasing. It was weird; she'd never been affected so much by someone's voice. 

Katia's light Russian lilt made her even more adorable. Gavril's accent was smooth and sensuous, running over her like warm honey. His deep voice wrapped thickly around the syllables and phrases and sent a heated shiver down her spine. Now that was the way a man should sound. 

But still, she wasn't interested. No sir, not Charlie Horton. 

"Is it Dale?" Mimi suddenly asked. 

Charlie glanced over at her friend before erupting into a fit of giggles. "Really? REALLY? No it's not. And will you stop asking? There is no one. I'm just not interested in Linus." 

Mimi shrugged. "Alright, alright. No need to shout it to the whole store." 

It was another hour before the traffic in the store completely slowed to a standstill. Mimi was solo on the register while Charlie had organizing and shelving duty. Chris, another night worker had long relieved Dale from the coffee bar. 

Charlie was organizing a display of Walking Dead comics when she saw Gavril approaching, a pair of aviators shading his eyes. He was dressed simply, in a pair of light jeans, black boots, and a navy blue t-shirt. 

"Privet," he rumbled. His smile was adorably crooked. "How is work going?" 

"Oh fabulous," Charlie said. "I immediately regret my decision to show up today."

Gavril chuckled as he pushed his sunglasses atop his head. "Well don't worry. I have something that will cheer you up. Are you ready to go?" 

"Oh god, yes. I was ready to leave as soon as I got here. Just let me get my stuff." She finished stacking the comics and headed towards the counter, where Dale was busy chatting with Mimi. 

"Hey Dale, I was wondering since it's slow if I can just go ahead and take off?"

Dale smiled. "Sure. You've already done more than you needed to. Thanks for helping out today, Charlie." 

"No problem. I needed the money, you needed the help...everyone wins. Will you need me tomorrow?"

"I don't think so. Today was most likely a fluke. I'll open, Mimi and Topher have the afternoon on lock, and Chris and Rona will close. You can come in Saturday if you want."

"Sounds good." 

"Charlie?" 

Three heads turned in Gavril's direction. 

"Hey, I was just wrapping up things with the boss man here. I just gotta get my stuff and then we're good."

"Cool. No need to rush you or anything. I just have ice cream in the truck and it's hot as hell outside."

Charlie grinned. The Russian just said the magic words. "Ice cream?" 

"Yeah. When I was going through your fridge this morning, I noticed containers of ice cream. Since Katia's lactose intolerant I assumed they were yours. I bought some more for you." 

"Oh, well that was really cool. Thanks, Gavril."

"It was my pleasure."

A loud, exaggerated throat clearing made Charlie turn away. She shot another look of death Mimi's way. Mimi, who pretended that she didn't see THE LOOK waggled her eyebrows suggestively. "I knew it," she mouthed silently. 

Charlie sighed. Might as well get it over with. "Gavril this is Dale, my boss. The tiny redhead 

lacking couth and class is Mimi." 

Gavril chuckled as Mimi stuck her tongue out at Charlie. "Nice to meet you guys."

"The pleasure is most definitely all mine," Mimi cooed. "Wow. You are certainly quite large. Why I bet you'll look like a giant next to lil ol' me." 

Charlie was flabbergasted. Where the hell did that terrible Southern accent come from? Mimi was so damn ridiculous sometimes. "Well, let me get my stuff and let Scarlett O'Hara here get back to her party at Tara."

"Oh hush, Charlie. I'm just having a little fun with your new beau."

"What?" Charlie yelped. She looked up and noticed 

Dale had uttered the same short question. He looked stricken, like he swallowed a particularly sour candy. 

"No, Gavril's not...He's Katia's brother. He's crashing at the house for the week. That's all." She shot a reassuring smile at Dale. 

Gavril surveyed the scene with quiet curiosity. 

So, the manager had a thing for Charlie. It was painfully obvious. The looks he was shooting her way were full of longing. He wasn't a bad-looking guy, if you went for that sort of thing. Gavril could smell his desire for the girl a mile away. 

It was pathetic, pining over someone who clearly didn't think of you in that manner. But he wasn't going to judge the man.

Dale visibly relaxed. "Oh. Makes sense. Well I guess we'll see you later this week Charlie." He surveyed Gavril, and cringed. He sure was a big guy. "Nice to meet you," he mumbled. 

"Likewise." Gavril maintained a polite demeanor. 

"I'm gonna go get my shit," Charlie said absently, heading for the break room door. She wanted to duck out of that conversation ASAP. Mimi kept waggling her eyebrows at Gavril and Dale looked like he was about to cry. What the hell is with everyone, she thought. 

********

Charlie plopped down on the couch, remote in hand. She was free for the next day and was looking to relax. Sinking back into the comfy Berber sofa, she channel surfed in silence. 

The sound of Crystal Castles' "Suffocation" filled the room. Charlie slipped her phone out of the pocket of her yoga pants. It was Katia calling. "Hey pumpkin," she said jovially. 

Katia giggled. "Pumpkin? Someone must be in a really good mood. Let me guess. Just got off work, freshly showered, and sitting in those grey yoga pants I hate." 

Charlie laughed. "Ding, ding, ding! How's the Gal Pal trip going?"

"Well Blair's already drunk dialed Kiefer eight times already, Leslie's been banned from Margaritaville, and Dana's just being a grouchy bitch. It is awesome." 




The Long Weekend



"Sounds like it. No regrets?" 

"Not really. Just missing my main bitch. I hope you're behaving yourself."

"Oh, you know me."

"Mmm-hmm, that's why I said what I said. I hope you and big brother are getting along."

"So far so good. I haven't threatened to cut him yet, so he's safe."

"That's my girl. So what are you getting into tonight?"

Charlie chatted for a few more minutes with Katia, telling her about the night with the hipsters at the Beanery and Linus aka "I Can't Help But Watch". In the midst of her story she heard the telltale creak of the steps and Gavril's footsteps as he entered the living room. 

Her words stumbled for a bit when she noticed he was naked, save for a black towel around his waist. His hair was slick with water from the shower. His torso glistened, little droplets of water clinging delicately to the gorgeous thatch of dark hair on his chest. 

He had the perfect amount of fur, his dusky nipples a stark contrast. The hair trailed down his chest, onto his muscular stomach, and tapered into a furry trail which continued past the towel slung low on his hips. 

She took a minute to appreciate him; He was certainly built like a hockey player—equal parts bulk and muscle. He wasn't a meathead with a thick neck and overly defined abs. He was big, solid, and burly. 

Gavril Denisov was ALL man. 

Charlie didn't realize she was staring until she heard Katia calling to her over the phone. 

"W-what?" she stammered. 

"I asked if Gavril was nearby." 

"Oh, uh..." Charlie glanced around. He apparently went to the laundry room down the hall. She could hear the slam of the washer and dryer doors. 

"Hold on. I'll get him." 

Charlie scrambled from the couch and slipped down the hallway. "Hey," she said loudly before peeking into the laundry room. "Your sister's on the phone." Her gaze traveled to his, and she was a little disappointed he was already dressed, wearing black running shorts and a soft-looking green t-shirt. 

"Spasibo," Gavril said in thanks, as she practically shoved the cellphone at him. Charlie contemplated waiting for him to finish, but it would be too awkward. With a small smile, she shuffled back towards the living room. 

She heard bits from his end of the conversation, most of it in rapid Russian. She blocked out the sound of his sexy accented baritone and pretended to listen to anything else. 

Gavril wished Katia a good time and ended the call. He needed to get off the phone quickly. Talking to his baby sister with his dick slowly swelling was just too weird. Yes, he was aroused. 

And the hazelnut beauty down the hall was to blame.

He saw the way she looked at him when he walked through the living room, heard the falter in her conversation as she tried not to stare. His lips curved in a wicked grin as he imagined her thought process. His thoughts were centered on the generous swell of her ass. 

God Bless yoga pants. The material hugged her just right, the twin scoops of her derriere wiggled lovingly, enticing him, begging him to come and play. 

Gavril imagined sliding his cock between those soft cheeks, feeling her pussy contract around him. 

Dammit. This was NOT what he came here for. "Get it together," he said aloud. Taking deep breaths, he walked towards the living room. "Hey. Here's your phone." 

"Thanks," Charlie said. "I was thinking about ordering a pizza. Sound good?" 

Gavril nodded. "Sure." 

Charlie placed the call, ordering an extra-large pepperoni with green peppers and provolone. They sat together, watching an episode of Family Guy while they waited. 

"So...Katia is having a good time" Gavril said. 

Immediately he felt like an ass, but figured his sister was a safe topic. 

"Yeah, I guess" Charlie replied, her eyes glued to the television. "Her sorority sisters are giant twats, so that's rough. But Katia's so damn nice; you can't help but be in a good mood around her." 

He let out a low chuckle. "Yeah that's my baby sister, ever the peacemaker."

"Don't worry; I didn't give her the real details about our introduction." 

"Didn't want her to know you pummeled her favorite older brother, huh?"

Charlie glanced at him long enough to roll her eyes. "You big baby. It didn't even hurt. Besides, beating you wouldn't have been necessary if you hadn't tried to rob me." 

"Ahh yes, I was concentrating so hard on the idea of robbing you that I fell asleep in the process." 

They grinned. "So you never really told me what you did today," Charlie said. 

Gavril shrugged. "Went for a jog, drove around. 

Hung out with some friends. Did some photo work. Today was kind of low key."

"Photo work?" Charlie was intrigued. 

"Yeah. I'm a photographer."

"Really?" 

"Yeah. Mostly freelance, but I have worked with several newspapers and magazines. I suppose my official title is 'Photojournalist' but that always sounds so odd. I think of myself as just a regular journalist. I write articles as well."

"Wow," Charlie remarked. "That's actually really 

cool. And kind of a coincidence."

"How so?" 

The sound of the doorbell interrupted their conversation. "Pizza's here!" she sang out. Charlie reached for her purse on the coffee table but Gavril stopped her. 

"Let me get it. I insist."

"Oh..." Charlie was kind of surprised. "You don't have to do that." 

"Yeah I do. I'm invading your space for a week. It's the least I can do."

"Well I could never pass up a free meal. Thanks, Gav." 

Gavril raised a singular dark eyebrow at the shortening of his name but didn't say anything. He made for the door to pay the pizza guy. When he returned Charlie had plates and several bottles of beer. 

"Pizza and beer? So you're that kind of girl?" His grin was mischievous. 

"Most definitely," Charlie said with a nod. "I hate those fruity concoctions. They are nothing but a sugary, brightly colored hangover in a fancy glass. Give me beer, a gin and tonic, or a shot of whiskey any day."

She glanced up at Gavril, who studied her intently. The look on his face was one of pure admiration. "You really are something else, Charlie" he finally said. 

"Oh, I know. You wanna watch a movie? I'm thinking something funny. I need a little comedy after this long ass day." 

Gavril nodded. "I can understand that." 

They settled in, enjoying the pizza while watching The Hangover. Halfway through the movie and seven beers later Gavril heard himself asking 

"Why is that a coincidence?"

"Why is what a coincidence?" She chuckled at the screen before turning to meet his gaze. 

"Earlier when you found out I was a photographer you said it was a coincidence? Why?"

"Oh." She giggled. "I'm a photographer too. I'm majoring in advertising with a minor in photojournalism." 

Gavril took a large swig of beer. "Well now. That is a coincidence."

"Katia never mentioned that?"

"No," he replied. "We were never really home at the same time. I'm usually quite busy, running around on some assignment."

"Understandable. What's your specialty?" she asked. 

"I was an athlete, so I am interested in sports photography the most. I have a blog with my work, and I contribute pieces to ESPN." 

Charlie was impressed. "That's really cool. I had no idea you were so..."

"Smart?" he supplied. He laughed loudly at her guilty expression. "Don't worry about it, gorgeous. I get it all the time. People see my size and my looks, and they label me a dumb jock. It's fun to make them see that I'm actually capable of carrying on a conversation, despite my accent." 

"I get that. I'm supposed to be this angry black girl all the time. For the most part I'm just snarky." She was still trying to wrap her mind around the fact that he called her gorgeous. Girl stop bugging, her brain chided. 

"Snarky? No, I think you're sweet. However these nice words could be a side effect of my brain damage. Getting hit with a baseball bat will do that to you." 

She chuckled. Setting her beer between her legs, Charlie swept her natural hair into a high ponytail, the thick curls reaching just to the nape of her neck. Gavril watched her, his eyes following her movements. Her hair looked incredibly soft; he was resisting the urge to reach out and finger one of the dark spirals. 

Charlie grabbed her beer and took a healthy sip before replying. "Sweet? That's definitely not a word most people would use to describe me. And the more you talk about my beat down skills, I'm inclined to believe you secretly enjoyed getting beat up."

Gavril shrugged, playing it nonchalant. "You could say that. But normally, I'm the one who does the spanking."

His words struck her deep, washing over her skin like scorching fire, leaving a trail of want in its wake before swiftly landing at the apex of her thighs. She bit her lip, trying to bring the focus back to him and not let her mind wander to fantasies involving the Russian and his sultry promises.

Was Katia's brother really trying to put the moves on her? 

"So you like to dominate, huh?" 

Gavril's full lips curved into a shrewd smile. "I am always in control." 

"Oh really?" Charlie's copper gaze fixed him with a challenging look. "And what happens when you meet a woman who defies you?" 

Gavril edged closer to her. Their legs were practically touching and he could feel the heat emanating from her body. She was wearing a fitted blue t-shirt. The collar of the shirt was a deep v-neck and allowed him a wondrous view of her bountiful cleavage. 

She certainly was endowed. If he had to wager a guess, she was at least a D cup, maybe even a DD. 

A dirty mental image flashed in his mind, of sliding his hard cock between the fleshy valley of her breasts, her pink tongue daring out to lick the tip. 

He groaned softly before replying. "I may have to let her spank me," he said with a wink. "If such a woman exists." Gavril settled back on his side of the couch, gripping his beer bottle firmly before taking another huge gulp. 

Charlie tried to process that little tidbit, but her mind was occupied with thoughts of a naked Gavril. It was an internal struggle that pitted her rational side against the 'I haven't had a good dicking since Obama's inauguration' opposition. 

THAT'S YOUR BEST FRIEND'S BROTHER, her brain screamed. So what, she thought. What's the harm in a little mindless flirting? 

There wasn't any harm. Gavril was hot, and she was bored. It was a perfect match. Charlie just had to make sure it didn't go any further. 

So she chose to take the high road, ignoring his raunchy confession and shifted the conversation to a safer topic. "So what are your plans for the weekend?"

Gavril noticed her swift topic change and grinned. She was flustered. He wasn't going to call her out on it...not yet, anyway. "Well besides the banquet I really didn't have much planned. Guess you are going to keep me entertained."

She snorted. "Entertained? You're a grown ass man. Entertain yourself." Charlie drained the rest of her beer. "Besides, I don't know if you've noticed, but I'm kind of boring."

"You are far from boring. A little peculiar, but it's interesting." 

Charlie grimaced. "Uh...thanks, I guess."

"No it is a compliment. Most women I meet are so one-note. They're so busy talking about themselves they hardly leave room for me to get a word in. I think this is one of the first conversations I've had with a female that didn't make me want to dig out my own eyeballs with a dull spoon." 

She laughed, despite the gross imagery. "You have a lovely way with words. What a wonderful mental picture."

"Imagine how I feel." 

"I'm not sure if I should be flattered. Guys act like it's such a revelation when they meet someone that can actually hold a conversation. We aren't some mythological beast, you know. Some of us are very bright."

"I know. That was a compliment."

"Oh was it?" she opened her eyes wide, batting her lashes coquettishly. "Why Mr. Denisov, thank you for your kind words. I know my feeble female mentality cannot possibly understand all those big words, but you speak in such a soothing manner my delicate sensibilities are reassured." 

Gavril laughed heartily. "You are a fucking trip. You know exactly what I meant. You are fun to talk to."

Charlie smiled back at him. "I know. I just hate that generic 'most girls' shit. Who are these neurotic headcases? I think that line is just a bullshit line guys use to justify treating girls like crap. Plus, most men aren't exactly wielders of the 'excellent communication skills' sword either." 

"You have a point. But then again, I am not most men."

"I'll say. Have you always been so...gigantic?"

"Yes. I was six-foot one when I was thirteen."

"Damn." 

"You should talk," he said. "You're pretty tall too."

"You noticed, huh?"

"I might have picked up on it a couple of times." His hazel eyes gleamed. "Luckily, I like my women tall."

Charlie eyed him. "Are you flirting with me?"

"Oh, I am definitely flirting." 

Her laugh was incredulous. "Dude, you are something else." 

"I've always heard 'brutally honest' was the best way to describe it."

"Funny, I was going for shameless." 

Gavril scooted closer. "That could work too." 

Charlie could feel the flush rising in her cheeks. What the hell was he thinking? Exactly the same thing you are, her brain taunted. It was true; she thought he was sexy, but she wasn't trying to hook up with him on her sofa. 

But there was always her bed.

Shaking her head, Charlie slid further down on the couch. "Yeah...you're ridiculous."

His laugh rumbled deep in his chest. "It's just a little harmless fun, Charlie. I like fucking with you."

She could have sworn he'd said 'fucking you' and she squirmed slightly. Not even two days and her body was already trying to run the show. Down girl, she warned silently. "Well, I should probably be getting to bed."

"Do I make you nervous?" Damn. Not only was he fine, the motherfucker was clearly psychic too. 

He studied her silently, the look in his eyes still playful but she knew he was quite serious. 

"I wouldn't say nervous."

"Flustered?"

"Maybe."

"Hot and bothered?" His smile was wicked now.

Charlie dared to look at him. He was closer now; in fact he'd scooted so far over that she was practically pinned between his massive body and the arm of the couch. The distance between them was short enough that she could smell the clean scent of the soap from his earlier shower. 

She had to admit; he was a smooth operator, however she was not the swooning type. The man was hot but he was trying to play like he was already crowned king of her pussy, and frankly, 

Charlie Horton was not that kind of girl. 

At least not before dinner and drinks. 

Well he did pay for the pizza, her brain chimed in. 

Fair enough. 

"Hardly," she replied with a smirk. "But it seems like YOU are." 

Gavril shrugged his broad shoulders before easing up on her. He returned to his side of the sofa, a sly grin on his face. "You're one tough little cookie, Ms. Horton." 

Charlie nodded. "Too bad you'll never know how awesome my cookie really is." 

His hazel eyes burned brightly at her words. 

"Don't be so sure about that, malyutka." His voice was soft but firm. 

A sharp shiver of sheer pleasure rippled through her spine, shooting fiery sparks all the way down to her core, which she knew was already wet. 

Their playful banter was having a serious effect on her poor pussy, the dull throbbing increasing tenfold. 

It'd been so long. 

Charlie squeezed her knees together tightly, in an attempt to lessen the ache. Fuck, she needed to get laid. Apparently the Russian on the couch was only too willing to oblige. The gloves were off; they were officially flirting with one another. 

Oh my god I am having dirty thoughts about Katia's brother, she thought silently. 

Gavril was having too much fun. Initially he was joking with her, throwing out silly lines and seeing if she would bite. He never expected her to be just as snarky right back. She was feisty; he liked feisty. 

More and more, he was beginning to fantasize about her: the way her lips folded around the mouth of her beer bottle...it was positively pornographic. When her pink tongue darted out to lick the remnants of beer from the lip of the bottle, he almost moaned aloud. Was he really getting jealous over an inanimate object? 

He had to leave the room. Sitting here with her was only going to get them into trouble. And the trouble he had in mind involved her ankles near her ears and his cock buried deep inside her undoubtedly sweet snatch. 

Yeah, he needed to get the hell away from his little sister's best friend. 

"Bed sounds like a good idea. I have a meeting tomorrow morning." Gavril rose from the couch, gathering up the dirty plates. 

Charlie grabbed the empty bottles and the pizza boxes before following Gavril into the kitchen. 

After tossing the bottles and putting away the extra pizza she decided to head upstairs. She turned and slammed right into Gavril. 

"Jesus!" she exclaimed. Her hands instinctively reached out, her palms pressed against his chest. 

Charlie could feel his heart thumping wildly underneath her hand, every frantic 'thumpa-thumpa' pulsing in time to her own heartbeat. 

Instinctively Gavril's arms encircled her waist. 

He couldn't help but notice that she seemed to fit rather effortlessly. Her height allowed him to search her eyes with ease. Her expression was curious but also hesitant. Gavril pounced upon her moment of indecisiveness, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. 

Charlie felt his warmth drawing near, and shut her eyes. Her heart picked up speed, beating wildly in anticipation. She waited for his lips to meet hers and was otherwise shocked to feel them on her forehead instead. 

"Goodnight, Charlie." He removed his hands from her ample hips. "Sleep tight."

Gavril left the kitchen quickly, leaving Charlie positively puzzled. 

He hit her with the fucking forehead kiss. 

That motherfucker was SMOOTH.

********

"No he did not bust out the forehead kiss!" Mimi exclaimed. 

Charlie nodded. "He really did."

"Damn. Now that's a smooth motherfucker." 

"I know, right! That's exactly what I said!"

Mimi shook her head. "That's risky too, bringing out the big guns so early in the game. The forehead kiss has been known to melt even the coldest of panties. I admire his balls." 

She was paused for a moment, and Charlie knew she was about to hit her with some ignorant shit. 

"You know, I distinctly remember a certain someone saying yesterday that she wasn't interested in a certain Russian behemoth. It makes me wonder what could have possibly happened to make her change her mind."

Charlie rolled her eyes. "See this is why I don't tell you anything."

Mimi smirked. "Well you can always call Katia. I'm sure she would LOVE to know that her older brother is trying to get all up in your goodies and you're not even stopping him."

"Well...he is fine." 

"Oh hell yeah. I mean, if I wasn't happy with my ginger soulmate I'd climb his big ass and put my flag firmly on the top of that. He'd be wifed up, no doubt."

Charlie exploded with laughter. Mimi could always be counted on to bring the extra. When Mimi called and suggested a lunch meet-up, Charlie was only too happy to oblige. She needed a little time away from Gavril. She wasn't ready to face him and she wasn't even trying to decipher the code behind that forehead kiss. 

"So what are you gonna do?" Mimi sipped her water and stared pointedly at Charlie.

Charlie forked a cherry tomato from her grilled chicken salad and popped the juicy bit into her mouth. Chewing thoughtfully, she pondered Mimi's question for a moment before answering. "Well...I'm 

not sure."

"Well I think you should go for it."




The Long Weekend



"You think?"

"Definitely," Mimi said with a nod. "He's hot and clearly interested in you. You don't have to marry him, but you can definitely enjoy what's he's offering."

"I mean you make a valid point. But I wasn't really trying to get into something this summer with someone, especially with my roommate's brother."

Mimi's reddish eyebrow was cocked, the dreaded side-eye look evident in her aqua gaze. 

"Charlie...that is some bullshit. Don't sit up there and act like you aren't feeling him. I'm sure Katia wouldn't mind, and even if she did, you don't have to tell her." 

"That's another valid point." She sighed loudly, pushing her plate away. "Alright...so maybe I kind of have a slight, tiny, insignificant crush on him."

"I'm gonna move right now, to avoid that lightning that's bound to strike from all the lying you're doing."

Charlie rolled her eyes. "Okay so I'm feeling him. So what? It's not like any good can from it."

"Other than some nasty 'hair pullin', toe curlin', sweat all my curls out' sex?" Mimi shrugged. "Yeah. Of course you're right."

A small chuckled escaped as she pondered her predicament. It really wasn't that serious. She was single, Gavril was single (hopefully), and they were obviously feeling each other. And Mimi was right; no one had to know. She wasn't desperate, but it was the summertime and she was supposed to be enjoying herself. 

"Hmm, you might be right" she said, taking a sip of her sparkling water. "I deserve some fun."

"There ya go! Speaking of fun, Topher's having a party tonight. He texted me this morning about it."

Topher was one of the guys they worked with at The Attic. Charlie wasn't super tight with him, but he was a pretty decent guy. "Really? I didn't get a text."

"I don't think he realized you were still here. 

Everyone thought you were going on vacay."

"Fair enough."

"You should come tonight. And you should bring Gavril."

"I'm not sure what's he's got planned, but I'll see if he's up for it."

Mimi winked. "I'm sure he's up for something all right, it's just probably not a party."

Charlie shot her a look. "And that's enough of that, missy." She glanced at her watch. "We should probably head out. You have work in twenty minutes and you still have to drop me back home." 

With a large sigh she heaved herself from her chair. "Ugh, I hate feeling like a goddamn invalid, being chauffeured around everywhere."

Mimi giggled as they stepped out of the small café. "Well this time-out is the price you pay for hitting a deer."

********

"Thanks for coming with me," Charlie said. 

Gavril glanced at her. "Thank you for inviting me. I would have sat there all night, watching Cartoon Network like a nerd." 

"Oh hush, Gavril" Mimi called from the front seat. "I doubt you have any nerd tendencies at all."

His smile was demure. "I am a huge Battlestar Galactica fan. But if that gets out, I will deny it to my grave."

Charlie grinned. "Your secret is safe with me." 

She was glad she invited him. He looked like a lost child sitting on the couch alone, flipping through the channels. She enjoyed his company and though she was loathe to admit it, Charlie was excited about the possibility of being alone with him in a party setting. Especially if said party involved alcohol. 

She didn't know where Topher lived, and because she assumed Gavril would be drinking, she opted to ride with Paul and Mimi, as Paul, who didn't drink, was permanent DD and would give them a ride to and from the party. 

Gavril was grateful for the invite. His plans to hang out with old friends fell through and he was stuck inside the house during his vacation. It wouldn't have been so bad if Charlie hadn't avoided him for most of the morning and afternoon. When he left for his morning jog, she was still sleeping and didn't stir even after he returned and showered. He cooked breakfast, did some online work and finally left to meet with the head of the athletic division of the alumni association. 

When he got back she wasn't there. He was sorting through his camera equipment when she bounded in, muttered a quick hello and practically ran up the stairs. He entertained himself for the rest of the evening until she finally emerged, looking absolutely stunning in a multi-colored print dress. The summer dress was thin, the lightweight fabric clinging to her hips and flaring out quite nicely in a ruffled hem that stopped an inch or two above her knees. 

It was a watercolor blend of dark blue, lavender, and royal green with just a touch of golden yellow. The colors were woven in intricate patterns and when she moved, it seemed as if the colors swirled too. 

She paired it with a simple cardigan, a long gold necklace with an owl pendant, and simple smoky makeup. The effect was stunning. She looked very ladylike and becoming and when he glanced down at her feet and saw black motorcycle boots he couldn't help but grin. Charlie would be the kind of girl to wear a nice dress and boots together. 

Truth be told, he wasn't really looking forward to hanging out with a bunch of strangers. Gavril wasn't a social butterfly by any means, but he wasn't exactly a loner either. He saw tonight as an opportunity to get to know Charlie better. The thought of what they could get into made his heart jump with anticipation. 

Fifteen minutes later they pulled up to a ranch style home. There were already several cars in the driveway so Paul parked on the street. As they emerged from the car, the sound of people talking and loud music could be heard. 

Thankfully, the closest neighbors were about a mile away on either side. 

"Are you ready?" Charlie asked. 

Gavril nodded. "Yeah. Let's have some fun." She grabbed his arm and they fell in step together, her arms clutching his. He liked having her close. 

Mimi studied them, her blue eyes twinkling but didn't say a word. Something was definitely going to happen with them tonight. 

They walked up the gravel path to the house. As they stepped inside the sounds of Sleigh Bells "Riot Rhythm" ripped through the sound system. 

There were plenty of people milling around, sipping from the standard red plastic party cups. It was a typical college party, but Gavril didn't mind; he was looking for a little mindless fun. 

Charlie turned to Gavril. "Let's go get something to drink" she shouted above the noise. Grabbing his hand, she walked down a hallway that hopefully led to the kitchen. 

They hit pay dirt at the end of the hall, which opened up to a fairly large kitchen. There was a giant clear container filled with something that was no doubt jungle juice. 

She filled two cups and handed him one. "Down the hatch," she said, tipping the cup back. It was surprisingly pleasant, the punch and alcohol mixing just right to produce a sweet burn that was effective. Gavril winced. 

"I'm not used to drinking such sweet shit."

"What, you graduated college and suddenly you're too good for jungle juice?" she said playfully. 

"I never liked the shit, even when I was in college. I prefer the alcohol without all the sugar." 

"Oh poor baby, having to suffer through the cheerleader punch." 

"Charlie! Hey! I'm so glad you could make it!" 

Charlie glanced up as Topher stumbled into the kitchen. 

"Hey Toph," she said with a grin. "Glad you invited me. Oh wait..." 

Topher chuckled as he refilled his cup with jungle juice. "I'm sorry babe. I thought you were out of town. Change of plans?"

Charlie nodded. "Something like that. Hey, this is Katia's brother Gavril. I hope you don't mind that I dragged him with me. He's crashing at the house for the week."

Topher shook his head, his warm brown eyes shining from the alcohol. "Nah, it's cool." He extended his hand in greeting for Gavril. "Nice to meet you, my dude."

"Likewise." Gavril gripped the younger man's hand in a firm handshake. 

"Nice accent," Topher remarked. "Russian?"

"Da," Gavril replied. 

"Wait a sec, your last name isn't Denisov is it?"

"Yes it is."

Topher's eyes widened. "Dude, you know my brother. Nick Raynor."

Gavril smiled. "Nick is your brother? He's a good guy." He turned to Charlie, who was watching the interaction with curious eyes. "Nick and I were on the hockey team together."

Charlie shot Topher a look. "Your brother was on the hockey team?" 

"What, a black guy can't play hockey? It can happen, you know." Topher and Gavril chuckled. 

"Man, wait until I tell Nick I saw you. Matter of fact, he should be here soon. I take it you're in town for the Terrific Tigers banquet?" 

Gavril nodded. "Unfortunately." 

Topher grinned, his dark skin shining under the bright lights in the kitchen. "Nick said the same damn thing. You know he's trying to go pro."

"I heard something like that. Tell him I said good luck."

"Tell him yourself," Topher replied. Tipping his cup back, he drained the rest of the jungle juice. "He just got here. Yo, Nick! Look who's here!"

Charlie's eyes widened as a carbon copy of Topher stepped into the kitchen. Nick Raynor was the epitome of tall, dark, and handsome. Like his brother he was a rich cocoa color. 

They both had dark brown eyes and close-cropped black hair, but where Topher was tall and skinny, Nick sported some serious muscle. He was built like a typical hockey player. When he smiled at Gavril, Charlie nearly swooned. He was ridiculously good looking. 

"Oh shit, look who it is!" Nick exclaimed. He threw an arm around Gavril's shoulders before pounding fists. "What's up Mishka? It's been a minute, man."

Gavril smiled at his former teammate. "Hey grandpa. You're still hanging around these college kids?"

"Well you know I always have to keep track of the talent on campus." Nick's gaze fell to Charlie, who was watching the men's interaction with amusement. "Hey beautiful." 

Charlie burst out laughing while Topher shoved his brother playfully. "Yo leave my girl alone, man." 

"Oh word? That's how it is, little brother? Is this you?" Nick reached out and tilted his brother's glasses. 

Topher adjusted his askew black frames. "Nah. Charlie's just a friend. We work together at The Attic."

Nick smiled. "Oh okay. Well hey, Ms. Charlie. I'm Nick and it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Likewise," Charlie said, her smile genuine. 

"What did you just call Gavril? Mishka?" 

"It is Russian for 'bear'" said Gavril. 

"Right. We gave him the name back in the day. My man was a fucking beast on the ice. Had all our opponents all shook up."

"You were pretty nice yourself," Gavril remarked. 

"True, true. But I wasn't captain like you. So where are you staying in town?"

"At the old house," he replied. "With Charlie."

Nick's brown eyes widened as he glanced from 

Charlie to Gavril. "Oh...I see how it is. Say no more, brother. Well come with me. Since you're here you can partake in it too." Nick turned to the fridge and pulled out a large bottle from the freezer. "I know you aren't satisfied drinking that cheerleader shit. No offense," he said to his brother. 

"Fuck you, it gets the job done." Topher turned to Charlie. "Refill?" 

"Please," she said, handing him her cup. Charlie watched as Nick set out four shot glasses on the black granite countertop. "What the hell is that?" she asked as he filled each shot glass with the clear liquid. 

"This? This will put hair on your chest, sweetheart. Mishka here put me on to it, back when we were but young grasshoppers." Grinning, he held out a shot glass to Charlie. "Pure Russian vodka," Nick said. 

Gavril chuckled. "Now this is what I'm talking about. None of that other dreck."

"Well excuse the hell out of me, Mishka" Charlie said sarcastically. "I'm sorry if my drinking choices are too pedantic for your palette." 

A knowing smirk crossed his grizzly features. 

"You are so sexy when you're sarcastic," he replied jokingly. 

Charlie rolled her eyes, despite the smile beginning to form. "Stop trying to flirt with me." She took her now-filled cup back from Topher. 

Nick watched their small exchange with a knowing grin, but didn't say anything more than "alright, let's do this." He handed a glass to Topher and Gavril before raising his own. "Cheers!" he said excitedly.

Everyone clinked glasses, tapped them on the counter once and tipped them back simultaneously. Charlie felt the smooth burn of the vodka slide 

down her throat and she sputtered slightly. 

"Jesus!" she exclaimed, her voice slightly hoarse. "That was fucking strong." 

"I'll say," Topher gasped out. He coughed before taking a huge gulp of jungle juice. Charlie did the same, finding that the sweetness of the juice alleviated some of the burn for her. 

Gavril did the shot easily, banging down the glass. It felt fucking awesome. It'd been a while since he did shots. He felt as if he were right back in college. The vodka moved quickly through his system, spreading like wildfire in his veins. He growled lightly. 

"Goddamn that was good!" Nick said, beating his chest. "Makes you feel like a man!" 

Charlie rolled her eyes. "Okay, that's enough for me. You two have fun in here, beating your chests and being cavemen." She turned to Topher. "Let's go dance!" 

"Absolutely!" He grabbed her hand and took off for the living room. 

As Gavril lined up another round for Nick and himself, his friend turned an inquisitive eye his way. "I see you, my dude." 

"What are you talking about?" he asked. 

Nick sucked his teeth. "Don't play dumb with me, Mishka. You're feeling her, aren't you?"

"Her who?" He handed one of the shots to Nick. 

"Charlie."

"Oh. Is it that obvious?"

Nick grinned. "Motherfucker, are you serious? If Topher and I weren't here, you would've probably had her spread out all over this counter." 

Gavril's mind went rampant with that image before he shot his friend a look. "Maybe; I like her. She's cute and fun to be around. She's Katia's best friend though."

"Word? Seems like a tough spot to be in. But if she's cool with it, I'd say go for it. It's not like your sister has to know. She's single, you're single. Do the damn thing." 

"I hear you, moi drug (my friend)". Nick was right; it was time to act on what they were both obviously feeling. 

"Alright. Let's toast to both of us getting it in tonight." Nick said with a wink. 

Gavril winced at his crude expression but chuckled at him nonetheless. "Let's do this." 

They both downed the shots clean. 

He didn't know how many shots he'd done, but by the time he and Nick emerged from the kitchen, it seemed like the house was even more crowded. They pushed through the throngs of people and by the time he reached the sitting room, he'd lost Nick. He spotted Mimi and Paul on a couch, talking to a group of people. Grabbing a beer from a large bucket in the corner he waved to them. 

Mimi looked up from her conversation. "Having a nice time?" 

"So far, it is not bad" he said with a shrug. 

"Have you seen Charlie?" 

"No," Mimi replied with a shake of her head. "The last time I saw her was like twenty minutes ago. She was dancing with Topher. I think they mentioned something about playing a game." Mimi glanced behind him. "Speak of the devil. Here they come." 

Charlie and Topher pranced into the room. Gavril immediately zeroed in on their clasped hands. What was that all about? 

"Hey guys!" she said brightly. Her light brown eyes were shiny and there was a slight flush under her creamy dark cheeks. She was more than likely a little buzzed. Her gaze fell to Gavril and she bit her lip. "Hey Gav. Are you enjoying yourself?" 

"I'm good. You two seem cozy." 

Charlie stifled a giggle. "Jealous, Mishka?"

Gavril bit back a groan. There was something about the way Mishka rolled off her tongue that drove him a little crazy. Still, he was determined to play it cool. "Intrigued, to be honest." 

"Alright people, we're getting a game of Spin the Bottle going if anyone's interested!" Topher drunkenly shouted to the room. "Shut the fuck up!" he said, amidst the groans. 

"What, y'all too grown now? We're doing it down in the rec room. Single people only. We ain't trying to break up happy homes in this bitch tonight!" 

Mimi chuckled. "Guess that leaves out me and Paul. But we'll come and hang out any way." 

They got up and headed down with Topher. Charlie eyed Gavril. "Are you coming?" she asked. 

He stepped to her, his body mere centimeters away. "Why, you want me?" he whispered, his voice a tantalizingly low rumble in her ear. 

Charlie could smell the fresh scent of his cologne mixed with the vodka he drank earlier. 

She shivered as his words made her throb all over. With a grin, she traced a single finger along his jawline, feeling the surprisingly soft hairs of his beard. 

"That's a loaded question, Russian. You sure you can handle the answer?" 

Gavril reached out, curling his arm around her waist, pulling her close. Charlie moaned softly when she felt something hard pressed against her. 

"Mmm," he hummed quietly, his hardness grinding slowly into her. "I think I can handle it just fine." There was a dark gleam in his hazel eyes and it spoke volumes, luring Charlie with promises of all the naughty things this man was capable of. 

Maybe it was the alcohol, but Charlie found herself thoroughly soaked from his words. She was throwing pretense out the window. Sorry Katia, 

but I am SO gonna destroy your brother tonight. 

"Let's go, Gav" she husked. Sliding out of his grasp, she headed for the stairs with Gavril on her heels. 

When they got downstairs, there were a good number of people already there. Topher's drunk ass was trying to organize everyone into a boy-girl-boy-girl formation. Finally everyone who wanted to participate was seated and Topher produced an empty handle of whiskey to serve as the official bottle. 

"Okay dudes here's the rules: Everyone takes a turn and spins the bottle. First round, you give the person a nice little peck. Second round, you add some tongue. Third round, you get two minutes in that closet behind me. Two minutes to do whatever you want. But please no questionable fluids on the floor. That's where I hide my Christmas presents." 

There was a smattering of chuckles at his joke. Topher grinned. "Everyone clear? Let's do this!" Topher spun the bottle, and it landed on a cute little blonde girl. She hopped up, kissing him eagerly before stumbling drunkenly back to her place on the floor. 

As it got closer to her turn, Charlie couldn't help the butterflies in her stomach. Gavril was sitting opposite of her. She knew it was just a silly game but a small part of her was hoping to get a little something from him. The forehead kiss wasn't enough. And if that shit he pulled upstairs was any indication, he was definitely willing to give a little more. 

"Ay yo, snap out of it girl! It's your turn." Charlie looked up to see Topher grinning at her. 

"Spin the bottle, Charlie." 

Charlie did as she was told. Round and round the bottle went until it finally landed. Oh fuck, she thought as the bottle stopped right in front of Dale. Of course. The circle let out a chuckle as she looked up at Dale, who was trying not to blush. As if shit wasn't already awkward between the two of them. 

It wasn't that Dale was unattractive. He was extremely cute. With his golden brown skin, dark hair, and warm brown eyes the color of rich coffee, he was swoon-worthy. He was tall and gangly, with a nose that would have been hawkish on anyone else but suited him just fine. Dale was a great practical joker, a little awkward when drinking, but overall an absolute sweetheart. 

He reminded Charlie of Dev Patel, the actor from Skins, except a lot less nerdy. There was just no spark between them, and for that Charlie always felt a little guilty. 

Everyone knew about Dale's crush on her. She tried to avoid it (if you didn't count that one time they made out a little after too much wine) in order to keep him from getting his hopes up, but of course fate had other plans. 




The Long Weekend



My wife and I have decided to share our story. While she will proof each chapter before I submit it she has left me to tell it from my perspective.

Chapter 1

I will begin last summer. After much talk and planning we drove from our home in the north of England, south to Bristol.

It was a beautiful evening we travelled into. The sun fell over the Welsh hills, stretching shadows across the motorway. For a Friday rush hour the traffic seemed relaxed. It was if the world taking an unhurried breath, enjoying the beauty of evening and the promise of the weekend to come.

I didn't rush the drive, leaving my left hand on Amy's thigh as I steered. She mirrored the contact, occasionally stroking her fingers over my crotch; an unnecessary reminder of the sexual anticipation that filled the car.

Almost dreamily the city welcomed us. We could sense the build of good feeling and excitement that a warm, summer evening can bring. 

We checked into the hotel holding hands and kissed passionately once we were in our room. I fixed Amy a cold glass of white wine and took a lager for myself out of our cool bag. 

Our balcony overlooked the docks - a joining of old and new. As the light died the rejuvenated area was coming to life. Noise from people relaxing and enjoying the evening was building beneath us.

There was only an hour until we had to meet Ben. Amy said she was going to take a shower. I watched her undress, both of us aware of the lust that the sight of her body created in me. I went back to the window and watched people passing below me. The coloured lights of numerous bars reflected all around the edge of the water.

Amy came out of the bathroom. I went over and kissed her. I could feel her nerves in her kiss. As always I was tantalised by the beauty of her breasts and I wondered whether Ben would be getting this view of her later in the evening. 

I had fantasied about this event for years and there was a feeling of disbelief that this may be the night that my fantasy was realised. While she sat on the bed I towelled her back and kissed her neck. She drank wine rather quickly and dried her hair. We hardly spoke, occasionally kissing.

Amy put on the new underwear she had bought the previous weekend and pulled on a crimson dress which worked nicely around her tall figure.

Simultaneous waves of pride and doubt rose in me. We left the hotel. The bar we had arranged to meet Ben in was only a short walk. Amy gripped my hand hard.

"Nervous?" I asked.

"Just a bit," she laughed.

"Don't be. You look beautiful," I told her for about the fourth time.

"And nothing has to happen if you don't want it too," I added, almost wishing nothing to happen since I loved her so much and was now experiencing a doubt that this was really what I wanted.

Amy squeezed my hand. "I know."

We entered the bar and Amy spotted Ben straight away. Although I had seen photos of him it felt like a gut punch to see him for real. He was tall and slim with broad shoulders and a welcoming smile. He gave off an air of relaxed friendliness and I couldn't help but like him. It was the first time that Amy had seen him in over a decade but it didn't look like it. They exchanged easy kisses on their cheeks and Amy turned to introduce me.

Ben's handshake felt genuine as he said,"Great to meet you, Pete."

"Great to meet you too, Ben," I replied. "Amy's always talking about you."

"Well I've heard a lot about you too. Sit down and let me get you guys a drink."

"No, I'll get them," I said, not letting him past. "You two need to catch up!"

When I got to the bar I felt a sweat all over my body. This was really happening! I looked over at them. They looked great together, incredibly relaxed considering that the only contact they had had in years was by text or Facebook. Again I experienced the dual emotions of excitement and fear. 

Ben had chosen a good bar to meet; busy but not crowded. I glanced around. The customers were a real mix of ages although the place had a youthful energy. Amy was easily the best looking woman of her age in the building. I observed Ben looking at her as Amy put her head back and laughed at something he said. It was clear he made the same judgement. I felt another shot of pride.

I re-joined them with a tray of drinks. The plan had been for me to stay as long as it took both Amy and I to feel she was safe with Ben but any doubt either of us might have had been dispelled before I even got back to them. I quizzed Ben a little about his work as a photographer and his climbing. His answers were polite but humble. I liked it that he didn't want to talk much about himself. I decided against trying to change the conversation to their past, about how they met.

It was a story I had made Amy tell me dozens of times. They had still been teenagers when they both took jobs at a summer camp in Spain. They each taught watersports to holidaying kids there during the day, but the evenings sounded like endless hedonist parties of alcohol, spliffs and sex. Amy and Ben had soon paired up, spending every drunken night together having carefree sex in Ben's tent. Amy was proud of the fact that their co-workers would applaud them when they had finished, having been listening to their efforts from their own tents.

All this was nearly 20 years ago. They had kept in touch and met up a few times in the years immediately following their return to England, but that sexed up summer formed the basis of their history together. 

We were all a little nervous and drinking quickly. Ben offered to get another round of drinks in but I took the chance to make my leave. 

"I've got to be going," I lied. "It's great to meet you, Ben!"

I looked into his eyes. "I hope you have a very special evening," I told him while I shook his hand.

"Thanks," he laughed, a little uncomfortably.

Amy stood up and smiled at me a little nervously.

"Ok?" I asked.

"Yes!" she grinned. "I'll text you."

"Do," I almost pleaded.

"Don't rush back!" I told her loud enough for Ben to hear.

My heart scampered about in my chest as I walked away.

I found a table by the dockside and ordered more beer while I watched the city engage the night. In my head I went over the conversation with Ben a dozen times. Had I made it clear enough that I didn't want to stand in the way of however far he and Amy wanted to take things? Surely I had.

Amy had told him this much in their text messaging. I recalled the critical conversation she had shown me on her phone.

She had mentioned that we planned to come down to Bristol and suggested that it would be good to meet up. Ben had been keen. He had said that it would be nice to meet me. 

"Sure," Amy had replied, "but it would be great to spend some time with just you."

"Won't Pete mind?" he had asked.

"Quite the opposite! He is always encouraging me to meet up with old flames."

When Ben had not responded. She added, "It's a fantasy of his."

"Wow, ok!" Ben replied.

"It would be lovely to catch up," Amy added.

"Yeah, I'd love that."

So there had remained some ambiguity about this meeting. There was no commitment by any of us, except perhaps from me to leave them to it. So many times Amy and I had fantasied about her going to bed with him, either with or without me present. At first Amy had been reluctant to engage in my fantasies but increasingly she would get hugely turned on when we played my game and I told her to imagine it was Ben's cock that she sucked, that fucked her and that came wherever he chose to. After months of fantasy, uncountable recantations of every memory Amy had of their sex together, she finally agreed she would consider it for real. And now that door I had been pushing against had swung wide open and I realised I couldn't shut it if I wanted to. I shivered and wondered what I had done.

My phone buzzed and I had snatched it before it stopped vibrating.

Going to eat X

My fingers fumbled a reply.

How is it going? X

Good. Are you ok?

Yes. Drinkin by the water

See you later. Love you X

Love you 

I typed, shaking and not sure how things were going to develop or even how I wanted them to develop.

The natural light dimmed and this seemed to increase the volume around me. Soon the whole dockside was a swarming buzz of young people screaming, shouting and laughing. It was impossible to sit alone at my table and I felt uncomfortable amidst a population that was becoming more youthful with time. 

I returned to hotel, ordering a sandwich to be delivered to our room although I had no sense of hunger. The whole of my insides were an empty cavern that was set to implode. I tore open another beer and sat with my feet on the balcony watching the movement below. I made sure the volume on my phone was set to 'loud' but still checked it every few minutes. Muffled by the happy screams of those below me, a clock chimed ten from somewhere in the city behind me.

There was a knock at my door and for a moment I thought it must be Amy but of course it was only room service with my sandwich. I took a bite but could not eat. Instead I watched the silhouettes of Victorian rooftops and church spires manifest boldly on the skyline. The moon rose and rolled out a shaky sheet across the water.

I sat imagining what may be to follow. Amy was a wonderful lover, brilliant at using her mouth to serve my cock, balls and arse. I was sure that Ben remembered very clearly the pleasure that Amy had given him that summer in Spain.

So many times we had played the out the fantasy of their lovemaking being reinvigorated. Knowing the elation that Ben would get if they went to bed together created a pleasurable glow in my head. Even now I did not fully understand my own desire for this to happen. If Amy cheated on me I knew I would be devastated and not turned on at all. But the idea that she would give her body to another man in order to please me was not only a huge turn on but felt like an act of love. For my fantasy to work I needed her to enjoy it. Her willingness to have sex with another man was an essential ingredient. If she felt pushed into it then I didn't want it to happen.

We had talked this over many times in the last couple of months. She got so turned on when we fantasied about Ben fucking her that we both accepted that she wanted it. She remembered how good he was at eating her pussy. It was this thought that I used to ignite her lust in our fantasising. It never took long for her pussy to moisten when I made her describe how he would put his head between her legs and give her pleasure. 

Would that happen tonight?

The clock chimed another hour. Then my phone buzzed and danced on my lap.

Going back to Bens

My heart twisted like a spinning coin. This was it! It was really happening. But how to reply?

I typed:

Am SO horny!

and pressed send.



The Long Weekend



Their eyes met as he stepped off the airplane and into the airport terminal. She quickly greeted him with a small kiss and a smile. After weeks and months of corresponding via e-mail, could they really be meeting for the first time? Her husband was away for the week on business, and was unaware that he had planned to fly in for a long weekend. And now, the moment had finally arrived. 

The very first thing she noticed about him was his deep blue eyes. With his almost boyish good looks, he definitely looked younger than she expected. As they walked through the concourse to the baggage claim and then to the car, they engaged in polite small talk. However, he couldn't stop thinking about how incredible she looked. He had seen photographs of her previously – very intimate pictures – but looking into her eyes for the first time was an entirely different experience. She had long, soft, brown hair, baby blue eyes, and a big smile. She was tall, with long legs that seemed to go on forever . . . accentuated further by her short black mini-skirt. She also had a tight little ass and perky little breasts, hidden nicely by the tight red sweater she was wearing.

As they reached the car, he politely opened her car door and winked at her, saying, "My mom always raised me to be a gentlemen." He couldn't help but notice her long sexy legs as she slid into her seat behind the steering wheel. Her skirt had slipped higher up, exposing more of her thighs. He quickly moved to the other side of the car and jumped into the passenger seat. As they drove home, they both secretly stole glances at the other, liking what they saw.

"Are you hungry?" she asked him.

"I'm starved! They didn't feed us on the airplane."

"Good," she simply replied and giggled to herself. 

A few moments later, she reached over and placed her hand on his leg, and began lightly stroking his thigh. Her hand slowly crept higher until she was sure she could feel his hardness hidden beneath his khaki pants. She teasingly gave a little squeeze and realized the effect she was having when she heard a sudden sharp in-take of his breath. As they pulled into the driveway, she told him about the romantic candlelight dinner she had prepared. "But that can wait," she softly whispered into his ear. "For right now . . . let's just fuck!"

That was music to his ears, and it wasn't long before they were inside the front door and stripping each other's clothes off. He pulled her sweater off over her head, while she slowly slipped her skirt down to the floor, revealing her black lace bra and panties from Victoria's Secret. Her growing excitement was obvious by her nipples peeking through the material of her lace bra, as well as the growing wetness in her panties. She reached down and unzipped his pants, and with one quick motion slid his pants and boxer shorts down around his ankles. His hard cock sprang free, exposed to the cool air. She quickly fell to her knees and kissed the head of his throbbing cock. Teasing him at first, it wasn't long before she was taking him onto her warm mouth. Slowly, almost agonizingly, she began to nurse his swollen member with her lips and tongue. She has done this before, he simply thought and chuckled to himself, as her head continued to bob up and down on his rock hard cock. Realizing that he wouldn't last long if she continued giving him oral pleasure, he withdrew momentarily from her greedy lips and suggested that they move things to the bedroom. That was all the encouragement she needed.

By the time they reached the bedroom, she had already removed her bra, exposing her perky little breasts to him. Her nipples were already swollen and begging for attention. As he laid her down on the bed, he slowly began kissing down her neck until he reached her firm breasts. He teased her with the tip of his tongue, finally drawing her nipple between his lips and sucking gently. He gently tugged on her other nipple with his fingers and then also began to lick, nibble, and bite that one as well. 

Next, he began to plant small baby kisses down across her flat stomach to the top of her black lace panties. Reaching up, he slipped his fingers underneath the waistband of her panties and slowly began to slide them down, over hips her hips, past here knees, and all the way off. By now, her excitement had grown so much that she was soaking wet with anticipation, and when the cool air hit her wet little pussy, is sent shivers up and down her body. He began kissing back up her legs . . . slowly at first. Her legs spread apart slightly, giving him more access. He traced the tip of his tongue along her smooth skin, up her inner thigh, inching closer and closer to his destination. 

He was teasing her and she was eating it up. He kissed the soft spot between her upper thigh and her pussy, causing her to jump a little. He knew what she wanted . . . but he intended to hold off for as long as possible. He blew lightly on her wet opening, sending more chills up and down her body. She began to moan softly and begged him, "Please, lick my pussy!" He teased her a little longer . . . than finally let just the tip of his tongue run along her wet slit, tasting her for the first time. She immediately exploded with her first orgasm . . . one that had building since he first stepped off the airplane.

He went to work on her pussy . . . licking her wet slit again, parting her swollen pussy lips with his fingers, and flicking her swollen clit with the tip of his tongue. This caused her to jump again and her hips began to move involuntarily; her clit peeking out and begging for more attention. She moaned again, "God, that feels so good! Please don't stop." He had no intention of stopping . . . in fact, he would be satisfied to lick her sweet pussy all weekend long. His tongue slid lower, darting in and out of her opening. And then he went beck to sucking gently on her swollen clit . . . biting it, licking it, nibbling on it. Her juices began to flow freely down her thighs as she approached her second orgasm of the night. Finally, he slid his tongue inside of her and she exploded again with screams of ecstasy. 

After allowing her to catch her breath for a moment, he crawled up her body and kissed her softly on the lips. She could taste her own wetness on his tongue and it turned her on even more. His tongue felt so soft as it explored her mouth. He began to kiss her neck and then nibbled on her ears . . . he had found her weakness. She moaned again as he continued to tease her more. "I want you so much!" she whispered softly in his ear, "Please take me now."

He was more than ready to give her what she wanted. His throbbing cock was aching to be inside of her. He was surprised when she rolled over onto her stomach and then moved to a position on her hands and knees. Her cute little ass was sticking up in the air and she was teasing him now. "I want you to take me from behind," she said and smiled mischievously at him.

He moved behind her, into a kneeling position, and placed his hands on her hips. Pulling her to him, he touched the head of his rock hard cock to her swollen pussy lips. "Is this what you want?" he asked her. "Oh God, yes!" was all she could say in response. It was his turn to tease her again . . . as he began to rub the tip of his hard cock up and down her wet slit. 

"Are you ready for me?" he asked. 

She nodded her head in consent. 

"Tell me what you want, baby."

"I want you to fuck me," she replied.

He teased her some more.

"Oh, God," she moaned, "PLEASE FUCK ME!"

He pushed his hard cock inside of her . . . inch by inch, until he filled her completely. She had the tightest pussy he had ever felt and he wanted this feeling to last forever. He began to stroke her slowly at first . . . in and out, in and out. She pushed back with her hips to match his rhythm, and soon he was thrusting deep inside of her. His pace quickened and soon he was pounding his hard cock deep inside her tight little cunt. He reached around and grabbed her firm breasts while he fucked her from behind. Passion and lust filled the room. Finally, with one last deep thrust he began to fill her pussy with his hot cum. She cried out in pleasure as she also reached her third orgasm of the evening. Together, they collapsed on the bed . . . both out of breath, but completely satisfied.

"That was incredible," she said as she smiled at him.

"Yes, it was," he agreed, and then he kissed her softly on the lips.

The long weekend was only beginning, but it already looked promising . . .



The Long Weekend



While my attraction to women is strong, bordering on extreme, I've come to acknowledge, mostly thanks to the age of the www, that I am definitely bi-curious. I had one experience in my youth where I was the object of some uninvited touching. It was nowhere near what I've written in this story, but it's something I've come back to again and again as being the possible source, or at least a dormant seed, of my curiosity. Anyway, while this is 99% fiction, it is what might have been. I'm particularly interested if other lifelong hetero men have been through something similar and have some of the same remnant curiosities surfacing later on. 

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While you considered yourself a grownup, now that you were mostly away at college, you had to admit you still looked forward to doing the holiday weekends with Dad out at the hunting camp. This trip, Dad had once again brought one of the guys from his office to the camp as sort of a perk for their good effort, etc., etc. That wasn't unusual, but this particular time it seemed a little odd to you, since Larry wasn't known as one of the outdoors types at the office. In fact, you had overheard at times Larry being the object of some unkind humor about his being decidedly NOT the outdoors type. But, Dad had mentioned how much the guy kept hinting about wanting to try the outdoors experience. So, Dad had finally given in and invited Larry along on one of the trips. 

The arrival was uneventful. You and Dad gave Larry the 5-cent tour of the area and returned just in time to set up for the evening. It occurred to you that the layout of the small travel trailer would no doubt require you and Larry to share the small convertible bed in the "living room". Dad always claimed sole lordship over the only real bedroom at the other end of the trailer. Oh well, even though you didn't know Larry that well, you had bunked that way with other friends, family members and assorted pets, so it wasn't that big a deal. 

You did the usual routine, sitting around staring alternately at the campfire and at the milky-way galaxy until you could barely get inside before falling sound asleep. Ordinarily, you could sleep through like the dead when you were up here away from all the troubles of the world. Little did you know what was in store for you this particular evening. 

You felt yourself coming up from a deep sleep and sort of felt like something was touching your rear end. You sort of brushed and rolled, then fell back into the void without thinking consciously about what it was. Some kind of curiosity must have remained, however, because later, when something seemed to wake you again, you came to with the thought of just lying still until you could observe what was going on. Then, if it was the family dog rooting around in the bed you could maybe toss him out without waking up your guest and especially your Dad. 

You were quite startled when you became lucid at just the same time that you realized what had awakened you was a "cupping" pressure on your "privates". This was such a foreign and unexpected feeling that you just froze rigid on the spot in a state of panic. As you began to collect your wits you realized the source of the pressure had to be Larry, whom you could hear breathing rather strongly right next to you in the tiny bed. 

As you struggled within this panicked state to think of what to do, you began to realize simultaneously that you had a boner and that the slight squeezing pressure felt really, really good. No one beside you had ever touched "the boys" before, so the sensation of another person stimulating you there was obviously turning your body on quite effectively, even if you were only now beginning to realize the implications of a guy doing it. 

Larry must have realized you were awake. The fact that you hadn't breathed for what seemed like minutes was enough of a clue, but on top of that you could tell that, as the thought of what was happening became clear to you, your erection had become the best "diamond-cutter" you had ever experienced. Since you hadn't immediately run screaming from the bed, Larry was emboldened enough to begin to alternate the pressure, sort of gently squeezing your whole package then letting go. You were so fried emotionally at this point that you just lay there and took it all in. The budding young girls in your school really did turn you on tremendously. Your minor successes thus far had turned you on just as much as this, but you never, ever expected you could feel this way from a guy doing something to you. You realized next that you didn't feel toward Larry the same as you did your favorite dream-boats at school, but, damn, this was without a doubt turning you on physically and just as much as anything ever had. 

Just as you began to accept that this was a turn-on for you, Larry slowly slid his hand up to the waist-band of your briefs. He stroked his fingertips back and forth along the edge of the elastic, beginning to insert them under the edge more and more with each stroke. You were getting more and more excited by the sense of anticipation this created, when his fingertips actually brushed across the root of your penis. You almost exploded right then. Larry appeared to know exactly what you were feeling at every moment because he hesitated with his fingers spread out in the Vulcan salute, caressing your pelvis on either side of your penis, while you caught your breath. 

After you had recovered slightly, Larry rather suddenly slid his hand down over your whole package, much like he had when you first awakened, only this time it was skin-to-skin! Once again you felt like you were losing it, but then Larry squeezed the head of your penis and that somehow stopped the sensation. You were amazed at how much he was able to stimulate, yet control what you were feeling. You were thinking this was going to finally be some twisted answer Fate had provided to your prayers for a hand job, though in no way like you had envisioned it, when you felt Larry sit up in the bed and pull your briefs down out of the way with his free hand. You expected he was getting a better angle for stroking you to the grand finale. 

In fact, what Larry did was to lift your penis and at the same time lean over engulfing you in his warm, wet mouth. Sweet Mary! You had never, in all your solo manipulations, felt anything remotely like this. Almost immediately, as Larry suckled forcefully and moved his mouth up and down your shaft, you exploded like you never had before. You just kept coming and coming. You were feeling embarrassed that you had come in Larry's mouth like that, but then you realized he was just sucking you harder and deeper as if that was exactly what he wanted all along. 

As things subsided and you were lying there trying to fathom everything that had just happened, Larry sort of licked you up and tucked you back in your briefs. You were trying to think of what to say or do when Larry just patted you on the cheek, whispered good night, and rolled over like nothing had ever happened. You were left there to think about the ramifications of everything that had just happened, and, perhaps more importantly, what the rest of the long weekend would bring.



The Long Weekend



"Okay, here's the plan," Patty said. We'd been sitting in TGIFridays since work finished for the day chowing down on appetizers and smoothies. I guess it was more of a summit than a meeting. We didn't all work at the same place - Patty and Casey worked for an insurance company, and I worked across town in a dental lab - but our husbands all knew each other. Even though we'd all become friendly, our husbands were the reason for this particular meeting.

Casey's husband works in IT and he was forever buying gadgets. Well, his ongoing project was to wire the whole house up to a central computer so that it would do anything - turn on the lights from work, make your breakfast, yadda yadda. The offshoot of this being that since he had acquired such massive computing power it was also perfectly suited to host a LAN party - not that I speak the language, but I'd been hearing about it for weeks. To our husbands it was all gee whizz, but to the three of us it was just a total geek-fest. Not that we mind what our boys do - it's far more desirable than getting sloshed every weekend and coming home drunk. No, our husbands were simply big kids with disposable incomes and a whole marketplace replete with built-in obsolescence. Being the sophisticated ladies that we are (!) we decided that the boys could have the basement of Casey's house for the whole weekend and we'd - well, we'd do something less nerdy.

"You finally found something you want to do?" Casey said. We'd been mulling it over for the best part of two hours.

"Let's fly up to Minneapolis and go to the Mall of America," Patty said, with a smile that positively radiated with an ain't-I-smart glow. Patty was every bit as childish as her husband, Tim, a writer for one of the two local newspapers. Well, childish isn't really the word, I guess, but they sure liked to goof around.

"I already suggested that!" Casey said.

"You said drive up. That's a seven hour drive. You think I want to be stuck in a car with you for seven hours?" Patty said.

"Eat me, Bitch," Casey replied and chugged down her smoothie.

"Not that I agree with Patty - you know about being stuck in a car with either of you - but flying up there would be cool," I said. "Yeah, that's a really good idea."

"Yeah, and Orbitz has the best deals. That's where I got the - "

"Tickets to San Francisco," Casey and I both said. 

"Well screw you guys," Patty said. "So what d'you think?"

"Hell yeah!" Casey said.

"I'm in," I said. So, after that, we realized that it was going on 7:30, and it would probably be a good idea to be getting back. I left already excited by the trip. I'd never been to Minneapolis before, and I love malls, so this was perfect. I wondered why I hadn't been the one to think of it.

Getting Fred to agree with it was a snap. When I mentioned it during supper he was all for it. "Sure, go for it," he said. "You won't see me for two days anyway. We'll all be locked in Tim's basement and the only thing you'll hear will be the screams of dying Jedi."

"And you'll smell like last week's laundry too," I smiled. "Another good reason for me not to be here."

"You guys have fun," he said. "I know I'm gonna."

"If I'd have known you were this much of a geek before I married you - " I started.

"You'd still have married me."

"Yeah," I smiled back at him. "I probably would have."

A week later, we flew from Midway to Minneapolis, just the three of us as planned. It was a short flight, but Casey still managed to nod off, and she was a bear to wake up when we landed. After getting our baggage, she was fine, but almost had a heart attack when the cabbie charged us $15 for the five minute ride to the hotel. We almost had to drag her into the hotel, kicking and screaming. 

We checked in, and went straight to the room. Since there were only three of us, we thought it was a neat idea to get a suite. It had a king-size bed in the bedroom and a big fold out couch in the living room, and best of all, a huge jacuzzi in the master bathroom. "This rocks," Patty said. All in all, the $200 plus spending money wasn't a bad deal at all.

Casey flopped on the bed, and I said, "Okay, what's the arrangements? Who snores?"

"Casey," Patty said. Casey threw a pillow at her.

"Patty, you got the room, so you can take have first dibs on the bed. Do eenie meenie minie mo with us."

Patty whittled it down to Casey, leaving me with the couch. "Fine," I said. "You can have Casey. I didn't want to sleep with you anyway."

"Oh, you did too," Casey said. We laughed.

Actually, we laughed a whole lot that weekend. We found that other than the Mall of America, the Twin Cities is just as dull as any other city not called New York, but it was cool being in a different place regardless. We spent Friday night at the mall checking out the stores, then had a few drinks at one of the bars on the top floor, then took off back to the hotel for the night. I slept like a rock.

The next day, we scored Twin tickets and went to the Metrodome in the afternoon, then went right back to the mall again to pick up some of the stuff we'd looked at the day before. We were pretty much done by 10;30, and we had decided earlier in the afternoon that the jacuzzi was just too good to waste. We had a morning flight back to Chicago the next day and we didn't want to get snockered, which is what we probably would have done.

We got back to the room starving. We hadn't eaten since breakfast, other than a couple of ballpark hotdogs that afternoon. Casey began filling the jacuzzi while Patty and I debated supper. I wanted pizza, but Patty - notoriously fickle Patty - couldn't decide. "Call the front desk," Casey called out from the bathroom. See who delivers."

The front desk clerk gave me a few names - all pizza places - so after much hand wringing, Patty settled on a veggie lovers from Pizza Hut, which suited the rest of us just fine. We changed into our swimsuits, and broke open the case of wine we'd brought back, and climbed into the tub, collectively sighing.

"What d'you think the guys are doing right now?" Casey asked.

"Drinking, swearing, and grabbing their joysticks like crazy," I said. "You know - guy stuff."

"They are so geeky," Patty said while Casey poured the wine. "D'you know Tim has seen Lord of the Rings ten freakin times?"

"It's like genetic or something," Casey said. "Ray's dad's got this big ass train set in his basement. I mean this sucker takes up half the basement. He's been like building it forever."

"And Fred's dad builds model airplanes," I said. "You're right, Patty. It's got to be genetic."

"But!" Casey said, "They DO make decent money, so here's the first toast of the night: to big ass geeks." We toasted our dorky-but-loveable hubbies, and went on our way.

Somewhere along the line, I got lost in the conversation; Casey and Patty were talking shop, and I was absently flipping through channels and that Real Sex show was on HBO. The segment was on strippers. The one chick being interviewed didn't seem to have two brain cells to rub together. "I thought strippers were all college chicks working on phds," Patty said.

"Yeah, right," Casey said. "This chick is totally stupid. Listen to her. "And like I did this, and then I like did that.""

"She's pretty hot, though," Patty said.

"What?" Casey said. "You think she's hot?"

"Yeah," Patty said. "I'd do her."

"Whatever!" Casey said, and flicked water at Patty. Just then, someone knocked on the door. "Pizza's here," Casey said, and got up, reached for a towel. After she left to go get the food, I looked at Patty and said, "You really think she's hot?"

"Sure," she shrugged. "I'm bi."

"No way!" I said. "Are you really?"

"I haven't done it with another woman since college, but I'm attracted to women."

"Now that's a shocker," I said. "Does Tim know?"

"I've mentioned it, but we've never brought it up."

"I've experimented in college too, but that was it for me."

"Never thought of it since?" she asked.

"Not really."

"Too bad," Patty said, and gave me a lingering look. I could feel my nipples getting hard under the water, but I was suddenly embarrassed. When Casey burst into the room I was glad for the distraction. 

"Oh my God," she said. "I had this crazy idea."

"What? Where's the pizza?" I asked.

"I haven't got it yet. I looked out the spyhole, and it's a guy who delivered it."

"Well, go get it," Patty said. "We're starving."

"D'you dare me to answer the door naked?" she said. "That would be a total blast."

"So do it," I said. Casey took off her one-piece and primped her hair. She had a nice body, sort of bony, and she had small breasts, but she was well proportioned. Tight little butt.

"Well, damn it," Patty said, standing. "If you do it, I'll do it too." Patty was wearing a small two-piece, and she had huge tits. I mean, you're probably talking 36D here. Boy, when she whipped off that top it was an eyeful. I looked away, embarrassed. The pizza guy knocked the door harder.

"Just a minute!" Casey said, and looked at me. "Ok, Claire," she said. "You gotta do it too."

"I knew this was coming. Sure," I said, "Why not?" Patty watched me take off my bathing suit while Casey went to the door. "You guys ready?" she asked. "Go in the room."

I followed Patty into the living room, looking at her body. Her long blonde hair reached down to the small of her narrow back, pointing down at her behind. My nipples were swollen and rock hard, like little pebbles. I suddenly thought of the girl I'd been with in college. It had just been a couple of times, and then she dropped out of school and I never saw her again. She'd promised to keep in touch, but the letters dried up after three months, and I never heard from her again.

Patty turned to me and said, "Here, lay down on the rug and I'll pretend to massage your back."

"Okay," I said quietly. I lay face down, and Patty straddled me. Her hands pressed themselves on my lower back and she began to rub slowly. It felt heavenly. "D'you want to mess around after Casey goes to sleep," she asked me.

"Uh … I don't know about that," I said.

"You guys - " Casey said. "Here goes."

Casey opened the door and I heard her telling the guy to bring in the pizza. When she stepped aside and he saw us, his jaw dropped. It was the funniest thing I've ever seen. He had no idea what to do except try to pretend he saw this sort of thing all the time.

"Damn," Casey said. "I don't have enough for a tip, I'm sorry … " she pouted.

"Th - that's okay," the poor guy stuttered. I looked at his crotch. He had a rocket in there, that was for sure. Patty's hands rubbed my back in a circular motion, relaxing me. 

When the pizza guy had left, Casey cracked up and that made us laugh too. "Oh my God," she said. "Did you see the look on his face?"

"Seeing the look on your pizza delivery guy's face when he sees you naked - priceless," Patty said. She rolled off me and took the box into the room. We sat in a circle and ate casually. Not really talking by that point. I think it would probably have been a good time to put our suits back on, but we didn't.

"I didn't know you shaved," Casey said to Patty. "Isn't that itchy when it grows back?"

"I don't know," Patty replied. "I don't let it grow back."

"Does Tim like it?" I asked.

"He sure does. He likes to lick me right after I'm done shaving."

"Ever cut yourself down here?" Casey asked.

"I'm really careful. I wax my butthole too."

"No way," Casey gaped. She was totally in awe.

In reply, Patty turned around and got on all fours, stuck her butt in the air. I looked at her huge tits hanging down, swaying as she moved. I couldn't take it anymore. I put down my pizza and knelt beside her and ran my finger across her butthole.

"That's pretty smooth," I said. 

"Oh my God, I can't believe you just did that." Casey said.

"Did this?" I said, doing it again, slower. With my other hand resting on Patty's upturned cheek, I could feel her shudder. With my eyes still on Casey, I wet my finger with my mouth and pressed the tip of it against Patty's asshole again, and began to rub across it harder. "Are you going to sit there and watch, or be all disgusted?" I asked her.

"I didn't think you guys were into this," Casey said. "I've never - you know - "

"Come on over here and put your tongue where my finger is," I told her. I moved my finger away, and put a hand on each of Patty's ass cheeks and spread them wider apart. "If you don't like it, you can go watch TV."

Casey blinked, unsure about what to do, then she went on her hands and knees and crawled over and put her face right by Patty's ass. She put her tongue out and I watched her touch Patty's asshole with it. Patty quivered. I tried spreading her cheeks wider, but they were already spread as far as they could go. I looked down at Casey, who was suddenly lapping at Patty's waxed, bald asshole like a cat drinking milk. My pussy was wet, and my clit was tingling. It turned me on to see Casey eat Patty's ass like that. I let go of Patty and went behind Casey and started to rim her slowly at first. Her ass wasn't waxed, but her hairs were soft and fine. I licked the edge of her tight little hole and it made her shudder hard and push herself back on my face. I took that as an invitation to lick harder until I stopped and began to push my tongue into her ass, slowly, little by little, until her hole was good and wet, then I started probing it as dee as I could, faster and faster. Casey squirmed against my face. I could smell her wet pussy, and it was making mine wet too. I moved down from her ass to her pussy and licked her there a little bit, but it was a bad angle, so I stopped and stood up, went to the bed and watched for a while. Patty rolled over onto her back and Casey lay on top of her and they started making out hard. Patty's hands were holding onto Casey's little ass as their tongues probed each other's mouths. I opened my legs and touched my clit as I watched them. It's such a beautiful thing to watch two women making love.

I sat there for a while rubbing my clit and finger banging myself until I thought I was close to cumming and I stopped. Patty and Casey joined me on the bed and we knelt facing each other. Soon we were making out with each other; me and Casey, me and Patty, Casey and Patty again. Casey was a passionate kisser. Whenever we'd start kissing, she'd look into my eyes and kiss me small on the lips first. That was sexy.

Patty lay down and Casey and I lay on either side of her and took one of her huge tits each. "Yeah, suck my nipples," Patty said. It was really turning her on. Her nipples were big and hard, and her titties were so heavy. While I licked and sucked on Patty's left nipple, I watched Casey do the same. We made eye contact a lot while we were doing that, and that turned me on. I really wanted her.

I reached down between Patty's legs and touched her bald pussy - her smooth skin was slick with her juice. I smeared it all over her lips and over her clit. She opened her legs for me and I rubbed her clit harder until Casey turned around and put her head down there and started licking my finger and Patty's clit.

"Oh that feels so good, you guys," Patty moaned. Casey crawled on top of her and sixty-nined her. I felt a bit left out, just watching again, but watching them while I fingered myself was just so hot that it didn't really matter. I wished we had a dildo or something like that. A big, thick, long dildo that I could cram into my wet pussy and ride hard until I came, watching my two best friends making love. I made do with my hands until Casey crawled off and over to me.

"I've wanted to eat you out for months," Casey said. "I've never been with a woman before tonight, but there were times when I've wanted you so bad." She put her head between my legs and when her tongue touched my clit I felt electrified. I opened my legs and thrust my hips up at her, and then I felt her thumb pressing against my asshole. I relaxed and let myself slide down onto it, and God that felt good. While Casey ate me, she fucked my asshole slowly with her thumb, and I felt I was going to cum again, so I pushed her off me and back on the bed. This time it was her turn to be eaten. She laid back and I went right down on her, flicking my tongue over her clit and fucking her pussy with my tongue. Patty knelt over her, so her tits were hanging down in front of Casey's face. Eager to please, she reached up and held those big titties and sucked them one at a time. That was really hot to watch.

"Damn, we should have gave the pizza guy a huge tip," Patty said. "I really need to feel a big cock in my pussy."

I looked up and said, "I was thinking a big dildo would be nice right about now. My pussy's so wet for something big and hard."

"Me too," Casey sighed, then looked at me. "God, I feel so nasty." She did have a slutty look on her face as she looked at me.

"What are you thinking," I asked her. "You're thinking of something nasty, aren't you?"

"Yeah, I was, as a matter of fact … " She paused and said, "Fist my pussy, Claire. Stick you whole hand right inside my cunt."

"You're serious?" I asked. "That's pretty adventurous."

"Do it, Claire," Patty said. She got down on her elbows with a deeply interested look on her face.

"If you're sure … " I said, and Casey nodded. "Ok, tell me when to stop."

I fingered her wet pussy a few times, just with one finger first, then with two. It felt pretty tight when I got the third finger in, but the pinkie was a little easier. "How does it feel so far?" I asked her.

"Shit, it feels good, Claire, don't stop." Casey said. She was breathing really hard. I folded my thumb against my palm as close as I could, then put the tip of it into her and slowly pushed my hand in right up to the knuckles. "Oh my God," Casey moaned really loud. "Your hand feels really big."

"That's because your pussy is so friggin tight," Patty said. "She's got it almost all the way, Casey."

"Okay," I said, "Here's the hard part. Ready?"

"Do it," Casey grunted. I twisted my hand around a little to the right and pushed in. After my hand got past the knuckles, it just popped right in there. Casey squealed and moved her hips up and down on the bed. She sure didn't look as if she was having fun, but I could recognize the sounds of sheer pleasure coming from her. She sat up on her elbows and said, "Patty, rub my clit until I cum. Oh Jesus, that feels so good in my pussy."

Patty got her finger wet and rubbed Casey's thick little clit, round and around, faster and faster until Casey gave a strangled sound and said, "Oh my God, I'm cumming. Keep rubbing my clit." Patty rubbed faster, and it wasn't long after that that Casey came, and she came hard. I could feel her pussy contract like a fist around my hand, tight. It was sort of funny to watch her cum, because it looked as if she was giving birth. After she had stopped cumming, I took my hand out of her pussy a bit faster than I had put it in so it wouldn't be so intense. Casey flopped back on the bed, totally drained. "That was the most intense orgasm I've ever had," she sighed.

"I can't believe you took her whole hand all the way inside that tiny pussy of yours," Patty said. She sounded really impressed. "After this I'm going to want to fuck you with my big black dildo. It's almost as thick as a summer sausage."

"I'm up for that," Casey said.

"I think we should have these get togethers more often," I said. "It really turned me on to fist you like that. You guys gotta make me cum now. I can't stand it."

"I'll do it," Patty said. "Then you can do something nasty for me too. Maybe you both can, actually."

"What?" I asked.

"Just lay back. I'm going to eat your pussy until you cum on my face, okay?"

"Okay," I said and lay back, opening my legs for her. She put her tongue right in my hole right away, and it sent a shiver up my spine, making me all tingly. While she started to lick me, Casey rolled over and starting sucking my nipples. That was so unbelievable to have two cute girls paying attention to my body like that. It felt better than it ever had at college, when I didn't really know what I was doing. Patty took her mouth away and leaned up on her elbows, took one of her titties in her hand and began to rub her nipple across my clit. That sent waves of sheer pleasure rippling through me. Casey straddled my face and sucked my juice from Patty's nipple, before Patty rubbed it across me again. As they did that a few times, I put my face up to Casey's asshole and began rimming her deeply, pulling her ass down on my face. I guess she liked that. I started thinking about my husband's cock filling her tight asshole with me in that position. I'd be able to look up and see his cock sliding in and out of her asshole perfectly. I imagined him withdrawing from her ass and sliding his cock into my mouth, where I'd suck it in, tasting her, before he filled her ass with it again. Thinking that, just as Patty started to eat me out, pushed me over the edge and I came hard too, my thighs pressing on either side of Patty's face, until I eventually relaxed.




The Long Weekend



"That was intense," I gasped, just lying there, looking at the ceiling for a few seconds until I felt myself coming down. Then I sat up and said, "What was it you wanted us to do?"

"I want one of you to pee on me while I'm cumming," Patty said. She licked her lips. "I saw a pee movie about a year ago, and I thought I'd like to try it, but Tim thought it was gross when we were watching it, so I haven't asked. I thought since we're all here having unbelievable lesbian sex, that I might as well ask. I might never get the chance again."

"I don't mind doing it," I said. "And hopefully this won't be the last chance we get to do this."

"Casey, I want you to eat me out," Patty said. Casey dutifully did as she was told and went down on Patty. I knelt over her and kissed her full on the mouth.

"You're so beautiful," I told her. "I like you so much."

"I've wanted to tell you for a while, but I love you, Claire. I mean, I love Tim very much, but I could tell from how we've got along so well from the start, and you've always been there for me."

"I love you too," I told her, surprising myself. I did have strong feelings for Patty, but I'd never tried to explain them to myself before. "We'll talk about this soon, okay?" She nodded and we kissed again, then I went down to burying my face between her huge tits, pressing them on either side of my face, then sucking her nipples one at a time deep into my mouth.

"D'you need to pee yet," Patty asked.

"I could go right now," I said.

"Okay, do it on me. Stand over me."

I got up and stood on the bed, with my feet on either side of her titties and squatted a little bit, opening my pussy lips with my fingers a little bit. "We'll get the bed wet," I said.

"I don't care," Patty said, then moaned. "Oh God, Casey, that feels good. I'm going to cum, do it, Claire."

I let my pee go, at first just little drips that landed on her tummy, but then it all came out, gushing over her titties, then up past her neck to her face. She opened her mouth wide and my pee went right inside, as she began to cum. I peed harder, and it went right past her face into her hair. My fingers were all wet with it too. Patty writhed harder and harder, drenched in my warm pee until she finished cumming. "THAT was amazing," she said. "But that's sort of gross after all, so I'm going to jump into the shower, okay?"

Casey and I agreed that was probably a good idea. It didn't suddenly want to make me want to pee on anyone anytime soon. Casey and I flopped on the bed. She laid her head back on my tummy.

"I can't believe the three of us just did this," she said. "I never thought in a million years anything like this would ever happen to me."

As I heard Patty step into the shower, I thought of her beautiful body, and what I knew I felt for her. I knew it was something that we needed to talk about soon, but I also knew that no matter what, that night wouldn't be the last night that I would be intimate with her.

As it turned out, it wasn't. I think Casey was embarrassed over everything. A few weeks later, she quit the insurance company and quit calling either me or Patty, and a few weeks after that, we stopped trying to contact her. I heard from another mutual friend that they sold their house and moved away. I'm not sure if Casey ever told her husband, or whether it was for some legitimate reason, but whatever happened, she left. Patty and I grew very close during that period, and that's where we are to this day. We've been intimate since then, and even brought our husbands into it. 

But that's another story for another time.



The Long Weekend



Note: No sex, just a story.

I think I caught her totally by surprise. I'm almost sure that she expected me to say "Yes dear" and then do what she wanted. After all, hadn't that always been the way of it?

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I met Betty Ann during my second year in college. We were both Business Management majors and we were taking a class in Production Management and we were both put on the same class project. I liked Betty Ann's looks, personality, and sense of humor so I asked her to go out with me, she said yes, and our relationship grew from there. We went steady during our junior year, I proposed and she accepted at the beginning of our senior year and we were married one month after graduation. We both got jobs and began to live the typical middle class life.

We were both doing well at our jobs and then Betty Ann got pregnant and decided to leave the work force and devote herself to being a full time mom. I worked hard and advanced up the corporate ladder and by the time I became a regional manager we had three kids. I considered myself one of the luckiest men alive. I had a wife who loved me and spoiled me rotten; I had three lovely children who were the apple of my eye and I was a rising star in my company. It helped of course that I loved my job.

It is a fact of corporate life that as you climb the corporate ladder the work load gets heavier and heavier until you finally reach the point where you can delegate. I hadn't yet reached that point, but I was closing in on it. The heavier workload translated into late nights at the office and a lot of times when I had to bring work home with me. Those times meant a lot of late nights and busy weekends for me, but I didn't care because I had a goal. The vise president of Sales and Marketing was retiring in a month and I was one of three men who had a shot at getting the position. Once there my workload would only be a third of what I was doing in trying to get there. More responsibility, a lot of high level decision making, but I would be able to delegate the nuts and bolts work to subordinates. But first I had to get there and that meant hard work and hard work meant a pissed off Betty Ann.

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Betty Ann had been planning a weekend getaway for us for two almost two months. It was to be four nights and five days at Aspen and she had already made the hotel reservations, purchased the lift tickets, arranged for her parents to take the kids and started packing her bags. Two days before we were to leave I told her that I had to cancel.

"We have a project fastly approaching a deadline and it is in trouble. I'm going to have to ride herd on it until it is done."

"Damn it Harold, you can't do this to me again. That damned job had interfered with our last four vacations, six of our last seven anniversaries and caused you to forget every one of my birthdays for the last ten years. You owe me this weekend Harold, you owe me and I want it!"

"Be reasonable Betty Ann. If I pull this project through on time I'm almost a shoo in for Benson's job when he retires."

"Is that what this is all about? Making points to get Benson's job?"

"You make that sound like a bad thing."

"It isn't a bad thing, it is a stupid thing. I just now realized I lost all those vacations, anniversaries and birthdays because I kept my mouth shut."

"What does that mean?"

"Nothing Harold, just go work on your damned project while I finish packing."

"Finish packing?"

"Yes Harold, finish packing. I'm going with or without you, but I am going."

"You would go without me? Do you think that would be wise? A married woman alone? That would be like wearing a neon sign saying, "Here I am, show me a good time."

"I fully intend to have a good time Harold. I'd rather have it with you, but I'll manage if you don't go."

"Really Betty Ann, I don't thi...."

"Just go do your reports Harold or whatever. I'm going and that's that. I'm through letting your god damned job interfere with things."

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The day we were supposed to leave for Aspen came and when I got home from work I found Betty Ann putting the last of her suitcases in the car. I took one last shot at trying to get her to be reasonable:

"I'm serious Betty Ann, going to Aspen alone is not a good idea."

"So come with me Harold."

"You know I can't do that. I have to make sure that this project doesn't go belly up. I save the project and I know I'll get Benson's job and then things will get a lot easier. There won't be any more screwed up vacations or forgotten birthdays and anniversaries. I'll be in a decision making position, some one else will be doing the donkey work."

"That's nice Harold, but I've been looking forward to this weekend for two months now and I'd rather you go with me, but I'm going."

"I still don't think it is a good idea for you to go alone."

"I won't be alone Harold."

"What does that mean?"

"I'll call you tonight Harold, after I get checked in at the hotel."

"Betty An..."

"Enjoy your project Harold" and she got in the car and backed down the drive.

I stood there watching her go and I wondered about her "I won't be alone" remark. As she turned the corner at the end of the block I put it out of my mind and went into the house.

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I was reviewing some specifications when the phone rang. It was Betty Ann and she gave me her room number and the phone number of the hotel. She sounded out of breath and I asked her why.

"I just did twenty-five laps in the indoor pool."

"I'm curious Betty Ann, what did you mean when you said you wouldn't be alone?"

"Did I say that?"

"Yes you did."

"I must have meant that I expect to get hit on a lot while I'm here. I'm not a bad looking broad in case you have forgotten. I expect that I'll be kept on the dance floor all night. I probably won't even have to buy a drink after my first one. Well, I'm dripping wet and I need to get out of this bathing suit and take a shower. I love you baby. See you in five days," and she hung up.

Now I've never had any reason to doubt Betty Ann, but to be absolutely honest about it, it was mostly because I didn't pay all that much attention to what she did. Why should I? She kept the house spotless, she spoiled me rotten, she raised three great kids and I knew she loved me as much as I loved her. But three things just happened in the space of six hours that alone would have meant nothing, but taken together they were screaming something at me.

Just to satisfy myself I called the number she gave me for the hotel and when the desk clerk answered I asked him what were the hours on the indoor pool and I got the answer that I hoped I wouldn't. The last time I had been in that hotel four years previous they didn't have an indoor pool. According to the desk clerk they still didn't. Couple that with Betty Ann's "I won't be alone" remark and a red flag was being raised. The third thing, and the one I really didn't want to think about was that I was almost positive that I heard some one else breathing heavily in the background while I was talking to her. All of a sudden I wasn't as sure of my wife as I had always been.

I made myself a drink, sat down on the couch and put my feet up on the hassock and tried to think of things that might have been an indication that my wife might have strayed on me. I did a lot of deep memory probing and found out that I really didn't know all that much about what went on around our house. I deferred every thing to Betty Ann. 

She wanted to paint the bathroom a creamy yellow? "Yes dear, whatever you want." 

Buy a leather sofa for the living room? "Of course dear, whatever you would like." 

She picked out my shirts, ties and even my shoes and I said yes dear and kept on doing whatever I was doing. She picked out the house we lived in, she picked our friends, she picked out the places where we went to eat and she chose the films and TV shows we watched and I just said yes dear and went along with it. Even this weekend that she had planned was all Betty Ann. She picked the hotel; she decided where we were going to ski and she even made a list of the runs we would take. She made dinner reservations for each one of the nights we were to stay there. She asked me if the arrangements were all right and I said, "Yes dear, just fine."

It occurred to me that my wife could have been the neighborhood gangbang queen and I wouldn't have known because I hadn't paid any attention.

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The next twenty-four hours sucked as all kinds of shit ran through my mind. Friday night Betty Ann called at ten in the evening and asked me how I was.

"Sitting here having bad thoughts. My own fault of course. If I was there I wouldn't be here thinking the things I'm thinking, wondering about what I'm wondering about."

"And what would that be babe?"

"I wouldn't be sitting here wondering who it is that you are sleeping with while you are up there."

There were several moments of silence from her end and then she said, "And just why would you think that?"

So I told her about what I'd heard in the background when she called and then about my call to the hotel. "You lied about the pool, heavy breathing in the background and the comment you let slip about not be alone. Two and two have always equaled four to me Betty Ann."

"I can see we will need to have a talk when I get home."

"I don't see why. Your lack of outrage and lack of indignation over what I have just accused you of say all that needs to be said. Your "I won't be alone"comment before you even left tells me that you knew I probably wouldn't be going along and you already had made other arrangements. To me that means that this probably isn't the first time you have cheated on me and it probably means that this weekend wasn't really meant for you and me anyway. You set up everything, even your lover."

More silence from her end and I said, "Your lack of response to that is just as telling. Good night Betty Ann" and I hung up on her. The phone rang again almost immediately and it rang several times during the evening, but I ignored it.

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I was sitting at the kitchen table pouring over the list of things I needed to do to keep the project on track when the phone rang. It was Betty Ann.

"You hung up on me last night."

"Didn't have any more that needed to be said. Can't think of anything that needs to be said now or that I need to listen to now. I've got a project I have to stay on top of so you just go ahead and enjoy your long weekend with whomever it is you are sharing a bed with."

There was a loud sigh of exasperation and then Betty Ann said, "Harold, you do know that I love you, right?"

"No, I don't know that any more. If you loved me, truly loved me, this weekend wouldn't have happened. Even then, knowing what I'm thinking, I notice that you didn't get in your car and race home to try and save your marriage."

"You can doubt it if you want, but I do love you Harold, more than you can possibly realize, so please understand that I'm not saying this to hurt you. You could not bother going to work for a month and it wouldn't affect your job. You could walk into Randy's office and piss in the potted plant in the corner and all Randy would do is smile at you."

"I don't understand Betty Ann, what are you saying?"

"Harold, you are a regional manager and you will be Benson's replacement because Randy and I have been having an affair for the last six years. Don't let the news upset you Harold, I love you, I really do."

I sat there, phone to my ear, but stunned into silence. Six years? She had been fucking my boss for six years? She had been fucking that black son of a bitch for six years? I was a regional manager because she was fucking Randy? I hadn't gotten the job because of my hard work? 

"Harold? Harold, are you still there?"

"Yes dear."

"We will talk about this when I get home."

"Yes dear, whatever you say."

I hung up the phone and then I sat there and stared at the wall.

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I spent the rest of the day stumbling around in a fog. I'd busted my ass for years to climb the corporate ladder only to find out that I didn't have anything to do with my success. I find out that my wife is a cheating whore and had been for at least the last six years. And with Randy? My wife, born and bred in the South was having an affair with a nigger? Not only a nigger, but one who was old enough to be her father. I was almost ashamed of myself for using the "N" word when referring to Randy, I had never thought of him that way before, but then again 'before' I didn't know that he was fucking my wife. I tried to imagine his big black body on top of my small white wife and the image made me sick to my stomach. All the times he had smiled at me and shaken my hand he was thinking "I'm fucking your wife stupid" and I smiled back at him and shook his hand. I wondered how it started, but then I realized that it didn't matter. The only thing that mattered now was that it did start. 

Then I thought that's six years with Randy. How many and for how long before Randy? Hell, if she was doing it while we were married she was probably doing it while we were going steady and while we were engaged. Then I had a really bad thought. Were my kids really my kids? Obviously none of them were Randy's, but could one or more be some one else's? 

Seven that evening Betty Ann called again. "Are you okay Harold?"

"Just peachy Betty Ann, just fucking peachy. So tell me, is his cock in you now like it was the first time you called me?"

"No Harold and I'm sorry about that, it was inexcusable of me. He isn't in the room right now. The reason I called baby is to apologize for dumping it on you the way I did. I should have waited and done it face to face so I could better explain it to you."

"What's to explain? You pretty much said it all. You let me know that I'm not worth a shit at my job and that the only reason I have one is that you are fucking my boss. Which, by the way, tells me that as far as you are concerned I'm not worth a shit in bed either. I'd say that pretty much covers it all."

"It isn't that way baby. You earned all your promotions; I didn't buy them for you. I just meant to say that you didn't have to worry about your job. As far as your abilities in bed are concerned I'm perfectly happy with you. I love you Harold, honest to God I do."

"That doesn't compute Betty Ann. If you were perfectly happy with me why are you fucking Randy? You say that you love me, but how could you have done this to me if you really loved me? This weekend was never about the two of us from the start. It was always going to be for you and Randy. You and Randy both knew how I would respond to the "project in trouble" story. You both knew I wanted Benson's job and that I would leap at the chance to save the day. The two of you played me like a piano and I made the music you expected me to. You probably would have gotten away with it to if you had slipped up and made that offhand comment about not being alone. You say that you love me? It has been three days now Betty Ann, three days during which you know that I know what is going on up there, but I notice that you still aren't here trying to find some way save anything from the mess you made. Goodbye" and I hung up on her.

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After hanging up on Betty Ann the phone started ringing almost every hour on the hour and the caller ID showed as Aspen area code so I never bothered answering it. I took the phone off the hook when I went to bed and when I woke up in the morning I put the handset back in the cradle and it rang almost immediately. Caller ID said Aspen again so I ignored it and went and took my shower. It was still ringing when I left the house for work. I stopped at Denny's for breakfast and when I got to work Stella (my secretary) greeted me with:

"Your wife has been trying to reach you. She asked me to have you call her at this number as soon as you came in."

I took the piece of paper she handed to me and watched her raise her eyebrows as I wadded it up and tossed it in the wastebasket without even looking at it.

"No calls from her Stella. Just tell her I'm out of the office."

"I'm sorry Mr. Hamilton, but I won't lie. I'll take messages or I'll tell her you told me not to put her calls through, but if you are here I won't tell her that you aren't."

"Thank you Stella, I needed that."

"Needed what Mr. Hamilton?"

"After the weekend I've just had it is nice to know that there are still honest women around."

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I took the paperwork on the "troubled project" and ripped it to shreds and dropped it on Randy's desk and then I went into my office and busied myself with making phone calls. I took everything in my in basket and dumped it into the wastebasket and started cleaning out my desk. At ten Stella came in:

"Your wife has called four times and I've told her that you wouldn't take her calls and she said fine. "Tell him that I'll just have Randy call him. See if he refuses that call." Could I ask what is going on here?"

"It would seem Stella, that your employer and my wife are upset that I found out they spent the weekend together in Aspen and then had the temerity to get pissed about it. Well, since I won't talk to Randy either and he is your boss I guess I need to get you out of the line of fire. You can honestly say that I am out of the office if either of them call again" and I got up and left.

I went home and took the phone off the hook and got busy doing what needed to be done. I didn't go into work at all on Tuesday. At six Tuesday evening I put the phone back on the hook and finished up what I was doing. At nine I heard a car door slam and a minute or so later I heard Betty Ann holler out, "Honey, I'm home."

I didn't answer back and just waited for her to come find me. It was a very awkward moment when she walked into the kitchen followed by Randy. She walked over to me and bent to kiss me and got a very surprised look on her face when I turned my head away. The surprised look turned into a 'hurt' look and then she said:

"Why haven't you been answering the phone and why wouldn't you take my calls at work?"

"Because we don't have anything to say to each other any more."

"Obviously I didn't do a very good job of explaining things. I thought that might be it so I persuaded Randy to come home with me so we could sit down and talk about this like adults."

I almost smiled at that. "Well yes, I guess that would be good, being like adults I mean."

"Why don't you open a bottle of wine and pour us all a glass so we can relax."

"Yes dear. What would you like?"

"I think we still have a couple of bottles of the Jacobs Creek Merlot left."

"Coming right up" I said as I got up and went down to the basement where we kept the wine rack. I took a bottle of the Merlot back to the kitchen and as I poured the three glasses I was wondering why I hadn't just gotten up, stomped the shit out of Randy and then tossed the two of them out of the house. I think it was because of the "everything is fine" attitude that Betty Ann was exhibiting and I just wanted to see how stupid she thought I really was. I took the wine over to the table and then sat down to see what was going to happen next.

Betty Ann took a sip of her wine and then she started talking:

"First Harold, you have to understand that my love for you is deep and unconditional. You are my life and you must understand that. I love you and only you and I don't want to spend my life with anyone else. That said, I need to say that I'm addicted to Randy's cock. I don't love Randy, I have never loved Randy, but I do crave his cock. He is not a better lover than you Harold, but he has size. When his cock is in me it fills me so full and touches me in places that drive me crazy. There are some places inside me that his cock can touch that give me long, almost continuous orgasms.




The Long Weekend



"It is strictly a physical thing Harold and other than what his cock can do for me I have no feelings for Randy at all. I know it is brutal for him to sit there and hear me put it that way, but it is nothing new to him; I've been telling him that for six years now. He is nothing to me but a huge cock and while I don't understand it in the least that seems to be enough for him."

Then Randy spoke up:

"It is true Harold; I'm in love with Betty Ann and I have been after her for years to leave you and marry me, but she won't even consider it. She loves you and she won't leave you so I settle for what I can get and try to be happy that I get at least that much."

"So you see Harold, you have nothing to worry about. I love you and only you."

"Well I guess you are right then. The fact that you love me while he is only a piece of meat to you makes everything better. Silly me; this is just about cock size and nothing else. All that worrying and for nothing."

"I'm glad we got that cleared up baby. Why don't you just go on upstairs to the bedroom while I say goodnight to Randy. I'll be up in a little while and we can make love."

I looked at her and started laughing. I laughed so hard that I had tears in my eyes. I got myself under control and then I backhanded Randy so hard that he and his chair went backwards onto the floor. He scrambled to get up and by the time he was on his feet I was standing in front of him and I smashed him in the mouth three times and he went back down. I kicked him three times hard in the crotch and then I leaned down, grabbed his shirt front and pulled his face up to within inches of mine:

"Consider that my resignation you black son of a bitch" and then I slammed his head back down on the floor and headed for the door.

"Where are you going?" asked Betty Ann.

"I'm going home."

"Home? You are home."

"No I'm not. When I found out what you were doing my first thought was to throw your cheating ass out on the street. Then I thought of all the memories of you that the house would keep pushing at me and I decided that I would be the one to get out. I rented an apartment Monday and I spent yesterday moving into it. That's my home now."

"Don't do this to me Harold, I love you, you know I do. I don't want you to leave me. Please Harold, I don't want to lose you."

"You should have thought of that before you decided to become Randy's fuck toy. And while I'm on that subject Betty Ann, even if I bought into your stupid addiction story there had to be a first time with Randy when you didn't yet know about his big cock. Were you still my loving wife then? Was I still the one you wanted to be with when you fucked him the first time? Were you worried about losing me then Betty Ann?"

I turned and walked out the door while she kept crying out for me not to go.



The Long Weekend



It began at dinner. The humor and banter of table conversation was punctuated by her meaningful glances and significant smiles. She wove her emotional cocoon around his mind slowly and carefully, channeling the conversation in the direction she sought, teasing and seducing him with voice as well as words. 

It progressed with a back rub. She had brought him home, and said she wanted her back rubbed. She laid on her bed face down, and confidently waited for him to begin. He climbed onto the bed and carefully straddled her ass. With nervous fingers, he unzipped her dress, undid her bra strap, and slid the dress to her waist. He began the massage at the small of her back, a thumb on each flank of her spine, slowly running the thumbs up the sides of her spine. He leaned forward to put his weight into the effort, and her ass brushed teasingly against his crotch, stirring him. His hands ended at her shoulder blades, now fully spread out, rubbing deeply into her smooth skin.

He returned to the small of her back, and began to repeat the process. He delighted in the feel of her smooth skin against his fingers. After months of fantasy, he was actually touching her naked skin. Her ass was still brushing against his penis through the fabric of his slacks and the silky panties she had made him wear under his pants.

She moaned lightly, and he replied with a soft moan of his own. 

"You can't come, slave," she said firmly.

"I can't come, Mistress," he replied in a hoarse whisper.

"You know the consequences," she warned.

"Yes, Mistress, I know the consequences."

He began a third circuit up her backbone, and began to sweat a little. Some of it was exertion, but some of it was the heat of the sensuality that passed between them.

By the fifth circuit, he had lost count. His penis head had burst beyond the elastic waistband of the panty under his slacks, and the elastic stretched just under the head of his cock. He closed his eyes and concentrated on obeying her. He could not ejaculate. Could not...could not...could not....

His mind wandered back to how they met on the internet, spent months exchanging e-mails and phone calls, then a dinner meeting one night, and now they had planned a long weekend together. 

Over the months apart she had subtly trained him in phone calls and e-mails, preparing him mentally for the moment of unconditional surrender to her. She knew she was teasing him long enough, and she didn't want him to fail the test...yet.

"Stop!" she commanded, and he stopped. "Thank you, that was done well."

"Thank you, Mistress."

"Now stand up and strip!"

Awkwardly, he climbed off her and then the bed. He blushed, and all sorts of emotions were behind that blush: nervousness, excitement, embarrassment, and anticipation.

She lay comfortably on her side, watching him undress. She was enjoying the show, knowing that her frank, appraising stare would humiliate and excite him more. When he got to the slutty red panties, she signaled him to leave them on. She signaled him to turn in a clockwise direction so she could take in all his angles. She made him repeat the turn because it amused her to watch him blush, and yet still try to put on a sexy pose for her.

She smiled but did not laugh. She ordered him to kneel. She slowly sat up and began undressing herself as he watched from his knees, the head of his cock still peeking above the panty's waistband. She swung her legs over the side of the bed, one foot lightly brushing against the naked head of his cock.

He moaned.

"Worship my feet," she said, ever so softly.

He took the first foot in his hands and began to knead the muscles. He brought the foot up and began licking the soles of her foot, and then ran his tongue back between her toes, and finally sucking each toe into his mouth as slowly and sensuously as he could manage. He then took her second foot and repeated the process, while she used her already-worshipped foot to tease him by rubbing her big toe against the under part of his shaft through the silky material of the red panties. 

When she had had enough, she withdrew her foot and stood up.

"Close your eyes," she said. He shut his eyes. "Keep them closed until I say otherwise."

"Yes Mistress."

"And from now on," she added, as she moved to a place behind him, "you will not speak. You can moan and groan, whimper and weep, but I don't want to hear a single syllable that sounds like any human language. If you understand, nod your head for me."

He nodded, listening to a drawer open and close, and the sound of glass on glass behind him. He desperately wanted to turn and peek, but didn't want to disobey. So he knelt there and nodded, awaiting her next move.

He sensed her kneeling behind him rather than hearing it. It was the light breeze of her breath near his ear, and the faint aroma of her perfume that alerted him. He suddenly felt her surprisingly strong hand grab his right wrist and effortlessly encircle his wrist with a restraint that had a leather feel to it. Another attached restraint went quickly around his right ankle. Another pair of restraints were swiftly added to his left side.

He was bound and helpless. He was aroused by the feeling of utter helplessness. How good it felt; how right it felt. He knew he had just passed the point-of-no-return, and knew he wanted to be past that point.

She encased his head in a rubber hood, which covered everything but his nostrils and mouth. She rubbed her hands over the rubber that covered his face, enjoying the feel of the rubber, and becoming aroused by the thought of her growing power over him. 

"Now you can open your eyes, slave," she giggled.

He nodded slowly, not knowing what else to do.

She grabbed his shoulders and tilted him onto his back, with his feet flat on the floor, and his knees bent because of the short length of chain that attached each wrist restraint to each ankle restraint.

"Spread your feet as wide apart as they'll go," she said, and he nodded and his feet slide farther apart.

"Wider," she whispered, and he nodded and struggled to get his feet and knees wider apart.

She rose, walked to the foot of her slave, and attached a spreader bar to the two ankle restraints, getting him to spread even wider as she did so.

He laid there in his darkness. The rubber hood had also covered his ears, and he was having trouble hearing. He had only barely made out her last whisper to him. He thought he heard her walking again, but couldn't be sure. He didn't know where she was. Time began to pass. It was hard to judge. Blindfolds had always distorted his sense of time, and the rubber hood was deafening him as well. It began to get warm under the hood, and he began to get anxious. He wanted to say something...call out her name...just get an acknowledgement from her that she was still there...but he knew he couldn't. 

He finally heard faint noises that he couldn't really distinguish. But he heard when she said "Open your mouth." He nodded and opened his mouth wide. "Now stick out your tongue." He stuck his tongue out as far as it would go. A liquid dribbled onto his tongue. "Wine," she said. "Use it to clean your palate." He heard her laugh. His humiliation intensified. He was glad he had the rubber hood, because he could feel himself blush under it. She fed him wine a few more times until she was satisfied his mouth had been cleansed.

He laid there in his darkness again. This time, he did not wait long. He could sense her straddling his head, and he could begin to smell her pussy getting closer.

She had straddled his head facing toward his feet. She lowered her pussy slowly toward the opening of the rubber mask where his helpless mouth was exposed. She kept it just above his mouth for a moment, savoring her power over him.

"You will lick my pussy gently now," she said. "I want only the tongue and only on my outer lips. Understood?"

He nodded. She lowered her pussy into range of his tongue, and he began to lick at her outer lips lightly and slowly as ordered.

She felt the pleasant sensation of his tongue on her pussy, and shivered a little bit. She slid her hands and nails over the soft skin his hairless chest, paying special attention to his nipples after her first pass at them had elicited an involuntary jerk of his body and a muffled "Ahhhh" from under her.

"Now slide your tongue a little deeper into my pussy," she ordered, and a moment later it was her turn to tremble involuntarily and moan in pleasure. She ordered him to go a little faster, then a little harder, then a little deeper.... She used teasing his nipples to punctuate her commands, and spur him onward. She began to rub her clit against his rubber clad chin, and she finally climaxed. 

"Clean it," she ordered, and she felt his tongue lapping at and around her pussy like a dog, meticulously cleaning her and swallowing her juices. When she was ready, she shifted her position. She placed her clit directly over his mouth, and leaned forward across his torso so she could slide the frontpiece of the panty down under the base of his cock and balls, exposing them to her examination.

"Suck it, bitch" she said, as she lowered her clit to his mouth. "Suck it deep into your mouth...deep-throat it for me."

Gently at first, and gradually harder, he sucked her clit and part of her pussy lips into his mouth. He used his lips to suck it and his tongue to lick around the sides of her inside his mouth, and flicking the tip of his tongue lightly against the tip of her clit.

"Harder," she said, as she wrapped a length of elastic string around the base of his cock, cinched the first knot and began to tighten. She could feel his body stiffen as she pulled the know tighter, and heard him whimper.

"Take it, slave," she said. "Take it for me." She gave one last pull, then doubled the knot to lock it in place. She then took each end and tied each of his balls tightly in place at the bottom of his sac. He moaned and her response was "Keep your mind on sucking me, slut." She took each testicle between her thumbs and forefingers and gently squeezed them. He howled, but kept her in his mouth, sucking. She began to feel close to coming, and switched her attention to his cock, slapping it, pinching the head with her fingernails, kissing it, teasing it, making him groan and shudder out of control until the second climax hit her, sending her into even stronger spasms than before.

"Clean me, slave," she gasped when she had finally caught her breath. When he had finished, she grabbed his balls firmly and ordered him to open his mouth wide. He obeyed, and she sat upright, pressing her pussy over his mouth. She began playing with his nipples again as she slowly and carefully released her pee into his waiting mouth.

He laid there is his darkness. The pleasant sensations from his nipples were causing him to lose control of his body and his mind. He felt his muscles jerk involuntarily all over his body. As each dribble of her pee hit his tongue, he swallowed it and his mind began to drift. He could not think. All of the sensuous input had overwhelmed his brain. He could only lie there and swallow. He began to mentally wander...broken fragments of thoughts lost...following an invisible current that pulled him slowly down and away to a place he thought of as "Neverland". It was equally as fantastic as the fictional refuge of Peter Pan and Tinkerbell. Here he was someone very different, with different feelings and thoughts than that "Other Place" from whence he had journeyed. It was like sinking into a bowl of jello. It felt good. It felt safe. Not that it mattered. The current had him, and he was helpless to stop it.

The pee stopped. He thought he heard her say something, but it seemed so far away. He guessed at the command, and began cleaning her pussy with his tongue once again. He thought he heard her say "Good puppy", but he couldn't be certain. 

Then her pussy was lifted away, leaving him with his tongue waggling in mid-air. He felt her lift him back into a kneeling position. He did her her say "close your eyes", and he did. The rubber hood came off moments later. She told him to open his mouth. He nodded and opened wide. She slipped a gag into it. After a moment, he realized the gag was shaped like the head of a penis.

Now she was everywhere: in front of him, then behind him, touching him, teasing him, whispering in his ears....

"You said you wanted to be my slave, didn't you?" she asked in a hoarse whisper into one ear, as her fingernails teased the other ear.

He nodded.

"And you still want to be my slave, don't you?"

He nodded harder.

"Even more now than before, isn't that right?"

He nodded as vigorously as he could.

"Hmmmm, yes, I could tell by how well you performed for me. You enjoyed performing for your Goddess, didn't you?"

He nodded as she played with his nipples.

"You enjoyed licking and sucking my pussy, didn't you?"

He nodded, and blushed.

"You love being my pussy slave, don't you?"

He nodded and groaned as her fingernails lightly dug into his balls.

"You love being my piss slave, too, don't you?"

With an even deeper blush, he nodded.

"Well...I have to admit I liked how you ate my pussy and drank my pee. You may be a keeper...."

His lips began to tremble, and move wordlessly. He wanted to say something, but could not remember the words long enough to even begin. His mind was elsewhere. He nodded instead, even though she hadn't asked a question.

"Do you want to be a keeper?" she inquired, almost in an off-hand tone.

He nodded as hard as he could. 

"Are you begging me to keep you?"

He couldn't nod harder, so he nodded longer, and kept nodding his head.

"If I decide to keep you..." she said, letting the question hang in the air, "...you would have to accept my love and lust any way I want to express it."

He kept nodding, no longer bothering to stop. He knew in some corner of his mind that he would agree to anything and everything she said.

"Sometimes, I like to express myself through pleasuring a slave," she said, as she lightly teased his nipples. Then suddenly she used her fingernails to pinch each nipple hard at its base, and pulled them outward. He let out a muffled howl of shock and pain. "And sometimes, I like to express myself by inflicting pain."

"Do you want to be my pain slut, too, bitch?" she asked in the quietest voice he had ever heard. She watched as he whimpered and nodded, and felt the rush of power flowing through her like another orgasm.

"We'll see," she said. She let go of his nipples, but quickly snapped clothespins on them. He writhed and whined in reaction, and she laughed. "We'll see."

She grabbed him by his hair and pushed his face into the carpet. He felt something leathery drag across the cheeks of his ass, almost like a bow across a violin. It had a rough pattern to it, and he was wondering what it was when it suddenly ended, and a second later it made contact hard.

He yelped through his gag, as much from surprise as from pain. The second stroke was just as hard, but he managed to control himself to a mere grunt. He tried to be stoic as the cropping continued. She paused for a moment, returning to sawing the crop across his now-burning ass cheeks.

"You will learn, my pet," she said in her most soothing voice. "You will learn that you must earn the pleasures I bestow on you. Just think of the pleasures you have already had, and imagine what new pleasure I might grant you if you give me what I want."

She leaned close to his head and whispered "Will you give me what I want?"

He nodded, although he wasn't certain what she really wanted. Pain? Endurance? Humiliation? Surrender?

The cropping resumed.

She watched his reactions carefully. She knew he was resisting, holding back, trying to be so macho and brave. His writhing body and muffled whimpers were music to her ears. He continued the beating. She knew he would try to hold on to his male ego as long as he could. She also knew he would sooner or later lose it to her. They all broke; he would, too.

She heard the whimpers begin to turn to quiet sobs, louder sobs, then a sustained crying.

She grabbed his hair and yanked him into a kneeling position. She released his nipples from the clothespins, enjoying his twitching and agonized moans as the blood and feeling rushed back to his nipples. She could see the tears dripping out from under his still-closed eyelids. She switched to rubbing the crop hard across his inflamed ass cheeks, and began to sensuously lick the tears off his face.

"Ummm, yummy, I love the salty taste of your tears, baby. Give me all of your tears."

He nodded, weakly, as if in a trance, because her handful of his hair restricted his head motion.

She finished with his tears, and let go of his hair. His head fell forward, chin-to-chest. He was barely able to hear a tearing sort of sound that he couldn't identify coming from behind him. He trembled at the thought of another beating. He hardly notice when she cut the panties off of him. He began to feel something cool and oily being poured on his ass cheeks, and down his crack. He felt her rubber-clad hands on his ass cheeks, rubbing the oil in, and yet always pushing more toward his crack. Finally he felt her fingers in his crack, pushing the oil downward, until her fingers found his hole.

She took her time, rimming the hole lightly with her well-oiled rubber sheathed fingernail. She could hear him maon in pleasure, and begin twitch with pleasure. She wanted to give him time to think about what was coming. Finally, she slid her finger inside him. It went into him smoothly, and she heard him gasp through his gag as his head bolted off his chest and arched back as she touched his prostate. She withdrew slowly, causing him to tremble and let out a moan of ecstasy.

"See what happens when you give me what I want?" she asked.

He nodded. He was floating on a tide of jello that kept dragging him deeper into the current. He could barely hear her. The sensation of the cock-head gag in his mouth was suddenly in the forefront of his sensations. It added to the sensation her penetration of him had caused.

She is in me...a part of Her...inside of me...inside...yes...oh please, please....

She added a little fresh oil and slid two fingers deep into him, this time meeting more resistance. This time he cried out and strained at his bonds. She lingered at his prostate a little longer this time, watching him wiggle and tremble like a puppet at the end of a stick.

"Do you like being a fuck puppet, slave?"

He nodded.

"I know you do," she said as she withdrew the two fingers even more slowly than the first assault. She pulled out and removed the rubber glove from that hand. She re-oiled her still-gloved left hand, and slid two fingers deep into him. This time they slid in a little easier. This time she began probing and exploring inside her new slave. She spread her fingers apart as far as they would go. Her slave was no virgin, but obviously was out of practice and needed dilation. She figured he could take three, tops.

She began playing with his prostate, and reached around with her free hand to play with his nipples, cock and balls. She could tell he was nearly delirious with ecstasy, and it made her feel good to put him in that state.

"I'm going to make you my bitch," she said sweetly, "and fuck you like my bitch."

He nodded. He wanted to say Yes, Mistress, please.... but couldn't form the words, and then remembered he couldn't speak anyway. So he nodded again to reaffirm his understanding of his place.

She used her right hand to remove the gag from him.

"Remember, you can't speak...not a syllable...."

He nodded.

The head of his cock had a drop of semen in the crack. She used her fingernail to scoop the drop out. She carried it to his mouth, and told him to open. She slid her finger in and cleaned her nail on his tongue. He sucked on her finger as she did.




The Long Weekend



Kathy and her boyfriend had planned this weekend to get away from the density of the city. They had been growing more and more excited as the weeks went by.

Finally, it was Friday and they were on their way.

As Tom's big old convertible Ford rumbled along the narrow mountain road, Kathy's head lay back against the seat and her long, blonde hair blew in the wind. She had her arms resting across the back of the wide seat, making her pert breasts jut against the tight singlet top she had on.

Tom's eyes kept drifting to her chest as he was distracted by her beautiful breasts. Her nipples, stiffened by the wind, jutted against the thin cotton of her tee shirt.

Kathy smiled at him. "You'll get a chance to see them when we get to the cabin, Tom," she said with a laugh.

Tom pulled into a roadside diner for a fuel top-up and some supplies.

Kathy bounded into the grocery department while Tom filled the car with fuel.

He replaced the hose and fuel-cap and followed Kathy to the shop.

When he went in to pay for the petrol, he noticed Kathy flirting with two guys. He felt a bit jealous, and when he was handed his change he walked quickly over to the trio. Kathy was tall and slim, but these two muscly guys made her look petite.

He grabbed Kathy's arm and said "Come on. Don't talk to strangers."

Kathy pulled away as Tom went through the grocery aisles. "Tom and I are going up to Ramsay's Cabin for the weekend," she said to the two big men. "We've been planning it for months. It's good to finally get out of the city."

Tom rounded on her and hissed, "Kathy! Don't tell everyone where we are going. It could be dangerous."

"Don't be silly," she replied with a laugh. "They are just a couple of hicks."

The two big men turned as one when they heard her say that.

"Oops!" And Kathy blushed.

Later, as they unloaded the groceries into the refrigerator, Kathy remarked how beautiful the view was around the cabin.

Tom agreed, telling her that was why he wanted to bring her up here.

Kathy thanked him and kissed him. Tom tried to wrap his arms around her as he returned the kiss, but she danced away. "Wait till later" she laughed.

They had a light meal, even though it was only four pm. They'd been driving for a long time, and hadn't stopped to eat. They took the meal out to the decking that overlooked a tree-lined canyon.

There was a long wooden seat down below the decking that gave Kathy an idea.

After the meal, Kathy told Tom to strip to his jeans. She always thought he looked sexy, that way. He was happy to oblige, and she told him to wait down there on that seat.

She took her time cleaning and washing up, knowing that Tom would be more than eager to make love when she went down to sit with him.

In about thirty minutes Kathy wandered out to the decking. Tom looked up at her and his eyes opened wide. She had on a gauzy little jacket that came just below her hips. and it was tied with ribbons.

Kathy pretended to be looking out across the canyon as she raised her arms over her head and stretched, and at the same time arched her back and thrust her hips forward.

Tom stood up quickly and gawked at the beautiful sight of Kathy with no panties on. The jacket had lifted up and revealed her downy covered pussy to his view.

She lowered her arms and wandered slowly down to Tom and smiled at the bulge in his jeans.

He grabbed her and started kissing her, and she passionately returned his kisses for a moment, before sliding a hand down to his cock.

She slowly undid the buttons while his hands cupped her beautiful breasts. His cock sprang free as she loosened the last button and she was rewarded with the stiffness of his throbbing cock.

Tom groaned as the massaged his cock and she felt her pussy moistening in readiness for him. Tom Knew that playing with her nipples turned her on almost uncontrollably.

"Not so fast big boy," she laughed. "We have all weekend."

"Yeah," groaned Tom, as he removed his jeans. "But I want you as many times as possible."

Kathy pulled away and undid the ribbons holding her jacket closed. Tom made a grab for her breasts but she jumped away and said, "Steady on, steady on. Don't rush it. I'm not going anywhere."

"Tom grinned at her and said "Yeah, and I know where I want to go. Deep into that hot little pussy of yours."

Kathy told Tom to stand back for a moment, and then she lay lengthwise on the seat with her legs spread wide on either side of it.

"Okay," she said in a husky voice. "Come here and fuck me."

Tom needed no more encouragement. He straddled the seat and his hot gaze roved over Kathy's beautiful, naked body. His cock jutted out just above her inviting sex and she reached up, clasping it, and drew it towards her pussy lips.

Tom bent his knees and Kathy drew his cock to her pussy and started rubbing the tip up and down between the lips. Tom groaned and Kathy arched her body as pleasure suffused them both.

Tom couldn't wait any longer and as Kathy pushed the swollen head of his cock down, he thrust and drove the tip into her vagina. He lowered himself full length onto her naked beauty and slowly pushed his cock deeper into the warm slickness of her cunt.

Kathy arched her hips up as much as she could as Tom started a vigorous thrusting that elicited soft cries of ecstasy from her.

As Toms hips humped up and down with the vigorous fucking, two pairs of eyes watched from the dark shadows of the treeline.

Both watchers were feeling horny as they watched the gorgeous blonde being fucked, and it was obvious to the watchers that she was one sexy bitch.

"Tomorrow." One word and the two watchers disappeared as silently as they'd come.

As Tom's seven inch cock pumped her cunt Kathy moaned softly. "Ooh! Tom! Fuck, this is good. It's so sexy to be fucked like this and no one can see us."

Tom only half understood what Kathy had said. His cock was deep inside his beatiful girlfriend, and he was fucking her. Oh boy, he thought. This is heaven.

Tom came before Kathy as his semen pumped into her, but she didn't mind. His cock usually stayed hard till he'd finished her. His cock kept pounding her pussy for another minute till she came, her head rolling from side to side and her shoulders and torso heaving against him.

He sat back as his legs slid under Kathy's thighs. His hard cock popped out of her and sprang up, flicking a mixture of their juices onto her belly.

She looked down and smiled. "I've got more work to do by the look of things, lover."

Tom grinned and replied, "Just open those lovely legs and let me do the work. You do what you do best and lie back and enjoy it."

He grinned as he realized his cock was not going to leave the party just yet, so he grabbed Kathy by the waist and pulled her up onto his lap. She smiled into his eyes as she raised herself up and let him guide her onto his cock.

He held her hips and rocked her vigorously for a minute or two until she felt his semen pumping deep into her again. She sighed as she leaned against him with her arms around his neck and her head on his shoulder. She smiled as she felt his cock soften and shrink.

They sat like that as they watched the sun go down. Kathy thought it was the most beautiful fuck she'd ever had.

When she whispered into Tom's ear just what she thought of her pleasure, she felt his cock stiffen again.

It was a most erotic sensation. Kathy thrilled as she felt the Tom's hot male flesh swell and thicken as it lengthend, swelling up into her vagina.

With a giggle, she started bouncing up and down as he pulled her tight against him. They both came again, rather quickly, and Kathy felt rather full of Tom's hot juices as he emptied himself into her.

It was rather dark now, so they headed back into the cabin.

Kathy said she'd have a tub, and would Tom fill it for her. Tom laughed and pushed her onto the cabin's bed. "I don't think I'll let my semen-soaked little sex-kitten wash all that sex off. I think you should stay like that all night."

Kathy laughed and said "Okay lover-boy. If you can put up with the smell, I can put up with you."

Tom made exaggerated sniffing sounds before saying, "All I can smell is a musky, sexy bitch in heat."

Kathy made to hit him, but he grabbed her and spun her around before dumping her on the bed. He held her arms as she struggled and giggled, then lowered his lips to hers. As they kissed, she stopped struggling and slipped her arms around his neck.

"I love you," she whispered.

"And I love you, to, darling. Even more than you love me."

Kathy pulled away and frowned at him. "How do you figure that?"

"My cock always comes to the party. It wants to fuck you all the time. Give you lots and lots of hot lovin' baby."

"Kathy laughed and pushed him away. "Typical male," she laughed. "Always wanting to get in my pants."

Tom looked a bit perplexed and asked, "Isn't that what I said?"

That night they fucked two more times before they finally fell asleep.

As Kathy was drifting off, she smiled to herself. I've never felt so sexy before, she thought. Tom is good for me. Her smile widened as she thought of Tom's thick, seven and a half inch cock.

In the morning, they made love again before bounding out of bed. "This mountain air ups the energy level" laughed Kathy.

"Don't you mean the sex level?"

Kathy spun around from getting breakfast for the two of them, making her gorgeous breasts jiggle. With a big smile she said "Maybe I mean the fuck level, Big Tom."

They sat outside, enjoying the view as they each sipped a coffee.

"It's so beautiful here, Tom. Thanks for bringing me."

Tom smiled at Kathy's comment. "As long as you keep naked, I'll bring you as often as you wish, my gorgeously sexy darling."

"You want to get into my pants again, don't you?"

"No! You don't have any on. I just want to get into you."

"You're insatiable," laughed Kathy.

"And I hope you are to. As a matter of fact I know you are."

"This weekend .... I guess I'll be as insatiable as you want." And Kathy gave a throaty chuckle.

Tom smiled, thinking, what a wonderful weekend.

As they sat there with not a care in the world, two men were coming around the cabin from the other side. They sneaked quietly into the cabin and looked around. One of them saw that there were locks on the two doors.

They moved into shadowy corners of the cabin and waited.

Kathy and Tom entered the cabin several minutes later with their arms around each other. They were smiling into each others faces as Tom cupped one of Kathy's breasts.

They moved to the bed and Kathy threw herself down on it and spread her legs wide open as she raised her arms over her head, making her gorgeous breasts jut up.

Two pairs of eyes watched as the girl offered herself to the man. They saw her nipples harden while she watched the man's cock swell and jut out and up. They watched the man climb between the girl's open legs and drive his cock deep into her pussy with a hard thrust.

As they watched quietly from the shadows, the young man held himself up on his stiff arms as his hips pumped his cock in and out of the girl.

Her head rolled from side to side and her shoulders heaved as her stomach muscles tautened with lust while the guy's cock drove her wild.

Kathy came with a shuddering gasp and she lay back quietly letting Tom fuck his semen into her cunt.

After he came, he collapsed onto her slim body, and they lay like that for a few minutes.

The two men moved out of the shadows as Tom and Kathy got up off the bed. They stepped close to the naked Tom and kathy whose mouths dropped open in surprise.

"Hi. Remember us?" said one.

Tom groaned as Kathy cowered behind him.

Tom was hustled to a chair by one of the men and told to sit quietly. He was to shocked to resist. The other man led Kathy away from the bed and looked her up and down. Kathy started to struggle, but the man pushed her towards the end of the table.

The other man tied her hands behind her and then the first man pushed her against the table. She fell back along the table as the man stood between her knees.

Her butt was right on the edge of the table and her hips were thrust upwards. Her pussy lips, still swollen from Tom's fucking were thrust up for the three men to see.

Tom groaned as he realized that these men were going to fuck Kathy. Kathy heard him and turned her head to look at him. She looked a bit frightened, so Tom said "Please don't hurt her. She's only twenty."

The man between her knees placed his hands on her breasts and cupped them, squeezing and moving them around. He felt the nipples respond by stiffening to hard points.

He stepped back and stripped off. Tom's eyes nearly popped and Kathy noticed. She raised her head off the table and gasped. The man's cock was about nine inches long and very thick. The head was a huge purplish knob.

Kathy lay her head back down on the table. She felt a thrill run through her pelvis. She wondered what it would feel like. She felt a bit guilty at such a thought and turned to smile at Tom.

The man stepped closer to Kathy and placed his hands on her knees. He pushed them wid apart before lowering his mouth to her pussy.

His tongue flicked out and licked over the swollen nub of Kathy's clitoris. It was still swollen from Tom's fucking of her just minutes ago.

Kathy gasped as the ecstasy of his lick raged through her pelvis. She writhed and bucked on the table as the man's tongue continued it's assault on her clitoris.

Tom was surprised to see Kathy pleasuring so ecstatically. But then he remembered that kathy was very sexy, and easy to get hot for a good fucking.

Kathy's cries of pleasure and the way she rolled her head from side to side while her hips bucked made Tom feel aroused. He could feel his cock stiffen and rise up.

Kathy came with a convulsive heave, and the man straightened up. He placed the head of his cock against the lips of her pussy and thrust.

She cried out as the head slid into her cunt, and then moaned as the man thrust again driving the full length of that huge cock fully into her.

He thrust powerfully, and Kathy cried and thrashed again and again as she was fucked to another orgasm. The man continued to thrust, pumping his cock in and out of Kathy's vagina until he came, sending spurt after spurt of hot jism deep into her core.

He withdrew, and the other man took his place between Kathy's legs. He thrust his cock deep into her vagina and started pumping her with powerful thrusts of his cock.

Kathy moaned and bucked again and again, and Tom realized she was cumming again. The man took his time with her, and Kathy was getting quiet as he came, pumping more hot semen into her.

The man withdrew and they turned to Tom. "We are taking your car back with us to town. We'll be back tomorrow, so be ready for us, hey?"

"What do you want?"

"We want to fuck your girlfriend again. She's hot. You saw how she liked it."

Tom had to agree. He said, "Yes, but we have to head back to the city tomorrow."

The men chuckled. One of them said "You'd better make it a long weekend buddy. You ain't goin' anywhere till we've had a coupla days with your sweetheart here. I'm sure she'll want more of us."

They turned and walked out. Tom heard his car start up and went over to Kathy. "Are you alright?" he asked.

Kathy couldn't look at him for a minute, then turned to face him. "I'm sorry, Tom. I couldn't help it."

Tom kissed her and said, "It wasn't your fault, sweetheart. There was no stopping them."

"Tom, darling," she said, "I came three times. It was great. I enjoyed what they did to me. They fucked me and I pleasured while they fucked me."

Tom thought about it for a while before saying, "It's better than them hurting you. And I have to confess, I liked the look of your beautiful body bucking while you were ridden. It turned me on to watch you being fucked."

Kathy sat up and saw that Tom's cock was hard and jutting up. She slid off the table, leaving a small puddle of semen there, and knelt in front of Tom. She took his cock into her hot little mouth and started to suck him. He came quickly, and Kathy swallowed his cum.

Tom was amazed. "You've never let me ... you've never sucked cock before, honey."

Kathy stood up and tossed her hair sexily. "I don't know what will happen tomorrow, Tom. Only that those two men will be back and they are going to fuck me. A lot."

Tom looked at her and asked, "Are you going to enjoy it?"

"Silly boy," she answered. "You always said I was a hot bitch."

Kathy kept Tom tired for the rest of the day, but when evening came, she put a curfew on. "You know those two guys are going to fuck my brains out tomorrow," she said. "I think I need some rest."

Tom felt a mixture of horniness and jealousy as he thought of the two men fucking Kathy. He couldn't help it but his hand went to his stiff cock.

Kathy noticed and slid closer to him in the bed. "Let me do that for you," she said. Wrapping her hand around his cock she pumped it up and down till he came.

They slept reasonably well that night, knowing what the next day would bring.

Tom was sitting inside drinking coffee, while Kathy sat out on the wooden bench. Tom had shorts on, but Kathy was beautifully naked.

He knew that Kathy was waiting for the two men. It turned him on to think how sexy Kathy was feeling. He knew Kathy was waiting to be fucked.

He heard the low rumble of his car approching. Tom didn't move, but after a few minutes, he saw the two men approach Kathy. She looked up at them and then lay back along the bench.

Tom watched as the two men fucked Kathy again and again. He was jealous, but it aroused him to see Kathy's body arching with lust as she was fucked.

The two men left after two hours, and Tom went out to Kathy. She told him they said they'd be back about four pm.

Tom gazed across the valley as Kathy darted inside. He heard running water and smiled. Kathy must be feeling a bit guilty. She's going to wash their lust of her body.

Half an hour later, Kathy came out and put her arms around Tom's neck. "I missed you, Tom," she whispered into his ear. Tom smiled at her.

Kathy's face lit up at Tom's smile. This was a mean thing to happen on their first weekend together, but Tom was obviously forgiving her. "Let's find a nice grassy spot, Tom. We can fuck all day."

It didn't take long. Tom found a nice patch of soft grass, and Kathy lay on it with her legs wide open and a sexy smile on her face. Tom removed his shorts and his cock springing free made Kathy moan.

He knelt between Kathy's spread thighs and noticed how swollen her pussy was. The lips were still open and her clitoris was slightly visible.

Tom moved up her body until his cock was poised over her pussy and then he plunged it into her. He groaned at the heat of her cunt as he thrust in and out, pleasuring her and himself as he fucked her.

After they'sd both cum, he lay upon her, his cock still deep inside her hot cunt.

They lay together like that until they wanted to fuck again, which they did several times during the day.

Four oclock came around and Tom saw that Kathy was eager to let the two guys fuck her. She tried to hide it, but he knew Kathy and she was obviously excited.

They turned up soon enough, and this time, they took Kathy to the bed. They lay on either side of her and took turns fucking her again and again.

It was well into the night when the two guys drove off in Tom's car again. He was sleepy, so he didn't go into the cabin, but dozed on the bench.

It must have been about midnite when Tom was woken from a deep sleep. It was Kathy, shaking his shoulder. "Tom. Come to bed. Please. I"m sorry."

Tom got up and she led him to the bed. He lay down on it, but Kathy wanted to show her boyfriend she cared. She pushed him onto his back and knelt over him, straddling his hips. She caressed his cock with one hand till it stood up stiff.




The Long Weekend



She lowered her pussy to his cock tip and guided it into herself. She pressed down, taking him fully into her cunt before rocking back and forth.

Tom groaned as pleasure built up in his loins. He came, spurting his semen deep into Kathy's vagina.

She leaned down onto him, cuddling him and crying softly.

Tom put his arms around her and rocked her gently until her crying stopped.

She lifted her head and looked into his eyes and he said, "Hey sweetheart, it's alright. After tomorrow we'll look back on this as an adventure. A long weekend that was most enjoyable."

Kathy kissed him and murmured, "Thanks, Tom."

Next morning, the two guys turned up early. One of them said "We know you have a long way to drive, so we thought we'd let you get away early."

The other guy grinned at Kathy and said "Yeah. We wanta fuck you good, so you'll remember us hicks next time you come to the country."

Tom wondered what they meant, and so did Kathy.

They didn't have to wonder to long. One of the men fucked Kathy doggy style while the other made her suck his cock. After they'd both cum, they took turns fucking Kathy on the bed.

Tom stayed to watch the action and was only a little bit surprised that he could still get fully aroused watching Kathy being fucked by these two me.

After a brief respite, and a cup of coffee, one of the men took Kathy back to the bed. He fucked her for a moment before withdrawing his slick cock from her vagina.

He stood up and made Kathy stand, bending over one of the chairs. He pressed his cock to her anus and she flinched. "Come on," he chided. "Relax and it wont hurt."

Kathy took a deep breath and willed herself to relax. The man took the opportunity to thrust, and his cum-slick cock slid easily into Kathy's anus.

She was surprised that it hadn't hurt, and then the man reached around her and cupped her breasts in both hands. The other man then stepped close to her and crouched down till the tip of his huge cock pressed between Kathy's pussy lips.

He straightened up and his cock drove straight up into Kathy's pussy.

Kathy moaned as she was lifted off the floor by both men's cocks. They started to fuck her, driving both cocks deep into her again and again.

Kathy was thrilled by the unexpected fucking and came once. The men both came, and Kathy felt their hot semen filling her vagina and anus.

Both men withdrew after a while, and let Kathy to stagger over to the bed. She lay there for a while as the men left, leaving Tom's car for the couple to return to the city.

It was Tuesday morning and Tom was trying to explain that the car had broken down. Of course no-one believed him. One guy had gone down to the parking lot and with a wink at Tom he told Kathy there was a distinct smell of musk in the car.

Kathy glared at him and the office started to settle down.

A week later, Tom asked Kathy if she wanted to go up the country for a long weekend.

She glared at him for a moment, then burst out laughing. "I think we should take a short cruise, next time, Tom."

THE END. 



The Long Weekend: A Fairy Tale



Once upon a time, there was sexy blonde cocktease princess named Candy. When Princess Candy was young, she was a brutal cockteasing bitch. She liked nothing more than teasing men, all kinds of men, from the buffest athletes to the geekiest frat boy. She loved leaving men high and dry, using her big tits as a weapon of torture to leave behind big blue balls in her wake. She became the ultimate temptation; men could not help but try and get in her panties, but almost all of them went home hard and blue.

But deep inside, Princess Candy was a bad girl who loved cocks. Big, thick, fat cocks that would fill her incredibly tight little pussy. While she teased all men she would only ever think of pleasing the biggest and strongest men because only they deserved such a perfect cockteasing princess as her. She liked their fast bikes and good looks but what she really liked is that they could touch that part deep inside her that needed itching. When they did that, she would grant them the biggest orgasms ever, but only after they had suffered her cruel teasing for a time. It made them want her more. 

Then one day, Princess Candy met a powerful Wizard. The Wizard was not the strongest and he was far from the biggest man, but he had the biggest brain. His magic was strong. Princess Candy fell madly in love with the Wizard, who used his powers to chase away the many bigger and stronger men who desired nothing short of tasting a piece of Princess Candy. No man could penetrate the Wizard's protective shield.

Then one day, a Bad Prince saw Princess Candy from afar and decided he must have her. The Bad Prince had met Princess Candy long before and all he got to show for it was a grinding dance that left his enormous cock hard and dripping. But back then the Bad Prince was proud, and when Princess Candy walked away he did not follow. He regretted this ever since. He knew her pussy was built to tease his giant cock. And now it was under the protection of the Wizard whose powers were great. 

Years went by and the Bad Prince seduced women of all colors and kinds, but he could never shake the memory of Princess Candy. Oh how he longed to be teased by this brutal Princess! Oh how he wanted her to tease and torture his huge cock and only when he could take no more give him the relief his huge cock so desperately needed. Oh how he needed her to use his big cock as her personal sex toy. Of all women alive, only Princess Candy could handle his pussy wrecking monster.

Then one fateful day he saw her again. She looked as good as she had all those years before, and he wanted her. His huge cock wanted her. But when he saw the Wizard he knew he could never have her, for the Wizard stood in his way.

For her part, Princess Candy was more in love with the Wizard then ever before. She was still the brutal cocktease she was before, but the Wizard's goodness caused her to always relent and give him the huge orgasms that before only a man with a huge cock who touched that place deep inside her deserved. The problem was the Wizard's penis. It was just big enough that if he stretched like an acrobat he could brush against the place that needed itching inside her, but he was not big enough to fully satisfy this itch. In truth, the Wizard became the teaser, constantly reminding Princess Candy about what her body craved.

Despite this, Princess Candy was very happy. The Wizard worked all of his magic to give her the orgasms she needed and she found great sexual satisfaction in teasing his penis. She fantasized about big cocks and it helped her to get off. Then, one day, she met the Bad Prince. The Bad Prince set off memories of big cocks gone by, and the more she got to know him, the more she realized only he of all men on earth had what she wanted. She was incredibly happy with an ultra successful career and blissful family and a Wizard she loved more than life itself, but she wanted that big cock. It was wrong, it was greedy, it was bad. But she wanted it nonetheless.

Of course, the Bad Prince tried to seduce Princess Candy, but he was blocked at every turn by the powerful Wizard. He admired and envied the Wizard, and became obsessed with defeating him, knowing the ultimate prize that awaited his victory. But his victory was denied him. The Wizard was just too powerful. The Bad Prince made a series of fatal mistakes and was finally and completed banished, setting off for his island fortress to lick his wounds and sulk. Occasionally he had friends in their line of business take photos of Princess Candy so he could marvel at how much more beautiful she had become, how much longer her blonde hair had grown, how toned her body was. He read all her articles and downloaded her race pictures and dreamed of crushing her pussy with his huge cock.

Having been forever unleashed by the Bad Prince, Princess Candy for the first time in years began to develop even more fully her cockteasing powers. She finally began to understand, thanks to the Bad Prince, the power she had over men and how much it made her pussy buzz. But it was too late for the Bad Prince. He could not overcome the Wizard. He resigned himself to a lifetime of fucking Princess Candy clones who could never, ever understand the teasing and denial that the Bad Prince craved.

Then, one fateful day, a thought came to him. The Bad Prince was too weak to defeat the Wizard. But, if Princess Candy and the Bad Prince worked together, they could break the power of the Wizard and with the Wizard humbled and humiliated they go give each other what both of them wanted. It was an evil plan that only a very, very bad girl would want to do. But despite her sweet and innocent looks, Princess Candy was a very naughty girl inside. Being bad made her pussy melt, and this would be the baddest thing she could ever do, helping the Wizard's greatest rival defeat and humiliate him. For wasn't she as sick as the Bad Prince of the Wizard always winning everything???

The problem was that the Wizard was powerful enough to thwart them both, and was wary of almost all tricks and traps. The plan would have to be slowly implemented over a long period of time until by the time the Wizard realized what was happening, it would be too late. The Bad Prince would be installed as the new alpha male and the Wizard would be relegated to permanent tease toy, a living blow-up doll for Princess Candy's cruel pleasure. From his island fortress the Bad Prince would decide whether the Wizard could orgasm, and the answer would always be NO.

But how to defeat the Wizard? The Bad Prince knew exactly what the Wizard's only weakness was because it was also his, and the Bad Prince and the Wizard were flip sides of the same coin, one all brain and the other all cock. The Wizard's weakness was teasing and denial. The more Princess Candy teased, the more she denied the Wizard, the weaker his powers became. The hornier she made him the more easily he could be controlled, and the more ready he was to do whatever she asked. After enough time, if the Wizard were unwary, Princess Candy could take complete control of his cock and orgasms. Only then, could the Bad Prince ever stand a chance against the Wizard. Only if Princess Candy stood with the Bad Prince could she ever feel that huge cock inside her, have the bad girl longing to be naughty come out and play every now and then.

Oh how the Bad Prince dreamed of the day when he could claim those inches deep inside Princess Candy promised to him so long ago! The Bad Prince knew the greatest moment of his life would be when Princess Candy forced the Wizard to personally lube up the Bad Prince's huge cock in preparation for his hammering her tight little pussy. To see the tears of frustration rolling down the helpless Wizard's face as he mounted Princess Candy from behind while the Wizard was forced to watch the Bad Prince hammer her oh-so-tight little wild flower was his ultimate goal.

But how to break the Wizard's power?

Princess Candy could never hint that the Bad Prince had come back, for if she did the Wizard would be on guard and their evil plan would be forever denied. The process of breaking the Wizard would have to be agonizingly slow, and the Bad Prince wasn't sure that Princess Candy, who wanted everything now, could move slowly enough. The Bad Prince could help develop new and terrible ideas for enslaving the Wizard, but only if Princess Candy agreed to follow the instructions to the letter. For as she learned how to break the Wizard, she would be learning also how to tease the Bad Prince. It was what made the plan so evil. The Wizard became the training ground for teasing the new alpha male, and he would not realize it until it was too late.

The dilemma was a difficult one for Princess Candy. She would always love the Wizard with every ounce of her body, but could she make the Wizard accept the ultimate humiliation for her own greedy pleasure? Could she train her body to feed off the Wizard's sexual frustration? Could she become the sweetest, most terrible tease? Could she continue turning herself into the ultimate fantasy pinup and then use her body and looks to drive the Wizard insane? Could she teach herself to smile innocently, hold the Wizard on the edge of an orgasm that will never come, and have a huge orgasm thinking of the Bad Prince's huge cock all at the same time? Could she keep their evil plan a secret? Could she so totally enslave the Wizard to her pussy, make him so desperate he would do anything for her? Could she train him like Pavloff's dog to get hard and dripping over anything the Bad Prince desired? Could Princess Candy make the Wizard so addicted to teasing that the thought of having it taken away would make him tremble in fear? And most importantly, could Princess Candy be powerful enough to completed control and totally dominate two men at the same time, one alpha male with the biggest cock and one beta male with the biggest brain? Could she truly be the one woman who could have a long weekend every now and then with a big cock to satisfy the bad girl deep inside and still have a blissfully happy home life?

Princess Candy thought the matter over long and hard. The Bad Prince would never contact her directly until he knew that she had tamed the Wizard. If she wanted to play the game, the Bad Prince made it clear that under no circumstance was she to contact him directly, but instead would wait patiently for instructions. If Princess Candy, the Brutal Teaser, wanted to play, she knew that all she had to do was send a one-word message: Yes. Then sit back and wait. 

The end. Or the beginning?



The Long Weekend Ch. 01



It was a warm fall day and you were dying to get home from work. It is Labor Day weekend and you felt entitled to 3 days off and a night in Portland with absolutely no distractions between us. They let you off early so you could catch the train and miss the traffic. Your mind wanders to and from and in and out of consciousness. The plan for this evening has been forming in your mind for months. In your mind you can see the pre-cum leaking from my cock as you take me to the edge repetitively without cessation or satisfaction. You know exactly what you will do. 

You enter our place and drop your keys loudly. I smile and saunter up to you. You shake you head and stick your hand down the front of my shorts. You know I've been playing with myself all day long and have cum a couple of times. At one point I interrupted you right before a meeting to make you listen to me cum while I jerked off to videos of you playing with yourself. This partially annoys you. 

"Come with me," you say leading me towards the bedroom. You set it up the way you wanted it before you left, knowing I would be too confused or too lazy to rearrange it. There is a stool in the center of the bedroom. You tell me to strip. Thinking nothing more than that I am going to get laid, I strip quickly. Little do I know what is in store. Once naked, you reach down and feel my hardening cock. It feels rough and dry. "How many times did you stroke yourself today?" you ask. 

"Three times, once after I woke up, once on the phone, and once on the Internet." You tell me to get some lotion so you can soften me up a bit and so you can stroke me off. I do so. When I come back you have two sets of fur-covered restraints in your hand. 

"Stand here," you order pointing to the floor in front of the stool. I move there quickly, liking where hand cuffs and lotion is taking me. You tell me to spread my legs and you kneel in front of me. I can feel your face hovering near my cock. You breathe on it to distract me as you attach the restraints from my ankles to the legs of the stool. You smile up at me and laugh, one set of restraints on. 

You pull my arms behind my back and attach the restraints to each wrist ensuring that the restraints are routed through a vertical bar in the back of the chair. You have me immobilized and you step back to admire your handy work. You rub some lotion between your palms to give me the illusion that you may satisfy me quickly, or even slowly but in the near future. You relish my gasp as your soft hand makes contact with my cock and begins to stroke it in a pulling fashion. You bite your lip and continue to stroke me until I am good and hard. I start to nod to let you know that you are doing it right and that if you continue you will make me cum. You smile and turn around and walk out. 

Stunned I hear you start to cook dinner. I am amazed and start to try to move around with my hands and feet attached to the stool. You hear the noise and come in to settle me down. To this end, you drop to your knees and lick me once from the base to the tip of my cock. You promptly stand-up and look me straight in the face, grabbing my chin, you tell me that if I fall you are not going to untie me all night and nor help me up. With that you turn-about and walk out of the room to continue dinner. 

About a half hour later you return to the bedroom and start stripping. I can hear the TV blaring. You are naked in front of me, and you turn around pressing your sex into my hard cock. You reach between your legs and stroke the underside of my cock with your fingers while you moistening pussy lips massage the top half. You turn around to face me and pull my cock so that it points towards the ground and then you step in close, slowly allowing my cock to point up to the sky. I feel the electricity and approach of my own orgasm as you allow my head to reach your pussy. You reach below our waists and start to rub my rock on your clit. Your pace increases as I let out moans of frustration. I am torn between the pleasure of your hand and wetness on my cock and the futility of the act because I am well aware that I will not orgasm in this manner. You lean in closer and bite my earlobe and breathe heavily into my ear. I can tell by your rhythm that you are getting close. Your head falls to the crook of my neck and I feel you bite my neck with all of your strength. My knees buckle as you start to quiver and contort you body with the waves of your orgasm. 

"I m cumming," you breathe through your teeth. I can feel the near growl deep down inside of me through the tension and pain you are inflicting in my neck. You release me and it is like having a mini-orgasm of my own when you release my neck. I am dying for satisfaction now and you laugh at my thrusting as you put on your comfortable sweats and leave the room. 

Five, maybe ten minutes of waiting pass and I hear a cell phone ring. I hear bits and pieces of the conversation but gather the bulk of it. You have invited you friend Melanie over to watch this show and have told her that I was out with the boys. Instantly my mind is frantic with the situation. What is she doing? What is she setting me up for? This could be really embarrassing. I start to struggle and I realize I am about to fall. Remembering your earlier threat, I stop. The best case scenario I can imagine out of this is a bad case of blue balls, the worst is the embarrassment of being seen naked, vulnerable, and aroused by one of my friend's wife. 

Unsure what to do, I call out to you. You stick your head inside the door and say "Shut up or I will leave this door open." With that I am silent for the rest of the evening. Standing with an erection in the center of our bedroom I perch on the stool and wait. I hear the phone ring and you answer. You enter the room on the phone and grab my cock as you hit "9" and buzz her in. I feel you raise your knee into my groin and I bite my lip. It is agony as you torture me with the start of a quick hand-job before letting Melanie in. You stroke me for an eternity, the veins bulging in my heavily aroused cock and all I can hope is that Melanie gets lost on the way to our apartment so I can receive some satisfaction. There is a knock at the door and I feel a sharp slap on my balls as you depart the room, leaving the door open a crack. 

Melanie enters our apartment and I can immediately tell it's her. She is very outgoing and talkative and her voice carries. "Has it started already?" she asks and I think, yes it has. I listen to talk about this worthless show as I stand helpless and erect. Thankfully, my arousal is starting to wane and I think I can at least scoot over to be out of the line of sight of the crack in the door. It's a commercial when you enter the room again. You notice I have moved and that I am starting to relax. You give me the stare of death as you drag the chair back to the center of the room while I scamper with short choppy steps to try not to tip over. When satisfied you grip my balls tightly and squeeze them. The sharp pain runs through them. I think you are going to crush them as you lean in and tell me "She's going to hear you and then I am going to let her come back here." Terrified I nod and you know I will not move. You move out of my sight and come back with a strap of leather with a buckle on the end. I groan, knowing what is about to happen next. I feel its cool, smooth texture as you wrap it around the base of my cock and cinch it down tightly. The veins immediately emerge from my cock and know soon my dick will be purple and throbbing. 

The show goes on for an eternity, I can hear you two conversing about the program, work, and the upcoming weekend. It seems you both think we should leave around midnight and stay in all day "resting up." I hear you both laugh and giggle. She makes some comment about not getting enough this week. Clearly and loudly she states, "So we'll definitely be resting up all day," followed by a giggle. Looking forward to the prospect of fucking your brains out all day uninterrupted causes additional blood to flow to my cock and be trapped by the sinister cock strap. A commercial comes, I note the obnoxious jingle and I hear movement. Terrified, I lock my knees and stand rigid. I hear Melanie move to the bathroom. I see as her head turns towards the crack in the door as she enters. I think I notice a subtle grin on her face as she passes into the bathroom. She moves back to the front room and I can hear her sit. More movement. You enter the bedroom. You rake your fingernails along my cock. Noticing the pre-cum starting to form at the tip, you smile and pull something off of the seat of the stool I am attached to for the evening. My world goes dark and I groan. I feel the earplugs go in. I cannot sense anything outside the sense of touch. I am alone in the dark. 

My mind is running wild. 

Did I hear the door shut? Is it open?

Was that a camera flash? Who's moving around me? 

Whats going here? Why is my cock so fucking hard? 

All of a sudden my world is tipped over and I am falling. It hurts and my back and shoulders are jolted as a shock of pain runs up my arms. I am powerless and on my back. Really I am not on my back, but laying with my back to the floor on top of the stool. As painful as you can imagine. And in my discomfort I feel a hand start to stroke my hardened cock. The veins bulging out of it and a purple hue to it denoting the blood trapped in it. Fuck, your hand feels good. Then it hits me, surely Melanie heard the crash of me falling to the floor. Certainly she would come in to see what happened. Is she watching you stroke me? What are you doing? I am so fucking confused. Do you want her to watch you torture me? And then nothing. I am left alone, lying on top of the stool, my back towards the ground, my cock pointing straight to the sky. 

I can hear and sense nothing, I strain to lift my head and see anything but it is useless. After an eternity of uncomfortable waiting I hear the bedroom door slam. Then nothing. I think I can feel someone sitting down on the bed. Then I feel it, it is your vibrator and you are pushing it against my asshole. Then I feel icy hands envelop my cock. They are wet and I feel the ice cube running up and down my cock. At first I think you are teasing me, measuring the heat of my cock against the cold of the ice cube. When it is replaced by the second, third, and forth I realize your intentions are much more evil. It is about the time when my cock is going numb completely that I think I see the flash of a camera. The cold at the base of my cock is debilitating, however, the rest of me, north of the base, has gone numb. 

I feel you straddle me, your legs are on the outside of my hips. I assume you are hovering over me and then I feel our hips pressed together. Without knowing for certain I can assume that I have entered you. I feel you legs flex as you move your hips up and down and it is not until they third thrust that you impale yourself on my icy and numb cock deep enough for me to be certain that I am inside of you. You are riding my cock with abandon, slamming against me in rapid fashion. My back feels like it will break against the portions of the stool digging into it. My cock is beginning to warm back up. Numbness is replaced by blinding pain. Stabbing and ferocious I realize the pain of the rapid freezing of my cock is only intensified by the massive amount of blood trapped in my cock. You feel the heat building back up into my cock and the teasing with the vibrator resumes. I feel it plunged into my asshole now. 

Too many stimulations are going into me right now as I wince in pain as it is forced further in and you lean over and clamp your teeth down on my nipple. The cum is forcing against the strap and I cannot fathom why I have not cum yet. I am in no state to consider how you are pulling all of this off. It feels like your hands are everywhere. Again, I think I sense the flash of a camera. You continue to work the vibrator in and out of me, while fucking me with abandon. I cannot sense if you've cum, it's only me and my cock. Then I feel your hand at the base of my cock. You are forcing yourself all the way down onto me, I can feel your wet lips against my balls as you release the strap. Instantly, I am cumming. My asshole grasps the vibrator. The pain is intense and my orgasm comes in 3 large waves. The first wave is the washing of the pain away replaced by an amazing pleasure, it feels as if absolutely no semen is ejaculated. The second is this seizure, this intense forcing and locking of the muscles in my groin. Coupled with this is a huge amount of semen being shot forth into you. It is during this second seizure that I sense the flashing again. The third wave is the release of the seizure, during this convulsion I feel the small remainder of semen pour out of me into you. The flashing continues. All tension in my muscles is released. Secured firmly to the stool, I relax. I feel the vibrator drop out. I feel you pussy grinding into me, getting every last drop of cum out of me. My mouth is gaping open, gasping for air. I feel your pussy move off of my cock and I am still breathing heavily when I feel your pussy lips against my mouth. Your hands go to the back of my head, now I am sure I hear a camera and I know those are flashes. Holding my mouth to your pussy with one hand I feel you take out one of the earplugs. "Eat it. Eat it all," you command and your knees clamp to the side of my head. Helpless, all I can do is suck your pussy until you are satisfied. The flashing is increasing and I feel you hovering over my face on the occasion. Finally, you hover over me and do not place your pussy lips on my face. The flashing comes in a short burst of five. It stops as you sit next to me. I can feel you smile down onto me as you take your finger and wipe the cum from my lips and place it into my mouth. Again with the flashes. 

It is now that I realize how spent I am. The familiar stabbing pain in my balls rises up letting me know that I have expended all the juice in my balls. I feel like I am going to pass out. I fight against it, but I can't help it, and I fall asleep.

The pain from my back is what brings me back to. I realize the blindfold has been removed. It must be at least 9pm because its dark. I am alone. My cock is killing me, I laugh to myself thinking I shouldn't have jerked off so much today. I am still firmly attached to the stool. 

"Babe, come fucking let me out of this thing, this is ridiculous," I yell. 

"Hey, you, how was it?" you smile at me. 

As you let me go, you laugh and we talk about how hot it was. You tell me that we are leaving in three hours and that I need to pack, eat, and take a nap. You tell me how much you are going to need me for the ride and then "after." 



The Long Weekend Ch. 01-05



I enjoyed Wooededtree's stories and with him not on the site anymore I must acknowledge his inspiration for me to tr and write my first story. Be kind and more chapters will follow. Hope you like the work. Jr. and his friends are all over 18 and at college.

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"I'm outside on the patio Junior, I can't hear you!" Annie shouted. 'Can you come out here?'

She had been on the secluded patio less than hour trying kick-start her summer tan. Her aqua colored two piece suit stretched over her large tits barely covering the large coke-can sized areolas. The perspiration caused by the unusually hot spring sun mixed with the coconut and baby oils gave her body a glistening sheen. As she sat up, the sheen gathered in small riverlets as it ran over her large breasts, pooling in the cups of her top, before dripping onto the magazine she was holding. 

"OK Mom" Junior called out as he closed off his mobile and stepped thru the patio door.

"Mom, it's a three day weekend at college and Jake and his dad asked if I could come up to their new cottage and give them a hand with some work this weekend. Can I go?' Junior's voice trailed off as he saw his mother stretched out on the chaise lounge. Feeling a surge of blood to his heavy cock, he stared at his sexy 44 year old mother, his nostrils catching the wafting scent of warm oil.

'Come out here so we can talk more about it without having to yell at each other and bother the neighbors." said Annie as she put her magazine aside and lay back down resting her feet on the sides of the chaise. Pulling the chaise's adjustable sun shade over her head and eyes, she could not see Jr's face, but that was the idea, as it allowed her to stare at his swelling crotch as he walked toward her. Her nipples began to harden and lengthen pushing out on the soft fabric of her unpadded swim top. The sun shade also allowed Jr. to let his gaze wander from her painted toenails, up her thighs, along the V of her swim suit which highlighted her camel toe, past her slightly swelling stomach to stare at her nipples expanding like newly formed twin volcano peaks. His cock twitched in his shorts as he unconsciously brushed it downward. 

"Pull up a chair, but don't block the sun." Annie implored. Jake shrugged off this Tshirt as he dragged a chair across the tiles, set it down next to her out-stretched legs then sat and faced her. "How come you have that old suit on?" he asked.

"Dunno really, I know you and your dad always want me to wear the yellow bikini you had me buy last year, but it's early in the season and I don't want certain parts of me to get burnt." 

"Mom, you know Sr. and I like it when you to wear it. I think he likes it maybe more than I do. It makes you look so sexy and I know once you put it on, you love the feelings you get." Jr. chastised as he sat forward in the chair. Now that he could see her face, he looked in eyes and held her gaze. Reaching out his left hand to touch her arm, "At least, lose the shoulder straps to reduce the tan lines." As he spoke firmly but gently, he lightly slid his fingers up and pushed his index finger under the closest strap and pulled it off her shoulder. Annie automatically flexed her shoulder forward easing the strap's fall down to the crux of her elbow.

"Now, you do the other side yourself." commanded Jr. as he sat back in the chair and watched as a slight tremble ran through her body as she reached up tentatively and let the other strap fall. "That's much better, now, peel the tops down a bit to get a bit more sun on your chest." Jr. told her as he slouched down in the chair.

"Jr. stop pestering, and tell me more about what Jake and his dad want." Annie, read the confidence in his eyes, then looking down at her chest and with trepidation, rolled down the top of her suit so the nipples were holding up the top, and her upper areolas were exposed to the air and more importantly to Jr. 

"Mom, you know Jake's parent's bought a cottage by the river and they just took possession of it. They want to do a basic clean up before the holiday weekend in two weeks. They said they would pay me and drive me up and back. I can use the money, I want to go and it will be fun, just the three of us! Jake's mother is volunteering this weekend with her church group at the hospital, anyway, I think she is trying to avoid any work." 

As he was pleading his case, Jr.'s was casually rubbing his hand up and down the slick oil on Annie's smooth calf that was closest to him. Every time he reached her knee he gently drew circles inside it and pulled out toward his chair, parting her legs more and more. As Annie's legs took on the look of a figure 4, he could clearly see how each one ran up to the curve of her ass and how the inside her thighs formed two recesses that made her mound so prominent. 

Annie was biting her bottom lip and gripping the arms of the lounger, but managed say, 'I was hoping that the three of us could do something together ourselves this weekend. You know, go for drive, shopping, dinner and movie at the Cineplex in the next town?' Finally getting the last words out she averted her eyes and because of her arousal tilted her pelvis upward suggestively drawing attention to how her swim suit was being stretched over her swelling lips and digging into her vagina.

Jr. slid his chair closer and slipped down in it even more, opened his legs and let the hem of the shorts fall away so that his cock could expand more freely. His cockhead was searching for the sun light, the fresh air and did not have far to go. He saw his mother's eyes probing beyond her outstretch hand and to find the reddish-purple head of his cock, being presented to her. Staring at the outline of his mother's cunt being offered to him, Jr's voice became more adamant as he declared, 'We can do that anytime, I want to go and besides you'll have dad here and do those things with him." Lowering his voice and stroking higher toward to the dampening V of motherhood, he said, 'Touch it for me!'

His mother looked at him and her eyes were wide, questioning. Did he mean that wonderful cock of his or her throbbing wet pussy? She knew that he loved both.....she loved both. What did he want her to do? The thought of touching the velvet hardness of his cock and stoking it until he cums all over her was the first thought. Her own pleasure of a exposing herself, fingering herself to orgasm for his pleasure was the second. I NEED BOTH AND I NEED THEM NOW she thought. She was desperate for relief, the slow wind up that Jr. had been tormenting her with, was blissful agony.

Reaching down with her right hand she slid it under the waist band of her swim suit. Simultaneously, with her left hand, she let go of the chaise arm that she had been gripping and stretched her fingers touched his knee and began working her hand toward his magnificent cock...the cock she needed.

BRIIIIIIIIINNNNGGG, BRRIIIINNNNNNG, the portable house phone echoed loudly off the metal table next to them. It scared the dickens out of them, broke the fog of lust they were becoming immersed in. Jerking upright, one of Annie's large breasts had fallen free and was tormenting Jr. as it quivered in front of him. His cock was still looking for release but the scare had begun to take its toll.

Leaving her breast to sway deliciously in front of Jr. she picked up the phone. Annie answered, 'Oh hi, Sr. this is a surprise. No, I'm on the patio with Jr. getting some sun.' Listening intently to the voice on the other end of the phone, her face betrayed her emotions as she lost her smile. 'No, I understand. I'll see you in a few minutes.' she sighed as she hung up the phone.

'That as your father, he's been called away to trouble shoot an emergency at a plant in Chicago, and may be gone for the weekend. He'll be home in a few minutes to pack. I'll make him a sandwich for the plane since he won't have time for lunch. Well there go my weekend plans. He's away and you want to go. What am I to do?" she voiced to no one in particular.

Seizing the situation, Jr. piped up, 'Why don't I ask Jake and his dad if you can come to? You and I could drive ourselves, have a picnic on the way. The water is too cold to swim but you can hang around on their deck and work on your tan while we work. I think the cottage has a hot tub. I know that Jake wants to see you again. I'm sure his dad wouldn't mind. What do you think?

A small smile came to Annie's face. 'Let me think about it while I make lunch.' It seems you can turn lemons into lemonade she thought, as she began to collect her things, leaving Jr. to consider the many possibilities.

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While watching his mother, still in her two piece swim suit, make a take away lunch for his dad, Jr. was on the phone to Jake. "Yes, I think I can convince her to come if it's fine with your dad. You, think he'll be cool with her coming. Yes, I will tell her to wear her sexy clothes, but what about your dad, what would he think? Yeah, I think he would like to see her great body as well. Super, I'll tell her." Jake closed the mobile connection and spoke to his mother.

'Mom. Jake and his dad said they'd love to have you come, it will keep them from working too hard. And yes, since it the water will be too cold to swim, the hot tub can be fired up to if you get too tired from tanning yourself. They said they might even join you in it, if their muscles are sore from the work. Mom, Jake and I want you come for the weekend, you deserve it.' 

'I'll check with your dad when he gets here, now scram and finish your home work. With a brief grin to herself she thought about the might lay in store for her. A submissive life easy she mused, others make the plans and tell you what to do. All you had to do was follow instructions.

'Wow, you look fantastic, I am sure glad some hot weather is here.' Sr. called out breathlessly as he almost ran into the kitchen while ogling his wife's long legs. Dead ahead of him, bending over getting something out of the fridge, was his wife of 25 years. He walked up behind her, wrapped his hands around each side of her waist, and reached down and under to feel her hanging tits. Feeling her swollen nipples, he pressed his cock into the crack of her ass and pushed her almost into the fridge.

'Stop that Sr., I've got my hands hand full!' she playfully retorted. She secretly loved it when he played with her and being in the kitchen in such a revealing outfit was exciting. She pushed her ass back into his cock as he ground into her, then pulled away, to put the food down on the counter. 'I need to finish this if you are going to make your plane....shouldn't you go pack?' she demurred, not really wanting the attention to stop. "Oh, by the way, Jake and his dad asked Jr. to help them out at their new cottage this weekend and since you are going be away, Jr. asked if could tag along. You wouldn't mind would you? I could use more time outside in the sun and I might be of some help.'

Clasping her upper arms, Sr. turned her around to face him as he slid his thumbs under her bra straps and pulled them out, away from her body. Moving his thumbs up, he slid the straps off her shoulders for the second time in less than ½ hour. 'Let me look at you, lean back on the counter and support yourself with your hands and open your legs.' Sr. ordered. 'That is beautiful!' he exclaimed. Leaning back, pushed her breasts out toward him and made the straps fall down further. Opening her legs suggestively pushed her swelling pussy closer to the tent in his pants. She averted her eyes as he stared at her wonton display.

'Can I count on you being good and doing what Jr. tells you to do? Annie nodded. 'Will you miss me? Annie nodded. 'Well, if you wear this sexy swim suit, you won't have time to miss me with three men around. What about the suit that Jr. made you buy last year? I want you to take that one and wear it for Jake's dad. Will you do that?' Annie nodded.

The conversation was making her flush and her pussy between to dampen when Jr. interrupted the moment by calling out, "Mom, did you talk to dad about the weekend.?"

"Well Sr., what should I tell him?" Annie asked as she felt her breasts spilling out of her unsupported top. Sr.'s eyes ran over her sleek neck, down the expanse of her chest, into the oily cleavage as he inhaled the smell of her sex. 

"Play with your nipples while I make a decision!' he directed. 

Peeling down her top, she bunched it under her breasts, so it was holding them up and out like the shelf bra Sr. preferred she wear. Annie took her nipples between thumbs and forefingers and pulled them and with a twisting motion began squeezing them quite hard. She bit he lip as she saw Sr. rub his crotch. Rolling her nipples, her areolas got bumpy from the stimulation. Her knees weakened and the lips of her weeping vagina began to push against the thin fabric her swim suit bottom. Sr. slid a finger into the leg hole of her suit probing for the tight wet cunt. That part was the easy, all he had to do was follow the juice trail. 

Withdrawing his finger, he put it to his mouth and licked it. It was a gourmet taste, the taste of a woman inn need. Annie's eyes pleaded with him, don't leave me like this. 

"Sure, sure, go and enjoy the weekend while I fly coach, work long hours, stay in some cheap hotel and eat bad food. Now, stay topless and finish my sandwich while I go pack. I'll tell Jr.'

Giving Annie a wink, he turned and quickly took off toward the bedroom wing. Along the way to their master bedroom, Sr. called out to Jr. that Annie was going with them for the weekend. Jr. smiled and could not believe his luck. Fifteen minutes later, he heard his dad say to his mom, "Bye Luv, say good bye to Jr., make sure you do want he says and I'll most likely see you late Monday.' Tweaking her still exposed nipples with his thumbs, he gave her a kiss on the lips, grabbed his sandwich and shot out of the kitchen toward the front door. Stopping abruptly, he called out over his shoulder: "Make sure you pull you top up before Jr. sees your tits."

Suddenly feeling left hanging and frustrated, Annie put her fingers into the jar of refrigerator-cold mayonnaise and took out a glob and began smearing it onto her breasts and inflamed nipples in a vain attempt to cool them off. Realizing that easing the demanding sensation was futile, she stuffed them back into her top.

Cleaning up the kitchen, she made a cup of tea and returned to the patio and the chaise lounge. Still stimulated she wanted to slip her finger into her pussy and frig herself until she came, but she knew she could not, she did not have permission. The hot sun beat down and she must have dozed off.

She was startled when Jr. called out to her. He seemed so close. Was it a dream? 'Mom, I'm going over to Jake's house. We're going to plan and get organized for tomorrow and the weekend and then study. I'll be back late. You go ahead and have dinner and if I'm not back, just go to bed. Don't worry." 

He bent over, gave a kiss on the top of head and said. "Thanks for agreeing to come along for the weekend, it will be awesome." Heading out through the patio door, Annie thought she noticed an extra spring in his step.

Jr. stayed out, but Annie did not worry. It's a safe neighborhood and he was a good kid. She stayed up late watching TV in her bedroom. Partially due to the tingle of her slightly sun burnt skin but primarily due to the excitement of what lay ahead, she did not get a good nights sleep.

The next morning she was up early, naked under her short robe the way Jr. and Sr. liked her to be. She made coffee and was enjoying a leisurely cup while sitting on the patio glancing at the paper when she heard Jr. swoosh into the kitchen to grab a bite before heading to school. Seeing his mom on the patio, he poked his head out.

'Morning mom, you look great. Sorry about being so late last night we just lost track of time. I got to rush, since I have full day on Thursday. I will see you later tonight and we can plan for tomorrow. I have classes until 10 on Friday, then a swim workout. I thought you could pick me up at the college pool, say hello to the team and we could head out about 12:30. According to Jake's dad it is about a 2 hour drive. Leaving then we'd beat the traffic and the map he gave me the route looks simple." He studied her face as he talked and noticed she looked pensive. 

'What are you thinking? Jr. inquired. 

"Oh, just thinking about what I should take for the weekend, so that if you guys need me I might be able to help you.' Annie replied without really any emphasis. 

"Well don't fret too much, I have some ideas and what we don't have we can pick up on the way. Can we discuss it tonight? Gotta run, bye, love you!' 

After a quick vacuum of the house and one load of washing she spent a lazy morning in the sun before lunch. After bussing the dishes, Annie felt she needed to personally prepare for the weekend. She ran the shower and soaped herself all overall and shaved her pussy smooth. She rubbed in and then toweled off a depilatory crème ensuring extra smoothness. Naked in her bathroom, she lay a hand mirror on the stool in front of her vanity and stood over it to make sure her red puffy lips could be seen clearly. Tweezering a few loose remaining hairs in the crack of her ass, she knew Jr. and Jake would like what they saw. Ever since learning from her Australian neighbors that EMU oil was the best for the skin she regularly used it. Taking a bottle off the vanity she poured some in her hand and worked it into her skin starting at her neck, then over her shoulders and down her arms. Mmmmm... that was feeling nice. Facing the mirror she dribbled more oil on her breasts and began spreading the creamy warm liquid over them. Stroking in large circles over and under she closed in on her nipples. Bending over to let them hang free, she captured the hard nipples in the palms of her hand and massaged them until they were inflamed. With a final tug downward on each nipple, she reached for more oil. Annie continued with the luxuriously rich potion down over the slight bulge of her stomach and smoothed it over the now hairless pubic area. Reaching behind her, she slid greasy fingers over the cheeks of her ass and worked the oil along her crevasse and over her sweet pulsing rosebud. Returning to face the wall mirror she turned her knees out and squatted a little more so the red gash of her wet vulva could be seen clearly in the mirror. Using two hands she stroked down her inner thighs and back up to her engorged nether lips. She took the index and forefinger of her right hand and made a V, which she slid over each side of her vagina. She did not penetrate, just pushed rapidly back and forth over the cleft. This heated action forced the swollen lips between the fingers and stimulated her clitoris. Simulating herself to the very brink of an orgasm, she forced herself to stop and slumped on the ottoman to catch her breath. There, she finished rubbing the oil in on her legs and shapely feet. 

She debated about doing her nails thinking she might have to work at the weekend. However, she instinctually knew that she would be more on display, more a motivator than a doer. She then chose a nice red color and spent the next hour doing her toenails and finger nails. The phone's cordless handset rang while she had still had her feet up on the marble vanity edge. She pressed the speakerphone button and smiled when she heard Sr.'s voice. She called out, "Sorry to hear it is not going well and that you are working hard. I'm just doing my nails, getting myself ready for the cottage.' The tone in her voice conveyed her willingness to please him. 

'I'm glad you are taking such pride lately in your appearance. You're a beautiful woman and I love it that you pamper yourself for me. Now, where are you in the house?' he asked. 




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'In our bathroom,..................naked." Annie replied. 

"Perfect!' declared Sr. 'Take the phone to our bed with you and lie down. Open your legs and place the phone next your pussy. I've got a break for a few minutes and I want to hear you masturbate for me.' he directed. Annie shuddered, this is what she had been wanting, needing. She did as Sr. asked and waited. "Now, stroke yourself, I want to hear your fingers getting you really wet, I want to imagine your juices coating your fingers as your cunt lips flare open and your clit swells. That's it keep going, I can clearly hear you're squishy now, I can hear how wet it is. Now finger your cunt, I want to hear the sucking sound of your fingers driving in as far as they can and the smacking of your palm hitting your needy clit."

Annie, threw her head back, contorted her face as she thrust mercilessly into her ravaged opening, Pulling her knees up so the soles of her feet were against her bum and pressed flat on the bed, her knees splayed open even more. She was near the precipice. "CUM FOR ME!' Sr. demanded over the phone. She did, she bucked and twisted. Feeling the rounded contours of the black handset against her nether lips sent images of her gigantic black vibrator flashing in her brain. Almost impaling herself on the phone, she felt it penetrate her outer lips, sending a huge orgasm roiling rough her. Her toes turned under, she screamed and gasped for breath as she flooded the bed with cum. 

"My god, my god, my god" she wailed.

Slumping back on the bed, she could barely hear Sr. call out "Good girl, gotta run, be good." Exhausted, sated and satisfied she fell back only be woken an hour later by a persistent "please hand up the phone, please hand up the phone, please hand up the phone, please hand up the phone," coming from between her legs.

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Annie roused her self from her sated slumber and hung up the phone that she found was still nestled between her thighs. Looking down her body she saw her legs were caked with her dried cum. Getting out of bed, she trotted to the bathroom feeling very much alive. Taking a warm wet face cloth she began to clean herself. Wiping down to her knees she marveled at how far the syrupy cum had jetted out of her pussy. Pulling the cloth upwards across smooth the skin around her pelvic region caused her to sigh, as the edge of the cloth dragged across the puffy lips of her vagina. Pulling them open with her left hand she pressed the soft cloth to her inner lips and enjoyed the warmth soaking into the spongy crimson flesh.

She finished up with a quick towel pat down and a sprinkle of scented powder in all the right places. She was ready to get dressed and while looking her closet, she debated between the low-rise Capri pants which fitted her like a coat of paint or a front buttoning yellow sundress with thin straps and low bodice. With skin still aglow and tingling from hours in the sun "I think the sleeveless sundress.' she said aloud to no one particular. With the house still hot from the day time sun, she opted for no panties or bra, besides she liked the way the sun-dress hung loosely on her. She did not need more stimulation right now, especially since she was up and had things to do.

Moving to the kitchen she made a fresh pot of tea as she thought about what to make for dinner, what clothes to take, and would the weekend would bring. Leaning against the counter with a hot cup of tea in hand, she stared out the window at the budding trees just beginning to leaf. A brief tingle coursed through her body and surprised, she looked down to see the large round silver knob to the lower cabinet door pressing into her. The light dress fabric provided no resistance or protection to her private areas. Would this obsession never end she thought as she reached down and undid three buttons at her crotch level. Pulling the dress open for about nine inches allowed the cold hard knob to directly tease her clit. With a trembling hand, she set the tea cup down and using both hands she pulled the lips of her demanding cunt apart and began to raise and lower herself against the cabinet. The knob took on coating of her juices as she feverishly tried to mount it. Finding herself stymied in her efforts, she turned around and raised up the back of her dress. Pushing back against the big slippery knob she felt it in the naked crevice of her bum. Raising herself a few inches on up on tip toes she was able to align it with her hole and began pushing back carefully. The ring of her ass was loosening, beginning to open and pushing steadily she could feel the commanding knob gaining entry. This new sensation was riveting, but when she heard the front door open and Jr. call out, she quickly had to pull away.

Smoothing her dress down and she welcomed him home by singing out, "I'm having tea in the kitchen. Do you want a cup?' 

"No thanks, I got a few things to do before dinner" came a booming reply. 

Settling into to the dinner chores, Annie distracted herself from the demanding sensations of her body. With Sr. away, a quick simple meal of reheating the delicious beef stew from the night before would be ideal. She could make it easily, it was delicious and she and Jr. could eat sitting at the kitchen bar counter café style and talk about the weekend. With preparations underway, she poured herself a glass of white wine and sat on one of the high stools near the counter so she could keep an eye on things. 

Jr. came into the kitchen and slouched in one of the lower chairs to ask about her day. Looking up he saw that she had the low heels of her flats resting on the chair rails and following her lithe legs upward and past her hem, he noticed the undone buttons on her dress. 'Mom, you missed a couple of buttons on your dress.' he chided. 

'So I did, I must be more careful.' Annie replied as she did the top two up. 

"Don't do them up on my account, in fact why not undo the remaining ones and give your gorgeous legs a little more room to move.' he asserted as he watched her hands move lower on her dress and begin to undo the lower buttons. Although the dress was light, with the release of the last button, the way she was sitting caused the material to fall to either side of legs providing an exposed naked V of flesh up to just above her mid thigh.

'That's better on a hot night isn't it Mom?' asked Jr. 

'Yes Jr. it is and maybe I made a mistake by making a hot dinner tonight since the stove is making it even hotter.' Annie responded. 

'No, mom, you are the one that is making it hotter, with that smokin' body of yours.' rejoined Jr.

'Jr., enough of that kind of talk. What plans did you make with Jake and his Dad?' she asked trying to change the focus of the conversation while taking a sip from her drink. 

The thinking is that they would likely be there when we arrive. Oh by the way, we will need to bring sleeping bags as they don't have the bedding sorted out. We can take some ready cooked food for the first night, then we'll be up early on Saturday. Stop for lunch and see if we have everything we need for work. If not, someone can run into town and pick whatever, then back to work. There is a restaurant bar at the head of the lake, and if we are not too tired we want to go there for dinner on Saturday night. Up early Sunday to finish the work and with luck you and I come back mid afternoon. Jake and his dad will stay, finish up, close up and return to town after the weekend traffic rush.

"That's quite an itinerary, what will I be doing while you three are doing the work?' she asked as she twisted around to look at the stove, providing an unintentional profile view of satiny toned legs and thighs to Jr. as her one leg swung away from the other. Returning her gaze to Jr. expecting an answer she caught his eyes locked onto the view up her dress. 

A bit embarrassed, he hesitated before telling her what she already knew. "Looking good, getting some sun, keeping us in drinks and in good spirits."

"I think I can do that, but what will I wear? I'll need a whole wardrobe for the different possibilities and it will be cooler up there after the sun goes down. How about you go and get me the large blue suitcase from the garage and take it to my room, while I finish up getting dinner ready. I think we'll eat here at the bar if that's OK with you? After dinner, I know you will want to help me choose what to take?' she gushed as she went to get up. Extending her right foot to slide off the stool, she moved forward but her dress did not, the open V of the dress that was to mid thigh was now open to her naked crotch. Stepping out and down caused her thighs to open even more and her pink gash to be brazenly presented to Jr. who did not miss a second of the sensational sight. Striding into the kitchen, she did not notice Jr. adjusting himself, as her mind was mulling over clothing combinations. 

"OK, I'll get the bag but I don't think you need to take much, I'm only taking my shoulder bag." offered Jr. as he opened the patio door to get to the back of the garage.

Over dinner, Annie and Jr. talked about his day. With their laps covered with large serviettes, his eyes continually strayed to the large obviously unbound breasts moving about inside her dress. Every time she raised her wineglass or her fork, her arms caused her breasts it to express themselves above her bodice and then fall as she set her glass down. It was like watching a tennis match, back and forth, up and down both mesmerizing. "Maybe you could wear that dress on the weekend. Jake has never seen you in it and I know that he would get hard watching you undo the buttons for him. Lets see what happens if you undo the top three or four? Jr. requested, his eye never leaving hers. 

The scooped bodice held its shape until the fourth button was undone. At which point it fell to the sides exposing her massive breasts and deep cleavage. Annie's eyes watched as her breasts broke out in goose bumps, delighted with the cooling breeze. The gaping bodice revealed the tan lines close to her nipples but stopped short of exposing anything beyond that. "I'm sure Jake will want to see more, but Jake's dad Bill will like this look." Jr. opined. All this talk and exposure with Jake and his dad was making Annie flush but, wanting to go and get her wardrobe together, gave her courage and focus.

"OK, enough, let's finish dinner then you clean up the kitchen while I begin to layout some clothes. When I have them laid out I will call you and you can make sure they are appropriate." stated Annie as firmly as she could. Standing up she leaned over to pick up Jr.'s plate. In doing so, her breasts surged forward, threatening to fall out, testing the limits of the one button holding the dress from showing her nipples. The seven buttons below her falling breasts, held the dress closed around her waist. The result displayed her body like a giant 'X'. With a plate in each hand, she could not stop Jr. from slipping one dress strap to the outer edge of her shoulder.

'Perfect' murmured Jr. when as she turned away the loosened strap fell away, the bodice billowed out and he saw one hardening nipple peek out. 

"I'm going to sort out my clothes now. I'll see you in about an hour or so." Annie called out as she set the plates down, pulled her dress strap up, left the buttons undone and strode down the hall.

Rummaging through her walk-in closet, Annie had a lot of choices. Making mental lists she began collecting and laying outfits on the bed she shared with Sr. By the time she was finished she had 8 variations. 'Jr. time to help me choose." she called out. A few minutes later Jr., who had changed into some comfortable shorts and t-shirt, strode into the room and came to a sudden stop. 

"Mom, are your going for a week? Why all the clothes?' he asked with incredulity.

Settling into the side chair across from the bed he waited for an answer. "Well the drive up, Friday night, Saturday, maybe into town on Saturday, likely dinner out Saturday, Sunday and the drive back. A couple of warm layers to throw on if it's cold." Annie replied with no guilt. 

"Boy, are all women as concerned about their looks, I'm only taking jeans, shorts and a couple of tops? OK, show what you have. I was thinking though that when you pick me up at the pool, we can spend a few minutes with the swim team and I know they like you in your red shorts and white blouse -- you know team colors." Jr. elaborated. Throwing his leg over the arm of the chair the legs of the shorts pulled the material up his muscular thighs and tight across the prominent bulge in the front.

"Now, you are adding to my list not shortening it young man." complained Annie in a half hearted way as she saw him cup this cock with his left hand. 

"Ok Ok, show me what you have." Jr. asked. Bending over the bed to pick up the various pieces of clothing she was to propose, allowed the still undone top of her dress to fall away. Her full braless tits cascaded forward only to be stopped from spilling out by that same last button. "Ok here are my ideas. I pick you up in the red and white shorts and blouse but the shorts are too tight to wear for a long drive. At the picnic or if we stop for gas I will change into the sundress I have on. If it gets cool on the way up, I throw this sweater on and maybe these leggings. I have the Capri pants or these blue shorts for Saturday along with a pair of jeans if I need to help you guys. I have a long sleeved top that I can tie up above my waist and wear with the shorts, pants or jeans. I have this short black leather skirt and stretchy top along with a leather vest to wear to dinner. I can reuse most of that on Sunday. I have three swim suits. 

Coming around to Jr.'s side of the king sized bed, she bent over to pick up one of the suits. In doing so, Jr. was sure that her breasts had spilled out of her dress. Because she was reaching away, he could not really see, but the outline of her hanging breasts convinced him he was correct. Also, in reaching over the bed, the rear of her dress rode up giving Jr. a hint of her upper thighs and her ass cheeks. 

Having to reach further she put a knee on the bed and spread her legs to keep her balance. This let Jr. see the lips of her cunt begin to quiver and start to open like the petals on a flower. She put her other knee on the bed and when on all fours she looked back to see Jr. stroking his cock through the outside of his shorts. Although covered by his T-shirt, she could see that the head of his long hard cock had extend out beyond the top of his shorts and nestle up by his belly button. By now she was getting really wet. Then somewhere between a downward dog and child's yoga pose in you she lowered her elbows to the mattress to fold the one piece suit, her dress came up to her waist completely exposing herself to Jr. 

"Since I don't know Jake's dad, did you say his name was Bill, I thought I could start with the one piece and if he was OK with it, you could tell me to put on the one I had on yesterday. I could also use that in the hot tub, although it is white and transparent when wet, its OK if it gets a lot of chlorine on it. If you and the others like, I can bring and wear the yellow bikini on Sunday if the weather stays good. I have a very light see thru cover-up to keep the sun off and a tank top if it gets really hot. I'll bring some different bras, thongs and the like so you and Jake can pick and chose my look at that time." rattled off Annie as she fiddled with the clothes on the bed. 

"Wow, you really have thought this out and chosen things that Jake and I would like. Also, there is a girl in one of my classes who had a super sexy tube top on the other day. She said she got it in Clarksville, an outlet town on the way. It's in a store call 'Monkeys.' I thought we could stop and get one for your boobs and another to use as a skirt. We can also pick up gas, some food for a picnic there." suggested Jr. as he stood up and approached the bed. 

Reaching between her legs, he was nose deep between her cheeks, seeing the juices begin down her legs, he took a small green thong and passed it up to his mom. "What about this one?" he asked as he stood up and pressed his swollen monster of a cock into the valley of her ass. Grabbing her hips, he held her tight as he lifted his T-shirt and let the sensitive cock head feel her naked soft skin. 

"I know it's your favorite, I was hoping you would tell me to take it." she panted as she pressed back into him. She could feel as he reached down and pulled the elastic waist of his shorts below his full balls. Leaning in, he was fully stretched out along the crevasse in her ass, when they heard the bedside phone ring and voice message say robotically. "Call from Sr., Call from Sr.'. 

Rolling over on her side to grab the phone, "I'd better get that Sr. does not like to be kept waiting." she said. Jr. gave a silent thrust and caught only air, then fell back into the chair. His mother lying on her back with her legs hanging over the bed displayed her perfect gaping sex to Jr. who was flaunting his steel hard cock. "Hi Sr., I am just laying out clothes for tomorrow. Things aren't going well and you want to talk. Sure, I've got time to listen.' Annie said as she sat up and moved to stand up. "Just a sec, Jr. could you put the bag up on the bed so I can pack , while I talk to your dad?" she asked.

"Sure, mom, then I'll go and finish my work. I'll be up early in the morning and will see you at the pool at noon, ready to drive up to Jake's." Jr. said with disappointment as Annie saw his wonderful hard on began to deflate. "Say good night to dad for me." he mumbled as he walked out with a dwindling tent in his shorts.

Poking his head back in the door, he heard is mother whispering to his father. "Don't forget to dress up for the team tomorrow" he called out.

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She wanted Jr. to keep her excited, maybe let her service him, and let make her cum, but knew that if Sr. found out what was going on between them -- her, Jr. and Jr.'s friends, he would kick Jr. out of the house and then leave her. Sr. was on the verge of knowing what was going on between her and Jr. and he had a wicked temper. She could not take the chance. It was for that reason only, she made her son leave. After Jr. left the room, she kept her sun dress on but left her tits out. She knew that Sr. was upset and it took hours to listen to troubles he was encountering on his emergency trip. For the first hour she used the speaker phone so she could multi-task and pack the clothes Jr. wanted to her wear for the trip. With the clothes, underwear, shoes, belts, nightdresses, oils, make up and sun bloc the bag was full, the straps barely holding it all in. Setting the bag down, she rolled it out of the way, leaving it just outside the bedroom door for Jr. to put in the truck. She left the door ajar for some fresh air?

The last hour she was lying in bed, still with the sun dress on but unbuttoned and splayed wide open aimlessly stroking herself as she talked to Sr. She had taken her large heavily veined 9" vibrator out and lay it on the bed beside her. Her large breasts, swollen and sore from hanging free had their nipples begin to stiffen as Sr.'s anxiety eroded. Hoping that Sr. would give her some relief she frequently stroked her toy's long thick ebony shaft. Finally talked out, Sr. signed off wishing her a good night and to keep in touch via mobile over the weekend. She had been looking for release but Sr. was too tired to help her, relief was not offered and did not come. Frustrated she hung up the phone, went about her ablutions and, clamping her black friend between her legs, tried to sleep. With dreams of Jake and Jr. using her and Jake's dad watching, she slept surprising well. 




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Rousing herself to an empty house, she made coffee and starting preparing for the trip. She watered all the flowers on the patio, did a quick dusting and called a few friends to let them know she would be away in case anything happened.

About 10:30 a.m. she went outside to make sure her large roller bag was secured in the bed of the truck. She then tucked her sun dress behind the bench seat for easy access. She did a quick tidy up of the cab, then retreated to her bedroom to dress for the first part of the trip. 

Beginning with a final inspection of her nether regions she made sure she was hairless and smooth. A couple of strokes with a fine razor did the trick. A light gloss of Emu oil helped her slip into the red ½ bra to go under her white blouse. Rather than a matching set, she chose a white thong that cupped her vulva and came up above her hips. The fine white blouse she put on had long sleeves but no buttons. The overlapping lapels crossed her breasts, leaving lots of cleavage which was held in place by the blouse's long tails which wrapped around and tied just under her bra. The short red shorts were skinny skinny. She slipped into them, felt the center seam cling to her ass and dig into her crotch. Sucking in her breath, she did up the two short zippers on either side. With an exhale, any wrinkles immediately vanished. She was pleased to see that her nail polish matched her shorts, and when she slipped on her matching red open toed shoes with 2" heels the reflection in the mirror delighted her. The massive mounds of her breasts cupped gently by the bra could be imagined more than seen through the blouse. The slight swell of her exposed tummy was partially hidden by the large bow. The white thong appeared just above the shorts which extended down to her pubic region stopping at the juncture with her legs. "A bit more sun, and you'll be almost perfect. Now, some lipstick to match, and I'm ready to go." she cooed as she grabbed her sunglasses.

At 5'1" Annie had to step up high into the truck. She liked riding high, it was always a new adventure for her. With her wrap around bubble sunglasses, she set out down the street for the 15 minute drive to the college. As she neared the college, she noticed how empty it was, then she remembered that Monday was a break day for the students, most of which had probably taken off early. Arriving early, she saw the pool's parking lot had a few cars scattered around it. Finding some weak shade off to the side for the truck, she decided that Jr. would want her to come in and watch. With a quick check in the rear view mirror, she determined her lipstick was fine, locked the vehicle and headed for the front door of the recreation complex. 

Entering under the bright red and white team logo, she felt proud of the team colors she was wearing and of her support for the team. The i-pod wearing part-time student at the front desk sat up smartly as he saw her curvy backlit figure come in the door and make straight for him. "My son, Jr. said they were swimming today and I could watch. Where do I sign-in or is there a fee?' she asked as she leaned over the low counter offering the expanse of her breasts as payment. 

'No...no need to sign in, it's free for the practices, the door is over to your left." he replied never once looking her in the eyes but staring blatantly at the never ending cleavage. Striding away she reached back and smoothed the waist of her tight shorts allowing more of her thong to show and then tugged up the bottoms to expose the cheeks of her bum.

Entering into the seating area of the pool, the smell of chlorine nipped at her nostrils. Annie made for the first row to get a clear view. She saw Jr. with a short older man and gave them a wave. They began to walk over in her direction as she sat down with her knees together. "Mom, this is Coach. Coach this is my mother." introduced Jr. The seating area was raised which resulted in the shorter man was staring directly at Annie's legs. 

'Mrs. Sullivan, I've seen you from a distance at the meets. Jr. told me you might stop in today. Glad to finally meet you personally.' he boomed out, thrusting out his hand. Jr. who was standing behind the coach, caught his mother's eye and tilting his head to the left, subtly motioned it was ok for her to open her legs. Leaning forward to shake his hand, she leisurely let her legs spread providing him with a direct view of what was a magnificent camel toe. The coach gulped in surprise and tried to look way before being caught. He couldn't his eyes were blocked by her breasts which had spilled forward pushing at the gap in her blouse as she continued forward to reach his hand. Jr. smiled to his mom and encouraged her more with his eyes. 

"Thank you coach, it is great to see the team doing so well. I think more parents should wear team colors don't you? It is a real motivator." she implored not letting go of his hand, in fact pulling on it and drawing him nearer to her. As they leaned together, he saw her blouse fall away from her chest and he could clearly see the red bra. He eyes widened in surprise. He had never seen a half-bra like that. Stopping at mid areola it had been specially made with openings for the nipples. Each opening had a ring of elastic, so like a cock ring, when the nipple was engorged and put through the hole, the elastic held it firm and full. They were on show, right in front of him; huge, prominent and so accessible.

Pulling his hand to her lap and gripping it with her other hand, while bending way over to get down to his level, she put her lips to his ear, "Coach, I brought a program with me, could I get you and the team to sign it for me. I would love it!" she purred dropping his hand onto the exposed inner thigh, inches from her crotch. His fingers felt the smooth skin and as he pulled his hand back he spread his fingers out, tracing a line to her knee, where she had the program balanced. 

"Of course, anything, and I mean anything for a parent who is so passionate. About the team I mean." Coach replied as he took the program. Sliding forward in her seat she presented herself to him, "Balance it on my knee if you want.' Annie offered handing him a pen. He did just that. Slipping in between her legs, he was at eye level with V of her legs meeting at tight leg holes of the shorts which defined the protruding contour of her swollen cunt lips. He put the program on one leg, rested his elbow on the other leg, forced them apart even more, leaned in and signed his autograph without taking his eyes of the prize inches in front of him.

"Thanks coach. Can I come down onto the pool deck to get team autographs and maybe a picture." She said as she took the pen back, rolled up the program and rubbed the long thick cylinder sensuously over her legs." 

'Of course Mrs. Sullivan, the gate over there will get you down. May I help you?' he graciously offered.

"That would be so kind of you, you are so gallant." Annie said rising up and moving toward the gate. He met her there and took her hand to steady herself as she descended the stairs. "Coach, I think Jr. wants you to call me Annie." she said submissively as he let her move ahead to join Jr. 

The loud shrill of his whistle broke the sexual tension. "Team, take a 10 minute break." the coach's voiced echoed through the space.

"Guys, come and meet my mom," Jr. called out as Annie stood meekly at his side. "Mom, this is Bill, Ted, Kevin, Dan, Jeff. You already know Randy and this is Dom. Guys, this is my mom." stated Jr. proudly. Although they had seen her, in the stands and picking up Jr.,, they had never been this close. Their eyes were big as saucers as they looked down at her. 

"Hi, Mrs. Sullivan." came the chorus of young voices. Surrounding her, Annie could not believe how big they all were. Like Jr. they were all six feet three or four inches, narrow waists, broad shoulders, long arms, big feet (does that mean anything she dreamed) and dripping wet. The small wet race suits did little to conceal their privates. Some had a small tuft of hair above their suits but many, like her, obviously shaved themselves smooth. Reaching out to shake her hand they dripped water everywhere. Numerous drops fell on her blouse, revealing more clearly what lay beneath.

The wetness caused the fabric to cling to her breasts and accentuate the large protruding nipples. Annie noticed that some of the boys had cupped their hands over their crotches to hide erections, a couple openly rearranged themselves in front of her. Randy and Dom were different, they daringly let their tenting suits display the outlines and size their sex. Making small talk, she passed the program around for them to sign. Dom purposely dropped the pen and when he picked it up, he ran the rounded end up the inside of her leg as he stood up. He felt her pelvis twitch and knees flex as she moved her feet apart. He signed the program knowing he would see her again. "Now for a quick photo.' Jr. called out as he lined everybody up with his mom in the middle. The boys on either side, looked down her blouse as they pressed in. Annie reached behind to put her hand on their waist and in doing do, the back of her hand lightly passed over the straining cocks of the boys in the back row. Randy stood directly behind her and pressed his huge cock into her mid back. Placing his hands on he shoulders he pulled back slightly which thrust out her breasts even more.

The flash went off, but Jr. seemed unsatisfied. "We need one closer together. Squeeze in everyone.' he ordered. They were happy to do so. The flash captured Annie sandwiched between 7 handsome almost naked hunks. It also captured the smile on her face. 'That's great. Mom, I'll go and shower and then we'll leave." stated Jr. 

"I'll wait with your mom in the meantime.' offered Randy. The rest of the team broke for the showers calling out, 'Great to meet you Mrs. Sullivan.' 

'Mrs. Sullivan, why not sit over here while we wait for Jr.' suggested Randy firmly, as he took her elbow and directed her toward her toward the bench along the wall. Annie remembered spending time with Randy, Jake and Jr. He was the only African American on the team and the white swim suit sure looked fantastic on him. It hugged his shapely butt and seemed to emphasize the huge cock that was stretching out the front. Sitting down, Annie was looking right at the tightly stretched front of his suit. He stood close and slightly off the side and raised one foot to rest it on the bench. With the pool deck clear of people this was little chance of being seen but this movement gave them more privacy. She remembered his cock to be as big as her vibrator, the same color and looking at it now, it seemed just as hard. Randy stepped in a little closer. "Annie, touch me' he said quietly but firmly. Annie, looked at his eyes, knew that he meant it and tentatively but surely reached up. Her hand contacted the cool wet suit and found the root of his cock starting above his swollen balls. Sliding her hand outward, she found the underside ridge and followed it out to the flared head. The head caught under the waist band jutted obscenely out past his hip. Oh my, she thought, it's gotten bigger since last time. Her lips opened slightly and her breath got shallow. He pressed his hips toward her as she tried to grip his cock. She could not grasp it because it was encased in the slippery sheath of the suit, so she caressed the cock head with her thumb. Randy pressed in again and this time his cock was under her nose. Putting his hand on the back of her head, he pulled her toward his stallion like cock. With little regard for anything, she parted her lips and played his cock like a harmonica. Her lipstick left a foot long trail along the white suit. Like ink on a finger print it disclosed a heavily veined texture and many bumpy ridges.

'Help me Annie, show me your tits.' Randy stated as he looked around to make sure the coast was clear. To be doubly safe, he grabbed his towel and held it open behind him to make a curtain. Annie took both hands and pulled the blouse away and tucked the lapels under the breasts. Randy looked down the slope of white flesh to see the red bra with the nipples sticking out. Annie, rubbed her breasts and tweaked her nipples, pulling them out through the elastic ring that was helping hold them rigid. The new burst of blood engorged them to be almost an inch long. Dropping the towel in lust, Randy pushed her hands away to thumb the rubbery protrusions, causing a sharp intake of breath from Annie.

"Now Annie, or should I call you Mrs. Sullivan, take me out and make me cum." Randy told her. 'Call me mom." replied Annie as she raised her hands to the top of his suit. She heard an intake of breath and saw his chiseled abs contract allowing space at the waistband for her fingers. She pulled the spandex out over his swollen log of a cock and then down to release his hairless balls. The taut material contracted and was trapped below his sex. The black scepter confirmed his position as the dominant. Annie, eyes widened in shock as looked at the gigantic black cock arching out and coming to rest on her shoulder. Her small hands barely wrapped around his girth just below his cock head. She lifted his lengthening cock and stretched the skin tight as she pushed it back to his body. The cock head raised its flared ridges and eagerly awaited her lips. She leaned forward and took the end of it in her soft warm mouth.

"Hurry mom, we don't have a lot of time.' encouraged Randy through gritted teeth. Annie worked the magic of her mouth, lips and tongue over the end of cock. Slurping vigorously she sucked on the huge red knob. She knew she could not deep throat him, but she stretched her mouth over the flared end and left a lipstick ring four inches down the quivering shaft. Not even half way on his cock. She pulled back cupped his balls and felt them tighten. She heard a door slam and tried to see where it came from. 

Randy sensing this, held her mouth tight to the end of this cock, and whispered, "I don't care who it is, I'm close, don't stop.' Her eyes widened as she saw Jr. step up beside Randy. Blocking the view from the rest of the pool area, he watched as Randy thrust into his mother's mouth. Grabbing the camera from the bench, a sudden series of flashes, was the only evidence of something happening. 

"Open up mom, let Randy finish!' instructed Jr. Pulling off the end of his cock, his mother opened her mouth and held up her large flushed tits. Randy grabbed his cock and with two strokes shot a load of hot cum into the back of her mouth. Annie gagged and the second load hit her square on the mouth and dripped down her chest to collect in her cleavage. The third blast added to the mess on her chest. Annie caught her breath, opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. Randy laid his cock on her tongue and fired another blast of his seed into her. She swallowed the thick salty offering as fast as she could. She scooped the cum from her cleavage smeared the dripping hot cum over her breasts and coated her nipples. She swallowed the last drops then lapped up the residual drips on his cock. Randy, pulled her face into contact with his cock and wiped it on her face. Pushing down, he made her lick his balls to finish off the cleaning. Jr. finished taking pictures when Annie stopped worshipping his cock and hung her head.

Randy slipped his softening member back into the lipstick stained suit. With a slight smile, he knew he would have some explaining to do, if his team mates saw the red slash. Randy picked up and handed his towel to Mrs. Sullivan, motioning for her to clean herself up. "Thanks Annie, you were fantastic." and giving Jr. a slap on the back, walked away calling out, 'See you at practice next week.'

The part-time receptionist and the coach saw Mrs. Sullivan follow demurely behind Jr. past the counter. With her lipstick smeared, her blouse in disarray and her breasts encrusted with Randy's residue, a nod to each other acknowledged she seemed to have a satisfied glow to her face.

They followed her sexy ass in the tight red shorts right out the door.

Mom at the Cottage Chapter 5 by beachsf1©

Stopping at the Mall

Sorry for the delay in posting story, some how I lost access to my account, so I started another one.

Stepping out of the recreation center and seeing the parking lot empty, Jr. waited for his mom. Stopping her with a light touch to her arm, he looked down at her and said quietly, 'Mom, undo the zippers on your shorts."

Annie, scanned the parking lot, then over her shoulders looking to see if anyone was around. "No one is here mom and even if they were, I want you to do it.' Jr. stressed. Annie reluctantly, but without hesitation, pulled the short zippers down and the front of her shorts fell away to reveal the damp white panel of her thong. Although no one saw her, walking exposed like this, was exhilarating to Annie. The shorts were so tight they stayed up, although the back began to slip down as she neared the truck. She had not come down off her high of servicing Randy and she hoped that this was the start of more stimulation and maybe some needed relief for herself.

"May I drive mom." Jr. asked but in doing so it gave him pause for concern. On one hand he had just watched his mother give Randy a blow job, and now he was telling her to show herself off. I guess a son is always a son he reflected, needing his mother's permission for some things, while giving permission at other times. It's part of growing I guess.

Arriving at the truck, Randy help her step up and in to passenger compartment. He watched the seat of her shorts slip down to completely reveal the thong running down the furrow of her bum and her soft round ass. As she swung her one leg in, he stepped between her splayed legs so he could see her thong wedged into her vagina. Bending slightly forward he enjoyed the odor of her arousal. Stepping back he ran his hand over her naked ass and helped her lift her other leg in and slammed the door closed. Climbing into the bed of the truck he secured his bag, then jumped over the side, then climbed up and in behind the steering wheel. 

Although the truck had been in the shade it was warm inside the cab and the vinyl seat was hot on Annie's naked thighs. She wedged herself between the seat back by putting her feet on the dash, so as not to burn herself. 'Jr. can you please get the AC going so we can cool the cab down and make it comfortable.' she asked. 

"I have already on it, but sit on this cotton blanket in the meantime." Jr. said solicitously. "Do up your seatbelt so we can get going.' Jr. sang out, "Let's hit the road!', then took off with a start.

Easing herself down, she found the temperature and feel of the blanket to her liking, she stretched her legs out and kicked off her shoes. Sitting in her thong, with the red shorts open and bunched under her, was attracting Jr.'s attention. "Mom, just take off your shorts, they look like a red belt that has slipped down and way up here no one can see you. Besides, they are so tight they must be cutting off the circulation to your legs. Go ahead, do it now." Jr. insisted. Annie raised her pelvis, wiggled her hips and pushed the shorts down her legs. Slipping them over her feet, she shook them out, folded them and put them in the glove box. 'That does feel better, thank you Jr." she sighed.

In the glove box clutter she saw some wet wipes. Taking out a couple she showed them to Jr. Should I clean up, her eyes asked. Jr. nodded. Opening the package filled the cab with the scent of lemon. She wiped around her mouth and down her neck. Untying her blouse she opened the front to see her breasts covered in dried cum. She had pretty well coated her entire chest. She took a new towelette and began to clean off the gift from Randy. 




The Long Weekend Ch. 01-05



He should have been watching the traffic but Randy was enthralled by his mother's actions. His eyes darting from the windscreen to her actions, resulted in some erratic driving. He almost rammed the car in front when Annie popped the clasp on the front of the bra. Her tits tied to spring apart, away and down but were being held captive by the elastic rings around her nipples. Like a chain to nipple clamps they held her breasts up but let them jiggle with every bump they hit. It was quite a sight. She wiped the towel over the gash of naked flesh from her neck all the way down to her thong. Pressing the damp cloth onto her thong turned it transparent, allowing the soft pink lips to be visible. She drew the cloth up and paid special attention to cleaning her nipples. 

"Now that you have finished, slide over closer to me mom, so you can get some more AC. I've got a new idea" Jr. said while he reached back to ease the blouse off her shoulders. As she slid to her left, to the middle of the bench seat, the blouse came off and fell to her right, the outside. Jr. put his arm out and touched her neck. Annie shivered. He opened his palm and slid it down the front of her body, between the breasts being held in check by the red bra then on down to the thong encasing her swelling labia. Slowly, he did it again and again. The cool air from the AC vents directed at her made her nipples hard which contrasted with the heat she was feeling from Jr.'s hands.

Grabbing the large ivory knob, he made the shift into fourth gear as they entered the highway. They were out of the city and really on the road. The Hurst floor shifter that Jr. had put in the truck was Sr.'s idea, a salute to his younger days as a rowdy young man. With his right hand, he drew his mom's left leg closer to his. It bumped into and then was dragged over the gear shift knob. Pulling her still closer, her leg was touching his, then on top of his. "That's it mom, closer, straddle the knob, pretend you're riding it." Jr. directed as he moved his arm away from her leg so that he could put it behind her neck to slowly push her body down.

Annie slid down to the front the seat and rested her pussy against the vibrating knob. It felt so good, after days of no release, it was what she needed. With the motor turning over at 2,500 rpm, every vibration and bump from the road was like an arrow to her core. It wasn't enough. Raising her hips up she reached under her bum and then up to catch the top of her thong with her index finger. She pulled the wet thong down and desperately pushed her bare labia against the slick knob. The lips of her cunt parted and tried to accommodate the three inch diameter knob. She loved it so much, she pushed, wiggled and contracted the muscles in her crotch to maximize the sensations. Jr. wet his forefinger and reached out to rest it on her clit. Her clit reared up demanding more. Jr. gently pulsed short little touches on the inflamed bud.

Annie reached up and pulled her nipples. She pulled hard, as hard as she could. She screamed with a giant orgasm. She flooded the blanket with her juices. For a second the wet juices allowed the spongy inner lips of her cunt to flare open and accept the full size of the knob. Impaled on the delicious intruder she pushed down and gripped it harder, shuddered and fell back releasing the dripping knob from its cave.

Oh my, oh my, oh my, was all that Annie could muster. She pulled her legs away and lay on the bench seat. With the back of her head on Jr.'s right thigh she stretched out as best she could. Her left hand dropped lifelessly to the floor while her right hand adjusted her tits to make them more comfortable. Her right leg was bent vertically, leaning against the back of the seat while her left leg was bent horizontally, letting her knee rest against the dash. Splayed wide open on and on display, she quietly caught her breath. 

Looking down the length of the languid soft flushed body of his 45 year old mom, Jr. liked what he saw, liked what had happened. He knew that he was in control and that it would be a great weekend. Brushing her forehead, he caressed her temples as she came down from her high. Pulling out around a slower semi trailer, he heard the driver blow his air-horn as he saw the wanton display going by.

Five or ten minutes later, Annie rolled over and felt the length of Jr.'s cock brush against her cheek. "My turn." Jr. soothingly urged. He watched his mom, unbutton his jeans and struggle to open his fly. Once freed, his rock hard cock sprung out and his mother quickly captured the angry red end in her mouth. She loved his cock, always had. She nursed the end but was blocked from going down on him by the steering wheel. She had to content her self with by sucking on just the end of her son's adorable cock as he drove. Gripping his cock head with her lips she nipped at the sensitive tissue. She put the end of her tongue down the split at the end. She tasted his arousal. She slowly nursed it like she would drink through a straw. After about 15 minutes, she tasted serious pre-cum and knew her reward was close. She felt him raise himself off the seat as he tried to shove his turgid cock into her mouth. She drank until he stopped flowing. She swallowed the first half of his load as fast as he could deliver. She saved the last half in her mouth. She reached up and took the softening penis in her hand and held it until it stopped twitching. She pursed her lips and kissed the end of it then rolled on her back to look up at him. 

Opening her mouth she looked straight into his eyes as she showed him her cum filling. He watched as she pushed it with her tongue and played with it on her lips. She rolled the ropes and strings into a creamy ball with her talented tongue, then with an open mouth swallowed leisurely. Looking up, Jr. just glimpsed the sign, Clarksville -5 miles. Although her blatant display had caused his cock to twitch back to life, he regretfully declared, "Mom, five miles before we stop. You need to sit up and get ready.'

The couple in the car behind saw a woman's head rise up past the rear window of the truck. They saw her appear to take off her bra, show it to the driver then put on some kind of top. Slowing down, the female driver said to husband. "That was interesting." 

"What was?" he replied pretending not to have noticed. A few minutes later the raised pick up truck, with big wheels, turned off the highway toward the outlets in Clarksville.

"Now, she said it was off this exit on the left then an immediate right. There it is!" Jr. exclaimed excitedly, as he pointed at the shop with "Monkeys' printed on its canopy. Pulling up in front, he turned to his mother who, in a manner of minutes, had some how shed her bra and pulled on her thong and sundress, done up a minimum number of buttons and was now fixing her lipstick and makeup. Closing the mirror on the back of the sun visor, she flipped it up and declared herself ready to be seen. 

Jr. ran around the truck to help his mother out. Rather than stepping directly out, she turned in her seat and presented to ass to Jr. He reached under the sundress, and starting at her knees, slid his large rough hands up her legs, over the smooth cheeks to firmly take hold of her hips to help her down. Putting her foot out, the back of the dress rode completely up, showing the thin strap of her thong running up the crease in her bum. When she turned around, he noticed the dress, from her nipple line to her crotch, was held together by only six buttons. Many of which seemed to be straining. Guiding her into the store, they both blinked at the darkness which was lit with spotlights to feature the outfits.

A woman's voice called out a welcome from the darkness. Continuing into the store, they saw a well tanned full-figured woman, about 55 years old and shorter than his mother coming toward them. The formal small reading glasses, around her neck on a cord, hung like a pendant hanging between her massive tits. She was wearing exactly what Jr. had brought his mother to buy. The sales clerk looked at the ring on Annie's finger and the youthfulness of her companion and quickly guessed what was going on. "Can I help you, I'm Maggie the owner?' she inquired as she waved her hands indicating this was all hers. "Monkey business is what I am all about" she giggled.

'A friend of mine at college had some of your clothes and my dad and I wanted my mother to buy some thing like she had to update her wardrobe. She usually wears something like she has on now.' said Jr. as he pulled away the front panel of Annie's skirt, raising the hem and showing off her legs. The owner took the other side of the sun dress and pulled it away to get the full effect. 

"Yes, I see what you mean, that is a very nice look. What about the top? she asked. 'Mom, show her what dad and I like about this top." instructed Jr. Sensing what he wanted her to do she bent forward allowing the unbuttoned low cut bodice to fall open and her breasts to spill forward. Stepping forward the owner, pulled the bodice away, letting Annie's heaving tits hang free. "Fabulous, but the dress is so limiting. It's either open or its not. There are so many other tantalizing options, that's why I design and sell only my own creations." Maggie stated unequivocally.

"Take the outfit I have on, for instance." as she stepped back to show off. "The yellow is a new spring color. Besides being so comfortable, this ribbed jersey top can be rearranged many ways almost instantaneously for a different look. Pulling the bottom hem of the top down over her protruding stomach it blended with the exact same one around her waist to look like a short cocktail dress. Smoothing the top down, she deftly moved it so the top half of her huge areolas were uncovered. Annie stood and looked on in wonder. Jr. was spell bound. Pulling up the bottom hem back over her stomach she folded it up over the top so that it formed what could only be described as a horizontal bra strap, a la Jean Paul Gauthier' across her chest. It hid only her nipples but left the weight and fullness of her sagging breasts fully visible. As she bent over, the jersey material strained to retain the coverage. It must have been good elastic, thought Jr. since it held the weight. Maggie grabbed the hem of the skirt bottom, pulling it up to her waist she created a micro mini which exposed the garter belt holding up her stockings. Then peeling the top of the now double thickness skirt down, she settled it partway down her neatly trimmed landing strip. The result was an eight inch band of color under the belly. Doing a pirouette Annie and Jr. could see the top of the crack in her ass and twenty inches of naked flesh from her breasts to her groin. 'Voila, different looks and different combinations for any occasion!"

"I think you'll love wearing it mom. I know dad and I will love to see you in it. We want you to buy it. Do you like the fabric, mom?' asked Jr. as he motioned for his mom to feel the texture. Reaching out she fingered the fabric spanning the gap between the owner's breasts. Pulling it toward her to get a better feel, the gap widened and owner's breasts fell free. Startled, Annie let go and heard the material snap back against Maggie's skin. 

"Oooohhhh, I like that, please do it again." coaxed Maggie as she looked at Jr. 

"You heard her mom, do it again." Jr. echoed. Annie took the top in the same place, pulled it further away while the store owner held her ground. Annie let it go. WHAP, the sound of the elastic hitting her broad chest rang through the store. "Again, harder" commanded Jr. Annie, grabbed the fabric and pulled it back like the string of a bow. Angling it down she aimed directly at Maggie's nipples, she let it go for a direct hit.

'EEEEEiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii' came a cry of pleasure from the shorter woman. Quickly pulling the elastic strap down, Maggie hefted her huge tits and began pushing her nipples up into Annie's. She then leaned in and up and began kissing Annie on neck below her ear. Jr. stepped in behind Maggie, reached down to find the bottom of her belt like micro mini around her waist. The garter belt was all that was under the dress, no panties. His large hands were dwarfed by the size of her ass, but he pawed and grabbed handfuls of flesh as best as he could. Maggie had moved down on to tonguing Annie's nipples as she tugged at the buttons on her sundress. The dress fell open and Maggie continued kissing and licking downward. In doing so her ass was pushed back into Jr. and her massive jugs hung like udders. Gasping for breath, Maggie rose up to her full 4' 9" and motioned for Annie and Jr. to follow her. Walking quickly to back changing room, she called out, "Stella, I'm showing some customers some clothes, don't bother me for 20 minutes or so.' 

"Who was that?' Jr asked as they entered the large cubicle. "Just my assistant.' said Maggie as she maneuvered Annie to the bench. With Annie on the bench, Maggie knelt in front of her and gazed at the see-through thong protecting Annie's vagina. Maggie's fingers reached around the thong and dug her fingers in behind. She quickly slipped two fingers inside as she used her elbows to encourage Annie to bring her knees up and place her feet on the bench. Unimpeded, with a clear shot to the goal, she buried her face in Annie's bald pussy. Last into the room, Jr. was presented with a sight that he had longed to see. 

He knelt behind Maggie, opened his jeans and took out his weapon of mass seduction as Annie called it. Bending it down and dipping his hips, he slipped his cock between the pudgy cheeks of Maggie's cunt. She was wet, so wet that he had no difficulty burying it the hilt in one thrust. He continued to ram and pummel her while she ate out his mother. Annie was now holding her legs up via her shins so that Maggie could stick her tongue right in to her gapping hole. Riding Maggie doggy style allowed Jr. to see his mother slide forward on the bench so that Maggie could lick his mother's rosebud. As Maggie's tongue worked the back orifice, Jr. felt familiar stirrings in his loins. Annie had three of her fingers her stuffed into her own vagina. The fingers of her other hand, were pounding her clit. Maggie had a finger in Annie's ass and her tongue working the outer brown ring. Could it get any better than this" Jr. thought. 

Yes it could as he reached around and began milking the nipples of Maggie's huge hanging udders. He felt Maggie's other hand reach under and squeeze his balls before starting to frig herself. Maggie soon began bucking her hips and squeezing her cunt as she came. This caused Jr. to bottom out and pump copious amounts of cum into her womb. Her orgasmic shouting, also caused Annie to squirt a stream into Maggie's mouth which she clutched tight to her pulsating vagina with her hands.

Yes it could get better, it sure could. 

After a few minutes to catch their collective breaths, Maggie broke the tension by saying, "The things I do for a sale." Taking a few more minutes to pull themselves together, they walked back to the front of the store. 'Now, what did you want to buy' Maggie said in her best store owner voice. 'The outfits also come in spandex/lycra and latex. Those are thinner, more stretchy, so that when you fold them back you don't lose the definition due to thick fabric.' 

Annie, whose legs were still trembling, said 'I'll take the jersey in black and sage green, I'll take the spandex/lycra in both red and white and I'll take the latex in aqua.' 

Sensing a big sale, Maggie said, 'I also have one that is solid on one side and mesh on the other so you show off more if you want to. If you buy the others I'll give you 50% off that one."

"Deal, she'll wear the sage one, package up the rest and she'll have the mesh one in yellow" Jr. decided, "Mom, your card!'

"Stella, I need you' Maggie called out. With that, young woman about Jr.'s age came out. At six feet tall, she looked Jr. in the eyes. Her narrow hips and small bust were hidden behind latex. Hidden was not quite the word, covered was better since you could see the nipple bars. Jr. looked down and was sure he saw the outline of genital and clit rings connected by chains to a belt under the paint thin outfit. All of which no doubt would have matched her nose ring. "Let's figure out the size for this lady and get her outfits put together." Maggie ordered. Watching her put on her reading glasses to ring up the sale, gave Jr. an idea.

Stella handed Annie the sage one and directed her to the change room. "No need with that, we've seen each other already. Just change right here, so we can easily confirm the size." Maggie suggested strongly. Annie looked at Stella, Maggie and the Jr. Jr. nodded and she unbuttoned her sundress and handed it to Jr. Slipping the jersey top over head she pulled it down covering her breasts. She made sure the bottom was not to low to hide her mid-drift. She stepped into the bottom half and pulled it up so that it was about 6" above her knee. She folded the top over until the top just hugged her hips. Maggie straightened the seams and then reached under the skirt and pulled down Annie's thong. "It fits perfectly, you look super and you'll love the freedom of wearing it with nothing underneath. You look like a new mom.' she offered while tucking Annie's thong in to her own waistband. 

With everything parceled up and put in what turned out to be a very small gift bag, Maggie walked them to the door while Stella stayed behind. Jr. watched as every part of his mother seemed to jiggle and sway. "That daughter of mine, all those rings and piercings....oh well, what can you do, she's an adult and a good girl. Have a safe trip and stop in on your way back if you have time." Maggie said as she interrupted Jr.'s thoughts with a quick peck on Annie's cheek. 'You too, sonny!' she quipped giving Jr. a wink and a squeeze. A delicious squeeze, she sighed.

Quickly putting on their sunglasses, to cut the glare of the sunshine, they turned to each other and simultaneously said "Lunch?'



The Long Weekend Ch. 01



Chapter 1 - The New Corset

Adel pulled into the train station to wait for the 5.10 train. She'd arrived early to find a place in the car park and Adel wanted to be ready on the platform ready to meet him. Scot had sent a text to her phone about 30 minutes ago to let her know that he would be arriving on time. Adel had taken extra care that morning to dress ready to meet Scot. She had opted for black silky underwear that she had bought earlier in the week, knowing full well that it was his favourite colour. Adel then wore her sexiest black dress. She had taken care in applying her makeup so that the whole ensemble looked sophisticated and alluring.

Adel had known Scot for what seemed years although they had only met up a handful of times. They had mainly talked on the phone and on the Internet for hours and hours on end. Scot had been the one to suggest coming down on the train for a visit and had booked himself into a local hotel. Adel had told him to not waste money as he could stay with her. Adel had said that she would make up the spare room so that there was no pressure.

Adel felt very conspicuous standing amongst the general mêlée at the terminus. It was mainly people commuters coming home from another boring day at the office. So many people filed past her on their way home. Adel scanned the people for Scot. He was nowhere to be seen. Her heart dropped imagining that he had chickened out of meeting up with her. She checked her watch 5.20pm. Adel looked around one final time before picking up her phone "Where are you? I'm standing on the Terminal and I can't see you!" 

Scot told her to turn around, which she did slowly. He explained that he had been watching her for 5 minutes and had been nervous about approaching her as she'd taken his breath away. Adel hugged Scot and they kissed not caring who was watching them. 'I've bought you a little present. I know that it's something that you've wanted for a while. I just hope that you like it?'

Scot fished in his black hold all and produced a plastic bag, which he held tentatively towards her. Adel extended her fingers and accepted the bag eager to know what Scot had gotten her. She put her hand inside the flimsy plastic bag and her fingers found something rather soft and fluffy. She grasped whatever it was and brought it out. What had Scot brought her? She grinned broadly as she realised it was a long black feather boa. 

Giggles exploded from Adel as she thought of all the times that she'd spoken to Scot about being wrapped in such a boa. Her eyes lit up. In all the scenarios she'd always been wearing a corset. Had he got her one? She'd never had one and they'd always been a fantasy of hers. She put her hand back inside the bag this time her fingers found something smooth and rigid. Adel fished out the most exquisite thing that she had seen in a long time. It was a black under bust corset with tight sections with bones sewn inside each section. 

Scot was obviously pleased with her reaction to his little gift. 'I just hope that I can see you in it at some time. I've been thinking about all those times you've talked about being tied up and I thought we could try some out later. I want to fulfil every fantasy that we've talked about.'

'Oh I've got a few more besides!' Adel grinned looking in Scots eyes, 'but lets get you in and settled first. At least let me get you a drink after your long journey.' She put the corset and the boa back into the bag. 'Come on you, lets be having you!' she winked at Scot as she led him to her car. Adel's mind swam with thoughts as she drove the short distance to her home. They chatted small talk however the tension between them was filled with anticipation.

Scot's eyes were fixed on her butt as she got out of the car. He quickly followed Adel with his hold. If the sway on that arse was anything to go by this was going to be a very long week indeed. 'Let me show you where to put your stuff so it's out the way!' Adel led him upstairs to the bedroom. 'I've made some room in that wardrobe for you if you need it. He liked the way she was acting so prim and proper.

'Come here you!' Scot put his hands on her waist and drew her close. He hugged Adel; she wrapped her hands around his waist and breathed in his aftershave whilst dropping her bag to the floor. He smelt so god. It had been so long since they had last spent any time together. Scot pulled away slightly and bent his head to kiss her soft red lips. ' Are you going to try out your present now? I want to help you into your corset. You know how long I've waited for this moment. I want everything to be perfect.' Scot sat on the edge of the bed. 'I want to watch you strip! Nice and slow.'

Adel felt self-conscious standing there with him sitting eagerly waiting. It was stark standing in her bedroom the sunlight flooding into the room. She went to close the curtains to stop the neighbours getting an eyeful but Scot stopped her. 'I want to see everything and the sunlight's making your hair look amazing.' He smiled at her and Adel's legs started to feel like jelly.

Scot leaned backwards onto his elbows keen to view the exhibition about to unfold in front of him. The glint in his eyes and the lazy smile gave her the confidence she needed. Her fingers found the top button of her dress and slowly she undid the buttons until her bra was starting to show. Adel reached up and undid her hair letting it drop down past her shoulders. Scot had always liked long hair and the simple action stirred him. That coupled with the briefest sight of the outline of her bosoms made Scot's cock strain against his trousers. 

Adel turned her back slowly on him. She took her arms out from the dress letting the fabric drop to her waist. Adel held Scot's eye whilst she dropped the dress to the floor. Scot gave out an audible sound at that point he was obviously enjoying the display. She stood there in her black bra and panties. Adel was glad she had worn her best black 'hold em ups' and her shoes with a decent heel. She reached around and undid her bra before letting it drop to the floor. Adel bent forward and fished into the bag by her feet and pulled out the corset. Luckily Scot had brought a front fastening one.

Adel put the corset around the back of her body and brought the fastening sections around to the front. How did this thing do up? She was glad that Scot couldn't see. The rigid bones felt good against her skin. Adel threaded the ties around the hooks pulling the two sections of material to fit her. The tighter the corset got the thinner her waist became. She finished tying the threads into a quick bow. This corset felt amazing. Cupping her breasts in her hands Adel turned to see Scot undoing his trousers.  

Scot stood up next to her leaving his trousers fall to the floor. He kissed her lips one hand cupping the back of her head and the other moving around the material at the back of her corset. Adel kissed him eagerly opening her soft lips to receive his probing tongue. Her hands dropped from her breasts and went to his waist to steady herself. Scot eagerly moved his right hand to her breast and began teasing the already pert nipple. 

Scot then pulled away from the embrace to see her standing in her full glory before him in that delightful corset. He steadied himself briefly but her nipples looked too tempting. They were so large and erect and without thinking Scot's mouth found them with his tongue licking and caressing each of the nipples in turn whilst his hand teased the other. The breasts were sucked with such vigour that Adel dropped her head back and let out a long moan.

Scot moved her so that she was sitting on the edge of the bed. He lowered himself to the floor. Scot started kissing each leg up from the ankle swapping over momentarily. Alternating from short brief touching of his lips on her stocking covered legs. Scot's eyes looked over at her crotch, as he got closer. He could see just how excited Adel was. Her black panties glistened as her juices filled the silk garment. He kissed her naked flesh at the top of the stockings. Scot's hands moved to Adel's panties and lowered them down her legs as she arched her back he moved the fabric quickly. Scot moved them down her legs and picked up each foot until they were freed of her.

Scot's eyes were fixated then by her crotch. Adel was trimmed of hair but the few that remained glistened with juice. She was so wet. Scot moved closer smelling her musky perfume. He kissed her stomach moving down slowly to her pubic mound, then lower to her vagina. She tasted so good. He licked and sucked and put his tongue deep inside her. Scot sucked as much of the juice as he was able from her labia. Adel's clit became harder and he flicked his tongue rapidly over it. She moaned as her juices flowed into his mouth. Scot kept teasing her until she came. Adel's body shook violently for what seemed minutes.

Scot stood briefly to remove his shirt before lying down on the bed next to her. Adel turned to him and kissed him. Tasting her juices on his lips. 'Now let me thank you!' she said. Adel stood up all her inhibitions gone. She removed his shoes. Scot's cock was erect and she knew that he wasn't going to be able to last too long. Scot liked to please a woman and could remain erect for long periods of time without ejaculation. She loved that in Scot, as no one had been able to keep up with her. Scot could easily tire her should he want to. Today was such a day.

As Adel sucked and licked his hard cock he remained firm. Her tongue licked rapidly at the eye of his penis. She licked down his shaft to his throbbing balls. Adel sucked each one at a time pulling it gently from his body. She was not taking it as a challenge to make Scot empty his load. Adel worked through her repertoire meticulously now there were only two things left that could make Scot cum, rimming and fucking. 

Adel told him firmly to roll over. His tight ass was now visible. She bit into his fleshy cheeks before letting her tongue circle his tight hole. Adel made her tongue rigid and slowly penetrated him. She then leaned back and slowly inserted her finger briefly into his hole. She vibrated her finger in the tight socket. Adel then sucked and licked the soft skin between this arse and his balls.

It was now starting to darken in the room. Time had become unimportant. Scot needed release and her orgasm seemed a distant memory. Adel moved away from Scot and stood up. 'Sit up!' she ordered him, not knowing where this sudden strength came from. Scot smiled he liked her dominant side and sat up in bed supported by pillows leaning back against the wall.

Adel straddled Scot, his cock slipped inside her wet folds easily. She looked deep in his eyes as she rode him faster and faster. Scot's cock hit her clit and each time caused floods of cum to run down his balls and onto the bed. 'Cum for me! I want you to cum inside me!' she whispered to Scot. Scot pushed deeper and deeper inside her. Adel's wetness and warmth felt good around his cock. He was close to cuming, he could feel it. As Adel leaned back, her hands resting on his lower legs Scot pulled on her corset and pumped deep inside her. Adel bounced on his cock until she came repeatedly and then and only then did he release his cum deep inside her.

Shortly after Adel dismounted carefully and collapsed onto the bed next to Scot. 'Feel better?' Scot asked her. Adel was exhausted and could only muster a gentle nod. He leaned towards her and kissed her tired lips and quickly undid her corset to let her rest naked in his arms.



The Long Weekend Ch. 01



It was going to be a boring weekend.

At 23, and in my second year of grad school, I'd definitely started to have less adventures. My name is Anna, and I'm 5'1, 98lbs, blond hair, blue eyes, petite, and kinda athletic. On paper, it sounds hot, but in reality petite girls like me are always treated like that kid sis the bad boy wants to protect from guys like him. In college I was forced to be pretty forward to get any attention, meaning I had more than my share of adventures. Grad school, the mountains of work, and the fact I rarely met folks outside my department kept me in check though.

My room mate Miranda often provided me with my one outlet for adventure. A fellow grad student like me, when we both got the itch to find some adventure we'd snag a cheap hotel in the next big city over, throw together a few things, and go hit the bars. While Miranda always got more attention than me, the fact we were in a different city than any students meant we could be free, flirty, and tease to our heart's content any guy that ran across us. And occasionally one of us (usually me) would end up going home with a guy.

Miranda however, was out of town visiting an old boyfriend for the way too long holiday weekend. Leaving me to my own devices. I couldn't head out to a local bar, as too many of my students from my classes clearly had an eye for trying to bed their TA. Apparently TA trumped the kid sis card. Given how worked up I was getting alone, there was too great a chance I might bump into them and do someone, er, something stupid. Heading off to Chicago was too dangerous. While I typically got away with being a tease due to the kid sis card, being all alone in the big city was too dangerous. My office mate was gone, and the building was mostly deserted so I considered a bit of an exhibitionist streak, but if I was caught I'd be ruined at this school and would probably have to transfer. I wasn't quite horny enough for that.

The exhibitionist idea was starting to work on me though. It was already dark out, our rented house was in a cul de sac in a pretty remote street...maybe...just a bit of time outside....thinking about had me squirm a bit on the couch with my glass of wine. I could step outside, I thought as I shrugged off my dress, take a quick jog to the main road, I thought as I shrugged off my bra, and who knows....

I slipped off my granny panties (I really wasn't planning to go out!) and gave the game I was about to play a bit of thought. There were three other houses on my cul de sac. One had an older divorced guy. If he caught me, who knows what would happen? He seemed nice, but I knew from experience pulling the "Naked Man" trick that even nice guys turn into animals when confronted by a naked petite blond. One house had 3 very hot meat heads that couldn't even hack the GPA for a frat. They'd mostly treated me like a kid sis in my dealings with them, but if they caught me I'd spend the evening, and maybe all of the long weekend, finding out just what they could do with my lithe body. A shiver slowly shook my body...that idea was strangely tempting, but I was one of the very few women that got migraines from the pill, and given how horny I was getting tag teamed would almost certainly lead to a very embarrassing conversation about parentage years down the line as I had no doubt I was ovulating.

Then it hit me. There was that third house as an option for some safer fun. It was owned by a pair of college profs and their teenage son of indeterminate age. I literally didn't know how old he was, other than he was definitely not in college. I Was sure he was 18, but the way he got tongue tied around me (which was really sweet)...who knows. His parents were out of town for a conference in Italy and HAD asked me to check in. I could probably tease him for a while and get him to come get the spare key for me. I'd been able to wrap him around my fingers whenever his parents were around anyways. 

I cracked the front door open, put a key under my door mat, and closed the door. Walked to the back door, stepped out, and closed it behind me with a click.

There was a moment of panic. I was really locked out naked now. The cold air on my skin felt good, but there was no fence to protect me from sight. The arrangement of the houses meant no one would see me unless they were out back, but it was possible that once I got very far from the house, the meatheads would be out back drinking. It was friday night, and only about 8 or so. It was dark, but good weather for getting drunk in the yard. Of course the single guy could be in his back yard too. And I'd have to cross one of the back yards to get to my target.

"Too late to back out now" I thought. Covering my pert breasts with one arm and my bare swimsuit area with the other hand, I made a decision and took a short cut through the single guy's back yard.

As I moved, I could hear exactly what I feared. The meatheads were out back, but fortunately they didn't see me, or at least they didn't seem to acknowledge my presences as I moved swiftly from their yard towards the single guy's yard. His lights were on, but as I ran past it was clear he was deep into a porno. I nearly stopped to watch from the window too, but the risk of being caught was too great, and I was sure the porno would put me in a state of mind that would guarantee I ended up fairly well screwed, literally and figuratively.

On to the Danny, the prof's kids home I went, working up confidence I'd need to stay in control of the situation. I was fairly certain he was shy enough I'd get away with teasing him like this, but if I went in with anything less than full confidence, who knew what would happen?

Of course, I didn't plan on two things. The first were mosquitos. Turns out it's hard to swat them away while you sneak naked through your single neighbors yard AND try to stay covered up with your arms. But I managed to make it to Danny's yard without being seen by the meatheads or the divorcee, despite a few yelps and swats.

The second, was that I'd find him stripped to the waist in his backyard. There was a wooded area behind the cul de sac, and as I came around to his yard it became clear he'd just come back from a run. As he stood there in the light of his porch light things changed. I'd pictured Danny as a shy 18 year old. Standing there in just running shorts it was clear he had a runner's lean body with just the right amount of muscles. I whispered a soft "fuck" to myself after seeing him in this much more desirable light.

Which was almost my undoing. The divorcee's lights in the back yard came on, Danny looked up right at me as the light revealed me and I was forced to make a quick decision. I moved fast towards him, smiled, and simply said "Can I come in?" slipping past him, bare back to him just as the divorcee's back door opened.

Danny, to his credit, took it all in stride. He slipped in past me and smiled. Annoyingly, it wasn't an embarrassed "OMG there's a naked girl in my house" smile, but even worse, it wasn't the animal smile I was used to getting when I'm this forward. 

"Did you get a bite out there? Mosquitos were a real pain."

Dammit. I was the kid sis. This 18 year old was seeing me as a kid sis, something that was definitely not helping me with the itch I had needed to scratch.

I calmly started to move through the living room, bare back to Danny. "Oh you know, one or two. Thanks for letting me in, I'm kinda locked out. I have a spare key, but I think I need it to get darker before I go get it from the front porch" I said giving him a flirty look over my shoulder.

Danny simply leaned against the wall with a casual smile. Not even a trace he was getting hard in his running shorts despite the fact I was thinking very hard about what it'd be like to just throw myself at him and see what his muscled body was capable of. "Home alone? Have plans?" I asked coyly, wondering if he even knew I was trying to flirt.

"Yeah, Mom and Dad are gone for the weekend. Could have sworn they told you. I was thinking of calling over this girl I knew and fooling around, but now you're hear, we could watch a movie or something. Want a beer?"

I gave him my fact shocked look. "A beer, aren't you too young for that?" He just smiled and headed for the kitchen, leaving me a minute or two to think about how to ratchet things up. At this point I was desperate to provoke a reaction. I was supposed to be teasing him dammit and expertly fending off his naive advances!

I should have realized that Danny hadn't offered me a shirt, and he hadn't offered to get the key. That really should have tipped me off.

But it didn't. So as he walked down the hall to the kitchen for a beer I looked around for something to turn up the heat. Drape myself over the couch? Bend over the table when he came back to the room? And then I saw it. A pile of toys.

Kid's toys. Grown up college professors tend not to leave the other kind of toys out. But in that pile were a pair of play plastic cuffs. The kind with the safety release, you know, just in case. Maybe...... I mean that would be really really forward, but with the release I could just free myself if I had to.

Danny came back into the room to find me playing at trying to free my wrists from the small toy cuffs, my hands behind my back. I looked over my shoulder at this young built man and just smiled. "I am so sorry, but I really am having a blonde moment. I had one of these as a kid and just had to play with it. Are these yours?".

Danny set down the beers and stepped in behind me slowly. I looked back forward, wondering if he'd use the safety release, or start to put the moves on me. He leaned in really close and whispered to me "These are my nephew's toy cuffs. Stupid safety latch is impossible to get to once they're on your wrists, and half the time they don't even work. I put a girl I know in them last weekend and we spent all night trying to get her out of them."

I shook. I want to say it was because I might very well be trapped by these stupid toy cuffs, but it also had to do with the fact that a nearly naked Danny was right behind me and hand casually put his hands on my upper arms. That, and his breath on my neck felt really really really good. I found myself wondering how his lips would feel on my skin, and barely choked out an "all night?"

"Well, between fuckings, yeah." As he said that Danny's hands started to move to the front of my upper arms, and the tips of his fingers brushed against me for some good old fashion side boob. I meant to say something about that but then he kissed my neck. And I kinda had a hard time forming words.

Of course my brain was racing trying to make sense of the situation. He'd always been shy around his parents, but here he was casually talking about sex, touching me, and generally playing things cool and suave. I started to accept I might be in the hands of a real player. And the fact I was naked and helpless meant there was only one things would end if I didn't take control.

I tried to call his bluff and reach the latch while talking to him. "Maybe...maybe I should go...I..I don't want to...ruin your...plans with..with that other girl...."...I was stuttering because every time I got a couple of words out he'd plant another kiss on my neck or two. And damn it if he wasn't right. I couldn't seem to quite reach the latch of the toy cuffs like this, and the few times I did manage to brush the latch it seemed good and stuck.

"Bad idea. You know once you're outside Jerry and his roomies will just pounce on you. And besides, you're hotter than that girl I was going to have over. Stay."

As he said that he kept kissing my neck and I found my head falling to the side, giving in. And his hands left my arms and start to gently brush against my nipples and it felt wonderful. Suddenly I was thinking that maybe it wouldn't be the worst idea to, you know, let him....

I was losing track of time fast. My nipples were getting hard from his touch. His kisses along my neck and earlobe were getting hotter. I felt one of his hands start to trail down and it hit me. I had to get control of this because....

"I'm...I'm not on the pill."

"So?"

The truth is, the few times I've let a guy have me bareback, it was hot. Really hot. Like really damn hot. Him saying a simple "So?" was about the hottest thing he could say right then. But I knew I had to rally. Given the time of the month I was really playing with fire here. It'd be so hot to just give in but....

"I...you could knock me up. Everyone would know...."

"Know you were bad? You did lock yourself out naked and then cuff yourself in my living room. Even for a blonde that borders on ditzy."

I take blonde comments very very poorly and that could have easily ruined the mood right there. But right as he said that his fingers slipped over my clit, my back arched and my mouth opened in an involuntary moan. I really hadn't realized how worked up I was and his fingers, hands and mouth kept working my breasts, clit and neck keeping me from being able to think enough to be mad. I was starting to really shake as he just lightly touched my nipple and clit and I was getting really worked up fast.

"You're going to cum aren't you? Go ahead. Be bad. Cum for me. Cum for me."

His voice was having an almost hypnotic effect on me. I was losing control. I was practically bouncing on my tip toes against his body, trying to slip the cuffs, whimpering starting to sweat. He was playing my body expertly and I just couldn't...seem....to....to....

When I came I nearly passed out. The sexiness of being so naked and helpless with this younger god of a man I'd meant to tease just ratcheted up the pleasure to incredible heights. He held me against him as I spasmed and shook. When I came down I was giggly, and Danny turned me to face him.

I thought he'd go for our first kiss of the evening, but the pressure of his hands on my shoulders and my weakened knees meant I ended up kneeling in front of him, one hand in my hair as the other peeled off his running shorts. My eyes went wide as he sprung free, hard, and big enough I wasn't sure I could exactly take him inside me. I looked up at him and started to say something when he pulled my head forward and my open mouth onto him.

His fingers coiled in my blond locks kept our eyes locked as he flashed me a predatory smile. I thought to myself "maybe I can still get out of this. Suck him off, give him his pleasure and it's not like he'll have enough left over to fuck me senseless." Part of me was sad that this would be how my evening with him ended, but the other part had really enjoyed the orgasm and wasn't excited about risking getting knocked up, so I went to work on him.

I used my lips, tongue, and bobbed as much as I could with his hands in my hair. And I went to work on him. Our eyes were locked and as my tongue teased the underside of his thick cum filled cock I got the pleasure of seeing his irises start to unfocus. "Turn about is fair play" I thought. After all he'd just played my body until he'd gotten and amazing orgasm out of it. I was glad to prove I could return the favor.

His fingers started to loosen as he got close. I really started to work him. I was really wishing I could free my hands because I really found myself wanting to finger myself or use my hands to help, but the latch was really stuck now. I hear him start to curse under his breath and felt his hips start to move in an involuntarily thrust but I just kept at it, determined to suck him so dry I'd go home baby free.

I felt him twitch just as he dumped load after load of his personal swimmers down my throat. His fingers in my hair spasmed, a little painfully but I stuck with him, and swallowed him whole as he cursed at me.

He looked like he'd been smacked by a shovel as I stood up in triumph, a goofy grin on his face and a look of pure sex on mine. I opened my mouth to ask him to jimmy open the cuffs when he surprisingly rallied and pushed me back into a recliner behind me. I barely managed a "humpf" as a landed on my back side before he was on top of me.

I was scared he'd miraculously recover but he tossed my legs over my shoulder leaving me kinda almost laying in the big overstuffed chair. I was having a hard time getting comfortable with my arms cuffed behind me, but when his mouth found my clit again, I stopped thinking about that. His lips just fastened on me, once again silencing any complaints I had.

My back started to arch against his mouth, when he slipped a finger in me easily. I was VERY wet after what we'd done so well, and as he started to saw his digit in and out of me his other snaked up and started to tease my very sensitive nipple again.

As my legs kicked over his shoulder into the air, the rational part of me was trying very hard to warn me to get the hell out of here. Chances are good he'd recover before I had the second orgasm I so desperately wanted and then I'd be fucked. Thoroughly fucked by that wonderful cum filled cock. But I desperately wanted the orgasm his mouth and fingers were promising me so instead of trying to leave, I just gave in.

Just giving in is the worst thing you can do when you're unprotected and scared you're ovulating, but as my second orgasm started to roar towards me I just. Could. NOT. Find the will to fight anymore and I gave in as a second powerful orgasm ripped through my helpless body.

I was swimming in a sea of pleasure as I felt him pull me out of the recliner down the floor. Bend me over on my knees. I recall whimpering "Condom?" and feeling his answer, 10 inches of cock slipping inside me with a loud wet noise.

We didn't talk much for the next few minutes. There was no need. His hand on my shoulder and hip told me he was going to fuck my fertile unprotected body into next week. His absolutely wonderful perfect cum filled cock slipped deeper and deeper into my body with each thrust. When he finally bottomed out nestled against my cervix we both moaned, and things really started. He sawed in and out of me, never pulling out more than a few inches and I ground right back against his bare cock. It felt so perfect, nothing in between us, all his as he held my helpless body impaled on him, leaning forward on my knees as he took what he wanted from me.

In and out. Sometimes touching my breasts, sometimes my clit, but always a hand on me gripping me, setting the pace as we fucked on the floor. I was incoherently babbling and he was sounding like an animal that found something worth hunting down and claiming. In and out as the wet noises came. In and out as I started to sweat, hair tangled, toes curling.

My one last moment of clarity made me realize I was close to having a monstrous orgasm, one way more powerful than any so far. One that would definitely end with me passing out. One that would definitely end with me squeezing the sticky cum right out of his enormous cock and deep into my fertile womb. I whimpered a "Pull out?" and didn't even get acknowledged. He keep sawing in and out. I tried to last hoping I could rally when I felt him get close but it was all too much. I just...I couldn't. I couldn't stop and I just...just....

Came. I came hard. I came shaking and crying out and I felt him cum too. Spurting and shooting and filling me as my helpless body just shook and shuddered and came and came and came and oh god....

I gave into the wonderful embrace of unconsciousness almost immediately afterwards.

I had the most amazing dream. I dreamed I was on my lawn. I was sunbathing, and if felt like the son was literally kissing my skin. I went to try to cover up but the grass had my wrists. Thick blades of grass where stroking my body all over and I just....

Woke up to find Danny kissing me.

I kissed him back and went to embrace him for the first time only to find my wrists cuffed to his headboard. He pulled back a bit and smiled at me hungry.




The Long Weekend Ch. 01



Part I: Friday

My relationship with Mistress Kayla and Master John had fallen into a bit of a routine after six months. By that time, I was starting to get to the point where I couldn't remember when I hadn't been with them. I shouldn't say so much them, as Mistress Kayla. A month after she'd taken ownership of me, Master John had taken ownership of his own submissive, Gail. Both continued to use me, just as they both used Gail whenever it suited them. While most of the time I attended Mistress Kayla, we also had times when all four of us were together, or when I was given to Master John, or Gail to Mistress Kayla. We played in all permutations. There were certain rules. Only Master John got to fuck Kayla, since she was originally his submissive -- although since Gail had come along, Kayla had become more and more dominant. And Kayla's was the only pussy John fucked. For Gail and me, we were allowed to have sex with each other when given permission and our asses and mouths were always available for use.

Gail and I would arrive at their home every Friday night, usually within a couple of minutes of each other, and be there until Monday morning, when we left and returned to our lives. Upon my arrival I'd walk into the garage on the ground floor, and strip out of my clothes, putting them neatly into a storage bin, from which I'd retrieve my collar, and buckle it around my neck. Then I'd knock on the door, and kneel, awaiting one of my owners. Sometimes, Gail would be waiting there, or I'd be forced to wait until she arrived.

This weekend was a bit different, since Monday was a holiday, so I'd get an extra day with my owners and fellow submissive. On that Friday, I was only there for about a minute or so when Mistress Kayla opened the door. She was dressed in a short, grey skirt, a white blouse, grey hose and black stiletto pumps. As I had been taught, I bent my head to her feet and placed a kiss on the toe of each shoe. "I'm here to serve you, Mistress."

"Yes, you are. Get in here. Your fellow slut is already here. Get in the kitchen and help her get dinner ready." She punctuated this with a slap to my ass as I hurried by her.

I entered the kitchen to a familiar sight -- Gail on her knees with a mouthful of Master John's cock. He had his hand wrapped in her auburn hair as her head bounced up and down and she made slurping noises. He shot me a predatory smile as he ordered me to kneel next to her. He pulled his cock out of her mouth and shoved it into mine. I sucked greedily as he stroked it in and out of my mouth four or five times, his hands on either side of my head. "Ummm," he moaned as he pulled out of my mouth and pulled the zipper up on his pants, "I don't know who sucks cock better. You, the slut here, or your Mistress." He let the comment hang in the air for a moment. "Well, get to work on dinner, bitches," and he strode past us back out into the main part of the house. 

We made dinner quietly, without much talk. I set the table with two place settings, and then helped Gail bring the serving dishes out. As I arranged them on the table, she let Master and Mistress know that dinner was served. They followed her into the dining room and sat at either end of the table. "The two of you get under the table," Mistress Kayla ordered as she sat. "We're going to have a contest. David's going to lick my pussy, and Gail's going to suck Master John's cock. First one to make their owner cum wins."

I slid under the table. Mistress spread her legs to allow me access. She wore no panties under her skirt, just a garter belt holding up her hose. Droplets of moisture had already formed on the folds of her labia and I caught the musky scent of her in my nostrils. I dove into her pussy, and she moved forward in her chair a bit in order to give me better access. I could hear Gail behind me working on her Master's cock. All the while, both John and Kayla continued to eat and talk as if nothing were going on. As usual, the more I licked and sucked upon her, the more of her juices I sucked down. I loved the way she tasted -- a mix of sweet and sour tastes as I flicked my tongue up and around her hardening clit.

It was getting harder for both of them to keep eating. I could hear Master grunting, and Mistress was sighing and little moans were escaping her. One hand snaked down under the table, wrapped in my hair, and directed my mouth right onto her sensitive nub. Her hips started to undulate. "Oh fuck....yeah....yeah...fuck," she moaned, then pulled my face hard against her as her legs wrapped around my head and she exploded. "I win!" she yelled.

"Well don't stop, you stupid cunt!" John yelled at Gail. "Just because you lost doesn't mean I don't cum." He slid back from the table, grabbed a handful of Gail's hair and began to brutally face fuck her. "Next time, pussy boy blows me," he announced over her gagging. "He's better at it anyway."

"Maybe you ought to just train your little bitch a bit better." Kayla shot back with a laugh as she leaned back in her chair and took a long drink.

"Yeah, there's going to be some training this weekend." He began slamming his cock into Gail's mouth, then went rigid, burying it deep in her throat, "FUCK!" he roared, "Swallow it all you cunt!" Like Kayla, he leaned back in his chair, recovering, as Gail swallowed all his cum, licking around his softening cock and balls, and making sure she got every drop. I slid out from under the table, and kneeled next to Mistress Kayla's chair, while she absently stroked my hair. As Gail finished cleaning Master John, Kayla got up, walked to her and began pulling her by her hair. "David, you can clean up and eat. When you're done, come to the playroom." She looked down at Gail, "You, my little bitch, lost, so you get to pay."

I began to clean the table. When I went to pick up the dishes in front of Master John, he grabbed my wrist. "You need to start training your little friend. She sucks you off too. You better start teaching her how to do it right."

"Yes, sir."

Master nodded once, then got up and headed into the living room. I finished clearing the table, put the dirty dishes in the dishwasher, and then ate. Finishing up, I headed upstairs to the playroom/guest bedroom. 

I walked in to find Gail resting with her chest over a small kneeler. A spreader bar kept her legs spread 3 feet apart, and her wrists were secured to the kneeler by snap hooks and wrist cuffs. Her ass was a bright red, and a butterfly vibrator was strapped around her hips and buzzing away. Mistress Kayla looked up at my approach from Gail's head. She had changed out of her clothes, and was naked except for her black, knee-high, stiletto heeled leather boots. She had on the largest strap-on dildo she had -- a 12" monster, that was 3 ½" in diameter, which she was stroking in and out of Gail's mouth. "That's it Gail, suck on that cock. Show it how much you want it, how much you want to make it cum." Drool was running down her chin as she tried to cram as much of it into her mouth and down her throat as she could, gagging on it. "You have to do better," Kayla instructed her, "You want Master John to be happy, don't you?"

"Mmmmmfffff," Gail moaned, as she nodded her head, her eyes looking up at her Mistress.

"Maybe we should give you a real cock to practice on. David, come over here." I hurried over, and stood next to Mistress Kayla, as she pulled the dildo from Gail's mouth. "Show David what you've learned, slut," Kayla said, grabbing my cock, and positioning me directly in front of Gail's mouth. She attacked me with a vengeance, sucking my member deep inside her mouth, swirling her tongue around the head.

"When was the last time you came?" Kayla asked me.

"Last Sunday," I replied breathlessly. "Master John let me jerk off while he pounded my ass."

"Ummmmm," Kayla said, idly pinching my nipples, "You like that don't you? Being fucked in the ass. You cum so hard and so much from it."

"Yes, Mistress."

"Is she giving you a good blow job?"

"Yes, Mistress. Very good."

"Good. You should be rewarded for your oral expertise, pet. But try to hold out. Don't cum until I tell you too. You know what happens if you do." She smiled evilly at that.

I certainly did know. Twice in the last six months I had cum without permission. Once I had been unable to control myself and had masturbated at home on a Wednesday night. Kayla had known. The second time I had cum during a teasing and denial session. Both times Mistress Kayla had punished me with a milking session. She had tied me down and massaged my prostate, emptying my balls of all the cum in them. The sensation wasn't unpleasant, but since there was no ejaculation, no actual orgasm, the sexual tension remained afterwards. The problem with that is once she drained me, I couldn't cum again until I "refilled" and that usually took 2 or 3 days. So, either I couldn't even get hard, in which case I became everyone's mouth and tongue whore, or I was hard but couldn't get off, so I was either teased by my dominants, or they'd watch while I fucked Gail for hours at a time, until she was exhausted. Meanwhile, I just became more and more sexually aroused and frustrated. On top of it, I'd remain that way until the next weekend, since I usually didn't refill until after I had left, and in order to continue to punish me, Mistress would deny me permission to cum until I was back in her presence. I did not want to go through that.

Meanwhile, Mistress had crouched at Gail's waist. She had placed a small plastic container on the floor underneath Gail, and had gotten the Hitachi Magic Wand. She removed the butterfly vibrator, and pressed the Hitachi against Gail's clit.

The effect was instantaneous. Gail squealed and it was like an electrical shock went through my cock. She was bucking her hips, but there was no getting away, bound as she was. Kayla smacked her on the ass, "Oh, quit acting like you don't like this, you slut. Go ahead and cum, so David can."

With that, Gail plunged her mouth down on my cock, her nose resting against my pubic bone, "MMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!' she screamed, her mouth full, as she began to squirt right into the container. I felt my balls tighten up, grabbed her by the head so she couldn't move and came long and hard into her mouth and right down her throat, spasm after spasm pumping my jism into her belly. I finally fell back, totally spent, pulling myself from her mouth. "Thank you, Mistress Kayla." I said.

"Oh god...so fucking good..." Gail panted, "Thank you, Mistress, thank you for letting this slut cum..."

"One last thing," Kayla had the container in her hands. She tipped it up to Gail's lips, and she began to swallow, "Oh, yeah, cum slut, drink all that squirt down. It's so good, isn't it?" she giggled, "You are such as nasty little whore." She turned to me, and began stroking my still hard cock, "Oooohhh, I like that. I like how you can stay hard. That's so good." She got up from her crouch, dragging me along with her, "Come along, we're not done yet."

She dragged me behind Gail. Both her pussy and asshole were perfectly exposed through her spread legs as she continued to catch her breath. Mistress Kayla left me there for a moment, and retrieved something from the dresser across the room. She returned with a bottle of lube. Squeezing some out on her hand, she began to rub it all over my cock. She then squeezed some more out, and began working a finger in and out of Gail's ass.

"No, Mistress, please," Gail began pleading, shaking her head.

"Shhh, baby. It's going to happen. You need to pay for not making Master John cum fast enough." She pulled her finger out, and then looked at me. "You're going to fuck her in the ass, pet. I want you to go balls deep on that first stroke. All the way in."

Gail was still pleading, as I lined my cock up to her ass. I grabbed her by the hips, and then slammed all the way into her.

"Oh fuck!" she screamed, and her head came up as her back arched. "Fuck....fuck...uhhhnnnn," she continued to wail, her head shaking from side to side. "Oh God, Mistress! His cock is splitting me in two!"

"Keep fucking that ass." Kayla said "You're getting well and truly fucked tonight Gail. It's David's reward and your punishment. Besides, there's going to be much more this weekend, I'm sure." She walked away. It was a few moments before she returned. She pushed me down so I was leaning over Gail's back, and I quickly felt her lubed finger inside me. "Your turn now, bitch." I felt the head of her strap-on at the entrance to my ass. She laughed, "Don't worry. I changed out of the Monster." I was thankful she had because it wasn't splitting me in half as she slowly slipped it in. She was quickly matching my strokes. "This is so good, fucking both my slaves' asses."

I hadn't realized how much I missed being ass fucked until I began spending these weekends with John and Kayla. Mistress Jacqueline had introduced me to it, and then after she left, it had been a long time before I had been buggered again. It was such a submissive act, giving up something so taboo, letting either Mistress Kayla or Master John possess me and be inside of me. My rectum stretched around a cock -- either real or artificial -- gripping it tightly. A feeling of fullness and warmth that spread throughout my body. And that wonderful feeling if the invader moved in just the right way and hit my prostate. "Fuck me like a bitch, Mistress!"

She licked up my back, along my neck and to my ear. "Oh, I will. You're my bitch. You'll always be my bitch," she whispered, then lifted her head away. "How are you doing there, slut?" she called to Gail, "Ass starting to feel good? Like getting ramrodded?"

Gail was nodding her head up and down, "Unnngghhhh...yeah....it's so fucking good....oh, yeah....fuck me harder...."

Directly across from us was a wall mirror, and I could see the three of us intertwined. Then I saw Master John walk into the room, naked, his hard-on standing out proudly. He walked behind Kayla, and began kissing her neck, and stroking her tits. "Oh, baby, that's so good."

"Yeah?" he asked, and his hand snaked down to her pussy. "Obviously, you're soaking wet." He slid behind her, bent her a bit at her waist, and slipped into her pussy.

"I love your cock," she breathed...then drew her breath in sharply, "Wait, what..."

Master John grabbed her hair and pulled her head back, "I haven't had this ass in so long. Remember, you're still my slut. And it's obviously an ass-fucking party..."

"Ohhh, fuck! That's too much! Please, I need some lube!" Kayla yelled, but Master John just held her where she was.

"You use to take me dry all the time, slut. I lubed up with your pussy juice. Stop your whining. Just relax; everyone's getting fucked in the ass tonight." Master John told her in a tone that indicated that her protests weren't going to mean anything.

I didn't think it could work, but it did. Somehow, we all worked in concert. All three of us were fucking Gail, my Master and my Mistress were fucking me, and my Mistress was being fucked by her Master.

"Oh, Kayla, your ass is so fucking tight. I'm going to cum real soon. Are you ready to cum with me, my slut?"

"Uhhhnnnn....uhhhnnnnn....yeah....yeah....please....I want to cum with you," she grunted out.

"Pussy boy," he said to me, "you ready to cum?"

"Yes.....Master...please."

"Reach under and start stroking the cunt's clit. I want everyone to cum at once. Anyone who doesn't cum, doesn't cum all weekend." I did as he ordered. Gail's pussy was slick, and her clit was hard and stood out from its hood. Her moaning only increased, as Master said, "On three. One....two....THREE!" He buried himself deep inside Kayla, and I think I would have felt him cumming, if not for the fact that at the same moment, Kayla buried her dildo in me, I buried my spasming cock in Gail's ass and we all started screaming and moaning out our orgasms, Kayla moaning "oh fuck...oh fuck...oh fuck" over and over again, Gail squirting again, this time all over the floor, while she let out a low keening wail, shaking her head from side to side.

It was some moments before we all recovered. John slid his cock out of Kayla, and her dildo slid out of me, as he turned her around and she fell to her knees, cleaning his cock with her mouth. He looked at me, "Suck her ass, get all my cum out of there, bitch boy." I did, snaking my tongue as far into her ass as possible. As she finished cleaning Master's cock, she all of the sudden stiffened, and moaned "I'm cumming again!" Meanwhile, Master John was releasing Gail from her bonds. He dragged her over to me and Mistress Kayla, and made her clean first the dildo, then my cock. "Yeah, that's it cunt. Get all that ass juice off of there. Going to get me to cum a little quicker next time?" he asked Gail.

"Yes, sir, I will. I promise."

"Lick up your mess on the floor, then the two of you get to bed. And make sure you practice on David's cock tonight. The two of you can cum as much as you like tonight. But I'd recommend getting some sleep. You're going to have a long, busy day tomorrow." He took Kayla by the hand, and they retired to their room. Shortly, the sounds of the two of them getting each other off again could be heard coming from down the hall.

As we fell into bed, Gail looked at me. "God, that was fucking hot! I came so hard. My pussy's still throbbing." She laid there for a moment, looking at the ceiling, and then rolled onto her side. "Are my blow jobs really that bad?"

"No. I'm just that good," I replied, smiling at her.

"Yeah? You think so?" She then threw her legs over my head, and moved into a 69. She gave me a blow job while I feasted on her pussy. Within a minute, she was squirming, as a latched onto her clit and began tracing circles around it with my tongue. "Oh, god, you're right. That's so good....uhhhhnnnnn.....ohhhhhhh...I'm gonna' cum all over your face!" She began squirting as she came, and I hungrily swallowed her girl cum as I brought her to yet another orgasm. She started pistoning up and down on my cock, and it wasn't long until I filled her mouth with spunk again, which she shared with me in a kiss. We fell asleep curled up next to each other.

At some point during the night, I was awakened by someone climbing onto the bed and straddling my face. "Clean me out, slut," Mistress Kayla ordered, presenting her pussy to my mouth. Gail and I were always on clean-up detail, so, on the other side of the bed, I could hear Gail sucking at Master's cock and cleaning him off. I licked and sucked out the mix of her fluids and Master's cum. "Enough. Good boy," Mistress said, getting back up, and leaving us both to fall back to sleep.



The Long Weekend Ch. 02



He woke first.

He didn't remember falling asleep. He remembered being embraced by her, and pulled toward her breasts, and told to suckle them. He remembered her soothing and encouraging words as he gently sucked on first one nipple and then the other. 

She told him how well he had done...how pleased she was so far...how attracted she was to him when he was her slutty little bitch...how much she looked forward to having him for the rest of the weekend....

It felt so secure and loving in her arms. He felt warm and safe there. He knew she desired him for the very side of him he had kept hidden from most women, and all men, for his entire life. What a fantastic find! His mind began to replay the riot of feelings that he had experienced last night. He could not remember ever feeling any emotion so vividly, so completely, even with another Mistress. This one was special. He had to strive hard to keep her interest. He wanted her to want him. He wanted to feel her touch on his body again. He wanted to feel her breath in his ear. Most of all, he wanted her inside him again.

He was tempted to get up. He needed to pee, and smiled at the memory of her sitting on his face and using him as her chamber pot. After relieving himself, he could tip-toe into the kitchen and put on a pot of coffee for her. But would she be cross with him if she awoke in her bed alone?

She was already awake, but had kept her eyes shut and her breathing shallow and regular to deceive him. She wanted a moment to savor and reflect on her feelings last night, and to think about the feelings she hoped she had induced in him last night. She wanted him to lust for her, because that would bind his mind closer to her, and it was control of his mind that she was after. Once she had his mind, his body, heart and soul would follow, and she would own him.

Do I want to own him? she asked herself. Probably. Last night he had proven his e-mail claims that he was an experienced submissive. It was obvious that he had been trained to pleasure women in the past, and was pretty good at it. He needed a lot of work in the corporeal department. She could tell he wasn't really a masochist...at least not yet, she told herself with a smile.

She ran her fingernails through his hair, causing him to moan and stir involuntarily. He opened his eyes to look into hers.

"Get up," she said softly. "I want you on your knees next to the bed."

Wordlessly, he scrambled off the bed and onto the carpet, kneeling a few inches from the edge of the bed, facing her. She shifted herself around on the bed so that she was lying across it with her shapely legs hooked over his shoulders. Using her legs, she firmly drew his face closer to her vagina.

"Drink" was her command.

He positioned his lips to receive her beverage, and soon a slow, steady stream of her warm, salty fluid trickled across his tongue and down his throat. He was overwhelmed by the aroma of her pussy, the feel of her calves pulling him in toward her, the taste of her pee, and the utter submission he felt. His painfully full bladder elevated to the sense of being used by her...humiliated, objectified, subjugated. 

She lay on the bed, eyes closed, feeling the relief of emptying her bladder into her slave. She could almost feel the power flowing out of him and into her at the same rate that her pee flowed into him. She loved being the Domina and she loved the power exchange.

"Clean," she told him when she was empty, and he licked her pussy clean and dry, arousing her as he did. She allowed herself one orgasm, then put her feet on top of his shoulders and pushed him back.

"Speech restrictions are still ON," she reminded him, as she lifted her head from the mattress to look at him. "Don't say a word."

He nodded, thinking about the growing urgency in his bladder and bowels. He wondered if she was hoping that he'd have an accident.

"Listen carefully," she added. "I'll only say it once. First, you will go to the kitchen and begin brewing my coffee. Next, you will come back in here and clean up my toys. You will take my strap-on into the bathroom, and thoroughly clean it with the antiseptic soap. You will not stop to eat anything or drink anything, or to use the toilet. When my strap-on is clean and dry, you will return here, kneel, and present me with my clean cock. Understood?"

He nodded and left for the Kitchen. She smiled as she watched him walk naked with his erect and unsatisfied cock bobbing up and down as he walked out, and again a few moments later when he returned to pick up his torn red panties and the soiled latex surgical gloves she had used on him last night. He disposed of them, and then picked up the clothespins, crop and a few other odds and ends, putting them on the dresser to which she silently she pointed. He finally picked up her strap-on and carried it into the bathroom. She heard the sink faucet turned on.

She closed her eyes, and summoned the image from last night of that strap-on cock sliding in and out of him, and his surrender to it. His initial screams had turned to moans, and he had eventually begun to thrust his hips back as she thrust forward. Her hands had been gripping his hips to guide the penetration, and she thought she had felt a rhythmic convulsion running through his body just as she herself had climaxed.

Yes, he had potential. She was hoping he would be a keeper. It had been too long without a personal slave to worship her, and she hoped that the drought would end with this candidate. She had grown rather fond of him over the past few months of e-mailing and phone calls. She had enjoyed his wry sense of humor, his interest in the arts, and she had especially enjoyed the intellectual discourse and the flirty banter they had shared. Besides, she reminded herself, he had a really cute ass, and legs that might make some women jealous. Using those assets to her maximum advantage was part of her plan....

He returned with the strap-on and knelt, holding it out to her with outstretched arms. After a short pause, she raised her head from the pillow and glanced at the black rubber phallus she had used to fuck him last night.

"Good job," she said. "Now go get my coffee. Just a drop of cream, no sugar."

He nodded, jumped to his feet, and gave her another view of his stiff, bouncing cock. A moment later, he stood next to the bed with a mug of coffee. She took the mug, sipped at the coffee, and nodded.

"Good," she muttered. "Kneel."

He knelt.

"Does my little slave bitch need to go potty?" she asked in a teasing, taunting voice.

He nodded vigorously.

"Would the slave like to beg Goddess to go potty?"

He nodded harder and longer.

"You will go into the bathroom; you will keep the door open so I can watch and listen. You will sit on the toilet seat. You will go both ways. When you are done, you will immediately get into the shower to shampoo and wash yourself. You will then return to kneel here...and you'd better be back before I finish this cup of coffee. Now go!"

Fifteen minutes later he was back. She had him fetch another cup of coffee, and sent him into the bathroom again to shave and brush his teeth. When he returned, she arose majestically from the bed, grabbed his still-damp hair, raised him to a standing position, and led him to her dresser. From the drawers she removed a matching pair of black lacy panties and bra, a black lace garter belt, and a pair of matching thigh-high stockings.

"You will help me dress," she said, pushing his head down until he was kneeling in front of her. "Hold the panties out for me."

He held out the panties just inches from the carpet. Using his head as a balancing post, she slowly stepped into the panties and he gently slid them up her legs and into position, making sure the elastic band was straight. They repeated the process with the garter belt. Then he pulled her stockings over her legs and attached them to the clips dangling from the garter, using his hands to smooth out the nylon fabric over her legs. He was almost breathless with excitement as he finished.

She pulled him up to standing position by his hair. Then she extended her arms straight out toward him. He slipped the bra straps over her arms and onto her shoulders. Her arms folded around him, and she drew him close to her and kissed him. It was a long, passionate, hungry kiss. Her tongue pushed into his mouth, and he yielded, using the tip of his tongue to lightly stroke the bottom of her tongue.

"Hook up my bra," she said after the first kiss ended, and began a second, deeper kiss as he tried to fumble with the tiny latches below her shoulder blades.

He finally succeeded, and her kiss ended. She pushed him away, grabbed his hair, and led him to an open closet door. She maneuvered him so that his back was against the door. From the doorknob she picked up a pair of handcuffs and locked them on his wrists in front.

"Put your hands all the way above your head," she told him. 

She walked around the other side of the door. There was a six-foot length of wide elastic band with a plastic hook at either end. One hook went under the door, and the second she attached to the short chain between the cuffs. She went to the dresser, opened a drawer, and withdrew two nylon scarves. One she used to blindfold him; the other gagged him.

A moment later he heard the steady hum of a small electric motor.

She held the electric razor in her hand, savoring the moment. He had precious little body hair, and what there was of it was sparse, thin, and barely visible. She decided to begin with the pitiful strands on his chest. Two quick swipes later, and she moved on to his arms and underarms. He did not resist or even make a sound. His only reaction was the quickening of his breath.

He lightly moaned when she began shaving his pubic hairs, and twitched a little when she touched the razor to his balls.

She stepped back for a moment, letting the razor's motor run.

"Much better," she said. "Now for those lovely legs you are so proud of. They'll look so much better shaved, won't they, bitch?"

He nodded.

She finished his legs in a few minutes, shut off the motor, and began running her fingers and her nails across his hairless skin. He twisted and moaned as she teased him. She began to lick his nipples as her hands dropped to his cock and balls. His groans grew louder and more frequent, and he began to undulate.

She laughed. "You look so pretty, baby, and touching you makes me so hot!"

She stopped teasing him, and a moment later he felt her using something on his feet. He gave a loud sigh as he realized she was painting his toenails. His mind began slipping away into the realm of dreams.

"After I train you to do pedicures, you'll attend to my toes as well as your own," she told him. "Now you look even prettier."

She walked away, and came back a minute later.

"Turn around and spread your legs wide," she whispered in his ear. Obediently, he moved his legs, careful not to smudge his toenails. He blushed as he realized he wanted his toenails painted...he wanted to be pretty for her...he wanted her to get hot when she touched him....and would do anything needed to make it so.

She smiled wickedly as she watched him so carefully turn and set his feet apart. She knew he wanted it, and she had him where she wanted. She was very satisfied with that thought, and was aroused by it. She lubed up the vibrating egg and slid it quickly into his anus. He gave out a muffled cry of surprise.

"Squeeze and keep it in," she ordered. "If it falls, you will lick it clean and I'll put it in again without lube. Now turn around and face me."

He obeyed. She had him lift first one leg, then the next as she slipped on a pair of thong panties, making sure that the back string was wedged deeply in his crack.

"Maybe that will help you retain it," she laughed. She pressed the button on the small remote control, and watched him wiggle and groan for a few seconds before clicking it off.

She added a garter belt and stockings, and stepped back to admire her work. Satisfied, she undid his blindfold, gag and cuffs, and led him by the hand to a full-length mirror.

"Look," she said. "Aren't you pretty?"

He nodded as he saw himself, and his cock stiffened at the sight.

"Now help me finish getting dressed."

He dressed her, and while she put on her makeup, he put his street clothes over the panties and stockings. The stockings felt good on the skin of his legs, and were going to be a constant reminder of his submission to her.

When they got to the front door, she said: "Speech restrictions are off, baby. Until you hear otherwise, you will act normal, and address me as Deborah. Understand?"

He smiled wryly. "Yes, Deborah." He opened the door for her and they left for the street. Once on the sidewalk, she told him to find a cab and bring it to her. He walked against the direction of the one-way traffic to the avenue, where he hailed a cab and had the cabbie drive to where she waited. He hopped out, held the cab door for her to enter, and then scampered around to get in on the other side.

She ordered the cabbie to take them to Bryant Park. They talked about anything and everything as the cab sped uptown. They arrived after two, and the lunch crowd at the restaurant was just beginning to thin out. They not only got a table, but a little privacy from adjacent diners. 

They began a game of looking at the other couples and guessing "First date or Married"? "Married and having an affair"? and "How kinky do you think they are?" Everything was normal until it came time to order. She ordered her meal and drink, but when the waitress turned to him, she said: "He's not hungry. He's just keeping me company."

He gave her a quizzical glance as the waitress left.

"Sorry baby," she said in a confidential tone as she leaned forward to pat his belly. "You want to be pretty for me, don't you?"

He nodded.

"Good," she said. "If you want to be pretty for me, we have to start watching your girlish figure. So for the rest of this weekend, I'm putting you on a special diet."

He smiled. "And may I know what the diet is?"

"Me," she replied, with a wicked grin. "What you had last night after dinner will be your complete diet unless I decide otherwise."

"Lucky me," he managed to say without a trace of irony.

"You may get lucky enough to become a keeper," she smiled, and pressed the button on the remote, causing him to grit his teeth and shift uncomfortably in his chair as the egg vibrated in his anus. He swallowed hard, and tried to concentrate on looking "normal" as shivers of pleasure ran up his spine.

After lunch, she decided on a walk. She led him past the Library and turned right on Fifth Avenue, heading downtown. They walked and talked casually, laughing and enjoying the mild autumn day in Manhattan.

At 27th Street, she decided that she wanted to see the new exhibit at the Museum of Sex. It was titled: "Kink: Geography of the Erotic Imagination". They wandered around the museum, looking at exhibits of Leather, Bondage, Shoe Fetish, Pony play, Adult Babies, Watersports, Medical Play...every variation imaginable. There were costumes, props, photographs, videos, paintings and drawings. There was a recreation of a dungeon scene. Walking with her, near her, talking with her, and knowing that he wore her panties and stockings under his street clothes made him tingle and blush as they handled the masks, whips, chains and other toys.

They stopped in front of a painting depicting a table overflowing with fruit. The centerpiece was a naked girl, lying on her back, wrists and ankles bound together just below her pelvis, and with an apple gagging her mouth. It was titled "Cannibal Play".

He felt a long jolt of the vibrating egg as they stood there, staring at that painting.

"That will be you, baby," she said, turning off the egg.

They left the museum, and she led him down Fifth Avenue and turned west toward Seventh Avenue. They talked about many things, but as they crossed Seventh and headed for Eighth, she asked him if he was getting hungry and thirsty yet. He said yes, and her reply was "Good, I want you hungry and thirsty for me."

She steered him into a shop in the middle of the block that was one of the largest BDSM retailers in the City. As they entered the shop, one of the women behind the counter exchanged waves with Mistress Deborah. 

She stopped him, and leaned over to whisper to him.

"I want my egg back, pet," she said. "Go to the basement, find the rest room, retrieve and clean my egg, and fetch it to me. Go!"

She walked off to greet her acquaintance, and he found the stairs down to the basement level, and then the restroom. He dropped his pants, which exposed his stocking-clad legs. Just seeing the thigh-highs made him hard and breathe faster. He extracted the egg, pulled up his pants, and then cleaned and dried the egg.

When he got upstairs, he found Deborah and her friend in the corset section. Deborah introduced her friend as Cheryl. She then introduced him as "This is Michael; he's new, and still rough around the edges. Give me the egg, my pet."

Blushing, he handed her the egg. Cheryl laughed, and Deborah looked straight into his eyes and gave him a very wicked grin.

"I've decided we need a few things," said Deborah, "and Cheryl is going to help us find them. Thank her for helping us."

He swallowed hard and said, "Thank you for the help, Cheryl."

Cheryl giggled, and his humiliation skyrocketed. That seemed to please his Mistress, who was beaming as she listened to the exchange.

"Your Mistress tells me you need a little help in becoming more shapely for her," said Cheryl. She looked him over, flipped through some corsets on hangers, and pulled out a black leather one with cut-outs for the breasts, holding it up for display. "I think this may be your size. Try it on for us."

He took the corset, wondering if Deborah had also shared his special diet with her friend. He was mortified, and yet almost sweaty with excitement. "Where?" he asked, looking about for a dressing room.

"Here," replied Deborah sternly. She took the corset from him. "Take off your sweater and shirt." He hesitated, so she added "Now!" He obeyed, and soon the corset was wrapped around his torso. It took a moment to learn to breathe as it was tightened. Cheryl made some adjustments, and then stepped away to examine the finished product. Deborah let out a low wolf whistle that made him close his eyes in embarrassment. Cheryl chuckled.

"That's a great fit," said Cheryl, "and a real improvement."

"And of course I love the design," said Deborah, reaching into the cutouts to fondle his nipples. He audibly moaned, and that humiliated him more. He was tired, hungry, thirsty, wearing a corset in a retail store, and becoming aroused as she played with his nipples in front of someone he hadn't met until that afternoon. At that moment, he would have preferred the crop across his ass.

He opened his eyes, and tried to speak, but nothing came out. That made Deborah smile.

"Drop your pants, pet," she said.

He nodded, and very slowly unbuckled his belt and let his pants slide down his leg, revealing the thong, garter and stockings. Cheryl stepped forward, and quickly switched the stockings from the clips on the garter belt to the clips on his corset. It felt very strange to feel her fingers and nails on his skin, and have her head within several inches of his panty-covered penis. He looked to Deborah, and saw excitement and amusement in her eyes.

"Enjoy the moment," she said, as Cheryl next grabbed the garter and pulled it down to the floor. Again, she stepped away, looked him up and down, and said, "Much better, I think."

Mistress nodded. "Pull up your pants, pet," she said, and after he had done so, she tossed him the shirt and sweater. "Put these on." She then turned to Cheryl. "We'll take that one." He finished dressing much quicker than he had undressed, then stepped out of the garter belt and leaned over to pick it up from the floor.




The Long Weekend Ch. 02



Scot woke after a sleep filled with the most vivid dreams. As his eyes adjusted to being awake he saw Adel lying next to him. She was still fast asleep her back was facing him and she looked so sweet lying there. Scot moved closer to Adel and lay as close as he could to her. Scot pulled the duvet up to cover her skin. He laid his head next to hers and closed his eyes. Scot's arm rested against her hip.

He had come to meet Adel as the more they had talked and the more time they spent together Scot realised that he was falling in love with Adel. When she had called him with her suggestion that she wanted to get pregnant Scot had been taken aback but had jumped at the opportunity. Adel had told him that her biological clock was ticking and she really wanted a baby. With no real man in her life she said that she thought Scot might be able to help as they had been friends with occasional extra for a few years now and he was the only one she could ask. 

Last night had been intense. It was the first time they had slept together without condoms. Adel had felt amazing and he felt more love for her this morning because of it. He never wanted to leave her he even hoped that she would be pregnant. Adel he thought would blossom as a pregnant woman cherishing a growing life inside her. She smelled so beautiful the delicate perfume of apple blossom in her hair.

Adel stirred in her sleep as she did she felt his arm tighten around her waist. Scot was cuddled in behind her backbone. She felt safe lying there in Scot's arms. Adel missed Scot when he wasn't around she had grown to love him so much. Adel turned around to face Scot. As she did so Scot's eyes flickered as he started to regain consciousness.

Almost without thinking Scot moved forward and kissed Adel. She responded and kissed him passionately. Scot rolled Adel onto her back and got between her legs. He had already woken erect from the dream he had been having. Scot entered Adel slowly as he leant down and kissed her. She looked divine right now and the moment was perfect. Adel brought her legs up and pulled them back even further using her hands. There was no rush and they went gently about their lovemaking. No gimmicks no teasing just his penis teasing and tempting her vagina. This continued until Scot had cum deep in her vagina and they were both lying in each other's arms hugging and kissing.

After a short while they got up and went downstairs. Scot said he needed the loo and Adel needed a shower. As Scot urinated into the toilet Adel started to run the shower and hung out some towels ready to dry herself with. Then she got into the bath and let the water fall over her covering her. 'Can you pass me the shampoo over there, I forgot to bring it in?' Adel asked Scot politely.

'Let me do that for you babe?' Scot said as he got into the bath behind her. He poured some shampoo into his hands. Scot worked it into a thick lather in Adel's hair. He rubbed her head to get right to the roots. He then leaned over and picked the showerhead from its cradle and rinsed the suds from her hair. It took a few moments to get all the lather from her hair, until the water ran clear.

Scot picked up Adel's sponge and squeezed some shower gel onto it before starting to clean Adel. It was done with great care and attention. Every inch of her body was paid great attention in a loving manner. Adel was unsure why Scot was washing her but it felt so good, him doing that. Adel felt very protected as her sponge glided over her body. It felt good to have someone take control of something so basic as a shower. Adel moved so he could clean her raising and lowering her arms and legs in response to the sponge's movement. 'There you are ready to go now' Scot said softly to her. Adel stepped out of the shower wrapping her hair in one towel and her body in another. Scot quickly showered himself before turning off the shower and stepping into the towel held by Adel.

They headed back to the bedroom where they got dressed Adel was going to show him around the local area she'd planned all the interesting places. Adel would have loved to have just cuddled Scot all day but she bit her tongue. Adel had planned her outfits for each day in advance. She had stuck to her best black underwear knowing it was Scot's favourite and Adel supplemented it with simple to remove yet sexy clothes.

The whole day the electricity surged between Adel and Scot. They looked to everyone around like a couple deep in love. The way they held hands at every opportunity or the constant need to touch each other affectionately. Scot would have happily spent the day with Adel in his arms. However he appreciated the time she had spent planning his visit and it was great to finally see the places she encountered on a daily basis. Today had been a good day for old-fashioned flirting, hidden smiles and great company.

Scot had brought his camera with him and whilst he had the pretence of photographing the local scenery, there was more than enough opportunity to photograph Adel. Through the lens he realised her amazing beauty. He had zoomed in very close to photograph her stunning smile, her flawless skin and that amazing blush that gently coloured her plump cheeks. Although when she did blush she would turn away to prevent him from seeing, but he caught her doing this frequently.

Scot and Adel had eaten at a local restaurant where Adel had watched Scot eat and savour each mouthful. Adel watched each time he swallowed, watching the muscles undulate in his neck, moving the food down to his stomach. The conversation had flowed with ease. They talked like old friends, which they were, although Scot couldn't help attempting to make those cheeks redden at every opportunity. He took great delight in making her blush; it seemed to bring them closer and closer. 

By the time Adel and Scot got home it was getting late. The sun had set. As they walked down the street Scot's hand was hanging around Adel's shoulder and her arm was around his waist. 'I've had a lovely day today babes.' Scot said 'you know that it's going to be hard to leave tomorrow?' Adel nodded.

Adel unlocked her front door, struggling to find the keys. She really didn't want Scot to leave. Adel was sure they had gotten closer this time but there was no way Adel was going to tell him that she had fallen madly in love with Scot. Now she was going to make sure that their last night was as special as possible. She ushered Scot in and told him to relax and chill out while she went to get him a coffee.

As Adel brought in a tray with coffees and a selection of biscuits Scot held out a white envelope. As he sipped at the hot coffee Scot said 'I was going to give you this later but thought you might like it now.' Adel sat and opened the envelope where there was a letter in Scot's writing. 'I promise to fulfil every fantasy we've talked about. I've reread and memorised your 'wish list'. Tonight I want you to relax and let me blow your mind and tick everything off your list'.

Adel felt all the blood rush to her face and she went a deep crimson. Scot stood up and held his hand out to Adel. 'Let's go upstairs!' Adel linked her hand with Scot and followed him to the bedroom. 'Come here' Scot said as he pulled Adel close. 'I've wanted to do this all day' he said as he kissed her soft inviting lips and enveloped her in his strong arms.

Scot fished in his pocket and brought out a black blindfold. It was placed over Adel's eyes and he tied it firmly yet gently. Adel gasped as she lost her sight but was soon smiling as he started softly kissing her neck and softly pulling the flesh away with suction. He moved lower to her neckline and kissed the mounds of her bosoms. 'Can I take the blindfold off, I want to watch?' Scot reached up and removed the blindfold flashed her a smile and then returned to the shirt. He started undoing the tiny buttons and each time new skin was revealed he kissed it slowly. Adel put her fingers on Scot's head, she found it turned her on just to be able to touch him feel his manliness.

Scot opened the shirt wide taking in the beauty that was in front of him. Her pert nipples were straining against the thin black mesh of her bra. Scot sucked them each in turn through her bra. Adel began to moan with excitement as she reached behind to undo her bra. She wanted him to have full access to everything today. Scot looked eagerly at her breasts now and moved his finger across them until it found the nipple and joining with the thumb he squeezed it firmly. Adel let out an excited yelp. 'Stand up' Scot instructed her and as she did so Scot removed her skirt and her stockings. Adel lifted her feet one at a time to have her shoes removed also. ' Do you want me to tie you up? Do you trust me?'

'We could try it even for a little bit' she replied nervously. Scot took the rope from her dressing gown behind the door and tied her hands together before fastening it to the headboard. Scot stood up and slowly got undressed. He unbuttoned his shirt and let it drop to the floor. Adel's eyes widened as she saw his chest. He unbuckled his belt, undid his fly and let his trousers drop to the floor. As he bent over to release his feet in a swift motion he had removed his shoes and socks.

Adel moistened her lips with her tongue and squirmed on the bed obviously enjoying the striptease in front of her. Scot was enjoying it too as his cock was straining against the fabric of his shorts. He carefully lowered his shorts carefully as his cock was starting to dig into the waistband and if he caught it now it would be painful. 'Let me go Scot I want to touch you' Adel demanded as soon as she saw his naked body. Scot giggled and moved to untie her hands.

'I want you to hold the bed head as long as you can before you touch me. I want to show you that you have nothing to worry about and I promise that if you want me to stop I will I promise.' Scot said to her as he untied her hands. 'I want you to close your eyes for a bit and concentrate on relaxing believe me it will be worth it' Adel closed her eyes but that kind of closing that you do when you only keep one eye shut at any one time. Scot waited for a bit until she calmed down and both eyes remained closed.

Scot then reached down to the side of the bed where his gift from last night was laying the long black feather boa. He picked it up and plucked one of the longer feathers out before gently using it to touch Adel's body. The second it touched her skin her eyes opened with surprise but when she realised what was happening she smiled broadly and closed her eyes again. As the feathers touched her skin he whispered what he was going to do to her where he was going to kiss her and how he was going to make love to her. Adel squirmed as it moved across her body and she arched her back as she held onto the bed head. She moaned slightly at first but her moans got louder and louder the more he talked and touched her. 

As Scot got further down her body he could smell that she was aroused and the droplets of sweat were forming at her pussy. Scot got onto the bed between Adel's legs. Her pussy looked amazing and as the feather circled above her pussy it just looked so very juicy. Without thinking Scot reached down and his hand found his neglected cock and started masturbating himself. He had done so on many occasions to pictures of her pussy so he seemed to forget where he was. 

Suddenly Adel started to sit up on the bed. She looked at Scot with a big smile crossing her face. 'That looks very tasty do you mind if I put it in my mouth?' Scot nodded as he sat back on the bed, Adel knelt on the bed and started to put his cock in the soft folds of her mouth. She worked her tongue on the hard cock, licking and sucking at the tip of his cock. Adel knew how Scot liked her forcing her tongue into the eye of his cock

'Stop you little madam I'm supposed to be making love to you!' Scot said breathlessly. 'If you continue like that I'm going to be no use to you, besides which I want to taste that hot pussy of yours!' Scot gently pushed her shoulders back onto the bed and he bent down to finally taste her hot juices. She tasted so good. He needed to drink as much of her juice as possible as he wouldn't taste her again in a few months and he wanted to savour every single drop. Her cum was intoxicating and he was now addicted. He licked slowly up and down her crack, exploring every inch. 

Scot sucked gently at her lips and flicked her clit with his tongue whilst inserting a finger deep inside her hot warm vagina. Scot pushed a finger deep inside her before inserting another one until he had four fingers deep inside her filling her up. As he did this he looked up at her he knew she was close to cumming her body was thrashing around the bed. He pulled his fingers slowly out of her. 

Adel looked at him her eyes pleading. Her face soon started smiling as Scot made his way up her body until he was kissing her lips. Adel could taste her juices on his lips and tongue. In a swift action Scot had pushed his hard dick inside her. He was gentle at first as she wrapped her legs around him. She felt so good as he slid inside her. She was so wet that he could increase in speed until his balls were slapping against her vagina. Adel's back arched pushing him up further and she screamed that she was cumming. She was like an animal a totally wild and free creature. At that moment he came deep inside her. Spurting his seed all over her insides.

Scot collapsed onto Adel. He allowed his penis to go flaccid inside her while he lay kissing softly at her neck. She wrapped her arms around Scot holding onto him for dear life. As Scot's penis gently slid out of her; he moved down her body and nestled between Adel's bosoms. She softly kissed his forehead until he fell into a deep sleep.



The Long Weekend Ch. 02



Part II: Saturday Day

I awoke to the wonderful feeling of a warm, wet mouth surrounding my cock. I sighed and slowly opened my eyes. Looking down, I met Gail's eyes, with a mischievous twinkle in them, as she smiled around a mouthful of my cock. "Wow. You're really taking that practicing thing to heart, aren't you?"

"Mmmmmmhhhhmmmm."

I reached down, and pulled her off my cock, then moved her head up to mine, and kissed her, our tongues darting around each other's mouths and over teeth. I moved around behind her, as she lay on her stomach, and slid between her legs. "I want to fuck you. Where do you want it?" I asked.

"My pussy. It hasn't had a cock in it for weeks. Everyone's been pounding my..." she gasped as I thrust inside her, "...ass and using my mouth."

There wasn't much talking after that, just moans and sighs. I held her hips, pulling her back onto me, as I thrust deeply into her wet, warm and tight snatch. Gail reached underneath herself and began rubbing her clit, occasionally reaching a little farther back and squeezing my balls. She reached up, grabbed a pillow and buried her face in it. There was a muffled scream, and then she came, squirting all over me and leaving a large wet spot on the bed. She tried to pull off of me as she came, but I grabbed hold of her hips tightly and just kept pumping in and out of her. Gail always squirted when she came, which was one of the things John and Kayla loved about her -- there was no way she'd be able to cover up or fake an orgasm. And since our owners wanted complete control over us, it suited them immensely to have no deception from either of their slaves in that regard.

I continued fucking her steadily, until I felt my balls tightening. I picked up the pace at that point, thrusting harder and faster into her. "Yes....yes....yeah..." I buried my cock inside of her warm, wet, spasming pussy, yelling "I'm cumming!" as jets of spunk coated the inside of her, and she screamed into the pillow, screaming out another orgasm, and making yet another puddle on the bed.

I lay across her back, feeling her muscles milk the last drops of cum out of my cock. Then she slid forward, and I slipped out of her, as she rolled over onto her back. She sat up, and then pushed me down on my back, sucking my prick back into her mouth, cleaning me off. She swung around and straddled my head, lowering her swollen lips to my mouth. I cleaned out her pussy, swallowing our combined fluids.

There was movement on the bed, and Gail was pulled off of me. I stared up into Mistress Kayla's eyes. She smiled down at me, as she hooked a finger into the D-ring on my collar, "Morning sunshine," she said, as she pulled me to the floor, and dragged me to the bathroom. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Master John dragging Gail by her hair to the other bath.

Mistress first sat on the toilet and peed, while I kneeled before her. When she was done, she put her hand behind my head, and shoved my face into her crotch. I needed no commands, and began licking her clean, tasting the tang of her golden nectar. She wrapped her legs over my shoulders, as she leaned back against the tank of the toilet. "How many more times did you cum last night and this morning, pet?"

"Twice, Mistress."

"And Gail?"

"Three times Mistress."

"I hope they were good. You won't be coming again until tonight." She grabbed my hair, and forced my mouth and tongue harder against her, bucking her hips, "Uhhhhhhnnnnn...that's so good. I love starting off my morning with a nice little cum."

She pushed me away, got up and began filling to 2 quart enema bag that always hung from a hook next to the bathtub. When it was full, she had me kneel over the side of the tub, and emptied it into me. Then, turning on the shower, she stepped in. I kneeled next to the tub, the enema doing its work, and my insides cramping up while she showered. When she was done, she stepped out and I dried her off with a thick terry cloth robe. As she headed out the door, heading naked to her room to dress, she told me I could release the enema, take a shower, and then head downstairs to serve breakfast.

Breakfast was served, and afterwards, Gail and I were each given a list of chores that needed to be accomplished before lunch. Sometimes we would be dressed in matching French Maid uniforms to accomplish these chores, but today we were sent off naked.

I was in the process of dusting the furniture in the living room, when Master John came into the room. He was dressed casually, in sweatpants and a T-shirt. He approached me, put his hands on my shoulders and forced me to kneel. "I need a blow job, bitch."

I reached up and pulled down his pants. He wasn't wearing any underwear, and his already hard and throbbing member instantly popped out. I licked the drop of precum from the tip, then ran my tongue down the shaft, and sucked each of his balls into my mouth, my eyes looking up at him. I knew how much he liked that, to have either of the three of us looking up from his cock and giving him that look of total contentment. I moved back to the head of his cock, and took it into my mouth, then began bobbing on the knob, using my hand to stroke his shaft.

"That's nice," he said, tousling my hair. "You did a good job with Gail by the way. She sucked me off like a champ this morning. Filled her stomach with so much cum I'm amazed she was able to eat breakfast." He sighed, and was quiet for a moment as I worked his cock. "God, you are such a good little cock sucking faggot."

I had to admit, I enjoyed serving him. Not as much as I enjoyed serving Kayla, certainly. I would never seek out a man to have an exclusively Master/slave relationship, or a vanilla relationship with. I really didn't find men attractive. Like, I knew women who would look at other women, and tell you how beautiful they were. I never found myself saying, "Wow, that guy is hot." Serving Master John was just icing on the cake of being Kayla's owned submissive. If Kayla left, I'd leave as well. If John left, I'd still stay with her.

He put his hand on the back on my head, and began thrusting into my mouth, face fucking me, jamming his cock deep into my throat. Just as he was about to cum, he pulled out. Stroking his own cock, he shot his wad all over my face and hair, marking me as his. I licked slowly and softly at the head of his cock, trying to get all of his seed. He chuckled, looking down at me "You look good, all covered in cum. You know that?"

"Yes, sir," I replied, smiling up at him.

"I don't want you washing that off. I want the girls to see you. Now, put my cock away."

As lunchtime rolled around, I made my way to the kitchen in order to help Gail prepare and serve the meal. I found her in there making sandwiches. She turned to look at me as I entered the room, and a crust of dried cum was on her cheek, across her forehead and there was some in her hair as well. I obviously hadn't been the only one marked this morning.

"God! Look at you two sluts," I turned around to see Mistress Kayla, "both of you covered in cum." She just shook her head as she sighed. "Well, better the two of you than me." She turned and walked back out. "When you're finished serving lunch, clean yourselves up," she called over her shoulder.

After we served lunch, we both went back to our list of chores. It was a bit unusual, since we were usually given enough to keep us busy during the morning, with training and play time in the afternoon. However, by about 3 in the afternoon, we had both finished. Mistress Kayla collected us and brought us back to the playroom. Master John was already there. He ordered us to kneel at the foot of the bed, bent over, with our stomachs resting on the bed.

"So, are the two of you wondering why the domestic chores were so extensive today?" he asked, as he and Kayla began placing cuffs on our wrists and ankles. "We wanted the house extra clean because we're having a party tonight. And guess what? You two are the guests of honor."

"I wouldn't exactly say that," Kayla chuckled, "more like the guests of dishonor."

They both laughed, as she fitted a cock gag into my mouth. Master John was doing the same with Gail. I next felt her lubing up my ass, and then she slowly inserted a butt plug into me. Meanwhile, Gail was having both of her holes filled as well. We both moaned into our gags.

"Up on the bed, bitches. On your backs" Mistress ordered. Spreader bars were attached to both our ankles and our wrists, and then the center of the bars were tied off to the head and foot of the bed. Lastly, we were blindfolded.

"Try to get some rest, it's going to be a long night. We'll come get you when it's time to get ready." I thought I could hear the two of them walking out.

"Uhhhhnnnnnnnnn!" both Gail and I moaned through our gags as the plugs inside us started to vibrate.

Both Master and Mistress began to laugh from the doorway. "Oh, sorry, did we forget to tell you about the remote controls?" Mistress Kayla asked sweetly. The plugs stopped vibrating. "I wonder how much rest they'll get?"

"I guess it'll depend on how often we turn these on." Master John mused, and Gail squealed as one or both of the vibrators inside her buzzed away for a moment. I heard the door shut and we were left there in the dark, with our own thoughts.

There wasn't much rest of course. Every time I'd start to drift off, the vibe in my ass would start buzzing away. From the moaning, whining and mewling coming from next to me, the same was happening to Gail. The other thing preventing rest was that the vibrators in each of us didn't necessarily go off at the same time. So, while at a particular time either of us might not have been stimulated, the buzzing and moaning coming from the other would keep us from true rest. 

On top of that were the thoughts buzzing through my head. What kind of party? Who was going to be there? What would be expected of us? Obviously by their comments and admonishments, we were going to be used and abused. I don't know how much time passed. Any rest I got was fitful.



The Long Weekend Ch. 02



Author's note: Chapter 1 was my first submission on this site and I was taken aback by the strength of feeling expressed in the responses it has received. Sincere thanks to those of you who took the trouble to comment and especially those of you who sent a private message. I'm amused that some of those that hated it so much from the start read it through and that some of those that hate the 'cuckold' topic so vehemently chose to read it at all. I'm sorry if I failed to make it clear that not the whole story was submitted either at the start or at the end - I hope these comments at least correct that.

I sat waiting for a response but none came. I moved inside, took off my clothes and sat on the bed with my phone beside me. I was breathing in deep pulls. My cock was hard but I did not want to touch it. I had not cum for a week as part of my preparation for this trip. When Amy returned to the hotel I wanted to still be 'fully charged' to share her account of events. For a couple of months now I had been in what we called 'training'; with Amy bringing me to the point of climax before denying me. This preparation of being denied was meant to help me now. Now, when all I could do was wait while, presumably, another man fucked my wife.

I left the door to the balcony open, letting the night air drift in. It was just enough to stop me sweating. I pulled a sheet over my legs and up to my waste to try and stop myself playing with my cock. It was impossible to take my mind away from what might be happening. The TV offered no distraction. My eyes were drawn to the mound under sheet where a small, wet stain of pre-cum was marking the summit.

The noise outside had dissipated and when the clock struck midnight it seemed to do so more loudly than it had before. 

Time was dragging but my heart was still pounding enormous beats. I decided to take a shower to try to kill some time and my hard-on. I left my phone in the sink so I could hear it if a message came. But none did. My erection at least was reduced for a short while but as soon as I had dried myself down and sat on the bed again, it reappeared. I gave it a few quick tugs which of course only made things worse, so I began pointlessly walking around the small room.

The noise of cars and sirens intersected the occasional scream or shout from outside. Once I heard the sound of breaking glass followed by laughter. I listened to drunken farewells and taxi doors slam before engines revved and then disappeared into the unknown.

One O'clock struck, although I didn't need the chime to tell me the time as I was checking my phone every 5 minutes. I was tempted to text. To check that everything was ok. But the truth was that I knew fully well that everything would be ok. What I really wanted to know was when Amy would be back and if she had fucked him yet. If he had made her cum.

I tried playing a game on my phone but could not concentrate in the slightest and then convinced myself that playing the game may prevent a text arriving, although I knew this not to be true. Then I wondered if she had texted but for some reason the message had not arrived. Perhaps there was not a good signal at Ben's house. Perhaps she was waiting for me to respond and growing anxious by my silence. I started to type out a message.

You ok? All good here

But my finger hovered over the send button.

Amy had agreed to do this for me. It was a measure of how much she loved me and I was eternally grateful of this. That she was willing to have sex with another man for me meant so much to me. But I wanted her to enjoy it. I needed to maximise her enjoyment. Now that it was, presumably, happening, I needed to let her have the best possible experience. It would be wrong of me to hassle her, to deflect her attention in any way from what pleasure she may be getting from being with Ben.

I deleted my message and began pacing the room once more.

Two O'Clock sounded. Still the city would not sleep. Every taxi that I heard turn into the street below I believed would be hers. Each time I heard a car come to a stop outside I wrapped around me the same towel that I had used to dry Amy just a few hours before and stepped on to the balcony. But it was never her cab.

By now, I reasoned, there was no way they could not have had sex. No matter how much talking they had done they must now be in bed and once there, with her gorgeous tits available to him, Ben would be making sure he fucked her really well. In fact, Amy had been gone so long now that it seemed likely that they had fucked at least twice.

My biggest turn on was the thought of his cuming in her mouth. I ended pretty much all my fantasies in this way. This act for me epitomised the desire to give pleasure to another -- a willingness to serve. I imagined it again now and wished I could witness it. Witness her willingly taking his load after he had eaten and fucked her to her satisfaction. The pre-cum oozed from my cock. My balls, which had felt uncomfortably close to bursting even on the journey down, were now incredibly tender.

It was 2.38 when my phone buzzed as a text arrived.

Going to get a taxi. Love you X

I shuddered with happiness. But what had happened? I needed to know. I couldn't wait.

Are you ok? Hav you fucked? Hav you cum?

I waited for a minute or so before the response arrived.

YES YES YES

God, she has done it!, I thought. God I love her! I am SO lucky. 

I decided to have another shower to kill the time it would take her to get back.

Afterwards I sat in the bed listening again for her cab. Three rings peeled through the night air. More taxi's came but not hers. This was torture. A wonderful torture, but torture. I was desperate to hear about everything that had happened. To hold Amy. To have her back and kiss her and have her release all this tension I had wound up inside me with an act of love. For her to be mine again.

But still she did not come. When it gets to 3.30 I will text her, I decided. I counted down the minutes and when the clock rang out its single call to indicate the half hour I sent her a text:

You OK? Am getting worried

Quickly a reply came back.

Sorry, got distracted! Shall I get a cab?

Oh God! My cock yearned and the crushing on my balls increased another notch. 'Distracted.' It wasn't hard to guess what the distraction entailed. And now she was asking whether she should get a cab, implying that the alternative was not to come back at all. We had never looked at this as a possibility -- her spending the entire night with him. It had happened in our fantasy of course, but when we had discussed how this night might pan out, the plan had always been that she would come back fairly quickly.

I wanted her back now. It felt like an avalanche was sweeping her away from me. But a part of me purred with excitement. This was exactly what I wanted to happen. For her to so unequivocally enjoy sex with Ben that she wanted more.

While I sat, flustered, and tried to decide how I felt and how to respond, she must have interpreted my silence as unease since another text came.

Cab on way. See you in 10. Love u X

I panted with relief.

Great, love u X 

I replied.

20 minutes later I heard her cab arrive. Unseen, I watched from the balcony as she took an age to pay the driver, no doubt with a big tip which, to my annoyance she always gave. I slipped back into the room as she left the car.

It took another age for her to reach the room. I sat on the bed. The sheet only tokenistically covering my impatience. She walked in grinning, tossed her handbag next to the mound in front of me and pulled back the sheet. She took my cock in her hand and held it.

"Have you been good?" she asked in a mock teacher sort of voice.

"Very good," I replied. "Have you been bad?"

"VERY bad!" She said getting up. She unzipped her dress and stepped out of it. She wore no underwear.



The Long Weekend Ch. 03



She woke first. He was curled up naked at her feet, as she had left him after she had released him from the plastic wrap cocoon last night. She had kept him in it for as long as she dared; finally removing his hood and cutting open the wrap after she had let him drink from her pussy. She had enjoyed both beating him and teasing him through the wrap, and then cutting little holes in it to tease and torment all his tender bits. 

She was allowing herself to have hope for this candidate. The events she had planned for today would tell her more, a great deal more.

She glanced at the clock, and saw she had a little while to rest and reflect. She had had her way with him, and met with no significant resistance. He had desire and intelligence, but would he be able to juggle the delicate balance of personalities she required?

She needed a real man in her life for social functions and as an overall life partner. She wanted someone who could be presented with pride to her family, friends, neighbors, co-workers, and casual passers-by. He had to be a good man, fun to be with, and capable of both quick wit and intellectual discourse. He had to be helpful providing useful input for decision-making, yet ready to defer to her judgment...a good junior partner.

After months of e-mails and phone chats, she was pretty sure he was all of that. 

On the other had, once they were behind closed doors, she needed him to be able to switch all that off and become trainable property, enslaved to her, completely soft and malleable, like putty in her hands. She wanted to bring out the soft and submissive side. She wanted to reach into his soul and extract his feminine side, expose it, nurture it, love it, and use it for her service and pleasure.

So far, he seemed open to that path...even willing.

What concerned her was his ability to handle the psychological stress of the process, and maintain a mental and emotional balance as the she reached deeper into his mind and soul. His missy persona might start leaking into his masculine persona, and she didn't want that. It had happened to a previous candidate, and that had ruined his value to her.

She needed both, and her slave would have to transition seamlessly from one persona to the other, almost on a moment's notice, and without leakage through the wall that would have to separate his two distinct halves.

Was he ready to handle that?

Was he ready to handle slavery? He was an experienced and skilled submissive, but was he ready to go past submission? Was he ready to be totally owned as her trainable property? Would he enjoy spending the rest of his life as her chattel? Or would it wear off after the initial excitement had died down?

Finally, could he handle an inter-racial relationship? There were all sorts of social pressures in a slat-and-pepper relationship generated by prejudice and bigotry that would manifest itself from both blacks and whites. Could he handle that, too?

Somehow, she had to determine the likely outcome to all of these questions before she collared him as a slave.

Today's events would tell her more. It was time to get things in motion.

She sat up, and gently stroked his brow. She was growing quite fond of him. She had to be to reveal so much of her own Dominant and sadistic sides. There were only a handful of men and women who she had trusted with that side of her. Sharing it with had seemed so natural, and had led her to go a lot further with him in the past thirty-six hours than she had originally planned. 

She started running her fingers through his hair, enjoying the feel of it. He began to stir, and then opened his eyes.

"Good morning, pet," she said. "It's time to get up and serve your Goddess."

He smiled and nodded, and got out of bed and then knelt next to it. She had him repeat the drill from Saturday morning. He went to the kitchen to brew her coffee, serviced her as her toilet slave, delivered her first cup, and was finally released to "go potty" and brush his teeth. He returned to fetch a second cup for her, and then shaved and showered. He knelt naked as she showered, and then dried her whole body with his tongue. He helped her dress, and at her instruction, put on his street clothes over his corset, stockings and panties, after she had inserted the remote-controlled vibrating egg into his anus.

As they chatted casually about the weather and their mutual desire the read The Times and catch up on the news, they walked up to Sixth Avenue, and she led them north a couple of blocks to a discount clothing store.

"At the rate we're losing panties and stockings, we'd better stock up," she said. He laughed and agreed. She made him search through the panties and stockings for the right colors and sizes as she had fun with her remote control. He took it with grace and humor. There was just a wince and then a grin. They ended up buying a dozen panties, all in either black or red, some silky, some lacy. They bought an equal number of pairs of stockings...also black or red.

He carried the shopping bag as they exited the store and headed downtown toward her favorite sidewalk café. It was almost noon, and she decided she wanted brunch. They stopped at a newsstand and bought a Sunday Times, and in a few minutes they were being seated at an outside table. They pulled out the magazine section and began to collaborate doing the crossword.

When the waiter came by with two menus, she asked him for a third because she expecting another guest. He looked at her with a raised eyebrow, and she smiled sweetly and said "It's a surprise, baby."

A few moments later, Cheryl arrived and joined their table. She joined their joint effort at the crossword until the waiter arrived. Deborah ordered for all three of them. It surprised him that she ordered an omelet for him, and even a Bloody Mary. She glanced at him as she handed the menus to the waiter and said, "I'm full of surprises, aren't I?"

"One after the other," he replied, and they all laughed.

"You will find that virtue is always rewarded by me," she said with a significant smile. Cheryl giggled, and he smiled and nodded.

They ate and drank and laughed and worked on the crossword together. He was amazed by how much good, clean fun he was having. He was feeling a bit high from the effects of the Bloody Mary...ironic choice on her part...which she had insisted that he gulp down almost as fast as if it were a glass of pure tomato juice. On his empty stomach from his 36-hour forced-fast, and given the physical exertion of that period, the alcohol hit his bloodstream fast and hard. He knew enough by now to know that she meant him to get tipsy, and she had a reason for wanting it.

The waiter came by to suggest dessert, but Deborah waved him off, telling them that they would have dessert at her place.

On the walk home, she led them to a fresh produce store. She gestured to him and Cheryl to take a plastic basket from a stack at the entrance to the store and follow her as she selected melons, bunches of bananas, apples, pears, oranges, grapes, tomatoes and peppers. When she stopped at the cucumbers, she took extra care in their selection, and smiled sweetly at both of them as she placed one cucumber into each of their loaded baskets.

He got to carry the heavier bags of produce and Cheryl was assigned the shopping bag. The two women walked ahead of him arm-in-arm, whispering confidences and giggling together. He had no idea what was in store, but knew damned sure he wanted to find out.

Once they got to Deborah's place, he was ordered to put the bags on the kitchen counter, remove the tablecloth from table, and move the table to the center of the kitchen. Deborah told him to remove his street clothes and panties, and told Cheryl to "take it all off". Deborah then went into her bedroom.

He was a little disconcerted being alone with Cheryl as he undressed. Yes, she had seen him in his outfit the day before, but somehow having Mistress absent made it humiliating all over again. Cheryl wordlessly took off her clothes and sat in a chair, looking at him with a little smile. 

Mistress Deborah returned with an oversized black handbag, which she put on the floor near the table. She was dressed in her black corset, stockings, panties and boots, and was obviously in a good mood. She reached into her bag and removed a cock cage and harness. She secured it around him, making certain the cage was snuggly imprisoning his flaccid penis and testicles. She grabbed a second kitchen chair, positioned it a few feet from the table, and beckoned him to sit in it. From her bag she removed three sets of cuffs. She used them to bind him to the chair...hands behind the back of the chair, and each ankle secured to the chair's back legs.

"We should make you pretty for our guest," Mistress said, and produced a tube of lipstick which she quickly applied to his lips. This caused him to blush, and both women laughed at his discomfort. 

"You climb up and lie on the table," Deborah told Cheryl, who immediately and silently complied. The small, round butcher-block table top allowed her to rest her head at one end and her ass at the other, perpendicular to his line-of-sight. Her legs dangled over the edge, and her feet did not quite touch the floor.

Using leather restraints, Mistress Deborah bound each of Cheryl's wrists to the opposite ankle, which bent Cheryl's legs up, with her knees pointed outward, in a position resembling a trussed turkey waiting to be put into an oven. Deborah brought the first bag of produce from the counter to the table. She began by taking a small apple and inserting it between Cheryl's teeth, and then began arranging the fruit and vegetables on the table around Cheryl's bound and gagged body.

He realized that Deborah was recreating the painting they had seen at the Museum of Sex on Saturday. Cheryl had a passing resemblance to the model in the picture and it was close enough to be very arousing. That caused his cock to begin to grow...grow into the fine metal mesh that constituted the cock cage. He winced at the pain, which caused his erection to subside. However, the pain was not his main concern. He was miffed that it was Cheryl on that table, and not him. He very much wanted to be the centerpiece for Mistress' feast. 

Deborah brought over the second bag of produce and began fussing with the arrangement of the fruit around Cheryl. When she finished, she took a digital camera out of her bag and began taking photos, first of Cheryl from every angle and range, and then a couple of shots of him bound in the chair wearing his corset, stockings, cock cage and lipstick.

"Speech restriction is loosened, slave," she told him, "but you may only give a direct answer to anything I ask you."

"Yes Mistress," he replied in a loud hoarse whisper, looking downward.

She walked over and lifted his head by grabbing a handful of his hair.

"Oh no," she said. "I want you to see this...all of it. Understood?"

"Yes Mistress, you want me to watch everything."

She let him go and walked to the side of the table opposite from where he sat. She wanted him to have a clear line of sight, and wanted to observe him throughout the scene.

She began by selecting one of the cucumbers and inserting it into Cheryl's pussy in one quick motion. Cheryl's quivered, her back arched slightly, and she groaned through her apple gag. He heard himself gasp, and then a sharp pain made him grunt as his sensitive cock head crushed against the wire mesh of his cage. 

Deborah laughed. "Having sympathy pains, missy?" she asked, and pressed the button on her remote control, causing him to twist and shift his ass in the seat as the vibrating egg inside him shook his anal canal.

She clicked off the egg after a minute, and returned her attention to Cheryl.

"I want to devour you," she told Cheryl as their gazes locked. "I'm going to eat you alive, but first I'm going to tenderize you." Cheryl's eyes widened, and that made Deborah smile. 

Deborah tucked one arm under Cheryl's raised legs and pushed them higher to better expose her buttocks. She began to spank Cheryl, starting soft and slow and gradually raising the speed and force of her blows. Cheryl closed her eyes and moaned past the apple gagging her.

He watched with growing fascination, in spite of the episodic pain caused when his penis began to stiffen and pushed the sensitive head against the cage's wire mesh. He desperately wanted to be in Cheryl's place, yet, it was almost hypnotic to watch Mistress inflict erotic pain on Cheryl. He had originally been ordered to watch; now, he could not tear his eyes away from the sight.

Deborah finished her spanking of Cheryl, and paused only to lean down and remove a wooden paddle from the bag. It was two feet long, with a six-inch handle, and made of hardwood into which a few holes had been drilled. When Cheryl saw it, she turned her head toward him and closed her eyes. He knew the sweet mixture of fear and anticipation that she must be feeling. He wished it were him in her place.

The paddle caused a loud "crack" when it landed on Cheryl's ass, causing her back to rise off the table and a cry of pain to penetrate her gag. As the strokes continued, he could see a small tear leak past her closed eyelid and slide down her cheek, followed by another, and another...and then he could hear her sobbing.

The paddling ended, and Deborah leaned over to gently kiss Cheryl's tears from her cheeks.

"Do you think she needs more tenderizing?" Deborah asked him.

"No, Mistress."

Deborah walked around to inspect Cheryl's buttocks, and nodded in agreement. She took a couple of pictures, and then removed the cucumber from Cheryl's pussy. It glistened with moisture. She walked it over to him and told him to clean it. He did.

"Taste good?" asked Deborah.

"Yes Mistress," he replied.

"Ummm, let me see," she said, and returned to the table. She leaned over and began to lick and suck and even chew lightly on Cheryl's pussy. Cheryl's body writhed sensuously, and her sobs turned to heavy and rapid breathing. Deborah began using her fingers to thrust into Cheryl's pussy as she simultaneously flicked her tongue lightly and rapidly across the exposed and helpless clit. There was a muffled scream and a shudder, and Mistress stopped.

Deborah then went to the refrigerator and returned to the table with a jar of chocolate syrup and a can of whipped cream. She smiled at Cheryl and said, "After all, you are supposed to be my dessert." She began with the syrup, pouring the thick brown liquid on Cheryl's bare skin in a line from her chin to her pussy lips, and then a circle around each nipple. She then made two circles of whipped cream closer to the nipples, and selected two cherries to crown the whipped cream and cover the nipples.

Deborah took another series of photos as he watched thin little streams of chocolate branch off and begin to creep down the sides of Cheryl's breasts and neck. He felt himself breathing hard just watching it. All he could think about was how much he wanted to be on that table, and be Mistress' dessert. He wondered why he wasn't. Why Cheryl instead of him? Of course, Cheryl had a passing resemblance to the model in the painting, and Mistress was taking photos, but.... He was growing to respect his Mistress, and he doubted that the answer was quite that simple or obvious. 

His mind raced through other possibilities. Was she testing him? Yes, of course, but how and for what? Jealousy? Okay, he was a little jealous, but "envious" might be more accurate. That might be a possible reason, but what was the point of duplicating the "Cannibal Play" scene? She could have tested his jealousy in many other settings. Why this one?

As Deborah began licking the stream of chocolate starting at Cheryl's pussy and moving up her groin and belly, he thought he understood.

He had said something to Mistress at the Museum yesterday about wanting to be the girl in the exhibit picture. Was this her answer to that comment? If so, what was the answer? Was she saying his comment had been a little too obvious...too much "hint-hint"? Did she see it as an attempt to Top-from-the-bottom? Was he being punished for the suggestion? Or was she saying "you haven't earned it yet"?

He knew she would eventually tell him, but for the time being his bet was "you haven't earned it yet", and his second choice was "all of the above...and more". Deborah had now reached Cheryl's breasts. One at a time, she ate the cherries, smiling at the bound woman as she did. She began to suck the whipped cream and chocolate until she was sucking, licking and lightly chewing on Cheryl's naked tits and nipples, causing Cheryl to moan and shiver. Deborah's hand slipped down Cheryl's belly to her clit area, and Cheryl's shivers increased and soon groans replaced the moans.

He was transfixed, and even the painful prodding of his cock against the wire mesh did not distract him. 

After Cheryl's orgasm, Deborah followed the chocolate trail up Cheryl's neck and chin. Deborah removed the apple from Cheryl's mouth, and began passionately kissing her as her fingers continued to touch Cheryl's groin and vagina until she achieved another climax.

Deborah left the room, leaving him alone with Cheryl. They exchanged smiles. He neither spoke to her nor looked away from her. Either would have violated Mistress' last standing orders, and he wasn't interested in disobeying her. 

Deborah returned with her strap-on, and stopped by the chair to order him to lube her cock. Straining down and forward against his bonds, he licked at it as best he could. He had done oral on her cock before...more than once...but having someone else watching it embarrassed him and made him blush.

Deborah left him, and walked back to the table, positioning herself between Cheryl's legs.

"Beg for it," she said to Cheryl.

"Oh please fuck me, Mistress," said Cheryl in a low whine. 

"Is that the best you can do?" demanded Deborah, giving Cheryl's ass a hard swat of with her hand. "Is that how you teach your sister slave to beg?" She added another swat.

"I beg you, Mistress!" Cheryl said. "Please fuck me with your cock! Oh, Mistress, please fuck my pussy and my ass! Please do it; I'll do anything to have you in me, please...."

"Anything?"

"Anything, Mistress...everything, please, please put it in me now."

Deborah slipped the strap-on into Cheryl softly and smoothly, and her rhythm was gentle and sweet as Cheryl continued to beg in a voice that got lower and dreamier...until the guttural incoherence that overtook her when orgasm racked her body.

He watched in envy as Mistress slid her cock from one hole and into the other. The sound from Cheryl was a loud sigh, followed by renewed begging. He could see that Mistress was close to climax herself. Cheryl's begging trailed off into soft sobbing as Mistress reached orgasm.

Mistress withdrew from her and walked around the table to give Cheryl another long kiss, and then whispered things into her ear that he could not hear.

They were both released. He was ordered to take the egg out, clean it and the strap-on dildo, and then to clean and straighten up the kitchen. Cheryl was ordered to take a shower. Mistress followed Cheryl to the bathroom. He went about his chores quickly. He wanted to be where they were, and he couldn't leave the kitchen until it was ready for inspection. 

He returned the egg, dildo and the refilled oversized handbag to the bedroom. Mistress heard him and called him into the bathroom. She had stripped naked, and the sight of her curvy caramel body made his penis poke into the wire mesh again. Mistress instructed both of them to kneel on all fours, facing a low wooden stool which had been placed in front of the toilet bowl. She inserted an enema line into each of them, and placed her hand on both valves.




The Long Weekend Ch. 03



Scot woke early he had set his alarm on his phone to vibrate and had placed it under his pillow. It had woken him with a jolt. Scot almost reconsidered his plan as it was still dark and he was admittedly still a little tired from the weekend visit. He looked over at Adel who was sleeping peacefully next to him. It would have been so easy to cuddle into her and kiss her neck softly until she woke then make love to her again and again. 

Scot snapped himself back to the reality of the situation he was falling in love with Adel but she only wanted to have his babies. Scot got gently out of bed, picked up his clothing from last night and put them in his bag quietly. He'd change downstairs so to not wake her. Scot stood up and went to walk around the bed. He looked down at Adel one last time.

Adel seemed to be dreaming she looked very serious and her hands had started to move around her body and she was beginning to moan. She turned onto her back and the sheet slipped from her body as her knees came up and opened widely. Adel's hands were moulding her breasts and her nipples were already standing to attention. Scot put his bag down this display was arousing him and he couldn't take his eyes off Adel. His hand moved to his cock, which was growing in size and girth rapidly.

Adel's right hand moved from her breast and reached down between her legs. Her vagina lips were still covered slightly by the sheet. Dare he? He couldn't help it Scot bent down and gently moved the sheet. He needed to watch the full display.

Adel's fingers had already made her vagina wet. Scot could smell her juices. His cock now was fully erect. Scot rubbed his cock slowly but firmly. Adel's fingers were moving quite fast now in and out of her pussy, twisting her clit and making her wetter and wetter. It would have been so easy for Scot to have gotten on top of her right now and pushed his cock deep inside that wet pussy. He was close to cumming too. Adel arched her back she was close to cumming too. She was moaning and mumbling in her sleep. Then as she came she shouted clear as anything "Scot! Oh yes!"

Within seconds he had squirted his cum too and was rubbing it into his belly. Adel's head turned to one side and smiled as she returned to a deeper state of sleep. Scot picked up his bag and continued downstairs.

Downstairs he dressed quickly pulling on his black trousers and a pale blue shirt from his bag. He went and cleaned his teeth in the bathroom and went to the toilet. Scot was starting to feel guilty. He couldn't just run off without saying goodbye. Scot went back into the front room and picked up the telephone pad wrote a quick note before tearing it off and sticking it to the front door. Somewhere he thought she would see it. Then he left closing the door quietly so as not to wake her.

Adel stirred in her sleep and she turned to cuddle into Scot but he wasn't there. She opened her eyes shielding them from the sun that was shining brightly into her room. Scot was nowhere to be seen. Perhaps he's downstairs she thought as her nose breathed in his scent from his pillow. A few minutes later Adel thought she'd go downstairs to surprise him. She got up put on her robe and went downstairs. Adel went into each room gently calling his name but no response came. As Adel went into the front room she collected the mail off the mat as she did she noticed the note on the door.

    "My dear Adel. After a perfect weekend 

    I've decided to catch the train home. 

    I didn't want to say goodbye, as I 

    wouldn't have been able to look at  

    you without telling you that I loved 

    you. 

     You are an amazing woman and I hope 

     to meet you and make love to you 

     again. I also know that you are not 

     ready for a relationship right now 

     but I hope that if ever you are you 

     will consider me. I hope we will 

     stay at the very least very good 

     friends.

     Lots of love and good luck with 

     everything

      Scot xx"

"You stupid man!" Adel whispered as she ran upstairs to get dressed. As she did she called Scot's mobile but he didn't answer. She left about three messages asking him not to leave and telling him that she was on her way. She could only pray now that he got those messages before he boarded the train. Adel pulled on a pair of jeans and a jumper slipped into her house shoes and ran down the stairs. She picked up her keys and closed the door behind her aiming for her car. Adel drove to the train station the quickest route that she knew. She parked her car in the multi story car park although it seemed to take forever to find a space. Adel ran to the train station and quickly scanned the boards for a train going near to his town. There didn't seem to be one for at least another hour. 

Her heart sank Adel was frantic as she assumed that she had missed Scot's train. Adel tried his mobile again still no response. This was killing her. She couldn't let him go without knowing that she loved him also, more than she had ever loved anyone in her whole life. Adel thought to go check the waiting areas and the shops to see if he was still there, she wasn't planning to give up too easily. There were more people there than she had expected on a Sunday morning and she scanned the myriad of people in front of her.

Then she thought she caught a glimpse of Scot in a newspaper shop looking through the magazines. Could it be him? She couldn't really tell from the back. His hair looked familiar, as did his shoulders lying beneath a pale blue shirt. Adel edged closer, she hoped he turned to his side so she could catch a glimpse of his face. Adel's stomach was jumping around and she found herself holding her breath. He turned slowly and Adel realised that it was indeed him. 

Adel walked towards him almost knocking a few unsuspecting shoppers over. "Scot!" she called out almost in a whisper. Then realising that he was listening to his MP3 player she called his name a little louder. No response came. She reached out her hand and gently touched his shoulder. 

Scot spun around; looking puzzled as to who it might have been. His face didn't change it remained puzzled. "What are you doing here?" Scot asked as he took his earplugs out.

"I woke up and you weren't anywhere to be seen. Then I saw your note and I just had to see you. I couldn't have you leaving without me telling you how I felt. Can we go somewhere quieter and talk?" Adel said quietly. Scot put the magazine down and followed Adel out of the shop. He followed her to her car.

"I can't be long my train leaves in a short while. I know I shouldn't have left like that but I thought it was the only way!" Scot started.

"Can't you stay?" Adel interrupted

"Is there any reason for me to stay around? I think the longer I stay the more I am going to get hurt. I don't think I could handle that babe!" Scot said his eyes fixated on the floor now like he was nervous of the answer she might give.

"You are so silly aren't you? Why didn't you say anything to me before you left? You assumed how I felt and you didn't even give me a chance to explain. Why do you think I asked you to father a child? I asked you as I thought you were a brilliant friend to me but I also thought that you were far to busy to even entertain feelings for me!" Adel said. It blurted out rapidly as she didn't want him to miss these words.

Scot looked up at Adel now and he asked quietly "What does that mean?"

"Come here" she said as she moved closer to Scot. Adel put her hands up to his face and cupped his head, she looked him deep in the eyes as she said very slowly and purposefully "I love you Scot!" Adel smiled broadly waiting for his reaction, which mirrored hers before she leant in, and kissed him. She didn't care that people would see them in the middle of the car park she just needed him to know how she felt. "Come on let's go back to mine and if you still want to go home later I'll drive you there!" Scot nodded. They found Adel's car and drove silently back to her house,

As soon as she closed the front door behind them they started kissing and taking off each other's clothes letting them lay where they dropped. Soon Adel and Scot were naked and sitting on the sofa entwined in each other's arms. Adel mounted Scot's eager cock as he rubbed her nipples and kissed her soft neck. He knew this wasn't going to last long but he needed to cum. Scot was so turned on at the situation. He was making mad passionate love to someone he was crazy over and he could now be open as Scot knew Adel felt the same way. Soon Adel was cumming all over his cock he had never seen her so beautiful. As he came he looked her deep in her eyes and found himself saying, "I love you". 

They collapsed into a tangled mess of limbs on the sofa. Adel pulled the blanket on the back of the sofa down and covered themselves up. "Can you stay forever?" Adel asked quietly.

"Yes, of course I can!" Scot responded as he kissed her forehead and held her just a little bit tighter.



The Long Weekend Ch. 03



Part III -- Saturday Evening

The vibrator in my ass had been going for quite some time, and by the thrashing and moaning coming from the bed next to me, Gail was being brought to a frenzy as well. Suddenly the buzzing stopped, and I blinked rapidly, my eyes trying to adjust to the light, as my blindfold was removed. "Time to get ready, pet," Mistress Kayla said, as she detached the ankle and wrist cuffs from the spreader bars, "Your guests will be here shortly." She helped me up, and led me into the bathroom. She was already dressed, wearing a leather corset and thigh high black leather boots with 4-inch spike heels. Her naked breasts spilled over the top of the corset and she wore no panties.

"Get in the shower," she ordered, "You're all sweaty and your cock and balls are covered in precum. Wonder why?" she asked, smiling evilly.

The water was ice cold. I washed as quickly as possible, but the water had the desired effect, shriveling my cock for the time being. Mistress helped dry me off with a terry cloth towel.

"This party is for our friends," she informed me. "There will be Masters and Mistresses attending. Some will be bringing their own submissives, some will be unaccompanied. You and Gail are the Party Sluts. You will serve anyone who asks, in any way they ask. You will obey them as you would me or Master John. During their use of you, they have complete control of you. They have all been made aware of your limits. Do you understand me?" As I was still gagged, I nodded my head. "Good."

I was taken out of the bathroom, and led to the living room. Gail was already there, standing in the middle of the room, on a small platform, her arms restrained above her, and her ankles once again held apart by a spreader bar. Her nipples were rock hard, and from the wetness on her thighs, it was quite clear she was very aroused. I was restrained in a similar fashion about three feet away, and facing her, my again hard cock jutting straight out from my body, the head once again glistening with precum. A sign on a chain was placed over my head and hung around my neck. She had one as well, and they both said "PARTY SLUT FOR YOUR USE AND ENJOYMENT!"

"Oh, don't forget this." Mistress picked up a box from the coffee table and pressed the button on it. I stiffened as the vibrator started up again. She let it go for a few minutes, then shut it off again, leaving the box on the coffee table, as she walked out of the room.

The doorbell rang several times over the next half-an-hour or so, and people could be heard gathering. Finally, led by Mistress Kayla and Master John, a group of about 20 men and women, entered the room, and arrayed themselves around us. It was easy to determine who fit what role, as the dominants were still dressed -- perhaps scantily, but dressed nonetheless -- while the submissives were all naked, with collars around their necks. There were two dominants, one male and one female without anyone attending them. One master had two submissives standing next to him, while one mistress held the leashes of three subs -- two men and a woman. The woman was the exception to the naked submissives. She wore a pair of black tap pants. Some had various implements and toys, or they or their subs were carrying bags.

"Kayla and I would like to welcome all of you to our home." Master John announced. "This is the first time we've been able to host one of these parties, so please feel free to use anything -- and anyone -- you desire."

Mistress Kayla moved in between Gail and me, and gestured toward us. "As you can all see, we have two party sluts for your enjoyment, David and Gail. Both are bi, and you have all been advised of their limits. We are sharing our toys with you, we only ask that you do not break them," she giggled. "Feel free to use any of the rooms and any equipment you may see. Other than that, please enjoy yourselves." With that, she stepped away and moved towards the unaccompanied mistress. Master John had moved toward the mistress with the three subs and began speaking. Others began drifting out of the room.

The master with the male and female subs moved towards us. He stood about 5' 11", was trim and looked to be in his mid-thirties, with dark, close-cropped hair and a thin mustache. He was dressed all in black. He introduced himself, "Hello, I am Master Alex, and these are Slave," he indicated the male, "and Slut."

Slave looked to be in his late-20's, a bit shorter than his Master, with blond hair, blue eyes and fair skin. His chest was hairless, and his cock stuck out proudly from his hairless crotch. Slut looked a maybe five years younger, with hair a shade darker, but the same blue eyes. She had an hourglass figure, with firm B-cup breasts. I noticed they were both wearing what looked like wedding bands on their left ring fingers. Master Alex ordered them to kneel -- Slave before me and Slut before Gail.

Master Alex stood before us and smiled. "I need the two of you to help me with something. You see, my two little ones have never had a bi-sexual experience. So, Gail, Slut is going to eat you out, and David, Slave is going to suck you off. And I want them to get the full experience, so the two of you can feel free to cum." He laid a hand on each of his submissives' heads. "Now, I would suggest the first thing the two of you do is remove their plugs." Both Gail and I moaned as the plugs were pulled out of our asses and her pussy. I felt empty, as it had been inside me now for 5 or 6 hours. I had a feeling I wouldn't feel that way for long.

Slave delicately leaned forward, wrapped his hand around the shaft of my cock, and began to tentatively lick at the head. Meanwhile, I looked across and Slut had dived headfirst into Gail's pussy, her head moving in circles as she lapped and slurped at her crotch.

Master Alex reached down and grabbed a handful of Slave's hair and yanked back, so that he was looking up into his Master's face. "I said suck his cock, slave", Master Alex growled, "Look at how much slut is enjoying herself.

"

"Yes sir," the sub meekly answered.

"Now, open your mouth." Slave did as ordered, and Master Alex guided his mouth directly over my member, enveloping it in his mouth, and causing Slave to gag a little. "Much better. Now suck his cock the way you like yours sucked."

As he started working my rod, I could hear Gail's quickening gasps and screams muffled by her gag, indicating her rapidly approaching orgasm. It was no wonder that she was going to quickly explode. The plug in my ass had left me on the edge, but she'd had one in her ass and one in her pussy. Knowing Master John and Mistress Kayla they had no doubt made sure the vibrator in Gail's pussy also stimulated her clit, leaving her teetering on the edge when Slut had started feasting on her. Gail stiffened and let out a high, keening wail as she crested the wave of the orgasm. Slut jerked back convulsively in surprise as her face was covered in the fluid spurting from her pussy.

Master Alex began laughing, "Oh, I'm so sorry Slut. I forgot to tell you that she was a squirter. Now you'll just have to make her cum all over again, and this time, make sure you swallow all of it. Just like your slave hubby's going to do."

Slave was getting more into blowing me, licking and sucking my cock, as one hand moved rhythmically up and down my shaft, and the other cupped my balls. I could feel them tightening as I grew closer to an orgasm. Strangled moans were escaping from my mouth, as all the muscles in my body tensed. I grunted as my cock exploded, and I felt the contractions of each spurt of spunk, which Slave dutifully swallowed down. As I was coming down from this, I heard Gail scream out again.

My head hung down, my eyes closed as I tried to catch my breath, Slave licking and sucking at my cock, trying to get every drop from me. I was covered in a light sheen of sweat, and when I opened my eyes and looked over, I saw Gail was sweaty and looked spent as well. Hands grabbed my hair, and pulled my head back. Master Alex looked at me, "On behalf of my pets, thank you very much. Both of you." He looked to them. "Now, slut...slave,..replace their plugs. Then we'll find some privacy. Your anniversary was last week, and I never gave you a present. I think a nice His-and-Hers ass fuck would be perfect to complete your bi experience." After sliding the plugs back into us, they began to walk away, when Master Alex turned around, "Oh, one last thing." He reached over, grabbed the remotes, and turned on the vibrators, leaving Gail and I in delicious agony again.

It wasn't long before the Mistress with 3 subs wandered back into the room. She had her two males kneel next to Gail, and approached me with the girl.

"He's very cute, isn't he Maria?" she asked as she smiled at me.

"Yes, Mistress Nina."

"Would you like to use him for a while? I know you don't often get to work out the dominant side of your little switchy personality."

"I would love that, Mistress!" her eyes lit up, and a devious smile came across her face.

"Well, find a room. You can have him for an hour, while the boys and I play with his friend."

"Thank you, Mistress." Maria said to her back, as she turned towards Gail.

As she took off the spreader bar, and reached up to release my hands, I looked her over. She was about 5" 2" tall, with an olive complexion and straight, dark black hair that fell midway down her back. I judged her breasts to be a C-cup, with dime-sized pink nipples. She removed my cock gag, and reached over to turn off the vibrator, then hooked a finger into the D-ring on my collar, "Come along, my little toy."

We made our way down in to the basement, and to the Milking Room. Inside was a medical exam table -- complete with stirrups -- and cuffs. "Up on the table, toy." She said, and then began to expertly secure me. "You will address me as Miss Maria. I am not a Mistress, and I will not be addressed as such. I find it disrespectful to those who are, like my lovely Mistress Nina. Now, I hope you're up for some cock and ball torture. You see, I'm a cum slut...I LOVE to cum. And in order to break me of my habit of sucking and fucking every cock I come across, Ms. Nina has had me in chastity for the past three months! I've been able to touch cocks, but no tasting, and nothing goes in my pussy. Have you ever been in chastity, toy?"

"A few days, Miss Maria. Never for as long as that."

"Well, it is maddening. Imagine being teased every day. Not only by having your cock stroked," and she gave my pole a long, languorous stroke, "but by seeing that which you desire every single day. You see Mistress Nina has her two little fag slaves walk around naked all the time. And while she teases my wanton pussy, I'm forced to watch them pleasure each other." She sighed, "So, whenever I have the chance, I just have to torture them." I hadn't seen her grab the cock whip, but I let out a sharp scream when she brought it down on my unprotected balls, hanging over the edge of the exam table.

"Oh, was that too much," she flicked it hard against my balls again. "Maybe we should warm you up a little."

She began whipping slowly up my shaft, softer now, making me grunt instead of scream. When she got to the head, she flicked the small, thin strands all over it, then back down with a screaming THWACK! to my vulnerable balls. She just continued. Softly up the shaft, whipping the head, then back down to the balls. It seemed to go on forever.

"That cock and those balls are so red now, "she cooed as she began to slowly stroke, "maybe they need a bit of loving, hmm?" She continued to stroke, and listened to my moans and watched my reactions. As I started to buck my hips, just on the edge of cumming, she stopped. "Uhn Uhn" she said, shaking her head, giggling, "no cummies for you." She moved back over to the cabinets, and I could hear her rummaging around. "What else can we find?"

She came back with a bag of clothespins and began to apply them all over my cock and balls, humming while she did. I grunted as each one snapped closed, and kept count in my head. When she was done, she sat back. "It looks like a deranged Christmas tree!"

She just sat back on a stool and watched for a few minutes, listening to my groans. After a while, the numbness took over, and I knew that coming off would be even more painful than going on.

Maria did not disappoint. She grabbed a crop, and began flicking off each one. I screamed as each one was snapped off, blood rushed back in and the burning consumed me. She picked them all up and went back to the cabinet.

When she came back, she held a TENS unit in her hand. "I was going to do some more teasing and edging, but I don't know if that cock is ever going to work again. My, won't Mistress Kayla be soooo disappointed in her toy?" She began wrapping two electrode straps around my cock, one just under the head, and the other at the base of my shaft. "We need to re-energize it!" I felt two electrode pads being attached to my scrotum. "Now, let's see how high this thing goes."

I began to feel a tingling in my balls, which quickly turned to a burning. She kept that on steady, while she set the cock straps on a pulsating mode. It was a delicious torture. Balls on fire, while the pulses in my dick went from the base to the head. It felt like she was indeed stroking me -- while holding a candle on my ball sac. Pre-cum began flowing copiously from the tip, and I could feel an orgasm building. When she knew I was on edge, she stopped, waited about 15 seconds, then started again. Each edge was coming on quicker, until after the seventh, I had a continual feeling like I was about to erupt. She made me ride that edge for what seemed forever, before she shut everything down and packed it up.

She had grabbed a parachute ball stretcher from the cabinet, hooked it on, and began dangling weights off of it. I couldn't see, but it felt like she'd attached a bowling ball. My balls were pulled down and hanging towards the floor, while she stroked and edged me again. It was driving me insane. And I had no illusions that the edging would end with a soul wrenching orgasm.

"Are your balls sore, toy?" she asked, while she squeezed and kneaded them after taking the parachute harness off. "Or are they just swollen with all that cum? I can feel them churning away." Then she walked back over to the cabinet, "Oh, what do we have here?"

Just then the door opened and Mistress Nina stood there, "Come along, Maria. Time to finish up."

"Oh, too bad, toy!" she said as she began to untie me, "I was just about to pull out the sounding rods. I was going to fuck your cock!"

She grabbed the D-ring on my collar, and I hobbled back upstairs after her. Gail was nowhere to be seen -- I guess someone else had scooped her up after Mistress Nina had finished with her. Cock gag back in, I was secured again to the spreader bars. I stood there, trying to recover, the ache in my balls starting to subside, when the butt plug in my ass started to vibrate. Mistress Kayla began walking across the room, a wicked grin on her face, the remote in her hand.

"Are you having fun, my pet", she whispered in my ear, nibbling on it and my neck.

I nodded and moaned a yes through my gag.

"Did Maria torture your balls, baby?" she asked as she fondled them, "Don't worry, I'm sure they'll be fine later. I think I'll find that strumpet and give her some pussy torture payback. Would you like me to do that for you?" she laughed and walked away, leaving the butt plug vibrating in my ass.

I don't know how long I was there for. At some point, I felt the vibrator mercifully turn off.

I hung there for a while, just listening. I could hear sounds from throughout the house. The echoes of a paddle, the snap of a whip. And of course moans and screams, of both pain and pleasure. Then I saw a pair of women walking toward me. One was a small petite Asian, very exotic looking, dressed all in red -- corset, fishnets and high heels. She held a leash in her hand and was leading a very tall, leggy red head, naked except for her stiletto heels. The submissive's pale skin was a marked contrast to her Domme's Oriental hue.

The Domme began walking around me, her hands running over my skin as she inspected me. "Well, Kayla wasn't lying, was she, Tiffany? That is quite a nice cock!"

"Yes, Mistress Kimiko."

She was behind me now, and I could feel her hands running down the crack of my ass, pushing against the butt plug nestled deeply inside of me. I moaned a bit into my gag. "Does that feel good, bitch? To have your ass filled?" I nodded, and mumbled a "Yes, Mistress," through my gag. I then felt her grab it and slowly pull it out of me, as she told Tiffany to remove the leg spreader and unshackle me. She came back around to the front, and removed my gag. Once I was free, she had Tiffany grab me by my raging hard on, and led us off to one of the bedrooms. As I followed behind, I noticed Tiffany's ass was bright red, and crisscrossed with thin lines, which told me she had recently been caned.

Once there, she ordered me to kneel at the foot of the bed. I watched as she ran her hand over her slave's abused ass. "You have been such a good girl, Tiff. I know that caning was difficult for you. I haven't beat your ass like that in a long time, have I slut?"

"No, Mistress Kimiko."

"Do you think you deserve a reward for being such a good little whore?"

"If you desire it, Mistress."

"Lie on the end of the bed, legs over this slave's shoulders, and I'll make sure you're rewarded." As Tiffany arranged herself, Mistress Kimiko grabbed a handful of my hair and pushed my head toward her slave's bare, wet pussy. "Lick her well. Start with just her pussy lips. Stay away from her clit. I'll let you know when you can start on that."

She didn't have to force me, as I was more than willing to eat her out. Her pussy was slick, as I licked down one side, and back up the other. She tasted sweet, and her fragrance was intoxicating. Behind me, I heard Mistress Kimiko rummaging around. Tiffany began sighing contently, and wrapped her legs around my head, pulling me in tighter, moving her hand down to the top of my head.

Mistress Kimiko had gotten back behind me. "On your hands and knees, now, bitch boy," she ordered, and I felt her fingers trail down the crack of my ass, and then first, one, then a second, and finally a third slide into my ass. "You like that ass filled, so, since you're being so good to sweet Tiffany, let's give you a bit of a reward as well." She fucked my ass slowly with her fingers, while I continued to tongue fuck her sub. As Tiffany's sighs turned to moans, she pulled her fingers out, and I felt the head of a strap-on nestle up against my hungry hole. Insistent pressure, as she invaded my ass, until I felt her leaning up against me. "Now, bitch boy, start giving some attention to her clit." She said, as she began thrusting slowly in and out of me.

My moans were mixing with Tiffany's. My face was slick with her juices, as I licked up from the opening of her pussy to her clit, circled around it, and licked back down. I did it in time to the thrusts of her Mistress -- up, around the clit on the in stroke, down on the out. As Mistress Kimiko thrust faster and faster, I licked faster, driving Tiffany towards orgasm. Along with her moaning, she was now adding in "Oh God's!" and the occasional "Fuck!"

"Is he a good pussy licker, Tiff?"

"Oh, fuck, Mistress, it's sooo good! Oh, God, can I please cum?"

"Not yet...just a little while longer."

"Oh, God! Please Mistress Kimiko? Please!? Oh, It's so fucking good! Please? Please let me cum!"

"I'm going to count down, and then my pretty little slut can cum." She started at 10, and slowly, ever so slowly, counted down to 1, Tiffany begging and pleading all the way, Mistress Kimiko thrusting faster and faster into my ass. Then, after what must have seemed forever at 1 for her tortured submissive, she barked out "CUM NOW SLUT!"




The Long Weekend Ch. 03



And did Tiffany ever cum! She squeezed her legs around my head, trying to pull me inside her pussy, as I sucked and licked her swollen engorged clit, letting out a wail of "I'M CUMMMMMMMMMIIIINNNNGGGGGG!" It seemed to go on forever as she spasmed and her thighs shook, ending with a soft crying. As her legs relaxed and she lay there, gasping, I felt the strap-on slipping from my ass, and Mistress Kimiko moved to the bed, next to her slave's head.

She stroked her hair softly. "Oh, that was a great orgasm, wasn't it? He played my slut very well, didn't he?" Tiffany couldn't answer. After a moment or two, Mistress Kimiko stood up. "Get yourself together slut. I want to try his pussy eating skills out for myself. And if he's going to eat pussy, he needs that ass filled, so go slip into your strap-on and skewer him."

Tiffany slowly rolled off the bed, and was replaced by her Mistress. Mistress Kimiko got up on the bed on her hands and knees, "First though, bitch boy, you're going to start on my ass." She reached behind herself, grabbed my hair, and shoved my face right into the crack of her ass. I immediately sought out her crinkled hole, and started to lick and tongue fuck it, as I had Tiffany's pussy. This had the desired effect, as Mistress Kimiko started moaning "Oh, you seem to be quite accomplished at eating ass as well as pussy. Kayla's trained you well." I licked and kissed her rosebud until Tiffany had recovered enough to step into her strap-on harness. Mistress Kimiko then turned over, draped her legs over my shoulder and simply pointed at her pussy and commanded "Eat".

Unlike her Mistress, Tiffany plunged deep into my ass with her fist thrust, and rammed me as hard and fast as she could from the get go. And unlike her slave, Mistress Kimiko didn't hold off her orgasms. Fucking me, and watching her slave get off, along with the ass tonguing I'd given her had her on the edge, and she had her first orgasm within a minute of my tongue touching her engorged clit. She had 5 more within the next 5 minutes, and then pushed me away. "Keep...keep fucking him, whore... I'm not done with him yet," she gasped out. She rested for a minute or two, getting her breath back, before she slid down to the floor, and kneeled next to me. She reached underneath me, and began stroking my diamond hard dick.

"Look at this puddle of pre-cum on the floor!" she exclaimed, as she gave my pole long, firm strokes from base to tip. "You really do enjoy eating out a woman while you're being pegged, don't you?"

I was so far gone by then, that I couldn't speak, only moan and nod my head.

"Did he eat you really well, Tiffany? Did you cum really hard?"

"Oh yes, Mistress!"

"Well, he made me cum hard 6 times! I don't know if I'll need another orgasm again...well, at least for the next 20 minutes anyway!" she laughed. "Should we reward him?"

"Oh, I think we should, Mistress."

"And what about you, bitch boy? Do you want to cum? Want to shoot that load all over the floor?"

"Oh...fuck...yes...please...Mistress Kimiko. Please let me cum."

"Fuck him hard and fast, Tiffany." I don't know how she could, but she actually started thrusting into me faster and deeper, as I felt my orgasm building. "Ten strokes, bitch boy. You get ten more strokes, and if you don't cum, too bad..."

It took 5 before I was screaming and the wave of climax broke over me denied as it had been earlier by Maria. Tiffany was deceptively strong, because I felt like collapsing on the floor as jet after jet of jizz shot across the floor, but she held me up, her hands around my hips, as she kept pounding me from behind. As the last dribbles of spunk dripped to the floor, she slowly, agonizingly pulled out of me, and finally let me collapse in a heap.

I was deep into subspace, and I could barely feel the two of them on either side of me, rubbing my shoulders and back. "That was fucking hot, " I dimly heard Mistress Kimiko. "Kayla is very lucky to have you bitch boy. You eat pussy like a fucking champ! And you can take an ass pounding, too." They just kept contact with me, bringing me back from the deep hole I was in. "If she ever decides she's tired of you, just give me a ring. You are excellent sub."

"Thank you, Mistress, " I mumbled.

She smacked me on the ass. "Now, you left quite a mess, and I'm sure your Mistress has trained you to clean up after yourself. Hasn't she?"

I nodded, and slowly began crawling around the floor, licking up the puddle of pre-cum and my seed. "Oh, what a good little cum whore. Don't miss a drop."

As I finished up, Mistress Kimiko strode behind me, and re-inserted the butt plug. When I was done, Tiffany was standing before me with the cock gag, "Open." was the last thing she said to me, as it was put back into place. Then, as before, with Tiffany on her leash, and my dick held in her hand, they led me back out to the main room. Gail had been returned, and I looked at her, as I was placed back into bondage. Her eyes were shining, she had a slight smile on her gagged lips. Her breasts were red and crisscrossed with welts, her hair was bedraggled, and there was dried cum in it and on her face. From the glistening of her thighs, it was obvious she'd had many orgasms since we'd last been together. But she and I both knew the night wasn't over yet.

Next, both of us were used by Master Robert and Mistress Simone. They were a married couple, and like Mistress Kayla and Master John, they had a submissive couple -- Anita and Charlie -- attending them. Master Robert was a tall, well-muscled man, very tan, with a shaved head and a cruel sneer of a smile. Mistress Simone's coffee colored skin and long, lean legs showed her French Polynesian ancestry, but her piercing green eyes indicated some mixed race ancestry. Anita was a quite curvy brunette, with large breasts and pierced nipples and labia. Charlie was a slight young man, almost boyish, maybe 5' 5" tall. His uncut cock was maybe 5" long, and thin as well. Unlike the other three, he was very pale. I wondered if his Dominants kept him inside, locked in a cage most of the time.

Gail and I were ordered to kneel in front of our platforms. Charlie stood before me, his tiny penis right at eye level with me. Anita lay down on Gail's platform legs spread wide, her arms under her knees, pulling them back to her chest, her pussy completely exposed to Gail. We were ordered to begin orally servicing them. As we started, so did the vibrators inside of us.

Mistress Simone began to flog my ass and back as I tried to concentrate on giving Charlie a great blowjob. From the sounds next to me, Master Robert was laying into Gail as well. Charlie and Anita had both been told to hold out for as long as possible. The flogging, and the vibrations in my ass were making it hard to concentrate on the first uncircumcised dick I'd ever sucked, and I could only imagine what the added vibrations in Gail's pussy were doing to her. Mix it in with the flogging, and I was wondering how long Charlie would hold out. I gave it the best I could. And with his small size, it was easy to deep throat him and bury my nose into his crotch. I started fondling his balls with my free hand.

I got a new appreciation for what Gail had been going through when Mistress Simone and Master Robert switched sides. His blows were much harder as they struck the tops of my thighs, went up my ass and onto my back, then back down again. She hadn't made a sound while she was being flogged, and I was grunting with every blow. I kept at it though, sucking deeply on that uncut dick, until finally, I felt it begin to swell, and with a deep moan from Charlie, his spunk filled my mouth. I sucked even harder, and milked his balls, trying to get every last drop. As I was licking him clean, Anita screamed, and she was cumming too.

We were ordered to switch. As I got up and stood on the platform, I noticed we had attracted quite the crowd. It looked like everyone was watching us, and I saw Mistress Kayla smiling at me proudly.

"Now, you two want to hold out as well, " Mistress Simone purred, "You want our slaves asses as red as yours, don't you?"

As soon as Charlie latched on to my cock, I knew that wasn't going to happen. He was an expert cocksucker, and that, in concert with the butt plug rattling away on my prostate meant it wasn't going to be long. At least I held out longer than Gail. She was fountaining out an orgasm inside of a minute. Shortly after, I was yelling, "FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" and filling Charlie's stomach with my third load of the night.

I hadn't noticed, but as I was being sucked dry, two benches had been moved into the room. Gail was already on one, on her hands and knees. Mistress Kayla walked over, and took me from the platform and had me lay on the other one on my back.

"Now, folks, it's time for the penultimate event of the night," Kayla said to the crowd. "The gang bang!"

I noticed that the men began to surround the benches, while the ladies made their way to the couches and chairs. There were four men surrounding me, and five around Gail. One of the men with her, Master Alex, slid underneath, and began rubbing his cock along her glistening, red, swollen pussy. Another began to get behind her, while a third was standing at her head, and two others alongside her.

The arrangement was similar with me. Master John, his thick, hard cock pointing at my mouth, Master Robert, with his even larger member, in between my legs, and Mistress Nina's two subs standing at either side of my chest. I had no illusion what was about to happen. I opened my mouth, and Master John's cock popped in "Such a good little bitch" he sighed as he began fucking my mouth. I reached out either hand and began stroking the two fags. I moaned loudly around the dick filling my mouth as Master Robert's pole entered my ass, spitroasting me.

The room filled with moans and sighs, and I could only imagine the ladies were engaged in their own gangbang. I just surrendered to the feeling of being completely filled, used like a total whore and slut, being used to provide pleasure to anyone who wanted it. And make no mistake, I was being used. Master Robert was making me his bitch with every powerful stroke, while Master John fucked my mouth. And Mistress Nina's slaves? I had hold of their cocks as well, but I wasn't stroking any more, as they moved their hips back and forth, fucking my hand. Like Gail, I was just a piece of fuckmeat.

It seemed to go on forever, and I was completely lost down the subspace rabbit hole. I heard Gail scream out several orgasms, and the comments from next to me of what a tight pussy she had, and how her ass was spasming. Master Robert chimed in that he thought my ass was probably tighter, and Master John let everyone know what a great cocksucker I was.

Then, I felt a soft, warm mouth encircling my cock, and Mistress Kayla was at my ear, whispering. "Such a slut. You are so fucking sexy right now. Filled with cock, making all these men feel so good. That's Master Alex's slut down on your cock, making it so hard. She licked me out so well, I thought it was only right that we see if she could suck cock. Be a very good slut for me, don't come until everyone else has." And with that, Mistress Nina's slave on my right began cumming, shooting ribbon after ribbon of jism all over my chest. Then her other slave let go, adding his load.

I could hear the men cumming on and in Gail as well, as she screamed out another orgasm. Then, Mistress Kayla looked over at Master John, "C'mon baby, I want you and Robert to fill my bitch up from both ends."

The cocks inside of me started speeding up, ramming me faster and harder. I think they were actually trying to meet somewhere in my stomach. I felt them swell, and as the first jets of cum filled my mouth and my ass, I half moaned, half screamed as my cock erupted into the most intense, longest orgasm I'd ever had. I screamed and my cock throbbed. I could feel my ass twitching around the cock buried deep inside me. And dimly, I could hear clapping.

After 5 or so minutes, just lying there, Mistress Kayla ordered Gail and me to kneel on the floor, facing each other. We were both covered in sweat and cum -- and Gail in girl squirt. She ordered us to lick each other clean...and added we had one last performance for the night.

Gail and I ran our tongues all over each other's naked bodies, ultimately falling to the floor, and lying next to each other. It took about 20 minutes to clean each other up. While I had only started with the deposits from Mistress Nina's slaves, rolling around with her, I had picked up a lot of her deposits as well. I guess it was good that it took us awhile -- or planned -- because we needed to rest up for the final event.

Mistress Kayla was again in the center of the room, standing next to the one bench that remained, a plastic bucket in her hand. A high-backed bar stool had also been brought in, and was positioned at the front of the bench. "Well, I hope you all enjoyed the evening," she began, "and our two party sluts." There was a chorus of agreement, a "Fucking hot night!" and "Those sluts were fantastic!" and some clapping.

"But, now it is time for one of us to pay the piper. Since our party sluts have been so enthusiastic and willing to be used and abused, we reward them...by giving them the use of one of us." She shook the pail. "I have the name of every dominant in here in this bucket." She reached in, and swirled around a bit, then came back out with a slip of paper in her hand. "And..." she opened up the ticket and read off of it, "Mistress Nina! You get to be the party sluts' toy!" She looked to Mistress Nina's two slaves, "Boys, if you will assist your Mistress to her place of honor?"

The each took one of her arms. Several other dominants moved forward, and quickly stripped her down to her knee high black leather boots, as she protested. Her two slave bois picked her up and moved her to the bench, where she was placed on her hands and knees, and secured with leather ankle and wrist cuffs. 

Master John had picked up Gail, and put her on the barstool, and spread her legs out so they snaked under Nina's arms. Gail was protesting weakly that she just wasn't able to cum anymore tonight, and Master John told her that she would, that this was her reward. He pushed Nina's face into Gail swollen, red pussy, "Lick my cunt well, Nina, you slut!"

Meanwhile, Kayla was slowly stroking my cock, and it was responding, becoming hard again. "How many times have you cum tonight slut?"

"Four, Mistress." 

She began leading me to Nina's exposed backside, "Well, I hope you can cum five times, or Nina's ass is going to be ruined."

At that, Nina's head came up and she screamed, "No fucking way!"

John grabbed her hair and shoved her face back down into Gail's twat, growling, "Eat that pussy, bitch. You know one of us has to pay, and you're it tonight!"

Mistress Kayla simply chuckled. "Oh, honey, he is going to ream your ass but good. You let your denied slut Maria abuse his cock and balls just because you won't let her cum?" She paused, and at that moment, Gail screamed out her first orgasm, spraying Nina's face with girl cum, and Mistress Kayla giggled, "Make sure you swallow down all that squirt, bitch. There will be more, much more."

Mistress Kayla guided my cock into Nina's wet hot box. She may have been protesting, but this was obviously turning her on. "Get nice and lubed up, David, because it's going into her ass next." Nina let out a long whine, as I thrust in and out of her a few times, keeping her mouth firmly planted on Gail's clit, rocketing her off to another orgasm. Mistress Kayla pulled me out of Nina's snatch, and lined my cock up at her puckered rosebud, the tip just grazing it. "Are you ready, bitch? " she asked my victim. Then she looked at me, smiled and simply said "Balls deep."

I slammed all the way into her. There was no way Nina could stay attached to Gail's pussy. Her head flew up as she screamed "SHIT! Oh, shit, he's so fucking big, take it out, take it out!" So, with Mistress Kayla smiling and whispering in my ear, "She's all yours, David, do whatever the fuck you want," I pulled all the way out -- and slammed balls deep into her again. This was met by another yell of "Shit! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" And then, Gail reached up, grabbed and handful of Nina's hair and pulled her back to her pussy, "No one said to stop eating me you bitch!" 

As I began rhythmical thrusting in and out of her tight ass, and Gail continued to try to smother her with pussy and girl cum, randomly calling her bitch, slut and whore, commanding her to make her cum again, I heard Kayla telling the group how this was just fitting, that the two of us be allowed to take our reward from Mistress Nina. She recounted how Maria had tortured my cock and balls, and how the stripes on Gail's breast and ass had come from a caning administered by Mistress Nina. The crowd was hooting and hollering, egging on both of us, as we took our reward.

Kayla sauntered back up to near Kayla's head. "Bet you wish you'd let Maria have him for just a bit longer now, don't you? Maybe she would have ruined that big hard cock that's splitting you apart, huh?" Then she picked up a Hitachi Magic Wand, reached up between Nina's legs, and placed it right on her clit. Nina screamed again, and her words just became unintelligible moans. Within a minute, I knew she was just like Gail, as a torrent of squirt erupted from her pussy.

I could feel the vibrations all the way into her back passage, as she came over and over and I picked up my speed, my orgasm fast approaching. As I fell over the cliff, I buried my spasming cock deep in her bowels. At the same time, Nina and Gail both erupted again.

John returned, carefully picked up Gail, and laid her down on one of the couches. Mistress Kayla led me away to kneel on the floor, as Nina's two slave bois returned and began to release her.

"Well, ladies and gents, thank you all for coming...and cumming!" Master John boomed. "Kayla and I hope you all enjoyed yourselves, and we look forward to the next party. Your house, right Ann?"

An older woman, with a very young, buff stud next to her smiled "That's right, although I don't think Jake and I will be able to hold a candle to this one." There was more laughter and some light conversation as people began to drift away adjourning to the other room to get dressed. As each one left, they would stop by Gail and me. Every one of them kissed Gail good bye. I received kisses from the women, and pats on the head or shoulder from the men. The last to approach were Mistress Nina and her entourage. She was wobbly on her feet, and her two slave bois were holding her up.

She leaned down to kiss me, her eyes glassy, "You know how to fuck," she said, then whispered in my ear, "But so do I. I can't wait to have you in my dungeon."

Maria leaned down, and kissed me deep. She too whispered in my ear, "When Mistress Nina lets me out of chastity, I'm going to fuck you silly!"

As they left, I noticed Mistress Kayla and another Mistress, the one who was unaccompanied, speaking. Mistress Kayla seemed to have her head down as the other women talked to her, and she nodded tentatively, almost submissively.

I didn't get much time to wonder about that. Master John helped Gail up, and then grabbed one of the D-rings on my collar. "Come along, sluts, time to get you to bed. You two must be exhausted. It's almost 3 AM."

He took us upstairs, and had us both quickly get in the shower together to rinse off. Then we were led to the bedroom. Mistress Kayla was waiting, sitting on the end of the bed, the vibrating plugs in hand. "Bend back over, bitches. You're sleeping with these tonight."

"Please, Mistress, no more! My pussy is so sensitive." Gail whined.

Master John smacked her on the ass, "Listen to your, Mistress, cunt. Bend over. They're going on. I promise though, we won't turn them on."




The Long Weekend Ch. 03



Gail grumbled a bit, but then leaned over next to me. We both moaned as we were filled once again. Then Master and Mistress had us get up on the bed, and they put bondage mittens over our hands. "Don't want you playing with yourself or taking those plugs out, " Master John explained.

"Oh, honey, "Mistress Kayla responded, "I think both of our sluts are pretty cummed out." John kissed Gail, and Kayla kissed me, then they left. As they turned off the lights, Kayla turned back. "You two made us very proud tonight. You were both perfect little sluts. Now, go to sleep."

I think I was asleep before the lights went out, a satisfied feeling pervading me.



The Long Weekend Ch. 03



Author's note: Again thanks to everyone for your PM's, encouragement, marks and favourite tags. Much appreciated.

"I must have a wee," she said.

I followed her into the bathroom. She tickled my balls while she sat on the toilet. I sighed with pleasure. 

"So?" I asked with a pant.

"So," she said getting up and reaching for her tooth brush and then stopping. "Do you want to kiss me before I brush my teeth?"

"Oh god, yes." I said hoping this meant what I thought it did.

It did. I could taste Ben's cum on her kiss, mixed up with nicotine and could smell it on her breath when she pulled away from our kiss, laughing. 

"You dirty bitch!" I said approvingly. Although I didn't like the taste or the smell, like the first taste of alcohol, I wanted it again. I kissed her once more, working my way around her mouth with my tongue. 

"Don't brush your teeth!" I told her. 

She laughed again and led me by my cock to the bedroom. We lay in bed, facing one another so that when she talked I could smell another man on her breath.

"Tell me everything, "I urged. 

She gripped my cock which felt so near to coming I was frightened. Amy must have sensed the same because she released me and began stroking my tight balls.

"Gosh, you have got yourself worked up haven't you?" she giggled.

"Its not been easy," I moaned. "Please tell me everything."

"Well," she began, stroking my cock and cupping my balls, "we had a lovely meal. It was very relaxed."

"What did you talk about?" I asked.

"Oh, me and you, Bristol, people from Spain. It all felt very easy - the conversation flowed without any effort."

"So when did you know you were going to go back to his?"

"Oh, probably before you left us! I could see he was going to be up for it and I quickly knew I still found him very attractive."

I stirred with pleasure when I heard this and tried to direct her hand to hold my cock but she would only stroke me.

"So anyway, he was a real gentleman. He insisted on paying for the meal and the cab we took back to his. I expected him to take me straight to bed but we sat downstairs, had a drink and a spliff. We talked for ages, although we both knew where we were heading. We got talking about me and him in Spain and back here is Bristol. He told me how turned on I used to get him. And I told him the same. He asked if I thought he had changed much and I said 'No, have I?'"

"He said, 'no, at least those parts of me that he could see hadn't changed much.'"

"I laughed and warned him the other parts had changed quite a lot but he said he would like to be the judge of that. So I said, 'You would, would you?'"

"He said, 'Yes.' So I said 'OK' and stood up and told him to unzip my dress. I took it off and turned round and I said, 'See, I told you!'"

"He said, 'Don't be stupid, you never wore a bikini top in Spain.' We both laughed at that. Then he reached around me and undid my bra while he kissed me. 

We kissed for a while and he felt my tits and said my nipples were just the same."

Now Amy sat up in bed and stroked her breasts so her nipples stood up. 

I reached under the sheet and started to wank myself but she said, "Stop! I'll be the one who makes you cum."

"Go on", I begged. "What happened next?"

"We drank and chatted and kissed a lot. We were both really turned on but, maybe it was the spliff, I don't know, but we were in no hurry with things."

"Finally he said, 'Lets go to bed.'"

"I said,' I'd love to.'"

I was groaning now but Amy still would not hold my cock. She continued stroking my balls, slowly and tantalizingly, occasionally with a brief squeeze of my dick. I slid my hand to her pussy and felt it oozing but she pushed my hand away.

"We went to his bedroom. He told me to sit on the end of the bed and then he pushed me back, knelt on the floor and began to eat my pussy."

"Mmmmm," I moaned. "Was it good?"

"God yes! He is great at sex and he had me cuming very quickly. I absolutely loved it."

Somewhere her enthusiasm hurt but this pain was washed away by the wave of horny pleasure that carried me. 

She gave me a quick couple of jerks on my cock and I gasped feeling sure I would cum.

"Then he climbed on top of me and fucked me." Amy was panting and touching herself now, continuing her story in short, gasped sentences.

"We fucked for ages. We kissed a lot and I licked my own cum from his mouth. He offered to use a condom but I told him not to bother and that I wanted his cock in my mouth."

"Good girl," I whined.

"I certainly tried to be. He gave me a really good seeing to and I wanted to repay him but he seemed set on making me cum as much as he could."

"And he did pretty well!" she added, laughing.

"And did you make him come?" I asked.

"Of course," Amy frowned.

"Tell me," I begged.

She stroked my cock. "Well, after I had told him I wanted his cock in my mouth, he obliged me. I worked him really hard and I could tell he was ready. So I asked him where he would like to cum."

"Oh god, I love you," I mumbled.

"He asked where you would like me to come; so I told him your fantasy was that he would come on my face or in my mouth."

My cock was so ready to offload now that any touch would do it. Amy slid down in our bed and blew on it gently. 

"Calm down," she told it, "or you don't get to hear any more."

"Oh, please tell me," I said.

She blew on my cock again.

"Calm down," she repeated. "Lay on your back and put your hands behind your head", she instructed me.

I did as I was told and she blew coolly over my cock.

"So," she eventually continued, while I flinched beside her, my balls screaming. "He fucked my mouth until he came."

"Suck my cock!" I told her, knowing that I needed to follow him.

Amy took a swig of cold beer and held it in her mouth before swallowing it. Then she put her cool mouth over my cock and slid down the shaft. I groaned.

But she took her mouth off me and blew on my cock once more.

"I swallowed his cum and we kissed and had another spliff. That's when I texted you. But he kept playing with my nipples and saying he was going to fuck me again before I left - so I let him."

"That was the right thing to do, wasn't it?" she asked me.

"Absolutely," I agreed. "But please, touch my cock."

She stroked my penis.

"Tell me about the second time," I gasped.

Amy took another mouthful of beer.

"Like I said, he is very good at sex. He got me to suck him a little and when he was hard, he slid inside me. He fucked me very slowly, playing with my tits and stroking my body. He moved me into lots of different positions and they all felt great. I never wanted his cock to stop. I was buzzing all over from cuming so much but he just kept on, slowing fucking me and exploring my body. It felt beautiful."

She looked over at me. "Is this okay for you?"

"Yes," I said, my hands still behind my head, but my erection curiously withering. "I really am so happy that you enjoyed it."

"Good," she said, stroking my limp penis. "Because I would like to do it again -- but only if it is still what you want."

"God, it is!" I uttered -- although again I was scarred how fast all this had happened and by Amy's enthusiasm.

She leaned forward and put her mouth over my cock. I felt it springing back to life.

"Go on," I urged. "Tell me more."

"Well, he slowly began fucking me faster and harder. I begged him not to stop. It was the best fuck I have ever had."

She looked at me again.

"Go on!" I said thrusting my groin up and down as she held me.

"Well there's not much more. Eventually he pulled out and shot his cum right up my body as far as my chin. I was tingling all over. He collapsed on top of me and we laughed and kissed. We would have fallen to sleep but your text came."

"Oh, I'm sorry," I said, feeling rather crushed at how much Amy had enjoyed it.

"No you mustn't be. It must have been weird for you as I had said I was getting a cab before."

"I didn't want to spoil your fun."

She kissed me gently. "You didn't. I'm glad I'm back. I really do love you so much, Pete."

It was a huge relief to hear her say this.

"Good," I said, "now it is my turn."

My cock was soild now and my balls ready to burst.

"Have you enjoyed waiting?" She licked my shaft.

"Yes," gasped, "Ive been SO fucking horny."

"Good," she said, blowing on my cock once again, "so you won't mind waiting some more."

"What!?" I gasped.

She turned over. "Stroke my back, I really need to get to some sleep. Check out is at 11."

"I need to cum," I explained.

"I'll make you cum tomorrow," she yawned, "now stroke my back, would you."

I lay behind her, kissing and stroking her back, trying to control the flinching reflex in my groin. God, how I loved her. Making me wait another few hours was an enormous turn on.

On her bedside table her phone vibrated.

"Aren't you going to get that?" I asked.

"You can if you want," she mumbled, sleepily.

I trotted around to her side of the bed and stood reading the message from Ben with my cock pointing at her face. I hoped she would have pity and put it in her mouth again. But she lay with her eyes shut. I read the message aloud.

Hope you got back ok and Pete is cool. You are my best ever fuck. I want to do it again before you go. Let me know B X

"Are you going to reply?" I panted.

Dreamily she sat up and took the phone. She typed something and I heard the message going.

"What did you say?" I asked.

She tossed me the phone and went to sleep.

I read the message:

Come over at 10. Meet in foyer.



The Long Weekend Ch. 04



He woke with his handcuffed hands stretched over his head and attached by a small padlock to the o-ring of the leather cuff that Mistress wore around her left ankle. The cock cage he wore was pressing uncomfortably against his member. The need to pee was making his budding erections, and the painful consequences, more frequent than usual.

The past three nights and two days had been mind-altering. He had been kept mentally off-balance the entire time. She could change gears swiftly. There would be sternness followed with tenderness. Sensuous teasing would alternate with pain. It blended together after a while, making the pain seem sensuous, and the teasing seem like sweet torment. 

He considered himself to be an experienced submissive. Yet, he hadn't been very successful at anticipating or guessing her next move. Like a baseball pitcher that mixes pitches to keep the batter uncertain about what was coming next, Mistress had him thoroughly confounded.

He knew that today would be the last day of his audition. Tuesday they both had to get to work. He wondered what she could possibly have in store for him today to test his worthiness. Even if he passed the test, he couldn't be sure if she would make a decision on keeping him as her slave. She might want time to think it over. He knew it would be in her time-frame, not his. He knew that any attempt to accelerate her decision would lower her opinion of him. Worse, it would ruin it for him. He wanted her to want him for her own reasons, her own way, and when she could no longer postpone the decision because of her feelings, desires, and urgency to possess him as her slave.

He knew he wanted to be chosen as a "keeper", as she had put it. He wanted to be her trainable property, and to be trained to please her as she wanted to be pleased. He knew that he was already her chattel in his own mind. It only remained for her to decide that in her mind.

It might be a long wait. No matter how short it was, it would be an agonizing wait. It would be more agonizing than being chained with a full bladder and a cock cage that cut into the head of his penis each time he experienced a piss hard-on, and that was happening with increasing frequency.

His hand brushed against her foot, and he noticed that it felt a bit cold. Carefully, he rolled onto his stomach and inched his way slowly toward her left foot, to which his hands were chained. He delicately wrapped his bound hands around the front of her foot, exposing only the toes, which he slipped into his mouth to warm them.

She stirred and he froze. He wasn't sure what her reaction would be, and hoped he wasn't going to be reprimanded. 

"Keep doing that," she said, in a dreamy voice, and he continued, using his thumbs to gently massage the soles of her feet as he heated her toes with his mouth.

She sat up and smiled. "What a pleasant way to wake me up, pet," she said with a smile. She removed a chain from around her neck, to which was attached the keys to his handcuffs and the small padlock that locked the cuffs to her leather ankle cuff. She removed the padlock and put it and the chain with the keys on the night table. She moved her right foot over to her left and said quietly, "Now do this one for me." He complied.

When she had had enough, she rolled him over on his back, and straddled his head, facing toward his feet. She lowered her pussy onto his waiting open mouth and began to slowly pee into it, enjoying the sensation, his submission, and the feeling of power it gave her. She opened the straps that held his cock cage, and his penis went to full erection immediately.

She leaned over to kiss the tenderized head of his penis, and then began giving it playful little nibbles as she continued her intentionally extended pee. She could hear his moans from beneath her pussy as she teased his cock with her fingernails, fingertips, teeth, lips and tongue.

"What a cute little thing," she said pleasantly, as she sat up to finish urinating. "I have plans for that."

She swung her body around, so now she straddled him facing away from his feet. With her left hand, she reached back to play with his left nipple. With her right hand, he grabbed a handful of his hair, and began grinding her pussy into his mouth and her clit against his nose. She continued to fuck his face until her third climax. Then she rolled off him and grabbed the keys off the night table and removed his cuffs.

"Start my coffee, little one," she said, "and then report back here."

"Yes, Mistress."

He returned in a few minutes to stand by the bed, his piss hard-on sticking out toward her. She grabbed his testicles gently but firmly with one hand, and with the other began lightly stroking the sensitized head of his cock with a fine emery board. She was rewarded with a satisfying groan from him. She delighted in the sway of his body as he tried to maintain his discipline, and not take his hands from his sides. She began to feel little tremors shaking him, and his groans began to evolve into little sobs. "If you come or pee," she warned, "you will be dismissed and sent home."

"Yes Mistress," he hissed through gritted teeth, summoning every ounce of self-control to keep from doing either...or both. His breathing quickened, and his sobs became steady and unbroken. Yet she continued to rake the emery board across the tip of his cock...not hard or fast, but unrelenting.

He closed his eyes and tears began to drip from under his lids. He knew he couldn't hold it in forever. He knew he was on the brink of failure and being dismissed. It was no longer a question of "if", but just a question of "when". His tears accelerated at the thought of being sent home in disgrace. He tried to hold on for just one more minute...and then one minute more.

The aroma of fresh-brewed coffee drifted in from the kitchen.

"Saved by the coffee," she giggled. "Go get me a cup."

He ran to the kitchen, and heard her laughing as he did. His hand shook as he poured the coffee into the mug, and then added the cream. He could not run to the bed carrying the steaming mug, but he walked as briskly as he could, thinking: just a little longer...dear God, please, just a little longer....

She took the mug with one hand, and with the other hand grasped the shaft of his cock firmly. She took a sip of the brew, sweetly complimented him on the taste, and innocently asked him if he'd like permission to relieve himself.

"Oh God, yes Mistress!" he gasped.

"Go potty, then," she said, releasing his cock. She smiled as he ran toward the bathroom, his penis bobbing up and down in front of him. Life was good, she thought. 

Upon his return, he was ordered to fetch another cup of coffee for her, shave and brush his teeth, clean the bathroom, shower himself, rinse out the tub, and begin filling it with hot water. Upon hearing the tub water running, she slipped into a silk kimono, grabbed the small wooden chair in the bedroom, and walked into the bathroom with it. Wordlessly, she pointed to a spot on the floor, and wordlessly, he knelt naked there.

She inspected the bathroom, and found the cleaning job to be acceptable. She placed the chair next to the tub, tested the temperature of the tub water, and then the temperature of the water running from the tap. She made an adjustment to the knobs, re-tested the flowing water, and nodded.

She added a copious amount of bubble bath to the water, and a few drops of oil that had a lavender scent. As the tub became about three-quarters full, she shut off the faucets and sat on the chair.

"Get in the tub," she told him. 

He stared at her and hesitated for a moment. Had she actually said for him to get into the tub? He had just showered. He had assumed that the bath was for her.

"Missy!" she barked, and then added quietly but firmly, "Don't make me repeat an order. Get...in...the tub...now."

"Yes Mistress," he replied, blushing. He leapt to his feet and stood in the tub, easing his body into the hot water, groaning as the hot soapy water touched his tormented cock.

"Lean back and relax," she said, and he did. "By now, you should know I like to reward my slaves with special attention when I think they merit it."

"Yes Mistress."

"Shhhhh," she whispered into his ear. "No need to answer. Consider full speech restriction to be in force. You don't even need to nod. Just listen."

She grabbed an over-sized sponge, soaked it, and then held it above his head and squeezed. He had to close his eyelids to prevent the soapy water from stinging his eyes. Closing his eyes relaxed him further, and he audibly sighed as the warmth from the bath water began to soak into his muscles.

"Keep your eyes closed," she whispered.

She continued to drip water from the sponge over his exposed neck, shoulders, and upper chest. All the while she whispered little compliments about his appearance, how sexy he was, and how pleased she was with him. Her reassurances were even more relaxing and comforting to him than the hot water. 

When the water in the tub began to cool off, she wiped his face with a small towel, and began to apply makeup. In addition to the red lipstick, she added some mascara and eye shadow. She made him get out of the tub and dry off, leaving his hair wet. This she brushed and blow-dried to a style of her choosing. At the end of her efforts, she had him look at himself in the bathroom mirror for a long moment.

"Pretty," she said, and led him by the hand back to her bed, where she cuffed him spread-eagled. She reminded him that he was not to speak, or even nod, and ordered him to keep his eyes closed. "If you say a single word, or open your eyes, I'll dismiss you and send you home in disgrace."

She left for a few moments. He lay there, relaxed by the warm bath and her tender words during the bath. He was more relaxed than he had been since sitting with her at the restaurant table on Friday night. He was no longer trying to wonder what would come next. He knew she'd outguess him anyway. All he could do is lie there and wait for it to happen. It was a peaceful feeling. He was, he realized, surrendering to her will. 

He heard her return and sit on the bed next to him. He felt a pinch on one earlobe, and a moment later, on his other lobe. Earrings, he thought. Then he felt a similar sensation at the bottom of his scrotum. As he was busy wondering what that was about, he felt her fingers pulling his right nipple taut. A sudden, sharp pain shot through him and he cried out. The pain was repeated on his left nipple, and he felt a metal chain lying on his chest between the two. He felt her finger slide between his skin and the chain, and lift the chain upward. As it grew taut, it began to pull on the clamps attached to his nipples. His body rose off the bed and he began to whimper. He felt a small pillow being slipped under his ass, and suddenly, the chain fell back to his chest and he collapsed back onto the mattress, panting.

He felt her finger brush behind one ear, and then the other. He smelled the aroma of a delicate, feminine perfume. He felt her lift his scrotum and felt her fingertip dab there.

He felt her leave the bed, and a moment later heard the familiar sounds of her camera, first on one side of the bed, then at the foot, and finally at the other side. The pain in his nipples had become a steady, dull ache. His mind began to drift off.

She lay back down on the mattress next to him. She leaned over and began to kiss him. Their lips slid over each other's, and her tongue penetrated into his mouth. His tongue was under hers, licking at the bottom of her tongue with the tip of his. The kiss continued, and one of her hands began to playfully tug at the chain attached to his nipples, causing him to groan and squirm. This redoubled the passion of her kiss.

She broke off the kiss, and inserted the cock-shaped gag into his mouth, strapping it tight around his head. She began to speak in a loud whisper, which he had to strain to hear.

"Poor helpless little girl," she said, running her fingernails over his torso. "But it isn't the chains that make you helpless, bitch. All you have to do is open your eyes...and poof!...you get unchained...and in an hour you'll be safe at home."

She reached down to his scrotum, and inserted a finger into the ring at the end of the earring she had attached to it. She lifted her finger slowly, watching as his body rose and his breathing grew faster.

"But you won't open your eyes," she said confidently in that same whisper. "Because you're a little slut...you want me to have my way with you. You love the attention...my touch...even when it hurts." With that she jerked the ring higher and was rewarded by a groan of pain from him. She let go of the earring, and he collapsed back to the bed.

"IF I decide to keep you as my slave," she said, "you will be trained...to be the slave I want...I need. Your enslavement will be total...unconditional. You will have no limits...except the ones I choose. I will own you...own you as property...trainable property...property I use...as I see fit."

She fondled his balls in her hand, squeezing them until he grimaced and groaned. "These things would be of no use to me...except as something to torture...until you wished you didn't have them." She dropped the scrotum and began slapping his balls, first lightly, then firmer and faster as she watched his reactions escalate, until he was howling in pain and straining at his bonds.

Her hand grabbed the shaft of his penis, with her thumb vigorously rubbing the sensitized head, and her nail opening and playing with the slit at the apex. He was still straining at his wrist and ankle restraints, but the sounds coming from behind the gag were moans of pleasure.

"Pleasure and pain," she whispered, "pain and pleasure...all mixed up...so confusing sometimes...just like this...it will bring you pain as a tiny cock...pleasure as your big clitty." She leaned forward, and ran the tip of her tongue along the slit as her thumbnail held it wide. She added a nail from her forefinger and opened the slit wider, the tip of her tongue penetrating it ever so slightly. She could hear his accelerating breathing and feel the involuntary shaking of his body. She brought him to the edge of what she thought might be a climax, and stopped.

"IF I keep you," she said in a stage whisper, "this may never be inside a pussy...ever again...or ejaculate...ever again. Maybe...it might amuse me...to have you...jerk off for me...and eat your cum...or...jerk you off...with my feet...and watch you...clean my feet...with your mouth...hard to predict...what I'll want...later." She released his penis from her grasp, and removed the nipple clamp nearest to her. His body jumped and he screamed in pain as the numbness ceased and the pain shot through his nipple. She got a similar reaction when she removed the second clamp. She put her mouth over the near nipple, and began to give it delicate kisses and licks with her tongue. With her hand, she reached across to his other nipple and began stroking the tip lightly with her thumb. 

He struggled to keep his eyes closed and handle the waves of sensation that were overwhelming him. Ow! It hurt, he thought, and then an instant later it felt so delicious, so beautiful, please don't stop...don't ever stop. He wished he could say it, but the cock gag filled his mouth. He wished he could see her playing with his nipples, but he didn't dare open his eyes. He could feel his muscles tighten and bunch up all over his body. He could hear his breathing get faster and shallower. His head began to spin and drift and he felt shivers that rapidly grew into disjointed spasms. He heard himself scream, and her laugh.

It passed. His muscles began to relax, his breathing slowed a little. He felt dreamy and helpless as her mouth came away from one nipple, but her thumb continued to play with the other.

"From the beginning," she said, "I told you...my slave...would be femmed...as deep...as I want to take it. You knew that. You came here...because...you needed...to be my bitch. Today...I'll discover...how far...I can take you."

"IF I keep you," she said gleefully, switching her hand to his other nipple, "I will give you a name! I'll call you...Cindy...short for Cinderella. You would be...like Cinderella...empty...unloved...without hope...until her fairy Godmother...transforms her...into the girl...of her dreams."

She placed her lips right next to his ear, and spoke as softly as she could. "I'm your fairy Godmother, Cindy; I know what is in your dreams...and today...I'm going to wave my magic wand...and transform you."

Her words were arousing him even more than her touch. He knew his cock was erect and stiff; it was an unmistakable signal to Mistress revealing his true feelings. Even if he could speak, he couldn't deny how excited he was. It was his dream; it had been his dream since puberty. He had confessed his fantasies and dreams to her in the long e-mails he had written over the months they had corresponded. She had not remarked on them at the time, but it was obvious now that she had absorbed every word. She was already making his dreams more real than any past Mistress had. His mind wandered to a place he seldom allowed it to go...a place where he was soft, yielding and feminine. Now, that inner "her" had a name: Cindy. Mistress' hand and fingernails wandered back and forth across Cindy's body to keep her aroused, moaning, and trembling. All the while, Mistress' soft voice filled Cindy's head with images of her new life as a slave.

"I'm going to free the little girl inside you from the dungeon where you've imprisoned her," she said, "I'll sculpt your mind and body...mold you...into my sweet...little...skinny-ass white bitch...trained to use...your mouth...your titties...you clit...your pussy...to entice...to serve...to please...to worship your Black Goddess. You'll be trained...as my sex toy...my urinal...body servant...housemaid...pet...errand boy...pain slut...anything...and everything...I need you to be, Cindy." 

Deborah slipped a latex glove over her hand, and splashed it liberally with the lubricant. This time she would be gentle. She wanted the first experience as Cindy to be a sweet, loving fuck. She inserted the middle finger slowly, letting it slide gradually up the anal canal toward the prostate, touching it lightly. Cindy gave out a little gasp through her gag and moaned.

"You love having me inside you," she said, as she deftly slid her ring finger into Cindy. "I know...you want me...to fuck...your pussy, baby. I'll tell you...a little secret...I want...to fuck...your pussy, Cindy. I want...to feel you...come for me...while I'm deep inside you."

She began a slow, steady rhythm in and out, and was pleased to see Cindy trying to push down into the upward strokes.

"Come for me," whispered Deborah. "Come for me, Cindy...do it for me, baby...ahhhhhh...I know...it feels...so good...so intimate...so loving...so sensuous...so sexy...be sexy for me...come for me...."

Cindy was losing her mind as well as control of her body. The climax came suddenly, and was more violent than the ones before. She screamed through the gag. It was not a scream of pain. It was not a scream of fear. It was a scream of joy.

Deborah felt the tremors, and the spastic tightening of the muscles in the anal canal pressing against her fingers, which did not stop their rhythm.

"Good girl," she said, "you came for me...you made me...very happy...very proud...made my pussy...very wet. Mmmm...it excites me...to feel you come...like my little fuck puppet. Do it for me...again, baby...I want...you to come again...for me...."

The second climax came swifter than the first. This time Cindy didn't scream; she gave out a long, muffled moan. Deborah kept up the tempo, not missing a beat.




The Long Weekend Ch. 04



Authors Note:

Again thanks to all those that are reading and have commented. The range of feedback continues to be extraordinarily broad. I don't mind the comments vehemently suggesting this story should not appear here - this strength of feeling is, for better or worse, part of the world we live in. This is a liberal site used by those we may expect to be wide minded. All these comments help me to demonstrate that anybody who has a sexual inclination outside what our society deems 'normal' has to deal with considerable prejudice - and this is part of my story. 

Chapter 4

I was too frustrated and excited to sleep. In four hours Ben would be here and no doubt he would be fucking my wife. Again.

It was impossible to lay still, cupping Amy's tits which Ben had just been fondling, and with my dick stretching up between her legs, desperate for relief. A couple of times my wriggling half woke Amy and she made an annoyed noise. 

She stirred and rolled over in her sleep so her head faced mine. Each time she exhaled I got the sickly smell of Ben's cum on her breath. I lay, as still as I could manage, my brain tormented by the pincer movement of pleasure and terror.

Eventually, with the sun fully risen behind the curtain, I got up.

Every movement hurt my balls now which felt they were housed in shrinking, iron pants. I left the room and hobbled to the dinning area.

It was just past 6 a.m. and the first of the early risers were blearily collecting their breakfasts. No one much was talking except for the 24 news channel on the TV.

I took some coffee but couldn't face the cooked food.

What I had assumed may be one quick fuck for Amy and Ben had become two, long, slow ones and now a third was to follow. My life seemed to be skimming out of control like a flat stone thrown on the surface of a lake. I was bouncing further from shore and seemed destined to sink. But the thrill was wonderful. Amy had done the right thing in extending my need to climax. This way my body and mind could focus on nothing except sexual activity. If she had relieved me last night there would be the danger that I would have lost this edge and that I wouldn't be looking forward to Ben coming back in a few hours. Over the last few months I had learned how the force of denial could extend sexual pleasure beyond a few breathless minutes and into days and even weeks.  Beneath the dinning table I felt my cock hardening once more. When Ben arrived I would be able to see at first hand Amy's pleasure and I intended to join in.

As the news items passed I became more excited and energised. I had some food and gallons of fruit juice. By now I felt totally awake and rejuvenated. I folded a couple of croissants into a napkin and carried a glass of juice back to the room for Amy. 

She was still asleep. I peeked behind the curtain and looked out over the dock. Somebody was sweeping up the broken glass from outside a bar and a few people were walking to work even on a Saturday. The water looked dark and dirty but somehow the dockside looked distinguished, like someone who remains handsome with age. 

A feeling of immense satisfaction came over me and I felt newly liberated and free. When I watched Amy sleep I felt incredibly lucky. She was beautiful, sexy and we loved one another.

The clock chimed and I smiled just as I might if I heard the voice of an old friend. Amy was fast asleep so I decided to take a walk outside.

The day was already warming and the air felt clean. I wondered if the faces I passed might guess my secret. I had to check myself to make sure I was not grinning. And then, from some dark place in me a doubt would rise. Was Amy so taken with Ben that our relationship was threatened? Would she ever want sex with me again?

I sat on a bench overlooking the water and watched the ugly scum of oil, plastic bottles and floating sticks and straw lap against the harbour wall. The water was calm but my mind could not stop. Although I had fantasised about this for years I never truly believed it would happen. Even as we drove down yesterday I felt sure that something would prevent it all going ahead. Now I wanted time to adjust to last night. I wasn't ready for Ben to fuck Amy again, even if I could join in this time. I was frightened I would lose her.

Why did the idea of my wife having sex with another man turn me on so much? It was a question I had asked myself since I had first realised the appeal of the thought. This fantasy had brought me to a place I now did not want to be. Why was I like this?  My answers were as murky as the grey water in the dock. I had an intellectual answer, which was the one I had used with Amy whenever I tried to explain my desire to her. It was based on liberation and unconditional love – a total giving. But if this argument was right – and I had my doubts – it didn't explain why my cock grew hard when I thought about her with somebody else. My erection was not some academic thrill. Truly, my desire was physical more than intellectual.

Was it as simple as a genetic thing? Is there a cuckold gene? We don't all find the same face attractive or share the same preferences about the act of sex, preferences which are presumably core, animal desires within us. So was I just born with the gene-pool that was drawn to being a cuckold?

Or perhaps there was what a former psychologist girlfriend would call a 'psycho-dynamic' explanation.  She would have said that some event or events in my life, probably in my childhood, had nurtured this hunger. But if this was so then I couldn't place those events. What sort of a life-event resulted in what society considered such a taboo attraction?

I had tried to convince myself that becoming a cuckold was a decision freely made. One that would expand my life experiences and potentially strengthen the bond between Amy and I. And I did feel I was being honest to myself in letting this happen – indeed not just letting it happen but orchestrating it. But if I freely chose it why was I now so frightened? Was the risk of losing what was most important to me a fair price for being true to myself? There was a huge paradox here but something told me that what we find the most rewarding is often that for which we have made the greatest sacrifice or taken the greatest risk.

I had to admit I was still short for an answer to the question of why I was like this. But the relevant question right now was not 'why' but IF I could do this.

Making love to someone means exposing yourself to them, both physically and emotionally. It is an act of trust as well as a physical act. An intimate trusting. If you loved somebody and you believed they loved you, then surely you should trust them. I was now placing so much trust in Amy's love for, and loyalty to me that I was scared.  Her love and loyalty were the fuel that fired my reason for living. By giving her sex with Ben I would be feeding a fire that would either burn more brightly or burn out of control.

It was incredibly hard, but I had to trust her. I had to trust that she would love me as I was – a man who grew excited at the thought of his wife having sex with another guy. And I had to trust that she would be able to separate her pleasure, and what was clearly a strong desire on her part, of having sex with Ben, with her love for me.  With this thought, and the knowledge of the morning to come, I felt my cock begin to harden again.

I returned to the hotel a little after 9. Amy had not moved. I drew the curtains and she stirred. Her eyes were shut but she spoke.

"Morning."

"Good morning my wonderful wife," I said.

She smiled and sat up, the sheet falling to her waist.

"How do you feel?" I asked.

She paused. "Fucked!" she said and grinned.

I grinned too.

"I stole you some breakfast from the canteen," I said, presenting her with the napkin and juice.

"You star." She drank the juice.  "What time is it?"

"Quarter past nine." 

"God, I'd better shower."

"Yes, you have work to do!" I smirked.

"Are you going to stay?'" she asked.

"Yes, I was intending to." I was a little taken aback. "That's okay isn't it?"

"Oh, yes. I don't think Ben will mind. He is very confident." She took a bite of the croissant and brushed the crumbs off the bed.

"And I need to brush my teeth," she added.

"Let me kiss you once more," I said walking over and sitting beside her.

I touched her breasts lightly and kissed her gently. I could still taste Ben's cum in her mouth. 

"Yum!" I said, finding the taste vile but the thought like wine. 

She smiled and rubbed my cock through my trousers.

"Would you like a coffee?" I asked.

"Oh, yes please."

She slipped out of bed and into the bathroom.

The sunlight was all over the room now and the city outside had come to life.

I listened to her shower and then brush her teeth. I noticed that I was taking deep breaths. When she came back in it was quarter to ten. I passed her the drink. 

She stood with her head on her side and dried her hair with a towel.  Her tits wobbled and my cock yearned for contact.

"Would you mind meeting him and bringing him up?" she asked.

"Ok," I said, watching her. 

She sat on the bed and from her make-up bag pulled out a small mirror and some others things.

"It's a beautiful day, isn't it" she said, looking at herself in the mirror with widened eyes.

"It is. I'll go down now. It would be rude to keep him waiting."

"Come here," she said.

I walked over to her.

She pulled me down to her and kissed me. "I love you," she told me.

"And I love you," I said, reaching for her tits.  She slapped my hand.

"No, they are Ben's!"

My heart spun as I walked to the lift. 



The Long Weekend Ch. 04



Part IV - Sunday Afternoon

"Hey, c'mon, sleepy head. Time to wake up," I heard my Mistress' voice and felt her tapping my arm. I opened my eyes - and the full light of day streaming into them caused me to jolt upright. It was obviously much later than usual. I noticed Gail was no longer in bed beside me, and Ms. Kayla was dressed in a t-shirt and jeans.

"Oh, god, Mistress, I'm sorry! I overslept, I didn't attend to you..."

She smiled, "Whoa, pet, slow down, it's okay." She ran her hand along my cheek, "Master and I let the two of you sleep in. A reward for what a great show the two of you put on last night." Then her face took on a serious look, "But we have something special we need to do, and I need you to hop in the shower, get dressed and we need to get some food in you." she told me as she slipped my bandage mittens off.

As I slid off the bed, I looked back at her, "The plug, Mistress?"

"No, that's staying in for a bit longer."

I took a quick shower. When I came out, there was a pair of jeans, and a t-shirt and some slip on shoes on the bed. A note told me to get dressed and come down to the kitchen. When I got there, Mistress Kayla had made a bagel, and there was a cup of coffee waiting for me. As I ate, she sat across from me, with that serious look on her face. "We're going out for a while. We're going to visit a friend, Mistress Erica. She was here last night, but you didn't get a chance to meet her - and she really wants to meet you!" She reached out and rested her hand on my free hand. "David, this is going to be a much different scene from any we've ever done before. I need you to be as good a slave as I know you are, no matter what happens. While we're there, Mistress Erica will be your Mistress."

I didn't know what she was getting me into, but I knew I completely trusted her. Besides that, I wanted to please her, and make her proud of me. "Yes, Mistress Kayla." I responded.

The ride over was quiet. Ms. Kayla seemed lost in her own thoughts. We turned onto a long dirt road, and she looked over at me. "Strip. I want you naked by the time we get to her house."

We pulled up to a large home located at the end of the dirt road. We hadn't passed any houses, so I believe it was Mistress Erica's driveway. Kayla got out, and taking me by the hand, led me up the sidewalk to the front door. As we approached, Ms. Erica appeared at the door. She looked to be about the same age as Kayla, but she was taller, with long blonde hair and dark brown eyes. She wore a short skirt, and a low cut blouse, which held her 36C breasts. Her feet were slipped into a pair of sandals. "Kayla!" she yelled, grabbing my owner in a hug, and kissing her long and deep. Then she turned to me, "and David." She looked at me for a moment. "You do know how to properly greet a Mistress, don't you?"

I dropped to my knees, bent down, and began kissing her feet. She ran her hand along the top of my head. "Your performance last night was amazing. Watching you take Nina's ass was so hot! That bitch really needed to be taken down a few pegs." She wrapped her fingers in my hair, and pulled my head up so I was looking at her. "We are going to have a wonderful time. C'mon, stand up, I won't make you crawl in. You'll be doing that soon enough." 

I followed the two of them into the house. I was led down a hall into what was, at one time, the Great Room. It was at least 20 x 30, but it was a playroom now. There were several cabinets along the wall, a spanking bench, a St. Andrew's cross some chairs, a medical exam table and ropes and pulleys hung from the exposed beams. At one end of the room was a wall of windows, which looked over an expansive lawn into woods beyond it.

I was led to the spanking bench, cuffs were attached to my wrists and ankles and I was secured to it. Ms. Erica reached down to the floor, and came up with a pair of earbuds, which she put into my ears. Then a hood was placed over my head, taking away my vision. Lastly, a penis gag was inserted into my mouth. I felt the butt plug begin to buzz away in my ass.

My ears were filled with Ms. Erica's voice, "Just wait here, David. Kayla and I have some things we have to prepare. While you're waiting, I need to tell you a bit about your Mistress. Kayla and I were roommates in college. When she showed up, she was an 18-year old virgin. She was prim and proper and honestly, I don't think she had ever even seen a cock! Well, that was never going to do. I didn't need some virgin getting all upset when I brought home boys - or the occasional girl. Oh, yes David, I was quite the cock and pussy tease, even back then. I also knew I needed to be in control. And there was something that just made me wet, thinking about turning this sweet young girl into the perfect whore, a slut, a fuck toy. I was the one who first brought out Kayla's submissive side."

"It was actually easier than I thought. You know, I don't think Kayla was a virgin by choice. I think she was a virgin by circumstance, because within a week, I came back from a late night out, threw open the door, and there she was, on top of her bed, shoving her hairbrush in and out of her wet pussy, right on the verge of cumming. She was soooo embarrassed! I told her it wasn't a big deal, stripped out of my clothes and joined her. Except I was using my vibrator - and I made a big show of how much better my orgasms were. Then I told her there was a price if she wanted to use it. She had to lick my pussy. Oh, she was hesitant at first, but after hearing me scream for the fourth or fifth time, she was sliding between my legs."

"Every night, I had her licking my pussy just for one orgasm from my vibrator. After a while, I told her I had to be the one to use it on her, and she needed to ask for permission to cum. Oh, she didn't like that, not one bit. That became our game, our tug of war. Me teasing her for hours, and her actually fighting not to cum. She didn't want to give me that, so the game became forcing an orgasm out of her, making her cum like a slut against her will."

"Our games evolved, and I became her Mistress. I'd punish her when she was bad, Spankings and croppings, even the occasional caning. I strap-on fucked her and trained her how to give the best blowjobs. Have you gotten a blowjob from her? She is the best isn't she? You can thank me later - and you will! And of course, I opened up that tight little ass. When she was ready, I started arranging dates for her. It was so much fun when she'd stumble in at 2 or 3 in the morning, clothes askew, covered in cum - and I could take her over my knee and spank her for being such a naughty, nasty slut! Those were the best four years of my life."

"Then, I set her up on a date with John. That's how they met, have they ever told you that? You see, John and I had been out before, but we were both controlling sadistic bastards, so that wasn't going to work out. But Kayla had turned into such the perfect little fuck slut, I knew they'd be right for each other."

"Everyone grows up, though, don't they? I had seen Kayla's switch side - she wasn't the only fuck slut I kept - and I'd let them play together, and Kayla always seemed to fall into the switch role. I guess I've taught her well. Now, we get to find out how much of a Domme she's really become."

"Now, the rules. As long as you are here, I am your Mistress. You will do everything I tell you, no matter what it is. I have been told your limits and I will respect them but some of the things may be...uncomfortable. If you fail to follow my instructions, there will be consequences. It's really very simple...and for a slut like you, these rules should be easy to follow."

Her voice was replaced by music. I lay there in darkness, the butt plug buzzing away, the cock filling my mouth. I felt the butt plug stop, and it was slowly removed from my ass. Then, I felt hands at the back of my hood, lifting it off. As it was pulled away, I was surprised by the sight before me.

Kayla was naked, tied spread eagle, her arms stretched above her head, her feet secured to a spreader bar, the ends of which were tied off to eyebolts in the floor. She was straddling a 2x8 board, turned so the thin side was up. It had been filed and planed into a vee, and it was nestled into her pussy. I had heard of female slaves "riding the horse", but had never actually seen it. She was blindfolded and had a ball gag splitting her red lips. A pair of nipple clamps with a chain running between them completed the picture.

"What the..."I started to say, and then Erica grabbed a handful of my hair and yanked.

"Quiet. I don't want to have to put that gag back in, slut. I have other plans for that mouth." She walked in front of me. She had changed into a black leather corset, which left both her breasts free, and her pussy bare. I could hear the clicking of her thigh high black leather stiletto heeled boots as she walked in front of me. She crouched down so she was at eye level. "Remember my rules. I told you things might get uncomfortable. I imagine seeing Kayla trussed up, and her pussy being tormented is not something you expected. She needs to be tested, and this is part of it." She turned her head and looked at her captive, "Kayla, is this what you want.?" She tried to mumble something through her gag, while she nodded her head. Mistress Erica arose, and walked away and began to drag a chair over in front of me. "Now, let's take your mind off of her," she said, as she sat down, spread her legs and draped them over my back, "I didn't get a chance to try out what I am told is your amazing mouth. She'll need about 30 minutes to properly tenderize that pussy for the next part of our game, so start licking. Let's see how many times you can get me off."

I scooted forward and began licking her pussy, running my tongue down her lips, seeing how far I could get it inside of her, then back up to her clit. She was already soaking wet and turned on, and it wasn't long before she was grabbing my head, squeezing her thighs around me and screaming out that first orgasm. It turns out that 30 minutes brought her 4 of them, each one more intense than the last. I'm sure there were small red marks on my back from where her heels dug in each time she came.

The moaning, groaning and mewling coming from behind her was getting quite insistent when she finally got up from the chair. She walked over to Kayla, and casually began rubbing her clit. "Oh, that pussy is awfully red," she purred, "Are you ready to cum for me slut? No, I know it's much too early. You'll fight it right to the end, right until I force you to cum in the most humiliating way possible." Erica walked over to the side, and untied the ropes that were securing the board, and lowered it to the floor. Kayla sighed in relief. Then she set about removing her restraints, and took off the blindfold and removed the gag. Kayla screamed softly when the nipple clamps came off. ."Kneel there." she said, pointing to a spot on the floor. Kayla looked up at her, her eyes smoldering, as she obediently knelt on the floor.

She untied me from the spanking bench, and had me kneel, facing Kayla, about 18 inches away. "You weren't lying, Kayla. His oral skills are top notch." She slid in between us, facing me. Let's see if yours are still as good. But, since you refuse to give me that orgasm, he gets to lick my pussy some more...and you get my ass!" She backed up until Kayla's nose was buried in the crack of her ass, then pulled my face into her crotch, "Oh, I love having two sluts service my fuck holes at once!"

"Get that tongue in my ass, Kayla. You know how I like it. Do you remember the first time you ate out my ass? How you got that creamy surprise that frat brother had left for you?" she laughed, "Maybe we'll get David to leave you a nice deposit later." She grabbed my head again, "And you, no teasing this time, just focus on that hard clitty." Within moments, she was panting "Fuck...fuck...fuck!" She went rigid as her orgasm over took her.

She pushed us both away and shuffled her way from between us, and sat back in the chair., then beckoned us over, indicating we should kneel at either side of her. "There's nothing like being serviced by two submissives. Especially when it's a boy and a girl, "she reached over and riffled her hand through Kayla's hair, "isn't that right, Kayla?" When she didn't answer, Ms. Erica grabbed a handful of hair and yanked, pulling her to face her. "I said, isn't that right, bitch?" she repeated in a low growl. 

"Yes," Kayla sneered back.

Mistress Erica let go, and chuckled as she leaned back, "I so enjoy these sessions with you. You are such a brat and I have such a wonderful time breaking you, forcing that wanton slut out of you." She turned to me, "Anyway, as I was saying, Kayla knows how much fun it is to have a matched pair of slaves. She gushed all night last night about how much fun she was having with you and Gail. Mostly you, though." She paused, "Wow, my pussy is still spasming! Why don't the two of you worship my boots. I need to calm down a bit before we move on."

I immediately bent down, and started licking and sucking at her boot. Kayla was a bit more hesitant, but joined me on the other boot. I felt her reach out, quickly grab my hand and squeeze it, reassuring me. We covered pretty much all the way up to just above her knee, when Ms. Erica announced "Enough." and rose from her chair.

This time, Kayla was secured to the spanking bench, and I was ordered to stand in front of her. Ms. Erica walked to one of the cabinets, rummaged around and pulled something out. I couldn't see what it was, but she made some strange movements before turning around - a Feeldoe protruding from her crotch. She'd inserted the vibrating bulb deep in her pussy, and the 8 inches of dildo stuck out from her body. She walked up behind Kayla, and began sliding the phallus up and down the crack of her ass. "We're going to relive some of Kayla's slutty college days. She loved being spitroasted! So, she's going to give you her best blowjob, and I'm going to fuck her brains out. Now only one of you is going to get to cum...and I'm betting it won't be this slut. It usually takes me about 45 minutes to orgasm, and this bitch is going to fight it the whole way. No one cums before I do." With that, she slammed the dildo all the way in with one powerful stroke.

"Fuck!" Kayla yelled. "You bitch!"

"Jesus, slave boy, shut her up will you?" Ms. Erica said as she began thrusting slowly in and out of my Mistress, "C'mon, put your cock in her mouth. I warned you about consequences," she said menacingly.

It felt so wrong. I was going to use Kayla like she and Master John had used me so many times before, Then she looked up at me, opened her mouth and her eyes had a pleading look in them. I moved forward and my cock slid past her lips. Tied down as she was, she couldn't move much, so tentatively, I placed my hand on her head and began thrusting. "That's it slave, fuck that slut's mouth. Isn't it nice to turn the tables?" Mistress Erica asked, and she began picking up speed, "How many times has she skull fucked you with her strap-on?"

Kayla may have been getting t from both ends, but she maintained control. She moaned, she grunted, but having listened to her sex noises for a while now, I knew she was nowhere near cumming. And she controlled my cock as well, I'd get to an orgasmic edge, and she'd change techniques, even though I was the one fucking her mouth, letting the edge die away, before bringing it back again.

Erica fucked her for half an hour, then slowed. "That cunt looks like it's been fucked raw," she announced, "Time to try something different." She thrust forward again.

Kayla spit out my cock, and screamed "Noooooo!" and tried to get away, bucking and writhing on the bench.

"Oh yes, bitch, this tight little ass needs some attention!" She looked up at me, "Get that dick back in her mouth." As Kayla began suckling me, Erica spoke to her, "I told you we were going to relive your college days. Remember when I used to host those gangbangs for you? You'd look like that slut Gail did last night. All your holes filled, airtight, and two cocks in your greedy little hands!" she cackled then, "Too bad we've only got two cocks to defile your sweet, sexy body with." She kept it up for another 10 minutes, fucking Kayla's ass ruthlessly, as Kayla grunted around my prick.

She pulled out of Kayla's ass with an audible plop, then quickly untied her. Ms. Erica lay down on the floor, her Feeldoe sticking straight up. "I'm tired of doing all the work. Reverse cowgirl, bitch. Either you cum, or I do." Kayla began to gingerly lower herself down, when Erica sat up a bit, grabbed her by the shoulder and forced her down, filling her. Kayla let out another, grunted "Fucking bitch!," as she landed.

"Start fucking," Mistress Erica commanded, "You," she pointed at me as Kayla started bouncing up and down, "Feed her some more of that gorgeous cock."

Kayla gave me a blowjob, working me up again, as Mistress Erica began to sigh and moan. "That's it bitch, keep bouncing. Are you going to cum for me? You know you want to, Give it to me, give it to me soon, because ,,,you're going...to make me...CUM!" Ms. Erica yelled and bucked, grabbing hold of Kayla's shoulders once again and pulling her down, burying her cock to the hilt in her. Kayla just kept gobbling my knob, running her tongue around the head.

"She gives a great blow job, doesn't she, slave?

"Oh, fuck" I moaned "Yes, she does."

"Well, I did promise you one of you was going to get to cum, and since this cunt doesn't know a good thing when it's offered to her, you get the reward." Then she smiled, evilly, "Take your cock out of her mouth...and jack off all over her!" I hesitated. "Everything I say, David, or there will be consequences."

Part of me didn't want to do it. How could I defile my Mistress like that? I'd been worked up for over an hour, brought to the edge of orgasm again and again. My balls were churning and aching. I also remembered what Kayla had told me before we left - and the instructions I'd been given.

It took only five strokes, and I was moaning - a deep guttural growl - as ropes of cum began shooting out of my dick "That's it, cum for your real Mistress, Erica, cover that bitch in jizz!" Erica yelled as spurt after spurt landed on Kayla. She kept her mouth open the whole time, trying to catch as much of it on her tongue. I sank to my knees, spent, and as I went down, Kayla smiled and mouthed a silent "Thank you," to me, letting me know everything was still all right.

Mistress Erica pushed Kayla forward, onto her hands and knees. Then Ms. Erica was standing in front of me, the shiny, wet Feeldoe bobbing in front of my mouth. "Go ahead, baby," she said, as I opened up and began cleaning it, "That's it, get all that pussy slime off my cock." She turned her head to look over her shoulder and down at Kayla, "I always liked the way you looked covered in cum. I remember in college, how I'd have you make those walks of shame back to the dorm after we'd spent the night at one of the fraternities and you'd taken 5...10...15 loads of cum all over your sexy body. Cum covered Kayla."

She pushed my head away, then reached underneath herself and pulled the bulb of the dildo out of her pussy, presenting it to me to lick clean. "Tell, me David, whose pussy taste sweeter? Mine or Kayla's, hmm?" I just continued to lick, "That's okay, you don't need to answer that."

When the Feeldoe was clean, she left us there as she returned to the cabinets, and began gathering more equipment. "I am famished, "she announced, "So I'm going to go get myself something to eat. Don't worry, I'll get you guys something, too." She returned, her hands full of toys, "But let's make sure you're all secured."

She had me stand up. The vibrating butt plug was shoved back into my bottom, and a large ball gag was placed in my mouth. Then she pinched and sucked my nipples for a bit, making them hard, before she attached a pair of nipple clamps, making me wince. Next, she placed bondage mittens over my hands, and cuffed my wrists behind me. Last, she secured a spreader bar to my ankles, moving them about 3 feet apart.




The Long Weekend Ch. 04



Then she went to work on Kayla. My Mistress, now fellow submissive, knelt before me. Her nipple clamps were re-attached, as was her spreader bar, and her hands were cuffed behind her. Then, Ms. Erica bent her forward, and slowly worked a butt plug into her, and a bullet vibe into her pussy "Now, since you seemed to enjoy having that cock in your mouth, we're going to make sure it stays there. Swallow it sweetie!" I moaned as her wet, warm mouth enveloped my semi-hard dick and I felt it start to grow again. Ms, Erica took a wide belt, and secured it tightly around the back of Kayla's neck and then around my butt, making sure my prick would stay inside Kayla's mouth for however long we were going to be here. Then she completed her bondage by blindfolding both of us. "Now, don't you two go anywhere," she laughed. I heard her heels clicking out of the room. Then the room was filled with buzzing as my butt plug and the bullet vibe were turned on. Before long, our moans joined in with the buzzing.



The Long Weekend Ch. 05



The foyer was busy with people departing. I remembered that we needed to be out of the hotel in an hour. Tonight we would be staying at Helen's house. Helen was an old friend of Amy's who I liked but, living in Bristol, we didn't get to see very often. She was a little disappointed when she learned that we were not going to spend both evenings with her. We had arranged to meet for brunch in the city. Helen knew nothing about Ben, other than that he was the friend that we were seeing last night.

Ben arrived 5 minutes early. I waved to him and we walked to meet each other. Grinning, I held out my hand, which he shook.

"Hey," I said. "So glad that you could come over. Amy had a wonderful time last night!"

He looked embarrassed.

"So did I," he managed.

"Come on, this way."

We stood awkwardly waiting for the lift as people with suitcases squeezed in the opposite direction.

"We are meant to be out by 11," I said.

"OK, well its kind of you to fit me in."

"My pleasure," I said, pressing the button for our floor.

We left the lift and I led Ben to our room. I slid the bar coded key card though the lock and opened the door.

"After you, " I said and followed Ben in.

Amy was sat up in the bed with a sheet covering her legs. Her tits looked magnificent and she had clearly primed her nipples for Ben's entry.

"Back for more?" she asked Ben.

"Seeing what's on offer, yes." He lent over and began kissing her.

I felt bashed watching this. It began as a tender kiss but his right hand fell to her tit which he touched gently at first and then squeezed it more harshly. Amy made an encouraging noise.

They remained kissing while she rubbed his crotch and began undoing his belt. It was as if I was not there. It did not feel real.

Ben stood up and peeled off his tee-shirt. His body was in great shape and Amy cooed. Without hesitation he pulled off his trousers and boxer shorts. Amy tugged at his semi hard cock.

"My hero," she said to his penis, backing up across the bed to make room for Ben. 

Ben climbed onto the bed on his knees and Amy attacked his cock with her mouth. I felt my legs wobble. I staggered back and sat on the sofa, facing the bed, undoing my own trousers and pulling them down to my knees as I watched my wife.

Amy was laying back now so that Ben was fucking her mouth. Sometimes he held his cock deep in her mouth until she gagged but as soon as he withdrew Amy was desperate to take him again. 

The sound of his cock in her throat was magical. I began to wank and felt my pre-cum dribble over my fingers.

"God that's good!" Ben sighed, as I imagined the work Amy's tongue was going. "You are my best fuck!"

When Ben next withdrew his cock Amy bent her head and licked his balls. Gradually she slid her body underneath him until she was able to reach his arse with her tongue. She pulled down on the top of his legs so she could clean his arse with her mouth.

I tried not to touch my cock as I knew how easily I would cum now.

"God yes," breathed Ben in delight.

He let her lick his arse for about 10 minutes, sometimes sitting down hard on her face and sometimes thrusting backwards and forwards, sweeping his crack over her laid out tongue. Then he slid down her body, kissing her and pulling on her nipples with his teeth as he made his way to her soaking pussy. Amy spread her legs and wriggled up, directing Ben's head towards her goal. She looked over to me. Her face was flushed and her mouth hung open like a trapdoor.

First he gently kissed all around his target and then he pushed his face into her with great zeal. It all sounded very wet and Amy was soon panting and groaning. I saw her tense and quiver in climax at least twice before Ben climbed back on top of her. 

"Please fuck me," Amy begged him.

He kissed her and their tongues met like wrestlers. It looked incredibly sexy. Both of them had a layer of sweat over their bodies.

"Please fuck me," she begged again, more loudly as he rubbed her pussy with the tip of his cock.

She was gasping now and trying to reach it with her hand but he would not let her.

"Oh, please Ben, fuck me!" she implored.

For the first time Ben looked over at me. He was grinning. 

"Think she deserves it?" he asked me.

"She certainly wants it," I panted.

"Do you want it?" he asked her, playing with a nipple between his finger and thumb.

"I want it!" she screamed, loud enough for the entire floor to hear.

Ben laughed. "Sit up then."

Amy scrambled up on her knees, eager for whatever Ben wanted to do with her. Ben slid across to the centre of the bed, and, laying on his back, got Amy to straddle him so that she faced away from him and towards me. Then he slid her easily onto his cock. She sounded wet enough to slide onto a post box.

She began to ride him. He held her hips to stop her slipping off. The sight of her gleaming breasts swinging in time with his thrusts and the brief exhalation she gave each time she went down was the most wonderful sexual experience of my life. Amy looked totally shattered; on the point of passing out with some knock-out blow of ecstasy. If it been a boxing match it would have been stopped. But Amy had no intention of stopping. She couldn't lift her eyes, but with Ben's help she somehow kept lifting and dropping her body onto his cock. Her sighs become louder with each repetition and her head flopped. Ben's hands came round to her front and felt her tits. I watched the beautiful impression his fingers made into her soft flesh. I knew I was going to have to cum. 

Amy was clearly exhausted. She collapsed forward, her elbows on the bed.

"Please, don't stop," she whispered.

"You are my best fuck!" lauded Ben, pulling out of her and climbing to his knees, readying a doggie style entry.

I got to my feet and staggered over to the bed, trousers still around my ankles. I held my cock in front of my wife's drooping head. With an effort she lifted her face towards my cock. As soon as her lips touched me, I came. My cum splattered over her mouth, face and neck. I gave a huge sigh of relief, flinching several times and offloading over my wife. Amy then sucked at my penis.

When Ben slipped into her once more, Amy had to come off my cock in order to breathe. 

"My best fuck!" Ben almost shouted, slapping Amy's round arse and pounding her cunt with an impressive fury. 

Each thrust knocked the wind out of my wife but she managed to moan.

"Please, yes, please!"

Ben could not last for long. He pulled out and I watched his load spray over her back and into her hair. He collapsed beside her, the wrong way round on the bed. My cum slid slowly off her face. Ben pulled at the sheet and wiped her face clean and they kissed. We were all panting. I pulled off the rest of my clothes and climbed onto the bed, behind Amy, who was facing Ben.

"You are my best fuck!" he whispered.

She smiled and panted back, "You are mine!"

I wrapped myself around Amy, my body sliding on hers. I felt Ben's cum mix with her sweat, spread on my front. My face was in her hair, which had white blotches, like patches of snow on a ploughed field.

I slid my fingers up her thigh towards her ribs but, before I reached her shoulder, full of the greatest pleasure, I fell asleep.



The Long Weekend Ch. 06



The Picnic

"Mom, there's a deli over there. Let's get some hor d'ouvres for tonight and snacks for the week-end. Maybe we can also get a rotisserie chicken for a picnic today. Why don't you get what you think best and I'll walk to the wine store and get something for you. Jake and his dad will have beer for the weekend, but I know you like wine. Let's put our purchases in the truck and we can meet back up in 20 minutes or so." suggested Jr.

"Good idea, but I need to do something first. Can you unlock the truck for me." she asked. Grabbing her travel case off the floor of the cab, she searched through it pulled out a tube of lip gloss. This is all there is, but it will have to do. Facing the truck, she hiked up the front of her skirt and applied it like lipstick to the ravaged lips of her vagina. "Oh that's better, much better. Maggie certainly was rough on me down there." sighed Annie with relief.

"Thanks Jr. I'm it feels better now and I'm starved. Would you please get both red and white wine? Two or three bottles for tonight and the same for tomorrow lunch should be enough.' requested Annie. "Do you really like this outfit?' asked his mother as she stood demurely with her hands behind her back. Jr. slowly looked at her up and down. Not hidden by a loose sun dress, her curves were succulently accentuated. Without a bra the true size and full weight of her breasts could be seen by the stretch of the material and with no panty lines the contours of her ass and shapely legs were stunning. 

"Absolutely fabulous, mom! That is a great outfit. Dad is going to love it. You are going to drive men wild and make women jealous.' he quipped, but she felt he was right. It made her feel so good. She beamed with delight at the compliments.

Pulling the door of the truck toward them as a shield, Jr. turned his mother around to face the inside. Slipping his hands from her shoulders down to the front, he pried away the tight elastic material and with his large hands gripped her hanging breasts. After an initial squeeze and fondle, he pulled up the back of her skirt as he pushed her toward the truck. "Step up" was all he had to say. She placed her hands on the floorboards and her feet on the running board to keep her balance. He looked at the contours of her ass as he exposed himself. He dipped his knees, seized her by the hips and impaled himself in her wet sore cunt. She rocked back and forth as he buried himself in her. He nibbled at the flesh between her shoulder blades and licked down the center of her back as he ruthlessly stabbed the inflamed opening. 

"Don't cum in me, you know only Sr. can do that!" Annie pleaded, tightening the pressure on his cock.

"Mom, mom, mom." was all he could manage as he pulled out his hot semen jetted between the cleft of her ass. Collapsing on her back, he held her in place while the excessive amount of cum welled out of her. It left little trails to her knees and puddles on the ground as she felt his relief and her own satisfaction at taking care of her on. 

"Don't clean up until later." he directed as she pulled down her skirt and covered her breasts with the stretch top. "I told you that was a sexy outfit" he panted as he patted her on the ass. He watched her turn, the shoulders first then her breasts following a millisecond later, it was a moving sight. The cheeks of her ass seemed to wave good-bye as they disappeared in the mirages of the hot sun drenched parking lot. 

Reaching the deli, the cold AC caught her off guard. Her bare shoulders and naked arms broke out in goose bumps. As she bent over to pick up an empty basket she felt the cool air redirected off the tile floor straight up her skirt. She clenched her cum covered highs together as she shivered, everyone noticed. Going around the aisles she seemed to have attracted a following of older men, whose wives had sent them shopping. Picking up fresh organic fruit, tins of smoked oysters, a slab of smoked salmon, two boxes of biscuits, she was like a yacht leaving a wake behind her. Over to the refrigerated areas she selected four different cheeses, prosciutto and pate, as her nipples began to react to the even cooler temperature. As she moved to the prepared foods area she looked down to see her large nipples not being held in check at all by the thin stretchy fabric. Leaning forward at the counter for her number, the jersey material let her breasts move like the water in a plastic bag. The man beside her quickly reached across to take his number so he could sneak a longer look. "Number 34, Number 34" came the call. They all looked at her. 

"Actually I'm a 36" she stated. Yes you most definitely are, seemed to be the consensus.

A few minutes later, it was Annie's turn. 'Two lemon chickens to go please. Can you also put in napkins, knives, forks, salt and pepper?' Reaching up to take the purchase, her breasts rose and when they settled they had trapped some the material under their weight. It dragged the top down so more of her was on display and the material, being tucked under, gave more support. The resulting look was two grade A organic melons partially trapped inside a water balloon. Needing two hands to carry her basket, there was little she could do. 

At the checkout stand, the older female cashier gave her a bold look and asked, "You've been shopping at my younger sister's store, haven't you? Annie could see the sister had on a jersey skirt that stopped about mid thigh. When the clerk stepped away from the register to find the box that Annie requested, it slid up a few more inches. "I'm too old to wear the top in here, even though the boss likes it. He does let me wear the skirt though." she said sotto voce. Between putting the items the box that Annie requested, the cashier folded down the top of the skirt then hiked it up to expose three inches more of her legs. "This is really how the boss likes it, but I have to be sensitive to the female customers." she confided. "Can I get him to help you with your box?" she asked with a coy smile.

That would be great" Annie agreed as she absently mindedly ran her red finger nails up and down her cleavage.

'Cash one to Manager, carry out please." rang out over the PA. It brought, a pink faced middle aged man to the front. 

'I'm here, mom. Is this it?' he declared pointing at the box on the belt. 

"Yes it is Darrell, the cashier said to her mature son, 'She needs help with her box." she adding nodding toward Annie. 

Darrell looked at Annie, gulped and asked, 'Where to?' "Should I follow up or do you want to follow me?' asked Annie. 

Thinking quicker than his looks belied, he told her, "I'll follow you."

The cashier watched them head to the parking lot and with a wry smile, noticed the hem of sage green skirt getting higher on the woman walking in front. With both arms needed to carry the box, Darrell could not adjust his lengthening cock that was getting hung up in his underwear. Like his mother, Darrell saw Annie adjust her skirt upward, very nearly to the micro mini level. As they approached the truck, she folded the top of the skirt down so that it barely rested on her hips. Annie reached up to open the tailgate and in doing so the hem of the tube skirt raised to the middle of her butt. The cheeks of her naked ass were very much on display. 

Just then Jr. walked up with the half case of wine. He slid the wine into the bed of the truck, took the one from Darrell and secured both packages. Jr. saw Darrell looking embarrassed, "Mom, let him help you into the truck while I go around and get the AC fired up?' instructed Jr. protectively, as he slammed the tailgate shut. With no resistance, Annie moved to the passenger door and waited.

Moving to the side of the truck, Darrell reached up to unlock and open the door. "I find it easier, if you hold the door open then I slide up and in by holding onto your arm.' Annie stated. Darrell watched in silence as she mounted the running board. Her almost naked ass partially hiding what he could see was a red swollen pussy and he could smell it had been recently used. Turning around, Annie sat on the edge of seat and swung her left leg into the cab. Darrell was in awe as he saw her juicy shaved pussy only inches away, being presented to him. 

'Mom, give him this for tip, so we can get going.' Jr. urged while handing her a dollar. Taking the dollar from Jr., Annie offered it to Darrell by putting it on the seat between her legs. Her quivering swollen labia, shimmering with sparkles from the lip gloss, beckoned him, while the dried trails of cum showed him the way. Stunned, Darrell smiled and very very slowly took the dollar. Annie closed her legs and he closed the door. Rolling down her window, she called out "Say hello to your Aunt Maggie for us.' as Darrell looked at the sparkles on his fingers.

Aiming for a destination of a roadside park about 30 minutes from the shopping center, the traffic was as light as the conversation. The time went by very quickly. Although the parking lot was half empty, many of the tables were taken. They spied one not too far from the parking space, on the main path. It was in the midst of small group of seniors traveling together. Looking around they did not see anything better open or coming available, so while Annie waited, Jr. went to the truck to get lunch. Although, Annie had asked Jr. if she could lengthen her skirt down, he had said no. She felt very much on display standing there in her recently shortened new outfit, but had no choice. Back with the chicken, Jr. led the way to the table. With his mom walking behind him, Jr. noticed the heads of the other picnickers, turning to see her jiggling jugs and swaying hips. Trying to sit modestly on the wooden bench, meant sitting sideways. "Mom, you can't eat like that you'll make a mess. Why not swing you legs over and sit properly.' suggested Jr. knowing that to do so she would have to show herself. 

"Can't I just sit at the end." she pleaded. Feeling lenient, Jr. acquiesced and Annie moved to the end while Jr. sat across from her. Annie felt a little relief as she placed a napkin on her lap but when she went to tuck one into her top, Jr. shook his head no. Getting up and going around to his mother's side, Jr. offered to help. 

"If I fold your top over like this, you won't be as likely to stain it." Jr. described as he folded the hem under a couple of inches, allowing him to stroke her nipples at the same time. Sitting back down, they ate their meal while being aware that Annie was under scrutiny. The men liked what they saw, the woman, pointed subtly and whispered amongst themselves about the couple in their midst.

Eating the chicken with their fingers, Jr. began playing footsie with his mother. He started by getting her to uncross her ankles, then ran his foot higher to get her calves and then knees apart. Annie offered little resistance but could not meet his gaze. Taking her napkin to wipe her chin revealed to the people at the other table a deep glittering shadow under her skirt. The lip balm had run from the heat and carried the sparkles down her upper thighs. She was replacing her napkin, when Jr. stopped her hand, indicating she leave it on the table. Her arm stiffened but she knew she had to. They ate, continued their conversation and talked about Sr. being away. When Annie did look up she saw one much older man, privately rubbing his crotch under the table, while his companion a woman about her own age, sought to make eye contact. The woman picked up a big tomato from her lunch plate, cut a V out of it and brought it to her mouth. Never losing eye contact, she began licking the juice and seeds seductively out of the tomato. Her long tongue worked its magic and soon her chin was covered with juice which was then dripping onto her plate. Jr. looked over his shoulder to see what his mother was looking so intently at. What he saw was more than a cliché. He saw two people staring at his mom. Annie and Jr. both saw the woman's hand reach under the table and pull aside her shorts. Although it was dark under the table, they thought she saw a hairy bush being fingered. The woman, licked the tomato vigorously while Jr. slid his plate across the table and moved to sit beside his mother. Giving the couple a better view of Annie, Jr. leaned over and whispered. 'Mother, let them see what they want then take me out.'

With both couples looking at each other, Annie pulled the center hem of her skirt up under her napkin and into the waist band, fully disclosing her previously veiled secret. At the same time trying to disguise her movements, she slipped her right hand under the table to find that Jr. had already unbuttoned his jeans. Drawing his huge heavy tool out of his pants, Annie watched the faces of the other couple as they stared in shock at the display. The other man responded by reaching over directing his companions hand to his crotch. He looked around, unzipped himself and took out a very small penis. The woman began the very short strokes it took to service him. With a nudge from Jr.'s elbow, Annie peeled the right side of her top down to reveal her large areola and upright nipple. Cupping it with her hand she stroked it in time to the other woman stroking her man. They were both staring at Annie, the man at her wet open pussy and the woman at her rampant nipple. Annie averted her eyes to try and reduce the pressure she was feeling from their stares. She did not stop her stroking of either her nipple or Jr.'s firm cock. Jr. wasn't yet fully hard so as she stroked it, it continue to grow to the wonder of the other couple. The woman, put down her tomato, and lowered her hand to her shorts. Pulling the aside the leg of her shorts even more, she appeared to bury her fingers in her dark bush and begin thrusting. She changed the focus of her stare to Annie's beet red cunt lips and licked her lips demonstrating to Annie what she would do with them. The older man shuddered as her stroking delivered a weak orgasm. She immediately, with two hands, doubled up the efforts on her own building need. Annie simply sat with her legs open, her exposed nipple erect, her hand working the length of Jr.'s cock. She loved it when he came for her, came in her or came on her. She loved it anyway. Licking the palm of her hand, she renewed her efforts and was rewarded with a blast of cum that left a trail on the grass under the table. She continued to stroke as the seminal fluid kept coming. As it lessened, she gathered the last drops in her palm, painted her pussy with it and then licked her hand clean. The woman across the way convulsed and slumped to the table. Her companion paternally gripped her shoulder and held her tight.

'I think we're finished here and we should get going." Jr. suggested as he buttoned up his jeans. Annie slipped her top back up, untucked her skirt from the waistband and grabbed a closed her legs. Grabbing a last bite of chicken, she and Jr. began packing up. Leaning over the table one last time to capture an errant napkin, she felt the older man continuing to stare at her. 

He called out "The group of us are on a mini bus tour of the lake area for the week-end. Have a great week-end you two and thanks."

'Don't worry mom, we'll don't know anybody around here and we'll never see them again." Jr. reassured her. 'You look fabulous, no wonder they were both attracted to you. I know you secretly like it when people look at you but, we will have to be careful when Jake's dad is around. I hear he is a bit old school and conservative.' advised Jr. as they walked the truck. 'I gotta make a pee before we hit the road, how about you?' said Jr. with a bit of urgency in his voice. 

"Good idea, then can we get going. I feel a bit anxious out here with people looking at me the way they are." Annie confessed. 

Taking her hand they walked together to the toilet areas. "Wait here Jr. while if see if it's OK." Annie requested. She heard him agree as she stepped inside. Checking to be sure all the stalls were empty, she called out "Its OK, I'll see you at the truck." After relieving herself she went to the sink to wash her hands. Pushing down on the only tap, a gush of cool water ran out. Coating her hands with soap she washed them thoroughly and dabbed her forehead. Leaning forward to look at herself in the mirror, she saw the woman from the table across theirs come in. She walked straight to Annie and came up behind her. She put one hand on Annie's back, ran it down under the waist band of her skirt, caressed her ass then continued sliding it around to grope her bald aching labia. "You saw that my dad likes mine bushy, but I love eating shaved pussy." she whispered in Annie's ear as her fingers pulled her labia apart. Putting her foot inside Annie's foot, she forced her to spread her leg out. Annie gripped the sink with both hands to keep her balance. "This is the hand I used.' the woman said as she slid it under Annie's nose. It had a distinct aroma of musk, special to a woman who had just cum. Running it over Annie's lips, she traced a line to her chin, down her neck, over her shoulder to the too of her skirt at the back. She lingered for a moment but did not stop, the finger continued down under the waist band, through the crevasse of her ass, anointed her rose bud and slid further down until she plunged it into Annie yielding cunt. Forcing herself closer to Annie, the woman ground her pelvic region into Annie's hip as she rubbed her clit and finger-fucked her. Annie eyes were closed tight as she enjoyed what was happening. So different from a man, she thought.

'Mom, Mom where are you? Are you OK? We gotta go." came Jr.'s voice echoing through the concrete room. 

"I know you are almost there. Let me finish you. I want to." the woman urged as she worked her fingers into Annie. 

"Want to stay. Want to finish. Can't stay. Can't finish. Got to go." Annie gasped as she made for the door.

The Long Weekend CH 7 by beachsf1©

The Last Few Miles

Settling into the truck, Annie was undecided whether or not to tell Jr. about what happened. He already knew her secrets, but she felt she needed a few very private ones. He knew that she felt vulnerable and craved protection. He knew that she was normally conservative until pushed to the tipping point. He knew that once she reached that point she really loved being kept in heightened state of arousal. He knew that she was a closet exhibitionist and the he loved showing her off. He knew she loved his cock. He didn't know she enjoyed Maggie's tongue so much or that some strange woman's fingers had reawakened a forgotten feeling in her. Annie let it be.

Looking at the hand drawn map, Annie found they had about 40 miles before they exited the highway. She pulled out her travel case and touched up her make-up. "Mom, I want to reiterate about Jake's dad.' He said to get her attention. Continuing, he went on, 'I loved it back there when you let that couple see you giving me a hand job. I know that Jake will try to be all over you, but we have to be careful of his dad. I've only met him a couple of times and he can be intimidating and I don't want him to know about us. His mother is also big in the church. I would like you to be a little conservative at the beginning. His dad is quite a successful contractor who is a self made man. His name is Brice, Brice Lumley. But every body calls him BULL. He's Welsh, with real coal miner look. Short, big chest, big arms, built like a fire-plug. I think he got the nick name from his playing rugby at school. Anyway, since Jake's mom is involved with the church, we will have to start slow and play it by ear. It's OK for him to look if it is just the two of you, but when we are all together no shenanigans. 

'Of course, that's what I want to. I'll do what's best for all of us at the time.' Annie confirmed, then continued, 'You know you're a lot like your dad. You already he likes looking at me but did you know he likes other people to look as well. He hides if from you, just like you hide it from him. When you were in your room, did you know he made me play with myself while he decided about the weekend?" 




The Long Weekend Ch. 06



I woke alone on the bed. The room smelt of sweat and sex, heated by the sunshine that drove through the windows. Behind me I could hear the shower running. I still felt as high as if I had taken the best drugs ever. 

The digital clock on the bedside table showed 11.50. We should have been out of the hotel by now. I supposed that Ben must have left while I slept so I went to join Amy in the shower.

When I opened the door a wall of steam clouded out. The shower must have been running for an age. And Amy was not alone. She and Ben were pieced together, kissing in the warm water. I stepped into the bathroom and shut the door behind me to keep the steam in. It was amazingly sexy. They broke off from their kiss and smiled at me. I smiled back.

"Good morning sleeping beauty," said Amy, sliding her hand down Ben's chest to gently hold his limp cock. "How are you?"

Despite what had just happened it was disconcerting to be stood naked with Ben and my wife in a shower room.

"You coming in?" asked Ben, making to get out and holding the bottle of shower gel for me.

Again the maze of emotions twisted around my brain. This image in front of me was a fantasy come true and opened up floods of pleasurable endorphins inside my brain but at the same time a terror crept through me. Was Amy falling in love with Ben? She had never been so into me during sex, even at the beginning of our relationship when we had been crazy about one another. It seemed as if she couldn't get enough of him. The thought of losing her felt like bullets hitting me.

"No, no, you carry on," I said, aware of the dried up cum on my chest.

I took the shower gel from Ben and squeezed it around Amy's neck like a necklace. Ben and I watched it melt and run over her breasts.

"Don't waste it." I told Ben.

He nodded and cupped Amy's tits, working a lather over them. While he did so I squeezed more over his shoulders so Amy had an excuse to run her hands over his muscly arms and chest.

From outside somewhere I heard a muffled knocking. Probably a cleaner's trolley hitting the corridor wall I thought, watching Amy kiss her lover while she felt his arse.

The knocking sounded again, louder.

"Oh god, that's us!" I said. I grabbed a towel and stepped out. A youthful girl in a cleaner's uniform was letting herself in. I struggled to wrap the towel around me and twisted to shut the door to the bathroom.

"I'm sorry," the young woman said in an eastern European accent and looking at the flakes of dried cum on my chest, "I'm going to have to tell the manager. Check out was over 2 hours ago."

"No," I said. "Only an hour. Please, can you give us 10 minutes?"

"I'm sorry," She looked neither embarrassed or sorry. "Check out is at 10. It is now..." she raised her wrist so that I could see her watch, "Twelve- O- Six."

"In the afternoon" she added when I said nothing. "Okay, I'm sorry. I'll go and see the manager and sort this out."

I pulled on some clothes, found my wallet and took the lift down to the foyer.

The manager looked about 16.

I explained that I had thought check out was at 11 and offered to pay for the extra 2 hours.

She pointed to various places around the room displaying the checkout time and on the agreement I had signed when we had arrived.

"We don't let the rooms by the hour. I will have to charge you for another night, sir."

"How much?" I asked, annoyed.

She patted away at a keyboard and looked at a screen. "Normally it would be £120 but if you are prepared not to have your room cleaned I will move some bookings around and charge you only £100." 

"But we are not going to use the room," I sighed, resigned and getting out my card.

"Its ok, we have your bank details sir, but if you could just sign here."

I did as I was asked and returned to the lift. At least we could leave the car another few hours -- but it was a very expensive car park.

When I got back to the room Amy and Ben were getting dressed. At least Ben was. Amy was packing our case but was wearing nothing above her jeans. I told them what had happened. 

"This was my fault, let me pay," Ben said immediately, taking out his wallet.

"No," both Amy and I objected.

Amy walked over to him and took his wallet out of his hands and spun it to the floor where several cards spayed out. Amy took Ben's hands and put them on her breasts.

"This is our treat," she told him.

"Yes," I agreed, boiling a kettle as there was no longer the rush to leave.

"You're both very kind," smiled Ben, feeling my wife's tits with both hands.

"It's no more than you deserve," Amy told him, leaning back and pushing her chest forward.

Amy chose to continue to float around the room half naked while we packed and made ready to meet with Helen. This I found both delightful and disturbing. The night had taken us much further forward than I would have believed possible, even in my fantasies, but part of me was frightened at the extent to which Amy had been taken with Ben. And taken by Ben. I was looking forward to having her back to myself tonight. After so little sleep I was worried we were not going to be much company for Helen, but right now all I really wanted to do was get into a clean, soft bed with Amy and fall asleep.

When we were packed and Amy had finally dressed, I took the case down to the car and arranged to meet the two lovers outside the front of the hotel. 

They were kissing again when I found them. Ben and I shook hands.

"You'll have to come up to Leeds and visit us," I told him.

"I'd like that very much," said Ben, glancing at Amy. "Thanks for everything Pete, you've been really kind."

"Its been my pleasure," I assured him.



The Long Weekend Ch. 06



"Wow, like father like son." Jr. declared with a look of wonder in his eyes. 

She was still excited from the encounter in the park, but Jr. had offered no release. He had his release she thought, what about hers she was thinking when she heard Jr. say, "Mom, why not take the edge off before we get there. 

"At last." she murmured silently as she turned to Jr. 

"How do you want me to do it?' she responded quickly. 

"How do you want to do it?' he replied. 

'I don't care, I just need to cum.' she said urgently. 

"Lean back against the door and masturbate for me." came the necessary direction from her son.

Contrary to the safe driving laws in that State, his mother made sure the door was locked and then undid her seatbelt. Grabbing the cotton blanket, she put it on the seat, sat on it then swiveled around to lean against the door. Slipping down the seat she put stretched her left leg along the bench seat to Jr. and her right foot over to the top of the dash. Jr. saw a few sparkles on her thighs remaining from the lip balm. Jr. got into the slow lane, put on the cruise control so he could watch the show. Driving with one hand he began to caress her left toes and foot. Lifting her hips she rolled up the skirt so it formed a belt. She flexed her shoulder blades so she could pull down her top and pushed it to meet the skirt. She was now naked except for a swath of sage green across her tummy. 

She began by playing with her nipples. She always found that to be the best. Lightly caressing the nipples, slowing drawing tantalizing circles over the areola, she closed her eyes. Images of Jr. came flooding into her mind. The time of camping trip when she he was watching take a shower. The times at home when she had seen his erection as she had been serving him breakfast. The times at night when they watched TV and he stroked her legs. Delicious.

"Wait, mom I got something for you.', Jr. interrupted, reaching into his pocket. He pulled out a long blue cord, the kind you use to hold reading glasses on. 'Try this, I got it on the way to the wine store.' he said as he handed it to her. Opening her eyes and taking the cord, his mother was unsure what he meant. She saw nervously that each end had a loop that could be cinched closed. "Get each nipple erect, then put one end on each." Jr. instructed. Oh my, thought Annie, this is different, not sure I'll like this.

She laid the cord on her stomach and went back to stimulating her nipples. She rolled her head back and forth as she massaged her aching nubs. They responded by getting thicker and longer. They were to a point where she could grasp them with her fingers and pull. Pulling toward the ceiling of the cab, the elongated nipples supported the weight of her large breasts which hung like milky sacs. Letting go her breasts, they fell back. Taking the cord she slipped the tight rubber rings over one nipple and slid it down to the base, she pulled it tight, trapping the blood. Trying to fit the cord around her neck, Jr. said. "No, mom just let it hang down and put the other end on." Jr. groaned as he saw her slip the other end on her one inch long nipple, tighten it up with the cord hanging down in a loop that reached down to rest on her clitoris.

Annie went back to stoking her nipples, as she began to realize the exquisite ache being created by the tight rings. There was a sharp increase to the sensitiveness as her nipples as she began to climb the stairway to an orgasm. She loved this feeling. She wanted it to last and wanted it to end at the same time. She clenched her jaw and sucked in her breath as she went to the next level. She released her nipples and slid her hands down her abdomen so that her fingers contacted the wetness of her demanding pussy. She hefted her left leg up to the top of the seat, displaying herself fully to Jr. Scooping up some her juices, she coated her thighs and her outer lips with a slick glaze of desire. She fingered the outside of her cunt, feeling the orgasm building. She looked over her trussed breasts and saw her clit poking up, asking to be stroked. She took two fingers, surrounded the root of her need and worked them back and forth. Her thumb caught in the cord connected to her nipples and she found that that every time she pushed downward on her vagina, she pulled down on her now dark red nipples. 

Over come with lust, she increased the forceful rubbing of her gaping labia as her other fingers sought to enter the oozing cave. Jr. could barely take his eyes off the sight. This is better than I ever thought it would be he remarked quietly as he saw her put three fingers in. The sounds of her plunging fingers was deafening, the smell intoxicating. Jr. knew what he had to do. As his mother raised her hips to drive through her orgasm, Jr. grabbed the nipple cord and pulled hard.

'Uh, Uh, Uh............oooooowwwwww.' Annie screamed, entering one of her most intense orgasms. Supported only by her feet and shoulders, with her thrusting hips about a foot off the seat, her labia contracted then exploded open as she squirted a stream of release onto Jr. 

She slumped down and was quietly whimpering, thank you, thank you, thank you, when she heard Jr say, 'Damn mom, that was wild!' She lay there for the next ten miles while Jr. returned to watching the road. 

Finally rousing herself, she went to the glove box and took out some more wet wipes. She cleaned herself off, brushed down the seat and wiped off Jr. jeans and arms. "That was unbelievable, your dad is a great lover, the time with you, Jake and Randy was super sexy, but I've never cum like that." she said with a weakness to her voice. 

"Do you mind if I keep this? Jr. asked as he reached for the nipple cord. "We can't let Jake's dad see it." Massaging her sore tits, she eased the strap off her nipples and watched Jr. put it in his pocket for safe keeping.

Annie pulled off her ribbed jersey outfit, smoothed it out and folded it. She found the bra she had taken off earlier and cradled her flushed swollen breasts in the soft cups. She found her sundress, slipped it on and did most of the buttons up. She looked for her thong, but then remembered that Maggie did not give it back. Oh well, with this dress on, it will be ok. 

'Almost there.', Jr. declared as he slowed to turn off the highway. "About another ten minutes or so.", he stated thinking about the route on the rough country roads he would be taking. "Good, just time to do my makeup and hair.' his mother replied. Finally turning onto a private lake side road, they continued to the end. "I think this is it. That is Jake's Jeep on the gravel drive' Jr. said as he pointed ahead to the left.

The tires crunched over the gravel as they pulled up beside the Jeep. Annie and Jr. looked in amazement at a three story summer home built into the hill on the left. On the right the grass area had a path leading downhill to a dense bush of trees and likely ultimately the lake. Wow, this was a treat. Jr. tapped the horn and his mom got out of the truck to stretch her legs. The sound broke the silence and brought Jake and dad, looking sweaty from hard work, from around the back of the house. Jake saw Annie and with full smile said, 'Hi Jake, Hi Mrs. Sullivan.' Annie was taken aback by the discrepancy in size, Jake as about 6'4" and his dad was only an inch or so taller than herself. From his features, Annie thought he was likely about 38, six years younger than herself.

Mr. Lumley called out in Welsh accent, 'Hey Jake, glad you could make. So glad you decided to come as well Mrs. Sullivan. Nice to meet you. I'm Bull, err...sorry I'm Brice Lumley but everybody either calls ne BL, sometimes BS, but normally Bull.' He exuded confidence and with no apology continued. 'You can see that Jake didn't get his height from me, his mother my wife Barbara's whole family is tall, musta got it from her side. Lucky he did I guess.' 

She liked him immediately and replied, 'Please call me Annie, what a charming place you have here, it's seems magical.' She continued to look at Brice and saw Jake was right. Under his clothing she could see a barrel chest and muscular thighs. 'Sorry about being late, we stopped in Clarksville on the way to buy a few things then had a picnic at some rest stop.'

'Don't fret missus, we are somewhat on cottage time here.' he said with a lilt to his voice. Stepping up onto the bumper of the truck to see in the bed, he called out 'Boys, grab all the gear. You'll be down stairs, put the groceries and wine in the kitchen, and I'll take Annie's bag upstairs, give her the cooks tour and we'll meet out back in 10 minutes.

Grabbing her travel case from the cab of the truck Annie walked up the flagstone walk to the entry at the lower level. She entered into a large area with a pool table and dart board. On the far wall was a large wooded X frame with hooks and straps. In front of it was a bench and beside that a bar suspended from the ceiling and another bar lying on the floor secured with loose chains. "Must be for weight training? she naively asked Brice. 

'Well let's just say its for working out.' he commented. Over there are two bedrooms, each of which will accommodate four, but they all have to share this bathroom here. Barbara thinks it will be great for holiday get togethers. I hope so.' Bull laughed before directing her straight up the stairs to the main area. There Annie saw a large living room a dining area with a refectory table to seat 10, a long galley kitchen with a family room at the back. "Voila, the heart of house. And...there's a powder room off the family room next the door to the back garden where there is the hot tub and BBQ area.' Brice recited like a real tour guide. "Up one more flight Annie, your room will be on the left. Bull easily carried the large bag and kept a measured distance behind Annie so he could watch her graceful ass roll from side to side as she climbed the stairs. At the top of the stairs was a large alcove, a mirror on one side, a pull out sofa on the far wall and on the ceiling there was large bank of lights, almost like a movie set. 

"This must be a great place to read a book on a rainy day.' she exclaimed. 

"Oh, it's quite a versatile area, Mrs. Sullivan, the door on your left please.' Brice directed. Annie entered closely followed by Brice. Brice swung the bag onto a small table against the wall. Sweeping his arms around he proclaimed, 'The bathroom is over there, hope you don't mind it's a jack and jill layout. That means it is shared with our bedroom on the other side of the hall. Just knock before you enter. The closet is there. Although, it might not be big enough for everything you brought.' he chortled. The French doors at the end of the room there, leads to a balcony that goes all around the third floor. You can follow the sun to tan yourself, with no houses on either side it's very private." He said in a most interesting way. 

'I'll just tidy up a bit, you unpack, look around. You don't look like a beer drinker, so I'll open a bottle of white wine and leave it on the kitchen counter for you. Find a glass, pour yourself a drink or two and make yourself at home. The boys and I will likely work outback cleaning some branches until dark, then have a beer, then we'll throw some steaks on the BBQ.' he said almost without taking a breath. Annie was agog at the whirlwind when he left the bedroom and crossed the hall into the master suite.

She opened her bag, hung her clothes up, put other articles in the drawers, then decided to look around. Going to the bathroom she was startled when she saw how big and spacious it was. A corner shower sized for 2 or 3 people with no walls or curtains, just a rain head and a floor drain. Centered on the back wall was a large soaking tub in front of window framing a tree canopy view. A long double vanity ran along the near wall and in its wrap around mirrors you could see the whole space. On the other side of the tub both a bidet and a toilet. She walked through the room, trailing her hands over the smooth finishes. This is real nice, she thought, real nice. 

Opening the door on the other side, she poked her head into the master suite. It was essentially the same as the room she had, although on the one wall was a curtain that seemed to hide a window, yet it was an internal wall. She carefully walked into the room and looked at it's yet to be moved in state. Brice had laid out a couple for suitcases for unpacking. Obviously he had been making trips up to the cottage and was bringing personal items each time. Looking down at one case, she saw what she could only think was a black corset with red ribbons. Surprised, she touched the item and felt the stiffness of the supports. 'This is interesting, it must be his wife's case, she surmises. Lifting it up and holding it to herself, she saw that it was too large for her. She must be a big woman to wear this properly Annie deduced. What lay under the corset, was what really shocked her. Lying there was black strap on dildo that was larger than her toy or Randy's cock. Her eyes were drawn to its length but more to its girth. Like the shifter in the car, it had to be two or three inches in diameter. She reached out and touched it. Like an electric shock, she pulled her hand back as she felt it firmness. She was intrigued by its power so she touched it again and grasping it in her small hand she took it out. She hadn't felt like this since her days at the all girl boarding school that her parents had sent her to. She also hadn't worn one since then. Looking around nervously, she undid the bottom buttons of her sundress, slipped off her thong and stepped into the harness. Adjusting the straps, she felt the familiar feel of leather between her buttocks as the base of cool plastic snugged against her vagina. Creeping silently into the bathroom, she undid the rest of her dress and dropped it to the floor. She looked at the gigantic dildo obscenely sticking out. Turning sideways to the mirror, she took her two hands, and like she had see Jr. do, she began to stroke the long truncheon. It looked wickedly powerful. Taking some lotion from a bottle on the counter, she smoothed it over the rippling length. She grasped it as tight as she could, she stroked furiously up and down. Thrusting her hips, she thought of the girls at school and what Randy would do. 'Show me your pussy, finger it, put your tongue on my cock, lick me, suck my cock!' she spat out. Oh this feels so good. "Open your mouth, come closer, stick out your tongue, catch my cum.' she wailed as she fisted her virtual cock and pretend to cum on the face of a lover. 

Jake could not believe what he was seeing. Up in the tree branches trying to clear a snag, he has seen the light go on in the bathroom and turned his head to see his mother pretending to masturbate with the biggest dildo he had ever seen. Oh my god, he thought as she turned to lean on the vanity and pull on the black cock with both hands. With what appeared to be practiced ease she unhooked the phallus, and turning it around, rubbed the head against her leather encased vagina. She contorted her face as she ran it up and down the length of her lips, getting its smooth ebony head slippery and wet. Then lining it up with her gash, she wiggled it past the outer lips and began a slow rhythmic penetration. When she could take no more she withdrew, before plunging it in again and again. Her knees splayed, she squatted and worked the rod deeply into her cunt. 

"Jake., what the hell is taking you so long?', Jr. called out as Jake witnessed Mrs. Sullivan slump to the floor with her red vaginal lips wrapped around the black monster.



The Long Weekend Ch. 07-09



Friday Night

Recovering from third orgasm of the day, Annie found herself on the tile floor of the shared bathroom. Embarrassed and nervous she might be seen, she quickly took off the harness, lovingly washed and dried the delightfully fat toy and stealthy put it back and replaced the corset on top.

Picking up her dress on the way back through to her room, she put on a thong, changed into the red team shorts and light cotton pull over. She went back to the bathroom, splashed some water on her face and fixed her makeup and hair. Slipping on some flip flops she went down stairs. Marveling at the surroundings she found herself, she poured a glass of wine and walked to the French doors off the family room. She saw three two sweating men on the ground, looking up at Jake in a tree outside the bathroom window, lowering the lopped off branches to the ground.

"Feeling better, Mom? Jr. called out. 

"So much better thanks, Jr." she called back and then aked, "Brice, it's so beautiful here, do you mind if I go down to the lake?"

"Not at all. Just go around the cottage here but just mind the dock is a bit wobbly, I've not secured it yet. That's a job for tomorrow. Enjoy yourself, we've got another half hour here before we are done. Right boys?' cajoled Brice heartily. Annie stepped through the door and walked down toward the lake. Three pair of eyes surreptitiously followed the round cheeks in the red shorts.

The transition from the landscaped area, gave way to culled trees, then to unkept brush and then opening in front of her, was the vista of the lake. Her path crossed a noisy stream via a little bridge. The lake side had a small clearing with a couple of chaise lounges next to a shed for canoes. Running parallel with the lake was a small wooden deck area to which was connected a dock that was undulating from the waves. The water looked cold and uninviting but the small sandy place to get in and out would probably be great later in the summer.

She pulled a chaise to the fixed deck and sat down to sip her wine and drink in the view. A canoe, which a young couple paddled awkwardly, silently glided by close to shore. They smiled and waved. Annie, with a very contented look on her face, waved back. Scanning the shoreline she saw a cottage to her right a couple of hundred yards away and on her left, sort of across the lake, she saw a small assemblage of buildings behind a stand of trees. Very private she thought, as she relaxed after a demanding day. 

"Now that were finished, I'll go down to the lake and get your mom." offered Jake 'Do you want to come Jr.?" he asked hoping against hope the answer would be no.

"Hum...no, I'll help dad put the tools away and grab a beer and a shower. See you back here." Jr. said, knowing Jake's intention. Jr. knew that Jake lusted after his mother. He could see when ever they were together, Jake would be staring at either her tits or her crotch. With that, Jake took off at a trot down the gravel path. The gravel gave way to dirt and then grass so Annie did not hear him coming. 

Almost upon her Jake called out, 'Great view isn't it Mrs. Sullivan. It's even better with you in it.' That was a hot day of work." he stated as he peeled off his clothes. Running to then jumping off the dock, he screamed in shock as his pierced the icy cold water. A quick dunk under, a few rubs up and down his arms to ease the sting, he stood up. Annie marveled at the sight of his tight ass and rounded cheeks. When he turned around to face Jr.'s mother, she saw the cold water had done its cruel trick. He climbed back onto the dock and ran to the boat shed to get an old towel. Drying his hair, he put the towel over his shoulders and walked over to Annie's chair stopping only when his wrinkly cock was almost in her face. He didn't say anything, he wanted her to see it and just stood right next to her. His penis responded to her intense gaze as it grew and surged until it was almost horizontal. 

'We don't have much time, so watch me Mrs. Sullivan.' he told her as he grabbed his cock and began to stroke. Turning sideways so she could marvel at its size, he began to recite, 'Show me your pussy, finger it, put your tongue on my cock, lick me, suck my cock! Open your mouth, come closer, stick out your tongue, catch my cum.' he cried out as a jet of cum landed on the ground and splashed on her toes. He kept milking until no more came. 

Aghast, Annie pleaded, "You saw me, didn't you?' With a smile and a wink, but no reply, he finished drying himself before putting on his clothes.

'Time to go, time for cocktails, the other two are waiting' Jake said.

Walking back up the path, Annie dipped her toe into the cold water of the stream to wash off Jake's sticky cum. Watching him walk on ahead, she thought about his lanky frame. No, she thought, I like them shorter rather than taller. Reaching the house, she went to her room and put on some thin light leggings that ran from her ankles to just below her knees. The air had become a little chilly and she did not want to catch a cold. She returned down stairs and, in the empty kitchen, poured herself another wine. Before she even had a chance to take a sip, Jr. came up from down stairs and Brice came down from upstairs. Taking charge, Bull opened two chilled beers, gave one to Jr. and clinked glasses. "Iechyd da, as my father would say, to our health.' Bull saluted, gave Annie a wink and downed half his beer in one gulp. "So what do you think of the place?' he asked looking at Annie.

'Fabulous, you are so lucky,' she answered, then continued, "We got some snacks on the way up, let me fix them for us to nibble on before dinner. You big strong men, must be famished.' Bending over the fridge, where Jr. and Jake had put everything, the tight red shorts, stretched taut across her bum, the naked thighs above the leggings, presented quite a view. Jr. and Brice were impressed with the display. Brice also liked the display of the various plates set out on the counter. Looking at the delicacies in front of him, Brice dove straight for the smoked oysters. Capturing Annie's gaze, he picked two up slippery earthy delicacies with his fingers, put them lustily on his outstretched tongue, curled the quivering hard tip over and savored the flavor before swallowing. 

'My favorite, I can eat those tasty morsels like that for hours' he said. I bet you could, thought Annie. The more time she spent with him, the more she liked his passion for life. She looked at him, only slightly taller than herself, it might be a good fit, she thought.

'Well, if we are going to be lucky enough to eat, I better get the grill going. Want to keep me company on the back patio?' Bull inquired as he made his way to the fridge to get the steaks. He saw Annie look at her son and her son, nod his approval. "Why don't you come to Jr., I expect Jake is still making himself pretty for tonight. He told me you two were going out on the town, or should I say the village.' he chuckled. 'Come on out Jr. and tell your mother and me how your college swim team is doing, while I do the cooking.' he cajoled.

The three of them stood around the BBQ while Brice marinated, grilled, turned and then presented seven perfect steaks. The boys tore into theirs, wolfing them down, while the two adults took their time and enjoyed the tastes and the wine of a simple meal. 

'Jake, can please take away the dishes and load them in the dishwasher before you two head out. Put the other steaks in the fridge and we will make sandwiches out of them tomorrow.' Bull said sensing the boys were getting fidgety. "Don't be late we have a big day tomorrow and don't drive if you drink. Call me on my mobile or take a taxi if you can find one out here." Brice said in his best fatherly voice.

After the boys left, the two adults talked about this and that. Annie talked about Sr. and Brice talked how he met Barbara his wife, and about her involvement with the church. After they had exhausted most of the conversation, Brice looked at his watch and suggested, "How about a hot-tub before turning in. I know that my old muscles could use it.' 

"I'm not sure Brice, how would it look to the boys if they came home?' she questioned. 

"If they were here I am sure they would join us. They are only pretending to be fit to try and impress me. Besides, I promise nothing will happen. I got a suit hanging up outside, you go up and put yours on, while I take the cover off and get it fired up. I know that Sr. and Jr. would not mind, you had a long drive today.' Bull persisted.

Annie somewhat reluctantly nodded her approval and went up stairs. She changed into her lime green one-piece suit. Although it was cut high on the hips and low on the top, it was the most modest one she had. No so modest since Sr. had her cut the lining out. Covering herself with her robe she came down and went outside into the chill air. The steam rose from the tank and Annie could see that Brice had brought out their wine glasses along with what remained in the bottle. In his long board shorts, he looked like quite the hunk. He stepped in, sat down and waved her to come in. She dropped her robe and put it a chair. Brice sucked in his breath as he saw her large breasts trying to be restrained but fighting a losing battle where the nipples were concerned. As she stepped up the fiberglass steps, the camel toe wedged into her vagina revealed swollen lips topped by a dominant clit. Brice took it all in. She slowly settled into the hot foam and eased back against the side. Keeping her distance from Brice, she sat across from him.

"Here's your glass, Mrs. Sullivan.' he toasted as he handed her a full glass of red wine. Brice was true to his word, he only moved around until the jets found his sore parts and then luxuriated in the pulsing jets. He opened his eyes only when he heard Annie speak.

"So how did you and your wife find this place?' Annie inquired thinking she was making small talk.

"Well it's a long story and somewhat private, so you will have to promise not to tell anyone especially Jr. Will you do that?' he asked. Annie nodded. Well for years my wife and I used to sneak away to a clothing optional retreat just up on the lake. You may have seen it up on the left if you got down to the dock. Annie's eyes widened and acknowledged with a nod she had seen the place. 'When ever Jake was away or we could find a free day or two, we would come up here. We got to like being nude, and grew to have a nice set of friends. It loosened Barbara up. She used to be real uptight, but spending time with our friends opened her up, so to speak, to new experiences. She found she loved it but still needs to keep up her appearances for her religious friends. 

One day we were canoeing on the lake and the people who owned this place were on the dock nude and gave us a wave. We recognized them from the club, so we stopped to have a drink. As we sat on the dock, we asked why they went to the club when then had this place. Well they said they liked the social aspects of the club but this place gave them the privacy to things that would not be accepted at the club. I won't go into details, but we eventually spent more and more time here with them and when they decided sell, Barbara decided we should buy it.

Over the years, Barbara would secretly stop at some store called 'Monkey something' in Clarksville to buy outfits to wear things to dances and socials at the club. You see, the woman Maggie who owns the store and her life partner Sally are long time members of the club. They use it regularly, give fashion shows and generally keep it quite lively. 

Annie gasped "I met Maggie today. Sr. told me to stop and get some clothes for a new look and Jr. had a school friend who had shopped there. She has a good business. I spent a lot of money.'

"Yes, so did Barbara, she has quite a collection, and I've been bringing most of it up here. Barbara, as I said, really got into the lifestyle. You know she's twelve years older than me. I'm 37 and she has really come into her own with the friends we made here. If you think I am bossy, she is way more in control and even I kowtow to her. You know what. They are having a social night at the club tomorrow night, as a rehearsal for the holiday bash, in a couple of weeks. Why don't we go over, I'll show you around, introduce you to a few of our friends, we can have a couple of drinks and be home before midnight. Its clothing optional not mandatory and on dance nights, at least to start with, people usually wear clothes. As the evening progresses, men and women somehow loose their clothes with their inhibitions but usually leave something on their bottoms, it makes sitting around more sanitary. You must have something you could wear.' Brice persisted.

The conversation was making Annie hotter than the water so she raised herself up to sit on the sides but keep her legs in the spa. The cool air chilled her shoulders which caused her nipples to begin to harden. The water had turned the unlined gusset of her suit transparent, so that as she sat there, Bull had a direct but veiled view of her smooth pink charms. 'I do have the clothes I brought plus what I bought to day to choose from, but I'm not sure that Jr. or Sr. would like it.' Annie offered weakly.

Although the puffy smooth lips of her labia had distracted him, Brice responded, 'Nonsense, we'll tell Jr. I'm taking you to see some friends, which is true by the way. If you like it, then next time you are up, maybe we can convince Sr. to come along. And if you are at all uncomfortable, which I don't think you will be, we'll come home.". 

Annie looking a bit nervous at his insistance, responded, "It would be better if I asked Jr.'s approval for tomorrow night." Brice nodded. 

"Right, but he gives you a hard time, I'll chime in.' he persisted.

Getting out of the spa, he said, "I'm beat, I'm going to call it a night. You?' She got out of the tub, picked up, but didn't bother to put on, her robe. After helping Bull with the cover she stepped inside. Brice took off his suit, hung it up on a nail and wrapped a towel around his waist. 

Bull pulled the door to, closed the lights and followed Annie as closely as he could, up the stairs, one delicious step at a time. 'Why don't you use the bathroom first Annie, I still have a couple of suitcases to unpack.' he said as he opened the door to the suite he and his wife use.

Without turning his light on, he sat on the bed and waited. Annie went into the bathroom and slowly took off her swim suit. He watched her through the two way mirror on the end wall of the vanity, next to the door to his bed room. Her large full breasts featuring magnificent nipples sat majestically on her chest. She turned to find a place to hang her dripping suit and in doing so, Brice saw that she did indeed shave herself ultra smooth like the skin of a ripe tomato. He watched as she hung her suit over towel bar in the shower area then sat on the bidet. With the warm water spraying on her clit, he stiffened at how she brought herself to completion with pulsating water droplets. Brice moved closer to the mirror as she went to the vanity to do her make up. She took five minutes to rub a moisturizing cream over her body, paying special attention to her abused vaginal area. Brice was transfixed. 

Hearing a knocking on the door, Annie called out, "Two minutes, Brice."

She got up, took her toiletries and returned to her bedroom, closing the door behind her. Peeling back the top of the sleeping bag, she closed the light and went to bed. She heard him in the bathroom and saw a strange glow on the wall. Wondering what it was, she got out of bed to investigate. Approaching the glow, she found she could see right into the bathroom. It was a bit dull and low contrast but it was clear, very clear. He was using the same moisturizer as she had used and now she knew why he was really named Bull.

She quietly tip-toed back to bed with a new secret, but he had seen her shadow in the mirror.

The Long Weekend CH 9

by beachsf1©

After Midnight (Homage to JJ Cale)

She didn't know if it was seeing Bull in the bathroom stroking his long cock, or the strange noises or the unfamiliar place but she couldn't sleep. She felt anxious and vulnerable even though she had on her favorite comfortable nightie over her white cotton granny panties. She tossed and turned but was still restless. What I need to feel safe is to be close with someone I love, I hope Jr.'s back, she thought. She rolled out of bed, put on her slippers and slipped on her robe. Opening the door quietly, she crept down the stairs on her way to see Jr. 

Reaching the lower level, she saw a light coming from under his door. She knocked lightly before gingerly opening it. She saw Jr. sitting up in bed reading a book. Jr. looked up surprised but saw the unease in her face. "Mom, are you OK?" he asked solicitously.

"Yes, but I am just unsettled" she said. "Can I get spend some time here with you?" she asked.

"Sure, we only had a beer in town then came back. Jake was beat and I was a bit tired I have to admit. I was just reading a text book, come over here on the bed and I'll give you a cuddle." Jr. offered. Annie, sat on the side of the bed, then, slipped off her slippers, swung her legs up and sat upright next to him. Jr. gently rested his left hand on her thigh on top of her robe, but soon found a opening in her robe and began gently soothingly strokes to her legs through her nightie. As he began to run his hands slowly upwards he found easier access and looked down to see his mother surreptitiously loosening the ties on the robe. His hand came up and the robe fell more open. Sliding his hand down the gown, he reached below the hem and was soon caressing directly on her skin. Annie moaned softly feeling better, she was lying down with her head on the pillow, looking up at his face as he returned to reading. She was feeling so much better just being near to the son she loved so much.

Reaching out with his arm he brought her closer to him. "Slide under the covers to keep warm." he said innocently. She slipped off her robe, lifted the blanket, slid in and stretched out. Her head on the pillow, she looked up at his naked chest as he squeezed her shoulder and kept reading. "Everything is fine, don't worry." He said soothingly. The nightie slipped up as she slipped down under the covers which meant he could now feel her cotton sleep panties under his fingers. He slid his hand under the panties and caressed her ass. He then slowly slid his hand around to the front and gently cupped her sex. His fingers could feel the heat amidst the dampness and she could feel the intimate connection and her continuing arousal.

She moved closer to him and put her leg over his. She loved the intimacy, the closeness. She rubbed her leg on his and felt her knee meet with his groin. She laid there, a glow coming to her cheeks. As his hand moved under her panties, her hand reached over and slipped under the waistband of his pajama bottoms. "Raise your hips up for me son." she requested. 

"Mom, are you sure?" her son asked. With her nodded approval, Jr. raised his hips and his mother slid down his pajama bottoms. He was fully exposed to his mother. She looked lovingly at his soft penis and testicles. She had always loved him, especially this part of him. She toyed with his private parts. Running her fingers over the boyish hairless cock, moving it around, remembering all the times she bathed him. She slid down his body to gaze at his firming cock. So beautiful she thought. She loved the smell of his manhood. Although he had taken a shower, underneath the boyish bouquet of her son was an earthiness, a manliness that she now desired. She nuzzled his genitals; she took his penis in her mouth and held her moist lips around the crown of his cock. She licked the length of his stiffening shaft. She loved him and she loved his cock. She took as much as she could of his soft cock in her mouth. She felt him begin to grow, to firm up, until the penis became a cock and grew too big for her soft mouth.




The Long Weekend Ch. 07-09



Releasing his cock, she looked up Jr. "I need this tonight. Let me do it?" she implored. 

Annie drew her fingers in circles around his cock head as she raised her head and began to lick his nipple. Jr. in turn laid his book aside and looked at his mother lying between his legs "Yes." He groaned as he pushed the cover off the bed and the nightie off her shoulder. He looked down to see her breasts hanging freely ready to be cupped by his big hands. He held her breasts and lightly played with the nipples in the palms of his hand. Letting them drop, he felt her hardening nipples scrape on his abdomen. Lying between Jr.'s legs, her breasts where forced out of her nightie as she continued to urge his hardness to release its treasure. She dragged her exposed nipples across his thighs as she worked her way further down between his legs. She took him in deep in her mouth as she reached up with both hands to play with his nipples. 

As she sucked silently on the end of his cock, her talented tongue worked feverishly on the underside. Jr. looked down to see his rampant rod being levered away from his body by his mother's mouth. Her head bobbed up and down as she inhaled his scent and tasted his bittersweet pre-cum. He bucked his hips, tried to pull out, but was held firm in the grip of his mother's urging mouth.

He grunted as she shot his cum into her mouth. She never looked up. He thrust his hips trying to drive his cock further into his mother's craving throat. She never took her mouth off him. Her cheeks ballooned out; his mother took all he had to offer. She needed all it. She swallowed quietly. 

"Read your book Jr., let me rest." she said as she kissed his softening cock and rested her cheek on his abdomen. Her eyes were glistening as she beheld his penis falling softly against her lips. She cupped it with her hand and held it close. She laid there for an eternity, enjoying the heat of his body, the feel of his skin and the security he offered.

"Mom, I'm beat and nodding off. Sleep here with me tonight." Jr. suggested

"I can't Jr., Sr. wouldn't like it besides, Brice and Jake might find out. I can't. I'll go back up stairs." his mother kissed his cock, as she peeled herself away from his naked body. His arousal was returning, she had to go now.

"Thank you, I feel better now." she said as her lips met his.

"Goodnight mom." Jr. replied, realizing the salty taste was his own cum.

She did sleep better and only roused herself after hearing noises from down stairs. She was surprised to see Brice up and about "You're up early.' he said chirpily. 

Brice looked up to see Annie coming down the stairs resenting him with an innocent but intoxicating view of her breasts rising and falling as she descended. Her nipples still erect from the morning's moisturizing cream application kept time like a metronome. His eyes traveled down and stopped when he saw how tight her Capri pants gripped her mons. He guessed by the taut ridges and grey accent lines of her thong meant that it must have slid between the outer labia adding more depth and definition to the furrow. Life is good, he mused.

Making small talk with Annie he slid the long handle of a wooden spoon in and out between her fingers and into her hand, then asked, "Can you stir the oatmeal while I find some dishes and utensils?' Soon but not soon enough, two weary young men appeared.  

They sat with breakfast at the dining table, and continued to plan the day. 'Mom, maybe you could bring out drinks later in the morning, that way we will be sure Brice gives us a break?" Jr. suggested with a wary look to Brice. 

"Good idea, Jr.' said Brice looking into the tired eyes of Jr. "Let's get going!' he urged as he grabbed his plate. "Jake, can you finish sweeping the cobwebs and dust from the eaves above the top deck, then sweep off the deck. We'll take it a bit slow this morning, but I do want to finish cleaning up the outside of the house from the top down. Once you're finished, Mrs. Sullivan can use the deck if she wants to." Brice instructed

"I'll clean up when you guys go. Then I'll read some of the old magazines that are lying around." said Annie, trying to be of some help,

"That would be grand, Mrs. Sullivan" said Bull with a big smile.

Annie cleaned up then took the magazines upstairs to the movie set like landing area. She curled up on the sofa and leafed through them. The house began to warm up as the sun broke through so, by 10am, Annie decided to take off her vest and long sleeved shirt. She stripped off her leggings and went looking in the closet what to put on. Keeping the bra on, she slipped on the sage green top. It looked good and the white straps of the bra made it kind of sexy she thought. She opened her Capri pants and made sure the thong was tight in her vagina. She caressed the outer lips until they swelled up, she adjusted her enlarging clit under the ribbon wide thong and did up the pants. Now that's a camel toe she thought, she hoped Jr. would approve.

She made up some iced tea and lemonade from the packages she found. She put them with some cokes and other sodas on a tray with some glasses. She placed some fruit along side and set out to find the men. They were at the side of the house struggling with a large bolder that Barbara apparently wanted them to move. They saw Annie approaching and watched as the ribbed top could not get a grip on the smooth material of the bra and began a slide down exposing more and more cleavage with each jiggling step. Oh dear, she thought, holding the tray prevented her from adjusting the display. "Here you sweating hard workers." she called out. All eyes were looking at the tray but seeing only the pink white expanse of her chest or her alluring camel toe. Jr. smiled at her, indicating his approval. As he was the closest, he reached first and choosing a coke at the back of the tray, he rubbed her nipple with the back of his hand. Annie turned to Jake, who after seeing his dad was turned away putting his large pry bar down, ran his thumb over her other nipple as he took his lemonade. Annie was stuck, her top barely covering her half-bra and with rampant nipples threatening to escape, and a camel toe hidden only a coat of paint, she was forced to face Brice. 

Seeing her dilemma, "Let me help you with that.' he offered gallantly taking the tray with his two strong gloved hands. Annie smiled graciously as she adjusted herself. Jake and Jr. looked disappointed but she felt good that he had come to her rescue. 

"I just bought this top, it must be too small, sorry about that" Annie offered. 

"No!' three males voices rang out in unison. Then everybody laughed.

Brice balanced the tray on the large boulder and took an iced tea. "Which do you want Annie?" he asked. With her reply he handed her a glass of lemonade covered in condensation. After taking a sip, Annie crossed her arms under her already protruding breasts, only to jump from the cold as the bottom of glass hit her bare mid-drift.

"Great cold drinks on a hot day, thanks mom" Jr. said, having noticed her little shiver. The boys flopped on the lawn, rolled over and caught the apples being thrown to them by Brice. Lying on their backs, and they stared upward at Annie's crotch so tightly constrained by her Capri pants. Continuing to look up they saw the smooth swell of her tummy and then the swell of her breasts. What a perspective on life Jr. thought as he adjusted his swelling cock in his jeans. Jake, to catch Annie's attention, bit into his apple and slurped up the juice especially noisily. His stare seemed to pierce the thin fabric covering her vagina. She shuddered again.

Stepping closer to Jr., Annie stood almost over him. As he looked up, Annie spoke. She had to speak again to get his attention. "Brice asked if I wanted to meet some friends of his and Barbara's this evening. I told him I would have to ask you. What are your plans?' she asked. Without taking his eyes off her crotch, he considered the question.

"I'm not sure what Jake and I will do, but it is Saturday night so we will try to find a bar with some girls and some action. I think dad would like you to go and have some adult fun. Your brought enough clothes, dress up, go ahead have fun, but don't get up to any mischief." he said not only jokingly but wearily. "I thought you have wanted some sun, go and put on your bathing suit and work on your tan, relax." he said, loud enough for Jake and Brice to hear, without ever once taking his eyes of her crotch. 

They all enjoyed the break, but Brice was a stern task master. Setting his empty glass back on the tray, he handed it to Annie. "Come on you slackers, are you going to let an old man out work you?" he challenged with a wink at Annie.

"Is there anything I can do to help, while you men are working outside? Annie inquired.

Brice looked into Annie's eyes, and after a slight hesitation offered, "I got sidetracked last night and really did not have a chance to unpack. If you wanted to, you could unpack the cases in my room. I am sure Barbara would like that. I have put some things away so it should not be too hard to figure out where they go. When you are done, I'll put the empty bags back in the car for the next trip."

"I think I can manage that for you and Barbara.' Annie replied.

"Ok boys, let's finish the boulder, then head down to the lake front, we have a lot of work to do before lunch. Leave the tray with us so we won't need to go up to the house. We'll be back in about two and one-half hours' he said giving her privacy and a time frame for her work.

Turning away to walk back to the house, Annie remembered the feeling from the parking lot, so she opened the front of the Capri pants and walked up to the house with the front of her thong exposed. The sun on her naked skin felt wonderful. In anticipation of what she might find, Annie quickly finished the kitchen clean up. 

Entering Brice's room, Annie's eyes opened in surprise as she saw the room had the same window into the bathroom that hers had. She had not noticed it before. Trying to hold back a sly smile, she suspected he must have been watching me and that's why he did not unpack.

Going to the cases, she found the corset was unmoved from where she had replaced it. So he wants me to find it, she guessed. Glancing around the room, she made a mental note of where things might go, dresser one, dresser two, closet one, or into closet two. Unpacking and putting stuff on the bed, she found, under a layer of clothes at the bottom of the suitcase, about a dozen vibrators. She picked them up one by one and compared them. 

She stroked them to find some hard as ebony and some soft like skin. Some were veined and some were smooth. She ran them across the bare skin at her open pants. Some were straight and some were curved. She like the straight one, since could use it like a pry bar wedge into her tight thong, and by pushing the handle away press the rounded contoured end into her sex, someone could have a great time. 

She chose not the biggest fattest one, not the longest one but the one that was most like Jr.'s cock. She sat on the edge of bed, lay back, inserted the end gently into her vulva and turned on the vibrator. She held it tight, she got it wet and slid more of it in. She worked it back and forth until her juices were flowing.

She bucked her hips and slid her pants down to mid thigh. She pulled one breast out and teased the nipple with the wet tool. The nipple responded by getting hard, made even harder by the vigorous fingering she was doing to her clit.

She returned the vibrator to her nether regions. She opened her labia with two fingers as she pressed the artificial cock into service. She cranked up the speed and then she quickened the penetrations. She closed her eyes and thought of her son fucking her cunt as she plunged its full hard length into her, clamped her thighs around the surrogate and let herself cum deliciously.



The Long Weekend Ch. 10



Chapter 10

Late Saturday Morning

She withdrew the vibrator from her quivering vagina, and fantasizing it was Jr.'s cock, ran her fingers over it to collect the dampness, then slowly licked her fingers. She willed herself to stand up and tucking her naked breast back in the top, began putting things away.

Checking out the options, within Barbara's closet, was sliding mirrored door that seem to close off a separate area. She had trouble opening the door but finally pushing it closed, the catch let go and it sprung open. She gasped as she took in the aroma of sex and a sight of debauchery.

Corsets, sheer nighties, short skirts, flowing see-through robes, fish net stockings, were all hung neatly. Underneath were boots and shoes with five, six and seven inch heels. Some in vinyl, some in leather. On a wall mounted bar hung, belts, chains, leashes, ropes and colored sashes. On hooks above the bar hung: steel and leather handcuffs, velcro restraints, leather studded collars, whips of all sizes, riding crops, fur and feather ticklers. In a bin on the floor were clamps of all sizes and materials. There were lead weights of different sizes. OMG, she exclaimed silently, there was even a tray of vibrators, butt plugs and penis sleeves, sitting on a box of pumps and batteries with various electrical leads coiled up neatly. Behind the hanging clothes were about a half dozen dildo harness in various shapes, sizes and lengths, pinned to the wall.

Unbelievable, she thought as she felt a new flush coming to her body and perspiration building up on her forehead. Until yesterday when she saw the dildo harness, she had not felt like this for years. The memories from boarding school came flooding back. But this was way beyond anything she had ever experienced or even come across.

To be safe, she felt she had an hour before the men came up for lunch. So little time and so much to do she thought. She stripped off her clothes and left them in a pile on the floor. She tried on various pieces of clothing, but like Brice had said about his wife, she was a big lady. Most of the corsets and bustierres fit nicely around her large breasts but were too long. Barbara was obviously very tall. Finally settling on a sheer cover-up that on Barbara probably came to her hips, but on Annie it clung like cling wrap to her bum. Remembering the exquisite orgasm from the car, she took a long chain with clips on the ends and fastened it to her nipples. The heavy weight of the metal hanging chain pulled at her breasts as they squeezed the engorged nipples. 

She continued looking through the clothing and found a tight pair of black leather shorts with a large zippered pouch. Feeling its smoothness and she brought it to her nose. This must be Bull's she decided. She caressed the large empty pouch, thinking of the package that it has to hold back. She opened and closed the zipper a few times to hear the sound that it made before hanging it back up. 

She took a leather riding crop and snapped at her palm a few times. Ouch, she thought, that smarts. So, she ran it down her stomach until it found her clit and she flicked it softly. Much better she noted. She ran the leather tip up and back over her prominent mons and swelling vulva. Her clit began to break free of its soft fleshy enclosure. It liked the feel of the leather.

She walked out into the other room and took the dildo harness out of the suit case. She stepped into and cinched it up. The tight leather straps fit into the recesses of her hips while the rear strap molded to the crevasse of her ass. The protruding dildo pushed the cool metal rings into her labia.

Walking back to the closet, she stopped to look at herself in the mirrored door. Shoes, she thought, I need shoes.

She looked at the shoes and tried on a pair with very high heels. She remembered how to stand boldly and walk confidently in them. She liked the feeling. It was so different than being a submissive to Sr. and Jr. Not better, not worse just different. If Barbara could have church and dominatrix personalities, couldn't she be both submissive and dominant?

Nervous about the time and getting caught, she took off the items and put them away. She quickly slipped on her top and pants without either the bra or the thong. She began putting the balance of things in the suitcases away, when in the outside pocket of one of the bags she found an album.

Sitting on the bed she opened the cover to find a collection of pictures that took her breath away. There was Barbara in a corset, thigh high boots. There was Bull with a collar and leash kneeling at her feet. There were two woman servicing Bull's enormous cock. There was an older man bowing to Barbara. There was an older woman going down on an older man. There was tall slim woman standing naked with arms overhead trapped in a spreader bar. There was a young man licking an older woman. A staggering variety of people, outfits and positions were recorded. The sitting area at the top of the stairs had obviously been used as a play area and the downstairs was an adult dungeon.

She was speechless. Although her arousal began to grow, she remembered she was supposed to be getting some sun so she put the album in a bed side table drawer.

Picking up her bra and panties, she returned to her room, recalling that Jr. had strongly urged her to wear her two piece bathing suit. She took off and folded her clothes and found the small aqua suit. Putting it on she notice how excited her nipples were and how swollen her vagina remained. Settling it low on her hips, the thin spandex suit hugged her curves, it fit her perfectly. She had brought a robe with her, but she knew that Brice wanted her to see everything and would know she found the closet. He wanted her to understand what he had meant about activities beyond those acceptable at the club. She wanted to let him know that she found everything and liked what she saw, so she went to Barbara's closet and took out the sheer top she had just hung up. Covering her bum it was a perfect cover up.

She retuned to the kitchen and was putting on the kettle for tea, when Jr. came up the stairs. He stopped in amazement, a couple of steps from the top, as he saw his mother's stunning body in a small bikini. He silently watched her as she moved about. The sheer robe flowing and exposing the two piece suit that was covering only a small part of her fabulous body. He did not know what had excited his mom but he could tell by the flush to her face and the swelling to her nipples that something had. Jr. subconsciously rubbed his cock through his jeans as the lust built up in him. "You look fabulous, mom. Did you get a lot of sun?" he asked as his eyes sought to see all of her through the sheer top.

"No, by the time I put everything away I just had time to change into the suit you wanted me to wear. Are you hungry I could make us all some lunch?" Annie inquired as she walked to the top of stairs. When she got to Jr., her large breasts were at eye level, his lips only inches away from the peaking nubs pushing out the cups of her top.

"No, Jake's dad gave us money for burgers. We are going into town to pick some things at the lumber yard. Jake is waiting for me downstairs, I just wanted to make sure you were OK and to say good bye. Mr. Lumley should be up in a couple of minutes." he added.

"I'm right behind you Jr., carrying the tray of drinks so don't turn around quickly." came a booming voice from the stairs. Brice had been concerned about asking Annie to unpack, but he could usually read people pretty well. He was not disappointed as he saw Annie wearing a top that he had seen many times. 

Leaning over to give Jr. a peck on the forehead, her nipples were inches from his lips. "See you later, and get some sun mom." Jr. called out as he turned carefully and passed Brice on the stairs. With nothing blocking his view, Brice was left to look up at Annie's crotch and then her breasts inside a very small bikini top. His bull like cock began to twitch.

Hearing the car drive off, Brice said wearily, "I think the real reason I sent them into town so I could get a rest and some sun. I'm not as young as I think I am. I think I'll take a sandwich upstairs and lay on the chaise lounge, the sun is a little better up there. Do you want to join me, Annie?"

"Later Brice. I think I'll finish my sandwich and tea here, then come up in about 10 minutes or so." Annie offered as she strutted over to the dining room table.

About 20 minutes later she went upstairs and found Brice sun tanning on balcony in the black leather shorts lying face down. Annie in the stunning bikini and high heels came out onto the deck carrying some things in the hands, including a large towel. He's got a cute round butt, she thought as she dragged a chair over near to the head end of the chaise then sat down. She slid down in the chair so her crotch was on its leading edge, she splayed her legs open and adjusted the cover-up so that her magnificent breasts are perfectly featured. 

"Brice" He raises his head to welcome her only to see the camel toe of her swollen vagina and stunning tits barely trapped in spandex. His eyes widened in amazement as a smile came to his lips. Annie stroked her thighs, in a series of compelling motions that took his breath away. "Do you like what you see" she asked firmly as she let the shoes fall off as she raised her feet to his face. Placing her toes against his mouth, she says one word -- "LICK and no hands!"

Brice opens his mouth and uses his warm moist lips caress her toes individually and collectively. He licks each toe, between each toe. He takes each toe in his mouth and sucks it like it's a cock. Annie's arousal is heightening but she knows how to control the situation. She pushes her toes hard into his mouth forcing his head back. Brice strained to catch his breath.

"Did I say stop licking, lick my toes" Annie ordered as she lay back enjoying the feel of his tongue. She began to torment him by running one finger slowly along her camel toe. The glistening juices gushing out of her vagina had soaked her suit, right in front of his eyes. "Slide your shorts down for me." she ordered.

Still sucking the soft toes in his mouth he reached down and she heard the sound of the zipper being lowered. He wiggled his hips and slid out down the soft black leather shorts. She saw a black jock with the two straps on either side of his firm ass. Yes, she thought, that does permit easy access for the strap on. "Roll on to your back and take off your shorts but don't touch yourself." she ordered.

What she saw was impressive, the black jock with its huge bulging pouch was holding back something of impossible size. Lying on this back and looking up at Annie, his eyes were now pleading, "You can't let Jake know" he beseeched. 

"If you are good, I won't" she said and she bent over hanging her breasts in his face. He reached to touch but she slapped his hands down. "NO, no touching!" she stated. His cock jerked in response to the demand.

She reached out and played with his nipples and she continued to dangle her tits into this face. She continued working her small hands down his body and began to lift the jock's wide waist band. She let it snap back. Keeping her hands on his hips she slid off the chair and sat on his face.

"Worship me!" she demanded.

He ate with abandon and tried to get his tongue under the thin gusset to make real contact. He licked her tasty creamy juices off her thighs. He sucked the soaking wet gusset and savored the taste. He got his swirling tongue under her suit and slid it into her. He explored her juicy cunt with his nose pressed against her ass as he probed her depths. He sucked the labia and then when she readjusted her position, he licked her ass through her suit. She pushed down on his mouth. 

She lay over his body, assuming a 69 position as he gripped her clit with his lips. She tantalizing traced her fingers over the biggest cock she could imagine. She wanted it badly but instinctively knew what he craved and it was too early for that. He liked someone else in charge and she like the feeling of being in charge. She slid his jock down, exposing the most amazing and largest cock she had ever seen, even larger than what she had seen in the bathroom window the other night. Still soft, it was curled over and the removal of the tight jock allowed it to swing down to the side. The head of Bull's cock stopped falling when it hit the chaise. It began to lengthen and uncoil as the huge mushroom head rose up to meet her.

She ground her cunt into his face with a fury, she bent over and sucked and nipped his nipples. Reaching back to her chair, she took the leather riding crop that she had concealed in her towel and began to run it up and down his cock. Every now and then slapping against his testicles. He gave a spasm, and his cock twitched as it grew longer.

She sat up, snapped the head of monster phallus with the crop and suddenly stood up and went to the balcony rail. Facing away from him, she looked out at the lake. Spreading her legs she looked back, "Now my ass, Bull, lick my ass now!'

Bull, on his hands and knees crawled over to her. "Take off my suit." Annie demanded. Brice peeled down her suit as she leaned into the rail and supported her self with her hands. Her juices were running down her legs. He started licking at her knees and didn't stop until his tongue swept her swollen cunt. He pulled her cheeks apart and buried his face. His tongue swept over her rosebud and tickled the hole to gain entry. He licked it up and down, working his mouth and his nose into the sweaty furrow. He licked every crevasse as he pushed in to meet her pushing back.

She saw Jr.'s truck approaching but continued to lean out. Her heaving breasts were barely contained by her top and spilled over the rail. She pushed her ass back harder into Brice as she waved to Jr. and Jake.

The boys saw two huge tits barely held in the bathing suit. They did not see Bull, on his knees behind the balcony railing. 

She was on the edge, She turned around, her back to the boys, to look down at the man servicing her. Thrusting her pelvis out, "Now, make me cum." she commanded. He was kneeling with a rock solid cock almost coming up to his sternum. She put her foot on the top half of his obscene weapon and curled her toes over the head. She felt the slick discharge of his pre-cum between her toes. His cock was hers anytime she wanted. Leaning her elbows on the handrail, she put her legs over his shoulders, gripped his head with her wet slimy thighs and presented her wide open cunt to let him. "Eat me and hurry. The boys are back." she instructed.

He was good, not as good as Maggie, but she pushed herself into his face and sprayed all over it.

"Hand me a towel and get back to work" she said, as his eyes pleaded with her. His balls were aching for relief but he did what she said. 



The Long Weekend Ch. 11



Dear Readers

I had wanted to put one image in each chapter, but that imposes a lot of extra work on the wonderful staff at Literotica. So instead, I have decided to, every now and then, introduce you to the characters thereby limiting their effort. Plus I also hope that it provides a synopsis of what has occurred to date.

It has proven difficult as the files are large. I have therefore done 11a, 11b and then a low resolution 12. After that it is back to no pictures for a while.



Chapter 1 - She had been on the secluded patio less than hour trying kick-start her summer tan. Her aqua colored two piece suit stretched over her large tits barely covering the large coke-can sized areolas. The perspiration caused by the unusually hot spring sun mixed with the coconut and baby oils gave her body a glistening sheen. As she sat up, the sheen gathered in small riverlets as it ran over her large breasts, pooling in the cups of her top, before dripping onto the magazine she was holding. 

"OK Mom," Junior called out as he closed off his mobile and stepped through the patio door.



Jr. slid his chair closer and slipped down in it even more, opened his legs and let the hem of the shorts fall away so that his cock could expand more freely. His cockhead was searching for the sun light, the fresh air and did not have far to go. He saw his mother's eyes probing beyond her outstretch hand and finding the reddish-purple head of his cock, being offered to her. Staring at the outline of his mother's cunt being offered to him, Jr's voice became more adamant as he declared, 'We can do that anytime, I want to go and besides you'll have dad here and do those things with him." Lowering his voice and stroking higher toward to the dampening V of motherhood, he said, 'Touch it for me!'

His mother looked at him and her eyes were wide, questioning. Did he mean that wonderful cock of his or her throbbing wet pussy? She knew that he loved both.....she loved both. What did he want her to do? The thought of touching the velvet hardness of his cock and stoking until he cums all over her was the first thought. Her own pleasure of a exposing herself, fingering herself to orgasm for his pleasure was the second. I NEED BOTH AND I NEED THEM NOW she thought. She was desperate for relief, the slow wind up that Jr. had been tormenting her with, was blissful agony.



Chapter 2 - With a final tug downward on each nipple, she reached for more oil. Annie continued with the luxuriously rich potion down over the slight bulge of her stomach and smoothed it over the now hairless pubic area. Reaching behind her, she slid greasy fingers over the cheeks of her ass and worked the oil along her crevasse and over her sweet pulsing rosebud. Returning to face the wall mirror she turned her knees out and squatted a little more so the red gash of her wet cunt slit could be seen clearly in the mirror. Using two hands she stroked down her inner thighs and back up to her engorged nether lips. She took the index and forefinger of her right hand and made a V, which she slid over each side of her vagina. She did not penetrate, just pushed rapidly back and forth over the cleft. This heated action forced the swollen lips between the fingers and stimulated her clitoris. Simulating herself to the very brink of an orgasm, she forced herself to stop and slumped on the ottoman to catch her breath. There, she finished rubbing the oil in on her legs and shapely feet.



Chapter 3 - Over dinner, Annie and Jr. talked about his day. With their laps covered with large serviettes, his eyes continually strayed to the large obviously unbound breasts moving about inside her dress. Every time she raised her wineglass or her fork, her arms caused her breasts it to express themselves above her bodice and then fall as she set her glass down. It was like watching a tennis match, back and forth, up and down both mesmerizing. "Maybe you could wear that dress on the weekend. Jake has never seen you in it and I know that he would get hard watching you undo the buttons for him. Lets see what happens if you undo the top three or four? Jr. requested, his eye never leaving hers. 

The scooped bodice held its shape until the fourth button was undone. At which point it fell to the sides exposing her massive breasts and deep cleavage. Annie's eyes watched as her breasts broke out in goose bumps, delighted with the cooling breeze. The gaping bodice revealed the tan lines close to her nipples but stopped short of exposing anything beyond that. "I'm sure Jake will want to see more, but Jake's dad Bill will like this look." Jr. opined. All this talk and exposure with Jake and his dad was making Annie flush but, wanting to go and get her wardrobe together, gave her courage and focus.



Turning around, Annie sat on the edge of seat and swung her left leg into the cab. Darrell was in awe as he saw her juicy shaved pussy only inches away, being presented to him. 

'Mom, give him this for tip, so we can get going.' Jr. urged while handing her a dollar. Taking the dollar from Jr., Annie offered it to Darrell by putting it on the seat between her legs. Her quivering labia, shimmering with sparkles from the lip gloss, beckoned him, while the dried trails of cum showed him the way. Stunned, Darrell smiled and very very slowly took the dollar. Annie closed her legs and he closed the door. Rolling down her window, she called out "Say hello to your Aunt Maggie for us.' as Darrell looked at the sparkles on his fingers. 



The Long Weekend Ch. 12



Dear Readers

I had a chapter sitting in the review file with Literotica for two months, with no action. I have decided to delete the chapter, rewrite and resubmit. I hope to be able to continue publishing about one chapter a week from here on in.

Hope you continue to enjoy.

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Maggie watched Bull, pick up his shorts, jock and scamper to his room. She quickly slipped on the bottom to her suit and lay down on the chaise. She wiped the thin coating of her cum off the inside of her legs and then put the thin leather crop under the towel and lay back in the sun to enjoy the afterglow of his servicing.

Passing Brice on the stairs, Jr. came up to say hello to his mother. He stood quietly in the doorway behind her head, and looked longingly at his mother's body. With the doorway behind her, Annie did not seem him standing there but could feel his presence like a mother always can. Without any indication she was aware of him, she rolled her head to the side as if asleep and gently let her legs fall apart opening her thighs to the sun. Looking down the length of her body, he noticed her breasts spilling out to the sides, straining the fabric of her top. He watched their rise and fall with each breath. He saw the glistening swell of her perspiring tummy leading to an expanse of pink flesh past her belly button, down her hips to her private area. His heavy cock twitched signaling his mind that he wanted her again. He saw the swell of her mons being held in its swollen position by her slinky smooth thighs. He casually stroked his cock as he felt the familiar stirrings caused by the sight of his mother's body. It had only been a few months since he realized his mother would do what ever he said. He cared deeply for her. He loved and needed her. He needed her now.

"Hi mom, we're back. We saw you wave at us. I'm glad you are getting some sun. We had a good lunch, got most of what we needed, some of which can't be delivered until tomorrow or Monday. God, you are beautiful." Jr. said as he stepped through the door.

"Oh hi Jr., the sun is wonderful" she said as she tipped her head back and, from the upside down position, looked at her handsome son. 

"Good, I'm glad that my cumming in your mouth last night helped relieve your anxiety, but now seeing you like this, I need to cum again." Jr. said, as he walked toward her while unzipping himself. Jr. stood with legs on either side of her head, as she looked up his legs to see his swelling hairless balls and beautiful penis being released from his jeans. He knelt and let his soft long cock dangle down onto her forehead. Without a word or hesitation, his mother tilted her head back to accept the satiny knob into her mouth. She loved her son and if he needed something she would always be there for him. 

She felt it spasm in her soft wet mouth as she tongued the underside. Putting his hands on her shoulders he slid his fingers under the straps of her top and pushed them off her shoulders and down her arms. He pulled his hands back then brushed his fingers forward down her chest and under the thin fabric cups of her top. He slowly massaged her breasts and then flexed the back of his hands to shrug off the cups off, exposing the protruding rubbery nubs of her nipples to the sun. He gripped each nipple and pulled gently as he felt his mother circle her lips around his stiffening rod. He marveled at the sight of her breasts and the wonderful weight he encountered trying to lift them up by their little red handles. Sliding his hands to the outside he squashed them together so the areolas touched each other. He pushed harder so the nipples rubbed together. That was so exciting to him that he pushed his penis further into his mother's mouth.

His rod was getting harder as he stared at her vulva molded exquisitely by her bathing suit. He tilted her head back even more and tried to push his cock down her throat. Looking down at her, it looked like a straight shot from her lips to her womb. Her graceful neck formed a perfect sheath for his cock. He pushed more and his mother's mouth continued its easy slide along his cock, working her lips closer to his body. His mother gagged on the mouthful so he withdrew slightly, before trying again. He felt the head of cock pass the entrance to her throat and saw her neck bulge from the invader. He pushed harder, the lust overwhelming him, until her lips reached the base of his root. OMG, he felt his mother's wet tongue touch his scrotum.

His cock was getting rock hard and difficult for his mom to hold him between her lips. He withdrew and moved forward so his testicles lay on her lips. She opened wide and slurped at the saliva and pre-cum that had run down his genitals from her sucking. She took each of his manly treasures in her mouth and sucked gently on them and taking all of them in her mouth, gently but firmly pulled them away from his body. He groaned and quivered with the pleasure. The feeling was exquisite but he craved more. He scooted ahead even more and placed his perineum on her mouth, which meant that her nose was touching his ass. She loved the smell of her son, the smell of his sex. She licked and worshipped this hitherto unexplored area and he gasped with excitement. He rocked back and forth rubbing himself on her talented tongue and felt tingles shoot through his body. He cock ached and his balls tightened. He felt his mother reach up and grab his ass with her hands. She held his toned rounded white ass tight in her grasp as he worked the length his cock along her tongue. His neck constricted and his face contorted. His first load of cum, shot down her body and fell on the mons and thighs. The second thick wave landed on her stomach and the lessening creamy seed covered her tits. He fell forward and braced himself on her thighs as he kissed her tummy. He was amazed at how intense the experience was, how far he had shot, how much cum he had, and how sensitive he now felt. He bent his softening cock down and wiped the drooling end on her upright nipples. He stood up and surveyed his cum covered mother. He also saw a reflection from inside the window. Jake had been watching.

Jake had followed Jr. upstairs and had seen the whole thing. He was so turned on by the action that he masturbated, keeping time with Jr.'s strokes. Unlike Jr., instead of cumming on Annie, he came all over the window.

"Mom, that was fantastic, the best ever," he said as his legs trembled trying to keep his balance. His mother looked down her body at Jr.'s semen coating her. She smiled at him as she rubbed it all over her skin. She scooped on the globs on her legs with her fingers and slid her hand under the tight bottoms of her suit. Her palm cupped her sex and soothingly smoothed his warm cum on her wet vulva so recently abused by Bull. "Can I take care of you?" Jr. asked as he caught his breath.

"No son, that was enjoyable for me, and I think I need to rest now, if that's ok with you." Annie purred.

"Are you sure, I know that Jake and his dad are likely waiting for me but I would be glad to. We will likely work till dinner time. Then since you and Mr. Lumley are going out, Jake and I thought we would head into town to a sports bar." said Jr., as he zipped up his jeans.

"Ok, now scoot and don't bother me, I'm going to have a nap in the sun. Before dinner, you will need to come and help me choose what to wear tonight." his mother replied before adding, "Hand me the baby oil, I have found that cum and baby oil are so good for the skin.'

Jr. had to pull himself away as his mother drizzled the oil onto her chest and mixing it in with Jr.'s semen began to coat her nipples thoroughly before pulling up the cups of her suit to gently protect her sensitive nipples from the sun. 

Annie nodded off in the warm sun and only roused herself when she felt the coolness of the shadows caused by the trees blocking the lowering sun. She could hear the men working as she stretched and got up. She returned the riding crop and cover-up to Barbara's closet and took a leisurely shower. She gently dried herself and then going to the vanity took hold of the large bottle of body lotion. She slid her fingers over the smooth oval bottle and decided it was just about the size of Bull's penis. She slid her hand up and down a few times to gauge the size and contemplate what a massive tool he had. She pumped some lotion into her hand coated the outside of the bottle and lay the bottle between her legs. The length of the bottle was short but its girth lay along her vulva and its coolness caused her lips to spread open. She felt the girth, the firmness as her tender nether lips slipped over the slick sides of the bottle. She slipped the bottle along her now creamy furrow and fantasized how Bull's massive weapon would feel. She felt the lust building up again but knew that she had to get stop it in case her son and the others quit work early. She spent a few minutes wiping the bottle off on her skin, smoothing the collected juices into her slight sunburn and went to her room to choose a quick outfit.

With her skin tingling from the sun, she thought something, light and soft would be best so, she opted for the sundress without a bra or panties. Keep it loose and dangly she thought. She found a pair of flat shoes and went downstairs to pour herself a wine.

Sitting at the dining room table she flipped through some magazines until she heard the sound of three tired sweaty men entering down stairs. "I've made myself a drink and I put some cold beers in the fridge for you weekend warriors." she called out.

"Damn, that sounds great." came a chorus of voices from downstairs. "We are on our way up."

Heavy weary footsteps plodded up the stairs with Brice leading the way. He went straight for the fridge, took out three beers and tossed two cans to the boys. He popped his can open and enjoyed the coolness as it slaked his parched throat. "Yes m'am, that sure does hit the spot." he called out in a loud voice as he plunked himself down at the table. "You got a bit of sun this afternoon Annie, does it hurt?" he asked.

"Not really, but it tingles a bit. I fell asleep while you guys worked, I feel a bit bad about that. While you all take showers, how about I make it up to you by making spaghetti with the sauce I saw in the fridge?" she replied.

"Mom, you did get some good color today with the baby oil concoction you use, you look great." Jr. exclaimed. "Spaghetti sounds great to me, if it's ok with everyone else." he added taking in the sight of his mother sitting at the table with the sun dress modestly open at the neck and hem. He caught his mother's eye and with hand signals suggested that she undo a few more buttons. 

She got the message and asked, "Do you think I got too much sun Jr.?" as she discreetly undid a few buttons at the top to expose more of her chest. "My legs really got the worst of it though." she offered, as she undid many of the lower buttons, and pulled the hem away to show more of her gorgeous smooth legs.

'Well you are red, but I think if you put some after sun cream on you might escape the worst of it." Jr. appraised. All eyes were on his mother as she looked down at her chest and legs. Her cleavage ran down until it dove in behind the folded back bodice of the top. The bottom of the dress was open to just above her knees, and as she raised her leg to show off the color the dress slipped open to mid thigh. 

Putting her foot down and standing up, her unbridled breasts rolled and swayed capturing everybody's attention. "I'll stay to help while you have your shower Jr., then when you done I'll take mine." Jake offered. 

"Great, I'm off upstairs. See you all in about 20 minutes" said Brice as both he and Jr. left Annie and Jake in the kitchen.

"What do you want me to do, Mrs. Sullivan?" Jake asked as he lustily looked at Jr.'s mother.

"Lets get some water on, the sauce heating, then set the table" Annie directed with the experience of a good cook. Jake was at the cupboard and watched as she bent over in front of the stove to get out a pot from the bottom. Her dress fell away at the top as her large breasts spilled forward and away from her boand hung down. He had a perfect view of them, and with the gap between them, he was sure he could see all the way down her dress. 

Without thinking he absentmindedly stroked adjusted his cock and gave it a slight stroke. Annie could not help but see the effect she was having on the young man and continued to search for a lid. She squatted down opening her legs for balance and let him see her thighs. She saw him more overtly stroke his thickening member as he watched. Losing her balance slightly she put one knee down on the floor. "Here Jake, can you take this? she asked as she handed him a large pot. He moved forward to take it and with that movement his crotch was right at her face level. Maybe you could take this, he thought. The nice sized bulge was inches away from her nose and as she handed the pot to him, he thrust his hips closer. He could clearly see her chest with the dress barely holding in her tits. He wanted her to notice him. 

She looked up at him as he moved even closer. "You want to show it to me again, don't you? You want me to see you hard." she asked as if reading his mind. 

'Oh god yes, that was so sexy last night at the lake." he pleaded.

"I want you to show me, but you need to get things organized first. We don't have much time." she said. They worked together efficiently with Jake doing everything she said. They moved to set the table and when finished, Annie sat at the table and motioned for Jake to stand in front of her. 

'Now" she said "Show me now!"

Jake slowly undid the zipper on his jeans and undid the button at the top. He folded back the panels to expose his underwear. He eyes looked at her face which was locked onto his actions. His eyes clouded with lust as he saw her lick her lips. Jake stroked his hardness through the fabric as he watched Mrs. Sullivan stare at his groin. He loved showing off and knew that while his cock was not huge, it was a good size and still a handful. Like a male stripper encouraged by his customers, he reached into his shorts and pulled out his cock. He was flagrant with his display, he wanted her to look at it, he needed her to look at it. 

She did. She saw its shiny helmet, the drop of pre-cum in its opening. She saw the look in his eyes, she knew he was an exhibitionist, it was all about him she thought. 

"Oh Jake, it's even nicer than I remember this morning. Show me again how you pleasure yourself." she cooed.

Jake did not need any further encouragement as he gripped his rod with his right hand. He began long strokes. He stared at her cleavage as she undid another button at the bodice. Her areola were now peeking out, the dress staying on only by catching on her long hard red nipples. He aimed his knob at her face, trying to line it up with her mouth. His pace quickened and some thin syrupy pre-cum dripped onto Annie's chest. She didn't offer her mouth, or her hands, he looked at her beseechingly. I need to cum, his eyes pleaded.

They both heard it at the same time, footsteps on the stairs. Jake's eyes were wild and his hand a blur as he tried to stop jerking off and stuff his throbbing cock back into this pants. He couldn't stop his arousal and came as he tried to tuck his cock back inside his pants. The spasms of his penis caused the spurts of spray to soak through the front of his pants confirming his release to Annie. 

He can be easily trained, Annie thought as she handed him a napkin while adjusting the bodice on he dress at the same time.

"How about another beer before we eat?" Brice suggested.

Annie noticed he was wearing pressed dress shorts and a long Hawaiian shirt that was covered his crotch. A perfect outfit for the evening.

Jake went to have a shower and change his pants as Jr. came up from downstairs to have another beer with Brice. Brice poured Annie another wine to add to the glow from the sun. Both men noticed the dress was gaping more than earlier and that she apparently had spilled something on her chest.

"I'm sorry Annie, I should have told you where the apron was, you've got something on your cheek and chest." Brice said solicitously. 

"No worries, just a bit sloppy that's all, it seems like spaghetti always is' said Annie looking at Brice, as she wet her finger and wiped off Jake's pre-cum. She slid her finger in her mouth, like cock in a vagina, as she turned to Jr. Jr. walked over and put his arm around his mother and exclaimed, "What a great place this is isn't it mom?"

"It sure is Jr., while we are waiting for Jake, why don't we go upstairs and you can help me figure out what to wear to night. Brice has set a high standard. We must think of his and Barbara's friends that you are going to see tonight."

Turning toward the stairs her breasts swung effortlessly under her almost open gown, revealing some and suggesting more. 



The Long Weekend Ch. 13



Chapter 13

Choosing What to Wear

Standing in front of her closet, looking at the hangers in front her, Annie felt Jr. come up behind. He stood very close and leaning over, helped her look at the choices. He reached around her curvaceous body to flip through the hangers, "Undo your dress mom." Jr. whispered in her ear.

Annie did and it hung loose off her shoulders exposing the whole front of her marvelous yearning body. Being as tall as he was and short as his mother was, he could look over her shoulder to see her breasts extending out and the areolas dimpling up. "Let's see what would be good for tonight." Jr. thought out loud. "What did Brice tell you about his friends?" he continued.

"Older, casual, up market" replied Annie as she felt Jr. trace his thumbs down her chest to her expanding nipples. She shuddered as he leaned down to smell her hair and nuzzle her neck. She shuddered again as he flicked her nipples on his way to reach for the yellow stretch jersey top and bottom that she had bought on the trip up.

"I think this one. With a cover up you'll be both discreet and warm enough. Plus it is soft enough not to bother your slight sun burn. If it gets too hot, just make the adjustments like the sales clerk said." Jr. said as he picked up the hanger. "Over the strapless demi-bra you packed, it will be sensational, stunning.

"Thank you Jr. should I wear stockings as well?" his mother inquired.

"Yes of course, I know its cottage country but it is a night out and you will want to impress Mr. Lumley's friends. Plus your legs look so good in them." Jr. stated as he playfully tried to hook the hanger on her extended nipple. "Let me put some after sun lotion on you to help ease the sting" he said solicitously but firmly. "Take off your dress!"

His mother took off her dress and moved to the vanity. "The balm is over here." his mother said as she handed him the bottle before turning her back to him to put her hands on the vanity and lean forward. "Can you start with my back?"

Jr. tipped the cool lotion onto her back and saw her wince with the icy sensation. "Oh, sorry mom." he apologized acknowledging his insensitive actions. With long strokes up and down her back and then over her shoulders he massaged in the soothing liquid. He cupped his two hands and filled the pockets of his palms with cool liquid and leaned into her ass with his crotch. He bent over her back with his chest to reach around and under, to cup her hanging pendulous breasts and smear the cold velvety cream over the sore nipples. He massaged, pulled and stretched them for what seemed like hours as she accepted his weight on her back and enjoyed his ministrations.

He pulled away as he ran his hands back down over her waist to her hips. He poured more oil in his hands and reached down to do her hips and the cheeks of her ass. He loved her ass, it was so soft yet firm, so white yet pink so exotic yet intimate. He sunk to his knees and gently spread her legs apart as he strained to see where he had come from as a baby, her white puffy clam shell framed by the wonderful silky thighs. He stared at this miraculous place and leaned in to smell her, the smell that he had always desired.

He slipped his hands down her legs and back up to caress her vulva. With long light strokes he pleasured the lips with his fingers. He pulled back and pushed his hand up and away over her bum, exposing her pink rose bud. He could see it quivering as he worked the edge of his hand up and down the furrow between her cheeks. He pulled her cheeks apart and leaned in again until his lips were close to her vagina and his nose touched her ass. He could smell her musk, her arousal.

She had been aroused all day and now her relentless son, who knew exactly what she needed, had stoked to her lust again. Through the fog of her arousal, she heard Jr. say "Mom, I can't let you go out like this, I need to make you cum, Sr. wants me to take care of you. I've got an idea, come over to the bed."

Jr. cupped her sex, put this thumb on her nether hole and raised himself up, and drew her back away from the vanity to the bed. Jr. lay diagonally on the bed with this head at one bottom corner. Looking up at his mother he guided her backward until her crotch was over his face. He pulled her down so her smooth outer lips trapped his nose before adjusting her so that her vulva was over his mouth. He inhaled the aroma of her vagina, he tasted the juices on her soft swollen lips. He nosed her clit to the point it poked out far enough for him to suck on.

Annie could not believe what was happening as she squatted over him, letting his tongue bathe her insides. With quivering knees, she grasped her inner lips and spread them apart, allowing him full access to her pink flowing cunt. She held herself open and rubbed herself on his face. She thrust and bucked herself on his mouth. She fucked his face searching for his long probing tongue. She was wild with excitement, more intense than anything she had ever experienced. Her son was one with her as she put her full weight on him. She leaned forward, placed her hands on her splayed knees, she rocked in time with his stiff probing tongue. She felt his teeth on her inner lips and his tongue. Oh what a tongue she thought as it penetrated deep reaching into her uterus. 

She cried out silently, as she gripped the back of his and pulled him into her red pulsating cavity. Trying to get him to reach her g-spot. Trying to get him back into her. She came in rolling waves. Her son, her lover had made her feel like no one ever had.

Shakily, she stood up then collapsed on the bed. She was naked, legs fallen apart, sated...will he take me now she thought. He rolled over, kissed her tummy and adjusted his cock. 

"What about you?" Annie asked.

"That was incredible and I would love to cum, but I want to keep this excitement. Jake and I are going into town and this edge will help me focus on trying to meet some girls. I'll tell Mr. Lumley you will be down in a few minutes." said Jr. as he walked to bathroom to wash his face.

Coming back by the bed, he saw that she had not moved. She was beautiful, she was his mother, she was fantastic, she was still splayed wide open. He knelt between her legs, he smelled her bouquet, before he lovingly kissed the bald lips and the sheathed clit. 

"You smell so good, don't wash it before you go out, it will drive people wild. Remember have fun, I love you." Jr. said, standing up and going to the door.

She heard the door open and then close and knew that she had to get up and get dressed. 

She came down about fifteen minutes later to find Brice sitting at the table nursing his beer. He looked up at her yellow top with a hint of a red bra underneath. The half bra supported outward the bottom of her breasts up but let the top half jiggle around as she walked. The nipple loops helped the breasts from not falling out but at the expense of two large protrusions in the fabric. The top ran down to just above her belly button where it stopped to show off the sensuous swell of her tummy. The bottom half of the outfit started low on the hips ran to just above the knee where two white hold up nylons ran down her smooth curved legs to stop at a pair of red high heel shoes. To cover her bare shoulders she had a light white cotton cover up that was not done up. The outfit clung to her body but did not in anyway hamper her movements. 

"That is a wonderful outfit, you look great. The boys left for town already, so whenever you are ready we can head out." he said noticing that flush on her face. Obviously she got more sun than she planned he thought. "We'll take the Jeep since the boys took the truck. Since its BYOB, I have packed up some wine and since Barbara and I usually take some towels to sit on, I have two of those as well."

It was a bit of bouncy ride in the Jeep over to the resort. The canvas top to the Jeep gave it little structural rigidity. They bounced around a bit due to the stiff suspension and the rough road. They turned into the club's drive and found a parking space in the dimly lit lot. Brice came around to help her out. 

Climbing out, she realized, in her high heels she was as tall if not taller than Brice. She straightened her clothing and looking back down over her legs, she asked Brice, "Do my nylons look straight?" Turning to the car she put her hands on the front fender, put her legs together and thrust her ass out toward him.

Brice looked at them and offered. "I think so."

"Take a closer look Brice, and make sure they are." she said firmly.

"Yes of course Mrs. Sullivan, of course how inappropriate for me to question you." Brice responded immediately as he got down on his knees. He gently took her left ankle and began making sure the seam was straight with her heel Caressing her calf with his hands he used his thumbs to continue adjusting upward until he reached the back of her knee. He then took her right ankle and repeated the procedure but hesitated when he smoothed the back of her right knee. 

"All the way up Mr. Lumley if you please." Annie requested as she felt him warp his hands around her knees and continue their upward journey. She moved her legs apart as his one hand moved to her inner thigh and swept the slick lacy fabric upward under her skirt. He felt bare skin and he knew he had reached the top.

"Are they straight Mr. Lumley?' Annie asked with a bit of annoyance in her voice. "How can you be sure if you can not see all of them?"

"Quite right, quite right" Brice apologized as he used both hands to peel the rear of her tight skirt upward and away exposing the tops of her legs. He folded the skirt up and due to its tightness it stayed fast around her waist. He spread her legs more as he moved his face in closer for a better look. It may have been dark but he could clearly make out a red thong not only between the tan lines but between the cheeks of her ass. The tight elastic of the white stocking tops constricted grooves into her upper thighs He put a finger in the top of each of the hold ups to adjust it around and in doing so the back of his hand ran over her vulva. His fingers felt the slipperiness of her thighs as new juices trickled down on his fingers. He heard her moan and felt her squat to make better contact with his hand. 

"That's better, now check the front" she directed as she turned around. He grasped the hem in the middle and raised the fabric. The aroma of her arousal overwhelmed his senses and he peered closely at her sex instead of her nylons. He saw a glistening sheen and some residual sparkles in the recesses of her upper thighs where the wonderful bouquet was coming from. He felt the stretchy fabric of her skirt being pulled over his head. In the darkness, he closed his eyes and inhaled deeply as his tongue traced the red micro 'V' of her thong covering only her clit and then splitting her vagina. He leaned closer so as to totally capture her fragrance. The perfume of arousal, the scent he had smelled at lunch time.

"Well, Mr. Lumley?"

"The stockings like everything else are perfect, Mrs. Sullivan." came a muffled reply.

"Thank you Brice, please come out, fix the hem and let's go meet your friends."



The Long Weekend Ch. 14



Chapter 14

Saturday Night at the Club

Brice held the front door to the resort open for her and Annie walked in. She had never been to a place like this and while her dominance over Brice had been reestablished she was still nervous. She held back and let him lead her into the lobby area.

Brice walked up to the counter where a n elderly couple were selling tickets. "Hi, Bertha. Hi, Jim. This is Annie Sullivan, a friend of ours whose son is helping us up at our new cottage. Barbara thought she should meet some of our friends." said Brice in a very cordial and friendly manner sweeping his arm wide to include Annie in the conversation "She's never been to a clothing optional resort and is a little nervous, so I am not sure how long we will stay."

"No worries Bull, it'll be a fun night and we don't bite. Still, its $25 each" said Bertha as she extended her hand not for the money, but to shake Annie's. In doing so, her long narrow wrinkled breasts which were hanging close to her waist, swung like dueling pendulums. "All shapes, sizes and ages, no reason at all to be embarrassed and looking at you, you'll be the hit of the party." 

"I'll say!" exclaimed naked Jim as he took in the beauty of Brice and Barbara's friend.

Brice paid the entry fees and with a wave to Bertha and Jim headed out into the 25 acre compound toward the multipurpose building. "We'll find a clothes check and lockers when we get there." he said as they walked through some gardens that in the height of summer would be lush and verdant. He pointed out the pool, horseshoe pitch, the camping area, the dozen or so cottages where he and Barbara frequently stayed before they bought the cottage. Each apparently had private patios and hot tubs.

Hearing the music, long before seeing the people, they arrived at the party. The double doors were propped open and decorated with streamers. Inside to the left was a large alcove with small lockers on one side and hanging space on the other. Annie saw a middle aged couple in the middle of the space undressing. The man was wearing long silk pajama bottoms, an open shirt and flip flops. The woman was adjusting her necklace and though her sheer top came down to mid thigh, it did nothing to hide her small breasts and delicate frame. She had on matching lace panties which showed a lot of her bum and like Annie, high heels.

Hi Brice, how are you? Who is your friend.?" the man asked as he left his wallet on top of his partner's purse in the locker, locked it up and put the elastic strap on the key around his wrist.

"This is Annie a friend of ours visiting for the weekend. This is Nancy and Rick. This is her first time and she's a little nervous about the whole thing." Brice said with care in his voice as Annie looked a little self-conscious.

They all shook hands agreeing to meet up again inside.

"Shall we share a locker? It is usually the easiest thing to do." Brice offered as he removed the lock and opened the door. "I'll hang my shorts over here, so they won't crush" he said as he unbuttoned his shirt, undid his belt and pulled down his zipper. He then nonchalantly slipped out of his trousers to reveal short royal blue boxers. His fat cock left a bulge in the front and held the fabric away from the front of his thigh. Annie thought that even in its soft state, she could see the outline of the mushroom head at the bottom of the boxers. She watched its heavy weight sway behind the sheer fabric as he turned.

Annie was a bit taken aback by the suddenness of everything but the relaxed nature eased her anxiety. She was worried about being here without Sr. or Jr. but, so far so good. She steeled herself and said out loud, "I guess this is it." She said as she turned to put her purse in the locker. Before she did she opened it and Brice thought she was going to check her make-up. He was startled when she took a black collar and discreetly passed them to him. "I want you to wear this tonight" she said quietly but firmly.

He looked at her with trepidation but he put it on. His cock had fattened up nicely and she could clearly see the purple head extending beyond the bottom hem. She was starting to feel a little less nervous. "Shall we go in?" More of a statement than a question she said as she reached for his arm.

The hall was not large, it had a bar set up with bottles next to a folding table with food set out. There were a number of circular tables around the perimeter. The tables circled a area that was obviously a dance are in front of a DJ set up. There were maybe 30 people milling around in various stages of undress. Annie felt she was over dressed but as of yet was not ready to really commit to the scene. It looked like it was made of mostly couples, perhaps a few single men and women. They all seemed quite comfortable with each other as the conversations were sprinkled with unbridled laughter.

They seemed to be grouped around the bar and food with a few places at tables reserved with handbags, scarves and the like. Half were completely naked with only shoes on. Some even had socks, how weird she thought. The other men were dressed like Brice, either with boxers, shorty type wrap-arounds, or short robes, even one wispy sarong. Some of the older women had little cheerleader skirts over their not so dainty thighs. Some like Nancy, whom she had met, had only transparent cover-ups, some with garter belts and stockings underneath.

All in all, Annie found it was quite a sight. Age seemed to be immaterial as young were talking to old and to each other. Brice walked a bit stiffly to the bar to set down the drinks he had brought. To the left of the bar was a small table with name tags. "Most everyone knows everyone, but why not fill one out and put it on, while I pour you a wine?" Brice suggested. 

Annie nodded and smiled and moved to the lower table. Bending over, her soft breasts spilled forward. Annie reached up to rearrange them and folded the top down for more support. This also showed off more of her chest and revealed the deep cleavage. Writing out her name, she peeled off the tag. She slapped it down firmly onto the fabric. It certainly drew attention to her left nipple she thought. Moving back to the group, she took the wine from Brice and began to feel part of the party.

The conversation was amicable, a few innuendo's and racy remarks, but Annie was quite surprised at how normal and non-sexual it was. Just a party, but with naked and semi-naked people. About ten minutes later, she pressed Brice's arm, "I need the locker key, please" she whispered to him. 

"Your make up is fine Annie." Brice offered. 

"It's not for my make-up" she replied.

Taking the key, Annie slipped away. A few minutes later, Brice noticed that many eyes were looking beyond him and he turned. He saw Annie had removed the bra and yellow top and now over her skirt she was wearing only the white cover up - unbuttoned. Her wonderful breasts sagged just perfectly. They swung with each step and her rampant nipples drew arcs in the light white fabric as she walked toward him. Her mild sun burn left white triangles over her nipples where the top had been and these were like two headlights coming toward you. Your eyes were drawn to them. She was magnificent. He was speechless.

She rejoined the group feeling that everyone was looking at her at her nakedness. They were. She handed the key to Brice. 

"Can I get anyone another drink?" some one asked. 

"I'll have a red wine please." Annie responded. A few more orders were given and the conversation picked up almost immediately, eyes returned to looking at faces rather than her chest. Yet, she stood a little behind Brice in an attempt at modesty. Annie's nipples were still excited from their exposure to so many people and continued to grow to be framed by her wide bumpy areola. Shielded by the light top they were beguiling and intriguing not blatant.

She began to feel more comfortable and by the time the drinks arrived, she felt quite at ease. Sr. might like this she thought as she took her drink. "Shall we find a table?" Brice asked out loud. As a large group they started making their way to various tables. Annie and Brice were waved over to a table near the dance floor where by a couple in their early fifties. Sitting with them was a very young man. Attendees had to be eighteen to get in, so have been at least that age, but certainly not much more Annie thought. They were followed by two other couples from the drinks group. Now a more intimate table of nine, more introductions were made. Kathy and Bob Andrews, the couple who waved them over explained the young man was Dan. He was Bob's nephew who was living with them. Bob's much younger brother's wife died and he was working for a firm in Saudi, so Dan had been staying with them for the last year. Kathy, who appeared to be stark naked, wore her name tag directly on her exposed skin. It miraculously clung her pear shaped breast as if by magic. Annie leaned over to shake her hand and inhaled sharply as Kathy responded with a huge bright smile showing off pouty lips and perfect teeth. Kathy looked wonderfully rubenesque with a full curvaceous body and a big red nest of pubic hair. Bob stood up, his dangling penis popping into view, as he reached for her hand. Dan, wearing a white toga, looking overwhelmed, looked up and smiled.

Kathy piped up, "It was Dan's eighteenth birthday last month and he said he had always wanted to come to an adult party here and he wanted this as his present. How could we say no? So here he is. He's been here during the family daytimes but this is his first time here for an evening event."

"Mine too." Continued Annie, as she went on to explain her situation and that her son Jr. and Brice's son Jake had gone into town, leaving them free to attend. Then looking warmly at Dan, Annie offered "I was nervous at first, but I am feeling better now. How about you?" 

Looking sheepish, he said "It so different for me, 'cause during the day, everyone is mostly completely naked. I am feeling that a little bit of clothing sure makes things more sexy."

"I agree, but I am not ready to take everything off just yet." responded Annie.

"Me neither, I think I would be terribly embarrassed" Dan offered with a bit of nod to the lower half of his body hidden by the table.

Annie smiled indicating she understood what he meant.

The music picked up again and Brice asked if she wanted to dance. She said yes they moved to the open part of the floor. She was a good dancer but Brice was very good and complemented her style making her look even better. They were quickly joined by other couples and over the next hour, they spent time dancing, chatting at the table, wandering around getting drinks and meeting other people.

Annie, actually managed to forget, she was effectively topless. On the faster numbers, her loose top flew open, her breasts, swung and jiggled, completely on display. On slower numbers, the cover hid her charms as her breast swayed to the music. Once, she felt the head of Brice's cock as it pressed into the back of her thigh. Another time, as Bob spun her around, she accidentally brushed Bob's penis as she reached for his hand. A few gropes here and there, a little touching of her breasts as she was spun around in a circle on the dance floor. Nothing more than would have happened anywhere else. Very safe, nothing to worry about she thought.

Annie noticed that Kathy, who in her high heels, was at least six inches taller than Dan, danced mostly with her nephew. Dan's demeanor and small slight frame made him appear very boyish. She thought what a difference between this eighteen year old still a boy and her nearly twenty-one son who was becoming a man. Kathy's husband Bob, was engaged in a discussion about bass fishing and appeared happy Kathy was being entertained and the nephew was not being a drag on the evening. On the dance floor, she saw Kathy straddle Dan's thin leg and emote against his thigh. He leaned back and she leaned forward, her breast meeting the fabric of his toga. He withdrew his leg, spun her around and pushed his pelvis into her and as she bent over, he reached under and took a quick feel of her hanging breasts. Oh my, she thought, that was unexpected.

Mainly people danced with their partners, but there seemed like a lot of friendly exchanges as both men and women sought to welcome the newcomers. Brice was in demand not only because he was a good dancer but the women obviously wanted to get closer to his sex. They rubbed their behinds against him and he held their hips, as they shimmied and flaunted their breasts to get his attention. He let them get excited without overplaying his assets.

Beginning to feel more comfortable, she adjusted her skirt that it now sat lower on her hips and the bottom to just above the top of her hold ups. Now she did need the towel to sit on, because when she sat her bare bum was in direct contact with anything. Dancing a slower number with Brice, he placed his hands on her hips. "May I?" he asked as he wiggled his fingers under the waist band.

Annie nodded and Bull slid his hands under the waist band of her skirt, cupped her ass and pulled her into his engorged package. She felt the root of it against her mons and the exposed head make contact with her thigh. Annie leaned back, pulled open her cover-up and pressed her nipples into his barrel chest. The red sensitive protrusions dragged casually back and forth as they swayed to the beat of the music. Annie danced with her hands on his shoulders.

Many people were now dancing either as couples or individuals. The floor was crowded with some noticeable coming and going on the far side of the room. After a few dances with Annie not allowing any more of Brice's advances, she sat while Brice was up dancing with some older woman. Kathy suggested to Annie, they go to freshen up, pointing to the far side. "Why don't you join us Dan?" Kathy suggested. "I think you'll see why you have to be an adult to attend these parties."

Dan and Annie looked at each other and followed Kathy. Weaving through the gyrating nakedness they reached a plain door on the far side. Opening the door, Kathy entered the corridor with washrooms on one side and a large theatre stage like curtain on the other. "This is the play room" Kathy said with anticipation as she felt for the opening. Finding it Kathy put her head in, then reached back to grab Dan's hand, who in turn extended his hand to grab Annie. Stepping through the curtain they entered another world. Lit with only red night lights and red rope lights above a perimeter valance, they heard moans and sighs as they saw bodies silhouetted by the light of large LCD screen showing a MFM porn movie. Standing still until their eyes adjusted, they smelt the odor of raw sex. On a king sized bed, they saw BBW on all fours going down on an equally large man. Her hips were up in the air presented to the room as an invitation to a male, a female, a couple -- it did not matter. A much older couple were fondling each other on the bench while, in the middle of the room flaunting their youth, a handsome young man was getting his cock sucked by an eager young woman on her knees. 

Moving to their right and with their backs to the wall, the three new entrants watched the scene in front of them. Annie noticed that Kathy's hand was casually brushing the front of Dan's toga, while he stared in disbelief. With a smile to Annie, Kathy turned to Dan and covered his body with hers. She pressed her nakedness into him. She started at the top and finished with her crotch against his. She had a wonderful languid undulating motion like a belly dancer. Annie saw that while she was much taller and bigger than Dan, she was gentle and motherly to him. Kathy pressed her breasts into his small upper chest, she slithered away and pressed her stomach then scooped her pelvic region into his bulging toga to sweep her sex upward on his obviously hard pole. She saw Kathy reached between their bodies and slowly untied his robe. Kathy pulled the robe open and pressed her body into his very white slender body. Kathy, stepped to the side, presented Dan, with the hardest cock that Annie had ever seen, naked to the room and Annie. His small slight boyish frame, supported what appeared to be a vertical white rod of steel about five inches long. 

"Keep watching, Dan, while your new mommy gives you the rest of your birthday present" whispered Kathy into his ear as she ran her hand over the front of his chest. She bent her head to lick his nipples then bending further she kissed the head of cock as she squatted in front of him. She knew he would not last long. He never did the first time. She grabbed his cock with both hands and taking careful aim at her name tag, she squeezed and twisted her hands, milking his cock. His palms went flat to the wall, his knees quivered and he thrust himself repeatedly into her hands. Within seconds he came with big creamy streams and gobs flying about, many landing on her chest. With tears of ecstasy in his eyes, he looked down to see her looking in his eyes and to see his cum run down to drip off her nipples onto her thighs. She stroked and stroked until he shuddered with completion.

Kathy looked up at Dan, took a finger and wiped a large dollup of cum off his cock and ran it, like lipstick, over her lips. 

Annie stared at the lusty action beside her. She was so absorbed in the lascivious acts beside her she was not aware that she had begun to tweak her nipples with one hand and had cupped her sex with the other.



The Long Weekend Ch. 15



Leaving the Party Early

Kathy looked up at Dan, took a finger and wiped a large dollop of cum off his cock and ran it, like lipstick, over her lips. 

Annie stared at the lusty action beside her. She was so absorbed in the lascivious acts beside her she was not aware that she had begun to tweak her nipples with one hand and had cupped her sex with the other. 

Kathy saw Annie was aroused by the action and stood up. She gave Annie a salty peck on the cheek then spoke softly into her ear, "Can you stay with him while I go across the hall and clean up.? He's always wanted to know what goes on but single men are not supposed to be in here unaccompanied. The fact is also that he will be ready again in minutes, so I won't be long."

"Sure" said Annie, not really knowing what to say after the unexpected yet exciting hand job she had just witnessed. "Why don't we wait over here?" she said guiding him over to the bench. Sitting him down on the bench, she stood in front of him. "Can you please a woman, like your aunt pleased you?" she asked him as she moved closer.

"I think so. I've learned a lot from reading Literotica, I've surfed the net and I have had some private lessons from my mom and her friends. I've always been a good student." Dan replied as he reached for Annie. Sitting down, his mouth was at her breast level. He nuzzled her breasts through her cover up. He reached up and pulled the top away exposing her left breast, then her right. He licked the underside of each breast (something an article in Cosmo said to do) then moving to her nipples he licked each one until it was very wet, then blew softly across the areola creating a wonderful sensation in Annie. He took the ripening nipple in his mouth and like a new baby began to suckle. His slurping noises, added to the whimpers and groans echoing in the darkness.

Annie reached up and held her breast to him like a mother to a young baby. She put her hand on the back of head to keep him in a place. A place he had no intention of leaving. Reaching up to tweak her other nipple he gently pulled her closer. He felt Annie move in so her legs straddled his young slim thigh.

Her knee nudged his already hard cock and Dan reached out found the silky hold ups and lightly traced his fingers until he touched her naked thighs. He caressed the front and back of her legs softly. He ran the back of hand up the inside of the sweaty thighs while Annie spread her legs to accommodate the welcome intruder. He had never felt such smooth satiny skin between anyone's legs. His aunt and all her friends were very proud of their pubic hair and never shaved. He sawed the edge of his hand back and forth on either side of thong. Never touching her vagina directly, but letting her think he was about to, he increased the titillation. The soft silky feel was intoxicating.

To understand what he was dealing with, his fingers traced the outline of her thong. He felt the little pouch that held her clit. He traced the narrow strap and felt the smooth swelling lips on either side. He felt the wetness as he moved his fingers further under her. In Annie's evaluation, he was an honor student in anatomy. He ran his long thin fingers over the furrow in her vulva. He took hold of the thong and gently pulled it down both thighs until it caught just above Annie's knees. He slowly worked his small soft boyish hands back up her moist thighs until his fingers reached her dripping juices. He caught some juices and scooped them up to lubricate her more. 

He took his index finger and carefully spelled his name on her clitoris. D - a firm stroke with a gentle circular caress. A – a firm and up and down strokes with a sideways caress. N - three soft strokes, one up the side, one down the middle and one up the other side. Annie would be sure never to forget his name.

He worked two fingers into her as he ran his thumb over her pulsating entrance. She took all of him and signaled she wanted more by trying to open her legs wider and squeezing her demanding vagina on the ends of his fingers. He pushed her thong all the way down so she could step out of it. She put one foot up on the bench as he slid a third finger in. He buried his three middle fingers, so that his little finger would touch her rosebud and his thumb could draw tantalizing circles around her clit. 

They found a rhythm, he would push and she would squeeze and squat. She would release and he would withdraw an inch or two. He was a gifted lover she thought. She had let Sr. and Jr. make love to her with some guidance, but Dan had not be guided but was a natural who had also been trained, very well trained.

With her eyes closed, she held his head to her breast while he pleasured her. She began to hump his hand and was startled to feel another hand on her ass. "Let me help." said Kathy as she stroked Annie's ass. Kathy stepped in and over Dan's other leg and presented herself to her nephew. 

"Don't forget me" she cooed as Dan took his other hand and began to work his aunt's pussy. Kathy in the meantime, began to caress Annie's other breast while continuing to stoke Annie's bum. Kathy leaned over and licked Annie's ear then nipped at her straining neck. 

Sensing that she had taught her nephew well and that Annie was about to come, Kathy slipped her finger between Annie's ass check and played with her rosebud. Annie, came with a guttural moan as she leaned forward to support herself on the wall behind the bench. 

Dan was ambidextrous. His fingers in Annie were now moving slowly as he brought her down from her orgasm, while his other hand played a faster rhythm with his surrogate mother. While Annie was dripping wet, his mother was just getting damp. Annie stepped off his leg as Kathy reached to touch her surrogate son's steel hard cock.

Kathy pulled his hand away from her crotch as she picked up, then opened one of the many packages of condom's she had brought back with her. She expertly put in on him and turned her back to him and leaned on him. She levered his hard cock away from his body, slid her ass down his torso and sat on his lap. The ribbed and lubricated condom lay against the outside of her vagina. She ran her fingers over her luxurious hairy lips and the length of his cock at the same time. 

Annie saw Kathy rise up and Dan's rigid cock spring back to vertical. Kathy immediately impaled herself fully on his rod. 

With a face showing the sign of focused sexual arousal, and her hips beginning a slow steady cadence, Kathy said to Annie. "Come closer." Annie did and Kathy placed her hands on Annie's hips and looked up into her face. "Thanks for looking after Dan. Do you want to stay? Join us? I have a few more birthday presents for him. If not, could you tell my husband that everything is fine, not to worry and I will catch up with him later." With that comment she gathered some of the slimy discharge from Annie's upper thighs and smeared it on her own breasts. She reached her hands back over her shoulders and said to Dan "Smell this."

Annie bent over to pick up her thong and got a close up view of Dan's cock buried to the hilt between two fleshy thighs. She took her thong and pressed it into one of Dan's hands that was holding Kathy's hips. "Happy Birthday!"

Kathy and Dan watched Annie make her way to the curtain and the glow of the hallway lights illuminate her silhouette as she found the opening to exit. Moving under the bright lights she crossed the hall to the ladies washroom shower area. Annie looked at herself in the mirror. She still had a top on, she still had most of her bottoms on. She felt, without lying, she could tell Sr. that she did not get naked nor did she misbehave too much. She pulled up her skirt and pressed her dark red swollen lips against the cool while porcelain of the sink. It was soothing. She touched up her make-up, dabbed off most of the love juices from her thighs and headed back to the main room. On the back of the door was a big sign.

'Annual LADIES ONLY day, tomorrow SUNDAY 11am to 4pm

Don't forget the White Elephant Raffle'

Making her way back to the table she saw Brice's blue boxers folded neatly on the chair. She found Bob and told him not to worry about Kathy. Frankly it appeared to fall on deaf ears, as he did not look worried in the least, and carried on his fishing conversation. Looking around she saw Brice a couple of table away standing and talking to young man. A woman sitting next to the standing younger man was staring at Brice's monster cock. She watched as the woman asked something of the man, the man look to Brice and Brice nodded what looked like approval. She saw the small woman discreetly reach out and touch Bull's cock. Nothing obvious, just getting an understanding of how it feels, its texture and its size. Brice moved in a little closer to the seated woman, so as to be less obvious to the partiers in the room. The woman tried to put her hands around its girth and then touched the spongy head. She was measuring it and sending the unbelievable statistics to her brain. Bull began to fatten up, but not firm up. It hung like obscenely a fat sausage in front of her. The woman stared quietly, as if imagining what it would be like to be used by such a specimen. 

Annie moved toward them and when she got closer she could see the small woman was a very young, Asian woman. She was very slim, likely as size zero, no body hair, two puffy nipples on a flat chest. She was transfixed on Bull's enormous member.

Brice introduced Al and Yoko. Yoko was visiting from Thailand, where Al had been on holiday. Al was tall like Annie's son and maybe a couple of years older than he was. 

Al complimented Annie on her braveness to come to the party and suggested that, as Yoko was smitten with Brice, out of respect to the people on the dance floor, perhaps they should all go to the party room. Annie could see the twitching in Brice's cock indicating a yes, but she felt that it might lead to things that Sr. and Jr. would be unhappy with.

"Brice, go if you want to but I think at this point in the night, I should probably go home. I'll call a cab. Please, you stay."

Although he would have loved to stay and find the release he needed since lunch time, Brice, a true gentleman said "Nonsense, Mrs. Sullivan, you are my guest and I'll take you home. I've had a hard day too and likely need the rest for tomorrow"

With profuse apologies to Al and a disappointed Yoko, they took their leave. Waving good byes to others on their way to the lobby, Nancy who they had met earlier came up to them. Nancy was now naked except for her necklace and her red shoes. Nancy took Annie hand and said sotto voce to her "I saw you in the playroom. Do come to ladies day tomorrow, it is always a great time. Only us ladies in the club, the pool, the steam, the sauna and the play room. It's not to be missed. And if you do come, make sure you enter the raffle."

In the locker area, Brice reached for his pants. "Don't put those on. I want to you naked all the way home." said Annie as she picked her bra and jersey top but made no attempt to put them on. Annie picked up and opened her purse and took a six foot black leather leash out and snapped it onto a ring on Brice's collar.

Brice was surprised but his cock flexed a bit in anticipation as he walked three paces behind Annie to the main entrance. Annie recognized Bertha and Jim as the older couple from the playroom and with a wave, walked her pet out the front door to the parking lot.

Brice assisted Annie into the car and could not help but notice that she no longer had a red thong. Getting in, she placed the seat belt firmly between her breasts and pulled the top apart to expose her nipples. "Let's put the top down and enjoy the drive a fresco." Annie suggested strongly, with nipples now like two bullets on top of her red areolas.

With the top down and the heater going, the drive home was as brisk as it was bumpy and Brice's cock flopped and rolled from side to side. Hanging over the front edge of the seat, it provided a tantalizing sight to Annie. Reaching the house they were both relieved to see the boy's were not home yet.

Walking up to the house, Brice offered expectantly, "Nightcap?"

"No, I have other plans" Annie said as she pulled the leash with a slight jerk. Walking briskly, Brice was being pulled along. They climbed the stairs to the bedroom level and Annie made straight for Barbara's closet. Opening the door, she pulled Brice inside and pointing at the dildos, demanded, "Which one is your favorite?"

"Kneel down and strap it on me." she ordered pointing to the six inch ivory phallus he had chosen.

Brice was on his knees as she stepped closer and said, "But first, we need to get you in the mood." As she lifted her skirt and put it over his head. He was in the dark with his nose buried in her hot sweaty loins. He smelled her arousal from her earlier discharges which were still slimy on her thighs. The wet tops of her hold ups which had been soaked with cum were now drying out. His cock began to firm up and extend as Annie pushed his head into her thrust pelvis trapping him in the intoxicating aroma. Annie contracted her muscles and expelled whatever discharge was still inside her to add to the stifling musk that he was inhaling. 

"Enough" said Annie and she lifted her skirt to free his head. She saw that it had done the trick. His monstrous cock as deliciously firm and rampant. "Hook me up" she demanded as she stepped into the harness. He helped Annie step into the red harness by sliding it up under her skirt before cinching it up. He tightened it to her approval and attached the hard cock as his cock twitched and jerked in anticipation

"Lube?" she asked. "Get some and smear it on generously" Brice's cock danced at the sight of her in front of him and of what was going to happen. He knelt in front of her and with both hands fondled the anal invader making sure it was generously coated with lube. His own erection, if possible, was growing harder and longer with each anticipatory second.

The scene was obscene as her skirt was pulled up at the front to reveal the hard ersatz cock glistening with lube. Pulling him to his feet, she dragged him to the top of landing and pushing him down on all fours ordered, "Bend over Bull, you've had a hard day and now you are going to have a hard night with a hard cock." 

She knelt behind him and touched the cold greasy phallus to his legs. His cock jumped as he felt the cool toy stroking the back of his thighs. He pushed his butt back but Annie pulled away and drew circles over his buttocks then dipped down to rub the dildo on the bottom of his scrotum. She pulled his cheeks apart. She was going to ride him like a stallion rides a mare. She laid the large bulb to the furrow of his butt as he shuddered. She held it there raising the expectation of entry.

"No, roll over on your back - legs up" she cried out. He quickly pulled away and flipped over. His huge cock lay along his body, rising up to almost his chest as he bent his legs. She wanted to see his goods, his package.

She was taken aback by a display of monstrous proportions. 

"Now, masturbate for me." she ordered touching again the ivory to his anus. He took his two large hands and gripped his cock and began to stroke. Annie scooped her pelvis to push the dildo against his straining balls. Sperm sacs, that since lunchtime had been aching for release, quivered to the touch. The lube on his hands shone as he polished his knob with long strokes. His face contorted as he thrust himself into his hands. The squishy sounds of pounding flesh overwhelmed the room. Annie held her ground. She did not penetrate, she did not need to, the idea in his mind was all that counted.

She watched as he feverishly stroked and twisted his straining cock. She knew what he wanted, what he need and this was it.

'Cum for me, now" she almost shouted as she touched the slippery dildo to his anus. His bulbous cockhead spat out his cum in long ropes to land on his neck and upper chest. He continued to squeeze out the cream until his hands and fingers were covered and the last drops had been released.

"Very good Mr. Lumley. I know you needed that." Annie said as she stood up and dropped the harness and the dildo on the floor between his legs. Looking down at him, she saw a man with a huge cock, covered in his own cum with smile and look of relief on his face.

"Sleep well. Thanks for a great night. See you in the morning. Good Night." she bade as she turned and entered her bedroom.



The Long Weekend Ch. 16



Chapter 16: 

Early Sunday Morning

The silence woke her up. Annie was not used to the quiet and since she had gone to bed reasonably early, she was restless. Part of the restlessness had to do with what she witnessed last night with Brice. His size and girth meant that he would forever be BULL to her. She thought back at how it ended, her standing up and dropping the harness and the dildo on the floor between Bull's legs as she looked down at him, to see a man with a huge cock, covered in his own cum with smile and look of relief on his face.

It was really early, she didn't know what time, but with the sky beginning to lighten she thought she might try to catch the sunrise over the lake. With a bit of a nip in the air and aiming for some modicum of decency, she selected her yellow Capri pants. They fit her like a coat of paint, allowing her curves and attributes show through. She opted for a black thong. Although it showed a panty line, it also provided a light grey shadow line. It accentuated her hips as it came around her waist and plunged between her buttocks. The front dove down in a 'V' and, if any one was looking, it led the viewer's eyes to her prominent mons. Over a demi-bra, a long sleeved button up flannel men's shirt with a fleece vest finished the top and the leggings, left on the floor from last night, completed the outfit.

She quietly opened the door and picking up her white running shoes, crept down the stairs into the empty kitchen area. She was worried about Jr. as she had not heard him come in. Rather than going directly outside, she grabbed an apple, then began the decent to the lower level to check on him. When she was about half way down she heard passionate grunting and the slapping together of wet flesh.

Sitting on a step and peaking over the handrail, she saw a large BBW was lying on her back on the bench. Jr. was feeding her his long fat cock that she appeared to be taking down her throat with ease. Jake was kneeling between her fat legs and was eating her out as she held herself open by her ankles for his tongue. OMG, thought Annie, he has a fantastic tongue. He was licking her up and down, when suddenly he reached under her knees to raise them up. Like raising barbells, he pushed her legs up. She saw Jr. reach out and grab the woman's feet and pull them to his chest and then stretch out his arms to the side. It was choreographed so smoothly, they've done this before guessed Annie. Pulling the BBW's chubby legs apart provided a wanton display of flesh to Jake and allowed Annie to see the slick thighs and swollen lips that Jake had been ravishing. The woman groaned from the splitting stretch but this was soon replaced with moans of delight as Jake dove down further and pulled her cheeks apart. Jake's nose was in her cunt as he licked her ass with his oversized tongue. The woman began to jerk her clit with one hand and grope one of her large pendulous tits with the other. Meanwhile, Jr., never missing a stroke, kept the head of cock in her throat. Jr. pressed her feet to his hips, rolling her back even more. Her rose bud was now pointing at the ceiling as Jake inserted a finger. When he stopped for a breath, Annie could see the woman's tattoo on her lower back. 

Every now and then Jr. would withdraw and settle his swollen testicles on her mouth. She sucked and licked them, while trying to catch her breath. Jake however, never stopped sucking, licking and fingering.

"Time to change!" Jake called out. Jr. let go of her legs, she rolled up to standing while Jake lay on the bench. With the young BBW woman now riding Jake in a reverse cow girl, she faced Jr.'s naked body standing at the end of the bench. Annie could see her large soft breasts swinging and flopping wildly as she rode Jake's cock. Seeing only the back of Jr., she guessed, by the thrusting of his hips, his cock was being shoved in the woman's mouth. The woman had to brace her self by holding onto Jake's knees to counteract the force of Jr.'s penetrations.

'Show me your pussy, finger it, put your tongue on my cock, lick me, suck my cock! Open your mouth, come closer, stick out your tongue, catch my cum.' commanded Jr. Annie was in shock. He had seen and he heard her masturbating in the upstairs bathroom she thought. More to the point, is that how aroused she looked and acted when she was do it? She asked herself quietly.

The scene she was witnessing added to the heat of her body created by the warm clothes she had on. However, she dare not move or make any noise, but when Jr. pulled out and started stroking his cock and his semen spewed over the face, throat and tits of the BBW, Annie led out a groan. The young woman grabbed his ass with both hands and pulled his groin to her face. She pressed his cock and balls into the cum that covered her.

"Someone fuck my ass, now!" the BBW cried out insatiably. 

Feeling a little jealous yet wanting to join in, Annie was afraid to and needing to cool off, Jr.'s mother, with trembling legs, cautiously crept away. It was a hard decision but it was a strange house, Brice was upstairs and Jr. said no shenanigans. She snuck back up through the kitchen and out the back door. In going around the house she saw a taxi in the driveway. 'Double D Taxi' the logo read. At least a double D Annie thought as she recalled the humongous tits around Jr.'s cock. Walking past the taxi she felt the hood. It was cold. She's been here a long time, Annie conjectured. On the door it said 'Leased to Sam', I guess that is short for Samantha, Annie speculated.

Continuing down the path to the lake, she saw the mist rising. She could not sit because the chairs were wet with dew, so she did a silent standing meditation while the sun rose. Spectacular, she thought. Returning from the lake, in the distance she saw the taxi's roof light on, as Sam drove her way back to town. Entering through the lower level, there was a distinct aroma of sex which diminished as she climbed the stairs to the kitchen. 

Arriving at the kitchen, the odor of sex was replaced with the compelling smell of rich coffee and oatmeal bubbling on the stove. 

'Hi Brice, the silence this morning drew me to the lake to watch the sunrise. It was beautiful." Annie said then carrying on, 'You are quite domestic.' she quipped. Warming up with a hot cup of coffee, Annie undid her vest. The soft flannel fabric restraining the soft flesh of her breasts spilling over the top of the bra.

'Well, some car kicking up gravel woke me up. Walking to the stairs, he bellowed out "Jake, Jr., get your butts up here.' 

They arrived looking distinctively disheveled and worse for wear and cowered when they heard Brice chastising them, "You guys look rough. I don't think I'm going to get a full days work of you. Did you get in late?' 

'No, we got in early.' Jake confessed but Jr. was thinking, yeah, and we got in often. "The bar was busy, we had a few drinks and laughs and thought it best to take a cab home. The truck is still there.' admitted Jake.

"Good for you two, that's thinking smart. Nothing like a good taxi ride home to signal the end of a good night out.' he said in his most paternal voice. 

With that the men sat at the table and faced another bowl of the fortifying oatmeal. "How was your night last night Mom?" asked Jr. 

"Fabulous, Brice and Barbara have such nice friends up here. I met so many people, it was hard to remember all their names. We danced and talked. I had a great time. Brice is such a good dancer. The outfit you suggested Jr. was perfect, when I got hot I could take it off." Annie enthusiastically responded.

With a smile from Brice, the men continued eating slowly without a lot of conversation and only a few looks to each other or smiles at Annie, they finished the coffee and breakfast before Brice stood up, suggesting they get going.

"Now that we are done up around the house and until the delivery arrives, let's work down by the dock. Annie, can you watch for the truck and let us know when it arrives." Brice solicited.

"Of course Brice, but the ladies from last night have asked if would join them for lunch today and I thought that it would be a fun idea. With only one car, can somebody drive me over about 11:30 or so?" answered Annie.

"Sure, I will. I have something to do between 1 and 2 so I can I get the boys working, do a bit around here after I come back from driving you. Bus the tables boys, Mrs. Sullivan can't be cleaning up after a couple of you young bucks." Brice cajoled in a loud voice.

With only a minor kitchen clean up necessary, Annie was quickly finished then made herself a cup of tea and sat in the dining area, wondering what to do. She had a couple of hours to kill before heading out and the sun would not be fully on the deck for another forty-five minutes or so, she thought it would be great time to call Sr.

When she finally got through to Sr. on his mobile she told him about meeting Jr.'s swim coach, the drive up, stopping to buy some clothes he will really like to see her in, the picnic and how wonderful the cottage and lake are. She described Brice to Sr. and told him she got to meet some of Brice's and Barbara's friends last night at a local club while Jr. and Jake went out on the town. She said, he might like to meet the friends as they seemed real friendly.

Sr. pretended to be interested but after ten minutes she could tell he was distant as he was trying to solve the problems where he was. "I'm working real hard to get home tomorrow night but at best it will be real late." said Brice vacantly. 'I miss you like crazy." 

"Me too, honey." said Annie as she realized she had been using her right hand to softly stroke her nipples into hardness. Her arousal at hearing Sr.'s voice was palpable. It was getting her damp, excited and wanting more.

"I think we should help each other out over the phone." he suggested strongly.

"I need you so much but I need to go outside on the deck and listen for the delivery van, can you give me a couple of minutes and call me back. Is that OK?" she asked hesitantly.

"Sure luv, I'll get myself comfortable too and I will call you back in five minutes." stated Sr.

Dragging a chair to the far end of the deck, she arranged it so that it was in the sun as much as possible and still be close the driveway. She struggled to find a place where the low sun came in under the eave but above the balcony handrail. She put a towel down on the damp cushion and sat down to face the sun. She had to face the house with her back to the road to faced the sun and wait for Sr. to call. Her cell phone rang loudly, startling her a bit. She pressed talk and heard him say, "Tell me where you are and what you are doing."

"Well I am on a private third floor deck, sitting in the sun and thinking of how hot you always get me." she quickly answered. She continued to fondle her breasts as she heard Brice snort his approval. "Slowly undo your shirt. I am imaging you sitting there with it barely open and seeing your bra." Brice ordered as he slipped his hand around his cock.

Meanwhile back at the dock, Jake was begging off work to go to the bathroom. "Just pee behind the boat house." said an irritated Brice.

"Can't, need to do number two" claimed Jake and he hurriedly jogged up to the house leaving Jr. and Brice to do the heavy lifting. In reality, while he had to go, it was not as urgent as he let on and besides, if Jr.'s mom if she was sun bathing, he wanted to steal a peek.

Reaching the house he did a soft call out and with no reply, he quietly went up to the kitchen and called out again. No reply, so he deftly climbed to the third floor and went to the window he was at when yesterday he saw Jr. and Jr.'s mom having sex. Looking out he saw her at the far end of the deck sitting in a chair undoing her shirt while holding a cell phone. He went back to the hall way and into the room nearest to where she was sitting. This is even better than he had hoped. She was beautiful. He had always lusted after her and last two days he had gotten not only luckier in what he saw of her but bolder in his own actions. He held his breath as he watched her fingers undo the final buttons.

"What about my bra?" Annie asked as she opened the flannel shirt to expose herself.

"Yes, undo the snap on the front and just let it fall apart by the weight of your large soft jugs, I want fantasize about your hot sexy body and know how lucky I am to be married to you." Sr. directed as he visualized her semi clad body being stripped bare for his pleasure.

Jake watched as she unclasped the bra and saw it spring apart under the open shirt. Her breasts sagged naturally still somewhat constrained by the bra and still hidden by the shirt.

"Now your pants, undo the zipper of you pants and open the fly wide." Sr. urged as she slipped the zipper downward and folded the front of the pants wide to expose herself to the sun and also unknowingly to Jake.

Jake could see a strip of naked six inch wide strip of flesh from her elegant neck down to her smooth shiny crotch. "Holly crap, she is bald as a baby down there!" he exclaimed silently to himself as he moved closer to the window. His palm on his crotch began to sweep up and down his painful bulge as he strained to see as much of her treasures as possible. This was unbelievable, he had yearned to see her ever since he met Jr.

His actions so close to the window, caught Annie's eye, who in a startled voice said to Sr. "Someone is in the house looking at me Sr." She was feeling urges well up in her from Sr.'s directions and her actions, but this realization shot hormones raging through her body. "What should I do, Sr.?" she asked quietly, hoping for an answer that would let her continue.

"You know I want them to see you, I get so excited hoping that some day somebody will and I am rock hard now and this is something I have always wanted. So let's have some fun, run your hand up and down the naked strip of your body. Start at your neck and slowly drag your fingers down until they reach the bottom. Slide your fingers under the pants and stroke yourself a few times. Bring your knees up a bit to slightly block what you are doing and lets see if we can lure who ever it is closer. If they come closer, tell them you will put the phone on mute, but don't. I want to hear everything." Sr. said breathlessly as his stroking got more aggressive.

Annie was delighted with the instructions and took her and languidly ran it slowly, tantalizingly down and up between her breasts, over her tummy and down to her vulva. Her pants were so tight her swollen labia were creating a monumental camel toe. She really had to work to get her fingers under the pants to touch herself. Putting the back of the chaise lower, she was able to lay back and raise her hips to ease the tightness of the pants in her vagina. Her fingers swiftly sought her heat and began a side to side caress of her privates.

She put the cell phone on speaker mode and laid it on her chest. She followed her urge to palm her clit before bringing her hands back up to cup her breasts and squeeze her sensitive nipples under her shirt.

"Oh Sr., I love being naked and sun on me is hot and you are getting me even hotter" she said loudly into the air so Sr. could hear. Although she had her sunglasses on she, Jake felt that she knew he was there. She was looking straight at the sliding door that he was behind. "Show me that fat cock of yours and stroke it for me, I want to know you are hot for me." she said loudly.

Overhearing Annie's voice, Oh my God, thought Jake, she is having phone sex with her husband and she wanted me to hear. He rubbed his cock through the front of his jeans feeling the hardness coming on. He undid the buttons on the fly front and released his fat cock. It was not as long as Jr.'s or Brice's but it was still a handful for him. With the stealth of an experienced voyeur he stepped up to the door and quietly opened it. 

Annie looked at him with his cock out and his pants falling down his legs. Putting her finger to her lips she sssshhhed him to be quiet. Fumbling with the blue tooth headset, she pretended to put it on mute. "I just put the phone on mute for a minute, so you will still have to be quiet Jake." Annie said as she stared at his cock. "What do you mean sneaking up on me like this?" she inquired.

"I'm sorry but ever since I met Jr. and you I thought you were gorgeous. Over the years I took any chance I could to sneak a peek at you and I know you like it." replied Jake timidly. "Please don't tell dad I snuck up here to spy on you." he pleaded.

"I know you have always wanted to see me and you know that I always willing to let you. You know you want to show me your cock. I won't tell your dad, come closer" Annie cooed.

Jake and Sr. could not believe their ears. Annie was encouraging Jr.'s best friend to look at her and display his cock. The eighteen year old shuffled closer to Annie with his cock rigid and vertical like a missile and his pants around his knees. The lust and vigor of youth was palpable.

"Oh, Jake that is a fine penis. Do you want to see more of me? If you do, show me how you pleasure yourself when you think of me. Come closer." ordered Annie as she let her knees fall apart so that Jake could step between them. "I'm going to show you my breasts now." she confided, as her knees fell apart and she opened her shirt to reveal her bra lying over her breasts. She slipped her hands up to cup them and shake off the bra to expose her fat nipples to Jake. Holding her large milk sacks up she thumbed her nipples. Oh she loved to do that.

Sr. closed his eyes as he imagined Jake standing between her legs and stroking his cock. Sr. could hear the slapping of Jake's hand on his fat hard cock. Sr. felt he could see the flared head getting red and his balls tightening. His certainly were.

"That's magnificent Jake, you are a lucky boy. I really like the way your penis is so hard. I find it very exciting. Do you know what is exciting for me? It when someone licks me? I might lick you if you lick me first. Can you do that for me? Annie coaxed.

Jake was overwhelmed and nodded wildly.

"I have to take the phone off mute or Sr. will wonder what's going on, so you be quiet and follow my instructions."

"Sr. there is a lot of wind noise here, so I will leave the phone on mute and listen to you for a while. Is that ok?" Annie said.

"Okay then." Annie agreed pretending to put the phone back on mute. 

Here he was stroking his cock in front of his friend's mother who was partially naked in front of him. She was asking him he wanted to go down on her in exchange for her sucking his cock. His legs were quivering and he quickly knelt in front of her so as appear eager but also to stop from shaking.

"That's a good boy, kneel in front of me and take my pants off, Jake." directed Annie. For Sr.'s benefit she added, "Let me lift my hips up so you can pull them down. Pull down my thong as well Jake, its already soaking wet from being tucked up inside me."

Jake's hands were shaking as he pulled her pants under her bottom and then worked them down her legs to her ankles. He knelt further down to pull them over her ankles and watched silently as she slipped out of them. Mesmerized, he looked up between two tanned and toned legs to see a red swollen labia leaking juices from the pulsating gash between them. 

"That's it, you know what to do. Do it slowly, from the bottom up." instructed Annie. "I see you are so hard, jerk yourself while you lick me and I'll play with my tits." offered Annie. She did not have to ask twice as Jake started pumping his cock while he opened his mouth and extended his tongue to lick her. "OMG, let me see your tongue. I've never seen one so long. It is so exciting to know your big tongue is going to lick my pussy." she said to both men. If Brice got the cock, Jake got the tongue. Gene Simmons be damned she thought, this is what she really needed.




The Long Weekend Ch. 16



Jake stuck his long tongue out and curved it into a jutting spear. Annie reached to her spread crotch and pulled her lips apart to form the pink furrow to receive his joystick. He dove in and lashed her up and down from clit to ass. All lust and no finesse thought Annie. "I love it when you lick me like this but I'm going to help you by putting my legs over the arms of the chair." she gasped.

Jake looked at the dark red swollen lips in front of him, he was like a moth to a flame. He came closer and closer and covered her vagina with his mouth. Then he heard, "You know what to do, take my ankles and lift my legs up and out, you know how you do it." she urged confidently.

Sr. was thrusting his hips forcing his cock into his hand, driving forward as he thought of his wife, Jr.'s mother being driven to orgasm by a young stud. The vision in his mind was of a naked slut wife being wantonly used. He loved it, every stroke of it.

Jake did know what to do. He took her ankles and effortlessly lifted her hips so her pussy was facing straight up and splayed her legs wide, just like Samantha last night. He had Annie practically doing the splits as he bobbed his head up and down thrusting his long wet tongue into her yearning cunt. She had never experienced anything like it - an extraordinarily long soft willing talented tongue, sliding in and out with the tip searching for her g-spot, finding it, and then groping it with its hard point. 

"That's it, don't stop, deeper, don't stop, suck it, stab it," she cried out as she reached for the back of his head and held his mouth and tongue between her labia, completely inside her. "It's so intense, its coming, I'm coming, don't stop" she panted as she squeezed her legs and held him firm. She had never squirted so much and Jake and never swallowed so much of a woman's juice as he was being forced to now. He was stunned at the flood of arousal he caused as he felt her toes curl under against his fingers.

Sr. heard the excitement and arousal in Annie and with one final thrust and squeeze he shot his load all over the hotel sheets.

Jake with his face buried in Mrs. Sullivan's cunt was still catching his breath while rubbing his wet face over her smooth thighs when he heard "That was fabulous, that was wonderful." thank you sighed Annie, out loud to both men.

"You were wonderful Annie, that was so good for me as well. I've got to clean up my mess, I'll talk to you later love." Sr. called out through the headset and then rang off.

"Oh Jake, what about you? Did you like that? Let me see you?" Annie entreated but with a look of amusement saw that Jake had cum all over himself and the deck under the chair. "I guess you did like that." she cooed as she slid forward to stand up. In doing so, she brought her wide areolas and long nipples to his face and embraced his head into her chest. 

"Don't worry, I am flattered you came while getting me off." she offered in a motherly tone. As she held him tight she could see that he was beginning to get aroused again. She stood up in front of his kneeling position, her wet leaking pussy in front of his face.

"Next time my darling." she offered tantalizingly as she walked naked into the house. "Don't you think you better get back to the work?"

Jr. and Brice looked at Jake returning down to the dock, and almost simultaneously asked, "What took so long? Are your alright?"

"Yes" Jake replied with a grimace, "It must have been something I ate."

Bringing the just the bottom of the bathing suit, a large towel and a bottle of soothing aloe lotion back out onto the deck, Annie found it was either much warmer or she was. Dropping her swimsuit on the deck, she reclined on the towel with her top undone, her bra hanging open and no pants on. With an inward smile, she gently but thoroughly begins to spread the cool cream into to her sore vulva.



The Long Weekend Ch. 17



Tea Break on Sunday Morning

While the soothing gel of the aloe quieted her throbbing vagina, Annie moved to the chaise lounge to relax and began a slow decent from the height of her orgasm. She was coming down from the high of the exhibitionist endorphins that Sr. had let loose with his demand that she expose herself. Those chemicals were mixed with the realization that a boy less than half her age and younger than her own son had given her a unique orgasm with his exceptional tongue. Her mind wandered with the notion that with a bit of training from her, Jake would be a fabulous lover and drive her crazy every time with cascading orgasms. Although the sun was hot, the cool breeze was causing the aloe to evaporate leaving a tingling sensation between her legs. She mulled over the roller coaster ride of emotions she had just gone through. First the feeling of serenity on the private deck amongst the tree tops. Then arousal while on phone to Sr. Then scared when she realized that an unknown person was spying on her. Then pleased when she knew it was Jake. Then anxious about what Sr. might say about someone watching. Then excited when she heard Sr.'s request to display herself. Then surprised at her need to see Jake pleasure himself. Then shock as Jake went down on her so willingly. Then ecstatic as she was brought to an exquisite orgasm. Then empathy as she consoled Jake for coming prematurely. Then nervous about what the future will hold with all this awakening of sensuality. Then relief and exhaustion having had wonderful sex and not being caught by the others. 

Lying with her legs and shirt open she enjoyed the sun and felt the relaxing calming effect of the country side smells and noises. All of which was soon shattered by the noise of a large truck coming down the gravel drive. Tucking her breasts into the cups of her bra, she did up one button on her shirt and stood up to look over the handrail. She waved at the truck and called out she would be down in a minute.

The two men in the truck saw a good looking woman waving her hands but could not hear what she had to say. They saw her turn away then disappear. 

Annie had bent over to pick up and then put on the bottom of her small bikini before slipping on her flip flops, and going through the house to meet the delivery. At the driveway, the men in the truck looked down to see a diminutive but gorgeous woman waiting for them. As she walked out to the end of the drive, her tanned thighs pushed the shirt tails apart, giving fleeting glances of her aqua bikini nestled firmly in her crotch. The men had heard stories of this kind of delivery but new on the job, had never been privy to such a sight. Usually it was balding beer bellied male contractors who accepted delivery.

"If you are here for the Lumley residence, please wait and I'll go down to the lake to tell the men you are here." Annie directed. 

"Yes ma'am." the elder man replied with a wink to his younger companion. "We'll do just that"

Annie turned and in walking down the path to the lake, left them staring at a beautiful ass. Her small bikini bottom was narrow through the crotch and up through the crevasse of he ass. The aqua spandex was cut high at the back, exposing most of her cheeks. The tight elastic at the leg holes squeezed her ass creating two toned tanned bubbles. The cutest ass they had seen outside of a magazine.

"Brice, Jake, Jr." Annie began calling out as she got closer to the lake. Eventually they heard her and looked up. Like the delivery men, they saw snippets of an aqua bikini between the partially buttoned shirt. The shirt held together by one single solitary button at the bust allowed the tails to flow behind her. Playing peek-a-boo was a red shelf bra that was being strained by the weight and size of her bouncing chest. In competition with the red bra was the nicely defined camel toe in a very small bikini bottom. 

"The truck's here. They are up at the drive waiting for you." declared Annie as she continued her way down to where they were working. "Wow, you've done a lot already today, it's looking great. Barbara's going to love it. I think now that I am down here, I might stay a while a dip my toe in the lake. If that's OK with you?" 

"Fine with me Mrs. Sullivan." said Brice as he dropped his tools and headed up the path. "Come on boys, time's a wasting." Wishing they could stay and help her dip her toe in the lake, the boys, groaned and followed Brice.

Stepping off the wobbly dock onto the small sandy shore, Annie found the sand damp, wet and cold. Not inviting at all. She dipped her foot into the lake but its coldness caused a sharp intake of breath and a quick withdrawal. Shivering, with goose-bumps on her legs, Annie retreated back up the hill toward the house.

Getting closer to the house, she could hear Brice raising his voice in disbelief and anger. Brice was furious that only a partial delivery was being made and the balance would not be delivered until tomorrow. 

"That doesn't work for me. I've got to be back in town tomorrow and I need to get this done this weekend." he yelled getting more irate by the second.

"Sorry boss, we are only the delivery boys. Don't take the orders, don't make promises, don't aim to disappoint, we only deliver." replied the older man, trying not to loose his cool. 

Hating confrontation and hoping to diffuse the escalating situation, Annie undid the one button that was holding her shirt together and let the wind blow the tails out behind her. In doing so, the shirt fully opened up and exposed her red half bra. Reaching the five men, they suddenly stopped talking to look at a vision that was totally unexpected. Walking toward them was one very sexy woman with hardly anything on. 

Appearing not to notice her totally exposed front, Annie came closer to the group. Pretending to be surprised, she grabbed the shirt, pulling it closed but not doing it up, she began to stutter apologies. The shirt hung off her shoulders leaving a wide open space that showed her astounding cleavage, her firm tummy and the hit of small bikini bottom barely covering her sex.

"No need to Mrs. Sullivan, we didn't see anything did we men?" Brice said confidently. With nods all around Annie stopped stuttering.

"What's up everyone?" she asked innocently

"The delivery is short, the balance won't be delivered until tomorrow and I have to go back into town tonight." stated Brice angrily.

"Well if it helps, Sr. won't be back until tomorrow night and tomorrow is a holiday for Jr., so he could stay over and help Jake finish what ever is left. We could drive Jake back when we return?" offered Annie.

Jake and Jr. could not believe their ears, Mr. Lumley heading home, the two of them alone overnight with Jr.'s mom. The two boys were enthusiastic about idea and vocal in their support. 

"No worrries, we can do it, no problemo, easy as pie." was the unanimous chorus from the youngsters.

"Can you guarantee delivery tomorrow?" Brice asked the delivery driver who had to be asked twice as he was focusing on Annie's legs.

"I think so. Let me call HQ." came the slow response, as the driver stared open mouthed at Annie standing in front of him. Climbing back in the truck he used the radio in the cab while continuing to stare at what was barely being contained by a red bra and aqua panties.

Returning to the group, he confirmed the Monday delivery while Brice still steamed.

"If that is settled, why don't you finish up here and I'll make us some tea and get some drinks ready. It's time for a break anyway." Annie offered. "Then we can talk about how to make all this work."

"Good idea, I need a break to settle me down." Brice agreed, thinking it might calm his irritation. "Boys, can you finish unloading while I help Annie, then join us on the back patio."

Standing in the kitchen, Annie turned to Brice and offered an explanation, "Brice, I am sorry to have intervened. I hear how upset you are and know you wanted to everything done for Barbara next week. But, I could see that the discussion was going nowhere and you were only getting angrier by the minute. I thought that if I could distract everyone, that I might be able to calm things down."

"Well, you sure did that and by the way, I am still distracted. Thanks, my Welch temper does get the better of me sometimes and I lose control." Brice replied as he watched Annie reach in the upper cupboard for the tea. In doing so the shirt fell open more and exposed her right breast overflowing the bra cup and the nipple and areola on display. 

"And you still are a distraction, dressed or should I say undressed like that." Brice commented, moving closer to her. "May I, Mrs. Sullivan?"

Looking down Annie saw what drew his attention, and thinking he was going to adjust her shirt, replied without thinking, "Yes, you may."

With her approval Brice reached out and slid his hands under the shoulders of her shirt and pulled them down her arms. In doing so his rough hands raked across her soft skin. "You really are stunning Mrs. Sullivan" Brice complimented as her chest heaved and down with her breathing. Then as she moved back to the teapot, both of them were amazed and how the ample tits jiggled and bounced as they lay suspended over the shelf bra. As she bent over the pot, the weight of her breasts and the smallness of the bra allowed them to spillout more...fully exposing her nipples and areolas. The nipples long and rubbery were deliciously obscene in their display and the soft white flesh supporting them blended together to form a deep inviting cleavage.

Brice looked down at her tempting offering and while she fussed with the filling up the pot, he stepped behind her and began to caress the back of her neck. He slid his hands down and around the front to free her breasts from the last of their confinement and cradle them in his hands. She flinched at the touch but did not brush them away like she did yesterday or last night. She let him fondle her as she felt him press his groin into her ass. She pushed back into his hardness and felt him begin to dry hump her. He removed one hand to adjust his lengthening cock. He undid his jeans and lifted and then pulled out his huge cock and held it up. Kept vertical by the confining jeans it fit more sensuously into the furrow of her bum. His rutting became more vigorous as he pushed her against the counter. 

Reaching behind her, Annie found the top of his pants and was startled to feel that his cock was extending out the zipper by at least seven or eight inches. She feverishly pulled his shirt away and for the first time put her hand directly onto his monster cock. With more than a handful in her grasp, all she could think of was how unbelievable this was and how she did not want to let go. The mushroom head must be at least two inches across, she imagined as she felt the soft corona. 

Brice continued to push but now was thrusting into her hand as she held his cock against her back. Brice's anger needed release and this was always the best way. His anger led to his squeezing her tits and pulling roughly on them. They may have been hanging free and flopping with the wild bucking but his squeezing was getting painful. 

"uuuhhhhh, uuuuhhhh' Annie knew were the sounds of man ready to cum and Annie heard them clearly. With a final hard shove Brice, shot ropes of cum on the naked skin of her back under her shirt. "That's it, cum on me Brice, shoot all over me, I know it's what you need right now." Annie coaxed the grunting bull as he continued to thrust his softening cock into her hand and along her back. "That's good, there, there." Annie offered in a soothing voice. With a final thrust and release the last spurts of cum fell on her hand to add to the drippings that had already flowed there.

Brice, pulled away and began to apologize. "No need to Brice, I wanted it too." Annie said as they both heard the boys enter the lower level.

Without time to wipe up Bull's discharge on her back, both of them began to quickly make themselves presentable. Brice stuffed his shirt back in and pushing his spent but still sizeable erection sideways, and hurried to do up his jeans. Annie, bent over and while her cum covered hands left a coating of Brice's seed on her breasts and nipples, slipped her tits back into her bra,. Standing up she could feel the warm loads of liquid cum of Brice, dripping down her back, collecting in the recess of the spine and then running down to pool in the crevasse of her ass. Leaving a damp evidence trail should anyone notice.

Turning her front to the counter, wiping her hands off on the shirt tails, she adjusted the shirt so it again covered her shoulders, she picked up the tea pot and called out, "Brice, can you grab the tray with the fruit and cookies? Boys, when you come up, bring some cups for tea if you want, or get some cold drinks. We'll be on the patio." 

Walking quickly, she felt more of Bull's slimy cum run down her ass. Reaching the patio, she selected a chair with her back to the sun and sitting down, leaned into the back to press the shirt into the remaining cum on her back to stop it from running down even more. As Brice, walked up with his tea cup, she could not help but notice that his massive cock was still making a large bulge in his pants. Holding his empty tea cup close to his cock, he looked down at Annie. "Will you pour or shall I?" he asked.

"I'll pour." Annie offered as she reached out for both the teapot and to steady the cup to be poured into. She braced two of her fingers on the ridge created by Brice's long cock, then used the remaining fingers to steady the hand that held the cup. She carefully poured the tea, very slowly.

When she was finished pouring she pressed her palm along the hard horizontal ridge. "Tell me when you are ready for more." she said quietly.

She pulled her hand away quickly as she heard the sliding door open. The boys arrived and with the patio table in the sun and the exertion they had been through took off their shirts and sat facing the sun and Annie. Brice, seeing their sweaty chests said, "Good idea, that sun is hot." as he also took off his grimy shirt.

The three men, sat looking at Annie, whose shirt was still unbuttoned but covering her breasts. She was backlit from the sun and looked wonderful. Moving her chair to one side she allowed the sun to angle across her body. The light created shadows and highlights that featured her curves. Her cleavage which moments before had been in shadow now took on a depth and contour that captured the men's attention.

The conversation about the morning delivery and the afternoon plans was light and easy. It was plain to see that everyone just wanted to put it behind them and relax. With the time they had spent together individually and collectively there was an ease settling in amongst them. Although separated by a large circular table, Annie could not help but notice how handsome and fit this array of the male species looked. Sweaty yes, dirty yes, but underneath were three sexy men. Sort of an unwashed Chippendale troop. One was her son, of course whom she knew was the handsomest and the sexiest. 

Annie, leaned forward to push the tray of food to the boys and in doing so her shirt fell open and her breasts rolled forward on their shelf bra. 

"We have our shirts off, it's not fair you don't have yours off." Jake said unintentionally loud. With a sheepish embarrassed look, about his unseemly sassy remark, he tried to laugh it off.

"Jake, that's inappropriate. Apologize to Mrs. Sullivan." Brice delivered with blistering quickness.

"Sorry, Mrs. Sullivan. I didn't really mean anything by it. It's just that we all saw you earlier and .....anyway I'm sorry." offered Jake with enough sincerity necessary to keep his dad from getting angry again. If only his dad knew that he had gone down on Mrs. Sullivan earlier and she had almost begged him to masturbate for him.

"Jake is right mom, we did see you earlier at the driveway and besides your bra is likely bigger than the swimsuit top that matches those bottoms." Jr. urged as he looked her straight in the eyes to emphasize the point he was trying to make. Brice, appreciated the swift apology from Jake, and liked the way the conversation was going, so opted not to make any further comments.

"Mom, its only us three, join us." Jr. directed patiently waiting for his mom to respond. He knew she would and that there was nothing to worry about. Looking was just fine with him.

With that clear direction, she leaned forward and shrugged the shirt off her shoulders and pulled it off one arm at a time. A quietness settled in as everyone seemed to be holding their collective breaths waiting for the unveiling. They were not disappointed. Although the bra was indeed larger than the top that matched the small aqua bikini bottoms, it's shelf construction, held them higher and softer than they would have been held. As she turned to hang her shirt on the chair, her delicious breasts swayed and rolled, barely being held in the cups. They were precariously placed, almost spilling over the top, yet being held in check by the weakest of fabric and stitching.

The red color of the bra contrasted markedly with the different colored bottoms and did seem more like lingerie than swim attire. It was very sexy and each of the men, subtly adjusted themselves accordingly.

"There now, we are even?" Annie offered all the while noticing the quietness of their discrete stares. The attention was causing her nipples to rise and push the thin fabric away from her areolas. The shadows cast by the enlarging nubs were lengthening and rippled over the bumpy areola.

A chorus of silent nods indicated that they like what they saw and at three to one, they were indeed even.

Feeling a little self-conscious about being wantonly presented, she held her tea cup with both hands in front of her chest and continued the conversation about the balance of the day. After a few more minutes of more detailed planning, she relaxed and set the cup down. Placing her hands in her lap was a bad idea as they encountered nothing but naked flesh except for the small gusset over her clit and vagina. Since her bottom half was hidden by the table she allowed her index finger a little stroke of her sex center which caused a shiver noticeable to everyone.

Sensing, no work would get done if they continued the casual tea break and with arrangements being finalized, Brice stood up and bade everyone back to work.

"So it's final then, I'll be back at the house at 11:15 to drive Mrs. Sullivan's to her friends. When I am back from there, the boys will take the car into town grab some lunch and bring back the truck by 1:45. I have an appointment for 1 'til 2 then I'll be back here to work until about six. Then I"ll head back into the city." Brice summarized.

"Righty O, it's off to work we go." Brice called out in a sing song lilt as he stood up.

"I'll be right along, I'll give mom a hand plus I want to speak to her for a minute or two" said Jr. as Brice and his son headed off to the dock.

With the two of them gone around the house and out of sight, Jr. stood up and came around the table to his mother. "You are definitely beautiful and that outfit is so sexy. Jake and Brice had hard-ons just like I do looking at you. I don't know about them, but I could sure use some help with mine." Jr. stated as a matter of fact.

Watching him step over her leg to sit on the edge of table in front of her, she saw his erection pushing out the leg of his pants. "Of course Jr., what do you want?" Annie asked.

"You know, I want you to help me cum." he stated unequivocally.

She looked nervously around. This was not like on the upper private deck. It was not like the park where they knew no one. This was someone's back yard and Jake or Brice could come back.




The Long Weekend Ch. 17



"It's okay mom" Jr. said as he saw her hesitation. "I can hear them down at the dock."

She placed her teacup down and reached out to undo his belt and unfasten the top button on his jeans. She lowered the zipper and peeled back the front of his pants as he pushed his hips forward. She reached under the top of his underwear and grasped his fat cock. She pushed her hands deeper and with her hands under this balls brought them out into the sunlight along with his cock. 

The purple pink mushroom head arced out and down toward her face. She leaned in and as his cock swelled and rose through the horizontal to vertical, her swirling tongue following the bulbous head on its trajectory tasted something different. She knew the smell and taste of her son. He may have been sweating and musky from work, this was different. Yes, it was his cum, but there was also the medicinal hint of a condom smell. Was there something else, she thought. Could it be dried juices of Sam the Double D driver from early this morning? She had tasted a few women in her life and rather enjoyed their subtle feminine flavors. But this blend was not enjoyable.

Wrinkling up her nose and looking up at Jake, she asked "Did you shower this morning?"

His arching cock and grown stiff and was now hard and vertical with a deep ridge running down the underside. 'No, I'm sorry mom, didn't have time before breakfast." Jr. apologized "I'm sorry it's not clean." he reiterated as he started to pull back from her mouth 

"You know I saw you earlier this morning, with Jake and that woman." she stated with a little jealously in her voice as she bent to wash his cock with her tongue.

"Mom, how did you see, were you spying on us?" Jake said somewhat embarrassed as he felt his mother's hot soft tongue slurp from his balls up to the top of his cock.

"Did she suck your big fat cock better than I can?" Annie asked as she worked her lips around the purple crown.

"Mom, no you are the best cock sucker, you know exactly what I like." Jr. replied as he watched her tongue caresses the head of cock.

"Did she do this to you?" Annie inquired as she bent lower and took one of his ball sacks in her mouth and inhaled deeply around it. She tortured it with her tongue by rolling it around in her mouth.

"Yes Mom, she did." he stated as he looked her in the eye with her mouthful.

"What about this?" Annie said as she pulled his steel hard cock horizontal and went as deep as she could. The stopped when the gag reflex kicked in as the meaty head entered the entrance to her throat.

"Yes, but not as deep, not as good. I love the way your tongue feels as my cock rides along it. Your lips are softer and you suck harder. You're fabulous" he revealed as he looked down to see her swollen lips leaking saliva and pre-cum from her efforts.

"Did you fuck her in the ass? Is that what I taste on your wonderful cock?" his mother asked as she plunged her face onto his cock to take him deep again. She relaxed her throat and took another inch of his magnificent cock into. She was so excited

"No, but Jake did though."

"Do you want to fuck me in the ass?" Annie gasped as she took her mouth off his cock to catch her breath.

"I sure do, I love your ass." Jr. replied enthusiastically as he saw the length of his cock disappear into her mouth and felt her lips touch his belly as he thrust vigorously into her face.

"I saw you tit fuck her, do you want to tit fuck me?" Annie asked sitting back to breathe deeply. As she did, she unsnapped the front of the red bra and held flushed aching tits up for his inspection. The large red areolas were bumpy and the long nipples were waving at him. She pressed her tits together so the nipples rubbed each other and beckoned his cock.

He shuffled closer and found that his cock was so hard he could not pull it down far enough to slide it properly between her tits. He pushed down hard and found that as he stroked its length he could rub this cock over her nipples. 

This sensation was wonderful and he saw how is mother watched and tried to direct her tongue into the hole on the end of his cock. She grabbed the head of his cock and squeezed the hole open and actually inserted part of her nipple into it.

He stroked faster and began to thrust his hips wildly as she offered her face and her chest to him. Knowing the force of his ejaculations, she lay back to receive his gift. Her reward was a jet of cum on her neck. The thin watery discharge ran down her chest as she received a large thick glob on her chest. This was followed by another and another and another creamy offering. Her chest, neck and breasts were covered in cum. His quivering legs and wild actions had sent sprays of his juice everywhere but most of it hit home.

He slumped forward and had to grasp the arms of the chair to support himself as his legs wobbled from the exhaustion of the release. He looked up past her aqua suit, her tummy stained with his residue, and her chest coated with his seed to see her smiling lovingly at him.

'You are the best mom. That was unbelievable." Jr. offered as he saw her run her fingers through the wide puddles of his cum. She drew waves of it down to her swollen nipples and rubbed the protein rich cream in until they were shiny with his semen. 

She scooped up more on her fingers and with the other hand opening up the front of her suit, she slid her hand down to her vulva and mixed it with Bull's cum that had settled down there earlier.

H'mmmm front and back, I guess that could be a sandwich she thought. Tea and sandwiches are very good in the morning.

Jr. reached up and began to pull down the bottom of her suit. 

"Show me mom." Jr. said.

She opened her legs and lifted her bum and slid off her suit. She presented him with a swollen red vagina. Its ultra smooth skin was lubricated with his juices in anticipation. She lifted her legs over the arms of the chair in a wanton display of herself. Her labia were swollen and extended, quivering with expectation.

Jr. leaned in to give her a kiss on the place of his birth and for the second time in his life tasted his own cum.

"Can you wait till later? I should go or they might come up looking for me." Jr. said apologetically as he stood and pulled up his pants.

'Of course I can wait. I love to help my men." his mother replied with a needy but understanding smile. "Just drop one off the trays in the kitchen on you way."



The Long Weekend Ch. 18



Sunday Lunch

Rousing herself from the patio table, Annie realizing that all the men are down at the dock, decided not to put her clothes back on. Remembering the outdoor shower by the hot tub, she walked bare assed naked over to it and ran the water until it is warm. Stepping under the rain faucet was like a summer rain in the tropics. She had felt that softness in Hawaii but she had never been naked like she was now. More correctly, she had never been naked, outside in a shower, and covered in cum like she was now. With the freedom of Sr.'s direction to expose herself to Jake, and the warm water caressing her, she grabbed the liquid soap and poured it into her hands. The cool lotion warmed quickly as she spread it across her shoulders and chest. 

Although Jake had given her a delicious orgasm, the fact that Brice and Jr. had both used her with no reciprocal attention, had left her wanting. She slipped her hands over her hanging breasts to squeeze and knead them. She supported them from underneath as she rubbed her nipples. She slid her hands down in big circles over her taut torso and rounding tummy. She pushed the hot sudsy liquid between her legs and stroked her labia with the soft palm of her hand. She slid her other hand over her hip and down the furrow of her ass.

She bent over deliciously and soaped her thighs, calves and her feet. Oh yes, her dainty feet with the red nail polish.

Brice wanted to find out what was keeping Jr. returned via the back yard rather than through the house. He came to a screeching halt as he heard the shower running and saw Mrs. Sullivan – Annie –Jr.'s mother, soaping up herself under the cascade of water. Staying hidden, he peeked around the corner, to watch as she continued to slide her hands over her magnificent body. He watched as she stood up to let the soft streams fall directly onto her nipples. She saw her raise one nipple up to her lips to catch the splashing drops.

Jake, having done a quick tidy up, returned to the door to say good-bye, when he also saw his mother under the shower. From the side he could see her desirable body, the tan lines outlining her form as the shadows cast by the sun melted and flowed around her curves. A moment later, a movement to her right caught his eye.

"What the F?' he said to himself as he saw Mr. Lumley, furtively watching his mother clean herself. He watched mouth agape as Mr. Lumley, undid the front of pants and took out the biggest thickest cock he had ever seen. Randy was huge but Mr. Lumley was even bigger. "Now I know why he really got his nickname." Jr. declared. 

Brice felt badly about sneaking up on Annie, and felt worse about cumming on her back earlier in the morning. Not bad enough mind you to stop. His horse cock again had got the better of him, and he began to stroke in time with Annie's movements. He thrust his hips forward as she leaned back against the wall and splayed her legs. The water ran down her front as she brought her slippery soapy hand down to crotch and began to work her fingers into her vagina. She held it open with one hand as she slipped one, two then three fingers in and initiated the climb to climax.

Like Lance Armstrong on the Tour de France, a slow and steady rhythm up the hill was a winning strategy to reach the top.

Far enough back in the dark house not to be seen, Jr. could not believe his eyes. Here was his mother masturbating naked under an outdoor shower, while the obscenely hung father of his friend jerked off watching her. It was too much, Jr. took his own cock out and although he had come three times with Ms. Double D, the taxi driver and once again a few minutes ago with his mom, he was still horny and being driven crazy by the scene in front of him. 

His eyes flicked back and forth between his mother and Mr. Lumley and the tugging of his cock by his hand was synchronized with both them.

As her arousal continued to grow, his mother turned to face the wall, and braced herself with one hand, as she spread her legs. Brice, behind her, could plainly see her ass and her fingers flashing short strokes over her red vagina. Jr., with a side view, saw her tits swaying and flopping as she thrust her hand back and forth between her legs.

She tilted her hips, raised up on her toes. The men knew her climax was near and then as she slammed her heels down and slumped to the ground under the shower, they released their seed simultaneously. Bull's coursed through his long thick cock and went all over the bushes and Jake's pulsed through his shaft all over the kitchen floor. 

Brice, embarrassed, sheepishly, did up his pants and quietly crept away. Jr., more excited than he had ever been, got the roll of paper towels and began to clean up his mess. 

Returning to the dock, Jr. called out, "Sorry to be so long, I had to clean up a mess that I made."

Jake sounding peeved offered, "Am I on the only one working today?"

Brice, looking slightly flushed, offered only, "No, sorry, you're right, we gotta get going if we hope to be in a position to finish."

Annie continued to relax under the wonderful flow of water and finally raised herself up and turned off the taps. Grabbing a nearby towel, she dried herself off and oblivious to everything that had transpired went naked into the kitchen. She put away the balance of the tea service. She put a cup of tea for herself into the microwave and forty-five seconds later drew it out and went back outside.

Gathering her things she made her way upstairs to pamper herself with some lotion. She had about an hour before Brice would drive her to the club so she took her time, put on the sundress she was going to wear. She'd likely be naked at the club so she did not bother with a bra or panties. She packed a bag with sun cream, a sheer cover up top, hat, sunglasses, wallet, and towel. Just in case, she thought, she slipped a clean thong into the bag. 

Returning to the patio with some magazines to read, she lay back in low chaise.

Shortly, Brice called out, "Annie" as he rounded the corner.

She looked up at him with a stern look on her face. "You know what you did was wrong?" she said

Feeling embarrassed and thinking she had seen him spying on her, he confessed. "I know but seeing your drove me to it."

"Brice, stop sniveling. I know you needed to cum, I wanted you to cum. It's ok that you came on my back but you hurt my tits when you squeezed so hard, you never apologized. You came and I didn't. You were bad, very bad and you owe me. Where are the boys?" Annie demanded.

"Down at the dock." he replied with a surprised look on his face. She didn't mean about him jerking off as he watched her under the outdoor shower, he thought, what a relief.

"Then you get down here." she directed as she slid down the chaise so her bottom was at the bottom edge. In sliding down, the bottom of her dress stayed put and her naked legs extended out hiding her sex but exposing freshly creamed thighs hiding an aromatic vagina.

Brice, immediately dropped to his knees and began apologizing, "I'm sorry I hurt you, I didn't mean to, I just get so angry sometimes."

"Brice, be quiet and get on the job!" Annie ordered. "You know what to do, start with my toes and work your way up."

To get to her toes he had to prostrate himself on the ground and lick the red nail polish. His nose scraped on the patio pavers before touching the arch of her delicate feet. He licked and tongued her feet, before she relented and let her legs fall apart, sending him a sign it was time to move up her silky legs.

By the time he had reached her knees, she had raised her knees up skyward to permit him more direct access to her sex. He dove in, tongue first. He licked and lapped, he tongued and bit gently. He swept his tongue around her labia and inside her juicy vulva. His tongue did not have the length that his son's had, but Barbara had trained him well. Almost as good as a woman, he read her needs and responded in anticipation of her rising desires.

She grabbed behind her knees and pulled them up to her chest. This presented her wrinkled brown rose bud to him. He wasted no time in moving down to welcome the offering with a deep kiss. He rimmed her with his strong firm tongue and gently probed its opening.

She started to leak copiously and her juices flowed down to find his tongue circling around. His lips drank in her nectar. Her gift continued to flood and he lapped it up like a kitten at a milk bowl. He stopped only when he felt her heels dig into the back of his neck and draw his face up to her cunt. His strong wide mouth covered her opening completely and he chewed and gnawed at her soft red flesh. His teeth raked her clit and the swollen nub was a morsel, like the smoked oysters, that he loved so much. 

This was not right, he shouldn't be on top. That's no way to teach a lesson Annie thought. With that she put her feet on his shoulders, she pushed him away from her gaping demanding hole and pulsating vagina. "On your back!" she commanded as she stood up to let him lay on the chaise.

Brice, with a huge erection that would not go away, lay down hoping beyond hope that he might finally get ridden like a thoroughbred. He got his wish but not how he thought.

Annie sat on his face and covered his head with the hem of her dress. She needed to be in control. He needed her to be in charge. She needed to ride. He found her clit in the darkness and wrapped his tongue around it and flicked quickly up and down its length.

Annie leaned back, slid forward and pushed her ass onto his face. She reached under and spread her cheeks apart so he was almost smothered. He licked and ate silently as she squirmed and wiggled herself onto him. Flipping back the hem of the dress the sunlight shone in and he could feel its heat and the heat of her hand as it began to stroke her labia furiously as she jilled herself off.

Annie dug her heels in like a jockey into a thoroughbred. He knew that was what she wanted. She was on a drive to the finish line and he his tongue run wild. She rode to the finish line and with a groan and a moan sprayed her juices over the patio. 

The excess flowed down her crotch to cover his face as her hips rocked to a canter cadence to cool off. With one last thrust Annie, threw her head back, moaned silently and pushed her pelvis into his face. She was spent, the race had been won.

Perhaps rather than a horse, a dog was a better analogy she thought. He had been bad. She did not need to come, but needed to teach him a lesson. A bad dog needs his nose rubbed in it and she did rub it in.

When she got up, she looked down to find him chaste and expecting.

"I'll clean up now, and then I expect we can go to the club. I think you might want to wash your face." she said as walked into the bathroom to wash off her cum and soothe her sore nether region.

On the drive over Brice was a perfect gentleman and the conversation was pleasant. No reference was made to his punishment and no relief was offered. "Make sure you go in on the white elephant raffle. It was originally Barbara's idea and its very successful." advised Brice as they approached the club. 

Brice dropped Annie off at about 11:30am. He let her off at the main gate and said, "Call me when you are ready to come home. My cell phone number is (country and area code hidden) 244-2855 or if you can not remember the number, it spells big bull." offered Brice. With a wry schoolboy smile, he continued, "It was Barbara's idea."

Entering into the lobby, she again met Jim at reception. "Hi'ya" said Jim as he recognized her from last night. Glad you decided to come. The day fee is $15 and premium for ladies day is $10, and the white elephant raffle is $10 so if you want in on the raffle, that's a total of $35."

Seeing she had her large beach bag, he asked if she wanted an additional towel as he handed her a locker key. "The guest lockers are at the back of the pool area near. I'm not allowed in there today. I'll get Beth to show you where."

Beth arrived and her naked body did nothing to disguise her old age. She carried herself with confidence however and her overt petting with Jim last night showed she was still interested in sex. Walking through the grounds to the locker cabana, Beth pointed out the various activities in session for ladies day.

She showed Annie how to work the lock and wished her a good day. Now on her own, Annie was a bit nervous, but she willed herself to take off the sun dress and put on the sheer cover up. She felt sufficiently uneasy that she put on her clean thong under the cover up. She stowed her belongings and walked toward the pool where she was waved over by Nancy and young slim woman who had multiple piercings in her body. Nancy, who as you know, from an earlier chapter is middle aged and married, was seated on a chaise pointed to a very tall and gaunt young woman who was standing. Unlike last night when Nancy was completely naked today she wore a silver star over each areola which let an erect nipple show thru. "This is Stella, a young friend of mine."

"Oh hi Stella, didn't I meet you on Friday at your mother's store?" Annie offered in a very friendly manner, while extending her hand. She was struck at the similarities not in age but in body type. Both had delicate frames with small breasts. One major difference was that Nancy had a thick bush of unkept brown pubic hair and Stella was freakishly bald, as if she had never grown hair on her genitals.

"Sure, I remember you and the boy you were with." replied Stella nonchalantly as she was busy trying to make eye contact with Yoko the young thin Asian woman who, last night, had the interest in Brice. Her silver tongue stud, glistened in the sunlight as she spoke.

"Sit down, Annie. Make yourself at home. First time eh?" Nancy said with her Canadian accent coming through unexpectedly. Annie nodded her consent.

Sitting on the vacant chaise next to Nancy, put Annie at eye with tall Stella's privates. They were hardly private she thought as the naked girl's small puffy nubs could hardly be called breasts and along with her piercings she was exposed wantonly for everybody to see.

Wow a clit ring, two labia rings and the nipples pierced as well, observed Annie. "Do they hurt, can I touch them?" asked Annie curiously.

"They only hurt at the beginning, now I don't even notice them" Stella said casually. "Yeah, you can touch them if you like." she continued as she stepped closer to Annie. She looked down at Annie whose face was a display of wonder. She watched as Annie's index finger touched her small nipples and stroked the nipple bar that held in place the silver web of an areola shield. The tingle it sent through her body did not go unnoticed by Annie or Nancy.

The gold rings intrigued Annie as she felt their smoothness and felt their weight as they pulled down on her labia. 

"Usually I have them hooked up to a belt to keep my lips open and myself aroused, but I thought everybody would freak if I wore that here." Stella said in matter of fact tone of voice. "I've also lent those nipple star clamps to Nancy who agreed to wear today so I would not be the only one accessorized.

Annie was taken aback more by her choice of words than by the idea. In fact the idea sounded very interesting she thought and made a mental note to look into it further. Speaking of looking in, she watched as Stella grabbed the rings and folded back her swelling labia to expose the soft pink inner lips.

Annie was enthralled as the young woman's genitals were smooth as a baby skin. Up close, she had no hair and it would appear no hair follicles, just tight ultra smooth skin stretched over narrow hips to two long exposed swollen pink lips.

"Like this, you see." Stella offered, seeing Annie move her face closer to her cunt. Since she was over six feet tall, Annie was looking up inside her cunt and marveled at the extent of Stella's display. Annie tentatively reached up to run her finger around the clit ring and in doing so caressed Stella's sex. Stella, opened her long slinky thighs a smidge and, bending her knees a little, settled herself down on Annie's finger. In doing, the long sleek finger slipped into Stella's cunt and her thumb raked her clit, before getting caught in the ring.

Annie pushed a little harder on both and Stella began to subtly gyrate her hips to increase the depth and intensity of the invasion to her privates. Annie could feel the weight of Stella bearing down on her hand and with the lips folded back could see the moistness begin to build up. Bringing her face and her nose closer she could smell the scent of sun cream, lavender soap and cunt. Delicious she thought to herself. I'll bet it's tasty too.

She was roused out of her lust when Yoko came closer and touched Stella on the arm to get her attention.

"Sorry Stella, I got carried away." Annie apologized looking up young girl's torso to meet her half closed eyes.

"Not at all, it was delightful, thanks. Perhaps later?" Stella offered before walking away to talk to Yoko.



The Long Weekend Ch. 19



Dear Readers, I have had few of you say I have strayed from my original premise. Perhaps, but I had and still have no real plan. In reality, I simply sit down for a couple of hours every now and then and write another chapter. I know not where I go until I sit down and let my fingers lead me. The chapters and story just evolves. I rarely edit and never rewrite. They are just my memories and my musings of being married at an early age to a woman that is twenty-two years older than I am. I have taken to heart what some of you have said and will try not to stray. I am already working on chapter 38, so you can see that it may take a while. As I submit each chapter I do a quick final scan before I save it in 'plain text' for submittal purposes. In doing so in the future, I may tweak the stories some, but not a lot. I welcome comments and requests and promise to listen with open ears. Thanks for reading and enjoying the series.

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Start of Ladies Day - Sunday Afternoon

"Well you've met Stella. She is quite a character, I also met her at her mother's store and we became friends when we began to meet here frequently. Let's get some nibblies and a glass of wine in one of the plastic glasses and then come back, stretch out and talk before the entertainment begins." suggested Nancy. 

As a newbie, Annie went along with the idea, stood up and followed Nancy to the shaded drinks area. With food and drink in hand they returned poolside where Annie, feeling she was over dressed, took off her sheer top and sat down. With a look of anxiety for she was about to be completely naked for the first time in front of so many people, she slipped her thong down her legs and stepped out it.

With only women around, it was non-threatening. It felt like boarding school and it felt good. It felt very good.

Annie sat on the edge of the chaise and swung her legs around and up. Nancy, stepped over her own chaise and in doing so, spread her legs wide. She stood this way for a moment or two to ensure that Annie saw her vulva hidden by deep think bush of brown pubic hair from which two large fleshy lips hung out.

"I see you shave yourself. My sister and I don't. We like the way it captures and holds our smells. We find it very sexy. It's how our dad likes us." Nancy said with out a second thought. "You might meet my sister today. She and my dad are on a bus trip and the group is going to the trail head to have tour with the ranger and she might let him go alone so she and I could meet and catch up."

"I love to be smooth and its how my husband likes me. My son seems to like it also because when he has seen it, I've noticed he gets an erection." Annie replied without feeling it at all odd to be talking about such taboo matters with almost a total stranger sitting naked across from her.

"To family!" toasted Nancy, as they clinked glasses.

Although they had met last night and then only superficially, they talked like old friends. Time went by and then Annie felt she needed to move onto to stomach to keep the sun off her front. Nancy was understanding and offered to put some cream on her back. Annie agreed and surrendered herself to the soothing aloe cream on Nancy's small soft hands.

Nancy sat on the upper part of Annie's bum and used long strokes to smooth the cream on her back, shoulders and arms. It felt wonderful. Nancy then turned around and, with long strokes, put cream on her captive's calves. As she worked her back up her thumbs reached between Annie's thighs to ensure full coverage of the cream's SPF rating. Although Annie helped by unconsciously parting her legs and trying to raise her hips, Nancy did not stray too deep into the space that was created. She did however, pull her butt cheeks apart and apply a liberal coating to the furrow of her ass. Nancy's long second finger, momentarily touched the enticing lower lips of Annie's vagina. As Nancy slowly stroked the insides her partner's leg Annie raised her bottom up higher as a signal for more. Finally Nancy let her fingers tips touch Annie's aching lips. Annie waited for more and felt Nancy's slick thumb draw creamy little circles before pressing gently on the entry hole into her slick exposed puckered rosebud.

Feeling they were putting on too overt a public display, "You can never be too careful." Nancy sang out as she slapped Annie playfully on the shapely bum before standing up and reclining on her own chaise.

"Oh Nancy, that was wonderful" purred Annie with more than a hint of disappointment.

Annie in a contented and relaxed state listened as Nancy continued a one-sided conversation. Apparently her husband Rick is an airline pilot who commutes long distances from their nearby home to a hub that is the basis for his trans-atlantic flights. 

"He's gone a lot so what's a girl going to do?" Nancy said rhetorically.

At noon, she heard the chime ringing before seeing Beth walk through the hushed groups announcing the draw for the white elephant raffle. "Gather round all, I'll be back in 5 minutes with the prize and explain the rules to the new comers." she cried out.

Annie still not sure what was going on, rolled over, put her hat on to shield her eyes from the sun. Looking up, her mouth dropped in amazement, as she saw Beth leading a blind folded Brice onto the pool side patio. With only an open Hawaiian shirt and flip flops, Brice walked carefully beside Beth holding her arm. He walked with enough swagger to flaunt his monstrous package causing it to sway back and forth enticingly in front of him. He was firm but not full, he was engorged but not hard, he was very desireable.

"Remember, the money all goes to the Ladies Auxiliary fund and we only use for goods and services for the ladies at the club. The food and wine you are enjoying today are courtesy of this fund. The rules are that if we draw your ticket you win an hour in cabin seven with the White Elephant. Congratulations. If win and don't want the item (pointing at Brice's pulsing package), it will be resold and half of the resell money will come to you. If you want the goods, just nod.

There were a lot of nods, both to show they understood, but also that they wanted the goods.

"Number 53." came the cry. An older woman yelps, looks surprised, puts up her hand expectantly, but her friend with a disapproving look, warns her off the idea. The woman slowly shakes her head to decline the present

Beth shakes her head in disbelief and continues, "We have a winner who wants to resell. Ok then, do we have an offer - $25?"

"Yes" came a chorus of voices

"$50"

"Yes" a smaller still large number of voices rang out.

Before Beth can call out, Annie and Nancy both heard a voice from a woman about Beth's age call out "One Hundred Dollars"

A hush came over the group. People looked at each other and the prodigious size of the white BULL elephant in front of them, thinking well that's about $10 and inch. Not a bad price.

"Going once." came the cry.

Stella and Yoko look at each other and nodded, then spoke together "$200"

The crowd is quiet, the older woman disappointed.

"Going Once, .....Twice, ......Three times, ...........resold." said Beth. "That's $100 for the first winner and an extra hundred for the fund."

"Here's your $200." said Stella to Beth. With a wink to Annie, "We're going to share, so it's only $100 each."

With each taking one of Brice's hands, they walked off toward cabin seven.

"One final rule," "Beth announces, "if the cabin door is open you can watch, but you can't go in. And remember, the fashion show with great outfits from Monkey Business is under the lanai at 1:15 p.m."

With the excitement for the moment over, Annie says, her words gushing out, "Wow, I never thought of that kind of white elephant raffle. I can see why it is so successful. Did you ever win? I need another glass of wine. Can I get one for you Nancy?"

Nancy nods, "Yes, I won the raffle once and yes, to another glass of wine."

"Let me get the wine and then do tell me all about it?" said Annie with anticipation of juicy details. Completely naked except for her hat, she sets off to pick up two glasses of wine. In bringing them back to the chaise, her curiosity gets the better of her, and she walks over to the cabin where a couple of woman are standing. One of the women, the older one with the hundred dollar bid was at the front of the line, leaning into the semi dark room to see what she was missing. Beside her was the original winner, whose friend made her pass up the chance. Annie moved closer and all three of them peering into the dark interior strained to see both Stella and Yoko sucking the head of Bull's rampant cock. The two women's lips met at the end of the cock. They kissed each other, then swirled their tongues around each others' and then the bulbous end of the fat shaft that Stella was holding upright. Stella then slipped her spherical tongue stud into the end. She saw Bull's legs stiffen with the intrusion. 

Yoko, holding onto to Bull's stocky thighs, rubbed her body along Bull's stout legs, and licked from the head of his cock down to the base of his uber scrotum. Her small tongue worked overtime to cover the large area. Stella, facing her, was sitting in a '69' position over Bull face. Stella saw that she had her chain belt on which meant that her vulva was probably clipped open and Brice was using his talented mouth on her clit and the inner most reaches of her vagina.

The two of them didn't notice the voyeurs as Yoko began to lick Bull's balls. Stella slipped her mouth over the end of Brice's cock. Her stretched cheeks and thin lips demonstrated, to the salivating women watching, just how big he really was.

With all the water and wine she had been drinking, a trip to the washroom before settling down might be good idea, so she left cabin seven for the pool deck.

"I'll be right back." said Annie placing the glasses on the table, being shared with Nancy, and heading off for the toilet area.

Coming out of the washroom she runs into Kathy who unabashedly admits, "I saw you and followed you here. I was hoping we could spend some time across the hall in the play room. Would your new friend mind?" 

"She might, I told I would just be minute and she was going to tell me about the time she won the white elephant. Earlier she told me that she is modeling in the fashion show, so we could meet back here in say, 1:30?" Annie countered as she felt Kathy run her hand between her damp legs.

"Do you mind? I've wanted to do that since last night." Kathy cooed into Annie's ear. "Danny was so excited about your smooth bald pussy I wanted to try it myself. You know he wrapped your wet thong around his wrist like a fetish bracelet and wore it all night. He loved your gift. 

Kathy lifted her fingers to her nose while staring into Annie's eyes. "Yes, that is the wonderful tangy smell Danny and I enjoyed last night." 

Nudging Annie back against the white porcelain sink, she reached down and lifted one of Annie's legs up over the sink. Stretched open like this Annie's vulva displayed her silky pink lips framing a pulsating moist red interior. Kathy stepped closer, in between her legs, and put her hand the back of Annie's neck. Gently yet boldly forcing her head forward and down, she drew Annie's lips to the raised breast she was offering.

"Please." was all she said but Annie understood completely and began to lick and suckle the ripe pert nipple. Delicately balancing on the sink, Annie groaned with pleasure as she sucked on another woman's breast for the first time in over twenty-five years and felt the magic that only one woman can deliver to another.

Being a little taller than Annie, Kathy held Annie to her breast and enjoyed Annie's soft lips enveloping her. Then, showing the skill that she had taught Danny with, she slid three magic fingers into Annie's velvet vagina. Once fully inside her fingers played like a world class musician.

"Mmmmmmmmmm, till later then." Kathy meowed as she withdrew her fingers, before putting all three into her own mouth and sucking on them.

Coming back to the chaise Annie, takes her glass of wine and begins to relax from the short intense sexual coupling with Kathy. 

Turning to Nancy, she asks, "Now tell me everything?"

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Only half way through her story about how she rode the Bull, Nancy was interrupted as Yoko and Stella came back, Annie looks up at Stella's still perspiring and flushed body to see red thighs and swollen lips. She beckons her toward her and sweeps her finger over her clit ring and flaring leaking vulva to catch a trail of creamy white cum that is beginning to escape. She puts her finger in her mouth to discover for the first time the sweet taste and slippery texture of Bull's cum combined with a strong hint of Stella.

Stella smiles with a sated look on her face. Nancy suggests, 'You and Yoko need quick showers before we model the clothes. You'd better scoot, we have only a few minutes 'til show time."

Annie, looking up intently at Yoko, sees that her face is flushed, her lipstick smeared, her hair a mess, her nipples swollen and her tiny labia a brilliant red, almost most purple. She looked liked she had been fucked beyond her wildest imagination and had enjoyed every minute of it.

'How was it?" Annie asked curiously of the two of them.

"Unimaginable!" were the short succinct weary replies from the two of them, as they held each other upright on their way to the showers.

"Sounds a lot like your experience with Bull, doesn't it Nancy." asked Annie.

"That is the best way to describe it. He is a fantastic lover, with huge equipment and tremendous stamina. Looking at how slim the hips are on those two girls, it must have been almost too much for them to handle." Nancy replied, with a far away look in her eyes. "I never thought of double teaming him, that is a clever idea. Maybe next time if you are around, we could consider it."

Stella returns and lies down in the chaise between Nancy and Annie. "I need five minutes." Stella purrs quietly as she closes her eyes with a very satisfied look on her face.

Beth walks by a few minutes later with limp Brice in tow. "Fashion show in five minutes everyone."

"You know she always get a few minutes alone with him after every raffle." Nancy confides to Annie as she nods toward Beth, "It looks like she really enjoys it, look how peppy she seems."

At the fashion show Maggie is flaunting a see through silk sarong that accentuates her BBW body. The sarong floats gently over her curves and hints at her treasures. The first model walks out in an outfit similar to the one that Annie bought and the assembled women ask to touch and pull at the stretch fabric. The next model has a large oversized top with an open cowel collar that comes down below her waist. As she struts her stuff, her breasts sway and roll and offer tantalizing glimpses of her nipples. The next model has a tight backless dress that is cut out dramatically at the sides. The elastic at the enclosure moves with the body and allows the sides of the model's breasts to attract the viewers' eye. The next model has a one piece mono-kini on that barely covers the breasts and comes to a narrow 'V' snugged into a obvious camel-toe and except for one string from back of neck, between the shoulder blades, trapped in the furrow of her ass to end at her crotch is backless. 

Annie, seeing Kathy get up and quietly move away from the audience, also makes her exit from the fashion show. Meeting at the entrance to the play room, Kathy gives Annie a squeeze.

They slide the curtain back and having just come in from the bright outside find the interior opaque. Feeling their way in the darkness, they slide along the wall which is lit by the glow of the large LCD screen and a few red mood lights.

Kathy presses Annie back against the wall and like what she did to Danny, she presses and undulates her body against the surprised Annie. Annie feels the hard cool wall on her back and the soft warm body simulating her front and the difference in stimulation is exciting to her.

Kathy leans in and nibbles on Annie's neck while taking her wrists and stretching them up over Annie's head. This causes her breasts to rise up and allows Kathy to rub her nipples against Annie's red swelling areolas before bowing her head take a nipple in her mouth.

After a soft nip with her teeth of the distended rubbery nub, Kathy takes Annie by the hand in the red glow draws her toward the large mattress on the floor in the corner. Stopping at some wooded shelves she takes two large fluffy beach towels.

"Spread these out and lie down here on your stomach, I want to surprise you." instructs Kathy. 

Kathy kneels over Annie's prone body and begins to gently caress her shoulders and runs her hands down her arms made slick by the sun cream. She begins to drag her fingers down the middle of Annie's back with long light strokes. As she reaches further down Annie's body, Kathy leans forward, dragging her enlarged nipples tantalizingly over her torso. Annie purrs with flushed glow that is beginning to take over her body. She knows this will not be rapid intense run a steep hill but instead a slow steady climb from the coast to the continental divide. 

She feels Kathy lie lightly on top of her, with her breasts in the hollow of her lower back with a nipple in each dimple of venus and her face resting on her buttocks. Kathy sweeps here hands over the cheeks of Annie's bum before beginning a journey lower. Stretching out languidly she kneads Annie's thighs and massages her calves before coming back up toward her crotch.

As her hands sweep upward she places her firm controlling palms inside Annie's thighs and pulls them further apart with each upward stroke. Annie responds by raising her hips trying to get Kathy to touch her intimate center. Kathy sweeps up and around inflaming but not touching the vulva that is right in front of her face. She watches as the lips swell up and begin to open. She looks down to see a pool of moisture collecting on the towel. She knows that Annie is in need, but she also knows it's too soon.

Kathy watches Annie's pelvis begin to hump air as she uses her legs to pin Annie's arms down so she is completely captive. She feels Annie trying to move her ass higher by crawling her knees forward, so she leans forward pushing her down into the soft towel as she splays Annie's legs as far apart as possible. In this obscene position, Kathy begins to kiss and nipple at Annie's buttocks and for the first time begins to use her mouth on her upper thighs. 

Kathy tastes the sweat, sun cream and sexual juices that coating Annie's thighs. She bathes them with the flat of her tongue. Being careful not to bring her tongue too close to Annie's vulva, she can see in the dim glow Annie's lips quivering and a flow of excitement leak from the red aching gash in front of her. She can hear Annie's desperate whimpering and can smell that she is close.

Straightening up, she slides her knees back from Annie's head and says, "This is all about you, its time to roll over on your back."

Annie after rolling over is looking up with heavy lustful eyelids directly into Kathy's cunt. "Soon, very soon." reassures Kathy as she bends over to lick Annie's nipples. Sucking the left then the right one, she inhales cool air around the stiff nipples to increase the excitement and their size. Kathy cups each breast then taking hold of each nipple, pulls upward to suspend them freely. Their full weight is be supported by two clamp like fingers on each nipple. Kathy moves her hands in little circles allowing the softness of Annie's breasts to wobble and dance.

Annie arches her back to reduce the strain but it does little to reduce the jolts of electricity running from the sweet pain center to her brain.




The Long Weekend Ch. 19



Kathy continues to slide down Annie's body, dragging her nipples over the front of her torso so she is kneeling almost on her chest. She uses her legs and feet to pin Annie's shoulders to the mat, while she bends forward and slowly works her hands over Annie's hips, down the broad stretch of smooth silky skin just above her vulva. She strokes down each thigh once splitting them open before parting them like half shells of an oyster. Taking her two thumbs on either side of Annie's clit she pulls the folds of moist skin away to expose the shiny pink pearl.

Annie is starting to buck and squirm, but Kathy is ready and in control. Now is the time, as she licks her lips to moisten the instruments of delight she is about to use. She moves her mouth close to Annie and runs her lips of Annie's lips, gently up and down and all around. She mouths her nether region ever so gently. Kathy, sensing the heat, flicks Annie's clit delicately and slowly. 

Kathy slides her hands out and down between Annie's quivering legs and working her elbows under Annie's knees, rolls her back into a backward somersault position with legs held out to the side and her cunt wide open like a beautiful oyster on the half shell. 

Kathy keeps Annie like this for what seems like long agonizing minutes. Like a gourmand, she savors the visual, the tactile, the aroma of the meal she has prepared and is about to consume. She sees two red pink thighs surrounding a white crotch with two fat red lips surrounding a soft pink gushing interior. She sees the smooth skin of the thighs and shaved mons lead to a glistening vulva with rippling lips giving way to folded petals of inner lips circling a creamy dark red center. Leaning forward, she moves her face close to inhale the exquisite bouquet before taking a little taste.

A very small taste, a little lick....'done to perfection' Kathy thinks before diving in with gusto. She sloppily slurps, licks, chews and drinks from offering in front of her. Like someone who has not eaten for days she gorges herself on the delicacies in front of her. She sucks the outer lips with her soft lips, she dips into the creamy dark hole and probes it's insides with her tongue, she sucks violently to swallow the juices. 

Kathy licks the length of her vulva and nips at her perineum before rimming her tight spasming rose bud. She senses the flow of arousal as the flood gates open, so she positions her open mouth over Annie's vagina to catch the jets of spray and drink in the sweet nectar that is a gift of completion.

Annie is overcome, she has never been treated like this. Receiving from another woman, the full attention with no reciprocation needed. Her body begins to contort from the pleasure coursing throughout her whole body. She convulses, squeezes her thighs together forcing Kathy's head away from her sated cunt. Annie's toes curl under as she gasps and cries out in a rolling orgasm. Her trapped arms strain at the restraints as she tries to claw at Kathy's legs.

Kathy does not swallow the liquid she has captured and drops Annie's legs and slides off her body to bring her face close to Annie's face. Their lips touch and Kathy forces Annie's mouth open and begins to dribble and trickle in the liquid she had drunk from Annie's cunt. 

Annie has never tasted her clear warm cum before and while surprised, opens her mouth to receive the gift. Their tongues flirt with each others as they taste and trade the sample back and forth a few times before swallowing. Kathy looks down and Annie, who roles on her side, puts her head in Kathy's lap, too exhausted to move.

Kathy strokes Annie's cheek, holds and rocks her to her bosom to bring her down slowly from what was the most intense orgasm she had ever experienced.

"Oh my god, that was so intense." came a voice near to them in the darkness. "Do you mind if I join you?" asked the familiar voice of Stella.

Kathy looks at Annie who is lying with her legs splayed open on a soaked mattress cover. Annie nods silently and Kathy confirms it is ok.

With the approval Stella climbs between Annie's legs, and lays her large round silver tongue stud in the center of Annie's cunt. Annie winces with the intrusion and Stella knows how sensitive the feeling must be. Her tongue slowly rubs along the furrow between the inner lips with the stud trying to gain entry into her vagina. Stella is now drinking from the same source.

Annie reaches out and gently pushes Stella's head away. "Nooooooooooo, too sensitive, too much."

Stella, looking disappointed, pulls away saying "I understand," then looking at Kathy asks "How about you, some cream pie for desert?"

"Thanks for the offer Stella, but my partner and I play together and right now she seems to have had enough, so I'll pass." responds Kathy as she continues to cradle a limp Annie in her arms. As she does so her nipple falls to touch Annie's lips. Annie licks and begins to suckle like a contented baby as she is being rocked gently.



The Long Weekend Ch. 20



Chapter 20

Ladies Day

"Thanks for the offer Stella, but my partner and I play together and right now she seems to have had enough so I'll pass." responds Kathy as she continues to cradle a limp Annie in her arms. Annie completely relaxed and contented begins to rouse herself.

"How about you Kathy, what can I do for you?" ask Annie as she looks up from her head on Kathy's lap. As encouragement she caresses Kathy's thigh and begins to play with her dense hairy red bush. 

"Thanks, I'm good for now. I wanted to thank you for making Danny's birthday so special for him. Maybe later." replied Kathy as they sensed more ladies coming into the play room. "I guess the fashion show is over. Do you want to stay?"

"No, that was so incredible that I don't think I could take anymore. I think maybe a bit more sun and a glass of wine or two before I call Brice to come and pick me up." said Annie lazily as she continued to softly probe Kathy's nether region.

Opening her legs a little to let Annie touch her more deeply, Kathy offers, "Danny is coming to pick me up at 3:15, why don't we drive you home? I know the way. I am sure Danny would love it. Please!"

As other women around them were making themselves comfortable on the mattress, Kathy bent over and gave Annie a quick kiss on the lips. "Time to go or we won't go with what you are doing to me." Kathy stated as she began to extract herself from the embrace and stand up.

"OK, let me find Nancy and tell her and then, what say I join you. Do you want to do the hot tub?" Annie replied as she watched Kathy's bush pass her face on her way to standing up.

Reaching down to help Annie up, Kathy responds, "That's a great idea, Danny was hard on me last night and I could use a soak to recover. I'll see you there in a few minutes. If you bring some nosh, I'll get us some wine." Giving Annie a little hug, Kathy sets off through the red glow to find the exit.

Annie follows behind and as she parting the curtain to leave, she runs into Nancy coming in. 

"Oh Nancy, I was just going to look for you."

"Annie, is that you? I was wondering where you got to. Are you leaving? I was hoping to maybe spend some time with you." Nancy said with surprise since here eyes had not adjusted to the dim light and really could not see who was talking.

"Yes, it's me. I am leaving but I'm going to the hot tub. Kathy is going to join me and then likely she will drive me home. It was great to meet and get to know more about you."

"Thanks Annie, I loved it to. I just got a text message from my sister who decided to spend the day with my dad. She said they have a free day tomorrow and that she and my dad would come over. Do you want to come for lunch? Richard is still away, so it will be just the four of us."

Hesitating for a second or two since she did now know what plans were being made for tomorrow Annie replied, "I am not sure what I am doing, but I will leave my mobile phone number on your chaise in case I don't see you. Call me later today and I will let you know. I think I would like to come, unless the others have plans."

Pulling Annie close while reaching down to lightly fondle Annie's bald vulva, Nancy finds it enlarged and damp. "I would like to see more of you. Do come." Nancy coos into Annie's ear.

"I'll try." was Annie's response, which made Nancy smile very broadly.

Annie drops off the used towels into the bin and emerges into the bright sunlight. Squinting her eyes, she finds her empty chaise and table. Rummaging into her bag she finds, in her make up kit, an eyebrow pencil to write her phone number with for Nancy. Gathering up her belongings which aren't much, hangs them on a peg near the hot tub, before heading to the buffet.

Returning to the hot tub, Annie finds Kathy already in the water and choosing the side in the shade, she slips in. Nibbling the food treats and sipping their wine, the two women enjoy each other's company as they do their body.

Chatting like old friends the remaining time went very quickly. It was only when they heard Beth blow a loud whistle before calling out, "That's 2:45pm ladies, we open up to general members in 15 minutes. Top up your wine and help yourself to the food. Thank you so much, and remember the third Sunday of every month in Ladies Day. Mark it on your calendars now. Please, a big hand now for the organizers and to Maggie for the fashion show."

"This water feels so good, I don't really want to go. Danny was so hard on me last night that I am still sore. I can never get over the stamina of an eighteen year old. He was so excited, to be at the party and to have met you, that he was randy all night. He came four times after you left us." confided Kathy to Annie as she wiggled to find a jet of water to bubble on her private parts under the water.

"Yes, I know how young men can be. He was rock hard buried inside of you when I left. Four times you say in what two hours?" replied Annie.

"Less than two hours, it was virtually none stop. He was on a roll." responded Kathy before elaborating, "Then when we got home, Bob was wondering what I did while he was talking to his buddies al night. I told him that I danced and showed Danny around. He thinks something is going on with me and Danny, but doesn't know the half of it. It gives him a hard on to think that I am flashing Danny or that Danny perves on me. Last night was no different. I was so sore that I had to give him a blow job to protect myself." 

"Wow" expressed Annie with mock surprise, "that must have been some night. To tell you the truth since Friday I have had some of the best sex of my life. It must be the country air. What you did to me in the play room just now was incredible. It was one of the best orgasms of my life. I had a few girl friends at boarding school, but not since then. And never was one as talented as you are. Whatever woman ends up with Danny will be lucky woman with all the tricks you are teaching him."

Wondering who was giving her all the sex, Kathy encouraged Annie by asking, "Yes the country air will do it to you. Who else has been doing it to you -- Brice?."

"No, not really. I only just met him Friday and I must say when I saw Stella and her friend with him this afternoon, I was envious. But his son Jake does a very long tongue that I suspect could be fun if used properly. No, my son Jr. keeps me worked up. Just recently he has taken more than an active interest in me. I think he could use a few good lessons." replied Annie, looking deep into Kathy's eyes.

"Danny is turning into a wonderful lover and I would be happy to help if you need it." replied Kathy, picking up on the overt suggestion. Well we better get going, we don't want to keep lover boy waiting. I told him to pick me up at 3:15" 

Leaving the resort, the two lightly dressed women with their shoulder bags see Danny in the parking lot sitting in a silver Miata. 

"Damn. I forgot I told Danny he could bring my car to pick me up. I'm not sure how we are all going to fit." stated an embarrassed Kathy.

"Don't worry, I'll just call Brice. He said I could." countered Annie.

"Nonsense, don't do that. We can figure something out. You and Danny are smaller than me. I'll drive, we'll put the top down and you two can share the passenger seat. It's only a short drive." organized Kathy as they proceeded to walk to the car.

"Danny, you remember Annie Sullivan from last night." introduced Kathy.

"How could I forget." said Danny as he seemed to be looking right through Annie's dress at her body that was flushed from the hot tub and his eyes. Annie could not help but notice the frail boyish body that belied the force of the pounding he had given his surrogate mother last night.

"I offered to drive her home, so let me have my keys and try to see if we can figure how to do this. Let's put our bags in the trunk, and then I'll drop the top." directed Kathy. Everything went smoothly, so when she said "Danny you get in first." There was no hesitation. 

After getting in and pushing the seat back as far as it would go, Danny patted his lap as he looked up at Annie. Annie looked down to see the small space for her to fit. As she slid in the bottom of he dress floated up behind her and caught on Danny's seat belt. It meant that she was sitting on him with her naked crotch in contact with the front of his shorts. She felt his naked legs under her thighs as she wiggled to find a comfortable position. 

After they had driven a couple of minutes, Kathy heard Danny yelp, "Ouch...just a second Mrs. Sullivan. I need a slight adjustment. Do you mind, can you raise yourself up a bit?" 

"I'm sorry, maybe this won't work." apologized Annie, as she quickly hoisted herself up by gripping the door and the dash.

"It'll be fine, just a sec." came Danny's reply as he reached under to center his half hard cock downward. As everything was hidden by the sun dress, unbeknown to Annie, he also loosened up the tightness of the shorts and pulled up the hem so that the end of his hardening cock was exposed. "OK, that should be fine now." he offered.

Settling herself back down, Annie immediately felt the change and experienced anxiety of the forwardness of Danny's action. "Well" she thought, "he did finger me last night and it's only a short trip."

Deciding not to say anything, she enjoyed the feel of his cock pressing between her thighs. As Kathy rounded a sharp corner, Annie's legs came apart and she felt a wet trail of pre-cum as the satiny head of Danny's cock trace an arc up her thigh. 

"Do you mind, one more time?" Danny asked as he encouraged her to raise herself up. Annie looked back as she held her buttocks up. She saw a big smile, as he pulled his shorts aside to fully withdraw his rampant hard cock before adjusting it to rest against the outside of her vulva. As if Annie had been sitting on a flag pole, the wet head of his cock creased the outer folds of her labia and lay long her moistening furrow. He knew he could not penetrate her without asking her, he wanted to ask and instinctively knew she would say yes, but he also knew that he did not have a condom. 

Kathy sensing the movement and fearing for the discomfort of her passengers asks solicitously "I know it's small. Do you fit in all right?"

"It's not that small and we seem to fit quite nicely, don't we Danny?" came Annie reply.

"It's seems tight but it we'll manage." Danny shouted above the wind noise of the open convertible.

On a bumpy part of the road, Kathy instructed Danny, who was the one wearing the seatbelt to hang on. He was only too happy to and when he went to grab her waist he slid his right hand under her billowing dress to grab her naked hips. He held her tight on the rough patch, but when they regained the smooth asphalt, he kept his hands under the dress. He subtly extended his right arm out and took a dollop of his pre-cum from the end of his cock and stretched its viscous strand to begin gently stroking her clitoris. The slow light movements lubricated with his juices make the red button in her slit emerge for more. 

His left arm, which was closest to Kathy, slid upward under Annie's dress to find the underside of her unencumbered breast. He slid his hand further up and cupped her fully before beginning to gently palm her nipple. As blood raced to her areola and nipples, the flush on her face and chest grew. Annie laid her head back and gave into to the persuasive fondling.

"Do you two mind if I stop at the Starbucks drive-thru on the way. I am concerned about the wine I drank and the sun I got. I need to keep my focus." asked Kathy as she realized her passengers had stopped talking and seemed to be concentrating on something else.

"We are not far from Brice's I'll make coffee when we get there." replied Annie who was desperately trying not to let her arousal allow Danny to penetrate her. 

"That's too much work for you and besides, I have quirky requirements for my coffee. It'll take just a minute, you'll see." stated Kathy as she noticed the movement under front of Annie's dress. This was a game that she and Danny sometimes played and it gave her an idea. A few minutes later they took a left and at the next stop light, Kathy was sure something was up with Annie and Danny. "Great day to have the top down isn't." Kathy surmised exuberantly. 

"I think I take mine down a little. Danny likes it when I show off a little. Don't you Danny?" continued Kathy as she undid a few buttons on her blouse. The light fabric of the blouse fell away exposing a large expanse of her chest. "Why not do the same, Annie. It feels great."

Annie looked back at Kathy's ersatz son Danny who was grinning from ear to ear. "Another birthday present?" she asked.

He nodded, "Please, you can never have too many presents."

With that comment and the rising sensations in her body, she undid two, then three, then four more buttons at the top of her sundress. This allowed the bodice to spill open and like Kathy display her bountiful breasts.

As the light turned green, Kathy sped away and the wind in the cabin blew their tops all about. The drafts caught the fabric and ripped at the edges suck the material away from their bodies and let their areola and nipples meet the fresh air. The fabric expanded and collapsed with the wind and Kathy could see that Danny now had both hands under Annie's dress working her turgid nipples. 

"Almost there, just another block." Almost there is right, thought Danny.

Driving around the back to the ordering post, Kathy called out, "One extra hot, grande soy latte with an extra shot and three sweet and lows put in first. See I told you I was quirky. Anything for you two?"

"No thanks, I've got my hands full." replied Danny as he continued to squeeze and knead his latest birthday presents.

Biting her lower lip for concentration, "Thanks, but nothing for me Kathy." replied Annie.

"Are you ready for this, the kids at the window love this part." Kathy offered mischievously as Danny withdrew his hands from direct view. He did not take his hand from under her dress but instead cupped her breasts from below and like a bra, held them high and out. Barely constrained by the gaping bodice they complimented Kathy's exposed chest. Like two perfectly cooked poached eggs, her breasts were being served up for visual consumption.

Kathy and Annie looked at each other and shook their heads with amazement at what they were doing as Kahty crept the car forward. Looking up at the checkout they saw a young man slide the window open and stare as if in shock.

His mouth fell open at the sight in front of him. He was agog that looking down he could see two MILF's with great bodies flaunting themselves. It appeared as if there was also another person under the one in the passenger seat.

"ummm...er... One extra hot, grande soy latte with an extra shot and three sweet and lows put in first ..." came the order confirmation.

"Are you sure it's extra hot? We like extra hot don't we." Kathy said as she looked at a slightly embarrassed and flustered Annie.

"That will be $4.25." the young boy mouthed as he seemed to have completely lost consciousness.

"Darn, we put our purses in the trunk. I forgot about that. Do either of you have any money?" asked Kathy.

"My purse is in the trunk too." 

"Danny, how about you?"

"Yeah, I think I have some in my shorts pocket." came a male voice from under the woman on the far side of the car. "Just a sec." Danny called out. As he withdrew the support of his hands, one breast fell completely free of her dress and settled naturally on the outside of her bodice. As he began his search for the money, he pulled the bottom portion of Annie's dress aside to let more light in to see by and in doing so exposed her splayed thighs. "Its here somewhere." Pulling her dress up and more out of the way he obscenely displayed his cock between the smooth bald lips of her vulva.

Kathy looked over and was shocked at what she saw. She knew something was going on with her two passengers but she had no idea it had gone this far. 

Annie's immediate instinct to her being exposed was to hide her private parts with her hand. She covered her extended red nipple with one hand and with the other reached down quickly but the only way to shield herself was to cover Danny's cock and press it closer to her throbbing pussy. She had to do it. She had no choice. 

Danny moved his hips back and forth driving his cock between her fingers and the juicy labia as he sought to find the money in his pocket.

"Almost there." Danny said as Kathy and the young store clerk watched a final violent thrust and the inevitable explosion of creamy cum, spurting through the Annie's fingers. She felt the initial blast of his seed and tried to control the pulsing eruptions, but the hot copious cream began to pool in the crevasse of her sex. The blasts was so large and so full that it was going everywhere and in an effort to contain it, Annie let her breast fall naked and exposed while she used two hands to stem the flood.

Finally finding and handing the money to Kathy, he asks, "Can you get some extra napkins?"

Reaching to get the coffee and passing the money Kathy's blouse fell completely open to expose both her breasts.

The boy in the headset didn't now where to look.

"Keep the change, but can we get some extra napkins." 



The Long Weekend Ch. 21



Home from Ladies Day

Pulling away from the drive thru window, Kathy bounces the small car over the curb as she howls with laughter. 

"That was so much fun. Did you see the kid's face when he saw us? It was priceless. He didn't know where to look - my tits, your tits or Danny cumming all over your crotch and you trying to hide it. He'll be telling people about it for weeks." Kathy shouted out gleefully.

"That was so embarrassing. It's one thing to show him our tits. It's quite another to have Danny's hard cock sticking up between my legs and exploding like a fountain." said Annie ruefully as she squeezed her legs together to try and stop the pool of cum from leaking down onto the leather seats. "Hand me those napkins will you. You did that on purpose, you're a devil woman. You know that!" Annie continued berating Kathy half heartedly as she tried to wipe up the puddle that seemed to be spreading everywhere with the motion of the car.

"I've got an idea." Danny cried out. "Trust me, this will be so cool." he spoke into Annie's ear as he began to undo the remaining buttons on her dress.

"What the hell are you doing?" Annie asked as she clutched at her dress billowing out and exposing her totally naked body. Kathy looked over and saw Annie with her dress fully open and being tucked in behind her back. Danny pulled the shoulders of the dress away and down her upper arms, effectively restraining her range of motion.

"Kathy told me she has been using this at home recently and that it seems to make her skin radiant." Danny stated as he reached around her and down toward her thighs. "Besides there is too much for the napkins to soak up." she heard as she saw him reach into her crotch and scoop up two handfuls of sticky cum. He brought his hands up and cupped each breast and began to work the cream into her skin. The hot sun and warm air swirling around the cabin quickly evaporated and dried it onto her nipples and areola.

As reached for more, he circled his fingers over her expanding clit made more visible by his softening cock. As he abased her pelvis with one hand he continued to apply additional coats of his juices to her tits. 

Slowing down, Kathy watched as all of her son's cum being smeared on Annie's chest, as he fingered Annie's cunt and kneaded her caked breasts to rub in the balm he had ejaculated. With his actions, Annie tilted her pelvis skyward to allow his fingers easier entry to her vagina. The swelling lips sucked his fingers in as she thrust her hips to meet his hand.

The evaporating cum on her tits was cool and stimulating while the action below was hot and intoxicating. She squeezed her inner muscles to suck his fingers in deeper as he stroked her. Putting her coffee in the cup holder, Kathy reached over with her free hand and slid it down Annie's left side. Turning her hand over and slipped it under Annie's thrusting pelvis until she reached her bum. She ran her finger over her rear hole and slipped a finger in. Through the internal membrane she could feel her son's fingers working feverishly.

Annie raised her knees up as far as possible, she took hold of each breast and pulled at her straining nipples as Danny wrote his name on her clit with his thumb. With a silent scream into the wind she humped his fingers and gave in to the overwhelming sensation.

Danny's cupped hands directed her spray of juices onto his own lap which soon became saturated and deeply stained. Kathy withdrew her finger as Annie slumped onto Danny's lap.

They were passed by a SUV that had a multitude of faces pressed to the darkened glass watching the wanton act as Annie's convulsions died down and she lay limp. Presented to the world as naked as the day she was born, Annie lay sated as Kathy made the right turn on the final approach to the Lumley residence.

Danny continued to lightly caress her body as the sun light hastened the drying of his cum amidst her perspiration. 

As the final gravel stretch to the house came into view, closing up his birthday present to save it for later, Danny pulled her dress from behind her and pulled the top to above her shoulders. Annie adjusted the fit and did up a few buttons to hold it together.

Coming to a stop in the drive, they don't see anybody but heard some hammering from the direction of the lake. Getting out of the car, Annie says to Kathy, "I'm glad we like the same kind of body cream. It really does seem to work. I feel it tightening my skin. Perhaps next time, I should try some on this on this forty-six year old neck of mine." With that she did up a few more buttons, and together they got their bags out of the trunk.

"Come, you can say hello to Brice and his son Jake and I'll introduce you to my son Jr." said Annie to the two of them. 

Danny looked down questioningly at his shorts which were still soaked and discolored with Annie's juices. 

"Just say your mother spilled her Starbucks' coffee on you while she was driving." Kathy offered.

"That's lame but I can't tell them the truth can I?" Danny replied looking Annie in the eye.

"No, you can't tell the truth, and if you are half the man your mother says you are, you won't. Will you?" Annie pressed.

"I've promised Kathy never to kiss and tell and so far, it has led to some fantastic sex." confided Danny as he rearranged the bulge in his shorts.

"See, I told you - quick the first time but great recuperative power." bragged Kathy as she hugged her son. "Shall we head down to the lake/"

"I need to clean up a bit before I shake anybody's hand. Is there a bathroom handy Mrs. Lumley?" Danny inquires

"Ok, why don't you two clean up a bit and I will wander down and say we're here?" replies Kathy.

"Good idea, me too. There's one on the ground floor. Follow me." called out Annie as she headed off toward the house. Looking back she saw Kathy adjusting the front of her blouse so as to only partially cover up her braless tits.

Entering the house, Annie suggests the downstairs bathroom used by the boys. Annie steps up the farthest sink and runs the hot water while Danny waits. He spies a soft white face cloth on the shelf to the left.

Taking it in hand he says, "Let me help you first." Moving to the sink he flushes the cloth with very hot water, coats it with a frothy lather of cinnamon soap. 

"Undo your dress." Danny said confidently. In the short time he had known her, he had become infatuated with her. She was willing to do whatever he said. She responded to positively to all his attention. She was very erotic and seemed to live fully for the moment. Unlike so many of his mother's friends, she held nothing back and allowed her passion to show. He never had sex with a woman this old and if they were all like her, what had he been missing, he mused.

Annie undid her dress and stood there with it hanging off her shoulders. 

"All the way please, we don't need to get it any wetter than it already is."

Annie, slips it off her shoulders and hangs it on the robe hook on the rear of the door and stands there, hands hanging limply by her side.

"Closer please" Danny encourages as he reaches out and begins to apply the warm soapy solution to her neck and shoulders. Working slowly down her arms, then across her chest and down between her breasts, he carefully washes her down with soft caresses. Rinsing the cloth frequently to keep it hot and soapy he does each breast, nipple and areola individually and very slowly. His light touch ensures that not only is she clean, she is excited. "Put this over your shoulders." Danny instructs as he hands her a large fluffy bath towel. "It'll keep you warm."

Danny kneels in front of her as he works down her tummy and hips until he reaches her crotch. "Can you open your legs a bit, Mrs. Sullivan." he suggests rather than orders and she is only too happy to comply.

With her legs apart and naked in front of an eighteen year old boy she only just met, she has to hold onto his shoulders to keep her quivering legs from collapsing. He swabs her mons and works down one thigh only to sweep the cloth upward to drag the cloth tantalizingly slowly over her swelling labia. Sweeping down her other thigh he lingers at her knees before pushing the cloth and his fingers upward toward her vulva. 

"Would you mind, sitting on the counter so I can finish you?" he offers while physically encouraging her to turn her back to the sinks and her hips to slide up onto the counter between the two sinks. He notices she offers not resistance and in fact, seemed to have anticipated the request. 

She is sitting on the counter with her legs dangling uncomfortably over the edge while he continues to kneel in front of her. He is staring straight at the smooth glistening bald vulva that he had seen for the first time last night. Unlike the thick bush natural look of his mother or her friends, he finds the strident nakedness compelling. As he applies the hot cloth to her nether region, her thighs restrict his access and his efforts become clumsy as he tries to clean her most delicate areas.

"Perhaps this will help." suggests Annie, as she both leans back to rest her shoulders against the mirror, while hiking her feet up to hook onto the front of each sink. In this wanton position her knees fall apart and she presents him with a close up view of her extended labia, her quivering inner lips and a spasming sphincter.

"Is that better?" she asks as she seems him staring open mouth at the obscenely enticing sight less than six inches away. 

Danny raises the cloth and begins to apply the fragrant soap in creamy circles to her vulva. Sliding the cloth down he washes her perineum and works a soapy finger along the furrow of her ass. He looks up as he hears her say, "Perhaps this will help?" and with that she reaches down and pulls her labia apart to expose the rich pink interior lips cradling her yearning vagina.

Danny lays the soft hot cloth against the hot moist interior and he feels her pulsations of ecstasy begin to radiate through the cloth to his fingers. Pulling the cloth away he leans in and sweeps his tongue over the pink hot moist interior flesh, before sliding the tip into her vagina. He pulls back to give her a French kiss directly on her clitoris.

Annie releases her outer lips and reaches to grab his ears to pull his head closer and his mouth into more intimate contact with her sex. She's too late, as he had already begun to lean back and stand up. 

"There going to wonder where we are, unless we get going." he says as he pulls at the towel around her shoulders and begins to pat her dry.

"What about you?" Annie asks as she slips off the counter and pats her self down. She shuffles back to the toilet and lowering the lid, she sits down and motions for Danny to follow. When he gets near, she reaches up and promptly pulls on the waistband of his shorts to expose the contents of the bulge that had been growing since exiting the car.

Pulling his shorts down exposes one of the hardest cocks she had ever seen. It was so stretched and so ramrod stiff that it looked like a warrior's lance. She takes the cloth from his hand and applies the warm soapy lather to his cock and balls but his cock remains so stiff she can not bend it toward her without him having to bend over. She strokes upward to his torso to where his cum had landed and down to his thighs to where her juices had run. As she leaned forward to wash off the evidence of her encounter her face rests against his hip. She looks longing at the hard vertical cock in front of her and the two swollen sacs hanging below.

Annie puts the cloth down and ever so slowly reaches out to weigh his balls sacs and feel their fullness. She slides her hand up the base of his root and begins small short strokes that urge his discharge. She looks up at his face, as he watches her jacking him off. As her strokes get longer, his hips begin to thrust and his hands go to the back of her head. Guiding her gently, he suggests her head and mouth get closer. Pushing downward he directs her to his balls which she attacks with abandon. She licks and sucks each one, taking them fully in her mouth as she continues to stroke the length of his rampant spear. He encourages her mouth upwards so her lips are brushing the leaking head of cock.

"I love the taste of pre-cum with a hint cinnamon." Annie purrs as she shows him her tongue running slowly around the rim of his cock. "We don't want another mess do we? Will you cum in my mouth?" she asks as she slips her velvet lips over the angry red mushroom head of his steel hard cock. None of his mother's friends had been so sexy. They had wanted sex but never offered themselves as fully as the older woman now who so completely focused on sucking his cock. He had staying power but not now, not with her.

"Yes Mrs. Sullivan, YES, here I cum!" he gasped as he feels the surge of his cum and forcefully penetrates her mouth with his cock. He holds her head there as her tongue swirls around the underside and her convex cheeks confirm the power of her sucking. He loves the feel of her bobbing head that encourages his release. Her mouth fills with his silky semen and her throat swallows the copious eruptions.

She reaches up and pulls him toward her as he buries his length of cum pipe into her face. She holds him there until she has swallowed his entire hot teenage load and he has stopped holding her head. Annie is amazed that he is still hard as she withdraws. She pulls the skin even tighter on the shaft of his cock to see a coating of cum and saliva. She expertly licks him from crown to scrotum to clean him off. Danny winces with the continued attention and with one final swirl of her tongue she laps on the tip of his cock to collect the last of his ejaculation.

Looking up and opening her mouth to show she swallowed it all, Mrs. Sullivan reaches for the warm cloth and with a final caring gesture, wraps and holds it lovingly around his pulsating cock. Then taking the end of the towel, she pats him dry.

"There. Now, we'd really better get going."

"What kept you guys?" Kathy calls out as she sees the two coming down the path to where she is talking with the three men. The three males stop their conversation and watch Annie braless tits rise and fall, bounce and roll as she and Danny walk down the path.

"Well, you didn't spill your coffee when you drove, but in the car as you rounded that last turn, I spilled my hot liquid over Danny and myself." It was quite a mess, but we got cleaned up. I see you met every one. Hi Jr., how are you doing son?" responded Annie

"Fine mom, we've been working hard. This must be Danny. Hi there. I'm Annie's son Jr." he said extending his hand.

"Sorry about not being more on the ball. I'm Brice, we've met before and this is my son Jake. Welcome." boomed Brice's loud voice.

Danny, dwarfed by the much larger boys, seemed a bit intimidated. Although he was Jake's age, he didn't feel a connection. While confident around women, thanks to Kathy's training and his experience with her friends, he was still uncomfortable boys or men close to his age. He awkwardly shook hands and tried to hide the dark stain on his shorts.

"She sure got you didn't she." kidded Jr. as he gestured at Danny's dilemma. Seeing the uncomfortable look on the young boys face, he tried to smooth over his faux pas. "I try never to drink and drive, text and drive because I always do the same thing. It happens to all of us. And if it hasn't, it will." Jr. continued with a big grin.

Annie noticed that the men and now Danny were grouped facing the two women and with both groups not wanting to look into the sun it came in from the side. Looking at Kathy she noticed that the sun penetrated the translucent fabric and highlighted the shape of her breast. The part that was not covered hinted at swollen nipples and deep shadowy cleavage while the exposed part was red from sun and the attention. It was obvious to her that this had been planned either by the men or by Kathy. She also realized that she was standing the same way and that her curves were also being naturally featured.

"Boys, I've had enough for awhile, we are almost out of material until the rest is delivered tomorrow. Why don't we call it a day? I'm disappointed with our progress but there is not much we can do about it. I'd like to suggest the following, you grab some cokes from the fridge and the three of you take the boat for a spin, while I take a glass of wine with the ladies."

"Wow, that would be great, thanks Dad." whooped Jake.

"I'll go up and get the drinks while you and Danny find the life jackets and make sure the boat is gassed up. I'll be back in a few minutes." offered Jr.

Putting his arm around his mother, "It looks like you had a nice day. Did you have fun with your lady friends?"

Brice led the way, up to the house and pointed out numerous things to Kathy while Jr. and Annie followed behind. Annie changed the deflected the question and soon got Jr. talking about what they had done.

Walking side by side, Jr. let his hand slip to grab his mom's ass and didn't find a hint of any panties under her dress. He thought he had noticed that she did not have a bra on down by the lake. Wow, I guess that she went to the luncheon with nothing on, but her dress and shoes, he thought. He held his hand on her ass as they walked and with his fingers pulled the fabric up at the back so that he could place his hand on her naked buttocks. He swept his hand around and found no sign of panties or a thong or the bottom of a bathing costume. Yes indeed, she was bare-assed naked.

Jr. slowed down his pace to fall in behind his mother and reached under the back of her dress with his other hand. Holding both of Annie's cheeks, he gave them a little squeeze. I haven't seen these since Chapter 16 which although was this morning, seem like a long time ago he thought. He followed behind step for step by holding her hips tight and pulling her ass into his crotch. Like a little school boy might do. A little school boy with a big cock.

Before they exited the shaded path, they noticed that since Brice and Kathy had gone into the house, and the boys were at the dock, they in a private place. Jr. stopped abruptly and kept his mother tight to his body. "Wait a sec." he stated firmly and Annie did.

"Nobody can see us, bend over." he directed as he flipped the back of her dress over her hips so it lay along her back and dry humped her naked buttocks. He reached way under her dress, below her body, and caught her hanging breasts and squeezed them. "Nobody can see us and I need you to take care of me. I missed you today, while you were away."

Annie knew better than to argue and knew that they had to be quick. She immediately turned around, only to find that Jr. had already taken his swollen cock out. He knew she would service him. She was his mother and knew what he needed.

Falling to her knees, she watched as Jr. stroked his cock to fullness in front her as she held onto his thighs for balance.

"Unbutton your dress for me." Jr. urged, as her fingers flew down the row of buttons before pulling the dress aside. Jr. looked down at his mother's gorgeous body as her nipples swelled and pulled at the wrinkled red areola 

Brice meanwhile had gone to the kitchen to get the white wine, while Kathy walked to the window to survey the view to the lake. Looking down the path, through an opening in the budding leaves, she saw Annie on her knees pulling her dress back to expose herself to Jr. as he masturbated right in front of her. Her eyes opened wide in amazement as she watched Annie reach up to cradle his balls, before leaning into to take his cock in her mouth. With her back to the house, Annie had no idea that Kathy was watching but Jr. had see her in the window. He held Annie's head into his crotch as he felt her lips grip his cock. He felt her teeth slide along the veined exterior as he pushed further in. 




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He withdrew and stroked furiously before laying the tip of cock on her upturned lips. Kathy watched mesmerized as his back arched and his thrust forward to shoot his cream. She saw his load land in Annie's mouth, spill over her lips and trickle down her neck. Jr. looked up to the window to meet her stare as he stretched his cock to get out the last few precious drops for Annie to catch on her tongue. 

"Mom, I needed that so much. Thanks. You are always great. I love it when you are naked under your dress. It gets me so hot." gushed Jr. almost as forcefully as his cum shot had been.

Kathy and Jr. watched as Annie scooped up the surface globs of cum on her fingers before sucking them clean. Then with a quick rub, the residue was rubbed into her skin. Rising to her feet, Annie suggests, "They'll be waiting for us, we should get going." 

Jr. ran his fingers slowly down the length of his softening cock as he continued to stare at Kathy.

"Yeah, sure, ........coming mom." he answered with a very distracted tone.

Kathy winced as she saw the length of Jr.'s cock being stretched out for her benefit. She subconsciously ran a finger over her nipple before deciding to expose it and press it against the cool glass. Kathy watching the uneven path where she was walking, did not notice the clear signals that were being sent.

Jr. nodded and smiled as he stuffed his firm cock back into his pants. Quickly catching up to his mother, he gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and hug.

"You are the best, thanks mom."

Entering the house and going up stairs, Annie found Kathy, leisurely coming in from the living area. She noticed that her nipples were making obviously points in the front of her blouse and that although no more buttons were undone, seemed more spread apart. That's it, she noticed, Kathy had slipped the blouse to the edge of her shoulders, increasing the width of 'V' of her exposed chest. Plunging to a point near her navel, Kathy's blouse cut a sharp line across the tanned mounds of her breasts just above her areolas and nipples. She had untucked the blouse's hem and as she walked her breasts swayed and provided provocative glimpses of the small parts that were still covered.

"Great view isn't it?" Kathy asked.

"It certainly is." said Brice as he rounded the corner with glasses and a bottle of chilled white wine. "Even more so with the two of you here." he offered as he drank in the site of two women and what lay so tantalizing close under their thin tops. "Do you mind if we sit out side, I still feel a little sweaty from working all afternoon?" 

"Jr., help yourself to whatever you want. I want you to listen to Jake. He is experienced around boats and I want you to promise to be careful. Take it easy. No showing off. Be safe." Brice lectured as Jr. joined them at the top landing.

"Thanks Mr. Lumley. Frankly, although Jake and I swim well, I'm a bit nervous around boats." Jr. replied. "I sometime take risks" he said as he turned his gaze to Kathy "but at least on the water I am always cautious." With a big white toothy smile, he turned to the fridge to load up a small cooler with drinks.

Brice, Annie and Kathy had just gotten to the patio door, when they heard him call out. "Thanks and see you later."

As Brice and Annie stepped through the door, they heard Kathy's voice say to them "I'll join you in a minute, I want to have word with Jr." before calling out loudly, "JR. can you hold on a minute."

As the couple continued to the patio table, Kathy retreated inside and walked to Jr. and motioned him to move toward the kitchen out of the line of sight of Brice and Annie. He moved to his right and as Kathy approached, he saw her look suggestively at him. 

"What I saw you doing with your mom was awesome. It looks like you have a very special relationship." Annie whispered as her fingers slipped under the lapels of her blouse and pulled them apart to expose the expanse of her breast. Jr. could see her large thick nipples expanding as she moved closer.

"If I read the signals right you're interested in expanding your horizons. I could be willing to help, if you wanted" she cooed as she used her thumbs to tweak the dilating protrusions. 

Jr.'s eyes took in the gifts being offered and knew that his horizons would soon be expanded, along with a few other things. "I was thinking you liked what you saw." he replied.

"Get our number from Danny and do call me!" she insisted strongly, as she pulled her blouse back over aching breasts. "Jr., please tell Danny to be safe in the boat. He's not strong in the water. Now get going." she said seriously as she spun him around and shooed him away with lingering pat on his nice firm bum.

Joining the two of the patio, Kathy interrupted their conversation and offered that he had asked Jr., to pass on to Danny what had Brice said and to keep an eye out for him. "He's not as strong as those other two and I worry about him in situations where sometimes macho testosterone comes into play.

Continuing on a point that had started inside, "You only worked part of the afternoon." replied Kathy with a grin. "I think you may have gotten sweaty other ways."

"OK, so that's true. Can either of you tell me who won the While Elephant Raffle." he asked curiously.

Before Annie could reply, Kathy cut her off. "You know we are sworn to secrecy." With a laugh she said, "Its all part of secret women's oath we take to ensure that whatever happens in cabin seven stays in cabin seven.



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Late Sunday Afternoon

"OK, so that's true. Can either of you tell me who won the While Elephant Raffle?" he asked curiously.

Before Annie could reply, Kathy cut her off. "You know we are sworn to secrecy." 

With a laugh she said, "It's all part of an all secret women's club oath we take to ensure that whatever happens in cabin seven stays in cabin seven."

Hearing the sound of the boat leaving the dock, Annie asks, "So are you all finished for the day?" 

"Yes, we are. Beth heard I was heading into town later and invited Jake and I over for a quick bite about 5:30 before we leave. I hope that's ok with you and Jr., Annie?" replies Brice.

"Wow, that's nice of her. Yes of course, it's fine with us, so why don't you clean up while Kathy and I sip our wine."

"That would be rude Annie, leaving guests alone" Brice replied.

"I was thinking you could clean up under the outdoor shower, over there. I used it today and it was great. I don't think Kathy and I would mind. Would we?" Annie says to Brice, with a wink to Kathy.

"I'd love you to do that, I can't think of a better way to entertain your guests." urges Kathy.

"Go ahead Brice, take your clothes off and have your shower." Annie says a little more directly with a smile and firm stare at Brice.

'Oh all right, if you are sure you don't mind?" Brice spoke as he got to his feet and began walking the twenty feet to the shower. With just a rain head off the side of the house there was no privacy because it was primarily used to wash the chlorine off from the hot tub. Reaching in to adjust the water to hot, he turned the back of his short stocky body to the women. 

Annie and Kathy turned their chairs around for a front row seat. They saw Brice slip off his jeans and underwear and cringe as he initially stepped under the water. Turning in a circle to completely coat his body his huge soft cock swung out like a carousel ride. He took the soap and facing the house applied it to his body and began to lather and wash. The ladies smiled as they watched the show. He reached over to do his shoulders and bent over to do his legs and feet.

"Damn, that's a fine looking ass." summarized Kathy.

'Yes, it's a great body." agreed Annie, as together they saw him turn to rinse off the soap. Brice then turned to face the women and lathered his hands with the soap. Then, putting the soap down, he covered his cock and balls with the lather and began to very slowly wash the length of his cock and the orbs of his large hanging balls. Bent over a little to do a thorough job, he stroked his cock as it grew firmer. He applied two hands and rotated them counter clock and clockwise. He pulled his foreskin back to expose the huge head as he washed underneath making sure he was completely clean.

By this time the women had stopped talking and were just watching silently. By this time, his monstrous cock was hanging in an eight inch arc, beginning its long journey to being hard, stiff and erect.

Stopping suddenly, he turned to the wall and let the warm water rinse off the soap. He turned the shower off, grabbed a towel from the nearby shelves and put it around his waist. He took another towel and put it over his shoulders. 

Back at the table, took a big swig of his beer. "That was marvelous. Good idea Mrs. Sullivan." he decreed.

"We liked it too, didn't we Annie" declared Kathy, as Annie nodded her assent and patted the chair next to her indicating Brice should sit.

"Brice, we told you before we were sworn to secrecy about cabin seven but you are not. You always have the blindfold on. Why don't you tell us about what goes on?" Kathy solicits, with obvious desire for some salacious details. 

"We'd love to hear."

"Well I've only done it about twenty times. There are about six ladies days a year and this is the start of the fourth year." Brice starts out. 

"You know it was Barbara's idea to raise money and she had this idea that I could help. I was a bit nervous at first but she insisted, so I did."

"Brice would you mind. Sorry to interrupt but it has always been a fantasy of mine to be clothed and have a man naked. Would you please take off your towels and then continue with the story." stated Annie with a voice that let him know that an option was not available. 

"Slide your chair over there so both of us can see you." she continued.

Used to taking orders from women, Brice stood up and dropped his towel. He folded it as a seat cushion and placed in the chair that faced the two women. He took the other towel and laid it over the back of the chair, then sat down.

"Open your legs, Brice. Show us what you have."

The women saw his knees move apart and his fattening cock flop forward and hang over the edge of the seat. Its weight pushed his balls to either side forcing him to spread his legs even more. 

"That's better. Now you were saying?" encouraged Annie.

"I never know who it is. I can usually tell if they are young or old by the tone of their skin. Most of them don't say much so I can not really tell from their voice. Some are very passive and just want to touch it, play with it for an hour. Some want to play harder and stop after they've given me a hand job." Bruce explained as his cock began to engorge from lascivious nature of his memories.

"Some have no interest in my cock and simply want me to eat them out for an hour. Some jump on it right away and worship it like a long lost idol. I've had a few who just use me for their pleasure by rubbing themselves along the length of my cock. No penetration. They cum many times and leave me frustrated." he continued as his cock continued to fatten and extend. It was no longer hanging, it was rising up. The wide purple mushroom head was still below his thighs but it would soon be pointing right at them.

"It's really up to them. I respond and lead if I sense a direction but, I am the prize for them to do as they will. Today there was two. That was the first time. They were very aggressive, they knew what they wanted and they did me, plus it seemed they did each other while I did them. One seemed to have stud in her tongue because whenever she licked me, there was a hard nub in a soft furrow of the tongue." Brice began to elaborate and the detailed description was obviously exciting him as the long thick snake continued to uncoil.

"We had a bit of a sandwich. I was on top of one and the other was upside on top me licking my ass while I was doing the other one. Then, I was on my back and one was trying to ride me while the other one sat on my face and had me eat her out. Not a lot of meat on those bones, so I suspect they were small skinny types because their hips were not wide and certainly they were having trouble with my girth." he offered proudly as he lightly fingered the slit on the end of the cock which had began to weep.

The women were also getting aroused but with a subtle silent signal between them they had decided not to let it show too much. "What about Beth? What does she get out it?"

"Beth is a lovely old woman, now a dear friend to Barbara and I. She knows that she won't get many more chances for new experiences and likes to try to mount me. She started by touching, then masturbating me, then trying to suck me but I was too big. She usually lies beside me and gets me hard. Then licks the head of my cock to get me wet and tries to sit on me. She has not been able to get me to penetrate her at all. She sits on the end of my cock. Usually I am not any harder or bigger than this." he says as he begins to slowly trace the length of cock with his finger. But it's really not the length that's a problem for her. I am too big in diameter."

Brice demonstrates by trying to circle his fingers around a fat sausage that you would only find in the best Italian deli. "You see."

"Yes we see and we like what we see. Tell us more." Kathy insists. 

"Being so big, it scares a lot of people. Beth is one of those. She won't let herself go and as a result she is too tense. She tries, laughs it off and hopes the next time will be better. It's how she deals with it. Today she had me lie on my back and just rode my cock on the outside of her vulva. She had an orgasm but she would really like to be fucked. I don't think that will happen with me." he said a bit sadly and with empathy.

In response to this latest tidbit, Kathy turned to Annie and with a silent understanding, they choreographed their timing. They had both been feeling excited by Brice's stories, by Brice being naked in front of them and had simultaneously decided to move things along. Not sure where this was all going to go, Annie unbuttoned the bottom of her dress and pulled it aside to expose her bald naked pussy while Kathy shrugged her shoulders to let her blouse fall down to expose her breasts.

Brice stared and his eyes darted between the two women as he overtly began to gently sweep his fingers down the stiff tree trunk that was his cock. He knew what might happen. He knew what he wanted to happen. He wondered if Annie would let him. It seemed to him that with Kathy around she acted differently. She and Kathy were connected in thought and deed. He had to extend his hand almost to his knees to cover the length of his pulsating cock. Once there he circled his fingers around the end and drew them, back pulling the skin tight, as if he were penetrating one of them or both of them. "One time on Ladies day there had been a woman who could handle all of this. She has gift and a real talent." he said wistfully as he looked at Kathy.

"Brice, you said you wouldn't tell" Kathy said ruefully.

"I didn't mention any names. Did I Annie?" Brice responded as he slowly stroked the length of his massive tool before gripping the root of it and squeezing hard.

"OMG Kathy. You can't really take all that?" Annie gasped.

"Brice says that I am the only one who can." Kathy confided proudly with a sly smile about her guilty secret.

"Why don't you show her Kathy? I'm game if you are?" Brice pleads as he vigorously begins to stroke his cock. He is unassuming, but he is extremely proud of his cock. Its prodigious length of well over ten plus inches coupled with its extra hefty beefy diameter put most extreme dildos to shame. His large mushroom head has a wide flaring helmet, whose meaty sides are failing to keep the gaping slit closed, is beginning to leak copious amounts of pre-cum.

Kathy's eyes get larger and she feels the blood lust beginning to course through her body. With legs shaking with anticipation, she leans forward in her chair and falls to her knees between his legs. As if drawn by a magnet, her hands hold his knees apart as she dives in to lick the lubricating juice from the cavernous slit before it drips to the patio.

"Suck my cock, Kathy. You know you want to. Let Annie see how you can deep throat me." Brice suggests firmly.

Kathy's mouth had only been this wide open once before. She knew the stretch that was required to accommodate his girth. Annie watched as Kathy accepted the bulbous head and then as she closed her lips around it. She saw her release it and push the impossibly large intruder around inside her cheek. Starting to gag, she withdrew her mouth and gasped for air. "I'm not sure I can do it today."

"Sure you can, start slowly, lick all of me to get me lubricated, you remember." Brice directs as he lifts the rigid shaft up to lay along his stomach. As he leans forward, Kathy sees that his cock reaches his sternum. She grasps his cock and pushes the head against his right nipple and she leans in to tongue them both. She pushes his cock out of the way and nips his nipple before bringing his cock back in contact and sucking them both simultaneously.

Annie begins to slowly stroke her exposed pussy, as she sees Kathy firmly hold the colossal cock high with one hand and work her way down his hard shaft with her tongue. She wants to join her in nursing Bull's big rod, but she knows this is Kathy's show. She watches as Kathy licks and slurps and bathes all of it. She reaches his testicles and feasts on their swelling softness. Kathy's hand feels the pulsations begin to get stronger as his cock seems to get even larger.

She looked up to see a giant shaft coated with his juices and his saliva. 

"I think we're ready." she says. "Stand up."

Brice rises up from the chair and his shiny glistening bull sized cock throbs and bounces from her attention. Kathy takes him in both hands and with a deep breath opens her mouth and wraps her velvet lips over her teeth and begins to slide herself along his length. She slowly pushes her face along his cock as he held still. She needed to take her time. She has taken a few inches and slowly her lips widen, her cheeks redden and her eyes water as more of him stretches the back of her throat.

Pulling her mouth off of him, she gasps for air. "Ok, time to go to the bench." Kathy says eagerly but with some uncertainty. 

Brice picks up the two towels and spreads them out on a short low bench. Kathy lies on her back with her head hanging over one end and her bum on the other end. Balancing herself with her two feet she tilts her head back as Bull moves closer. Like an animal in rut, he knows both what he needs and what he wants. He dips his knees and places his cock on her lips as she breathes deeply before opening her mouth. Offering herself like a receptacle for his semen, she waits with anticipation as the smooth meaty offering gains entry.

Except at boarding school and then last night with Kathy and Danny, Annie has never seen two people have sex up close. While she has participated alone with her husband, her son and few of her son's friends, she has never just sat and watched two people have sex in front on her. She finds it very stimulating and her fingers speed up the stroking of her vulva and the fingering of her clit. She moves closer to watch Kathy's face and feels the heat of Brice's cock as he struggles to push it in. She remembers the difficulty she had with her son, but his cock was stiffer, more erect than Bulls. She feels Brice reach behind Annie's head to try and guide her to mouth the top of his cock as he begins gentle assaults on Kathy's lips.

To his surprise she resists. This is about Kathy, she thinks not about you. She pulls away and moves to the other end of the bench between Kathy's legs. "Let me help." she says soothingly as she reaches up to up the button and zipper on the front of Kathy' shorts. 

"Lift you hips." gets Kathy to raise her bum off the towels and permits Annie to pull her shorts down to her thighs. 

"Lift your legs." sees Kathy raise her legs in the air so Annie can strip her shorts off. 

Dropping her legs back down on either side of the bench exposes her bright red bushy patch of pubic hair. It is a startling contrast to white skin and blouse that is wide open displaying her taut erect nipples. Looking up Kathy's body, Annie sees Brice withdrawing to permit Kathy to catch her breath.

It has been twenty-five years since she had gone down on another woman, but it all came back vividly. She remembers her girl friends at boarding school and Sister Mary who caught them and then taught them. She thinks of the hours she spent laying in bed on Saturday mornings, her face in a young pussy. This was an adult pussy large, red, gaping and in need. Placing her hands on Annie's knees she starts kissing, nibbling and licking at her knees and works slowly up her taut thighs toward her waiting vulva. She nips as her large splayed outer lips before carrying on past her crotch to plant a kiss on the belly button. She lets the tips of her hair trail gently across Kathy's smooth stomach as leans forward to suckle on a nipple. Lifting her head she sees Brice's cock slick with Kathy saliva coming toward her. She knows Brice wants her to lick him, but she won't. Her girl friend is in need.

Kathy returns to French kissing Kathy's nipple as she drags her own hard nipples over Kathy's thighs. Leaning is she lays herself tightly against Kathy's perspiring body. Replacing her lips with her hands she fondles Kathy's breasts and torments her nipples as she works her mouth down to her wetness. On her way down, she sees the monster cock being dragged back over Kathy's chin to begin and new penetration. She sees her girlfriend open her mouth to receive his huge member.

She pushes her face into the rough pubic hair to breathe in the intoxicating aroma of her excitement that is coating the follicles. She inhales the alluring musk that has flowed out of her girlfriend. She lowers her head and eyes to focus on something she has not savored for so long. She begins slow sweeps of her tongue over Kathy's surprisingly large hanging inner lips. They almost appear they have been pumped but they are only distended from excitement and anticipation. She takes one fleshy side into her mouth and chews on it. The flow of liquid from Kathy's vagina increases and runs down Annie's chin. Annie follows the trail back up the moist pink inside and flicks her tongue delicately over the soft inner surface as a cat would lap at milk. She makes figures eights with her tongue over the entry gate to her vagina while her nose caresses her clit. She moves her tongue up and feels Kathy's thigh's begin to quiver.

Annie slides a finger up and down Kathy's slit, feeling her pussy lips open wider to the urgent touch. She felt her fingers being coated with oily secretions and was able to press further inside. Annie slid two fingers deep into her vagina while using her thumb to massage her clit. She feels her hips begin to move toward and decides to go back to using her tongue.

Brice looks down at his long cock halfway down the throat of the only woman who could deep throat him while a woman whom he only met two days ago is eating her out. Although Annie's hair hides her actions, his cock surges with exciting image created in his mind. He continues to slowly gain entry but when Kathy reaches down with her hands to press Annie's head into her, he has to ease up.

Annie feels Kathy's hands tightly grip the sides and back of her head and responds to the guidance. She moves to lash her tongue on her rigid upright clit, while sliding two fingers into the demanding cunt. Easily sliding in knuckle deep she matches cadence with Bull's insistent thrusts. Annie feels Kathy's legs rise up before feeling being clamped in a vice like grip as Kathy locks her heels behind Annie's shoulders. In doing so Kathy thrusts her hips up driving herself onto Annie's fingers and into her mouth.

Both women are now totally committed, the Bull will have to wait. 

Like being on a spit, Kathy is impaled on both ends. She tosses her head from side to side while fucking Annie's face. Brice watches as Kathy clenches her legs and feels her body spasm in orgasm as he ceases his efforts bury himself in her mouth. He pulls back, hears Kathy gasp for air and watches her orgasm wash down her quivering body.

Kathy drops her legs as Annie sits up and begins to slowly run her hands over the gaping red vagina in front of her. She brushes her hands over Kathy's vulva with long strokes extending up her stomach and down her thighs.

"Annie, that was fantastic. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. You curled my toes." Kathy sighed breathlessly. 

"But I haven't forgotten about you Brice. I have one last idea. Brice, you get down on the bench."

Brice who a few minutes ago watched a most beautiful act had felt that he was going to be disappointed. Now hearing Kathy's voice he refocused on the challenge he had offered to her. Lying on the bench he watched as Kathy straddled him. Facing toward his feet, Kathy sat on chest and as she bent over, she pushed her wet engorged spongy pussy onto his face. This allowed her to face the challenge rising from between his legs. She licked the head of his cock and tasted the tang of his dripping juices. She picked it up with both hands and aligning her mouth and throat she placed the pulsating head of his cock on her tongue guiding it into the mouth. She began a slow descent onto the rod. She breathed through her nose as long as she could. She shuddered as she felt the cock fill up her mouth.




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Kathy had not moved from her position at the end of the bench and was treated to an awesome site. She saw Brice reach up and hold Kathy hips to his face as she worked her way down. Annie watched as Kathy withdrew, breathe deep then try again. Annie was mesmerized as Kathy carefully slowly took more and more of this monster. She pushed Brice's legs apart to isolate the rampant cock and make it easier for Kathy. She leaned in closer and closer so that her mouth was next to the Bull's cock. She leaned into Kathy and whispered in her ear. "I know you can do it. I want to see you do it. Do it for me."

Kathy raised her eyes to meet Annie's. She knew she could do it for Annie.

With one last deep breath, Kathy slowly placed her mouth over the gaping slit on the bulging head in front of her. She began a slow steady plunge until the head filled her mouth, entered the back of her throat and down her throat. She didn't stop until her lips met Annie's at the root of the Bull's scrotum. She squeezed little pulses and felt Brice grasp her buttocks. Both women could see his thighs quivering and his knees shaking. Kathy's neck muscles drew his cum of out of him straight into her throat. She held him there as long as she could. It was not long as he groaned deeply.

She slowly withdrew and with awe and amazement Annie watched inch after inch after inch of his long pipe appear. Kathy released him and his glossy saliva coated cock fell with a sloppy thud to his stomach. Kathy swallowed deeply and with her index finger caught a dollop of his silky semen that had ridden his cock to the surface and landed on her upper lip. She put the creamy glob in her mouth before leaning toward Annie to give her a kiss and sharing it with her.

"That was truly amazing." whispered to Annie. 

"Yes, it was and sucking Bull's cock wasn't bad either." thought Kathy.



The Long Weekend Ch. 23



Late Sunday Afternoon

"That was truly amazing." whispered to Annie. 

Yes, it was, and sucking Bull's cock wasn't bad either, thought Kathy as she pressed her wet pussy in Brice's face before standing up. 

"See, I knew I could do it. It's almost impossible though. My jaw is sore."

Moving over to her chair Kathy pulls her blouse together before taking her wine glass and offering a toast to Annie. "Now, where are my shorts?" she asks herself as she sees Annie coming toward her with them in her hand.

"Here they are. Gosh, you are lovely." Annie says looking over her body as she hands over the recently removed clothing. Taking in the sight of Kathy's curvaceous body, she sighs, thinking about her body at that age. 

Looking up from his horizontal position on the bench Brice feels that the women have already forgotten about him and are talking amongst themselves. It was true. Kathy had demonstrated her oral skills, Annie had reciprocated Kathy's pleasures from the play room and they had begun to solidify what appears is going to be a strong bond.

Meanwhile on the lake the boys and speeding up, going slow, slewing the boat all around in a playful way. Nothing dangerous just like a skier on a hill, they slalom along the perimeter. "Anyone know what that big place is over there?" Jr. asks pointing at a secluded estate with a big sign warning of a PRIVATE DOCK.

"That's the clothing optional club where my mom and your mom were this afternoon for ladies day." offered Danny as if it were common knowledge.

"You're kidding me!" yelped Jr.

"No, I met your mom last night and then when I went to pick up my mom today, they were together." replied Danny naively.

"I thought she was with Jake's dad's friends' last night." stated Jr. with incredulity in his voice.

"Yeah, that's what I thought too." confirmed Jake.

"Could be, but if that were the case, they were at the club. There was a party there and my mom and dad took me to celebrate my eighteenth birthday. Your dad was there." he stated looking at Jake, "and your mom too." he said turning his eyes to Jr.

Brice got up slowly from the bench and throwing both towels over his shoulder, drinks recuperatively from his beer. "I think I will head up stairs to finish cleaning up while you too relax." His voice fell on the deaf ears the two women were deeply engrossed in conversation. They did however watch his large limp cock and balls sway between his legs as he walked away.

Kathy, still beaming from her ability to deep-throat the Bull, looks at Annie with a proud smile, "Are you bi- sexual?" 

Not surprised at the question because of what had just transpired, Annie shrugs her shoulder, "No, I had a few girlfriends at boarding school. That's what got me started. Once day, after most of the girls had gone home for the summer, my friend Carol and I were practicing kissing. It was a hot night in the dorm and I had my blouse open and my white school girl bra was showing. Carol had her uniform open too, but she had almost no breasts and was quite fascinated with mine which had developed very quickly. Sister Mary doing her rounds came in and caught us, we were mortified. She stood there in her habit with a disappointed look on her face and waited till we done ourselves up and tucked our white blouses into our tartan skirts.

She closed the door and asked us what we were doing. We stuttered some kind of lame excuse about getting ready to meet boys, but she knew. I said that I was seeing changes in my body that were new to me."

"What kind of changes do you mean Annie" Sister Mary asked insisting on an answer.

"I don't really know Sister." I said shyly, not wanting to reveal my personal details or the changes to my body I was having.

"You need to tell me before I can help you." Sister Mary replied and then looking at my friend, "Doesn't she Carol?"

"Yes, Sister. Go ahead and tell her Annie, we have no one else to help us." Carol urged

"Well, I feel agitated a lot, restless. My bosom is growing larger everyday and Carol's isn't. I seem to be getting some kind of fur on my body, down there and Carol isn't." I said sheepishly.

"Annie I think what you are feeling is quite natural. It's a stage that all girls go through as they mature into women. Your mother went through, I went through it. I had help to deal with it, but with being raised by your dad, I can see I should perhaps to step in here." Sister Mary said with a soft confidence in her voice. It was exactly what I had wanted to hear.

"Carol, so I can gauge where she is with her development, why don't you help her off with her blouse? Just take it off and put in on the back of the chair. -- over there." directed Sister Mary. Carol seemed hesitant at first but could see that Sister Mary meant business.

Sister Mary took my blouse off and I was so embarrassed I covered my chest with my arms and hands.

"Drop your arms girl, we are all women here." commanded Sister Mary. Meanwhile, Carol looked longingly at the large fleshy mounds being held in by my bra as Sister Mary slipped her fingers under the top edge of my bra that was cutting across my nascent breasts.

"That is too tight. They do seem to be growing rapidly. Carol, take your top off so we can compare."

Carol turned away and undid her blouse and hung it over the chair with Annie's. Turning back to Sister Mary and Annie, she stood with her rigid arms straight down her sides. Sister Mary put her hands on the waists of the two girls and drew them toward her. 

"Turn and look at each other, then feel your rib cages and hips and then feel each others." Sister Mary instructed as she watched the tiny hands of the two girls touch the bare flesh under below their bra's before sliding their hands down over their undeveloped hips. When they completed exploring themselves they reached tentatively across to touch each other openly in front of Sister Mary.

"Carol, see how much more fine boned you are than Annie. Annie did you notice that while you are delicate you are not as small boned or slim as Carol? Especially in this area here." said Sister Mary, as she lightly caressed Annie's midsection. Annie will always be bigger than you, so don't worry about trying to catch up."

"It would be hard for me to comment on your breast development without getting a closer look at them." Sister Mary offered. "Would you mind taking off your bras'. That's good girls, just put them on top of your blouses.' then come back here.

We took our blouses off and Carol's little budding puffy's looked very small on her chest while mine which had grown so much stood out proudly. There was an indented line across each on where the bra and left its mark, so Sister Mary rubbed it with her fingers to make it feel better. In doing so, her other fingers dragged over my nipples which felt real good.

"So, Carol. You are both eighteen and both late developers but Annie has started. She how her breasts are firm and proud and how the nipples and areola are being to enlarge. Feel hers, then compare it with yours." Sister Mary directed to Carol. "That's it. Rub your hands over them, lift them up and squeeze it gently to feel their texture and their response." We were each holding one of our own breasts and reaching across the space between us, we began to feel each others. It was very enjoyable.

"It's natural. Over time they grow from your size Carol, to what Annie has and then on to what I have. Breasts eventually produce milk that your babies will suckle on when they are born. All women have that ability." Sister Mary instructed. "It's nothing to get alarmed about."

"If you promise to keep it a secret, I'll show you mine so you won't be so embarrassed. Plus you will see we are all the same but unique. Do you want me to do that?" Sister Mary asked knowing full well what the answer would be. As I continued to fondle Carol while at the same time caressing my own breast, I was beginning to feel twitchy and I could see that Carol was blushing.

"Yes Sister." Carol answered quickly for both us. Sister Mary began to undo her wimple to open her habit. Her large white bra, hidden below the black fabric came into view. Then reaching behind her, she undid the clasp and lowered the cups off her breasts. I remember them being medium sized pear shapes with small nipples and areola.

"There see, the same as yours but over time, gravity has set in. She told us she was forty-one and then she held her breasts up for us to see. "They were once small like yours Carol, before they grew to be firm and stick out like Annie's then as we mature they tend to sag. See how I have to hold mine up like this to get the shape that Annie's have."

"I want you touch them, so you understand that they also grow softer as they lose their tone. Go ahead, touch them now." So we touched them. Sister Mary seemed to like that and encouraged us to hold one each. 

"These are what a baby would suckle on. Let me show you. Both of you come closer, one on each side. That's it. Hold each one and put the teat in your mouth. That's what your baby will feel." Sister Mary shared with us, as she held our heads to her breasts.

"Carol, let's let Annie feel what it is like. Annie, come here. I will do the right one and Carol you suck on her left nipple." It seemed so natural that they both sucked on me. It seemed that Sister Mary nuzzled more and pushed at the teat more but who knows, it was a long time ago. Then we did the same for Carol and it was so different sucking on the small hard buds she had versus the soft extended nipples that Sister Mary had.

"Is that enough of a lesson for today girls or do you want more? Sister Mary asked. There would be many more private and group lessons after that day, but then we did not want that day to end. It was so exciting, so both Carol and I insisted we continue.

When we had suckled at Sister Mary's breast, she had kept her robe on and simply pulled it open and lowered her bra. Her habit exposed her legs so it seemed right that the lesson continued on the way that it did. She left her pear shaped breasts hanging over her bra as she swept the gown aside to show us her large white granny panties.

"Annie, you said you were getting some fur on your body. That too is natural. We will all get hair on our arms, under our arms, our legs and our private parts. The sister's here believe in being natural and what grows on you, stays on you. I have heard that some women trim their hair to be more appealing to men. We have no need for that here so we don't. Let me show you." With that she lowered her panties and stepped out of them. In front of us was the first naked woman we had ever seen and she had the hairiest patch of hair down there that anyone could have.

"How much do you have Annie?" she asked. When she asked, I was mortified. No one had seen me down there and here was Sister Mary asking to see that dirty part. I told her not that much, but she insisted that I show her. "Take off your panties but keep your skirt on." Sister Mary implored getting a little breathier in her speech. "You too, Carol"

We did as we were told.

"Lift up your skirts and show me." Sister Mary directed softly but firmly. We did. What can I say, we were feeling giddy with what was going on. On one hand it seem like a mother to daughter talk but on the other hand we were beginning to feel we could not stop ourselves.

"Lovely Carol, I can see you have not started yet. Let me get a closer look to be sure." Sister Mary said as she knelt in prayer before Carol. "Yes, I was right, no sign of any hair, very much the soft naked way you were born." Sister Mary lectured as she ran her fingers lightly over the unblemished baby soft skin that was beginning to take on a rosy pinkish hue. Applying her index finger to the furrow at what would eventually be a lady like mons, Sister Mary continued, "That small mound will soon fill out and you will begin to develop this baby like vulva into something more mature." 

Then turning on her knees to me, she told me to hold my skirt higher, which I did. She looked closely at the light coating of hair and ran her fingers over the smooth texture before sliding them down a bit further to sense the swelling in my private area. She tweaked the immature lips that I had and ran her finger slowly from front to back.

"I think the best thing to do is to form a little circle so we can learn from each other. Take your skirts off and join me your knees girls." So we did. We keep on our knee length socks and shoes. It seemed logical. Who was to know? It would be our secret. Besides, the other girls likely did this with their mothers.

"Move close enough so we can touch each other. Now, I want you to close your eyes. Reach down and touch yourself. Start just above your breasts, lightly run your hands over your nipples then down below your belly button and then run your hands down to between your legs. Do it slowly and remember the feeling. Now, with your right hand, touch the person beside you the same way. Keep your eyes closed and do the same thing. Feel the difference. Now, use your left hand to touch the other person. That's it eyes closed and do it slowly.

"Now, come a bit closer and use one hand to the person on the left and the other on the person to the right."

We did that and the feeling was magical. We touched fingers with the other person as we explored their body. I could feel the Carol's slim body with its taut baby like skin and I could feel Sister Mary's softer body. Sister Mary began to rock her body as Carol and I touched her. We opened our eyes and peeked at each other and decided to stop touching each other and concentrated on Sister Mary. We used both our hands on her and when Carol saw me reach up to touch Sister Mary's breasts she did the same.

"Girls, don't stop. That is marvelous. One day I want you to feel this way but today, it's been so long for me that I need you to keep going." We did and soon she was lying on her back on the floor with us on either side of her. We were stroking her and she was reaching her arms out under us and was playing with our private parts.

"That's it girls keep going, suckle me know while you keep touching me down there. Use your fingers. We did that for awhile and then she reached down and took over. She rubbed herself real hard, grunted, thrust her hips and we got scared. She bucked and whimpered before crashing her hips back onto the floor.

She looked up at our frightened faces and with tears in her eyes, held us close.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so selfish. I had to do it. Don't be scared it is an exquisite feeling that soon I will help you achieve." she said gasping for air as she stood up shakily and began to get dressed.

I still remember her running out saying "Get dressed girls. I've got to go to the confessional. I need to confess. I've been so selfish coming first."

Carol and I were left to get dressed and we did not see Sister Mary again that night. The next morning we left for holidays and after we returned from the holidays Sister Mary sought us out and we had private and group lessons every week. After a few months of just the three of us, Sister Clarice joined us. She was much older and wore a dildo harness under her habit to hide it from the other sisters. She had a big black dildo that she kept hidden and when she joined us she brought it with her. She taught me to use her harness, how to insert the dildo and have sex with her. Sister Mary and Carol didn't want to but I did, so we had a regular trysts when I was supposed to have been being tutored.

But since I left school and until this weekend, I have not been with another woman. This weekend has been like a whirlwind for me. I feel like such a slut but I have absolutely thoroughly enjoyed it. The afternoon's exquisite orgasm you gave me brought back such strong memories. Going down on you was a joy that I had forgotten.

"What about you Kathy, are you bi-sexual?" Annie asked.

"Well yes, I am bi-sexual. My mother and her female friends all played together. Dad drove a semi-trailer and was on the road a lot. I joined my mom and her friends and really got to enjoy it. One of my mom's friends Mrs. Andrew's, had a son Bob, who I eventually met and married. He knows all about what me and that I go both ways. In fact I've have had threesomes with both his mother and my mother. He's not too into sex, and is happy that I like women. He says it takes the pressure off him. He knows that I show off a bit to Danny, but he has know idea we are having sex and that Danny has joined my girlfriends a few times and that he has gone with them individually as well. I don't know what he would think. I would love a MMF but, I am not sure he would be into it. He seems very hetero. I just need to find the right person." Kathy said almost without stopping for a breath.

"I was so glad that I met you last night and again today. It was a real treat for me both to give and receive. I also love the fact that you are open with Danny, what you two did the car was so outrageous. You seem game for anything." Kathy continued with a big smile. Then bringing her glass up from the table, "Here's to us." and clinked glasses.

"Are you two still at it? A voice called out from the house. 'You won't be fit to drive. Kathy you should let Danny drive you home." Brice continued as he walked toward them in khakis and a button down shirt. "Did I leave my beer here?" he said to no one particular as he sought his now warm half-finished tin.

"That sounds like the boys coming back. I hope they had a good time. I know that I did. Kathy you are simply unbelievable the way you do that with your throat." Brice complimented as he ran his hand over the long bulge in the front of his trousers.

"Next time I might need more of Annie's help. Did you get bigger since last time?" Kathy quipped but she had a big grin on her flushed face.

With that the boys rounded the corner. "What a super time that was. Jake is really good with the boat. I'd like to try water skiing sometime if I could." Jr. almost shouted still full of excitement. 

"Me too mom!" Danny echoed, trying to be part of the macho boys group.

"Jake, grab a shower, we need to be heading over to Beth's. She likes to eat early and she's a stickler for being on time. Sorry, Annie. I didn't think to ask about you and Jr. but I am also worried that at her age she doesn't overdo it. Will you be all right?" Brice asked solicitously.

"I understand completely Brice, I would have likely done the same." replied Annie. "We'll be fine."

"IDEA, I have got an idea." Kathy bubbled with enthusiasm. Perhaps it was the wine, perhaps it was the opportunity. "Why don't the four of us go into the village? I know a good little restaurant that is clean, has good food and not too expensive. Because of all that it's often busy but we should be able to get a table."

"Jr. what to do you think, it's that or pasta like last night" Annie asked her weary sun-burnt son. 

"I vote we go into town. It would be fun with Mrs. Andrew's and Danny, don't you think. I'll need to take a shower and clean up if we go out." Danny replied.

"Yes I do. We'll do it Kathy." Annie confirmed.

"Why don't you and Danny take my car and go in now to get a seat. I'll wait for Jr. and after he cleans up he can drive us in your car and we can meet you there. Sound like a plan?" Kathy said. "Besides as Brice said you and I have had too much wine to drive ourselves."

"That's good but I think I need to change first, I've had this dress on for two straight days. You could likely find something in my closet to fit you if you feel you need to change." Annie says to Kathy.

"I've got to confirm to Beth we are on our way." say Brice. 

"That reminds me I need to call Nancy. She's invited me tomorrow to meet her sister and her dad over a late lunch. What are the plans for tomorrow?" Kathy asks to the assembled group.




The Long Weekend Ch. 23



"It will be a long day. It might go quicker with three. Danny, do you want to earn a few bucks tomorrow helping Jake and Jr.? I have to head into town tonight and the construction material won't be delivered until tomorrow and I am sure they could use a hand. What do you say?" solicits Brice.

"Wow, sure Mr. Lumley, I'm finishing up my junior year in high school and we are not doing much this time of year. I think I could miss one day. I would like that if you are sure I would be a help." Danny said with his eyes wide. Annie's ears perked up when she heard the boy that finger fucked her last night and brought her orgasm this afternoon in the car was only much less than half her age. She smiled to herself...not bad for an old duck like me to attract such an admirer.

"Danny, I'm parched do you want a beer while our mom's work out their outfits and Jake finishes his shower?" asks Jr. as he watches his mom and Mrs. Andrews, head off upstairs. He quickly calls out, "Mom, do you need help with anything?"

"Thanks Jr., I think I'll be okay, I have Kathy for advice. I'll also call Nancy and say that you have work and don't need me in the way, that I will join her and her sister for lunch tomorrow."

"I think I'll take a coke if you don't mind." Danny called out to Jr. who was half way to the house.

"Can you get me one as well Jr?" echoes Brice.



The Long Weekend Ch. 24



Early Sunday Evening

"I think I'll take a coke if you don't mind." Danny called out to Jr. who was half way to the house. "Can you get me one as well, Jr." echoed Brice. "As an old married man, I know how long women take to get dressed. I'm going to go in to say good-bye in case we leave before they come down because I'll be leaving for home right after dinner at Beth's." Meanwhile in the bedroom Kathy and Anne are looking at what they might wear. "Danny had me bring this short skirt with the three full-length slits. Two openings on the sides and one on the front or back depending on you put it on. That might fit you. You could also wear the latex stretch top and bottom that I bought at Maggie's shop on the way up." suggested Annie.

"Oh, I saw some of them at today's fashion show. I'd love to try one of her new outfits."

"Before we do, there is some great sun lotion in the bathroom that I think we should use. We got a lot of sun today. Let's rub that in before we get dressed." Annie suggested, unbuttoning her dress and stepping out of it in front of Kathy.

While in the kitchen, Jr., saw Brice come in and go upstairs. Wondering what all that is about, he put down the cokes and followed silently after him. He watched as Brice knocked uber quietly on the Annie's bedroom door before quietly entering. Jr. waited a few seconds before he did the same. Peeking through crack in the bedroom door frame, not sure what to do, he hesitated before he felt compelled to trail Brice and see what is up.

"Annie. Kathy. I've come to say good-bye...................aah." Brice started to say but was silenced by the sight of two naked gorgeous women spreading oil over each others slightly sun-burnt bodies.

"Brice, you're supposed to knock. Those are your rules." scolded Annie.

"I did knock, just not very loudly, I'm sorry. Don't let me stop you, this is so sexy. I just wanted to say good-bye and thank you for letting Jr. come and for coming yourself. I'm heading straight back after dinner at Beth's. Can we catch up in the city? I know that Barbara would love to meet you and Sr." he gushed as his eyes never left the four hands that were swirling over their bodies, coating them with the glistening milky lotion.

"Oh Brice, that's true, your off to dinner, then home and we are out to dinner. How thoughtless of me. I had a fabulous time and know that Jr. is having a wonderful time. This outdoor work seems to really agree with him. How can I ever thank you?" Annie offered with a little pout.

Jr. walked stealthily through the bedroom and moved behind the door to bathroom. He found himself right in front of the two-way mirror. He stood transfixed by the sight of his mother and Mrs. Andrews naked, covered in shiny lotion. Even wilder is the fact they are talking to Brice who is just standing there also apparently agog but making no attempt to leave.

"I think I know how I can thank you. You have wanted this all weekend. Drop your pants." dictated Annie. Holy crap thinks Jr. as he sees his mother fall to her knees, onto the soft white bath mat on the floor in front, of Brice,. No way, he said to himself, as Brice begins to unzip his Docker's before letting them fall to the floor. He watched stunned as his mother reached up and pulled down Brice's boxers, only to see the largest cock he had ever seen flop out. In the shower he had seen Randy's and that vision encouraged him to introduce Randy to his mother. He saw his mother do Randy on the pool deck before driving up to the cottage. But Randy's cock seemed like a tot's pubescent member next to Brice's monster. 

He gripped the ledge of the mirror with trembling hands as he watched his mother coat Brice's weapon with the oil she had on her hands. 

"Come on my tits Brice. Be quick. Kathy, can you help by playing with his ass. I know he loves that."

"How did she know that? When did she find out?" Jr. wondered as he saw Kathy drop behind Brice and pull apart the cheeks of his freshly showered ass. He watched his mother take the huge knob of Brice's obscene cock between her oiled hands and thumb the frenulum before rolling it over her erect nipples. 

Annie looked up at Brice and brought her hand down to hold her tits and wrap them around the cock head. Brice reached down to hold her head and steady himself, but she shook her head, no. He dangled his arms down by his sides as the women, administered to him. He moved his legs apart and squatted slightly so Kathy could better rim his sensitive ass. He leaned forward but could only bury half of his cock in Annie's cleavage. The rigid arc of his lengthy fat cock, from gaping slit on the end the mushroom head to half way down its length, was enjoying the contact with the slippery furrow. The last six inches to its hairy root was far too long to fit in the oily trough.

Jr. simply cannot believe what he is seeing. Kathy must be influencing his mom to be a slut, he thinks. She came onto him earlier today. His mother, on her own, would never act like this would she? He did however find it wildly exciting and his hard cock was proof. His cock twitched and throbbed as it began to leak fluid out the gaping end. Trapped inside his jeans, the pre-cum stained his pant leg and the ensuing dampness made his pants cling to leg.

Brice's cock is so long and thick that her breasts cannot contain the whole thing. With the root and scrotum tucked between her slippery tits, the last half extends out so that the head hits Annie on the chin. She begins to bob her head quickly and swirl her tongue over the sides of his flared cock head as it slides through the slick oil. After having been done by Stella, Yoko, Beth and Kathy, there is not a lot of semen left, but what there is wants desperately to get out. Annie felt his thrusts and pulsations before seeing his creamy cum spurt onto her chest and the sperm filled syrup get carried along by his thrusting cock down between her breasts. 

"Kathy, do you want some?" Annie says leaning back on her hands and thrusting her chest out to stop the wiggling sperm from sliding off.

With that Kathy walks forward on her hands and knees and comes between Annie's splayed legs to dangle her hanging oiled breasts and nipples over Annie's red gaping vulva, before putting her lips to Annie's chest to lick off Brice's seed. When, with big slurping sounds, she has licked it all up she raises her face to Annie to offer her a snow ball. They pass Brice's semen and their saliva back and forth before finally swallowing the nectar.

"OMG." Jr. and Brice mouth silently as, from different perspectives, they watch the girl on girl action. When they have swallowed all that Brice gave them, the two women simultaneously plant on kiss on either side the withering dangling cock.

Standing up, next to each other they look at a sated Brice, "We've got to get ready. Drive safe."

"Shoot, I'd better get to get out of here." Jr. says to himself. Finding it hard to run with a stiff erection and quivering legs, he still manages to get out the room and down the stairs without getting caught. With the beer and two cokes in his hand, he is headed to patio when Brice catches up.

"I just said good bye to your mom and SHE thanked me for a great time. She's a great woman. Let's hope we can get you up here again. Next time with Sr." Brice said as she slapped Jr. on the shoulder. "I'm glad you and Jake are friends. That's nice."

Jake is already on the patio with Danny when Jr. and Brice arrive.

"I'll drink mine in the car. We got'ta go Jake. Tomorrow morning at nine a.m. sharp for you Danny?" said Brice as he dragged a freshly showered and changed Jake off to the car.

The boys are just half way through their drinks when their moms arrive. Two whistles issue forth to signify they like what they see. The two moms look like sisters. They are each wearing almost identical outfits. Annie, the older sister, has the off the shoulder green jersey stretch top and skirt over a bra with red straps, while Kathy, the younger sister, is wearing a matching top and skirt but in aqua latex. The latex is so tight across her curvaceous body that it reveals she is not wearing a bra. Jr. and Danny look at each other and wonder how they won the lottery without buying a ticket.

Walking towards the boys, they strut like models and shake their booties from side to side. The women's skin glistens with the thin light coating of oil and lotion creating wonderful undulating shadows and highlights from the lowering rays of sunlight. On Kathy, the thin latex glimmers a reflective sheen, showing the contours of her areola and nipples and when it comes in contact with her crotch, prominently highlights a swollen protruding mons.

"Well, how do we look?" asks Kathy knowing from the looks on their faces, the question is rhetorical.

"I'm speechless." Jr. replies as he walks up to his mom and gives her a closer look. "Better and better, your skin is so radiant. The country air is working magic or have you been using a lot of your special skin cream? Not that you needed any." he quickly adds. "I am way dirty and under dressed to keep you company. My turn to shower."

"Danny, like I said before, why don't you two take the Miata and go in and make sure we get a table, then, after Jr. finishes getting ready, we'll drive over and join you." Kathy urges fairly firmly.

"Yeah, I can do that. Jr. only as a truck anyway and it would be tight fit to get all of us in there and four can not fit in the Mazda." Danny explains. "Do you want to go now, Mrs. Sullivan?"

"Sure, I've finished my wine. Let's take in the wine, sodas and glasses as we head out." Annie says as she mothers to the group.

Inside, they recycle what they can, trash the rest as Jr. heads downstairs. Danny and Annie head out to the car, while Kathy stays behind, pretending to clean up the last bit of detritus in the kitchen. She watches as Danny follows behind Annie, before racing ahead to gallantly open the car door for her. Then, hearing the Mazda's tires on the gravel drive, Kathy heads downstairs to see if she can give Jr. a hand.

Standing in the shower in a contemplative mood, Jr. is puzzled by what he had seen. His mother had always done what he said, and he asked a lot of her. She was always willing but he had never seen her take charge like she had just done. He was surprised but more than that he was horny as hell. The hot water falling on his skin, only incensed the raging hormones that were making his cock swell. He lathered his hands and had just begun to answer his urges with long strokes on his soapy cock, when he felt a draft of cold air in the shower. 

Sliding the curtain back Kathy, saw the tall well hung youth stroking a nice long cock. He was much taller than her ersatz son. His swimmer's shoulders were broad over large pecs and tight abs. His taut young body, narrowed down to a defined waist with clearly defined sinews and muscles shown off by his hairless crotch that at that moment featured a large cock covered in white soapy lather.

"Mmmm.... Can I give you a hand with that? I've wanted it ever since you showed it to me earlier." Kathy stated in very mater-of-fact tone.

Jr. was shocked but recovered quickly as the luscious woman in his mother's dress had her eyes now firmly focused on his hard rod.

"Turn the water off, I don't want to get wet." Kathy directed without waiting for an answer. "It's much bigger close up and in real life." she continued as she licked her lips and reached for his upright cock. Moving in closely she grasped Jr.'s cock in her small hand and began to work it up and down the length. 

Squishy wet sounds echoed through the shower as she vigorously slapped her hand up and down its length. She twisted her hands around as she pumped the hot rod that was getting firmer and longer with every stroke. The slippery cinnamon smelling soap, lathered in bubbles around the root of his cock and dripped down over his swelling balls. Her slick hands flew up and down the tube generating sloppy sounds.

Jr. reached behind and turned off the water, then grabbed the shower rod for balance. He thrust his hips out as Kathy worked his meaty foreskin in a swirling motion around the mighty head. Jr. had been close before and knew he wouldn't last. He wanted more and reached to push her head to his groin.

"No. Jr., gentlemen don't do that. You can hurt a woman with as big an instrument you have. You need to let us take our time. Do you push your mother's head when she sucks you? If you do you shouldn't" Kathy instructed, thinking it's never too early to begin training. 

"Now, are you ready for a treat?" Kathy asked.

Taken aback by her controlling the situation, he nodded OK. With that Kathy knelt on the bathmat outside the shower enclosure and leaned in to lick the head of his cock. Then slowly opening her mouth she slid her lips over the end of his eager cockhead pulsed short strokes to inflame the rim. With it flaring and twitching, she began to work it into her mouth. She didn't stop. She kept sliding along the length until her lips hit his scrotum before extending her tongue to lick his soapy balls. She reached around his wet body to grab his ass and pull him tighter to her face. She withdrew, inhaled deeply and remounted his twitching canon. She buried her face into his stomach as she took all of him. Her neck muscles constricted and massaged the veins and nerves of his cock to urge his cum to release into her throat. She flicked her tongue over his swelling testicles to signal it was time to release their cream.

Jr. grunted and let out a banshee like wail as he felt his semen surge from his cock, course down the length of his hyper sensitive cock, tingling all the way, before gushing out in a pent up geyser of hot syrupy cum. Kathy, held him tight, until his final thrust.

She slowly slid her mouth off the fat meaty club. "Can your mother do that?" Kathy asked as she looked at an exhausted boy, gripping tightly onto the shower bar. She reached for the face cloth to clean him up, perhaps it was the same one that Annie had used on Danny earlier in the day.

Where his wet legs had pressed against her chest they had rendered transparent the thin aqua latex top. Her rosy nipples made mountains in the front that were clearly visible. Taking down a towel off the bar, she dries the front of her top, but sees that it is still translucent. 'This thin light fabric will probably dry out by the time we get to the restaurant.' she said to herself, as she tosses him the towel.

Leaving the bathroom door open and sitting down on the bench outside, she calls out "Mind if I watch?" Sitting on the low bench outside the bathroom door, she sees him, smile with pride as he runs the rough towel over his dripping body. Like a male stripper, he faces her and thrusts his reawakening cock toward her. Bending over to dry his hair he eventually looks up to see she has pulled her skirt up close to her crotch and is taunting him with her open legs. He catches a deliberate glimpse of a hairy red bush, framed by two toned shapely thighs.

Finally dry, he leaves the bathroom and walks by her to the bedroom where his clothes are. As he passes her, she reaches out and gives his rising engorged penis a high five. "Hurry back, we have to get going." she calls out as his long legs and his firm ass pass through the bedroom door. 



The Long Weekend Ch. 25



Early Sunday Evening

"Commando." he thought as he picked up a pair of jeans and slipped them on over his naked butt. He turned to Kathy and stretched out his fleshy member before adjusting it down the left leg of his pants. Quickly doing up the button he smoothed his palm over the noticeable bulge before slipping on and tucking in a polo shirt.

He stepped into his shoes, "Ready, I'm ready if you are?"

"I'm very ready." Kathy says to herself as she stands and adjusts her skirt downwards. Will he take the bait, she thinks to herself as she heads for the door.

At the truck, Jr. notices Kathy is somewhat hesitant about getting in. 

"Sorry, let me open the door and help you. Mom, finds it easier, if I hold the door open then she slides up and in by holding onto my arm.' Jr. stated. 

Kathy mounted the truck's running board, her firm ass trapped in the latex suggested what Jr. could not see. Turning around, Kathy sat on the edge of seat and swung her left leg into the cab, obscenely displaying her pussy. Only inches away from Jr.'s wide open eyes, Kathy's vulva was beginning to glisten with drops of her arousal and the pulsating of its inflamed labia was sending a Morse code message straight to his brain via his penis.

". . _ _ _ _ ." or for those of you who did not get your boy scout or girl guide badge "Eat Me"

Jr. was never in boy scouts or girl guides but he knew what the throbbing pussy was telling him.

Meanwhile, "Jake this is Mrs. Palmer," said Brice as he introduce to his son, an old woman wearing a very chic mid-thigh crisply starched thin white shirt dress. Undone almost to the waist it was highlighted with a bright silk absinthe colored scarf done in the French style, so that two uneven tails hung and veiled the sultry opening.

Beth had white holdups on that came up her thin legs to stop under the dress and her small almost frail feet were wrapped in matching green heels. The thin dress suggested the aging form of a woman that was once full figured but one who had worked hard to retain a semblance of her youth. She had a few extra curves but they only added to the allure hinted at by the gauzy fabric.

Jr. who had been horny all day, didn't care that she could have been his grandmother, but saw instead a interesting woman who was full of life. And with that recognition his cock began to get full of life.

"Welcome you two. So nice to finally meet you Jake, Brice and Barbara have told me so much about you. Drinks anyone? Brice, since your driving I bought some no-alcoholic beer and for you Jake, if you want, there's a real one or two in there. I'm having a wine, if you want one of those." said the lady of the house

"Brice would you be so kind as to fire up the BBQ, while your son and I get organized in the kitchen?" Beth continued as she watched Brice head out to the backyard

"Mrs. Palmer, that is a lovely dress." complimented Jake, as he looked deeply into her eyes with his best Romeo impression.

"Why, this old thing?" Beth said as she raised her hands well above her head and twirled around. 

Jake noticed that scalloped sides on the dress rode up to her waist and displayed the top of her stockings over sun tanned thighs. He also noticed between the top of her hose and her waist there no sign of panties of any kind. This caused his interest in her to grow faster than his cock could.

"Yes, that old thing. It is very elegant and with the scarf, you obviously have a real sense of fashion." flattered Jake as he leaned comfortably against the kitchen counter

"I don't wear clothes a lot and when I do I like to go all out. About the only chance is when I have guests, which has been infrequent after my husband died a couple of years ago."

"Why don't you wear clothes a lot?" asked Jake naively but with a growing sense of interest.

"Well you see, I am a naturalist, a nudist. I work at the club where I met your mom and dad and since I never where clothes there, I just got used to it and don't wear any around here most of the time. I really do when I have guests so as not to scare them with this old body. See no tan lines." She said as she bent over coyly and pulled the scarf aside to show off her overall tan over her lightly wrinkled skin from her neck to her navel. Her long pendulous breasts bulged out the front of her dress but remained hidden. Instead of tight cleavage, there was a great expansive valley between the soft gravity challenged mammaries, being presented to him.

"My mom and dad? They're nudists like you?" Jake asks incredulously as he tried to see more of her breast still trapped by her dress.

"Yes, Jake." Beth answered cautiously, realizing she let some family secret out of the bag. "They would come maybe half-dozen times a year." she continued, but knowing that Brice would often cum more often.

"I did not know that, maybe that is where I get it from" Jake offered.

"What do you mean?"

"I like to be naked too, but I never get a chance. I think I am an exhibitionist." Jake admits as he unconsciously but openly ran his long index finger over his lengthening cock.

Leaning back against the counter about six feet across from Jake, Mrs. Palmer posed the question "It's been a long time since I have had a tall handsome stranger in my kitchen. Is there something you would like to show me now?" she continued as she adjusted the scarf to frame the opening in the front of her dress. 

Jake was left staring at beautiful old woman who was more than flirting with him. The deeply plunging neckline, left little question as to what she was interested in. 

"Yes, there is as a matter of fact."

Brice was just about to enter the kitchen from the patio when he stopped as he saw the two of them flirting with each other. Beth had her scarf out of the way and was flaunting her body and Jake was slowly stroking the outside of his jeans where his hard cock had created a clearly visible ridge. Well, he thought, he's a good kid, she's a nice lady, perhaps this will is okay.

Retreating back to the BBQ, he calls out "How are the steaks doing, I'm starved and out here all alone." The opening of the sliding door a few seconds later, gave the duo a chance to stop overtly tantalizing each other, and pretend to get to work.

"Are you two doing OK in here?" Brice asks as he walks forward noticing that the absinthe colored scarf is now back in place, while his son's erection seems to hidden behind a strategically held set of place mats. 

"Great. Mrs. Palmer was just going over a few things with me as we starting to get things out...for the table." Jake offered a bit too quickly, giving away the fact that something had been going on. Looking at Mrs. Palmer, he sees that she is blushing.

"Sorry, Brice. We got carried away in here and lost track of time." The steaks have marinated and are ready for the grill. I have baked potatoes in the oven that should be ready when you are done and I have a great fresh organic salad. Shall we join you outside and be backseat cooks?" Beth asks with a light laugh.

"No, that won't be necessary, but I will be back in ten minutes with dinner. It's a beautiful night out." Brice offers as he heads out the door with the platter of meat.

"Yes, I love it out." Beth stated boldly while looking at Jake who smiled broadly at the suggestion.

Setting the kitchen timer for seven minutes, Beth says to Jake, "Now where were we?" before moving to her original spot along the kitchen counter and flipping the scarf back over her shoulders to wantonly display herself to the young boy. Beth reaches down to undo the few remaining buttons before letting the dress open to display her aging body. 

Jake was mesmerized, as he looked at her breasts like elongated egg plants sagging almost to her belly button. The swell of her stomach, became a shelf for her breasts before giving way to a thin grey patch of trimmed pubic hair. Her thighs although not taut and toned looked enthralling as they melted into the white hold ups. She ran her hands down over drooping pendulum like breasts catching the long heavy extended nipples in her fingers to stretch them out even more. Then leaning back against the counter she tilted her pelvis forward to exhibit her willing labia for his gratification. 

Jake is awestruck, as he watched Mrs. Palmer present herself to him. Looking at her face for the first time, he sees that she is focused on his crotch as he brings both his hands down to isolate his cock in his jeans to emphasize its location and size before beginning to rub it obscenely through his jeans.

"Your turn, Jake. Show me." 

With those instructions, he looked to his left, to make sure his dad was not around before undoing his belt and opening the top button on his jeans. He slowly pulls the zipper open before sliding his hand inside his white underwear to cup his excited cock. He works his fingers over his inflamed length trying to get himself as hard as possible before exposing himself. Believing that he is as hard as he as even been, perhaps even harder than when he masturbated in front of Mrs. Sullivan on Friday night, he felt it was time to show himself to her.

Slowly lowering the zipper he focused his attention on Mrs. Palmer. She watched eagerly as pulled down the front of his jeans and to expose the straining white cotton that was struggling to keep his excited tool in check. He willed his cock to get even stiffer as he peeled down the waistband of his shorts to expose the head of his cock to the warm kitchen air. Slowly he slid down the stressed elastic band to reveal more and more of his meaty tool. The head, then the corona, then the long firm underside ridge exposed itself to Mrs. Palmer's voyeuristic stare.

As he continued to expose himself to this recently met stranger, Jake felt more and more excited. Not only did he want to show her, she wanted to see him. She wanted to see his cock. She wanted.

As she watched, Mrs. Palmer extended her arm down so her fingers could cup her vulva. Feeling the vulnerable soft lips with her frail thin fingers, sent a shiver through her body, that caused her legs to quiver. Jake noticed her excitement and slipped his underwear down below his swelling balls. The meaty inflamed head of his cock began to leak lubricating juices onto his fingers. Paying special attention to the aching urges of his cock head, he smeared the clear silky fluid over his cock to give it a glistening sheen.

Mrs. Palmer kept time with his movements. He stroked, she stroked. He waited, she waited. It was the most intense feeling that Jake had ever encountered. He gripped his cock harder as the strokes became more reckless. He couldn't wait. He didn't wait. With an animalistic groan, a huge load arced out of his cock to fly through the air landing on the kitchen floor. A second rope of his semen flew toward Mrs. Palmer as she watched it land on her foot. She gulped in amazement in amazement at not only the speed of his ejaculations but the copious amounts that were being spewed out. His wild pumping fist sent more and more spurts of the sticky cum flying in all directions. With a final thrust, a watery river poured out of the end of cock to run down over his fingers before dripping onto the floor.. OH my, she thought, that was so wanton, so out of control that it both scared and excited her.

PING, PING, PING went the kitchen timer. 

"Jake, your dad will be in soon." cried out Mrs. Palmer coming out of her trance like arousal. 

"OMG, I'm so sorry, Mrs. Palmer. I got carried away. I'm so sorry." Jake apologized so profusely that Beth had to laugh.

"Don't apologize, I wanted that. I wanted to see you and I know you want me to watch you. It was so exciting. Shall we call that round one and if you want perhaps we could have round two after dinner."

Jake who was frantically stuffing his still engorged cock back into his pants, looked at her with disappointment. "I've come with my dad. We have only one car. He was going to drive me home."

"I've got an idea. Just follow my lead." instructed Mrs. Palmer as she did up the few buttons on her shirt dress before flipping her silk scarf back over to the front. "Now, can you get some paper towel and clean that up, before I slip on it. I'm too old and stiff to get down to it."

With a big smile, Jake replies, "I'm stiff too but I know what you mean."

On his hands and knees cleaning up his discharge, Mrs. Palmer comes over to where he is kneeling to give him a hug on the head. Sitting up a bit Jr. finds he is at her floppy tit level and mouths her extended nipple through her dress, as she pushes it into his mouth. As he does this she slides her hand over his forehead and brings it around to his face and lets him smell the hand that had held her vulva. Its tell-tale musky odor indicated to him that she was ready for more. He slid his mouth from her breast to her fingers and sought to taste the scent by taking them into his mouth.

Brice didn't know what to make of the scene as he came in from outside. Jake on his hands and knees and Beth, her crotch almost in Jakes face, directing him where to clean up.

"Jake made a small mistake and is cleaning it up. Nothing to worry about, it's just a shame to waste what was spilled." Mrs. Palmer offered with a subtle smile to Jake. Just put the platter of steaks on the table and I'll get the baked spuds from oven. 

"Jake, when you are done, please wash your hands and join us at the table."

Brice gave Jake a disappointed stare as if to say -- I told you to be on your best behavior.

Meanwhile back at the house, Kathy was waiting for Jr. to make his move. She had hinted, she offered the bait and was now reeling him in. While watching Jr. getting dressed, her arousal had flowed out of her and saturated her red bushy pubic hair. Tonight's blend of pheromones was strong and the aroma emanating from her around vulva was an intoxicating offer to Jr.'s young senses.

Jr. placed a hand on the inside of each knee and pushed Kathy's legs apart. He took in the prize where the two toned thighs met under the aqua skirt. Urging her legs upward, enabled her skirt to ride up on her thighs and slide toward her crotch. This permitted her legs to splay even wider. With a murmur of delight he leaned in, only to be overcome with the bouquet of sex.

Kathy leaned back with her elbows on the leather seat to watch the action. Jr. tried to take his time by planting light kisses down the inside of her thighs. The swelling labia had other ideas as they grew enticingly larger and the sexual perfume overwhelmed him faster than he had planned. The sensuous quivers of her partially hidden lips and the irresistible smell of her sex, eliminated any attempt at romance on his part. It became lust as he suddenly pushed his face forward and buried it in her cunt.

He dug in with both heels and pushed forward to root in the furrow of her crotch. He slid his hands down her legs and under her skirt to grasp her ass. He lifted her up effortlessly as her skirt fell away, leaving her naked and vulnerable to his insistent mouth and tongue. She watched the youthful enthusiasm he brought to her aching private parts. Jr. chewed her lips, tongued the entry to her vagina with abandon. 

She moved her elbows and fell back on the seat of the truck to let him bring her off. Her buttocks lay on his hands feeling the leather between his fingers. She tilted her pelvis to allow his mouth easier access. She looked down her torso, between her breasts which had sagged out to the side, because the thin latex could not hold their weight. She moaned and threw her head back as he slipped a finger into her, swabbing her lubrication over the soft pink inner lips. He sucked some of her juice out and let it dribble from his mouth over her perineum before rimming her ass with his tongue.

His aching rod needed release and he stepped up between her outstretched legs onto the running boards and began to undo his jeans. The lack of underwear, allow his rampant cock to spring out and quickly press against her spongy yielding mons, the rough jeans scraping the inside of her tender thighs.

She looked up immediately and said, "No, not without a condom." as she squeezed her legs together to restrict further movement.

"In the glove box, ......quickly." Jr. gasped trying to hold back his release.

Kathy reached to open the glove box and quickly found, under the box of clean-wipes, a silver foil condom package that she handed to Jr. He tore it open with his teeth and then struggled to put it on while retaining both his balance and his place between her legs. Finally rolling it down his spasming cock, he pushed his cock down and rammed forcefully and deeply into her waiting cunt. Other than his mother, he had never had sex with a married woman. He had never had a friend of his mother. He had never had such an unbridled sexual experience. He looked down to see her stroking her clit as he ravished her red love box.

Kathy looked up to watch him. He did not last long in the shower and came even quicker now. The condom filled with his semen as he thrust like a dog in heat against her sex. He was about to pull out and fall on her in exhaustion when he heard.

"You came? What about me. I haven't finished. Get back down there and finish me off." Kathy spoke out loudly in a demanding tone. She had appreciated his youthful exuberance but he needed some patience and basic training if she was going to make him a good lover. 

Stunned with her vocal demands, never-the-less he stepped down from the running board and with the condom slipping off his shriveling cock and his jeans around his ankles, buried his face in her now antibacterial smelling cunt to lick her to completion. He nibbled her clit while two of his fingers substituted for his cock. As a swimmer he had good lung capacity and did not come up for air until she pulled his ears and put his head in a vice like grip with her thighs as she came in a rolling wave.

Jr. heard "yes.....Yes......YES...." as he felt her falling back on the seat and offering the praise, "Exquisite. That was exquisite."

The silence that featured the two of them catching their breaths was broken by Kathy, looking down the length of her body saying "Could you please hand me a couple of clean-wipes."

During the dinner with Beth, Jake and Brice talked about general things, but Jake as busting with curiosity. "How come you never told me that mom and you are nudists?"

The question caught Brice off guard and he looked steely eyed at Beth, who blushed with embarrassment.

'Well we tried it years ago and found we liked it but with my business and more importantly your mother's church friends, we felt we had to hide it. If you found out you might accidentally tell your friends, we would be embarrassed and not be as accepted as we are. Now that we are older we are less worried about such things, but we are still cautious. I'm glad you finally know. I'm sorry you had to find out this way." Brice replied in a very contrite manner. "Beth is a long time friend and your mother and I help her with the women's auxiliary at the club. That's where I was for an hour this afternoon. It's also one of the reasons we bought the house here. One of the members, we met years ago here, owned it and they recently wanted to relocate."

Beth seemed relieved that Brice did not bite her head off about leaking the news to Jake and that Jake seemed to be cool with the explanation.

"That's cool dad, I actually heard it from Danny this afternoon that you were there last night with Mrs. Sullivan. That got me wondering. If you want to do it that kind of thing I think it's great. The fact that mom's goes too is awesome. I never would have guessed." Jake offered enthusiastically before speaking with some caution. "You can be sure I won't tell anyone back home. I'll also tell Jr. that he has to keep it quiet, since he was on the boat with us today. Maybe someday you can take me with you. 'I'm pretty sure I'd like to go, but I'd be nervous."




The Long Weekend Ch. 25



"Thanks Jake, I appreciate you understanding the situation. Since I'm heading back tonight, and although we are up again next week, it will be a while before your mom or I head over there. Perhaps, if you are up here and we are not, Mrs. Palmer might sponsor you? She might like to host a nineteen year old." Brice responded with a knowing wink to Beth.

"I'd be happy to sponsor such a nice handsome boy. I'd be the envy of the senior set." Beth quickly accepted before continuing.

"I thought since you had a long drive ahead of you that Jake might help me clean up and then I can run him home. You are also going the other way, so it would be much more convenient." Beth suggested, believing it would be an easy sell to Brice.

"Are you sure, it seems like a real inconvenience?" to you. "We don't want to impose, but I would appreciate getting away. Are you okay with this Jake?" Brice asked solicitously of the older woman and his eighteen year old son.

"No I'll stay to help Mrs. Palmer clean up. She said she wanted to show me a few things around the house as well."

Quickly putting two and two together from what he had seen earlier, Brice knew something was up. Knowing full well what would likely happen and delighted that it will be his son who would be satisfying Beth's urges, Brice reluctantly agrees. "Well you better call Jr. and his mom so they won't worry if you are late." 

"Make sure you do what she says and don't overstay your welcome." Brice offers with a hug of his son and a kiss on the cheek with a knowing smile to Beth. 

Waving good bye from the front door the old lady and her soon to be boy toy watch as Brice heads the jeep out the drive for the long drive home. "I'll see you back at home tomorrow." Brice calls out from the open window.

Waiting until the red tail lights turn the corner at the end of the road, they step back inside with nervous anticipation. 

"How serious are you about this nudist thing? To you want to try it? If so, there is no time like the present." Beth offers as she walks back toward the kitchen before stopping at the dining room table. Standing with her back to Jake beside an empty chair, she takes off her dress but leaves the scarf on. 

"Don't be scared, it's only the two of us." she chides him as she walks to the kitchen. He looks excitedly at his older wrinkly saggy hostess with only heels, mid-thigh hold ups and an absinthe colored scarf on. To him, she was beautiful.

"Take off your clothes and fold them over the chair, next to mine. It's time for desert." Beth calls out over her shoulder.

"Should I take my shoes and socks off as well?" Jake asks as he holds the chair for balance with one hand.

"I think so. I find it looks dorky if a man keeps his socks on. It's all or nothing." Beth encourages.

Jakes youthful cock has returned to full mast by the time he as removed all his clothes. Joining Mrs. Palmer in the kitchen, he finds it very erotic to be undertaking normal tasks while naked. "I have vanilla ice cream with chocolate sauce. Does that sound good?" Beth asks to Jake who is lost in a fog and not paying attention. His eyes and senses are focused on the naked woman standing tantalizingly close to him.

"Maybe you would like to try a bit first." Beth suggested as she uses a small spoon to scoop out a little bit. She rubs the cold spoon around her areola which swells before wrinkling up even more. Mrs. Palmer then inverts the spoon and uses her nipple to extract a creamy white dollop which sits up on her nipple. Hefting the heavy white floppy tit up in the air, she offers Jake, "Lick it off and tell me if you like it?"

"Oh Jake, I've waited a long time for this." were the soft expectant words he heard as he leant over, and bent his head down to suck the ice cream from her breast. He swirled his tongue around the shriveled areola to catch a melting drop. Mrs. Palmer, like Annie was earlier, was stunned at seeing the length of the tongue that was flicking over her excited nipple. Oh my, she fantasized; this could be everything I ever wanted.

"More please." Jake gurgled as if a small school boy.

"Let's go to the table where you can sit down." Beth directed as she picked up the ice cream and chocolate sauce. At the table Beth has Jake sit while she served up a large bowl of the white desert before covering it with a spray of smooth dark chocolate sauce from the squeeze bottle. Bringing it to him, she found he was sitting sideways at the table and she moved in to stand over one his legs while setting it down. 

Jake put his arm around her waist and felt her shudder as he pulled her closer. He stuck his big fingers into the white and brown desert and selected a nice large frosty blob which he scooped out. Looking up at her he asked gently, "Hold your breasts together."

Mrs. Palmer reached under her droopy breasts and lifted them up before mashing them together. The large soft valley between them turned into type of boat used for a banana split with two long fat nipples as the cherries. Jake dropped the sizeable glob of desert into the furrow, before sweeping his coated fingers down the length to coat and to tweak the rubbery firm nipples. The cold chocolate and ice cream caused Mrs. Palmer to wince but the silky coating melting on her breasts was so erotic that she almost let go of her trembling breasts. Jake leaned forward and began to lick off the desert with his long snake like tongue. Mrs. Palmer watched as he slid up and down her breasts with the magic tongue sliding deeply into her soft cleavage. She imagined what that long tongue could do to her vulva and how the hard tip would feel sweeping over her clit before exploring inside her vagina. She held her breath as she watched him suckled each upright teat with his strong manly lips. 

By the time that he had finished his face was streaked with desert.

"My, you are a messy eater." Mrs. Palmer said. "Are you going to have seconds?"

"I always have seconds." Jake said as he lifted the bowl with one hand while with the other hand he took hold of one of Mrs. Palmer's sticky breasts and squeezed it as you would a tube of toothpaste. The elongated breast in his large hand quickly developed a large swollen deep red pear shape at the end which he used to dip into the bowl of cold ice cream. Mrs. Palmer put her hands on his shoulders as the shock of the freezing temperatures on her swollen nipple caused her to gasp. He held her heaving breast in the cold concoction as he squeezed the squashy udder and forced the nipple deeper into the bowl.

"Harder Jake, squeeze it harder." Mrs. Palmer called out as the arousal shot like lightening from her breast to her brain. Jake squeezed harder as he pulled the breast out and slapped the cold purple teat across his mouth before opening wide and taking as much as he could into his mouth. Sucking as you would the top of a soft ice cream cone, he licked and tongued the hardening mammary paying special attention to long nipple at the end.

Looking up at Mrs. Palmer, he sees she has her eyes closed to deal with the intensity of the exquisite sensation. "More?" he asks.

"More." she urges as he dunks the floppy tit into the bowl. He pushes and swirls the bowl around the breast as he squeezes hard and kneads it like a reluctant cow's udder. He keeps it in the icy mixture until he feels her knees clamp around his leg while her contorted face and straining neck muscles signal she's had enough. Putting the bowl down he uses both hands to massage the blood back into her tingling breast as he sucks the melting concoction off with lasciviously noisy slurps.

He feels her settling down onto his leg and her moist wet pussy lips opening and closing against his thigh. Mrs. Palmer, reaches behind his head and pulls his mouth and face into closer contact with her naked breasts, she holds him as tight as she can.

"Enough, enough, I'm eighty two after all. I'm old lady" Mrs. Palmer says lightly to Jake in a soothing voice, trying to slow down the young boys attack.

"I'm sorry. I got carried away. Did I hurt you?" Jake asked solicitously.

"No, I loved it, it's been so long, ........too long, since I've been so hot and gotten so carried away. But there's no rush. It's only the two of us. We have all night. Can you show me that tongue of yours again?" Mrs. Palmer says as Jake obligingly laps at her nipple before really extending his long tongue to begin licking from her nipple up to her neck and giving her a love bite where her wrinkled neck meets her shoulder.

"Finish your desert then, if you could clean the BBQ, I'll finish in the kitchen, then we can relax. Maybe you could also light the fire pit and we can enjoy the night air."

"I could always drive you back in the morning?"



The Long Weekend Ch. 26



Early Sunday Evening

Danny had become infatuated with Annie. On the drive over he made polite conversation and paid special interest to everything she said. He found a parking spot and in what seems like the blink of an eye, he ran around and gallantly opened the door for her and extended his hand to help her out. Annie, shifted her weight on the leather seat and extended her right leg out, exposing a hint of thigh to his young eyes. He assisted her out of the car and with a soft touch to the middle of her back, directed her toward the restaurant. He stayed as close as her shadow to her. He walked in step, and his arm guided her elbow with a light but confident to touch. Letting her enter the small restaurant first, he casually steered her to the side, while he went up to make a reservation for four. Annie watched with fascination at his confidence. 

"It'll be 20 minutes, do you want to wait here or we could go for a walk, since you have not been in town before." Danny asked with an easy smile.

"I didn't see much around here, only the bowling alley, on the drive in. Why don't we wait and maybe they will seat us early." Annie replied before asking, "Should we wait at the bar area, out of the way?"

"Yeah, that would be great. Sorry, I should have thought of that." Danny apologized.

With the number of couples waiting the bar was crowded but they did find one open stool. Danny extended his arm offering her to sit while he stood. She stretched up to sit on the stool and Danny moves in closer to talk to her over the din of the crowd. In order for this to happen Annie realized that sitting at an angle to the bar, she will have to open her legs. Danny saw the invitation and stepped between her legs to rest his right hand on the bar. 

"Shall we order a drink?" he asked gazing into her eyes.

"I've had a lot of wine today, so I better have a glass of water, 'til your mom arrives." Annie answered as she feels his left hand rest on her right thigh. 

"Ok then." Danny agreed as he turns to lean over the bar to attract the attention of the barkeep. "Two waters while we are waiting please." he calls out as his left hand takes a firmer hold of her thigh to keep his balance. 

The hem of her skirt rose up as she splayed her legs to help him balance which meant his hand was half way on her skirt and half way on her naked thigh. Feeling her partially uncovered leg, his pointer and index fingers, slid under the green jersey material, to lightly caress her nakedness. His little finger kept the fabric in place so as not to be too blatant.

The waters arrive and Danny sidled more between her legs to reach for the glasses. In order to keep her balance on the stool, Annie hooked her right heel into the back of Danny's knee, pulling him inadvertently even tighter to her. Danny felt the physical connection and his youthful cock which had been at rest began to wake up. He hands her one glass, they clinked rims.

"I'm so glad I met you and that you and my mom became friends." Danny offers, as his left arm quietly returns his cold fingers to her right leg. He feel bring goose bumps begin to form on her upper thigh as he gingerly strokes the smooth exposed flesh.

Annie drops her right hand on top of his to slow his actions. The bar was crowded but she was worried about making a scene. Looking around, she saw that no one was paying attention as the ball game was on the large flat screen and the diners were busy eating.

Danny was surprised and felt maybe he had gone too far, too quickly and that she wanted him to stop. Instead after a moment's hesitation, he felt her nudge his hand to the center of her sex. His talented small boyish fingers felt the tiny wet gusset of her thong stretched taut over her vulva. Using his index finger to stroke her labia, he spread her lips apart with his thumb, allowing the thong to cut into the red gash of the wet swollen entry to her vagina. The satiny hairless lips were slippery with excitement as he used his thumb to press the fabric into her silky orifice. Annie contracted her pelvic muscles to tease his thumb and pull the thin fabric inward. Danny rotated his thumb upward to caress the hood of her clit through the fabric. The hood began to recede and the clit protruded searching for his touch. Feeling the swelling bud respond to his touch he quickened his pace and drew smaller circles. He felt her left foot move behind his other knee drawing him tight to the stool. With the back of his hand on the stool, his fingers played long strokes on her cunt lips while he rode her tingling love button. The furrow caused by the wedged in thong was turning a dark red from the excitement and her thighs were becoming lubricated with her perspiration and her juices as she urged his fingers to continue.

Putting his glass down he rested his elbow on the bar and let his finger secretively touch her nipple that was straining to break free of its confinement. With a gentle touch he outlined its shape and stroked its length. He slowly leaned in and nibbled her ear and ran his tongue around her ear lobe. 

In such a public place she made herself come silently. She bit her lip and gripped his arm with her hand while her heels dug into the backs of his knees. He felt her release and with soothing murmurs and soft caresses he helped her gradually come back to reality.

"Table for four. Andrew's table for four" was the announcement.

"Perfect timing, appetizer's are over." he said releasing her gently and stepping back slightly so she could compose herself. He noticed she had perspiration on her top lip and that her chest had become distinctly red from the heated exchange.

"Why don't you take the table while I go and freshen up" Annie suggested as she fought to regain control of her body and her emotions.

"OK, I'll also call my mom and see how far away she and Jr. are, while you do that."

Joining Danny at the table, Annie looked at the young boy. How does he know so much about women at his young age, she thought? As she sat across from him in the banquette, Danny noticed the red flush had softened on her chest but had not completely left her. She seem to have a radiant glow about her, a renew energy. "Five minutes away they said, so they should be here any minute" Danny informed her. While she looked at the menu, Danny looked at her. He was smitten with this woman.

Moments later Kathy and Jr. came in, with big hugs and hellos all around, Kathy sat next to her nephew/son while Jr. sat next his mom and gave her a quick peck on the cheek. He noticed she had a glow about but thought the wine during the day was the reason. The small seats meant they were packed in close to each other. Annie moved her purse to the wall side to give them more room but she found that Jr.'s big body crowded her and she felt his leg press against hers. The boys, realizing they were the designated drivers, ordered sodas while the women decided to carry on with their wine binge. 

The conversation was animated amongst the group. Kathy talked to Danny about this and that while Jr. and Annie talked about the work he was doing. When the meal arrived it seemed incidental as they appeared to those around them, to be more interested in each other than the food. As they approached the end of the meal, Annie looked diagonally across the table and notice that Kathy seemed to be looking intently at Jr. while discussing some TV show with him.

She noticed that Danny was looking at her but his hand seemed to have slipped below the tablecloth on a line toward Kathy's crotch. In his other hand he held a french fry between his lips while he kept intense eye contact with Annie. Annie still alive from the mini orgasm on the bar stool, was enjoying Jr.'s company and the physical contact with his leg. She noticed that he too seemed more attentive and amusing than usual. She picked up her napkin to wipe her lip and when she replaced she felt his hand on hers. She let him pull her hand under his napkin and over to his splayed open thigh and took the invitation to extend her fingers. She gulped suddenly and caught her breath as she found that without her knowing it, he had opened the front of his jeans. Her fingers passed over the hard metallic zipper as he encouraged her to touch his uncovered cock. OMG, she thought, he has no underwear on and not only is he bare, he's exposed and very much erect. She let him bring her hand to the swollen head where she cupped the spongy mass but when she felt him nudge it downward she got a real shock. 

Annie felt Kathy's soft female toes caressing the scrotum of her son. Her son. She had obviously taken off her sandal and stretched her leg out to molest his cock under the table. Annie, looked askance at Kathy, who raised her eyebrow as if to say – what did you expect he's a gorgeous young man. Jr. boldly kept his mother's hand on his stiff cock and encouraged her to touch Kathy's toes. He gripped her small hand and placed it directly on the arch of Kathy's smooth foot. He held her there until she relaxed her hand and fondled the toes massaging her son's meaty cock.

Annie was alarmed at this turn of events. Danny was looking intently at her, Kathy enjoying the massage, and Jr. basking in the attention of the two women, who were now focused on his demanding shaft. Jr. looked at the surprise on her face and leaned in to whisper into her ear.

"I know mom. It's ok. I know. Don't stop." Jr. beseeched her as he pulsed his cock to emphasize his point. The two women now knew what had happened and that it would be alright. "Look how excited Kathy is with what you are doing." Jr. whispered.

Annie looked to see Kathy's nipples and areola expanding the thin aqua latex that was straining to hold back her breasts. Kathy's eyelids had closed halfway as she enjoyed Annie's touch while she felt the power of Jr.'s cock along her instep. She pressed her foot forward to work her toes over the sensitive head of his cock as Annie continued an erotic massage of her new friend's foot as her thumb rimmed the head of his inflamed cock.

As the aura of the table became more sexually charged, Danny watched in silence as the countenance on Annie's faced changed. He noticed the concentration in the lips and her measured breathing as the flush began to rise on her chest and neck. His left hand had found his mother's toned naked thigh and found it extended out under the table. He saw how Mrs. Sullivan had moved her arm so as to allow her hand to slide more easily to her right. As he felt the rhythm in his mother's leg movements he noticed Annie's arm keeping time. He knew something was happening but could not work out what was going on.

The conversation at the table had been reduced to intermittently spaced single words. To Danny it was if something else had completely taken over. He was about to ask, when the server arrived with their bill. 

"Everything OK? Can I get you anything else?" the young attendant offered as she looked down at the two couples. 

"Everything is great." Jr. replied and he took his napkin off his lap to place it on the table. When she saw the hairless naked skin of his young abdomen framed by the unzipped and folded back jeans, the middle aged woman's eyes widened in surprise. Annie had no choice but to keep her hand on his elongated cock to hide the obscene sight of it. Kathy saw what had happened, and pushed her foot further out so the waitress could see her five red painted toenails come to rest beside the obscuring hand.

"Just the check please." Annie added quickly, hoping to end the wanton display.

The waitress looked at Mrs. Sullivan, "I'll leave it here." before turning slowly away.

Danny looked with curiosity at the action on the far side of the table before turning to look at his mother beside him. He saw her slumped in her seat with her two nipples like small periscopes trying to break through the thin latex. With the server gone, the two ladies sat up and make arrangements to pay the bill. While they divided and added in the tip, Jr. sought to slip his throbbing fat cock back into his jeans. He did the best he could with the snake that wanted to stay out. Pulling his T-shirt down he stood up from the small banquette to stretch his legs. Standing beside Kathy while facing his mother he presented a fat package bulging in his jeans.

The server returned and as she handed the two women their credit card slips that split the bill she secretly slipped a small receipt into Jr.'s hand. Turning away from the group, Jr. read '876 2875, off after 8, Harriet'. With a smile, a raised eyebrow and an adjustment to his engorged cock he signified his acknowledgement of the invitation.

Harriet smiled back. Kathy looked at the bulge so tantalizingly close and smiled at Annie. Annie who was still feeling disturbed about what just happened, observed Kathy's reaction to the Jr's tempting offer. Danny was simply enthralled with Annie and failed to notice the going's on. Upon leaving the restaurant the two couples appeared to be double dating. Danny held his mother's hand while Annie gripped Jr.'s arm. 

"It's still early, does everyone want to do something?" Kathy asked the ensemble.

"Bowling, how about bowling? There's are lanes just in the next block. Come on, it'll be fun." Danny suggested like an eager teenager trying to whip up support for his idea.

Figuring he could show off his athleticism, Jr. enthusiastically replied "I'm in."

Testosterone, Annie thought to herself, do we really need more as Danny and Kathy took off apace to the bowling lanes. Annie hung back to speak to Jr. as they followed slowly behind both watching Kathy's ass roll back and forth in the tight spandex skirt. "What as all that about in the restaurant." she said directly but quietly to Jr.

"I'm sorry mom, I got carried away. Mrs. Andrews came onto me this afternoon and after you left she came into the bathroom where I was having a shower and gave me a blow job. She practically forced me to go down on her, when we getting into the truck to come here. She's super horny and I was just not thinking. She has me so worked up I'm still hard" Jr. rattled off as if in the confessional.

"Oh, Jr. are you okay? That was traumatic. She is a wild one. I saw that last night, then at ladies day luncheon and now in the restaurant. I like her though. She is genuine and I don't think she means any harm." Annie says soothingly like any mother would. Looking up at him with her best smile, she gripped his arm even tighter suggesting that she understood.

"I'm okay. I love sex. I love sex with you. It is just that I never had someone come onto me so strong. I was taken aback and then super horny." Jr. continued, rather enjoying the initial volley in a discussion about sex with one of his mother's friends. He continued, "You know she deep throated me. She took all of my cock and I came deep in her mouth and she swallowed it all."

"Jr., you're making me jealous. Was she as good as I am?" Annie asked looking to be reassured.

"No mom, you're the best. I love the way you suck my cock. You know dad and I love the way you shave your pussy, it's so much more beautiful that Mrs. Andrew's hairy bush. I guess you saw that at Ladies Day didn't you and maybe today at lunch." Jr. said letting on part of what he had learned from Danny.

"I'm sorry Jr. I was going to tell you and Sr. when I thought the time is right. How did you find out?" Annie replied embarrassed.

"Danny pointed out the clothing optional place when we were in the boat and Jake called me during my drive over and told me that he knew and to keep it hush-hush so his mother's church friends won't find out. I just put two and two together." Jr. explained without any recriminations.

"So, did you see her bush? What about you, did she see yours? Were you naked? Mr. Lumley, did you seem him naked last night?" Jr. continued his line of questioning.

"Jr., I'd rather not talk about it here and now. Yes, I did see Mrs. Andrew's and her husband naked last night and Brice was naked from the waist down too." Annie replied hoping to close the conversation.

"What about Danny? He was there last night wasn't he?" Jr. persisted.

"Danny had his toga on all night. I might as well tell you before you ask. I kept my skirt on all night but I did take my top off to try and fit it a little with the crowd. I should have told you." Annie admitted proactively.

"Wow, I wish I had seen that. You are so beautiful and I love you so much. It's okay mom. Dad and I love how you look and I'm proud you are so beautiful and frankly, I like when people look at you. I would have loved to been there. Does Mr. Lumley have a big one?" Jr. asked.

"Yes, he does Jr. but can't we talk about his later? Why do men always worry about size?" said his mother.

Already knowing the answer, but not letting on to his mother, Jr. persists. "Is he bigger than I am?"

'Yes, he is Jr., but I love your dad's and your cocks. They are truly beautiful, soft or hard." Annie answered in a reassuring tone.

"Is he bigger than dad or Randy?" Jr. kept pressing the point. He loved the way the conversation was gong and he was starting to feel a tingle in his crotch. As they walked along Jr. wrapped his arms around his mothers shoulder and felt the red bra strap. Working his finger underneath it, he began to slide if off her shoulder and down her arm.

"Oh Jr., if you must know, you are bigger than your dad and Brice is much bigger than Randy. He didn't get real hard at the party, but some Asian woman asked to touch it and it looked like a baseball bat in her small hand." Annie answered truthfully. "Can't we talk about this later Jr., I am embarrassed. What are you doing with my bra strap?"

"I'm still horny mom, I'm just teasing you. I can't imagine anybody bigger than Randy. He must be a monster." Jr. said, continuing to press the topic. "Did you touch him? I bet he wanted to touch you?" Jr. said as he began to stroke the smooth soft skin of her upper arm while continuing to push the bra strap lower to her elbow.

"Jr. nothing happened last night. He was real gentleman. I was terribly embarrassed at first since I was one of the only people dressed. I was excited, when I first took by top off and exposed my breasts. I felt everybody was staring at me, but it wore off as it became more normal. We just danced and enjoyed the party and the other people. On one slow dance, Brice did ask if he could put his hands on my ass. I said yes and he slipped his hands under the waistband of my skirt and pulled me toward him He was naked except for his open Hawaiian shirt I felt his big cock push against me. I know he was getting horny, because it was getting fat, but he never tried anything. I think I did want to touch him, but I didn't. I knew you wouldn't want me to, plus he never tried again. As I said he was a real gentleman. When I said I wanted to come home, he agreed to leave the party no questions asked." Annie explained starting to feel a tingle grow in her vagina from Jr.'s fingers on her arm.

"That must have been quite a sight, your big tits and his big cock. I bet he wanted to finger you, tit-fuck or fuck you didn't he? Jr. upped the ante with his coarse language as he slipped his fingers under her top and her bra to cup his mother's breast.  

"Jr., you all have. I seen you and Jake and Brice look at me all weekend, but no has penetrated me or to be even clearer, no has fucked me." Annie replied choosing her words carefully. "Jake wants to. You want to. Brice wants to, but no one has fucked me. Even Kathy and Danny want to. Enough already!" Annie pleaded as she began to luxuriate in the feel of his hand on her nipple.

"Even Kathy and Danny want what?" Kathy called out hearing the last snippet of the conversation. As she looked over her shoulder she saw Jr. with his hand on Annie's nipple and her she inhaled sharply. 




The Long Weekend Ch. 26



"Go bowling.......... Jr. was thinking maybe it was late." Annie covered up quickly and pulled her son's hand away.

"Here we are, still up for it?" Danny inquired excitedly.

"Sure, lets!" said Kathy enthusiastically.

With that they all went inside the almost empty bowling alley. At the counter they were assigned a lane and got their shoes. 

"Ladies size 5 and 7, men's size 8 and 12 coming right up" said the proprietor with a leering grin from behind the glass topped counter.

"Oh my, you know what they say about me with big feet." Kathy said out loud to no one in particular, but with a sly grin to the man passing the shoes.

"I'll need ID for shoes you and your girlfriends' have." he said to Jr. and Danny who beamed with the thought that he thought their mothers were their dates. 

Filing the ID's away, the ogling operator with a knowing wink suggests, "I've got you set up in the third and forth lanes, away from any families that might come in. If you catch my drift?"

"I love bowling on a first date. Don't you?" Kathy said gripping Danny's arm and giving him a peck on the cheek. 

The owner could hardly keep his eyes off her tight aqua latex fabric holding back a pair of restless tits. What a lucky guy, he scored a hot one, he thought.

Settling into the lanes almost at the empty end of the building, Jr. offered to help his mom with her shoes. Bending down in front of her he undid her street shoes and when she raised her foot he took hold of it in his big hand. Effortlessly he slipped off her shoe and gave her foot a quick massage while he pushed her knee slightly to the side to try and see up her skirt. The lighting was not good and he did not see anything but he could smell the pungent odor of the perspiration and cum from her quiet tryst at the bar before dinner. He slid his hand quickly up her thigh to collect some of the aroma on his fingers before lifting them to his nose. He loved the smell of his mother. It was it his favorite.

"Once, we get your shoes on, I'll give you a quick lesson if you like. It would probably be better if you shortened your skirt to more tennis dress length so as not to interfere with throwing the ball." Jr. offered as he finished doing up her shoes. "Tight enough?"

"Perfect."

Standing up in her red smooth soled bowling shoes, Annie adjusted her skirt by pulling it down, exposing her softly toned mid-drift, until it rode just on her hips and then raised the hem until it came to just above mid-thigh. 

"Like this?" 

"Perfect." replied Jr., still kneeling on the floor, as he looked her beautiful legs only inches away. He reached out and ran his hand up from her ankle, over her firm rounded calf, over the soft skin behind her knee and then up her silky thighs before giving her a pat on the bum.



The Long Weekend Ch. 27



Early Sunday Evening

"Okay, let's bowl. How shall we do this?" Jr. called out as he stood up to see Danny and Kathy had been quietly watching the mother son action.

"We usually throw one ball each and the high score partners with the low score." Danny quickly offered.

"You've done this before!" Annie called out. "No fair."

Annie and Jr. went to the ball rack and found balls that suited them. Annie was surprised at the weight of the ball while Jr. demonstrated a basic technique to her. Standing behind his mother, Jr. moved his body close to hers and with one his large hands around her waist and the other on her throwing arm, she learned to roll rather than drop the smooth heavy ball. He guided her legs with his hands as she took a couple of small steps then tried to slide. It only took a few stutter steps for her to grasp the fluid motion required.

Danny was doing the same to Kathy. Not to be out done, Kathy had shortened her skirt to match Annie's and when she let go her ball, they could almost see her naked ass. Her aggressive run up caused her braless tits to flop around as they fought gravity to stay in the thin tight top she was wearing.

The boys and the alley operator were all thinking, this was one heck of a double date.

"Ready, one ball each." Danny said "Ladies first."

Ever the show off, Kathy says "Right then, I'll go first."

Selecting her ball from the rack, she holds it under her breasts and slowly rubs it smooth with her towel. Then turning to the lane, gets sets and makes her small run to the line before knocking down four pins.

"Yea!!!! I did it. Beat that if you can." she yells out.

Annie, finds her ball and gets set and with a flowing motion rolls close to a gutter ball that hangs on until it knocks down three pins. "Dang, I can do better than that."

"I know you can mom, try more like this." Jr. says as he throws one down the adjacent lane to score seven. 'Yea baby, that's what I'm talking about." he whoops giving his mother a squeeze.

Meanwhile Danny, takes a ball and in a quiet manner takes his stance, imagines the shot and looking very professional, throws a nine.

"No fair, no fair. You are a ringer." Annie and Jr. call out with a laugh. "We need you to spot us some points."

"Okay, teams are Mrs. Sullivan and me, my mom and Jr." Danny declares. "Middle team goes first. I'll score for both teams"

"Aye Aye captain, but what if I want to score?" Kathy says as she runs over to Jr. and throws her arms around his neck.

Annie can not help but notice all the body contact and how intimate it seems between her new friend and her son. Kathy is always touching, messing his hair, giving him a hug, stroking his arm or putting her hand on his leg. She is definitely putting the moves on him. A woman knows these things.

The bowling turns out to be a lot of fun, with many laughs, high fives, the odd strike, a few gutter balls, hugs and kisses all around except between the two boys. Their competitive testosterone came out and each wanted to do well in front of their dates and impress their mothers. Losing the first game, Kathy and Jr. call out, "Best two out of three."

'Okay but first the loser of the game buys drinks." came Danny's quick reply as he used both arms to point at the pair.

With that, Kathy and Jr. set off to the counter. Danny and Annie watched as Kathy's ass cheeks wiggled in unison under the tight skirt as she continued to flirt with Jr. Arriving at the end of the counter, set up as a small bar and refreshment area, Kathy's exposed chest had a light glistening sheen of perspiration which reflected highlights from the harsh pot lights over head. Their focused beams flowed over her protruding breasts and melted into the contours of her cleavage. As Kathy ordered two more wines from the proprietor, who had run down to serve them. He lewdly stared at the puffy areola and long shadows cast from her nipples trying to push through the light spandex. He placed two glasses of white wine in front of her while he filled two large cups with soda for Jr. 

"I'm getting warm from all the physical exercise." Kathy offers as she picks up the two glasses. "This will help." she says as she presses the two glasses against her flushed chest. The chilled wine caused an outbreak of goose bumps and further wrinkled up her areola. 

"Yes, that is nice." Kathy purred with a shudder as she lowered the glasses to her nipples and felt the tingle of the cold wet condensation. "If we are going to beat them, we need to distract them, throw them off their game. I'll distract Danny and you distract Annie. Okay?"

"Good idea." agrees Jr. as he pays for the drinks.

As she turned to return to the lane, the owner of the business inhaled sharply as he sees the aqua fabric has turned transparent over her nipples and, he clearly sees the dark red teats that he been fantasizing about. Kathy noticed his reaction and looked down, remembering what happened in the shower.

"Oh my, that gives me an idea." she says to Jr. who has not missed the effect of the chilled water on the stretchy fabric and her heaving breasts. 

Turning back to the counter she requested "A glass of tap water please." 

"Surely" was the response from the barkeep as he placed a freshly filled glass in front of her. He watched as she wetted her fingers into the glass before enlarging the transparent areas on her top. She rubbed the fingers slowly over the nipple area until large transparent circles permitted the freckles on the tanned skin to be seen as if she were naked as a jay bird. He was speechless as she completed the look and watched the long rubbery nipples ripple under the fabric as she strutted away.

Stopping halfway back beside an empty table raised Jr. concerns.

"Are you okay Mrs. Andrews. Do you need help?" 

"I think its time you call me Kathy." she suggests as she whispers into his ear while she adjusted her skirt by lowering the waist band to below her hips hiking up the hem more than a few inches. Picking up her wine glasses she pressed them against the material across her bust to keep it transparent.

Getting back to the lanes, Kathy handed a glass to Annie who, while standing next to Danny, is waiting for them. She notices Annie and Danny staring at her chest and looks down at the transparent fabric surrounding her nipples.

Pretending to just notice what had happened Kathy stutters an apology to them, then laughs "Well, you two have seen them before anyway. It should dry up with no stain, don't you think Annie?" 

"That sure is transparent when wet. You can see everything." Annie said, as Jr. noticed that his mother is staring intently, if not longingly, at Kathy's breasts being so prominently displayed. "How wet is it?" she replied to Kathy.

"See for yourself. I think it's only water from the outside of the glasses. But if it doesn't come out in the wash, I can get you a new one." Kathy offered, as she stepped closer to Annie and pushed her chest out. "Feel the fabric."

With that Annie reached out and gently touched the wet fabric on Kathy's breast. The two sons watched as their mothers' paused for a long second before Kathy slightly twisted her torso to position her nipple closer to Annie's fingers. Annie slowly placed her fingers on the inside and outside of the fabric just inside her friend's cleavage. She slid her hand and fingers along the top until she got to the sopping wet part over the alluring nipple area. Danny watched silently as his mother encouraged her friend to fondle her nipple, something he had seen before. Jr. watched silently as he saw for the first time, his mother's fingers gauge the wetness while her thumb rested on the quivering nipple of her friend. He had never seen or imaged her do anything like this before. 

Tracing small arcs on the underside of Kathy's areola, Annie deliberated as an ache exploded through her loins. With a far away look in eye, she stared at Kathy.

"I think it will dry up fine." Annie opined as she broke free of the sensation flooding her body and let the taut fabric snap back into place. 

"Wow, that was hot! I don't want to break up the party, but it's your turn to bowl mom." Danny says anxious to get the next game going so he can show off his prowess.

When Kathy went to pick up her ball, she bent over and it was clear that the skirt had been shortened to the point of exposing her naked ass. There was a lot tanned toned leg between her shoes and her aqua skirt. Making a seven, she turned around and threw her hands up in the air like a cheer leader. Her breasts bounced and settled while Danny, Annie and Jr. looked on.

"Great shot, finish it up." Jr. her partner called out.

With her turn over, she ran up to Jr. and gave him a big kiss, "Okay partner, your turn."

While Jr. is bowling, Kathy stood next to Danny who is keeping score. He unconsciously reached out to put his hand around his mother and finds that, because he is sitting in a low chair, instead of her waist he has grabbed the leg closest to him. Feeling the soft skin of her inner thigh instead of the skirt fabric, he realizes how really short the skirt is.

Bending over to whisper in her son's ear, "Oh Danny, I never knew you were such a good bowler. I am so proud of you. This is a good idea but what you are doing now is an even better idea."

"That's another eight, Danny." Jr. calls out after his second frame. Coming back to the scoring table he sees Kathy with her son's hand mid way up between her legs.

"Game on." he says quietly to himself. 

"I think I have it, I'll score for your team." Jr. calls out as he sat down to watch his mother bowl. Kathy watched Annie bowl as well but she also squeezed Danny's hand between her thighs, capturing his fingers before opening her legs a little to relieve the pressure. Her son takes the opportunity to slide his hand further up over her swelling thighs, until he feels the furrow at her pelvis and his thumb touches the dangling lips of her hot bushy vulva. Kathy tilts her pelvis forward to encourages her son to keep his hand at the ready and to entice him to sweep it back and forth over the puffy wet entrance to her sex.

Annie threw a four and a six before coming back to the table. Rather than being greeted by her partner, she saw he had zoned out feeling up his mom. Jr. called out and beckons her to come on sit on his lap while Danny realized it was his turn to bowl.

"Good bowling mom." Jr. compliments her as she settled on his left knee. Jr. reached out to hold her by the shoulder and again began to fiddle with her bra strap. "Why not take this off mom? You two have seen Mrs. Andrew's tits and all three of us have seen yours. I'd love to see braless. What do you say?" Jr. cajoled as he pulled both straps down. By this time, Kathy had joined them and hearing the conversation, joined in.

"Here, let me help you." she said as she reached behind Annie to undo the clasp of the red bra. "Just like at the beach, slide your elbows through the straps, while Jr. reaches under your top and pulls your bra out the bottom. There, that's it, easy as pie."

Annie was flabbergasted as her large breast sagged to their perfect resting shape. Jr. took the bra, and folded it up with the designer label/36d facing up. He laid it over Danny's score sheet and turned on the overhead projector for all to see. Danny who had just bowled an eight, threw the next one in the gutter after he glanced up to on the big screen see how the scoring was going. What was that, a bra? Whose bra? How did it get there? One glance at the scoring table revealed what had happened as he saw Annie on Jr.'s lap with his mother standing behind her massaging out the marks left by the straining bra straps.

Thinking about tits rather than bowling, his next two balls combined for a five.

Jr. watched as Kathy rubbed his mother's shoulders before placing her palms squarely on the nape of Annie's neck and sliding her hands down her exposed chest to complete the sensual massage. 

"My turn again." Kathy piped up as she passed a lusty looking Danny taking his seat. A seven and a nine, put her team in the lead by the time Annie had returned to greet her partner. Her unsupported breasts bobbled and bounced as she walked and she felt quite wanton with the lewd display in a family establishment. 

Standing next to her partner Danny, Annie placed a hand on his shoulder and asked, "How are we doing?" Indicating her bra on the scoring sheet, she said rather helplessly, "They took it off me."

"I'm glad they did. You look marvelous. It's almost like when I first saw them." Danny said unintentionally loud enough that Jr. could hear.

Two can play at this game she thought so she faced Kathy and put her arm around Danny's head and drew it to her bosom. He felt the large pliant globes nestle against his cheek and envelope his nose as he sought again to suckle him on her nipple. Thrusting her breast forward, she seduced Kathy's son into mouthing her nipple. 

Buoyed by the success of their plan, Jr. bowled a strike, then added a nine. Then, with two balls, he cleared all ten pins. Turning to face the group he saw Danny nuzzling his mother's breasts just the way he liked to do it.

"Your turn mom." he directed as he watched Kathy sidle in to sit on her son's knee.

"This fabric will never dry stretched so tight. I need to loosen it bit. You won't mind will you?" Kathy said to her son, as she pulled the front of the fabric away from her chest. "I think it will dry if I dry off my tits and reposition it. Can you hand me your towel?"

"Sure, here you go mom." Danny said as she took his towel and plunged it down inside her top to dry her freckled breasts. 

'Hold on a minute will you?" she asked as she lowered the top to expose her full tanned breasts to Danny and Jr. who is standing beside them, shielding the obscene display from the rest of the hall. Using the towel she slowly dried her boobs and then lifted up the flimsy material to cover them

'Perhaps if I were to reposition the wet part it would help." she offered out loud. With that statement she adjusted the top so one wet area was over her deep cleavage, allowing air on both sides to speed the drying. She located the top just above her areola and stretched the fabric across both breasts at that level. She put her hands under both breasts and lifted them up to adjust the hem of the top so that the fabric followed the contours of her rounded yearning bosom.

"There that should help." she said giving Danny back his towel and leaning in to rest her head on his.

Jr. took the seat as the scoring table while Annie, still flustered from the public display of Danny's lips on her nipple, managed only a four and a five.

With Danny up at the return looking for his favorite ball, Annie joined Kathy and her son Jr. at the table. Her nipples were rampant from Danny's mouthing and appeared to be reaching out for attention.

"Now, we did we leave off?" Kathy questioned as she directed Annie to sit on Jr.'s knee. 'I remember." she said sexily as she moved behind Annie to renew her massage. She slipped her hands fluidly from the nape of Annie's neck, over her shoulders and down her arms. Bringing them back up, she swept them down the soft front of Annie's chest. She stopped when her fingers reached the top of the green jersey band that clothed her breasts.

"This won't do." Kathy said as she rolled Annie's top down until the areola were just visible. "That's better." she cooed as she continued to lightly sweep her fingers across the vast expanse of her exposed chest.

Annie leaned her head back in submission to the sensations and thoughts she was experiencing. The top was so low that Kathy was able to grasp the two mammary glands like you would a handrail. With a slight squeeze, the breasts firmed and rounded out encouraged Kathy to insert her two index fingers under the top edge and she swept her long fingers back and forth over the distended nipples like two inverted windshield wipers. Kathy's manicured nails clipped the tender end causing a shiver to course through Annie's body.

While Danny bowled, Jr. leaned to speak softly to his mother. "Let me take off your panties, mom."

Kathy overheard the request, bent down closer and said, "Can't we let Danny do that for her?"

Annie quivered at the touch of Kathy's fingers and shuddered at the action that was being proposed. She wondered if Jr. would go for such an idea. The thought lasted only seconds because she heard Jr. say, "I would like that mom, would you? Ask him to take them off you."

Danny kept looking back to see, the FMF threesome and the front of Annie's top which barely covered her beautiful full tits and stayed up by barely catching on her nipples. He returned to record only a six and a five.

Kathy went up to bowl as Annie stayed on Jr.'s knee. Her son's hand was now tracing long lines on her inner thigh in preparation for her move to join Danny. Kathy rolled an eight and then a nine. When she joined the table, Jr. stood up and Annie walked around the table to join her partner. All three watched her magnificent full breasts roll and sway as she walked. Each of the people watching expected the fabric to fall away but it did not. The elastic in the fabric seemed to defy all the rules of physics as it remained in place. It slipped imperceptivity and allowed the dark rim of her puffy areola to be visible. As she stood beside her partner, Kathy joined them and whispered in her ear. "Now would be a good time." as she moved in close behind her and pressed her taut nipples and overflowing breasts into Annie's naked back.

Jr. walked backwards slowly to the ball return as he watched Annie step closer to Danny and putting her hand on his shoulder, leaned over to say something.

"Take off my panties. They want you to take off my panties. I want you to take off my panties."

Danny was stunned at the words. Looking up at Mrs. Sullivan, a woman he had come to adore, he saw a wonderful rounded tummy glistening with perspiration topped by two full breasts barely being contained by obscenely stretched green jersey. He paused for a minute to take in the scene before he raised his head to look past the expanse of the simmering heaving chest that was flushed with sexual arousal. He gazed at her delightful shoulder, the enticing nape of her neck before finally make eye contact. Her eyes were clouded with lust and the eyelids closing into enthralling oval forms.

"Your panties?"

"Yes, my panties. My thong. You have two pairs. Now let me give you a third." Annie almost begged as she felt Kathy's hands on her hips. The hands caressed her waist as they moved from the side to slide to the front and begin to slowly inch the loose fabric of the skirt front up. More and more of Annie's legs became exposed and Danny's eyes trailed down her body to accept the invitation.

As he reached under her skirt, he touched her warm trembling legs and walked his fingers higher until he felt the tight elastic of the panty's waist. He grasped each side and began to slide them tight waist down as Annie opened her legs to allow the thing soaked material to slide past her slick thighs. Danny wiggled the soggy thong back and forth until it cleared her exposed thighs where it fell away more easily. 

Having bowled a strike, a nine then an eight Jr. was alive with excitement. He turned and saw that there was more excitement at the scoring table than at the ball return. He watched as Annie appeared to be holding up his mother's skirt as her son worked the red thong over her knees before guiding it down to her ankles. Bent over as he was, Danny could not miss the opportunity to smell of her sex now fully ripe with the sweat and the leakage from her vagina. He pressed his face into her crotch as he waited for her to step out of his prize.




The Long Weekend Ch. 27



"Give me a nineteen and a nine. Mom, your turn......mom." Jr. called out dispersing the cloud of sex that was surrounding the scoring table.

As Annie stepped away from the group, Kathy let the skirt's hem drop. In a daze, Annie searched for her favorite ball, although its karma seems to have faded the last few frames. Bent over the ball return, her breasts rose out of her top like a large wave approaching the beach. They rippled and roiled as the elastic fought to hold them in. 

Kathy promptly sat at Danny's knee and reached for the thong. "Oh my, it is wet isn't it?" Kathy purred as she leaned in to Danny and put her face close to his. Bringing the panties up close, she put her nose close to Danny's and together they smelled Annie's most intimate offering. "Intense isn't it. Just like last night." Kathy observed as she took another big inhalation.

Jr. reached the group and took his scoring chair. He watched as his mother tried to bowl without losing her top. The only way was not to run, but throw from an almost stationary position, and hope the best. The best resulted in a two.

Meanwhile, Danny had shifted his mother on his lap to permit his hard cock some room. Kathy feeling the stiff rod on her thigh, opened her legs. With her skirt as short as it was, her red bush was plainly visible and the long coarse hair hid all but the ridged of her extended labia. Taking the thong, she ran it over her own clammy vulva to season it even more.

Danny sat in astonishment as he saw his mother use the fingers on her other hand to open her lips, permitting the gusset of the thong to gain entry to her leaking vagina. She pushed a lot of it inside but left part of the waistband dangling out. Her skirt was so short that the invader hung below the hem and was patently obvious hanging out of her crotch.

Annie made it back to the table with her tops still on, but the fabric had slipped allowing the whole top half of each areola exposed to public view. She reported a one and a two to Danny, who seemed to be lost in fantasy land and had to be told....twice.

Kathy stood up to permit Danny to bowl and went to stand next to her partner. Annie sat down on her chair trying to settle her trembling legs and racing mind.

"It seems to be working doesn't it?" she said.

"It sure does. Where are my mom's panties?" Jr. asked.

"Right here." Kathy offered as she straddled Jr.'s leg and lifted the front of her skirt to display its hiding place. "We can't have only one son having all the fun, can we?"

"Take them out for me, would you?" Kathy urged as she squatted a little to open her thighs wide enough to allow his big hand to access. She balanced herself by putting her hands on his shoulders and the large prominent nipples in his face.

Jr. needed no time to think. He saw, below her red crop of pubic hair, her thick lipped external labia. The hanging swollen protrusions were dark red and as she opened herself even more, the red became light red then pink where her vagina gripped the thong. His cock and his brain were working in tandem as he grasped the limp fabric and pulled slowly. He felt the bunched thong make it way out of her and past her engorged lips. The stimulation caused her large engorged clitoris to emerge from its protective hood. Kathy shuddered and her legs trembled as the withdrawal was like rough fingers on the soft red inside walls of her vagina. 

"Taste them. That's your mom and me." Kathy urged, settling her naked crotch on top of his firm thigh.

Pressing the wet gift to his lips, Jr. licked the smooth silk ambrosia and found it was the sweetest nectar the gods could have created.

Danny came back to see Annie watching her son, Jr. take her own thong from Kathy's crotch and put it to his mouth. Coming up beside Annie, Danny looked down to see her large breasts almost totally bare. The heavy mounds were very flushed and the blood seemed to have pooled in her areola which were now dark red.

"Only a six and a seven. I think they won that game." Danny offered somewhat sullenly. "I'm sorry."

"Hooray!!! Yeah!!! Ya Baby!!! came the shouts from his mother and Jr.

"It worked. I knew we could do it." Kathy exclaimed.

To relieve Danny's distress, Kathy admitted, "Danny, you are too good for us. We knew we couldn't beat you, so we had to trick you and all this sexual play was to distract you and Annie and it worked. No more bowling. We don't want to have a winner, or a loser, do we Annie? It's a tie, let's leave it at that." Kathy continued.

The sex play had gone on for quite awhile and everyone had been worked up. A sigh of relief from all the players was heard agreeing to call it quits. Realizing they were in a public place, the ladies brought themselves back to some normalcy by adjusting their clothing. 

Danny and Jr. looked on disappointed, not so much as no more wanton display but no more bowling. Looking at each other, they shook hands..."Next time!" they said simultaneously.

"Who gets this?" Jr. asked

"You keep it. I'll get another one for Danny." Annie said with a sly grin. "Kathy, would you hand me my bra."

Making their way back to the rental counter, they each hand the owner their shoes.

"Your red shoes look really good with your red hair." he says to Kathy in a flattering tone as he receives her pair.

"Do they?" Kathy said with a big smile as she raised the hem of her very short skirt to expose her red bush to the man. As they both looked down her body, past her thick red pubic hair, then at the shoes in her hand.

"Yes, I guess they do." Kathy replied to the astonished man.

"Tell you what" the owner offered to Jr. and Danny, "Anytime you bring in these two good looking dates, they bowl for free."

"That's a deal." confirmed Danny and Jr.

Standing at the counter the two couples looked at each other as if to say 'Now what?' 

'I don't know about you three, but with the sun, wine and this bowling I'm tired. I'm also extremely horny. I think I would like to call it a night so I can go home and masturbate." Annie replied candidly. "You two sure did a number on us and I need to cum so badly."



The Long Weekend Ch. 28



In the dark parking lot.

"Why wait until you get home. The three of can help you right here. Can't we boys? Jr. why don't you bring the truck around to parking lot at the back of the bowling alley. Your front seat would work pretty well for what I have in mind. We'll wait a few minutes and go out the back door and meet you there. Park it in the far corner." Kathy planned out with an impish smile.

Unseen by the four, the proprietor also had a devilish smile at the suggestion. The exterior security camera had just been repaired and he slipped a new disc into the recorder. This might be good test of its HD color quality, he thought.

Jr. went off to get the truck while the two older ladies and the young boy, strolled down past the families to where, in lanes 47 and 48, a men's VFW league was in play. A few pacemakers went into high gear and if a blood pressure monitor had been hooked up to one old fella, it would have been off the dial. The bowling stopped as they watched the three strollers and wished they were young again. 

"Why don't we watch a bit while we wait?" Kathy suggested as she turned from her profile to stand full frontal facing the lanes. Danny stood between the beautiful older women as if he were the prize. The women clapped and hooted when any bowler made a strike. Danny soon reached behind the women and a put one hand, under each of their short skirts, to grab their asses and cup their rounded cheeks. Kathy and Annie leaned forward to grip the open hand rail which allowed their unsupported tits to roll forward, dangerously close to spilling out of their tops.

"Enough, enough." Kathy orchestrated as she stood up. "Jr.'s probably back there now."

"Bye, guys!!"

Bowling stopped again as they watched the threesome walk the short distance to the exit. 

Stepping outside, the trio, waited in the darkness and surveyed the mostly empty lot. Lit by only a couple of overhead lamps, the far corner nearest the building was vacant and private. "Perfect, just like I had hoped." Kathy said out loud to herself as she flagged down Jr.'s big truck and waved him to park it over there.

"Come on you two slow pokes. Let's get this party started." Kathy encouraged as she trotted into the semi-darkness. 

As Kathy opened the passenger door the cab's interior lit up as she motioned for Jr. to turn off the engine and stay in his seat. Opening the passenger door as wide as possible she waited for Annie to arrive. 

"Climb in, honey." she encouraged. "Let me help you." she continued as she held out her hand to balance her as Annie climbed on the running board. As Annie, reached out to grab the door, Kathy shifted her hands to the back of Annie's thighs and felt the muscles tense as she began to pivot into the cab and onto the leather seat.

Not nearly as tall as Jr., Kathy never-the-less gasped as she looked up and saw, right at mouth level, the two smooth tapering thighs and shaved dark red labia featured between the splayed legs. "That's it honey, raise you bum a bit." Kathy ordered as she pushed up the hem of the short stretchy skirt to full expose Annie naked from her ankles to her belly button. When she dropped her bum back to the leather seat and let her legs hang over the edge, Annie's red gash quivered with excitement as Danny stepped up beside his mother to gape at the breathtaking sight.

Inside the bowling alley, the operator was appreciating the extra money he had spent on the system, as he was able to able to use the joystick to adjust the angle and zoom in close enough to see Annie's nether lips begin to part in anticipation. Looking over his shoulder, he noticed he was alone at the counter and made a slow adjustment to his small but firming cock. He doubled checked the recorder to make sure it was functioning. "Yes" he said to himself, "worth every penny."

Jr. looked at the back of his mom and saw Kathy's hand pushing his mother's left thigh up and toward the dash. Seizing the moment, he placed his hands on the mother's bare shoulders, "Lie back."

Annie submitted to her son and felt the smooth leather on her shoulder blades as her head came to rest on the middle of the seat. She looked up and back and saw her son staring at the obscene sight in front of him. She saw his large right hand extend out and pull up her top, bunching it up under her arm pits, and exposing her breasts. She followed his eyes down her almost naked body and saw that Kathy and Danny were standing at eye level with her exposed sex. She held her breath as she saw them move forward jostling for first dibs on her aching cunt.

"How do you start?' Kathy asked with interest.

"Usually with my tits." came the quick, honest reply.

"Jr., that's your job!" Kathy instructed Jr. who was sitting there admiring his mother on display.

With the direction, Jr. reached up to gather his mother's spread out tits into his large hands. He scooped up the large soft globes and began to massage them gently. Holding them above her torso, he began to gently thumb the nipples. They began to distend and swell in response to his actions and the personal fantasy in her brain that was being realized. Jr. continued to hold her breasts with three outside fingers in each hand as he began to squeeze and roll her hardening nipples. Then, as if getting tooth paste out of a tube, he stretched them out slowly but firmly until they were taut and elongated.

He felt badly that he and Kathy had sexually teased her all night to the point that she needed to cum so urgently. Her need was so overwhelming that they were now in his truck. He loved his mother, never wanted to hurt her and this made him focus all his energy on her pressing need.

He had never seen her like this. He had never experienced her like this. He had never seen her with another woman and never expected to. He and Jake, as swim jocks on campus, had a few MMF encounters with fans and groupies. In fact it was only last night that they had doubled teamed their taxi driver. What was happening in front of him was almost overwhelming in its debauchery. His beautiful mother was lying almost naked on the seat of this truck while a new woman friend hers was about to go down on her. He had seen FMF pictures in pornos he had never participated in one, least of all with his mother.

Annie was lost in the moment and placed her hands on top of her son's to press his fingers and fine tune the pleasure she was receiving. She made small circles with her palms over the end of her teats to further stimulate her growing arousal. She reached back and grabbed each of his strong arms to hold herself from being pulled off the seat by Kathy.

Mesmerized by watching Jr. play with Mrs. Sullivan's tits, further excited Danny. His cock had long ago become rigid and he now began to stroke Annie's inner thigh. While his mother pushed Annie's left leg, he pushed her right leg wider apart to make room for the two of them. The mother and son descended on the older woman's bald glistening vulva. Pushing their faces together allowed their tongues to lick the lips on either side of Annie's pubic area. Annie's widely stretched thighs pulled her labia apart and allowed her juices to begin to spill out of her. Danny bent down to capture the stream as it ran down the furrow to her ass, while his mother stepped up on the running board to get a better purchase with her lips on Annie's clit.

The bowling alley proprietor turned off the monitor while he rushed through serving a customer. "Damn." he said breaking away as soon as the family had left. "At least it'll be on DVD but live is so hot. If only I had sound." he said remorsefully as the hi-res ten inch screen came to life. 

If he had sound he would have recorded Annie wailing, "Yes, yes, lick me, eat me, make me cum." as one foot was on the dash and the other up against the rear window.

She had submitted, she had let go and Kathy's bi-sexual nature and practiced technique was exquisite. She was lost in total debauchery and didn't care that she was in a public place. The sister's and the girls at school had not been as good as Kathy. She seemed to know exactly what Annie needed and 

Danny was an intuitive lover. She felt Kathy clinging to her hips as her tongue worked the hood of her clit away to expose her tender precious jewel. She tilted her pelvis to allow better access to Kathy's mouth which had the added benefit of making her ass more available to Danny. She felt his tongue as it slid down the wet furrow over her perineum. For more direct access to her nether region, Danny crouched, as his tongue began slow swirls over her rosebud. He rimmed her slowly and deliberately as he felt her begin to dry hump is mother's mouth and his tongue.

He eased up and saw the gaping opportunity to finger this gorgeous creature he had fallen for. He slipped two slim fingers into her vagina. He rocked them back and forth. He turned his had over so he fingers could work the area inside of the clit his mother was nibbling on. He spread his fingers and pressed them against the soft wet sides. He felt her juices increase in flow and watched as it ran down his hand to his wrist before spilling on the gravel of the parking lot. He pulled his fingers out and moved his face into Mrs. Sullivan's crotch. He smelt the ardor, the arousal that had earlier soaked her thong. He drank in the pungent aroma and its liquid source. He pushed his nose into her as he sought again to rim her ass.

The tip of Danny's tongue felt the first real spasm of her anal rose. He worked the tip slowly around the edge, probing gently at the opening. His nose was raking her labia as he stabbed his tongue at its target.

Annie with glazed eyes had been looking back at her son. She felt the strong grip he had on her breast but her view was clouded by the fog of excitement. .He felt her breasts, she felt soft hands on her thighs, she felt the warmth and sensuousness of the leather on her naked buttocks. Then she felt a hand pushing her leg away from the glove box. She looked down to see Kathy rummaging through the box and take out a silver package that she handed down to Danny.

"Put this on. Quickly" Kathy said, as she passed back the last condom to her son.

"OMG" Danny thought as he whipped his steel rod of a cock out. "I'm going to get to fuck Mrs. Sullivan."

Tearing open the package, without taking his tongue away from Mrs. Sullivan's ass, was awkward but youthful exuberance and determination proved to be the solution. He slipped on the rubber and grabbed his mother's hips to signal he was ready. 

"Hurry, fuck me." Kathy told her son. While her feet rested on the running boards, she held Annie's hips for balance. It was almost like being in a sling as her ass and yearning pussy waited for the pounding that was to come.

Expecting her to step out of the way to allow him to bury himself in this intoxicating goddesses' pussy, Danny felt somewhat disappointed as he felt his mother hover her buttocks against him. Realizing he was not going to put his cock inside the woman he had been fantasizing about all day and night he roughly grabbed his ersatz mother's hips pulled the tight latex up exposing two toned and tanned buttocks. He reached under her and pulled her cheeks apart and stepped in. He raised himself up onto his toes and in one violent thrust he buried himself as deep as he could. Danny grabbed his mother's naked hips and pulled her down onto his steel hard cock. 

On at least two other occasions, Danny had fucked his mother when she was eating out another woman. Although he wanted desperately to do Mrs. Sullivan, that fantasy would have to wait. The warm juicy sheath of his mother's vagina, was the only point of contact between the two of them. He settled back onto a balanced stance with feet flat on the ground and wide apart. They knew each other's pace and soon got into a rhythm.

The bowling alley operator stroked his small hard cock through the cotton pocket of his pants. He had to quickly zoom out to capture all the unbelievable action that was happening in his parking lot. He could not see the driver, but he did not need to. All the action he needed for stimulation was on the passenger side. He watched as the youngest of the boys, took the woman with aqua latex dress, from behind. He watched as the redhead in the aqua dress furiously ate out the squirming older woman lying on the seat. 

It was too much for Jr. He let go his mother's breast with one hand and undid his jeans. His stiff cock was trapped in the tight denim and he had to worry it loose in stages. The steering wheel was impeding his one handed actions and he sought to free his aching member. He opened the driver's door and stuck his left leg out to help with his effort. He opened the zipper as much as he could and continued to slip his pants down exposing his smooth taut skin. With a great effort he somehow got from underneath the steering wheel to point he was kneeling on the seat near his mother's face. 

He looked into her eyes and sought to make a real connection that would transmit his love for her and his need. Annie had released his arms and now held onto her son's thighs as his cock was poised above her. She tilted her head back as he braced himself on the dash and the seat back to lean forward. Her tongue sought the red spongy mushroom head that lay on her lips. With one hand, Annie reached up and pulled the end of the long phallus down so she could capture it with her mouth. Her lips trapped the end like a mouse trap and held him firm.

Kathy, looked up from Annie's swollen cunt lips to see Jr. having his large magnificent cock sucked by his mother. He had a great cock, she had it once and wanted it again so she calculated what would have to happen. She used the internal muscles of her vagina to urge her son to completion. She bounced her ass up and down and increased the pace of being impaled. She voraciously applied her mouth to Annie's vulva and took all of her clit into her mouth and sucked on it like she would like to do with Jr. 

The message had been sent and the response was immediate. Danny grabbed his mother's hips to begin his final push. He thrust fast and deep, his balls slapped against her thighs as he sought to demonstrate his prowess. 

Annie, pushed her pelvis up driving it into Kathy's face. Annie strained against the windshield and rear window to splay herself as open as possible as she surged to a crescendo. She rolled her head back and forth, letting go of Jr.'s cock. She abandoned herself to the overwhelming urge that coursed through her body. Her nails raked into her son's thighs as she sought the ultimate release.

Danny, pulled his mother's ass back to his crotch as he held to tight. His hard boyish shaft was pulsating with semen being released into the condom. He felt the flood of ecstasy shoot through his body to his brain as he kept pumping out his load.

Annie contorted her face and her neck as the sensations rippled through her body from the epicenter of her vagina. She squirted the watery jets of her release all over Kathy's chin. The spray was like that of a sprinkler, it covered her lover's chest and saturated her aqua top. Kathy held firm and allowed her to labia to stop quivering and begin close before she began her climb.

Kathy stood higher on the running boards and put a foot on the floor to the cab. She slid along Annie's body on a bee line for Jr.'s cock. She stopped on the way to lick the swollen red nipples before giving Annie a kiss on the lips. 

Annie tasted her own cum on Kathy's lips as she saw her lover take Jr.'s cock into her mouth. Annie was looking straight up past her son's beautiful full balls to see the long rampant shaft being encircled by Annie's mouth. She watched breathlessly as Katy's tongue, tantalized the sensitive underside of his gorgeous manhood. Annie tipped her head back and her tongue sought the smooth sacs that were resting on her nose. She found she could move her head and Jr. widened his knees so she could gain access. 

Danny saw his mother lying on top of his dream. He saw his mother's red bush pressing against the naked mons of Mrs. Sullivan. He saw their breasts and nipples rubbing against each other as they sought to bring off Jr. He saw Jr. being doubled team. He took the condom off his still hard cock and moved forward. He leaned in and was able to smell the arousal of the two woman and saw the glistening sweat and love juice on their thighs. He buried his face and worked his mother's sex with his mouth. He gently stroked Mrs. Sullivan, because he knew she would be very sensitive but his mother had not yet come, he was rough. Was it disappointment, was it envy, he didn't know he just attacked her recently abased cunt.

Kathy slurped and bobbed up and down on the boy's wonderful stick. She took him deep into the mouth before releasing him to lick the glans. She knew he was close, young untrained boys always are. She lay her tongue along the underside as she bobbed her stretched lips bringing him deeper into her mouth. She felt Danny's trained tongue on her red abused nether lips and knew she was close.

Annie felt it first. She had one of her son's sacks her mouth when she felt it swell. Kathy felt it next as the swollen phallus began to pulse. He came in her open mouth. She didn't try to catch it or swallow it. She couldn't, she was coming simultaneously. Her orgasm welled up and came just as Jr.'s cum arrived and then spilled down his shaft to run down his scrotum and around his balls onto his mother's face. Annie felt her son's liquid cum and sucked up the creamy gift with her mouth.

Kathy cleaned up Jr.'s cock by sliding her mouth up and down the outside. Jr., spent and beginning to soften pulled back as Kathy gave Annie a deep kiss and shared her mouthful of cum with Jr.'s mother. Back and fourth the snowball went, before Kathy licked Annie's face to clean her up. 

Danny had felt his mother's orgasm just as he stroked himself to another one. Without a condom, he aimed his seed at Mrs. Sullivan's feet and ankles but with the wantonness of the situation, most spilled on the ground at about the same time the bowling alley operator came in his pants.

"OMG" that was the most amazing experience I have ever had, Annie purred with a soft voice. "I'm baked. Nothing more for me."

"Anyone want to go inside to clean up?" Kathy asked as she looked at disheveled hair and make of the woman she was lying on top of.

"No, I just want to go home." Annie uttered in a state of sexual exhaustion.

Jr. on the driver's side was fitting his fat cock back into his jeans. Danny on the passenger side was still hard and looking at Mrs. Sullivan's red dripping pussy in anticipation.

"Everybody jump in and I'll drop you two at your car." Jr. offered

Sliding out of the cab, Kathy's top was still wet and transparent from Annie's squirting. Annie lay contented on the seat and drew her legs up in a fetal position "I'm not moving". 

"Thanks for the offer Jr., but we'll walk, won't we Danny." Kathy responded, before adding. "Let's go back through the bowling alley, so we don't have to walk down the dark side alley."

Not sure how to handle an awkward situation, "I don't know what to say other than, thanks it was unreal, fantastic and see you tomorrow at nine a.m." was all that Jr. could think of as he gave Mrs. Andrews a hug and Danny a nod.

Danny closed the door on the sated Annie, while Jr. got back in the cab. As they drove off, Jr. saw in the rear view mirror, Danny holding the bowling alley door open for his mother.



The Long Weekend Ch. 29



Later Sunday Evening

Meanwhile back at Beth's, Jake had just finished cleaning the BBQ. He found it exhilarating to be naked, without worrying about being embarrassed by hiding a secret. His rampant cock had shrunk with the effort of the cleaning work and weight lifted off his conscience.

With a final wipe of the grille and the closing of the top he heard Mrs. Palmer call out. "I did not hear the answer to my earlier question. Shall I drive you back now or later? Possibly in the morning?"

As he entered the house with his soft cock hanging down below his six pack abs, he saw his naked host. Her absinthe colored scarf looped around her stately but aged neck. The scarf's tails hung down over each breast like unconnected suspenders. Standing on four inch matching stiletto heels, she turned to a three-quarter pose in an attempt to coyly entice him to stay longer. The scarf billowed out and exposed the side of her soft sagging breasts. Beth Palmer was very comfortable with her eighty-two year old body but knew this was perhaps one of her last chances to have sex with a very young man.

Her first boy friend was holder than Jake's nineteen years, and she had married her husband when she was just twenty-four. Gosh, she thought, I have grown up grand-children older than he is. She looked beseechingly at him hoping he would stay. She watched as his penis twitched and began to firm up. She had her answer.

"Shall we have a glass of wine and enjoy the fire?" Mrs. Palmer offered, indicating a bottle of white and two glasses she had purposely set up on the counter.

"Yes, can I give you hand to carry them out?" Jake replied as he moved forward conscious that his cock was rising.

"Yes, that would be nice and can I take your arm. I just put these shoes on to entice you to stay. Did they work?" Beth said beguilingly. "I'm not sure how steady I am on them and I don't want to fall over and embarrass myself."

"The shoes make you even sexier. It would be my pleasure to escort a beautiful lady." Jake caressed her ego with his voice.

As they sat on the cushioned bench in front of the fire place the light and shadows played over their naked bodies. The heat radiated out from the fire and from their own bodies to each other. Jake had never felt so marvelous. It was what he always wanted -- just to sit around naked with no apologies, no guilt.

"You seem to like this Jake. Nudism is really about freedom and openness. It allows people to be seen for who they really are without the accoutrements or adornment. It is being comfortable with who you are. Its not always about sex, it's about being free." Beth explained as she leaned back and took a sip of her wine. 

"I want you to feel totally comfortable about being naked and about being yourself" Mrs. Palmer continued as she slid her left hand onto the top of his hard naked leg. "You are a very handsome young man and if you are like your father, a nice person."

"I'm a lot like my father." Jake offered to reassure her about his intentions, as he nudged closer to her and put his long arm around her shoulder.

"I'm perfect here in front of the fire. Are you warm enough?" he asked the older lady.

"Jake, this is wonderful for me. My shoulders away from the fire are a little cool, but your arm is wonderfully warm." Mrs. Palmer said as she snuggled into his body. "You have an amazing body. But I guess everyone tells you that." she said into his ear as she continued to rub his leg with her small soft wrinkled hand.

"Many people do, and I guess that why I always wanted to be naked, to show it off. I enjoy that." Jake replied before continuing, "I love it when people look at me. I want them to. I want to show them my body especially my cock. I want them to want me."

"I do Jake. I told you earlier nudism is not about sex, but I hope tonight IS about sex. I want to enjoy you. I want you to enjoy me. Do what you want with me, but remember I am old, so you can be rough but don't hurt me." Beth offered openly before asking, "Why not stand up so I can see more of your luscious body."

With the offer that he had waited his whole life to hear, Jake removed his arm from her shoulder, extracted himself from their close position and stood up in front of her. Beth leaned back against the cushion and gazed at this god of a young man in front of her. She was almost overcome with joy and anticipation as she stared up at his youthful countenance.

"You move so gracefully. I must be wonderful to be young?" Beth encouraged.

"It's all the swimming and exercise that we do at the college. I'm a bit stiff from the last couple of days of work, so I am not as limber as I usually am." Jake explained as he walked and posed like an aspiring male model in front of room of photographers.

His ego fed his cock and the two began to grow simultaneously. He turned in circles to allow Mrs. Palmer to see his firm buttocks, his long hard thighs and his swelling cock. He put his hand on his hips and thrust his pelvis out like a Chippendale's salsa dancer.

"More, More!" urged Beth in an ebullient cry.

Jake began to gyrate his hips and looked down to see his cock, swing side to side in a widening arc. With his back to the fire pit, he stepped in closer to his host. He put his hands on his hips swung his hips aggressively from side to side causing his swelling cock to grow in length as it slapped against his thighs. Beth, gasped at its length and fatness. Brice had been much too big for her and her friend Jim at the club, while the right size, had trouble getting firm. She sat forward on the bench, putting her face close to his sex organ she looked at it lovingly. As it swung by on its graceful path she leaned in further so that it grazed her lips. Like a tennis match with her lips as the net, he skimmed his cock back and forth along her slippery red lipstick. She opened her mouth and held her tongue to wet his swinging member as it passed.

"May I?" Beth asked, looking up the tall lanky body in front of her to meet Jake's downward gaze.

"I was hoping you would ask." Jake replied, holding his position, if not thrusting his hips more wantonly toward her.

She slowly brought her hands up, gripped his slim hips as he stopped his gyrating. She brought her face closer as if mesmerized by allure of the strength of his manliness in front of her. She beheld the young man's hardness and knew she wanted to savor its beauty and its strength.

Beth was in a dream. She leaned in and pressed her face against his member. She rubbed herself onto his sex. and eagerly sucked the sides of his fat shaft and covered all of it with big wet slurpy kisses. His father's cock was too big for her, likely too big for anybody, but this cock was her cock, it was perfect. She worshipped it as the only thing in the world she wanted at that moment. She opened her mouth and raked it along the sides from scrotum to flaring head. Her lips and tongue never stopped nibbling and caressing the red lance that she hoped would soon be inside her. She felt her vagina spring to life as the sensations of his fat veined cock flowed down the nerves from her tongue to her sex. Her mouth was stretched perfectly as she felt the twinge of a small orgasm emanate from her swelling nether lips.

"Can you cum again so soon?" Beth asked willing the answer to be yes.

"With a lovely lady like you, I can cum all night long." Jake replied, with the answer she had been hoping for. "Is this what they mean by a boy toy?" she thought to herself. If so it's exactly what I have always wanted she told herself before wondering if the toy would last for the summer

"Then tell me how you want to cum. Because once I start I am not going to quit until you cum. Do you want to cum in my mouth, or on my tits?" Beth asked.

"In your mouth!" Jake gasped as she felt the familiar roiling in his scrotum indicating that the semen was rising in his balls getting ready to shoot out.

"Oh yes." Beth replied as her moved both her lips to encircle the end of his fat head. Her tongue tickled the pee slit at the end of this. Her tongue slid down the underside and let the length. Jake's cock fit sublimely into her mouth. She loved the feel, the shape, the taste, and the texture. She loved that it and he were hers for at least tonight.

She worked her hands along the shaft jacking this firm gift, into her mouth. Jake put his hands on the shoulders and nape of the neck of this old woman sucking so expertly on his cock. He began to slowly thrust his hips forward, driving his cock deeper and deeper into her mouth. Her lips and mouth were stretched exquisitely wide to accept him so fully. She felt him tense and the thrusts became quicker and shorter she knew he was on the edge.

She urged him on by circling her tongue over the sensitive head of his cock. She felt him push her hands away from his stiff member and replace them with his right hand. He began to lewdly beat off his cock. He knew exactly what he needed. He needed to show her how he comes. He needed her to watch him jerk off.

Beth felt the first explosive wad of sperm laden cream coat the inside of her mouth and she swallowed as much as she could. She gagged and she gasped at the second heavy rope of cum. The copious amount this young man produced was unimaginable to her. She shuddered, and she felt him withdraw to so he could stimulate the end of his cock and again aim his load into her mouth. He pulled his foreskin back and tight before putting just the fat bulbous head back into her mouth. She couldn't hold any more the creamy liquid ran out past her lips calling the length of his cock to fall in fine droplets over her tits. He held her head gently with his left hand and indicated he wanted her to stay on the end of this cock. He wanted her to stay there forever.

As he became soft, she continued to hold it in her mouth before loosening her lips and working her mouth up and down the length, cleaning the residual cum that had coated his fat shaft. She licked and she swallowed. She held his softening cock up to clean his soft hairless balls now emptied of their precious contents.

Her aching leaking vagina was a sign to her that he was right for her. She hoped she could convince him to believe the same thing.

"Mrs. Palmer, that was one of the best blow jobs ever you, are fantastic." Jake said breathlessly as he tried to regain his composure. He looked down to her hugging his hips with his wilted cock out of her mouth and across her cheek. 

She returned his look and smiled. "Thank you Jake, please sit next to me." she said. "I loved it. My long dead husband, used to say I was a slut when I wanted to do that to him. That's a terrible word, but I think I could be your slut. You have a perfect cock to go with a perfect body."

Wrapping his long arms around her shoulder he sat down and pulled her toward him and hugged her.

"Can I take care of you now?" Jake offered solicitously as he looked at her serene state could face.

"I'd love you use that tongue of yours on me, it's been a long time." Beth replied, "Will you do that for me Jake?"

"Lean back and I'll show you." Jake directed as he placed the cushion on the ground in front of her and knelt on it. Beth watched as she slid off the bench to kneel between her frail wrinkled legs which, with the strong young arms, he parted easily. She watched him leaned back on his haunches to take in the sight waiting in front of him. He saw her thin thighs leading up to small patch of white trimmed pubic hair. He saw the anticipation in her eyes.

He pressed forward and began to kiss and nibble on the inside of her knees. He showed her his long snake like tongue and began to lick from her knees along her thighs to her crotch. He could feel them begin to quiver as he neared her sex. He ran his hands along the tops of her legs and grasped the breasts sagging near to her waist. He pulled them to the sides so she could watch as his mouth hover over her vulva. With anticipation and fear she watched his tongue, that long delicious snake, the tongue that had overwhelmed her at dessert; begin to flick at her swelling labia. Tears of joy welled in her eyes, as she watched as the fire light and shadows dance over his shoulders and her chest to highlight the swirls and caresses of his tongue.

She felt her blood flow from her mind and from her heart to her sex. The elder labia had woken up and began to swell while the hood of her clit retreated, releasing the silky pearl of its treasure. Jake was abnormally careful with his foreplay. He had just met, he liked her. He knew, that as a friend of his parents, she was to be treated respectfully. 

Mrs. Palmer held her breath and watched silently as the tip of his tongue grazed her sex. He planted butterfly wings on her clit. He traced the contours of her lips. He broached the soft pink interior of her vagina with the hard tip of his tongue. Releasing her breasts he brought his hands to the underside of her legs to lift and splay them further apart. She thought she knew what to expect, but gasped when she felt her buttocks so effortlessly lifted off the cushions and her legs extended wide. No one had ever opened her up like that before. She was wantonly on display, vulnerable and helpless. She gasped out loud at the audaciousness of the boy holding her up. This is what she had offered. This is what she wanted but his control over her scared her. Jake sensed the lewdness of his act and cooed a soothingly reply, "Relax Mrs. Palmer, you'll love it."

He opened his arms like doing the butterfly swim stroke to give her a sense of comfort and balance. With her tiny feet high in the air, he settled her legs over his broad biceps. He leaned forward and with wide eyes, she watched him lay the length of tongue along her aching red gash. He covered the length of it with his hot wet tongue. Her head rolled back as she felt a sensation unlike anything she had ever experienced. So total was the contact that she felt she must be ecstatic. She felt her toes curl under as she yielded to the devastating sensation. She reached and grabbed at the back of his head to pull his face in tighter. She used her atrophied vaginal muscles to grip and pull at his tongue to encourage penetration. 

She came quickly and intensely. It was more that she could have imagined. Had she not been concerned about the neighbors, she would have shrieked to the starry sky. Instead she had an intense silent scream that echoed through her body, sent her abdomen into spasms and caused her to squeeze Jake's head with her trembling legs.

Jake settled her down with gentle kisses on her clitoris. He nuzzled in the wet public area and smeared her juices around with his face. Worried that he had gone too far to quick, he looked up to see her face streaked with tears of joy.

She couldn't speak, she was panting. Her face and chest were flushed as she lay back on the bench, suspended off his shoulders. She looked up at her young lover.

"Oh Jake. That was the most beautiful feeling I have ever had. No one has ever made me feel like that in my whole life. You are such a good lover. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you."

As she was thanking him, Jake carefully lowered her down and helped her get resettled on the bench cushions. When, to reseat himself, he stood up in front of her, she saw that his spent cock had resurrected itself and was becoming engorged with youthful blood.

"Can we go inside now?" Mrs. Palmer asked. 



The Long Weekend Ch. 30a



Late Sunday Evening

While Jake and Mrs. Palmer were enjoying the warmth of the outdoor fire-pit at her house, Jr. drove slowly away s from the bowling alley through the dark lane to the main street. He looked down to see his beautiful mother still almost naked on the seat unmoving. "Are you okay mom?" Jr. asked of his mother as he reached for the small loose blanket that he kept in the cab. With his free hand he flipped it open and covered her to keep her warm.

"I need to make one stop. It will only take a second, I promise." he said as he remembered there being a twenty-four hour pharmacy on the right hand side on their way of out of town. After two or three minutes driving, at the intersection with Lake Street, he saw the pharmacy and pulled into the well lit parking lot. Getting out of the truck Jr. advised his mother "I'll be bit back in just a few seconds don't worry."

Inside the pharmacy he bought a 12 pack of foil packaged condoms. He took them out of the box while inside the store and with a wink to the young sales girl, put six in his pocket. When he got to the truck, he put the remaining six into the glove box.

"Okay mom, were off now. I wanted to tell you that when I was picking up the truck earlier I got a call from Jake who said that his dad went back into town and that he'd be staying overnight at the house of his parent's friend where they went for dinner. Mom, that leaves just the two of us at home. It's never just been the two of us -- your friends always been around. Do you think we could have sleep together tonight? We have to be up early so Jr. won't catch us and tell stories." Junior asked his mom pleadingly. He had wanted to sleep with her for years but never had the chance tonight was ideal. He was desperate to sleep with her. He needed to sleep with her.

Looking down at his mother beseechingly, he slid a hand under the blanket and touched her bare shoulder before he ran his hand over the rolled up green jersey top. He held her large breast in his hand confidently and lovingly and he squeezed it firmly indicating the intensity of his question and the urgency of the answer.

His mother looked languidly up from the seat at the expectation in his eyes. She wanted the same thing. "Jake, how did you know? Of course it is alright, its something that I wanted as well."

Junior drove carefully as he didn't want to dampen the mood of his mother with the bumpy roads and the tight corners. By the time they got to the lake house it was completely dark and his mother had barely moved. Parking the truck he put it in neutral, took the key out of the ignition and looked down at his mother "We're here now mom, let me help you."

Walking around the truck to the passenger side he opened the door and looked at the soft feet of his mother. Her short legs were extended toward him as he pulled the blanket off and folded it up which left her lying almost naked in a fetal position. He reached up and grabbed her thighs and her hips and slid her toward him and stared at her dark red abused pussy lips caked with her own cum. The residue of her juices, from her experience with Kathy, were presented to him on the splayed thighs open in front of him. He slid his hands further up past her waist to just under her breasts. He slid his hands over her sides and under her shoulder blades and pulled her up and toward him. He lifted her up off the seat and helped her out of the truck. He noticed her skirt was around her waist, her top was above her tits as she stood there waiting for him to take action, waiting for him to lead her and finally, waiting for him to tell her what to do.

Junior wrapped his arms around his mother and gave her a warm hug. He casually reached and pulled her skirt down to a more respectable level - covering her hairless naked pussy. He reached up and grabbed the hem of her green jersey top and pulled it down to cover her shapely breasts and red pointed nipples. He moved the two of them away from the truck and he closed the door before they started walking up the stone path to the front door to the lower-level entry. He held onto her arm the whole way and he opened the front door and let his mother enter first before following behind closing the door.

"Do you want to stay down here?" Junior asked his mother

"I think I'd like to go upstairs and relax a little, I'm worn out." His mother replied and began to walk toward the stairway going upstairs.

"Mom, you started to tell me something earlier but then we got sidetracked with bowling. I wanted to know all about the weekend and what you meant about all the sex." Junior asked as he followed close behind her as she walked up the stairs. He watched her short skirt barely covering her bum. He was eye level with her behind he stared at the cheeks of her arse rolled side to side and every now and then caught a hint of her naked tiny pussy that was leading him upstairs with a trail of erotic aroma that wafted toward his nose as they grew closer to the main floor landing.

Reaching the top of the stairs and moving past the kitchen, Junior asked, "Why don't you tell me while we have a hot tub. No one's home, we can be naked, we can relax and not worry."

"Okay Junior, I guess you deserve to hear what's happened. Let's go outside. You take the top off the spa while I have a quick shower in the outdoor spa area, to clean up a bit." Annie directed, hesitantly agreeing to his request.

Junior watched as his mother, in her languid state, step out of her skirt and pull the top over her head. She was left standing in the middle of the room naked except for her shoes. He gazed at her in wonder. He loved his mother. He loved looking at his mother. He lightly stroked his cock through the outside of his jeans as he moved toward the patio to open the patio door, before moving over to the spa to turn it on and take the top off. After completing his work, he took off his shirt and stepped out of his jeans. He stood naked beside the spa and, as his cock started to rise, he gazed at his mother with the hot shower water pouring over her body. He watched as she ran her hands over her breasts down to her waist and hips and even lower to her private area. He watched as she bent over and soaked, lathered and clean off her legs and her feet. He watched as she turned the water off and walked toward him to join them at the spot. 

Jr. was watched her through the steam evaporating under the clear starry night. She appeared as an apparition of his boyhood fantasy. The single light from under the eave lit up her body and showed every curve and contour of his mother's body. When her left leg moved her sex was on display. When her right leg came forward it was hidden in the dark shadow of her thigh. Her breasts rolled and bounced as she came forward appearing chaste and vulnerable. Junior held his hand out to help his mother Annie, as she walked up the stairs. He held her hand and she stepped down into the hot water of the tub. As she set herself down her face passed his hardening cock hanging from his throbbing crotch. She let go of his hand and held onto his stiff cock for balance he planted his feet firmly as she used her fat fleshy erect walking aid, and gently lowered herself down into the tub, becoming partially hidden by the mist and steam.

Junior stepped down into the hot water sat on the bench across from his mother. Trying to catch her averted eyes, "Tell me mom, I'm all ears. I want to know, don't be shy." Junior gently demanded of his mother.

"I don't know where to begin. I'm a little bit embarrassed at what has happened. I don't want you to be mad at me or disappointed at me." His mother said earnestly in an apologetic tone as she continued to avoid his glance.

"Mom, I love you. Nothing you say will change that" Junior encouraged.

"Really, I don't know where to start. The night we arrived you know I went down to the lake to have a look around. Jake came down and jumped in the lake naked, then masturbated in front of me. I know you showed him pictures of me and you know he has spied on me. But he was so bold. He really put on a show and I did nothing to stop him.

Then when you boys went out that night, Brice and I had a hot tub, I wore my suit and so did he. In the tub he told me about he and his wife and buying the place but there I was in a hot tub with a person I had only met.

Later that night, because we were sharing a bathroom, I accidentally saw Brice naked and saw what a huge cock he had. I think he had a look at me as well, but I am not sure.

Then when I went to bed, I was anxious and scared and joined you downstairs where you let me cuddle next to you and I ended up sucking you off.

Saturday morning when I unpacked Brice's bags for him, I found some BDSM stuff in their luggage and a photo album showing Brice and his wife doing things...like you would not believe.

When you guys went into town to pickup supplies and get some lunch, I was getting some sun at lunch when Brice joined me and wanted to go down on me and frankly I was so horny I let him. He was eating me out to orgasm while I was waving from the balcony at you and Jake driving up the road to the house.

Then in the afternoon, you came up to say hello to me. You saw me sunning myself and you let me lick you before you came all over me

Before dinner, Jake was desperate for me to see his cock again so I let him show me. He wanted so very much for me to go down on him but I wouldn't.

Then when you helped me choose my outfit for the evening at the club, you brought me off with your tongue, before I went out with Brice to meet his friends

Then to be like everyone else at the club, I took my top off baring my breasts to everybody there.

I met Beth, whose house Brice and Jake went for dinner tonight. I also met Kathy and her husband and their son Danny and I also met Nancy who invited me to her place tomorrow. Kathy and her lady friends have been teaching Danny about sex and she said he is a wonderful student. I watched Kathy and Danny have sex and I don't know why really, but I let Danny finger me. It was his birthday and I felt like it was a gift to him.

Brice took off his shorts and I saw Brice's horse like cock and on the dance floor I accidentally touched his cock and he held my bum during a slow dance.

When we got home from the club, Brice was super horny and I did not want to have sex with him but I watched him masturbate

Sunday morning, I got up early and was going downstairs to see if you were okay, when I saw you and Jake with a woman.

Later Sunday morning I was getting some sun while speaking on the phone with your dad. Jake was spying on us and Sr. told me to show him my tits. I did. I encouraged him to watch and he got so horny, he came out of the house and went down on me. He has a wonderful tongue and brought me off.

At ladies day I saw Brice there, he was an auction prize (I'll tell you more later about that) but he had twosome with the tattooed girl from the clothing store and an a small Asian woman.

Kathy met me there and told me she was bi and wanted to go down on me and I let her. I have to tell you that I had a few girl friends at school years ago and it felt so good the way she did it.

She offered me a ride home and on the ride home, she drove and Danny touched me up a little. Kathy knew Brice and his wife and in fact had sex with them regularly. Kathy is likely the only person in the whole world who can deep throat Brice and Brice asked her to show me she could. While she went down on him, I got so hot I went down on her. I had not done that with another woman for thirty years. I just wanted to reciprocate for what she had done to me. She is super nice and super sexy.

We cleaned up and I lent her some clothes. Brice came to say good bye and caught us putting skin lotion on each other and got so horny. I felt bad for him so I gave him a tit job...I hope you don't mind. He needed it and had been so nice. Kathy licked off his cum and kissed me and pushed his cum back into my mouth...is that a snowball?

The rest you know.

I feel like such a slut, but I tried to be good. I never let anybody penetrate me and never went down on anybody but you. I am so ashamed but it all just happened. I did not mean to be unfaithful." Annie said as she completed the litany of her sexual escapades. She had purposely left out some details and only briefly alluded to others in an attempt to make is seem not as lascivious and debauched as it really was."

"Wow Mom, I can not believe what you just told me. I don't know where to begin. I want to get more details but I can see how you would be exhausted tonight." Jake said as he looked lovingly, but in wonderment, at his mother.

He gave her a loving squeeze and continued. "I understand. I've felt that way myself up here. Is it the mountain air, the freedom of the country life or the beauty of the lake? You have natural urges like all of us and I hear you saying that you tried to draw certain boundaries. I am not upset. Will you tell dad? Do you think he will be upset?" 

"Thank you Jr., you know I love you and your dad and don't want anything to happen to our family or relationship. I will do whatever you say. I will tell you dad in bits and pieces so he won't be mad. In fact I think he might like coming up here and meeting Jake's parents." Annie blurted out almost confessing.

Sliding along the circular bench, Jr. moved closer to the distraught woman and put his arm around her naked shoulder to comfort her. "There, there. It will be okay, don't you worry." Jr. said soothingly as he stroked her hair, the ends of which were wet and damp from the steam and stuck to her shoulders and the nape of her neck. He looked down to see her naked body below the warm foamy body. He was consoling but he was also horny. Her stories had gotten him hard. He was a bit embarrassed about the fact he was excited by her actions over the last few days, but he could not hide the hard truth. He reached under the water and began to stroke his mother's thigh and he gave her a gently one arm hug. Finding her hand under the water, he took it and put it on his rampant tool.

"How can I be upset, when you have done this to me? I'm sorry mom, but you got me horny again and I want you." Jake said with anticipation in his voice.

'I want to sleep with you. I want you to come to my bed. I dreamed about seducing you for years and now is the chance, now is the right time." Jake stated compellingly.

"I want to sleep with you too, Jr., but will you come to my bed instead? I want to welcome you fully into me. I want you to come to me." his mother beseeched, as she gripped his hard member and squeezed it as a signal she was ready.

When he had risen up out of the water, his red fat cock was like a flagpole. The steam rose off it as, Annie used it to help herself stand up. He gave her a big hug and pressed his sex into her abdomen. 

"Let's go. I'll get us some towels and close up the spa. You go and get ready. I'll be up in a minute." Jake organized as he helped her out of the tub and placed a soft towel over her shoulder and began to pat her dry.

As he put the cover on the spa he watched his mother walk through the patio door into what was going to be the fulfillment of his boyhood fantasy. With anxious trepidation he climbed up the stairs and entered the bedroom. He was momentarily disappointed as he saw it was empty. He saw the bathroom door open, the light on and heard his mother inside. He went around the room and turned the overhead light off and the bedside lamp on to create the romantic vision he had always of when he made love to his mother.

He went to the one way mirror to watch fondly as she took off her makeup in the bathroom. His eyes cascaded over her body; its perfect legs, bouncy bum, hint of a waist and its sultry shoulders. He watched the small of he back with its delicious contours as she pressed herself forward for a close up in her mirror. He moaned as she brushed her disheveled hair and reapplied some red lipstick.

He was hard and ready as he entered the bathroom door and came up behind her. She watched his tall toned body approach her and press himself into her back. He looked at her in the mirror lovingly, before reaching around to cradle her two breasts in his hands. 

"Would you put some lotion on me?" his mother asked, holding a white open tube.

Without a word, Jake took the tube, filled his palms with the silk creamy lotion and began to spread it on her shoulders, her upper arms and down her back. He caressed her skin in large circles then swept up and down before kneeling down to continue his application on her thighs.

He sat back as she turned around, and exposed her open sex to her son.

"Now the front. But be gentle." Annie said as she handed him the tube.

He filled his palms again and reached up to her chest where he laid his hands flat before dragging them down over her breasts, her nipples, her stomach and inner thighs. He pressed in, his body leaning against hers. His heat met her heat, as he rubbed the soothing cream into her skin. He made sure every pore was soothed and when he got to her belly button, he made little round circles inside it.

His mother held his head into her stomach. So close to where he had entered the world from and just below the nipples he had lived on for the first few months. 

"It's time Jr., take me to our bed."

Jr. rose up and like con-joined lovers they walked through the door into the bedroom. They were, for the first time; together, naked, willing, and anxious. They had all night. 



The Long Weekend Ch. 30b



Late Sunday Evening

Jake also had all night.

He had escorted his naked hostess into her house. Walking through family room to the hallway that led to the bedroom, Jake glanced in the full length mirror. He saw himself unabashedly naked with an old, similarly bare naked, lady on his arm. It not only seemed natural, it felt good.

They were just to people wanting sex, being open with each other and not apologizing for their ages or their excited states. Beth's high heels accentuated her walk, causing her hips to sway outrageously. Her large sagging breasts, like tennis balls in a tube sock, swung with each step as she held his arm tightly.

As they got close to the master suite, Jake heard a soft, "Give me five minutes to get ready for you, will you Jake?"

"Of course Mrs. Palmer." Jake replied as he felt her release his arm and watched her totter into the room, before he wandered around the rest of the house. It was a typical widow's house, very neat, lots of family pictures that he stopped to looked at. He found pictures of her and her late husband, obviously pictures with their children and her grand children. Jake spied one color photo and realized it was Beth with his mom and dad. She had a real collection of memories to fill her shelves and her days. With that realization, he decided that he would leave her with some memories of the evening with him.

As he walked back to where he left his jeans and he took out his camera phone and formulated ideas, he heard softly, "Jake, I'm ready."

He strolled confidently down the hall and stopped at the entrance to the well lit room. Nothing shy about her, he thought as he looked to see her naked and uncovered, spread out on the crisp white sheets. From each corner of the four-poster bed hung long colored scarves not unlike the absinthe colored one she had been wearing earlier. She was spread eagle on the bed holding the top two scarves in her hands. She looked up at him in anticipation and watched as he took in the sight.

"I've never had a young man in here and I don't want to miss anything. Do you mind the lights on? My old wrinkled body doesn't put you off?" Beth asked as she looked at him standing there looking at the offering she was making to him.

"No, Mrs. Palmer, I'm a horny teenager and you are a sexy lady. No problems in that department." Jake confessed. Although only minutes before he had ejaculated into her mouth, the lewd sight in front of him caused the stirrings in his cock to flow to the satiny mushroom knob at the end of his fat shaft. The flared head began to pulsate with renewed interest and he dropped his hand to lightly caress its growing length. Mrs. Palmer watched as he squeezed its length and stretched it out. He circled the flared head with his fingers as he began the slow enticing walk toward her. 

Beth's eyes were agog with the handsome teenager walking toward her. She gripped the long scarves tighter to quell her arousal. She clamped her legs together to force the lips of her vulva together, staunching the flow of her leaking juices. She was quiet as a mouse as he stood next the bed and displayed is rampant cock and swollen balls to her. 

Jake had thought about squeezing her sagging tits earlier in the evening. She liked that and he took her gripping the scarves to be a message. He lay the camera phone down on the bed with one hand and released his cock with the other. He stood next the bed and let her stare at him. He swelled with pride that he could mesmerize his hostess with his hard body. 

"Can I help you with those?" Jake asked as he put one knee on the bed and reached for the closest scarf. He looped the ends around her wrist and gently but firmly tied her arm above her head. Her eyes closed with nervous excitement as he stretched further over the double bed to tie the other arm the same way. Bound securely to the bed post she looked longingly at the cock that was lewdly stretched out before her face. 

She tried to raise her head to reach his cock but found that it was just inches too far away. Jake, lowered his pelvis slowly. She watched, it was as if by magic, his perfect cock was being lowered to within her range of motion. She felt it across her lips and then begin to slide back and forth over her mouth. She opened her mouth and tried to catch the fat end as it slid by. She was disappointed at not being able to fully capture it but soon realized Jake had turned around and was now kneeling over her face, allowing his hairless balls to land on her lips. He stretched himself down the length of her body and placed his mouth near her crotch. He smelled the scent of rose water and lavender powder that she had patted on her sex. He breathed in deeply as he lowered his mouth and began to blow softly across her swollen labia. His long tongue bathed her from her clit to her anus as she rolled her pelvis up to meet the lingual onslaught. 

Sitting back up on his haunches he rested his quivering nutsacks on her mouth, enabling her to continue to worship them.

"I'm ready, do you think you are ready?" Jake asked as he rocked his nether regions on her face.

All he heard was a muffled "Um um." Taking that to mean yes, he swung his legs back to the edge of the bed to stand up in a rather bent over fashion. He looked down at her yearning eyes as he let his own eyes travel down the length of her old body.

He touched the hip furrow of her left leg and felt her tense up. "Relax, Mrs. Palmer." Jake said in a soothing voice as he traced his hand down her thigh over her knee to her foot. He took the scarf tied to the lower bed post and brought it up to her ankle before securing it. He took a pillow from the head of the bead and gently urged her hips up and slid it under her bum. Walking to the other side of the bed, he guided he right leg out toward the bottom corner of the bed before securing it with the last loose scarf.

With her hips thrust upward, she was spread eagle with her vagina a yawing craving cavern waiting to be explored. As she looked up with excitement and trepidation, she saw that her pendulous breasts had fallen to the sides and she had a clear view down her body. She watched as Jake, climbed on the bed and placed his knees gently under her thighs. She was splayed open like on a sow on a spit but when she felt this hot soft skin contact hers she inhaled sharply with what she had hoped would be exquisite joy to come. He reached over and picked up his camera phone.

"You don't mind do you?" he asked.

"Mind what?" Mrs. Palmer asked, not knowing the reason for the question.

"If a take a few pictures for your album. I noticed you have lots of pictures outside and thought it would super sexy to take a few of you tonight." Jake explained.

"Oh, Jake! Take as many as you want. I'm too old too worry." the tied up woman agreed. "Just hurry. I've waited so long."

Jake went into camera mode and began to take full length and close up pictures of his aging lover. He included pictures of his cock pressed against her nether lips. He spread her cunt with his fingers and captured the pink inside flesh. He put the camera down and Mrs. Palmer felt him lay his member along the inside of her labia like a hot dog in a bun. She looked down to see the large pink head rising up above her sparse but trim landing strip. She felt its heat as it pressed against her. She had felt his father's monster cock earlier in the day and was disappointed that as usual it would not fit. Now she had the son ready to penetrate her and she held her breath. 

Jake picked up the camera phone and with a 3mp lens, got some hot photos of his cock laid along the red gash.

'Now, Jake.....please.....now." Mrs. Palmer almost cried, urging the young man to mount her. 

She saw Jake dip his hips. She watched the red enflamed head disappear below her mons before she felt the wide flared shaft nudge at her entrance, an entrance that for years had been absent of male visitors. Jake pushed slowly but urgently trying to gain entrance. He saw her, wince as he strove to find the hole.

"Jake, I've got some lube in the drawer." Mrs. Palmer suggested as the difficulty of the assault began to strain her hips.

With the request, Jake dismounted and went to the bedside table. Under a box of tissues he found and opened a drawer and lying along side a romance novel was the lube. Taking the small bottle, he dribbled it liberally on his cock. Placing the bottle down, he leaned over the bed and laid his oily cock into her palm. 

"Can you get me ready, Mrs. Palmer?" Jake asked as he began to piston his rod in and out of her hand. Mrs. Palmer turned her head to the side to watch her fist smear the oily substance over his meaty cock and palm it onto the purple red flaring head. She readily stroked it up and down, ensuring it was completely lubed.

Jake returned to the foot of the bed and on his knees, like a rampant stallion, approached her raised pelvis. She lay in agonizing wait for his wild raging cock to approach her sex. His cock became larger and larger as he got closer. Her desperation was palpable as her hips began to tremble with excitement. Jake reached down and traced a finger over her labia, and felt her vagina try to clamp over his finger. He slid it in slowly as his tied-up hostess squirmed under this touch. He withdrew and slid two fingers, then three, then all four fingers into the yearning vagina. With his hand fully inserted he rubbed her exposed pearl of a clit with his thumb.

He felt her wetness cover his fingers and deemed she was ready.

"Here we go." Jake called out as he withdrew his fingers and maneuvered his cockhead to the entrance to her vagina.

Mrs. Palmer strained her head only to see the tip of his slippery glistening shaft, only moments before hidden by her mons, nudge her lips apart. With a deft flick of his hips, he aligned his shaft with her fleshy tunnel, slid the surging head past her spasming entrance and in one firm thrust of his hips, he buried the length of this cock into her.

"Oh my, Oh my, Oh my, Jake, Jake Jake, Oh my. Don't move. Don't move." Mrs. Palmer moaned as she let her head fall back on the pillow to ease the pressure on her tied arms straining at the scarves holding them tight. The pillow under her bum, had tilted her pelvis to the ultimate angle to accept his sex. She had never felt this full. Jake's dad was too big and had never been able to penetrate her. Her long since husband had not been as large as Jake, while her current friend Jim was never firm. She used what little strength she had left to squeeze her little used inner muscles around his cock in a desperate attempt to keep him there for ever. Her toes curled under with pleasure at the fullness she felt. His cock fit her perfectly. 

Jake heard Mrs. Palmer's request and with the root of his cock rubbing on her clit, he was deep into her as he could be. He dug his knees into the starchy sheet which allowed him to apply more pressure deep inside on her uterus.

He watched as her face became streaked with tears. Fearing he had hurt her, he began to withdraw.

"No Jake, stay still." Mrs. Palmer blubbered. Her contorted face was one of ultimate pleasure as she held onto the moment.

"It's all too marvelous. Okay Jake, slowly now. FUCK ME please." the urgent voice of his trussed companion called out.

Jake began gentle rhythmic thrusts of short duration, before almost withdrawing then plunging back in. They soon developed a rhythm that allowed his cockhead to tease her labia before sinking in deep to knead her uterus. Tied up, she was powerless to respond beyond trying to rock her pelvis in time with his. Jake reached forward and grabbed her hips. He held her fast as he continued to drive home his cock. 

The lubrication had done the trick and once his member was inside, her vaginal walls stimulated it in a manner neither of them had never experienced. It was if her cunt was a perfect match for his cock. His whole being was stimulated as he continued to pound relentlessly into her.

He felt his own release building up and with a groan, he slammed hard into her and held himself deep.

"Oh Jake, that's it, cum for me, cum in me." Mrs. Palmer cried out with abandon as she felt this boy planting his seed further inside her than any man had ever done. She continued to try and thrust her hips against him but his strength glued them together at their sex, while he erupted deep within her.

He bucked and thrust his final jets of semen deep into her cervix. He gasped for air as he experienced a tremendous orgasm. He looked down at this old lady lover and with a sated smile asked, "Did you come too?"

"No Jake, I didn't. I came earlier outside when you licked me. I might be able to come again if you get my vibrator out of the other bedside drawer."

Jake withdrew and with a glistening softening erection he walked around the bed and took a tissue to wipe himself off. He looked in the drawer and found a purple 6" vibrating dildo in a cloth case. He turned around and sat on the edge of the bed and turned on the machine. He lay down next to his splayed volunteer captive and putting a leg over hers, pressed his flaccid member onto her thigh. He ran the vibrator down from the nape of her neck over her flushed breasts and distended nipples before continuing down her abdomen to her crotch.

He gently guided the purple sex toy over her clit and watched as she struggled to raise her hips to meet it. He ran it slowly over her lips, on either side of her vulva and paid special attention to the gaping the entrance to inner fleshy canal.

He laid it along the length of her vulva, sending pulsations racing through her body as he slid it back and forth. He slid it further down and held the vibrating tip against the smooth bare skin between her labia and her ass. He let it slip a little further and Mrs. Palmer felt the smooth oval end push against her constricting rosebud. He bent down and took one of her resplendent nipples in his mouth and began to suck while he teased her. To her dismay he let go of her aching nipple. She felt him move his head lower and felt his long tongue seek her clit. He aligned the toy and slipped the smooth curved head of the dildo into her. He began gentle pulsations, inserting deeper and deeper into her ass. He watched her eyes close, her lips quiver and her head begin to roll from side to side.

"yes, Yes, YES......" she loudly cried out. "Oh my god, Oh My God, OH MY GOD....." she yelled as her body began to shake uncontrollably.

Jake used the toy like a master and urged her higher and higher.

With a banshee like wail, she collapsed. Satisfied, sated and overwhelmed with emotion, she tried to curl up in a little ball but was held tight by the scarves.

Jake withdrew the vibrator and laid it on the bed. He picked up the camera phone and took some more pictures of her obscene pose. He knelt between her legs to digitally capture his semen leaking out of her abased pussy. He took a few tissues and cleaned up the cream pie between her legs. He took the top sheet and blanket and gently covered her.

"Don't leave me Jake. Don't leave me like this." she said in a barely audible whisper.

"I'll be back in a minute. Don't worry." Jake consoled her as he left the room for the kitchen. 

When he arrived there, he noticed the tray with the white wine and the two glasses. The wine was warm so he selected a number of ice cubes from the freezer and placed them in a bowl. This should cool it down he thought as he carried the tray back into the bedroom and placed it on the bedside table. 

He felt absolutely marvelous at being unabashedly naked. His climax had left him momentarily satisfied and his cock hung proudly. Mrs. Palmer noticed all of this as she recuperated from the pounding she had just take from the young man beside her bed. She turned her head to the left, and looked up at Jake. She saw him take an ice cube from the bowl and bring it close to her lips. With a small smile, he traced the icy cube across her lips. She felt the cold tantalizing slipperiness titillate her lips. She parted her lips and pressed her tongue against it. Jake watched as she received what he had to offer. She held his gaze as she sucked on the cool blue cube. Jake lifted away from her mouth, and placed it on her neck just below her ear. Mrs. Palmer winced as she felt the coldness in such a vulnerable spot. He drew it down her body over her chest and between her breasts. He brought it back up to her chest and ran it down the length of one of her tits, before drawing circles around the outer edge of her areola. He pressed the ice in harder and felt the heat of her flesh lightly begin to melt it. He turned it flat against her nipple went around, and around, and around until Mrs. Palmer felt it growing numb. Her pelvis was quivering with feelings she was having. He watched her face, as he drew the ice slowly up her one breast, and slid down the other one. He repeated the same procedure but this time, he squeezed her nipple tight against the icy block. Just like the ice cream in the kitchen, Mrs. Palmer loved the feeling. Jake knew this and wanted to tantalize her more. While he iced one nipple he grasped the other one in his fingers to pull and stretch it until it was long, red and firm.

He watched her squirm as the concentrated feeling was becoming overwhelming. When he was satisfied that she was on the edge, he let the ice cube slide down her body and drew it closer and closer to her groin. He watched as her hips rose up to meet him. She thrust her pelvis upward, to try and entice his fingers closer and closer. He knew what she wanted and he would give it to her later rather than sooner. He picked up the ice and walked around to the foot of the bed. He looked down the length of her body and saw her red swollen abused sex. He looked past her mons and saw the dark discolored nipples at the end of long soft breasts hanging down beside her waist. He looked up past her breasts and saw a contorted face with quivering lips waiting in anticipation and eyes staring at the hand with the ice cube.

Jake brought the ice cube up to her ankle, before sliding it up to the back of her knee. He held it there as she lay helplessly, against the cold invasion in this most sensitive spot. He watched her legs tremble as he smeared the wet water coating the ice on her in her side thigh as he slid the ice cube closer and closer to her swollen dark red abused labia. He ran it up one side of the outer lips and down the other side. He ran it up and down again and the next time, when he got to the top, he held it there. She sighed loudly as the overwhelming sensation pierced her loins. She was helpless, she was a little afraid, but she hoped, he was like his dad and wouldn't hurt her.

Jake, felt the trembling body, and watched the icy water trickled down to red opening, soothing the heat and the soreness from his aggressive penetration. He uses other hand to pull her lips apart, exposing the pearl white clit that for years had been hidden from a man. He wiped the icy coolness across the clit and watched it accept its presence. It retreated before swelling and becoming more prominent. He brought the ice cube between her lips at the entrance of her vagina and held it there as he watched her throat contort, her mouth become tight and her eyes open in shock as she felt the invader and its intrusion into her most secret place. He kept sliding the ice cube down until it reached her anus. He spread her cheeks apart to allow full contact with the tightly constricted dark brown ring. While he held it there with his left hand, he used his right thumb to tweak and caress her clit. He used long strokes with his thumb down the full length of her sex before coming back up to rub the demanding nub.

"I think you're ready for another orgasm." Jake offered as he began to stimulate her vagina more fully. While still holding the ice on her rosebud, he slid three fingers into her vagina as deeply as he could. He worked his fingers back and forth reaching her most intimate spots, stroking the inside of her, curving his fingers up to try and grasp and manipulate her G-spot. He kept his thumb on her clit as he worked his fingers incessantly deep inside her. Soon, all he had to do was hold his hand steady as she did all the work. Mrs. Palmer thrust and drove herself on his impaling fingers. Her body was trying to roll from side to side, and her breasts were flopping wildly, as she fought against her restraints to further experience the sensations Jake was giving her. Jake withdrew the ice cube, and focused his attention on his hands. The ice cube melted on the bed and the cold wet water ran under her as he withdrew his fingers and replaced them with his left thumb. He then took his right thumb and applied it directly on her clit. He ran it rapidly up and down while simultaneously thrusting his thumb deeply into her. He watched her fight against the frustrations of her restraints. He knew she was getting closer. She knew she was getting closer. She wanted to be there. It was only moments away, as she allowed his blatant unbridled exploration of her sexuality. She had offered herself to him, now he was taking her up on her offer




The Long Weekend Ch. 30b



With that realization she was completely his, she was his to do with her whenever he wanted, gave her the freedom to let herself go. She moaned and cried out as she came with the second deep orgasm within minutes of the first. She had never experienced multiple orgasms before and the depths of the emotion filled her to her core. Tears welled up in her eyes as she felt her uterus, her vagina, her vulva....explode with sensation. She flooded his hand with her juices. The excess fluid flowed onto the bed and soaked the mattress. It's rich deep pungent odor infused the room was sex and recorded the fact that she had squirted in ecstasy. It had never happened before. She didn't know what to make it. The full and total release took her breath away in tears of joy flowed down her face with its release.

Jake watched her emotional and physical release with satisfaction and pride. He had never seen someone so totally committed to an act of sex, so totally committed to him. He withdrew his fingers from her insides and his thumb from her clit before he placed them gently on her hips to hold and soothes the shaking body

"There, there Mrs. Palmer. That was beautiful. You are beautiful." Jake said in a voice like aloe vera that soothed the shattering experience she had just been through.

"Let me untie you now." Jake offered and saw that she could only nod her head. She was speechless, she was overcome; she was sated. He untied the ankle restraints and massaged her ankles where the red marks showed the intensity of the struggle against the knots. He walked around to the side of bed and did the same thing with her left wrist, then slowly walked around to the other side and untied her right wrist. He took her two arms, hands and wrists and rubbed them to bring back the blood flow and to also continue the intimate contact that they had to share

"Jake, I don't know if I could do that again. I've never experienced anything like that. It was what I had always hoped. It was what I was always dreamt it would be like. It was the most intense, the most exquisite and the most intimate thing I have ever experienced." Mrs. Palmer said to Jake she looked up into his eyes.

"Lie with me a minute, let me show you the same thing." She offered as she almost lifelessly patted the bed beside her.

Jake was intrigued by the idea and knew the night was still young and they had lots of time.

"Let's just sit here together naked and have a glass of white wine and catch her breath. We have all night, don't we?" Jake replied

"Yes we do have all night. But I am not sure if I can keep up. You know you can stay over any night. I love seeing you naked Jake. I've never seen anyone handsomer or sexier than you are. Which glass was mine?" Mrs. Palmer replied pulling herself up into a sitting position and bed and drawing the covers up over their legs.

Jake put his arm around her shoulders as they sat up in bed and drank wine. Mrs. Palmer laid her head on his shoulder as she offered to clink glasses with her young lover.

"Jake, I don't know how to say this so it doesn't sound corny. You are the best lover I have ever had. Mind you, I have not had a lot of men in my life, but what you have done for me tonight is something I have waited sixty years for. I thought I knew what I missed during those years by not having someone like around but now I know. I completely underestimated the feelings. You are magnificent." Mrs. Palmer said as she pushed her body into his.

Jake beamed with pride. He always thought he was handsome. He always thought he knew women. He always thought, but now he knew. Sure she had little experience, and was older than his own grandmother, but tonight she was his equal in bed. His ego swelled with pleasure not conceit. He had been raised differently than that. His cock swelled with blood and lust as she persisted with the compliments.

Mrs. Palmer turned to put her empty glass down on the bedside table and when she rolled back she continued until her face met his chest. Her hand caressed his firm developed pecs and her fingers soon began to circle his small yet masculine nipples. Her mouth sought his nearest nipple and mouthed the small red nub. Jake felt a sensation that was new and he responded by sticking out his sternum to allow her greater access. She nipped at him while continuing to caress his chest. She let her hand stray down his firm abdomen before she began to trace out the pattern of his ribbed six-pack abs. 

She found his belly button and poked her finger in it to tease him before sliding her hand down to the root of his engorged cock. He was firm but not hard. He was perfect.

"Jake, you have a magnificent body. I love it. Look how toned and taut it is compared to my old wrinkled one." Mrs. Palmer suggested as she reached out under the cover, finding a route to his cock.

"My turn now Jake. Relax." Mrs. Palmer directed as she watched her saliva drip from his nipple. "Slide down in the bed my darling."

Jake slid down and he could feel her sparse wiry pubic hair ride his leg down all the way. Pushing the covers back so he could see, Jake watched as she shimmied down his leg until her mons was pressed against his knee and her labia opened against his knee cap. She gripped him like a widow would a dutch wife and lay along his powerful thigh like a person might lay bareback on a horse. This position allowed her cheek to rest on his abdomen. 

The smooth skin of her face from three year old face lift compared favorably with his toned body. Her less tight neck gave way to a wrinkled body that ached for his touch. His cock lay restlessly along this thigh until she touched it and held it adoringly in her hand. She kissed his stomach and licked his belly button where she had so recently teased him with her fingers. Jake had never been the recipient of such attention. He had sex, lots of sex, but he had initiated it. He had pushed his cock into their mouths, their pussies, and their asses while he sought release. He had never given himself to anyone as freely and openly as he was to her and as she did to him. He felt his leg get wet as she humped his knee, driving her soft red gash back and forth over the smooth knee cap as if it was a giant dildo.

She lifted his cock to point to his belly button and stroked it and gave it gently kisses. She reveled in his masculine strength, his teenage body and his adolescent eagerness as she slid her tongue down the swelling shaft until she reached his balls. She could taste the rosewater and lavender talc mixed with his sweet cum that remained from his penetration of her sex. Remembering what her panties smelled like on wash day, Mrs. Palmer also picked up a trace of her own juices at the base of his cock. She visualized his cock buried so deeply in her that his root, his abdomen were wet by her arousal. She licked each testicle individually before taking one of them completely into her mouth. She looked up at him with it in her mouth and pulled her lips tight as she drew it away from his body. His cock began to surge and bounce with each oral simulation. She forced his legs apart, as she slid further down to work her tongue lower. She could smell the musk of his ass and pulled his cheeks wide. She had never done that before to anyone. She used to think it was a filthy unnatural thing to do but she read in Cosmo that it people did it and she wanted to do it for him. He had given her unsurpassed sensations and she wanted to give him the same. She rimmed him.

His hips twitched with the new sensation and he looked down to see only the top of her head between his legs. He threw his head back and let himself be used. She abandoned herself in the assault of his body and relished the effect she was having on him. She let him feel what she had just enjoyed.

Jake felt her crawl back up his body so that her hips were on his thigh. He felt anxious and saw that he was hard.

"Jake, are your ready? Can I go on top? My husband never let me and I want to feel your penis in me." Mrs. Palmer asked as she laid her grey landing strip of pubic hair along the length of his leaking cock.

"I'm almost always ready. Sit up now." Jake directed with confidence. He reached down and cupping her shoulders, help her stay steady as she drew her knees up along side his hips. 

"I knew those senior pilates and yoga classes would come in handy" Mrs. Palmer offered as she felt her groin stretch open as her knees met the sheet on either side of his body. She looked down at the young boy underneath her. She had dreamt of this moment and now it was about to be a reality.

'I'll steady you. Reach down and lift up my cock as you rise up. Then sit on me." Jake directed to a woman who already knew what to do. He watched as she sat upright and moved his cock from lying on his stomach to vertical. He watched her face was full of eager concentration as she began to feel his cockhead press against her wetness. She lowered herself slowly down. She felt her labia open, her vagina receive his cock. She impaled herself ever so slowly on his rampant lance and let herself slide down until she had taken all of him and she was sitting with all her weight on him.

"That's it cowgirl. Let's ride." Jake called out foolishly to lighten the mood and encourage her that it was good for him as well.

The new sensations flooding through her body, caused her chest to flush and her neck to get red. Jake began getting thrusts of his loins forcing her to rise up. They soon found their rhythm as Mrs. Palmer found a burst of energy. She felt the head of cock push against the inside of her abdomen as his cock fought against the strain of being vertical. She rose and lowered herself in time with his bucking and soon they had found a steady cantor.

She seemed steady enough and Jr. slowly moved his hand away from her arms to grab her swinging breast. He grabbed each of them firmly and used them like reins to guide his rider. Mrs. Palmer suddenly leaned forward and placed her hands on his chest. Fearing the worst, Jake looked at her in alarm but suddenly felt her using her kiegel muscles to squeeze his cock.

"I used to ride horses bareback you know." she gasped as she worked herself on her boy toy. "When I was a girl I could ride all day."

Jake stepped up the pace of his thrusts and steadying herself with one arm, she reached her free hand to the space between her clit and his abdomen. She began to stroke herself with one hand like a bucking bronco rider. She closed her eyes and imagined the big firm leather horn of a western saddle abusing her clit as she rode.

Jake kept up the pace and began to feel her muscles squeezing new life into his cock, working this cream up the shaft. He closed his eyes, not to fantasize but to concentrate on the sensation. He wanted to be ready when she was and he knew she was close.  

"Huh, Huh, Huh" Mrs. Palmer grunted as the sexual pressure on her insides and her mind built to the point of release.

'Now............................" she cried as she squeezed with her legs, her cunt and gripped his arms so forcefully she would leave marks.

'Yes, yes, yes." Jake cried as he came with her. Horse and rider crossing the line in a photo finish. 

Jake held his hips high thrusting in as far as he could. She pressed back as much as she could. They stayed together until Mrs. Palmer slumped to his chest and held his shoulders.

Jake dropped his hips and caught his breath as his elderly hostess lay exhausted over him. A few minutes passed before Jake rolled her off onto her side and watched her roll onto her stomach and curl into an exhausted ball.

Jake had was in awe of the woman who had kept up with him, if not led him through an evening of wanton, licentious lust. She was quite a lady he thought.

He pulled the blanket over her. He got up, closed the lights and crept into bed beside. He could have made all the noise in the world, she would not have noticed. She was about to sleep better than she ever had.

He lay there looking up at the ceiling surround by an air of rose water and lavender that hung heavy with the smell of their ejaculations. He wondered what Jake and Annie were doing as he drifted off to sleep.



The Long Weekend Ch. 30c



Late Sunday Evening

He lay there looking up at the ceiling surround by an air of rose water and lavender that hung heavy with the smell of their ejaculations. He wondered what Jake and Annie were doing as he drifted off to sleep.

Annie and Junior walked slowly, fatefully toward the king-size bed that was waiting for them. Junior let his mother go first and she climbed on the bed and claimed her usual side. Junior watched with loving anticipation as she moved across the sheets before looking back to encourage him to join her. She scooted over and patted the bed making abundantly clear to Junior was he was to do. He didn't need to be invited twice and was soon lying on his side looking at her. He draped his arm over her hips feeling her knees and thighs pressed together. It was a wonderful, magical feeling that they were so in tune with each other, and with no one around, they could do something they had both secretly desired to for years but had kept hidden from each other. Junior traced his hands down her leg and began to work his body down in the bed planting little kisses along the side of her abdomen and ending at her hip.

"Junior, you don't have to do that." his mother said plaintively, "Let's just enjoy each other gently."

"I don't have to do it, I want to do it. I want to show you that everything that happened to you over the last few days has only made me love you more and is not changed a thing between us." Junior said shushing her up as his tongue began to trace the circles from her hips over her smooth silky skin taking the long route to her smooth vulva. He pushed on her hip forcing her more on her back before reaching down to push her legs apart allowing him better access to the place that he always dreams about. He looks at her lips soft labia forming a red pink clamshell. He begins to nuzzle into her sex.

Her cell phone rings loudly and with the personalized ring tone she knows its Sr. They both stiffened, not knowing what this will do to the mood.

"I need to take it. I haven't talked your dad in a while. Stay where you are, don't stop what you are doing." His mother says she reaches for the phone lying on the bedside table.

"Hi Sr. I love you. How is it going? Will you be home to more night? I really miss you." Annie says to her husband hundreds of miles away.

"Annie darling, I miss you like crazy and I had to call. Things are okay here. It's been a long haul. I'm just sitting in bed having a warm beer and looking at pictures of you on my laptop computer. I've got a flight booked it all goes well I should be home by 930 or 10 tomorrow night. What have you been up to, and what are you doing now?" Sr. responded enthusiastically over the phone.

"Junior's been working real hard and I've been lying around. I feel badly about that but I really enjoyed it. Junior and I went bowling with some friends we met and we just got back to the house. I am bushed it's been a long day. It's just the two of us here tonight. Brice went back to town to deal with an emergency, his son Jake is staying over with somebody else so we're here alone. I just got into bed in Junior is having something to eat. "What pictures are you looking at?"

"Pictures of you that we took in Vegas last summer. You are gorgeous. So sexy. I'm getting hard just looking at them." Sr. said with a bit of embarrassment that even she could hear over the phone line. Junior had slowed down his attention to his mother as he was listening snippets of the phone call with one earl. He lay with his head on her thigh and looked up past her swelling vulva to watch her face trying to hear the conversation.

"Sr., not the Vegas pictures, those pictures were supposed to stay on the home computer and not leave the house. Their private you promised no one would ever see them." Annie chastised him.

"I know love, but I put them on a thumb drive so I could take them away with me. When I look at the pictures of you and I in Vegas last year, it keeps me out of the bar. I get real horny, then jerk off and then fall asleep. I stay of out trouble this way." Sr. confided.

"I love the ones of you around the pool, in you in that tiny yellow bikini you bought. Everyone was looking at what a gorgeous woman you were and I was so proud to be recognized as the lucky man you were with. I bet the boys are enjoying looking at you. I know that I get so hard looking at them, I think that maybe we should plan on going to some clothing optional place so I could really show you off. Would you like that?" Sr. asked, taking a wild gamble that over the phone he could propose something that he might be too embarrassed to try at home.

"Sr.! Stop that. I am not sure you could handle a clothing optional place you would have a constant erection." Annie cut him off as she was worried about sharing too much information with her son who she could see was listening intently.

"That's the idea love, I love it when you are hot. It makes me hot. I love it when people look at you. I bet the boys are enjoying you in your bathing suit? They must be all hot and bothered like I am now." Sr. persisted about the boys and asked the leading question, hoping that she would tell him some tidbits of information.

"I know you love it, Sr., and frankly I am intrigued by the idea." Annie replied and Sr. heard hope in her voice. Thinking quickly and choosing her words carefully she continued. "To be honest, there is a clothing optional place here and a lady friend of Brice's invited me over there today for Ladies Day. It was just ladies and it felt wonderful to be naked. I was scared at first but I did like it. I am not sure how I would feel with men around." Annie admitted, making a scaredy face to her son Jr. who was looking up at her intently. It was a sin of omission.

'You went to one today! I want to hear all about it. Was everybody naked? Any good bods? I bet yours was the best body there." Sr. almost yelled in excitement down the phone.

"You would have like it, because we were all women, but you would not have been allowed. It was all very nice and quite wonderful actually." Annie continued but at the same time heard her phone beeping. "Sr. I think my phone is going to die. It wasn't fully charged and I did not bring the charger so you may lose me."

"Annie, luv, I hope I never lose you. You are special, but I do know I will see you both at home tomorrow nigh.........." Sr. was saying when only silence was heard on the line.

"Damn, the phone died." Annie swore with disappointment.

Feeling so in love with Sr., made her position with Jr. awkward. 'Jr. just come here and hold me, would you."

"Mom..." Jr. whined but knew the moment was lost. "Sure, scooh over." Jr. said as he crawled back up alongside his mother.

His mother rolled over onto her side with her back to him. He spooned her and felt his hard cock slip between her thighs. 

"Mom, if I am going to lie here like this, I want to put it in. I'll get a condom." Jr. said in a tone that suggested there would be no opting out. He reached to his jeans which lay on the floor next the bed and took out a condom. 

"Hurry Jr., I want to finally feel you in me." Annie replied hoping to placate his disappointment. 

"Mom, that what I want too, it'll take just a sec to put it on." Jr. offered. He repositioned himself between her legs, slipped on the sleek condom and placed his hand under her upper thigh. She raised her leg willingly welcoming his sex to hers. He held the leg up allowing him to find her hole. He tilted his hips forward and felt the soft entrance waiting for him. He slid in gently, continuously until he was in to the hilt. He felt the smooth hardness of his cock surrounded by the moist meaty flesh of her vagina. He felt his mother wince then relax as the inevitability of the occasion took over and the intimacy flowed between them.

He grabbed her hip and held himself firm. His mother patted his hand as she let out an audible sigh. He relaxed behind her with his cock buried deep They were united. They were one. Jr. slid his hand over her side and up to her shoulder. He caressed the nape of her neck and ran his fingers softly to her cheek where he felt the dampness from her tears. He swept his hand slowly down her chin to her chest and allowed it to dangle down onto her breast where he cupped it lovingly. He had wanted to have sex, to ram his cock home and thrust and thrust until he came. He was in a position of agonizing delight. He was where he wanted to be but he could not cum. He had wanted sex, but on second thought, he had wanted to make love. He was doing that.

He could feel her stretched around his cock. He could feel her warm back and shoulder blades against his chest. He smelled her hair and felt a wisp flutter across his face. This was better than sex and held his rampant lance still, feeling her heart beat and pulse rate through their most intimate connection.

His mother turned off the bedside lamp and darkness blanketed them.



The Long Weekend Ch. 31



Monday Morning with Jake, Beth + Claire

In the morning, Jake was in the kitchen naked nuking a cup of the previous night's coffee when he heard a key rattle in the back door before it opened and a very tall ungainly twenty something woman strode confidently in.

"OMG" he heard the startled woman call out as she saw him standing at the counter

"Who are you?" she said

"I'm Jake, a friend of Beth's, more to the point, who are you breaking in like that?" Jake answered as he turned to face her. The handsome boy made no effort to cover himself or conceal the fact that his cock was beginning to firm up. He really did enjoy people looking at it, and with full permission from Beth to run around naked, he was enjoying the freedom and titillated by his ability to display himself.

"I'm Claire Greene, the neighbor across the way. I check in on her every Monday morning and we have coffee. Is she okay.?" the stunned woman asked as she continued to stare at the tall hard body in front of her.

"Last I looked she was fine. She's resting. I just got up to make myself a coffee. Would you like some?" Jr. asked with a nod to the half full pot.

"I don't mean to distrust you, but do you mind if I see for myself if she is okay?" Claire persisted.

"I understand and I am not offended. She is lucky to have someone so caring to keep an eye on her. Do you know where the bedroom is?" Jr. replied with a big smile.

"Yes, I do. I'll be back in a minute." Claire stated as she walked determinedly past the kitchen and down the corridor to the master bedroom

At the end of the hall, her nose was assaulted with an odor of sex wafting through the open bedroom door. Peering in the opening, she saw multicolored scarves untied but secured to the head and foot of the bed, with Beth sleeping soundly on disheveled sheets under a thin cover. Claire saw that her hair was a tangle and her make-up a mess but that she had a contented smile on her face. A box of empty tissues was on the bed side table along with an empty bottle of wine and two used stemmed glasses. Used tissues littered the floor and on the rest of the bed covers lay crumbled at the foot of the bed.

Returning to the kitchen, Claire was direct, "Did you stay the night? Did you hurt her at all?"

"Yes and no. My dad and I were invited for dinner last night and he had to head back into town. Mrs. Palmer said, if I wanted to stay, she would drive me to our new house on the lake. Early evening turned into late evening, turned into all night. I stayed with her on the understanding she'll drive me over this morning. I would never hurt her. My dad and mom are long time friends with hers and she was feeling lonely, that's all. We had fun, but we didn't get to sleep until just a couple of hours ago." Jr. replied honestly and openly.

"As naked as you are, you must be a friend of hers from the clothing optional spot on the lake?" Claire commented as she stared blatantly at his hardening cock.

"My dad and mom are and I just met her last night and she suggested that I try it while I was here. Do you mind?" Jake said feigning the loss of his manners. "I've got used to being naked and completely forgot."

"No, I guess I don't mind. Sometimes she is completely naked when I come over and other times she is dressed or partially so. If it is warm and sunny and we have our coffee on her back patio, she has encouraged me to try it but I have been reluctant. I guess I am too uptight and afraid my husband would find out." Claire rambled through an explanation, while she continued to blush.

"Coffee or not then?" Jake persisted.

"If its last night's I'll make fresh for us." Claire offered, secretly relishing the idea of spending more time in what was originally an awkward situation but growing into a something completely different.

'That would be great, this cup is really not very good." Jake accepted with a big bright toothy smile, and stepping aside to allow her access to the kettle and French press. He watched as she nervously made the coffee. He noticed that she was as tall as he was but had terrible deportment and walked with a hunch. He posited she was uncomfortable with her size and, over the years of trying to fit in with other girls, had developed this slouch. They let the aromatic coffee sit for the required time and the tension was palpable, with no words spoken. Claire tried to focus on the tasks at hand, while Jake focused on her. He saw her tremble as she reached for clean cups and saucers and fully enjoyed the fact that he was naked and she was dressed.

"I'm sorry Claire, where are my manners. I work part time as a waiter at college, you have a seat at the table and let me put all this on the tray and bring it over." Jake suggested while he looked into he eyes. "Go on, it'll be my pleasure to wait on you. We always have hot milk at home. Do you take milk?"

Claire was taken by the easy going charm of the young man and throwing caution to the wind, took him up on his offer. She took her usual seat at the table and watched as he put the whole milk into a jug and micro-waved it for forty-five seconds and then used both hands to carry the tray. It must be said though that she took little notice of the tray as her eyes feasted on his long strong sinewy body. Her eyes took in the whole youthful package top to bottom before staring not too discretely at his muscular chest, his taut abs and his hanging member that swayed back and forth as he walked toward her.

Jake placed the tray down on the table between the two chairs and picked up the glass vessel to pour her cup. He stood very close and his engorged member hung obscenely close to her. He did not flaunt, he did not try to be too obvious, but he just naturally was. Claire did not know where to look and when he held the cup for her to take, it took a few seconds for her to notice he had finished.

'Thank you, it looks great - the coffee that is. I'm sorry. I'm at a bit of loss for words with you standing there naked. It's a bit like Chippendale's meet lakeshore rustic. If you know what I mean." Claire blathered on.

"I am sorry, I will put some clothes on if you insist but I am rather enjoying being naked." Jake explained without moving from where he was. He reached for his cup and poured it before adding the milk. Claire could not believe this was happening and she was doing nothing to either stop it or perpetuate it. When Jake had finished slowly adding the milk, he walked to his chair and sat down, as if nothing was amiss.

"No, it's okay, stay like that. It just takes some getting used to." Claire said as she was beginning to get aroused. It had been years since she had spent time with a hard young stud. It had been even longer since she had spent time with a one naked one – like never. She felt the contractions of her pussy, the lips opening and closing like a hungry guppy. She tried not to display her excitement and directed the conversation to the subject of her friend Beth.

"My husband is the new pastor in the area and part of my out reach effort is to look in on neighbors and help him bring the good news of the gospel. Beth and I have become friends since I first started looking in on her a year or so ago. If the two of you did not get to sleep until just a few hours ago, I think she will sleep until mid morning. That means she can't drive you. Do you have any other options?" Claire asked.

"I could call Jr. and have him or his mom maybe come to pick me up, but it's a bit of an imposition. Do you think you might be able to drop me off? Jake asked, knowing she was a stranger and had no obligation to do anything for him.

Claire felt her nipples tingle with the request and the nipples which had already filled to a rubbery firmness began to make big impressions in her sweater, hinting at her answer. "I don't know. Where are you going?"

"My folks just bought the Steven's place on the lake. It's about 15 minutes away toward town." Jake explained as he took a sip of his coffee and placed the cup on the table. Waiting for her reply, he looked her directly in the eye, as he self-consciously laid his hand on his top of his muscular thigh, near his crotch and absent mindedly stroked his cock with his thumb. Nothing too overt, just casual, but it was more than enough to catch Claire's attention.

Claire because of her size had always been an outsider. She was shy and awkward with only a hint of the necessary social graces. As a result her contacts with boys had been through her church and ultra conservative. She and her husband spent much time together and her congregational outreach while important was somewhat difficult for her because of this. Claire needed both hands to steady the cup at her lips as she held her breath. She bit her quivering bottom lip to break the spell that was being cast over her. She squirmed in her chair as she fought the inflammation starting to occur in her crotch. She squeezed her legs together which only made matters worse as it shot a jolt of adrenaline coursing through her body.

"Jake, if you could, please stop doing that, I will drive you. It is very distracting. You have a very impressive penis and I find it quite disconcerting." Claire meekly stated having found the courage to speak at all.

"I'm sorry Claire, I was not paying attention. It must be Pavlovian response to a pretty woman." Jake apologized and flattered simultaneously as he lifted his thumb away from the fat lengthy member between his legs, leaving it fully exposed as it lay parallel with his leg. "That would be great, but are you sure that it's not a problem?" he inquired.

"No, it's fine. I know the old Steven's place and I can drop you and continue into town to do a bit of shopping. Then I'll come back here to see if Beth is okay." Claire offered before adding. "You might consider leaving a note for her, so she finds it if she gets up before I get back."

"Wow, thanks Claire. The suggestion for a note is a great idea." Jake replied before changing the subject into something more mundane as they sat near each other to finish their coffee. "I'll do the note now, then get ready to go, if that's okay with you?"

"That's fine, I don't have a fixed schedule. You can likely find some note paper in the bottom drawer over there." Claire said as she pointed to a small built-in desk beside the kitchen. "I'll just have another coffee while I wait."

Jake stood up slowly and then paused in front of Claire to pick up his cup. His cock bounced a little at the overt nature of his act. It's cool to be naked he thought as he noticed her inhale sharply at the sight of his twitching boyish cock so close. He hoped for a hand or a mouth to be offered, but Claire sat stiffly holding herself back. He saw her fingers tapping nervously on the table and on her leg but no offers were extended.

Sensing that nothing was going to happen, he took his cup to the kitchen before going to the drawer to get the writing paper and find a pen. On the kitchen counter, he composed a brief note and signed it with a flourish. Leaving it prominently displayed on the counter, he looked around to find his clothes from the previous night. Finding them, and in case Claire watching, he slowly got dressed

"It feels so weird being dressed again. You should try going naked sometime Claire. It really is exhilarating." Jake called out, "I'm ready if you are."

"Okay, I'm just down the road a bit. We'll walk down and get the car. I'll also have to get my wallet and driver's license." Claire suggested as she strode with long strides to the front door of Beth's house to meet up with Jake. "You are still looking a bit tired after the coffee, do you want to stop somewhere for breakfast?"

"No, I think Jr.'s mom will likely make oatmeal like we have had for the last couple of days." Jake responded laboriously, feeling more tired that he cared to admit.

At Claire's modest house Jake waited by the car, as she fetched her keys and wallet. When she returned, he climbed in the passenger side and noticed her covertly sneaking glances at him. He settled into the seat, put on the seat belt and waited. 

"Are you sure you don't want to stop on the way?" Claire asked again, hoping to spend a bit more time with the charming you man.

"No, I think I better go straight there. My dad wants us to get the work finished today and I need to set a good example." Jake said noting the slump of her shoulders signaling the disappointment in her. He decided to spice things up by laying his hand over his cock. "I'm not sure how hard I will be able to work, since I am a bit sore this morning."

"That must have been quite a night. I hope that Beth is all right." Claire said compassionately as she started the car and pulled out of the driveway.

"I'm sure she's fine. She was the one that wanted to keep going. It was if she hadn't had sex in years and would not be around tomorrow." Jake continued as he began slow strokes down the front of jeans. "If you know what I mean."

"Yes I do Jake. We all get those urges and most of us bottle them up until it's too late. I'm glad it wasn't too late for her. She's a dear friend." Claire avowed as she drove slowly. She kept one eye on the road and one eye on Jake who continued to leisurely stroke his hardening cock while he talked.

She was fighting a losing battle between her private desires and the role she had had to take on as her husband's conservative wife. His religious aestheticism and piousness had left big voids in her physical needs.

"Do you think she got all of her urges satisfied?" Claire asked as casually as possible, trying not to overly signal her interest.

"I think so. I hope so. We did just about everything you could think of and she still wanted more."

"If it's not too personal, what do you mean Jake?"

"I don't kiss and tell. Whatever happened is between us, she can tell you if she wants, but my lips are sealed." Jake stated categorically.

Claire was impressed by his comment and mentally filed it away.

The drive time was quiet between them, partially because of the early hour, partially because of the sexual tension and partially because they simply enjoyed each others company and did not need to fill the dead air with aimless or petty conversation.

Arriving at the Jake's parent's house, Jake indicated to Claire to pull in next to the trucks.

"Danny must be here already. Come on in and I will introduce you to everybody. I'm sure they would love to meet you." Jake states as he jumps out of the car to run around and open her door. 

As she turns to get out she finds she is staring at his bulging crotch that is still full from this attention to it on the drive over.



The Long Weekend Ch. 32



Monday Morning with Jr., Annie + Danny

Annie and Jr. see chapter 30c

Annie is restless, and lying on her side she wakes to feel her son pressing into her back and his arm draped over her body with his hand cupping her breast. For a brief moment, she presses toward him and, reinforcing the bond between them, snuggles in under his protective covering. She closes her eyes and remembers moving together during the night. Quietly touching each others legs, hips, backs and their chests they had sought the most intimate contact. She revels in the memory of her receiving his cock. He didn't fuck her. He penetrated her and held her tight in the most precious display of love. 

Annie rolled over quietly and slid away from her lover, her son. She rose up and stole a long look at her son stretched out deep in sleep. Jr., sprawled across the bed they had shared last night, reaches out to find his soul mate gone before dropping his hand to the mattress. She laid the cover over him before she slipped on a light cotton top over her naked skin and padding barefoot downstairs to the kitchen. She put on a pot of coffee while she munched on a piece of fruit before walking up to the window and watching the sun come up over the trees.

Danny in the meantime has just gotten into his pick truck for the drive over. Like Annie he had a restless night but for different reasons...he was infatuated with his mother's new friend. The three thongs of Mrs. Sullivan hanging over his rear view mirror had imbued the cabs interior with the scent of her sex. He filled his lungs with the wondrous odor as he buckled up for the early morning drive over. 

Annie thought about last night how she had her son had spooned together most of the night for the first time together without restrictions was complete freedom to love each other. She thought how wrong it was, but how right it was the same time. It was truly miraculous the way they fitted together as if they were made for each other. She hugged the coffee cup to her chest and felt the warmth through the light fabric. She heard a knocking on the back door, and turned to face the glass window. She saw Danny looking in, waving his hand, to get her attention

"Oh my, he's early." Annie said softly to her self as she stood somewhat frozen looking at the door. Getting over her surprise, she walks slowly to the door, before reaching out to unlock it and open it.

"Danny, your early, and we are not ready, what time is it?" Annie asked surprised, startled but not altogether disappointed.

"I'm sorry. I've actually been watching you for the last fifteen minutes and it's only 8:00. I wanted to make a good impression. I know Mr. Lumley, emphasized to be here on time, and I didn't think there would be any problems coming early." Danny asked to explain in the manner of an apology, withholding the real reason for his early arrival.

"It's okay. I was just startled that's all. Do you want a cup of coffee?" Mrs. Sullivan asked the new arrival as she nodded her head toward the kitchen. "They just made some it's fresh. You had breakfast?"

"I'll have a coffee, but I'm good for breakfast. My mom got up and made me something for the road. She says to say hello and tell you she remembers you are going out to visit somebody at lunch today so she will bring some lunch over for all of us." Danny said accepting her offer and moving toward the kitchen to get a cup down from the cupboard.

"Boy this is a great house isn't it?" he said enthusiastically.

"This really is and the lake is beautiful is so quiet and private, is fabulous." And he agreed as she reached for the glass coffee pot and poured full cup for Danny. She noticed Danny was looking at her and realized that the short robe she had on was thin and while hiding her body clung to the contours of her body as she walked. As she raised her arm for the coffee the front sagged open and allowed him to see the start of her breasts. She remembered she was naked underneath, but that he had seen her before, and she was decently covered. He continued to look at her, and without saying a word, his energy impressed upon her the urges he was feeling. He wanted to have sex with her last night and didn't get the chance. He still wanted her, he had remembered how beautiful she was lying on the seat of Jr.'s truck and he was determined to see if she would accept him.

"Jake stayed over last night with somebody else and I don't know if he'll have had breakfast so I'm going to make some extra oatmeal in addition to what I will make for Junior and I. Sure I can't tempt you to have something to eat." Annie asked as she moved to face the kitchen counter to assemble the pots and ingredients necessary. Danny, like her shadow, moved with her keeping the close distance between them that had been there when she poured coffee. She felt his presence then she felt his breath on her neck. Her body began to tremble with the first signs of female excitement.

"I think there is something I would like to eat." Danny whispered in her ear as he reached out to touch her shoulder. 

"May I?" he asked politely as he slid his hand under the collar of her robe and waited.

"I don't know. Jr. is upstairs. I don't want to upset him." Mrs. Sullivan cautioned as she steeled herself to his soft little caresses in the hollow of her neck.

"I don't think he'd mind. He didn't last night." Danny persisted with a small nuzzle of her ear lobe with his nose.

"But that was your mother going down on me, not you. It's different." Annie said as she felt his hands lift up the rear of her robe and grip the cheeks of her ass as if to weigh them. Danny's fingers began to trace little circles in her dimples before beginning to slide around her hips to her front. As that jolts of electricity coursed through her skin she felt herself moving her feet apart. Danny took this involuntary movement as an unwitting signal.

"I like breakfast at the table. Why don't we move over there?" Danny suggested as he let his fingers drift under the robe and delicately touch her stomach, while at the same time he slid his foot inside of hers and pushed it further apart. The gap in her thighs increased and allowed him to slide his hand down between her legs and adroitly cover her smooth bald vulva.

Danny withdrew his hand and took her arm to lead her to the table. He pulled the chair away with the back toward the kitchen, giving her room to sit and for him to kneel in front of her. He knelt down as she sat expectantly but demurely in the chair. He bent over in worship and kissed the top of her feet before confidently picking up the delicate left one. He held it to his mouth as he kissed her instep and began to trace his tongue over her toes. He sucked each toe gently before letting his tongue glide between each one then up over her ankle to begin its long sensual route to her sex.

Stopping at the knee, he used both hands to hold it while his fingers caressed the hollow at the back. He licked the muscles just above her knee then lifted it higher to move it on top of the chair's arm. The gap in her legs opened and gave him his first clear view of her swelling labia. He looked at it as if was the holy grail he cherished and finally found. He lifted her other leg over the other arm, and Annie let herself be splayed wide open in front this teenager she had only just met.

Annie, although still worried about Jr. being upstairs, had given into the sensuous nature of the encounter and now found herself unable to stop the logical consequence. She put her hands on her knees to hold them up and open, inviting him to breakfast. . "Spell your name again for me, but this time, use your tongue." Annie asked with some urgency in her voice.

Danny did not rush. He wanted to enjoy. He wanted her to enjoy. He wanted to savor not gulp it down, not eat and run. He wanted to take his time. Like his fingers at the club the night before he began nibbling at her inner thighs and tracing the long sinews which ran from her leg to her sex. He kept to the out edges of her vulva that was becoming increasingly engorged. Her nether lips continued their swelling and the additional blood darkened their color as if they were flower petals in a time lapse film. They separated and the first signs of moisture spilled from the soft pink interior to coat the quivering lips.

"Spell your name for me, so I'll never forget." Annie coaxed.

"In a minute Mrs. Sullivan, I want to enjoy the magnificent offering in front of me." Danny complimented as he sat back on his haunches to bask in her glow and the heat. His eyes looked from one shapely ankle, down her dancer's like calf to her thigh, paused on her beckoning sex before continuing down the other leg to end at her ankle.

"Magnificent. You are truly magnificent." Danny said in awe before leaning in between her legs. He reached up and opened the robe that was lying on her chest to expose her large heaving breasts also flushed red. He tweaked her two nipples before sliding his hands down over body to come to rest on either side of her vulva.

He leaned in and inhaled the familiar aroma of her thongs hat had been burned into his memory. He extended his tongue and carefully spelled his name on her clitoris. D - a firm stroke with a gentle circular caress. A -- a firm and up and down strokes with a sideways caress. N - three soft strokes, one up the side, one down the middle and one up the other side. His name was seared into her, a name that Annie would never forget.

He placed his hands on her thighs and admired her confident femininity as he looked at the results of his handiwork. Her labia had continued to swell continuing their awakening. He kept his hands on her thighs as he used his thumbs to stroke up and down on the sides of the reddening vertical slit that was about to burst open. As he stroked he pulled her open to view the inner source of her wetness. He saw rivulets of her juices leaking from her vagina. As he lifted his thumbs higher, he unhooded her clit and saw the glistening pearl awaiting attention. His mother liked her clit sucked like an ice cream cone and he wondered if Annie would.

He took her succulent aching gift between his lips and closed his mouth around it. He inhaled and sucked on it like a one would drink a thick milkshake. He felt her hips thrust against his mouth as he slid his two thumbs into her vagina, pulling her apart. He stretched her open as he continued to abuse her clit with his tongue and his lips.

"Eat me, Danny. Eat me." Annie cried out with unbridled yearning in her voice.

Danny looked up to see her twisting her nipples with her thumbs and index fingers as she stared at his face imploring him to action.

He dove in tongue first and began to sweep it over her inner lips and draw the juices out of her love canal. He plunged in deeper and deeper as she squirmed against him. He felt her tense and for a moment thought that she had reached an intermediate peak. 

Annie's eyes opened wide in embarrassment and shock as she saw Jr. in just his boxer shorts descending the stairs. Jr.'s return look of astonishment and surprise gave way to a stunned pause in his descent. He watched silently as his mother sat almost naked in a dining room chair, with her legs up in the air and a teenage boy going down on her.

Annie tried to stifle a cry, but a whimper escaped that caused Danny to stop.

'Stop. No, don't stop I'm almost there." Annie cried out trying to avoid Jr.'s stare.

Jr. continued to stare as he saw Danny's head work up and down over his mother's crotch. He watched as she could not help herself from tossing her head back and forth as she enjoyed the sensations flowing through her body. He watched her legs close around his head as she locked her ankles together to force him into more intimate contact. She was desperately pulling at her nipples as she sought the ultimate release, she also sought Jr.'s eyes. She stared into his soul as she remembered his member penetrating her last night. She remembered his body spooning with hers and his cock buried deep.

She came exquisitely and deeply as her toes curled under and uttered a silent wail as she collapsed. Danny wanted more but knew the condom in his pocket would have to wait as the noise of her orgasm would surely waken her son.

Jr. was in shock with the action, but did not want to embarrass his mother. He silently retreated upstairs and waited. His cock had begun to grow and his hormones were raging after the beautiful night he had spent in bed with his mom. He wanted her again and the scene he had just witnessed added flammable fuel to the fire he was feeling.

"How's breakfast coming?" Jr. called out loudly from upstairs.

Danny and Annie, looked up startled and quickly disengaged themselves from each other.

"I am just putting it on. Danny's here and having a snack to tide him over until the oatmeal is ready. Come on down when you're ready." Annie shouted back as she stood up and straightened the thin robe around her.

Giving Danny a peck a on the cheek, "Thank you. That was marvelous. You are a talented lover." Annie complimented him.

"Any time Mrs. Sullivan."

"Danny, would you stir the oatmeal on the stove while I go upstairs a second?" Annie stated more than asked.

"No problemo. Mrs. S." Danny said more feeling more than a little chuff.

Annie held her robe together as she walked up the stairs to find Jr. sitting on the unmade bed.

"I'm sorry about....." Annie stuttered before being cut off by Jr.

"It's okay mom. I understand. Really I do. You looked so beautiful as you orgasmed just then." Jr. soothed her conscience as he held his arms out for her.

"Thank you for last night mom. It was the most special time of my life."

"Jr. I don't know what to say. Last night was so special for me. You touched my soul." Annie said with almost a sob in her voice. "I wanted you so, but I was exhausted. But I am more than ready for my son now." Annie continued as she sat next to her son on the bed and lay back, letting her robe fall open.

Jr. looked over to see his mother offering herself to him in a manner he had never seen before, a proactive and confident lover. He caressed her bare stomach as he looked longingly at her prone form before standing up. He stood between her legs and slid down his boxer's to reveal his hard masculine prick at full mast. He wanted her to see his response to her request.

"I'll get a condom." Jr. stated.

"No, don't do that. I thought about it a lot last night and this morning. I want to be as intimate as possible with you. I want to feel your skin inside of me. I want to feel the head of your cock slide down my cunt. I want to feel every square inch of you. I want to feel you spray your cum in me.

Annie sat up on her elbows and looked down her naked body to see her son with his hard-on between standing expectantly her trembling thighs. She lifted her feet to under her bum, causing her knees to splay apart to the maximum. She pushed with her elbows and her feet to move herself to the middle of the bed. She left her knees wide apart and the long taunt sinews from her thighs stood out proudly, creating an alluring 'V" into to her quivering sex.

It was obvious to Jr. that the night of intimacy and Danny the fluffer had done the trick as he her ask,

"I need you Jr. I want you son. Please put your cock in me."

'Oh mom, I want you too. I have always wanted you." Jr. gushed out, knowing that within seconds he would going home to where he came from. He knelt on the bed with his red rampant erect knob signaling his lust. He looked down at his mother in a way he had never done before. He never knew her to be so in control but at the same time lost in eroticism. He bent over her and balanced himself with one hand on the bed beside her shoulder. With his other hand, he bent his prick forward and nervously butted its satiny head against her inflamed juicy lips. 

He almost came with the first intimate contact, but pressed forward until the whole head cock was gripped by her vagina. He almost came again but he focused on his breath in an attempt to control his emotions.

He heard his mother sigh and looked up to see a serene smile on her face as she accepted him into her. He felt her hips and pelvis nudge upwards to urge him into her. The two lovers maintained eye contact as he fought to hold back.

"Now Jr., Now's the time. FUCK YOUR MOTHER." Annie commanded as he responded with a deep thrust that brought their sex together in a moment of exquisite intimacy.

'AAARRRRGGGGHHH" he cried out as attempt to control his ejaculation was unsuccessful. He felt his heavy creamy cum course from his balls, down the length of his cock before emptying into his mother's womb. He felt her hands on his ass pull his crotch into her as she held him tight capturing all of his sperm. She felt the spasms of his body and he came again and again continuing to shoot his youthful load into her.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." Jr. whimpered as he fell in a heap on his mother. 

"It's okay Jr. It was beautiful, it was what we both wanted." Annie reassured her trembling son.

"Mrs. Sullivan, I looks like Jake is back and there is somebody with him." came the loud cry from Danny downstairs.

"Oh my, I had forgotten about him. We better get up and get down stairs. Can you go first and I'll be along in a moment after I clean up.

Although he was still hard and ready to keep going, Jake rolled off his mother and stood up. He looked down to see her lying like a beautiful Botticelli Venus on the bed. He saw the looking up at him with a maternal look that he would remember for ever. His eyes traced down her glowing body to stop when he reached her smooth bald abused vulva, it's full red lips lay open and let a trickle of her juices and his cum begin to leak out.

"You are so beautiful mom. I love you so much. Today, will you wear that yellow bikini you brought with you?"

"I love you son. Last night, your dad also suggested I wear the yellow bikini today, so I guess I will. Now get going." Jake's mother admonished.



The Long Weekend Ch. 33



"Danny must be here already. Come on in and I will introduce you to everybody. I'm sure they would love to meet you." Jake states as he jumps out of the car to run around and open her door. 

As she turns to get out she finds she is staring at the bulge in his jeans finding that is still full from his attention to it on the drive over. Tearing her eyes away from his crotch she sees that he has extended his hand to help out.

"Merci Monsieur." I learned that from a missionary term I served in the Ivory Coast." Claire offered wondering why she was flirting with this boy just a few years younger than herself.

Jake and Claire entered through the lower level and he points out the features of the house as they go up the stairs where they find Danny stirring oatmeal and Jr. making more coffee. 

"Guys, slow down, you are way too eager for me this morning." Jake chides as he ushers Claire forward. "This is Mrs. Greene, she gave me a drive over this morning."

"Jr. and Danny. Jr's mom, Mrs. Sullivan, is somewhere around." Jake proffers with a sweep of his hand pointing to Jr. who gives a small wave and to Danny who nods.

'Hi. How ya' doin' Mrs. Greene?" came a polite rhetorical chorus as they look up at the large boned gangly woman with Jake.

"Jr. and I are on the college swim team and Danny we met just yesterday is the son of a friend of my mom and dads." Jake explains as they all stand around the kitchen only to hear Annie call out cheerily as she descended the stairs.

"Good Morning everyone!"

The group turned to see Mrs. Sullivan take the final stair in a flourish and walk toward them. Danny saw she had the same thin robe on but his time had something on underneath. In addition, she had some wooly leggings on. Jr. saw that she had indeed put the yellow micro-kini on over the red flush of her almost naked body. Jake saw only that she was a total vision of sexuality while Claire was simply agog.

Claire in her modest, if not dowdy, print blouse, cardigan and worsted skirt was left speechless by the charismatic entry. Annie, as the adult defacto in charge, had assumed an air of confidence, hereto for unseen.

"Hi, I heard Jake say you were Mrs. Greene. Welcome, I'm Annie Sullivan, Jr.'s mother." Annie said noticing how the new guest towered over Danny and appeared as large as the two athletic boys.

"Yes, Claire Greene. Nice to meet you." Claire responded.

"How is the oatmeal coming Danny?" Annie asked as she put her hand on his arm and peered in the pot on the stove. As she did her loosely bound breast pressed into his bicep and she squeezed her fingers around this arm. "Thanks."

"Jr. Good morning. Is the coffee ready?" She asked as she turned to her son and gave him a big hug from behind pressing herself against him. "You're the best."

"Jake, can you set the table for all us." Annie directed as she gave him a playful but lingering pat on the behind.

"You'll stay for coffee won't you? They'll all be out to work soon and I'll be all alone." Annie implored as she turned to look at Claire.

"I just dropped Jake off on my way shopping but I guess I could stay for a minute or two." Claire offered.

"Great, boys let's go. You dad wanted me to impress upon you, that you needed to finish the work before we head back tonight.

"Tea or coffee?" Annie offers to Claire as a flurry of activity was taking place.

"So Brice and Jake had dinner at your place. Did you have a good evening?" Annie asked innocently.

'Well no actually, they had dinner at an elderly neighbors place and when I looked in on her this morning, she was sound asleep and Jake needed a ride. So I volunteered. My husband is the local minister and I do a lot of volunteering it seems." Claire clarified with a smile.

Annie and Claire spoke amongst themselves, while the older boys ate with gusto and Danny picked at his oatmeal, listened to the conversation. 

"Bus the dishes boys and scoot. I'll let you know when the delivery van arrives." Annie almost scolded.

Jake and Jr. looked at each and shrugged. They had never seen her quite so upbeat and bossy. Something had happened.

The boys left to go down to the lake while Annie moved to wash and dry the bowls. Claire offered to help but was told so sit and enjoy her coffee.

"They are the nicest boys and they have been working quite hard the last couple of days." Annie offered as she returned to the table to sit with Claire. Noticing Claire's reserved manner, she pulled her robe together to reduce the amount of skin that was showing. 

"I'm sorry about my attire, but Jr. and I are up from the city and this has been like a holiday for me. I think I am the beach and forget myself sometimes." Annie apologized.

Claire who had been stimulated all morning, almost took offense but accepted as a simple statement and nothing judgmental about herself. She did however feel a bit overwhelmed by the activities, the touching and the uninhibited sense of life that she was experiencing. With her husband, the meals were modest, the conversations subdued and regulated and the intimacy restrained. 

'I'ts okay, its just that I have been serving my husband and his congregation and have little time to myself. It's actually a bit of a treat to be around so much energy. We lead a quiet life. I think it's because I feel a bit awkward. I have not had a lot of experiences and therefore listening is okay but offering advice is daunting." Claire admitted without remorse. "I'm not used to all the energy."

"Yes, that young male energy and all that testosterone is invigorating isn't it.?" Annie agreed.

"Tell me how you came to drive Jake again." Annie asked, without realizing the desire Claire had to recount her story to someone.

Claire recounted the story about including, with an embarrassed blush, that Jake had been naked.

"Beth had asked many a time if I wanted to try nudism but I was always too shy because of my height. I tend to wear plain clothes and at the beach a one piece bathing suit. My husband prefers me that way so I don't get too amorous and forget what our mission on earth is. I have secretly wanted to try it, and had to fight hard this morning not to give into temptation." Claire offered.

"Well you can see that is not my problem." Annie responded, opening her robe to show Claire the skimpiest outfit she had ever seen.

"I brought a few suits with me and finally worked up the courage to wear this one today, our last day here. It seemed to be a hit with everybody." Annie continued as she pulled the robe off her shoulders fully exposing the small triangles over her breasts and the skimpy gusset at her crotch.

"It's very daring but I could never wear anything like that, my husband just wouldn't like it."

"But you could try it on, just to see how it feels. Why not come upstairs with me and try on one of my less daring suits to start. I'll only take a minute and I know from personal experience it is very private on the third floor deck." Annie encouraged her visitor. "It'll be only us girls."

"Do you think I could? Would you mind?" Claire eagerly asked.

"Not at all. Bring your cup and let's go up stairs." 

Annie had already placed her suitcase on the bed in preparation for packing so finding her more modest aqua suit was not a problem. For Claire to accept the suit being handed to her was a momentous step. She held thin fabric outfit in her hands and twisted it about looking at it in almost adoration. "There's no lining?" she said as she felt the thickness between her thumb and forefinger.

"No, I find they fit better with no lining. I'll go out on the balcony while you change. Call me when you are done." Annie said, feeling that modest Claire would like the privacy. Opening the door, Annie stepped to the exterior and walked to the balcony to take in the view and the fresh air.

Momentarily, she heard a quiet "Ready" come from the interior.

Entering the darker room, Annie squinted to see properly and when she did she yelped, "Wow."

"That looks so good on you. I am a little bigger on the top than you, but if we adjust the straps like this." Annie said as she stepped up to Claire and reaching up slid her fingers under the bra straps to adjust the tightness.

"There, that's the trick." Annie said stepping back to see the results of her handiwork. Claire stood stiffly with her hands at her side as her big tall milk white body was complimented by the cool aqua colors. The two piece suit fit Claire very well and revealed that she had a good body with perky breasts under her mousy clothes.

"You need just a touch up down below if you don't mind my saying so." Annie stated turning to her cosmetic bag in the suitcase. "Let me help you."

Annie took her small scissors out of the bag and knelt in front of Claire. Claire looked down to see that her jungle of pubic was very pronounced behind the thin fabric and more than a few stray strands of brunette public hair sticking out of the top and leg holes.

"Hold steady a second. I'll just give you a little trim." Annie said, taking command of the situation.

"Oh, okay, I guess" Claire said as the cool smooth scissors slid across her skin as Annie snipped away the offending hair. "Go in the bathroom, pretend it's a fitting room and have a look." Annie directed.

"Gracious sakes, this is so bold. I've never been so naked and dressed at the same time." Claire admitted as she looked in the mirror to see her breasts being cupped by the thin fabric and her crotch encased by the elastic material. She could see the outline of her enormous nipples as they responded to the new freedom under the translucent top as well as the thick mat of pubic hair behind the crotch of the suit. Looking further down, below the nest of pubic hair she could see the suit follow closely the contours of her genitals. The small bulge was something she had never seen before. 'It is very exciting." she admitted to herself.

Annie, had taken off her short lightweight top and called out from the bedroom suggesting they take their coffee out onto the deck where the recliners were located. 

"Somebody might see us." Claire said with a trace of fear in her voice.

"No, it's okay. It's very private and the boys are down at the lake." Annie reassured her before stepping out into the sunlight. "Come on Claire. Live dangerously. It's only you and me."

'If you are sure it's okay." Claire ventured as she cautiously took a step over the threshold. She looked down to watch the rise and fall of her breasts and the low angled sunlight fall across her abdomen and legs before looking up to see Annie in her micro-kini leaning against the handrail, balancing her coffee of the guard rail and watching her approach.

"Aren't you a daring one!" Claire envied

"That's it. You look marvelous. Doesn't it feel marvelous?" Annie opined enthusiastically. 

"Wait, you need one more thing." Annie proposed as she walked back into the house to Barbara's secret closet. "Close your eyes."

Returning from the closet she carried two pair of five inch stiletto heels. One pair aqua and one pair yellow. She held them in front of her as a present.

"Open up." Annie sang out. "Try on a pair of these."

Claire, as tall and conscious of her height as she was, had been married in flats and had worn nothing else since. She gasped as she opened her eyes because in front of her were a pair of shoes she had seen in store windows in the big city but never imaged she would try a pair on – the aqua pair.

'Oh I couldn't I'd fall over. They're too much."

"Nonsense. Let me help you." Annie said convincingly as she knelt again in front of Claire. "Hold on to the rail and lift your right foot."

Claire did as she was told and was soon holding on to the guardrail and balancing precariously on the spindly heels. She was now fully more than a foot and one-half taller than Annie and felt terribly wicked.

"Look what they do for your calves. You have great legs." Annie said as she looked at Claire's crotch right in front of her before looking up into Claire's eyes. She noticed how the suit held the pubic hair in check but there was a definite bulge below the hair. While she stared she was lightly, innocently running her hand up and down her legs and caressing Claire's calf. "You were meant for those shoes. Try walking."

Claire found her balance and realized that she was leaning forward, thrusting out her chest while holding her shoulders back as she sought to keep vertical. Gradually, she weaned herself off holding the rail and was soon managing to walk quite steadily.

"Try a little more hip action as you walk." Annie suggested, 'More like this." said Annie as she stood up and put her shoes on and took a sexy walk down the deck. "Come to me the same way."

Claire took a deep breath and strutted down the deck, with her hips accentuating each step.

"Shoulders back more, more upright." Annie directed what might be considered a vanilla Grace Jones, in front of her.

"Great. You are awesome" Annie yipped as she clapped her hands and offered a high-five to the novice model. You look stunning. It's too bad your husband doesn't like this type of fashion. I think most men would. Don't you?" Annie encouraged Claire, hoping to draw her out of her shell. "Let me get my camera phone and take a picture to capture the moment. Do you have private email?"

"Yes, I do but are you sure." Claire questioned.

"This outfit has transformed you. You are so fabulous, you can't imagine how much. I want you to remember this moment and build on it." Annie reassured her, building up a sense of body confidence. With that, Annie tottered into the room and unplugged the phone from the charger. Returning to the deck she directed Claire how to pose and took a few innocent pictures. Pictures that many people would pay money for.

"If I rest it against the coffee mug, here I can use the self-timer. Let's stand over there and we'll do a picture of the two of us." Standing next to the now majestic Claire, Annie felt quite diminutive. They posed beside and behind each other and generally acted like two giggly school girls.

"Why don't you try this yellow suit on next? I am sure you would be fabulous in it." Annie suggested as she pointed at the micro suit she was wearing.

"Are you sure, it looks awfully revealing. I feel so dirty but at the same time alive, I would like to try." Claire agreed. "How will we do it?"

"Simple Claire, here it is." said Annie flatly as she peeled off the top and quick as a wink stepped out of the small crotch gusset.

Claire's face and chest turned a light shade of crimson seeing Annie standing there naked in front of her. She was speechless as she reached out to take the tiny two piece outfit noticing Annie's large soft but firm breasts and her flagrantly displayed sex.

"I'll just go inside." Claire said trying to maintain some modicum of modesty. Claire entered the darkened bedroom and took off the small aqua suit and noticed that her abnormally large nipples, the one's she was always embarrassed about, had continued to grow from the stimulation of the thin fabric. Putting on the stretch top, she adjusted the small string under her breasts and pulled on the shoulder strings to get the small triangles to cover the rubbery teats. When she tried on the bottoms of the yellow micro-kini she found that almost all of her pubic bush was on display because the fabric was so small.

"This is not going to work Annie." Claire called out in distress prompting Annie to come to the door.

"Permission to enter Claire." And he called out as she put her hand on the door jam and looked in. She saw a tall statuesque Claire modeling the small suit that she herself just had on. Annie thought to herself that Claire looked even better it than she did. Claire's height added to the allure of the outfit and now that her posture with better she was absolutely stunning.

"Yes, please come in. I don't think I can wear this suit look at what is happening." Claire said with disappointment in her voice.

Annie saw that the small triangle tops over each breast were not large enough to cover Claire's huge areola and could barely contain some of the largest nipples she had ever seen. Letting her eyes sweep down Claire's white body, she saw that her thick brunette pubic hair was much too bushy and too vast to be contained by the small yellow gusset. In addition, she noticed the small pouch that was used to provide privacy for the clit was not doing its job.

"Oh my, I see what you mean, but I think we can fix most of it." Annie reassured her. She walked up to Claire and stood, mouth agape, in front of this newly minted amazon. "Claire, you have the most beautiful and some of the biggest areola than I've ever seen. They are beautiful, you must be so proud of them."

"Actually, I'd be embarrassed most of my life because of my height and the size of my nipples which are so much bigger than everybody else's. I felt like a mutant. I think my husband feels they are obscene and gross and maybe that's why he focuses on his church work so much." Claire confessed openly to her new friend.

"Claire, don't say that. He is the odd duck, and I think my son, my husband and most men would find them fascinating and desirable." Annie said in a soothing voice, trying to comfort her. And she reached up and adjusted the triangles she could not get them to cover completely her saucer-wide reddish brown areola. She did however, managed to adjust the thin almost transparent yellow fabric to cover the rampant nipples extending more than an inch out from each breast. In doing so, Annie ran her thumbs over them and found them to be spongy soft, like real teats.

"You're so kind to say that, no one else has, they have all looked shocked at what God had given me. All my life I've had to put up with knowing that I was different from everybody else." Claire confided.

"You're not different you've just been given more of God's gift than other women and they are jealous and envious. No need to be ashamed. I wish I had what you have." Annie admitted as she continued to stare at Claire's areola which were getting bumpier and excited with every passing minute they were on display. They were so used to being bundled up in opaque heavily padded bras that this new experience to them, and to Claire, was very sensual.

"That's about all we can do a top and as I said I wish I looked like you. We can however do more down below if you know what I mean. You can see that I am shaved. My husband likes it smooth and silky for his fingers and his tongue to explore. Not everybody likes it but I do. I know we can not do that to you even if you may want it right now because your husband would find out. We can however, take off a bit more than I had trimmed earlier and it would be good for you and maybe a teaser for him. Would that be okay, if I did that for you?" Annie asked, hoping for a positive response.

"I think I'd like that, but don't make it too obvious. You're right, I'm usually never naked in front of my husband and when we have sex it's in the dark, but he would know if you took too much off. I just know he would." Claire conspired with Annie. "How will we do it?"

"You just lie back on the bed and rest your feet on the floor and spread your legs. I can use my small scissors. If you trust me, just lie back. If you want to watch, just lean on your elbows." Annie directed and saw the Claire quickly followed her instructions before she lost her nerve and lay back on the bed. Annie picked up the small scissors, stepped between Claire's legs and began to trim the longest hair's first. She left her big coarse patch intact, but a bit like a crewcut, leveled it so it followed the contours of her mons. Loose hairs fell everywhere as Annie intently undertook her work. Claire watched the whole process and was intrigued by the amount of hair that was lost but also by the amount of hair that remained. If you look close you can see that she had been trimmed up, but Claire also knew, her husband would never get that close. He never had been that close but she wondered if she could change that.




The Long Weekend Ch. 33



"I'll need to adjust the gusset of this suit to finish. Is that okay with you Claire?" Annie asked.

"In for a penny, in for a pound, my mother always used to say. Go ahead." Claire agreed as she marveled at the enthusiastic approach Annie was bringing to her task. Claire felt Annie's fingers slide under the gusset to move it away from her sex. She heard a gasp and looked down to see Annie staring at her vulva.

"What is it? Is it my big thing?" Claire asked with embarrassment in her voice as she tried to squeeze her thighs together to hide her genitals.

"I'm sorry Claire, your clitoris is like a little cock, big like your nipples, and I was taken aback by its size." Annie apologized before quickly adding, "...and its beauty. Mine is so small, I love yours."

Claire had not really noticed that when Annie came into the room she was completely naked. She had been so absorbed in dealing with her own new sensations that were flooding through her body. Annie was one of the few naked women she had ever been this close to and now she was intimately close. Claire's mother had never really explained anything to her, and because of her social shyness she never spent time with other girls and as a result really didn't know a lot about sex or about the female body. She had never looked at other girls and really, other girls have never looked at her except to make fun of her.

Annie now kneeling on the floor between Claire's legs had pulled the bathing suit aside to reveal an excited unhooded clit that was an inch long and a half-inch diameter. It protruded like a very small baby's cock and was protected by two lips that looked like they had been injected with collagen. Annie's initial surprise was replaced with one of attraction. She leaned in closer and used her hands to push apart the tense thighs of Claire.

"You may not know it, but you are so beautiful down here. If I had genitalia like you had, I would be naked all the time and I would want everybody to see me. Let me get my camera so you can see for yourself."

Claire didn't know what to make the situation, but didn't move. She heard Annie come back into the room and felt her legs being adjusted so whatever light was coming into the window would illuminate her private parts. Claire let Annie position her however she wanted. She was feeling good about her body for one of the first times in her life and was enjoying the attention.

"Do you mind if I pull your suit down a bit? I want to trim the rest of you before I take a picture of beautiful you are." 

"No I don't mind, I've never done this before and I'm very nervous, but it's okay." Claire confirmed.

Annie reached up to Claire's hips and grasped the small elastic strings on either side and by pushing with her fingers on Claire's bum she signaled that her to raise her hips to allow the yellow fabric to slide off. Claire braced her feet on the ground and shifted her hips while Annie pulled the small thin piece of fabric between her buttocks and the bed sheet and pulled it down her thighs, past her knees before raising the stiletto clad feet to step out of it. Annie leaned back on her haunches, and stared at the lengthy milky white legs with the smoothness of youth in front of her. She placed a hand on each of Claire's knees and sat forward sliding her hand up to strong sinewy thighs. She picked up the scissors with her right hand and began to trim the expansive pubic hair between the lips of her labia and the crack of her ass. She steadied herself by putting her hand on Claire's abdomen, and in doing so her left thumb extended down to rest on the patch of pubic hair right above Claire's cock like clit. As Annie worked, both hands moved to stretch taunt the smooth skin and in doing so Annie began to more regularity pass, however lightly, over the swelling pink opalescent clitoris. Claire was feeling urges and desires she had never felt before. She had been watching, but feeling almost overcome, she released her elbows and fell back on the bed. In doing so her pelvis thrust upward, her growing clitoris searching for further stimulation.

Annie, took Claire's clit between her thumb and forefinger and began to jill her off. Like she would have masturbated her husband or her son, she worked her fingers along the short length of her sex. She stopped to caress the knob end with her thumb. Claire was now fully engorged and erect and her labia had begun to splay open in anticipation of some form of penetration.

Annie picked up her camera and took some close up pictures, making sure to catch the sheen of Claire's initial juicy response to the stimulations of another woman. She put the phone down as she felt Claire's legs begin to tremble. Annie moved her mouth closer and took all of the rampant clit in her mouth to suck her off.

Claire came immediately with a guttural groan and wail that signaled she had never had an orgasm before. Annie continued to suck forcefully on the girl cock until Claire's orgasm subsided and was replaced with whimpering.

"There you go. A mother knows best." Annie offered as she laid her head on Claire's thigh and stared at the quivering meaty lips in front of her. She felt Claire put her hand on her head, thanking her for what she had done.

Minutes later, Annie rose up and standing naked over Claire saw a look of confusion and embarrassment on her face.

"Thank you Claire for allowing me to pleasure you. I loved it. You are truly special." Annie began but was interrupted by the sound of heavy truck tires on the gravel driveway.

"I expect that's' the delivery the boys have been waiting for. If you'll excuse me, I've got to go down to the meet them." Annie said as she slipped on the yellow micro-kini bottoms that were lying on the floor. She slipped on the thin top of a robe she had on earlier before heading to the balcony to wave to the men.



The Long Weekend Ch. 34



"I expect that's' the delivery the boys have been waiting for. If you'll excuse me, I've got to go down to the meet them." Annie said as she slipped on the yellow micro-kini bottoms that were lying on the floor. With Claire still wearing the top, she slipped on the short thin top of a robe she had on earlier before heading to the balcony to wave to the men.

Leaning over the balcony she waved at the same two men from the day before. They had been looking up in anticipation of seeing her and were not disappointed. She looked as sexy as yesterday and they hoped they would be treated to the same fine close-up view.

By the time they got to the end of the drive, they were perplexed as to what to do. The drive was blocked by two trucks and one car. By the time Annie reached the lower level and exited the door, they were out of their truck surveying the scene. They watched as she approached them with the tales of the robe waving behind her and her bosom heaving. Annie realized too late that in her haste to meet them, she had forgotten to put on a bra and felt her tits flopping around wildly and knowing the men were getting an eyeful. She also realized that in her haste she still had on her five inch yellow stiletto heels. No wonder it took so long to get down the stairs to greet them she concluded. Oh well she thought, too late now to change and not good to apologize. Just make the best of an embarrassing situation.

"Can't get in the driveway Mrs., too many cars." said the elder drive as he tried hard to keep his eyes focused on her face. 

"Oh dear, you're right. I think I can fix that." Annie said as she turned to walk back up the stairs. The men watched her very cute short legs balance on the tall shoes and noticed how it made her calves and thighs more sensuous. Every now and then, as the back of the robe was blown open by the breeze, they caught a glimpse of her most perfect ass. Yesterday her cheeks were framed with a tight aqua colored suit. Today, it seemed, she had on a yellow thong and the strip at the back was buried between her cheeks. As she stood up on the top outside step, they swore over beers later, they could see the yellow gusset between her legs splitting her vulva.

"Claire, Claire. Can you come to the railing please." Annie yelled out while looking up to the third floor. Hoping to amplify her call, Annie raised to hands to form a mini-megaphone around her mouth her robe at the back rose up to her hips. The deliverymen saw that she was virtually naked under the robe with only a small string around her waist and down the back between the cheeks of her bum. They looked at each other and with a nod, agreed this was the best delivery they had. 

Claire came to the rail clutching her clothes to shield her nakedness and peered over the edge. 

"Can you move your car, so the delivery men can get in?" Annie asked, still keeping her hands to her face. Claire looked at Annie, then her car, then the men looking at Annie.

"Sure, sure. I'll be right down." Claire called out and quickly backed up to the bedroom's sliding door so they would not see that she had no clothes on.

Walking back to the men, Annie asked, "If we move the one car is that enough or should I move the big truck also?" Not getting an answer, Annie asked again.

This time, with some embarrassment about their lapse of manners, the response was that the big truck should be moved as well. "Okay, then. My friend will be down in a minute to move her car. I'll move the big truck if one of you goes down to the lake to let them know you are here." Annie advised as she turned again to go back in and get her keys.

"Take your time, we're paid by the hour and things are real pretty up here." said the heavily tattooed younger one who headed down to the lake. The elder one, the driver, headed back to the truck shaking his head. Unbelievable he said to himself.

The tall Claire and much shorter Annie exited the house at the same time. Claire, back in her mousy conservative outfit, made straight for her car, while Annie climbed up into the cab of the closer truck. The big steps into the high rise cab meant that Annie had to stretch herself to reach up. As she did she felt the crotch gusset of her bottoms split her labia. The clit pouch stayed in place but everything else was captured by her sensitive lips. Sitting on the leather seat, she felt the smooth coolness on her buttocks and wondered if she could drive in the high heels and found the thick platform soles helped her reach the clutch and brake pedals easier. Backing out, she drove out the long drive, and down the road aways before stopping. As Claire approached, Annie put the ignition key under the truck's floor mat and flagged her down and got out of the truck to speak with her.

"Do you have to go?" Annie said as she put her hand above open driver's side door window and leaned forward allowing her unsupported breast to rest on Claire's arm. Claire could feel Annie, nipple pressing into her forearm and the heat from the intimate intentional contact.

"Yes. I am still shaking from this morning. I've never experienced anything like that ever in my life. You've opened up a whole new world for me that I was afraid to explore." Claire said as she responded by pushing the back of her hand against the underside of Annie's breast. "I just left everything on the bed when you called out. I am a bit confused right now. Thank you for all you did for me and to me. It feels much better down there, if you know what I mean. I got to go shopping and then go back to check on Beth. I have congregational rounds this afternoon and won't home till after six, when I have to make dinner for Steve. Will I see you again before you go? If not will you be up here again? We never get down to the city, but if we do, how can I get in touch with you." Claire said not stopping for a breath.

Hearing the insistent beeping of the delivery truck in reverse rushed the two women.

"My email is luv2flaunt@gmail.com, email me and I'll send you the pictures and we can communicate that way." Annie said quickly as Claire wrote it down on the back of her shopping list. "I've got to go, these guys are liable to run into something, unless keep an eye on them. You area special girl, be proud of who you are. I am sure we'll meet again."

With that Annie leant in and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and tapped on the door to signal goodbye. As Claire drove off, Annie turned to walk back down the road to the house. Sure enough the large delivery truck was backing into the driveway but the driver had his eyes glued on the vision walking toward him. Her large breasts were swaying back and forth and the breeze was blowing the bottom of the robe wide open and he saw that she had only what appeared to be only a small g-string.

She suddenly saw the truck coming toward and stop when it was next to her.

"Can I give you a lift ma'am. My girls can't walk in platform stilettos on gravel roads. It ruins the shoes and you could turn an ankle. Hop in." the driver said.

Annie didn't know what to say. She was having trouble walking and it would be easier.

"Come on, jump in. I won't bite."

Annie stepped up and opened the door and put slid her naked left leg in before managing to slip the other leg in and close the door.

"Thanks. But what do you mean your girls?" Annie asked as she sat close to the door in the dusty cab.

"I run a couple of girls of out of the bar in town. We do stag parties, weekend things, you know. They always wear shoes like that. The customers like it." the elderly driver said as he eyed her up and down.

"I think you and your tall girl friend there would fit into my stable very nicely." he volunteered after confirming that her assets were genuine.

Annie was surprised and bemused by the suggestion that his old man would be making such an assessment of her and more boldly making her such an offer.

"What's in it for us?" Annie asked playing along to find out more.

"With a body like yours and your willingness to show it off, I guess about eight hundred dollars a night. I little less for your tall friend unless you add some girl on girl stuff and for cash on the side at the parties you can get all the cock you two would want. Plus, you get regular access to one of the best cocks this side of the Rockies." the driver said as he stroked the significant bulge forming down the inseam of his pants.

"What would I have to do to get the job?" Annie asked naively as she stared at his hand running long this fattening cock.

"Well that depends. Here and now, you would have to undo your robe and show me what you got. Then give me a bareback blow job to prove you are not a cock tease. If you wanted to audition later, I'd have to fuck you to see if you take a big cock." the driver said as a matter of fact. It was pitch he had given many a time.

"You show me yours and, if I thinks it's as good as you believe it is, I'll show you mine." Claire offered just as confidently as she toyed with a button on her robe. With that statement she saw the driver undo his belt buckle, unzip his pants and open the fly wide. He reached into the opening and down his leg to draw out a truly beautiful specimen of a cock. He may have been old, but he had the goods. Large well proportioned, with heavy veining and a fat pink helmet of a head. It extended out the past his palm and the girth was sizeable. Annie had to admit it was a keeper.

"Whooow. You were right. You got a good one there. Fairs fair." Annie said as she slowly undid the buttons on the robe she peeled it back and let it fall away from her breasts. Watching him show off, her areola had begun to wrinkle up as her nipples extended themselves on top of her large tanned chest. She pulled the robe away from her crotch so he could see the tiny pouch concealing her clit and the string running through her swelling labia. She heard him inhale deeply as he saw the opportunity of a lifetime in front of him.

"Swing your leg around and open up so I can see you better darling." the driver said as he slowly stroked his lengthening member. Annie watched him masturbate himself as she did what he asked. Her left leg swung over the edge to the gap between the seats. She let her right leg fall away displaying herself to this stranger. The driver saw the string of the small elastic waist band, the small yellow pouch covering her clit and the narrow string running between the lips of her bald vulva. The tan lines were being erased by the fully nude days in the sun and soft yet taut skin shone.

The driver had asked hundreds of women to join his posse. He had seen a ton of tits and lots of pussy. If you don't ask you never know the answer was his motto. As he worked his thumb down the length of his cock he thought of the frequent hand jobs, the many blow jobs and the wonderful fucks he had received. None of them, and I mean none of them compared to what was in front of him today. Here was what he had been looking for all the years - a beautiful, classy, experienced woman with a body to die for and a willingness to listen to his patter. His mind raced trying to figure out how to close the deal.

The sexual tension was palpable in the cab as he stared at her crotch. He brought his handsome cock up to vertical and extended the length of his slow strokes. "Show me all of you." he stated more than asked as the pink cock head began to turn a darker shade of red.

Annie reached down along her hip and quietly placed her fingers along the tight waistband and slid one of them under the elastic. She pushed her hand forward toward her crotch and let her finger lift away the band along the way until she reached her clit. She let her finger slide into the pouch and drew little circles over her aching little bud before slowing pulling the fabric away. She continued to peel the yellow fabric away which drew the wedged gusset string out from between her leaking labia. The cab began to fill with the aroma of sex as the wet fabric became visible and shared what it had soaked up.

"So far you are passing the test, just one step to go. Time for that blow job." the driver said as nonchalantly as if interviewing a new delivery helper. He held his erect cock at the base and tipping it toward her, suggested that she get on the job. "I promise you though, once you taste this delicious meat, you'll crave it regularly."

"I just went down on my girlfriend and have pussy juice all over my face. Are you sure you want that on your big cock. Her cum was real fine and it got smeared around a lot. I smeared some on my nipples like this." Annie said and demonstrated by taking the finger that was touching her clit and rubbing it over her nipple. "After I ate her out for the longest time, I sucked her clit until she came big time, just like I'm going to do with your cock." She continued as she replaced her hand on to her sex and began to use two fingers on work on her labia. "Do you like that? Do you like me to finger myself like this? Show me if you do, jerk yourself for me." Annie continued ratcheting up the heat.

"Girl, your cream ain't nearly as sweet as mine. You're going to want seconds after I feed you my cum. You're going to lick it all up and ask for more. They always do." the driver told her as he increased the fisting of his cock. "Put your face down here and work me."

Annie began to lean forward and put her right hand on the bulging biceps of the arm the driver. The arm that held the hand that was jerking his cock. She traced his muscular arm down until she felt this wrist. She let her hand continue over his powerful wrist down to his fingers.

"Move your hand big boy, time for a professional." Annie cooed in his ear as she took over working his rod. You have a load to deliver, can you come quick?"

"Let's finish this load first then we'll see about the other." the driver said as he grit his teeth to hold back his release. Her hand felt so cool and soft compared to his. He closed his eyes and fantasized what her pussy would feel like, when he got the chance to fuck her.

Annie lowered her head until her lips made contact with the tip of his cock. She stuck her tongue out and swirled it around the bulbous mushroom head and tasted the sweat. The driver had let his right hand drop and as Annie bent over, he reached up to grab her nipple. He then withdrew his hand and put it on her neck. Instead of pushing her head down, he slid it under the collar of her robe and worked the robe further off her shoulders and down her arms. Annie knew what he wanted and twisted her arms out of the cotton covering until she was topless in the cab. He swept his hand up and down her back as he encouraged her efforts to bring him off. Annie was sweeping her thumb up and down the heavily veined top of his cock while the palm of her hand was squeezing the prominent ridge that ran the length of the underside.

She closed her eyes and enjoyed the textural difference between this cock and those of her son and her husband who both had nice smooth ones. She felt it was as sweet as he said it was as she tongued the glans and worked her tongue under the foreskin. She felt his rough hands on her lower back push her forward more onto his cock and used her left hand to brace herself against the edge of this driver's seat. She used her right hand to grab and pull at his hairy balls while she held his cock only with her mouth. She felt him begin to grind his hips and knew that her cock sucking skills were working. 

They both heard it at the same time. BANG BANG BANG, something or someone pounding on the driver's door. The cab tilted to the left and at the open window was the tattooed driver's helper who had stepped onto the running board about to demand what was taking so long.

"Don't stop baby girl. Keep you mouth on it. I'm close. Don't get distracted." the driver urged Annie as he shifted his strong hand to the back of head. 

Annie looked up to see the young man staring at her mouth around the old man's cock. She felt the driver pull her hair back so his helper could see the masterful job she was doing. The driver had told the young man about his ability to get women but the younger always thought it was BS. Today, he learned a lesson -- listen to your elders. 

The young aide watched Annie suck at the end of his boss's hose of a cock and looked up to see that he had also gotten her naked in his truck. "Damn, how did he do that." he thought. 

"Look at him. Show him what a cock hound you are. Are you a cum slut too? Let him see me cum in your mouth. Make me cum now." the driver said desperately. "Look at him. Look in his eyes as you suck me. That's it."

As Annie stared at the speechless face of the helper, her tongue felt the first spasm of the hot sperm rising up the old man's pipe. She took her mouth of the end of his cock head but left the furrow of her tongue working the underside of the glans. She pulled back to allow them both to see his hot spunk explode out with such force that it hit the back of her throat. She swallowed and almost gagged but kept her mouth open as a receptacle for his semen. As his ejaculations waned, she brought her lips tight around the erupting end of his cock to catch all of his juice.

She held her mouth steady and worked her cum covered tongue over softening cock until he became too sensitive and urged her to pull away. Annie sat up, looked at the speechless young helper before turning to face the driver. She put her hands on his face and went to kiss him. When he responded she spit his own cum into his mouth. She pulled her face back, stuck out her tongue for both of them to see.

"All gone." she said which was rhetorical as they both saw her mouth was empty.

"You are a dirty one, aren't you." said the driver as he swallowed the surprise gift.

"Yes, I am. I'm up from the city and have more than my hands full with the three guys at the house. I don't get up this way much, if ever, so I don't think I need the job." Annie said with smile.

"Let me give you my card anyway just in case. You are special and we could make a lot of money, a whole lot of money if your girl friend is just as good." he implored tying to close the deal while Annie sat back and adjusted the bottom of her suit.

"Can I help you with that?" the young helper asked hoping to get some of what the old man got.

"No, I'm fine thanks." Annie cut him off by finding her robe but taunted him by taking her time to put it on. The young man's tattoos twitched as he watched her close the fine cotton fabric over a set of tits he would likely never see again.

Taking the card, she realized she did not have any pockets. Thinking quickly, she slid it into the pouch that protected her clit. With half of it sticking up out of her suit, she offered, "The ink won't run if it gets too wet will it?"

"Shall we take care of the other load now? Let's back her up."



The Long Weekend Ch. 35



The author and Annie are off of Cape d'Agde for a vacance so the next story while written will likely not be posted until November. Do check in to the wonderful Literotica site just in case I take my thumb drive with me and post from the nude beach WIFI.



Double checking the business card that she had so adroitly stuck in the bottom of her suit, Annie directed, "Darryl, shall we take care of the other load now? Back her up."

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP the insistent reverse alarm penetrated the quiet woods as Darryl, steered with his knee, while he tried to fit his recently emptied penis back into his pants.

Finally stopped, and with all the attention on the driver's side of the truck, Annie opened the passenger side door to disembark. It was a long way down but the young tattooed assistant had run around to help, thinking he might get some of what Darryl got. She looked down to see the young man reaching up with both arms to help her out. Her legs hung down not even close to the first step.

"Can I help?" he offered as he stared between her legs, trying to see something, anything.

"Yes, I think you can. I am so horny, you have two minutes to make me cum." Annie demanded, accepting his offer without thinking twice. She parted her legs and revealed the gusset of her suit again wedged in her vulva. "Meter's running" she said as she splayed her knees apart, giving him open access to her sex.

He slid Darryl's card to the side and dove in. He was so eager and aggressive with his tongue and fingers that he needed only sixty seconds. He wondered at the thickness of the cream his tongue found in Annie while she remembered that her son had not used a condom. As she felt the tip of his tongue curling to catch her juices, Annie squeezed her vaginal muscles and expelled what her son had left, which the tattooed helper sucked out without hesitation Annie was so impatient that she just about pulled his ears off as she ground the soft fleshy insides of her cunt onto his mouth and bucked against his face.

"My god I needed that." Annie said letting out a big gush of air. Although Danny had gone down on her earlier, the incident with Claire and now Darryl had gotten her hot and left her unsatisfied. It had been a long morning of taking care of others and it was about time that she took care of her own needs. As she slid out of the cab, the young man let his strong hands slide up her body, over her hips then under her robe to fondle her breasts before catching her under each arm to gently lift her down.

"You were a big help. Thanks" she offered up as she pushed his hands away to adjust her top before walking in her platform stilettos away from the truck to the entry of the house. She felt the young man staring at her while she walked and made sure she put an extra flounce in her hips with each step. As she stood there she felt relaxed now that the edge had been taken off. When she saw the boys walking up the path from the lake to where the material was being unloaded, she waved. As she did, she felt her breasts rolling from side to side under the robe. 

The boys did not miss a second of the tit action and all realized almost simultaneously that somehow, for some unknown reason, she had taken her bra off. None of cared to know the reason but were just very grateful to the universe that there was such a reason.

The young man and the driver began to hoist the material off the truck to the layout area. As they worked the old driver offered the sage words of advice. "If you don't ask you don't get and so it pays to ask all the time." 

"Amen." the young man agreed as he if he had just touched heaven.

By the time the five men finally unloaded the material, they had worked up quite a sweat and took a breather as Jake checked the bill.

"You guy's got yourself quite a handful with that woman." the driver observed matter of factly to Jake. 

"Yes, Mrs. Sullivan is quite something." Jake replied. "I hope we can get her up here more often."

"Mrs. Sullivan you say." the driver said as he filed the name. "From the city?"

'Yep, from the city." Jake confirmed as he signed the weigh bill. "Thanks."

"She's hot number. If you boys want some more action, call me. I got girls in town that love to party." the driver said handing Jake the card from his side line business. "We can hook you up with pretty much anything you want."

"Keep you in mind." Jake nodded as he filed Daryl's card in his pocket where he usually kept his phone.

"Damn, damn, damn." he swore as he realized he must have left his phone at Beth's house.

'Jr. can I borrow your phone. I need to call my dad to tell him everything has arrived. At lunch can I borrow the truck to go to Beth's to pick it up?" Jake called out.

"Here's mine dude, but my mom is using the truck to go somewhere. Maybe Danny will lend you his truck. Let's all take a break while you call. I'm going in the house to get a drink." Jr. replied. "Danny, break time."

Joining his mother on the front steps, Jr. gave her a big squeeze. "You look great. Where did you get the shoes?" he said as he secretly gave her breast a little caress.

"Thanks Jr., I found them in Mrs. Lumley's closet when I was helping Brice unpack. I just had to try them on. But how are you guys doing. It looks like you still have a lot of work to do." Annie said as eyed the pile of material at the end of the driveway.

"Yeah we do, but it should go pretty quickly. Did Mrs. Greene leave?"

"Yes, she had some errands to run. You know she is quite pretty. She is so embarrassed about her height and stuff that she has no confidence. I tried to help her and let her try on my swim suits. You know she is so modest with no sense of style, mostly because of her conservative husband." Annie confided in Jr.

"If you say so. I really didn't notice except for the fact she is almost as tall as me." Jr. admitted. "After last night and what we did this morning, other women don't interest me. 

Annie turned to her son and buried her breasts into his abdomen. "You're so sweet." she whispered as she hugged him close. Danny finished what he was doing and ambled toward the couple, allowing them some time to do whatever they were doing.

"Come on boys, I'll make some more coffee and wash up some of the remaining fruit. There might also be some cold drinks still in the fridge." Annie said as she stepped through the door. Jr. followed her and made sure he was right behind her as she climbed the stairs. He blocked out Danny who was trying to ease himself into the premier position. Jr. watched the two bum cheeks sway and wobble as she slowly climbed the stairs. Her thigh and calf muscles flexed and stretched giving a great show.

Reaching the kitchen Jr. went to help his mom, while Danny went to the powder room to wash up.

"Good on you for putting on the yellow bikini today. I love it. I love it even more when you don't wear a bra. It's so sexy. I think we'd all like it if you showed us a little more. Don't you? Undo the buttons on your top and just let hang free. After all we have all seen you naked." Jr. said making a logical case for getting his mother closer to naked. "Besides, I heard dad on the phone last night say it would be okay."

Annie knew he wanted her to do it and frankly she wanted to do it, but wanted to be subtle about it. If she had not just cum, she would have torn her top off at the suggestion, but the pressure had been eased a bit and she wanted to keep it just on the boil.

"You're right Jr., Sr. did say it was okay and I know you want me to, but gently." Annie said as she faced the counter and undid two middle buttons of the four buttons that were on the robe. The result was an opening that ran from the middle of her cleavage to just below her belly button. The opening was not readily noticeable unless she raised her arms or turned quickly. If she did either of those actions the opening became a diamond shaped gap that allowed the boys to have a glimpse of her breasts and perhaps her nipples. While his mother continued with making the coffee, Jr. tested the opening by sliding his hand in to find her breasts. As he cupped the large firm mounds, they responded to his touch and as he tweaked her nipples, she had to hold on the counter to counteract the shudder that caused her legs to weaken. Jr. squeezed a little harder and pulled the nipple outward before flexing his wrist to shrug the material away and expose her breast completely.

"Oh yeah, that's perfect. You are so beautiful. I love your breasts." Jr. said into her ear.

"Well you sucked on them for a long time when you were a baby." Annie said as she stood there and let her son fondle her.

Jr. felt that he had aroused her enough and let her breast fall back into her robe. He loaded the tray and got some soft drinks out of fridge along with some apples and bananas. 

"Shall we sit inside or outside to Jr. and to Danny who had just joined them."

"My vote is outside Mrs. Sullivan." came Jakes voice from the top of the stairs. "It's beautiful and we are all hot and sweaty. It'll be nice." he continued as he handed the phone back to Jr. "Thanks."

"Any objections?" Annie asked the group and turned and leaned back on her hands against the counter. The three men watched as her robe opened and revealed the delicious lower edges of each breast. They noted that, like they had speculated earlier, there was no bra or swim suit top – she was naked underneath.

"Everybody grab something, tray, glasses, cups, you know the drill." Annie commanded as she picked up the coffee pot and headed toward the door. They watched her lead the way and like small ships in the wake of a bigger boat they followed closely behind.

Arranging themselves at the table they set out the food and drink and relaxed. The sun was mid morning height and warm without being too strong. The man boys already looked hot and tired with the real work yet to start. Jake remembered the other morning when in a similar situation they were able to get Jr.'s mother to take he top off. Sure she had her bra on but it was worth a try he thought. He stood up and shucked off his shirt to reveal his hard young body that glistened with perspiration.

"That's better he said, that light breeze is fabulous. Oh, by the way. I had to use Jr.'s phone to let dad know the material arrived and he said hello to all of you." Jake shared with the group as kept standing so he could look down at the gap in Mrs. Sullivan's robe hoping to more titty.

"Good idea Jake, unloading that stuff was hot work." agreed Danny as he took his shirt off and sat back down. Jr. liked where this was going and also took his off. 

"Mrs. Sullivan, Jr. says you are going out for lunch. Is that true?" he asked of Annie who was sitting back in her chair having her coffee while chatting with the boys. She was aware but did not let on that the robe had settled partially open and was displaying the edge of one of her breasts and her stomach. Resting her coffee cup on the arm of the chair, caused the gap to open almost from areola to areola.

"Yes, someone I met with your dad invited me to her house for lunch today. Wasn't that sweet?" Annie replied nonchalantly. 

"That's great, but I think I left my phone where I was last night and need to go get it. Danny, do you think I could borrow your truck. We could likely pick it up on the way home later tonight but it's the other direction." Jr. asked. "I'd like to go over at lunch so I don't forget."

"Sure, not a problem. My mom was going to bring lunch over for us today so you'll miss that. But go ahead and use it if want." Danny replied as he looked longingly at Jr.'s mom. From where he sat he was sure he could see the dark rim of one areola. He had memorized their shape and deposited them into his fantasy bank for the times he had to masturbate. Jake was continuing to stare and Jr. knew it was time.

"Mom, your robe is gaping open." Jr. observed. 

"I'm sorry boys. I guess the buttons couldn't hold these big puppies." Annie said with a laugh as she started to move her hand to do them up.

"Since we have ours off, why don't you join us?" Jr. suggested.

"Why not just take if off Mrs. Sullivan." Jake chimed in. "We don't have shirts on. You did it yesterday." he persisted hoping to gain an advantage.

"Yes, but I had a top on underneath yesterday and your dad was here for parental supervision." Annie retorted but stopped moving her hand. 

Sensing that she might be positively disposed to the idea, all three boys chorused their support. But it was Jake and Jr. who closed the deal. Jake posited the argument that yes she had a top on underneath but it was very skimpy if not more down right sexy than being nude. In addition, his dad and Danny had seen her topless on Saturday and why should he and Jr. be left out. The penultimate point was that it was very private here and why not treat it like the club and go topless like they were and lastly they had been working hard and deserved a treat as an incentive to work hard the rest of the day. Annie was quite taken with the cogent position being offered and turned to Jr.

"Jr., it's up to you. What to you think?" she asked, coaxing them along.

Jr. looked at the two boys and then back to his mother. He took his time before he responded,

"I'd love you to and I don't think dad would mind. Please." he pretended to plead.

With an exaggerated exasperated exhalation of breath loudly expressing the fact that she was giving in Annie looked at the boys and confirmed what they had been angling for.

"Why do men always want to see naked women? If I do this you have to promise that I won't have a problem getting you back to work." Annie stipulated as she stood up. "Here goes. Here's what you want."

Annie stood up in her platform stilettos in front of the three expectant young boys. Standing in the tall yellow shoes forced her chest out and her shoulders back. Her breasts jiggled as she turned left and right, thrusting out her hip in a mock salsa step. Turning her back to them, she slid undid the thin top and let it slide off her shoulders. Then looking back at them she slowly turned around.

"Take it off. Take if off." came a simultaneous chant as the boys saw they were close to seeing Mrs. Sullivan topless. That would be the grand prize but they had already won, as the robe while covering her chest was barely around her waist and they saw the smallest tiniest micro-kini caught between her thighs barely covering her smoothly shaved and glistening sex. Her trim abdomen, tapered slim waist and taunt legs would become a legendary memory.

Annie had been cupping her breasts and holding the top to hide them. When she pulled both hands apart, dropping the two large tits to gently bounce the boys fell quiet. They had done it, Jr.'s mom the sexiest lady of the neighborhood, was standing topless in front of them. The breeze that Jake mentioned swept across her exposed nipples causing them to grow. The boys watched them extend and come to a point above puffed up perfect deep red areola. 

"Those are amazing." Jake declared. "Sorry Jr., but they are." he apologized for his irreverent faux pas.

"No, its okay Jake, they are amazing." Jr. agreed as he saw his mother put her hands on her hips as she dropped the robe onto the chair. In doing so she thrust her chest out further and the large breasts swayed while the nipples pointed up and out.

"So boys, do I pass the test?" Annie with a big smile as she cupped a breast in each hand, enjoying the command she had suddenly gained over them. Holding the breasts up allowed her to innocently touch the nipples with her thumbs.

"Eleven! I give you eleven out of ten!" shouted Danny, now that Jr. appeared to be cool their comments. He saw that she wasn't taunting them with her body but had definitely gotten a shot of confidence with the ability to show off. "I wish my mom had a swim suit like that. I love it, where did you get it?"

"Jr.'s dad got it for last year when we went to Vegas. He made me wear to the hotel pool. But you know what they say – what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.

"We should have a house rule here too. What happens at the lake stays at the lake. Don't you think Jr.?" Jake suggested enthusiastically.

"Mom, bend over and show us how they hang." Jr. suggested, knowing that his mother would not question the request.

"There just big milk sacs Jr., but here you go." his mother retorted while bending forward and placing her hands on the table and letting her breasts fall down and out. She squeezed her elbows together behind them to force them out more. She then shimmied and shook her shoulders to let them swing back and forth. The nipples continued to firm up and the arc of their path mesmerized the boys.

Already knowing the answer Jr. grew bolder, "I saw you touch your nipples. Do you like that mom? Would you mind I touched them? Maybe Jake or Danny would also like to?" Hoping to be supported in his request he beseeched Jr. and Jake for support.

"I think that is going a little further than just taking my top off, Jr." Annie said with firm authoritarian tone to her voice. As if to emphasize the fact stopped bending over and shaking her breasts and took a pause to look at the group. The sudden hang-dog look over their faces, removed any doubt she had about her ability to control the situation. 

Deciding to make a deal with the boys, Annie offered, "If I let you touch them, will you me alone and get back to work. Is that okay with you Jr.' I don't think your dad would mind a little touching" 

Danny hearing those words knew that he had already fingered and sucked her to orgasm. Jake knew that he had tongued her senseless the other day and she had watched him jerk off. Jr. knew all of those facts. It was therefore pretty much a given that they would be allowed to touch. Nods all round indicated their willingness to abide by whatever rules would allow them to fondle her.

"Jr., you better go first." his mother said as she walked to stand in front of him. He had fantasized but never believed what was going to happen. He wanted her to display herself in front of others, he wanted to touch her in front of others and he wanted to see others touch her. Now on a sunny Monday morning, she waited practically naked for him to make the first move. When he didn't react, she bent forward, and to keep her balance, placed her hands on his broad shoulders. His mother's breasts the ones he had suckled on as a baby were wantonly on show waiting for him. He reached tentatively placing a big hand over each one. He felt the hard rubbery nipple poke into his palm. He sucked in his breath as the other two boys watched with wide eyes. He hefted each one to demonstrate their weight. He rubbed his thumbs over her nipples as he squashed them with his fingers.

Everybody was feeling the tension. Annie felt the excitement continue to build and begin to flow to sex. Her knees increased their trembling as she became weak at the knees. Danny and Jake had already adjusted their cocks and Danny, touched his wallet to make sure his condom was close by. If he had the chance he wanted to be ready. Jr. leaned in and kissed each nipple before letting go. He had to stop himself because he had to take care of her but he too was ready to go all the way.

Jake was next and Annie moved to stand in front of him. He knew what he wanted and that was to stand next to her and let her feel his masculinity while he felt her. He stood up and took a breast in each hand and mentally concurred with Jr. that their weight was ideal. Large and heavy but not to the point of giving into gravity the tanned tits were losing their tan lines to become perfectly toned. He massaged and groped each one before tweaking her nipples with his fingers. With the rising testosterone in the group, he was trying to show off his prowess to the. As he bent over to kiss then suckle each one, he felt that he had done a good job as Annie held his shoulders and let out a low moan. Danny stood up as well and gently touched the top of her breasts before sweeping his hands over their whole surface in a holistic approach. His hands continued down her rib cage as he felt her catch her breath. She didn't stop him however as he swept his hands back to use his palm to rub circles on her nipples. He then switched to using one hand while his other hand traced down her back to caress her bum. This did not go unnoticed by Jake who stepped up and caressed her other breast and used his free hand to work her other butt cheek.




The Long Weekend Ch. 35



Annie was letting herself be led by the young men and just as she was going to put a stop to it she felt Jr. step up behind her and put his hand on her shoulders. He leaned down and with a small nibble on her neck asked quietly into her ear, "This is so sexy. Is this okay?"

As Jr. had stepped up behind her the two boys had moved their free hands to her front and were competing for access under the bottom of her yellow suit to her sex. Annie leaned her head back to answer him and Jr. was so caught up in the moment that he planted a sloppy erotic kiss on her lips. She responded and her tongue sought his as she fought hopelessly for control. Danny and Jake removed their hands from her chest and each bent over licking and sucking her tender sensitive nipples. Attention to her nipples was always the primary source of initial excitement to Annie and the bombardment of sensation was driving her crazy. She felt Jr. mold his body to her back and felt the bulge in his jeans press against her. 

As if they had a will of their own, her hands reached out and touched the boys on either side. She first made contact with their arms but soon found that she could touch their chest. With that reference point established she slid her hands over their nipples then down their smooth stomachs until she reached their belts. She felt them each suck in their breath trying to allow a space at the top of their waistband so she could put her hand in. It was a very awkward angle and when Danny found she was struggling, he quickly, undid his belt and unzipped his fly. Annie's hand found her way under the waist band of his shorts and he let out a huge sigh as she put her fingers around his cock. Jake had been watching with one eye and could not believe how hot, how passionate, how quiet everyone was and how Mrs. Sullivan was going along with it. Not to be outdone he, undid his jeans and guided her hand to his hard cock. It was already slippery with pre-cum and Annie smeared the silky liquid down his cock as lubrication. 

With a cock in each hand, Annie now felt the string of the elastic waist band being slid down over her hips. The string up the back was peeled out from between her buttocks and fully exposed her brown rose bud. She felt Darryl's card fall out of the waistband and it cascaded down to land on the patio. She realized it was Jr., who as he stood behind her, watched her being abased by his friends while she lustily began to jerk them off, was pulling down the bottoms 

As the supporting string band was pulled lower she felt the gusset being pulled from her vula and now with the suit bottom just above mid-thigh, she realized that she was completely vulnerable. She had passed the point of being able to stop this MMFM orgy. She leaned back against her son and on full display, let her self be used by the boys. Jake's fingers were soon searching her crotch, seeking entry to her inflamed cunt. She was so overcome with excitement and anxiety that she virtually collapsed into Jr.'s arms.

She knew if she knelt down or laid down it would be game over. They would fuck her and she would be forever lost. She knew she had to do what Jr. wanted, but was also worried about what Jr. would think of her and what she would think of herself. Here she was, the responsible adult, in a foursome with three young men, one of which was her son. She was on the verge of letting herself be swept away by the heat of the moment and the immense simulation.

"Jr., I can stand up anymore. I need to sit. It's too much for me." Annie called out for help.

Jr. who was dry humping her back while holding her up, did not hear the words but heard the feeling conveyed in her voice.

"Guys, guys. We gotta stop! My mom needs to stop." he declared while at the same time he continued to try and get himself off. It's hard to slow down a train, but he held his mother close and backup slowly disengaging her from the group.

Embarrassment flooded the mood as everyone realized how far they had taken things. They looked at Mrs. Sullivan, they looked at each other. They looked sheepish. Stutters of apologies began to be uttered as they realized the huge boundary they had crossed.

Anne, put her hand on the arm of her chair and said down, her quivering legs not longer able to hold her. Her trembling arms shook with excitement while the red flush of sexual arousal continued to spread.

"No, it's okay boys, really it is. I want it just as much as you do but Sr. would not be happy, I need time to think about it. You got me so hot and worked up that I could not help myself and let you get too carried away. It was my fault." she apologized in a most maternal way. I can't let you fuck me. I would suck you all off but I am embarrassed to do it in a group. I am so horny now that need to get off just like you do so. Would it be alright, if I masturbated here in front of you and let you jerk off on me?" Annie offered.

The boys, who just moments before rued the original idea of getting her to take her top off because it led to such an unintended exploitation of the situation, regained their sexual energy. They had feared that she would be angry. They thought because of what happened, future episodes would never occur. They thought they would be left with erections waiting for release. Instead, they had been offered a gift. A gift which fifteen minutes earlier never crossed their mind.

"Are you sure mom?" Jr. asked with concern in his voice but feeling that he needed to cum badly.

"Yes, Jr. I want to cum. I need to cum. I want you to cum. Help me to the chaise." Annie panted as she reached for his arm. Jr. helped her up and with her micro-kini bottom still half way down her thigh, they stutter stepped the five paces to the chaise lounge where she sat down. She swiveled around and putting her platform stilettos up on the cushion, pushed her bottoms down and pulled off. She leaned back completely naked on the horizontal cushions and offered herself to the boys.

The gathered around, embarrassed at first with the fact they had their pants down to their ankles and their cocks in their fists. They checked each other out, as they watched Mrs. Sullivan begin to aggressively squeeze her tits and pull at red erect nipples. She did a way better job than any of them had see on DVD's. As she began to undulate on chaise, she slid her right hand down to her crotch and began to diddle herself. Long strokes over the sides of her vulva were matched by long strokes by each of the boys. It was a like the matched drive shafts on the old steam locomotives. Long steady strokes that began to accelerate as the heat built up. Annie soon moved both hands to her pussy as she fingered her labia and frigged her clit. For awhile she watched the boys. Then she watched only her son and thought of his cum inside her. Then she closed her eyes and thought only of herself.

Jake came first and with a long groan, he bent and flexed his knees as his watery translucent cum shot out and landed in long splashes on her chest and stomach. His second load was thicker, creamier and he continued to milk his cock as he saw Jr., who was straddling the end of the chaise watching her pussy, spray his sperm in long ribbons from her knees to her hands on her crotch. Danny held out. Danny waited.

The warm sperm falling and pooling on Annie's body was the tipping point. She groaned and screamed as her body shuddered and her hips began to thrust wildly. That was the signal for Danny. He stepped in and dropped his thick creamy load, which had been building since he had gone down on her that morning, directly onto her nipples. The adolescent goo covered her dark red areola and flowed off her heaving breasts, dripping onto the cushions.

"How fucking hot was that." Jake exclaimed, before realizing it was a crass thing to say. "Sorry, but that was unbelievable. I've never cum so hard." he continued as he saw they each felt the same way but had not voiced it.

"Do you want a towel mom?" Jr. asked solicitously as all three boys, kept their gaze on her and intentionally avoided looking at each other. 

'No thank you Jr. I think I just need to be alone now." his mother replied gently as she lay before them covered in their cum. 

"Sure mom, sure. I understand." Jr. said tenderly. ""Let's go guys. Let's leave her alone."

The boys completed doing up their pants, finding their shirts and as an ensemble walked meekly to the side path. Jr. at the rear looked back to see his mother, lying in the sun and smearing their amalgam of cum over her body.

She does take good care of her skin he thought.



The Long Weekend Ch. 36



The author and Annie are just back from Cape d'Agde with some wonderful experiences that will be included in some future chapters. In the meantime we left off with...

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Jr., at the rear of the group, looked back to see his mother, lying in the sun and smearing their amalgam of cum over her body. She does take good care of her skin he thought as she gathered their sperm and spread a thin coating over her breasts, stomach, vulva and thighs.

She found that as she lay there that the sun and the light breeze were coming from the same direction and if she opened her legs they both feel directly on her sex. She felt the sun warm and help protein of the sperm soak into her skin and as the breeze began to dry it out she felt the residual crust that was forming draw any unwanted toxins out of her body. It was a novel holistic approach, but it was one that both Jr. and Sr. convinced her to firmly believe in.

She basked in the glow of the intense orgasm, but at the same time began to wonder what kind of a slut she was turning into. Here she was, a forty something mother, who was lying naked, covered in cum from three different boys on someone else's patio. She knew Jr. had wanted all of this and she loved him and was supposed to do what Jr. said. She knew that Sr. wanted her to expose herself to other men including her son's friends but she wasn't sure about how far she had gone today. She didn't know what to say to Sr. or how to even begin to discuss with him the wild thoughts and emotions she was having. She had been seduced into these taboo acts with her son, then his swim team mates, then other young boys had begun enjoying her shapely body and, each time, she said it would be the last.......but it never was!! 

Annie felt embarrassed and in a corner, but she knew that her son and his buddies had an extraordinary hold over her and it was because of this, she was filled with a mixture of shame and raw excitement.

Underneath all of it she had to admit that she enjoyed tempting the boys and showing off her body. She actually wanted them to grope her in their eager clumsy way and when she thought of her son pulling down the bottom of her yellow micro-kini she told herself that it should be okay. What really surprised her were her total erotic sensations of the obscene act of the three of them jerking off on her simultaneously. She remembered the intensity of their stroking, the total focus of their being on the sex act and how close she had been to cuming. She realized it was the hot splashes of their boy cream that had pushed her over the edge and that she wanted that feeling again. 

Feeling a wave of arousal being to form inside her abdomen, she lolled her head to the side and saw Darryl's card being carried away by the wind and made her mind up not to lose it. If he wanted two women, I wonder whom else would be interested she thought. 

So as not to lose Darryl's contact information, she swung her legs over the side of the chaise and stood up. She chased down the errant card. Looking around to confirm there was privacy, she attempted to pick it up without bending her legs. The stiletto heels and the extra two inch platforms made it impossible. She relaxed, took a deep breath then let it out as she tried again. She kept her back straight and her knees stiff and found she really had to stick her bum out to keep her balance but with a little bounce she was able to reach it. 

"I'm going to have to work on that, if I work for Darryl." She thought to herself. Being naked she realized she now had no place to put it. Walking back to the chaise she saw her yellow suit bottoms on the patio and holding onto the chaise, found it easier to bend over and pick it. "I guess it just takes practice." she said absent mindedly as she put the card with her bottoms on the robe on the chair.

Now, that she was up she felt she might as well get organized and out loud listed to herself the tasks; clean up the tea break leftovers, put Barbara' s shoes back, choose and lay out her clothes for the luncheon, finish packing, police hers and Jr.'s bedrooms.

Gathering the detritus of the break, she carried the loaded tray into the kitchen. Maybe a part-time job at Hooters for some spare change ran through her mind. She washed up the cups, cleaned the coffee pot and set out three sets of knives, forks, napkins for the lunch that her new friend, Danny's ersatz mother, was going to bring over.

Back out to the patio to pick up her clothes, she began to enjoy being naked and agreed with Jake's earlier comment, it was very private there. She made her way upstairs and laid the suit and card on the bed. She picked up the aqua stilettos that Claire had worn and took them to Barbara's special closet. There she replaced them and put the yellow ones she had been wearing next to them, just like they had been. She glanced around at the room one last time and felt the memories flood back. She walked over to her favorite dildo harness and touched the soft leather.

"One more time." she thought, "just one more time." and succumbed to the primal urge. She took it off it its pegs and stepped into it. She pressed it tight to her skin and adjusted the buckles. It felt so good, just like it used to. She looked at the shelves and found the dildo that reminded her of Jr. She lifted it up and ran her hands over its length and girth before snapping it into place. She turned to the full-length mirror and looked at herself. She imagined she was Jr. spying on her and began to gently rub her hands over the artificial cock. She thought of the times she had done that for him and her hands moved faster. She remembered him standing over her just a few minutes ago with his rampant cock in his hand, aiming it at her and her mind seized on the moment that the first blast of his cum shot out of him.

Annie, feeling both aroused and worried, decided to try and kill two birds with one stone. She thought she might multitask. She felt the boys would be edgy, awkward and thought that she needed to reassure them that she was okay and what they had done was bad but not unforgiveable. She also wanted to walk and flaunt the dildo harness like she used to do as a school girl. She left Barbara's closet and walked through the master bedroom to the deck door. Opening the door, wearing only the red leather and silver stud harness with its large white ersatz cock sticking out horizontally, she stepped hesitantly outside. Realizing it was indeed private, she strode confidently along the deck. Walking around the perimeter to the other side of the house, she saw she could see the boys working not far away. 

With her lower half hidden by the obscuring guardrail she waited for a lull in the construction noise.

"Yoohoo. Boys! Boys!" she called out and waved trying to get their attention. They looked up to see her, still topless and, waving with her left hand. As she waved, her tits swung back and forth, getting their full attention. What they did not see was that with her right hand she was furiously masturbating the long ivory rod. She felt the ridges slide through her hand as the fingers traced the contoured veins. She felt the bottom ridge in the furrow of her palm. It felt so wicked to beat off while watching the boys that she had to stop waving and hold the handrail with her left hand.

"I'm going to come down in about ten minutes to talk you. Do you want be to bring you anything?

The boys grew alarmed at what might be coming and looked at each other with trepidation. The general consensus was that they didn't need anything, including a lecture, and all shook their heads. Annie spread her knees and bent her knees and pretended she was her son and that he was fucking her. She pounded her fist wickedly over the false cock as she watched the boys intently and she fantasized what it would feel like.

"Okay, be down soon then." she confirmed and turned away for a final walk around the deck.

When she returned to the door, she closed and locked it. Pulling the room's curtains together to keep the sun out, she entered Barbara's lair and with a final look in the mirror, disengaged the apparatus and took off the belt. She needed to cool off before going down and she decided the best way to do that was to get herself off. She reached up and took down a pair of nipple clamps connected with a heavy chain. Searching the shelves she found a ten inch cyberskin cock with internal vibrator. She took it to the bathroom and watched herself in the mirror as she connected the clamps and felt the weight of chain pull almost painfully on her pinched extended nipples. She found the soothing balm she had used earlier on her sun burnt skin and applied it generously to the full length of the powerful toy. She retreated to her bedroom and lay on the bed next to her suit case. 

She closed her eyes and thought of how she and her son had slept last night so innocently yet intimately in the same bed. She ran the tool over her nipples and slid it down her abdomen. She ran it over her thighs before turning it on and bringing the vibrations close to her vulva. With the start of increased tingling she conjured an image in her mind of her son penetrating her this morning, penetrating her without a condom so she could feel his skin in direct contact with hers. She worked the extraordinarily long toy along the furrow of her vagina and with each movement pressed her labia further apart and eventually had her swollen slips surrounding half the length of the toy. She pressed the base of against her clit as she pulled tightly on the chain connecting her breasts. She contorted her face as she remembered feeling her son's cum launch into her vagina, trying to gain entrance to her cervix. She continued to rub the toy hard against her cunt, as if trying to start a fire the Indian way. The ember that had been smoldering, ignited and pulling hard on the nipple clamp chain she came gasping for air and thinking of her son.

Her nether lips were red and raw but she had the final release she needed and catching her breath she walked slowly on weak legs to the bathroom to wash off the toy and then to the closet to put it back. She released the nipple clamps and massaged her sore nipples. Putting the clamps back she took two nipple decorations, thinking that she might wear to Nancy's to show support for her applique's she had worn on Ladies Day.

Annie carefully closed the door and laid out a fresh off the shoulder button down the front sundress to wear to the luncheon. She selected a pair of casual flat shoes and opted for a matching bra and panty set. She knew all she had left to do was pack and tidy up the two bedrooms, so it was time to talk to the boys.

Slipping on her flip flops she headed down stairs, out the back door on a path to the construction site. She knew she was naked. They had all see her earlier and was it really any different that the club. She convinced herself that if handled correctly all would be well in the universe. Jake was the first to notice her coming down the hill toward them. He slowed down his work and his hesitations caused the others to look up. Soon they all had stopped as she came closer and closer.

Her short five foot nothing body was to die for and all parts were working together. The short steps, the swaying hips and the bouncing breasts were stunning. Finally getting to the boys, the air of confidence she had assumed waned but was not lost. She felt them looking her up and down and she made no move to cover herself up or apologize.

"Jake. I am taking you at your word that what happens at the lake stays at the lake. Ok?" Annie stated and turned to each boy individually as they nodded their consent.

"I am also taking your suggestion, that because it's private here it is okay to use it like the club and be naked. Ok? Again, all three boys nodded their encouragement.

"I am going to pretend I am at the club and when at the club everybody treats everybody else with respect and it's normally not a sexual scene. They also ask before they do anything and if the answer is no the answer is no. OK?" Three smiles indicated agreement.

"Jr. told me you had wanted to see me naked and frankly I wanted you to see me naked. I like my body, I am not afraid to show it. It got me hot to know that you were interested in me and frankly, you guys are hot stuff yourselves. When I let you convince me to show you my tits, you didn't have to try very hard. I wanted to. I wanted everything that happened. Frankly, I do not know what has come over me this weekend, but I have been extremely horny, likely past the point of being a slut.

As Annie was speaking the anxiety they each had been feeling began to ease, but they were still braced for bad news. While trying to maintain eye contact with her they could not completely stop their eyes from roaming over her body to see the one of the best sets of tits they would ever see. If they looked hard, and they did, they could see some bruising on her areola and her red swollen labia trapped between toned thighs. Occasionally a pair of down cast eyes saw gazed at her shapely legs and dainty feet. 

'Jake, you and Danny are friends with Jr. I want that to remain. I don't want you getting jealous or needy. Jr. knows everything about what I do and most of what I do, I do because of him. Make no mistake, I am his mother, but I am a mother that shares. There are no secrets and there can not be any secrets, if we are all going to have a relationship. Understood?"

"What we did might happen again, it might not. It was the result of a special set of circumstance. It was one of the hottest, sexiest times in my life and I will always treasure it."

"Can we agree on everything I said?" Annie asked looking squarely into each boy's eyes.

"Yes, Mrs. Sullivan. Jr. is my best friend and I don't want anything to affect that." avowed Jake.

"Of course, Mrs. Sullivan, I told you before, my mother has taught me well. I don't kiss and tell and I make a point not to be pushy." echoed Danny.

"Mom, I am so proud of the way you are dealing with what happened. I know I started it and you went along with it. But even so, thanks." Jr. confessed.

"Good." Annie said as she stepped up to each boy and gave them a quick hug and a peck on the cheek to seal the deal.

"Careful Mrs. Sullivan, you might start something you can't finish." Jake said mischievously but with a big grin.

"In your dreams Jake." Annie retorted with a smile.

"Jr., I have packed and will leave my bag upstairs for you to bring down later." I am going to shower and change then head off to Nancy's for lunch. I expect I'll be back about three o'clock or so."

"Danny, I left some place settings and napkins out for the picnic lunch your mom is going to bring over."

"Jake, what time to you think you will be done and we will be setting off. Should I get some pizza or something to either have here or on the drive back?" Annie asked trying to plan the rest of the day.

"The way things are going, we might be done by five-thirty or six. The pizza would just get cold. Would it be okay to plan on stopping on the way back? My dad gave me some money for food."

"Good. I'm off then. See you all later." Annie said warmly as she turned to leave. 

"Jr., one more thing. I think I'll wear a sundress today since it will just be me my new friend Nancy her sister and her dad. Do you think that will be alright?"

"Mom, I love that new print sundress with the spaghetti straps and low cut top. It is sexy but classy and make sure you wear your push-up half bra so that your tits can been seen. You will knock them out."

The boys were not about to start anything until she was out of sight. They watched every step she took to make sure.

"Boy that was a relief I thought we were going to get reamed." Jr. offered to the two other boys, who were also greatly relieved.

"Alright, since we are not going to get laid, back to work." Jake sighed.

By the time the boys were ready to quit for lunch, Annie had already left. Jake borrowed the keys to Danny's truck while Danny and Jr. grabbed a soda and sat on the front steps. They watched Jake, pull his T-shirt over his head as he ambled to the truck.

Jake settled into the small Toyota truck and has to adjust the seat to get his long legs in. The windows had been rolled down but the cab still smelled like pussy. He looked around and saw three thongs of different color hanging from the rear view mirror. 

"That's what it is. Way better than the usual pine scent that his mother uses in her car." he said rhetorically.

"I wonder whose they are?" he said, thinking Danny was hard one to read. A year younger than himself, Jake hated to admit it, but he felt that Danny had more experience than he had. These thongs seem to suggest that although slight and immature, he was getting more than his share of pussy. Stopped at the intersection, before making the turn onto the main highway he saw Kathy go by in her car while giving him a wave. She seemed in a hurry and swept by him before he had a chance to wave back.

So here we are, Monday lunch of the long weekend. Danny and Jr. are expecting a picnic lunch with Kathy at Jake's parent's house. Jake has gone to retrieve his mobile phone from Beth's house, while Annie has left to have lunch with Nancy, her sister and their father.

The way things have gone so far, in writing this piece of fiction/fact, it would seem that each would get their own chapter and then be reconciled after that. While I have the chapters written, I will release them in the order that you want them to be released.

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The Long Weekend Ch. 37



So here we are, Monday lunch of the long weekend. Danny and Jr. are anticipating a picnic lunch with Kathy at Jake's parent's house. Jake has gone to retrieve his mobile phone from Beth's house while Annie has left to have lunch with Nancy, her sister and their father.

The way things have gone so far, it would seem that each will get its own chapter and then be reconciled in the chapter after that. The ratings are in and the following order has been established.

After Claire had hurriedly departed that morning, Jake realized he did not have Beth's phone number or he would have asked her for it. "Dumbass" he thought to himself. It left him with the hope that she would be there, but in truth he had no idea. Feeling stupid he thought, "Well I will at least get some lunch while I am out."

As he drove to Beth's he continued to ponder about the three different colored used thongs hanging from the rear view mirror. He thought they might be some of his young girl friends, but had he known they were Mrs. Sullivan's he would have been shocked that in such a short period of time, Danny had gotten three pair from her while he had none. He drove quickly fearing that maybe after lunch Beth might go out shopping and although he made one wrong turn, he got there without any problem.

Parking the truck behind her car, he strode up the drive to the front door and rang the bell.

He saw someone peeking out of the security hole and smoothed down his hair which was unkempt from the morning's hard work in addition to getting blown around on the drive over because the windows were open. 

Prior to his arrival, Beth had risen mid-morning, well after everyone had gone. She realized that she had overslept but she needed it. She thought, her old body was not nearly as young at it once was and it took a long time to bounce back. She was distressed about not fulfilling her obligation to Jake, but felt better about it when she read Jake's kind note. She was so energized after her tryst with Jake the night before that she positively floated through the house. Returning to her room, she smelled the odor of sex and remembered what she had done, what THEY had done. She folded down the sheet and cover to let the bed air, thinking that rather than changing the sheets she would sleep in them a few more days so as to prolong her memories. 

She showered and put on her make-up and since it was a stay at home day, decided to dress up and maintain the illusion of youth. She went to her closet and searched for the perfect outfit. 

"It's here somewhere." Beth muttered to herself as she searched and searched. "There it is." she called out to herself. The short pleated plaid school skirt hanging under a starched white translucent blouse. "Perfect."

She had on a lacy bra and some white cotton panties and soon found some white knee high socks. They were pressure socks to help the veins in her legs but they looked like the real thing. She put on some black buckle up shoes and when she looked in the mirror she convinced herself she didn't look a day over eighteen. Whether the mirror was foggy from the shower steam, her eyesight was failing or both, the image in her mind was real.

She bounced and skipped around the house. "No coffee for you this morning." she dictated to herself, feeling that her heart rate was already way up. Instead she chose a decaf herbal to have with her cottage cheese and fruit. She was starved and in the midst of wolfing down the late breakfast when she was surprised by the chime of the door bell rang.

She jumped up and after checking to see who it was, opened the door to find Claire standing there.

"Oh my!" Claire exclaimed seeing Annie in such an outfit. "What's all this about?" she asked.

"Oh, just feeling like a young school girl today." Beth said, without really elaborating.

"I just made tea, would you like some?"

"I would thank you. I was here earlier, as you know and just came back to check on you." Claire advised as to the reason for her visit. "It's also been a strange morning, and I need someone to talk to about it. And that person can not be my husband."

"Claire, you're wonderful neighbor and a good friend. You have been very considerate of me and if I can help you, it'll be my pleasure. Tell me what's on your mind." Beth said sympathetically as they walked to the separate formal dining room.

"Beth I hoped you would say that. But first, tell me about this outfit and yourself. You seem revitalized, transformed." Claire asked as she poured herself a cup of tea and searched for the milk jug.

Beth, before she burst from excitement, was dying to tell someone, anyone. Her frail hands were trembling at the illicit nature of the events and the lasciviousness acts that had transpired. Before she started speaking she took a deep breath and put her tea cup down.

"I want to tell you, but I need you to be discrete. You likely guessed a little bit of what happened. Let's just say I had a night of the best sex of my entire life last night. It was something I thought would never happen but it did and it was better than anything I could have ever imagined. I feel like the young girl I used to be and that why I dressed up like this. I know it likely looks inappropriate or foolish on someone my age, but its how I feel." Beth said all at once, taking only two small breaths.

"I guessed it was something like that, since I met a most handsome young naked man in your house this morning when I came over." Claire confided with a conspiratorial smile.

"Yes, that was Jake. He came with his dad for dinner last night and Jake stayed to keep me company. I promised to drive him home this morning, but I was too exhausted to wake up. I wanted to thank you for taking him. I feel really bad about that." Beth apologized.

"It turned out to be my pleasure in more ways than one, and I should be thanking you. That is part of the reason I am here." Claire responded. "When I first came in, he was making coffee and he was completely naked. I have never seen naked men before and he made no apologies or attempt to cover up. He said you said it was fine to be naked in your house and he was going to stay that way.

'Claire, I'm so sorry you had to see that. I did tell him that and he loved the idea. You see, he found out that his mom and dad are members at the clothing optional club that I belong to and he wanted to try it out. I said that I was often naked at home and if it makes it easier, I would be naked with him. One thing led to another to another and another. Now you know." Claire elaborated.

"You mean you were all naked at dinner?" Claire asked in a surprise voice.

"No, sorry I did not make myself clear. His dad -- Brice, was the club today and when I talked to him, he said he was heading back into town. I said come for dinner. It was over dinner that it came out Brice and his wife Barbara, Jake's mother, have been long time members. Jake was more intrigued by the idea and after Brice left I suggested that he might want to try it, just like I have often suggested to you." Beth explained carefully trying to clarify the picture.

"So, you've seen the whole family naked then?" Claire asked.

"Oh, yes. Often. For instance, as I said, Brice was at the club yesterday. He was naked and on Saturday night he brought some woman with him. I think she is a friend of the family and her son is helping fix the house they just bought".

'I met the friend today. Her name is Annie Sullivan and her son Jr. goes to school with Jake. Was she naked as well? I thought you said yesterday was Ladies Day. What was he doing there?" 

"When she was there with Brice on Saturday night, Mrs. Sullivan was topless. She spent time with two other women Kathy and Nancy who were both completely naked as were their husbands. Kathy's nephew/son wore his toga. And to tell you the truth about today, Brice was the door prize." Beth said hoping the conversation would die there.

"You mean Danny was there with all the naked people on Saturday night? I met him this morning at the Lumley house and what do you mean the door prize?" Claire asked with incredulity.

"Yes, Danny was there. He and Kathy danced a lot and spent some time in the playroom. Brice was the door prize because he is a good fundraiser."

"Why is he so good?" Claire persisted

"Well........... let's just say that he is very well endowed and ladies bid on spending an hour with him. Today we raised over $800 with raffle tickets and the auction. Not bad for a small group. I run the raffle and today was one of our better days. It really helps the club and the ladies enjoy it." Beth boasted. She continued, "Claire, you can see that I am fine. What was that you wanted to talk to me about?"

"Beth. I am confused and what you told me adds to my confusion. I need advice and I can't turn to my husband." Claire reiterated. "So many things have happened and I don't really know where to begin."

'Begin at the beginning. More tea?"

"I think if I have tea or coffee I'll be in the bathroom all day. No, its probably better that I don't. Let me just start then. You know that I saw Jake naked this morning and when he made no attempt to cover up, I accepted the fact and tried to deal with it. You know that is my way. However, I found myself becoming comfortable and frankly, enjoying it. He served me coffee and very casually stood there with his penis very close. He didn't try anything it seemed rather natural but unsettling. When I drove him over, we chatted and seemed to get on fine, but I did see that he kept his hand on his thing as we drove and seemed to be playing with it. When we got there, he showed me around and then introduced me to everyone. That's where I met Annie, her son Jr. and the other boy Danny you mentioned. Annie just had her bathing suit on with a cover up over it. I stayed for coffee and when the boys went out to work, we continued to talk. I had never seen such a small suit. As you can see my wardrobe is very conservative due to my, how shall I say this, my embarrassment over my height. I try not to draw attention to myself. I guess Annie noticed this and suggested that I try on one of her suits to see how it feels. I found I liked the feeling. One thing led to another and when I tried on a really small suit, I saw that I didn't fit into the top very well and also that I have a lot of hair down there. When Annie saw it, she said she would trim it for me and while trimming it she saw my private parts. I have always kept them hidden because they are big and stick out but Annie said they were beautiful. Before I knew it, I was lying on the bed and she was kissing me down there. She made me feel like I never felt before. When I left, she told me I should be more confident, that I was beautiful and gave me her email address to keep in touch. The rest of the morning I was at sixes and sevens and after shopping, I came here. I am so mixed up." Claire admitted, making eye contact for the first time since starting her confession.

"Well Claire, I guess you now know how I felt most of last night and this morning. It was truly like a revelation or as you might say an epiphany. Regardless, a breakthrough. We make up these stories about ourselves and begin to believe them. But, if we leave ourselves open to receive what comes along they can be life changing. I never thought I would get over the death of my husband. But I did. I never thought to have a real life again. But I do. I never thought I would have real sex again. But I did. Life is about change." Beth said in passive voice.

"Without intellectualizing, how did you feel about what happened? Beth asked empathetically.

"I liked it. I could see how people could be attracted or seduced by it, but it flies in the face of what I have been told and the life I live." Claire responded feeling a little better about revealing her secret.

"Isn't that good?" Beth assuaged her guilt with a calm voice.

"I guess so but, what happens now.....?" Claire started to ask but was interrupted by the door bell.

Beth who had few visitors, especially on a Monday, was startled but got up quickly and went to the door. She peeked out and saw it was Jake. She threw open the door to greet him with a big smile. Jake stared at her outfit. She had fit her large pendulous breasts into a bra that held them up in their normal position. In doing so they jutted out so that the lace of the low cut top could be seen through the thin white fabric of her crisp white blouse.

Feeling a bit awkward about leaving only a note Jake was not sure how to proceed. "Er...I think I left my phone here. I've come to get it if I may."

"Certainly, certainly. I am just having tea and a chat with someone you know. Do you want a spot of lunch?" Claire asked almost dragging him inside and giving him a peck on the cheek as he nodded yes.

"I heard you liked being naked, do you want to take you clothes off again? 

"Oh yes please."

"Good, leave them in the living room and join us in the dining room." Claire said with a beguiling smile followed by a slight genuflect before turning and skipping out of the rom.

"We have a surprise. It goes to the heart of what we were just talking about." Beth offered to the inquisitive look of her friend. The two ladies sat expectantly facing each other and turned at the sound of someone entering the room. Beth let out a big smile and Claire covered her open mouth with her hand to mask her surprise. Jake was equally surprised as he stood bare assed naked in front of two fully clothed women.

"Jake, you know Mrs. Greene." Beth said rhetorically. 

"Yes, yes I do." Jake said warming up to the situation.

"We were just talking about how your unconditional acceptance of being nude came so suddenly. One minute dressed. One minute not." Beth continued. "I was certainly the beneficiary last night of your transformation. Don't just stand there, come on over Jake."

He walked over and gave Beth a small kiss on each cheek like he had seen his parents do and since he was not on familiar terms with Mrs. Greene, he stepped forward and extended his hand. In reaching for his hand, Claire could not help but stare at his male member. Returning to Beth, he stood behind and let his member hang close to her shoulder.

"Yes, I really can't believe it myself. I think I always wanted to but forbid myself the opportunity. Then when my dad left and Mrs. Palmer suggested we try being naked I jumped at the chance. I loved it. I think part of the reason I came back was not only to get my phone but to see her again and maybe get naked. Here I am." He said as he opened his arms wide to display his body.

"Yes you are. I was thinking about we said in the car. What I said about not doing what you want or need and holding everything in and you saying how freeing being naked is. I was talking with Beth about it and the more I do, the more I think I want to try." Claire said pleading with her eyes.

'I hear you Claire." Beth said as beckoned Jake to bend over so she can whisper in his ear. Sotto voce Beth suggested Jake go to the bedroom to get his phone and also the lube. Beth and Claire watched his good looking naked bum as he goes down the hall. Looking at each they smiled and laughed. 

"He is cute isn't he?" Beth asked a rhetorical question of Claire as they watched him return with his member dangling and swinging. Jake handed the small bottle to Mrs. Palmer.

"'I'll be back in sec, just want to put my phone with my clothes." Jake offered while the two ladies sat in silence and watched his tight white bum carry him into the other room.

"Why not join us Claire. This is your chance to try it out to join us. It's only the three of us. We are inside and the font door is locked and I can close the curtains." Beth urged as Claire, mesmerized by the swollen cock of the teenager in front of her, simply nodded.

Jake stood in front of Claire and when she doesn't respond, he began to unbutton her blouse. No one has ever done this so sensually to her before and she sat stiffly with anxiety. She let him undo the last button and slide his hand under her collar and effortlessly push it away from her neck toward her shoulder. The front hung open revealing her full padded bra. She felt him thumb the hollows at the nape of her neck and trace the lines of the bra's shoulder straps. His fingers eased the taut white straps off he shoulders and down he upper arms. He stroked the marks left in her skin soothing the sore flesh and causing an ache to course through her body. As Jake continued to push, the blouse also fell away tracking the descent of the straps. 

Her trembling arms were clasped tight to her sides so she is left with bare shoulders, a half exposed chest and her blouse getting wrinkled as it is trapped behind her back. Jake felt her nervous quivering as he returned his hands up along her arms to caress her neck. He slipped his hands down her back and when just above her shoulder blade, urged her to lean forward. His gentle subtle direction was like a good dancer leading his partner. He leaned in further and when Claire complied, he reached behind to undo the clasp and felt her stiffen even more.

"Its okay, I was scared when I got naked yesterday, but it's wonderful." Jake said softly close to her ear. 

"I wanted to I see you naked all morning, but this is better." he continued as he stepped closer and began to lightly caress his swelling cock that was glistening from the slippery coating of lube. 

Beth stood up to watch her boy toy begin to undress Claire. She moved close in behind Jake and reached around to play with his small masculine nipple. She felt him wince at the unexpected caress. Claire had pressed her arms to the side of her body but had begun to loosen their tight bond to her torso permitting the straps and blouse to fall down and the plain white cups of her bra to fall off the end of her shaking breasts. Covering the whole end of her medium sized breasts, her deep red areola and her long thick teats were exposed. Claire held her breath at the wantonness and for a moment, she was waiting for his aversion, his revulsion to her body. Nothing.

Beth had stopped her nipple play on Jake as she watched how Claire would react. She did not start again until she saw Jake's finger move Claire's nipple around like the gear shift in Danny's truck. She watched his finger begin to push and prod the large protuberances. He moved his fingers to trace large circles of the bumpy areolas before squeezing her nipples between his fingers in a manner to milking a cow.

"Oh Claire, you have beautiful breasts. Your nipples are so sexy like that." Beth offered as she watched her lover touch the other woman. "May I touch them too?"

Claire was so lost in the moment, she could only nod. 

Beth stepped forward and although she had never thought of making love to another woman, took the firm white breast of Claire in her frail hand. She palmed the nipple and then like Jake, squeezed and pulled on it. "So beautiful." she meowed." as she began to undo her own blouse. When she had all the buttons undone, she turned to Jake with the request, "Jake would you help me off with this."

Jake slipped the blouse off as Mrs. Palmer wiggled her arms. "Now the bra, you darling boy." Beth directed and felt Jakes fingers fussing with the catch. He soon released it, and letting go of one end, the bra fell free and Beth's long sagging breast were overcome by gravity and hung like plastic milk sacs pinned to a line. Beth squeezed both of them to massage the cramps that had begun to set in due to their lacy confinement. .

"I think we should move into either the living room or the bedroom don't you." Beth suggested hoping not to break the spell.

"I'd be okay with either. What about you Mrs. Greene?" Jake said in an accommodating tone. 




The Long Weekend Ch. 37



"Do you mind, I prefer to stay here?" Claire said keeping her options open because she knew what happens in bedrooms.

Jake stepped back while Claire stood up. He was taken aback as he had not remembered that she was taller than his six foot one inch body. As she stood, her blouse and bra fell completely off and landed on the floor on top of Beth's. Beth took Jake's hand, while he took Mrs. Greene's arm to steady her as they stepped away from the heap of discarded clothing.

Beth spoke up, "Jake, can you help me with Claire's skirt?"

With the request, Beth began to lower the zipper on the side seam. Jake reached out and took the waist band in each hand and gently lowered it to the floor. He had to bend over to do so and so found himself on one knee, then two knees, as he helped Mrs. Greene out of her clothes. He saw plain white panties that seem to be hiding a large amount of pubic hair over top of a larger rounded protrusion then a significant camel toe.

"Now my panties Jake. I'll keep my plaid school girl skirt on, if you don't mind."

Jake swiveled on his knees and reached under Mrs. Palmer's short skirt and found the waistband of her clean white panties. He pulled them down and felt her hand on his shoulder as she steadied herself before stepping out of them. The short skirt barely covered her sex and left a lot of wrinkled thigh exposed. Jake ran his hands up the back of her legs and gave the naked cheeks of her bum a squeeze.

"You cheeky monkey." Beth exclaimed playfully, as she jumped from the intrusion.

"Are you ready Claire?" Beth asked her guest who seemed to be a bit shocked at what was happening.

The question took a few seconds to sink in and similar to her response to the removal of her skirt she simply nodded.

Jake turned back to find a pair of trembling legs with knees and thighs pressed together. He gently but confidently placed his large hands on the front of her legs just above her knees. He wrapped his fingers gingerly over her wide hips then around the large firm solid thighs and on the outside of each leg swept his hands upwards over the long side seam until he found he thin elastic top.

"Last chance he said, as he tilted his head upward to see her face, looking down at him." Hearing no response, he peeled the top of the panties down. They were loose at the back and her bum became exposed first and she felt the nakedness. The front was held back the roughly trimmed triangle of pubic hair but the panties came to a complete stop when they reached her clenched thighs. 

"It will be fine, Mrs. Greene." Jake offered as he waited for her reply. While waiting, he moved his fingers to the front of her legs and pushed them back to back between her upper thighs. He pushed softly, suggesting and then encouraging her to open her legs to permit him to continue. Beth who had been watching the unfolding deed, put her hands on Claire's back and abdomen to reassure her. The physical contact by the older lady seemed to help and Claire succumbed to the moment and released the tension in her legs. She let out her breath in one noisy gasp and sucked her tummy. A gap appeared just below her crotch and Jake worked the panties down. They were now rolled up and formed a horizontal band across her mid thighs.

Jake slipped his finger into her crotch to pull them down and in doing so, discovered her abnormally large clitoris and labia. The back of his index finger scraped the area as he fought a way for the damp fabric to get through the small gap in the thighs. 

He finally managed to get them to her knees, then her ankles.

"Lift your left foot please, Mrs. Greene." Jake suggested as he pulled up gently on her ankle much the way a horse groom with their mount. Jake felt her rebalance herself on her right leg and as she drew up her foot he deftly slipped off the panties. He soon had the other foot up and she was completely naked while he knelt in front of her.

"See that was not so hard." Beth called out in a sing song voice. "Take my hand and Jake you take her other one." Beth directed as she started out toward the living room. 

"Just a little spin to get used to the feeling, shall we?" Beth urged the group who looked like grade school kids doing a May day dance. The trio bounced and skipped through the house, returning to the dining room. 'Jake, have a seat while Claire and I go to the kitchen and make you a bite of lunch." It was more of order than a question and Jake took a chair.

Beth and Claire moved to the kitchen. "How do you feel?" Beth asked as she pointed at the chips and soda for Claire. As she reached for the bread and cold ham she heard Claire's reply.

"I can't speak it's so unnerving. I think it feels good, but I can't be sure."

"That's why I thought you and I might have a few minutes alone with Jake. It can be overwhelming at first. Can you get a small bowl and serve some ice cream. He likes that for desert. If there is something to do, the fact that you are naked is less important." Beth advised as she completed her sandwich. With a confident and reassuring look to Claire she led the way back into the dining room.

"Here you go Jake, plus I've got ice cream for desert." Beth said, emphasizing the last part of the sentence. Beth was close to Jake as she served the sandwich plate then stepped aside to allow Claire to play the other tray near him. He noticed that her nipples had reduced in size as she became more comfortable with being nude but she was still very nervous. He put a hand on her hip and thanked her for the food. Claire let him keep his hand on her hip for a few moments before moving away to her chair. 

Beth resumed her position standing next to him while he ate. She pressed her body into his as she put her arm around his neck, ensuring the ownership was established. There was a nervous silence as they watched him eat. Beth stared at her lover and Claire could not help but notice the little stares and smiles that passed between them. 

"Are you ready for desert Jake?" Beth asked as she stood up and moved close to his chair. "We found out last night that he prefers a special way to eat his ice cream. I hope you don't mind." Beth explained to Claire as she watched Jake pick up the small bowl. Beth stepped closer and Jake raised the bowl so that her aged nipple was embedded in the cold dessert. She winced at the initial exposure but sighed deeply and held his head as he withdrew her soft sagging breast to suck deeply on the rampant twitching nipple. Claire gasped at the sight and watched in amazement as Jake feasted on his desert. Beth held her position until he had finished the bowl.

"Doesn't that remind you of mommy?" Beth observed as he placed the bowl on the table. While he did so, Beth retreated to her chair closer to Claire. "Could I have my dessert now?" holding her hands open and visually encouraging Jake to come to her.

While he walked back he saw Beth pouring a small amount of lube into her hand while Claire watched.

"Come here Jake." Beth requested confidently.

With Jake standing next to her, Beth raised her hand and grasped Jake's sex. He was surprised but not shocked. Claire was shocked as well as being embarrassed to witness such a deliberate act. Claire maybe embarrassed but she watched the obscene act and found herself incapacitated and taking shallow breaths. She began to fidget in an attempt to control herself.

"Do you mind Claire? It's what we talked about the serendipity of an opportunity that offers us a chance to explore ourselves. Being naked is not about sex, unless you're my age. I don't know how many good times I have left in me and I can not afford to let a good chance slip by." Beth said as she continued to stretch and pull at Jake's now horizontal rod. She took it in her hand and gently pulled back the foreskin to reveal the mushroom head. Claire sat open-mouthed in amazement at the wanton act in front of her but was incapable of moving. She was being transported to a world she had never seen. Beth fondled the teenager and with each stroke he seemed to get harder and harder.

Beth looked Claire in the eyes as she began to more openly massage a boy's penis in front of her friend. Jake felt his member getting fuller as it began its inevitable upward arc.

"Jake why not move closer to Claire so she can see?" Beth suggested and with her left hand pushed on his hip in the direction of Claire. Jake moved closer as instructed and is now very close to Claire who still clutched her hands together on her lap.

"Go ahead touch it." Beth suggested as she found her voice after watching the seduction of her guest. "You know your comment about community out reach...I think it is now time to reach out."

Claire smiled at the clever double entendre, reached out and put her hand out to touch the hot velvety offering. She quickly pulled it away. Jake reached out and took her hand. "It's okay Mrs. Greene. I want you to." he said placing her fingers around his sex and urging her to act.

Claire raised her arm back up and this time wrapped her fingers around the shaft. "I've never felt one before. My husband just pushes it in and after he has his way he goes to the bathroom to wash it off before putting on his pajamas and coming to bed."

Jake watched her in a trance like mode, fondle him. She was amazed at how firm it was, how hard yet spongy, how rigid yet supple. She felt its powerful weight and its innate strength. She rubbed her thumb over the mushroom head. "It's so big. I had no idea your penis would grow so large." she said in wonderment.

"It gets even bigger if you do this." Beth says and reaches for Jake's hip to draw him back to her chair. "With my arthritis, I can't kneel any more I hope this is okay, dear?" Beth continues as she leans forward to take the head of his swollen cock in her mouth. She worshiped the end of his member with her lips and tongue while holding the hairless scrotum in her hands. 

"Jake you are so big today. Are you just happy to see me or is it because Claire is here?" Beth asked between mouthfuls of sweet boy meat.

"Both I think, but you mouth is like velvet on my cock. It feels so good." Jake responded. Thinking ahead with a quick young brain, he realizes he doesn't have any condoms with him so fucking Claire is out of the question but he wondered if he could get her to suck his cock. It was turning into quite a 'nooner".

"I thought so. But remember, you came to see me, so I go first." 

"Claire do you want to feel what it's like when I suck him?' Beth asks to her intently watching guest, as she reached for Claire's hand and pulled it firmly toward the engorged cock. "Put your hand here and feel the pulsations he is giving off whenever I tongue hm."

Claire leans in to get a close look at Beth's mouth on Jake's cock and with each swirl of the tongue she feels a small spasm from the underside ridge. She weakens the grip she took on his member and begins to feel more twitches and quivering coming from his essence.

"Claire, put your tongue next to mine on the end of his cock and feel his response." Beth directed before continuing, 'I know with you here, he is so excited he won't last long.

Jake looked down to see Claire lean in and watch the two tongues sweep over the end of his jerking manhood."

"Jake, I need you now. If I stand up and hold onto the table will you fuck me right here, right now?" Beth said in excited desperation.

This had already gone on longer than Claire husband who obviously never believed in any kind of foreplay or after love. Jake nodded and pulled back so Claire's and Beth's tongue came off his cock.

Beth slowly raised herself to standing and facing the table placed her elbows on the shiny surface and offered her flat shiny backside to Jake. Jake lifted the pleated skirt over her hips and folded it back over her waist. With his foot he shoved her feet apart as he ran his fingers over her sex. 

"Claire, can you pass be the small bottle. I need to be sure we have enough lubrication." Claire felt that if her insides were anything like Beth's no additional lubrication would be necessary, but quickly passed the bottle to Jake. He squeezed some into his hand, passed his hand over his long glistening cock before putting it between her legs and sliding his fingers inside her. Beth felt the entry of his long fingers and her knees sagged with excitement.

"Hurry Jake! Please!"

Jake placed the bottle on the table and stepped in behind Beth to grab her hips. He slid his cock along her bum, before finding the entry and firmly slid in. He thrust repeatedly until he was fully buried and like last night felt that his cock and her vagina were meant for each other.

He took hold of her hips and began a slow thrust and withdrawal. The lube made it effortless and the smacking sound of his balls on her thighs was the music she wanted to hear. Claire became overcome with the sensuous nature of the flagrant act. She knew she should be shocked but instead she was aroused. She knew she should leave but instead she stayed. She knew she should turn away but instead she watched. She saw his cock glistening with a combination of juices enter and withdraw. She saw his young strong hips drive his sex into her and she saw Beth accept his penetrations. She heard the liquid squishy sound of the soft moist flesh being abased. She smelt the odor of sex that she had smelled in the bedroom earlier.

Beth turned her head to look at Claire, and although she had never thought of a woman lover, asked plaintively, "Touch my breast, please touch my breast."

Claire as if in a trance, reached out and touched another woman's breast for the first time. She felt its softness, its life. She saw the nipples had grown and remembered how she liked hers touched by Jake and reciprocated with Beth.

Beth struggled to keep her balance as Jake picked up the pace and his thrusting became more aggressive. The table groaned under the assault and Beth gave into the assault. 

"Finger me Jake." Beth said with what might have been thought was a final breath. 

Jake reached around her hips and sought under her sparse coating of wiry pubic her clit. He found it and began to finger. He found that rhythm that was faster than his thrusts and he could feel her orgasm surging through her. Although he had not cum, he buried himself to the hilt in her cunt and held her tight while the energy and lightning exploded within her. 

He held her up as she fought for air He felt the weight of her body on his cock and knew her body was trembling and ready to fall. He pulled out and grabbed her tight.

Please. To the bedroom, I need to lie down, I can't stand, to the bedroom." was all that he and Claire heard.

He virtually carried her down the hall and after Claire pulled back the covers, he laid her down.

"Jake," she said "I can't leave you like that but I can not go on. It was too exquisite, too intense."

"I might be able to help." Claire offered. "What could I do?"

"Could you suck him off for me Claire, that's what I would do if I could? Just sit on the bed and Jake will guide you. I know his penis has been in me, but it's okay, we're clean and it won't taste bad at all." Beth offered.

"I don't think I could do that, I'm not ready? Is there something else?" Claire demurred. Watching and touching is one thing but kissing a man's or a boy's penis was too much. The worry, the guilt would be too much." 

"Sit on the bed and face me, Claire." Jake directed so as to keep things going.

Claire sat and as she did so she felt Beth move around in the bed so she was lying next to Claire's leg. She felt Beth's arm around her waist as Jake moved to stand in front of her. His rampant juice covered cock was only inches away from a virgin mouth.  

"First, let me taste you." Jake said as he squatted down between her legs and beheld her large jutting clit. He turned his head to look at Beth who was staring at the protruding sex and encouraged him to move forward. Jake moved his face in and laid his long serpent like tongue on her slit and brought it up to wash over her. He tasted her arousal and savored the moment. He had never sucked cock, he wasn't gay or bi, but Claire's clit felt like he was sucking a cock. He knew what he liked and did it to Claire. She let him, more than that, she wanted him. Her husband had never done this to her. No one other that Annie this morning had seen it never mind touch it, lick it or suck it. She was besieged with guilt but overwhelmed with desire and let herself go.

He had wound her up good, hoping that when he stood up she might respond. Beth knew how good Jake's tongue could be, and as she watched Jake guide Claire's mouth to his cock, Beth knew Clair was gone. 

Claire had watched Beth, but doing it was so much better. She kissed it once and felt the lube smooth satiny head on her lips. She gave a little lick and tasted something she had never thought of tasting, the sex juices of a man and a woman. She pulled back and turned her head away.

'I'm sorry, I can't. I'm not ready."

Jake couldn't wait. Beth had brought him to the edge. The retreat from the brink during the walk from the dining room had ended and a renewed feeling was building. He slipped his hands gently around her head as he tried to guide her mouth to the sensitive areas of his cock. He felt her reluctance and let go.

"Lie back on the bed then Claire." Jake encouraged with a soothing tone.

As Claire lay back on the bed, Beth found herself looking at the large mons contoured with heavy wiry pubic hair. But what fascinated her was the smooth opalescent clit that was protruding below her pubic hair above a very large swollen labia. Beth found that she only had to move her head a little and move her body slightly to get better line that she had a perfect view of Claire's sex. When Jake stepped up and straddled Claire's thigh, all Beth had to do was to turn her head a little bit and she also had a great view of the cock that had recently been pummeling her. Jake took his steel hard cock in his hand and began to work the length of it and this squishy noise due to the lube and their combined juices was heard by all three. Claire sat up on her elbows and looked down at Beth staring at her sex and Jake staring at her sex and masturbating furiously.

"Claire, touch your breasts for me please. Play with your nipples." Jake stated as she turned to stare at Claire watching him stroke. Claire moved her hands to each breast and take a teat in between her thumb and index finger and began to knead and pull on her nipples for the first time in her life. She had wanted to for years but had never let herself. This was all she needed, someone to say it was okay.

Beth moved her face forward, opened her mouth and pursed her lips, and pressed them against Claire's clitoris. She had never been with another woman, and never expected to. She was sure she was heterosexual but the intensity and the sensuousness of the situation had broken down any barriers and any doubts as to whether or not she should let herself go down on her neighbor.

Beth knew what she liked, and she knew how Jake liked her to suck his cock, so what was so hard about this. She laid her tongue over the spherical knob of Claire's sex and drew little circles around it. She then made a furrow in her tongue and slid it under the protrusion as she would have done if Jake's cock had been in her mouth. She felt Claire trembling, her labia swelling and began to taste of flow of release from Claire's vagina. The smell of the virginal arousal, was a woman smell. It was new, it was different, but it was wonderful.

Beth felt something on the side of her face and turned to find the Jake had lowered the tip of his cock to touch her cheek. She turned her head and ran her tongue over the head of Jake's cock. She tasted the thin liquid salty pre-cum, she tasted the lube and she also tasted the come from her own pussy covering the end of Jake member. Beth knew she was too tired, too exhausted to endure tthe rigors of sucking off Jake. She turned her attention to Claire and laying her head on Claire's thigh languidly nuzzled, nipped, licked and finally suckled on Claire's clit.




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Jake looked down in amazement at a large tall young woman lying on her back with her legs open. She was playing with her own breasts, squeezing and pulling at her long bovine like nipples while watching him jerk off and an old neighbor going down on her. It was an amazing sight. It was hot. He was ready. He began to stroke faster and as his legs began to tremble Beth could feel the breeze from his hand near her face. She pulled back and looked at the red flared head of angry cock ready to explode. Jake, pulled the skin back on his cock and squeezed tightly and with a large groan announced he was about to come. Beth and Claire watched Jake begin long strokes along the length of his cock and soon saw the release of a hot syrupy liquid onto Claire's abdomen, pubic hair and vulva. 

The women were transfixed as Jake held his cock close to the women and continued to erupt a hot stream of liquid. When he had finally rid himself of all of his cream, he looked down at Beth, who looking at his softening expended cock, smiled knowing that she had provided for him. Beth returned her attention to Claire and with soft laps of her tongue like a cat at a bowl of milk licked up the gooey gobs of Jake's cum from Claire's sex. She felt Claire's labia swell and open, inviting Beth's tongue inside. Beth didn't hesitate and quickly swept her tongue into the hot moist fleshy inside of the only female vagina she ever had physical contact with. Jake watched as Beth eagerly mouthed the swollen pink lips before returning to suck on the long smooth clit.

"That's it, suck on it like a milkshake. Work your tongue on like you would to the top of a strawberry soft ice cream cone." Jake encouraged.

Beth did not need any instructions she had let herself go and her inborn female reaction was exactly what Claire needed. Claire's hips and pelvis began to rise and fall rapidly as Beth pushed her face in tighter. Jake watched Claire's back arch, her arms drop to clench and pull at the sheets and the bed cover, squeezing them in her fists. He watched her contorted face and taunt sinewy neck turn red from the strain of trying to control an unimaginably strong orgasm. Perhaps only the second one she ever had. Certainly the first one with a man helping her.

"Lie here with me a minute will you Claire?" Beth requested compassionately as she saw a confused but happy bed mate. Jake stepped back to bed and walked around to the other side were Claire's head was. Putting his two hands on the bed on either side of her head he bent over and gave her a small kiss on the cheek. Walking back to the other side he laid a hand on Beth's head, lovingly comforting her and then slipped his hand down her neck and her shoulders. He bent over and gave her a long meaningful kiss on her cheek and whispered in her ear "That was amazing you are amazing."

"Claire, thank you so much. You were fabulous. I think you are in good hands. Do you both mind if I eat and run? Jr. and Danny are waiting for me, and I am already late."

The two ladies looked at each other, and in the after glow they each had, nodded it was okay.

As he left to find his clothes and his phone, he looked over his shoulder to see Claire and Beth lying naked on the bed. Beth had moved more into a side by side sixty-nine so that her much smaller and older body was almost dwarfed by the larger younger Claire. Beth seemed to be encouraging the larger younger Claire to slide down on the mattress and mover her face closer to her plaid skirt.

He felt that his leaving wasn't noticed.



The Long Weekend Ch. 38



So here we are, Monday lunch of the long weekend. Danny and Jr. are anticipating a picnic lunch with Kathy at Jake's parent's house. Jake has gone to retrieve his mobile phone from Beth's house while Annie has left to have lunch with Nancy, her sister and their father.

The way things have gone so far, it would seem that each will get its own chapter and then be reconciled in the chapter after that. The ratings are in and the following order has been established.

Annie had walked down to the truck and retrieved the ring of keys from under the driver's side floor mat. As usual it was a big step up into the tall truck and since it had left sitting in the sun instead of the tree covered driveway it was hot inside. Annie undid a couple of buttons on the square bodice of the empire waist sundress. She liked the way it hung loosely on her body while it still accentuated her physical attributes. She adjusted the rear view mirror and saw the open buttons on the bodice exposed more of her cleavage which was being created by the push-up bra. She took out her charged cell phone and before dialing up the route on the GPS, took a quick peek at the images she had taken of her and Claire. The 5mp camera had done a good job and the natural light captured the two of them having a great time on the deck. As she scrolled through the images, she stopped for a moment at the close up of Claire's sex. "She's going to be so surprised when I send her this." Annie thought as switched to direction mode and entering the address.

"Twelve miles and twenty minutes" the audible response directed her down the gravel road to the make the first left. Annie was in no particular rush and put her favorite Springsteen CD and turned it up loud. She had bad boy thoughts as she drove but felt uneasy about the wantonness that had over taken her. She was looking forward to a nice lunch, a break, time apart to try and snap out of the endless lewdness she had found herself so much a part of, if not an instigator of.

She slipped her hand over the large white smooth Hurst shifter and remembered how Jr. had her ride it for part of the trip. Ever since then her sex drive had been high and her morals low. She tried to turn her mind away from such thoughts and found it was a delightful drive. The warm sun caused the buds to burst and blue sky brightened her mood, both making the trip memorable. She soon had the a/c off and was enjoying the warm breeze on her legs from the floor vents.

She arrived at the modest but ill maintained house. Ringing the door bell she was soon greeted by Nancy who was dressed in pair of pressed Bermuda shorts and sleeveless blouse. Nancy apologized for the mess, but said that since her pilot husband was away so much, that taking care of the outside of the recently purchased house had gotten away from her. Inside however, was a different story, neat as a pin with little things here and there, including a collection of miniature ships in bottles. 

'So glad you could come. That's a nice dress, perfect for today. You look so great in clothes, but with your body you also look gorgeous out of clothes. I just got back from picking up my dad and my sister. They were over your way and had I known I could have picked you up as well. They are wandering in the mess out back we call a garden and I was just going to take out some drinks. Could you help me? Would you like red or white wine or something else?" Nancy offered leading the way through the house to the kitchen where she had food laid out along with glasses for the drinks.

"Nice house you have Nancy and I can understand how you would not have time for the outside. Couldn't you get a service to do that? There might also be some young boys or girls around who would mow and rake it for you." Annie offered thinking that it might be some summer work for Danny.

"I had a young girl do it for us last year, but she went away to college and I haven't had a chance to put an ad on craigslist yet this year."

When they stepped outside Annie found a nice wooden deck surrounded by a large overgrown private yard. One small house off to the right would be mostly screened by deciduous trees when the leaves were fully out. They set the trays down between two of the four place settings that were arranged, one on each side of the square table.

"Yoohooo, Dad, Susanna come on I've got the drinks and our guest is here." Nancy called out to the couple standing by the hedge at the back of the yard.

When Susanna and her father arrived, they looked at Annie in disbelief.

"Dad this is Annie Sullivan. Annie this is my dad Charles Kent and this is my older sister Susanna." Nancy introduced with a chirpy voice and a sweep of her hand.

'Pleased to meet you Mr. Kent." Annie said while she offered her hand all the time feeling the intense gaze from Susanna's eyes.

"I know you. We've met before. I'd know you anywhere. You were the lady at the Chapter Six picnic area the other day. You were there with your son. I remember you to put on quite a show and I talked to your briefly just before you left. Wow, this is like a coincidence that only happens in fictional erotic stories." Susanna said as she came close and gave Annie a light kiss on the cheek.

'Nancy, this is one of the people I told you about on phone. Dad, do you remember Annie from lunch on Friday." Susanna continued as she stayed very close to Annie.

"No, can't say as I do. All I can recall is you helping me relieve the pressure that had been caused by the blue pill that I took earlier that day." Charles offered with a bit of embarrassment.

"Dad, she was the one that made you that way. She was having lunch and exposing herself to practically everyone. I certainly noticed."

"I'm sorry Susanna, all I remember was there was a woman there showing off her shaved cunt and big tits."

"Dad, you're so crude, you shouldn't say that!" chastised Nancy.

"Well she did and she gave the man she was with a hand job under the table." Charles continued honestly but bluntly. He had learned a few years ago that at his age he could speak his mind and people would just write it off to old age. There were no real repercussions and certainly not from his two daughters.

"Was that really you Annie?" Nancy inquired quickly to try and cut her father off from further blunders.

'Yes, it was. I am embarrassed but my son likes to show me off. He gets that from his dad, and sometimes, well actually most times, he gets excited and when he does if often he wants me to help him." Annie explained quietly hoping to have the incident closed.

"I remember when Nancy and Susanna were girls they used to have no hair down there. That was years ago, right before my wife died. But since they have grown up they have big furry bushes. They help me out a lot as well." Charles continued to interrupt.

'You know, I was a dentist until I retired, then I took up making boats in a bottle. I sell some and give Nancy and Susanna some when I come to visit them. Over the years they have been good at taking care of me. When you have had two daughters, and your wife dies, you don't want another wife. They take care of all my needs." he explained with a big smile as he reached out with both arms to give them a collective hug. To Annie it was more than a paternal hug and she remembered what Susanna had shared with at the picnic ground -- we keep our pubic hair bushy because that's how dad likes it.

"You know I don't see my two girls very often anymore, but when I do, I make sure I bring my blue pills along." he boasted. A toast he said, raising his glass, "To daughters and sons."

They all clinked glasses and sat around the table, all that is except Susanna, who stood behind Annie and placed her hand firmly on her bare shoulder. Standing close to Annie, the slim Susanna, began to lightly caress her shoulder and let her fingers wander up the nape of her neck. Annie luxuriated in the soft touch and relaxed into a posture signaling it was okay to continue. The conversation between the four of them dealt mainly with the trip. Annie found out that it was great tour and that Susanna and her father were assigned double occupancy rooms with two double beds. This was good because each of them was used to sleeping alone but the beds were large enough for a cuddle.

Nancy filled up their glasses again and when she returned from putting the food in the oven, announced that lunch would be in about twenty minutes. Nancy moved her chair closer to the father so they catch up on small talk, share the hors d'oeuvres and plus it had the benefit that they had a front row seat to Annie and Susanna.

"Perfect timing Nancy." said Susanna as she looked down at Annie before looking at her dad "Did you take your blue pill this morning dad?"

"Sure did honey, just like every morning on this trip." he replied with an eager reassurance. "Why do you ask, what did you have in mind?"

"Well, I remember your fondness for big tits and since neither of us girls has them, I was thinking that we might convince Annie to show us hers again. After all we have all seen them before, haven't we?" said Susanna cheerily as she moved her hand to the front of Annie' shoulder and slowly drew it across the top of her chest. She let her index finger fall into the crevasse of Annie's cleavage and ran it leisurely up and down feeling the depth of the smooth groove.

"You wouldn't mind would you Annie?" Susanna said confidently and somewhat rhetorically as she moved directly behind Annie's chair and placed both hands on her uncovered shoulders. She waited for Annie to acquiesce before letting her hands glide down the exposed chest and sweep her fingers over the full breast under the bodice. She withdrew her hands and carefully undid the remaining buttons until the bodice fell away to reveal a massive chest balancing on top of a white shelf bra. 

"Will you undo a few more buttons for us Annie?' Susanna said as she leant down to kiss Annie behind the ear. "Open it so we can see all of your breasts."

Annie silently undid two more buttons until Susanna was able to peel away the top of the sundress exposing the two mounds of trembling tanned flesh. As she brought her hands back from opening the dress, Susanna traced her thumbs over Annie's nipples that were trying to push through the lace of the bra. She slid her fingers under the edge of the small bra and tweaked the rubbery nubs. As she with drew her fingers she grabbed the hem and peeled the bra away from the areola. Although they were in the shade, Susanna was feeling the heat and saw that Annie was beginning to get a red flush.

"There dad, what do you think of these?" Susanna asked as Annie's breasts were totally exposed and on display while precariously balancing on the supporting bra.

"They are great. I love the big round shape and the large nipples. I kinda wish you girls had that but as I've always said -- if it doesn't fit in the mouth it's a waste and each of yours are a mouthful." Charles offered.

"Susanna, can you pull on them a bit, the way you do your sister's? I'd like to see that." he asked in a fatherly tone that suggested compliance all around. 

Annie, who had thought that she was in for a quiet family lunch and who on the drive over tried to deal with the angst of being a slut, sat in subdued silence while letting them do what they wanted with her. She should have stopped it earlier, but like earlier in the day with the boys, she had let it get too far. Her blood had started to flow, her pulse rate was up and her hormones were kicking into high gear. She felt Susanna take her enlarging nipples in her fingers and pull on them, stretching and tugging until they were taut teats.

"Okay baby girl, you remember how your daddy likes it." Charles said to Nancy as he leaned back in his chair and opened his legs. 

Nancy reached over and began to stroke her father's closest leg, searching for his cock. She found the bulge in his chinos and began to run her hand over its not too impressive length. She leaned forward in her chair and moved to kneel between his legs. 

"That's it. Undo my pants and take my cock out." her father directed as Nancy saw him watching her sister abuse Annie's breasts. She felt him lift his butt on the chair and knew she was to pull his pants off. She worked his pants down his slim atrophied thighs and over his knees and pressed them to the ground. It was a struggle but she got one foot out of a pant leg and he was able to slide forward in the chair and expose himself fully to his daughter. Nancy moved closer in and pressed her head to his crotch. She felt the effect of the blue pill hardening his small erection. She took him in her mouth and enjoyed a taste that she had almost forgotten.

"Pull her tits harder." Charles directed Susanna as he held Nancy's head hard to his sex. 

Annie felt Susanna squeeze harder and watched her breasts be pulled up and out. Annie grimaced with the assault and saw that Nancy was bobbing her head vigorously. She couldn't see her lips on his penis, but by the action but knew that a blow job was being given. Susanna watched her father hold her sister's head, he had been holding hers every night of the trip, and pulled Annie's nipples harder to stimulate him. 

All three women watched his face as he tried to pump his cock into Nancy's mouth. They could hear her gag, as he held her tight. Then they heard him issue a long groan as he pushed his daughter's head even harder onto his cock. His cum was thin and weak, but at this age, the orgasms his daughter's gave him were still strong. 

"Nancy, you are as good a cock sucker as you ever were. I think I need to come and visit more often" her father said as he slumped in the chair. "Be nice and share it with your sister."

Susanna walked over and waited for her sister to stand up before putting her face next to hers. She opened her mouth and felt her sister's lips mesh with hers and accepted the puddle of her father's cum.

"That's good girls. Nancy, can you help me on with my pants."

Susanna swallowed and with a smile to her dad and squeeze of her sister's arm, returned to Annie who had been left sitting topless watching the family. "Thank you for allowing that. You are so very sexy. I still want to go down on you. I love your shaved pussy and I want to taste you.' Susanna said sotto voce to Annie.

"Susanna, would you please help your sister with the lunch, while Annie and get to know each other." Mr. Kent directed.

"Annie, would you mind leaving your top undone. I have not seen a glorious set of tits like yours for years." Charles asked as he looked to Susanna for support.

"It will be alright. He only likes to do it with us. He's harmless." Susanna reassured Annie along with a small hug, before going inside with her sister.

"Did you like her squeezing your tits? It looked like you did. I know I did. When she pulled on them the last time I fell my balls release and really shoot my load into Nancy. She used to take it all the time, but since she got married and moved away, I've had to rely on Susanna." he said as if it just an everyday matter of fact.

Annie tried slumping in her chair as she considered a response. She was hoping to press her sore nipples against the cool edge of the metal table to try and soothe them. Mr. Kent saw what she was struggling to do and offered "Did Susanna hurt you? Come over here. As a dentist I was told I have magic fingers. I can help."

Annie felt at a bit of loss at what to do, but the ache in breasts and her sex, she lied to herself that it was okay. She stood up and holding the top of her dress up, walked over to Mr. Kent. "That's it. Come a bit closer." he instructed like a dentist who had been in practice for 35 years. It was authoritarian but gentle. It was a directive not an option.

Annie stepped closer and presented her red ripe nipples and bruised areola for his inspection. He leant in and pulled his glasses down his nose to get a closer look. "Oh yes. Oh my yes, yes, yes. I can see she did." he muttered to himself as he gazed as the swollen orbs in front of him. 

With a surprising gentle touch, so different from his gruff crude comments, he cupped her breasts with his warm soft hands. "This should help. It always worked for the girls." he advised as he gently squeezed and massaged her full breasts with his skilled hands. His palms were in direct contract with her nipples and his soft skin and gently manipulations soothed the ache as if by magic.

"Sometimes when it is too painful, I have told the girls that you need to refocus your attention. May I do that?" he said with a practiced professional confidence.

"Yes sir." Annie responded not sure what was going to happen.

She was soon aware what was going to happen as she felt his soft hand touching her leg under the bottom hem of her dress. She waited nervously and as the smooth hand grazed her silky skin,

"Dad, what are you doing?" Nancy called out. 

Annie and Nancy's father both immediately flinched. He dropped his hand looked embarrassed. They had been caught.

"I was just taking her mind off her sore nipples. The way I used to do with you girls. I would distract you and focus your thoughts elsewhere. Remember if you had sore nipples I would gently finger your cunt and you would soon forget about your nipples. That's all." her father said matter as if explaining a dental procedure. 

"It's okay Nancy, it seemed to work. But maybe it just moved the ache somewhere else." Annie said as she retreated back to her chair while holding up the top of her dress. Nancy put two plates down and immediately Susanna stepped up with two more. 

'Let me help you with that." Susanna said as she stepped behind Annie. "Let's just take this off for lunch shall we?" Susanna offered as she reached behind Annie's back to undo her bra. She put it the bench that ran along the railing before returning and pulling the bodice up, but leaving many of the supporting buttons undone. This displayed most of her alluring cleavage and the material when it was peeled back, clung to her nipples but appeared not to be in too much danger of falling off. 

"Very sexy." Susanna whispered in Annie's ear before taking her seat. Susanna slid her chair closer to the table and shifted along so that her knee could touch Annie's.

The crab salad on the side of a wonderful salmon almandine got the group discussing the TV series the Deadliest Catch. The girls all agreed that Sig Hansen was sexy, that it was too bad they lost Captain Phil Harris and Mike Rowe had a great voice and a great body that they had seen on Dirty Jobs, but that the gorgeous young deck hand on the Northwestern could set their bait and pull their pot anytime.

Amidst a great of light banter there was still a strong undercurrent of unrequited sex. The old man had cum but the daughters were still in service mode. Even though they were older and no longer considered girls, when their father was around they had never grown our of their childhood roles.

They waited and anticipated his every need. They were a second ahead with topping up the wine, ready with the lemon wedge. They very much wanted to please.

"I've got a surprise for desert." Nancy said. "Close your eyes dad."

'You stay seated Annie. Can you help me Suse?"

While they cleared the table, Annie wondered what the surprise was. She watched the two daughters return with a tray of two individual crème brulee dishes. They placed one in front of Annie and then stood on either side of their father as they placed his portion in front of him.

"Okay daddy, open your eyes."

Charles opened his eyes and when he saw the soft creamy desert in front of him he inhaled sharply and held his breath. "You remembered."

"How could we not daddy, it's our favorite too." they both replied almost simultaneously.




The Long Weekend Ch. 38



"Is it warm the way we like it?" he asked slowly and quietly.

"Of course it is, silly." they said as they stood there, each placing a hand on his shoulder.

Annie was amazed at the interaction and bewildered about the importance placed on serving. "This looks fantastic, why is it so special to you all?"

Charles looked at the two girls and with a knowing smile simply said, "Who wants to tell her?"

Nancy, like a student in school trying to get the teacher's attention spoke up first.

"When mom was alive she always made crème brulee for special occasions. When she started going out at night for bridge lessons, we would stay home with dad. Sometimes with Susanna alone or me alone, things would go a little too far. He might touch us and ask us to touch him. We each had boyfriends but it was different with him. When he asked us to suck his cock, I didn't like the taste but after I did, he always gave me some crème brulee. When he saw I liked it, he used to warm it up, like I did today and bring it into my bedroom. He would have me undress and then dip a few fingers in the crème before touching me or inserting them in me. Then he would slowly lick it out of me. I love the warm feeling of it inside of me and I liked his fingers and his tongue as he ate me out. Sometimes he spread it on his cock and made me lick it off him."

Not to be outdone, Susanna spoke up next, but not before Annie saw their father reach out and put an arm around each girl. As Susanna began to speak, Annie saw his hands make their way between each girl's legs just under their crotch.

"Daddy did he same thing to me. Then one day, Nancy and I were together with dad and we had been kissing his cock and he had been fingering us. We were all hot and bothered. Soon he had put crème brulee in each of us and told us to go down on each other. I can still remember Nancy's smooth soft hairless cunt filled with crème. It was better than any éclair and is still one of my most fond memories. I still love to eat a naked baby smooth cunt." she concluded as she looked directly at Annie. 

"Girls, I think it's time, don't you? I don't think Annie will mind." Charles suggested. He did not need to explain further, they began to eagerly undo their slacks and shorts. When they dropped their clothing to the floor, their slim bodies were clad only in their panties and tops.

"Yes, go on, don't stop." he directed after a few moments of silence that the girls used to reminisce. 

Nancy went first and removed her panties revealing her full thick bush. Charles looked in wonder at the exposed sex of his daughter that he had not seen in a couple of years. While she continued and took her top off, Susanna who had been staring, turned to look straight at Annie and slowly took off her thong and top as if doing a personal striptease for her.

The girls were trembling with anticipation and excitement as they stepped back closer to their dad as Nancy picked up the story, "After a while daddy began to fuck us. He used to watch us go down on each other, then the two of us would suck him and he would fuck us both but only cum in one. He took turns. He wanted us to eat the other's cream-pie and to make it easier, he used the crème brulee. He would push a few fingers in the one he had fucked and the sweet warm cream would mix with his hot thick cum and then the other one eat it out. By the time mom died, we didn't need the crème brulee anymore, we liked the taste of each other, but it is still our special desert."

Annie could not believe her ears. Here were three almost total strangers talking about years of incest that they still enjoyed as if it were completely normal. No apologies, no embarrassment, if any thing, it was obviously the basis for their relationships. While she contemplated her thoughts she saw the old man extend his hand up and begin to caress his adult daughters' sex. They kept their balance by holding on to his arm as they open their legs to let him have entry. He was slow, deliberate and determined as he worked their labia and felt them up. Charles paid little attention to Annie as he was focused on a rare event in his later years -- both daughters together. He had been having at least once a day sex on the trip with Susanna but it was this that he really needed. It had been years, it had been too long.

He removed his hands and slid his long soft delicate fingers into the crème brulee, he scooped up a large dollop. Annie saw the girls squat slightly to allow him to place the warm cream on their nether regions. Annie watched as they gave themselves to their dad while they closed their eyes to recollect the feelings of such intrusions. She watched as his fingers rubbed it into their vulvas before pushing it inside them. She stared at his fingers penetrating the women and when she looked at their faces, it was if they were young again.

"Bring your desert and sit over here in Susanna's chair where we can you see Annie." Mr. Kent directed with soothing but firm voice." "That's it, Susanna why not give her a hand." Charles says as he withdraws his fingers to lick them clean.

"Over here, Annie. Let me help you." Susanna directed and offered as she arranges the chair to face her father.

Annie slid her dish across the table and made her way the short distance to where Susanna is standing behind the chair. Susanna appeared sexually aroused and Annie could feel her aura attracting her own energy. She felt, she knew, what Susanna wanted.

"That's it, sit there where I can see you. Will you join us?" she asked as she gave the chair a nudge and stepped in closer. Susanna pressed her abdomen against the back of Annie's head as she reached over the seated woman's shoulder and peeled back the open bodice to see Annie's swollen red abused breasts. She looked down at Annie and as she gently guided her hands to soothe the angry areola, she quietly shared "I'm sorry about hurting you. You may have noticed already, but when dad gets excited he gets rough." 

Then to cover the secret she had just shared; Susanna carefully grasped the chin of Annie and pulled her head back so she could gaze down into her face. Annie looked up to see lust filling the eyes of Susanna. She felt her lean in just before she saw her face descend and feel two soft lips being dragged tenderly across her own open mouth. Susanna moved her mouth to Annie's ear, and whispered, "Daddy wants you to take your dress off for us. I want you to take if off for me."

Susanna returned her lips to Annie's and felt her lips signal she would. She extended her tongue and sensuously licked Annie's upper lip in thanks. Susanna kept her lips to Annie's as she felt Annie reach down and without being able to see, find the closure, locate the buttons and begin to undo them. Because Annie could not move her upper body, she had to pull her dress up to reach the last one near the hem. Charles watched his older daughter lustily kiss Annie while he began to more aggressively fondle his youngest. Annie saw none of this as she her head was back, her face up and her mouth full of Susanna's tongue.

Annie felt Susanna release her mouth and move around from behind the chair. As she raised her head she felt the sparks of increased stimulation as Susanna dragged her hand down her arm pulling the thin spaghetti straps down as she walked to the font of the chair. Susanna stood in front of Annie with her back to her dad and her sister. "Let me Annie." she said as she reached for the overlapping but undone closure. Like Mosses parting the Red Sea, she peeled back her sun dress to reveal a body glistening with anticipation. Annie's large breasts had settled down on her upper rib cage and the nipples had swung out to the side. Her soft stomach and cute belly button rose in a nice bulge above the white lacy panties. Annie's juices had begun to flow from the tantalizing tongue play and moistened the gusset of her panties. She squeezed her thighs together to control her urges but that had led to the panties bunching in her crotch and forming a visible wet camel toe. She had not had a lot of kissing over the last few days. She had had a lot of sex but not a lot of kissing. She thought of how many hours she had spent with her girlfriends and the sister's at school practicing for this moment.

Susanna's eyes inched slowly down the voluptuous body in front of her. Her eyes stopped when she gazed at the moist panties shielding the pussy she hunted. Since trying to pick her up on Friday, Susanna had thought of nothing else. She had resigned herself to never seeing her dream lover again and had tried to slake her lust by taking care of her dad. She tried to sublimate her bi-sexual feelings but ever since the first time she went down on her sister, she knew her preference.

As she reached in to help Annie get her arms out of the dress, she felt weak and had to grasp Annie's smooth satin thighs to keep herself upright. In doing so she remembered to keep her legs straight. As she bent over she offered her father a view better than of the Grand Canyon. Charles and his daughter Nancy were treated to a swollen red vulva tucked between a semi-flat bum. Susanna's butt cheeks framed her rose bud, visible above her labia, which were framed below by her long untrimmed pubic hair which still had traces of crème brulee caught in its coarse strands. The increased stimulation caused Mr. Kent to pinch his younger daughter's pussy lips harder causing her to grimace. 

"That's it baby girl, daddy wants to really feel that cunt of yours. It's been too long. Tell daddy you love it and want more." Mr. Kent demanded.

"Oh daddy, I love when you do that in me. My husband is not nearly as good as you are. Finger fuck me daddy, make me cum!" Nancy responded eagerly as she spread her legs wider allowing him greater access to her sore vagina.

"Susanna, spread you legs so your sister and I can see your pussy. That's it, wider." Mr. Kent directed as his daughter presented herself to her dad.

"Now, get her panties off, I want to see her cunt."

Susanna was only to happy to respond to the last request and while never losing eye contact with Annie, she grasped the waistband of the white lacy panties. "Lift your hips for me."

Annie did as she was told and raised herself off the chair and felt her panties being gently but urgently removed. She felt the soft satiny fabric slide between her bum and the rough outdoor fabric of the chair cushion. She let her buttocks fall onto the rough fabric as Susanna, worked the wet panties down her thighs, over her knees before pushing them down to her ankles. "Lift your foot."

Annie lifted her foot and the panties fell off. She stepped out of the other leg hole and closed her legs in an attempt at some sort of modesty. It didn't work as she was in the midst of a hormonal orgy.

"Back up Susanna, move to your right so I see." Charles demanded as he continued to molest his other daughter. Susanna backed up and put he hands on her knees for balance as she continued to bend over. She wiggled her ass to get his attention, which was still focused on her younger sister. Her father saw the movement and with his free hand began to caress her bum before tracing a finger down her backside and probing her. 

Mr. Kent looked to either side at his two daughters' who had willingly offered themselves to him. He was beginning to feel the urge and wished that he had brought another blue pill with him. He was excited but wasn't sure if he could hard again.

"Annie, you have a great body. Doesn't she girls? I can see why my daughter wants you. Every since she was younger I knew she liked pussy better than cock. I remember she loved to go down on Nancy, when her cunt looked hairless like yours, she didn't even really need the crème brulee." Mr. Kent stated categorically as he grimaced trying to work up the testosterone for an erection. He looked at the bald slit of Annie, just peaking above her crotch. He had three pussies in front of him and it was still not enough.

"Show Susanna your cunt, Annie. Show her what she's been wanting."

Annie was completely lost with the situation. The old man, in front of her, was abusing his two daughters and she was allowing it to happen. She was participating in an obscene event. More to the point, she was enjoying it. When she heard his request, she hesitated momentarily but knew she would comply. She slid forward in her chair and let her knees fall out to the side and displayed her red swollen lips that were beginning to turn a darker shade of red. 

"Is this what you wanted Susanna." Annie asked as she just sat there letting her naked display torment the older daughter. She found her legs were trembling as she wantonly offered herself.

"Daddy, I want to eat her out. Let me please?" Susanna pleaded with her dad as she started to move toward the seated woman. Feeling no resistance she knelt on the ground between Annie's legs and took a long slow deep breath as she saw the pink vertical slit that was continuing to ooze her juices. 

"Oh daddy, this is exactly what I wanted." Susanna exclaimed as she moved her hands along Annie's thighs and her face in closer to her prize. When she got closer, she could smell Annie's arousal and watched the small stream of wetness flow onto the spreading lips. Annie watched the top of her neo-lover's head descend into her crotch. She felt Susanna's tongue probe her vulva to find the aching entry into her. Susanna pressed her search and found the soft velvet entrance she was searching for. Her tongue worked all edges of the hole and soon found it opening wider. She placed her hands close to Annie's hips and used her fingers to pull the distended lips apart. She peered into the red black darkness and put her nostrils in to inhale the tangy bouquet of arousal.

As Susanna bored into the crotch of Annie, Nancy was beginning to shiver from the intrusion of her father's fingers. Her father in the meantime was continuing to rub his crotch urging a response from his member. Nothing seemed to be working.

"Baby girl, time to go to work. Lay on your back and eat your older sister out." He directed more than suggested as he withdrew his fingers and slid his chair back, making room for Nancy to lie under her older sister's twat. Nancy eagerly move to behind her sister and with some maneuvering managed to her face under Susanna. She looked up to see that her sister's spread legs allowed her pink cunt to be right above her mouth. She reached up and held her older sister's hips and raised her head to make contact with a dripping juicy honey pot. She held herself up to eat her sister out but found the strain on her neck was too great. She laid her head on the ground and pulled her sister sex toward her. She felt he sister move her knees further apart and watched her pussy being lowered toward her mouth.

"That's it baby girl, eat your sister's cunt. I need to get hard again so I can fuck you. It's been a long time since I sunk my cock into your honey pot."

Annie looks at the old man who is staring at his two girls. She is feeling the heat from Susanna's tongue and began gentle rhythmic pulsations of her crotch to match the tempo of the intruding tongue. In the father's face she saw that the look of lust set in. His crotch developed the small bulge he had been hoping for and he undid his belt and his fly to touch himself directly. He massaged the small growing penis and never once looked at anything but the tongue of his young daughter buried inside his older daughter.

"That's it baby girl, keep eating. Daddy's ready now, open up." Mr. Kent said as he slid from the chair and knelt between his younger daughter's now spread legs. 

"What a cunt you have, what a wet juicy cunt. Does it want daddy's cock?" He coarsely called out as he moved closer and lay against her.

"mmmm,yeeessss." came the muffled reply of woman who had her mouth full of swollen clit.

"Spread you legs baby girl, get your cunt ready to take my cock." he yelled as he pushed her knees apart and thrust his small semi-firm cock into her bushy hole. Annie watched as he balanced himself on his hands similar to a push up posture while he rammed himself into her. She saw that he never took his eyes of his daughter's tongue digging into the pink hole of the woman sitting on her face.

Annie gave into the moment and came with shudder and moan as she held Susanna's head firmly affixed to her erupting pussy. She squeezed and shot a stream of hot liquid cum onto Susanna's lips. Susanna drank in as much as she could but much of it ran down her chin, her neck and her chest before dripping down onto the wood deck. This release along with the aggressive probing of Nancy's tongue caused Susanna to rise on the crest of swell of long awaited orgasm.

Charles saw and heard the commotion in front of him. He saw the stream of female release from Susanna cascade down onto his younger daughter's face. It was the image he needed. He had seen it before and too him it was immaculate. With as big a thrust as he could muster he shoved himself further into his daughter before collapsing on her back.

Weakened but undaunted, he was still the dad. "Susanna, enough of that. Get down here and have my cream-pie." he demanded as he rolled over exhausted onto his back on the deck. 

Annie felt abandoned when Susanna quickly retreated to turn around on top of her sister. She watched as Susanna reached between her younger sister's legs to stretch her vagina apart. There felt Nancy contract her muscles and expel a few small drops of runny semen that she was supposed to suck up. 

"Watch daddy, I'll eat it all up."

Nancy had forgotten the wonderful feelings of her sister eating their father's cum of her cunt and bounced her hips up and down as she gained the release she had been seeking. After settling down from the sexual rush, the two girls lay next to their father. Their pussies were close to his shoulders as they laid their heads on his thighs and with adoring eyes, kissed and fondled the wilted cock that had sired them.

Annie, felt incidental, she wasn't really needed or wanted. She felt used. Sure she had for the most part been a willing participant, but the three of them were a family and she wasn't

She stood up and except for a small smile from Susanna, picked up her bra, but left her panties behind and made her way to the front door and through the unkept yard to her son's truck with out acknowledgement. She wouldn't be missed, she wouldn't tell Danny about the job opportunity and she wouldn't give them a second thought.



The Long Weekend Ch. 39



By the time the boys were ready to quit Annie had already left and Jake borrowed the keys to Danny's truck while Danny and Jr. each grabbed a soda and sat on the front steps. As they sucked on their sodas, they watched Jake pull his T-shirt over his head as he ambled to the truck. Relaxing after the long morning's grueling work they were happy it was lunch time.

Kathy in the meantime had had a restless night. She was wired. Ever since Saturday night at the club.... she was hot. She found herself unusually alert and her synapses were firing freakishly fast as she anticipated lunch with three boys, and her - the only adult supervision. She knew she was going to get laid and wanted be sure that Danny would be okay with it. The two of them, as part of his tutorials, had lots of FFFM's but she knew how men can be in a MMMF situation when their testosterone is leading their dicks.

She was up early. As a day trader Kathy had the smarts, made a ton of money and this Monday morning was on fire. Not only about the market moves that she had anticipated but about what lay in store. Kathy was the money maker in the family. While she was making the mortgage money, Bob, her husband, was out cleaning up his bass boat from the weekend tournament.

That Monday morning her reflexes seemed acute and her trades seemed faster. Every morning, the algorithm she wrote tracked her earning less commissions and expenses and kept a running tally on the sidebar of the screen. She had an alarm built in that told when she had made her daily goal, $2,000. Sometimes it took all day, some time less. This morning, time seemed to stand still, as every decision she made paid off handsomely.

She put in a solid six hours, her husband Bob and her son Danny, knew enough not to interfere or enter the den during her work. She was always focused and this morning more so than ever. She made the same amount every day and at the end of the year that netted them enough money so Bob could have his fishing and hunting, they could take care of Danny, and live in a nice house. It also meant that most of Kathy's afternoons were free. 

Monday afternoon was BLT. She and eight other ladies play tennis at the local tennis club. It was aggressive and hard fought ladies doubles. They played hard on the court and they played harder in the steam room afterwards. She didn't know how the group got formed but she'd been asked to join shortly after she and her husband arrived in the area. Kathy thought The BLT club was an acronym for the lunch time ladies. But she soon found that it stood for Bi Ladies Tennis. The ladies were all about Kathy's age and Kathy's fitness level. They changed partners every week and the only rule was the losers had to go down on the winners. The result at stake for the winners was always a good pussy licking and an orgasm. Kathy was a winner as often as she was a loser, but she really didn't mind either way but generally preferred to be a winner. The name had come about because in the steam room twosomes sometimes turned into threesomes and that kind of a sandwich gave rise to BLT. Interestingly enough, there were two African-American women in the group, so rather than always a white bread sandwich, sometimes there was a whole wheat sandwich. Kathy always looked forward to Monday afternoons but today was special because of Monday lunchtime.

Kathy had a couple of hours before driving lunch over to Danny and the other two boys. She was anxious about Danny and how he would be if you could get the other two boys to fuck her. She thought a little bit about how she could alleviate any problems with Danny. She remembered how Danny was so taken by Annie's shaved pussy that she decided maybe she should do the same thing. It would be a treat for Danny, she wasn't even sure her husband Bob would notice, but if he did she could explain it away. Besides, it would always grow back. Making a couple of notes for tomorrow's trading day she got up from the computer switched it off and went to bedroom. She took out her short white pleated tennis skirt. She laid on the bed beside her tennis panties her sports bra and her short socks. She took her tennis bag from the closet made sure the two rackets and a new tin of balls were inside. She took off her light jogging suit that she wore every morning while she worked. She walked into the master bathroom and stood in front of the vanity with the two double sinks. She looked at herself in the mirror, at the two medium-sized pear shaped breasts that hung nicely on her. Her regular workout had maintained her tone and she noticed her waist was still narrow before filling out to a good set of hips. In the middle between her thighs was a big patch of bushy red pubic hair. She looked at for the last time, "goodbye girls." Kathy said out loud as she looked in the drawer for some scissors. She found a scissors and with a deep breath, pulled the hair away and began to slip as close as she could to the skin. A pile of red hair grew on the floor between her legs as she continued to snip and cut. "My goodness, I had a lot of hair. I didn't realize I had so much. But, I've never cut it in my life, never even trimmed it. So I guess it's not a surprise."

When she had got it down to manageable stubble, she went to her husband's side of the vanity and reached for his electric razor. She took the contour shaver turned it on and put the stainless steel head to her skin. She felt its thousands of tiny vibrations penetrate the skin stimulates follicles and snip them off as she ran it back and forth. "I could get used to this." She thought.

As often as she had shaved her legs and her thighs she had never come close to shaving her pubic area. She thrust her pelvic bone forward and her mons appeared to her for one of the first times. She took her handheld makeup mirror and lowering it between her legs admired something she had never really seen before. She had seen other people, other women, many other women but she had never spent time looking at her own sex. She could see the large red lips hanging down. Not the neat and tidy type that some women seem to have. Her lips, her labia seem to be on display wanting to be noticed, wanting to be touched, much like she herself.

Kathy worked the razor in the furrows of her hips, beside her nether lips, along her perineum, before sliding it through the crack of her ass that she saw was also a very hairy. She spent quite a time with the razor trying to get down to bare skin and when she had most of it done she tried to knock as much coarse pubic hair off the razor and she could before she put it back. Moving back to her side of the vanity she reached into the drawer and took out the single bladed razor that she used for her eyebrows. Walking back to her husband's side she found his shaving cream and noticed it was one that he had bought in Australia a few years ago, when he didn't have an adapter for his electric razor. She opened the tube of Ingrams and remembered the delightful smell that he used to wear after he shaved on their vacation. She mixed it with a bit of water had been applied it to her crotch and her buttocks. She had never shaved herself there before and was very cautious as she slid the single bladed razor through the latter to remove any small hairs. She took her time she pulled her lips down to tighten the skin to make sure she got in all the crevices. She used her thumb and forefinger to open the hood of her of her clit to make sure any hair in there was also removed. Doing her ass was difficult but she found that she squatted that she could manipulate the razor and remove any strands that were there.

When she was satisfied that she looked like a newborn baby she was absolutely smooth and naked she was amazed at how she felt. She stood up from the mirror and looked at her pink slit coming out the front unencumbered and completely on display. She walked in turned and saw how her red labia hung between her legs and visual feast of visual delight. "I hope Danny likes it. I think I do what I feel so naked and so exposed. Well, I can always let it grow back if it doesn't work."

She smoothed some lotion on her skin and rubbed it down her legs, then back up over her stomach, over her breasts and down her arms. She watched herself in the mirror as she did this. Normally she would've used this as a buildup to an orgasm. Today she hoped to have many orgasms and just wanted to make sure that the embers of her sexual fire were awake.

Returning to the bedroom, she thought only for a few seconds, before she put her panties and her bra into her tennis bag. I can always put those on later, she thought. On more than a few occasions, one of the women left their panties off for the tennis match. When you were playing a better team, you needed all the help you could get, was always the excuse they used. Kathy thought that sometimes they just wanted to be naked. Today Kathy thought, at least I hope that I would be taking them off soon anyway. She folded her sleeveless tennis top and put it in the tennis bag off of her underwear. She put in an extra shirt for after the shower and put on top the folded aqua latex outfit that she had borrowed from Annie yesterday. 

"I must remember to take it out when I get there." Kathy said to herself as another reminder.

She checked her nail polish and decided to apply a new color to her finger nails and toe nails. She checked her color selection and after holding the small bottles close to her pink labia, found a color that matched. "Don't have matching collars and cuffs any more, something has to be coordinated." she thought. In order to keep her tennis outfit clean, she slipped on a light robe to go down to the kitchen in to make the sandwiches.

She snacked as she went along and when she had made the sandwiches, snacks and got the drinks out she loaded up the insulated cooler and took a bag with a handle to load up with napkins, plates and forks. When completed, she took the small bag upstairs with her and put it on the bed beside her tennis outfit. She went to the bed side drawer and took out six foil packed condoms and put them in the bag with the picnic accessories. 

She took a light short T-shirt pulled over her head. He came to about mid abdomen and actually hung straight down from her nipples. She put on her pleated tennis skirt, and folded the waistband over to shorten it by another inch or two. The hem was now just below the cheeks of her ass and when she walked or bent over you could see she was wearing no underwear. She remembered watching Venus Williams on TV at the Australian Open tennis championship. It was a time when she got up from her seat courtside between points and seemed to be not wearing any underwear. 

"If Venus can do it I can do it. Who knows maybe I will not put the underwear on when I play with the ladies today, they might like it that way." she thought out loud to herself.

She went downstairs and out the side door. She put the top down on Miata and loaded up. She went to the garage to get a large picnic blanket and stopped off to speak to her husband. Bob was now at his workbench sharpening the barbs on his fish hooks when Kathy came up to him. He was, as always, completely focused on his fishing gear and hardly noticed that his wife came to say good-bye. He did glance up to see her walking away. He had a sudden urge. He saw her long legs, short white skirt and some red pink at her crotch. "Must be new panties he thought." as he noted the look. He took a scrap piece of paper and sketched out how he could make an articulated lure that moved like her hips, had a white top, red spot in the middle. "If this works, I could make a bundle selling these on line." he thought. It was a good lure but in the case of Kathy with Bob, there was no hook.

The car was fully loaded and with a wave to Bob that he didn't see, Kathy took off. She drove fast, she felt her lotion smooth skin on the sensuous leather seats and if she looked down she could see that that her sex was barely covered by the short skirt. A few times when she changed gears she placed her right hand on her thigh and drew it up toward her crotch. "Yes girl, those embers are still smoldering." she thought. 

She saw Jake at the intersection, but had no time to wave, but as she drove distress set in. Jake was leaving would her son Danny and Jr. still be there? She was anxious and stepped on the gas.

She grew anxious thinking that her fantasy might not come true. But when she pulled into the driveway she saw the two boys sitting on the step, waiting for her.

Kathy jumped out of the car and greatly relieved, almost skipped up the long path to the house she was so excited. The boys stared trying to see through the mini skirt and micro top, to see what they hid.

"Morning, I hope you boys are hungry." Kathy said as she stood in front of them. In her mind there was not need to be coy. They were consulting adults and after the last couple of days and nights, there were no secrets. She saw them make eye contact, then scan her body, looking closely at what she was wearing.

"I have a tennis match this afternoon after lunch, and since this is on the way, I just wore my outfit so I won't have to go home. Don't you like it?" Kathy asked.

"It's great mom, but don't you wear a bra? The men on the next court won't be able to concentrate." Danny said questioningly. 

"I have it with me. I was in a hurry to get here and I thought that I might put it on at the club if need be. Should I put it on now?" Kathy replied, looking at each boy slowly, letting the comment sink in.

'No, mom I think you look great without it." Danny said as Jr., with a big smile, nodded silently.

"My mom put out napkins and place settings." Jake advised. "Shall we eat upstairs at the table on the patio?"

"I was thinking more of a picnic down by the lake if it's okay with you two? Its so beautiful plus I want to see what you big strong men have been up to." Kathy spoke up with a big smile.

Jr. who thought he might have been able to talk her into the hot tub after lunch on the excuse of their sore muscles looked disappointed. "That would be fine." he said, thinking a picnic does not preclude the hot tub.

"The cooler, the bag with the handles and the blanket are in the car." Do you want to get them while I walk down to find a spot?" Kathy asked nicely as she began to head down to the lake. The very short white pleated skirt barely covered her ass and left little to the imagination that if she was wearing anything under it, it was very teeny.

She walked down the uneven path to the lake and about half way down she saw, through the trees, a sunlit glade on the lee side of the boundary fence. She continued down the path and made her way through the trees to the glade. Turning back she waved to the boys who were carrying the lunch. Kathy waited for them to arrive and pointed to the slightly sloping area as the place for the blanket. Danny opened the blanket while Jr. continued to hold the cooler. With the blanket approximately in place, Kathy got down on her hands and knees to smooth it out. The boys watched her tennis skirt reveal a smooth naked ass and as she crawled around on the blanket. She made one big stretch and they saw her newly shaved and glistening vulva in the shadows of her crotch. They hardly noticed her pear shaped breasts suspended with little restraint from the short T-shirt.

"Danny, can I see you for a few minutes. Why don't we take a walk down to the lake?" Kathy said.

"We'll be back soon Jr., you go ahead and start. Be careful the sandwiches are messy." Kathy advised as she and Danny walked through the opening in the glade that led to the lake frontage.

"What's up mom?" Danny asked as if something was wrong as they walked slowly through the uncut grass.

"Nothing, I just wanted to talk to you privately. Well.......actually there is something. I want to have sex with the two of you but I am concerned about how you would view it. You and I have never been part of two man threesome and I am worried that you might get jealous or that it will hurt our relationship." Kathy explained as they reached the dock area.

"Wow, I thought I had done something wrong. I suppose it would be okay but you did catch me off guard. You look different today – down there. Did you do that just for today?" Danny responded with relief as they stopped by the upturned canoe.

"Yes. I wanted to do something for you to let you know you were special and that no one would ever replace you. I saw how you drooled over how smooth and shaved Annie was and how she kept her sex so exposed and thought that maybe I should try the same thing. I want you to be the first one to see it, to touch it and if you want, to fuck it." Kathy said openly as she took his hand in hers.

"I thought you had done something like that when I saw you on the picnic blanket. That is so neat. It was only last night that you had a big red bush." He replied as he felt her draw his hand to her crotch and slip it under the short pleated skirt. He felt only her smooth satiny skin as she pressed his fingers into the 'V' of her thighs. He let his fingers roam over her abdomen and upper thighs. He felt her widen her stance so that his hand, his fingers could reach and touch and swelling hanging labia. He placed his palm flat on her vulva to gently stroke her sex.

Kathy leant in to rest her head on his shoulder as she supported herself on her weakening knees. She put her hands on his shoulders as she pushed downward, signaling him she wanted him to inspect her. As he knelt, she lewdly lay back against the canoe which thrust her mons forward. She lifted the hem of the skirt to fully display herself to her son. Danny saw her tanned body framing the still white freshly shaven pubic area. He sat on his haunches and admired the baby adolescent like offering. He had not noticed that she had a wonderfully large contoured mons area and that with her leaning back the soft rounded contour was significantly pronounced. He saw the puffy sides give way to a vertical pink slit that used to be hidden.

"I like it very much. I love the way your lips distend as if they were calling me like the sirens of the seas." Danny offered as he leaned in to run his tongue over the slick triangle. Kathy felt his fat tongue glide gently over the smooth skin and provide sensations that previously were reduced due to the padding of hair. He had her wet in no time and when she asked him a question, he knew he was ready.

"Do you still have a condom in your wallet? If so, now would be a good time to get it out."

As Danny backed away to get out his condom, Kathy turned around, slipped off her skirt and bent forward over the canoe. Danny looked up to see the back his mother in only her small white T-shirt and white tennis shoes bent over offering herself to him. Kathy heard Danny step up behind her and felt his hand slid down the furrow of her smooth hairless butt, before slipping down to stroke he juices dripping on her upper thighs before lightly fingering her now juicy vagina. His hands swept over her thighs to push them apart before his small fingers were replaced by the feel of a smooth latex condom sliding between her thighs. She raised herself up on her tiptoes and pushed her bum back to allow him to enter her. There was no slow build up this time. Danny had been trained well by his mother and knew what she needed, he sunk himself into her and held her hips and drove his sheathed cock repeatedly into her. 

Kathy felt his rough jeans scratching the back of her thighs as he thrust excitedly into the soft ripe tunnel. She braced herself with both hands to accept his vigorous teenage penetrations. This was so different from last night she thought. He was more eager, more excited and if possible harder that he had ever been. So far she thought, her hastily prepared plan was working.




The Long Weekend Ch. 39



His thoughts of her being shaved and the idea of an impending threesome over stimulated his libido. He reached around her waist to hold her tight as he released himself into the condom. He just stood there and held her until his spasms had finished and his softening cock slipped out.

"Wow, that was intense." they both said almost simultaneously.

"You were so quiet. Did you enjoy it?" Kathy asked

"That was one of the better ones that I have had." Danny replied, breathlessly as he pulled the condom off his teenage cock, before putting it in a tissue. Picking up the foil package, he pulled up his jeans and put the detritus in his pocket.

"I think I will dip my toes in the lake, why don't you head back and start your lunch. I'll be up in a while." Kathy said as she sat on the upturned canoe to catch her breath. She had not cum but the smoldering embers were igniting some intense heat.

The cold water of the lake sent shivers through her body and rather than putting her tennis shoes back on, she carried them in her hand to where she had left her skirt. She picked up the pleated skirt and, rather than putting it on, decided to carry it as she made her way carefully through the underbrush back to the glade. She saw the two handsome shirtless young boys laid back on the blanket, talking and eating and approached them silently as she walked up the slight incline. As they heard her approach they looked up and watched as she picked her way through the grass area. She took her time as the coarse grass and leaves were painful on the bottom of her soft feet. When Kathy reached the blanket, she stood quietly and let them look up her willing exposed swollen sex. They saw a white suntanned triangle where her coarse bush of red pubic hair had been. The soft white inverted triangle had at its apex, a well rounded beautifully contoured vulva punctuated by a deep red slit at the bottom.

Jr. looked at Danny who smiled and nodded to indicate that it was alright to look and not be embarrassed.

"I told Danny that I want to have sex with both of you. I don't want any macho stuff. If there is any I'll leave. Is that understood?" Kathy stated as she looked first at Jr., then at Danny. Jr. was taken aback by the bluntness of her comment, but in the short time he had known her, he found her to be direct. So while surprised, the frank offer seemed straight forward and uncomplicated.

"Okay by me. Are you okay with it Danny?" Jr. responded as he continued to stare at Danny's mother.

Danny nodded and when his mother came forward between them, he shifted to his left to make room between them. Jr. was still hesitant. When he and Jake had MFM's, the women were not related to them. They had also established pretty clear rules – one did the top, while the other diddled the bottom or one did the left side while the other fondled the right side. Over time with threesomes, they had established some boundaries so that they never really made contact with other, didn't threaten their masculinity or test any bi-sexual boundaries. Not sure how this was really going to work out, Jr. was tentative as Kathy lay down between the two boys.

Instead of lying down so her head was near theirs, she lay down so that her head was near their crotches' and her aching sex was close to their shoulders. As the two boys lay back on their elbows they could look straight down at her deep crimson vulva.

"Touch me." she said softly as she closed her eyes and allowed herself to be explored.

The boys did not need a second invitation. They each reached out to touch her naked thighs. They let their fingers do the walking. Danny was out for a stroll and leisurely caressed her legs, while Jr. was sprinting for her vulva. Jr.'s fingers found her lips already wet with the juices from having sex with her son. He rubbed the drops of liquid through his fingers and then drew them in a thin coating over her swollen lips. Danny continued to caress her thigh as he watched Jr. begin the assault on his mother's sex. 

As Jr. worked his fingers around her soft pink opening to arouse her, he felt Kathy's hand search for his lengthening cock. He looked up to see that she was flat on her back and reaching out with both hands. One hand was on his crotch and the other on her son's. He watched as she stroked and gripped their respective bulges before beginning a search for their belts and the zippers. The boys looked at each other as they used their free hands to help her undo their jeans and to free their swelling member. They folded back the zippers' entry as Kathy's hands sought to touch their naked roots. She laid her hands flat so her palms were hiding their sex. She felt their length and their hardness.

"Take of you pants." she implored as she began to pull at the jeans. They raised themselves up and pushed the jeans down over their hips and using their feet worked them down their legs and kicked them off. It wasn't easy but they managed to do so, without Kathy having to remove her hands. When they were finally naked they regained their composure to rest on their elbows and continued to play with her. The two young boys shifted their hips to encourage Danny's mother to stroke them. She did and when she was not stroking, she took their testicles in her small hand and rolled and pulled at the soft wrinkled sacs.

"Can you get me ready Jr.?" Kathy asked as she looked up from her prone position. "Help me sit up will you?" she continued as she pulled herself up and when she got to her hands and knees she crawled up to Jr.'s head and straddled his face. 

Jr. watched as she maneuvered closer and got an extreme close-up of her vulva as she raised her leg over his face. Like the bomb-bay doors on a bomber, a long dark furrow was opening over his face. He looked up to see the extended large red lips settle down on either side of his mouth and nose as Kathy sat on his face. She ground her pelvis into him, pushing is head back into the soft grass as she strove to locate her most sensitive area directly onto his mouth. Ensuring his tongue had direct access to her moist vagina and her swollen clit she motioned for Danny to stand up in front of her.

"Get me wet Jr., while I take care of Danny." Kathy instructed as she spread her knees wider apart on the blanket so as to embed his face into her sex before she really began to ride him.

Danny stood up facing his mother and if Jr. had been able to see beyond the swollen vulva in front of his eyes, he would have seen Kathy lean forward to lick all around the teenager's genitals. Kathy reached up with both hands to not only brace herself against Danny but to play with his nipples. She squeezed gently and pulled on the rubbery nubs, extending the sensations that had started with her tongue on his cock. Danny leaned back and put his hands on his buttocks and pressed his aching groin forward. He had just fucked her less than an hour ago and his youthful testosterone level was kicked up into high gear. As his mother's tongue swirled around his scrotum and along the length of his steel hard cock he flexed his hips to ride himself along her tongue. 

Kathy reached for her son's ass to bring him in tighter as she focused her on thoughts on what Jr. as doing to her insides. Jr. worked the meaty walls of her vagina and blossoming thick red lips of her hairless vulva aggressively. He had been initially hesitant, but once his lust had taken over, there was not going back. He managed to free his arms enough to reach up under her ass to be able every now and then to lift her up a little so he could breathe. As her wetness increased it flowed onto him. The rich thick aromatic juice went in his mouth and covered his face. What he could not swallow ran over his cheeks and down into his ears and then dripped onto the blanket. It had been long, long time since she had been this wet.

Kathy knew she was more than ready. She eased herself of Jr.'s face and began to slide down his body. She pressed herself against him as she worked her way down. She took extra time as her spongy vulva reached the head of cock. She slid it slowly past the rampant head onto the long hard ridge that ran its full length.

"Danny, I want you to fuck me. Get a condom from the bag and take me doggy style while I get Jr. worked up." Kathy said to her son, who was standing there watching her slide down the hill so she could suck on Jr.'s cock.

Jr. looked up to see Danny, putting a condom on his young hard cock while Mrs. Palmer continued to tantalize him, by swinging her tits over his cock, letting the nipple lightly graze the sensitive nerve endings. With his arms now free, he could reach down and under her to grab and cup the soft hanging pear shaped breasts. He took one of them firmly and rubbed its nipple across the aching glands of his cock head.

He felt her pull away as she continued her slide so that the red lipstick of her mouth could encircle the bobbing end of his rigid manhood. He looked behind her as her ass and buttocks came up in the air allowing Danny to slide his condom clad boyhood into her. Danny's mother eased up sucking Jr., while she allowed her son entry and to find the rhythm to his strokes. 

Jr. reached down and took his large fat cock in his hand and pulled it away from his stomach so that it sticking straight up. Kathy resting on her elbows grabbed it with both hands pulled it further toward her. She looked him in the eye, as she gracefully lowered her head to engulf the youthful cock with her lips. He watched as her tongue swirled over the glistening red end. Just like the other day, she slowly lowered her mouth over him and did not stop until she had all of his above average length in her mouth. It was not until he felt the opening of her throat accept the bulbous head of his cock that he knew she had all of him.

He almost came as he felt her soft tongue along the underside ridge, but a particularly violent thrust from Danny made Kathy pull her mouth off his cock. She gasped for air and Junior watched her body rock back and forth with the penetrations of Danny. When she bent her head instead of taking him in her mouth she began to lick his ball sacs and the furrows where his thighs met his hips. She kept her nose and her mouth in this region as she maintained eye contact with. Beside her face was his long hard red cock was stretched out along his abdomen as she rocked back and forth along its length. He felt her cheek rub along its length and occasionally she would turn her head and left her lips run along it. Junior looked up to see Danny holding her hips tight as he began his final thrusts into her. We Junior saw the Danny was ready to come he again grabbed her nipples to pinch and pull on them. He squeezed them hard as Danny plunged in as deeply as he could. He held his mother's hips to his crotch as he came into the condom in her cunt.

Kathy felt the enjoyable pain on her nipples and felt the surface of her areola firm up in a little pebble like bumps. She knew Danny was about to come and happily noted the fact that Junior was sensitive enough to her situation to complement the abuse her pussy was taking and help drive her own orgasm forward. She felt Danny pullout, and immediately slid further downhill on the blanket so she could turn herself around and offer her wet recently fucked cunt to Junior.

"Junior, get a condom of the bag and put it on. Fuck me now. Fuck me hard. Don't stop until you've cum. Put your big hard cock in me and push it in deep." Kathy called out in a deep aggressive voice.

"Danny come here, let me take that condom off." Kathy directed as Danny stepped up with his limp cock which started to sag. His mother, reached up with one hand, and pulled the used full condom of her sons cock. His jism and goo coated his cock and hung in long ropes from its softening shaft. She leaned forward, and put her hands on his knees to hold herself partially upright, as she leaned in and took the messy sloppy cock into her mouth. She slurped, licked and swallowed his semen.

Kathy was on the verge of a mind shattering orgasm as she looked back at Jr. His eyes were closed and his young ass was pounding his huge cock deeper into her cunt than her husband or her son could. "My God!" she thought, "To be fucked by a boy with a cock like that!"

As she reveled in the licentious experience, Danny pulled his spent cock from her cleansing mouth. His hanging prick was still swollen and coated with his cum and his mother's cunt juices. Kathy looked at his shrinking cock with a mother's love as she leaned forward to take him again in her mouth and continuing worshipping his still dripping prick. As she sucked and swallowed he started to get another erection.

Kathy reached back to her crotch that was now full of Jr.'s cock. She stroked her hand on her leaking pussy and scooped up some of their cream and brought it to her mouth. She tasted the amalgam of her arousal, the sweet cum of her son mixed with Jr.'s juice.

"Danny, I need your help to make me cum." Kathy said as she looked up at her son who had now cum twice in the last hour or so, but with the stamina of youth his swelling erection indicated he could cum again soon.

"Lie on the ground and lick me as Junior's fucking me." Kathy asked knowing that he might not. She wasn't thinking clearly but she knew that her son were to go down on her, Junior's big cock so deeply in her cunt would be very close to his face. She knew men had a distance thing, a boundary mechanism that was invisible and unconscious. It made them keep their distance from each other in situations like this she hadn't thought about it a lot, but men expected women to go together but were always reluctant to go together themselves.

Danny looked at her expect anxiously and read in her eyes her need and her desire for him to do it for her, for his mother, now. He knelt on the ground in front of her, rolled on his back and pushed himself along the blanket underneath her body and watched as his face passed her hanging tits, her stomach, and her bellybutton. As he approached her sex, he heard the loud wet sound of Junior's balls slapping into the soppy crotch of his mother. He looked back and saw along turgid cock covered in wet juices sliding in and out his mother's swollen abased vagina. As he continued to look at her crotch he noticed a trickle of moisture starting to run down her right thigh. He was reluctant and hesitated before doing anything.

Kathy felt his hesitancy as she waited for more direct stimulation. The depth of Junior's pounding and the intensity of his penetrations were stimulating the soft fleshy walls of her cunt, but it wasn't enough. She needed her son's marvelous tongue to bring her over the edge. To a most delicious orgasm one that she'd been thinking about all night. 

Junior had stopped thrusting when he saw Danny sliding under Mrs. Palmer. He withdrew and just left the head of his cock in the entrance to her vagina. He looked down at the space between the two of them and saw Danny looking back up at him. He watched as Danny started chewing on his mother's hanging labia and flicking her clit with his tongue.

Kathy looked behind at Junior and said, "Don't stop. Please don't stop." Kathy pressed her ass back at Junior to signify her request. 

Junior moved closer along the blanket. In order to fuck Kathy he'd have to put his balls right near Danny's face. 

"Oh, well," Junior thought. "I'm not sure where this is going, but I'll go along with it." 

Danny was still between his mother's legs and flabbergasted at his mother's daring. What was she trying to do? Entice him to give Jr. a blowjob? With a little concern, Danny watched as Junior shuffled up on the blanket closing the distance and more deeply penetrating his mother. He tried looking into Jr.'s eyes, but he was avoiding his gaze. Slowly, he had a close-up view of Junior's hard cock as it was brought to his mother's cunt and slowly pushed it in. Bobby's pendulous balls swung in easy reach of his tongue. All he needed to do is extend his neck and tongue and he could lick his balls as they swung by. 

Danny lapped, sucked, pinched, squeezed, and teased, his mother like there was no tomorrow, as he felt her take his reawakening cock back into her soft wet mouth.

Lifting her head, Kathy closed her eyes and thoroughly enjoyed the fucking she was getting from Jr.'s thick, long cock. He was hitting all the right spots deep inside her. Danny still nervous and aware of her urgent needs, resumed tonguing his mother's clit. On one of Jr.'s withdrawls, Danny raised his head to lick his mother when he felt the slick latex condom slide over his tongue. His eyes widened in horror, as he realized that he had touched Jr.'s cock with his mouth. To his surprise, Jr. did not freak out or even slow down his thrusts. Danny, put his bottom lip just on his mother's clitoris and extended his tongue. He held it there as Jr. continued to fuck his mother. Jr.'s hard cock slid along Danny's top lip and Danny felt the soft smooth skin, then the base of the slippery condom, then pouch like sack under the wide fat head of Jr.'s cock. 

Danny realized that while his mother was sucking his cock and Jr. was fucking her cunt that he was close to sucking Jr.'s cock. He pushed his mouth closer to the opening of his mother's vagina and held it there. He pursed his lips and let Jr. fuck his mouth and his mother's cunt at the same time. 

Kathy felt Danny's cock go suddenly more rigid as she held it in her mouth. She could feel Jr.'s cock rub against her clit instead of deep inside her womb. The sensations flooded her and she felt the beginnings of an orgasm flow through her body. Her legs tensed to hold Jr.'s cock. Her mouth clamped on her son's cock to stifle her scream.

Jr. felt her legs grow taunt as he repeatedly thrust wildly into her crotch. He knew he was not inside her but he felt his cock being held against her clit. It was a new feeling and he felt his balls spasm as he started to shoot ropes of semen down his cock. The discharge was as powerful as he had ever had.

Danny felt his mother sucking violently on his now steel hard cock. The incredible thought of sucking a cock for the first time was overwhelming. He knew first hand what the pulsations in Jr.'s cock meant. He opened his lips more and while still pushing Jr.'s cock onto his mother, he accepted more of the latex covered head into his mouth. He felt the loose sac at the end of the condom begin to swell and fill with the eruption of hot cum. It seared his lips and his mind.

Jr. pressed himself tight as he came copiously into the condom. His back arched as he drove his thighs into the back of Kathy's legs. More rigid that he had been in days, he gasped for breath as continued to cum.

The three collapsed in a naked heap. Jr. pulled out and fell back to lie resting on his elbows. Kathy rolled off Danny and turned to lie next to her son who was still lying between Jr.'s legs.

They caught their breath for minute as both Kathy and Danny watched Jr.'s wet schlong lie against his stomach. They saw the condom begin to come off the receding cock and the mixed secretions of his cum, Mrs. Palmer's cunt juices and Danny's saliva puddle on his abdomen.

Kathy pushed herself up the blanket until she was lying next to Jr. Jr. leaned over until he was pressing is body into hers. Mrs. Palmer looked at him with her glazed eyes and whispered a silent thank you as she put one arm on his abdomen, causing his softening cock to twitch. Kathy was still excited and raised her head to kiss Jr. He responded by leaning over to kiss her back and felt her hand move from his stomach to his chest, where she caressed his sensitive nipples. After she tasted his lips and his tongue, Kathy lowered her head to his chest and began to lick his nipple.

Danny looked up and saw his mother begin the start of new session and decided to be daring. The teenager, raised himself onto his knees and crawled up the blanket so that his face was hovering over Jr.'s crotch. He had a close up view of a tumescent cock that recovering quickly. He felt powerless to stop himself as he lowered his head to lick the slimy coating off his new friends cock. He let his nostrils smell the glaze of sex on the bare skin and let his tongue explore the slippery gooey fluids. Jr. could not watch but did not want the feeling to end. He lay back and with his free hand he lowered it down to guide Danny to the head of his cock. He was surprised to find Mrs. Palmer's hand guiding the other side of Danny's face to the same spot. 




The Long Weekend Ch. 39



Kathy lay mesmerized as she watched her son suck the cock of the boy who had just fucked her. How did that happen, she thought to herself? Danny knew what he liked and put himself in his mother's spot as he did to Jr. what she did to him. He lapped at the underside of the hardening cock with his tongue, he traced its lengthening firmness with his lips before he wrapped his boyish lips over the glands. He felt the bulbous head fill up his mouth as he felt the two hands urge him to accept more of his first cock.

Kathy suckled one last time on Jr.'s nipple before sliding down and joining her son on the end of Jr.'s cock. They used their mouths to stimulate his aching cock and took turns sucking the spongy end. Their lips entwined over the cum slit at the end and probed its depth with their tongues. 

Jr. kept still and kept his eyes closed. He did not want to admit that he liked the feeling of Danny sucking his cock. He did not want it to end. When he felt Mrs. Palmer's mouth join Danny's he gritted his teeth and tried to stop from cumming.

He was unsuccessful and felt a sparse few spurts erupt from his cockhead onto the pair of waiting lips. It wasn't a lot but it was enough for Kathy and Danny to share.



The Long Weekend Ch. 40



Monday After Lunch

Jake and Annie arrived back about the same time and not hearing any noise from the dock area decided to check out what has been done.

As they walked down the drive to the path, Jake's was using his left hand to hold her left hand to steady her on the uneven surface. As they walked his other hand was on her ass to also balance her but it was working the hem of her dress up so he could feel her naked flesh. She continuously looked down to watch where she stepped so as not to turn her ankle. She came to an abrupt stop when she felt Jake come to a halt only part way down the path. She looked up at Jake and saw that he was staring off to the left. She turned her head and like Jake was stunned to silence to see her son Jr. and his friend Danny, naked on the blanket, next to Danny's mother who was naked from the bellybutton down. 

Kathy had already been penetrated by her son twice and Jr. once but was still on fire. Her lust had risen to new heights by the threesome and she was still not satisfied. After sharing Jr.'s cock with her son, Kathy was even more excited. It was the first time she had seen a man or boy suck off another man. The instant replay in her mind of her son receiving the first jet Jr.'s cum into his mouth before sharing the ejaculate with her was so dirty yet so titillating. Danny had rolled away chastened by what he had done and with a myriad of thoughts running through his head. What would his mother think? What would Jr. think? Was he gay? Was he bi? Did it matter? Could he look Jr. in the face again? Would Jr. tell others? Kathy knew none of his angst; she just knew she wanted more.

Kathy turned around and kept working Jr.'s soft cock, trying to bring it back to life and she knew her mouth to cock resuscitation skills were superb. She took all of him into her mouth and began gently sucking and urging the adolescent blood to return. She held him firm with her lips as she swirled her tongue over the abundant mouthful before letting it slip out of her mouth. She leaned further down and took one of smooth aching balls slurped it noisily as she left a coating of saliva over its surface. She then inhaled slowly around it, drawing the cooling air over the dark pink sack and sending a tingle through his body to his brain. The synapses triggered a neural response to his libido and Jr. began to squirm as he sought to increase the intensity of the stimulation. Kathy sensed his increased interest and shifted her body around into a '69 position so that her abused vulva was now facing Jr. 

Jr. looked up to see two trim tanned buttocks framing a hairless ass and crotch. He saw that he had paid special attention to her morning shave and left nothing unattended. As she straddled his body, she had to splay her legs wide open and intentionally presented her throbbing sex to him. Jr. saw on her crotch the dry and the still wet slippery residue of the hours' sexual releases. Her inflamed and extended labia appear to Jr. as having recently been pumped and he knew that he had done some of the pumping. The heady aroma wafting on the wind to him further stimulated his libido and the offering in his front of his face was tantalizing. Jr.'s eyes were drawn between her legs as he saw her index and forefinger spread the tender soft lips apart offering a direct inspection of the dark red fleshing interior opening. He accepted the offer and Danny watched as Jr. brought his hand to her vagina and began to assist her fingers in opening herself up. 

Danny's mother kept up the attention on Jr.'s cock while she made her enticing offer and urged him on by wiggling her ass and inviting his fingers to penetrate and stimulate her. Danny watched as his mother responded to Jr.'s touch and he saw her sag gently as his new friend's fingers entered the distended vagina before being turned over his hand so that he could access and stimulate her g-spot. Mrs. Palmer gyrated her hips in unison with her young lover's digital intrusions. She let herself get swept away and realizing that the cock in her mouth was now firm enough, long enough and leaking enough for a good fuck session, she crawled down his body and onto the blanket. She lowered her chest to the ground so that the soft blanket accepted the weight of her breasts and she rested on her elbows with her ass up in the ready, ready for a dogging.

Jr. had recuperated enough and as Danny watched, he mounted Danny's mother again from behind. His swimmer's stamina had kicked in and he had begun the exquisite thrusts Kathy needed when she looked up the hill and saw Jake and Mrs. Sullivan approaching. She smiled to herself as she pushed her ass back to take more of Jr.'s penetrations.

"Don't stop Jr., let them watch" Kathy lustily requested as she wiggled and drove herself back up onto her lover's cock.

Jr. was startled as he had not seen the two and when he realized what she meant, he was unsure what his mother would say and hesitated in his mating thrusts. He saw Jake and his mother through the trees watching the coupling, and although he had recently cum, his teenage urges drove him to continue. He drove his hips in and out while he smiled and stared at his mother. While Jr. was driving into her, Mrs. Palmer was looking directly at Jake, beckoning him to ome forward. She had deep throated his father yesterday and today she wanted the son.

Jake made sure that Annie was on solid footing before he turned to her and excused himself. He turned quickly and strode over to Kathy and knelt in front of her. Resting on her elbows she used her hands to reach for the bulge in his jeans. She sought his zipper and with Jake's help on his belt, she lowered it to expose his underwear. She mouthed the bulge in his briefs and explored the soft cotton between the seams with her tongue. She could feel the outline of his flared mushroom head and the stiff ridge on the underside. She watched as Jake eagerly peeled down his underwear to expose his hard cock. 

Mrs. Palmer was relieved the son was not as well endowed as his father. She felt him place his hands firmly on her shoulders to make sure she stayed down. She had no intention of rising up except for the fresh air she inhaled along with his cock. Her mind was racing. She was being pummeled by the reenergized cock of the son of her new friend. Her new friend who yesterday had eaten her out as she herself took down her throat the biggest cock in her life was the father of the boy who she was sucking off.

Annie stood and watched the unfolding scene in front of her. She was mesmerized by the frenzied action of Jake, Kathy and her son. She saw Danny lying to the side with a growing erection as he too watched the frenetic orgy. Annie yearned to help her son so she walked behind him and put her hand on his shoulders then pressed his head back into her abdomen. She soon knelt down and pressed her body into the contours of his muscular back. She reached around him to play with his nipples as he drove his now painfully hard cock into Mrs. Palmer.

"Jr. you look so sexy, so masculine." Annie whispered in his ear, not knowing that he had just had a blow job from the young boy lying beside him.

Annie slid her hand down over his hips, caressed the cheeks of his flexing buttocks and reached between his legs. She felt and squeezed his pendulous hairless balls before reaching further to touch his pistoning cock. She held her palm under its impressive length as she used her index finger to stroke Kathy's clit. She passively jerked him off into the cunt of her girl friend.

She sensed Danny stand up behind her and press his cock into her back. She pressed back and felt the hard vertical shaft between her shoulder blades and the wet residue left from his recent climax against the nape of her neck. She watched as his hand traced a path from her head down her neck to eventually reach over her shoulder to undo a few of the buttons on the low cut bodice of the spaghetti strapped sundress. He bent over and peeled the straps off her shoulders then bow to worship her with kisses and nibbles on the back of neck and the tops of her shoulders. He pushed the straps of white half bra off her shoulder and down to her elbows with the dress sleeves. He watched as the bra supported but could not hold the large tanned orbs and how gravity let them pill out and hang deliciously down in front of her.

Her arms were effectively immobilized and she was only able to reach around her son, while Danny knelt down, reached down and lifted the hem of her dress and began to play with her ass. She allowed his fingers to probe the furrow of her butt and touch her sweet virgin rosebud. His fingers rimmed the brown spot before extending down to pinch and fondle her labia.

Danny peeled her away and lay her down on the blanket so she could look up at both everybody. He got between her legs lifted the front hem of her dress and began to eat out her wet pussy. He had her squirming as he licked the bare inner thighs. He raised himself up and pushed her dress up to her stomach exposing her red abused sex for Jr. to see. He leaned forward, planted a kiss on her lips as he undid a few more buttons. She thought she tasted cock, her son's cock, on his lips but dismissed it as just an over active imagination. She let him pull the bodice aside before he reached in and scooped her breasts out from the partial confines of the lacy half bra. He held her large breasts in his hands and began to knead them and thumb the erect nipples. He watched as her areola began to swell and firm up to respond to the nipple play. He took his time, almost tormenting Jr. with his slow love making to the half dressed mother laying prone and waiting in front of him.

She could still only had limited movement in her arms and so Danny pulled her dress and bra further down to arms allow her to wriggle free. When she was at last she from her restraints she stared at the glazed look in her son's eyes. She saw his flush face, his straining neck muscles as he repeatedly drove his cock into the woman on her hands and knees in front of him.

She turned her head and saw her friend Kathy beside her and reached to play with the pear shaped hanging breasts. As she kneaded and milked, she tilted her head back and to see her son's friend Jake, was getting the cock sucking of lifetime. As she began to vigorously squirm and gyrate against Danny's talented teenage tongue she let him know she was close. He withdrew his tongue, sat up and opened a new foil package. Right beside his knees was Jr. who was fucking Kathy his mother, he waited until Jr. saw him, then slowly slid the shiny new lubricated condom on his cock. We watched as Jr. realized that he was about to slide his cock into Mrs. Sullivan. His own mind raced with that since he had met her he wanted to do her and now he just about to do her. He also thought that he had just done the son, now he was doing the mother.

Annie couldn't believe the incessant assault on her senses. Her body was in total overdrive as she watched her son impale her new friend on his hard thrusting cock. Meanwhile, Danny's cock passed her labia, penetrated deeply and began plowing into her waiting cunt. Since she had been married, no man or boy other than Sr. or Jr. had fucked her and her she was fucking a teenager right in front of her own son. She looked down her almost naked body to watch the young boy's steel hard rod, slip inch by inch into her until she was full. She felt Danny start to hump up and down, holding her waist and slapping his groin against her ass as they went into a reckless rhythm.

Annie took all of Danny's cock into her vagina as she continued to watch her son abuse Mrs. Palmer's cunt. She turned her head to the left and saw the woman beside her sucking hard on Jake's cock. Trying to draw out his teenage cream, she saw Kathy was pumping Jake's shaft while licking the head. Jake and Jr. had the same rhythm going as they had on Sunday morning with Samantha the Double D taxi driver. It was so well coordinated that Annie was now convinced that they had done MFM many times.

Annie continued to milk Kathy teats while getting fucked. She looked at Danny whose face was red with determination and lust. She looked at her son who face was contorted with trying to hold back his cum. She felt Danny reach under her bum to raise he legs up over his shoulders. As she raised her legs, and further splayed her hips, she realized that Danny had taken her one leg and held it against her son. Jake had watched the aggressive move and was surprised but accepted the force of his mother's ankle on his shoulder. The position allowed his closest hand to caress her leg and she watched as his fingers begin to slide down her thigh. She was spread so far apart that her son had no problem thumbing her clit as Danny drove his cock into her saturated vagina. Jake made sure that his fingers were well away from Danny's cock.

With Annie's one leg up on her son, Danny's arm was free to reach under Jr.'s crotch in search of his mother's clit. In reached blindly and first found a pair of tightening balls swaying back and forth. He felt Jr. tense and hesitate but not stop. Danny continued exploring and found, with the palm of his hand Jr.'s long hard shaft. He followed it down until he felt the bulbous head withdrawing to the entrance of the flared red vulva. Danny continued his groping and soon found his mothers unsheathed clit. He fingered and squeezed his mother's most sensitive nub as Jr. continued to fuck her.

Kathy felt a monumental orgasm coming on. She took a deep breath but found that her body was so tight that it was barely enough. Her clit spasmed which sent her vaginal muscles into contraction which squeezed Jr.'s cock and put him over the edge.

With a long hard push into Mrs. Palmer, Jr. drove his cock as deep as he could. He held her there as his mother felt the release and pinched her friend's nipples hard. Kathy gripped Jake's cock and pushed any loose skin back to the scrotum, fully exposing the silky dark red shaft and featuring the wide mushroom head. She put her lips around the corona and began to suck and pump simultaneously. Jake came copiously and deeply into her mouth.

Jr.'s face exploded in release and his mother watched as he experienced an intense orgasm lewdly in front of her. His joy was what she needed. She rubbed her own clit as she felt, through the thin condom, Danny's seed erupt out of his body and flood into her. The heat of the teenage cum, help burst her through the last barrier of orgasmic resistance and her body was flooded with one hundred thousand sparkles of pleasure.

She came intensely watching her son cum at the same time into another woman.

The heavy breathing and gasping for air, the pounding of sweaty flesh gave way to quietness as the orgiastic frenzy came to a stop. The bodies of the celebrants lay in a contorted pile as they thought about what just happened and how wonderful it all was. 

Jake was the first to move. Kathy, her son Danny and Jr. were too stated and exhausted to move, while Annie luxuriated in the afterglow. Jake still on his knees, turned to the side and offered his still firm cock to Annie. Annie was tempted to accept the wet sagging member but instead pulled herself up, turned around and lay between her son's legs with her head on his abdomen. Jr.'s wilted cock lay on his stomach and was very happy not to be pressed into service right away.



The Long Weekend Ch. 41



After the orgy of senses and sensuality, Kathy is ready for more. Even though she wanted to be still impaled on Jr.'s fine cock and had just swallowed what seem like a quart of Jake's sperm she was still afire it was Kathy who broke the spell. Her commitment to the BLT group had wavered but, all sexed up, Kathy was ready to win her matches today then settle in the sauna and let hers abused pussy be tended to by the losers.

She saw Annie with her head lying next to Jr.'s cock so she rolled over and before standing up, she kissed Annie softly on the lips and shared a taste of Jake's sweet cum before planting a goodbye nip to the soft cock lying on Jr.'s belly. She adjusted her disheveled tennis outfit then leaned over and kissed each of the three boys quickly on their cheeks. With a big smile and a breathy voice, "Thanks, gotta run, the girls are waiting." she offered as she started to walk up the path.

Annie tilted her head back and watched her long legs recede up the hill as Annie called out "Wait up Kath. "I've got some time to kill before we head out. Are you free?"

Kathy hesitated as Annie walked quickly up the path while doing up a few of the buttons on the open front of her sundress. The boys, realizing they had to go back to work, groaned, rolled over and took one long lasting look at the two beautiful women they had just been having sex with.

"Those boys have great cocks don't they? Especially your son Danny's. It's always hard as steel." Annie shared with Kathy.

"You re not kidding girl, fabulous cocks all around, but I think Jr.'s suits me best. But sorry Annie, I have tennis this afternoon. Its very competitive and you are welcome to come along but I wouldn't be able to spend much time with you."

"That's okay, it's beautiful here and I will just relax and read some magazines or something."

"Oh Annie, I am glad you're here, I forgot that in the car, I had the new outfit you lent me. I'll give it back to you now." Kathy says as they reach the head of the path. 

"Will I see you again?" they each said simultaneously their words tripping over each other.

"As if you could ever get rid of me!" Kathy answered overtop of Annie's big laugh. They exchanged phone numbers and emails. Kathy put her hands on Annie's waist as Annie put her arms around Kathy to give her a hug. The coupling persisted as Annie slid her hands down to cup the naked ass cheeks of lover. Kathy leaned in and gave Annie a keep kiss on the lips.

"You've got cock breath." Annie giggled.

"In a couple of hours I'll lave cunt breath as well" Kathy mumbled as her tongue sought out Annie's.

"Really gotta run, my team mates get upset if anyone is late." Kathy says breathlessly as she scooted to her car and still without panties or a bra, slid into the driver's seat and accelerated down the road.

Annie watches her drive off and saw a woman down by the end of the lane watching them. The large lady gave her a wave beckoning her toward the cluster of rural mailboxes. She pointed at the raised flag on one and when Annie got close enough spoke up. "You've got mail." and with an outstretched hand, offered. "I'm Fern Spelling, your neighbor. Welcome!"

Annie could not believe what she was seeing. Fern was dressed in a much too small Japanese school girl outfit. The bountiful bosom that caused the straining crisp white blouse strained to leave gaps between the buttons which fought to stay done up. She had on a short plaid skirt that barely covered her sizable butt and the white over the knee leggings ran down her sizable firm legs into black patent shoes.

"Wild isn't it? My daughter Ivy and I had each a two hour stint at city hall today. We were to pretend to work as part of the Mayor's staff to encourage some Japanese tour operators to send their organized tourist buses here over the summer. Two hundred bucks each for two hours and all I had to do was let them watch my tits roll around and allow them to catch a glimpse or two of my white panties. Easiest money I ever made. Apparently they like gaijin with ushi-pai because they said to expect a number of buses this weekend." Fern said with a huge smile and laugh as she put her hands under her cow like udders and held them up. 

"Ivy went off in the limo with them and the mayor for a closer look at things, but I wasn't ready for that." 

Not sure what to say to this force of nature, Annie shook her hand, "I'm Annie Sullivan, I a friend of your new neighbor. My son is up for the weekend helping them fix up the place and invited me along. I think the owners'- the Lumley's will all be up next weekend."

"Ah that's what's happening, with all the noise and deliveries the last couple of days." Fern offered. 

"I haven't had any lunch yet. Do you want to join me for a bit or a cup of coffee?" Fern asked with a hopeful look on her face. "I could use someone to talk to."

"Why not Fern, we are not heading back until after the boys finish, likely closer to dark." Annie replied without hesitation.

As they arrive at the entry to the two story house, Fern points to a set of descending stairs to another door. "We converted the lower level into a one bedroom apartment that we rent out to our friend, Tom."

"My husband lost his job last year in the financial melt down. Since he has not been able to find anything, I need to help out. I never graduated high school or got my GED, all I got is my big tits and my big ass. Ivy started working with some guy Darryl a few years ago and has made enough money to help us out, but with the length of downturn we are one mortgage payment behind so I started with Darryl a couple of weeks ago. This was my first job. So far so good!" Fern said as in unloading a huge weight off her shoulders.

They sat at the dining room table and Annie had some rather weak and tasteless coffee while Fern tucked into a micro-waved burrito from Trader Joe's. The general discussion seemed to calm Fern down. She still high from the gig and was even more excited because Darryl was to come over later to give her the cash money for her first job. In the midst of the conversation, they heard the back door open and close and a loud voice echo throughout the house.

"Hi honey, sorry I'm late. Darryl and I had a beer after work. He gave me some BS story about getting a great blow job this morning from our new sexy new neighbor. He said she could suck better than Ivy. He said he didn't fuck her but her pussy looked mighty fine. According to his BS, she apparently had great tits, but not as big as yours. How did you your lunch time gig go? Did they like your outfit?" Fern's husband blurted out as he burst in through the back door. 

"Oh, I brought Tom home with me as well, thought we might work on our bikes." he continued as he entered the archway into the dining area. He stopped suddenly when he saw Annie sitting at the table, "Who's your hot friend, the Avon Lady?"

"No, Ted. She's the neighbor." Fern said icily trying to cut off his insensitive remarks, by answering his last few questions, "They loved the outfit, made two hundred dollars cash."

"You're shittin' me. Yes, I guess she could be. She's got great tits!"

"Annie, that's my husband Ted. He works part-time on the early logistics shift at the mill. He works four till noon." Fern explained before apologizing "Sorry but he is usually not as crude as this. It must be the beer talking."

"Ted, this is Annie Sullivan she's been up with her son helping the Lumley's fix up the place next door. I thought she was Mrs. Lumley." Fern continued with her introductions. 

Annie blushing a light red, with a steely glare, smiled back through clenched lips at Ted but did not offer any response to his lewd comments.

"Sorry about that Mrs. Sullivan. I thought Darryl was having a go at me over a beer. In truth, he did say you were very sexy and could really suck cock." Ted continued as he was joined by a gaunt young man who, in a blue collar way, was ruggedly good looking.

"Ted and I were going to work on our bikes this afternoon and maybe go for a ride. Do you girls want to come?" Tom offered by way of explaining his presence.

"How 'bout it Hon, it's a great day for a ride? Mrs. Sullivan, have you ever been on a motorcycle?" Ted asked with an encouraging tone in his voice.

"Never been on one, I've purposely never have because I did not want my son to get one." Annie replied honestly.

"Why don't we just take you slowly up to the intersection and back? If you don't like it no harm no foul is there Honey? Hon, you ride with Tom on his crotch rocket and I'll take Mrs. Sullivan on the cruiser." Ted persisted.

"Why don't you first take us out in the boat so Annie can see the lake instead? Deal?" Fern negotiated for the two of them while Annie sat back and watched the interaction.

"Deal. I'll grab a cup of coffee. Tom, grab one for yourself and let's all head down to the dock. It's a beautiful day." Ted organized as Fern and Annie looked at each other, and because of such and enthusiastic response, wondered what had they got themselves into.

"Don't worry Annie, the boat is an eighteen foot Whaler Dauntless, very safe." Fern reassured Annie as they left the house for the lake. 

"We got it in the good times and if things don't pick up we may have to sell it. After we pay off the outstanding loan, it would likely cover the rent for four or five months." she offered as they walked together while the men got their fortifying and sobering coffee from the drip. 

Arriving at the dock, and until the men arrived, they found the lifejackets and put them in the boat. "I would sure hate to move. We love it here." Fern stated resolutely as the women looked at the vista of the lake

While they waited, Fern commented on how Ted seemed depressed due to his job loss and the adverse affect it had on his libido and also hers. They were so worried about making ends meet that they had not had sex in over six months. She said that Ted had hinted that maybe he might have to find a friend to pitch hit for him. Fern said she first laughed it off but lately in order to take the job with Darryl she had to rev up her hormones. She said she had started reading the great website Literotica to try and stimulate their production and had begun to notice that Tom seemed to paying more attention to her.

The two men finally arrived and assisted the ladies into the boat. Tom cast off the lines then, as Ted maneuvered the boat, Tom jumped in. All four were in the cockpit when Tom directed that to redistribute the weight Tom and two girls get into the front well. The three clamored over the deck and sat on the cushions facing Tom. Ted sat in the middle and in order to fit in the seat he had to put his arms around the shoulders of the two women. Ted advanced the throttles, the boat, pitched up, and they were off. The warm wind was blowing their hair around and thee women used one hand to hold down their tresses. The low pressure resulting from the breeze behind them caused Annie's and Fern's tops to billow out which allowed Tom to cop a few glimpses of their big tits. He turned his head from side to side as if to look at the passing scenery but Ted saw that his eyes were furtively searching the deep cleavage lines of his wife and her new friend. The women carelessly tried to hold their tops in check but it was of little use as they also tried to keep their skirts down, especially Annie, whose, longer delicate skirt really caught the wind and was whipped up. Ted had a ring side seat to their futile efforts as he had a clear view of his wife panties, and he try as he might he could not be sure if Annie has panties on at all.

Fern got tired of looking backward and stood up to turn around to look forward. In order to be safe, she knelt on the seat. She was still wobbly with the boat skipping over the water so Tom balanced her by placing his hand on her closest hip. When Annie did the same thing, Tom in his seated position was unable to help both her and Fern so he stood up in the seat well behind the two women and, bracing himself, placed one on each of their behinds.

Fern and Annie simultaneously felt Tom's hands steadying them and were appreciative and smiled at him in acknowledgement. They were enjoying the ride and the touch of Tom was not at all unpleasant. If anyone had been watching from the shore the sight would have seemed incongruous, a figurehead on a modern ship. Tom reckoned that if a figure head was usually the bust of a woman, they had two substantial busts on this boat. Staring out ahead meant that the light breeze and wind, caused by the boat, blew directly down the front of both ladies' outfits. In the case of Annie, should anybody have been watching, the soft delicate top ballooned out providing a direct view of her dangling tits. In the case of Fern, the up and down of the boat the weight of the two weighty tits, caused the two top buttons of the white blouse to come undone and their release meant that her tits were unbridled and unsupported. The women enjoyed their freedom and realized that they had both begun to get goose-bumps from the exhilaration. Their nipples had become perky and their areola began to firm up,

Fern's sensitivity was also heightened as she felt Tom's hand slip off her hip onto her panty clad bum which was exposed by her bending over and the short plaid skirt riding up. She held her position and if anything, pushed subtly back into his strong hand. She felt his fingers respond by spreading out and taking a much larger purchase on her heavy cheek.

The bottom of Annie's long dress had settled down. It was billowing but its length restricted the exposure to her nether regions. Tom's hand remained mostly on her hips with only the odd or perhaps intentional stray onto more private parts. The lake was indeed beautiful and she could see how the Lumley's could be seduced to buy in the area. She looked to see Ted with a big smile on his face as he watched Tom's hand on his wife's ass. Tom was aware what he was doing, in fact he had been encouraged over the noon time beers to be more touchy feely with Fern. He knew they were struggling emotionally with the drastically reduced income and if Fern needed some TLC, he agreed to accommodate Ted's suggestions.

Tom began to run his hands over more of Fern's ass and rather than holding her steady he was caressing her with the intention of heightening her interest in perhaps going further. Annie had returned to gaze forward when she saw in her peripheral vision, Tom looking behind. She glanced behind her to see Ted give Tom both a nod and a thumbs-up. Then pausing she saw that Tom had flipped up the back of Fern's skirt exposing her large panty clad bum to her husband. She continued to watch as she saw him slip his hand under the waistband of the white panties and begin to caress her naked cheeks. As Tom worked his hand under Fern's panty's he was using his wrist and forearm to lever them off. He soon had them completely off her bum and pushed down somewhere near the top of her sturdy thighs. 

Ted watched his friend begin to trace his fingers lower and lower until it appeared that he was close if not already stroking his wife's cunt lips. He was watching what he had hoped would happen, he just didn't think it would happen so soon. He had been unable to achieve or sustain an erection since they missed the mortgage payment and he knew his wife was feeling something of the same. He was however, becoming aroused at the sight in front of him.

Annie soon felt that Tom had let go of supporting her and was focusing his attentions on Fern. She saw how he had moved from between the two of them to between Fern's two chubby legs. He had stepped between and stepped closer so that his crotch was pressed into the furrow of her ass. He put his two hands on her hips to steady the two of them as the boat pitched and rolled. Fern, who was now definitely pushing back into the dry coupling, gave Annie an embarrassed but lust filled look. She was enjoying the attention and the physical contact, especially knowing that her husband seemed to be okay with the situation.



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Trying to keep her balance on listing boat was difficult and with Tom preoccupied playing with Fern, Annie realized she could get up so she decided to join Ted in the cockpit. When she stood up she looked down and saw that the bobbing of the boat combined with her bending over had loosened her breasts from her bra. Instead of being contained by the bra they had spilled out and the shelf bra was now propping them up and out. It was not altogether uncomfortable and not wanting or really being able to put them back in harness with out making the act obvious, she left them that way. Keeping low so as not to fall or cause the boat to tip, she turned around and climbed back toward the main cockpit. 

Ted looked away from his wife and saw that as Annie crouched to walk slowly toward him, her bodice fell away and her wonderfully full tits seem to have freed themselves because they swung and swayed as she came closer. "It seems that Tom took me up on my suggestion and is giving Fern some of the loving that I can't. I haven't been able to get my pecker up since I lost my job." Ted said as he held his hand out to steady Annie's last steps. 

"You put Tom up to this?" Annie asked over the whine of the powerful engine.

"Yes, we've been having problems lately and since she took this job, she knows that at some time she will likely have to do something like this. When she interviewed for the job with Darryl, he said the way to make the extras was to be available. Ivy told her that it was a euphemism for letting the clients, mostly men I guess, touch you, giving them a blow job or maybe even having sex with the clients. Fern has never done that before and I thought that if she needed to get used to the idea that it should be with a friend rather than a stranger. 

They stood next to each other and as Ted steered, they both watched Tom standing between the thighs of the willing wife. Tom moved to the side and they were treated to the sight of wide white ass whose panties were now half way down the supporting thighs. Tom knelt into the seat well and reached up to pull the panties down further. He stroked Fern's thighs as a signal to raise her knee allowing the panties to be removed. Pulling them off one ankle, Tom slid his hands between his partner's legs and urged her to open them wide. Fern spread her knees along the leatherette cushion and fully displayed what appeared to be freshly shaven extremely pudgy vulva. Ted had seen it many times, Tom had wanted to see it ever since he had met the couple and Annie could not believe what she saw. 

All three enjoyed the wanton display and each noticed that Fern had lowered her head to rest it on her forearms she had extended to hold onto the front rail on the bow of the boat. This raised her butt in something akin to a modest downward dog position. Her extended labia had begun to glisten from the excitement of her first public exposure. Fern looked back over her shoulder and smiled at the husband who with a wave acknowledged his support for her.

Tom on his knees crawled closer and peered at the meaty honey pot in front of him. He held one fat cheek in one hand as he swept his other hand from her knees to her crotch. He gently but anxiously touched her protruding lips that were becoming soppy with arousal. His fingers felt the slippery lubrication running from her and smeared it around the wide opening. He slid a finger in to gauge the depth and tightness. When fully inserted he pulled it back out before plunging it in again and again. When he felt her begin to actively respond he rose up unsteadily on the rocking boat. He was has hard and erect as he had ever been and he stepped boldly into the breach and let his trapped throbbing cock press against her sex. He felt her craving as she pushed back onto his hardening member in his pants. 

Wanting to please the man who offered him his wife he leaned forward and reached under the woman to fondle the teats on her ushi-pai. Ted and Annie watched with rapt attention as Tom appeared to say something to Fern. They saw her nod her head as he stepped back. With the separation, Fern was able to turn around and sit down facing the cockpit. Her blouse was largely undone and the fat full breasts hung out to the sides. She lewdly, but with only slight hesitation, raised her legs and let her husband, Tom and Annie look directly at the pink and red crotch. Fern, raised the hem of the short skirt and let all three gaze at the blossoming lips, which were opening and closing permitting them to see the beginning of the deep pink interior. 

Tom, sensing that Fern had moved from acceptance to willingness, turned to look at Ted to make sure all was okay. Ted had noticed the same increase in his wife's actions and rewarded Tom with a nod signaling his accord with what was about to happen.

Tom, slid across the seat well and buried his face in the crotch of Fern, who gave herself with trepidation to his relentless tongue and lips. Fern never once looked at Tom, but instead made and kept eye contact with her husband. She lifted and held her large milky tits in the air, showing them off to Annie and Ted. They saw the excitement had reddened the areola which had firmed up and gotten very bumpy from their exposure. 

Fern thought she and Ted knew what she was embarking upon going to work for Darryl and she knew that he only wanted her to do it if she was completely comfortable with it. This afternoon at the Mayor's office had been easy, even exciting as people, men especially, tried to hide their glances at her. The tourist operator was more overt and stared blatantly at her ass and tits. It was only leering, something she had experience many times in her life. It was nothing really, but sooner or later she knew would have to put out. Her husband wanted only the best for here but knew that there was little else the two of them could do to make money. She felt she had to do it and so far, it felt good. Tom's tongue was good, his fingers were good, her husband watching and accepting were good. It was all good. More sex would be good too, she thought as she allowed herself to really enjoy Tom's ministrations. She had not felt tingles and shiggles like she was feeling now in ages. She abandoned herself to her own wanton personal needs and recklessly urged Tom's attention deeper by holding his head and encouraging his mouth.

'EEEEEEEEEEiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii' soon echoed from her lipstick red lips across the still lake, signaling her release.

Both Ted and Annie were mesmerized by the sight and as they stood together Annie held onto both Ted and the windshield pillar for balance. Ted had slowed the boat down so as to do less navigating and more watching. Annie thought a better word was staring. 

"I'm glad she seems to be enjoying it. She has been very supportive during this crisis, not been a nag, but I know she has been down. Her libido needs to be lifted especially if she is going to be successful in this job. As far as I know, during the nineteen years of our marriage she has never had an affair or cheated on me, so I don't know if she can really do it. But, regardless, I know she had needs some attention." Ted stated rather sadly.

Fern's needs seem to be being met as she shuddered and rocked as her long awaited orgasm from her new lover rippled through her body. She held Tom tight with her strong thighs then gradually lowered her legs. Tom moved to sit on the seat next to her, both facing Ted and Annie in the bridge. Fern flushed red, breathing deeply and had a satisfied look on her face while Tom looked expectant. They watched as Fern reached her hand out to touch Tom's thigh and with smile to Ted, she began to work her way up to his crotch. She rolled slightly on her side for better access. One of her large tits fell out toward Tom while her hand sought his belt buckle and zipper. Tom toyed with the exposed breast while Fern, continued to work open his pants. She peeled back the front panels and as he raised his hips off the seat cushion she pulled his pants down. This white briefs came into view and Fern felt guilty about what she was about to do. It had been a long time since she had done something like this and she had never done it to someone other than her husband. She struggled with her emotions but when Tom gently took her hand and pushed it toward the straining bulge she crossed that imaginary line in the sand. Fern gripped his hidden package and with Tom's help moved her hand to his waist band for her to reach inside. She slid her chubby hand under the straining elastic and felt the phallus that had just been rubbing against her. She felt how different it was from her husbands and when she pulled it out to expose it to the sun and the wind, she saw how different it was. The cock of her neighbor was heavily veined that rose up angrily from the surface and the dark red pulsating pattern was mesmerizing. Fern stared it for some moments while Annie and Ted watch and then with some encouraging assistance from Tom, she got this underwear and his pants down past his knees. 

It was quite a sight that Ted and Annie were treated to. Fern in a three-quarter pose, her leg over Tom's, her hand on his cock and her tits hanging out. They all knew what was coming, as Tom put his hand on the back of Fern's head indicating that she was to go down on him. Tom knew that he should not make eye contact with Ted so instead sought out Annie. Annie caught his stare and returned it without admonition before letting her eyes travel down to where Fern was about to suck his rampant cock. She watched Fern take put her mouth close to his average sized but heavily textured cock before turning her head to look at her husband. Her eyes said 'Are you sure you are okay with this?'

Annie turned and looked at Ted who could only smile and nod his encouragement.

They both watched as Fern lowered her head and tentatively mouthed the cockhead. They saw her tongue extend and swirl around the inflamed glans before she opened wide and went down. Hesitation and anxiety left her as she accepted the taste and the feel of his hard cock into the mouth. She bobbed up and down tasting the tangy sweaty scrotum. She explored the full veined cock with her tongue and surprisingly grew aroused sensations in her tongue and at the fullness in her mouth.

Wanting more but not wanting her husband to see how much she has begun to enjoy the wanton acts, she mounted Tom cowgirl style. She knew Tom likely wanted to fuck her, but Fern thought that this was about her getting comfortable not necessarily about Tom getting off. With her face away toward the front of the boat her breasts spilled out of her top and fell over Tom's face. With her knees as wide apart as she can stretch, she lowers her puffy wet vulva over the length of Tom's member. She felt the hot poker like rod sear the furrow of her inflamed sex. She relished and enjoyed the long lost arousal and ground herself down on it. Tom began to suck on one of her nipples and as she raised herself up to slide her wet swollen lips long the length of his rod. She couldn't wait any longer and with a tilt to her pelvis she permitted the cockhead to find the entrance to her cunt. Fern took a deep breath and then plunged herself down on the ivory phallus.

There. She had done it. She had taken another man into her for the first time in 25 years. It felt good. If felt delicious. It felt right but it felt so wrong. Fern's emotions and thoughts were chaotic as she trembled with the fullness that she had been missing. She back to rock. She began to raise and lower herself along his length. She had crossed the threshold from being passive and accepting, to being a willing participant, to being the one on top. She indulged herself in a glow that had been missing for months. 

Tom continued to nurse her one nipple with his mouth as his fingers kneaded and milked the long extended teat on the other. Fern felt the missing sensations had returned and had passed through a dull yearning and was quickly becoming a demanding fire. Her inner desires were becoming hotter than a fever patients forehead.

Ted and Annie saw her naked ass and rosebud bounce up and down and watched as Tom's cock slid in and out of Fern's tightly clenched vagina. They saw her fat lips grip the sides of the pistoning shaft and coat it with her juices for additional lubrication. As Fern lifted herself they saw, the stiff sinew along the underside of the Tom's cock some into view before splitting her pussy and disappearing deep inside. 

Ted had slowed the boat down and was concentrating fully on the lusty scene in front of him. He turned to Annie, "Would mind moving forward and steering? It's easy, just head for our dock - that one over there." he pointed to his left as he stepped back.  

Annie was nervous about the request, but the boat was making minimal knots and it looked fairly straight forward. She stepped forward and took the helm from Ted as he retreated to lean against the high captains seat behind her.

Fern had abandoned discretion and was working hard toward her second orgasm. She had developed a rhythm of riding Tom that made wet slapping sounds. It was either the water lapping on the hull of the boat or it was her wet cunt slamming down onto Tom. It was a beautiful sound. Her deep arousal spread to the core of her being. The arousal erased her inhibitions and lessened her apprehension about having sex. Having sex outside in public. Having sex with another man. Having sex with another man in front of her husband.

Ted watched as Fern rose up on Tom and guided his cockhead onto her huge protruding clit. She rubbed his cock across her pleasure button a few times before again raising up and angling the steel like bar of flesh into her waiting cunt. Fern felt the fleshy sides of her vagina yielding to the intruder as settled herself as far down as she could. Ted watched his wife intently as she drove her inflamed pink slit, at the bottom of the white untanned triangle that used to be her big pubic bush, down onto his friend's willing cock. Annie felt a hand begin to caress her ass turned to her left to see Ted unconsciously touching her as he appears hypnotized by his wife's actions. Annie watched Ted take in the whole obscene scene and leaned backward to keep her balance which inadvertently pushed her ass back into his hand. Startled, Ted withdrew his hand and stepped in closer to balance himself and also to push the front of this thigh into the back of her leg and bottom. He was trembling with both angst and desire and needed to stop himself from collapsing. Annie noticed that his hand was shaking and that his whole body seems overcome. She planted her feet and gripped the helm while Ted lowered his hand onto the cockpit to balance himself while putting his other hand on her hip.

Fern has convinced her that she was doing what she needed to do and that her husband was okay with it. She needed to be sure, so she stopped her riding Tom's cock. Her sudden relaxation took Tom by surprise and he immediately felt that she was going to stop and leave him high and dry. He looked up at her with questioning eyes but was reassured when she looked down at him and leaned her mouth closer to his ear.

"I'm just going to turn around. You can't cum in me. You've got tell me when you are close. Understand?"

Tom nodded that he understood as Fern slipped off and turned to face her husband. Her blouse was wide open and her large fat tits were hanging apart with their nipples covered in Tom's saliva. They were long, red and abused. They were wonderful Ted thought. As she secured her footing in the seat-well Fern, sat back down on Tom, blocking his view of Annie. Fern felt Tom's hands grab her hips and guide her toward his shiny slippery erect cock. Fern squatted lightly over him and took his rampant member in his hand and drew it toward her gaping slit. She rubbed the straining mushroom head against her clit before she raised herself up an inch or two. She looked squarely at her husband as she placed her new lover's cock at the entrance to leaking vagina. She lowered herself slowly and felt its hard diameter pass her vulva and penetrate her. She continued until she felt the root of his cock and then began to rock back and forth pushing up inside and feeling it stimulating her g-spot. Fern watched her husband comprehend what was happening. She watched his eyes stare at the slick phallus burying itself in the cunt only he used to fuck. She saw them widen as Tom, reached around her and begin to maul and pull her tits that were swaying back and forth with the motion of the boat and the bouncing ride she was taking him on.

Ted and Annie looked at Tom underneath Ted's wife's legs. His balls were slapping hard against the seat cushion as he tries to match his thrusts to her tempo. Annie, standing ahead of Ted, was quiet as she watched the action before turning around to see the relief on Ted's face. He is pleased that his wife is being pleasured and that she seems to be enjoying it. Annie felt Ted place his other hand on her other hip as if to hold her steady as the boat motored slowly steadily across the lake. She saw that his shakes had subsided and been replaced with arousal as he absently mindedly pulls her back so that her ass is pressed against the bulge in his pants. He leaned forward to get a better view of his wife and Tom and in doing so pressed himself hard into Annie. Looking over her shoulder toward his wife he let his eyes and his hands drop. His eyes see the low bodice of Annie's sun dress billow out and reveal her unbound breasts. His hand raised the back of Annie's dress so that he feels her firm ass and hips without a trace of panties. He could only see the large expanse of her breasts and the top edge of one areola but he had to agree with Darryl, they were perfect. 

Annie felt the back of her dress being lifted up and his soft hand fondling her bare ass. The hand soon stopped its caresses and gripped her ass when he pulled her tighter against the rough material of his jeans as he struggled to keep his balance. Annie turned to look at him. 

"Sorry. I'm so sorry. Sorry." Ted offered apologetically and profusely as he let her go and stepped aside. "It's been so long since I have been aroused and watching Fern ride Tom I got carried away. Sorry"

"I understand. It has me hot as well." Annie offer as she looks down to see him obviously excited, and beginning to rub his crotch. He watched as his wife's intensity made her plunges down onto his friend's cock and his own urges build up to the point that he undid his zipper and fished out his semi-hard cock. He began to aggressively stroke the first erection he has had since he lost his job. Annie saw Ted grimace as he dealt with the arousal that was achieved from seeing his wife's response to some tender loving and fondling Annie's ass.

Fern and Ted locked eyes, and have only each other in their vision and in their mind, as they work together to toward a climax. Fern began to rub her protruding clit and then grasped the hard white male pole between her legs. When she saw Ted increase the stroke pace of his masturbation, she rose up and pulled Tom out of her. She began to fist his cock, matching her husband's strokes. The slippery cock in her hand started to spasm and as Tom's cum erupted out the gaping hole at the end of the cock, she aimed it at her cunt. The hot jism erupted on her naked skin and as the ejecta ebbed, it flowed down over the wide head, coating her soft hand before spilling on the fiberglass floor of the boat. 

Fern locks her eyes onto her husbands as she did not hear Tom boom out "AAAAAAAAAhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....." but she clearly heard her husband Ted's primal scream at his release. The boat lurched and Fern saw him shoot his shot his load onto the back of Annie's legs and her dress.




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"Sorry. I'm so sorry again. Sorry." Ted said as he frantically tried to direct the subsequent spurts from his cock into mid air while watching Fern frantically rubbing the slippery hot cum over her clit, bringing herself to another orgasm.

Except for the low rpm engine noise, quietness fell over the lake as everyone realized what had just happened. Fern slipped off of Tom and while sitting on her seat, let her hand drag through the water where the sperm was washed away. She brought up a wet hand and wiped Tom's coating off her thighs and vulva while Tom sheepishly tucked his wet limp cock back into this pants. A chastened Ted guiltily moved behind Annie to guide her into the dock. Reaching along her arm, he guided her hand to the long smooth chrome throttle and settled her fingers around it like she would a cock.

"Easy now, take it gently in your hand and ease it forward." Ted directed as he placed his hand over Annie's.

Heading for the close by dock, Ted watched as his wife slid her panties back on, adjusted her skirt and wrestled her big tits back into the tight bra and small white blouse.



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"Easy now, take it gently in your hand and ease it forward." Ted directed as he placed his hand over Annie's.

Heading for the close by dock, Ted watched as his wife slid her panties back on, adjusted her skirt and wrestles her big tits back into the small white blouse. Bumping against the dock, Tom jumped out to tie off while Annie stepped out.

"We'll be up a few minutes and get the bikes ready for the ride."

Arriving at the back of the house Fern and Annie find Darryl sitting on one of the patio chairs watching them make their way up the well worn path.

"Hey Fern, I brought your money for this afternoon." he said as he held two crisp one-hundred dollars bills. "Plus ....." Darryl says, stopping dead mid-sentence when he sees Annie

"Ted said you may know Annie Sullivan" Fern stated as she saw the look of surprise on Darryl's face.

"Maybe I do. Someone who looks a lot like her gave me a blow job this morning, but she would have to take her clothes off for me to be sure." he opined.

"Did you suck my big cock this morning?" he directly asked with a big smile of Annie as he looked in her eyes.

"If I did, I think I'd remember it and if I were to have sucked a big cock, I would have surely remembered it and frankly I don't." Annie countered with a grin.

"I don't know. Fern, do I have a big cock?' he asked of the woman in the too small school girl outfit.

Fern looked embarrassed at the question and hesitated to answer.

"Its okay Fern, she knows that in order to work for me there are three criteria, show me you body, suck my cock and then let me fuck you. You completed the first two and if you want you next assignment which could be in a half-hour, I will need to fuck you right now. My peter meter needs to try the goods. I am a stickler for sending only good product." Darryl offered as a matter of fact.

"Ted doesn't know okay. You agreed not to tell. Yes, he's got a big cock. I sucked it last week when my daughter Ivy suggested that I might work for him like she does."

"Fern, you are going to have to let me fuck you sooner or later, but if you want this next gig, you will have to let me test your pussy now."

"What's the next gig?"

"Right now your daughter is riding around in the limo with the mayor and the Japanese. They want you to join them for dinner. That's about four hours at a hundred an hour. You'll likely have to do some girl-girl stuff that usually fifty. You will probably have to suck off or give a hand job to the two underlings that's one hundred a pop and then fuck the major domo for another couple of hundred. That's eight hundred and fifty dollars. You need to tip the limo driver fifty as he works for me and will take care of you if any problems arise. So with the two hundred I have in my hand that's one thousand dollars for today. One last thing, the mayor is the host, so out of courtesy he won't join in tonight but you will have to go to his office tomorrow and fuck him for free. He's making the arrangements and paying the bills so we or, more specifically you, have to be nice to him. If you say yes, I'll need to fuck you now then call the limo to swing by here to pick you up in a half hour. If not someone else will make the eight hundred."

Fern was confused. She had just let some other man fuck her for the first time outside of her marriage. Now if she wanted the next assignment she would have to let Darryl do the same thing. She knew they needed the money and her daughter Ivy had said that this would happen but she was so terribly unsure.

"You won't tell Ted will you? He mustn't know. Promise? He and Tom are down at the dock with boat and will be up later. We could really use the money. We'd have to be quick? Is that okay?"

"Fast or slow as long as I get balls deep and get off, it doesn't matter to me. I've had a vasectomy. I'm STD clear. I used to be able to do two or three auditions in the morning and the same again in the afternoon but at my age I am down to one full on audition a day. So if you want to do it, let's do it, but your friend won't be able to audition for me today." he said looking slowly and separately at the two women.

"Can we go inside?" Fern beseeched with worried and anxious look then continued, "Annie, if Ted and Tom come up can you make sure they go to the garage? When I finish with Darryl, I'll join you there." 

"Why not stay out here. That way we can see them coming. If you're good you should be able to get me off before they get it here. That way you sexy new friend here can watch and decide if she wants to audition later? Lie back on the picnic table and get me hard." Darryl said directly in a very business like tone.

"Sell me on the idea you want me to fuck you, just like as if I were a client."

Fern looked worried but felt she had no choice. If she wanted the job and more importantly the money, she would have to do this. Her daughter Ivy had done it and had been making good money for over two years. How bad could it be, she thought -- she had just fucked their friend Tom. Fern moved to the end of the large wooden picnic table and faced Darryl. She watched as he blatantly stroked the increasingly large front bulge on the font of his pants.

Fern raised her bum to rest on the edge of the table and leaned back. She lay back on her elbows and cupped her large breasts in her hands. She played and fondled herself through the white blouse as she slowly opened her legs, inviting his eyes to follow her thick thighs to her panty clad sex. As she watched his increasing interest she raised her feet to the table and rested the heels of her black shoes on the table and let her legs fall completely apart. The gusset of the panties followed the contours of her vulva and warm pink crevasse began to leak wetness onto the fabric.

"Take off my panties." Fern said meekly as she raised her eyes and encouraged him with a sultry look. As a further signal she raised her bum off the table so that he could reach under the waistband of her panties and slid them down. She was surprised that he did not move.

"Do you want to help us?" Darryl said as he turned to Annie. "I think she'd like your help, wouldn't you Fern?"

Annie looked at Fern and read in her eyes embarrassment and need. Annie struggled with her own feelings as she realized she did want to help but knew it was up to Fern. Annie gave a little smile to reassure Fern it was okay and recognized a reluctant but positive response.

"Ever had another woman, Fern?" Darryl asked, knowing by her reluctance the answer was likely no.

"No, never" came a timid response from the woman wantonly displaying herself.

"Do you want her to help us?" Darryl persisted.

"Yes, I guess so." came the unsure reply from Fern.

"You got to ask her." Darryl directed and waited as Fern screwed up enough courage.

"Annie would your please take off my panties and help Darryl fuck me." Fern almost whispered.

"We can't hear you. Can we Annie?" Darryl spoke out. 

Annie realized it was not an attempt to humiliate Fern but to draw out of her the courage and conviction she needed to do her job. Annie stepped in closer and laid her hand on Fern's solid calf and gave it a encouraging squeeze

"Annie, take off my panties, touch me, get me wet and help Darryl put his big cock into my cunt." Fern said quickly but assertively.

"That's better, that's what we want. Isn't it Annie?

"Yes" replied Annie as she stepped between Fern's legs and placed her hands on the inside of Fern's knees and began to slide her hands up toward Ferns' raised bum. She felt the goose-bumps rise on Fern's legs as she scratched her nails slowly along the fleshy thighs and under her large ass. She took told of the waist band and pulled it down over Fern's bum and wiggled out between her fleshy thighs. She pulled it lower over her knees until she had to press Fern's legs together to slide if off past her ankles.

Annie and Darryl were left looking at one of the pudgiest porkiest pussies they had ever seen. The narrow pink slit was almost hidden by the swollen labia of the bald vulva further enhanced its appearance. The residual cream pie from Tom had soaked the panties, but her sex had a red sheen to it that suggested recent use. Annie placed the white panties on the table next to Fern, as she brought her hands to either side of her nether entrance and began to caress the inflamed wound with her fingers. She took her index finger and traced the length of the tender looking furrow looking for any signs of Tom before parting the top of it and allowing Fern's clit to see the sunlight. Fern accepted the ministrations and sighed an encouraging moan as she began to relinquish her fears and submit to the tantalizing sensations. She looked down to see Annie trace and flick at the red pearly nub. As Annie did so, Fern began to unbutton her white blouse to release her heavy orbs. The distended nipples ached for attention and were soon happy being pulled and squeezed.

While Annie had been tending to Fern, Darryl had opened his pants and massaged his fat veined member into an eight inch python. 

"Annie, can you help me now?" Darryl asked as he stepped into the breach. "Juice me up and guide me into her cunt."

Annie coated her fingers with some of Fern's and Tom's discharge and then swirled them around the rampant mushroom head waiting at the entrance. She ran her hand over the heavily textured cock making sure to lubricate its entire fat girth. Then pushing down on the head, Annie guided it to the yawning entrance to the very wet vagina.

No knowing he was getting sloppy seconds, Darryl thrust confidently forward, through Annie's guiding fingers until he was immediately balls deep in the waiting chasm.

"Squeeze my cock Fern, make me shoot." he commanded as he began to piston his huge tool in and out of the throbbing and constricting tunnel. Annie meanwhile had walked around to the other side of the table so she could watch Darryl's performance. She leaned over the table and began to suckle on the longest most erect nipple on one of Fern's massive jugs. Taking the red meaty tube between her teeth she pulled up on and looked up at Darryl. The heavy tit hung like a pendulous sack and swayed back and forth with each energetic penetration. Darryl took a firm grip on Fern's wide hips as he lustily pounded away.

"Annie, undo your top and let Fern suck on your tits" Darryl said confidently as if it were a normal thing to ask of someone.

Annie raised herself up and undoing a few buttons on her bodice loosed her large tanned mounds. She had not put them back into the bra from them slipping out on the boat and they immediately fell out and down slapping Fern in the face. Seeing the girl on girl action stimulated Darryl and he felt his balls tighten as his cum began to accumulate into a large wad. The internal pressure was building and with a dramatic thrust he fully impaled her sex onto his cock. His fat cockhead was pressed against her cervix as he flooded her insides with his semen. He held her tight as he emptied his load.

Stepping back he said "That's it girl, now show me my creampie."

"Creampie?" Fern questioned.

"Hold your cunt lips apart and expel his seed." Annie directed as she let Fern's nipple drop from her mouth. "It shows you both that he really came inside you."

Darryl stepped back and carefully put his softening cock into his pants. He looked at Fern and watched as she did what Annie said and saw the river of spunk run out and spill on the ground. Annie watched the satisfied look on both their faces as she pushed her own aching tits back into her bra and did up the buttons on the bodice.

"Did I pass?" Fern asked as if it were a real test.

"You sure did. That fat pussy of yours will be a real money maker for you. I'll make that call now. But I need to you to do three things. Can you be ready in half an hour?"

Fern looked up, satisfied at her performance but unfulfilled sexually. "I guess so. What are the three things?"

"First I want you to take a dry nail brush and scrub the front of your blouse. I want it nice and soft and thin where your tits are. You have great tits and I want them be noticeable and enticing. Then iron your blouse.

Second, I want you wear your skirt lower I want to see your hip bones and I want the top of the skirt to be at least one and one-half times the width of your palm, if not more, below you belly button.

Third, I want you to put on new white panties and during the night get them real wet with pussy juice. Then when you are leaving I want you to make a show of taking them off, folding them neatly and giving them to the head Japanese guy.

Can you do that?" Darryl concluded before continuing.

"It's important, he and I are going to go into business set up a little bar sort of a Kubukicho type. The mayor is going to be a silent partner and get us with the permits, the Japanese guy will get us the clients and I'll organize it. I was thinking that you and your daughter would be our first hostesses or even manage it. I think we could make a bundle. I thought we might call it Home Room, Student Lounge, Teachers Lounge or After Class, you know something to suggest school times. Just think, you and Ivy in school girl uniforms' serving drinks, flirting with the men to get them to drink and spend more."

"Yes, I can do all that. The club idea sounds great." Fern said as she sat up looked for her panties to put on. 

"I'll put these in the wash and get a new pair. Annie would you be a doll, can you wait for Tom and Ted while I go get ready. Send Ted up to the house so I can break the news to him." Fern said as she excitement about the both the short and long term opportunities seemed to have replaced her anxiety.

"Good. I'll make the call. Half and hour the limo will be out front." said Darryl as he looked at Fern hurrying away toward the house.

Breaking the heavy silence, a voice rang out.

"Darryl, what's up? Everything okay?" Ted asked in a concerned way, as he indicated that Tom should continue to the garage and get the bikes ready.

"Yeah sure Ted. Everything is better than fine. I just gave your wife two hundred bucks and she is off to join Ivy. She asked me to tell you she wanted to see you up at the house right away." Darryl replied in a matter of fact tone.

'Great, that's great. She told me she really enjoyed this morning. Did you get any feedback?"

"Yeah she did great and they must have liked her because they want to see her again." Darryl responded. "Better get up and see her, she has to be ready in half and hour."

"Ted, with Beth going out I think I will pass on the bike ride and if I am up again another time, maybe I can join you and Beth at that time. I'll just head back next door." Annie chimed in.

"Understood, it was pleasure to meet you. Till next time then. Sorry about the boat." Ted called out. As he had already turned and began to walk quickly toward the house and he failed to see that that Annie gave a nod to show she understood and was okay with what happened.

"I'll walk you down the drive. You can meet my wife." Darryl offered. "Not sure I could get it up, but if you want I could try to audition you now so that I had a gig that would suit you, you would be already approved. 

"Darryl, if I let you fuck me now, you would need a defibulator. You are not ready for me this afternoon." Annie replied as she strode confidently along.

"By the way, has anyone ever failed an audition?" Annie asked.

"As a matter of fact none come to mind." he replied, 'But sometimes it takes two or three tries." 



The Long Weekend Ch. 44



Darryl watched as Annie gave her saliva covered nipples a quick squeeze and then a soft wipe before tucking her braless tits back into her gaping sundress. He moaned quietly as she hid them from his view by doing up the buttons of its tight fitting bodice 

"My wife is in the car. Come, I'd like you to meet her."

They walked together around the house and as they got close to the old beat up car in the driveway they heard a stern voice call out. "What kept you? Did you give Fern the money? Did you test her out and is she going to do the dinner gig? If not, I'll have to call the limo driver and cancel."

"Yes to all three dear and I wanted to introduce you Annie, the one I told you about from this morning. Annie, this is Jenny, my wife." Darryl offered compliantly.

Jenny took an appraising look, and looked up to make eye contact with Annie.

"She is gorgeous and if she sucks cock like you say she can, she could be a real hit." Jenny said with a soft drawl and confident manner. "But then he's got a great cock hasn't he, Annie?" 

Annie who was taken aback by the blunt business like statement simply blushed and nodded. It was obvious Darryl had the charm and she had the business sense.

"Yes he has a nice cock, but for me looks and size are only a small part of the equation. Its how you use it that counts." Annie demurred.

"Oh he can use it all right but it's because he likes to put it where it doesn't belong all the time that we are here today. Isn't that so honey? Like most men he is just selfish, but we are trying to turn lemons into lemonade aren't we?" Jenny replies.

"Sounds like you two are onto something?" Annie offered trying to steer the conversation away from Darryl's cock and from the early morning blow job she gave him in his truck.

"It's okay, it about all I can do these days." she says glancing toward the back seat where Annie saw a collapsed wheelchair. "Since the accident I needed to find an outlet for my energy and we needed the money. So we turned his love of pussy into creating a stable of women who were interested in making some money and then matching them up with people who had money."

Looking up at Annie standing beside the open car window, Jenny stated as if the request was a given "Annie, Darryl and I are through here, why don't you join me for coffee?"

"Darryl maybe told you I was here next door only for the weekend. My son and his friend are heading back tonight. I guess it would be ok but it has to be a quick one."

"Quickies are good. Jump in. Darryl, drive us to the Java Bean. It's close by and we can drive you back in a half hour or so." Jenny directed.

Darryl drove cautiously toward the coffee shop while Annie sat in the back. After a few minutes the big white limo passed them coming the other way to pick up Fern. The dark windows gave no indication that Fern's daughter was sitting inside on the soft leather seats with her legs wide and her slim fingers holding her smooth young cunt open for the tour operators' assessment. Jenny gave the limo driver the thumbs up as she continued to mentally go over the logistics of Fern's gig.

"I know you fucked her Darryl and that she is ready to do the men, but are you sure Fern will be okay to do girl on girl action with her own daughter?" Jenny called loudly in the front seat area to the driver.

"Should be. I spoke to Chrissie about it and she said that she would help her mother get through it." Darryl nonchalantly replied as he professionally eased the car into the wide handicapped parking space. Hooking the blue placard on the rear view mirror, he hastily jumped out and ran around the car. He set up the wheelchair and deftly helped Jenny into it and began to push her toward the Java Bean.

"Girls only Darryl! I have a couple of ideas I'd like to run by Annie. You go off and do your thing but be back here in half an hour." Jenny commanded as she waved him off. "Remember now, thirty minutes!"

Jenny accepted Annie's offer to help push the chair and made general conversation as they made they way over the striped parking lot to the ramp.

"Can we talk business?" Jenny interrupted. "Darryl said you were a sassy classy lady and that you seemed smart. He and I have been working this business idea for a couple of years and it is going okay but we want to develop it more and we have a tour group idea that we think is a money maker."

Inside, the Java Bean is quiet and, the rich smell of coffee overwhelms their senses. They quickly place their order. Jenny pays and goes to secure a table while Annie waits for the large white cups to be filled and covered with whipped cream. As Annie approaches the table, she blushes when she sees that Jenny has been staring at her.

"Sorry about that thing with Darryl, de but he is charming and convincing." Annie begins to apologize before being swept aside by the wave of Jenny's hand.

"Don't I know it! No need to explain or apologize. Don't worry. I completely understand. He fucked me the first time I met him too. Before we settle in, would you help me to the toilet? I like to come here because the handicapped restroom is large and clean." Jenny asked with a tone of voice that left room for disagreement.

Leaving their coffees on the table to cool, Annie pushed Jenny and opened the door for her.

"Could you come in and give me a hand? It would be so much easier. Thanks so much. Push me over there then face me this way"

"Great, now if you could brace yourself. I will put my hands around your neck and slide over." Jenny directed as she watched Annie's square bodice fall away leaving a gaping chasm where she could see Annie's breasts swaying without being restrained by the thin cotton dress or a bra. She pushed herself forward and buried her face in the soft warm inviting bosom. Surprised, Annie stiffened but did not let Jenny go. Safely ensconced on the cool toilet seat, Jenny kept her face buried in the warm cleavage and slid her hands down over Annie' shoulders and over the large milk sacks that were smothering her. She thumbed each nipple as she pressed them together over her nose and mouth.

She held herself tight until she ran out air. "Oh Annie, it's been years since I've had a woman. Why should Darryl have all the fun? May I?" Jenny gasped and, without waiting for an answer, began to undo the buttons on the loose bodice.

Looking up from her seat on the toilet she continued to undo the buttons until she reached Annie's tummy. The shapeless cotton dress fell open and off small woman's shoulders creating a large cavernous "v" shape, offering a wide open invitation.

"Oh my yes, you are even more beautiful than Darryl said you were." Jenny says quietly and she soaks up the sight in front of her.

Jenny slid her arms around Annie's waist and pulled her toward the toilet. As she did so, Jenny turned her face and pressed herself in to Annie's tanned warm tummy.

"Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmm" she purred as she tightly clasped her soon be lover's hips and felt the exposed abdomen raising and falling against her cheek. Each breath of the standing woman excited Jenny more. She pulled back slightly and turned her head to look up at Annie. As she did so she swept her wet tongue and moist red lips across the taut toned flesh around the belly button in front of her. Looking up between the swollen breasts that were beginning to flush with excitement, she saw one nipple begin to extend from its crinkling areola. She turned to see the other one, already extended on the swollen pink saucer of an areola. She met Annie's eyes and saw the lids begin to close as Annie let the lust envelop her being. 

Annie leant forward and, to balance herself, placed her hands on the seated paraplegic's shoulders. Her sore heavy breasts swung forward, offering themselves to the hungry mouth of Jenny. Like a calf to its mother's udder, Jenny sought the upright teat with her yearning lips and began to nuzzle and pull at it. Jenny closed her mouth around the aching nipple and began to suck like a hungry child. She reached up and squeezed the breast with both hands into an elongated eggplant shape as she nursed like she had never done before. She nursed until sated.

"Could you...would you, turn around and bend over for me please....please?"

Annie turned around in a daze, bent over and braced herself on the locked wheelchair as she felt Jenny's gaze then her hands on her ass. Annie shivered as Jenny slid her hands up over her shoulder blades before raking her nails down slowly over her back, her waist and buttocks before continuing further down to fondle the backs of her quivering thighs. Jenny let her hands fall down as far as she could then, as she brought them up, she drew the hem of the dress and folded it across Annie's back. Jenny looked at the naked muscular thighs and remembered when hers looked that way. She let her hand trace gentle circles over the firmed tanned flesh and slowly worked her strong fingers between Annie's legs and found, without asking, Annie's feet already moving apart and separating her legs....offering, waiting....wanting.

Jenny felt Annie push back presenting an irresistible view of her brown rosebud crowning the swelling labia. Jenny saw that Annie shaved all of herself smooth, not a hair to be seen on the baby smooth offering in front of her. She pushed her hands between the strong legs and felt the opening yield access. She formed her fingers into a 'V' shape and slid them lightly over the outside of the tempting lips. She watched as the lips turned a darker red, filling with blood, firming up and signaling the telltale signs of arousal. She leaned forward and caught the scent of the juices beginning to collect inside the yeaning vulva. Jenny watched as the juices begin gravity's journey downward to coat her already slippery fingers. Jenny probed, pushed and poked. Her fingers began to knead the pouting needy lips as she pulled and twisted them.

She heard Annie gasp and watched a shudder pass from shoulders to knees through her body. Honey like drips of excitement hung from the lips of both women, but it was Jenny's fingers which slid into the wet dark red passage in front of her.

First one finger explored the soft interior flesh.

Annie bent over more and as her face approached the warm leather seat her nostrils were piqued by the musky aroma of Jenny that had soaked in over the hours, days and years of sitting in the chair. She put her nose closer to the leather and inhaled the bouquet of the woman. She raised her ass in the air as she laid the cheek of her face on the soft worn leather before beginning to lick the leather and taste the stain.

Jenny pushed and probed the pink wet cavity and her rhythmic thrusting increased Annie's acceptance of the intrusion. Annie wanted more and in a silent signal to Jenny, pushed back and widened her stance. Jenny stared between the swollen glistening lips at the dark red gash that was offering itself to her. She squeezed three fingers together and pushed them into the tight hole. She felt a reflex of lust as the walls of the aching vagina gripped her deeply penetrating fingers to hold them tight inside. She sensed rhythmically pelvic thrusts begin against her fingers and saw Annie reach back and use her long fingers to caress her own swollen clit.

"That's it Annie, cum for me. Cum for me now"

Annie is no longer caressing herself she is frantically rubbing her clit. Her legs begin to shake and she pushes hard against the strong hand.

"Put your hand in, your whole hand, put it in, and push it in." Annie cries out in apparent desperation.

Jenny withdraws her fingers to form a small narrow fist. She sees her fingers coated with the slick creamy juices of Annie. 

"No....put it in, put it back in."

"Okay my dear, okay, I know, I know..."

The small strong hand finds the opening between the gaping lips and slowly twists its way in. First the fingers, then the knuckles, and finally the thumb. Slowly the stretched flesh radiates pain through Annie's body. Blossoming, the exquisite pain ripples through Annie and her urgency is palpable. Jenny, with a final thrust, is up to the wrist.

"Oh my god oh my god, that is beautiful, oh fuck, keep it there.......no, no a little more, that's it....right there."

Keeping her fist there Jenny leaned forward off the toilet and began kissing Annie's ass in ever smaller circles honing in on her rosebud. She was soon tonguing the brown spot and the flicks of her pointed tongue and deep pistoning penetrations of her fist push Annie over the edge.

"Oh oh oh" wailed Annie as she sunk to her knees pulling herself off Jenny's fist and away from her searching mouth. "OMG OMG that was so incredible, so intense" panted Annie as she quivered almost helplessly clinging onto the wheel chair.

"Yes it was....Yes is was!" Jenny gasped as she flooded the toilet bowl with urine and let go from the plateau of her own lust.

BANG BANG BANG

Came from the door of the toilet being pounded.

"Can you hurry up I really need to go" came an urgent cry. "You've been in there for ever. Hurry up please!"

"Yes, yes just a moment." Jenny called back shocked out of her licentious stupor. "Almost done."

Annie rose unsteadily to her feet and reached for the toilet paper to wipe herself. She needed wads of paper to sop up the flow of juices that covered her vulva, ass and thighs. When done she sheepishly did up her dress as Jenny wiped herself and waited for assistance.

Leaning over to help Jenny, Annie put her mouth next to Jenny's ear and hoarsely whispered. "Thanks."

"No, thank you. Now will you slide me off so I can wash my hands?"

Opening the door, the belligerent woman waiting outside was chastened to see Jenny in the wheel chair. "I'm so sorry I had no idea."

"It's ok darlin'. We finished."

Returning to their table and almost cold coffee, Jenny responded to Annie's inquisitive looks. "At first, I had no sensation or movement below my rib cage. Sex in the beginning was still pleasurable, my breasts still responded and being held tightly was still exciting, but more than that, the mental exhilaration of being wanted sexually was the most pleasurable aspect. I could tell when my partner came to climax... so while it was very different, I still felt like a woman and still involved very intimate physical contact Spinal cord injuries vary and mine is incomplete and with some nerve healing during the first few years, I regained some movement and much more sensation that I ever expected. So now, while I may move differently, or with much less range than before I was disabled, the physical sensations that go with sex are not as there were but getting better. I believe this is mostly due to maturing and learning to relax and know what sex should and can be. I do orgasm, sometimes multiply, and enjoyable, varied and mutually satisfying sex is the norm. The only obstacle to a spinal cord injury woman having a wonderful sex life is the one in the brain of her potential partner. Daryl is doubtful and but he is trying to be accepting of it. As a result he followed his dick to other women. So while he gets laid we both miss out on the intimacy between us. I have hope that it will continue to get better between us." "Thanks Jenny, I was wondering but didn't know how to ask." Annie responded as she laid her hand overtop of the Jenny's.

"What I really wanted to talk about was the idea that Darryl and I are cooking up. Well, I am actually cooking it up and Darryl is helping. He really has trouble thinking with anything besides his dick." Jenny laughs at the thought as Annie with a carefree smile can only nod in agreement.

"Here's my idea. The mayor and the town are pushing Asian tourism...come and see a slice of the real America. My thinking is if we can take care of the women, we can offer something special to the men. We offer special interest classes, painting, travel massage, etc. etc. by good looking guys who cater to them. The women want to go, have a good time. Perhaps the boys get laid, who knows but what it does is free up the men to go to a bar that we set up. There they have a good time, some of our girls help out and we make a ton of money. We would need to give some to our investors, but if the numbers work, we do OK. Even if we use some of the profits from the bar to subsidize the women's and bingo...it's still a money maker don't you think?"

Thinking about Jr., Jake and Danny Annie replies without hesitation, "Sounds like a very interesting plan. Can we get back, I have an idea or two that I need to noodle on?"

Back at the house, Annie goes to see the boys, telling them a summer job maybe in the offering if they play their cards right. 



The Long Weekend Ch. 45



"The bottom of the driveway is fine Darryl. Just drop me there and I'll walk up to the house." Annie offered as she leaned forward from the backseat placed a hand on Jenny' shoulder. "Thanks for the coffee and sharing your business idea with me. If it's ok with you I'll talk to the boys about your idea and try think of some others."

"You've got our phone number. I gave you my card to you after you sucked my cock this morning." Darryl offered as he brought the car to a stop at the edge of the gravel drive while dodging the glaring look of his wife. 

"Thanks Annie, you are beautiful and smart. If you have friends who look like you, are sexy like you and who want to make some extra spending money, have them contact me - not Darryl and I'll make the determination. But do call. I want us to keep in touch." Jenny stated in very manner of fact tone. 

Getting out of the car, Annie closed the door and stepped up to the passenger side as Jenny lowered the window. Putting both hands on the chrome window trim she leaned down to speak to the seated paraplegic. As she did, she felt the loose bodice of her dress fall away displaying her large proud breasts and crinkled areolas to the couple seated in the car. She balanced the pointed nipples of her vast firm golden globes on the backs of her hands and leaning forward created a deep cleavage between the swollen mounds. "Something to remember me by." she whispered into Jenny's ear as she felt two pair of eyes burn through the thin fabric.

"It's not too late to audition for me. We've got a few minutes don't we Jenny?" Darryl called out as, under the steering wheel, his long fingers stroked the bulge forming in the front of his slacks.

"Darryl! She doesn't need to audition. You said she sucked your cock this morning and you just auditioned Fern an hour or so ago. You are not as young as you used to be. Any more today your Willy will fall off, you'll tire yourself out and be asleep before you get us home." Jenny chastised him with a salacious wink to Annie.

Pulling back from the car widow, Annie stood up and tapped on the roof the car as Darryl regained his senses while Jenny smiled and mouthed a silent "thank you" before being lost in the dust cloud as the car pulled away noisily.

Walking slowly up the short drive to the house, Annie thoughts were flooded with the licentiousness of the week-end. It seemed to her that everything and everyone she had recently been involved with came with a hefty dose of sex. Giving, receiving, watching, being watched, it was all the same. A moment of panic set in as she tried to suppress another unintended release of endorphins. Reaching the house she called out to the boys who were just calling it long day, a job well done and putting away the tools.

"Perfect timing, but you two look exhausted. I've got my bag packed and have already tidied up the house. Do we have time for a quick wash up before we head out?" Annie asked wondering if the rapid arrival of nightfall would affect their travel plans. "I'm pretty sticky and could use a shower and by the looks of it you both could as well."

"That's not a bad idea Mrs. Sullivan and, if we stop for pizza on the way, dad says it will let most of the traffic heading into the city clear out and give us easy sailing. What to you think, is 15 minutes back at the truck enough time?" Jake suggests.

"Works for me, but remember the heater in the truck is broken and it might get chilly on the drive home. Dress accordingly." Jr. advised as he ran his hand over his sweaty forehead and through his short cropped hair. "I could really use a shower, but you first Jake."

"Nonsense, if I use the one outside, there is a shower for each of us. No worries."

"Great, but lets make it 20 minutes." Annie cried out as she hurried off up the stairs with only one thought in mind – a last chance to check out Barbara's toy closet.

Quickly up the stairs and into the secret area behind the master bedroom closet, Annie was again awed by the vast array of sex toys when her sights fell on an enormously large fat shiny black dildo. Picking it up her mind flashed back to her days in the convent school.

"Anabell McGrath, step forward please!" Sister Mary Elisabeth commanded as the girl next to Anabell stepped back into line. Anabell, blushing like all the girls when requested to do so, quickly stepped forward with trepidation, her arms rigid at her sides. 

"Your shoes are tied sloppily, your socks disheveled, and your blouse needs ironing." Sister Mary Elizabeth noted as she impatiently tapped her flowing black tunic with the long wooden pointer. Lifting the pointer, she placed the white rubber tip just under the front of Anabell's heavy dark blue plaid skirt and lifted the hem. She continued to gently raise the front hem, something she did to all the girls, supposedly to check that their white socks were over their knees.

"Your stocking seems to have fallen." the severe nun stated categorically as she continued to lift the hem. Of all the sisters of the order, Sister Mary Elizabeth was always the most interested in maintaining decorum. Her frequent snap inspections often caught intended and unintended lapses in the dress code. Corrections by the tall stern nun included public reprimands, detentions, sometimes a modest caning either over the knuckles, the palm of the hand and in the case of serve lapses a bare behind. Sister Mary Elizabeth continued raising the hem to ensure Anabell was wearing the proper large white bloomers. 

Anabell silently prayed the pointer would not continue its upward arc but her prayers were not answered. She watched helplessly as the front of her skirt continued to be lifted higher by the pointer. She felt more of her young naked thighs exposed and knew that within seconds she would be in big trouble. It didn't take even that long. She felt the hem of the heavy skirt drop and saw the aghast look on the face of Sister Mary Elizabeth when she realized the young girl was not wearing bloomers. 

"Anabell McGrath, you bold, brazen girl, go to my office immediately." the stunned nun commanded.

Ashamed, embarrassed and with her face a deep crimson red, Anabell fled the room towards the nun's private study. She was mortified. She had given her soiled panties to Sister Rita as had been her custom for the last year and for the first time had been caught without her bloomers. What would Sister Mary Elizabeth think? What would Mother Superior say? What would her parents do? What kind of punishment and public humiliation was she in for if anyone or everyone found out?

Standing on trembling legs outside the nun's study she couldn't help but think dire thoughts about her predicament. Her arms were quivering and her lips twitching uncontrollably as she heard the clumping sound of the nun's heavy black leather soled shoes on the hard polished wooden floor. The nun imperiously passed the young waif, opened the door and commanded. 

"Inside Miss McGrath. This instant!"

Anabell nearly wet herself with fear as she shuffled inside. Sister Mary Elizabeth followed, then closed and locked the door behind her.

Anabell stood in front of the solid wood desk and the Sister silently took a seat in her tall rigid wooden straight backed chair. The nun slowly, carefully, ominously stood her wooden pointer in the corner alongside a shorter one with a larger black tip and the infamous sinister cane. Sister Mary Elizabeth saw the look of fear in the girl's face. She was satisfied Anabell knew the gravity of the situation and adjusted both her wimple and her disposition.

"Anabell, lift your skirt so I can see what you are wearing!" Sister Mary Elizabeth said severely.

"Please Sister, do I have to, let me explain...." Anabell stammered but was quickly cut off by the nun. 

"Let me understand the gravitas of the situation first then I will hear whatever excuse or explanation you have concocted. Now, please lift up your skirt." the nun said, leaving no room for further questions.

Anabell arms felt unconnected to her brain or her body as she gathered the hem of the plaid skirt with a hand on either side and began to raise up slowly hoping to hear the words "That's high enough." All she heard was an ominous silence while she continued to lift her skirt and began to feel the cool breeze on her knees from the corner floor fan. She continued upwards until she felt the breeze on her quivering thighs. She did not stop until she held the hem of the skirt high above her waist and felt the cool air on her naked backside.

"Halleluiah, Amen, thank you Father, Ave Maria" Sister Mary Elizabeth said silently to herself as she saw first the pale white skin, then the protruding hairless mound with its delicious glistening pink edged slit. The first she had seen since being removed from teaching girls' physical education five years ago.

"Anabell, I am almost 70 years old. Few things shock me, but you have done so today. Keep your arms up and your skirt lifted while I try to comprehend what you have done" The nun stated as she reached to the wall for the pointer with the bulbous black tip.

Never taking her eyes off the nubile prize in front her, Sister Mary Elizabeth absently mindedly held the stout pointer in her left hand and slowly caressed the fat black end with her small right palm. Her frail fingers created a small circle and she felt the tip of the pointer forced them apart as she subconsciously slid it back and forth though the tight opening formed by her fingers. Her brain wondered if the tight hole cupped by the young girl's tumescent nether lips was large enough to accept the ersatz penis on the end of her pointer.

"Step forward Miss McGrath. A little closer please. Yes, right about there." the nun said as she eyeballed the length of the pointer and distance to the satin sheen of the pudenda in front of her.

Reaching out with the pointer she began to run it softly over the lower abdomen and upper thighs of the young girl standing rigidly in front of her.

"I am sure there is a reasonable explanation for all of this. Tell me what it is please." Sister Mary Elizabeth said in soft voice as the smooth ebony tip like a slow metronome traced languid patterns on the girl's exposed areas.

Anabell felt the cool tip running over her naked skin leaving a trail of goose bumps. Her fear level rose about what punishment lay in store if she told Sister what had been happening the last few months.

"Anabell, don't lie to me. I'll know if you are and HE will know if you are. Just tell me what prompted this nakedness." the words of the nun probing as gently but as persistently as was the wooden shaft with its menacing black tip.

"It is nothing new Sister, it is just that today it happened on my bike on the way to school and Sister Rita did not have a clean pair for me."

"What happened and what does Sister Rita got to do with this?" the old nun demanded.

"I give her my soiled panties like I always do when it happens. Today, she took them and put them in her pocket but she did not give me back a clean pair to put on. So she told me not to worry, that I would just to remain naked until I met her and the doctor right after lunch period." Anabell explained, words flowing out of her as fluidly as the juices collecting inside her vulva.

"You give Sister Rita your soiled panties?"

"Yes, for about a year now. Since last term actually since that when it all really started. She and the Doctor have been trying to help me but it is getting worse. I get this urge, this itch, and the only way to get rid of it is to rub myself, to touch myself. When I do, I soil my panties. They get so wet I can not wear them. When I confided in Sister Rita she said she understood, that it would be our secret and to give them to her and she would clean and return them. Eventually she took me to the infirmary to see the Doctor who examined me. He could not immediately find anything wrong but, he said for the record, he took some digital pictures. I think he said he wanted to record the condition so he could track any changes. He said a series of regular checkups would be necessary and that he might need a second opinion from another doctor. Sister Rita seemed glad he was so interested. He also said while it was a mild case, he would have to share the pictures and his notes in his monthly student health report to the new monsignor who would probably need them to understand what he was talking about. He has been doing that every week since then." the young student said spoke quickly without taking a breath.

Still humiliated and in fear of the extent and the pain of possible punishment she felt, but had not focused, on the smooth black tip on the flexible pointer that was tracing over her skin. However, with the gush of her words, she caught her breath and came to the realization that the slow burning sensation was beginning again.

She hesitantly continued, "When it first happened I was mortified but Sister Rita consoled me by explaining that I was maturing. Since I am eighteen, perhaps it was later than the other girls she said. She told me not to talk about with anybody because everybody does it differently and it is very personal. She explained that sharing with others might cause them to be embarrassed. She took me in her office and had me explain in detail the sensations I felt, how often I felt them, how I dealt with it. She offered to have look see and knelt in front of me while I held my skirt up for her, like I am doing now, for you. She saw how wet my panties were. She said they were so wet that they clung to me and formed a tight constricting cover to my private parts. Their wetness was forcing what she called my labia to swell and that the panties were slipping inside and forcing them apart. She said the deep wet crevasse she saw down there was unhealthy, that my skin could not breathe properly. I was to let her take off my bloomers, she would then clean me up and dry me off. I did not know what to do, but my bloomers were soaked, uncomfortably sticky and like she said probably unhealthy. I knew my mother would not want me to get sick so I let her remove them."

Annabel felt the cool touch of the black ebony tip as it moved slowly smoothly down the outside of her hips and legs to her ankle. The pointer made a soft erotic loop around her ankles before moving inside her legs to begin a determined upward sweep to her knees. She felt the flexible point travel along the rough wool of her stockings then stopping when finding the passage blocked. The black nub insistently forced itself upward urging her knees to part. The young girl shifted her weight from foot to foot as she slid her left foot away allowing a narrow gap to be created at the elastic tops of her stocking. The pointer slipped through the newly creating passage to settle on the bare skin in the recess just above her knees. She held her breath as the persistent movement of Sister Mary Elizabeth's hand meant that the flexible shaft bent as the point searched for a way to get up past the clenched bare thighs.

'Relax, Annabel, finish your story while I continue to think about what to do about you." The old nun said as she increased the upward pressure suggesting the legs needed to be further apart. 

"That's it, that is far enough, that should do." Sister Mary Elizabeth intoned in a quiet voice as the smooth hairless thighs peeled apart like the quiet efficient opening of a Swiss zipper. 

"Sister Rita was right. Letting this part of your body breathe, keeping it aired is a good thing. It keeps you healthy. That is why we wear loose bloomers as opposed to what so many indecent modern girls wear. You know what I mean, those skinny shiny little v-shaped ones. "

Feeling a little shaky now, with excitement mixed in with her fear, she felt her legs begin a mild case of the quivers as she also felt the goose bumps spread over her naked legs. She stopped, caught her breath, and wished silently she could lower her aching arms before speaking. Her voice had become a little deeper, with a small quaver Sister Mary Elizabeth noted.

"In a minute child, in minute. This will all be over soon enough, please continue."

"I know Sister, my mom sometimes wears those kind. I have seen them in her drawer. I think my dad buys them for her as presents as they are always in nice box. Sister, I am beginning to have that same feeling. I think it is happening again.

"I think you are too but I want to try and concentrate on what you were saying about Sister Rita and the Doctor."

"Sorry Sister. Sister helped me take my panties off so I would not get the rest of my legs wet. She would continue to kneel and was very careful and did it very slowly. She was most professional. When I finally stepped out of them, she told me to give them to her. That was so kind of her. Then, like you are doing now, she had me widen my stance so she could take a close look. She got very close, ran her hands over all of my legs and bum to see how far the dampness had spread. She then folded the panties to look like a rag and wiped my legs and between my legs. Then she took her bare hand and placed it over my private parts to test for dryness. She did this a few times and I guess when she was satisfied she took her hand away. Then she did the kindest thing anyone has done for me. She smelled her fingers and my soiled panties. How awful it must have been for her. She said it was necessary to confirm what she thought was my condition. She said she would keep the panties, wash them out and keep them for me. If I ever had another episode I was to come and see her and she would take care of me. She has been so wonderful."

"Thank you Anabell. That must have been difficult. I am so glad that Sister Rita looked after you. You can drop your skirt now." the rather flushed nun offered.

Dropping her hands Anabell felt but no longer saw the long shaft reaching into her warm swollen loins but she did continue to feel the bulbous head now lying between her slick swelling lips. Hoping that was the end of it, Anabell was surprised to hear the next demand.

"Turn around please and rest your forearms on my desk. That's it. Turn a little more toward me and now, raise your skirt to above your waist."

Anabell did so silently and with trepidation. Thinking she was going to be caned across her bare bottom, she felt her knees going weak and her body sagging against the desk. She heard a deep intake of breath from the nun sitting only inches behind her. She felt the smooth flexible shaft lay across the dimples of her smooth round buttocks. She waited silently.

"Please now tell me what Sister Rita and the doctor are now doing to help you. But before you do, spread your legs wider." Sister Mary Elizabeth said as she sat fascinated by the virginal sight in front of her. Two young slim legs rising up to set of dimpled cheeks separated by a perfect pink circle over a perfect pink vertical slit. She felt her tongue subconsciously trace an imaginary circle of the genitalia in front her as her right hand sought access to her own nether regions under the confines of her long black skirt.

"Yes, Sister of course Sister. The doctor has me lay on my back on the exam table so my knees are at the edge. Sister kneels on the floor in front of me and dries me carefully, then pats me with her bare fingers to make sure I am dry and then smells them to be sure. The doctor steps up between my legs, and does the same thing. He used to put a finger into me to see how wet I was but now he puts three fingers in, then shows them to Sister Rita. Then he usually moves closer, so close I feel his pants on my thighs. He puts his two thumbs on my middle part, then, using his thumbs, he anoints me with a special oil making sure that what he calls my sweet rosebud is also is coated. After that Sister holds me open so the doctor can take the pictures. After he puts the camera away and they both kneel in front of me to pray for guidance. Sister Rita puts her forehead on my abdomen so that when she whispers hers prayers they are directed closer to the area in need. Her nose is tight against this small bump I seem to have, the one right where your pointer is now. I often feel her lips on my private area as she whispers her prayers. The doctor usually kneels close behind Sister and he holds her hips as she leans forward to help the invocation of the prayer." Anabell carefully recounts while thinking that if she tells everything maybe she will not get the cane.




The Long Weekend Ch. 45



She feels the smooth warm and intriguing knob at the end of the pointer continue to slide back and forth along her naked opening, but cannot see that Sister has also begun to run her own fingers over her old thin grey white panties which have begun to soak up her own emissions. Sister who had hiked up skirt as she sat erectly on her hard wooden chair now let her fingers play softly over her swelling vulva. She pressed the worn fabric between the swollen lips, soaking up her copious juices. In doing so, the hollow of her thighs exposed the sparse grey public hair that had grown in since she had last shaved. The wiry wispy hairs were damp, covered with her secretions. Sister Mary Elizabeth brought her fingers to her nose and smiled at the familiar smell that emanated from the ooze on her fingers. She returned her fingers to her sex and slipped the tips of them under the tatty gusset edge of the worn panties and parted her own aching lips. She felt the pang and the urgent need for release as her index finger edged her clit while she fought to listen to Anabell.

'Last time, I am sure last time monsignor was there. I could not see because I had my head down but you know how he wears that exotic citrus spice aftershave. He did not say anything, but I smelled it so I am pretty sure he was there." Anabell continued in her soft muted voice noticing that a strong musky smell had begun to infuse the space. 

"Thank you Annabel, but to ensure I fully understand I would like to demonstrate on me, what you just described. I will lie back on my desk so as to make it more realistic. You wouldn't mind that, would you? The more I hear the more I think that you are not at fault but I really need to experience your side of the story." The nun said quietly but with conviction, fostering the idea that perhaps there would be no punishment and as such really no choice but for Anabell to agree.

As Sister Mary Elizabeth stands up, she paused and bit her lip as if puzzled. "Perhaps to be realistic, you should kneel and I will raise my skirt and you can remove my panties before I lay back on my desk?" not so much of question as a direction from the Sister as she stood with her back to her desk opening up a narrow space between her and the wall.

"Anabell, I must confess. I am also afflicted with what you have but less so at my age. I think it would be good for you to actually see what the condition looks like. Now come over her and kneel in front of me. Let me raise my skirt. Do you see my panties? Now feel my panties. See how they are wet. Are yours that wet? That's it now take off my panties. Look at my private parts. Feel my thighs. Feel the wetness between my legs. See and feel how swollen my lips are." Sister Mary Elizabeth quietly directed but with a confidence that ensured no reluctance on the young girls part.

Sister Mary Elizabeth lay back on her desk, fully exposing herself to the kneeling Anabell.

"That's it. Now rest your forehead on my abdomen just below my belly button. Can you detect my bouquet; you know the smell, the one that Sister Rita and the Doctor sought? It is different from your normal day to day smell? Focus on only that." the nun said as she placed her hands on the back of the young girls head. She held her tight. 

"Pray for me. Let your lips touch me so the prayers are direct. That's it. A little harder." Sister Mary Elizabeth directed the young girl's mouth with a heighten sense of urgency in her voice. 

Unable to control her urges Sister suddenly in husky voice commanded in loud whisper. "Lick me Anabell. Use your tongue. I will guide your head to the right spot. Don't be frightened and don't fight me on this. Just go with it. Now, put your tongue as deep as you can in the opening between my lips. Do it now!"



The Long Weekend - Day 01



That first night that Sonia and I shared ourselves was the most sensuous, almost nirvana-like experience of both of our lives. Needless to say that it made us connect in a way that we would not have believed possible. Of course we never wanted it to end and wanted to stay in our bliss forever. However, reality had other ideas. We knew that what we have cannot never be disclosed and can never be shared with others. The extent of our relationship had to remain what we always were and have been in the eyes of the world – that we are family. We knew that none of our relatives could ever come to know about this or it would unleash such a disaster that the family would be ripped apart. Fortunately for both of us, we no longer lived with our family!

We decided that both of us didn't want our sexual experiences to end. However, we were both mature and adult enough to understand that certain ground rules had to be set and always adhered to. We could not change our attitudes and behaviors towards each other in front of our friends and roommates. Things had to be the way they were. We had to continue our two independent lives because we were cousins/family first and lovers second. We also decided that we would only have sex when circumstances allowed (though at times we did manipulate them to our advantage) and would not take any unnecessary risks. Finally and this was most important, we both knew that we would never end up with each other on a permanent basis. We both knew that marriage was out of the question, both legally, socially, and culturally. So we had to be realistic and when and if the time comes, we will have to date and jealously could never ever be a part of our lives. Family first, lovers second. 

Sonia, and I made this pact with each other and we stuck to it. Like in any other relationship we had ups and downs, but as promised, we were always there for each other. Through good times, and hard ones. We did date other people and when things were bad we found comfort in each other's arms. It wasn't easy but it was always worth it. We actually used it to our advantage. We became each other's sexual student and teacher. We both tried new positions and techniques and practiced on each other. So our dates were always very satisfied with us. But if we ever wanted more, we both had outlets. Although I didn't have that much of a problem getting satisfaction, apparently because of Sonia's high sex drives, her dates couldn't keep up so that worked out really well for me. I do want to emphasize that neither of us were sexual maniacs, but we did have a handful of relationships in out collage days.

We went through four years of this, and then both of us got our doctorates. Sonia got a job at a prestigious business firm in the same city as our University, while I got a job in neighboring state. Saying good bye was tough, but it was necessary. Real life was calling. I got a single bedroom apartment in my city while Sonia moved to a 3 bedroom one and found two female roommates. She didn't like living alone so they were there more for the company. We both got busy with work, but always kept in touch almost on a daily basis. A few months into our news lives we had a three day weekend so I decided to go and see her. Obviously the family wanted us to come home, but I told them that I had to see my professors about a potential business opportunity and Sonia said she had to prepare for an upcoming conference with her group at work. Since the entire family has a very strong emphasis on education and work ethic, no one minded and were actually supportive our of dedication to our work. 

I told Sonia that I would be coming in on Friday night after work and we'll have dinner together. I told her to invite her roommates as well, though she didn't understand why. She wanted a nice romantic dinner with me, and I told her we would do that the following night but I needed to break the ice with the roommates to ensure the weekend went smoothly. She understood my plan and the stage was set. She invited her roommates who readily accepted as apparently they had heard about me from Sonia during one of my many call to her.

I came into town around 7 pm and drove straight to Sonia's apartment. I rang the door bell and Sonia opened the door, exquisitely dressed for a night out! She was wearing a low cut top and jeans that completely hugged her ass. She looked as beautiful as ever. I gave her a hug as I walked in and kissed her on the cheek (her roommates were home).

"Hey Sonia, I'm back!" I said.

"Great to see you." She replied as she hugged me. "I've missed you so much." She quickly whispered and give me a hard squeeze because anyone would notice. She let go of me and waved me in.

"I'd like you to meet my friends. This is Preeti." She smiled pointing to a girl dressed in the traditional Indian Shalwar Kameez. Preeti rose from the couch and extended her hand which I shook in a friendly manner. Preeti had a very cordial and friendly face. She was not as slim as Sonia but that did not take anything away from her charm. She had long hair that was tied in a single ponytail.

"And this is Neha." Sonia continued, pointing to the other friend, who also rose and shook my hand. Neha also had a very friendly face, but had very dark and piercing eyes. She had a friendly but firm hand shake. Neha was dressed in a knee length skirt with a semi professional blouse. She had a figure similar to Sonia with shoulder length hair.

"It's a pleasure to meet both of you." I said. I brought my bag in and we all sat down for a bit. "Sonia tells me that both of you work for the same company as her and that you too started around the same time."

"Yes." Preeti said. "Actually we met in the company orientation and since both Neha and I were living in a Hotel, Sonia came up with this idea. We call her the resident expert as she's been here for so long."

"You've spent even more time here haven't you?" Neha asked.

"8 Years and 2 degrees later." I laughed. "It was time to see the rest of the world."

"Well then you are the new expert in town, guess we should pay your for your consulting fees." she quipped. She turned out to have a nice sense of humor after all.

"Because you are such good friends of Sonia, all consulting is free." I laughed too.

"My my, Sonia, you did tell he your cousin was so generous too." Chided Preeti.

"Oh he's special alright." Sonia smiled. "Well I don't know about you but I'm getting hungry, so what's the plan?" She asked.

"Well, why don't I freshen up, and you guys as ready then we'll head out." I said "I hope both of you will be joining us." I looked at Neha and Preeti. 

"Well if you insist." Neha said. 

"I do." I said. "It will give us a chance to get to know each other."

"Ok, then while you freshen-up I'll go and change too." Preeti said getting up.

A few minutes later as we were getting ready to leave, Preeti came back dressed in a full length skirt with a sleeveless top that accentuated her heavy breasts. I gestured the ladies out the door and when I followed Sonia out, I didn't see any panti-lines. I just smiled to myself anticipating the night.

We went to a nice restaurant and dinner was a lot of fun. Neha and Preeti were indeed very nice and the four of us got along fabulously well. We joked and laughed as we ate and drank, all the while Sonia and I were playing footsie with each other. It was a booth style place so Sonia and I sat in one side and Neha and Preeti on the other. Sonia kept rubbing her hand up and down my thigh in slow movements under the table coming closing to my dick, and then going away. She was having the desired affect on me as I was started to get hand. I had a feeling this would happen so I actually wore my bikini style brief rather than my boxers so my arousal would not get prominent.

I didn't want to only one to be suffering so I managed to place my hand on Sonia's thigh and rub it as well, but since she was wearing jeans I didn't have much access to anything else. Though once in a while I pressed my finger on the crotch of her jeans, causing Sonia to breathe in a just a bit harder that normal. After dinner we ordered some dessert and now it was time for me to bring forth the reason why I wanted to have dinner with Sonia and her roommates my first night there.

"Sonia I need a favor." I said.

"What's up?" She inquired genuinely.

"Could I borrow your apartment key?" I asked.

"Any particular reason?" She asked again.

"Well, since this is a home coming for me, I'd like to step out later tonight to check out my old hang out spots and I don't want to wake any one since I might be coming in late. I have a few friends I'm thinking of meeting. I'll be sleeping on the couch, this way non of you girls have to get bothered." I turned to Neha and Preeti "I hope you both won't mind if I have the key while I stay here."

"Not at all." they both replied.

Sonia started to get the message, handed me the key and said "Sure no problem, but just don't stay up too late. I don't want to sleep your days here."

We stayed out till about 11 pm and then headed home. After chatting for about another hour, the girls decided to call it a night. Sonia brought me a couple of pillows and bedding and made the couch as comfortable as possible. I announced my plan to leave so Sonia gave me good night hug, and went to the bathroom. Neha and Preeti also said their good nights and went to their room. 

As soon as their rooms were shut, I opened my bag, pulled out a package, shut it up again, opened the main door, shut the living room lights, shut the main door and locked it. Then I slowly walked into Sonia's bedroom and stood behind the door with the package. Sonia walked into her room, turned to shut her door, and looked at me. She smiled, and locked her door. She opened her arms and I walked into them and gave her the most sensuous hug I could muster. She was wearing a spaghetti top and a pajama bottom as she usually did, and she looked good enough to eat. But that was for later. 

I was lost in the moment as we hugged each other. It was as if our bodies needed to feel each other, to hold each other...almost as if time stood still. I brought my hand up and gently held her face and I gently kissed her lips. The gentleness only lasted an instant as our passions took over ad we started kissing each other like two people craving each other's feel. Our lips locked, and our tongues connected, as we hugged each other even tighter. I felt my hands leaving her face and starting to roam all over her back, her waist and her ass. Her tight supple pajama-covered ass was free of panties and I could feel her push back on my hands as I caressed her butt. Our lust was over taking our love and our passion was over whelming our sensuality. We kissed each other with the urgency we both know we felt. We both started rubbing our hands over each other bands and butts and breathing heavily as our kisses became more and more raw.

As we broke our impassioned embrace, I picked her up in my arms and gently laid her on the bed and placed a soft kiss on her now wet lips.

"I have a little something for you." I smiled.

"Oh, I wouldn't call it little." Sonia said with a wink as she rubbed her hand on my crotch.

"Well thank you, but that's not what I was referring to." I chided. 

I picked up the package that I had bought from the floor and handed it to her. Sonia smiled broadly started opening her gift eagerly. 

"Oooohhh, what an assortment! Let's see, this is very interesting." She said lifting out the first item. It was a Black silk negligee with a lace bust and black lace thong panties. It had red embroidery around the bust line with a small delicate rose at the cleavage. The lingerie left nothing to the imagination. Sonia looked at me with a sly smile and returned to the package. She lifted out a pair of scented candles with matches and a Kenny CD (her favorite instrumentalist).

"Mood makers, huh?" She asked. I smiled back. "Well I've been in the mood ever since you walked in the door. Trust me they would be redundant."

"Always good to be prepared." I said.

"I can see that." She said picking out the last two items. A pack of ribbed condoms and KY Jelly lubricant. "Once a boy scout, always a boy scout, Huh?" Without waiting for an answer, Sonia lifted herself up and gave me a hug.

"These are lovely, but did you bring anything for you to wear?" She said looking in the package again.

"Of course I did." I replied with a grin. "The condoms!" Sonia laughed her beautiful laugh again and I just thought how lucky I was. 

"Ok, now I want you to turn around and close your eyes for a second. Since you went to all this trouble for me, let me set them up for you."

Sonia puttered around the room, setting up the CD and the candles, and when I opened my eyes again, the room was lit by candles, the CD was playing softly, and Sonia looked liked an angel in the candle light wearing the lingerie. The black negligee was in stark contrast to her fair skin and her dark nipples were clearly showing through the lace bust. The lingerie ended halfway down her butt, so the crotch of the panties was clearly visible. Knowing that I have a weakness for hairy pussies, hers in particular, I was glad to see Sonia had been letting her pussy hair grow. The hairs were not only visible through the lace of her panties, but also some were sticking out of the sides of her crotch. As Sonia laid there on the bed, I was mesmerized by the work of perfection that lay before me.

Sonia beckoned me with her finger, drawing me to her. I walked over to her and gently ran my finger over her face and lips. Sonia kissed my finger lips lightly, as I continued to trace my fingers on her chin and neck. My eyes followed my finger and I traced the seams of the negligee around her breasts. I brought my finger to the small rose and then trace it down in a straight line to her navel, lingering there for a bit, before going down further to my treasured destination.

I gently ran my finger over her panty-covered mound as was delighted to feel her soft hair sticking out of the lace. I felt the soft wisps on my finger tips as I slowly slid down, feeling the lace started to feel hot and wet. I teased her crotch with finger tips by lightly rubbing the now growing wet spot. I brought my finger to my nose, closed my eyes, and took a deep breath letting her musk intoxicate me.

"Oh, you know how to make a girl feel sexy and wanted." Sonia whispered.

"You make it come naturally to me." I looked into as her eyes with a sincerity that I have rarely felt with other girls.

Sonia sat up and kissed my lips again, and started to undo my shirt. She kissed my chest as she undid each button. I took my shirt off and Sonia started to plant butterfly kisses all over my pecks and started to flick her tongue on my nipples. Sonia made me lay down as she undid my belt and pants and showing her eagerness she felt, completely pulled them out. My dick was starting to get hard again, and I had already started pre-cumming admiring Sonia. There was a wet spot on my briefs which Sonia felt with her finger tips. She brought the finger to her lips and licked them with the tip of her tongue. She looked at me again, and keeping her eyes locked into mine, she placed her hands on the sides of my underwear, held the waist band and in one swift motion pulled them down, leaving me naked in all my glory.

Once again, without breaking eye contact, Sonia got between my legs and took semi-hard cock into her mouth. Sonia can't deep throat without gagging so she loves to take all of me when I'm soft and make me hard in my mouth using nothing but her tongue and lips. Sonia's hot mouth is one of the best I have ever felt (without exaggeration) and I felt a twitch as I released more of my pre-cum in her mouth which she just lapped and swallowed. She sealed her lips around the base of my now hardening cock and started to suck as she pull her head back, making me grow hard with every movement. I was hard in moments. 

To this point Sonia had not broken eye contact and looking into her eyes seeing the candle light reflect back from them as she sucked me was too erotic for words. Without saying a word, she took me out of her mouth, took a condom from the pack, unrolled it in my hard dick, and poured lube on the condom. She then got over my ceiling-pointing dick, moved the crotch of her panties to the side and lowered her self on me.

This was new to me because we always had sex completely naked, and as she lowered hot pussy on my throbbing dick, I could feel the crotch of the panties rubbing across the sides of my dick. Sonia took me in fully and leaned forward to kiss me. Her silk negligee felt extremely sensuous on my chest and as she started to move back her forth, the inclusion of the silk added a new element of sensuality that I had not expected. Sonia straightened again and started to buck her hips as I held her waist. 

"I've been missing this so much." She moaned. "I want to feel it deep in me." Sonia said as she ground her pussy down hard on my cock. I could feel her cervix hitting my cock as she pushed down. 

"I've been waiting for this for so long." I managed. "You have the best pussy!"

"Then fuck me hard, lover." She said. "Show me how much you love my pussy."

Sensuality aside, Sonia and I were comfortable enough to talk very dirty during sex. Flipping her over I started to fuck her pussy missionary style. Sonia hugged me as I humped into slowly into her. I kissed her neck and licked trailed up and down her neck. I gently bit into her shoulder timing my bites with my strokes. 

"Fuck! I'm getting close." she said. "Go faster! Please."

Feeling the pleasure pressure start to build in my balls as well, I started to pick up my speed, smacking into her hard and hoping the walls here sound proof. Sonia hugged me tighter and started to rub her nails up and down my back – a sure sign that she was about to cum.

"Oh yea, I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum!" She panted and then held her breath and squeezed her arms around me. I continued humping getting close myself, and as Sonia came could feel her pussy contract around my cock which completely pushed me over the edge. I came deep in her feeling her pussy contract in response to every spurt my cock was making. Our orgasms subsided and I just laid on her letting serenity overtake take both of us. I started to feel myself grow soft in her, so I gently pulled of her very wet pussy.

In total silence I laid back next to net and we just hugged, enjoying afterglow of the sexual roller coaster we had just been on. Sonia turned her head to me and gently kissed me.

"How can something so wrong feel so right?" She asked

"It can't." I said. "It must be right."

Sonia looked at me and smiled. "Right." She rolled over me, and straddled me again with that mischievous grin again. 

"You know I'm a little surprised that I'm still dressed. You always tore my clothes off me during sex, and I still have a ripped, bra, two ripped panties and one ripped negligee to prove it." 

"You looked so heavenly that I just couldn't bring myself to spoil the image" I said

"Aww, really?" she smiled

"Yes, besides you were doing such a great job on my dick, I didn't want to break your concentration." I added

"You smoothie you." she said in a I-should-have-known attitude. "Well now that your cock as happy, how about taking care of these." Pointing at her breasts, "or have you forgotten your old friends?"

"First of all, there is nothing old about them. Second, I'm only getting started dear." With that, I slipped my hands down, held the negligee seams and pulled them over her head and I sat up, leaving her topless, and exposing her firm supple breasts. I lay back again, and started to admire them.




The Long Weekend - Day 01



"Perfection at its best." I said and meant it.

Sonia leaned over me and hovered her right breast over my face. I stuck out my tongue and slowly licked the dark outline of her areola, wetting it and l proceeded to lick her nipple. I raised my head and capped my lips around the nipple and gently pulled on it. As I let go, Sonia's breast bounced showing its suppleness. Unable to wait. I opened my mouth and took as much of her breast into my mouth as I could. I sucked her breasts and nipple running my tongue over her tender flesh, feeling the nipple harder in my mouth. I pulled my head back, milking the breast and I gently nibbled at her nipple causing her to inhale deeply. I sucked the breast in again and then milked it, moving my head back and forth slowly. Sonia loves this as it causes her nipples to puff out.

"You're not being fair. You're showing favoritism to this one. The other will get jealous." She said playfully.

At her encouragement, I let go on her breasts from my mouth and took the other one in as deep into my mouth as I could. I immediately gave the other breasts the same treatment, and then rolled Sonia on her back and straddled her. I cupped her breast with my hand squeeze in gently. Sonia moaned as she felt the blood rush into her nipple causing it to get even darker. I sucked her nipple teasing again and then gently blew a warm breath over the wet nipple. Sonia inhaled again.

"Ohh, they've been missing you so much!" She sighed. "They love they way you make them feel so special."

"The deserve nothing less." I whispered.

I continued to massage both her breasts with my hands as she ran her fingers over my arms and shoulders, wordlessly encouraging my caresses. Moving on to my favorite part, I cupped both her breasts and pushed them inward towards each other so that her nipples were almost touching each other. I lowered my head, stuck out my tongue and started licking both nipples at the same time. I move my head from left toe right licking from one nipple to the other very fast. And then too booth nipple into my mouth and started to nipple gently. Sonia breasts were getting stretched as I nibbled, but she was moaning and has started pushing her hips into me as I was still straddling her.

"Suck them baby." she groaned and started to run her fingers though my hair. I then started to give her love bites on her breasts. Taking the spongy flesh of her breasts, I gently sucked and nibbled on it laving a small red mark on it. 

"Ohhh that's they way, mark them as yours!" She encouraged as I bite her breasts in numerous places.

After a few minutes of this onslaught I noticed that Sonia had started trying to push her hips into me in earnest and started to push my head lower. Getting the message, I reluctantly let go of her breasts and started to kiss a trail down her cleavage and then to her navel, down her flat stomach and then finally to the waistband of the thong. I kissed her mound over her panties and then down her now very wet crotch. I gently cupped my lips over her the wet lace and gently blew a warm breath. 

"Ahhhhh." the warmth of the breath on the wet pussy caused her to moan and sigh. I reached to the sides of her waist and gently pulled off her panties exposing her rosy treasure which was literally dripping nectar for me. I gently licked a trail on the outside of her lips and over her clit, making a circle around the other side and coming down to just above her asshole. I blew another warm breath and saw her pussy contract.

"Don't tease me, please. I can't wait. Lick my pussy. Let me feel your tongue please" Sonia begged lifting her hips a little. Not waiting to disappoint her at all, I licked the entire length of the slit up to her clit. Her pussy was wet and her lips slowly parted for me like the petals of a blooming rose. I liked the inside of her lips. The tangy taste of her pussy and the musky smell was completely exhilarating. Sonia started moaning with every lick pushing her pussy into my face. Moved my tongue up and down, relishing in her juices and started to lick her clit in slow circles. Sonia bucked her hips, reached down and pulled my head into her pussy. I started to lick her clit and could feel it swelling to my touch. As I continued to lick, Sonia continued to grind her pussy. 

I held Sonia thighs and opened her legs wider. I cupped my lips around the clit and started to suck on it and lick at the same time. This combination drover her to the edge and Sonia arched her back and gave a very long throat groan as if she was having difficulty breathing. 

"OH. FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" She managed "That was fucking awesome. Kiss me. I want to taste my juices on your lips." She sat up and pulled my face to her as she kissed my wet mouth. Her tongue licked the inside of my mouth. "I taste good!" she smiled.

"And you feel good too." I said pointing to my very hard and dripping cock.

"Give it to me! I want it. Fuck with it, and make my scream!" She said with hunger in her eyes.

I rolled another condom on my dick, stood at the edge of the bed, pull Sonia by the legs to me, opened her legs and placed my cock head at her wet opening. Without waiting for Sonia's Ok, I just pushed the entire length in. No slow movements, no teasing, and no gentleness, just one hard motion and the whole cock was in.

"Oh Lord!" She exclaimed.

I held her legs wide with my arms and I started moving in and out. I pulled out completely and then push in it again. Out completely again, and then in. Each time Sonia grunted in pain/pleasure.

"You wanted it hard don't you?" I grunted.

"Yes, fuck it as hard as you want. Make me scream." Sonia acknowledged.

Sonia was so wet that I started sliding in and out with ease. I started to pick up speed and started ramming my hot rod into her pussy. Sonia started grunting a bit too loud, so she took her pillow and started to bite on it. As I continued to thrust into her the bed started creaking, so I pulled out and made Sonia get on the floor with me on her hands and knees. I got behind and slipped my dick into her again. 

"Oh yea, baby this is so tight." I said.

"It's yours baby, take it as you want."

I held Sonia by her his and started to move my hips. Every time out hips made contact, Sonia tight ass jiggled in response. Doggie is my favorite position so I started to really ram it into her. Sonia continued to moan and groan with every hump and I could feel her pussy started to contracts around my cock. I was very hot and sweat was starting to build up on my chest and forehead. I could feel my cock swelling more into her rammed into her again and again.

Slap! Slap! Slap!

Sonia was making animal noises now and I was humping in grunts. We had become like two sexual animals in a mating frenzy. I started to feel my balls contract again and I was about to blow.

"I'm cumming Sonia, I'm cumming." I groaned.

"I can feel it, oh yea, cum in me baby." she encouraged.

I continued to hump as I came again, feeling the intensity of my orgasm. Sonia squeezed her pussy around my cock, milking the cum out of it. I pulled out and leaned over her gently and helped her up and to the bed. Sonia felt hot as we lay on the bed again and hugged each other.

"You are best thing that has ever happened to me." She said.

"I should be saying that." I said.

We kissed again and let contentment fall over us as her both closed our eyes. We continued to talk for a bit, then we decided to call it a night. So I picked up my closed then kissed Sonia one more time before heading out of her room to my couch.

As I lay down almost asleep, I finally came to realize that this was going to be a very enjoyable weekend.

Feedback and comments are always welcome.



The Long Weekend - Day 02



I woke up Saturday morning around 11 and the girls were already up. As I was getting out of the shower, I ran into Preeti.

"So what time did you get in last night?" she asked.

"Around 6 this morning." I lied.

"Wow, you had along night!" she exclaimed, as we walked back to the living room where Neha and Sonia were reading the morning paper. 

"Yea." I grinned. "I had to make up for lost time." I noticed that Sonia had a slight smile on the face. Before Neha and Preeti could guess on my meaning I added. "I had a lot of hangouts to cover. I even met a couple of old friends and juniors."

"Hope you weren't too naughty." Quipped Neha.

"Oh just enough to be fun, and not enough to get in trouble." I smiled back.

"Still the same," laughed Sonia keeping up her act. "You never could give a straight answer."

"What's fun in that?" I shot back. "It's still the reason I like to smile a lot. Makes people wonder what I'm up to." I said with a Devilish grin.

"So what's your plan today Mr. Hot shot." asked Sonia. 

"Well I though we could get something to eat and then I wanted to meet a couple of my Professors. I told them I would be in town. It won't be too long." I said.

"Ok, that's actually works well. I have to go to the office for a bit, so why not meet here in the evening and then let's go to a club. You still like dancing don't you? Sonia said.

"You Dance?" Asked Preeti.

"Absolutely! I can shake it with the best of them. I have moves that will make you drool." I said with a cool and suave look.

"Well then, you better save a dance for me." Neha jumped in. "I'd like to see some of those moves for my self, and maybe you'll be able to keep up with me."

"Oh, looks like this is going to be an interesting night." Preeti grinned.

"You have no idea." I whispered under my breath to Sonia who was sitting next to me, but said aloud. "Those are the best kinds".

So we had a quick brunch and I left. I spent the afternoon meeting a couple of my professors on campus and chatting with them, discussing their research, and going through their latest experiments and potential research papers. Although it was fun and interesting chatting with them, this was not the real reason I had come back to town this weekend and around 6 pm I decided it was time to head back.

When I got back, Sonia was home alone watching TV. She had got back half an hour prior to me and said that Preeti and Neha were at the gym and would be back in about half an hour. That's all needed to hear and I sat on the couch next to her, took her in my arms and started to kiss her. This didn't have the urgency of last night, but both of us didn't mind. We just continue to kiss and "make-out" like two teenagers. I kept looking at her and kept marveling her every aspect of her. Her sparkling eyes, the button nose, her dimpled cheeks, her inviting lips and her soft chin. 

I started to butterfly kiss her face and then kissed her lower lip and very tenderly nibbled at it. She started to rub her finger in my hair and neck. I kissed her neck and licked a trail from her neck to her exposed color bone then back again. I traced the curvature of her ear with the tip of my tongue and gently sucked on her ear lobe. Sonia started to breathe very heavily and I could see she was getting very aroused. I stopped kissing her and gave her a hug.

"Why did you stop?" She whispered.

"I want you to want me tonight." I whispered back.

"I do want you." She looked into my eyes.

"I know, but I want each and every part of you to want me, to need me, to ache for me. So when we are together tonight, I want you to feel more pleasure that you could imagine. I want you feel that every aching moment we have been patiently apart these past months has been repaid, and I would love for you to need me with your soul" I said in earnest.

Sonia was silent for a moment. Then she said with a smile, "you always did have a way with words. Ok, till tonight then."

"Oh, one more thing," She grinned "Neha thinks you are hot, so be ready for some serious moves in the dance floor"

"You gonna be Ok with that." I asked.

"I know you're coming to me tonight." She smiled. "So if Neha works your appetite up, then that good for me isn't it!"

"Touché" I said.

Neha and Preeti came back a little while later, and after their showers we all set out for the night. The first stop was dinner, where I learned that the Preeti and Neha had invited a couple of their friends to join us. Sameer and Rohit joined us at the restaurant and after the introductions started to get gel in with the rest of us. Both very handsome and good looking, and seemed like good guys. Sameer was a college friend of Neha and Rohit had met Preeti and Neha at the gym they usually went to. It was apparent that everyone got along well and the well nice enough to include me in their group.

Dinner was fun with the usually jokes and laughter. We decided to skip dessert as we didn't want to be too full before the dance. The Desi club wasn't far from the restaurant to se decided to walk there. The place was moderately crowded and was famous for playing excellent music. It was usually Hindi remix songs that are just perfect for modern /hip-hop dancing.

We got there and immediately hit the floor. I paired up with Sonia (obviously), while Neha just grabbed Sameer's hand and started to shake him around. Preeti and Rohit weren't ready for the floor so they sat at the bar for a bit. Anyone who's gone to dance clubs knows that loud music, disco lights, and healthy bodies act like an aphrodisiac, so pretty soon everyone was getting very "comfortable" on the dance floor. Of course Sonia and I had to behave ourselves, so pretty soon we exchanged partners and Neha and I were literally shaking it on the dance floor. Neha was taking full advantage of her nubile figure and was dancing extremely suggestively. Of course not to be left behind, I was keeping up, throwing in a few Salsa moves that clearly impressed Neha. She started to get bolder and started touching my chest and hold my hand and rubbing them all over her sides She turned around moving to the music and started to rub her very inviting ass on my crotch and since I had the OK from Sonia, I was not holding back either. I started rubbing my hands over her thighs and started to push my now hardening dick back into her. Her smile told me that she was getting my response. 

Soon the lights got into the strobing (blinking) mode to we couldn't really see other well. Neha just turned around and got close enough to reach around and placed her hand on my ass. Then moved my right leg between legs and started to hump her crotch on my thigh. Really getting into it I grabbed her ass and started to totally help her ride my leg. The look of lust in Neha's eyes was enough to make my dick into a spring board. All this while I could see glimpses of Sonia and when our eyes met, she smiled approvingly. Neha humped with perfect rhythm of the music and the intensity told me that if she continued she would actually get off. In one move she turned around and started to ride my other thigh. She held my hand and this time guide them to her front. In the darkness she was actually letting my feel breasts, and her nipples were hard! The smell of Neha's perfume as well as her body heat was starting to have an stimulating effect. As I was grinding my leg on her crotch Neha started grinding selves ever harder on my thigh and started making my hand squeeze her breasts. She let go of my hands allowing me to continue the roam my fingers over her nipples and she reached her hand over her head and started to run her fingers all over my hair. Just as the music reached the frenzy tempo, I could feel her grabbing my shoulders for support and push down hard on my leg, and I almost heard her scream over the aloud music. Neha had had an orgasm while dancing with me, right there on the dance floor!

As the music slowed down, we decided to head back to the table, and have a few drinks. Neha was smiling broadly while I was almost straining to walk. We chatted for a bit and Neha was ready to go again. Preeti and Rohit joined them, and I said that I'll sit this one out so Sameer went in my place.

"So what do you think of Neha." Sonia asked after they foursome was out of ear shot.

I told her what had happened on the dance floor and this time Sonia was grinning. 

"So I bet you're ready to take off huh?" she said, slipping a hand under the table and rubbing her hand over my still hard cock. 

"I'm ready to get off!" I replied.

"Well you teased me earlier, so this is retribution," she laughed cruelly. "Don't worry, I'll take good care of you tonight, I promise. I was watching you and Neha, and right now I'm probably wetter and hornier that you are?"

"Really? How come," I was surprised, "I thought you might be a bit jealous"

"Jealousy has no place in out relationship remember. Besides If she's charging you up this much, I know I'll get my just rewards. I want you to make me moan and scream all night long in every which way possible. Tonight isn't going to be about making love, its going to be about pure, raw, unbridled sex!" She said with a look that made me hornier that I already was."

Half an hour later we walked out of the club to call it a night. We walked back to the restaurant to pick up the cars. Preeti and Sonia got in the Car with me, but Neha decided that she was going to go with Sameer and continue her night out. 

"Do you have your keys?" Preeti asked.

"No, don't worry, I'll just come in the morning." Neha replied

I didn't argue at all, since it meant a bit more freedom for me. I was sorry Preeti wasn't going too. Rohit said his good byes as well, and the cars left the lot.

The walk back to the cars, and the drive home as allowed me and Sonia to calm down a little, so one we got home, we sat again a bit winding down from the night. Sonia brought my bedding out and set up the couch again. Preeti said that she had a bit too much to drink so she called it a night and then went to her room. Sonia went to the bathrooms and I changed into my boxers and t-shirt again. Sonia came out and gave me the teasing look as she went to her room. Five minutes later Preeti's bedroom light was turned off. I waited five more minutes and then went to Sonia's room. 

Sonia was lying on the bed, wearing her black negligee I had given her last night. The candles were already lit and Kenny G was already starting to create the mood in the stereo. I locked the door, took off my t-shirt and sat on the edge of her bed on her side. Both Sonia and I take pride in our bodies as we work very hard to maintain them. Countless hours in the gym and healthy diets for the most part definitely have an advantage. To look at someone and immediately be attracted with the biggest turn on any person can feel and also the biggest compliment anyone can give to their lover.

Sonia ran fingertips over my chest without saying anything but had a look that told me she was thinking about something.

"So what's on your mind." I asked.

"Do you remember the first time we were together?" She asked.

"Of course."

"Do you remember what brought us so close?" she continued.

"You mean other than our unchecked attraction to each other?" I guessed.

"You know what I mean." She eyed me.

"The back massages?" I asked.

"Yes." She said. "I'd like to re-live that and experience it again. I want to feel the anticipation of that first time again. To have the same desire and anxiety."

"But we have already made love countless time, and had sex even more times." I said.

"Nice distinctions." she said. "You don't have to worry about that, but will you give me a massage tonight?"

"Of course." I replied. "But may I suggest an improvement over last time?"

"Sure."

I went to her dressing table, and picked up a bottle of baby oil. 

"Perfect." she said. Sonia opened her dressed and brought out a long beach towel and spread it on her bed. Then she took off her negligee and for the first time after walking in I noticed that she wasn't wearing any panties. I looked at her quizzically.

"You take them off in a hurry. So why bother?" She shrugged. She had a point!

Sonia got naked and lay on her stomach on the towel; I took a moment to admire her nubile body, the arch of the back and of course the curve of her perfectly shaped ass. I knew this was going to be a fun night as well.

I poured some oil on the palm and gently rubbed my hands together and placed them on Sonia's back. Sonia took a deep breath. As I started to rub the oil on her back I could feel her exhale and start to relax. I oiled her upper back first and then slowly moved to her shoulders gently massaging her tensions away. I made slow circular motions over her back as I brought my hands down her back again to her lower back.

Once her back was oiled, I poured more oil on my palm and rubbed the oil on her inviting ass. Rubbing her ass with the oil gave me an instant hard-on, and as I kneaded her butt with my fingers, Sonia gently let out a sigh of contentment. I rubbed the outside of her ass and then ran a finger on her crack oiling it down to her asshole a little. Sonia's asshole twitched on contact with my oiling finger. Cute.

I oiled my hands again and moved down her right thigh, applying gentle pressure to ease her muscles into relaxations. Sonia has very toned legs so it was a pleasure to be massaging them. As I rubbed her thigh, I gently spread her legs wider apart to be able to oil her inner thighs thoroughly. I could see Sonia's pussy clearly, and it took all my self control to start rubbing, licking, sucking and fucking that gorgeous pussy! Patience was the key right now, and I knew I would be well rewarded for it. I could feel her pussy warmed every time my hand got close to it. I moved from one leg to the other and both thighs equally. 

I moved down to her well sculpted calves rubbing both at the same time gently kneading the flesh. Once the back side of her body was oiled, I went back up to her back and started to massage her back again. Moving down to her bed and held each butt in each hand and gently caressed it and feeling Sonia relax even more. Needless to say I was very horny and my dick was now straining to get out of my boxers. 

After I had massaged both her legs for a little while longer and then asked her to flip over. 

"Something new." She asked.

"Fully body massage." I winked

Sonia complied and turned over. She saw my hard dick and just smiled with a glint in the eyes, but didn't do anything about it. Sonia looked even more tempting lying naked in front of me but I was patient still. I oiled my hands again and gently rubbed her upper chest and shoulders. Sonia had closed her eyes as I ran my fingers up the sides of her neck. Moving my finger down I ran my fingers on her prominent collar bones and up her shoulders. 

I gently massaged her right arm oiling it completely and I moved down to her hand. I gently rubbed each finger and rubbing her palm with my fingers.

"That feels good." Sonia whispered.

"Shhhhhhh." I said. "Just relax."

I massaged her fingers individually and kneaded her palm feeling her arms go limp out of relaxations. I placed her hand back down and moved to the other arm. I rubbed the other one the same way, feeling Sonia relax even more. 

I re-oiled my hands and then mobbed back to her chest. I placed each hand on the sides of her breasts and made slow circular motions around them. Then I slowly teasingly moved my hand up her breasts oiling them. I could see her nipples starting to harden even before I touched them. Not wanted to tease her too much, I gently rubbed my oily hand on her nipples and slowly massed her breasts. Sonia moaned again and as I pinched her nipples with my thumb and forefinger and slowly rolled her nipples. I cupped her breasts again and gently nipples them as mi moved my hands up and slow twisting motions.

"Ohhhh yea baby." She murmured.

I could see her breasts start to get a bit redder and swell a bit. The bite marks were more prominent on her fair skin than last night. Sonia was getting aroused. Great! I let go of her breasts and moved my hands down her flat tummy. Oiling it was an extreme pleasure. I admire Sonia's dedication to her figure and her tummy made it evident how much she worked at it.

I oiled the top of the right thigh and this time Sonia spread her legs on her own allowing me easier access to her inner thigh. As I rubbed that area I could feel the heat of her pussy. As Sonia spread her legs move I could see she was wet already, and starting to form small droplets of juices that were almost seeping down to her asshole. Smiling to my self I rub the whole leg, down to her foot. I rubbing the other leg also, spending more time and required on her inner thigh enjoying watching Sonia's wet pussy get even wetter.

Sonia's oily body looked mouth watering in the candle light and at that moment I knew the massage was over and it was time to play, so I oiled two of my fingers and gently start to rub her now extremely wet pussy. 

"Ohhhh! Rub my pussy, it's so wet for you." she groaned in a state of extremely arousal. 

I started to rub my oily finger up and down her slit. Sonia pulled in her legs and dropped her knees on either side, opening her pussy completely for me. I rubbed my finger tip on her clit causing Sonia to arch her up. I slowly inserted a finger in and it slid in very easily. So I slid another finger in and gently started to move my finger's in and out as I rubbed her clit with my thumb. Sonia was getting very aroused.

"Oh fuck, I'm so hot!" 

I gently bent by fingers and started to rub the fleshy bump inside her pussy and her clit at the same time. Sonia bucked her hips more. The more I rubbed the more she squired. So started to rub her breasts with her hands and pinch her own nipples and I continued to rub her pussy. 

"Fuck my pussy now!" She suddenly said urgently. "I want that dick! Put it in me! Fuck me with it please."

I immediate stripped, rolled the condom on my already throbbing dick and immediate plunged in her wet pussy. Sonia was overflowing with wetness and within a minute of my pumping she wrapped her legs around me and started to pull by butt in.

"Oh fuck...I'm cumming!!!!!!" she moaned. Sonia squeezed the breasts hard, arched her back and wrapped her legs around my waist so hard it made it almost impossible to continue humping! 

"Oh wow!" She said. I continued to slowly hump her pussy as I was still very horny and very hard.

"Let's change position.s" she said and get in her hands and knees. This surprised me as usually I ask for that position. I wasn't complaining as I entered her pussy again and started to hump. I was still going relatively slow allowing Sonia to catch her breath.

"Do you think I have a nice ass." she asked out of the blue.

"I think you have a perfect ass." I replied still humping.

"Do you want to fuck it?" She asked not turning her head

I stopped moving making sure I heard right. "What?"

"I told you I wanted to feel like my first time again. You were the first to fuck my pussy that first night, tonight I want you to be the first t fuck my ass! I've never done it and I want you to be the first." She said turning her head. "Do you want to?"

"Hell yea!" I said not believing my ears. "But are you sure?"

"Yeas, I want you to fuck my ass now. You have teased me long enough today and I haven't been this horny in a long time." She said "I'm ready"

"With pleasure." I said and reach for the oil again. I slowly started moving my dick back and forth in her pussy again as I pour some oil on her butt crack. As the oil tricked to her ass hole I started to rub it with my finger. Instinctively her asshole tightened as expected, so I slowly eased up and just rubbed it with my finger in slow circular motions. As I continued to fuck Sonia's pussy, she started to get her second wind and was getting aroused again. Her asshole relaxed slowly and I gently inserted my finger in tip in. Sonia's asshole tightened again. I stopped my finger moving my hips slowly. I gently pushed my finger in half way. I then pulled it out again and started to move in back and forth in the same rhythm as my cock in her pussy. 




The Long Weekend - Day 02



"Yeaah." Sonia whispered.

With each thrust I pushed more of my finger in till the whole finger was in. Sonia tightened her asshole again so I picked up my speed and started to fuck her pussy harder. Sonia moaned again and relaxed her asshole. I pulled the finger almost all the way out and gently inserted my second finger in stretching her open.

"Umpffh!" Sonia bit her lip. I stopped moving my hand but not my cock. "Go on, I'm ok" she said.

I started to move the second finger in little by little, moving it back and forth. Sonia was now once again very wet and aroused. She started pushing her pushing back to my dick as I started to move my finger in and out. Sonia was now moaning with every movement. Sensing it was time; I pulled my fingers out of her now stretched asshole and also pulled my dick out.

Not giving her time to tighten again, I placed the head of my well lubricated cock on her asshole and gently pushed the head in. 

"Oh fuck!" she yelped quietly.

I pushed my dick in half way like my finger and then started moving it back and forth. Everything thrust made Sonia groan louder. In one final motion I pushed my whole cock in her ass, and she was no longer an anal virgin!

Sonia ass was very tight around my cock and I could feel it milk me with every thrust. I started to pick up speed fucking her ass now full vigor. 

"Oh yea! That's a tight ass! I love it" I groaned.

"Fuck it baby, I saved it for you. Fuck it as much as you want!" She whispered.

I was now fucking her ass without mercy. Sonia reached down and started rubbing her clit with her fingers. My balls slapped her pussy every time my whole dick went in her ass. I could feel Sonia's finger tips on my balls as she rubbed her clit.

I could feel Sonia's ass tightening further. I guess she was about to cum. I was started to sweat and it was now dripping on her back with every thrust.

"I'm there! I can't hold it." I moaned.

"Me too! don't stop!" She ground loudly.

I fucked her ass and which a few seconds I shot like a loaded gun! 

"Yea baby, now!" I grunted.

"Yea, me too!"

Sonia arched her back and squeezed her asshole tight around my cock milking me even more. Her asshole around my cock so far has been the best feeling my cock has ever felt! I had the longest orgasm I had felt in a long time and for once Sonia recovered sooner than me. Sonia just stretched out on her stomach and I lay on her back with my cock still in her. Only after I started to soften did I pull out.

"Thank you." I whispered in her ear. She didn't say anything just sighed softly.

"You ok?" I asked.

Sonia turned around slowly, looked into my eyes and said "perfect!"

Sonia and I cuddled for a little bit, but the massage as well as the new anal experience had her exhausted so Sonia dozed of in my arms. I just continued to look her naked sleeping form thinking about the changes of fortune that brought a girl like her into my life. It dint matter that that we were related, that we were family. She was mine and I was hers so long as we needed each other and that's what mattered. I gently slipped out of bed, tucked her in and headed back to my couch.

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The Long Weekend - Day 03



I was woken up Sunday morning with a familiar pleasuring sensation that at first made me think I was dreaming it. As I started coming to my senses, the pleasure started intensifying rather than decreasing as it happens when one wakes from such wet dreams. Suddenly in an instant I realized what was happening, and opened my eyes. I looked down to see Sonia sucking my morning wood with vigor. Before the first moan escaped my lips, I realized the reality of the situation.

"Roommates?" I whispered.

"They're out." she winked and continued to suck my cock. 

"Oh what a way to wake up." I moaned. "Come on baby, let me not be too selfish."

Sonia smiled and said. "See, that's why I love you, you're so giving".

"Yea sure." I quipped back and said crudely "Now hurry up and place that pussy on my face."

Sonia was dressed in a long night shirt with panties. She immediately took the panties off, and pulled the t-shirt to her waist as she straddled my face and places a glistening pussy within my tongues reach. She leaned forward and went down on my wet cock again sucking the shaft up and down and massaging my balls with her fingers. I could see her dangling breasts insides her t-shirt ending in pointing nipples. Her breasts with covered with little love bites of the last two nights, reminding my how much fun this weekend has been so far.

I ran the tip of my tongue up and down her pussy, slowly collecting her tangy juices on my tongue. She was already wet and it was obvious she had woken up horny. Moving my tongue further up and slowly licked her recently fucked asshole thinking of how much I had enjoyed ramming my cock in and out of it just a few hours earlier. Remembering how Sonia's body has withered in pleasure as her barely stifled moans escaped from her throat at every hump, and how she had milked my cock completely dry with her virgin ass causing my balls to ache with pleasure.

I moved my tongue down her slit and flicked the tip on my tongue on her clit. Sonia twitched her pussy and sucked me just a bit harder at that. I made my lips into an O and placed them over her clit. I started to suck on her clit and slicked my tongue on it in a circular motion around it. Sonia started to push her pussy into my face, so I started to rub my nose on her slit as I continued feasting on the slit. I was massaging her ass with my hands and rubbing my finger tips on her asshole. I knew she would still be sore so I gently rubbed without penetrating.

I let go of her slit and started to lap her pussy in earnest. Sonia was the tip on my sick while ribbing her hand up and down my shaft. She was alternating between licking my shaft and rubbing my head and vice versa. There break in the tempo was causing a surprising tease. I could feel my penis getting harder and thicker but I couldn't feel the intensity in my ball. Sonia then closed her mouth and started to slide my dick between her teeth and the inside of her cheek. It was as if she was brushing her teeth with my cock and the sensation was unbelievable.

I stiffened my tongue and plunged it into her wet pussy as much as it would go. I brought my hand down and started to rub her clit with my thumb as I fucked her pussy with my tongue. I could feel the clit swelling and her lips were getting puffy. I brought my tongue back to her clit and slid finger into her pussy. I moved it in and out in short stroked and licked her clit with circular motions with my tongue. this started to get her close so Sonia just started sucking my dick and pumping the shaft faster. The intensity with which my balls started tightening was amazing and within a few minutes came in her mouth. I grunted and bucked my hips trying to push more of my dick in her mouth. Sonia held my dick firm, and sucked my off, swallowing every drop. Not to be out down, I continued the oral ravage on her pussy and a moment later Sonia too came. She pushed off from me dick and completely sat on my face as she came grinding her clit on my mouth. I held my breath for as long as I could, and as soon as she was done cumming, I move her off to gasp for breath.

"Wow!" I said, breathing hard. "Now that's what I call refreshing."

"You're telling me." Sonia replied. "I think I can skip breakfast after a load like that." We both laughed.

"Thanks." I said and meant it. "For this and for last night." Sonia just placed her finger on my lips and said

"Shhhhhh. This weekend is not about sorry or thank you. It's about us and how much we can enjoy with each other". I just smiled "We better get cleaned up; Preeti is at the Temple and should be back soon. Neha hasn't come in yet; she called and said will be back in an hour."

"So you timed it perfectly, you naughty girl!" I teased.

"You're not the only one with a devilish mind you know." She said with a twinkle in her eyes, and then left for her room to get ready.

By the time I had showered and gotten ready, both Preeti and Neha were back. Since it was a Sunday I decided to be casual and dressed in a t shirt and loose sweat pants. We decided to spend the afternoon at home and then catch a movie later in the evening. Sonia had already gotten ready by then and taking the casual route as well was wearing a black t-shirt with a full length skirt. Neha was still in her shower and Preeti was dressed in a shalwar kameez and was reading a magazine on the couch. Neha joined some time later wearing an outfit similar to Sonia's with the exception that she was wearing a shirt that was tied at her waist. Since we were spending the afternoon at home, Sonia and I decided to cook the lunch. 

"I'm going to delight you guys with my culinary skills." I said.

"You're a man of many talents aren't you?" Said Neha. "Last night it was dancing, today it's cooking?"

"You liked the dance last night?" I said in a teasing tone. "Seems liked you really Enjoyed yourself."

Neha went a bit red in the face but said "Yea, it was a fun night" and left it at that.

Not wanted to embarrass her and burn any potential future bridges. I let the matter go and Sonia and went back to cooking. Neha and Preeti were there too and we spent the entire time chatting about everything. I found out that Preeti was actually a religious person and went to the Temple every Sunday.

"That's impressive" I said.

"Comes from my upbringing. My mom was very religious, and always took me to the temple. It just stayed with me when I moved on my own." Preeti said.

"Well spirituality is very important in ones life, and if religion is your way to a spiritual health then there is nothing wrong with that." I said.

Lunch was a success. All three girls enjoyed it and of course I was very happy about that. We spent the next hour or so chatting before heading out for a local movie theatre. The theatre was rather busy on a Sunday but we were able to find four seats together. The girls went in the row while I got the aisle seat with Sonia on my right side. The movie hadn't started yet so Sonia decided to take a quick bathroom break and made it back just in time for the opening credits. The seat had adjustable arm rests and Sonia decided to move the arm rest between us up.

The movie started and about 15 minutes into it, when I guess everyone around us was comfortable settled into it, I felt Sonia's hand reach across and hold mine. I smiled without turning my head and thought it was sweet. Then I felt her take my hand under her t-shirt. I was surprised by this and she placed the back of my hand on her flat stomach. Since she was on my side, there wasn't any other way I could orient my hand. I turned my head slightly to see that Sonia was looking straight at the screen but she had raised her right leg up with her foot was resting on the seat and her knee pointing up.

I was thinking about it when Sonia raised my hand under her t- shirt touching the underside of her breast where I felt bare skin. Sonia wasn't wearing a bra! Confused yet intrigued, I followed her lead. In this position I wasn't able to do much, but I did gently cup her breast with the arch of my hand between my thumb and forefinger. I started to rub the underside of her breast nearer to me very slowly. I then belatedly understood that by raising the arm rest not only did Sonia make it easier for me to raise my hand and feel her breasts but the raised arm rest also prevented the people behind us from seen that my hand was on Sonia's side. Smart.

Sonia took her free hand and placed it on her my thigh and again I belatedly realized that Sonia has raised her other leg up to present Neha and Preeti from seeing what we were doing. Very smart girl! A little more at ease, I starting rubbing her nipples with my finger tips. I could feel her nipples hardening slowly to my touch. I continuing to cup her breast as much as I could while I playing with her breasts gently and teasingly. I knew this must all be a tease since I could do nothing more to her breasts yet her nipples very hard. So I took her nipple between my thumb and finger gently pressed with my nails. Sonia twitched a little with a sly smile. 

It was obvious that neither of us were going to watch this movie with any concentration. After what seems like 45 minutes of playing with her breasts, Sonia gently lowered my hand back to her tummy which I was a bit happy for as my arm had started to hurt. Then she really threw me for s spin when she slipped my hand under the elastic band of her skirt and placed it over her hairy mound. No panties! I finally got it that she must have taken them off when she went to the bathroom before the movie started. Very naughty girl!

This position was much more comfortable and I was able to rub my finger gently over her pussy hairs without any strain on my hand. This position was also very natural for both of us. I slowly inched my finger down to find a very wet pussy. Sonia was horny and that started to make my dick get hard. I started to rub my middle finger up down her wet slit. Since her other leg was still raised, I had plenty of access. Her lips slowly parted to my touch. Her pussy hair was started to matt to her skin with her juices as I rubbed my fingertip over her opening. I trailed my wet finger and started to gently wet her clit. I made slow circular motions and I could feel Sonia start to take deep breaths.

Sonia slipped her hand under my sweat pants and boxers and was now holding my slowly hardening cock. She didn't have the freedom to pump her hand so she kept squeezing it gently which was just as enjoyable for me. I alternated my finger from rubbing her clit to moving it up and down her slit. This break in rhythm was teasing Sonia more which was evident by her pussy getting even wetter. I reached down slightly more and gently inserted my finger as much as I could without being obvious. I was able to get half the finger in. Sonia slid down her seat a bit more to allow me more room. More of my finger went in and I started to finger fuck her pussy. Sonia was getting in the mood now. I could feel her pussy started to contract around my finger. I gently hooked my finger and started to apply pressure to her g-spot and Sonia responded my squeezing my now fully hard cock. 

Finger fucking her pussy and pressing on her clit with the heel of my hand was causing having a seriously arousing affect on Sonia and I knew that if I kept it up, she would cum. This was a deliciously devilish idea for me to see how she would react while cumming.

As much as I could I picked up my finger fucking speed. I slipped in another finger and alternately massaged her spot with the fingers. Sonia was now pushing on my fingers in subtle movements and had started pulsing my cock faster. I was leaking precum and was glad I was wearing a dark colored sweat pants. Feeling the pre-cum on her hands Sonia rubbed it all over the cock head with her fingers and also a bit on the shaft. This gave her a little more mobility and she started moving her hand up and down in slow strokes. This was going to get very interesting as I too was getting very aroused.

Sensing Sonia getting close I pulled my fingers out of her pussy, and placed them on her clit and began moving them in very short movements almost like a vibrator. I pinched her clit between my two finger tips. Sonia was not taking shallow breaths now and I the heat from her pussy had started making the inner thighs sweat. Sonia started to move her hand faster and whispered "Now!"

Sonia squeezed my hard cock as she came while the other hand gripped the top of her raised knee. I was amazed at her composure but she was cumming over my fingers. I placed my hand over her hole and could feel it contracting to my touch. As the wave of pleasure passed over her, Sonia breathe in a sigh on pleasure. I pulled my hand out and licked it clean. Sonia looked and smiled

"Your turn!" she whispered

"I'll make a mess." I replied back

"I don't care." she said. With that she turned her head back and started to move finger up and down my shaft again. I was rock hard and under normal circumstances would have cum already. But the short movements were more of a tease brining me to the brink but not quite there. I was release pre-cum almost continuously and by now Sonia's fingers were covered along with my shaft with it. She was moved her fingers more, sliding them up to my cock head and half way down the shaft. Sensing my reactions, she focused her fingers right below the head and rubbing it in slowly twisting motions moving her hand to the top of my cock and back. I could now feel my balls started to hurt with the buildup and a moment later came in my boxers and on Sonia's hand. I came in spurts and Sonia cupped her hand over my cock head trying to catch some of it. Once I was done cumming, she pulled her hand out, and just like I had done, licked her hand clean! 

I was drained and I was also a mess. I tuned to Sonia looking flushed who didn't turn her head but still had a sly smile. I excused my elf and went staring to the bathroom. In the light I could see that I had formed a wet stain near my crotch. I pulled my pants and boxers down and wiped as much as I could and then dried the outside in the air dryers. After washing my face to calm down, I went back to the screening room. We watched the rest of the movie and walked out of the theatre thirty minutes later.

"Well I had a nice time." Sonia said.

"Really?" said Neha, "I didn't like it much, was OK."

"Yea, thought was kinda slow too." Added Preeti. "What did you like about it" She asked Sonia.

"The climax." she said smiling. I smiled too recognizing the double meaning.

We went home and had dinner with the leftovers from lunch. I had changed to a fresh pair of boxers as soon as I got home. The rest of the evening was pleasant with us chatting about our family with Neha and Preeti and getting to know more about them. Once again we chatted till past midnight, when it was time for bed. 

"So you heading out again tonight?" Neha asked.

"Yea I'll go out for a little bit. I'm noctournal. After all this is my last night here, have to make the most of it" I said. I had a feeling Neha would have liked a late night visit too after the enjoyment from the dance floor, but I wasn't here for her and I didn't want to add any complications between her and Sonia. If anything was to happen, I would have to talk to Sonia first and as Neha was Sonia's friend first and a sizzlingly hot chick second!

Anyway, after the customary good nights the girls went back to their respectiveroom and I went to the bathroom to freshen-up and changed again for the night. Neha's light was still on so I waited another half an hour watching TV. Finally after the light was off, I tip toed into Sonia's room and locked her door. Sonia was waiting under the covers wearing a long t-shirt. Apparently she didn't want to wait this long naked.

Not wanting to waist time, as soon as I locked the door, Sonia threw the covers off her and took off her t-shirt. Following her lead, I too got naked and literary jumped into the bed with her. Pulled her on top of me and hugged with and give her a very hot and passionate kiss.

"Hmmm, you're certainly in the mood!" Sonia said.

"I still haven't come down from the theatre high! How did you ever get that idea? And What planning, I'm seriously impressed here! Don't get me wrong but you have bigger balls that I do. You roommates were right next to you!" I went on.

"I've always wanted to do something in public with you. This was such a turn on, I was surprised how turned on I was." Sonia replied grinning.

"Well a little warning or heads-up would have been great. " I said.

"What's the fun in that? The look on your face was priceless." she giggled.

"You are the best!" I said.

"Yea I know." she smirked. "And I have one more surprise for you."

"What?" I asked eagerly.

"You'll know in due time, right now I want some loving." she said invitingly.

I took Sonia in my arms again and kissed her lips. We both turned to our sides facing each other wrapped in a tight embraced. Out lips were locked and our tongues were moving in a frenzy. I could feel Sonia's breast press on my chest as I ran my hand up and down her back. I caressed her butt and pull her leg over my rubbing my hand over her thigh. We continued to kiss as I reach down and gently ran my fingers over her pussy and asshole. It seemed that Sonia's pussy was perpetually wet. I broke out kiss and moved down her body and took a nipple into my mouth and started to gently suckle like a nursing baby. Slow and gently sucks. Sonia ran her finger through my hair in a very slow loving manner. Her breathing slowed to a relaxing pace and she kissed to top of my head.

In the calm of the moment, I slide my entire middle finger into her wet pussy and opened my both and started to suck her breast hard. The sudden change made Sonia groan and pulled me in closer to her. My cock was started to get hard and in out position started touching her thigh. Sonia reached down and held and started stoking in. We were both a tangle of arms each pleasure the other. Sonia pussy was very wet and my finger was making sucking noises and it went in and out.

Sonia broke our embrace and turned on her back. "Fuck me! My pussy is aching for you." I got up and reached for the condom. Sonia held my hand.

"Not tonight, I want you bare, hot and horny. That's your surprise!"

"Are you sure, you're not on pills" I said in a surprise.

"I start my period in a day or two, so I know I'm safe." She said. "This is the best time. I want to feel your cock in me. No barrier, skin to skin! I want to feel the real you!"

Not believing my luck, I got between her legs, and place my cock on her entrance. I move my hips and rubbed the entire shaft up and down her slit. I gently tapped my cock on her clit as my move my clock up and down her clit. I pushed in just enough to part her pussy lips open and them moved up to her clit.

"Oh don't tease me, just put it in. But glow slow, I want to savor every second." She pleaded.

I aimed my cock to her now open pussy and gently slid the head in. I was in heaven. I gently slide a little more of my cock in. Her pussy felt like silk wrapped around my bare cock. The velvety wetness was arousing me even more, making me harder than I though possible. The more I went in the harder I got.

"Oh baby, that feel so good!" Sonia moaned.

"I love this." I whispered. "I'm in heaven. Your pussy is making me go even crazier for you."

I slide my cock all the way in and I lowered myself on Sonia. Neither of us moved for a while. Both just lost in the higher plane of lust we were both experiencing. This was sex! I slowly started moving my cock back and forth and each movement was sending sparks of pleasure in my groin. Sonia starting scratching my back with her nails. 

"Fuck me baby, with that cock! Ram me like the animal you are!" She grunted.




The Long Weekend - Day 03



I started moving my hips bath and forth still laying on top of her. I kissed her neck and earlobe as I fuck her pussy. Sonia was wetter than I had ever felt her. Her pussy was making suction sounds with every thrust. 

"Oh fuck baby, you're so wet!" I panted.

I got up and pulled Sonia's legs up. I placed her feet on my chat and started to fuck her pussy. I was now fucking her even deeper, feeling her cervix hit my tip every time I fuck her. Sonia was now grunting and pinching her nipples. I could see her juices seep out as I fucked her pussy. I reached down and rubbed her ass cheeks. Her ass was wet with her juices as well. I squeezed her wet ass.

"Squeeze my ass!" she said.

Sonia was delirious, moving her head back and forth, grunting in coherently. Reach reached between her legs and started rubbing her clit with her fingers. Seeing this I started ramming her faster.

"Fuck!" she said. "I'm gonna cum!"

Sonia squeezed her legs together making her pussy tight as she came and arched her back. I fucked her though her orgasm, but I was a wild animal now caring only about my lust, and I pulled out my very wet cock, and pushed the head into her asshole. Her pussy had made the asshole very wet to it went it, but Sonia wasn't ready.

"Aaooowww!!!" she almost screamed.

"Yea baby, I'm gonna fuck your ass now with my hard cock" I panted.

Sweat was now pouring from my brow as I managed to get my whole cock in. I knew she was probably sore from last night but I had become selfish. I wanted to fuck that ass, and I wanted to cum. I was very horny and about to blow my load. I kept feet on my shoulders and shoved my cock in all the way.

Sonia bit her lip and stopped from screaming. I fucked her ass back and forth and after a few strokes came in her ass. I blew load after load in her ass. And then slowly pulled out leaving my cum inside her. I lay next to her and she hugged me again.

"You are my world." She whispered. 

"You have given me more than I could have asked for" I said. "I'm sorry I kinda lost my mind there."

"You're apologizing because I made you horny? That was probably the best compliment you could have given me." she said.

"I'll never understand women!" I said after being confused for a few moments.

After coming down from our sexual high, we decided to have a quick wash for hygienic reasons. We came back to the room and get back into bed.

"I hope you're not done yet. You can't just give me a thrill like that and not expect me to have seconds or thirds!"

"I'm gonna have a hernia at this rate!" I joked

"Its ok you have health insurance! I want to be fucked all night!" She ordered playfully

"I'm at your service, M'lady" giving a small bow.

Sonia and I made love/had sex two more times that night. It was the best sex I had had in my life because not only was Sonia a very sexy and sexual women, but because we truly cared for each other. We loved each other as lovers, and as family. This double bond that we share maybe taboo for the world, but it's brought us closer than either could have ever dreamed possible.

I woke up Monday morning with a slight sadness knowing that today I would be heading home. As I was getting my bearings, I noticed that Preeti and Neha were dressed and getting ready to go out.

"Early morning?" I asked watching them puttering around the living room.

"Yea" replied Neha. "Got a call from my boss. We're meeting at working to go over some reports for a potential customer."

"But today is a holiday." I said.

"Yea, we though so too" replied Preeti indignantly, "but that's corporate America."

They continued to get ready as Sonia also walked out of her room. She looked around and understood the situation better than I had.

"When you guys plan to be back?" she asked. Both shrugged. 

"Well I'm going to go for a shower." she said, then looking at me just winking and walked into her room. This intrigued me and I had an inwardly smile.

Soon both Neha and Preeti left and I immediately got into action. I made sure the door was locked, then walked to Sonia's room, stripped naked, grabbed my towel, and walked into the bathroom, where Sonia was waiting for me under the shower wearing nothing but a grin and gold chain with her favorite pendant. She had started the shower and the steam was starting to fill the enclosed space. With beads of water from the spray wetting her fair body, Sonia's fair complexion looked heavenly in the misty light. The water droplets had started trailing down her breasts and were started to drip slowly down her now stiffening nipples. The dark color of her nipples was even more of a contrast to her fair skin in the steamy air. Her wet hair and sultry look once again filled me with the extremely family passion as I joined her in the tub and pressed by lips to hers. Our tongues searching for one other as we moved under the warm shower. 

Knowing that this was probably our last coupling this visit, both of us had an urgency that went beyond words. Sonia immediately got hold of my dick and starting stroking it to full length as my fingers slid down between her legs and started rubbing her lips. We continued to kiss each other as we let our hands pleasure our loins. I slipped a couple of fingers in her pussy and started to rub her clit with my thumb, pressing on it gently. I bent my fingers as I applied pressure to her clit and started rub her now puffin g-spot. Sonia started to squeeze my hardening dick harder and her legs started to buckle from the movements of my fingers. 

"Fuck me." She whimpered.

I pushed back again the wall and Sonia raised and place one leg on the side of the tub for support. I picked her up a little and then lowered her on my cock. It slid it extremely easily. Sonia wrapped her legs around my waist as I grabbed her ass for support. With her back still against the wall, I started to pump my dick into her. I didn't start slow and I wasn't gentle. I bucked my hips and continued to slam into her pussy as best I could in that position. The water was making splashing sounds every time I went deeper into her. Sonia was scratching my back with her nails again, as he breasts bounced every which way.

"Yea baby," I groaned, "You like it hard don't you?"

"Ohhhhh, is that all you got?" she taunted, "Have I tired you out?"

Hearing this, I lifted Sonia off my cock, made her turn around, and bent her at the waist. I then guided my dick into her pussy and started to ram into her. Sonia held out her hand and held the wall for support.

"This hard enough for you?" I said gruffly not really caring for an answer

Sonia just groaned through clenched teeth. Acting as if my ego as been bruised, I started to gently smack her bent ass as I fucked out her pussy and this pushed her off the edge. For the first time this weekend, Sonia screamed her orgasm out. As if she had been waiting for this, she screeched with each spasm her pussy made and this just made my hornier.

Without saying anything, I pushed my slippery cock out and pushed the head into her asshole repeating the events of the previous night night. Sonia was prepared this time and she moaned loudly. I held her waist and kept still. She relaxed a moment later and I pushed in further feeling exhilarated knowing that this was only the third time her ass was been ravaged. Feeling like the animal again I started humping her ass. I was grunting with every thrust now and Sonia was moaning even louder.

"I love fucking your ass." I managing through my lust. "So tight."

"Yea, fuck it baby. Fuck it as you want!" She managed. 

I continued my piston movement back and forth and could see the rim of her asshole turning red. I slapped her ass again harder this time, and I saw my hand's imprint on her ass cheek. I rubbed and massaged her ass as I moved my dick back and forth in her now relaxed asshole. Sonia started squeezing her ass around my cock and I could feel my balls tightening and the onslaught of the impending explosion. I held Sonia by her waist, bent my knees and started to fuck her ass with the speed and intensity of the animal I had become, causing Sonia to give a muffled yell.

"Mmmpphhhhhhh!"

"Oh I'm gonna cum!" I groaned. "Aaargh!!" I managed as I shot my load deep in her ass.

"Oh yea! I can feel it. Cum in me!" She encouraged.

I continued to unload my cum in her ass, feeling her ass wrap tighter around my spurting cock. The water continued to fall us, and I slowly pull my cock out of her now dark red asshole. I helped Sonia stand up and we hugged each other. We let the water washed away our sexual juices off our bodies as we continued our embrace of blissful contentment.

We finished our shower and I got ready. We had our lunch together where we talked in general about family and friends. We didn't say how much we will miss each other; we didn't plan when to meet again. We didn't dwell on what we were missing, but in our unspoken words cherished the last three incredible days.

I had had many long weekends before this one and of course have had many after. But I can honestly say that this was the best long weekend I have had so far in my life! Yes our parting was hard, but we know that we live for the moments when we can be together and cherish them for as long as we can. How long can this go on? Neither of us can answer that. But since any intimate moment between us is more than what most family members share, we count our blessings for what we have.

For those who are wondering, Sonia did start her cycle the following day.

Feedback and comments are always welcome.



The Long Weekend: Saturday Night



Disclaimer: All right, this story is not real. NOT REAL! Not to be read by anyone under the age of 18/21 yadda yadda yadda! I'd love to hear some feedback as per usual. Please feel free to leave me a comment in the COMMENT Box at the end of the page. You see those big empty stars too? Maybe bump those up to five full ones? We wouldn't want them to be empty now would we? All alone like that? You're not a monster are you? 

Also, please don't post this on any other site without my explicit permission. I've had to bring the hammer down on two thieves right as of writing and don't want to bring it down again.

Author's Note: Bit of a short chapter, this one but still. Hot lesbian sex is nothing to be upset about right? Also, special shout out to the anonymous in the last chapter who requested more lesbian sex between the two hotties. This one's for you buddy! lol

Celebrity: Yvonne Strahovski, Sarah Lancaster

Codes: FF, Cons, Oral, Slut, Toys

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The warm water of the shower beat down on the two young Hollywood actresses as Sarah dropped to her knees and spread Yvonne's legs. The blonde Australian smiled in pleasure and leant back against the cold, tiled wall of the shower cubicle. Her hands lightly palmed and pawed at her own moderately sized breasts as she watched her hot co-star move closer to Yvonne's crotch.

Sarah, the American brown-haired woman, had eaten pussy before. She had fingered girls in the pussy and ass, sometimes both at the same time and was no stranger to the art of pleasuring the female body. Her well-manicured nails lightly scratched the inside of Yvonne's thighs as Sarah's hot breath moved closer to Yvonne's wet pussy. Using her right thumb, Sarah lightly stroked Yvonne's pussy moving it from the tip of her cunt all the way down to the bottom just below her ass. 

Sarah moved her lips up and kissed the inside of Yvonne's left thigh. Moving her way up the firm, toned skin, Sarah found herself face to pussy. Smiling, she teasingly brought her tongue out and slowly, almost cautiously flicked the spongy part of flesh at her blonde lover's cunt. When the blonde moaned, Sarah smiled and held Yvonne steady, as she tasted her lover's cunt again.

Yvonne moaned to the sky and watched as Sarah held onto her thighs keeping her in place. The blonde moaned again as Sarah started to flick her tongue up and down Yvonne's pussy tasting every delicious fold. Sarah spread Yvonne's pussy lips open using her left index and middle finger, the brunette then licked at the inside of the Australian's pussy lips making Yvonne moan.

Sarah then slipped her fingers inside Yvonne's pussy. While she hadn't had as much of Harry's dick as Sarah seemed to, Yvonne was still wet and her cunt hungrily accepted Sarah's fingers. Pumping her fingers in and out briefly, Sarah cast a glance up at Yvonne and smiled at the fact that the blonde had her eyes shut and was playing with her own tits. Sliding her fingers in and out of Yvonne's pussy, Sarah moved her lips down to where the blonde-haired woman's clitoris is.

Using her left hand, Sarah spread the protective hood and started to attack the sensitive pearl that was Yvonne's clitoris. The brunette grinned and wrapped her lips around the hot little love button, sucking on it slowly and then swiftly she listened intently to Yvonne's breathing and moans. 

Yvonne was gasping loudly as Sarah went to town on her lower region. Sarah's lips had wrapped around Yvonne's clitoris and were sucking on it slowly and sensually. She would then swap it over to swiftly sucking on it; the roughness of her actions provided a nice contrast for the blonde Australia native. She started to squeeze her own breasts, roughly digging her fingers into the sacks of flesh while rubbing her nipples against her own palms.

Sarah took her tongue and pressed it up against Yvonne's pussy. Running it in clockwise and then counter clockwise motions making the blonde writhe in pleasure. Sarah wrapped her lips around Yvonne's clit one more time before giving it a good-bye kiss. Rubbing her fingers along Yvonne's wet, hungry slit Sarah lay in wait; she had done this before and knew exactly what to wait for. Yvonne's pussy tensed and then relaxed, as soon as it was relaxed, Sarah roughly shoved her fingers inside Yvonne making the blonde moan out in sheer pleasure. Sliding the fingers in and out of Yvonne's cunt, Sarah moved her way up Yvonne's body planting kiss after kiss on the blonde's body.

Planting kisses on Yvonne's shoulders, Sarah brushed Yvonne's hands off of her own tits and went to work. Wrapping her lips around the left tit, Sarah sucked and roughly bit down on the erect nipple as her left hand reached over and squeezed the free breast. Her index finger and thumb took the hard nub and lightly tweaked the flesh; her blonde lover was only moaning louder and louder as Sarah stimulated her. 

Sarah couldn't help but grin at Yvonne's loud moans, the blonde's fingers started to trace their way through Sarah's brown hair as Sarah ramped up the pleasure she was delivering. Yvonne's pussy lips squeezed Sarah's invading fingers, using her thumb Sarah started to brush against Yvonne's clit. The blonde opened her eyes suddenly and gasped in sheer pleasure as she received more stimulation in her lower region. Yvonne started to chant short curse words in pleasure as her pussy had her co-star's fingers stuffed inside it.

Thrusting her fingers in and out of Yvonne's cunt, Sarah's strokes got rougher and rougher as she aimed to get Yvonne off even quicker. The tips of her fingers brushed against the blonde's g-spot making the Australian buck and writhe on Sarah's hand. Yvonne's breathing got shorter and shorter as Sarah's fingers stroked the inside of her friend's pussy. Soon, Yvonne grabbed hold of Sarah's hand and held it steady. Yvonne ground herself against her friend's hand and came. Her womanly juices flooded out and onto the brunette's hand as she screamed out in pleasure.

As she came down, Yvonne giggled lightly as Sarah playfully nipped at Yvonne's soft lips. Sarah ran her tongue along Yvonne's lips and then pressed her mouth against the blonde's. Kissing each other, Sarah was the first to slip her tongue into the fray. Yvonne's tongue hungrily sought out Sarah's tongue, she casually flicked it against Sarah's and as soon as the brunette tried to reciprocate Yvonne brought her tongue back into her own mouth making Sarah have to chase it down.

Sarah soon removed her hand from Yvonne's wet cunt and brought her hand up to taste Yvonne's sweet juices. Sarah grinned and sucked her index finger clean of the sweet nectar, when Yvonne made a face Sarah offered Yvonne her middle finger to suck. The blonde happily opened her mouth and sucked the cum off of her finger, Yvonne's eyes slowly trailed up from Sarah's finger and hand, along her arm and up to Sarah's face.

"You taste good don't you baby?" 

Yvonne sighed and nodded her head as she sucked her juices clean off of Sarah's fingers. The brown haired woman stood up and sexily withdrew her fingers from the blonde's mouth and soon replaced her fingers with her tongue. The blonde Australian linked her arms behind Sarah's head, resting them on Sarah's shoulders as she kissed her co-star back. 

Sarah's hands soon ran over the blonde's tight, toned body absorbing all of the curves of Yvonne's gorgeous body. The blonde sighed, moaning into Sarah's mouth as her hands desperately grasped at every part of Sarah's skin that was available. The drops of water from the shower ran down Sarah and Yvonne's luscious bodies as they kissed and groped each other under the jet of water. 

Yvonne took hold of Sarah's ass and lifted her up into the air, as soon as Sarah left the floor of the shower her legs quickly wrapped themselves around the blonde. Keeping the brunette pressed against her, Yvonne carefully walked her lover over to the panel where the shower controls were. Twisting the knob to the left, Yvonne turned the stream of warm water off and quickly pushed the large glass doors open. 

Walking over to the large counter in front of the large vanity mirror, Yvonne planted Sarah down on the counter and smiled up at her. Yvonne slowly pulled apart Sarah's crooked legs and slid down to her wet pussy. Rubbing her right index finger along Sarah's puffy pussy lips, Yvonne lightly pushed it in and slowly rotated it in a clockwise motion. Pushing her finger in and out of Sarah's cunt, Yvonne, the younger of the two, planted a soft kiss on Sarah's stomach and looked up at the brunette.

"Can I eat your pussy Sarah?"

"I can't turn down an offer like that!" Sarah said with a hearty laugh, moaning as Yvonne pulled her fingers back out of Sarah's now soaked snatch. The inner lips hugged the index finger so tightly that she wasn't sure the pussy would ever let the finger go. Rubbing the index finger again up and down her slit, Yvonne scooped up some of Sarah's girl cum and she hungrily sucked the liquid off of her own finger. Rubbing her fingers against Sarah's slit again, Yvonne collected some more of Sarah's womanly juices. Standing up right, the younger of the two smeared her finger's against Sarah's left tit and quickly flicked her tongue against the hard nipple. 

Yvonne grinned as Sarah's hand ran through her long, wet hair trying to pull the younger, blonde Australian closer to her cleavage. Yvonne hungrily sucked at Sarah's hard nipple, lapping up the moisture she moaned onto the tit. She grinned and closed her lips down around the nipple, lightly sucking on the hard nub. Slowly kissing her way down Sarah's body, Yvonne reached the lower lips of her older co star and smiled at the sight.

She was greeted by a set of puffy lips and a rock hard clit that was absolutely desperate to be played with. Yvonne had seen a few pussies like this and knew that Sarah would simply be a few tongue strokes away from climax. Dragging her tongue down her tummy, she ran it through the sexy runway of pubic hair, following it straight to the stiff, prominent clit awaiting. Yvonne quickly circled Sarah's clit, sucking and flicking her tongue against the hard button, smiling as Sarah started to buck her hips with a loud gasp. 

"Come on Yvonne, don't tease me!" She pleaded, the blonde smiled inside as she did just that. Sliding down, she pushed her tongue completely into Sarah, giving a few counter clockwise circles before pulling back and up to her clit again. Unable to hold her hips due to the slick, wet surface of the sexy brunette's wet skin. Yvonne's strong tongue assaulted Sarah's clit, racing round and round the little button. 

Sarah tensed up, reaching down to grasp Yvonne's head. Her fingers delving into her blonde hair right before Yvonne used the tip of her tongue to flick at the tip of Sarah's clit. This was something Yvonne had used before with other women to get them off and she was pleased to see that Sarah was no different to the others.

Sarah gave a loud scream of pleasure and shuddered rather violently, her thighs squeezed at Yvonne as her orgasm completely blind sided her. A huge wave of pleasure surged through her from her hungry, wet pussy, shaking and shivering on the bathroom counter as her younger co-star ate her out. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she gasped and moaned, running her hand through Yvonne's wet hair Sarah ground her pussy against Yvonne's hungry face.

Sarah's hips jerked and bucked as an orgasm started to rip through her body. Keeping her hands in Yvonne's lovely blonde locks, Sarah pushed the blonde closer to her cunt and started to cum. 

Yvonne carried on eating away, making sure that she didn't stop tormenting Sarah's pussy as she did so. Sarah's moans filled the room and soon came down as Sarah's body fell to the counter and she came down from her orgasm. Casting a glance up at her friend, Yvonne smiled and pulled away, giving Sarah's pussy one more courtesy lick she stood up and smooched Sarah sexily.

Sarah's legs wrapped themselves around Yvonne and kept the blonde close to her as they kissed each other. Sarah's tongue was the first to enter the fray by sliding into Yvonne's mouth and catching hers. As soon as Yvonne tried to tongue back at her, Sarah brought the spongy part of her mouth back out of the fray and made Yvonne's tongue chase hers. 

The blonde smiled and subsequently moaned into the kiss, Yvonne's hands soon found Sarah's chest and squeezed her soft sacks of flesh making the brunette moan in kind. Squeezing her tits, Yvonne broke away from the kiss and licked at Sarah's neck lapping all the way down to her breasts. Sarah let out a short gasp as Yvonne's tongue made contact with her hard nipples, after all the sex she had today Sarah's body was extra sensitive and more than a little bit responsive to Yvonne's touch.

Sarah's eyes opened and she looked down at Yvonne. Unhooking her legs, Sarah pulled herself down off of the bathroom counter and kissed her friend and co-star once more. Sarah's hands linked with Yvonne's and she guided the blonde out of the bedroom, they walked past the sleeping Harry who was face down in the sheets and snoozing quite contently. They both smiled warmly as they walked past him, but soon were in each others arms and on each others mouths again as they kissed each other. 

Sarah guided the blonde down the stairs and into Yvonne's kitchen. Placing the blonde down on the kitchen table, Sarah pushed the blonde onto her back and spread her legs. 

"Sarah? What are you?" Yvonne started but was cut off by Sarah's lips on hers. They kissed each other and the Australian native's curiosity was sated as the brunette broke the kiss and lightly squeezed Yvonne's tits before taking herself away from the table.

Sarah then walked over to the hallway and rustled through one of the bags Yvonne had brought in earlier in the day. Finding the item, Sarah yanked it out of the bag and quickly fumbled with the plastic wrapping.

Sarah then picked up one more item and walked inside the kitchen to find Yvonne with her legs spread casually rubbing her clit. Her eyes went wide when she saw what Sarah had chosen. In the brunette's left hand there was a large double ended jet black dildo, complete with a series of veins that ran along the length of the toy. Sarah also had a small bottle of strawberry flavoured lube in her right hand.

"Seriously!?" Yvonne said, laughing out loud as Sarah nodded her head sternly.

"Seriously. We're going to go pussy to pussy on this thing."

"Sarah... I..." The blonde started but was silenced by a wave of Sarah's hand.

"You bought it and didn't want to use it? Thought not. Come on!" With that, Sarah climbed down onto the kitchen table with Yvonne. Squirting a puddle of the lube into her hand, she jerked the cool plastic of the dildo rubbing the warm lubricant onto the fake cock. 

They needed a position to use the dildo and it was tricky with the two girls who were lying on the table. Sarah, the kinkier of the two, had done some scissor sistering before and figured that would be the best course of action. Lying her legs on top of Yvonne's Sarah grasped the dildo with her right hand and started to slide the thick black fake cock into Yvonne's wet folds. The blonde groaned in sheer pleasure as Sarah grinned and slipped more of it into her friend. Sarah knew she needed about three inches spare so she could keep hold of the dildo to keep it steady. 

As Yvonne bottomed out on her allotted part of the dildo, the blonde peered up at Sarah and saw her slip the fake cock inside herself. She licked her lips as she saw Sarah's pussy lips split open and slide into her. With both girls having the dildo buried inside themselves, they shared a wicked glance before Yvonne started to take hold of Sarah's ankle and started to push herself back at the American brunette. 

Yvonne let out a sexy moan as she fucked herself with the dildo while gripping onto Sarah's leg. She started to push herself onto the fake cock while Sarah simply held the dildo steady for Yvonne. Eventually, the dildo would get buried in the both of them and they could fuck against the fake cock at their own free will but until then they'd have to take turns holding onto the sexual toy. Yvonne started to build up a fast, heavy rhythm of slamming herself against the double ended dildo.

Soon, her thrusting stopped and she looked up over at Sarah. They met each others eyes and Sarah grinned. She let go of the toy and soon Yvonne took over the gripping, her hands were slightly smaller than Sarah's so Sarah could take more of the fake dick inside her. Sarah's feet pushed down at the table as she lifted her hips up and pushed herself back onto the fake cock. 

Sarah moaned with a throaty passion as she started to slide up and down on the fake cock. She was taking roughly five or six inches from the fake cock as she moved her hips towards the sexy Australian who was still lying on the table.

"Fuck yeah Sarah. Fuck my dick!" Yvonne giggled as her hot, brunette American co-star thrust her hips back at her blonde friend. Sarah laughed and nodded her head, sliding her wet lips up and down on the fake cock as Yvonne voiced her encouragement.

"Yeah, I'll take all of your big dick baby!" Sarah replied, as Yvonne laughed and nodded her head. As Sarah bottomed out on the dildo one last time, they shared a glance at each other and shared a knowing glance. Yvonne let go of the dildo and they started to slide towards each other. Their warm, wet lips started to cover the fake cock and coat it with their mutual wetness. They both gasped out loud, Yvonne a little more than Sarah though as she was a few orgasms behind Sarah in the day's events. Though the flashing LED lights of her kitchen's microwave indicated it was only eleven thirty at night, there wasn't much time for Yvonne to catch up. She would have to work extra hard to match Sarah's high orgasm count. 

Bucking her hips towards Sarah's wet pussy, Yvonne started to grunt and groan as she slid up and down on the fake cock. The thick black material was stroking all of her insides and making her body tingle as she slid up and down. Her hands tightened around Sarah's ankles and pulled herself a little closer to the fake cock, almost stealing some of Sarah's dearly needed inches. 

Fucking the fake cock had become something of a competition between the two and as they thrust against each other their moans became more and more elevated. There was a slick sloshing sound of the strawberry lubricant and the women's pussy juices spilled out onto the large oak table of Yvonne's kitchen. 

"Oh God... Oh Sarah! That feels so good! So good baby!" Yvonne squealed as the fake cock continued to rub against her insides. 

Sarah was in a similar situation. Her pussy's lips were burning with desire as she fucked the fake cock. As they thrust against each other, their pussies started to bump against each other. Their hard clit's bumped against one another's as they thrust their hips against one another.

"Fuck yeah Yvonne! Get that big dick in your tight cunt!" She replied, a throaty groan at the end, making cunt sound more primal than normal. Bumping against each other once more, Yvonne's nails dug into Sarah's ankles and came. Her pussy exploded and she stopped fucking the cock as Sarah took over. Reaching beneath her, she gripped the fake cock and started to fuck Yvonne a little harder. The hot blonde Australian's sexy butt lifted up off of the table and came down as her pussy's walls hugged the invading large black, double ended dildo one last time before Sarah pulled it out.

"Fuck... You really fuck that good!" Yvonne admitted, collapsing on the table as Sarah grinned and slowly pulled the dildo from her own pussy lips. Dropping the toy on the floor, Sarah gripped Yvonne by the hips and tugged the sexy blonde towards her. The brunette then leaned over and planted a soft, wet kiss on Yvonne's lips making the blonde giggle with pleasure as she curled her own legs around Sarah's.




The Long Weekend: Saturday Night



"But Harry's better." Yvonne teased as she lovingly bit at Sarah's bottom lip.

Sarah made a shocked face but soon burst into giggles too. 

"He is good isn't he? I think we should kidnap him and use him as a sex slave! Can you imagine! Long day at work or all day at a convention we'll unlock him and just fuck him until the sun comes up!" Sarah giggled as she brushed some blonde strands away from Yvonne's pretty face.

"I imagine he'd like that a lot too." Yvonne replied, the balls of her feet sliding up and down the back of Sarah's thighs.

"Should we go to bed?" Yvonne asked as she brought her leg around and teased Sarah's tummy with it.

"I think he probably misses us. Let's go Strahotski." Sarah teased her and took hold of Yvonne's foot. Sucking on the big toe, Sarah and Yvonne made eye contact and smiled at each other before the blonde slowly pulled the toe from her mouth.

Sarah then yanked Yvonne up to her feet and guided the sexy blonde up the stairs, stopping only briefly to kiss each other and fondle the other's beautiful breasts. Eventually, they fumbled through the bedroom door and onto the large double bed of Yvonne's. They were spooning with each other but soon decided to clamber onto Harry and spoon with him. Yvonne slid her right arm under his arm pit and lay her left hand over his. Sarah, meanwhile had wrapped her arms around Harry's waist and lay her head against his chest.

"I love you Sarah." Yvonne admitted softly as she kissed Harry on the shoulder.

"Love you too Yvonne." Sarah kissed Harry on the nipple and nestled up to his chest.

"We love you Harry." Yvonne giggled as Harry simply snored in response. They looked at each other and grinned before sleep started to claw at them. Sarah was the first to fall asleep as she had been fucked a lot harder during the day than Yvonne, but the blonde was soon behind her. Their eye lids shut and they fell asleep curled up with each other in the large bed. 



The Long Weekend: Sunday Morning



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Harry turned in his sleep and felt something press against his lower regions. It felt good and he smiled before slowly opening his eyes. His eyes moved down his body and saw both Yvonne and Sarah at his dick licking, sucking and slurping on his dick. He was being taken advantage of! He smiled and let his head fall back against the soft pillow, he groaned in pleasure as a left and a right hand each started stroking, jerking and pulling at his dick and balls. 

He lifted his head up to look at the two girls working on him and sighed happily. Yvonne's pretty blue eyes moved to meet his, and she smiled sweetly before wrapping her lips around his dick's head. She closed her lips at just the right pressure around the dick's head, slowly she started to slide her mouth down on his cock. Her tongue moved up and started to cushion the invading dick as it moved into her and stabbed at the back of her throat. She gagged lightly and moved her lips back up off of the cock, her spit started to run down his length and started to collect just above Sarah's hand that was playfully kneading his balls. 

The brunette scooted up to the top of the bed and swung her legs over his head. She then slowly slid her hips backwards to sit on Harry's face. The young man lifted his head and, remembering Sarah's advice from earlier in the day, yesterday, Harry started to tease the brown haired woman. His tongue licked at the inside of her thighs before moving to just before the actual pussy's lips. He could hear Sarah's moan of pleasure, making him know that he was doing okay. Slowly, his tongue moved from the outside of her lips to the inside. Remembering Sarah's advice, he started to tease her. Starting off slowly, his tongue moved from the bottom of her lips to the top. He pushed the tip of his tongue in slowly, not really penetrating her but enough to stimulate her and make her roll her hips around on his face.

Yvonne's hand was sliding up and down on his pole as her lips moved to the opposite of her hand. Harry's knob had been lubricated in several liquids over the past twenty four hours and as Yvonne tackled his dick, the Australian actress licked and slurped at it like it was an ice cream on the warmest day. The blonde's saliva was an excellent topping for her as she happily bobbed up and down on his pole. Her hands lightly squeezed his nuts making him groan, even though it was slightly muffled by Sarah's pussy. 

Harry had taken to lapping at Sarah's warm pussy seemingly at random. He wasn't attacking it in any particular fashion, just attacking it. His tongue probed around her inner walls, stroking and tasting her inner and most private walls. Sarah grunted, getting hot she started to grind her lower regions against his face, aiming to get herself off as quickly as she could. Harry's tongue slid along her pussy's lips before dipping inside her wet folds. His fingers were stroking the inside of her thighs, like Sarah had taught him. His fingers drew slow, delicate patterns on her tanned flesh as he ate her out. His tongue slipped inside her inner walls and started to taste her. She tasted good and only made him more hungry, Harry slid his tongue deep down to the bottom of her cunt and then delivered a soft yet swift upward stroke taking in all of her wet folds.

Yvonne's tongue slipped up and down on Harry's pole as Sarah rubbed her pussy against his face. Yvonne's hand wrapped around the base of his dick and slowly jerked him up and down as she sucked on his dick's head. Her tongue flicked against the head as she pumped up and down. Sarah moved herself forward and started to join on the oral assault, her tongue moved in a counter clock wise motion to Yvonne's and soon the pre cum started to bubble out of his dick's piss slit. The girls scooped the seed up and shared it between them as Sarah started to buck.

Harry wrapped his hands and arms around Sarah's thighs and pulled her groin closer to his face as he shoved his tongue deep inside her. The tongue broadly flicked inside her and then moved around, stroking her inner walls. He groaned into her cunt as her nails dug into his stomach, sliding his left hand up off of her sultry, slender body and started rubbing against her clit. His mouth came out of her lips and soon latched onto her hard clitoris while his fingers dipped inside her folds. Sliding the digits inside her slick entrance, Harry fingered Sarah while he ate her out. Sarah's body started to buck and she took her mouth off of his dick as her orgasm started to build. 

Yvonne's eyes drifted up and watched Sarah's eyes shut in pleasure and she started to breath low expletives under her breath. She wrapped her lips around his dick and swallowed his entire length making the young man moan in glee. The blonde lightly palmed his nuts while her lips wrapped tightly around his dick at the perfect pressure. Lifting her hand up off of the bed, she squeezed and groped the brunette's tits as Sarah cried out and came on Harry's face.

Sarah groaned as she came, rubbing herself against Harry's face she let her warm, girl cum run down into his face. She smiled down at Yvonne's groping, her eyes focusing on the blonde Australian who was sucking Harry's dick. Sarah slowly climbed off of Harry's face and slid down to the bottom of the bed where the blonde was kneeling. Her hand slid down Yvonne's sexy body and was soon rubbing along the blonde's pussy lips.

"Fuck! Yvonne you are so wet!" Sarah said, sliding her finger in and out of the blonde's folds. The blonde smiled and glanced up at Harry who had now lifted his head to look at the girls who were working on him. 

"Yvonne, can I fuck you again?" Harry asked, running a hand through his hair. Yvonne stopped sucking and slid her lips off of his shaft. As soon as her lips left his shaft, Sarah pulled Yvonne into a passionate kiss. The sound of their lips smacking against each others filled the room as the two sexy girls kissed. Sarah broke the kiss off and sneakily licked the blonde's lips, scooping up any errant beads of saliva that may have been missed from kissing.

"Get up on the bed and on your back." Sarah whispered in Yvonne's ear making the blonde Australian bite down on her bottom lip and nod her head eagerly. Yvonne climbed up off of the floor of her bedroom and lay down on the bed next to the handsome youth worker. He climbed up onto his knees and walked between her legs, Sarah's arms wrapped around his body and stroked at his flesh. Her fingers slowly slid down to his dick and she lightly jerked it up and down before guiding his dick to Yvonne's pussy. 

Yvonne took Harry by the hands and linked her fingers with his, doing so she dragged him down to the bed with her. Her legs soon wrapped around his waist as he pushed himself inside her, they both let out a low groan as Yvonne's inner walls welcomed his dick. She let out a frustrated whine when he bottomed out inside her and then withdrew, Yvonne's eyes were shut so she had no idea that it was in fact Sarah who was playing with him and her.

Sarah's hand lightly jerked Harry's cock, feeling how lubricated it was with both Yvonne's spit and warm girl cum. 

Stroking his dick lightly, Sarah rubbed it up against Yvonne's lower lips before letting it slide inside the blonde. Both Harry and Yvonne cried out in bliss before he started to slide in and out of her at a slow, steady rate. Sarah lay on her side, watching Harry fuck Yvonne while watching the blonde's breasts bounce with the thrusting. She leant over and planted a kiss on the blonde, grinning from ear to ear as Yvonne cried out.

Sarah's hands wandered over Yvonne's body, her nails lightly scratching at the blonde's skin. She moved over and attached to Yvonne's tits, her lips sucking and teasing the hard nub making the blonde moan and roll around. Sliding a hand under the writhing blonde, her hand came up and cupped Yvonne's other tit. Squeezing the soft flesh, Sarah grinned from ear to ear as the blonde Australian cried out and came on the invading shaft, aided by Sarah's hand rubbing against the blonde's clit.

Her blonde locks spilt out onto the pillow and her mouth fell open as she came on his large dick. Her body writhed and shook in place before she collapsed to the sheets and she caught her breath back. Her eyes opened and she was surprised by a rapid series of ropes of cum that splattered against her face. She giggled out loud as she listened to Harry's groans of pleasure. She couldn't feel Sarah's hands on her any more so she correctly assumed that she had helped Harry out. 

"There's so much!" She giggled out loud as the ropes finally stopped coming at her face. Sarah laughed as well, her fingers coming to Yvonne's face, scooping up the salty seed and cleaning the blonde up. Playfully licking and kissing the blonde's face, Sarah got some into her mouth and opened up the blonde's mouth with her thumb. Yvonne looked up at her and opened her mouth with a sly grin on her face. Sarah opened her mouth and Harry's salty seed dripped down into her waiting friend's open mouth. 

Harry's jaw dropped as the girls swapped his seed with their own spit combined. With Yvonne cleaned up and Sarah satisfied as well, Harry's mind started to think on breakfast.

"Is... Er... Is anybody else hungry?" He asked the girls with a laugh. Yvonne giggled and closed her eyes, falling back on the bed and looking up at the ceiling. Sarah laughed and nodded her head, patting the blonde on the shoulder, Yvonne climbed up and swung herself off of the bed. Sarah followed leaving Harry on the rear, not that he minded of course. Both Yvonne and Sarah had slipped into bath robes but with Harry's clothing still in the wash he was left in the nude. 

Sarah cast a glance over her shoulder at him, looked him up and down and looked back at the front again with a smile on her face. They made their way down stairs and in to Yvonne's kitchen.

"Why don't you take a seat?" Yvonne said, casting a look over her shoulder at both Sarah and Harry. They nodded and slipped into the chairs, at the large oak table that had seen action a little under twelve hours ago. Harry was about to say something but was distracted by the large double ended dildo lying in the middle of the table. His eyes were instantly drawn to it and he couldn't help but laugh. 

Lifting the large fake toy off of the table, he waved it at both of the sexy stars at the breakfast table and observed the slick toy.

"I hope this isn't for my breakfast..." He mused to himself, Sarah giggled covering her mouth with the back of her hand. Taking it from him, she spun the plastic toy around in her hand and sucked on the end where her own juices decorated it. Her eyes opened softly and glanced at the slack jawed youth worker, sucking it clean she then tended to the other side and sucked off Yvonne's juices.

Yvonne smirked and planted three bowls of sugary cereal down in front of the two people already at the table. Yvonne took a seat and sat at the head of the table, Sarah shot her a look and grinned wide around the fake cock. Pulling it from her lips, Sarah planted the dildo back on the table and grabbed hold of the spoon.

As the three horny members of the household tucked into their breakfast, Harry looked at the brunette American and then at the blonde Australian before clearing his throat.

"So... Uh... Not like I'm not loving this but what are we going to do all day? Fuck?" He asked, setting his spoon down on the side of his bowl, half his cereal gone.

Yvonne finished her mouthful of the colourful food and thought on what he had said. Licking her lips in an entirely non sexual way yet Harry always found anything, the internet dubbed 'Strahotski', did sexy. Smiling from ear to ear, she ran a hand through her soft blonde hair and nodded her head with a shrug of her shoulder.

"I guess... Is there anything else you want to do? What can we do to help you out? I'm sure Sarah will want to help right?" She asked, shooting a look at the actress who played Ellie on the NBC show Chuck.

"Right! Anything you want Harry, even if you don't cum at the end of it." Sarah teased him, shooting a playful glance at him.

Harry smiled and nodded his head. While he'd always yearned for a weekend off to do absolutely whatever he pleased, he found that he didn't want to leave the girls or the bed. The bed in particular. Having lost his virginity on Friday night, Harry had wondered as to whether anything would change inside him. He did feel 'different' although purely mental as opposed to physical. He wasn't sure if the fact that he felt so different was the fact that he had been involved in several three ways with the two hottest main cast members on the NBC hit show had anything to do with it but it couldn't have hurt. As Harry tucked into his breakfast, he wondered about what else they could get up to. They'd already done anal, oral and vaginal contact, he had fucked Yvonne in the shower and fucked Sarah up against a door. Where else could they do it? On the stair well?

Sarah could almost sense that he was having an inner monologue and decided to break it by standing up, having finished her breakfast.

"Well... I need to go get something. Be right back?" She asked, pushing the chair away from the table and she dumped the small bowl in the main silver basin where Yvonne's washing up normally reside. She bent down and took Yvonne's face in her hands, pressing her lips against the blonde Sarah moaned passionately into the kiss and slipped her tongue inside Yvonne's mouth. The sordid tongue tango continued for a few moments before she broke off the lip lock and walked over to Harry. Throwing her leg over the chair, Sarah straddled Harry's lips and shoved her tongue into Harry's mouth.

Her soft tongue tracked Harry's and instantly started to stroke and play with it, squeezing it before running it along his tongue's length. His hands moved up to her breasts and he cupped them lightly as she started to grind against him on the chair. Feeling his erection start to swell, Sarah smiled and slowly broke the kiss, a bead of saliva fell from their lips and collapsed down into the valley between their bodies.

Turning her head over her shoulder, Sarah winked at Yvonne as her hand softly ran against his chest. "Keep him warm for me."

Sarah then hoisted herself off of the chair and made her way upstairs so she could change into the green summer dress she had turned up wearing. Yvonne looked over at Harry and licked her lips, she got up from the chair and walked over to the young, handsome youth worker. She wrapped her hand around the base of his shaft and slowly pumped her hand up and down, smiling softly when he moaned. She looked over at her small fridge/refrigerator unit before looking back at him. She grinned and ran her tongue along her teeth, planting a kiss on his lips she let go of him and walked over.

Bending down, Yvonne rummaged through the small appliance and found what she was looking for. She slowly pulled a large blue, round plastic tub of vanilla pudding out of the fridge and placed it on the kitchen table. She shrugged off the white fluffy robe and draped the bathroom apparel over the chair that she had been sitting on.

"We're going to eat pudding because I thought that..." Harry started, but was silenced when Yvonne scooped up some of the pudding and smeared it across the tip of her right breast. 

A little more then the areola of her chest was coated with pudding. Harry's mouth started to water as Yvonne kept her eyes locked on his. Bringing her right index finger up, she collected some of the pudding and licked it clean off. Her fingers danced over her tit flesh and she grinned as Harry's jaw opened slightly and his erection surged, begging for attention. With her tit almost clean of the sweet dessert, Yvonne scooped up another globule of it and covered her left tit in it.

"Your turn handsome." Yvonne said, eyeing up the horny youth worker with a big smile on her face.

He held her and beautiful left breast in his hands and began slowly licking the vanilla pudding off of it. Carefully, he took long, slow licks making sure to savour the taste and sensation of being on her breast. Yvonne started to moan as he finished cleaning off her breast with a long suck of her hardening nipple. Yvonne took some more pudding from the bowl and covered her right breast again this time. He savoured the new tit, licking all of the pudding off of it. Yvonne began to moan a little louder as he licked and sucked on her chest, as he sucked, Harry could see her neatly shaved pussy was getting more and more damp as he worked on her.

"Lie down on the table Harry." Yvonne told her, her voice a sexy whisper as she spoke to him. Complying, Harry hoisted himself up onto the table and leant back so he could see exactly what Yvonne was going to do next. Yvonne grabbed her hand with some more pudding then grabbed his stiff cock in her hand. With the pudding coating the inside of her hand, she slowly pumped up and down on his pole making sure that all of his length was coated in the creamy substance.

"Oooohhh fuck... Fuck, that's good. Oh yeah..." Harry groaned, looking down at the sexy actress who was jerking him off with the food.

"Yeah... Yeah, that does look good." Yvonne agreed, the whole time she was still stroking his pudding covered cock with slow, gentle pumps.

Yvonne stood up, keeping her soft, sexy green eyes locked on his. She licked the pudding off the palm of her hand, her eyes closed with a sexy wink before she extended her tongue, showing it off to him before swallowing it. Sucking her thumb dry, like she was sucking on his cock, her tongue spun around the pad of her thumb before she swallowed all of it whole. She did the same to each finger, slowly sucking the pudding off of them, eager to please him. 

She had a little bit of pudding left on her fingers before rubbing the very small remainder of the pudding against his chest before she licked it all off. Yvonne lowered her head down and began to lick the remaining pudding off of his cock. The blonde Australian took long, slow licks up and down his cock, taking the pudding in her mouth. Despite this being the third or fourth time Yvonne's mouth had been on his cock, he still squirmed a little in the spot as the intense feeling of a woman's mouth on his cock shot up through his body.

"Ohh fuck Yvonne... Fuck!" Harry moaned, his hands ran through her long blonde hair as she licked and sucked on his cock.

Yvonne continued to lick up and down until all of the pudding was off of his cock. By the time she was satisfied with the job she had done, Harry's dick was rock hard, throbbing and was begging for more action. Yvonne slowly moved her mouth down, taking all of his large length into her warm, wet mouth. She wrapped her lips tightly around it before she started to slowly move her head up, completely sucking any remaining pudding off of his cock. Yvonne stood up and smacked her lips, making a show of how much she enjoyed the 'meal' she had just eaten up. Her hand wrapped around the base of his cock and she slowly jerked him up and down as she kissed him. Harry's hands moved to her face and pulled her closer to him. Their tongues mingled as he grabbed and groped at her soft chest, his fingers and thumbs paid careful attention to her nipples.




The Long Weekend: Sunday Morning



Their kiss broke off and Yvonne's warm breath mingled with his as she grinned and looked at the large tub of the delicious pudding and then looked back at the horny, recently deflowered virgin worker.

"Y'know, I've had an extra bit of breakfast but you haven't eaten anything else... Don't you want to taste something baby?" Yvonne slid off of the table and turned around, spreading her legs and bending over. Her arms extended and gripped the other side of the oak table, her head fell forward and rested against the wooden surface as Harry got off of his chair and leant forward. Bending over her frame, not actually penetrating her but rubbing his shaft against her wet lips slowly. 

Grabbing a handful of the pudding, he smeared the cold food source against Yvonne's left ass cheek. He grabbed hold of some more pudding and slapped it against her right bun, rubbing the pudding all around, covering her gorgeous ass with the vanilla dessert. For the first time, Harry began to take long, slow licks up her shapely, firm tight and toned ass cheeks. As he got closer to the crack of Yvonne's soft, tight ass she started to moan.

"Oohhhh that feels so good baby!" Yvonne moaned, her head coming up off of the table and moaning out softly as Harry ate away at her ass cheeks. Harry simply moaned against her skin, agreeing with her as his tongue pushed against her soft, pert rear. There was a pleasant sensation of her warm skin, mixing with the cold, chilly pudding as his tongue stroked against her cheek.

His tongue ran all over her firm buns, making sure to do a thorough job of cleaning her rear all up of pudding. He licked away at the flesh softly, but quickly as he savoured her ass. He licked it all off except for a small line of pudding that had fell from the main source of pudding and had ran down her ass crack. Harry parted her cheeks and then took a long, slow lick up the inside of her ass cheeks, running his tongue past Yvonne's ass hole. She shivered a little bit as his tongue ran against her anus, the dark kiss he delivered to her ass hole seemed to be a little nicer with some of the pudding in his mouth as he tossed her salad. 

Harry grabbed two hands full of her ass and then lifted her up onto the table. He laid her down onto her back then climbed up, straddling her chest, his cock sliding between her breasts. Grabbing what was left of the pudding, he took the rest up and spread it between the blonde Australian actresses tits. Grabbing his fingers, Yvonne licked the very last of the pudding off of his fingers while moaning hotly around the digits in her mouth.

"Want to fuck my tits handsome?" She asked, her deep eyes moving up and focusing on the man who was sitting on her stomach with his cock poking at her face. When he nodded his head, she grinned and pushed her tits together, trapping his dick between them. He slowly began to pump in and out, the pudding serving as lubrication between her tits as he pumped up and down. Yvonne lifted her head up off of the bed and slowly licked the head of his cock, each time it pushed between her breasts.

"Fuck yes! Yes baby! I can taste the pre cum! Fuck my pretty little tits! Oh I love it! Yeeeah!" Yvonne moaned, her voice hot with arousal as he began to pump faster and faster between her pudding covered chest. 

"Ohh fuuck I'm gonna cum!" Harry moaned, his eyes shutting tight as his actions carried over to pure primal instinct.

"Oh god, just shoot it!" Yvonne moaned.

Harry kept on pumping between her tits until cum squirted out of his cock and landed on her panting, pretty face. The load shot straight from his piss slit and splattered against her face, some strands streaked against her cheek, another couple landed on her nose before the rest landed on her forehead. Yvonne licked some off her cheek but most it was out of her tongue's reach. The blonde used her fingers to wipe the cum off her face before mixing it in with the pudding between her breasts. Licking her digits clean, she grinned as Harry climbed off of her stomach and sat down on the chair, catching his breath. Soon, Yvonne was all done and had moved around so she was face to face with him, totally clean of all the cum and most of the pudding.

"How was that?" She asked, eyeing him up as he caught his breath and laughed, looking at the hot Australian on the table.

"I will never look at pudding the same way again." He replied, a smile on his face as his dick slowly deflated.

Yvonne smiled as Harry sat back, cum still dripping from his cock. Standing up, the blonde starlet picked up a small plastic bottle of syrup and moved back to the handsome, young care worker who was still sucking in air. Flipping open the lid, she turned the bottle upside down and squeezed the middle of the bottle. A thick liquid ripped from the tip, a light brown syrup smacked against the bottom of Harry's cock.

"Toffee?" Harry asked, looking up from his post orgasm glow.

"Toffee." Yvonne confirmed, gripping him just under his dick's head and licking along the shaft. Her tongue collected up most of it before opening her mouth and wrapping her lips around his head. A collection of saliva and the toffee sauce spilled from her mouth and onto his cock's head. Her tongue then flicked against the tip, tasting the remnants of his cum, the toffee sauce and some of her own spit. Her right hand came up and cupped his balls, taking the testicles in her grip and rolling them around in her hand.

She loved how he moaned at her touch, despite being a virgin a little over twenty four hours ago, Harry was getting used to the carnal acts that the two starlets had been giving him. Yvonne's eyes opened and she looked up at him as her hands gripped the side of the kitchen chair to keep him just where she wanted him. Taking her mouth off of his head, Yvonne then drizzled some more of the syrup over his cock. Licking along the side of his length, the blonde Australian swallowed some more of the tasty sauce on his cock.

His dick had hardened and now, she was sucking along a rock hard length making the young man moan with pleasure. His hands were soon on her head guiding her up and down on him, Yvonne opened her eyes and looked up at him. Casting a wink up at him, Yvonne swallowed a bit more of his length his cock hitting the back of her throat before she clamped down around him and bobbed up and down swallowing more of his cock as she sucked him.

Satisfied, she pulled her mouth up off of his cock and gave it a goodbye kiss. Her hand kept itself wrapped around the base of his cock and idly stroked it.

"So how do you want to fuck me next?"

And with that, Harry leapt from the chair and had Yvonne in his arms. His hands were grabbing at her buns and her arms wrapped around his neck keeping him close as his hands slipped up to just under her knees. Both of them gasped as she slipped down onto his length, he stumbled backwards and Yvonne's legs extended and then pressed themselves against the kitchen wall.

Lifting her up and then dropping her down, Harry's eyes shut and he started to pump into her as she dropped down onto him. Her mouth fell open in a silent moan, her tight walls were milking him as she slid up and down on him. Her toes curled against the cold wall, as he lifted himself up off of the floor and pushed himself deep inside her. 

Shaking in the spot, Yvonne let out a cry and threw her head back moaning and panting into Harry's ear as they both rocked back and forth in tandem. Shifting Yvonne's weight up and down, both of the two people inside of the kitchen working together to rock them both to an orgasm. With Yvonne's hands curling around his neck, she fell back and her head rocked backwards so she could stare at the opposite wall while her pussy was milked by him.

His hands dug into her cheeks and started to assist her in bouncing up and down on his rock hard prick. He had cum already this morning and he was ready to cum some more, despite the promise that he wouldn't cum inside her he relished the feel of her lips wrapping around him and how she moaned for him.

His head dipped down and wrapped his lips around her nipples, his lips closing around the hard nub and sucking on it teasingly. His tongue came out and poked at the hard nub as they both bounced.

"Oh God Harry! Right there baby!" Yvonne moaned her encouragement as she slid up and down on his shaft. His dick was sliding deep inside her and rubbing at exactly the same spot sending shivers down her spine. The sheen of sweat that was on her body made it a bit more difficult for him to keep a hold of her. So, he kept a hold and moved her to the table, lying her down he kept fucking her by sliding in and out of her as her back arched up off of the table and exploded over his length. 

When Yvonne went, he was soon after and started to cum. But, he had enough self control to pull out and jerk himself off over her stomach. Lifting her head up, Yvonne grinned and pushed her hand down against her stomach rubbing the cum into her skin as Harry sucked in air and gripped a hold of the back of a chair to steady himself. Laughing, Harry shook his head before turning to look at her.

"So we are going to fuck all day huh?"

Author's Note: And here's the reason as to why I haven't updated this series in so long! I've ran out of things for them to talk about and develop their characters. Do you, faithful readers, have any suggestions as to what they can talk about? Or would you rather I shorten the chapters and just make them purely sex filled? Please either shoot me an e-Mail or let me know in the comment section below. I'd love to hear from you!



The Long Weekend: Thursday Pt. 01



One: The Favor

I never expected the phone call from Chuck, my brother. See Chuck and I have never gotten along, probably starting from the fact that I called him "Chuck" instead of Charles. 

Chuck was an accountant with a pretty big firm and ran his own branch in a fairly large Southern City (not going to say which). He made a monthly trip to New York for the monthly meeting and every quarter he had to go there for a week. It seemed pretty micromanaged to me. 

Chuck was in his 48 years old and that was pretty much my big problem with him, that and the fact that he was dull and conversationally useless. 

I was going to turn thirty in about six months, and in college. How does a thirty year old end up an undergrad in college (not going to say which one). When I graduated high school I was almost nineteen, I had one of those late summer birthdays and didn't start kindergarten till I was six. My parents wanted me to start off to college straight away, but I wasn't having it. After graduation I ran off and joined the Merchant Marine, I basically traveled the world where ever I could get a ship to take me. Then when I was twenty one 9-11 happened I opted out of the contract I was in at the time and joined the army. The six years I spent in the army I had four combat tours, two in Iraq, and two in Afghanistan. When I got out I figured I had the GI Bill, might as well use it. So here I am. 

"Dirk?" Chuck asked as I answered. Don't know why he asked it as a question because it's my cell phone, who else would be answering it? And I don't know why my parents named me Dirk.

"Hey Chuck, how are you doing?" It was one of the rare times I wasn't sitting in my studio apartment studying. I was sitting in my studio apartment playing Halo 3. I didn't really want to listen to my brother's shit.

"Dirk thank you for your time, I have an issue I need to discuss with you regarding Tricia." Tricia is my sister, aka Chuck's wife. And who talks like that anyway?

"Everything ok?"

"Actually at this time I'm not sure, but I would like to ask that you keep this conversation in confidence."

"Uh, sure Chuck, between you and me, now what's up?"

"Dirk I'm afraid I need your help, I believe Tricia if she is not already, she is about to begin an affair."

I was so stunned I didn't see the Grunt stick a plasma grenade to me and I was brought back to my senses as Master Chief exploded on my TV screen. "Why do you think so?"

"One of the men in my employ, his name is Chapman, Curtis Chapman, is soon to be throwing a party per se. If I understand correctly woman will come and put their keys in a bowl, then go to a private room, men will then come, pay for Entrance to the floor and be allowed to go room to room and sample the wares so to speak. Afterwards there will be a silent auction to bid on the order of choosing a key from the bowl. At which point the woman will be expected to service him the rest of the weekend. Curtis has arranged this party, from his work computer and I monitored a confirmation e-vite from Tricia's email. I believe she is going to be one of the women at the party."

It sounded like a rich man's version of a version of a key party/bordello. "Ok, what do you need my help with?"

Chuck sounded visibly shaken. "Well, I know that some of the party per se is to be an equal ration of men and women. There is a buy in of $1000. The party will be the weekend of my quarterly meeting, so I will be gone Wednesday to Wednesday. It is the Veterans Day weekend, so most people have the weekend off, but we are continuing with our Quarterly meeting as per usual."

"Chuck," I interrupted, "What do you want me to do?"

"Dirk I know you have your winter holiday that week. "I have purchased a ticket in your name, arranged a limo to pick you up at the airport. And I have paid the $1000 buy in. I want you to go to the party and find out if Tricia is cheating on me."

I thought about it for a long moment. "Chuck, if they know your brother is going to be there they are going to hide Tricia."

"No, I've told Curtis that I've never actually met you but that you are the younger sibling of my old college roommate."

"So you want me to go to a sex party and find out if Tricia is cheating on you?"

"That would be the first part."

"Ok, what's the second part?" This was getting more and more complicated. 

"I have arranged a brief case of $10,000 to be in the Limo. If she is there you are to use this money to try to win the silent auction. I want you to get her keys so that someone does not," it sounded like his voice cracked and I could hear the sniff that accompanies tears through the phone, "use my Tricia."

"Chuck you know your spending over eleven grand to FIND OUT if your wife is going to cheat on you? Something about this doesn't seem right man."

"Please Dirk. I will also forward $2000 to your account for your, inconvenience."

Now don't get me wrong, I don't like Chuck, but I'm not a total bastard. "All right Chuck, I'll do it."

"Thank you Dirk, I trust I can be assured of your confidence in this matter?"

"Absolutely man." 

I had three days before I was to go to the airport. The next day I was received an email on one of my accounts (won't say which provider). It gave me the address to the hotel, a password to be allowed on the floor, and a dress code. That's right a Dress Code for a sex party. 

As I packed my bag, I figured I had a win/win situation. If my sister was cheating, I made two grand to find out, then I'd spend a weekend with her, and at the end of it if I decided I should tell Chuck, I would. If I didn't, I made two grand, got a free weekend with Tricia, and she could do what she would do and I'd tell Chuck everything was fine. If she wasn't cheating, I was getting paid to go to a sex party, where I wouldn't have to worry about a guy trying to poke at me, and getting paid to take the pick of the litter. It seemed like win-win. 

I then started to wonder if Tricia was actually cheating on Chuck. Chuck was a chunky 48 year old who was balding. Tricia was only thirty six, with flowing golden blonde hair, grayish blue eyes, and a very shapely figure. She modeled when she was younger and still during the holiday sale papers she appeared in ads. She didn't have an agent anymore but she did fine with freelance. 

Thursday afternoon I drove to the nearest airport (stop trying to find out where all of us live) and boarded my flight. Chuck had sprung for first class. The offered me champagne, but I ended up having three Jack Daniels in the hour and a half flight. I figured I didn't have to drive when I got there so I didn't worry. 

I was wearing a plain white t-shirt and khaki trousers, as per the Dress Code. I exited the plane and skipped the baggage claim since I only had a carry on. I won't lie, I was getting excited. 

The Limo ride was fun, and there was an open bar, where I helped myself to another Jack Daniels. My leg started shaking from the excitement. I put on my plain ball cap, and my sunglasses (a plain black ball cap and a nice pair of wire frame Ray Bans) that completed the Dress Code, then opened the brief case that had awaited me and counted the ten packets of $20's each valuing at $1000.

The Door Man of the hotel opened the door of the Limo and I walked inside straight to the elevator bank. They actually had a guy working the elevator and he asked my floor.

"Twenty-fifth, the Chapman party."

"I'm sorry sir that is a private party."

I smiled, "I understand Sir, but I am Mr. Chapman's friend from Alberta." Alberta being the code word I was given in the e-mail.

The gentleman smiled, punched a code into pad and then the button for the 25th floor lit up. The elevator ride seemed to take forever and I almost jumped out of my skin when the Operator said "Your floor sir."

Two: The Tasting

I stepped out into the open way by the bank of elevators. I was met by a man with a clip board. "Your name sir?"

"Bond." I was going to kill Chuck for picking my fake name. 

The man looked down the clip board. "Yes sir, I see everything is in order. May I?" He gestured at the brief case. I held it up and he sealed the seam with a red tape. "So that you may insure that it has not been tampered with during the evening." At that point he gestured to chair that held a place card bearing the name Bond. I placed my bag and my brief case there. 

"Very well sir, a review of the rules." I stood and waited as he read off of his clip board. "You are not to remove your hat or glasses. The ladies are blind folded; the blind folds are not to be removed." 

"Check."

"The women are in separate rooms. You are to go from room to room, tasting the wares so to speak."

"Ok." I was anxious.

"You may touch the women however you wish. But you must stay above whatever clothing they are wearing. None of their clothing may be removed or circumvented. You are not to ejaculate on the ladies, you are being monitored and both offenses will mean your immediate expulsion. Those rights are for who chooses them after the bidding. You are allowed to have them touch you however you wish." 

That was a bummer about not getting off or going under their garments, but I nodded my agreement. "When your time in each room is up you will receive a phone call telling you which room to proceed to next. When you have completed the circuit you will be sent to a room to make your bid for the silent auction."

"Ok."

"All the ladies are on birth control, thus protection will not be required for the weekend."

"Good." FUCKING AWESOME!

"The winner of the silent auction will have first pick of ladies, to have for their pleasure until 5 pm Monday. The ladies homes and vehicles are open to you for your use."

The home and car bit was interesting. "So it's like a key party where you don't quite choose at random?"

"That is a fair assessment. The last point is a point of safety. There is a camera and all activities are being recorded. At the end of the weekend the ladies will call and her DVD will be mailed to her. If she does not check in at the end of the weekend we will take the DVD and all information we have on you to the authorities. Any suspicious activity in the rooms will lead to your immediate ejection. Do you agree and understand?"

"Yes." I had to force myself not to bounce. 

"Very good Mr. Bond, please proceed to room 2507 and enjoy." 

I walked down the hall and didn't even hesitate as I entered room 2507. Sitting on the edge of the bed, in pair of red fishnet stockings, red thong, and a red bikini top with a black blind fold over her eyes was a woman in her late forties, with a deep spa made tan, bright red toe and fingernails and matching lipstick. Her hair was cropped short and was black but peppered with grey along the sides. 

I didn't hesitate. I crossed the room pulled her off the bed, eliciting a squeal from her, and into my arms. My right hand clamped onto her firm runners ass, and my left closed around her left breast feeling the nipple under the C cup go instantly hard and poke against the fabric. I pressed my mouth against hers and she gladly opened it allowing my tongue inside to massage her tongue. 

She pressed her tongue into my mouth hand her hand sought out the front of my pants running her hand along my rock hard cock. 

I slowly backed her up to the bed and laid her back upon it. I took her left leg and placed it up on my shoulder, bent down and began to trace overlarge sucking kisses along her thong to the point where I was sure her clit was. I then kissed up along her slightly pouched stomach and ran my tongue under the bottom of the swell of her breasts which while she was lying down could tell sagged a touch. All in all she was in wonderful shape for her age. 

I lie fully atop her and ground my khaki covered cock against her thong covered pussy.

I am fairly sure she reached an orgasm before our time was up, and running my hand over her thong showed exactly how wet she was.

When the phone rang she held onto my hand as I answered. The man with the clipboard was on the other end telling me to proceed to room 2509. 

She grabbed my hand and held it tight to her soaking wet thong, pressed her chest against me and tried to cram her tongue down my mouth even as she walked me to the door. 

In 2509 I found a young, had to be 18, Asian girl in a white button up shirt tied in the front, a short skirt made to be a school girl skirt but so short I could see her white g-string beneath and a blind fold made of the same material as the skirt. She shyly stuck her finger in her mouth and sucked on it while her two pig tails bobbed side to side. 

I closed the distance between me and her and not forcefully, but with authority turned her around and made her brace her hands on the bed then I reached between her legs with my left hand and began to massage her pussy through the tiny front of the g-string and massage her ass with my right. 

After a few minutes I sat down and pulled her into my lap, she straddled and faced me. We made out as she gently ground her pussy into the cock under my khaki's. I did get the feeling that in a lot of ways this seemed routine. Like this was something she did often. 

"Love you long time." She whispered with a heavy accent, probably fake, while she ground away against me. 

When the phone call came telling me to go to 2511, she waited on the bed for her next patron. 

In 2511 I found a girl with a long red pony tail that fell to her ass. She was in a cheerleader outfit and her blind fold was in her school colors, yellow and white. She was standing by the window, while blindfolded she did a back handspring, turned, jumped in the air doing the splits in the air pom-poms held high. 

I walked to her and again grabbed her ass with my left hand and fondled her breast through her cheerleading top we kissed for a moment then I lay her back on the bed, rubbing my hand between her legs. 

"We have a hot tub, and a steam shower." She almost moaned breathlessly as I kissed her neck. "My parents are in Europe." She grabbed my face in her hands and pulled my mouth to hers, she using almost too much tongue. "I'm a virgin," she moaned as she put her hand atop mine and ground it into her crotch, "you can have it. You can have it all. I want you, I want you so bad."

The phone call seemed to come too early and she lay on the bed still rubbing herself between her legs moaning "I want it inside me." Over and over.

I stepped into the hall and poured me a double of whiskey that was in a decanter in the hall and downed it, and then I reached my hand into the front of my pants and squeezed the base of my cock painfully until my erection died. I stood in that hall hoping to hell that Tricia wasn't in this hotel, that she was faithful to that loser bastard Chuck. Because I wanted to take that cheerleader to her home and fuck her face, fuck her tight ass, pop that goddamned cherry and rail her until she couldn't walk anymore. If she wanted it inside of her I'd fucking oblige. 

I wanted to fuck the shit out of the little teasing virgin cheerleading bitch, until I walked into room 2513

Three: Room 2513

I entered room 2513 and there she was, leaning against the windows, back to the city. Her wavy golden blonde hair fell to her naked shoulders. Her skin was flawless, her breasts were concealed in a strapless black bra, a black pair of almost sheer panties hugged nicely to her hips and a pair of black silk gloves covered her hands and forearm up to her elbows. Her stomach was flat and her belly button was deep. The black of the underware offset the color of her skin and hair beautifully. The black blindfold covered what I knew were beautiful blue eyes. Five inch black stiletto pumps showed off the amazing arch of her legs. I stood staring at the thin nose, high cheek bones and full not quite smiling lips, and perfect body of my 36 year old sister Tricia. 

It was in that moment I remembered the rules. They were watching and if I were suspicious they'd kick me out and then I'd lose the chance to win her in the auction for Chuck. I had been a horn dog so far so I had to act one now. 

I hoped it looked natural as I crossed the room and pressed her between me and the window pulling her lips to mine. I had forgotten that she was about an inch and a half taller than me. I made myself open my mouth and she did the same dutifully. She had the taste of mint, and I realized that she had been brushing her teeth between visits to the room and that was actually quite comforting. 

Then to my embarrassment I found I was grinding my erection against her panties. I knew I'd have to find a way to explain everything later, but in that moment I had to keep it up or I'd lose the chance to bid in the auction. 

I slid my tongue into her mouth and found it dutifully caressed by her tongue. I reached up and grabbed both of her bra covered breasts in my hands and felt the fullness of them. I kissed her neck behind her ear and traced my tongue down to her right shoulder. 

Then without thinking I took her gloved hand and took her to the bed. I lay her down and bent her knees with her feet on the bed. I lust had taken me and I dove between her legs and kissed and sucked the front of her panties. I could feel her trimmed pubic hairs underneath and I could feel the head from her pubic mound. I found the place her clit should be and placed my mouth over and around it and began to hum. 

She moaned, and it was the most exciting sultry thing I had ever heard. I hummed louder and her gloved hands found my head and held me there, kissing the front of her panties and humming my way along her slit.

She eventually began to pull on my head and I climbed up her body and pressed her beneath me, grinding my erection into her pussy, fencing my tongue with hers in a long passionate unending kiss. My hands roamed her body and her hands roamed mine. We dry humped and how I didn't cum I will never know. 

Every other room I got the phone on the second ring. In 2513 they had to call twice. 

"Sir, you should know that if we are forced to call you twice again you will be expelled from the floor. Now continue to room 2515.

I walked backwards from the room, and I watched as she stood up and moved back to the window, city lights behind her. I felt horrible and hornier than I had ever felt all at the same time. 

I barely remember the other rooms, the details were all lost. I simply kept reliving the moments with Tricia in 2513 over and over in my head.

2515 had a large breasted, large hipped black woman with short hair done into rows. She kept saying she wanted cream in her coffee.

In 2517 there was a woman that probably weighed 187lbs. I fooled around with her and played with her massive breasts but my mind wandered.

In 2519 there was a Mexican girl with a Maid's dress, thigh highs, and a sheer camisole. She said if I took her she would call friends, and I could have a threesome or foursome. 

In 2521 there was a woman in her late fifties, with giant breasts that had to be fake. She talked about how she loved to get pearl necklaces and facials. 

I had to walk to the end of the hall after that to room 2503. I wanted to go back into 2513 more than anything. In 2503 there was a girl who kept calling me Daddy and Uncle and asked me to "make me yours."

In room 2505 there was a woman with severely short platinum blonde hair, muscular legs, in thigh high boots, a black leather g-string, and a leather top that barely covered her almost non-existent breasts and held her hands tied at her shoulders with a bar behind her neck. She had a red ball gag in her mouth and on the bed next to her was a riding crop. I bent her over a chair and spanked her until the phone call came telling me to go to room 2508 to make my Silent Bid. 




The Long Weekend: Thursday Pt. 01



I entered the room and there was nothing there except my brief case, and a Blackberry PDA. I undid the tape on the briefcase and opened it to count the money inside. There was a text message open and all I had to do was reply with my total. Without hesitation I typed $10,000 and hit SEND. 

I don't know how long I waited. I did turn the TV on and began to search the channels when I heard a knock on the door. I ran to it and it was the man with the clip board. 

"I am here to confirm your bid sir." I handed him the brief case and he placed a bank style money counter on the entertainment center, broke the bands on the money in the brief case and fed it through. In less than a minute the small screen flashed 10,000. 

"Very good sir." He said looking at the screen before turning to me. "The ladies are all bathing as we speak, they have an hour to do so and garb themselves in travel appropriate attire. The ladies will remain blindfolded until you choose to remove them. We have ensured that all their vehicles are equipped with GPS and the GPS is programmed with the directions to their homes. There you may do as you wish."

"Did I win?" I blurted out. 

For the first time the man with the clipboard smiled. "Yes sir, indeed you did. Are you ready to make your selection?"

"Yes," without hesitation "2513." 

"Very good sir," he reached into an attaché case and removed a pair keys then placed the cash into another pocket. "I will come get you when she is ready."

I stood there in the room alone. Then it hit me, I didn't say 2513 because I was going to do a favor for Chuck. I said 2513 because I wanted her. I wanted to hold ever bit of her. I wanted to touch every piece of skin. I wanted to kiss and lick every inch of her. I was going to leave the blind fold on for as long as I could. I said 2513 because I wanted to fuck Tricia. 



The Long Weekend: Thursday Pt. 02



One: Leaving the Hotel

It was literally the longest hour of my life. Family Guy was funny as it always is but it wasn't quite the distraction I wished it to be. It was constantly running through my mind, the touching, the tongues, her body pressed to mine, the wetness, Tricia; Room 2513. I sat there knowing right then she was naked in the shower, or getting dressed. Knowing that I could keep her blind folded and have her, anyway I wanted. I've had girlfriends before and have fucked enough to know I knew what I was doing. But this was different. Even as a horny teenager I had never wanted anyone as much as I wanted Tricia right now. I could leave the blindfold on and have exactly what I want, and she would never know it was me; screw the long weekend. I could have her tonight and be gone tomorrow. I could have her tonight and be gone tomorrow.

But I knew I didn't want to be gone tomorrow. I knew what I wanted. I didn't know how to have it. 

I knew how she had reacted in room 2513, but she hadn't known it was me. 

I knew what I wanted. I didn't know how to have it.

I paced back and forth in the room occasionally glancing at the keys in my hand. I sat there chugging water. I had had plenty of whiskey through the course of the day and didn't want to get pulled over with a DUI and my blindfolded sister in the car. That was an easy way to ruin things. 

I finally walked over to the desk and took a piece of the hotel stationary. I knew she couldn't see me, not yet, and if she heard my voice it was over. I reread what I had written and nodded somewhat proud of my plan. 

Finally the man with the clipboard came back to my door. "Your Lady is waiting Sir; shall I take you to her?"

"How do I get to her car?"

"The elevator will take you to a private parking level, her car is there. If you wish her to go to the car in a mode of undress there is no fear of observation while leaving the hotel."

"No I'm sure she's dressed fine, but that works well for me." I handed the paper to him. "I won't enter her room; you enter first and read these instructions to her then bring her to me in the hall after insuring her blindfold is well placed."

"As you wish Sir," he gestured to the hallway, "Shall we Sir?"

We entered the hallway and made our way down to door 2513. No one was in the hall, and with the exception of the women in the rooms and the elevator operator the only person I had dealt with was the man with the clip board. This was a fairly good operation for anonymity. We stopped outside the door and he turned to me. "Generally sir this isn't done, but I thought you would be pleased to know that when she was informed of who chose her she was very pleased. For if she had been doing the choosing it is you she claims she would have chosen." 

That was gratifying.

He opened the door and I heard him as he walked out of my sight into the room. "Madam," I heard him say though his voice was somewhat muffled as I was around the corner still in the hall. "Your Gentleman waits outside. He respectfully requests that you remain blindfolded until such time that he removes it. He requests that you and he walk arm in arm, so that he might lead you and you not walk into things. Call it an exercise in trust and in this he is attempting to earn yours." I heard a rustling in the room and then the man with the clipboard called out. "Sir, I have checked and the blindfold is properly in place."

I came around the corner and stopped dead in my tracks. Her dark blonde hair fell in lustrous waves past her shoulders almost to the point where the swell of her breasts began. Her hair framed her face perfectly, her high cheek bones barely hidden beneath her blindfold and a slight smile touched her full lips though it held some trepidation. Her jaw and chin were strong like mine in shape but gentler in curve bring a luscious femininity to her flawless face. Her neck was long and never had the thought of a neck or shoulders been a turn on until I saw my sisters.

The black dress came up to well above the mid-way point between her knee and her thigh. It was cut low at the top showing her ample C-cup cleavage, and cut low enough to the sides to show that she wore no bra beneath. The spaghetti straps seemed so frail that I was almost afraid they'd break. It seemed as if she had been poured into the dress or it had been painted onto her. The three inch black pumps on her feet only made her bare legs all the sexier.

Gently I reached out and brushed my fingertips along her bare right arm, she shuttered slightly to my touch. I took her hand in mine and gently raised it lightly kissing the top of her hand. I then turned and lightly looped her left arm through my right and lead her out into the hallway. 

Tricia had always been graceful but now as she moved blindfolded at my side with an erotic confidence she seemed even more so. I for only an instant shut my eyes as we walked and listened to the fabric of her dress swish and move with her. 

I stopped us at the table that held the decanter of Jack Daniels and poured her a tall double. Tricia and I had both been whiskey drinkers as long as we'd been drinking. I dipped the index finger of my right hand into the glass and brought the whiskey wet finger up to run it along her lower lip. Without thinking she giggled and as her lips parted slid my finger inside her mouth. She closed her mouth around my finger and ran the tip of her tongue along the end of my finger. 

I brushed the hair away from the base of her neck and gently kiss, then began lightly kissing my way up her neck. She moaned and reached up taking my hand in hers and sucked my finger deeper into her mouth. I kissed my way up her neck as she began to go down on my finger. I ran my tongue up behind her ear and then grabbed her earlobe with my lips, lightly flicking it with my tongue. She moaned deeply and gasped as I drew my finger from her mouth. I pulled away from her and handed her the glass. 

Her dark golden hair flashed back in ripples as she threw back the large double in one shot. I couldn't help but marvel at the beauty of her neck as she swallowed and the rise and fall of her breasts under the tight black dress. 

I took the glass from her and poured another double bringing the glass with me. There was no one at the elevator and when it arrived I saw that the operator was gone. We entered the elevator and I pushed the button for the private parking level. I then threw the double of whiskey into my mouth without swallowing and dropped the empty glass hearing a light thud as it hit the carpet of the elevator. 

I face Tricia and run my hands along the side of her face and into her hair. Then I draw her head down and bring her lips to mine. I open my mouth and trace my tongue along her lips. She opens her mouth accept my tongue. Quickly I press my mouth tight to hers and force the double of Jack into her mouth. 

She moans as I grab her silk covered ass with my right hand, my left hand on her bare back between her shoulders and hold her body tight to mine. With my hand on her back I crush her breasts against my chest and with my hand on her ass I pulled her against my hard crotch. She moaned and I sucked on her tongue as she swallowed the whiskey. 

I didn't feel the elevator get to the private parking level, but unfortunately I did hear the ding. I pulled myself away from her body and tongue and quickly lead her out into the unfortunately well lit parking deck. I pulled her keys from my pocket and hit the button to disengage the alarm. I heard the distinctive sound of an alarm disengaging from a black H3 Hummer. 

The click of her heals were the only sounds that accompanied us to the H3; I opened the passenger side door and helped her up into her seat. I stood on the bar and gently placed my hand on her knee. I turned her so that she faced me and I leaned in to kiss her. She seemed hesitant at first but soon opened her mouth and we fenced our tongues back and forth from my mouth to hers. I lifted my hand and cupped one of her breasts and gave a light squeeze to the soft 35 C trapped beneath the black silk. 

I moved my hand down and began to caress it along her inner thigh as I kissed my way down her check, her neck, and down her chest. I reached up with my free hand and pushed the straps from her shoulders and pulled the tight silk material over her full breasts. Her areolas were brownish pink and the size of silver dollars and her nipples were a good half inch in diameter. Without hesitating I sucked her left nipple into my mouth and moved my hand up and began to massage the crotch of her panties. I ran the tips of my fingers from the bottom of her slit to the top and rubbed her clit through her sheer panties as I lazily flicked my tongue across her hardened nipple. I found that the front of her panties became hot and wet and I moaned against her breast.

I heard the elevator open again. I could hear people moving to another car and a woman's voice (I swear to God it was the cheerleader) whisper "oh that's hot." I didn't care. I pushed her back against her seat and her hand went to the control and leaned it back. I was practically atop of her massaging her pussy and clit through her panties and assaulting her nipples with my tongue. 

"Oh," she whispered.

Her breathing quickened, her breasts were heaving up and down against my face. I moved my hand and jammed my leg against her crotch and she quickly started grinding her crotch against my leg. It freed my hand to grab her ass. I quickly moved both hands up and cupped her breasts. I pinched the nipple I wasn't sucking on and would switch between the tow. Her voice picked up to a whine as she kept repeating over and over "oh god, oh my god, that's it, oh god..."

I don't know how long it took, but against my leg she ground herself to an orgasm that left her sucking for air between clenched teeth. I pulled away and watched her breasts rise and fall as she gasped for breath. 

I ran my hands down her side and reached under her dress, hooking my thumbs in her underwear. She lifted her ass off the seat as I pulled off her panties. They were still wet from her orgasm. I put them in my pocket. Souvenir 

I sat in the driver's seat and started the H3. We were high enough up and the windows were tented so I decided that her breasts out was fine with me. I just prayed I didn't crash us on the way back to her house. 

Two: First Time for Everything

The drive from the hotel to her and Chuck's home was almost unbearable long. I almost opened the front of my pants and have her jack or suck me off. The thought alone of her hand on my cock was a turn on, the thought of my cock in her mouth was almost enough to make me explode. But I kept it together. I didn't want her to get me off with her mouth, or her hand, not yet. Maybe later, definitely later if I had my way, but not yet, not First. 

I pulled the H3 into its spot in the garage next to the Porsche. Thinking back to a while ago in the parking deck I was so happy she didn't take the Porsche. I walked around, opened the door and took her hand. She seemed to glide out of her seat and only the light "clip, clip" of her pumps touching the smooth floor of the garage was the only sound to be heard. 

The clip, clip, clip of her languid walking filled the garage as we made our way to the house proper. The garage opened into the kitchen, which was large and had an island in the center with an assortment of pots and pans hanging above it. 

I lead her past the bar that separated the kitchen from the dining room with its trendy glass table and metal chairs. Her stiletto pumps made more of a clump, clump, clump as we walked across the living room with its massive windows that took up the entire wall, opened up onto a balcony/patio overlooking the lake.

Her chest began to rise and fall faster as we climbed the stairs. When we reached the top I stopped her and knelt down before her, running my hand down her calf then lifting her foot and removing her shoe. I lifted her calf and ran the tip of my tongue up her smooth calf to her knee before stopping and setting her foot back on the floor. I did the same with the other leg. I was hard simply listening to the heaviness of her breathing. I stood, tracing my fingertips up the sides of her legs before taking her arm and leading her to the open door of the bedroom. 

It was fairly bright, with a bluish light coming from the large wall dominating windows, making the queen sized mahogany sleigh bed seem as if it were as black as the comforter that adorned it. I stood her before the bed and took her hands. I kissed each one in turn then placed them on the spaghetti straps on her shoulders and stepped back. I tore the shirt over my head as quick as I could to miss as little as possible. She slid the straps down her arms and began to writhe side to side as she worked the dress over her beautiful, hard nippled breasts which stood proudly from her chest, then over her taunt stomach, then down her well defined hips finally exposing the dark blonde well trimmed hair accented her sex more than it covered it. 

I don't remember taking my clothes off but I found myself naked. My cock stood straight out in front of me as I stepped forward and took my sister by the shoulders and eased her down so that she was sitting on the bed. I leaned down and kissed her as my right hand cupped her left breast. I sucked her tongue into my mouth as my thumb played across her erect nipple. I moaned into her mouth as I felt her hand wrap around my cock. Our tongues played back and forth as I reached down running my fingers through the trimmed blonde hair finding her clit. She gasped and rammed her tongue into my mouth as I rubbed her clit feeling the heat from her pussy and she began to jack my cock. 

I pushed her back onto the bed and held myself over her as we kissed and toyed with each other. I finally pushed myself away and stood looking at her in the darkness as her beautiful breasts rose and fell quickly as she was trying to catch her breath. Her entire body seemed to writhe there on the bed, her legs dangling over onto the floor. 

I knelt down onto the floor, and brought my face to within an inch of her pussy. I shut my eyes and breathed in deeply savoring the musk of her pussy, then without hesitation I lowered my face. 

"Oh god" I heard her gasp as I kissed the top of her pussy. I took her knees and pulled them over my shoulders and took her perfect ass into my hands. Each hand gripped an ass cheek as I kissed my way from the top of her pussy to the bottom. They were long sucking kisses and I let the taste and flavor of her fill my mouth. When I reached the bottom I ran the tip of my tongue along the slit of her outer pussy lips to the top then slowly back down. I began kissing from the bottom but this time I slid my tongue past her pussy lips and began to truly savor the taste of Tricia. I was hard as a rock knowing that the greatest pussy I had ever seen or tasted belonged to my sister. I slowly tongue fucked my way back up my sister's pussy listening to her moan incoherently as she writhed on that bed. 

Her thighs clamped tight around my head, her hands found themselves in my hair pushing my face tighter against her, her perfect ass cheeks clinched in my hands and had anyone been in the house they would have heard her cry of "OH YES...OH MY GOD...FUCK YES" as I sucked her clit between my lips and began assaulting it with my tongue. I sucked hard on her clit and beat my tongue back and forth across it. I threw her leg off my left shoulder and reached up with my left hand grabbing her right breast. I squeezed and pinched her hard nipple between my thumb and forefinger and that must have been what threw her over the top.

"OH GOD I'M CUMING!" He was throwing her head back and forth as she arched her back. Her dark blonde hair was thrown about the bed and splayed across her blindfolded face. "OH GOD! OH YES! FUCK YES!" I slowed my tonguing of her clit and eased up on the suction and played slowly as she came down from her orgasm. I saw her breasts quiver as they rose and fell with Tricia trying to catch her breath. 

I kissed my way back down her pussy and tongue fucked my way back up savoring the taste her orgasm had left her. 

I stood and gazed down at the golden haired goddess lying on the bed below me. I watched her body glistening with a thin sheen of sweat at her neck, her hair lying across the bed and her face, her pussy glistening with the wetness of what we had just done.

I knew the time had come. I was going to try and fuck my sister. I was going to fuck Tricia.

Three: Choices Found In Light Brown Eyes

I helped her up completely onto the bed and arranged a pillow under her head. I lay at her right side and my hard on pressed against her thigh. She reached down and took it in her hand. I kissed her and it was such a thrill knowing that she was tasted herself as she sucked on my tongue. I reached down and began to stroke the outside of her pussy. She cocked her left leg up and spread it away from us really opening herself up to my hand. I rubbed the outside of her pussy as we kissed. She writhed her lower body to grind her pussy and clit against my hand and fingers. I lowered my head and was rewarded with a breathy "yes" as I sucked her right nipple into my mouth and began to play my tongue across it as I had done her clit. 

"Oh God yes" was her whisper when I threw my right leg over hers and pressed my dick against her leg as I leaned onto her taking her left nipple into my mouth. She pressed her leg against my dick in a rhythm as her fingers played across my back up my neck and into my hair as I rubbed her dripping wet pussy and sucked on her hard attentive nipple. 

I began to climb up her body, I kissed my way up her neck and when I went for her lips she forced her mouth against mine.

I held myself up above her and with my left hand I took my cock and touched her clit. "Yes" she moaned. I began to run the tip of my cock up and down her soaking wet pussy slit. "Oh God, do it," she was gasping, the rise and fall of her breasts was mesmerizing. I kissed behind her ear as I ran my cock head up and down along her pussy. "Please," she moaned reaching for my cock. 

I held my face above hers and kissed her, our tongues went back and forth, in a ceaseless dance. I watched her lip quiver when I broke the kiss; I felt my cock in her hand. I reached up and with my right hand pushed the blind fold up off of her eyes.

I had forgotten how beautiful my sister's light brown eyes were and this close it was impossible to not notice. She blinked several times adjusting from the total darkness to the dim light coming through the massive windows. Her eyes met mine and widened in realization. 

"Dirk?" my cock jumped in her hand when she said my name. 

My hips moved barely forward and my cock in her hand touched the outside of her wet pussy. "It's your call." I whispered as I lowered my head into her hair and took her earlobe between my lips. I held my body perfectly still, and I knew that the moment of truth had come. 

"Oh fuck!" she moaned as she pushed her hips forward sliding an inch of my cock into her hot delicious pussy. I raised my head up and looked at her angelic face. She was biting her lower lip and had her eyes clenched shut.

"Open your eyes." She complied, and let go of my cock with her hand. "Say it." I whispered.

She lifted her head and lightly kissed me and whispered "Dirk I want you inside of me."

I rammed my hips forward completely entering her hard enough to hear the slapping sound as our hips met. I lay my weight upon her and moaned as I felt her perfect breasts pressed hard against my chest. We kissed tongues playing back and forth. I reached up and pulled the blind fold out of her hair, it disappeared somewhere across the room.